Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Tomatsu Yuka paused for a moment, then turned around.

"Tsun-kun is going to Yoshi-san's company, right?" She smiled apologetically. "You just mentioned it in the last class, how could I forget?"

"Have you really forgotten?" the boy asked doubtfully.

The girl playfully stuck out her tongue. "I've gotten used to accompanying Tsunku as he pushes his bicycle out of the school gate~"

The two continued walking towards the school gate, and when a delicate pink figure came into view, Matsueda Jun blinked in surprise.

Yosei Kurusu stood alone at the entrance of Haneoka High School, her hands tucked into the pockets of her oversized baseball uniform, wearing a baseball cap and a mask, revealing only her eyes.

However, with just those bright and lively eyes and those long legs under her shorts, the girl was enough to become the most eye-catching presence in early autumn—when boys and girls in uniforms walked out of the school gate, they would inevitably take a second look at her.

Noticing the boy's figure in the distance, Yosuke Kurusu raised the brim of his hat, stood on tiptoe, and waved vigorously at him.

"Pine branch—over here—"

Seeing the people near the school gate casting their gazes in response, Jun Matsue waved back, then lowered his head and stared at the paving stones in front of his toes.

An oversight...

He thought that Yosei Kuraki would be waiting for him in the company car, but he didn't expect the girl to be so flamboyant.

"..." Tomatsu Tomoka, who was next to her, chuckled in a cryptic manner.

"Luckily, Kurusu-san remembered to wear a mask, otherwise it would have been troublesome."

As the two walked out of the school gate, the eye-catching idol girl suddenly jumped in front of the boy, like a large, energetic dog.

"Songzhi walks so slowly!" Kurosaki Yosei complained. "Your school bell rang ages ago, and I only just saw you at the school gate!"

Before the boy could speak, she looked at the girl beside her.

"Yuka-chan." The idol blinked. "It's been so long since we last met."

"Yes~" Tomatsu Yuka nodded demurely and gently.

"I've heard Yang Shisang's new song. Congratulations on your successful comeback."

"..." Kurusu Yosei tugged at the tip of his hat and puffed out his chest.

"So you're coming with Songzhi?"

She was referring to her own agency, and the girl in the uniform shook her head.

"Aren't you guys going to record a new song?"

"Work is a serious matter, so I won't disturb you."

Miss Idol nodded in satisfaction. "Then I'll take the pine branch with me?"

"Hey, hey." Only then did Jun Matsue have a chance to step between the two.

"Don't make it sound like I'm a briefcase that you can just pick up and leave, okay?"

Lai Qiyang looked at him again, her pink lips pouting in dissatisfaction beneath her mask.

Are you leaving or not?

After waving goodbye to the boy, Tomatsu Yuka watched him and the pretty girl in the baseball cap get into the car, her lips pursed as if in a smile, and she watched the car drive away.

"Are you just going to watch Songzhi be taken away by her?"

A cold yet sweet voice sounded behind her. She calmly straightened her hair and turned around with composure.

Mochizuki Haruka stood on the wall near the school gate, carrying her uniform bag in one hand, her face as cold as a frozen sea in winter.

“It’s Tsunku who wants to go with her,” Tomatsu Yuka corrected her. “I won’t object to what Tsunku wants to do.”

Her gaze moved up and down, taking in the beautiful yet aloof girl in front of her, who was like an ice sculpture.

"It's not up to Mochizuki to give his opinion now."

Gripping the bag strap tightly, Mochizuki Haruka frowned, her expression growing even colder.

"Are you really going to just accept the status quo like this?"

"First it was Kurusu, then Yamami Maki, and finally, she and I were in the same house every day, staring at each other with this forced smile?"

Tomatsu Yuka smiled even more gently, "Tsunku would never do that."

“He did not treat me as his vassal, much less expect me to get along with others like a pet in a cage.”

"Since he is seriously planning for this future, he must have made some preparations."

"I'm just respecting his opinion."

"—Did he respect your ideas?" Mochizuki Haruka immediately questioned.

“He is respectful,” Tomatsu Yuka said with a smile.

"Jun-kun dotes on me and never brings up other people's affairs in front of me. That's enough."

"So I'm willing to compromise—if we never compromise, are we still a couple?"

"..." The girl's cold laugh was somewhat sharp, "She acted quite convincingly."

"So what if I'm acting?" Tomatsu Yuka blinked, her expression exceptionally innocent.

Do you really have to care what I think?

"If Chunjun doesn't care, why should you, his rival, care?"

The girl in front of me had a fierce look in her eyes, and she continued speaking.

“Mochizuki Haruka, I am not like you—no matter how bad your relationship with Jun-kun is, there is still a substantial bond that can connect you.”

“I don’t have such good fortune, and besides, I’ve made mistakes—in Jun-kun’s eyes, I was really no different from an ordinary passerby.”

"If you've been through what I've been through, you'll know how much I cherish my current happiness."

"As long as I can continue to be happy like this, I wouldn't mind even if I had to be blind."

The two people by the school gate were silent for a while, surrounded by the noise of school letting out, mixed with the sound of the wind.

"...It's because of the support of a ridiculous guy like you that Matsueda has become so greedy," Mochizuki Haruka said bitterly.

