Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"She still wants to salvage the relationship. Although we haven't chatted since, she still likes my posts."

The girl pointed to a photo on her phone, which was taken by a classmate when she and Jun Matsueda were chatting together during break.

"She just won't like anything related to Songzhi."

Jun Matsue recalled Maki Yami's activities.

The senior would sometimes take photos during their dates, but he never appeared on her account.

"Let's take the picture then." Jun Matsueda adjusted his sitting posture. "Do you want me to hug or hold you?"

"No, no, no." Tomatsu Yuka smiled and waved her finger at him. "Matsueda-kun, you don't need to do anything. I'll take the pictures of you."

The boy blinked. "Aren't you going to be on camera?"

"Mmm!" The girl smiled and held her phone horizontally, facing the boy, capturing the moment when the cherry blossoms outside the window kissed his cheek.

Taking photos of your loved one and being able to openly post them on your own account is enough to show how much you love each other.

During lunch, Tomatsu Tomoka once again captured the image of the boy lowering his eyes and picking up rice. Back at the library, Matsueda Jun watched as the girl enthusiastically edited the photos.

Is this enough?

Tomatsu Yuka looked up with a smile, "If possible, let's find a place where cherry blossoms are in full bloom after get off work; it would be even better."

"After get off work..." Jun Matsueda glanced at the messages on his phone, "It might not be possible today."

"Matsueda-san, are you busy after get off work?"

"Kurasu has gone back to Tokyo, she should come and visit the apartment."

The girl's bright smile froze for a moment.

Like cherry blossoms swaying in the wind, they fell to the ground for no reason.

However, Tomatsu Yuka quickly picked it up again and placed it back on the branch herself.

"That's fine another day~"

Chapter 484 The living room of 507, a long-lost feeling of crowding

The library was empty, with the swaying shadows of trees reflected on the table by the window.

"I'm sorry," Jun Matsue said to the girl beside him.

“It’s okay!” Tomatsu Yuka’s tone was very natural. “I already told Matsueda-san that there’s no need to hide anything from me.”

"I'm in this position so that you can be happy."

"So I'm actually happy that you're willing to tell me about Yang Shi-san directly—it means that Matsueda-kun at least trusts me~"

The boy nodded. "Then let's go see the cherry blossoms another day."

No matter how nonchalant the girl appeared on her face, Jun Matsue knew that she was definitely still sad inside.

Tomatsu Tomoka's smile brightened again. "Spring break is two weeks long, there's no need to rush."

"The cherry blossoms are only just beginning to bloom now; they'll be at their most romantic in a few days when they're in full bloom!"

"Okay." The boy smiled back at her.

At 3:30 p.m., half an hour before the end of the workday, Jun Matsueda's phone, which was under the table, began to vibrate, and the lit screen displayed the name Yosei Kurusu.

"Matsueda-kun, go answer the phone." The girl, who was looking down at her book, smiled at him. "I'll stay here."

"I'll be right back." Jun Matsueda picked up his phone and headed towards the restroom.

There was no one at the sink. He answered the phone, and the pleasant voice of Yosuke Kuraki and the noisy environment rang in his ears at the same time.

"Matsueda! I've already gotten off the plane and I'm about to leave Haneda Airport!"

"Why is it so noisy over there?" The boy was puzzled as he could faintly hear a noisy voice that didn't belong to a girl coming through the receiver.

"They're fans who came to pick me up at the airport~" The girl seemed to look back. "They were blocked behind me by my company's team, and they kept chasing after me."

"..." Matsueda Jun subconsciously lowered his voice, "Is it okay for you to make a call now?"

"It's okay," she said nonchalantly. "I only have my manager with me right now, no one else can hear me."

"I should be back at the apartment by five o'clock, are you ready?"

"What should we prepare?"

"I've worked so hard on this tour, you have to cook me something nice when I get back, right?!"

The girl's voice sounded more like she was being coquettish than angry.

