Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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"Since I don't think I'll be performing on stage again anytime soon, I'm just taking a look and reminiscing," Yosei Kurusu said casually.

Jun Matsue picked up the Pocky bag that the girl had placed on the coffee table, took out a Pocky stick, chewed it bit by bit, and the sweet milk flavor melted on her tongue.

"So what's the deal with your announcement?"

"It means exactly what it says, 'Suspension of activities'." Yosei Kurusu turned to look at him.

"Don't frown yet!" The girl raised her hand and gestured towards the boy's eyes. "I didn't stop the activity because I was angry or sad!"

"...Then what is the reason?" Jun Matsue asked, pushing away the hand that was placed in front of him.

His emotions calmed down a bit, not because the girl's decision was justified, but because the previous Kurusu Yosei seemed to have returned.

"Because of that Sakurai Masahiko." Kurusu Yosei picked up the remote and switched to the entertainment news section.

"Look, he's been exposed with a ton of bombshell revelations today—"

"Spending the night with underage fans, anonymously recording one's own indecent videos on gray websites, workplace violence against colleagues, using connections to get favors for one's lovers and relatives..."

Her rosy lips parted and closed as she read the host's report with great interest.

"After today, the name Sakurai Masahiko will no longer be seen in the Japanese entertainment industry~"

The girl clenched her fist and waved it, looking smug and triumphant.

Jun Matsueda took out his phone and searched. Masahiko Sakurai and his agency had indeed issued apology announcements, which seemed particularly mechanical and brief compared to their previous lengthy and emotional statements.

"Great news!" He clapped a few times to celebrate.

"Now that you've won, shouldn't Kurusu be returning to idol activities?"

Yosei Kurusu blinked, broke the biscuit stick he was holding in his mouth, and made a soft "snap" sound.

"Because I am the price."

The sound of cicadas outside the balcony seemed to expand infinitely, sweeping towards the two people in the living room.

"...You are the price?" Jun Matsue repeated the girl's words, his relaxed expression tightening again.

"So it's because of Masahiko Sakurai's company?" The boy seemed to understand.

Masahiko Sakurai's agency is called SG, which is incredibly large and occupies half of the Japanese male idol market—that's why Jun Matsueda was so worried when Yosei Kurusu's scandal broke out.

"Hmm." Yosei Kurusu nodded and calmly ground the biscuit stick on his molar into powder.

"These news reports were leaked by the president this morning. A few days ago, she received a call from the vice president of SG, who said that if these things were made public, they would use their resources to blacklist me."

"A threatening phone call..." Jun Matsueda looked at the serious-looking host on TV.

"Aren't they the ones who manage male idols?" the boy frowned. "And they have the power to blacklist you?"

"Of course you can." The girl picked up the remote control again, and the cursor slid across the TV program schedule.

"So what if I'm a little scheming?, Arashi, and Sakurai Ariyoshi's Dangerous Night Party are all shows hosted by artists under SG Entertainment. Music Station, which I appeared on before, is also one of them."

"Or rather, these are the kinds of shows that belong to SG—the shows can only guarantee viewership thanks to the popularity of the hosts."

"Moreover, SG has deep relationships with major TV stations. Their so-called ban means shutting down all the resources they control to you."

"Unable to appear on popular TV shows for promotion, and ostracized by major TV stations..."

Yosuke Kurusu switched the TV screen back to his own performance, watching the girl on stage radiating brilliance.

"For idols, if they can't be active on screen, it's no different from being dead."

The cicadas' chirping faded away like the receding tide, and Jun Matsue pondered for a while.

"Is SG only targeting you? What about your junior?"

"Because I'm the most popular, while Eri hasn't even taken off yet." The girl proudly puffed out her chest.

“Targeting me would have the biggest impact on the company.”

"And it's because I was disobedient that SG had to spend so much money on public relations for Masahiko Sakurai. I heard that their higher-ups are very angry with me."

The boy's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, but Kurusu Yosei, seeing his expression, smiled with satisfaction.

"Songzhi doesn't need to think about what I should do; this is my own choice."

“The president called me last night and told me about these things. She said she had asked Eri and that I would make the decision.”

