Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 701 The Tomatsu Family's Sunday
The next day, Sunday, Tomatsu Yuka sat on the sofa in the living room, watching the television hanging on the wall absentmindedly.

Today was the day she had been looking forward to for a long time. The girl picked up her phone, which was lying next to her, and glanced at the time.

Nine o'clock.

She opened the chat window again, and Chunjun sent her a message at nine o'clock sharp that he had set off—judging by the time, he should be arriving soon.

Tomatsu Yuka stood up, walked around the living room, and then opened the refrigerator, checking the contents one by one.

"Lunch ingredients, fruit, ice cream, snacks, barley tea and jasmine tea..."

After confirming everything, she went into the hallway, closed the doors to her mother's bedroom and study, checked the cleanliness of her own room and bathroom, and finally walked to the entrance hall, opened the shoe cabinet, and looked at the slippers she had prepared for the boy.

The girl nodded in satisfaction. "No problem at all!"

Before she could close the cabinet door, a short, forceful knock sounded above her head.

Tomatsu Yuka straightened up and first turned on the video doorbell to take a look. After confirming that the person outside was the one she was waiting for, she pushed open the door.

"Welcome, Jun-kun~" The girl smiled happily and opened her arms.

"Good morning." The boy carrying a bag outside the door smiled and opened his arms to greet her.

They hugged for two seconds, and Tomatsu Yuka nuzzled affectionately against the boy's neck before letting go.

"Come in quickly~"

Jun Matsue stepped into the room and watched as the girl bent down to take out slippers and placed them beside her feet.

At home, Tomatsu wore a creamy white slip dress, revealing her smooth, fair shoulders and arms. The fabric of the dress was light and soft, tapering down from the chest to accentuate the curves of her bust and the graceful proportions of her waist.

Judging from the swaying when he got up, he probably wasn't wearing a bra... The guy changed into slippers; he seemed to be used to it by now.

"Are the slippers okay?" Tomatsu Yuka looked down at them.

“It fits perfectly.” Jun Matsue tapped his foot twice. “It feels even more comfortable than what I wear at home.”

The girl smiled, took his hand, and said, "Then come to the bedroom with me."

Following her through the short corridor at the entrance, the boy glanced back at the opposite direction before turning the corner. The corridor leading to the living room had no door, but bright floor-to-ceiling windows could be seen.

He remembered that the Tomatsu family's open kitchen was also there—after his relationship with his senior was exposed, he braved the heavy rain to take the emotionally distraught girl home, and it was by that wide and clean stove that he cooked her a bowl of red bean soup.

The sound of turning the handle rang out, and Jun Matsue turned around. The girl in front of him pushed open the white wooden door of the bedroom, and soft light fell on her sundress.

A clean and tidy bedroom came into his view. It was not furnished much, with only a large bed, wardrobe and desk in the corner. In terms of girlish charm, it seemed that none of them could compare to Caijiang's little nest.

Tomatsu Yuka led the boy to sit down at the desk, but she didn't sit down with him. Instead, she raised her hand and shook the bell that was hanging on the windowsill.

"I've already hung up the bell amulet that Jun-kun gave me~"

"It feels pretty good." Jun Matsue looked up and pulled out the chair next to her.

The girl blinked. "I'll go get the tea first."

Watching her leave the bedroom, the boy turned around and looked at the hanging bell swaying gently against the backdrop of the clear sky.

Since they're going to serve tea and such, they probably won't start serving it right away... He breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I know what Tomatsu's ultimate goal is today, it still feels too strange that she would come over early in the morning and go to bed while her mother is not home.

Jun Matsue turned around, leaned back in his chair, and looked around the room again.

After looking around carefully, he realized it was still a minimalist style that didn't suit the young girl at all. Apart from a lot of photos on the wall next to the bed, he didn't find many decorations; the few he did find were the gifts he had given her back then.

For example, the painted ceramic rabbit currently on the desk, and the gold-painted seashell incense box, which he brought back from Kyoto.

I've heard that you can tell a lot about a person's mindset just by looking at their bedroom... The boy took an exercise book out of his bag and put it on the table.

From this perspective, it seems that Tomatsu has a little less to say about things.

"I'm back~"

Light footsteps sounded behind him. Jun Matsue looked up and saw Yuka Tomatsu carrying a tray, placing a glass pot of jasmine tea and a few snacks on the table.

The girl only took one cup, but the boy didn't object and watched her sit down next to him.

"Shall we study first?" he asked tentatively.

Tomatsu Yuka nodded with a smile, and she moved her chair so that their shoulders could rest together.

"Let's study until noon first, then I'll make lunch for Jun-kun."

Matsueda Jun opened the book with peace of mind, and the girl picked up the painted pottery rabbit and placed it in front of them.

