Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Chapter 489 Truth or Dare

The moonlight from the balcony shone on the sofa, and the girl squatting beside it gazed quietly at the boy's face, gently blowing on his thick eyelashes.

"Songzhi, what are you thinking about right now?"

Matsueda Jun didn't hear her mumbled words clearly. He opened his eyes and stiffly turned his head towards the girl.

"……What did you say?"

Mochizuki Haruka blinked, stretched out her finger and touched the boy's forehead, then slowly slid it across his high, straight nose.

What is Songzhi thinking right now?

"...I want to drink water, my throat feels so dry." Jun Matsue ignored the girl's mischievous hand, and simply turned his head back, still lying on his back, looking at the dark gray ceiling.

He now understood why he couldn't drink alcohol during his concerts—his throat felt like it had been baking in the summer sun all day, completely dry.

"That's not what I was asking." Mochizuki Haruka poked the boy's lips, then left his side.

Less than a minute later, she returned to the sofa with a water glass. "Here you go, the water you wanted."

Jun Matsue sat up, supporting himself on the sofa with both hands, took the clear glass, and drank it down in large gulps. The quiet room made his swallowing sounds particularly clear.

The voice sounded especially sexy to the girl's ears. The boy's neck appeared exceptionally long as he tilted his head back. Water dripped from his lips, sliding over his Adam's apple as it moved up and down, revealing a dignified beauty in the moonlight.

As Mochizuki Haruka subconsciously moved closer to the sofa, Matsueda Jun, who had just finished drinking water in one gulp, put down his cup, wiped the water from the corner of his mouth, and came to his senses.

"Where is Kurusu?"

"She drank too much and spilled it on herself. She's taking a shower now."

The girl pointed to the hallway leading to the bedroom, and only then did Jun Matsue hear the sound of dripping water.

"What time is it?" The boy patted his pockets; his phone wasn't on him.

"It's almost ten o'clock."

"We drank for two hours?" Jun Matsuoka rubbed his eyes, feeling much better than when he drank all night last time.

“It’s me and Kurusu, not you.” Mochizuki Haruka rolled her eyes and sat down next to the boy who had stood up. “You turned into a puddle of mud after drinking half of it.”

Matsueda Jun didn't seem too embarrassed. "You guys didn't do anything wrong, did you?"

"I would like to, but unfortunately, Kurusu won't allow it." The girl's tone was somewhat regretful. Her smooth black hair tickled the boy's hand, and he raised his hand to scratch his hair.

Fortunately, both of them were there that night, so they could keep each other in check... Matsueda Jun breathed a sigh of relief and turned to walk towards the large sofa. "Where did my phone go?"

"It might be in some crevice, or under a pillow."

Mochizuki Haruka turned around and saw the boy bending over the sofa searching. The sound of water coming from the bathroom had subsided—Kurasu Yosei was about to come out.

"Songzhi, what are you really thinking right now?"

Jun Matsue stopped moving and turned around. The girl sat quietly in the moonlight, watching him.

"I'm not asking if you want to drink water, but rather what's on your mind right now."

She poked his chest from a distance, her slender index finger playing with the hazy silver light, lingering on the boy's heart.

"You can't keep pretending to be a couple with Tomatsu forever, so what will you do after that?"

"Since Kurusu is back, are you no longer planning to choose me?"

The girl's words were clear as water, without any resentment—she simply wanted to understand Matsueda Jun's heart; if she couldn't understand, she might as well ask directly.

Jun Matsue sat back down next to her, and the two of them looked out the window at the city lights and the flashing of airplanes in the night sky.

He draped his arm over his leg, bent down and gazed into the distance. "I'm so happy that Kurusu is back, but it has nothing to do with romance."

"It's impossible for us to be in a relationship right now, because she doesn't yet have the ability to balance love and her ideals."

He didn't want Kurusu to repeat her senior's mistakes, and he himself didn't want to experience the taste of secret love again for the time being.

"I'm really not thinking about dating right now. I'll have an answer after my anger towards my senior completely disappears—would you really want to see me dating you while I'm still angry with another woman?"

Mochizuki Haruka rested her chin on her hand, scrutinizing him closely. "Are you sure you won't start dating Kurusu right now?"

Jun Matsue recalled how Yosuke Kurusu looked when he first met him—if Kurusu had truly been ready for a relationship, he would have eagerly told him long ago.