"If Sakurai Masahiko must be punished, then she should expose everything she knows and temporarily sideline me. That way, at least I won't be attacked by SG with all her might."

"Or we could let Sakurai Masahiko off the hook and wait for the outcome of the lawsuit. That way, his reputation would only be damaged again, and he should still be able to stay in the entertainment industry. I would also be able to continue my normal activities, so it wouldn't be a loss for me."

Jun Matsue sighed, "Letting you make the decision, isn't this a multiple-choice question?"

The girl nodded. "If I let him go now, wouldn't all that punch I threw back then have been for nothing?"

"...So there's no room for maneuver?" the boy asked one last time.

“This is the only way to handle it.” Yosuke Kurusu glanced at his phone. “Since the president leaked the information to the media this morning, a whole bunch of companies that have been working with me have terminated their contracts.”

"The endorsement deal was cancelled, the planned flash mob collaboration event had to be canceled, and the photobook's publisher said they would reconsider the collaboration..."

"That's the impact of being blacklisted by SG."

Before Jun Matsueda could even comfort the girl, she raised her eyebrows and leaned closer to the boy.

"You mean stepping on Sakurai Masahiko would make SG this excited? Could he be a relative or lover of some high-ranking official?"

Jun Matsue ignored her attempt to ease the tension, and asked, "So what are you going to do now?"

“It’s a long vacation now—” Kurusu Yosei relaxed and lay down on the sofa, causing the boy’s position to tremble.

"You don't need to worry about anything, just wait for the company's notification."

"..." Jun Matsue turned his head to look at the girl lying flat, her feet dangling off the sofa, swinging back and forth leisurely.

"Then let's get some rest first, and see if things change in a few days."

He got up and walked to the refrigerator. "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll make it for you."

“I’ll cook it.” Kurusu Yosei sat up. “Anyway, we’re free now. Matsue’s final exams aren’t over yet.”

The girl walked briskly past the boy, opened the refrigerator, took out some ingredients, and walked lightly towards the kitchen, humming the song she was singing on TV.

"It seems like we'll never get tired~"

"Let this summer stand still~"

Her being sidelined seemed to have come to an end, but despite their long conversation, the two of them hadn't mentioned anything about the future of their relationship.

Jun Matsue sat down on the sofa near the balcony, listening to the unrestrained chirping of cicadas outside the window, looking as if he was either thinking or daydreaming, until his phone vibrated in his pocket.

"Aren't you two finished talking yet?"

It was sent by Mochizuki, and he replied with a simple "It's over."

The sound of a door opening came quickly from the entrance hall. Mochizuki Haruka walked into the living room with a slow pace. She glanced at the kitchen from which the girl's singing was coming, and then looked at the boy sitting on the sofa.

"How to say?"

Jun Matsueda shook his head. "Masahiko Sakurai has left the entertainment industry, and Kurusu is temporarily suspending all activities."

The girl frowned. "Retire or be shelved?"

"Shelter." A clear, bright voice came from the kitchen.

"So she's going to live in the apartment permanently?" Mochizuki Haruka's brows furrowed even more deeply than the boy's earlier.

"Let's not talk about that now." The boy waved his hand. "Wang Yue, you guys—"

Before he could finish speaking, Kurusu Yosei, holding a kitchen knife, returned to the living room.

"Matsue! Don't you dare ask Mochizuki Haruka for my help!" The girl glared at him.

"After all, I want to make you the one who loves me the most, Matsueda Jun, so I can't show her any mercy!"

“…What did you say?” Mochizuki Haruka turned her head.

"I want to bring Matsue back to the time when we shared an apartment, and make him the Matsue who loves me the most!" Yosei Kurusu repeated clearly and loudly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mochizuki Haruka walked up to Matsueda Jun, who was sitting down, and gave him a deep kiss as if she were venting her anger.

"..." The girl released the boy's cheek, stood up, and wiped away the glistening saliva from the corner of her lips with the back of her hand.

Mochizuki Haruka looked at Kurishi Yosei with a defiant gaze and said, word by word.

"he's mine."

Chapter 642 Ultimatum

"The pine branch is mine."