"I'm going to buy groceries after get off work. What do you want to eat?"

"Stir-fried pork with green peppers, braised eggplant, noodles with scallion oil, stir-fried lettuce..."

"You've ordered so much, can you finish it all?" Jun Matsueda's voice carried a helpless smile.

"If we can't finish it, we can eat it again tomorrow!" the girl exclaimed. "I want to eat my fill!"

The two hung up the phone quickly, with Yosei Kurusu not intending to talk any longer—perhaps the girl planned to save everything she wanted to say for when they met in person.

When I returned to the counter, Tomatsu Yuka gave me a curious yet restrained look. "Yoshi-san, you've already arrived in Tokyo?"

Jun Matsue nodded. "Just got off the plane."

The girl didn't ask any more questions, because she was afraid that if she did, she would start to overthink things—would Yosuke Kuriki be going back to live in the apartment permanently, or was he planning to officially steal her man...?

Only by not thinking about these things can she play her role well and stay by Jun-gun's side.

When Jun Matsueda returned to the apartment with the ingredients, Yosei Kurusu had not yet appeared; Haruka Mochizuki appeared in front of him first in the living room.

"You bought so much food, are you planning to cook a big meal tonight? It's so different now that you're back~" The girl shuffled around him in her slippers.

"Wasn't this how I cooked for you and your aunt back then?" Jun Matsue ignored her sarcasm. "And didn't I also buy groceries for you?"

The girl pursed her lips and remained silent. Miyamura Aya, who was sitting on the sofa, put down the controller and turned to look at the two of them.

"Good afternoon, Chun-ge! I heard that Yang-shi-jie is coming back?"

Aya was invited by Mochizuki Haruka to hang out—of course, the girl didn't invite her to play games together, but rather wanted to find a reliable third wheel.

Jun Matsue walked into the kitchen carrying a plastic bag. "In half an hour at most, you'll see a real-life superstar come to Kiyoshi."

Twenty minutes later, Yosei Kurusu pushed open the door to 507, but instead of the long-awaited reunion she had imagined, she was met with lively game music from the living room and the sounds of cooking coming from the kitchen.

"I'm really happy to have food as soon as I get back." The black-haired girl took off her mask. "But even if Aya-chan is fine, why is Mochizuki here too!"

"Of course, it's to welcome you." Mochizuki Haruka got up from the sofa and walked up to her with an innocent smile on her face.

“I live right next door now, didn’t Songzhi tell you?”

"What welcome!" Kurusu Yosei stared at the girl in front of him, her bright and sparkling eyes wide open.

"I am the master of this house, I don't need your welcome!"

Just as Mochizuki Haruka spoke again, the tightly closed kitchen door opened, and Matsueda Jun walked into the living room, carrying steaming dishes.

"If you want to make a fuss, make a lot of a fuss now, because once you're at the table, you'll have to focus on eating."

"It's not like I'm the one who wants to make a scene!" Kurusu Yosei snorted, turned her face to the side, and gave the boy a bright smile.

Long time no see!

She put her handbag aside, walked lightly to Matsueda Jun, bent down slightly, and searched his eyes for longing with excited and joyful gaze.

"Does Songzhi miss me?"

Matsueda Jun looked at the girl in front of him, her upturned face, the corners of her lips turned up, and her slightly messy hair on her forehead.

And those eyes that shimmered with starlight as they gazed at him intently.

He placed the plate of garlic lettuce he was holding on the table.

"It's too quiet when I'm home alone. I do miss the sound of someone sitting in front of the TV."

"That's not what I want to hear!" The girl pursed her lips and sat down to his right.

“No wonder Matsue is enjoying my company so much now; it turns out she was dumped by someone before.” Mochizuki Haruka naturally picked up on the boy’s words and sat down to his left.

"I didn't abandon him! If you have to say, he abandoned me!" Miss Idol seemed to have exceptionally high energy today, showing no intention of admitting defeat verbally.

