Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 79 That’s it
The clatter of tennis balls hitting the ground intensified as Yamami Maki and Mochizuki Haruka moved swiftly across the court. The swirling turquoise skirts and the whiteness of the girls' bodies heightened the tense atmosphere.

Mochizuki Haruka's ball was fast and powerful, and Yamami Maki's ball landed in a tricky spot. Both of them's breathing became heavy, and sweat began to appear on their foreheads.

At first, there were girls chatting excitedly on the sidelines, but soon there were only the sounds of rackets and tennis balls colliding and the players' footsteps.

The tennis court was at the edge of the entire venue. Tomatsu Tomoka leaned back, with the cold wall behind her.

At this moment, the girl wished that she were a ball of ever-burning flame, so that even if the wall was icy cold, her heat could be transferred to Jun Matsueda on the other side.

But this is not possible.

She began to regret again. If she had also signed up for the ball game, maybe she could be watched by Jun Matsueda like Haruka Mochizuki on the field, instead of only appearing in his peripheral vision.

As the game was getting more than halfway through, Mochizuki Haruka was running out of strength. She changed her playing style and also began to pull Yamami Moki to find a chance to catch her breath.

The situation on the field changed several times, but the two people in the seats for relatives and friends were like statues, with no change in expression.

The final result was that the blue team won narrowly. The girl walked towards Jun Matsueda on the sidelines. Although her body was tired, her steps were light.

"Won!"

She stood so close to Jun Matsueda that her racket almost touched his thigh. He clapped his hands softly and distanced himself. "Very impressive."

The joy on the girl's face was real. Exercise can make people forget the troubles in their minds, and it is a good medicine for Mochizuki Haruka.

"You played well, Captain." Tomatsu Tomoka stood up from the bench and greeted Yamami Maki. She hadn't really been watching the game, her attention, like the tennis ball, being pulled by Matsueda Jun on the other side.

But the girl lost her racket. It was an unfair game. She could only let Matsueda Jun dominate her heart. She was knocked out of the court and rolled into the grass.

Yamami Maki gritted her teeth slightly. It was just a match, and she had lost before. But seeing Mochizuki Haruka trying hard to suppress the joy on her face, she felt that her loss to Hei Yuxin was just as unbearable as before.

After all the ball games were over, it was time for each class to receive awards. Class 2 was the winning class, and Jun Matsueda and Tomoka Tomatsu went on stage to take photos with their medals.

Both of their smiles were perfect. Mizushima Miya, who was in the audience, was a little dazed, remembering them on the stage during the opening ceremony.

Jun Matsueda is still wearing the school uniform he wore when he first entered school, but Tomatsu Tomoka's white dress that stunned everyone hasn't appeared for a long time.

Yuqiu High School used Saturday morning to host a ball game tournament, giving the students an extra half day off. After the game, Matsueda Jun went to the teaching building, and Kashida, the teacher in charge of the competition, came to see him.

Senior Asai appeared on the stairs and stopped him from going upstairs. The senior in a short skirt stood taller than Jun Matsueda, and the fabric under her skirt was faintly visible.

"Senior, do you have something to talk to me about?"

"I want to go out with Matsueda-kun on Sunday. Are you free?" After hitting a wall several times in a row, she bravely charged forward again.

"Sorry, I have to go out for something this weekend. Please find someone else, senior." Jun Matsueda planned to go upstairs around the girl to prevent her from finding an opportunity to show her benefits and pester him.

"Wait, Matsueda-kun, I can go with you! Are you going shopping or attending a party? I'm up to you!" She has decided to throw away her pride in order to taste the body of the boy in front of her.

"The 17th Neon Science and Geography Olympiad Championship and the 19th International Geography Olympiad Trials, do you want to go with me?" Jun Matsueda's bad taste brought a somewhat sincere smile to his face.

"Eh? Um, that name is so long, could you please tell me again?"

Jun Matsueda repeated it like a tongue twister, and then left when the senior looked embarrassed.

After receiving a large amount of materials and instructions from the serious teacher, the class monitor's duty required him to walk towards the classroom. He had to check whether the doors and windows were closed and whether there was anyone left.

When he heard the sound coming from the stairs below, Jun Matsueda stopped again. It seemed that the way to the classroom would not be so smooth.

The boy's voice is between immature and mature.

"I've been following you ever since we enrolled. Even though we're not on the same floor, I come to see you whenever I have the chance. Whether you're on the podium or at your desk, you're always so captivating. Even though you don't know me well, I still hope you can give me a chance."

So it was a confession. Matsueda Jun sat down on the stairs; going down now would be too awkward. To Matsueda Jun, the boy's confession sounded very sincere, perfectly expressing his infatuation and impulsiveness, unlike the sentimental, formulaic confessions he had heard before.

There are not many men who are so honest in this era. If a girl can understand his confession like Jun Matsueda, there might be a chance of a relationship.

"Tomatsu Yuka-san, please date me!"

Jun Matsueda changed his position on the stairs.

"I'm sorry, I don't have any plans for a romantic relationship recently." The girl's voice was very calm.

"Well, I'm very serious! I know Tomatsu-san has been in a bad mood recently. Stay with me, and I will try my best to make you happy-"

Tomatsu Tomoka interrupted the boy's flustered words, "Thank you very much for your kindness, but I already have someone I like."

There was silence in the corridor for a while, and the boy's voice trembled, "But, but he doesn't like you!"

He spoke fluently, "I know, Matsueda Jun, he's been getting close to that Mochizuki and the third-year senior recently. He doesn't care about your feelings, Tomatsu-san! Compared to a boy like that—"

"Didn't I say I don't plan to fall in love?!" The girl's sharp voice passed through the ears of the two men and echoed repeatedly in the corridor.

The stairs fell silent again, and the boy's breathing became heavier. Matsueda Jun stood up, prepared for any unexpected situation.

"I understand." The boy's footsteps sounded, and he walked upstairs and said in a low voice.

“What a bad attitude.”

When he noticed Jun Matsueda upstairs, his expression immediately became panicked and he ran away in a hurry.

Jun Matsueda did not move. He was waiting for Tomatsu Tomoka's footsteps, but there was no movement.

Apparently, she had spotted him, so Matsueda Jun came downstairs. When she saw the newcomer, the girl's face lit up with joy, but then quickly faded.

"Sorry, I didn't know it was you, Matsueda-san. I just wanted to see who was on the stairs."

Jun Matsueda nodded and walked towards the classroom, and the girl followed him carefully.

After confirming that there was nothing unusual in the classroom, he left. Tomatsu Tomoka picked up her bag and continued to follow him towards the school gate.

His pace quickened and the girl called out to him.

"Matsueda-san!"

Jun Matsueda turned around.

"I haven't changed my mind!"

The girl faced him in the evening breeze, trying hard to smile brightly.

"Is there anything else, Tomatsu-san?"

The smile on the girl's face gradually disappeared as the setting sun was obscured by clouds.

Jun Matsueda walked towards the school gate again, while Tomoka Tomatsu stopped where she was, her lips trembling.

I just wanted to ask how you've been lately.

"We haven't had a normal conversation in a long time."

That's it.

　Not a drop left.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)