Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Mochizuki Haruka nodded her chin, then turned around with satisfaction. The maid in the distance silently walked back.

Jun Matsue stood beside the girl, watching her pout slightly in the mirror—the bright red on her thin, moist lips was wiped away by the maid and replaced with another lipstick of a slightly lighter color.

"...Because I've already prepared a plan—just in case Xiaoyao gets upset later, I'm letting you know in advance."

Mochizuki Haruka didn't move, but glanced at his reflection in the mirror.

"What countermeasures?"

The boy didn't speak, but simply reached into the pockets on either side of his uniform and pulled out two bags—

One of the bags was transparent and contained a few spare buttons, which were probably given to the students along with their uniforms when the school issued them.

The girl in the mirror opened her eyes wide and looked at another bag—

It was a small cloth bag. Jun Matsue thoughtfully opened it, revealing a sewing needle and rolled-up thread inside.

"..." Mochizuki Haruka's expression was somewhat speechless. "It can be like this?"

The boy took out a thin needle, threaded it, and then took a button from the plastic bag and sewed it onto his jacket.

"I don't want to either, but wouldn't other people be sad if they didn't get the buttons?"

“I was referring to Tomatsu and Imokawa,” he added.

The girl gave a soft hum, and the maid's hand trembled slightly.

“If your aunt hears you say that, she’ll definitely yell at you to get a whip and whip you again.”

Jun Matsue smiled and picked up a comb from the table to comb her hair.

“I thought that on a day like today, your aunt would pick you up early.”

"Why did she take me away?" Mochizuki Haruka lowered her eyes slightly, feeling the boy's gentle touch.

“My aunt can’t accompany me to class like you can. She just needs to be in the auditorium on time.”

“That makes sense…” Jun Matsue looked at the clear sunlight outside the window.

The boy had visited Wangyue's family home twice recently, but his aunt gave him a cold shoulder both times.

After all, he's currently living with her niece and other people in a semi-cohabiting relationship, so it's already a good thing that his aunt is willing to let him into the Wangyue family.

"Don't worry about Auntie." The girl turned her head.

"She's not a tactless person. At most, she might make things difficult for you in private, but she definitely won't do anything during the graduation ceremony."

“I know.” Jun Matsue gently rubbed her earlobe.

"I was just wondering why I didn't see Jinzhi?"

“It’s in the living room.” Mochizuki Haruka took the comb from his hand.

"There are cosmetics all over the table, and I'm afraid it will jump up and knock them over."

"I need to tie my hair up. Songzhi, go feed her breakfast. It should be about time."

The boy bowed dramatically, then backed out of the bedroom and gracefully closed the door.

"As ordered."

Back in the hallway, heading towards the living room at the other end, the golden cat playing on the climbing frame by the wall jumped down on its own and circled around his trouser leg, meowing.

"...Are you hungry?"

Jun Matsue took out cat food from the cabinet, poured it into Jinzhi's small bowl, and watched her lick her lips and eat with her head down.

After staring at the cat enjoying its meal for a few minutes, the boy heard the footsteps of another proud little cat behind him. He turned around and looked at the girl who was walking into the living room.

"How was it?" Mochizuki Haruka, now dressed in her school uniform, walked up to him and twirled around confidently.

"Do you think the pine branch looks good?"

Jun Matsue, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up, carefully examined her face, and then nodded.

"Although apart from the lipstick, there's no difference between Haruka and her usual appearance—but of course, she's still as beautiful as ever."

The girl smiled and rolled her eyes at him, then brushed a strand of hair from her shoulder.

"Can't you see such an eye-catching hairstyle?"

Mochizuki Haruka wore her hair in pigtails today. Her smooth hair at the back of her head was still loose, but two strands were tied into pigtails from the side. At first glance, it would remind people of a blonde beauty who pilots a giant humanoid weapon, or a poor family head who is good at gem magic.

However, two strands of black hair peeked out from the girl's neck and fell over her shoulders, reaching down to her collarbone—paired with her neat, slightly curled bangs, giving her an air of sweet and delicate young lady.

"Xiaoyao's hairstyle is also very beautiful." The boy twirled the ribbon wrapped in her braid.

"I don't know why, but the aloof feeling seems to have become much stronger."

“I’ve always been aloof,” Mochizuki Haruka said, grabbing his fingers.

Do you think I treat everyone the same way I treat you?

Jun Matsue smiled happily and leaned closer to the girl's face to take a good look.

"Hmm...you used eyeshadow and blush? No wonder Xiaoyao looks so radiant today."

The girl's skin is usually fair with a slight pink tint, and this warm blush, like that of Imokawa, usually only appears on her face afterward.

"Actually, I also used mascara." Mochizuki Haruka blinked in surprise. "How did Matsueda notice?"

"After all, I watch you guys wash and take care of your skin every day now." Jun Matsueda picked up the cat food on the sofa and poured some more for the cats on the floor.

"What else is there for concealer, primer, sunscreen..."

"However, Xiaoyao's eyelashes are already very thick and beautiful, so you can't tell whether she uses mascara or not."

The girl gave a soft hum, "It seems that Songzhihua's skill in using sweet talk hasn't diminished either."

She grabbed the boy's hand to stop the cat food from spilling into the bowl—Jinzhi, waiting below, meowed twice, looking unsatisfied.

"This is enough for breakfast." Mochizuki Haruka looked down at the adorable little creature at her feet.

"This guy needs to eat less and exercise more lately—spring is coming soon, he can't keep getting fatter."

