Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"Come to my room."

While he was still thinking about how to reply, another message popped up.

"Don't pretend to be asleep."

"Tomorrow is Monday, are you going to put it off until next week?"

"I've been so good to Kurusu, Matsue isn't planning to go back on her word, is she?"

Jun Matsue sighed and sat up, pressing his ear against the wall.

On the other side, there was indistinct music playing, and Kurusu seemed to be watching a video.

He took out his phone and sent a message, "I'll be there in half an hour."

Mochizuki Haruka didn't reply, but instead sent a short video—a girl with her lips parted, her wet, red tongue moving, the provocative intent self-evident.

Half an hour later, Jun Matsue pushed open the bedroom door and quietly walked out of the room.

There's only one downside to this kind of life: the once open and aboveboard relationship in the apartment seems to have turned into an affair, making him extremely cautious.

Chapter 629 The Prelude to Summer Vacation

On Monday, July 7th, Jun Matsue sat in the classroom, watching a new sea of ​​clouds surge into the clear sky outside the window.

The weather has been quite unpredictable these past few days, with only the scorching temperature remaining consistently high at around 35 degrees Celsius.

As I took the unfinished workbook out of my bag hanging next to my desk and unfolded it, the noise from the front row of the classroom suddenly grew louder, and a corner of the page was flipped up.

The boy looked up and observed the noisy students in the front row.

"It seems quite lively today."

"Is it because summer vacation is coming soon?" Tomatsu Yuka, who was sitting on the right, turned her head. "There are only two weeks left, it will be over in the blink of an eye."

"Isn't there a final exam?" The boy pressed the tip of his pen against the workbook in front of him.

The girl laughed, "Compared to potential setbacks, everyone's attention will naturally be focused on the happiness right in front of them."

Jun Matsueda stood up and walked towards the front row. "Keep it down, or Kominato-sensei will scold you again when she comes over."

"Yes~"

Listening to the girls discussing where they were going to go after summer vacation and whispering about the latest developments in the Sakurai Masahiko incident, Matsueda Jun returned to his seat, took out his phone, and glanced at the messages.

"Get up!"

Yosei Kurusu, who was staying at home, sent him breakfast. The leftover tomatoes in the refrigerator were made into noodles, topped with a golden fried egg.

"It looks much tastier than the meat buns from my convenience store."

After replying to the message, the boy put his phone back on his desk, and could faintly hear his idol's name coming from the girls in the front row.

The controversy surrounding Yosei Kurusu is not yet over. She and her junior are standing on the opposite side of Masahiko Sakurai, both at the center of public opinion.

However, Jun Matsue's mood is not as worried as it was a few days ago—Kurusu is currently having breakfast at home. Although she can't be on stage for the time being, the girl's appetite is still good, which is the best proof of her good mindset.

But he wondered how long her temporary leave would last... The boy turned his head and looked at the girl who was yawning by the window.

Yesterday was only the first day that Kurusu returned to 507. If Haneoka High School were to start summer vacation, the apartment might not be as harmonious as it used to be.

Mochizuki Haruka, who was lying on the table, noticed someone's gaze. She turned her head, her soft cheek pressed against the table, looking lazy and cute.

"Why would I read your book if I'm not reading yours?"

The boy smiled, his lips moving silently, "Because you're prettier."

The girl rolled her eyes, turned her head to the other side, and looked at the clouds outside the window.

Mochizuki was rather indifferent to him today, and Matsueda Jun looked back at his workbook, feeling somewhat helpless.

It wasn't that he broke his promise; last night, after the bedroom next door was completely quiet, he quietly slipped into Mochizuki Haruka's room, and the two of them had a good time.

So, in order to sleep a little longer, they had meat buns from the convenience store for breakfast today.

However, an unexpected situation still occurred last night—

It wasn't that Yosuke Kuraki woke up in the middle of the night to find the boy wasn't home, but rather that Haruka Mochizuki's seductive lips and tongue hadn't worked.