"Tsun-kun came so early, won't Yang Shi-san have a problem with that?"

Her slender, pink fingers pinched the clay rabbit and shook it, as if it were talking.

The boy's words were rather obvious. He glanced at the smiling girl, thinking that this might be considered her way of being coquettish.

"Kurasu left home quite early today; she hasn't had much free time lately."

Yosuke Kurusu went to talk to the production department about his comeback single today.
"I see..." Tomatsu Yuka took out her light pink pencil case—the pearl zipper on it was also made from a boy's souvenir.

"Is she preparing for a comeback?"

"I won't tell you." Jun Matsue leaned closer to her, a wicked smile in his eyes.

"So that you don't know too much and start making all sorts of silly plans in your mind."

"Damn it~" The girl poked his cheek.

"I've been obedient for so long, why is Chun-jun still wary of me?"

The boy grasped the index finger in front of him, saying, "After all, I can't control you."

"Who said that?" Tomatsu Yuka pouted, looking aggrieved. "Didn't you say you could do whatever you wanted with me?"

After a moment of silence at the desk, the two looked into each other's eyes and breathed in the same warm air.

Jun Matsue sat up straight and looked at the workbook on the table. "Isn't the next Tokyo University mock exam coming up soon?"

We must get back to studying, otherwise the topic of "grasping" will turn into "kneading".

"..." Tomatsu Yuka poured out jasmine tea and took a sip first.

The cool, fragrant tea soothed the hot, humid emotions in her heart.

"The mock exam for Tokyo University held by Toshinjuku is still a month away, so there's no rush."

No rush, the girl picked up her pen and turned to the same page in her workbook as the boy.

The bedroom window faced the large desk, and sunlight fell on the backs of their hands. She turned her head to look at the fine downy hair on her beloved's arm and the rustling of the pen tip.

I don't have the stamina to last all day, so I'll just enjoy some time alone with Tsun-kun for now.

Two hours later, in the sun-drenched living room, Jun Matsue sat on a soft, comfortable sofa and turned to look at the girl busy in the kitchen.

"Are you sure you don't need my help?"

Tomatsu Yuka, who was standing in front of the stove, put down her kitchen knife, turned around and waved her hand.

"No need, no need, Chun-kun, just wait to eat."

The boy had no choice but to pick up his teacup again, take a sip, and look at the television in front of him.

There's nothing interesting on TV; it's the same everywhere. He turned his gaze to survey the space he was in. The Tomatsu family lived in a 3LDK luxury apartment, with the living room, dining room, and kitchen all in one space. It was much larger than his apartment complex—the huge floor-to-ceiling windows that covered an entire exterior wall and the balcony that offered a panoramic view of the Zenpukuji River were enough to make it clear that living here was indeed a pleasure.

However, having a large space is one thing, but having a sense of life is another... Jun Matsue put down his teacup and looked from left to right, sweeping over the floor-to-ceiling windows, the television, and the kitchen.

Aside from essential furniture like dining tables, coffee tables, and sofas, there aren't many items in the large living room that reflect the daughter's or mother's personal style.

The boy looked toward the kitchen from which the noise was coming. The open kitchen revealed the busy figures inside. Tomatsu Yuka was wearing a light brown apron and was stirring eggs with her back to him.

The girl had her hair tied in a soft ponytail, and her upper body swayed slightly as she cracked eggs. Jun Matsue heard her humming a song, a light and cheerful melody with a sweet flavor.

He must really enjoy cooking for his lover, right? The boy guessed, then looked at the coffee table in front of him—aside from a half-full cup of jasmine tea and a TV remote, there was nothing else on the clean table.

No wonder Tomatsu wanted to move out...

Jun Matsueda sighed and got up from the sofa. The girl in the kitchen seemed to have heard the noise, stopped chopping vegetables, and turned around to look.

"I want to see Yuka's bedroom again."

"No problem~" Tomatsu Yuka smiled, "I'll call you when lunch is ready."

The boy nodded and walked out of the living room. He pushed open the girl's bedroom door and sat down on the edge of the bed.

If I buy a throw pillow and put it on the bed, would Tomatsu like it?
He pressed the bed and then looked at the floor.

Or buy a few musical note-shaped floor mats?
Jun Matsue stood up, turned around, and finally looked at the photo of the girl on the wall next to the bed.

Next time you come, I'll add a felt board on the wall for easy photo posting.

The boy approached and examined the photos on the wall, which were mostly pictures of the girl and him—their speeches at the entrance ceremony, class photos from various events, sports meets, cultural festivals, and various photos from the perspective of lovers that later appeared in the girl's social media posts.