"Yes, yes, yes." Jun Matsue turned and walked into the kitchen. "If I keep listening to you two arguing, I really won't be able to eat today."

However, the girls didn't care about his feelings. Until the glass door to the kitchen was closed, Yosei Kurusu and Haruka Mochizuki's lips were still opening and closing, arguing fiercely.

Matsueda Jun returned to the stove and began preparing the sauce for the scallion oil noodles, while the aroma of congee wafted from the pot beside him.

Although the arguing that fills the room is a headache, it's probably better this way than an empty and desolate place.

Chapter 485 Things We Didn't Know

After dinner, Jun Matsueda was washing dishes alone in the kitchen, while the sound of girls talking on the sofa came from behind the open glass door.

"So how has Sister Yangshi spent the past few months?"

The bright, girlish voice was full of curiosity; it belonged to Aya Miyamura, who was sitting in the center of the sofa.

"How else can we live? It's just a cycle of touring, resting, and traveling!"

Yosei Kurusu's voice was somewhat muffled as she ate strawberries placed on the coffee table.

"It's the same as saying nothing at all."

The cool yet sweet voice undoubtedly belongs to Mochizuki Haruka.

"I'm not saying this to you!" Yosei Kurusu's voice was a little louder.

Although Matsueda Jun, who had his back to the living room, couldn't see the girls' faces, he guessed that Kurusu must have glared at someone again.

Someone snorted dismissively, followed by the sound of slippers approaching the boy standing in the kitchen.

Jun Matsue didn't look up, pretending not to hear anything, until a slender finger poked his waist.

He turned around, and Mochizuki Haruka, dressed in a casual gray cardigan, still poked him with her right hand, her dark pupils as lively as a cat's.

"Do you need any help?" She withdrew her right hand.

The boy shook his head. "I'm almost done washing. You can just sit in the living room."

The girl pursed her lips and crossed her arms over her chest. "I don't want to hear Kurusu bragging about her tour experience."

Jun Matsueda blinked, then suddenly asked curiously, "Do you actually like her quite a bit?"

"Huh?" Mochizuki Haruka's expression was like a cat with its fur standing on end, a mixture of surprise and wariness. "Are you out of your mind?"

The boy placed the last plate under the tap, and the cool, clear water slid over his fingertips.

"You like fashion and trends, right? Kurusu should be quite to your liking."

Just like Mochizuki's relationship with those hot girls at school, isn't it pretty good?

"..." Mochizuki Haruka crossed her arms and turned her face away, ignoring the girl's laughter coming from the living room. "That guy looks pretty good on stage."

"But that's all!" she said, turning around.

“The person on and off the stage in Kurusu really doesn’t seem like the same person.” Jun Matsueda put the plate in the cupboard and then walked out of the kitchen, with the girl following closely behind him.

"I think I heard someone talking bad about me?" Yosei Kurusu turned around, clinging to the back of the sofa, and looked at the two people approaching.

“We’re saying you have great stage presence.” Jun Matsueda sat down on the small sofa near the balcony and popped a strawberry into his mouth.

As Mochizuki Haruka walked around to the sofa from the other side and was about to sit down, Miyamura Aya suddenly stood up and grabbed her arm.

"Sister Yao, I want to play with Jinzhi!"

"Jinzhi?" The girl remembered her cat next door. "Then I'll bring it to you."

"Uh," Aya-chan's expression was a little flustered, "Um, I still want to play PS5 with you!"

Mochizuki Haruka blinked. The PS5 was her own game console next door, which she couldn't play on the 507—she understood what Aya-chan wanted to do.

However, the girl was not going to give in easily. She looked at Yosei Kurusu sitting to the side.

Are you staying here tonight?

"Of course!" The girl, eating strawberries, sat up straight. "This is my home, where else would I sleep if not here?"

“…Alright.” Mochizuki Haruka took Miyamura Aya’s hand and turned to walk towards the entrance.