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"...I'll get it myself if I want to eat." The bedtime scene seemed to be starting again. The boy had a bit of a headache, and he coughed twice.

"There's no point in you arguing like elementary school kids. I haven't broken up with Tomatsu yet."

The argument between the two immediately ceased, and the girls glared at Matsueda Jun with a shared sense of righteous indignation.

"Looking at me won't help." The boy waved his hand and looked at the idol with her puffed-out cheeks first.

"You only have two days. Once you're back, just relax and rest. Don't think about anything else."

He then looked at the cat-like girl gripping the sofa tightly. "I'll leave when the weekend ends. It's impossible for me to start a relationship with her in just two days."

"Stop provoking her, let me have some peace and quiet, okay?"

The two girls turned their heads in unison, one looking at the TV and the other at the cat sunbathing on the balcony.

The meaningless battle finally came to an end, and Jun Matsue breathed a sigh of relief, picking up the lemon tea on the table and taking a sip.

"Why does Matsue drink lemon tea instead of barley tea now?" Kurusu Yosei asked, looking at the glass in her hand.

“Because I made him lemon tea.” Mochizuki Haruka puffed out her chest, then quickly yawned.

"Lemon tea is really perfect for summer." This time, the girl didn't argue with her, but instead crossed her legs and leisurely ate her ice cream.

"It's sweet and sour, and icy cold, which is very refreshing to drink, but I can't drink it."

"I didn't ask you to drink it anyway." Mochizuki Haruka couldn't help but stubbornly retort, and Matsueda Jun gently patted the back of her hand.

"Why? Will it affect my throat?"

The girl nodded. "Lemons and black tea can make your throat dry, so I drink honey apple water now, which is better for moisturizing the throat and clearing phlegm."

"My voice is very valuable now, so I have to take good care of it!"

The boy smiled and asked, "Can I eat ice cream then?"

"As long as it's not eaten before going on stage, it's fine~" Yosei Kurusu made a V sign with his hand.

Jun Matsue asked about her recent situation. Kurusu's second album is selling very well, and the sales department currently estimates that it will sell twice as much as her debut album.

"That's an incredibly fast speed."

The boy sighed and turned to look at the unusually quiet right side—Wang Yue hadn't said a word since the beginning.

Mochizuki Haruka's eyes were already squinted. Her upper body was leaning against the back of the sofa at the corner, her two long, white legs were bent, and her round, jade-like toes were trembling slightly, like a baby sleeping.

Jun Matsue fell silent, staring at the girl's trembling eyelashes. However, her eyes did not close; instead, they opened slightly.

"I don't want to sleep..." Mochizuki Haruka mumbled sleepily.

"Go to sleep." The boy leaned down and blocked the light from the room for her. "Kurasu and I will chat here. We won't leave you behind."

The girl then closed her eyes with relief, her tucked-in toes relaxed, and soon her even, peaceful breathing could be heard.

"This guy is like a child, he just goes to sleep when he's tired of making noise." Yosei Kurusu's voice rang out behind the boy.

Jun Matsue turned his head, picked up another spoon from the table, and scooped a spoonful of ice cream from the girl's hand.

"Why don't you, as the older sister, give in to her a little?"

Miss Idol stuck out her pink tongue, with a bit of unmelted ice cream still on the tip.

"Kiyoshi never admits defeat!"

The boy glanced at her helplessly, then Yosuke Kurusu smiled slyly, "I'll go to the supermarket now to buy curry and butter."

"Don't wake her up before I get back," she whispered, her lips moving slightly.

The vengeful girl had no intention of giving her opponent a chance, and Jun Matsue watched her tiptoe to her feet.

"Let's buy some groceries for dinner while we're at it."

Yosei Kurusu walked to the entrance, picked up her hat and mask, made a receiving gesture without turning her head, and opened the apartment door.

