Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 327 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 stood up, raised her arm to grab the ponytail behind her head, and prepared to tie it into a bun. Although Matsueda liked high ponytails, they 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 armpit lovers," the girl with her hair in a bun thought regretfully.

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 uttered what Jun Matsueda was thinking. He coughed twice, reminding 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.

(End of this chapter)