Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Jun Matsue opened his mouth and swallowed most of the remaining piece of beef in one gulp.

"...It's really good." He chewed it. "It's tender and flavorful, and the seasonings aren't too strong. It's quite suitable for pairing with wine."

"That makes sense!" Miss Idol picked up her beer mug. "Cheers again—"

The boy picked up his glass and clinked it with his own. "I'll only drink this one. I'll get drunk if I drink too much."

"Okay, okay~" Kurusu Yosei pouted, "How come Matsueda is good at everything but so bad at drinking?"

"How would I know?" Jun Matsue wiped his fingers, then wiped the girl's fingers as well.

"Besides, I'm not good at everything, I just don't usually do things I'm not good at."

The idol, who was drinking, rolled her eyes.

"Could it be that all of Songzhi's abilities at the dinner table have gone into bed?"

"..." The boy paused in his eating—he almost choked on Kurusu's words.

"Maybe there really is some research on this!" The girl suddenly became interested. "Like, the relationship between alcohol tolerance and sexual ability?"

“Theoretically speaking, there should be…” Jun Matsue finished the last two bites of rice in his bowl with fried chicken.

"If Kurusu is interested, I'll find some papers for you at the University of Tokyo in a few months."

"Then no need~" Kurusu Yosei waved his hand dismissively while holding the beef skewers.

"I don't need to know that, I just need to know that Matsueda O is very powerful~"

"..." The boy looked up at the screen behind the dining table. "Do you really have to bring this up during dinner?"

Fortunately, the izakaya was very noisy, so the girl's outburst did not get out.

Miss Idol grinned and stuck out her tongue, then covered her mouth with her wine glass.

"What are your plans for coming to Xixi after dinner?" Jun Matsue tasted her potato salad. "These districts in the city center are quite lively tonight."

Yosei Kurusu, holding a beer mug, blinked. "Matsueda means shopping?"

"That must be what Qi thinks." The boy wiped the oil stains off her cheek.

"Then let's go home!"

The girl's tone was not much different from when she announced that she wanted to drink, but it surprised Matsueda Jun even more.

"Going straight home? I thought Kurusu would drag me around outside forever, knowing his personality."

"That's probably how it usually is~" Miss Idol nodded.

"But today is the last day of work this year, and I just want to go home with Songzhi and get some rest."

"And then there's the gift exchange—my gift for Songzhi is still at home! If we've been out for ages and come home exhausted, how can we happily exchange gifts!"

“I also keep the gift I gave to Kurusu at home,” Jun Matsue said with a smile.

"Then let's eat and go home."

Half an hour later, he walked out of the izakaya arm in arm with his idol. Kurusu Yosei put his coat back on and his baseball cap back on. The clerk glanced at him one last time but said nothing.

“She must be your fan,” the boy said, looking at his girlfriend beside him.

With a slightly flushed face and bright, sparkling eyes, she drank her pitcher of lemon shochu slowly, but still looked quite energetic.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it~" Yosei Kurusu said with a smile as he grabbed his arm.

"If you come here to eat again next time, I can get her an autograph and take a photo with her..."

"But tonight's time is precious, I can't waste it on her~"

Jun Matsue put his arm around the idol's shoulder and watched as the girl tilted her head comfortably and rubbed against his arm.

A cool night breeze brushed against his flushed cheeks, and his lover's pink ponytail shimmered under the streetlights—standing on the bustling street, watching all this, the boy felt more relaxed than ever before.

"Shall we take a taxi home today?" Yosuke Kurusu took out his phone and checked the time. "It takes almost an hour to get back by tram from here!"

So the boy also took out his phone, "I'll call a taxi."

"I'll reimburse you later~" the girl said, hugging his neck.

"It's time to buy a car too—we can drive around and have fun once Songzhi graduates."

“Then don’t buy a sports car.” Jun Matsue still remembered what she said back then, “A sports car isn’t practical if you really want to go out and have fun.”

Miss Idol rubbed her cheek hard, "I'll pick it with Pine Branch then~".

The boy blinked.

"I can smell it this time too."

"What does it taste like?" the girl asked, pressing her face against his.

"The taste of fried chicken and lemon soju..."

Half an hour later, footsteps were heard outside door 507.

The hallway light shone through the open door into the room, illuminating the dark entryway and casting the shadows of a boy and a girl on the floor.

"I'm home~~"

Yosei Kurusu cheered as she kicked off her shoes and walked straight into the living room. Jun Matsueda, who was following behind her, turned on the living room light and slowly changed his shoes.

"It's a bit cold in the room," he exhaled, a breath of warm air tinged with the scent of alcohol. "Should we turn on the air conditioner?"

"want!"

Miss Idol stylishly took off her coat, tossed it onto the bench next to the dining table, and then pounced on the air conditioner remote control on the coffee table.

"I don't want to wear so many clothes at home!"

After changing into slippers, Jun Matsue glanced at the girl's fair arms and smooth neck—her exposed skin appeared even more pink and supple due to the alcohol, looking very pleasant to touch.

Moreover, Kurusu has particularly good taste—she hadn't taken off her thigh-high stockings yet, and the boy was admiring the idol's fit and slender legs as he walked towards the bedroom.

"I'm going to get the gift..."

"Wait a minute!" Kurusu Yosei called out to him from the sofa, "Are you going to exchange gifts now, Matsueda?"

"What do you mean?" Jun Matsue stopped in his tracks. "Didn't Kurusu say he wanted to come back early to rest and exchange gifts?"

