Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Mochizuki glanced at her aunt's short, pure white blouse and black pencil skirt; beneath her slightly mature demeanor lay a natural allure of her great figure.

"You don't seem like a lifeless adult to me."

She pinched the woman's smooth arm outside her sleeve, her tone somewhat resentful.

Wang Yuehua smiled elegantly, "After all, money is the best elixir of youth."

While the four were chatting, a cheerful doorbell rang out from the doorway.

The room immediately fell silent. Matsueda Jun looked at the door. "Isn't this the apartment that Imagawa is renting temporarily? Why is someone knocking on the door?"

"Huh?" Natsumi Imokawa, who was checking the materials, looked up with a blank expression.

“…I’ll go take a look.” Jun Matsue walked towards the entrance and placed his hand against the door.

"May I ask who this is?"

A lively voice came from outside the door.

"It's me, Kurusu~"

The boy was even more surprised, and he opened the door.

A white baseball cap, a pure black mask, an outfit that couldn't be seen in public, and those exceptionally bright eyes—it was indeed Yosuke Kurusu.

How did you end up here?

Jun Matsue quickly pulled the girl into the room. Before closing the door, he looked around and thankfully there were no people in the hallway.

"You guys were saying you were filming, so I asked Yu Chuan for the address and came to visit the set."

"Hello~" Yosei Kurusu smiled and waved to the people in the room. "Would you like to change your shoes?"

“There aren’t that many rules in a temporary apartment.” Jun Matsueda locked the door and watched the girl hold up the bag in her hand.

"I brought you some gifts!"

Mochizuki Haruka was unimpressed. Her aloof gaze swept over the girl. "You came all alone. Aren't you afraid of being spotted by fans and reporters?"

"I'm wearing a hat and mask properly, aren't I?" Yosei Kurusu said, turning around, taking off his hat and untying his long hair that was tied up at the back of his head.

"Besides, I just dyed my hair this morning, they definitely won't recognize me!"

The girl's shiny pink hair cascaded down like a waterfall, but the boy standing by the door only saw her wink at him sweetly with her back to everyone else.

"Isn't it beautiful?" she said with her eyes.

Natsumi Imokawa, who was sitting on the bed using her laptop, glanced at me and exclaimed in amazement, "So beautiful..."

Only then did she realize there was someone else in the room, and the girl, as if waking from a dream, looked a little guilty.

"Um, Ms. Kurusu asked me for the address, and after I sent it to her I was busy filming, so I forgot to tell Matsue."

“…Never mind.” Jun Matsueda sighed. “Anyway, she got here safely.”

During their short break, the cast and crew of "White Line Flow" enjoyed some bouncy pudding brought by Miss Idol.

"So what are they filming?" Yosei Kurusu and Natsumi Imokawa sat together on the bed, looking around at the layout of the room.

This is a studio apartment in Arakawa Ward, much smaller than the shared apartments in Mitakadai housing complex. Aside from the bathroom, there are no other separate rooms; the kitchen, living room, and bedroom are simply combined, making it ideal for university students and recent graduates.

"We were just filming the scene when Matsueda-kun received my breakup text message~"

Wang Yuehua answered the question, smiling as she looked at the girl, seemingly lost in thought.

"Don't speak in such an ambiguous tone!"

Mochizuki Haruka and Matsueda Jun spoke at the same time, and the woman laughed even more happily.

"It's the scene when Hikaru Kashiwabara and Yuko Matsu broke up. He didn't even get to see his girlfriend before she broke up with him via text message," Natsumi Imokawa explained earnestly, chewing on her pudding.

"Oh~" Kurusu Yosei nodded, "By then, Matsue had already graduated from university and had been working for a few years, right?"

"...It wasn't me, it was Hikaru Kashiwabara."

Jun Matsue felt that he and Imokawa were the only two people in the room who cared about the setting.

"Hmm... this room is pretty good!" Miss Idol jumped off the bed and wandered around the small room.

A stove and a sink make up the kitchen, next to which is the bedroom. In the middle of the open space, there is a carpet and a low table for eating and resting.

The girl walked to the other end of the room, pushed open the bathroom door, and her voice echoed inside before it came out.

"I lived in a room like this when I first started out working hard."

“After realizing the importance of saving money, I even moved to a smaller apartment.” She walked back and gestured with her hands outstretched.

