Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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What's so great about this guy...?

Back in the classroom, Mochizuki Haruka picked up a towel floating in the bucket, wrung it out slightly, and began wiping the glass of the back doors and windows.

"Thank you for your help, Matsueda-kun~" Another girl's voice sounded behind her. Mochizuki Haruka moved the rag aside and looked at the reflection in the clean glass surface. It was Tomatsu Tomoka standing next to Matsueda Jun.

"Tell me if the water gets dirty later, and I'll change it." Jun Matsueda waved his hand and walked towards the boys who were fighting with brooms.

I almost forgot about this guy... Mochizuki Haruka turned her head and looked at Tomatsu Yuka standing behind her. The two exchanged a glance.

"What brings you here?" Tomatsu Tomoka's smile vanished, her tone becoming distant.

"..." Mochizuki Haruka turned her head back and continued to wipe the image of the lone girl on the glass with a rag.

When will Tomatsu Yuka find out? She waited with a wicked sense of anticipation.

I hope I can see this guy's expression with my own eyes when the time comes.

The cleaning ended half an hour later. Jun Matsueda pushed his bicycle out of the school gate and waved goodbye to Tomoka Tomatsu and Haruka Mochizuki behind him.

The girls watched the boy's figure disappear into the sunlight; it was time for the two to go their separate ways.

Tomatsu Yuka glanced at the black sedan parked by the roadside and walked in the opposite direction.

"Tomatsu".

A cool voice sounded behind her, and Tomatsu Yuka turned around to look at the girl standing by the car.

Mochizuki Haruka smiled at her, her expression gentle and friendly.

Have a great holiday!

Chapter 339 An Important Character Appears

On the first day of summer vacation, Jun Matsue woke up at 8:30 in the morning.

"I was planning to sleep a little longer..." He glanced at his phone, got out of bed, and his biological clock was already urging him to get up.

There were no library shifts today, so he could enjoy breakfast to his heart's content. He went to the restroom to wash up and prepare to go out for breakfast.

After getting dressed and changing his shoes in the entryway, Jun Matsue pushed open the security door, his eyes squinting at the sunlight streaming into the hallway.

"It's so sunny..."

The asphalt road outside gleamed, and a crow landed on the roof of the opposite building, but immediately flapped its wings and flew away as if it had been burned.

Jun Matsue did not close the door, but stood by the railing and looked around for ten seconds. The sky was cloudless, with only a bright white expanse.

"Let's take care of it at home." He went back into the house, closed the door, and the comfortable coolness enveloped him again.

Going out in this weather is a bit of a hardship. Jun Matsue can sweat while moving goods in the warehouse, but he'd rather avoid this unnecessary sweating.

Opening the refrigerator, finding the leftover noodles from last night, and taking out some scallions and eggs, Jun Matsue returned to the kitchen.

After the range hood hummed for five minutes, the scallion oil for mixing the noodles was ready. Jun Matsuzakatsu switched to a soup pot and prepared to cook the noodles.

Before going downstairs, he walked out of the kitchen and knocked on the closed door. A girl's muttering came from behind the wooden board.

The boy knocked twice more, "Are you having breakfast today, Kurusu?"

“…Eat!” The girl’s voice rose a little.

Back in front of the soup pot, Jun Matsue put in two servings of fresh noodles, then took out a soy sauce bottle from the side to prepare the dressing.

After the noodles were half-cooked, he carried the mixed scallion oil sauce into the girl's bedroom, then returned to the kitchen empty-handed. Two minutes later, Kurusu Yosei was already standing behind him with a bowl in his hand.

"Pine branches! They smell so good!" The girl's sleepiness had been driven away by her appetite. "What's for breakfast today?"

Jun Matsue took the bowl from the girl, poured the sauce into two plates of noodles, and then placed a golden fried egg on top.

"Scallion oil noodles".

"Pine branch! Pine branch!" The girl sitting at the dining table finished the last bite of her scallion oil noodles with lingering relish. "How about we eat this for breakfast every day from now on?"

