Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 678 Leaving Alone
"……move place?"

Wang Yueyao gazed at the boy in front of her.

His expression remained gentle, but his eyes seemed more reserved than before.

Actually, the girl really wanted to hear the word "moving," but what she hoped for was that Matsue would nod happily, and that they would pack their bags together during graduation season and move into their new home before the cherry blossoms bloomed.

It's not about "one person moving".

"What do you mean by moving alone?" She walked step by step in front of the boy, their bodies almost touching.

"Songzhi is moving out of the apartment?"

The damp, dark clouds seemed to drift from outside the window onto the girl's face, and Jun Matsue nodded gently.

“It’s not about moving far away, it’s just about switching places with Aya-chan – she’ll come to 507, and I’ll move to Kugayama Apartments.”

"I won't be here for long," he said before the girl could even open her mouth.

"There are only two weeks left of summer vacation, and I will definitely come back before school starts."

"Or rather, I will definitely come back before I give you an explanation."

"Are you alone?" Mochizuki Haruka blinked hard.

"Myself."

"...Why?" Moisture welled up in her eyes, and her voice was dry.

"I already said that," the boy gently pulled her upper body closer, "because I wanted to think about it one last time."

"What are you thinking about?" the girl asked in a muffled voice, burying her head even lower and clutching his collar tightly.

"Think about how to solve the problem." Jun Matsueda lowered his head and rubbed his chin against her soft black hair.

"What else can we do?!" Mochizuki Haruka grabbed the boy's collar, her movements resembling biting her lip.

"Let Yoyo Kurusu go back to being her big star and never come back. Break up with Tomatsu Yuka cleanly before making it official with me, and keep your distance from Yamami Maki—ex-girlfriends, stop making a scene for yourselves!"

"How else do you want to solve this?!"

Jun Matsue looked at the girl's wrinkled face and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb.

"But what about afterwards? Will Kurusu listen to you and focus on your career? Will Tomatsu be willing to be abandoned like this?"

"What they do is none of my business!" Mochizuki Haruka's tone was filled with resentment, like a child whose beloved toy had been taken away.

"If you tell me you don't want to see them, I have plenty of ways to get rid of them so they'll never see you again!"

“That won’t do.” Jun Matsue grasped her wrist.

The ruthless young lady from the beginning seems to have merged with the reckless, mud-covered girl from later on.

"It's one thing for you and Tomatsu to go to Yami-senpai back then, but doing evil is absolutely unacceptable."

This was what the senior told her when they met before. It seemed that she was afraid the boys wouldn't believe the various evil deeds of the girls in the simulation. Yamami Maki also told them about the two of them coming to her door separately before.

However, to her dismay, Matsueda Jun did not react at all—the die was cast, and he did not want to pursue the matter any further.

"..." Mochizuki Haruka's fierce and tough expression softened a bit as she looked into the boy's eyes.

"So what exactly are you hesitating about?"

"Nothing works, nothing works, so the only answer left... is to break up with me, right?"

"No, it won't happen." Jun Matsue shook his head, holding her.

"I can promise you right now—unless one day Mochizuki Haruka starts to hate me, I will never let you go."

"..." The girl hugged his waist tighter. "So, what do you want to choose?"

The boy released her arm. "That's why I wanted time to think."

"Let me make this clear first, I will never agree to you having two relationships at the same time."

"……I know."

He only said he knew, without mentioning his agreement or support, which made Mochizuki Haruka somewhat uneasy.

Does it have to be just one person?

Matsueda Jun looked at the rain outside the window and said, "Otherwise, with you and Kurusu by my side every day, I wouldn't be able to concentrate on thinking."

The girl's eyes shimmered. "...I don't want to accept it, even if it's only temporary, I don't want to keep my distance from Songzhi."

But this time the boy didn't go along with her idea; he just smiled reassuringly.

"You can call me then. If it's convenient for you, you can come to Jiuweishan Apartment to find me."

Like surfacing from the river of love to take a breath, Jun Matsue grasped the rationality in his mind. His primary task now was to appease Mochizuki so that he could have a quiet space for independent thinking.

Mochizuki Haruka fell silent. She turned her back and sat at the foot of the bed, looking out at the river where the rain was falling. The boy neither came forward nor left; he simply stood quietly behind the girl.

The murky gray clouds and the vibrant green foliage seem to be separated by the Meguro River, with the only way they can communicate being the endless rain.

