Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"Dating isn't like a restaurant with reservations."

"So you don't want to make a promise with me?" the girl asked, pursing her lips in dissatisfaction. "How can you give me a sense of security like this?"

“…If I were to consider dating again after breaking up with Tomatsu, there would be no other possible partner besides you,” Jun Matsueda explained.

He was unwilling to make a promise with the girl simply because he didn't want to prematurely depict certain prospects—a lesson he learned from his own relationship with his senior.

"I don't care, I'm still not satisfied," Mochizuki Haruka said angrily. "I didn't do anything wrong. If Matsue wants me to change, he has to pay the price. He has to make me feel safe enough!"

Jun Matsue looked out the window in front of his desk. A few dark shadows swept across the unchanging night, whether they were crows or bats, he couldn't tell.

"Then what do you want?" He chose to give in to the girl.

“…I need to continue studying tonight.” Mochizuki Haruka stood up from the bedside. “You have to stay with me.”

“It’s not just about being there for me,” the girl added. “You have to hold me and let me sit on your lap.”

"This...isn't this a bit inappropriate?" The boy gripped the blanket on the bed, leaving several creases.

"What's wrong with that?" she asked, frowning. "If he won't even hold me while I study, how can he be believable when he says I'm the only potential romantic partner and he wants me by his side in college?"

“…Okay.” Jun Matsue nodded and stood up.

The girl stood in front of the desk, looking at him eagerly. The boy silently took a few deep breaths, preparing himself mentally.

Just as he was about to sit down, Mochizuki Haruka's stomach rumbled loudly.

"Didn't you eat dinner properly?" Jun Matsue turned his head.

The girl standing to the side turned her head, her earlobes slightly red, "I drank milk tea and ate snacks while shopping with them, so I'm not very hungry."

"Let's go downstairs and buy some oden." The boy immediately stood up, with Mochizuki blocking his way.

"No way! You'll definitely try to back out when you get back!"

“When have I ever cheated on you?” Jun Matsuoka said in a deliberately gentle tone. “You can only study properly if you’re full. You have to listen to me on this matter.”

"...Then buy it and eat it, then start studying immediately when you get back."

"no problem."

"Then let's go." The girl pouted and turned to walk out the door.

"Wait a minute." Jun Matsue picked up the baseball jacket hanging in the room and draped it over her shoulders. "It's cold at night, and you're not dressed warmly enough. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Mochizuki Haruka put on her coat and tugged at the thin white straps on her shoulders.

"Is it because you're possessive and don't want others to see me?"

The boy didn't answer, so it was taken as a yes.

Chapter 530 Teasing

At 9:42 p.m., a boy and a girl stood in front of an oden stall at the crossroads.

The traffic lights behind them flickered lonely in the night, and a cool breeze brushed against their faces.

"Please give me a skewer of seaweed, a sukiyaki pouch, two slices of radish, konjac noodles, fish cakes, and fried tofu..."

Jun Matsueda looked at the girl beside him, "Would you like anything else to eat?"

"That's enough." Mochizuki Haruka glanced at him, then tucked her neck into the collar of her baseball uniform, savoring her blissful breath—Matsue had ordered all her favorite foods.

"Takeaway or eat here?" The stall owner asked the young couple in front of him without looking up as he packed oden into a bag.

"Take it away, thank you." The girl answered quickly, glancing at the boy beside her with eyes like a female leopard wary of her prey escaping.

Jun Matsue didn't speak, but took a few more breaths of the cool outdoor air, trying to cool down his brain in advance.

"Seven hundred yen in total~"

After paying and receiving the oden, the two turned to leave. They waited for a few seconds at the traffic light, and just as they were about to cross the zebra crossing, Mochizuki Haruka suddenly spoke.

"Switch the pine branch to hold the oden in the other hand."

The boy switched the bag to his left hand, and his free right hand was immediately grasped—the girl's palm was slightly cool, and the soft, smooth touch surrounded his four fingers.

"It's a bit cold," she said softly, turning her head to look at the other side of the road.