Hearing the door close cautiously, Jun Matsueda downed his lemon tea in one gulp, then picked up the ice cream the girl had placed on the coffee table.

He glanced down at the peaceful sleeping face of the girl beside him and sighed contentedly.

"I wish it could stay like this forever."

Chapter 569 The Emotions of Time

When Mochizuki Haruka opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the boy's body on the sofa, so close to her.

“…?” She made a nasal sound as she reached out and lifted the hem of the loose white T-shirt in front of her.

As Jun Matsue was watching TV, he felt a sudden emptiness around his waist, followed by the cool touch of slender fingers. He quickly turned his head and pressed down on the girl's hand.

"You've woken up, Wangyue?" The boy looked at her misty eyes. "What are you doing?"

"I thought I was dreaming..."

The girl, who was lying on her side, yawned softly and sat up from the sofa.

There were only the two of them on the sofa, and Mochizuki Haruka blinked in surprise.

"Where did Kurusu go?"

Jun Matsue pointed to the closed door behind her. "I got too hot from playing games, so I went to change my clothes."

Mochizuki looked at him with a skeptical gaze. She climbed up to the boy, carefully examined his expression, and then sniffed his body closely.

"...What are you doubting?" Jun Matsue held the girl's shoulders and pushed her away.

"It's alright now." There was nothing suspicious about it, and Mochizuki Haruka looked relaxed.

"Mochizuki's awake?" Kurusu Yosei, now dressed in shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, pushed open the bedroom door and stood behind the girl.

"I bought you curry and butter, and they're in the fridge."

Mochizuki Haruka found her slippers by the sofa, walked to the refrigerator, opened the cabinet door, and inside were indeed the familiar Hokkaido butter and Bactrum curry. She nodded reluctantly.

"Have you been to the supermarket? What time is it now?"

"It's past four o'clock." Jun Matsue carried the cat from the balcony back to the living room. "You were sleeping so soundly, so I didn't wake you."

"I was careless..." The girl pouted and looked at the paused game screen on the TV.

Fortunately, they didn't do anything.

Yosei Kurusu sat down on the sofa again, her fair thighs, encased in shorts, pressed against the fabric, her taut skin slightly deformed.

"Want to keep playing games?" Jun Matsue placed Kinchi at its owner's feet and picked up the controller from the coffee table. "Are there any games that can be played by three people?"

Mochizuki glanced at him, then poked her cat's belly with her toe. The little female cat lazily rolled over.

"Alright, alright, I'm a bit tired from playing." Miss Idol waved her hand. "Let's just pick a TV series and chat while we watch it~"

"Have you finished watching 'Now That Things Have Gone'?" She picked up the remote control.

"After watching the first season, you still say the director is just keeping things in suspense, that's really despicable."

"I remember now!" The girl slapped her thigh. "They talked about breaking up with his senior, then showed a scene with his childhood sweetheart and that was it! That was really annoying!"

Mochizuki Haruka glanced at the boy again. She hadn't seen this drama before, but the plot sounded somewhat familiar.

Yosei Kurusu's final choice for a TV series was "The Solitary Gourmet." The weathered face of the middle-aged man in a suit appeared on the screen, and the cat lying on the floor let out a startled cry.

The girl's attention wasn't on the screen; she turned to the boy beside her and asked, "Is Songzhi graduating soon?"

Jun Matsue nodded. "The common exam is in eight months."

"Eight months..." she blinked, "That doesn't seem like very long. Have you decided which university you want to attend?"

"University of Tokyo".

"The University of Tokyo?!" Yosei Kurusu's jaw dropped. "Wow—"

"Is Songzhi going to be a lawyer? Or a doctor?"

"...I should be in the Department of Economics."

“Todai isn’t just about these two faculties.” Mochizuki Haruka kicked off her slippers, hugged her feet, and shifted her position on the sofa.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jun Matsuoka saw a pair of delicate, bare feet. He turned his head, and the girl looked at him obediently, appearing extremely well-behaved.

