Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Of course, it's more likely that last night's dream was too beautiful than the sunshine.

"Because Imokawa-neechan hasn't heard of it yet!" Aya-chan rolled her eyes at him and looked at the girl standing next to the two of them.

“Ah, I saw your performance and even filmed it…” Natsumi Imokawa nodded blankly, then flicked her bangs—it was a little hot standing in the sunlight.

"Really? Is there a video on your phone? I want to see it!" The girl excitedly leaned closer.

"I only filmed a part of it, it wasn't finished." She took out her phone, opened the video, and Miyamura Aya lowered her head to watch it carefully.

Two minutes later, the girl looked up in surprise, "As expected of Imokawa-neechan, it looks much better than the ones we took ourselves!"

"No, not really~" Natsumi Imokawa's lips curled up honestly.

“Really!” Cai Jiang nodded vigorously. “The things people who study film really make are different! I wasn’t surprised at all when I found out you were going to study film!”

"Speaking of which, has Imokawa been studying hard lately?" Jun Matsueda joined their conversation. "It seems like you're taking up quite a bit of time shooting your portfolio."

“Some are studying!” Natsumi Imokawa nodded vigorously, her trembling chest casting a swaying shadow on the railing.

"I just ordered the official informational materials from the Tokyo University of the Arts a couple of days ago, and they're arriving on May 20th!"

“…Hmm.” The boy shifted his gaze to the side. “When we get back from Golden Week, it seems that Yuqiu High School will also start selecting candidates for the entrance exam. Remember to keep an eye out for it.”

He had that kind of dream last night, and now he's finding it hard to resist the unintentional temptations of young girls.

"Ah, I have no hope for that anymore." The girl waved her hand. "I checked, and my math score last semester alone didn't meet the 3.5 GPA requirement. I can only consider the comprehensive selection and general selection."

"That's fine. Anyway, being recommended for the entrance exam only means you've got the eligibility to apply. Using a portfolio is the same thing."

For Jun Matsueda now, words of comfort are so readily available that they come at a mere wave of the hand.

“Mhm!” Natsumi Imokawa nodded with great enthusiasm. “I plan to film as much as possible during Golden Week, since everyone is free!”

The young director, having gathered all the actors, is eager to bring all the scenes in her mind to life.

When Jun Matsuo returned to the classroom, the bell had not yet rung. He picked up the milk ice cream on the table; the wrapper was covered with water droplets and looked ready to fall.

"Did Mochizuki bring this for me?" He looked at the girl lying on the table beside him.

Mochizuki raised her head, her eyes filled with drowsiness.

"Eat quickly, class is about to start."

The boy tore open the packaging paper. "Did Imokawa tell you guys about the filming during Golden Week?"

"I already said..." the girl waved her hand impatiently, "Wake me up when the bell rings for class."

She didn't sleep well last night either, and when she woke up, she was still holding a half-wet tissue in her hand.

Seeing that Mochizuki Haruka was lying there unable to get up, Matsueda Jun had no choice but to take a bite of ice cream and turn his body to the other side.

Tomatsu Yuka looked down at the workbook in front of her, but her eyes and the hand holding the pen remained motionless, clearly not thinking about the questions.

"Tomatsu?" he called out tentatively.

The girl first looked up blankly, and only after noticing the boy's presence did her pupils refocus, revealing her signature smile.

"Is there something you need, Chun-jun?"

"...The filming schedule in Imokawa didn't affect your Golden Week plans, did it?" Jun Matsueda asked casually.

"Ah, it's alright," Tomatsu Yuka said with a smile. "Anyway, I didn't have any plans, and this is a good opportunity to meet Tsunku."

"That's good." The boy nodded.

The school bell rang at just the right moment, and the boys and girls turned their heads in unison to look at the empty blackboard at the front of the classroom.

Their conversation ended there.

There was no doubt that Tomatsu had been acting strangely lately. Matsueda Jun stared at the dusty eraser marks on the blackboard, realizing that he had caused all of this himself; the wrong relationship could only lead to the wrong result.

So although he was reluctant, he thought it was better to end it quickly than to suffer for a long time. He began to think about how to help the girl get back on her feet after the breakup.

However, things didn't go as planned. Jun Matsue was unaware that there were other reasons behind Tomatsu's change.

Therefore, this flawed relationship was destined to last longer than he had anticipated.

