Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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This typhoon wasn't particularly strong; at least the trains weren't delayed. Compared to what Jun Matsuoka experienced last year, it was a minor incident.

After getting off the bus, he first sent a message to Yosuke Kuraki, saying that the girl was going to work as usual today and wouldn't be able to go home until the evening.

So he sent another message to Yamami Maki, but she was probably taking a nap and hadn't replied yet.

"Is Tsun-kun messaging his senior again?" Tomatsu Yuka, who was standing next to him, suddenly leaned over and saw the boy's chat interface.

“We chat every day…” The girl’s tone was filled with a deep sense of sorrow, drawing the attention of passersby.

The wind and rain outside the station were even fiercer than when they set off, forcing Jun Matsueda to walk forward with his umbrella. The weight on his arm grew stronger, and the boy initially thought Tomatsu Yuka was still angry about the chat history he had just glimpsed. However, when he turned his head, he realized that the girl's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and she seemed somewhat disoriented.

"Tomatsu?" Jun Matsueda stopped and touched the girl's forehead; it was somewhat cold.

Tomatsu Yuka mumbled a few responses, hugging him even tighter. The boy had no choice but to quicken his pace and head towards the upscale apartment building by the Zenpukuji River.

When the girl regained consciousness, the sound of wind and rain had subsided considerably. She opened her eyes and saw the familiar front door of her apartment building.

Where did you put the key?

The boy's voice rang in Tomatsu's ears, and she realized that she was leaning against Matsueda Jun's shoulder as he rummaged through her schoolbag.

The girl took out her key from the pocket of her school uniform skirt and opened the door. As expected, the door was empty. She walked in, her steps a little unsteady, and the boy behind her quickly supported her.

"So tired... my head is spinning..."

"You didn't sleep at all last night, did you?" Jun Matsue frowned. "You need to change out of your wet clothes, take a shower, and get some rest."

After making contact, he found that the girl's body temperature was still normal. It was likely that her emotional fluctuations, coupled with insomnia and being caught in the rain, had led to physical and mental exhaustion.

However, Tomatsu Yuka just lay on the sofa without making any move. Matsueda Jun looked at the curled-up and trembling girl and sighed again.

"What a foolish act..."

A few minutes later, he carried the girl into the bathroom. The bathtub was full of hot water, which was emitting steam. Perhaps feeling the warmth, Tomatsu Yuka opened her eyes.

"Matsueda-kun?"

Her coat had been removed, leaving her only in a soaking wet, clinging short-sleeved shirt and school uniform skirt. Jun Matsue placed the girl on a chair by the bathtub.

"Now that you're awake, could you take off your clothes and get into the bathtub yourself?"

Tomatsu Yuka nodded and began unbuttoning her shirt. The boy left the bathroom; he was going to the kitchen to make some sugar water.

However, after waiting for a while, there was no movement in the bathroom. Matsueda Jun hurriedly opened the frosted glass door and saw a naked girl sitting in a chair.

Tomatsu Yuka turned slightly to his side, the water droplets on her skin glistening under the light, her fair and slender arms unable to conceal her beautiful breasts, and her lower body revealing only a fleeting glimpse of alluring curves.

Only after the boy barged in did she stand up, hold onto the edge of the bathtub, and sit down with some difficulty.

"Am I ahead of the senior students now?" she asked, turning her head.

Jun Matsuoka had already closed the door, leaving only one comment.

"Fool."

Unfortunately, she really didn't have any strength left. The girl, who had regained some energy, soaked in the bathtub and thought regretfully.

When the girl walked into the living room wrapped in a bath towel, the sweet aroma of red bean soup wafted from the kitchen.

"I only had red beans in the fridge, so I made this for you. If you're still hungry after you finish this, you can order takeout."

Jun Matsue stood at the apartment door, preparing to leave.

Tomatsu's apartment is quite large, and the distance from the living room to the entrance is obviously too far for Tomatsu Yuka to keep up with in her current physical condition, so she had no choice but to call out.

"Matsueda-kun!"

The boy looked at her without saying anything.

"Is it only at times like this that you show me a little concern?" the girl asked softly.

Jun Matsueda gave her one last look before closing the apartment door.

