Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 2: Have I Become a Simulated Object?
In fact, this was not the first time that Matsueda Jun had seen Tomatsu Touka after taking a leave of absence from school.

During her 13-day absence from school, Tomatsu Tomoka knocked on his door four times, but each time he pretended not to be there.

This time was no exception. Jun Matsueda turned around and lay back on the bed, standing on tiptoe the whole time without making any noise.

He waited for a few minutes, but there was no sound of footsteps outside the door.

"Matsueda-kun, I know you are at home. Can we meet? I'm very worried about you." Tomatsu Tomoka knocked on the door again.

Jun Matsueda turned over to face the wall and curled up under the quilt.

"Are you here looking for pine branches?" He heard his neighbor's voice at the door.

"Yes, I haven't heard from Matsueda-kun for a long time, and I'm a little worried." The girl's voice was worried.

"He should be at home. I didn't hear him go out this afternoon."

Middle-aged women are so fussy and meticulous, he sighed in his bed.

Get out of bed, change clothes, and open the door.

"Mr. Tomatsu, I'm sorry! I was not feeling well and was sleeping, so I didn't hear the knock on the door." Matsueda Jun smiled at the two of them.

The curve of the boy's smile, carefully adjusted, is his best tool for being kind to others.

The neighbor's wife blushed a little. "Is Chunjun okay? Do you need any medicine? I have a medicine box at home. You can come and get it if you need it."

Matsueda Jun's smile remained unchanged: "It's okay, it's okay~ I just didn't sleep well last night. Thank you for your concern."

"Don't let the girls worry!" The wife waved her hand and left.

While the two were talking, Tomatsu Tomoka kept smiling and didn't say anything. Except for a moment when her eyes wandered when the neighbor called her "Jun-kun", she just silently looked at Matsueda Jun's face the rest of the time.

After the neighbor left, Tomatsu Tomoka spoke: "Matsueda-kun, I'm glad to see you. You haven't replied to my messages or answered my calls these past few days. I was really worried."

Tomatsu Tomoka wore a white dress that barely covered her knees. Her top was short-sleeved, revealing her smooth, slender arms. Her long, straight, black hair fell perfectly to her waist. Her hands were clasped behind her back, and her legs were pressed together, leaving no gap between them. She looked ladylike and delicate.

"Long time no see, Tomatsu-san. May I ask how you know my address? I don't think I've told it before." Matsueda Jun smiled gently.

"I asked Teacher Kominato, and she told me." The girl blinked, looking pure and innocent.

This was a lie, Matsueda Jun thought. He had moved once, but he hadn't told the teacher his new address.

Tomatsu Tomoka leaned towards Matsueda Jun, looked over Matsueda Jun's shoulder into the room, and the scent of lily of the valley reached his mind.

In order to keep some distance, Matsueda Jun could only take one or two steps back into the house, so Tomatsu Tomoka closed the door and went into the room without waiting for him to speak.

"Matsueda-kun, you must not have eaten well. This is a lunch box I made specially for you." The girl showed the box hidden behind her back.

Fortunately it wasn't the murder weapon.

At this point, Matsueda Jun had no choice but to take out the slippers and give them to her. "I'm sorry for making Tomatsu worry. I haven't been in a good mood recently, so I haven't contacted you. I'm sorry."

"Has she not contacted me, or has she not contacted anyone?" Tomatsu Yuka pressed, bending down to put on her slippers. If Matsueda Jun were behind her, he would have seen the graceful curves of her buttocks, but since he was in front of the girl, he could only see a glimpse of her full, white breasts as she lowered her head.

"I haven't contacted anyone because I'm in a bad mood." Matsueda Jun looked away, took out barley tea from the refrigerator, and handed it to the girl sitting on the sofa. "It's only barley tea. Sorry."

“That’s great, I love barley tea the most in summer,” Tomatsu Tomoka said, though Matsueda Jun couldn’t tell if she was telling the truth.

After taking a sip of barley tea, the girl straightened her posture and looked into Matsueda Jun's eyes: "Matsueda-kun, did I do something to upset you? If so, please tell me directly."

"No, Tomatsu-san, you're thinking too much. You have such a good personality, how could I be angry with you?" Matsueda Jun expressed his confusion.

"But you are so polite when talking to me now, just like when we first met." Tomatsu Tomoka put down the barley tea, suddenly grabbed Matsueda Jun's wrist, lowered her head in disappointment, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

"I told you I'm in a bad mood." Matsueda Jun took Matsutomoka's hand, his tone deliberately relaxed. He hadn't figured out how to confess to her, or rather, even if he did, he wouldn't believe her anymore.

