Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"It's nothing." Mochizuki Haruka's expression softened a little. "You were by the river?"

"Yes, we'll be at the river soon!" Perhaps because she was a little nervous, Aya was unusually enthusiastic. "We're staying on the Kinugawa side tonight. Jun-nii said the river is quite fast here!"

"Don't tell her where you are!" Miss Idol, who had been hiding to the side without saying a word, jumped out.

The girl on the phone snorted again, communicating with her remotely, "We've already video chatted, do you think I can't find out if I want to?"

"Then come over here!" Yosei Kurusu stuck out her tongue at the phone, but only the boys could see it.

Mochizuki Haruka ignored her and turned her attention back to the boy taking a walk in front of her.

"What are your accommodation arrangements for tonight?"

Jun Matsue held his phone in one hand and supported the arm of the girl blocking his way with the other, gently pushing her forward.

"Kurasu and Aya-chan are sleeping in a twin room, and I'm sleeping alone."

"..." Mochizuki Haruka didn't speak, but just nodded reluctantly.

The three had arrived at the suspension bridge, and the sound of the rushing river grew louder. The girl on the phone frowned.

"It's too noisy, I'm hanging up." She looked at Aya Miyamura, who was standing next to the boy. "Aya-chan, remember to keep an eye on your brother, don't let him fall into the river."

She wasn't referring to Kinugawa, but rather to the overflowing river of love in someone's heart.

"No problem!" Cai Jiang nodded confidently. "Leave it to me."

Mochizuki Haruka waved to the boy one last time and hung up the video call.

“Phew…” Jun Matsue let out a breath, and Yosei Kurusu walked to his side, the two of them looking at the scenery in front of them together.

A long suspension bridge stretches towards the mountain peaks on the opposite bank. The rushing water beneath the bridge crashes against the rocks in the river, stirring up large swathes of silvery white waves. The deafening roar of the water echoes in our ears. The sunlight falls behind the mountain peaks on the opposite bank, causing the part of the suspension bridge closest to the young boy and girl to gradually disappear into the darkness.

"Wow—" Miyamura Aya sighed subconsciously, "If crossing the bridge leads to the underworld, it wouldn't be surprising at all."

Yosei Kurusu had already grabbed the boy's arm and led him onto the suspension bridge—the wooden planks under their feet made a soft clattering sound with each step of the boy and girl, which was then drowned out by the turbulent sound of the water.

The idol took off her sunglasses, leaned against the suspension bridge, put her arm around the boy's shoulder, and looked at the girl walking towards her.

"Cai-chan, can you take a group photo for us?"

“No problem~” Miyamura Aya immediately took out her phone, forgetting Haruka-neechan’s instructions.

When the phone camera flash went off, Jun Matsueda felt a little dazed—he remembered taking pictures of the surging waves with the girls who weren't there at the moment on the Kadowaki Suspension Bridge in Izu.

"Shall we continue?" he asked the girls who had finished taking photos.

"Let's go back!" Kurusu Yosei grabbed his arm again. "We still want to soak in the hot springs!"

At this time, Jun Matsue was unaware that the hotel's natural hot spring was actually a mixed-gender bath.

But he'll find out soon enough.

Chapter 659 Can pure friendship exist between men and women?

It was past 7 p.m. when Jun Matsue returned to the hotel. He put on the yukata provided by the hotel, took his change of clothes, and opened the bedroom door. The girls in the next room still seemed to have no intention of getting up.

"Aren't you going to soak in the hot springs?"

"Isn't this just picking out a yukata?" Yosuke Kurusu said leisurely, lying on the bed.

Miyamura Aya wasn't in bed; she stood at the foot of the bed, holding several yukatas she had taken from the wardrobe, showing them to her sister, Yosei, in turn.

"How about this one? Or is this one better?"

“The pattern on this one is a bit too plain~” Idol pointed to the yukata on the right, “The other one would look good on Aya-chan.”

"Then I'll wear this one~" The girl threw the yukata in her left hand onto another empty bed.

"Next, let's see which one suits Yang Shi-jie best~"

Matsueda Jun watched as she pulled out a few more yukatas from the closet. "Don't forget that the private event is time-limited."

As a former high-end hotel, there were quite a few yukatas to choose from in the rooms, but the male guest didn't pick and choose, just grabbed a rather plain one and put it on.

"I know~" Kurusu Yosei waved his hand, "Don't worry about the pine branches, just go soak them first."

The girl lying on the bed was only wearing a vest, and her fair breasts, which were about to burst out, were flattened at the neckline.

"..." Jun Matsue took the bath towel, turned around, and walked towards the suite door.

The suite was great in every way, except that the second bedroom where he slept didn't have a door that led directly to the hallway—so the guy had to be careful every time he left the room to avoid seeing anything he shouldn't.