"Is there some other event?" He turned to look at the sofa.

"How about we watch the live music recording you just finished? Or maybe we can find some Christmas movies to watch?"

"It's time for a bath! A bath!" Miss Idol shouted to him, leaning on the back of the sofa.

"After get off work, I definitely need to take a nice hot bath first—it also helps get rid of the smell of fried chicken and alcohol on my body!"

The boy couldn't help but laugh, "I think the fried chicken flavor of Kurusu smells pretty good too."

"I don't want to kiss someone who smells like fried chicken!" Yosei Kurusu glared at him.

"So don't take the gift yet—grab a change of clothes and take a shower with me!"

Twenty minutes later, the shower stopped in the bathroom. Jun Matsue sat in the bathtub first, watching the girl slowly sit down with her back to him.

As the boy's body drew closer to her in the bath, he was quickly aroused by her smooth back, tight waist, and pert buttocks.

"The pine branch is already 0?"

Yosei Kurusu, who was sitting on his lap, quickly noticed and the girl smiled and twisted her waist to rub against him.

"Don't rush, we still need to exchange gifts!"

“…I know.” Jun Matsueda put his arm around the waist of the idol.

The delicate and firm texture felt wonderful, and he increased the pressure in his hands, quickly bringing the two people in the bathtub together.

"So comfortable..." Yosei Kurusu squinted her eyes and sighed, leaning against her boyfriend's chest.

"Taking a shower after drinking was more comfortable than I expected... It's my first time experiencing this."

"Why?" The boy continued to wrap one arm around her waist, while the other hand naturally caressed her thigh.

The girl turned her head and rubbed her cheek against his.

"Because there are risks involved in taking a shower after drinking alcohol—although it sounds very comfortable, it can accelerate alcohol absorption, increase the risk of stroke, cerebral hemorrhage, high blood pressure, dizziness, and so on..."

"So, if I were alone, I definitely couldn't take that kind of risk—I value my life very much!"

Jun Matsue laughed, "Luckily I didn't drink much, otherwise it would have been troublesome if we both passed out in the bathtub."

"That's the beauty of being in love!" Miss Idol exclaimed, as if telling some kind of parable.

After the bath, it was time for the long-awaited gift.

When the boy walked out of the bedroom with the gift box, Lai Xi was nowhere to be seen in the living room. The television was on, playing a Christmas Eve music variety show—on the screen was a familiar girl, dressed in gorgeous clothes, singing "Happy End," her close-up face still possessing a captivating, bewitching charm.

Jun Matsue listened to a few sentences in front of the TV, but there was no sound from the other bedroom, so he went over and knocked on the door.

"Here I am!"

When Yosei Kurusu opened the bedroom door, she was still wrapped in a thick bath towel, revealing the fleshy color of her northern hemisphere and a cleavage.

"Why is Kurusu still wrapped in a bath towel?" The boy blinked.

"I just finished blow-drying my hair~" The idol girl's eyes were sly.

"Let's not talk about that now. Is the gift I have in Songzhi's hand?"

"Hmm." Jun Matsueda handed over the small box. "Does Kurusu want to open it now?"

"want!"

The girl took the gift box, quickly unwrapped it, and opened the small box.

"It's an earring!" Her eyes lit up. "I didn't expect Songzhi to give me this!"

The boy smiled and said, "Because I saw it in the store and felt it would be a good fit for Laiqi."

The idol has pierced ears, but she usually only wears earrings when required for work. She put on the stud earrings directly and turned her head to show them to the boys.

"How about it?"

Jun Matsue reached out and gently touched her earlobe. "It really suits you."

He gave her a pair of sun-shaped earrings. The gold earrings were small, set against the girl's delicate earlobes, with wavy, radiating sun lines—not flashy or eye-catching, but perfectly complementing Kurusu's already radiant aura.

"Thank you, Matsushige!" Yosei Kurusu hugged him and kissed him.

"I love it! I'll wear it for you to see every day from now on!"

The boy put his arm around her and smiled. "So, what about Kurusu's gift?"

"..." The girl blinked mischievously.

"Wait for me a minute~"

Before Matsueda Jun could speak, she closed the door—the boy had no choice but to return to the television and admire the idol girl's appearance on camera.

But he quickly turned his head away—Kurasu's bedroom door had opened again.

"..."

Yosuke Kurusu changed out of his bath towel and put on a Christmas outfit instead.

A red strapless top with white fur trim, the neckline lower than the previous camisole, comparable to a bath towel; the hem is short, reaching only to the waist, revealing a full bust and a firm abdomen with a beautiful V-line.

Her lower body was clad in a matching short skirt, the hem of which was shorter than ever before. As the girl took her steps, the flesh-colored flesh of her thighs was revealed. Although it was decorated with white velvet trim, it could not hide her charming and seductive temperament.

"How was it?" Miss Idol jumped up and down, the pom-pom on her Santa hat swaying with her movements.

"Do you like the pine branches?"

"..." The boy couldn't take his eyes off her. "So your gift is this Christmas outfit?"

The girl shook her head vigorously, her breasts, which were covered by a strapless bra, swaying along with it.

It's me!

"..." Jun Matsue glanced at the pure and innocent songstress on TV, then at the sexy idol in front of him.

It looks like I won't be able to go to bed early this Christmas Eve.

Chapter 832 After Christmas, Jun Matsuoka Takes a Temporary Break

The next morning, when Jun Matsue woke up, the girl beside him was gently nudging his arm.