"It's about the same size as Aya's apartment!"

"You make Aya-chan sound so pitiful..." Natsumi Imokawa, who was listening to the conversation while staring at the computer, couldn't help but say.

Kurosaki Yosei smiled, stood by the bed, and sat down as if in freefall, looking at the two boys from the Mochizuki family who were sitting around a low table eating pudding.

"After Songzhi graduates and moves, will she live in a house like this?"

Her tone was somewhat wistful and melancholy. Jun Matsuoka put down his spoon and was about to speak when the girl sitting next to him looked up first.

"No, it won't happen," Mochizuki Haruka said without hesitation.

"Because Songzhi will live with me after graduation."

The small room was packed with people and fell into complete silence.

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"Because Songzhi will live with me after graduation."

As soon as the girl beside him spoke, it was as if the melancholy gray-blue light from the camera lens had shone on him again, and Jun Matsue immediately had a bad feeling.

He looked up at the girl sitting on the bed. The bright sunshine in Kurusu Yosei's eyes disappeared, just like the sky outside the window, where clouds rolled and unfolded, turning gloomy in the blink of an eye.

"...Is that what Songzhi is planning too?"

Matsueda Jun didn't turn his head, but he could clearly sense that the two people from the Mochizuki family on the other side were also looking over.

"Hmm...it would definitely be more comfortable to share an apartment—more living space and more freedom than living at school." The boy considered his thoughts, shifted his position on the small sofa, and spoke in a normal tone.

"However, it seems that the University of Tokyo also has dormitories in Mitaka, and they are particularly cheap."

The topic shifted from "whether she would live with Mochizuki Haruka" to "her accommodation preferences in university," and the girl in question gave a soft hum.

"How can a dormitory be as comfortable as living in your own house?"

However, Mochizuki Haruka didn't say anything more. She hadn't meant to assert any dominance; living together with Matsue in university was a natural progression in the girl's eyes, and she had just mentioned it casually.

Kurusu Yosei's expression softened slightly—Matsue's failure to answer his question directly indicated that he hadn't yet achieved complete devotion to Mochizuki Haruka.

The girl thought for a moment, "If I live in Mitaka, it might be a bit far to class, right? I think Chuo Ward is pretty good, it's not far from the University of Tokyo."

Since Matsue is destined to move, why not let him move further away? After all, Mochizuki's base is in Mitaka.

Moreover, the celebrity apartment she lives in is also in the Central District.

“Renting in the Chuo Ward is so expensive…” Natsumi Imokawa couldn’t help but say as she sat on her bed, far from the battlefield.

“I think Arakawa Ward is great. The houses are relatively cheap and there aren’t many people. It should be very quiet living here.”

Lately, the girl has been looking at houses in her spare time, imagining the wonderful life at university to comfort herself after filming and editing videos every day—the Tokyo University of the Arts, which she applied to, is right next to the University of Tokyo…

Seeing the girls holding differing opinions, the aunt couldn't help but smile. "But if you're going to study at the University of Tokyo, you'll be at the Komaba campus for the first two years, not in the Hongo area."

"Komaba?" Mochizuki Haruka frowned. "Is it in Meguro Ward?"

She took out her phone and looked at the map, and soon discovered something—it was surprisingly convenient for Tomatsu Yuka to get there; it only took twenty minutes by subway.

She really had to live with Songzhi... She stood up and pulled up the languid woman leaning against the back of the sofa.

"It's time to go."

Yosuke Kurusu sat on the edge of the bed without moving. She watched as Mochizuki finished the last bite of pudding, smiled and waved to her, then turned and followed her niece out of the apartment.

"Where are they going?" The girl turned to look at the boy on the sofa who seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Going to the hospital for a routine check-up."

Matsueda Jun got up and closed the door for the two of them. Ever since her aunt woke up, Mochizuki had been very concerned about her health, and the girl had always accompanied her to her regular check-ups without fail.

Yosei Kurusu turned around and saw Natsumi Imokawa sitting on the bed against the wall, a laptop propped up on her thighs. She was wearing cotton shorts, and the soft flesh of her legs was pressed to the side by the laptop, making her look somewhat alluring.

The girl was still intently reviewing the footage when Kurusu Yosei crawled over and pinched the soft flesh on her leg. "So you've already finished filming for today?"

