Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 501 Dedicate oneself to art

"Tamo River."

"Hmm?" The girl made a pleasant nasal sound. She tilted her head back, her eyes looking straight at the boy like a little animal's, without any impure thoughts.

“Wear this kind of dress. Don’t bend over so low.” Jun Matsue pointed to her chest.

"..." Natsumi Imokawa glanced down, then simply pulled up the neckline of her skirt—after the wardrobe malfunction during her last speech preparation, the girl seemed no longer shy about such things in front of him.

"This is a dress my mom bought for me. It's the first time I've worn this type of dress, and it feels quite comfortable."

The boy nodded. The auntie certainly had a good eye. "Anyway, you should be careful."

"I am careful in front of others." The socially anxious girl is very sensitive to the gaze of strangers. "I thought Matsueda didn't care about this."

Jun Matsueda felt it was necessary to correct her thinking, "I'm a normal guy too, how could I not care?"

"So Matsue thinks it's beautiful?" Natsumi Imokawa patted her chest, as if she had discovered a new continent.

"A well-developed body is certainly attractive, but do you care about it a lot? Or do you feel inferior about it?"

"No, I think it looks pretty good too."

The girl laughed like a boy in puberty; to put it bluntly, she was lecherous.

"I stare at it for a long time when I take a shower."

"However, there are also many problems! My chest sweats easily when it gets hot, it's cumbersome when exercising, and some clothes make me look fat."

While eating pancakes, Jun Matsue listened to Natsumi Imokawa share the unique troubles of adolescence. Even after she had finished half a pancake, the girl was still talking about it.

"Buying bras is the same; underwire bras are really uncomfortable to wear."

Before the conversation could delve any deeper, the boy chose to end it with a righteous and stern remark.

"Imokawa, we're here today to discuss strategies for getting into a good university."

"Oh right." The girl finally came to her senses, her face turning red. "Um, where were we?"

"Professional tests and recommendations for admission."

"Oh," Natsumi Imokawa lowered her head again to flip through the documents, and the collar she had pulled up slowly slipped down again.

“Actually, these two are just different from the selection process, except that they lack the strict portfolio requirements.” She picked up the report and pointed it out to the boy. “The problem is that the admission rate is too low. This year, the Japanese Academy of Arts recommended 84 people for the film department entrance exam, and 21 were admitted. There were 224 people who took the professional test, and 48 were admitted.”

"The competition is fierce." Jun Matsueda calculated that the acceptance rate was similar to Waseda's this year. "What about the comprehensive selection process?"

The girl's slender fingers slid across the report: "One hundred and thirteen people took the exam, and forty-three were admitted."

"This ratio is much better."

"But there are 255 people who have signed up," she added.

"So the threshold for comprehensive selection is relatively low, right?" Jun Matsueda had completely understood.

"Hmm, that's why a portfolio is important."

"What about the schedule?" The boy noticed the waitress standing at the end of the aisle looking at them with a smile.

"There is no conflict; anyone who wants to participate can."

"...Everyone can participate? You can take the test three times?" Jun Matsuoka was surprised.

"Including the academic performance check, it's even four times." The girl nodded vigorously.

The two looked at the schedule on the report together, their bodies drawing closer together again, while the waitress in the distance laughed even more heartily. "It's all possible," Matsueda Jun finally confirmed. "The comprehensive selection will be in September and October, the recommendation entrance exam in November, and the academic ability test and professional test in February. The film department's schedule is perfectly staggered."

He looked up at the girl beside him, "Imokawa, are you planning to participate in all of them?"

Natsumi Imokawa nodded. "The results of the comprehensive selection will be released in early November. If you pass, everything will be fine."

"If I don't pass, I'll have to prepare for the entrance exam and the professional test. The entrance exam requires a letter of recommendation from the principal and a GPA of 3.5 or higher in all subjects. I might not be qualified, so I'll prioritize preparing for the professional test."

"So the most important thing is still your portfolio!" she concluded.

"Haven't you thought this through? Why are you still looking for me?" Jun Matsue took a sip of black tea and distanced himself from the girl.

Natsumi Imokawa didn't say anything, but just stared at the boy with her big eyes, looking him up and down, inside and out, and becoming more and more satisfied with him.

Jun Matsueda understood. "They're going to use me in their portfolio?"

The girl nodded, her expectant expression like that of a sunflower facing the sun.

"You should prepare at least two or three short narrative films for your portfolio; your previous recruitment promotional video can count as one."

"The rest depends on Songzhi—you are perfect in both the story and the actors!"

The boy blinked. Luckily, she wasn't taking an art exam, otherwise she would have had to ask him to be her nude model.
So what are you going to film?

"I haven't decided yet," Natsumi Imokawa said.

"Huh?" Jun Matsueda put down his teacup. "This doesn't sound like something you would say."

The girl nodded. "To be precise, there are just too many things I want to film—fantasy, suspenseful plots, everyday life, and passionate, ambiguous scenes."

"However, I will definitely make a story about love, and Matsue will be one of the lead actors!"

The more you tell me, the bigger and clearer the story of love in my heart becomes.

She reached out and pressed her hand against her breasts, the large, soft, white skin trembling.

"If you just keep listening, the story will definitely come to light!"

"I understand." Jun Matsueda pushed Natsumi Imokawa's shoulder and pressed the girl, who had been lunging at him while speaking, back into her seat.

So you still have to listen to me?

"Mmm!" The girl looked like a curious child. "I really want to hear it!"

In the end, the topic still came down to Jun Matsue drinking all the black tea.

So Natsumi Imokawa listened to how a scheming girl covered up her memories, and then heard the boy talk about how the idol girl had left the apartment.

Even after Jun Matsueda finished reminiscing about the day, the girl still had an expression of lingering enjoyment.

“Matsugi, one actor like you is definitely not enough,” she suddenly said.

".you mean?"

For the first time, Jun Matsue felt a sense of crisis while interacting with the girl in front of him.

“I think Tomatsu-san and Mochizuki-san would also be very suitable to be actors,” Natsumi Imokawa said cautiously.

"Could you ask them for me first?"

It seems that, in any case, the girl definitely didn't want to film a sweet and romantic love story.

(End of this chapter)