The girl, full of confidence, lay beneath Matsueda Jun, intending to use her clever little mouth to make the boy lose control.

However, after actually trying it, she realized that verbal skills were much more difficult than getting Songzhi to do whatever he wanted to her.

Several attempts ended with the girl gagging and the boy wincing in pain. In the end, Mochizuki Haruka chose to climb onto Matsueda Jun and end the battle with her other little mouth.

Returning to the classroom, Jun Matsue looked at the girl with her back to him. Her smooth black hair hung down, making one want to reach out and stroke it.

Upon waking up, perhaps feeling somewhat embarrassed, the girl, like a capricious cat, suddenly distanced herself from him.

The boy thought for a moment, then looked down, took out a piece of draft paper, tore off a corner, and wrote a few words.

He placed the note beside the girl's arm and tapped it gently.

Mochizuki Haruka turned around and glanced at him, then picked up the folded note beside her.

"Or should I make it for you next time?"

Jun Matsue stared at the girl's expression for a moment, a faint blush rising on her face. She crumpled the note in her hand and threw it back.

The girl glared at him. "I don't want to!"

As the bell rang to signal the end of the fourth period, the listless students immediately perked up as the Chinese language teacher slowly walked out of the classroom.

The girls put the tables and chairs together, took out their lunchboxes and phones, and Tomatsu Yuka tidied her hair in front of the small round mirror in her hand before standing up and looking at the boy next to her.

"Is Jun-kun going to the cafeteria today too?"

"Hmm." Jun Matsue tucked the chair under the desk, but the girl by the window remained lying on the desk, refusing to move.

"Isn't Mochizuki going to the cafeteria?"

"No..." Mochizuki Haruka buried her face in her arms, only revealing her clear eyes. "It's too hot outside, I don't want to go out."

The boy glanced at the bright sun outside the window; the clouds had disappeared, and the sunlight was indeed quite intense.

"Should I bring you rice balls instead?"

"Hmm, I don't want milk today, I want coffee." The girl blinked.

Last night, because of her clumsy oral skills, Songzhi's desire was aroused for the first time in two weeks, so much so that she could only lie on her desk and doze off during her morning class.

"Received." The boy turned and walked out of the classroom.

We went down to the first floor, slipped under Tomomi Kaori's parasol, and walked together through the bright sunlight that seemed to be bleaching the earth. A few minutes later, the two of us entered the cafeteria.

"It's so cool..." Jun Matsue sat down in front of the girl with his lunch in hand. "In this kind of weather, it's really hard to bear without air conditioning."

I can hardly imagine how I survived the daytime by drinking barley tea and using a fan when I lived alone in an apartment.

"Luckily, the holidays are coming up soon." Tomatsu Yuka smiled. "Otherwise, someone like Tsun-kun who rides his bike to and from school would sweat a lot every day."

The boy scooped up a mouthful of eel rice and put it in his mouth, nodding in agreement.

In fact, Mochizuki had mentioned a few days ago that the two of them should just take the bus to and from school together, but of course he didn't agree.

Riding bikes together every day can be explained by the fact that they live relatively close to each other, but if they ride on the same bike every day, their relationship will obviously appear ambiguous to others—just thinking about how people will perceive Tomatsu is troublesome.

Jun Matsueda shook his head, banishing the bleak future from his mind.

"..." Tomatsu Yuka slowed down her chopsticks, tilting her head slightly as she observed the features of her beloved.

"Has Jun-kun's mood improved?"

"Hmm." The boy chewed relaxedly, enjoying the rich aroma of the eel.

The girl blinked. "Is there good news from Yang Shisang's side?"

“It’s not exactly good news.” Jun Matsueda glanced at his phone. “But Kurusu went back to her apartment—although the online environment is a bit treacherous, she doesn’t seem to care much.”

"So I'm not so worried."

Tomatsu Yuka waved her hand holding the rice, staring at the murky miso soup in the bowl.

This is not good news for her...