After an unknown amount of time, when the dark clouds outside the window rolled into completely different shapes, the girl finally turned around.

"...When are you moving in?"

Jun Matsue breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's do it today."

A hint of resentment welled up in Mochizuki Haruka's eyes. "You'd already planned this all along?"

"We can't keep dragging this out until the end of summer vacation," the boy said with a helpless smile.

The girl glared at him fiercely, "You promised you wouldn't let me go. If you come back and bring up breaking up, I will never listen to you again."

The boy thought about it seriously, "The only possible situation is that I was haunted by a vengeful spirit at Aya's place, and Matsueda Jun is no longer Matsueda Jun."

Not in the mood to listen to his witty remarks trying to cheer her up, the girl got up and walked over, bumping his arm awkwardly.

"gone back."

The two, sharing an umbrella, stepped into the rain again. Jun Matsue felt that the little hand holding his was noticeably tighter than before. He didn't say anything, but opened the car door for the girl.

The black sedan left the riverbank. It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and the crowds on Meguro Avenue had thickened considerably. The maid, focused on driving, turned the steering wheel, trying to find a safe and fast route.

"Don't turn." Sitting in the back seat, Mochizuki Haruka leaned most of her body against the boy.

"Don't go on the highway. Drive as slowly as possible and don't disrupt traffic."

Her tone was somewhat cold and hard. The maid glanced timidly at the rearview mirror in the car, and Jun Matsue nodded.

"Just listen to her."

So the Mochizuki family's understated luxury sedan drove slowly along the far left side of the road, getting overtaken by cars behind them time and time again.

Matsueda Jun stared at the traffic lights ahead, while a girl in a light black dress nestled in his arms—Mochizuki Haruka never looked out the window, her gaze fixed firmly on the boy.

While waiting at what seemed like the umpteenth red light, the girl raised her arm to support her smooth-featured face, making the boy look at her.

"Pine branches."

"What's wrong?" Songzhi blinked.

Mochizuki Haruka didn't speak, but straightened up and leaned in, pressing her lips to his. "..." The boy didn't refuse, and the unsatisfied girl pressed closer to his chest, her pink lips landing on his cheek—

Clean and sharp eyebrows and eyes, thick eyelashes, a well-defined nose, jawline, and earlobes...

The tip of the tongue moves slowly, leaving its own mark.

Mochizuki's anxiety and unease at the prospect of parting were obvious. Matsueda Jun turned his head and tilted his face to the side, occasionally responding to the girl's movements. The hot, sticky sounds came from the back seat, wetter than the rain outside the window.

The maid in the driver's seat pressed a button, and the car window switched to one-way mode, blocking any possible view.

She couldn't help but glance at the scene in the rearview mirror a few times, and her cheeks flushed red.

Their movements naturally spread throughout their bodies. Mochizuki Haruka stood up and straddled the boy's lap, lifting her thin black lace skirt to bring their skin close together.

The girl tore open the boy's shirt, and her lips pressed together, making a soft smacking sound.

To satisfy her desires, Junya Matsueda began to take the initiative, but Mochizuki held him down and turned to look at the front of the carriage.

"stop looking."

The maid nodded shyly and nervously, and a gray barrier rose from the middle of the carriage, covering her neck, which was tinged with a blush.

So the girl pressed one hand against the boy's chest and unabashedly lifted her bra strap, her short skirt slipping from her shoulder to her waist, revealing her fair and delicate body with beautiful naked curves.

She gracefully pinched the sides of her skirt, raised her hips, and gazed down at her lover.

"Unbutton your pants."

Jun Matsue blinked. The girl in front of him seemed like a nobleman sitting at a dining table patiently waiting for his dinner, or like a wild beast forcefully declaring its ownership of its partner.

After unbuttoning her pants, the girl pressed down on his hands, letting her delicate skin touch his burning heat.

"Don't move, I'll do it myself."

The journey from Meguro Station back to Mitaka without taking the Metropolitan Expressway takes at least forty minutes. The Mochizuki family's car departed at 3 PM and didn't stop until an hour and a half later at the Mitaka Dai residential complex.

After the black sedan came to a stop, the back door was opened a few minutes later. Jun Matsue carried the girl, who was dressed in a skirt, out of the car. The cool raindrops hit their faces, dispelling the ambiguous heat clinging to them.

