Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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“That’s right!” The girl stood up from behind the drawing board with a “whoosh.”

"It's finished!"

Jun Matsue immediately got up from his chair and stretched vigorously.

Holding one position still is actually a little more uncomfortable than having to keep moving continuously...

"Thank you for your hard work, Matsue~" Natsumi Imokawa took his arm. "Let's go see Maki's painting!"

The two walked to the easel, and Maki tossed out a spot with satisfaction, flicking the portrait on the easel.

"How is it? It's pretty good, isn't it?"

Before the boy was a clean-lined sketch, a close-up of his profile. Although it only used black and white lines, it was able to present the three-dimensional light and shadow of his facial features and the texture of his skin with delicate strokes, making it look lifelike and very natural.

What's even more impressive is that the expression of the person in the painting is not cold—the boy's gaze is looking out of the picture, and although the artist did not depict the object of his gaze, the gentleness and joy in his eyes are still clearly visible.

Matsueda Junjin couldn't help but nod. "The first place in the entrance exam is truly remarkable."

"Right?" The girl next to him chuckled.

"Boyfriend, how about you be my nude model? I can tell at a glance you have a great figure, it would be a shame not to draw it~"

"No!" Natsumi Imokawa immediately threw herself into the boy's arms and hugged him tightly.

"The pine branch is mine, I can't show it to you!"

She hasn't even seen her boyfriend naked yet, how can she let others see him!

Maki shut her mouth and didn't say anything. She hadn't given up, but instead looked at the model in front of her with a smile.

"..." Jun Matsueda's eyes looked a little strange.

If he had encountered someone saying this to him outside of Tokyo University of the Arts, he would have walked away expressionlessly long ago.

But this is Tokyo University of the Arts, and the girl in front of him doesn't seem to want anything to happen between them—who would try to steal someone's girlfriend on the first date, especially in front of his girlfriend?

"Thank you, but I have no intention of becoming a nude model."

"Never mind then~" the girl holding the pencil waved her hand.

"What's your boyfriend's name? You'll definitely be in high demand when you come to Tokyo University of the Arts. I'd like to make an impression on you first."

“…” Jun Matsue looked up at the girl in his arms and smiled.

"Just call me Boyfriend Jun."

Maki blinked in surprise and glanced at Natsumi Imokawa, who was hugging a boy and looking protective of her food.

Could it be that Natsumi-chan, who looks like a harmless little animal, is actually extremely controlling and has her boyfriend completely under her thumb?

"Anyway, it's been quite interesting getting to know you." The girl turned and walked gracefully towards the door.

"I still have homework to do, so I'll give this painting to you guys. Natsumi-chan, you're in the directing department, right? Remember to call me if you do anything fun next time~"

Watching her close the studio door, Jun Matsue looked down at his girlfriend, Natsumi Imokawa, who was embracing him, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you so nervous about?" He pinched the girl's cheek. "Do you really think I'd become a nude model?"

Natsumi Imokawa blinked guiltily, "Actually, the pay for modeling is pretty good."

"So what?" The boy pinched her soft cheek and shook it.

"I don't want to use my image to make money, otherwise Xia Shi would have seen me in fashion magazines long ago."

"I was thinking that Songzhi might be short of money..." The girl let him play with her face.

"If you ever need money, Songzhi, you must tell me! I have money!"

“I don’t need the money.” Jun Matsueda couldn’t help but laugh. “But thank you for your concern, Natsumi.”

The boy is not short of money now—in terms of daily living needs, although his savings are not much, he has not yet spent them all.

After he has settled into university life, he will start working again—finding a proper company for an internship, instead of doing odd jobs in the service industry like before.

As for expenses beyond daily life, the eldest daughter of the Mochizuki family will cover them for him. Once Matsueda Jun has gained work experience, he will prepare to join the Mochizuki Group and work for the young girl for the rest of his life.

Speaking of which, entering a family office or becoming a professional manager should be the ultimate goal for the highest-paid employees...

"Pine branches?"

The boy snapped out of his daze—Natsumi Imokawa had taken down the sketch from the drawing board and opened it in front of him.