"Huh?!" Natsumi Imokawa was startled. She picked up her laptop and moved her body to avoid the idol's hand resting on her leg.

"We'll keep filming! We'll start filming as soon as I finish watching this last bit of footage!"

Matsueda Jun looked at the two girls sitting side by side on the bed, "...Why do you two seem to get along so well?"

Didn't these two just add each other's contact information a few days ago?

Kurusu Yosei lay down next to the girl, his raised leg swinging up and down, "Because Natsumi-chan is so interesting~"

The boy looked at Imokawa Natsumi's face, which showed a mixture of joy and panic—this is what it looks like when someone with social anxiety meets a sunny and outgoing person.

“You two could definitely chat more,” Jun Matsue thought for a moment. “Maybe Imokawa can direct your music videos and promotional videos in the future.”

"Me?" The famous director on the bed raised his head and scratched his cheek awkwardly. "I've never filmed anything for an artist before."

Yosei turned ninety degrees on the bed. The bed in the apartment wasn't big, and her toes stretched out to the boy's legs, adorably bobbing up and down.

"But I've seen the documentary you made about the bands before Pine Branch, it was quite interesting~"

"Really... Thank you." The girl blushed slightly, closed her laptop, and picked up the camera from her bedside table.

"Um, let's continue filming!"

At 6:20 p.m., when Jun Matsue and the girls walked out of the apartment building, they were greeted by a blindingly bright orange-yellow light.

The sun hadn't set yet, hanging obliquely over the buildings in Arakawa Ward. It had tempered some of the intense heat, allowing the three people standing at the bottom of the building to look up and admire the sunset sky.

"It was raining when I came here this afternoon." Yosei Kurusu waved the umbrella in her hand, and then put on her hat and mask.

The boy smiled and said, "That's just how summer weather is."

“You can see sunshine, rain, and clouds in just one afternoon.” Natsumi Imokawa picked up the camera hanging around her neck and took a picture of the sky ablaze with sunset colors.

"This is a perfect opportunity to quickly film all the days when Hikaru Kashiwabara lived in the apartment."

"The rainy season has just ended and it's raining again..." the girl grumbled, "It means I have to bring an umbrella every time I go out."

"Give me the umbrella." Jun Matsue held out his hand.

He was carrying Natsumi Imokawa's equipment bag, looking like a backpacker preparing for a long trip.

"Wait a minute." Kurusu Yosei suddenly took two steps, looked around, and said, "Come with me!"

She walked towards the back of the apartment building, and the two people who remained behind exchanged a glance before following behind the girl.

Behind the apartment building rented by the crew of "White Line Flow" are two rivers: the Sumida River and the Arakawa River. If viewed from above, one can see the two rivers separated by a stretch of green embankment and a dark gray road, both shimmering in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Yosuke Kurusu stood by the Sumida River, bending down to look at the golden, gentle waves beneath his feet, then turned around and gave the boy behind him a bright smile.

"Pine branch, let's take a picture!"

"Such a beautiful sunset, I have to take some pictures to take back with me!"

Jun Matsue gazed at the girl by the river. Her long pink hair shimmered and swayed in the breeze, as if it were about to merge with the river, making her smile even more dazzling.

The boy pondered for a moment, his heart pounding, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse, so he nodded.

Yosuke Kurusu then waved to the girl next to him who was holding a camera, "Could you please take a picture for us, Natsumi-chan?"

"Huh?" Natsumi Imokawa was taken aback for a moment, then nodded subconsciously.

"Thank you~" Miss Idol smiled and quickly took off her mask.

"Hurry up and come over here, the sunset won't be as beautiful later!"

Urged on by the girl, Jun Matsue walked over, and Yosei Kurusu grabbed his shoulder, making the boy stand side by side with him, their backs to the river.

"How about we film here, Natsumi-chan?"

"..." It seemed that only then did Natsumi Imokawa come to her senses. She silently picked up her camera and aimed it at the two people standing by the river.

Jun Matsue looked at the camera lens and put on a relaxed smile that looked good in photos. However, before the shutter clicked, the girl next to him suddenly took another step closer and put her arm around his shoulder.

The boy turned his head in surprise, and a series of camera shutters clicked inappropriately, capturing this unexpected moment.