Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"Should I withdraw from the competition? My health is more important, isn't it?"

"I'm mainly a bit lacking in energy." Jun Matsueda hid the empty energy drink behind his back.

"If a senior student could hug me, I might be able to get back into the swing of things."

"..." Yamami Maki was stunned for a moment before she realized what he meant. She glared at him with embarrassment and annoyance, but Matsueda Jun only felt the girl's tender affection.

"Don't joke around with your body anymore!" she said, pouting.

"I'm sorry," Matsueda Jun apologized with a smile. "So, what was your answer, senpai?"

“…Matsueda-san has worked very hard too.” Yami Maki lowered her head, but still couldn’t hide the blush that had crept onto her cheeks.

"This is a one-time exception."

The girl moved closer to him, and the two pressed gently against each other. It wasn't actual contact, but they could still feel each other's body temperature.

Like two clumsy penguins, they huddled together for warmth in the summer shade.

Chapter 326 Her charm speaks for itself

The cicadas chirping in the forest seemed to urge the two people who were pressed together, but Jun Matsue paid no attention.

"...Don't hug me for too long, okay?" Yami Maki tried to pull herself out of the whirlpool of happiness.

Matsueda Jun took a step back, admiring the girl's bright red earlobes. "Is this considered a hug? We didn't even reach out our hands?"

That's why their postures look like clumsy penguins, and the sparrows on the wall laugh at them loudly.

"That's something only couples can do..."

The girl placed her hands on her chest, looking at him warily and shyly.

“Let’s wait until we’re a couple before doing it,” Jun Matsue said with a smile.

He wasn't in a hurry to develop a real relationship with the girl, and the senior's coy and accommodating attitude was equally captivating.

Moreover, this kind of innocent and clumsy love is what we should cherish most at this age. Jun Matsue truly felt that his life was gradually turning into a beautiful rose color.

However, in reality, this hazy and ambiguous color was not solely the work of Yamami Maki. It's just that at this moment, this guy named Matsueda Jun was like a camel burying its head in the sand, temporarily unwilling to think about the existence of others.

"It's time to go back," the girl whispered. Jun followed her to the edge of the building's shadow; one more step and the noisy sunlight would be there.

"I'll go back first." Yami Maki glanced at the boy behind her. "Matsueda-kun, you can leave later."

Feeling like they were having an affair, Jun Matsue didn't say anything. He watched as his senior waved her hand behind her back and stepped into the sunlight.

Sitting in the classroom, Mochizuki Haruka turned on her phone and waited for the voice call to connect.

"Hello?" A boy's clear voice came through the receiver, the surrounding environment was somewhat noisy.

"Where is Matsugi? Why hasn't she come back yet?" Mochizuki Haruka looked at Tomatsu Yuka in the distance. The girl was supporting a girl with a tired face beside her as they walked towards the camp.

“I’m bringing some ice cream for Sakamuro and the others. There are a few people in line,” Jun Matsueda said, standing in the queue in front of the vending machine.

"It's almost my turn to compete," the girl emphasized again.

"I'll be back soon."

Mochizuki Haruka hung up the phone and looked at the slender legs standing in front of her—the class uniform for Class 6 consisted of black shorts with blue trim, a fitted style that not only made exercise easier but also highlighted the girl's graceful figure.

She looked up and met the gaze of the owner of the fair legs.

"Didn't Matsueda stay in the classroom to rest?" Tomatsu Yuka looked around the camp but couldn't find Matsueda Jun.

“He went to buy ice cream.” Mochizuki Haruka stretched her leg forward, gesturing for the guy blocking her view to move aside.

"..." Tomatsu Yuka frowned slightly and looked at the opposite track. Yamami Maki was sitting in her classroom, fanning herself with a small fan. Her face was flushed, and she seemed to be feeling a bit hot.

The girl relaxed her brows, at least it had nothing to do with her senior. She sat down at the other end of the cushion, waiting for her beloved to return.

Jun Matsue walked into the sunshade carrying a plastic bag. He saw Ken Sakamuro and the others on the way. Several ice creams had already been taken by the boys. He walked up to Yuka Tomatsu and shook the bag in his hand.

"Does Tomatsu want some ice cream?"

"Thank you, Matsueda-kun~" The girl smiled sweetly and took out a vanilla ice cream cone from the bag.

On the other side, Mochizuki Haruka looked at him with dissatisfaction, and Matsueda Jun shrugged, "It's best not to eat anything spicy before a match."

That sounded reasonable. The girl turned her head, and Jun Matsueda placed the plastic bag next to Yuka Tomatsu. "Tomatsu, give the rest of the ice cream to the other girls."

Tomatsu Yuka nodded, picked up her bag, and walked towards the girls who had been eagerly watching her. A cheer erupted in the camp.

"Let's go." Jun Matsueda stood in front of the girl who was sulking to herself. "Isn't it almost your turn to check in?"

"You're punctual." Mochizuki Haruka obediently got up, raised her arm to grab the ponytail at the back of her head, and prepared to tie it into a bun. Although Matsueda liked the high ponytail, it would affect her high jump performance, so it was better to tie it up for now.

