Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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The woman naturally took his arm and nuzzled him affectionately.

"Should we start by acting out a romance?"

"Holding hands or hugging?" She looked at Natsumi Imokawa.

"If we're going to kiss, I'll probably have to call Xiaoyao first."

"Ask her if she agrees."

Chapter 526 Born Actor

Jun Matsue released his aunt's arm from his grasp.

Is this how auditions are done?

He looked at the girl sitting opposite him and said, "We didn't have this segment before we started the performance."

“An audition is still necessary.” Natsumi Imokawa nodded seriously. “I’ve revised all your roles based on the candidates, except for the fiancée, which I wrote as I pleased.”

"That's right, it doesn't even have a name!" Wang Yuehua said with dissatisfaction, pressing her shoulder against the boy's arm.

"Because at the time I hadn't really figured out my fiancée's personality and image yet..." The girl scratched her cheek shyly.

"But we don't have to actually kiss, do we?" Jun Matsue reached out and held onto the shoulder next to her; her aunt's body was limp.

"By the way, are there any kissing scenes in the script?"

"Of course!" Mochizuki Hana and Imokawa Natsumi said in unison.

“It’s written down very clearly!” The woman pointed to the closed printout on the table. “Kashiwabara Hikaru fell in love with his colleague, kissed, slept together, and then got engaged.”

"Otherwise, where would a fiancée come from!"

"...I don't think there was such a plot back then?" the boy asked his director.

"I've taken some time these past few days to revise it again..." Natsumi Imokawa nodded shyly but firmly.

"I think the protagonist's last relationship should be one that is intimate in form but without any emotional fluctuation, so adding a passionate scene would be better."

"Ah, the sex scenes are just short, quick shots, there won't be much nudity, so it's just for show!" the girl added.

"A passionate scene, Matsueda-kun, is that okay?" The woman shook the boy's arm.

“…Imokawa said there wouldn’t be much nudity.” Matsueda Jun looked at Imokawa Natsumi with a questioning gaze, and she nodded vigorously.

"Now, please get into character," the girl said earnestly. "Like, imagine you two going on a date at a coffee shop after get off work, something like that."

My aunt came from the company, and she was wearing a suit skirt. As for the boy's school uniform shirt, it would be fine to wear it as a suit shirt.

The small square table fell silent, and the two people sitting on one side looked at each other.

"What should we do on a date?" Mochizuki's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Uh... Shouldn't I be the one asking you about adult relationships?" Jun Matsueda blinked innocently.

"Stop talking nonsense!" The woman patted his forearm. "Now I'm asking you, do you have dating experience?"

“This feels good.” Natsumi Imokawa nodded, having somehow produced her camera.

"Now, natural physical contact is fine. Please look at the camera."

Matsueda Jun and Mochizuki Hana turned their heads in unison to look at the girl holding the camera.

"Hmm...they look like a couple. Miss Hua, please turn your head a little."

"Is that so?" The woman smiled and leaned her head on the boy's shoulder.

Jun Matsue felt her black hair flowing over his collarbone, and it tickled a little.

"Hmm~ Hmm~" the girl said with satisfaction. "Miss Hua's smile is spot on. You two should have no problem playing a couple."

The aunt looked up, pointed her right hand at the corner of the boy's mouth beside her, and said, "Matsueda-kun, don't you need to smile?"

"All Songzhi needs to do is show his best fake smile."

Jun Matsueda decided to keep his stern face until he left the coffee shop.

"Alright, Songzhi, sit back down first."

Natsumi Imokawa put down her camera, patted the seat next to her, and Jun Matsueda sat back down without hesitation.

"Is the audition over now?" Wang Yuehua was still somewhat unsatisfied; this was much more interesting than reading reports in the office building.

"Not yet. A proper audition usually involves the candidate acting out a scene." The girl took a sip of her red tea and explained, "Ms. Hua has just watched the plot of 'The Fiancée,' and I would like to ask you to act out the scene where she calls to say goodbye at the end."

"Making a phone call, huh..." Auntie flipped open the printed book again. "Wow, this is a really sad scene~"

"Yes! This part is very important. I want to see how you portray it."

"Hmm... let me memorize my lines." The woman closed her eyes, her rosy lips moving silently.

"OK!"

Imokawa Natsumi raised her camera again, and Mochizuki took a deep breath, then lowered her eyes.

Jun Matsuoka watched as her thick eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her cheek. The woman's lips parted slightly as she lowered her head and picked up her phone.

The call was answered quickly, "Hello, Jun-kun?"

"There's something I want to tell you..."

Her tone seemed unchanged, only her lips were trembling slightly.

"I still love you." The woman's voice was a little hoarse.

"But I feel that even if we send each other a thousand messages, our hearts can only get one centimeter closer."

Jun Matsue stared at the coffee on the table; the surface of the cooled liquid was completely still.

"It feels great!" Natsumi Imokawa exclaimed happily. "Ms. Hana might have a real talent for acting!"

"Really?" Mochizuki Hana smiled happily. "I used to think about becoming an actress too~"

"However, there's a slight mistake in the dialogue," the girl pointed out. "It's Hikari-kun, not Tsun-kun. Make sure you remember that during the actual filming, okay?"

"Haha~" the woman blinked, "Because Matsueda-kun is right in front of me~"

And so, Auntie passed Natsumi Imokawa's audition perfectly. The three of them chatted briefly, and after finishing their coffee, it was time to end the day.

"Where does Natsumi-chan live? Shall I take you home?" The woman walked out of the coffee shop and looked at the girl behind her.

"Ah, no need, I checked the map, it only takes a few minutes to get home by bike!" Natsumi Imokawa shook her head vigorously.

"Please be careful on the road!"

