Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"Are you Yamami-senpai's older sister?" He immediately glanced at the woman's left hand, where a simple plain ring was on her ring finger.

Has Moji mentioned me?

Ikuka Yamami glanced at the boy a few more times. Although he addressed his younger sister in a very ordinary way, she knew very well that Maki would never mention her family to ordinary friends.

“My senior told me that this studio was her sister’s hobby.” Jun Matsue reviewed their previous conversation but couldn’t find any flaws.

However, the fact that he was sitting in front of his older sister at that moment was already his biggest weakness...

"I understand." Yami Ikuka nodded, her tone becoming a little more friendly. "Then may I come into the practice room and take a look?"

Jun Matsuoka's smile became even brighter. "I got all my keys from you."

“There’s no need for honorifics.” The woman watched the boy finish the last of his tea, then turned and walked toward the practice room. “My name is Yuka, Yamami Yuka.”

"Hello, Miss Yuka." Jun Matsue picked up his book, which was in the sunlight, and followed behind her.

The woman turned around, winked at him, and was as playful and cute as the senior student that Matsueda Jun knew.

You can call me Sister Yuxiang if you like~

Inside the dessert shop in Daikanyama, Maki Yamami puts down her shaved ice spoon and takes out her vibrating cell phone from her pocket.

It was a message from Matsueda. She looked up and glanced at Tomatsu Yuka sitting opposite her. The girl was engrossed in enjoying her mango shaved ice and hadn't noticed them.

Upon entering the chat window, the first thing she saw was a string of gibberish she had sent. Yamami Maki tilted her head in confusion and continued reading.

"I saw your sister at the studio."

Peach jam slowly flowed onto the milk shaved ice in front of her. The pale pink liquid trembled at the girl's exclamation and finally dripped onto the table.

"Huh?!"

Chapter 341 My Sister is Too Perceptive

"So how did Matsueda-kun and Maki meet?"

Ikuka Yamami looked at the boy sitting in front of the drum set, "Are you in the same club as her?"

“My classmate and senior Yamami are in the same club, and I’m in the journalism club.”

Jun Matsueda put down his drumsticks. He had just played a humorous jazz tune for his older sister—before she appeared, he had been playing a wild, chaotic rock-bottom style, the kind with a beat denser than raindrops.

"At the time, the school planned to shoot a promotional video for the new year's admissions. The news department was in charge of the filming, and I was involved in the part about the brass band. In addition, my classmate had a good relationship with senior student Yamami, so I got to know her."

The woman looked on with a reminiscing expression, as if she had remembered something, and clapped her hands vigorously. "I think I've seen your school's promotional video. You were in it too, weren't you?"

"Yes."

Ikuka Yamami took out her phone, and music filled the quiet room—it was the background music that Natsumi Imokawa had carefully selected for her recruitment video. The woman watched it with great interest.

Jun Matsue sat in a chair and heard his own voice coming through someone else's phone: "Don't think about qualifying for the international competition, just get a gold medal."

Uh... he was scratching the ground with his toes through the soles of his shoes, and it was a little embarrassing to have someone watch him showing off.

A few minutes later, the woman looked up at him in surprise. "Two national competition gold medals, the Winter Basketball Cup, and your drumming skills are pretty good too. Matsueda-kun is amazing!"

She recalled their casual chat in the corridor, and how kind and composed he was, showing no arrogance whatsoever.

Matsueda Jun, Yamami Ikuka searched her network of relationships, but there seemed to be no such name among the families entrenched in Tokyo, suggesting that he came from an ordinary family.

Just as the woman was about to speak again, the boy's phone rang. Jun Matsueda glanced at it and saw that it was his senior calling.

"Excuse me, I need to take this call."

"Go ahead, go ahead." Yami Ikuka waved her hand, becoming more casual in her demeanor.

Jun Matsue reached the end of the corridor and, after confirming that his older sister was not behind him, answered the phone.

"Senior?"