Chapter 532 A Few Things About the Film Crew's Holiday

April 29th, Monday. Today is Showa Day, a public holiday in Japan, so there is no need to go to school.

The filming location for "White Line Flow" was moved to the Keio University campus. Mochizuki Kaori leaned against the old library's rustic wall, watching Matsueda Jun standing not far away in front of the camera—a melancholy-eyed boy walking along a tree-lined path, attracting the attention of many students along the way.

The woman turned her head and nudged her niece standing next to her with her shoulder. "How did Songzhi persuade you that night?"

"How else can I persuade you?" Mochizuki Haruka slightly raised her chin, her tone carrying a hint of barely concealed smugness.

She gently persuaded me, saying that she couldn't live without me anymore, so there was no need for me to take the entrance exam for the University of Tokyo.

"Really?" Aunt blinked excitedly. "It's rare for Songzhi to be this honest, isn't it? You didn't take the opportunity to do anything?"

"...Of course I did it." The girl's voice was a little softer.

"What did you do?" the woman asked, her eyes wide with curiosity. "Tell me quickly!"

Mochizuki Haruka's cheeks flushed slightly as she whispered in her aunt's ear about the special tutoring session that night.

"..." Wang Yuehua didn't speak after hearing this, but made a clear inhalation sound - her heaving chest and reddened earlobes indicated that she was obviously a little excited.

"So, we're finally going to win him over this time, right?" She looked up at the boy not far away. "Your aunt wasn't lying to you, was she?"

"It was all because I took the initiative," the girl muttered softly. "I always feel like you just stumbled upon it by accident."

"Isn't it me who asked Songzhi to persuade you?" Auntie puffed out her chest, not to be outdone.

"Yes, yes..." Mochizuki Haruka was too lazy to reply. She crossed her arms and looked at the boy who stood out among the ordinary crowd.

"So what does it feel like to sit on his lap?" the woman pressed, pushing her luck even further. "You must have had a reaction, right?"

The girl glanced at her speechlessly. Why did her aunt have to ask about something like this?

"Tell me, tell me," Wang Yuehua nudged her. "Just satisfy my curiosity, okay?"

Before Mochizuki Haruka could speak, Matsueda Jun and Imokawa Natsumi, who was carrying a camera, came over first.

"Thank you for your hard work~" The boy raised his right hand and waved his five fingers to greet them.

"Is all the filming done this morning?" Auntie spoke first, seemingly to cover up what she had just been talking about.

"Matsueda-kun looks quite mature in this outfit, he even has a college student vibe~"

Jun Matsuoka smiled. He was wearing a pinstripe suit shirt and a knitted vest, and it was understandably warm in the rising spring weather.

"The only difference between Japanese men from ten to thirty years old seems to be the different suits and shirts they wear."

“That’s a good line!” Natsumi Imokawa, who was standing to the side, took out a small notebook from her pocket. “I feel like we could put it in the script.”

Mochizuki Haruka stood in front of the boy, as if declaring her status.

"Wasn't the scene where Fujii Kaede chases after Kashiwabara Hikaru in the crowd supposed to be filmed again?"

The young director shook her head. "I looked at it again later and felt it was usable. Besides, it's already noon, and the light is too strong. It won't look good in the photos."

"So the morning's work is over?" Wang Yuehua leaned closer to the girl, looking at the boy on the camera screen. "Would you all like to have lunch together?"

Natsumi Imokawa shook her head again, "We still have to film Tomatsu's scenes this afternoon."

Seemingly feeling a little guilty, the girl quickly added, "Thank you so much, Miss Hua, for finding this venue for me. I'll treat you to a meal sometime!"

The woman bent over and laughed cheerfully, "No need to treat me to dinner, just make sure you take good pictures of me!"

"Should we have the driver take you there?" Mochizuki Haruka's eyes were only on the boy standing in front of her.

“There’s no need, we can just take the tram.” Jun Matsue said as he took off his knitted vest.

The lifted hem of his shirt revealed the outline of his abdominal muscles, drawing the attention of the three women in front of him.

“…Hmm.” Mochizuki Haruka reached out to straighten his shirt. “I have to attend a banquet with my aunt tonight, so see you at school tomorrow.”

Although the Golden Week holiday is very long, high school students don't have any extra time off, so they have to go back to school for three more days tomorrow before they can continue to enjoy the second half of the long holiday.