Tomatsu Yuka sighed. She went back to her room to change into her pajamas, then took out the bowl of red bean soup from the kitchen and sipped it slowly.

Halfway through her drink, the phone on the sofa rang. The girl put down her spoon and answered the call.

"Yuhua, are you alright? Do you need your mother to come home and take care of you?" It was a woman's concerned voice on the phone.

"It's nothing, I just didn't sleep well last night and got caught in the rain today."

Tomatsu Yuka hadn't even eaten breakfast, but the girl didn't want her mother to worry. After answering the woman's question, she realized something.

How did Mom find out about these things?

"A guy just called me and asked for our house number..."

"Is it that Songzhi classmate you like?" The woman's tone was somewhat complicated.

The girl then realized that Jun Matsueda hadn't asked her about the route from the station to the apartment, or even her current phone number.

Tomatsu Yuka stared at the soft, shapeless red beans in the bowl. This was not the way boys preferred to cook them, but rather the flavor she liked.

That's why, when I made sakura mochi for the first time, another girl pointed out that the red bean filling inside was too delicate.

She hung up the phone with a strange feeling, and at the same time, the doorbell rang in the entryway.

Tomatsu Yuka didn't seem surprised. She drank two more spoonfuls of red bean soup before leisurely walking to the entrance and opening the front door.

Mochizuki Haruka appeared before her, holding a magnificent long-handled umbrella. The girl walked into the house, turned around, and glanced at her.

"It seems he cares about you quite a bit."

Chapter 387 Encirclement

Mochizuki Haruka walked inside and brushed past Tomatsu Tomoka.

She leaned the long-handled umbrella against the corner of the entryway. Tomatsu Yuka glanced at the exquisite umbrella handle carved with a silver cat's head, then turned and followed the girl into the living room.

"Are you satisfied after looking at it for so long?"

Tomatsu Tomoka knew very well that ever since she stormed out of the coffee shop yesterday, whether she was questioning her senior, talking with Matsue in the archives, or being taken home by Matsue, Mochizuki Haruka had been watching coldly in her own way.

But the girl ignored her words and went into the kitchen on her own. After a while, she came out with a bowl of steaming red bean soup.

"Hey." Tomatsu Yuka's expression wasn't very happy; Matsueda Jun had only cooked two bowls of soup for her.

"Shouldn't you thank me properly?" Mochizuki Haruka slowly took a sip of red bean soup, her brows furrowing slightly.

Her tastes in this area have become similar to those of boys, and she no longer likes these soft, mushy red beans that have lost their shape.

"Thank you for ruining the relationship between the three of us?" Tomatsu Yuka immediately retorted. "Is this your goal? I did a great job, didn't I?"

The girl had long known that she had become Mochizuki Haruka's weapon, but she did not regret it—she had not even finished venting her resentment.

Mochizuki Haruka took another sip of red bean soup. She hadn't been in a good mood while waiting outside. The thought of Tomatsu Yuka doing something to Matsue made her want to have her bodyguards break down the door and rush in.

“I’m certainly happy that coward Maki Yami has been punished.”

The girl looked up at Tomatsu Yuka, who was expressionless in front of her, "But that's not my main purpose."

"I just want to know how much you still mean to Songzhi."

Tomatsu Yuka put down her spoon, blinked, and quickly understood Mochizuki Haruka's thoughts.

If even this fails to change Matsueda Jun and Yamami Maki's attitude, their feelings will only become stronger, which will only make things more troublesome for the unwilling girls.

The pleasure of destruction is only temporary; what's more important than destruction is how to use this opportunity to disturb the hearts of both people.

"That's why I said, it seems Songzhi cares about you quite a bit." The girl smiled.

Since Tomatsu Tomoka still exists in Matsueda Jun's heart, Mochizuki Haruka believes that her own importance will only become heavier.

Therefore, we can't let the pine branches continue to be so carefree and sweet...

She scooped up a spoonful of red beans, put them in her mouth, and chewed slowly.

We must create opportunities and then seize them.

After finishing the warm red bean soup, Mochizuki Haruka picked up the umbrella placed in the entryway. She had only come in to make sure that the two people in the house hadn't done anything strange before, and now it was time to leave.