"I hope the news I brought will cheer Matsueda-kun up! Kominato-sensei said your suspension is over and your punishment has been lifted! They said that after investigation, it was confirmed that there was no violation, so Matsueda-kun doesn't have to be bothered by rumors anymore, and the school will even apologize." Tomatsu Tomoka smiled happily, as if she herself had been proven innocent.

"That's really good news. I can go back to school next Monday." Today is already Friday.

Matsueda Jun suppressed his surprise. He knew, and Tomatsu Yuka knew, that the matter of him working as a hostess was definitely true, and now it had been clarified. How come I didn't know I hadn't done it?
"I heard that it was Mochizuki-san who provided the help."

"Which Mochizuki-san?" Matsueda Jun was confused.

"It's the young lady that everyone was talking about, the one you hooked up with." Tomatsu Tomoka smiled subtly, with one hand behind her back, clutching the hem of her skirt.

"I have nothing to do with her." Jun Matsueda waved his hand.

"Of course I believe it. After all, that's how Matsueda-kun looks like in school." She was the only one in Haneda High School who knew the perfect mask of this handsome boy.

Tomatsu Tomoka wanted to chat for a while longer, but Matsueda Jun didn't respond and hinted that he was not feeling well, so the girl had no choice but to leave.

Matsueda Jun walked Tomatsu Tomoka to the door and said he would finish his lunch box and not let her care go to waste. The girl's smile was blocked by the closed door.

Jun Matsueda immediately returned to the room and took out a pair of headphones to receive the signal from the bug.

The bug was very small, a little smaller than a button, and he stuck it on Tomatsu Tomoka's back when he saw her off.

This was bought from the detective uncle by Jun Matsueda when he was reporting a commission, and he spent all the money he earned from drinking with him.

Jun Matsueda put on headphones and the sound was a little fuzzy, but it didn't have much of an impact.

The sound of Tomatsu Tomoka's footsteps surrounded his ears, and he couldn't help but imagine the girl's elegant steps and graceful posture.

The sounds of footsteps, cars passing by, and supermarket discount announcements. He must still be on his way home, so I couldn't hear anything meaningful.

Jun Matsue prayed that Tomoka Tomatsu's house wasn't too far away, otherwise the listening device's battery wouldn't have enough power.

Matsueda Jun walked to the balcony, carrying the girl's used barley tea. Don't get me wrong, Matsueda Jun wasn't a pervert; he was just broke and didn't want the barley tea to go to waste. It was his family's most valuable liquid, and he only used it when entertaining guests.

He stood on the balcony, watching the sunset melt into the city, sipping barley tea while listening to the girl slowly walk down the street. The roar of the motorcycle and the splash of water made her let out a cute little cry of surprise. The sound of a passing cat made her stop, and the cat purred at her touch.

Such a girl is seen by passers-by and becomes a part of their busy daily life.

The footsteps finally stopped, and then there was the sound of keys and doors closing. They must have arrived home.

With a long sigh, the girl's sorrow was revealed when no one was around.

"It's definitely exposed, Chun-jun's reaction today."

"If I had known earlier, I would not have posted the photos of me serving drinks. Once I can't get in touch with Jun-kun, things will easily get out of control." Tomatsu Tomoka concluded calmly.

It really was her. The last bit of hope in Matsueda Jun's heart disappeared.

"Tomatsu-san." Jun Matsueda thought someone was calling her, but soon he found out that it was the girl talking to herself.

"Tomatsu-kun, Tomatsu-kun, Tomatsu-kun, Tomatsu-kun, Tomatsu-kun..." The girl's voice became more and more powerful, as if she was gritting her teeth.

"I'm so annoyed!" the girl yelled, "I called me Youhua before!!! He must hate me now!"

The girl gasped for breath, as if she had run out of oxygen. Matsueda Jun could hear her irritation and anxiety.

"The favorability I worked so hard to build up must be gone now!"

"System, display the favorability!"

Matsueda Jun's face turned serious.

"-10?!" The girl screamed in disbelief at first, then started crying again, and soon began sobbing again.

"It was all going so smoothly in the simulation, why..."

There were cries, mumblings, shouting, and the sounds of smashing things; it was a complete chaos.

Jun Matsueda's brows furrowed tighter and tighter as he heard the battery running out, confirming one thing.

Tomatsu Yuka is the new host of the love simulation system.

(End of this chapter)