After walking through the corridor and down to the first floor, Jun Matsue showed his room card to the woman in a kimono guarding the back door, and then followed her out of the hotel building and onto the gravel path leading up the mountain.

The hill behind the Dream Season Hotel has a gentle slope. After walking up more than ten steps, the boy followed the waiter through the winding woods. A few minutes later, he saw a bungalow with beige walls at the end of the path.

“You can go in this way.” The woman in the kimono bowed to him. “The indoor area has changing rooms and showers. Please rinse off before entering the outdoor hot spring.”

"You and your companion have booked a one-hour session. Other guests may share the time afterwards, please don't mind. There is a pager in the room, please feel free to call me if you need any service."

"Thank you." Jun Matsue bowed slightly, then looked at the black characters "Open-air Bath" on the sign at the entrance, swiped his card to enter.

After stripping naked in the changing room and taking a quick shower, the boy, with only his remaining towel, pushed open the other sliding door, which was filled with white mist, and a circular natural hot spring appeared before him.

Place your towel on the rocks on the shore and slowly step into the hot spring—unlike the restless and oppressive heat of summer, a warm and gentle sensation spreads upwards from the soles of your feet.

Soon he was fully submerged in the water. Jun Matsue raised his arm and rested it on the stone wall. He looked up at the clear, bright starry sky and let out a contented sigh.

The boy looked around. The hot spring was described as "open-air," but it wasn't completely exposed to the elements. It was surrounded on three sides by low walls, with trees and rocks, a design similar to a Japanese garden.

The side that isn't fenced off is the natural mountainside, with smooth walls showing signs of human intervention. Steaming spring water gurgles down and eventually flows into the hot spring through bamboo tubes.

This is what hot spring enthusiasts seek: "100% pure spring water flowing directly from the earth," without circulation or treatment, allowing them to enjoy the natural heat from underground.

The chirping of birds and insects came from outside the wall. The boy lay down further into the hot spring, his head resting against the pool wall. All that was in front of him was the boundless deep blue night sky, with thin clouds drifting by and the moonlight, which seemed to surge like a tide, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

"The place that Kurusu and the others chose is really nice..." Jun Matsueda began to look forward to tomorrow's itinerary.

Of course, it would have been even better if it weren't for Aya's trap and Kurusu's attack.

However, if you come to Nikko City alone, you might feel lonely in the face of such a vast and open landscape.

He recalled boating on Lake Chuzenji during the day—what would it have been like if Tomatsu or Mochizuki had been sitting in front of him?

"..." The boy exhaled softly, and the misty water clinging to the pool was blown into the air, diluting in the starlight.

A mixture of Tokyo's jasmine tea and Kamakura's lemon black tea would surely cause more headaches than the flooded Kinugawa River.

Stop thinking about it. Jun Matsue closed his eyes, cleared his mind, and wholeheartedly felt the warm current surrounding him. Only the sounds of nature remained in the small courtyard, as if no one had ever been there.

Ten minutes later, a sudden noise from the room broke the tranquil atmosphere. The boy opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

Wasn't it supposed to be a private event for an hour? How much time has passed?

Jun Matsue stood up, wanting to stop the visitor before he changed and took a bath—otherwise, it would be quite troublesome to kick him out after he had taken off his clothes and taken a bath.

However, a shapely, flesh-colored figure appeared through the frosted glass door leading to the shower room, and the boy immediately sat back down in the tub.

What happened? He was caught off guard.

"...May I ask who this is?"

"Didn't they book the whole place? Who else could it be?" The idol's matter-of-fact words, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, came through the glass.

Matsueda Jun reached out and pressed his hand against the stone wall behind him. "No, you want to soak in the water with me?"

"It's not me, it's us," the girl said casually. "This natural hot spring is for mixed bathing, and Aya-chan is coming over soon too."

"Aren't there two pools?" The boy remembered that there was a fork in the path leading up the mountain.

"It's been booked by someone else! We're not the only guests here."

"Wait—" He wanted to say something more, but the glass sliding door next to the hot spring had already been opened.

Like a lotus emerging from clear water, the young girl's skin was unadorned, with only water droplets rolling down her undulating curves and making a soft sound as they dripped onto the ground. Yet, in Matsueda Jun's heart, the sound of those droplets was exceptionally loud.

Yosei Kurusu was wrapped in a bath towel, barely covering her upper legs, revealing her healthy thighs without any excess fat. Her usually light steps became delicate and elegant because of the tightly wrapped bath towel, and her bare long legs crossed, showing a unique feminine graceful figure.

The presence of the bath towel gave the boy the courage to continue looking upwards.

The girl's smooth, long legs extend upwards, and the rounded curves of her hips and thighs represent a primal sexual attraction, yet they tighten into a thin, narrow band at the waist. Combined with her full bust, the contrast between her curves and her voluptuous figure, if not concealed by a towel, would absolutely make one's blood boil.

