Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"what happened?"

Jun Matsue watched her retreating figure, knowing that Kurusu wasn't the type to get angry over something like this.

"I'm going to sing!" Miss Idol went into the bedroom to change her clothes.

"After watching Natsumi-chan's video, I have an urge to sing my heart out!"

The boy couldn't help but smile. "That's a good thing."

After changing his clothes and leaving the bedroom, Yosuke Kurusu took a bottle of freshly prepared honey water from Jun Matsueda, who was coming out of the kitchen, and hurried towards the entrance hall.

Before leaving the apartment, she suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to the boy.

"It seems like not many people are watching Natsumi-chan's short video. I'll share it for her later."

Jun Matsueda blinked in surprise.

Before he could speak, the girl pushed open the door and walked out of the room.

"I'm going to record a song! I'll be back early tonight!"

The sound of footsteps faded into the distance. The boy added, "Be careful on your way," as he looked at the closed door. He sat back on the sofa and found the penguin icon on his phone.

"I've seen your video 'White Line Flow' on YouTube, and the finished product looks pretty good."

“Very good!” he added.

"Really?" the girl replied quickly. "I'm also very satisfied with this final version!"

"Really." The boy glanced at the now quiet entryway.

"There's one more thing. Kurusu said he wants to help you share this so you can get more views."

"Huh?!" He was met with a shocked expression from a goofy penguin.

Jun Matsueda put down his phone and looked at the frozen image on the television screen.

How could Natsumi Imokawa, who can make films like this, be such an awkward person when it comes to confessing her feelings?

He was puzzled.

Chapter 739 The defenses of the Mochizuki family have somewhat crumbled.

It was 9:30 in the morning when Jun Matsueda finished watching "White Line Flow". He glanced at the number of video views displayed on the YouTube page.

"9556..."

He turned off the TV, went to the bathroom to get a mop and rag, and prepared to tidy up 507.

Actually, this short video has only been released for a little over a day, and it has already received nearly 10,000 views, which is quite good for an account with not many followers.

While filling the mop with water, the boy took out his phone again and looked at the comments under the video "White Line Flow".

There were over a hundred comments, an astonishing proportion, and almost all of them praised the video's quality and length; some even said they should pay for the short film.

Jun Matsue nodded in satisfaction, picked up a broom, and walked towards the living room.

Imokawa will definitely be happy to see these comments.

Although he rejected the girl's confession, he certainly still hoped that what Imokawa liked could be recognized by more people.

After sweeping and mopping the apartment rooms, Jun Matsueda returned to the sofa and checked his messages.

“I asked Ms. Laiqi, and she said she plans to share ‘White Line Flow’ this afternoon, which will have a better promotional effect.”

This was from Imokawa, and she was a little uneasy. "Should I buy something to thank Ms. Kurusu?"

The boy thought for a moment, "You could try taking a photoshoot or short film for Kurusu next time; she'd probably be quite happy."

"...I'll try my best!" the girl said, lacking confidence.

"Imokawa, have you seen the comments under 'White Line Flow'? There are a lot more than in your previous videos."

"We saw it!!" Natsumi Imokawa exclaimed excitedly. "Everyone was looking so intently! They noticed so many of the little details in my design!"

"Several of my favorite video bloggers also shared my short video on Twitter!"

"I'm very happy." Jun Matsueda smiled at the screen.

"Of course! I've already read last night's comments twice!"

"You'll definitely receive more and more praise and compliments in the future, so get used to it."

"Mmm, thank you, Pine Branch!!"

The girl sent a penguin emoji flapping its wings vigorously, looking extremely happy.

The boy's lips curled up slightly. He swiped the screen back to the chat list and clicked on the second row of innocent and cute rabbit avatars.

"Already at the yoga studio~"

Tomatsu Yuka's message was very short; she sent a video that was only a dozen seconds long.

The girl stood with her back to the full-length mirror, her thin yoga clothes clinging to her body, faithfully depicting her standard and perfect curves.

She admired her own body for a while with her back to the mirror, then slowly knelt down on the soft cushion on the ground.

The girl zoomed in, focusing on her buttocks resting on her bare feet. She even wiggled her pert buttocks, looking incredibly alluring.

"..."

Jun went to the kitchen to get a glass of cold water to calm his restless heart.

He stopped replying to Tomatsu's messages and just marked them as read, to avoid the girl sending him any more videos to tease him...

The boy placed the glass, still dripping with water, on the table and glanced at the time on his phone.

It's 10:09, time to go to the supermarket.

It's been a long time since I've had lunch alone. What should I eat...?

After glancing at his grey long-sleeved shirt, Jun Matsue decided to wear it out.

Back in the bedroom, I took a pair of loose-fitting trousers from the closet and casually tossed my worn athletic shorts onto the bed. Just then, my phone, which was lying next to it, lit up again.

The video call rang, and the boy put on his trousers and walked to the bedside.

Could it be a video call invitation from Tomatsu?

He picked up his phone, and saw Aya's avatar flashing on the screen. Matsueda Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

After answering the video call, Jun Matsueda walked out of the bedroom. "Why did Aya-chan suddenly call me?"

The girl in the video is grinning, "Can't I call Chun-ge if there's nothing wrong?"

