Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"I don't have any plans for today, but I'm going to the company to hear Sister Ju praise me and prepare for my performance on a music show~"

"..." The boy pursed his upturned lips and looked at her as if he were watching a dog that had brought back a frisbee and was wagging its tail to show off.

"I'm heading out now—"

"Wait a minute," Miss Idol called out to him, "Are you free tonight, Matsue?"

The boy standing in the entryway turned around. "What's wrong?"

“Let’s go to Shibuya tonight.” Yosei Kurusu stood up, twirling his hands to mimic falling snowflakes.

"Didn't I tell you before? There's an offline promotion for the new song today, and it'll snow in Shibuya!"

"Tonight..." the boy looked up and thought for a moment, "It should be fine, I'll ask Mochizuki if he has any plans."

"Why do we need to ask her!" the girl puffed out her cheeks.

“Because Mochizuki is my lover,” Jun Matsueda said, deliberately staring at the idol. “If I’m going to leave her at night, I’ll definitely have to tell her.”

Yosei Kurusu put on the wolf-ear pajamas hood and glared at him fiercely.

"If that doesn't work, then call Mochizuki Haruka too!"

Since it's Shibuya's shopping district, not a romantic setting for two, having Mochizuki Haruka there won't make a difference!

"We'll see. See you tonight."

"Be careful on the road—" the girl pouted, drawing out her words as she watched the boy leave.

She changed her mind; it would be better if "Happy End" became a huge hit soon!

A few minutes later, as Jun Matsue parked his bicycle and walked toward the nearby school building, he couldn't help but yawn again.

Last night, I watched the music video for the new song with Kurusu. After breaking free from the temptation of being intimate, we went downstairs together for oden and then accompanied her to spy on the comments section. By the time the guy climbed into bed alone, it was already past one o'clock.

For Jun Matsueda, who has always maintained a healthy lifestyle, he has almost never slept this late unless he is "sharing a bed" with girls.

As the boy walked through the chilly hallway into the classroom, the warm air inside greeted him, and as usual, he saw Tomatsu Yuka's sweet smile.

Good morning, Jun-kun~

"Good morning." After sitting down, Jun Matsueda put down his schoolbag and looked at Tomatsu, who was smiling broadly beside him.

"Sometimes I'm actually quite grateful to Yuhua."

"Hmm?" Tomatsu Tomoka tilted her head. "What do you mean?"

"No matter what day I go to school, seeing your beautiful and charming smile always brightens my mood, no matter how bad it is."

"I've watched it for free for three years, shouldn't I pay you something?"

"..." The girl's honey-colored pupils trembled, and the curve of her lips became even more genuine.

"I was hoping to see Tsun-kun before I could get into the right mindset for school. Maybe I should be the one paying for you~"

"So, Jun-kun is in a bad mood today?" she asked perceptively.

"No, I just slept a little late last night." Just as Jun Matsuoka took out his textbook, the other students walked in from outside.

"Did you hear that?!" the girl in the lead exclaimed loudly.

"I listened to Yang Shi-chan's new song on my way here, and I almost missed my stop!"

"You don't need to tell me~" The girl behind her pushed her forward, "I listened to it right after midnight yesterday, it's super good~"

"—It's a bit tear-jerking. I remembered how I cried so hard in bed when I was heartbroken before~"

"Hasn't Akari never been in a relationship before?"

That's why I was heartbroken!

The classroom suddenly became much livelier, and Tomatsu Yuka withdrew her gaze from the girls.

"So it's because of Yang Shisang?"

"Hmm." Jun Matsue opened the coffee he bought on the way and took a sip. "I watched the new song release with her."

“Happy End…” The girl’s tone changed slightly.

"I listened to it this morning when I had some time, and it is indeed a very touching song."

"And you can also feel a bit of Tsunkun's wicked sense of humor—" Her eyes held a hint of cunning, reflecting the shadow of the boy beside her.

"This is clearly a sad song, yet it's called 'happy end'..."

"Did Tsunku choose this name himself? It gives me a feeling similar to Imogawa's 'White Line Flow'."

"What does it feel like?" Jun Matsue asked—he didn't think he had anything in common with Imagawa.

Tomatsu Tomoka smiled and rubbed her eyes, feigning sadness.

"That feeling of deliberately destroying something beautiful right before your eyes~"

“…I’m sorry.” Jun Matsue looked at her cute way of pretending to wipe away tears.

"This song was originally written with the intention of softening your hearts, and it does have the suspicion of trying to make you cry."

"However, plans can't keep up with changes, and it's no longer important now."

"I knew it~" The girl glared at him without getting angry.

"Tsun-kun deliberately wrote this kind of song that pierces my heart!"

"It's okay." The boy opened his arms. "I will take responsibility for all of Yuuka's sadness."

The back door next to the two was suddenly pushed open, and Mochizuki Haruka walked into the classroom yawning, glancing at the person who had her arms outstretched.

"What responsibility?"

“Tsun-kun said he would take responsibility for me,” Tomatsu Yuka replied with a smile, watching the girl walk towards the window.

"...I thought it was something else." The young lady, with a cold expression, sat down with an elegant posture.

"Pine branches."

"What's wrong?" Jun Matsuoka pulled his arm back and turned around.

