Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Jun Matsue stopped in front of the first room next to the balcony. He looked at the wooden sign hanging on the door, on which the girl's name was written in a cute way, with a golden star in the upper right corner.

Even knocking seemed a little difficult for him; the boy hesitated for a moment before gently knocking on the door.

"Kurasu? I brought back some desserts."

There was no movement inside the house. He knocked twice more, but still received no response.

Jun Matsuoka twisted the handle; the door wasn't locked. He pushed the door open a crack and waited a while before slowly walking inside.

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn tightly, making it extremely dark. The boy walked around the foot of the bed and carefully approached the head of the bed. He didn't see Kurusu Yosei's face—the girl was completely wrapped in a thin blanket.

"Kurusu?"

Jun Matsue asked again softly, but there was no sound from the bed.

The boy had no choice but to put the mango crepe on the bedside table and turn to walk towards the doorway where a sliver of light was peeking through.

As he gripped the doorknob again, he suddenly heard a girl's muffled voice behind him.

"Come back here!"

Matsueda Jun turned around, but the undulating bedding on the bed remained unchanged, as if the sound he had just heard was merely his imagination.

But the boy still went back. He stood at the head of the bed, quietly looking at the raised air conditioning blanket in front of him.

The girl's hands, gripping the blanket, were clearly visible in their tight clench.

"Did you really sleep with Mochizuki?" Kurusu Yosei asked through the thin blanket.

"Ah."

"You like her?" The girl's voice was unusually deep.

"If I like her, I will be with her."

“…Oh,” she said casually.

"You can go out now. Don't call me for dinner."

Jun Matsue didn't move; he waited in place for two minutes.

However, Lai Xiyangshi refused to speak again. The girl rolled over with the blanket around her, rolled to the edge of the bed, and then fell silent.

It seemed she really didn't want to talk to him right now. Matsueda Jun turned and left, gently closing the bedroom door behind him.

At six o'clock in the evening, he had dinner with Mochizuki Haruka. Although Lai Xiyou said she wouldn't eat, the boy still brought a dish to her bedside—the mango crepe was lying perfectly intact on the cabinet, and the girl was still facing the wall without moving, as if she was asleep.

Room 507 was a bit quiet tonight; the TV volume was lower than usual, and Mochizuki Haruka was also well-behaved, returning to her apartment next door early.

However, the wooden door with the sign "Kurasu Yosei" remained tightly closed, with only boys occasionally passing by, leaving fleeting shadows on the sign.

It wasn't until 11 p.m., when Jun Matsue was lying on his bed with the lights off, staring blankly at the ceiling, that he heard the sound of a door opening in the next room.

The boy didn't rush out of the room to check. He silently stared at the ceiling, listening to the girl's footsteps. She first went to the kitchen, then paused briefly before returning to the corridor, and finally passed by his door and entered the bathroom.

Then the sound of running water came from the bathroom. After about ten minutes, Jun Matsue heard the sound of a hairdryer.

The girl walked out of the bathroom, her footsteps echoing at his door, then fell silent.

"..." Just as Jun Matsuoka was about to get up, his bedroom door opened.

The soft clatter of slippers entered the room. The boy lay motionless on the bed, his eyes closed, when he felt a shadow fall in front of him.

What if Kurusu had a knife in her hand? Matsueda Jun suddenly remembered this problem—she had just been to the kitchen.

However, what landed on his face was not a sharp kitchen knife, but the girl's hot, moist breath.

Matsueda Jun opened his eyes and found that Kurusu Yosei was already lying on top of him, his hands supporting his cheeks.

The two looked at each other silently, listening to each other's breathing in the darkness.

The girl was only wearing underwear. Her star-like eyes had dimmed a little, but her determined gaze remained unchanged.

“Do it with me.” Yosei Kurusu said each word carefully, his tone extremely serious.

She wants to catch up on all the progress she's fallen behind on.

Chapter 616 I'm sorry, I can't wait for you

"I want to make pine branches too."

The girl's black hair fell onto his neck, and as he listened to her hot, moist breath amplified in his ear, Matsueda Jun reached out and pressed his hand against the shoulder of the girl wearing a bra strap.

He carefully avoided the two straps on her fair skin; the smooth elasticity traveled along his fingertips, making the boy slow his breathing.

"Calm down first."

Jun Matsue tried to push away the girl who was leaning on him, but his hand was quickly blocked.

"I'm perfectly calm right now."

Kurusu Yosei's arm pressed down on the boy's pillow, and she leaned down, bringing the two of them even closer.

"Are you sure?" Jun Matsue had to use a little more force to gently push the girl away so that he could sit up from the bed.

"A girl's first time is not something that can be decided so hastily."

"Where is it hasty!" Kurusu Yosei sat on the boy's lap, pressing down on his thigh. "I've been thinking about this all night in bed, okay!"

"Keep your voice down." Jun Matsueda quickly reached out to cover her lips. "It would be troublesome if Mochizuki heard us."

"Looking at the moon, looking at the moon, looking at the moon..." The girl glared at him. "Is she the only one in your heart now? You even said you were my number one fan!"

The boy didn't answer, but instead reached out and pressed down on her legs, pulled his lower body out of the covers, and then crawled to the foot of the bed to close the bedroom door for the careless person.