“I haven’t broken up with him yet.” Jun Matsueda struggled symbolically for a moment, then gripped her hand even tighter.

"What does it matter?" Mochizuki Haruka's voice rose a little. "You'll be holding me while you study later, so what's wrong with holding my hand now!"

So Jun Matsue stopped talking and let the girl lead him up to the fifth floor. They only let go of each other's hands when the boy went into the kitchen and put the oden into a bowl.

Carrying the oden out of the kitchen, Jun Matsueda placed the bowl on the table and said, "Let's eat here."

"It's getting late, why don't you bring your books over and study while you eat?"

“Then you have to hold me and feed me.” Mochizuki Haruka stared straight at him.

"……Row."

Watching the girl walk into the bedroom, the boy breathed a sigh of relief. Studying at the dining table basically eliminated the possibility of studying in bed.

Mochizuki Haruka quickly left the bedroom with her workbooks, textbooks, and pencil case. She even brought along some books that weren't really useful, so as not to give herself a chance to get off Matsuji's lap.

Jun Matsueda was already seated at the table. He pushed the oden aside and watched as the girl placed the book in front of him, then lifted her buttocks and sat on his lap.

Mochizuki Haruka had already taken off her coat, still wearing that pure white tank top on top and the kind of black lounge shorts that girls most commonly wear, only covering a short section of her thighs.

Jun Matsue was also wearing shorts after taking a shower, so he naturally felt the softness and delicacy of the girl's skin.

Mochizuki Haruka, who had just sat down, seemed a little nervous. She shifted her position and adjusted her seat.

"Don't move around, hurry up and study." The boy quickly grabbed her slender waist with one hand. The fabric of the suspenders was particularly thin and smooth, and the warmth of the girl's waist could be clearly felt by his fingertips.

“…I understand.” Mochizuki Haruka turned her head to look behind her, her cheeks flushed with excitement and shyness.

"Don't lean back in your chair, press closer to me."

"Is it alright?"

"What I wanted was a hug! I'm already being kind by not letting you reach out and hug me," the girl huffed in dissatisfaction.

"If you don't come closer, do you think it's comfortable for me to sit on your lap without a backrest?"

Clearing his mind and recalling the scene of being exposed to the cold wind at the intersection, Jun Matsue leaned forward and pressed his back against hers.

Mochizuki Haruka's body fell into the boy's arms like a beautiful doll, her soft thighs, tight waist, and slender back fitting snugly against his body.

Even tank tops and shorts cannot completely block out this wonderful tactile sensation; they can only serve as a spice of the experience.

“It’s time to study,” Jun Matsue said with a straight face. He had already started to recall the scene of walking home from school on a typhoon day to distract himself.

“…Oh.” The girl smoothed her hair, picked up her pen, and lowered her head.

"Pine branch, remember to feed me oden."

The boy then came to his senses, reached out his right hand to the oden placed to the side, and took out a skewer of seaweed.

After all the water droplets on the seaweed skewer had dripped into the bowl, he handed the seaweed to the girl and gently placed his left hand under her chin.

Mochizuki Haruka slightly raised her head, took a small bite of seaweed, and ate it slowly and carefully.

"The taste is not bad~"

Matsueda Jun maintained this posture while looking at the girl in his arms. Mochizuki was much shorter than him, so he had to look down to confirm her exact location in order to feed her accurately.

The clothes she wore at home were just the right amount of looseness, and when she looked down, she caught a glimpse of what was underneath the girl's tank top.

Her delicately defined collarbones, her radiant white skin, and the adorable rise and fall of her chest—

The curves were partially obscured by the halter top, allowing only a glimpse of light pink to be seen.

Before his mind was clouded by desire, Jun Matsue forced himself to turn his head and look at the oden in the bowl beside him.

The beef broth that overflows when the sukiyaki pouch is bitten open, the tender, sweet, and melt-in-your-mouth white radish, the chewy konjac noodles...

He tried to focus on the steaming hot food and nothing else.

"The seaweed is finished." Mochizuki Haruka tilted her head back and twisted her waist to remind him.

