Chapter 21 War is Imminent

Jun Matsueda and Tomoka Tomatsu separated in the store. He went to find Kou Tsushima, while Tomatsu sat in the second class.

"Isn't Songzhi coming over?" Mizushima Miya leaned over and whispered in Tomatsu Tomoka's ear.

"Jun-kun is going to attend a club dinner." The first thing Tomatsu Tomoka did after sitting down was not to pick up her chopsticks, but to look at another table.

The girls in Class 1 surrounded Mochizuki Haruka, and their eyes met.

The two were on the same page, both finding it an eyesore.

"Matsueda, you have a good relationship with Tomatsu-san, right?" Tsushima Kou patted Matsueda Jun's shoulder.

"It's okay, let's get down to business." After sitting down, Jun Matsueda picked up the bowl and chopsticks. He is now at the age where he can eat three bowls of rice in one meal, and he has little patience for hunger.

Tsushima Kou announced the group arrangement for shooting the promotional video at the dinner table. Three people were in a group, with Matsueda Jun, Imokawa Natsumi and Yumi-chan in charge of the wind band.

"We'll make new grouping arrangements after the first batch of filming is finished."

After discussing the business, everyone started to enjoy the food.

"Imikawa-san, doesn't he want to eat anything?" Jun Matsueda noticed that Imikawa beside him didn't move his chopsticks much.

"No, that..." Imokawa's face turned red again.

This is the type. Matsueda Jun had seen many children like this when he was in the orphanage, as stiff as wood in front of strangers.

"Tsushima-senpai is a nice person, but he's a little too enthusiastic sometimes. You don't have to mind it."

"Okay, thank you, Matsueda." Imokawa stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the tofu, but he couldn't pick it up at all.

Matsueda Jun felt that the girl beside him was about to steam. He leaned over and picked up the spoon next to the tofu dish, scooped up the tofu and put it into Imokawa's bowl.

"Mmm," she didn't speak, only let out a muffled moan, her breasts trembling on the table.

"Matsueda-san seems to care a lot about my Natsumi~" Yumi-chan, who was sitting on the other side of Imokawa, poked her head in.

Two pairs of eyes looked over across the laughter in the restaurant.

When faced with a bad joke, the best way is to ignore it. Jun Matsueda picked up a small silver fish and put it into his mouth.

He just thought of the children waiting for him in the orphanage.

After everyone had almost finished eating, the waiter gave karaoke vouchers to all the tables full of people. These vouchers were given after a certain amount of consumption.

"Is anyone from Class 2 going to karaoke together?" the hot girl from Class 1 stood up and asked, "We can combine our vouchers and book a super large private room."

"Sure, we haven't experienced the super large private room yet." Mizushima Miya agreed on behalf of Class 2.

Tomatsu Tomoka was sitting in her seat playing with her cell phone.

Tsushima Kou took out his cell phone to check the message, and quickly grabbed Matsueda Jun who was about to leave.

"Could you please bring my juniors with you? It would be a waste if the vouchers are not used!" Tsushima Kou raised the vouchers in his hand and circled the three freshmen.

"Of course there's no problem with Matsueda Jun here." Hot girl Rion threw a coquettish glance at Matsueda Jun, and put her right hand behind her to block Mochizuki Haruka's little hand from pinching her.

"Matsueda, we still have to go to private school, don't waste the vouchers!" Tsushima Kou tried hard to hold Matsueda Jun.

In the dim box, colorful ball lights flickered.

Tomatsu Tomoka sat on the leather sofa and sent a message to Tsushima Kou.

"Senior, I clearly told you to just persuade Chun-jun to come here, why did you go to such lengths?"

A read but not replied mark lights up in the chat box.

"Playing dead, huh?" the girl thought to herself, raising her head to look at the seat by the door, where Jun Matsueda was sitting.

The private room had three rows of seats against three walls, and a huge screen on the other side, currently displaying lyrics. Class 1, having the most attendees, sat in the middle, Class 2 sat at the far end, and those who didn't sing much sat on the side closest to the door.

Why do people who don’t sing come in?
Talking about love, socializing, secretly watching Jun Matsueda, etc., anyway, it's very fulfilling.

"Tomoka! Please order a song for us!" The girl sitting far away waved to Tomoka Tomatsu.

"Okay~" Tomatsu Tomoka lowered her head and operated the karaoke machine.

Mochizuki Haruka looked at Tomatsu Touka who was looking down, then stood up and sat in the seat closest to the door in class one.

After scaring away the others with her eyes, the girl only had two seats left between her and Jun Matsueda.

Jun Matsueda tapped his hands on the sofa to the rhythm. He had played drums before and was quite fond of music.

Mochizuki Haruka looked at Matsueda Jun's hands on the sofa, then looked at her own hands.

so big.

"Mochizuki-san isn't going to sing?" Matsueda Jun noticed her.

"Later, there are a lot of people who want to sing right now." Wang Yueyao moved closer to him. "Did you have any luck finding a part-time job for the summer?"

Matsueda Jun shook his head. "Originally, we had already decided on two jobs, but the bookstore said they're not hiring for summer jobs. I don't have time to go for interviews before finals, so I'll look for a new one in a couple of days."

"The job I mentioned earlier." Before Mochizuki Haruka could finish her words, she was rejected by Matsueda Jun. "Sorry, Mochizuki-kun, I'm still very confident in finding a job. You don't need to worry about it."

Mochizuki Haruka's hands made wrinkles on the sofa. She didn't want to hear an apology.

The bookstore was easily handled, but her people hit a wall at the performance company. She didn't know what kind of magic potion Matsueda Jun had given them, but they refused to let Jun go no matter what. Mochizuki Haruka was secretly resentful.

"Aren't you going to sing, Mochizuki-san?" Tomatsu Tomoka said the same thing as Matsueda Jun with a smile, and sat in the empty seat between the two of them, blocking Mochizuki Haruka's sight.

Wang Yueyao looked at her as if she were a dead person.

Jun Matsueda leaned forward and looked at the two girls, afraid that they would start fighting again.

Mochizuki Haruka stood up and walked to the other side of Matsueda Jun, where Imokawa Natsumi and Yumi were sitting, "Please give up your seat."

"Eh, eh?" Natsumi Imokawa never expected that she, who was sitting at the very edge, would be asked to change seats one day. She looked at the other noisy spaces, not knowing what to do.

"Natsumi, let's go. This place is about to become a battlefield." Yumi pulled Natsumi Imokawa to the other side.

The seats by the door were completely cleared.

"Hey? Why are there only three of you sitting here?" Liyin walked over and sat next to Mochizuki Haruka. I don't know if she didn't know how to read the atmosphere, or if she understood the atmosphere and came over anyway.

"You're a little tired from singing. Come and rest here with Tomoka." Mizushima Miya also sat down next to Tomatsu Tomoka as if nothing had happened.

Ken Sakamuro, who was originally sitting on the other side, saw that Jun Matsueda's side was relatively empty, so he wanted to stand up and go over to talk to him, but was stopped by the girl next to him.

"Sakamuro-kun, please don't go over there, okay?"

"Ah? Why?" Sakamuro Ken scratched his short hair.

"There's a war going on over there, with both the real boss and his agent fighting together." Another girl answered his question.

"I say, can I sit over there over at Sakamuro?" Jun Matsueda, who was sitting in the middle, raised his hand.

"No!" Four voices answered him.

Tsushima Kou was sitting in the private school, it was break time.

"I wonder what's going on over at Matsueda?" Perhaps because the air conditioner was too cold, Tsushima Kou shivered.

(End of this chapter)

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