Tomatsu Yuka smiled and tilted her head.

"If I don't support him, do you expect me to support you?"

The girl glared at her angrily, then turned and walked towards her car.

Watching the second car drive away, Tomatsu Yuka straightened her skirt and walked towards the station against the autumn wind.

"It's getting cold again..." the girl muttered to herself.

Wearing only short socks won't keep you warm in the autumn and winter.

Does Tsun-kun prefer stockings, over-the-knee socks, or pantyhose?

Let's try them one by one...

In the luxurious car belonging to the Wangyue family, the beautiful girl sitting in the back seat had a gloomy expression on her face. She rested her chin on her hand and looked at the scenery outside the car window.

The bushes on both sides of the road lost their former green, trembling and disappearing from sight, and the gloomy clouds in Wang Yueyao's heart continued to roll.

Why are they all like this?

Tomatsu Tomoka, Kuryu Yosei, and that inexplicable Yamami Maki...

Why did these shameless women cling to her so eagerly as soon as she and Songzhi grew apart?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She took off her coat and ripped off the delicate bow tie from her shirt, throwing it at her feet.

"Tell Auntie to turn on the firm's surveillance cameras right away!"

Chapter 733 Shared Feelings, Matching Songs

As he got into his manager's car, Jun Matsueda slapped away the arm that his idol had put on his shoulder—the boy was unaware that he was about to be spied on by the Mochizuki family again.

"You guys finished composing the new song so quickly?"

"Of course! I have a dedicated production team now."

Yosei Kurusu took off his coat and draped it over his lap, revealing his fair and healthy arms.

The girl was wearing a light gray sleeveless vest as her inner layer. She leaned gently on the boy's shoulder and took out her phone to send a message to the recording studio to prepare.

“We also think highly of this song,” the manager in the driver’s seat said without turning around.

"The production team thinks that 'Happy End' is very suitable as a theme song for a TV series or movie. After Yangshi finishes recording, we should talk to a few promising film and television companies about cooperation."

“Matsueda-kun is indeed quite talented at songwriting.”

Yang Shi has finally struck gold, the woman thought, glancing up at the boy in the rearview mirror.

“Especially writing love songs,” she added.

Jun Matsueda blinked awkwardly, then met the gaze of the girl beside him.

"After all, Matsue likes to connect with girls on a personal level, doesn't he?" Kurusu Yosei stared at him, deliberately using a strange tone.

"You and Yuuka-chan were being very affectionate just now, weren't you?"

The idol girl's cheek pressed against his, and the boy held her shoulder. "...Really?"

"Of course!" The girl casually grabbed his arm. "Wasn't she walking out of the school gate arm in arm with you like this? Don't think I didn't see it!"

The car stopped right at the traffic light. The female agent in the front seat gripped the steering wheel and turned her head in surprise.

She thought that teenagers were just young lovers in puberty, but she didn't expect the relationship to be a bit complicated.

After glancing at the woman in the rearview mirror, Jun Matsueda whispered in Yosei Kurusu's ear.

"After all, I'm dating Yuka, and the school is practically her territory."

Miss Idol gave a soft snort, crossed her arms, and looked disdainfully out the car window.

"She's just a girlfriend, what's the big deal..."

She didn't lose out when she clashed with Tomatsu Yuka just now!

A little over ten minutes later, the three people in the car entered an office building in Shinjuku 3-chome. Before entering the elevator, Jun Matsueda glanced at the time on his phone.

"Is Kurusu going to work overtime today? Is this enough time to record a song?"

"That's enough, that's enough." The girl waved her hand. "I don't have many requirements for recording your song. I just need some reference."

"For example, pronunciation and breathing, you, the original composer, definitely sing it with more feeling."

"My singing is just average..." the boy blinked.

As the elevator doors closed, he looked at the security camera in the hallway outside.

Why did it feel like it just flashed?

In the living room of the Mochizuki family home, the girl, having changed out of her uniform, sat on the sofa, looking at the large screen in front of her with dissatisfaction.

"What did Songzhi do today?"

"Hmm... let me see." The aunt next to her looked at the message on her phone.

"Matsue wrote a new song for Kurusu Yosei, so I guess I came to see the finished product."

"Write a song?" Mochizuki Haruka frowned, her hands crumpling the velvet surface of the sofa into unsightly wrinkles.

Songzhi has never written a song for her!

Stepping out of the elevator, the manager walked back to her office. Jun followed the light-footed girl into the recording studio, where the producer, wearing headphones, stood up and bowed to them.

"Good afternoon, Kurusu-san~" The young woman with an earring took off her headphones and smiled very kindly.

"This must be Mr. Songzhi, right?" She looked at the boy beside her. "He's even younger than I expected, amazing!"

"Nice to meet you." Matsueda Jun smiled equally warmly. "Just call me Matsueda."

The woman was momentarily stunned, but the quick-witted idol stepped in front of the man.

"Stop wasting time, hurry up and go in to record the song!"

Yosei Kurusu held the boy's wrist and led him to push open the door to the recording studio next door—inside stood microphones and headphones, surrounded by standard sound-absorbing units.

Jun Matsueda watched as the girl took off her headphones and handed them to him. "Shall we begin?"

"Hmm, why don't you listen to the arranged piece first?"