The boy went to the kitchen and took out a canvas bag used for grocery shopping, which had the outline of a cow drawn on it. He had bought it before coming to Suzuki.

He glanced at the coffee shop in the background of the video, then stuffed the neatly folded canvas bag into the large pocket of his work pants.

"You're working now? Is this what you call 'nothing's wrong'?"

"It's just a part-time job, but it's pretty free time~" Aya Miyamura winked at him, "I welcomed a new colleague today~"

Jun Matsue glanced at the video footage a couple more times, but didn't see anyone else in the frame.

"You're not pushing all the work onto the newbies, are you?"

"That's called division of labor, okay!" The girl glared at him. "Guess who my new colleague is?"

The boy paused, "Is it someone I know?"

"Otherwise, why would I ask Chun-ge?"

"People from my class?" He drew back the curtains on the balcony, letting the sunlight illuminate the floor still damp with water.

"no!"

"Is that Aya-chan's classmate?"

Although saying they knew each other was a bit of a stretch, Jun Matsueda did know the names of everyone in Aya's class.

“No, no~” Miyamura Aya’s tone became even more cheerful.

The boy put his phone on the shoe cabinet and bent down to change his shoes.

"Are those members of your band? Sachi or Kazane?"

"None of those are true..."

Seeing the boy on the other side of the screen straighten up, Aya seemed to have grown tired of the guessing game and picked up her phone to walk to the other side.

"Alright, alright, let's just reveal the answer to Chun-ge—"

She pointed her phone toward the coffee shop counter, where a quiet and graceful young woman stood behind the computer at the cashier's desk, waving at the camera.

"Hello~" Yamami Maki's lips curved into a slightly shy smile. "Good morning, Matsue-san."

Upon seeing his senior suddenly appear on the screen, Jun Matsueda froze in his motion as he opened the door.

"What are you doing here, senior?"

"You didn't expect that, did you~" Aya Miyamura's head popped into the screen again, blocking the girl behind her.

"Come and play if you want to know!" She waved at the screen. "We're not busy today~"

"..." Jun Matsueda glanced at the time on the screen.

Anyway, I'm eating lunch alone today, so I'm not in a rush to buy groceries.

"Do you leave work normally in the afternoon?"

"It might be a little earlier~" The girl's eyes held a smug glint.

"Come over here quickly!"

After hanging up the phone, the boy, who was all dressed and ready to go, glanced back at the bright and tidy room.

It seems I need to change my itinerary.

No wonder my senior was so quiet this morning, she didn't send a single message...

Before pushing open the door, he suddenly remembered something, found the short video that Natsumi Imokawa posted on YouTube, and forwarded it to the black cat avatar in his chat list.

"The short film that Imokawa shot earlier has been officially released."

Jun Matsue thought for a moment, then pressed the voice button again.

"Thinking back to when we filmed together before—it hasn't been that long, but I'm already starting to miss it."

He sent this message via voice, tapped his heel, and pushed open the thick security door in front of him.

As he walked through the cool air of the stairwell and approached the stairwell, Jun Matsueda glanced at the phone in his hand.

The message he sent was marked as read, and a triumphant smile appeared on the boy's face.

Without sending any more messages to continue the attack, he slipped his phone into his pocket and stepped onto the stairs with peace of mind.

Knowing that Mochizuki's attitude was no longer as cold as before was enough.

As Jun Matsugae walked into the streets where autumn was deepening, the pine forest behind the Mochizuki family mansion remained tall and verdant, swaying harmoniously in the wind rolling down the hillside.

"..." Mochizuki Haruka put away her phone and touched the golden branch on her leg.

The girl was sitting on the roof of the manor, basking in the autumn sun while holding her cat.

Although this behavior is somewhat dangerous, the Mochizuki family's manor is inspected every year and there are no structural safety issues.

But as she gazed at the trees undulating in the wind and the leaden-gray tombstones by the pond in the distance, Wang Yueyao's heart began to sway, unable to find peace.

The girl's thin, straight eyebrows furrowed noticeably. She released her arms, and the cat nestled in her embrace understood, leaping up and disappearing from sight by stepping on the eaves of the manor.

Wang Yueyao calmly got up, folded up the chair she was sitting on, and turned to walk towards the open skylight on the protruding roof two meters away.

She calmly climbed down the movable stairs, closed the skylight in the attic, placed the folding chair she was carrying against the corner of the wall, and walked downstairs.

Actually, Mochizuki Haruka didn't used to climb onto the roof of the manor to sunbathe.

After all, she was a well-mannered young lady—sitting on a deck chair on her own terrace basking in the sun was much more comfortable and elegant than sitting on a roof exposed to the wind and sun.

However, ever since she took a nap on the hospital rooftop with Jun Matsueda, she has developed a fondness for the feeling of facing the open sky from the rooftop, thus forming this little "bad habit"...

When the girl pushed open the bedroom door, the golden cat that had jumped off the roof earlier was already lying on the carpet by the window, rubbing the dust off its feet.

"Where is Auntie?" Mochizuki Haruka looked at the empty room.

The small door to the dressing room was tightly closed, and a woman's soft and charming voice drifted out from the other side.