Jun Matsue turned around and saw Yosuke Kurusu standing by the dining table behind the sofa, staring at the girl with a cold expression.

"Just because you say it's yours doesn't mean it is!" Miss Idol retorted without backing down. "Then why aren't you Matsue's girlfriend?"

Mochizuki Haruka glared at her fiercely, "I am his de facto girlfriend. What does Tomatsu Yuka have besides the title?"

"If I wanted, this title could be mine too!"

Yosuke Kurusu gripped the kitchen knife tightly and snorted disdainfully.

"You just took advantage of your proximity to Songzhi and used your cleverness to lure him away!"

"Matsue is overthinking things. She thinks that just because she's been with you, she has to be with you forever." She looked at the boy who was looking at her. "I'll show him the truth—being with me is definitely much happier than being with Mochizuki Haruka!"

"..." Hearing these words, Mochizuki Haruka calmed down instead. She smiled sarcastically, "Then you can keep trying."

"While you were trying so hard to make Songzhi like you, I was already in bed with him, making love until we were completely exhausted."

The girl's attack was completely unskilled, but its destructive power was very obvious. Matsueda Jun saw that Kurusu Yosei's face darkened, so he quickly stood up and walked between the two of them.

"enough."

The boy gently took the kitchen knife from Kurusu Yosei's hand.

Any potential danger needs to be avoided. He placed the knife on the table and turned to look at Mochizuki Haruka.

"We've been taking exams all day, and Kurusu just decided to suspend activities. Everyone's busy, so can we please stop talking about relationship topics?"

Mochizuki Haruka looked defiant, "Wasn't it her who said she was going to turn you back first!"

"I'm just reminding you." As if standing on a stage deciding the outcome, Yosei Kurusu's expression was exceptionally serious.

"After all, it was thanks to you that the previous recording was resolved, so I don't want to resort to any underhanded tactics. I'll tell you my thoughts openly and honestly—"

"I will wholeheartedly become the sun in Matsueda's heart and make him the one who loves me the most."

The girl's tone wasn't harsh; it was as firm and assertive as stating a fact. This only fueled the growing unease in Mochizuki Haruka's heart, as if a flame were slowly burning within her.

"What are you so confident about?" She bypassed the boy, almost pressing against Kurusu Yosei's body. "You want to be an idol and also want to be in a relationship. You deserve to be dumped!"

"You were just lucky to be roommates with Songzhi back then. If this hadn't happened, do you think he would have even given you a second glance?"

"So I'm suspending my activities now," Yosuke Kurusu said nonchalantly.

"Isn't luck proof of fate? Unlike you, who had to buy the apartment next door just to be closer to him. Besides, Songzhi and I get along so well as roommates, which means we're well-suited to live together!"

"Do you know the joys of life? Would you pick out ingredients with Songzhi? Would you be happy with Songzhi when you get a half-price bento or discounted milk?"

"You, a young lady, never belonged here. Didn't you force your way to Songzhi's side?"

"Kurasu!" The boy stepped between the two again, and this time it was Mochizuki Haruka's turn to have a gloomy expression.

"You think you're so great being a roommate?" Her voice was even colder than the ice water that Jun Matsueda had just drunk.

"Anyway, you have money, a job, and company housing now, so it's okay if I kick you out, right?"

Seeing the boy's eyelashes flutter, Kurusu Yosei felt even more confident. "I'm a legal tenant. The landlord would have to pay a penalty to kick me out!"

“Then I’ll buy this apartment too.” Mochizuki Haruka took out her phone. “If the landlord doesn’t want to sell, I’ll just raise the price. She’ll eventually agree.”

"You can start packing your bags and leaving tonight."

The idol, who wasn't actually that wealthy, widened her eyes. Just as she was about to speak again, Jun Matsue turned around.

That's all.

The boy grasped Mochizuki Haruka's wrist, and she obediently shut her mouth, but her face remained as cold as an iceberg.

"My heart is with me, and it won't diminish or increase in my affection just because you guys are arguing."

He gently rubbed the girl's hand. "Your task now is to prepare well for the final exams. I'll study with you after dinner."