Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 395 Wish Coins

After the third week of the new semester began, Yamami Maki finally stopped asking Matsueda Jun about Tomatsu Tomoka.

No one knows what Tomatsu Yuka did, but the controversy surrounding her and Yamami Maki subsided quickly. No one stopped Matsueda Jun on the street to ask him for information, and no girls gathered around Tomatsu Yuka's seat, gossiping under the guise of "concern."

Everything seemed to have returned to square one. Jun Matsue was constantly being attacked by the two girls at the next table during and after class, and he would also find opportunities to meet with his senior.

However, on their way to the teachers' office, Jun Matsue and Yuka Tomatsu would no longer stop briefly at the door of Class 3-4 to greet the girls who came out of the classroom with smiles.

The hint of worry between Yamami Maki's brows never faded; the girl hid it well, only revealing it when she was alone with Matsueda Jun.

Jun Matsueda had no solution to this, or rather, he believed in time.

The senior student wanted to forgive, but Tomatsu Tomoka clearly had no such intention. This wasn't a problem that could be resolved through mediation, and even if it were, it wouldn't be his place—if Matsueda Jun interfered excessively, it would only add fuel to the fire.

Some mistakes are unforgivable, and some knots in our hearts are unresolved; we can only let time silently wash them away.

"That's the answer."

Jun Matsue patted the workbook in front of him, and Haruka Mochizuki, who was playing with the cat in her arms, looked up.

"Hmm, that's what I thought too." The girl nodded.

"Then why are you asking me?" Jun Matsue glanced at her, and the girl turned her face away.

"This is what Aya asked me. I'm not very confident in math, so I came to ask you."

"What?" Miyamura Aya, who was standing in the corner humming a tune, took off her headphones. "Are you calling me?"

“Keep listening to the song,” Jun Matsueda waved his hand. “Make sure you memorize the lyrics so you don’t forget them during rehearsal later.”

It was after school, and the three of them were in the practice room of "Denny's Studio" waiting for the other two members of the band No. 2. Today was the day to rehearse their new song.

The girl put her headphones back on and began to hum softly, "Happiness isn't..."

"A night adorned with stars and a dazzling, sparkling morning~"

"That kind of everyday existence~"

Mochizuki Haruka looked at the girl swaying in the corner, then turned to the boy and asked, "I heard you wrote the lyrics to this song?"

"I guess so." The boy nodded. "I mainly wrote it, and Quan also made some revisions."

"Hmm." The girl drew out the last syllable, walked behind Miyamura Aya to eavesdrop for a while, and then returned to the boy's side.

"Happiness is the ability to turn your expectations for the future into everyday life," she repeated a line from a song. "Is this what you want?"

The boy on the chair neither nodded nor shook his head; he simply picked up his drumsticks and tapped them lightly.

Mochizuki Haruka squinted her eyes, released her hands, and the cat in her arms landed lightly on the ground, jumping to Miyamura Aya in the corner.

"Was yesterday Songzhi's birthday?" the girl asked softly.

Jun Matsue looked up, somewhat surprised, not because the girl in front of him remembered, but because he himself had forgotten.

"Let me think." He took out his phone and glanced at it. Today is September 9th, and yesterday was indeed his birthday.

“Yes, but I don’t celebrate my birthday,” Jun Matsue said nonchalantly.

Not only him, but Miyamura Aya also doesn't celebrate her birthday, though the girl followed his example.

“I know.” Mochizuki Haruka had, of course, investigated. She tilted her head. “Why?”

“It’s not really a memorable day.” The boy looked down at the smooth, taut drumhead. “It was just the day I appeared at the orphanage, nothing special.” He didn’t tell anyone his birthday except for Miyamura Aya, not even his senior, because he genuinely didn’t care.

"But you're eighteen today, okay?" The girl took two steps forward, bent down, and her black hair cascaded down, covering the white drumhead in front of the boy's eyes.

“There’s a guy named Jun Matsueda who’s come of age and can now skillfully use all sorts of lies to comfortably express his sincerity. Isn’t that something to celebrate?”

Jun Matsue laughed. "Why does it feel like you're mocking me again?"

“This isn’t my saying, it’s Oscar Wilde’s.” Mochizuki Haruka pulled up a chair and sat down next to the boy, carefully observing his expression.

"So I'm willing to celebrate for you, okay? You want the ability to turn your anticipated future into everyday life, right? Just make a wish to me."

"Whether it's a simple, peaceful life together or an extravagant, luxurious one, whatever you want, I can help you achieve it."

“I’m serious. You should know that our family has that kind of capability.”

"How about it? Want to make a wish and give it a try?"

Haruka Mochizuki knew very well what Jun Matsueda wanted at that moment, but she wouldn't say it.

Only in this way will the boy realize that there is another girl who cares about him unconditionally besides Yamami Maki. Only in this way will her "ignorance" of being kept in the dark make the boy's heart flutter even more.

The girl realized that the so-called ability to love others is actually just an acting skill—as long as the other person feels that they are being loved, that's enough.

She is the one who has learned to use various lies to comfortably express sincerity.

Matsueda Jun stared at Mochizuki Haruka for a while before slowly shaking his head. "While I appreciate your kindness, I don't need a machine that can grant my wishes."

"I knew it." The girl pouted. "Hold out your hand."

Although he didn't know what she wanted to do, the boy still reached out his hand.

Mochizuki Haruka took a small object out of the pocket of her pleated skirt and placed it in his palm. It was a silver-gray coin, still warm from the girl's body.

"what is this?"

Jun Matsue examined the coin in his hand. Its surface was engraved with shadows of varying depths, and the craftsmanship looked very sophisticated.

"The side with 9.8 written on it is engraved with the moon on the day you were born. Although you don't think it's important, let's commemorate it in this way anyway."

"And the other side?"

Jun Matsue flipped the coin over. The reverse side wasn't the moon, but a cluster of brilliant points of light that floated with the light, possibly some kind of reflective mineral.

Mochizuki laughed, "The reverse side is the starry sky I saw on the day I missed you the most in the Sahara Desert."

"This coin isn't worth much, but the craftsmanship is quite impressive." The girl summed up her days of having countless design drafts rejected in a single sentence.

"But if Matsueda Jun has this coin, he can have the ability to grant any wish from Mochizuki Haruka."

"No expiration date?" Jun Matsue blinked.

The girl thought for a while.

"Valid until the day I stop liking you."

In other words, forever.

(End of this chapter)