Kurosaki Yosei met his gaze without flinching or avoiding it, her eyes open and generous. Her pink hair was piled high at the back of her head, her neck was slender and beautiful, and there were shallow puddles on her collarbone.

The young girl felt no shame about her beautiful body; it was not only a blessing from heaven and a gift from her parents, but also a masterpiece created through her hard work and sweat.

"..." Matsueda Jun, who was sitting, did not speak. He just looked down at the steaming surface of the pool, then moved his body and walked along the edge of the hot spring towards the mountain wall not far away.

"What are you doing?" Yosei Kurusu asked, watching his actions with a smile.

"Haven't you done it with Mochizuki Haruka so many times? Why do you still act like you've never seen a girl's body before?"

"Are you Wangyue?" The boy's irritable voice drifted through the steam.

The girl laughed even more happily, her full, soft body swaying gently in the bath towel, looking as if it might fall off at any moment.

"Wrap your towel tighter!" Jun Matsue hurriedly said.

"Anyway, I'll have to take my clothes off when I go into the water," Miss Idol said nonchalantly.

"...Are you really going to have mixed bathing?"

"I'll say it again, it's not me, it's us," she emphasized. "There's only one pool for bathing, what else can we do but have mixed bathing?"

“…You can soak them one by one.” The boy tried to put up a final resistance.

"No way! There are only forty minutes left. How can we soak comfortably if we take turns soaking one by one?"

As Yosei Kurusu was speaking, he squatted down to prepare to go into the water, but Jun Matsue quickly turned his head away.

But there was no sound of water entering the pool. He turned his gaze and saw the girl sitting by the pool, her pair of pink little feet soaking in the water. She was using a wooden spoon to scoop up spring water and pour it on her legs.

"Very good, hot enough." She nodded in satisfaction, lifting her leg to splash the water—her legs, which had been pressed together under the towel, parted slightly, and if the boy hadn't moved away, he would have been able to see the glimpse of her exposed body.

"Is the pine branch waiting for me to go into the water?" the girl asked the boy on the other side.

"No need to wait~" She raised her hand and pressed the corner of the bath towel tucked into the side of her chest.

"If you say 'I love coming to Qiyang World the most!' right now, I'll reveal it to you right away~"

Jun Matsue felt the blood flowing through his body was hotter than the hot spring water, and he had to raise his head to look at the glass door behind the girl.

"Miyamura Aya! If you don't come out now, you won't have time to soak!"

"Coming, coming~" The sound of footsteps rang out, and the girl whose name was called came out of the shower area.

"Yang Shi-jie hasn't gone into the water yet?" Cai Jiang pretended to have just arrived.

"Let's go in the water~" Kurusu Yosei glanced at the boy sitting in the distance, pursed her upturned lips, and untied her bath towel.

Jun Matsuoka had already turned his head to look at the flowing rock wall behind him. His gaze was fixed, as if he wanted to carve a hole in the hard rock wall.

Kurusu could take her clothes off, but he couldn't look. That way, if she and Mochizuki started arguing again, he would at least have the confidence to face the girl's questioning gaze.

"Ha..." A pleasant sigh came from afar. He felt the water in front of him ripple. It was the splashing water from Miss Idol.

"They're already soaking in the pool~ You can watch now!"

The boy didn't turn around. "Where's Aya-chan?"

Although she had bathed with Aya when she was little and even helped her with her first period, her younger sister is now grown up and no longer at the age where they can be naked together.

Then came another splash of water, and a girl's cheerful exclamation echoed in the courtyard, "So warm! So comfortable!"

After the splashing water subsided, Jun Matsuoka carefully and slowly turned around—he was afraid that his idol might suddenly turn around and make a surprise attack.

Fortunately, the two girls stayed quietly in the hot spring, only their heads sticking out, their big eyes staring straight at the boy, reminding him of cute beavers and capybaras.

"Matsue's figure is quite impressive~" Kurusu Yosei commented with a lewd, middle-aged man's opinion, looking at the boy's upper body.

"..." Jun Matsue twitched the corner of his mouth. "Thank you, you're not bad either."

Although the girl was submerged in the water, her pert breasts were still clearly visible. If it weren't for the mist on the pool surface, the delicate pink of her breasts would probably be visible underwater.

“Why don’t you praise me, Chun-ge!” Miyamura Aya, sitting next to her, patted the water ripples.

The boy's gaze shifted to the cute, voluptuous figure beside him. The girl was well-developed, but still a bit less so than her older sister, Yang Shi.

“Aya-chan has grown up too…” he said with a sense of satisfaction, without a trace of lust.

Fortunately, Aya Miyamura was there, otherwise the atmosphere in the hot spring would have been extremely ambiguous.

Of course, it's more likely that the boy had already grabbed a towel and hurriedly fled.

"What kind of old man's tone is that!" The girl rolled her eyes and puffed out her chest, but after noticing the idol's excellent figure next to her, she shrank back.