"Just tell me directly, don't do anything else."

The boy's voice was a little hoarse. The girl glanced at him playfully and silently raised the corners of her lips.

The feeding of oden continued, and after finishing each item, Mochizuki Haruka would vigorously twist her slender waist. Perhaps because of the calories in the food, she would also restlessly turn her body, mainly using her thighs and buttocks to massage the firm and powerful muscles below her.

The girl had finished eating the oden, but hadn't learned much. Still wanting more, she leaned back against the boy and blew air into his bangs.

"You must be feeling very uncomfortable."

"You can release it if you want, okay?"

"However, I don't welcome that unpleasant middle way. If you can't stand it, just go inside me." The girl stuck out her bright red tongue.

"Have you finished studying?" Jun Matsuoka asked through gritted teeth.

As Mochizuki listened to the heavy breathing beside her, she twisted her lower body and began grinding against her own cushion.

It's supposed to be a soft cushion, but it has something hotter and harder than oden.

Can we continue?

The boy immediately grabbed the girl's waist with both hands, picked her up and placed her on the table, then walked towards the entrance.

"It's getting late, you should get some rest." He slammed the metal door shut with a loud bang.

That night, neither the cold shower nor the physical exercise had any effect, and Jun Matsue had an extremely beautiful dream.

When he woke up the next morning, he quietly went into the bathroom, took a shower, and changed his underwear.

Chapter 531 The Prelude to the Golden Week

On Friday, April 25th, Mochizuki Haruka and her group of vibrant, sexy girls walked together in the hallway, each with an ice cream in hand.

The girls dispersed at the end of the corridor. Before going up to the fourth floor, Rion waved to her companions.

See you at noon!

Bye-bye, see you at noon~

She turned around and skipped up the stairs. The lively and sexy girl turned around on the middle platform and looked at the aloof black-haired girl.

"You've been free to leave the classroom again these past few days, haven't you?" Rion asked cheerfully.

Mochizuki Haruka nodded. "Since I don't want to take the Tokyo University entrance exam anymore, I'll naturally have more time."

"I support you!" The girl nodded energetically. "I've been too shy to tell Mochizuki-chan this, but I've always felt that Tokyo University isn't right for you. I feel like there are so many weirdos there~"

The girl didn't speak, but simply licked the hazelnut chocolate cone in her hand.

The two went up to the fourth floor. Before entering the classroom, the hot girl suddenly leaned close to her and asked mysteriously.

"Mochizuki wanted to apply to the University of Tokyo because of Matsueda, right? What should she do now?"

Mochizuki Haruka glanced at her, a hint of confident arrogance appearing on her calm face. "It's not like you can only date if you're in the same university."

"Eh... what about Yuka-san?" Rion's eyes darted around curiously.

Tomatsu Tomoka is still Matsueda Jun's girlfriend.

"Anyway, it's none of my business." With those words, the girl walked into the classroom.

There was no one at Matsueda Jun's seat, so she placed the Hokkaido milk ice cream she was holding on the boy's desk.

"Where did the pine branch go?" Mochizuki Haruka asked Tomatsu Yuka, who was standing next to her with her head down in a daze, without any hesitation.

"...She must be chatting with Aya-chan on the balcony." The girl snapped out of her reverie and turned a page of her textbook.

Mochizuki Haruka remained silent, standing beside the boy's desk and silently observing her rival.

This guy has been a bit absent-minded lately, perhaps because he feels powerless in the face of an inevitable breakup.

But she had no sympathy for Tomatsu Yuka; there could only be one winner. The girl returned to her seat and looked out at the bright spring sunshine.

However, Mochizuki Haruka had no interest in mocking anyone, because she had already tasted the bitterness of defeat herself.

On the balcony at the end of the corridor, Jun Matsueda and the girls around him basked in the sunlight.

"Our light music club was super popular during this year's club recruitment! It's all thanks to our performance!" Aya Miyamura waved her arms excitedly, as if holding a microphone.

"This is the third time I've heard you mention the welcome performance..." The boy yawned, the warm sunshine making him feel a little sleepy.