The boy felt a dull pain in his upper body. This time, Mochizuki was particularly intense, and she even hurt herself by thrusting into him. She also vented her emotions by sucking and biting, leaving many marks on his body.

The two carried each other upstairs in a princess carry, the girl keeping her face turned to the side the whole time without saying a word.

When they reached the door of room 507, Mochizuki Haruka finally fell from the boy's arms to the ground, watching him take out his key and open the door.

Unexpectedly, the living room light was on, and Yosei Kurusu, who was in the bedroom, poked his head out.

"Songzhi is back? Where have you all been?"

"I'm going to a hotel with you," the girl standing in the entryway said coldly.

"..." Miss Idol walked out of the bedroom and looked at the two of them. "Let's do it then."

"Anyway, it's not like you've done it with him for the first time. After you've experienced your sparse body, Songzhi will realize how good I am."

Mochizuki Haruka raised her eyebrows, about to speak again, when Matsue Jun grasped her hand.

"Arguing will only make you more unhappy. You should go back to your room next door."

"No," her voice was hard. "I want to watch you leave."

"Where are you going?" Yosei Kurusu blinked.

"Hasn't Matsueda told you yet?" Mochizuki Haruka's smile was somewhat cold. "He's moving, switching places with Aya-chan."

The girl's eyes widened as she walked up to the boy. "Really?"

"I just decided this afternoon." Jun Matsue smiled at her. "I'll be back before the end of summer vacation."

"..." Kurusu Yosei looked at the girl standing next to him, his mind quickly becoming active.

Mochizuki Haruka was clearly in a bad mood; he must have had a fight with Matsue, which is why he suddenly said he wanted to move out.

If they move out to stay, since Matsue is currently too afraid to face his attacks, it would obviously be more detrimental to Mochizuki Haruka!

Miss Idol rolled her eyes, then smiled, "Going out to stay is fine~"

"Songzhi is an adult now. He's free to go wherever he wants; it's none of our business."

Seeing Mochizuki Haruka glare at her through gritted teeth, her smile became even brighter.

"Does Songzhi need my help packing?"

"No need." The boy squeezed the girl's small hand, then let go and walked towards the bedroom.

"It's not like we're going on a long trip, so there's not much to pack."

A few minutes later, Jun Matsue walked out of the room carrying a suitcase and a schoolbag. Only Yosuke Kurusu was in the living room.

"Mochizuki walked away with a sour face," she said, a candy dangling from her mouth. "What's Matsue up to going to stay out here?"

"It's like a singer who can't write lyrics and needs to go for a walk." The boy picked up his backpack and walked behind her.

"I also went out to clear my head."

"Oh..." The girl spat out the candy in her mouth and looked at the hickeys on his neck.

"I was going to give you a kiss before I left, but now I'm a little unhappy."

"I won't see you out. Go on your own!"

Jun Matsue chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Message me if you need anything."

As the boy walked out of the apartment under Kurusu Yosei's gaze, he turned and took two steps. Beside him was the open door and the girl standing motionless at the doorway.

“Take my car,” Mochizuki Haruka said expressionlessly. “I already told Aya-chan, she’ll come by car.”

The girl felt like crying, but the boy had already licked away her tears on the car, so she couldn't cry for the time being.

Jun Matsue kissed her forehead and took out the apartment key from his pocket.

"Here's my key. You can ask for it back when you come back."

The girl accepted it without hesitation, then tiptoed and bit his lip, as if she was still angry from the car ride.

“Since you said you wanted someone to think for you, then treat me the same as everyone else—your part-time work hours must be different from Tomatsu Tomohana’s. I’ll have someone check.”

"I was planning to do this anyway." The boy licked his lips; there was no bleeding, so it seemed she had been more careful.

"And then there's Yamami Maki..." Mochizuki Haruka frowned. "Is she still holding a grudge from back then, and that's why she's coming to you now to say all this and make things difficult for me?"

“I asked her to investigate.” Jun Matsuoka straightened her skirt. “Remember to eat well, don’t sulk alone, just call me.”

"I won't play." The girl brushed his hand away. "I'll be even angrier if I find out the line is busy."

"You can go downstairs by yourself," she said in a muffled voice, closing the door behind her. "I'm very tired right now."

Jun Matsue stood by the two closed doors, staring blankly at the continuous drizzle outside the corridor for a while, before stepping into the stairwell.

He already had a premonition that his life wouldn't get worse, but it wouldn't get any happier either.

　This chapter has been abridged.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)