The cat, which had gained half a size, let out two pitiful meows before burying its head in its food again.

A few minutes later, after finishing her breakfast, Jinzhi was held in her owner's arms. The boy and girl returned to the living room of 602. When Yamami Maki, who was sitting at the dining table, saw them, she immediately grabbed the yellow chick hopping next to the computer.

"Why didn't you tell me you brought Jinzhi here?" She used both hands to protect the parrot and moved it away.

"I'm holding it right now." Mochizuki Haruka hugged the cat tighter in her arms.

"Jinzhi is incredibly lazy, and it's not like it's the first time it's met your parrot."

"But we should be prepared for the worst—"

Yamami Maki stood up and put her little Aoi back in its cage—the bewildered parrot twisted its head in her hand and chirped twice.

“We definitely need to be more cautious.” Jun Matsueda nodded in agreement.

"If I'm not around, it's best not to let Jinzhi and Xiaokui stay together—even if it's in a cage, it's not okay."

Some time ago, he was researching pet issues in apartments with the girls and looked up many cases online—even if a parrot is in a cage, there is still a risk of being scratched by a cat reaching in with its claws.

"Whatever you want." Mochizuki Haruka rubbed the ears of the cat in her arms.

"But what difference does it make whether Songzhi is present or not?"

Jun Matsue held his finger up in front of the cat's eyes, then immediately moved it away when the cat reached out.

“If we’re close enough, Jinzhi will be caught by me before she can catch the parrot.”

"..." The girl's lips moved.

She originally wanted to say how could a pine branch be faster than a cat, but considering the exaggerated physical abilities of boys, it didn't seem like a pipe dream that they could be faster than a cat.

Moreover, that cat was Jinzhi.

Wang Yueyao gently lifted the little female cat in her arms, receiving a lazy purr in response.

"Ready to leave?"

A gentle, girlish voice came from the corridor. Jun Matsueda turned around—the white school uniform skirt swayed gracefully as she walked through the corridor toward him.

When Tomatsu Yuka returned to the living room and stepped into the bright sunlight, the boy blinked in surprise.

"...Did Tomatsu wear makeup?"

Mochizuki Haruka glanced at the girl, snorted, and sat down on the sofa with her back to the two of them, hugging the cat.

"No-makeup makeup is a synonym for scheming."

"You can't say that." Yamami Maki closed the birdcage and sat back down at the dining table, smiling at her roommate.

"This natural makeup look is popular with both men and women."

Mochizuki Haruka's voice came from the sofa—"That's why it's called scheming."

Tomatsu Yuka smiled nonchalantly, put her hands behind her back, and twirled her skirt.

"How are you feeling, Jun-kun?"

“Hmm…” Jun Matsue circled around her.

"Her hair is smoother, her eyes are brighter, and her smile is sweeter—but it doesn't seem any different from usual."

"You've seen a lot, haven't you..." Mochizuki Haruka pursed her lips, turned on the TV, and turned up the volume.

She didn't want to listen to Songzhi's sweet talk to other women.

"That's good!"

Tomatsu Yuka laughed, hooking a strand of black hair near her cheek with her index finger and curling it.

"I think I was fine before, there's no need to change my look for graduation."

“I agree.” Jun Matsue nodded in agreement. “I think the white dress you wore when you started school was very nice.”

"Really?" The girl tilted her head cutely.

"But wearing this to the graduation ceremony is still a bit too conspicuous—right now I just want to wear my school uniform and be a nobody next to Tsun-kun~"

Gazing into her honey-colored eyes, a smile crept into the boy's eyes as he took his step forward, only to be interrupted by a girl's voice from the side—

"what about me?"

Mochizuki Haruka turned her head to look at him from the sofa.

"According to what Songzhi says, I should probably dress up for the start of school too, right?"

“How can they be the same?” Jun Matsue met her gaze frankly.

"One of Xiaoyao's characteristics is her sense of fashion and ever-changing styles—I still remember when your friends surrounded you and fiddled with your hair."

The girl blinked, turned around, and continued teasing the cat, seemingly letting him go.

A gentle chuckle sounded in his ear, and the boy turned around—Yamami Maki was sitting in front of the computer, covering her mouth, but she couldn't hide her smiling eyes.

"It's nothing~" she waved her hand.

"I was just thinking about the time when we were all in school."

"..." Jun Matsueda's smile held a hint of emotion.

Their real interaction probably dates back to the summer of their enrollment, during the brass band's training camp by Lake Ashi.

Although the relationship between the four has completely changed, they can still live together with the memories of high school even after graduation—which is a rare kind of luck.

The boy glanced at the senior's laptop; the time on the corner of the screen had already jumped to 8:55.

He stretched and gently tapped the wooden dining table.

"That's about enough, let's get ready to go."

At 9:05 a.m., Yamami Maki walked out of the elevator alone.

It took the girl a while to change her clothes, so Jun Matsue went downstairs to get her car first. Haruka Mochizuki and Yuka Tomatsu, who had changed into their school uniforms, naturally followed the boys, so she was the one who locked the apartment door in the end.

When Yamami Maki stepped out of the apartment, a discreet black sedan was already parked on the street in front of her. She opened the car door and got into the back seat, where she saw two women, a man, and a cat.

"Why did you bring Jinzhi along?"

The girl closed the car door and hugged the cat that was lying on the seat into her arms.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Mochizuki Haruka turned around and glanced back.

"Rion and the others are very curious about Jinzhi and want me to take them to meet her."