"of course."

"Then I'll let you go for now." The girl gave a haughty but arrogant snort. "Don't keep me waiting too long."

She's the eldest daughter of the Mochizuki family, and she's never been very patient.

The sound of footsteps coming from the bathroom disturbed the tranquil atmosphere in the living room. Kurusu Yosei changed into a sweatshirt and came out of the bathroom, looking at the two people sitting in front of the balcony.

"When did Songzhi wake up!" The girl walked closer quickly. "Don't whisper behind my back!"

Mochizuki Haruka turned her face away, ignoring her. Matsueda Jun stood up with a smile, "You've only just woken up, and you've already finished drinking?"

"Just a few jars of sake!" Kurusu Yosei puffed out his chest. "Matsueda, you're too weak!"

The girl's hair was still wet, and her rosy cheeks were damp. Jun Matsue could smell her warm and fragrant scent.

"I'm so sorry for being so weak." He looked around the living room, where empty metal cans were either standing or lying on the coffee table, and the cushions on the sofa were also crooked.

"Where did my phone go?"

"Hmm..." Kurusu Yosei poked his cheek as he thought, "It should be on the sofa, we used it before."

"You guys have used it?" Jun Matsue sensed something was wrong. "Doesn't my phone have a password?"

"It's just taking pictures," the girl waved her hand.

Mochizuki Haruka, who was sitting to the side, climbed onto the other sofa and quickly began searching.

"Here."

She took her phone out from the crevice behind the cushion, then crawled back to the boy from the sofa, her movements already bearing a striking resemblance to her cat.

"Thank you." Jun Matsue took the phone and unlocked it. He first opened the photo album and glanced at it.

The boy doesn't take photos often, and those photos he took with Yamami Maki have already been deleted. However, the once quiet photo album is now filled with a lot of content, mostly of him lying on the sofa with girls holding bottles of alcohol next to him.

The top photo is a selfie. In the center of the picture is Jun Matsueda with a flushed face and closed eyes. On either side of him are Haruka Mochizuki and Yosei Kurusu, with their arms around his shoulders. The girls are making victory signs, making the boy lying dead in the middle look like some kind of trophy.

"Isn't this one funny?" Yosei Kurusu asked with a grin. "The pine branches are especially docile when they're drunk, making you really want to play with them~"

"Remember to send it to me before you delete it," Mochizuki Haruka said calmly. "I want to Photoshop Kurusu out."

Jun Matsue sighed, took his phone, and headed towards the bathroom.

"I will never drink again."

Chapter 490 Some are at ease, some are worried

The next morning, Jun Matsue woke up in his bedroom. The room was dimly lit, and a Shiba Inu walked past outside the curtains, leaving behind a string of energetic barks.

He got out of bed and drew back the curtains. Bright sunlight immediately filled the room. The boy squinted. The world outside the window was crystal clear. The city looked like a model embedded in a transparent marble.

Feeling refreshed and with exceptionally sharp senses, he thought that a little alcohol might help him sleep better... and picked up his phone from the bedside table.

It's 8:30 in the morning. I don't have to go to work today, so I have plenty of time.

While washing up in the bathroom, Jun Matsueda observed the sink in the mirror—

The toothbrush and cup that had been put away when Yosuke Kurusu went out were rediscovered by the girl last night, and the once empty countertop became a bit crowded with skincare and makeup products.

The boy turned on the tap and let the water flow over his face.

She did come back.

Leaving the bathroom, Jun Matsue carried the leftovers into the kitchen; he planned to cook some noodles for breakfast. Before starting the fire, he went out to the hallway to take a look. There was a sticky note on the security door of apartment 506:

"Call me again when it's lunchtime."

It seemed that breakfast was for two people. The boy returned to the kitchen, where a blue flame ignited on the stove.

The three of them went to bed relatively early last night, and were all in their respective rooms before midnight. Matsueda Jun even locked his door to prevent any drunk girls from wandering into the wrong room. However, his sleep quality was quite good; it seemed no one disturbed him, and he slept soundly until dawn.

At 8:50, when the soup in the pot started to bubble, Jun Matsue knocked on the door of another bedroom.

There was no response, so he turned the doorknob and went inside.

The light inside the room was thinned by the curtains, making it dim and soft, which the boy found somewhat magical.