"Matsueda-san saw my sister?" The girl's side was quiet. Yamami Maki had separated from Tomatsu Yuka under the pretext of going to the restroom.

“I think I’m right.” He glanced behind him again. “I saw Yami Ikuka at the front desk. She was wearing a mask, so I couldn’t see her face at all.”

"How did she become 'Big Sister'?" the other half of the girl asked with a smile. "And then she came looking for you?"

"Yes, I was reading in the hallway at the time, and she poured me a cup of tea."

Fortunately, he did compliment the tea, and Matsueda Jun thought to himself that he had made a pretty good first impression on his older sister.

"She's in the practice room right now. I'm calling you from the hallway."

Yamami Maki was silent for a moment, then asked cautiously, "You didn't say anything strange to her, did you?"

“I was much more cautious when I met her than when I first met you, senior.” Jun Matsueda smiled. “I just told her we were friends.”

"It wouldn't hurt for my sister to say a little more..." the girl thought to herself, "but not now, since this is only the first time they've met."

"Then relax and chat with your sister, she has a good personality."

"But don't ask about her husband, and don't mention our relationship yet. I'll find a chance to tell her later," she finally instructed.

“I understand.” Jun Matsueda nodded. “But aren’t we just ordinary friends?”

The girl huffed in embarrassment and hung up the phone.

When Jun Matsueda returned to the practice room, Ikuka Yamami didn't say anything. She just leaned back in her chair, facing the boy, and looked at him with a smile.

"Um, I need to continue practicing. Will that disturb Miss Yuxiang?" He did not choose to address her as "Sister Yuxiang".

The woman didn't answer his question, but just smiled and said, "You and Moji are very close, aren't you?"

The boy picked up the drumsticks and put them down again. In just the time it takes to make a phone call, how come the older sister has already started her attack?

Ikuka Yamami waved her phone. "When you were making that call, I also called Maki, and she said the call was busy."

"He's definitely calling you, isn't he?" She rode her chair closer to the drum set, observing the boy's expression up close.

"..."

Matsueda Jun sighed inwardly. His aunt was like this, and his older sister was like this too. How could they all be so perceptive?

"I do have a pretty good relationship with my senior."

Lying is unnecessary; the call logs will give you away. It's better to admit it.

The woman's smile widened even more. "That's more like it."

The phone rang again in the room, playing rock music. Ikuka Yamami answered the phone; it was her younger sister calling.

"Hello? Moji?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to say I saw your friend."

"Okay, got it. Where are you playing now? It's very hot today, remember to wear sunscreen!"

"Daikanyama? Could you get me a dress? I ordered one from that shop we went to last week, and it should be finished by now."

"Okay, I'm going home for dinner tonight. See you then!"

Ikuka Yamami put down her phone, and the room fell silent for a while, with only the ticking of the metronome breaking the silence.

"Aren't you a couple?" she asked with a smile.

Matsueda Jun shook his head sincerely, "I'm still working on it."

Although they had held hands and hugged, the senior student personally confirmed that they were not a couple, and Matsueda Jun was not lying.

"Oh?" The woman leaned closer. "I feel like Moji really likes you. She mentioned you to me before."

"You're the first guy she's ever been interested in. If you're not a couple, does that mean you don't like her?"

The boy shook his head again. "We have our reasons."

In fact, Matsueda Jun could say that his senior had her own considerations, but that sounds like he's pushing all the responsibility onto Yami Maki, and he would never do that.

"It seems you're serious." Yami Ikuka's smile faded slightly. "Becoming a son-in-law of the Yami family isn't an easy thing."

"But you can rest assured, girls from the Yami family can fall in love freely and won't be involved in arranged marriages. As long as you work hard enough, the chances are still very high."

Matsuo Jun's biggest worry was finally lifted; there was no arranged marriage, so everything was fine.

"I have high hopes for you, Matsueda-kun."

The woman's final smile was no longer frivolous; she gazed at the metronome's hands swinging back and forth, her expression complex.

