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Hearing his words, the girl's tense expression relaxed again. She observed Matsueda Jun's expression and, after confirming that he would not pursue the matter further, handed over the test paper in her hand.

"It's this bio-power generation mode..."

As she watched the light of the setting sun slowly move across the window, from the boy's face in front of her to her own hand, Yamami Maki felt somewhat dazed.

With the competition approaching, shouldn't the time for coaching be increased accordingly?

Chapter 244 Tit-for-Tit and Exclusive Time

So, did you end up joining a club?

After geography class on Saturday morning, Jun Matsue asked Haruka Mochizuki, who was slumped over her desk, a question. The girl was starting to get sleepy, so he decided to chat with her to keep her awake.

"No, I went to the hospital later..." The girl turned her head to look at him, her eyelids already beginning to droop.

Haruka Mochizuki did consider joining the newspaper club where Jun Matsueda was, but then she thought about it again. This guy wouldn't be going to the newspaper club often anyway, so she might as well go to his apartment to find him instead of joining the club.

When the topic of clubs came up, the girl suddenly perked up a bit. She got up from the table and asked Matsueda Jun in a nonchalant manner.

"By the way, it seems like Matsueda went to watch the brass band's performance on the day of the club recruitment?"

"Is that so? What's wrong?" Jun Matsue took out the world history textbook he would use for the next class from the drawer, without looking at the girl.

“Many people are talking about your interactions with Tomatsu Yuka…” Mochizuki Haruka’s face moved a little closer to his, and the deep pool in the girl’s eyes rippled.

“Uh, didn’t you go to the hospital? Some things become less true as they’re passed down.” He flipped through his world history textbook.

For example, the interaction didn't even exist. He was just watching Tomatsu Yuka walk around him. How did that become an interaction?

Mochizuki Haruka held her phone up to Matsueda Jun. On the screen was a video taken by an unknown person. A girl in an orange skirt moved lightly, dancing and playing a flute around a boy. Even though her eyes were not clearly visible in the video, one could feel the boundless affection in the girl's movements.

What's more, the people in the video are singing "I love you baby~"

“Matsueda, some girls look innocent, but they’re actually quite cunning. Haven’t you already experienced that?” Mochizuki Haruka left her seat and walked to Matsueda Jun’s side, placing her hands on his shoulders.

"Don't let your guard down just because she's become well-behaved now..."

With a crisp, loud "smack," Tomatsu Yuka slammed her Japanese history textbook onto the table.

"What are Mochizuki-san and Matsue-san talking about? May I listen?"

The girl's previous class was Japanese history. She didn't choose geography, so she had to go to another classroom for class. As soon as she returned, she heard Mochizuki Haruka talking badly about her.

“I was telling Matsue that although some of the Tomatsu are behaving very well now, their dark nature can’t be erased.” Mochizuki Haruka seemed completely unaware that she was speaking ill of them.

"Even so, you still want to study Tomatsu's notes, don't you?" Tomatsu Yuka said with a smile. "Before, I don't know which Mochizuki was, but he kept pestering Matsu-san and caused him a lot of trouble."

Both girls' tones became emotional, and in their banter, they seemed to forget that they themselves were not exactly innocent and cute creatures.

"Before you arrogantly accused me, did you forget one thing—without my cleanup, you might still be being harassed by some disgusting landmine woman." Mochizuki Haruka took out a notebook from her bag.

"Here you go, whoever wants to watch it can watch it!"

“Of course I’m grateful to Mochizuki-san.” Tomatsu Yuka’s smile became even brighter. “So if you still have any missed lessons, you can come to me and I can continue to lend you my notes.”

"After all, I'm a relatively kind person. Even if you're insulting me while imitating me, I can still forgive you."

"Class is about to start, you two." Jun Matsueda tapped his desk. "Could you please go back to your seats?"

Mochizuki Haruka glared at Tomatsu Yuka, then returned to her seat and lay down to sleep.

Tomatsu Yuka returned to her seat with a smile, holding her recovered notebook, though the girl's smile didn't look very friendly.

From the start of this class, the atmosphere in the back of the classroom became tense, with the girls' hostile gazes flying back and forth over Matsueda Jun's head, continuing until after school.

When the bell rang, before the two girls on either side could speak, Jun Matsue stood up first.

"I have to practice the experimental procedures for the biology competition after school today, so I'm busy no matter who asks me. That's all."

He grabbed his schoolbag and quickly walked out the back door, leaving the unsuspecting girls in the classroom.

As he left the classroom, the wind from outside swept into the corridor, carrying the slightly damp smell of earth after the rain. The fresh air made his body relax unconsciously, and Jun Matsue exhaled.

Sure enough, having too many girls is a hassle. He walked upstairs, starting to think about how to make them behave.