He had been to Kurusu's bedroom a few times before when he was cleaning, but after the girl left, everything was ordinary and unremarkable. Now that she had only stayed for one night, the room seemed to have an extra filter, and the atmosphere immediately became special.

This feeling is hard to describe, perhaps it's what people call a sense of life... Jun Matsue walked to the bedside, and the girl's bare shoulders appeared before him.

When Yosei Kurusu slept, she wore a tank top, with one arm hanging outside the blanket, revealing her smooth collarbone and shoulder. The girl's skin wasn't a quiet, cool white, but rather a pinkish, moist color; even without touching it, one could imagine the firm feel of her meticulously sculpted body.

The boy felt that his imagination was too vivid—perhaps a lingering effect from his intimate encounter with his senior. He drew back the curtains to let the light into the room.

"Kurasu, get up. Didn't you ask me to wake you up last night?"

The girl's long eyelashes fluttered, and she groggily opened her eyes. "...What time is it?"

8:52.

Yosei Kurusu let out a long groan, then reached his hands out of the covers and sat up in bed.

"Get up, wash up, and get ready for breakfast." Jun Matsue ignored the large expanse of flesh-colored skin beneath the girl's disheveled tank top and walked out of the room.

Ten minutes later, the sound of two people slurping noodles could be heard in the living room.

"Delicious!" Yosuke Kurusu's cheeks puffed out. "Home-cooked breakfasts just have a flavor you can't get anywhere else!"

“They won’t give you leftovers outside.” Jun Matsue took a sip of noodle soup.

"Leftovers are still the best~" the girl smiled. "I have to go to the company later, I won't be back for lunch."

"You're starting work already?" the boy looked up.

"No, no." She shook her head. "I came to the apartment as soon as I got off the plane yesterday. I gave my luggage to my agent, and I haven't reported it to the company yet. I should at least go there."

"..." Matsueda Jun was somewhat impressed by the girl's willful attitude. "Are you coming back for dinner?"

After finishing the last bite of noodles, Yosei Kurusu stood up and wiped his mouth.

"Yes! I'll be back soon!"

The girl went back to her bedroom to change her clothes, then fully disguised herself by putting on a hoodie hoodie and a mask. She waved to the boy sitting at the dining table watching her, and then pushed open the door.

After the door slammed shut, Jun Matsuoka cleared the table and headed to the kitchen.

At 9:40, the boy, who had finished his morning run, sat down at his desk and was about to pick up his pen when his phone, which was placed next to him, rang.

It was a message from the rabbit avatar that had been flashing frequently lately: "Is Pine Branch free right now?"

"I'm free," he replied quickly. "Are you going out to see the cherry blossoms?"

"Not so fast~" the girl sent an emoji of a rabbit hopping on a lawn, "but I really wanted to discuss with you where we should go~"

“Sure.” The boy put the book in front of him aside.

"Would you like to video chat? That would be more convenient," she continued.

Jun Matsue paused for a moment, his finger hovering over the screen.

He recalled the days when he video-chatted with Maki Yami in the bedroom.

"no problem."

The boy opened the window, letting the azure blue of the sky seep into the room.

After a brief change in the scene, Jun Matsue's face appeared on the computer screen. Tomatsu Yuka breathed a sigh of relief and gave the boy her most perfect smile.

Good morning, Pine Branch!

This was the first time the girl had video chatted with her crush because of something personal—not because of class matters or any other excuse, but simply because she thought that since they were going on a date, Tomatsu Yuka had the right to see Matsueda Jun.

Before sending him the message, she carefully applied light makeup and even video-chatted with a friend to make sure she wouldn't look bad in the phone's native camera lens.

"Good morning." The boy didn't react much, just blinked a couple more times, but Tomatsu Yuka was already quite satisfied—it meant that he was still somewhat moved.

"Matsueda seems to have gotten up quite early?"

The neatly made bed, the handbag hanging on the wall, the corner of the living room peeking out from the open bedroom door—she observed the room in the background with a satisfied, greedy yet cautious gaze.

"It's not that early." The girl felt the boy in the picture staring at her as he spoke. "I got up at 8:30, had breakfast, and then went for a run."

“That’s a very healthy habit~” Tomatsu Tomaka smiled. “I tend to be lazy when I’m on vacation.”