When he turned around, Kurusu Yosei's alluring eyes, filled with resentment, were right in front of him again.

"Matsue, is it because you don't want to be with me that you're making up so many excuses?"

Jun Matsueda looked at her face.

This is a bright and beautiful face that perfectly captures people's most flamboyant and splendid fantasies about youth.

When the girl stands on the stage, exposed to the camera, her free and lively soul exudes a unique and captivating charm through her bright eyes, attracting people to approach, understand, and become fascinated.

Jun Matsue looked at her body again.

This was the beautiful body he had admired in the photo album last night, now undulating vividly before his eyes, wearing only underwear.

The girl was perhaps wearing her "decisive" lingerie; the pale pink lace bra clung intimately to her skin in the dim light, the half-cup design revealing her pert bust. Her slender waist presented a taut, crease-like curve, making one want to caress it wantonly, from her firm waist to the sexy indentation at her navel...

The boy didn't look any further. The body, sculpted by yoga, fitness, and dance, was so curvaceous and alluring that just gazing at it made his imagination run wild, conjuring up images of suppleness and grace that made his heart flutter.

The girl in front of him was an idol adored by thousands. The depths of her body, which were beyond the reach of those dazzling lights and fervent gazes, could be laid bare before him if he so desired, allowing him to play with and caress her at will.

Therefore, Jun Matsue had to say those words as soon as possible.

"You're right, I just don't want to do it."

Yosei Kurusu held his breath.

The girl is very confident in her body, which is her capital in the entertainment industry. The looks that boys have given her from the audience and at home have also proven her charm.

But Jun Matsueda's answer was "no".

"……Why?"

"Because I will only do it with people I like."

"Don't you like me?" Yosei Kurusu's face drew even closer.

"……Um."

Compared to "I don't like it," an "um" seems to make them feel a little better.

"The pine branch is lying."

The girl spoke with certainty, her gaze fixed intently on him as if she had discovered a criminal.

"When you were dating your senior, you said that she wasn't more important to you than me."

“If Songzhi didn’t like me, you wouldn’t have hesitated when you chose to make me move out of the apartment.”

What she said was of course true. Jun Matsue lowered his eyelashes, blurring the figure of the girl in front of him.

If a guy doesn't really like someone, he won't realize how unbearable his inner turmoil and reluctance are right now.

However, Jun Matsue suppressed these emotions.

He had to refuse to come to Qiyang World tonight, he told himself.

A complete and utter rejection.

Not to mention that every time the girl returned, it made Mochizuki Haruka and Tomatsu Tomohana uneasy.

What will happen when her idol graduates, and she returns to her apartment and her own world with a heart full of emotion?

Jun Matsue knew that his world had become a scale, with him standing in the middle and Tomoka Tomatsu and Haruka Mochizuki sitting at either end—this shaky scale, struggling to maintain its balance, could no longer accommodate a third person.

Therefore, I had no choice but to refuse.

"Because people change, they just don't like it anymore."

"Big liar."

Without hesitation, Yosei Kurusu cupped the boy's cheeks in her hands, bringing their foreheads together.

Their noses rubbed together, and even their breaths merged into one.

"Say it again if you dare."

The girl's threatening words were based on their past close interactions—she didn't believe that Songzhi could simply say she didn't like him anymore.

"..." Jun Matsue did not respond to her.

If he were to say it again, Kurusu might just kiss him on the lips that were so close to hers.

He broke free from the girl's hand, climbed to the bedside, picked up the T-shirt and hot pants that had fallen to the floor, and turned around to throw them onto the bed.

"Get dressed first, I'm not going to do it with you tonight."

"..." Kurusu glanced at the boy's lower body.

The fabric, which had been stiff and held together, became a bulging, bulky mass, and the girl bit her lower lip in frustration.

"Songzhi must explain this to me tonight, or I won't leave!"

"...Wait a moment."

Noticing the girl's gaze, Jun Matsueda, wearing only his underwear, quickly returned to the bed. However, Yosei Kurusu also quickly threw down his clothes and followed him in.

"Don't move!" The boy kept his distance from her. "I have a girlfriend now."

"Which girlfriend? Mochizuki or Tomatsu?" The girl hadn't forgotten his previous relationship-related business.

"...all of them."

Although the girls might not agree with this statement, Jun Matsueda didn't mind giving this answer in order to discourage Kurusu.

After a moment of quiet in bed, Yosei Kurusu turned to look at the boy.

Are you two-timing?

"Ah."

"...Scumbag, just like my mom back then."

Jun Matsue stared at the ceiling, not looking into her eyes.

The girl shifted to her side and moved her head slightly.

"It's strange not to have a pillow. Pine branch, can you share some of your pillow with me?"

As the boy moved the pillow toward her, the girl took the opportunity to rub against his arm.

"Songzhi, stop being a jerk. Being with me will definitely make you better than them."

"Are you going to make me do it with you again next?"

Yosei Kurusu winked slyly and remained silent.

"And then what?"

Jun Matsue said earnestly, and he turned around, their faces pressed against the pillows as they looked at each other.

The cicadas outside the window had stopped chirping, and the mechanical, monotonous sound of the air conditioner echoed alone in the empty room, making it seem particularly desolate.