After spending the entire journey, Jun Matsue still couldn't come up with an effective method. He pushed open the door to the biology lab.

Who told him his heart couldn't harden anymore?

The dark laboratory felt somewhat cold. Jun Matsueda changed into the lab coat by the door and walked towards the girl in the center of the room.

"Matsueda-kun is here." Yami Maki didn't look up, her eyelashes fluttering under the cold white light as a greeting.

"Is the senior doing a new experiment?" He stood behind the girl, watching her put two centrifuge tubes into the centrifuge.

"Hmm." Yamami Maki's voice was soft and gentle. "DNA extraction experiments are so troublesome to perform."

The girl hesitated in front of the machine's buttons, trying to recall the settings she had made.

A few seconds later, she turned to look at the boy behind her, "12,000 revolutions per minute, five minutes of centrifugal force?"

“Bingo~” Jun Matsueda nodded, the girl turned around and pressed the button, then sat down on the chair next to the control panel to wait.

Three days have passed since Yami Maki suggested to Matsueda Jun that they increase tutoring time. Only after the girl obtained permission to use the high-end equipment through her homeroom teacher was she able to have this laboratory where the two of them were alone after school.

The girl was looking down at the experimental instructions when Jun Matsueda's gaze shifted from the running centrifuge to his senior's profile.

"It's definitely more peaceful when there are fewer people," he couldn't help but sigh.

"What?" Yamami Maki looked up, casting a curious glance at her.

"I just feel like there are too many people in the classroom, and I can't calm down." Jun Matsue walked to the workbench next to the girl to prepare the consumables for the enzyme activity assay experiment.

As a high school, Haneoka High School only has one instrument for most of its molecular biology and biochemistry experiments, so the two people have to take turns operating it. Yamami Maki watched as Matsueda Jun added leaves, quartz sand and buffer solution to the mortar and began the grinding process.

"It feels like I'm making matcha powder," the girl laughed.

"Would the young lady like to have a taste?" Jun Matsueda raised the mortar and pestle with both hands and respectfully presented it to Maki Yami.

"No, no, no~" the senior student waved her hand with a smile, "Eating this would definitely cause health problems."

The boy shook his head regretfully and continued grinding. The girl leaned forward, placing her hands on her lap and supporting her chin with her right hand. Although she didn't leave the chair, she was now closer to him.

She preferred this space after school, which belonged only to the two of them, to the classroom where lectures and exercises were held.

“I’m so glad that Matsueda-san thinks so too.”

The girl looked at his profile, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible.

Chapter 245 How the Girls Spend Their Sundays

On Sunday, at the Setagaya Keido café, an elderly man with white hair strolled slowly by the window, leading two golden retrievers.

"Hey, senior, how's Matsueda's preparation for the biology competition going?" Tomatsu Yuka put down her coffee cup and asked the girl sitting opposite her.

In front of Yamami Maki was a small piece of chocolate raspberry cake. Hearing her junior's question, her right hand, which was holding a spoon, twitched slightly with her little finger.

"Why is Yuka suddenly asking this?" The girl remained calm, scooped up a small piece of cake with deep red jam and put it in her mouth, concealing her inner panic.

Could it be that my affair with Matsueda has been discovered?

Even though Yamami Maki knew perfectly well that she hadn't done anything, the notes in her heart were already swirling with anxiety.

"Because you're going to participate in the competition next week, right?" Tomatsu Yuka took a bite of the cherry blossom milk pudding, her expression very satisfied.

“These past few days, Songzhi has been reading biology books during breaks and lunch breaks, but he disappears as soon as school is over.”

“He is much more serious than when he was preparing for the academic competition. Of course I hope he will achieve good results.”

"You're also preparing for the biology competition, so you should know about Songzhi's progress, right?"

The girl simply noticed how focused Matsueda Jun was and wanted to check on him.

"Is that so..." Yami Maki's thoughts slowly returned to normal; she had thought her junior was about to start questioning her.

"Matsueda is progressing much faster than me. I don't know him very well, but he's very well prepared."

The girl savored the sweetness of the raspberry cake with the tip of her tongue. It's likely that Songzhi spent so much time preparing it partly because of her tutoring.

"Speaking of which, doesn't Yuuka even ask me how my preparations are going?" Yamami Maki joked, now that she felt relieved. "She doesn't care about me at all!"

"I'm sorry~" Tomatsu Yuka blinked, "Girls in love always put their sweethearts first."

"If I didn't care about my senior, why would I be sitting in this coffee shop?"

From dating and hairstyles to seasons and pets, the girls seemed tired and quietly drank their coffee, each finishing the remaining small piece of cake and the half-circled pudding.

Without prior arrangement, they all looked out the window and began to ponder the same question.

What is Matsueda doing right now?

As Jun Matsuoka looked out onto the balcony, a crow landed on the railing and stared back at him from inside the living room.

