Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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The son-in-law of the Yamami family cannot appear on stage in public.

Jun Matsue shook the girl's hand, and Maki Yami looked at him with pleading eyes.

Stop giving in...

The boy was silent for a moment, then said, "That video doesn't belong to me. To delete it, I need the permission of the other band members, and they won't agree."

"Shall I contact them?" The man picked up his phone.

"Dad!" Yamami Maki stood up abruptly. "That's enough!!"

The girl's voice was sorrowful and shrill; she couldn't control her volume, and the man frowned.

"What do you mean 'enough'!" Kazuaki Yamami's expression turned stern. "I never taught you to speak in that tone!"

"I've broken up with Jun Matsueda!!!"

Yamami Maki cried out those words as if she were crying, and her despair echoed in the empty room.

Jun Matsue immediately reached out and pulled her back. The girl fell into his arms without looking up.

"What's going on?" Yamami Kazuaki frowned as he looked at the two people in front of him.

"Moji and I have had some disagreements lately," the boy explained.

The man glanced at the girl in Matsueda Jun's arms; her shoulders were trembling as she wept with her back to her father.

"...You handle this yourselves." He stood up and walked towards the door. "Don't let it affect Moji's school admission."

The door closed, leaving only the two of them in the room. Jun Matsue sat on the sofa, with Maki Yami nestled in his arms, the girl's face resting on the boy's shoulder, crying miserably.

“I said… it would be better if we broke up…” Yamami Maki’s vision blurred.

Her tears streamed down her lips, salty and bitter.

"We're not a good match..."

Jun Matsue didn't speak immediately; he simply reached out and supported the girl's back, letting her cry.

"Senior, is this the family you like?" His tone was exceptionally gentle as he stroked the girl's long hair on her back.

Do you think it's worth it?

Yamami Maki just wanted to cry out loud.

Chapter 453 The End of the Romance

Jun Matsue opened the window, and a fresh breeze blew into the room, making the girl, who was crying so hard she felt suffocated, feel a little better.

"Thank you..." Yami Maki's voice was unusually weak.

"You've been crying so hard your snot is coming out." The boy smiled, and the girl turned her face away shyly.

He picked up a tissue from the room and handed it to his senior, then walked towards the door.

“Pine branch…” Yami Maki thought the boy was leaving, and she began to feel anxious.

"I'll go buy you a bottle of water." Jun Matsue waved his hand, indicating that she could rest assured.

When he returned to the room with the bottled water, the girl had already wiped the dirt off her face. Her beauty looked somewhat haggard, which only made her more pitiful.

"Even if you're afraid I won't be there for you when you're sad, do you still want to break up?" the boy asked gently.

Yamami Maki did not reply, but her silence itself was an answer.

Jun Matsuoka sat down beside her. The room was dimly lit without the lights on, except for the brightly lit window, which looked like a glowing oil painting.

"I really don't understand..." Matsueda Jun's anger turned into a helpless frustration, "Why aren't you willing to try to change things, senpai?"

“Because… I just want to have a normal relationship.” Yamami Maki bit her lip.

"Perhaps for Matsueda, 'change' is something that can be accomplished by making up one's mind. I know that this is how Yuka and Mochizuki changed."

Those two guys really did go to see the senior... Matsueda Jun felt even more helpless.

"But you are all so strong... while I am so weak, I have to exert all my strength just to make a decision..."

She had argued with her father before, and today she wanted to refuse all of this on behalf of Matsueda Jun in front of him.

“Matsueda-kun.” The girl wiped her eyes. “I’ve lived in the Yamami family for almost twenty years.”

“I’m not talking about the long-established Yami family, but my parents, brothers and sisters, all people with the surname Yami.”

“My father is very old-fashioned and has a deep belief in the family’s beliefs, so he is very biased. If my brother has problems with his studies or is not in a good state, my father will immediately go to find out what’s wrong and ask my brother what’s going on.”

“He showed less concern for my sister and me. When I was little, I was quite resentful of that and thought I must behave well in the future and surprise my dad.”

"But I've already fulfilled that wish with Matsueda-kun's help," Yami Maki smiled at the boy. "Last time in the biology competition, my score was even higher than Kokoro-chan's, and they were all shocked!"

However, Jun Matsue was not happy. His senior's calm tone made him feel as if she were a patient having a final burst of energy before death, and he could clearly sense that something was fading away.

“I was young and immature back then, and I used to hate my brother, but that hatred has long since disappeared—he has been married for three years and can only come back once every few months to oversee overseas business. We are not from the same world.”

“Dad really went too far today. I’ve never been close to him since I was little. It was he and Grandpa who opposed my learning to paint.”

"But when I started learning to play, he was the one who helped me choose my first clarinet—its silver keys were shiny, elegant and beautiful..."

Yamami Maki's expression grew calmer and calmer. "My mother doesn't let me eat spicy food because she wants me to be mindful of my image, but otherwise, she'll make whatever I want to eat."

"My cooking skills have always been terrible, all because my mom spoiled me..."

As Jun Matsuoka watched the dim light stream into the room through the window frame, his anger and confusion were gradually replaced by a sense of helpless melancholy.

Perhaps it wasn't that the senior was too weak, but rather that they were too special—whether it was herself, Mochizuki Haruka, or Tomatsu Yuka, none of them had normal family relationships.

The girl started wiping her eyes again. "In the end, it's because my feelings for someone are just ordinary feelings."

"I lack awareness and the courage of Yuka and Mochizuki, so I can only stand still and can't make a choice."

“Didn’t you choose to abandon me?” Jun Matsue suddenly asked.