Of course, there were also photos of his parents, but not many. Jun Matsue looked at Tomatsu's cute childhood photos, then his gaze shifted and settled on the group photo of the brass band that year when they won the national gold medal.

He wasn't in the photo; Tomatsu Tomoka and Yamami Maki stood together, their faces showing identical excitement and joy.

Looking at the senior with her pure smile, the boy suddenly remembered the determined-looking girl in the Shibuya café a few days ago.

"But I think it's not too late to try again to make you like me."

"..." He took out his phone and glanced at the chat list.

The adorable, pale yellow parrot had fallen to the bottom of the list—they hadn't spoken much since leaving the cafe that day.

"It's okay, I can wait." He remembered what his senior had said.

Are we just going to wait like this? Jun Matsue clicked on the parrot avatar and looked at the chat box between the two that had been silent for a long time.

Having seen so many girls who loved him so passionately that he couldn't refuse them, Yamami Maki's quiet and reserved attitude made him a little uncomfortable.

After staring at the chat window for a few seconds, the boy put his phone back in his pocket and walked out of Tomatsu Yuka's bedroom.

Back in the living room, a distinct fragrance filled the room. Jun Matsue sniffed and walked over to the girl setting the dishes at the dining table.

"Is lunch ready?"

Tomatsu Yuka put down the plate containing the tamagoyaki and turned to look at the boy.

“Yes!” She reached behind her back to untie her apron. “Tsun-kun, you’ve come at just the right time!”

Sitting down with the girl, Jun Matsue picked up his chopsticks and began to observe today's lunch.

A plate of pan-fried oysters with seasonal vegetables, a thick omelet with visible squid bits, served with miso soup and steaming rice—his mouth was already watering.

"Tsun-kun, try this first." Tomatsu Tomoka pointed to the plate in the middle containing oysters, shredded cabbage, and bell peppers.

"This is my masterpiece!"

The boy did as instructed, picked up a shiny, plump oyster with his chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.

"..." Jun Matsue chewed slowly. The tender oyster had no fishy smell at all. The salty and fragrant flavor was accompanied by a perfect amount of mellow sweetness. The abundant juice burst between his teeth. The gentle and satisfying taste made him quickly pick up a mouthful of rice.

"It tastes really good!" The boy exclaimed, his eyes widening in surprise.

“Right~” The girl squinted her eyes smugly, “This is butter-fried oysters, a popular way to eat them in Tokyo before.”

"The aroma of butter is indeed very strong." Jun Matsue nodded and ate the other half of the oyster in his bowl.

"But you can eat oysters in the summer too."

“Rock oysters are a unique delicacy of summer,” Tomatsu Tomoka said with a smile.

"I bought this especially for Tsun-kun, so you must eat more, okay?"

Seeing the sly and seductive look in her eyes, the boy paused in his chewing.

It seems the afternoon is definitely not study time, he thought.

As expected, forty minutes later, Jun Matsue sat in the living room and watched Tomomi Kano, who had finished washing the dishes, walk up to him.

"Chun-kun, wait for me a moment, I'm going to take a shower first."

The girl licked her lips, her thoughts obvious.

“Then—” The boy tried to get up, but she stopped him.

"Tsun-kun, you don't need to wash, I just love your scent~"

So Jun Matsueda sat back down and watched the girl in the apron walk toward the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes later, Tomatsu Tomoka's voice came through the glass in the corridor.

"May I come in, Jun-kun?"

The boy in the living room stood up and quickly walked to the bathroom door. Before he could reach out, the semi-transparent sliding door was opened first.

Tomatsu Yuka stood in front of him, her cheeks slightly damp and flushed.

Jun Matsue was taken aback—the girl was still wearing pajamas and an apron, not naked as he had imagined.

"Aren't you done washing yet?"

Tomatsu Yuka shook her head and put her hands under her apron.

With a rustling sound, her pure yet alluring white sundress slowly fell to the ground.

The boy blinked, and Tomatsu was only wearing an apron. The girl reached behind her back and tightened the apron straps.

The narrow fabric couldn't contain her body, revealing the snow-white skin of her waist and legs. Jun Matsue didn't speak, but simply took a step forward.

"Wait a little longer." Tomatsu Yuka smiled at him, reached out a hand to the shelf on the wall, and took down a small rectangular box.

"I'm not in my safe period today, so Chun-jun definitely needs this, right?"

As she spoke, the girl took out a tool from the box, unpacked it, and put it on her round lips.

Jun Matsue watched as she winked seductively at him, then lowered her body and slowly knelt on the ground.

Tomatsu Tomoka, wearing only an apron, tilted her head back and spoke indistinctly.

"I'll put it on Jun-kun."

The tender oyster that the boy swallowed transformed into a restless, surging desire.

(End of this chapter)