Jun Matsueda is undoubtedly an all-around excellent person, and Ikuka Yamami rarely makes mistakes in judging people; she trusts her own judgment.

But for such people, "giving up" is actually more difficult than "doing it".

Ikuka Yamami looked at the boy waving drumsticks in front of her, and in his movements, she recalled the essence of her own youth.

How much are you willing to give up for her?

Chapter 342 A fine day with gentle breeze and bright sunshine—perfect weather for going home.

"So what did you and your sister talk about?"

Jun Matsue closed the wardrobe door. The girl's voice in his earphones trembled slightly, sounding like a mixture of trepidation and curious excitement.

"My older sister said she thinks I'm a good candidate to become the son-in-law of the Yamami family."

He put the clothes he needed to take back to the orphanage into his suitcase, turned off the microphone on his headphones, and walked out of the living room.

Yosuke Kurusu and Aya Miyamura were playing games on the sofa when Jun Matsueda threw his short-sleeved shirt onto his roommate's fair thigh.

"Your clothes have wandered over here. Be careful when you collect your clothes."

"Okay, okay~" the girl waved her hand while holding the controller, "Don't bother me while I'm playing my game!"

His senior's voice rang in his ear at the same time, "So, my sister found out after all..."

When Yamami Maki recalled the scene from last night, her older sister, who had come home for dinner, didn't say anything, but just kept smiling at her. She thought that Matsueda had kept it a secret.

Back in the bedroom, after closing the door, Jun Matsueda turned the microphone back on. "My older sister found out with just one phone call. I could only tell her that we're not a couple yet."

"After that, we talked about the band and your situation at school. She said she had to visit other branches and left after a short time in the practice room."

Yamami Maki breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that her older sister still had a good impression of Matsueda and would probably keep it a secret for them.

"I'll talk to my sister another day," she changed the subject. "Is Songzhi going back to the orphanage tomorrow?"

"Hmm." Jun Matsue walked to the bedroom door so that the upperclassman on the other side could also hear the girls' conversation in the living room.

“Aya has already arrived with her luggage. She’ll be sleeping with Kurusu tonight.”

"..." Yamami Maki felt something was off.

She's probably one of Matsueda's closest people, right? So why can she only listen to other girls playing around at Matsueda's house on the phone now?

The girl pouted in her room, "Will Kurusu-san go back to the orphanage with you guys?"

Although there was no reason, she always felt that Lai Qiyang would do such a thing.

“She’s been quite busy these past few days and hasn’t had time to go to the orphanage.” Jun Matsue opened the door a crack and glanced at the pink-haired girl swaying back and forth on the sofa.

"Oh……"

"Is my senior jealous?" Jun Matsue returned to the window and sat down at the desk. "We'll be able to meet at the orphanage the day after tomorrow."

"That will have to wait until the day after tomorrow..."

Yamami Maki rolled over in bed, gazing absently at the night view outside the window. There were many enjoyable things about the holiday, but the only downside was not being able to see Matsueda-kun every day.

"Shall we video chat?" the boy on the other end of the phone suddenly said.

Before the girl could react, a video call invitation appeared on her phone. She instinctively clicked to accept, and Jun Matsueda's face appeared on the screen.

"Hello?" The boy waved, looking at her in front of the screen. "Is this in bed, senior?"

"Ah," Yami Maki finally snapped out of her daze, hurriedly getting out of bed. "I haven't showered yet, my hair is all messed up, and my lips are a little dry today—"

"It's okay." Jun Matsueda called out to the girl who was walking towards the desk. "You're cute just like this, and we've seen too many perfect seniors at school."

"I want to see your imperfections right now."

The barefoot girl stopped on the floor. She hesitated for two seconds, then lay back down on the bed, hugging a pillow and resting her chin on it.

"Doesn't she look better than she did at school?"

The boy sitting by the window shook his head. "That's not true. In fact, it's even more attractive to me."

"You're lying." Yamami Maki hugged the pillow in her arms tightly.