"You're not going to Tokyo University too, are you?" Yosei Kurusu asked, sticking his head out from the other side.

“…I’m not going.” Mochizuki Haruka replied, her tone not very happy. “I’m going to Keio.”

"Keio?" The idol girl who dropped out of high school didn't know much about universities, so she took out her phone and searched for information.

"It's said to be a school for young masters and ladies."

The girl snorted and tilted her chin up like a cat; she couldn't be bothered to explain anything to Kurusu.

"So what will you study at Matsueda University?" Yosei Kurusu asked with great interest.

"The main courses should be business management and marketing, etc."

“Hmm…” The girl looked up and thought, “It sounds like the kind of person who wears a suit and sits in an office directing his subordinates.”

The boy smiled and said, "Nothing special. You can find plenty of people like that on the streets of Tokyo."

She looked to the other side, "Then what does Mochizuki study?"

Wang Yueyao uttered a few words: "Family business management, asset allocation."

"Hey—it sounds pretty much the same as what Songzhi learned."

"There are still differences." The girl smiled happily.

"Once Songzhi graduates, she can work for me."

That was her plan when she first met Jun Matsueda, and after several twists and turns, this goal seems to have become possible again.

"Oh." Kurusu Yosei's expression didn't change much. She glanced at the man on TV, who was enjoying his food and had an involuntary, complicated smile on his face.

"Will Matsue be working for the Mochizuki family from now on?"

"I don't know," Jun Matsue replied crisply. "That's at least four years from now, I don't know about now."

"I can only say that by then, I might be qualified to work for the Mochizuki family."

Yosuke Kurusu cast a smug look at the girl on the other side—"Matsueda never said he wanted to work at your house!"

Mochizuki Haruka turned her face away and ignored him, her right hand, which was wrapped around her legs, gently tugged at the boy's clothes.

Her relationship with Songzhi will only grow closer, not further apart.

"University..." the idol girl said in a tone like a middle-aged man sighing over life, "an unfamiliar territory."

The boy rolled his eyes at her. "If you want, you can go back to high school for two years, or you can take the college entrance exam again."

"Never mind then~" The girl, who had been pretending to be world-weary, immediately reverted to her carefree demeanor. She had only been imitating the middle-aged man on TV.

"After all, my life is already quite fulfilling!"

“I don’t think it’s fulfilling enough…” Mochizuki Haruka said with ill intent, staring at the cat lying on the floor.

It's a pity her family doesn't run an entertainment business, otherwise they would have arranged more business collaborations for her.

Jun Matsue got up, picked up the lemon tea from the refrigerator, and poured a cup for himself and the two girls.

"Has Kurusu been on any shows lately?" He was more interested in the young girl's stage performances than watching the older man eat.

"Yes!" Yosei Kurusu picked up the remote control and quickly switched to another program.

"This is a show I did with my junior colleague. It's kind of like a karaoke session—two people sing together, and if you get all the notes right, you get one million yen!"

Jun Matsue watched the idol on TV singing passionately into the microphone. Standing next to her was a slightly shorter girl who looked soft and sweet, and her singing voice was exceptionally gentle.

"This is your junior?"

"Isn't she cute?" the girl asked with a grin. "She just debuted last month. The company felt she didn't have enough exposure, so they arranged for her to attend some shows with me."

"Like the soup that comes with the set meal?" Mochizuki Haruka asked.

“Eri sings really well!” Kurusu Yosei glared at her. “She just needs time to get used to the stage!”

"She has a great personality! But she lacks a bit of camera presence, and her performance on stage and in front of the camera is rather awkward."

"But with me by her side, she'll definitely shine brightly very soon!"

Yosei Kurusu confidently patted his chest, the swaying motion causing Haruka Mochizuki's softened gaze to regain its coldness.

"Kurusu-senpai..." Jun Matsueda stared at the lively girl on the screen.