Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 323 There is nothing new under the sun
The first week of July was drawing to a close. After school on Saturday, the students of Haneoka High School did not leave the school. Most of them carried various tools and headed towards the playground.

The sports meet starts next week, so they need to use today to set up the class's training base and practice the events for the sports meet.

Jun Matsue carried a set of desks and chairs, steadily walked down the steps, and looked at the girls behind him who were working together to carry a large cardboard box.

"Are you all right?"

"It's alright." Tomatsu Yuka smiled. "There are bandages, plasters, and tissues inside, so it's not heavy."

“Of course it’s not heavy when you lift it that high,” Mochizuki Haruka said in a muffled voice from the other side. “The weight is all on my side.”

"I'm sorry," the girl said without any apology, lowering her hands slightly.

"Be careful going down the stairs." Jun Matsue watched the two carrying the boxes, swaying as they walked down the stairs, before turning around to look at the end of the corridor, where the playground was right in front of them.

"I should have let the boys move it."

"The boys already moved it once, didn't they?" Tomatsu Yuka said, slightly out of breath, as she looked at the other students who had already walked to the playground.

"Everyone still needs to practice for the competition."

The large cardboard box was thrown to the ground with a dull thud by the exhausted girls. The two girls sat down on the cushions, simultaneously letting out a breath. They glanced at each other and then separated.

"You can rest here for a while," Jun Matsue said without putting down the table and chairs he was carrying. "I need to move them to the news department."

In addition to the rest camps for each class outside the running track, there are also work stations for several clubs, with the broadcasting department and the news department each occupying a small sunshade.

The boy put the table and chairs he was carrying on the ground and looked at the girl sitting next to him. "Are four tables and chairs enough?"

“That’s enough.” Natsumi Imokawa nodded quickly. “It’s just to give the members who need to film a break and change the batteries.”

"The power lines have been installed." The workstation is located directly below the podium, with a socket connected to a long power line for use by the broadcasting and news departments.

"Has Iokawa signed up for the sports meet?"

The girl sat next to him, chugging down water. Imokawa Natsumi shook her head. "I don't have any special skills."

Judging from the arm strength of Imokawa Tenten carrying the camera, she should be able to do things like shot put. Matsueda Jun looked at the girl's fair and tender arms under the short sleeves of her sailor uniform.

There's hardly any muscle definition; the female body is truly amazing.
"Shall I head back now?" Jun Matsue stood up. "Our class still needs to practice the relay race."

"Okay!" Natsumi Imokawa put down her water bottle. "Good luck, Matsue. I'll take lots of pictures of you."

"Oh, no, that's not right." She corrected her slip of the tongue, "Take more videos."

She needs to develop the habit of shooting more videos and fewer photos, adapt to the director's mindset as soon as possible, and pay attention to angles, framing, and color tones.
"Take pictures of other things you're interested in," the boy waved to her. "Anyway, the band will be performing in a couple of days, so you'll definitely be taking pictures of me again."

"Oh," the girl said innocently, waving at the boy who had turned around.

"But pine branches are quite interesting."

Both Songzhi himself and the girls around him are quite interesting.

A few minutes earlier, Mochizuki Haruka watched Matsueda Jun's back as he approached the stage. She glanced at the girl sitting some distance away from her and spoke softly.

"Why haven't I seen you and Yamami together much lately?" Tomatsu Yuka was taken aback, turned around to look at the girl. What's wrong with this girl? She doesn't care about Matsueda-san, but instead cares about herself.

"Do I have to tell you when I go out with my senior?"

"So you did meet with her after all?" Mochizuki Haruka asked indifferently as she watched the boy's back walk into the sunshade and stop in front of the girl holding a camera.

Tomatsu Yuka's expression paused for a moment, and she quickly realized that the girl was not concerned about her, but about her senior.

She thought for a moment, "I just went to a dessert shop with her after school the day before yesterday, is there a problem?"

She doesn't actually go out with her senior very often, but this frequency has been quite normal lately.

Since Jun Matsueda and Maki Yami are currently only chatting online, the two innocent individuals tacitly choose to let their relationship develop step by step.

"That's good." Mochizuki Haruka nodded. "I was just worried that your wingman might agree to provide assistance but end up doing it himself."

Although she said that, the girl did not let her guard down; her aunt had reminded her not long ago.

“I suggest you stop worrying about it.” Tomatsu Yuka turned her face to the other side again. “My senior is a very nice person. I asked her for help myself.”

Although she said that, the girl's thoughts couldn't help but wander—

In theory, even if they don't meet on weekends, the senior student still has plenty of opportunities to see Songzhi; they've been having meetings frequently during lunch breaks lately.
But you can't just look at possibilities! She gently patted her cheek. If we're talking about possibilities, then Kurusu Yosei would already be having sex with Matsueda-kun in the apartment.

Mochizuki Haruka looked at the boy walking towards her and said, "Anyway, I suggest you pay more attention to your senior."

Her tone remained indifferent, but a smile that bloomed only for her beloved appeared on her face. The girl stood up and walked towards Matsueda Jun.

"Pay more attention to your senior" means "keep a closer eye on her," which Tomatsu Yuka certainly understood.

Was it really necessary? She stood up a step later than Mochizuki Haruka and walked towards the two of them.

"Want to practice a relay race?" The boy stretched his body on the track. "I'll go borrow the baton."

"No problem!" Tomatsu Yuka said with a smile, "I'll do my best!"

They took the baton, called over Ken Sakamuro, who was also participating in the relay race, and the four of them stood by the track waiting for the class that would go first to finish practicing.

Tomatsu Yuka spotted her senior, Yamami Maki, standing under a sunshade on the other side of the track, presumably arranging tasks for her class.

The girl smiled subtly in the crowd. Seemingly noticing Tomatsu Yuka's gaze, she looked up, waved in the direction of the gaze, and her smile became brighter.

Tomatsu Yuka also raised her arm and waved. She paid attention to her senior's movements and then glanced at the boy standing next to her.

Atsumasa Matsueda was watching the runners on the track, discussing starting positions and baton exchange techniques with Ken Sakamuro, who had his arm around his shoulder.

The third-year students strode across the track, the afternoon sun casting long shadows on the playground.

"I'll increase my followers first," the girl thought.

It's just a little more attention, and that's enough to have a clear conscience.

(End of this chapter)