Should I keep this painting or should you keep it?

“I’ll definitely put it with you,” Jun Matsue answered without hesitation.

"Although it is indeed very beautiful, I am not so narcissistic as to stare at my own sketch every day to admire it - it is better to leave it to Natsumi."

"Then I'll buy a picture frame at school." The girl nodded.

“Our school’s art shop is professional. I’ll have them frame my sketch this afternoon and hang it on the wall when I get home.”

"Is this what art university is like?" The boy smiled as he looked at his sketch on the paper. "It does seem quite interesting."

“There are still many interesting places!” Natsumi Imokawa took his hand. “I’ll continue showing you around!”

"This building we are in now is the painting building of the Faculty of Fine Arts. As the name suggests, it belongs to the painting department."

"Besides that, there's the Sculpture Building, the Metalworking Building... I haven't been there yet—but the school regularly updates promotional videos for each major, and I'd like to sign up to join the team and go inside to take a look!"

"As for the music department, they're on the campus across the street—"

"And what about your film department?" Jun Matsue asked as he walked down the hallway.

"Behind the Faculty of Fine Arts!" The girl beside me pointed to the wall at the end of the corridor.

"However, our department is not so easy to visit - rooms with equipment require prior permission, and as for ordinary classrooms, it should be no different from the school in Songzhi."

“After all, the equipment is very expensive.” Jun Matsueda looked out the window of the corridor—there were groups of students walking by downstairs, as if they were going to have lunch.

"Even though it's the weekend, there seem to be quite a lot of students on campus."

Natsumi Imokawa blinked in surprise. "Is no one at the University of Tokyo on the weekend?"

"There aren't that many people, because classes are usually not scheduled on weekends."

“We don’t schedule classes on weekends, but many people still come to school.”

"For practice?" The boy turned to look at her. "Like Maki-san?"

The girl holding the camera nodded.

"Because most people choose their major because they like it. Even if they don't have classes, they will still draw or play the piano. It is definitely more convenient to practice at school than at home."

"I also came to the school to take pictures today!" She waved the camera in her hand.

"My plan is to take pictures of the area around the school first, and also take some pictures of the pine branches~"

Jun Matsueda smiled. "So I'm going to start modeling again?"

"Thank you for your help, Matsushige~" Natsumi Imokawa tilted her head and rubbed against his shoulder.

"I'll pay you too—I'll treat you to lunch!"

The boy suddenly pulled her into his arms, and their cheeks pressed intimately together.

"Isn't Xia Shi my salary?"

Stepping out of the art department building, the boys and girls began to stroll along the edge of the school. The nearly 11 o'clock sun felt warm on their skin, making them unconsciously slow down their pace under the sky.

“Our school often holds exhibitions and concerts,” Natsumi Imokawa said to the boy next to her while taking pictures with her camera.

"Pine branches are welcome to come and visit more often when you have time, okay?"

“I need Natsumi with me,” Matsueda Jun said with a smile.

The girl turned to the side and captured the smile on his face in a snapshot. "Isn't that obvious?"

As they walked and took pictures, a grove of cherry blossoms soon appeared before them. The boy took out his phone and took a picture of the girl taking pictures of the cherry blossoms.

"There are cherry blossoms planted here at Tokyo University of the Arts too."

“It looks like the same variety as the one in Ueno Park~” Natsumi Imokawa said, stopping in her tracks.

She turned back to her boyfriend and stuffed the camera into the bag on his back.

"What?" Jun Matsueda turned to look at her movements. "Natsumi, are you done filming already? Or is the battery dead?"

"No!" The girl shook her head, the sunflower hair clip in her hair sparkling.

"I want to kiss cherry blossoms when I see them! But it's uncomfortable to kiss them while holding a camera!"

Her serious attitude in preparing beforehand was particularly amusing, and the boy chuckled silently again.

"All right!"

Natsumi Imokawa tightened her grip on the backpack, pulled it off her boyfriend's shoulder, and placed it on the ground beside him. She took two steps back, straightened her bangs and collar under the cherry blossom branches, and then opened her arms.

Come on, let's kiss!