When the girl raised her arm, the short sleeves of her class uniform naturally drooped down a little. The sleeves of the dark blue tracksuit were not long, and given the height difference between Mochizuki Haruka and Matsueda Jun, the boy naturally saw skin that was rarely seen on ordinary days.

The girl's armpits were hairless and clean, with only slight indentations. The skin was fair and delicate, showing no color difference compared to her arms. Jun Matsuoka didn't have any particular fetishes in this regard; he glanced at her and then looked away.

Perhaps some people don't actually like armpits, but rather the taboo feeling of suddenly seeing a hidden part revealed, he guessed, trying to forget the light blue of the girl's bra.

"Pine branches aren't for armpits..." the girl thought regretfully, her hair neatly tied in a bun.

Arriving at the high jump field, Jun Matsue watched the girl in front of him bend over and lift her legs, preparing to warm up.

"Are you good at high jump?" He looked at the long pole in the center of the field.

"Am I good at it or not?" Mochizuki Haruka said casually, standing on tiptoe and stretching her arms straight up.

"Anyway, ever since junior high school, I've always chosen high jump when signing up for the sports meet every year."

The girl's body wasn't voluptuous, but it had a unique curve. She wasn't particularly tall, but her perfectly proportioned slender waist and legs made up for it. In short, she looked very attractive.

"So even if I want to conquer something stronger than myself, this body can handle it, right?" She glanced at the boy next to her.

The girl officially took the stage. Jun Matsue walked to the side of the court and stood next to the girl holding the scoreboard. The long pole became a dot in front of him. He squinted at it and saw that the support frame had the markings for the past written on it as 1.69 meters.

He was definitely taller than Mochizuki. He looked at the girl standing on the side of the field, preparing for her run-up.

A gust of wind blew, ruffling Wang Yueyao's bangs. She raised her arm to signal the referee to begin, and then started walking.

At first, her steps were almost leaping, the girl's steps were light and quick, like a deer darting through the forest. Then her stride length decreased and her pace quickened, and she ran from the side to the front of the railing.

Wang Yueyao stretched out her right arm, used the momentum to turn around, and jumped up in a backflip style, stretching her body freely above the railing.

As he reached the highest point, everything seemed to slow down, and Jun Matsue watched the sunlight shine on Yoru Mochizuki's upturned face.

The girl's expression remained indifferent, her thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hem of her short sleeves revealed her firm abdomen, her radiant white skin like the glow of a goddess.

Once her slender waist had passed the railing, the girl's graceful body curves contracted appropriately, and her long legs lifted, like a mermaid entering the water, landing on the soft cushion.

Mochizuki Haruka used the strength of her back to spring up, nimbly rolling to her feet on the soft mat. She casually untied her hair, letting her high ponytail fall down again, her delicate chin slightly raised, exuding a touch of elegant arrogance.

“So beautiful…” The young recorder standing nearby spoke for Jun Matsueda. He coughed twice and reminded the staff to report the results.

The girl snapped out of her daze. "You're 1.69 meters tall. Shall we continue?"

Mochizuki Haruka shook her head and walked to the boy's side.

"Won't you try something higher?" Jun Matsue asked.

"This is already the best result." The girl stood beside him, took off her hair tie, and tied her hair up again.

"I'm not sure if it's going to be even higher. If it fails, it won't look as good."

Mochizuki looked at him and gathered her loose black hair.

"Can you feel my charm?"

"These kinds of things lose their appeal if you say them out loud."

Mochizuki Haruka glared at him angrily, and Matsueda Jun laughed.

He already knew about the girl's unique and charming qualities.

Chapter 327 A Race Using Borrowed Objects, The Person I Like

"Hu-hu-"

A heavy breathing sound echoed on the track.

The 1500-meter race was the last event of the morning and the final individual race. Everyone gathered around the track to cheer on the runners.

The boy in the dark blue tracksuit maintained his steady pace. Now on his third lap, he stood tall and overtook the last person in front of him who was exhausted.

"Finally, I got to the ring toss..." Ken Sakamuro said, dangling an ice cream stick from his mouth. It was a gift from Jun Matsueda, who had suddenly become kind enough to buy it for him.

"Songzhi's stamina is truly terrifying."

"You're only realizing this now?" Sugisaki, standing next to him, held the hand of his classmate girlfriend. "You should have noticed it when he steadily overtook me in first place in the 400 meters."

"I thought you were just bad at it..." Ken Sakamuro said quietly, making sure Keiko on the other side didn't hear him. He wasn't as clueless as Sugisaki.

"...As if you weren't beaten by him during the Winter Cup training session." The boy's dissatisfied words were drowned out by the shouts around him.

"Last lap! Good luck, Pine Branch!"

"Songzhichong!"

Tomatsu Tomoka and Mochizuki Haruka stood at the front of the crowd. Tomatsu Tomoka was very enthusiastic in shouting, while Mochizuki Haruka only waved when Matsueda Jun passed in front of her and casually pushed aside Tomatsu Tomoka's arm that was blocking her way.