Mochizuki Haruka didn't answer. Instead, she brushed her hair aside, leaned down, and looked him up and down with her clear, stream-like eyes. She scrutinized his face carefully.

The girl nodded reluctantly and looked away. "It seems that Songzhi was quite well-behaved last night."

Jun Matsue blinked and looked to the other side, while Yuka Tomatsu also showed no surprise on her face.

"...You can tell that?"

Tomatsu Yuka smiled demurely, "If Tsunku had eaten it... he must be feeling incredibly refreshed right now."

Mochizuki Haruka casually interjected, "After all, Matsugi is a stamina monster; he never gets tired."

"I'm not a machine..." The boy looked up as his homeroom teacher walked into the classroom, took off the monthly schedule, and replaced it with a new one.

“December is here!” Kominato Shoko turned around and said to the students.

"The holiday will start earlier this year, so the final exams will also be earlier. It's not time for everyone to relax yet, is it?"

"Yes—" came the unified response from below the podium.

"So everyone should prepare well for the quiz in the first English class, okay?"

The response immediately became chaotic, interspersed with obvious wails. Jun Matsue took a sip of coffee and secretly took out his vibrating phone from his desk.

"I'm going to the office!"

Yosei Kurusu sent a selfie of himself standing at the entrance, along with a chibi version of Kurusu making a victory sign emoji.

The boy glanced at the pale white sky outside the window before replying to Miss Idol's message.

"It's going to get colder again, remember to wear more clothes, Kurusu."

"Don't worry, I'm wearing a down jacket today~"

He looked up at the seats on either side of him.

Sitting by the window, Mochizuki Haruka was propping her head up with one hand, looking ready to doze off at any moment—the girl had gone to bed late last night, definitely not because she was listening to someone's new song on time.

Tomatsu Yuka, sitting on the other side, was preparing for an English quiz—but noticing the boy's gaze, she quickly turned her head, pouted, and made a crying gesture, as if demanding that he take responsibility.

The December morning seemed a bit chaotic... Matsueda Jun thought to himself as he took another sip of coffee.

Fortunately, his shoulders weren't too thin, so lifting these things wasn't a problem for him.

—It wasn't until lunch break that the boy walked out of the teachers' office and met a girl who looked somewhat hesitant in the corridor.

Natsumi Imokawa wasn't carrying her ever-present camera, making her true form quite rare. Therefore, Jun Matsueda didn't greet her beforehand, but instead quietly approached to confirm he hadn't mistaken her for someone else.

"What is Imokawa doing?"

The girl who had been lingering at the corner of the stairwell stopped her slow pace, looked up, and her eyes lit up with surprise.

"Pine branches!"

"Good afternoon." Jun Matsue looked around but couldn't find the camera set up.

"A corridor in winter isn't a suitable place for a lunch break. Is Imokawa heading to the office?"

Natsumi Imokawa nodded, then quickly shook her head. "...I don't know."

"Don't know?" The boy frowned slightly.

He quickly noticed a sense of bewilderment in the girl's eyes—a rare sight for Imokawa Natsumi, who was always busy and always interested.

"Did something happen to Imokawa?"

“Hmm…” Natsumi Imokawa hesitated for a moment—she wasn’t hesitating about whether or not to say it, but rather how to say it clearly.

"Um, I think I have a bit of a conflict with a classmate. My mom said that if this happens, I should go to the homeroom teacher—"

"But I don't know if things have reached the point of being 'contradictory'..."

The girl looked down at her chest as she spoke, looking completely at a loss.

"Is it bullying?" Jun Matsueda's relaxed expression immediately changed.

"No, no—" Natsumi Imokawa immediately waved her hands, "I wouldn't go that far!"

“Imokawa thinks it doesn’t count if it’s not there.” Without hesitation, the boy grabbed her arm and turned to walk back down the stairs they had come from.

"Let's find a quiet place and you can explain things to me clearly."

“Oh…” The girl obediently followed in his footsteps.

The winter sunlight streaming into the corridor was like ice, torn apart by the shadows of the two figures.

It's always like this—a man carries more on his shoulders than he realizes.

Chapter 797 She is special in Songzhi's heart!

The newsroom was quiet and empty at midday until the young boy and girl pushed open the door, turned on the air conditioner, and turned on the lights.

The two chairs in front of the computer desk were pulled out, and Jun Matsue looked at the girl sitting in front of him—

Her legs were pressed together without any gap, her hands resting on the hem of her school uniform skirt, and her slightly bowed head made her appear harmless, docile, and obedient, so that no one would feel any wariness towards her.

From this perspective, Imokawa does indeed have a personality that makes her quite vulnerable to being "targeted"...

"So what happened to Imokawa?"

"Hmm..." Natsumi Imokawa reached out and tucked her short hair behind her ear.

"I've been feeling lately that some people in my class seem to dislike me..."

The boy looked at the school uniform skirt she had just been pressing down on. "Did they hit you?"

"Huh?" The girl's eyes widened in surprise. "No, how could that be?"

"Is that isolating you? Or spreading rumors? Or tampering with your things?"

She blinked. "Why does Songzhi make it sound so scary..."

"Nothing at all?" Jun Matsue breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed the situation wasn't too serious.

"So what exactly is it about you that I don't like?"

Natsumi Imokawa blinked again, seemingly deep in thought.

"It was the classmate sitting next to me... I think it started last week?"