As the four walked out of the Keio University gates, before parting ways, the girl tugged at Jun Matsueda's sleeve.

"Break up with Tomatsu quickly," Mochizuki Haruka whispered in the boy's ear, enunciating each word clearly.

Matsueda Jun glanced at her helplessly before walking toward Imokawa Natsumi.

The girl holding the camera watched curiously as Mochizuki Haruka walked away, while Miss Hua, standing beside the car, smiled at her.

"Did Mochizuki-san say something?"

"Some impulsive things to say." The boy took the heavy backpack from the girl's hand. "I'll tell you later."

The two walked into a ramen shop by the roadside. There weren't many people in the shop. The proprietress, sitting behind the counter, leisurely watched them take their orders and then brought them two glasses of iced water and a plate of salad.

While waiting for the ramen to be served, Jun Matsueda flipped through the menu in front of him to pass the time, while Natsumi Imokawa kept staring at his face without any attempt to hide her gaze.

"Is Matsueda going to start dating Mochizuki?" the girl suddenly asked.

"..." The boy holding the water glass choked, then bit down on the ice cube in his mouth. "Why would you ask that?"

"Because Mochizuki-san has been quite happy lately, and her expression isn't as tense as it was a while ago." Imokawa Natsumi recalled earnestly while looking at the small electric fan on the wall.

"Tomatsu-san looks unhappy, it must all be related to Matsueda—if it's not about love, then what is it?"

Hearing her words, Jun Matsuoka felt even more guilty and sighed.

I'll tell you after the Tomatsu matter is over.

"Hmm!" Natsumi Imokawa nodded, a hint of secret joy flashing through her mind—Matsue never hid anything from her.

To change the subject, the boy looked at the girl's flushed face and the fine beads of sweat on her neck that shimmered with silver light.

"We've never filmed a whole day like this before, have we? Won't Imokawa feel too tired?"

"I'm alright." Natsumi Imokawa took out a tissue to wipe away her sweat. As she wiped, the girl's hand, which was on her collarbone, slipped inside her collar.

"The morning shoot went smoothly. I hope the afternoon shoot will be just as good."

Jun Matsue silently looked away. "Tomatsu is quite talented at acting, so there's probably nothing to worry about."

However, to their surprise, the afternoon's filming progressed with exceptional difficulty—

For some reason, Tomatsu Yuka's excellent acting skills suddenly plummeted.

Chapter 533 The Home I Can't Go Back To

"cut!"

Natsumi Imokawa's voice swept across the street as she looked down at her camera.

The girl on screen still possessed stunning beauty, but her downcast eyes and absent-minded expression not only failed to satisfy her as the director, but also failed to evoke positive emotions in the audience.

"Tomatsu-kun, how about we take a break before filming?"

She put down her camera and spoke cautiously to the person in front of her.

“What we’re filming now is Konno An and Kashiwabara Hikaru’s past memories, and it should convey a pure and beautiful feeling to the audience… Your current state is somewhat inappropriate.”

“…Hmm.” Tomatsu Yuka forced a smile, took two deep breaths, and said, “Let me adjust myself a bit more.”

"Don't adjust it."

Standing next to her, Jun Matsue decisively said, "You're not in the right condition for a shoot today."

It was past 2 p.m., and they had been filming around Fujimori High School for over an hour, but they hadn't even finished filming the first scene they had planned.

The smile on the girl's face vanished instantly; she lowered her head, hiding her expression in the shadows.

Natsumi Imokawa, standing to the side, held a camera, looking flustered and at a loss. The atmosphere was already very tense.

“Ha…” Jun Matsueda sighed and took the hand of the girl beside him.

Tomatsu Yuka's body trembled slightly. She looked up, her expression somewhat surprised.

“I didn’t mean to criticize you.” The boy looked into her eyes. “Filming isn’t a job. Nobody’s asking you to be in top form today.”

He then turned to Natsumi Imokawa and asked, "Let's stop filming today. It shouldn't have any impact, right?"

"It's okay!" the girl quickly waved her hand. "There's still plenty of time. I still have a lot of footage to edit."

"Let's stop filming here for today." Jun Matsue looked to his side; the girl, whose hand he was holding, showed no intention of resisting.

"I'll talk to Tomatsu again."