Maki Yamami and Natsumi Imokawa stood behind the two girls. The girl with the camera had just jogged in from the other side of the track. She wanted to photograph Jun Matsueda crossing the finish line, and thankfully, her senior made room for her, otherwise the girl's camera would have been crushed.

The leading boy passed by the girls, and the whistle blew for the final lap. Matsueda Jun took his first stride and began his sprint.

"Can he still charge?" The crowd exclaimed in surprise again, and Tomatsu Yuka's face showed a proud smile.

When the 1,500-meter race started, she was a little worried about the boys' stamina—Matsueda Jun's starting speed was not fast, and he was only in the middle of the pack, but he maintained his starting speed and ran from the first bend all the way to the last lap, and now he can even accelerate to sprint.

His pace quickened, and the wind he generated swept past Matsueda Jun as he walked along with the various faces of the onlookers. He quickly completed another lap, and the finish line was now in sight.

The boy was sweating profusely, and the muscle contours of his arms and shoulders became particularly distinct under the sunlight and the reflection of the sweat. It was the most rugged and primal beauty of masculinity that attracted everyone's attention.

"Songzhi! Songzhi!" People standing on the playground crowded behind the track, calling his name. Girls were also in the excited crowd, looking at him with excitement and joy.

The feeling of running for others seemed a little better than he had imagined. He and the girl behind Tomatsu Yuka made eye contact.

Maki Yamami stood in the second row of the crowd, next to Natsumi Imokawa, who was holding a camera. The senior's eyes were filled with innocent and lovely joy, just like when she stood in the audience and watched the boys on stage perform with great enthusiasm.

Tomatsu Yuka watched Matsueda Jun sprint forward. When the boy's gaze fell on her, the girl's first reaction was that Matsueda-kun was looking at her. However, she soon realized that this was an illusion.

Turning her head in the direction of the boy's gaze, the girl saw the raised camera positioned between Maki Yamami and Natsumi Imokawa.

But does Matsueda look at the camera with such expressive eyes...?

As she turned back with these questions in mind, Jun Matsueda had already raised his arms and crossed the finish line. Tomatsu Yuka didn't have time to think before she was surrounded by the crowd and brought to the boy's side.

Amidst cheers that echoed across the playground, the morning's individual competitions finally came to a close.

"I'm really a bit tired now..." Jun Matsue sat in the cafeteria, putting a large spoonful of beef bowl into his mouth.

Rice mixed with the rich yolk of a soft-boiled egg and vegetable sauce, chewed together with beef, brings the most simple and satisfying feeling after exercise.

"Matsueda-kun, you've worked hard~" Tomatsu Yuka, sitting across from me, said with a smile, "Would you like some extra food? I still have some tamagoyaki here."

The girl ate the bento she brought herself. She had thought about making a bento for Matsueda Jun during the sports meet, but doing such a thing before becoming lovers might have the opposite effect, so Tomatsu Yuka gave up after careful consideration.

Jun Matsueda shook his head. "Eating too much at once will put a strain on your stomach."

And the senior student was sitting at the next table, so he had to be aware of that.

"Jun-ge looks a bit too handsome today," Miyamura Aya, sitting next to the boy, said with a grin. "A lot of girls in our class have said they want your contact information."

As soon as Caijiang finished speaking, the senior students' eyes were drawn to her, and the girl had no choice but to lower her head guiltily and deal with the udon noodles in her bowl.

The girls were sitting at a long table made up of two tables pushed together. Matsueda Jun was opposite Mochizuki Haruka, Tomatsu Yuka and Yamami Maki, and next to him were Miyamura Aya and Imokawa Natsumi.

This seating arrangement is satisfactory to everyone. Aya will definitely sit next to Jun, and neither Mochizuki Haruka nor Tomatsu Yuka will sit in the other seat next to Matsueda Jun. Senpai would certainly not do something that would make her the target of everyone's criticism.

Therefore, having Natsumi Imokawa sit next to Jun Matsueda was actually the best choice. The girl, who was holding a camera and following the group, unknowingly managed to snag a bargain.

"If Songzhi is too tired, should we change the person for the relay this afternoon?"

Mochizuki Haruka put down her phone. She had just sent her aunt a video of herself doing a high jump, which Matsueda Jun had casually filmed.

"It's alright, I can rest after lunch." Jun Matsue drank his miso soup. "Besides, the afternoon's activities are all group activities, so it's relatively easy."

"It was quite busy this morning," Tomatsu Yuka sighed. Matsueda Jun had two matches, and she was basically in charge of arranging the class's work. If she wanted to chat with Matsueda Jun, she had to sneak away from her busy schedule to find an opportunity.

"Your class must be quite busy, right?" She looked at the girl beside her, and Yami Maki's chopsticks paused.

"It's alright." The senior looked at the plum on the rice with tea in her bowl. "It's the third year of the sports meet. Everyone is very experienced. There's nothing that I need to pay special attention to."