Jun Matsue smiled and stepped forward, gently embracing the girl.

A warm and soft touch pressed against him, like burying himself in a giant marshmallow. He inhaled the bright fragrance of the black hair on his cheek, and his body and mind felt lighter.

Natsumi Imokawa quickly cupped his cheeks—these were the handsome features that had just appeared on the sketch paper, now gazing intently at her, even his pupils reflecting the color of her floral dress.

The girl's eyelashes trembled contentedly as she closed her eyes and met her boyfriend's lips.

The sweet, smooth, and supple touch pressed against his lips, then gradually amplified in Jun Matsue's heart—the magic of love lies in its ability to transform a simple touch of lips into the most pleasant and captivating thing in the world.

The boy didn't close his eyes; rather than immersing himself in the kiss, he preferred to admire his girlfriend's blissful face in these moments.

However, the boy soon lost his composure, as the girl's tongue quietly darted out and awkwardly parted his lips.

This wasn't the first time Jun Matsueda had kissed Natsumi Imokawa, but they had only ever kissed briefly before. This was the first time they had such an in-depth interaction.

So the boy closed his eyes as well, focusing on guiding the girl's tentative advances. The two embraced even tighter under the cherry blossom tree—unaware that a sudden gust of wind was blowing cherry blossoms down and scattering them all over each other's hair.

At first, Natsumi Imokawa's movements were clumsy and cautious, like a small snake crawling out of its hole for the first time.

After receiving a positive response, the girl quickly became bolder, following her boyfriend's movements as he spun around and sucked—a faint sound emanated from under the cherry blossom tree, masked by the warmth of the sun and the gentle rustling of the breeze.

The soft, delicate body in his arms gradually warmed up, yet he showed no intention of letting go. Feeling the girl's passion as if she wanted to meld him into her body, Matsueda Jun's lowered eyelashes trembled involuntarily.

Trying to gradually develop a relationship with someone like Natsumi Imokawa seems a bit difficult...

Chapter 890 Patience in "Feeding"

Just after 6 p.m., when Jun Matsue walked out of Yotsuya Station, the sky above him was still not dark.

As he followed the passengers exiting the station onto the pedestrian walkway on the bridge, he looked up and saw another tram approaching along the tracks beneath the bridge, creating a whooshing sound.

The boy paused briefly, watching the cars and people rushing by, until a pink sedan stopped in front of him.

"What are you doing standing here in a daze, Matsugi?" Kurusu Yosei asked with a smile as he rolled down the car window.

Jun Matsueda blinked. The idol was a passenger seat away from him. The girl had one hand on the steering wheel and sunglasses clipped to her collar, looking quite dashing.

"I was just thinking about the movie I just watched." He smiled as he came back to his senses.

"Miss Yangshi, are you going home? Would you mind taking me with you?"

The girl raised an eyebrow smugly. "Of course~"

The boy opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. The shiny light pink sports car quickly left the station behind and headed towards the apartment in Wakaba Town.

Wakaba-cho is located west of Yotsuya Station. On the way home, you can see the afterglow of the sunset in the sky. Jun Matsueda rested his hand on the half-open car window, letting the cool breeze mess up his bangs.

"The feeling of a sports car is definitely different from that of a regular car."

"Right~" Kurusu Yosei, who was holding the steering wheel, glanced at him and lowered the windows on both sides of the car.

"However, I think it's a bit of a waste to buy a sports car just for commuting to and from get off work!"

The girl stepped on the gas, saying, "So I've already planned it—"

"Once I'm done with this busy period, let's go on a road trip together, Songzhi!"

"Let's drive to Nagano! I heard Nagano has beautiful scenery in spring—it's not too far, just two or three hours' drive, perfect for a leisurely drive around in our Subaru!"

Yosei Kurusu bought himself his first car, a Subaru BRZ, a sports car that wasn't very well-known.

Although it only looks a little shorter than a regular sedan, has a more streamlined and stylish body, and a more prominent air intake at the front... it is indeed a proper sports car that would appear on the racetrack.

—For celebrities, such a car might be a bit eye-catching, but after careful selection, Miss Idol still chose it without hesitation.