"Chun-ge, stop spacing out, it's your turn to act!" Miyamura Aya tugged at his sleeve.

"Yes, yes~" Jun Matsueda turned around and looked at the three people gathered around the coffee table. Aya Miyamura, Haruka Mochizuki, and Yosuke Kurusu were all sitting on the sofa, while Jun Matsueda was sitting on a soft cushion on the floor with his back to the TV.

On the coffee table was a Monopoly map, which Aya-chan brought, and Mochizuki Haruka was someone she had called from next door.

"So what should I do now?" It was one o'clock in the afternoon, and he should have been lying in his room taking a nap, but the girls called him out.

“Roll the dice.” Sitting to the right of Matsueda Jun, Mochizuki Haruka stretched out her hand and placed two dice in front of him.

The girl sat on the edge of the sofa, very close to Jun Matsueda. Since he was sitting on the floor, he could see her fair and shapely legs with just a turn of his head. Her calves rubbed against the sofa, as if trying to attract someone's attention.

"Hurry up, Matsushige, I need to buy land!" Sitting to his left, Kurusu Yosei poked his knee with his toe.

"So why play Monopoly?" Even as he asked this, he still rolled the dice. The two delicate cubes spun three times on the table and stopped in front of Miyamura Aya.

"Nine o'clock!" the girl announced loudly.

Yosuke Kurusu picked up the blue figure representing Jun Matsueda and scurried nine squares across the map. "It's an event~ What kind of event will plumber Jun Matsueda encounter?"

The four-player Monopoly game is a Sims version, where each character has a profession and the events are much more bizarre and unusual.

Mochizuki Haruka picked up the pile of event cards on the right side of the coffee table and placed the first card in front of Matsueda Jun. The three girls all seemed very enthusiastic while playing the game.

"...Marriage?" Jun Matsueda read out the instructions on the card, and the eyes of the girls sitting on either side of him began to sparkle.

"To whom?" Mochizuki Haruka leaned closer to him. "To marry Player Number Two. If you are Player Number Two, then choose a player to marry."

"What player number am I again?" Kurusu Yosei stared at the ceiling, pondering, while Mochizuki Haruka also tried to produce evidence that she was player number two.

"No need to think about it, player number two is me!" Aya Miyamura stood up from the sofa. "But my relationship with Jun-nii... wouldn't that be a bit awkward?"

“You’re the one.” Jun Matsueda slapped the marriage event card in front of her. “After that, each round of actions will include options such as ‘dating,’ which may trigger events such as ‘honeymoon,’ ‘argument,’ or ‘cheating.’”

The girls on both sides sighed, but their disappointment only lasted a short while, because Matsueda Jun soon "cheated" on someone else, this time to player number 3, Mochizuki Haruka.

So, in one afternoon, the four millionaires went through a series of marriages, divorces, breakups, seductions, and affairs, their chaotic relationships enough to fill a two-million-word novel.

"Can we play fewer of these kinds of games in the future?" Jun Matsue asked Aya Miyamura, who was relaxing on the balcony after finishing Monopoly.

"Isn't it quite interesting?" Aya smiled happily, took a couple of sips of the juice that Mochizuki Haruka had brought, and looked at the girls glaring at each other in the living room.

"If Chun-ge were to get married now, who would be the most suitable partner?"

"Don't bring games into reality, okay?" Jun Matsueda rolled his eyes at her and walked towards the kitchen. The three of them unanimously requested that he cook dinner tonight because he had cheated on his wife the most.

While waiting for the curry to cook, Jun Matsue secretly pondered the question the girl had raised.

When it comes to marriage... I guess a girl who is good at being a homemaker is definitely better, right?

Back home, Yamami Maki sneezed, the girl shook her head cutely, and walked out of the bedroom with a dignified smile on her face.

"Tonight we have tomato beef brisket, which is Moji's favorite!" The woman at the table waved to her. "You've been spending so much time studying lately, you need to eat more to replenish your energy."

"Thank you, Mom~" The girl sat down at the dining table, and the silent man finally spoke.

"Did you get into another argument with Kuroba Shin?" The middle-aged man took a small sip of sake. "I told you before, she still has the mentality of a child, there's no need to argue with her."

"Yes." Yamami Maki nodded respectfully.

"As I told you before, regarding your choice of university major and career planning, the family hopes that more of your generation will enter the legal system, or study political science or economics. It will be more convenient for you to manage a company or become a member of parliament later."

"Choose one yourself, see which path you prefer, and stop hesitating."

"Yes."

"Let's eat." The man picked up his chopsticks, then suddenly remembered something and said to the girl.

"Don't take winning or losing too seriously. We've never asked you to win. After this competition, make up for the flower arrangement and tea ceremony classes you missed."

"……Yes."