Before closing the metal door, she spoke to the girl sitting in the living room with her back to her.

"I hope you can cause your senior a little more trouble."

Tomatsu Yuka didn't say anything, but just waved her hand, signaling her to leave quickly.

The girls don't cooperate, but when faced with a common enemy, their goals are aligned.

After the door closed, Tomatsu Yuka lay down on the table, turning her head to look at the broken red beans stuck to the rim of the bowl.

"I'm so tired..."

The girl sighed deeply, got up, and threw the bowl into the kitchen sink. She had no desire to wash the dishes; she just wanted to rest.

Two minutes later, Tomatsu Yuka curled up in the blankets, watching the torrential rain pouring down outside the French windows, leaving shimmering traces in the unlit room.

I won't message Matsue-san today... the girl thought, staring at the ceiling.

This was her little act of revenge.

Just before falling asleep, Tomatsu Yuka felt herself crying again.

She touched her cheek and realized it was just her imagination.

It was a clear premonition—that the time in a young girl's youth, paved with love and friendship, had finally come to a complete end.

This was true for both Tomatsu Tomoka and Yamami Maki.

Yamami Maki stared at the dark ceiling. She hadn't turned on the lights either, and the curtains were drawn in the room, so she couldn't see the light and shadow of the rain. She could only hear the dense sound of rain falling.

The girl's afternoon nap had long ended, and her fever had subsided. Instead of getting out of bed immediately as usual, she silently stared blankly with her eyes open.

She didn't sleep well last night either; her dreams were filled with Tomatsu Yuka's sobbing questions, and the sight of her junior crying so hard woke Yamami Maki countless times.

Did Yuka go to school today? The thought flashed through the girl's mind, and then she remembered that her phone, which was on her bedside table, seemed to have received a message notification.

A pale arm emerged from under the covers. It hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone from the bedside table. The cool glow of the screen illuminated the girl's face.

Jun Matsue sent a message inquiring about her health, along with greetings from other classmates. The rabbit avatar in the chat list did not flash.

Yamami Maki breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt guilty for relaxing herself. She could only reply to Matsueda Jun's message in an attempt to numb herself.

"Thank you, Songzhi. I just woke up, and my fever has almost gone down. I should be fine."

The boy replied quickly, "I just got home too, and I'm about to have lunch."

"Huh?" The girl on the bed exclaimed in surprise. It was almost two o'clock already, how come Matsueda-kun had only just arrived home?

The next message in the chat box quickly answered her question: "Tomatsu contacted me."

Startled, Yamami Maki covered her phone with the blanket, only picking it up again a few seconds later.

"I'm not feeling well today, and I don't want to talk about this on the phone. Will you be coming to school tomorrow?"

"...It will come."

"Let's talk about it when we meet tomorrow?"

"Okay, thank you, Songzhi."

It was "Thank you, Matsueda-kun" again... Matsueda Jun looked at the message on his phone and sighed.

It seems that Tomatsu's matter is starting to affect his senior's attitude. He stuffed the rice ball he bought from the convenience store into his mouth and chewed it haphazardly.

Yamami Maki is someone who likes to compromise herself for the sake of others, and Matsueda Jun knows this well. Although this senior is excellent and cute, he still hopes that the girl can choose to be true to her own heart.

The desire for love is always manifested in changing oneself for the sake of others, or changing others for the sake of oneself.

So Jun Matsueda wanted to color Maki Yami's life with his own colors, and if the senior hesitated, he would help her make up her mind.

Feeling a bit dry in his mouth, he walked to the refrigerator, took out a milk, took a big gulp, and then stood there in a daze.

What will tomorrow bring? Even though Jun Matsueda had made up his mind, he still felt somewhat lost.

The boy turned to look out onto the balcony, where a howling typhoon was fiercely battering the city.

The chaotic storm has engulfed them.

Chapter 388 Differential Treatment

The next morning, it was still raining heavily when Jun Matsueda went out.

The typhoon had passed, leaving only gloomy clouds that continued to weave a storm. Jun Matsue did not ride his bicycle; instead, he walked into the school gate with an umbrella.