"Is she resting now?" the girl asked, looking up.

"Okay, let's continue working after this is over."

"We haven't even resolved Mochizuki Haruka's situation yet, and now Yosuke Kuraki has run back again... Tomatsu Tomoka feels a bit tired."

After the two finished lunch and left the cafeteria, as Jun Matsue held up a parasol for the person next to him, the girl looked up at the high, clear sky and suddenly said something.

"Tsun-kun, let's go visit the University of Tokyo when summer vacation starts?"

The boy paused, looking at her profile.

"Let's go take a look at the place where we'll study together from now on." Tomatsu Yuka turned around and looked at him. "How about it?"

Jun Matsue raised his arm, letting the large umbrella cover the two of them, casting a cool shadow.

He gave her a smile that would reassure the girl.

"No problem."

Chapter 630 Shocking News

On Thursday evening, July 9th, when Jun Matsueda returned to his apartment after finishing work, the living room was filled with the soft, chattering voices of young girls.

The boy blinked, closed the door, put down his backpack, and walked towards the dining table.

Yosei Kurusu sat at the dining table, which was covered with various bottles and jars, as well as tissues, brushes, and all sorts of odds and ends.

The girl's long hair was tied up and divided into different sections with several clips. Behind her stood an older woman dressed as a maid, her brush covered in white ointment, applying it back and forth in the girl's hair.

Miyamura Aya sat to the side of the two, watching the maid's movements with great interest. Noticing the boy approaching, she waved cheerfully.

"Brother Chun is back~"

The news that Kurusu was going back to the apartment was told to Miyamura Aya by Matsueda Jun a few days ago. He was worried that the girl would be bored staying in the apartment, so he asked Aya to go and play with her more often.

The boy nodded and placed his backpack on the empty table beside him. "Are you dyeing your hair?"

Looking at the mirror in front of him, Yosuke Kurusu turned his head and gave him a playful smile.

"No, it's hair bleaching!"

"Miss Kurusu, please don't move." The maid behind her quickly reminded her.

"Oh, sorry!"

The girl straightened her head, her eyes darting around as she glanced at the boy sitting to the side.

“Kurasu wants to dye her hair a light color, so she has to bleach it before dyeing.” Mochizuki Haruka, who was sitting on the sofa, turned her head. “If she wants to dye her hair a brown, dark red, or dark blue color, she can skip the bleaching process.”

"I see." Jun Matsue walked up to her, picked up the girl's cup of lemon tea, and took a sip. "Is this the beginning for you two?"

“It wasn’t you, it was her.” Mochizuki Haruka corrected him earnestly. “She started drifting when I came back.”

"It's been quite a while." It was past 6:30 when Matsueda Jun got off work.

The girl put down the game controller she was holding and refilled the boy's empty cup with tea.

"Dyeing hair pink requires at least three bleaching sessions, which takes at least three to five hours."

"Has it taken that long?" Yosei Kurusu exclaimed in surprise as he sat in front of the mirror.

"This is the last time for Miss Kurusu," the maid behind her comforted her softly. "It will be finished in twenty minutes."

Aya Miyamura pulled out her phone. "I'll order takeout then~"

"You haven't had dinner yet?" Jun Matsue turned around. "There are still some ingredients in the fridge. I haven't eaten either, so let's just cook something."

“No need.” Mochizuki Haruka grabbed his hand. “We’ve had snacks and drinks, so we’re not really hungry. We can just order some pizza and snacks.”

Moreover, the dinner for four people was quite large, and she didn't want to tire out the boy who had just gotten off work.

“That’s fine too.” Jun Matsueda glanced back at the frozen game screen on the TV. “Looks like you guys had a good time after school.”

"Mmm!" Kurusu Yosei nodded to the boy in the mirror. "I played games, ate ice cream and snacks, and had a maid do my hair the whole time."

"This is the life of successful people!"

Mochizuki Haruka, sitting on the sofa, glanced at her and let out a disdainful sneer.