Even if it's acceptable rationally, reason can never convince emotion.

Yamami Maki paused for a moment, then laughed. She nodded with a smile, her expression utterly desolate.

“Matsue-kun, I regret it now. My sister didn’t want to talk to me about her husband until after she got married. If I had known that dating you would make you suffer like this…”

"Even if it would be very, very heartbreaking, I would not choose to start all of this."

"..." Matsueda Jun remained silent for a long time. The light from the window shone on the chairs in front of the two of them, the seats where Yami Kazuaki had left.

"Even if I'm with other people, you're okay with it?"

The girl's breathing became rapid, whether from the sobs that she couldn't stop crying or from being unable to accept the question the boy had asked.

"Then let's just break up?" Jun Matsue continued to ask.

"……Um."

Yamami Maki's voice was faint yet clear.

Jun Matsue closed his eyes; at that moment, he had an urge to smash everything in front of him to pieces.

However, he held back and took out his phone to call Wang Yuehua.

"Is something wrong, Songzhi? My grade meeting just ended, and I need to go see the homeroom teacher next," Auntie asked with a smile.

"It's nothing. Remember to have Mochizuki register in the access control system before you move, so it will be easier for her to come and go from the apartment."

"...Okay, I understand." The woman paused for a moment before speaking, as if sensing something, "Remember not to wander off. I'll come find Xiaoyao and we can play together after the meeting~"

"no problem."

He put down his phone. Beside him, Yamami Maki closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling in the dim light. The girl's heart was on the verge of collapse.

However, tears still streamed down her face. Jun Matsue picked up a tissue and wiped away her tears one last time.

"Senior, I really want to understand you, but I've really given so much."

"On the night of my farewell performance, I felt like I was about to give up on everything..."

"But the next morning, you told me that you had given up on me."

The girl's tears flowed again, quickly soaking the tissue and making Matsueda Jun's fingers cold. He threw the bitterly soaked tissue into the trash can.

Before leaving the room, he turned around and took one last look at Yamami Maki.

"I do not regret."

This was his answer to the girl.

He has changed a lot, but he doesn't regret it.

Jun Matsue closed the door and calmly walked toward the teaching building. From the room next door, separated by a wall, came the heartbreaking sobs of a young girl.

He looked out into the corridor; the sky had cleared and was incomprehensibly bright.

"All I really wanted was to have a normal, ordinary relationship..."

Surrounded by sunlight, Jun Matsue felt somewhat dazed.

Chapter 454 Unbearable

As November arrived, with Maki Yami leaving the "Dominate Haneoka" group, the girls all learned that Jun Matsueda had officially broken up with his girlfriend.

This broken relationship is actually still a secret. You could count the number of people in Haneoka High School who know about it on one hand. So the students in Class 2-6 were just a little surprised that their class president didn't seem to care much about the cultural festival.

During lunch break today, everyone should have continued discussing the class cultural festival project, but Jun Matsue did not come up to the podium for a long time.

"Don't worry, Matsu-san, I'll take care of everything for the cultural festival," Tomatsu Yuka said softly with a smile.

“…Thank you for your help.” Jun Matsueda nodded. “My mind has been a bit muddled these past few days, and I haven’t come up with any particularly good ideas.”

The girl smiled, then stood up and walked towards the podium. She clapped her hands lightly, and everyone's expectant eyes turned to her.

“Everyone was not very satisfied with the previous proposals, right? So Songzhi and I discussed it again and wanted to come up with a new plan.”

What do you guys think of jazz bars?

The classroom fell silent for a moment, then erupted in a lively discussion.

"A bar? That sounds interesting!"

"I've never been to a bar before...aren't there age restrictions? Will the school allow it?"

The girl on the podium clapped her hands again with a smile, "Last year, Class 3's casino project passed, so why can't the bar project?"

"We don't sell real alcohol, just sparkling water and other beverages~"

"The key is creating the right atmosphere. The indoor lighting should be dim, the live performance should look professional, and the beverage cups should be exquisite and attractive..."

After Tomatsu Yuka finished speaking, everyone became even more excited.

"This seems like a very promising project!"

"A bar must have ice!"

Why does it have to be jazz?

The girl continued, “Regular bars are too noisy, which might be a bit outrageous at school, but without music it’s too quiet, so jazz is just right.”

"And Yuka is in the brass band too!" a girl below said.

"Then I can bring my electronic keyboard too!"

The jazz bar seemed so close, and everyone was excitedly discussing the details, while only the young men and women sitting in the back remained silent.

"It's not worth it for her to be so listless." Mochizuki Haruka looked at the boy sitting to her right.

Jun Matsue lay on his desk, listening with his eyes closed to the noisy chatter coming from the front row—the noise actually made him feel a little more at ease.

"I was serious about the relationship, so it would be strange if I acted like nothing happened after the breakup, right?"

"That's true." The girl nodded. "If we really do break up, I hope you'll never forget me for the rest of your life."

The boy glanced at her, and Mochizuki blinked innocently, looking naive and pure.

Today is November 3rd, Monday, only three days have passed since that dazzling afternoon of the parent-teacher meeting.

Nothing major happened during these three days—preparations for the cultural festival officially began, Mochizuki Haruka was going in and out of room 506 with her maid, packing things up, and the performance video of the No. 2 band was still on the trending list and was still causing a stir at school.

Or rather, compared to Jun Matsueda's breakup, these are not such a big deal.

Ending something is easy, but accepting its end is difficult. Even someone as mentally resilient as Jun Matsuoka couldn't avoid feeling down for a weekend.