"Okay, goodbye Miss Hua, goodbye Songzhi!"

"See you tomorrow." Jun Matsue waved to the girl, and when he turned around, Mochizuki was looking at him with a smile.

"I'll take you home, you won't have any objections, will you?"

What would happen if I refused?

His aunt gave him a fierce look, which suggests that she doesn't have much talent for playing villains.

The two got into the car, and before starting the engine, Wang Yuehua glanced at the messages on her phone.

"Xiaoyao said she won't be home for dinner tonight."

Jun Matsueda wasn't surprised. "He was probably having dinner with friends."

"Hmm~" Auntie made a playful sound, "Let's send the pine branch home first."

A dozen minutes later, the black sedan stopped on the side of the road in front of the Mitaka apartment building, and the boy got out of the car.

Just as he was about to turn around and thank him, he found that Wang Yuehua had already gotten out of the car and walked towards the apartment ahead of him.

"What are you doing?" Jun Matsue asked, watching her retreating figure.

Auntie turned around, half of her sly smile hidden in the shadows under the lamplight.

"Of course, it's to check on your and Xiaoyao's living situation~"

Chapter 527 The Real Purpose

The key was inserted into the metal hole, making a smooth unlocking sound. Jun Matsueda pushed open the slightly heavy security door, and two shadows were reflected on the floor of the entryway.

Wang Yuehua stood beside him, took off her high heels, and skillfully took out her slippers from the shoe rack.

"Slippers are so comfortable~" the woman sighed contentedly.

“If high heels are uncomfortable, then don’t wear them. Aren’t you the boss?” Jun Matsuoka put his backpack on the chair next to the dining table, took out a packet of barley tea from the cabinet next to the refrigerator, and prepared to brew it.

"High heels are uncomfortable, but they look good!" Auntie sat on the sofa, listening to the boy go into the kitchen to boil water.

"Besides, high heels can make you taller. A tall guy like Songzhi would never understand the pain of having to look up at others!" The woman placed her right hand flat above her head.

"A few centimeters of heels can make you appear taller and have longer legs, giving you more presence when speaking to your subordinates!"

"Yes, yes." Jun Matsue placed the clear kettle, which was filled with a reddish-brown liquid, on the dining table. "Would Auntie like a cup of barley tea?"

"No, I just finished my coffee." Wang Yuehua stood up, stretched, and walked towards the refrigerator.

"Has Xiaoyao been eating well lately?"

"It's alright." The boy watched her open the refrigerator door. "It's just that she's been eating faster lately."

"That's not good for digestion." Aunt looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator. "Eggs, cabbage, green peppers, beef, bacon... quite a lot of ingredients."

“After all, both of their ingredients are here.” Jun Matsue walked to her side. “The kitchen on Mochizuki’s side is not used much. She doesn’t like cooking fumes, so she only uses it when she’s cooking a midnight snack.”

"The middle of the night?" The woman turned her head. "I clearly told Xiaoyao that we should go to bed early!"

"..." Matsueda Jun could only apologize to Mochizuki Haruka in his heart for the time being.

Aunt closed the refrigerator door, walked around the living room, and finally sat down at the dining table. She picked up Mochizuki Haruka's personal mug, which the girl quite liked for its blue swallow pattern.

"I was wondering why I didn't see her cup at the manor; it turns out it had been taken over."

The boy sat across from her and poured himself a cup of barley tea. "She usually uses it to drink milk in the morning and to make coffee at night."

"Still drinking coffee tonight?" The woman raised an eyebrow.

Jun Matsue nodded. "When I'm feeling sleepy after dinner and want to study, I'll make myself a cup of tea."

"She's really hardworking." Mochizuki sighed. "So Haruka's usually on your side then—isn't this wall between you two a bit redundant?"

"Wangyue still needs to go back to sleep, and she likes to play games and watch movies in the next room."

The boy took a sip of barley tea; the tea was still hot, and his mouth felt warm but not hot.

His aunt didn't say anything, but just stared at him for a while before getting up and walking towards the corridor in front of the bedroom.

Jun followed behind her. The woman went into the bathroom, turned around to close the door, and looked in surprise at the boy who was about to come in.

Why did you follow me in?

"Isn't this to check on her living conditions?" Jun Matsueda was about to continue explaining to her.

"...No, that's not it." Mochizuki Hana blushed slightly. "I just needed to use the restroom after drinking coffee!"

"Sorry." Jun Matsueda immediately left the restroom.

The door behind me slammed shut quite loudly, carrying a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.

The image of the woman's face flushing red flashed through his mind; it turned out that even his composed aunt could look like this.

A few minutes later, Wang Yuehua came out of the bathroom. The brief shyness she had felt earlier had vanished. She stood behind the boy on the sofa and patted him on the shoulder.

"Come on, let's go take a look next door!"

Jun Matsuoka stood in front of the door of 506, watching the woman in front of him squat down and reach her right hand into the pet door to look for the key—her suit skirt tightly hugged her waist and hips, and although nothing was exposed, the prominent rounded lines were enough to attract attention.

"I found the key!" Wang Yuehua stood up, deftly unlocked the door, and looked at the boy standing outside.

"What are you standing there for, Songzhi? Come in quickly."

Without a word, Jun Matsue walked inside, feeling that his mind had been a little too restless lately.

Perhaps it was the warmer weather, or the barley tea he had just drunk was too hot, or perhaps it was something else... An extremely ambiguous image flashed through his mind—the traces left by Tomomi Tomatsu and Maki Yamami.

It's best not to overthink it.

"It's not much different from when I left before~" Auntie looked around her niece's house. "There are a few more pens on the dining table, and a record on the coffee table—why is it still from Qiyang World?"