"This stuff is full of oil and carbohydrates; you'll definitely get fat if you eat it every day."

"Just exercise more!" Yosei Kurusu stared longingly at Jun Matsueda's bowl, then decisively reached out and grabbed a small mouthful of noodles.

"Then I'll teach you how to make it. You can make it yourself whenever you want to eat it in the future." Jun Matsue raised his hand and moved his bowl away to prevent the girl from launching another attack.

"First, heat the oil over low heat, then add the scallion segments and fry until golden brown..."

After finishing breakfast, the girl first went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, then turned on the air conditioner in the living room and sat in front of the TV to watch the program. In order not to waste electricity, Jun Matsue also sat on the sofa with his senior high school textbooks in his hands.

"Is Songzhi already studying on the first day of the holiday?"

The girl on the sofa changed to a yoga pose and stared at the book "Important Issues Exercises: The History of Japan B" in Matsueda Jun's hand.

“Since we’re just killing time anyway, why don’t we study instead of watching TV with you?” Jun Matsueda glanced up at her.

He certainly wasn't learning it for himself; he was going to tutor his senior after returning from the orphanage, so he had to be prepared.

"Don't make it sound like I'm wasting my time!" The girl puffed out her cheeks and lightly kicked his thigh. "This is the show I'm going to be on later, okay!"

"Is he going to be on a TV show again?" Jun Matsueda glanced at the TV screen a few more times. It was a stage with singing and dancing, which seemed to be something Yosuke Kurusu was good at.

"Because of the previous 'Mask,' I've had a lot more exposure lately, and I've received more offers for shows, so I need to strike while the iron is hot."

Yosei Kurusu changed her position again, lying back on the sofa with her waist supported and her chest facing the boy. The hem of her casual T-shirt fell down due to gravity, revealing her tight waistline.

"Idols don't get holidays; they have to seize every opportunity that comes their way!"

As the girl spoke, she stretched out her arm, her ten fingers brushing against the side of Matsueda Jun's thigh, the slippery, itchy sensation spreading along his body.

"Don't cause trouble." Jun Matsueda rolled up the book in his hand and gently patted the girl's palm. Yosuke Kurusu made a face at him and turned his body to the other side.

The two ate lunch at home, and Yosuke Kurusu had scallion oil noodles with cabbage salad before heading out, completely satisfied. Although it was Sunday, as the girl had said, idols don't get holidays.

After seeing off Yosuke Kita, Jun Matsue strolled around the living room with a cup of barley tea, contemplating his plans for the afternoon.

He decided to go to the practice room to play drums; he'd consumed so many calories, he needed to find a way to burn them off. He went back to his bedroom, picked up his backpack containing his drumsticks, and prepared to leave.

On the train to Setagaya, Jun Matsueda looked at the messages on his phone. Aya's part-time job would end tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow was the day she would return to the orphanage. Yamami Maki's smiling face appeared in his mind.

Clicking on the yellow parrot avatar, I saw that my senior had just posted an update. It was about desserts in a coffee shop, and she and Tomatsu Yuka were leaning against each other, their smiles brighter than the flowers outside the window.

It seems my senior isn't at the studio. Jun put his phone back in his pocket and walked out of Meidai-mae Station. The afternoon sun was still intense as he walked along the path under the shade of the trees.

Upon entering the first floor of "Denny's studio," Jun Matsue took the key from the front desk. The receptionist today was an unfamiliar face; the woman was wearing a mask and not in uniform, so only her bright eyes were visible.

Jun Matsueda handed the woman the membership card that Maki Yami had left with him, saying, "The key to room 402, thank you."

Normally, these steps can be skipped because the front desk staff remember him, and the key to the practice room is already on the table when he walks into the first floor.

"402, is that right?" The woman seemed not to have heard him clearly and asked him again.

Jun Matsue nodded. "Yes, thank you for your help."

The woman took the corresponding key from the drawer and handed it to him. Matsueda Jun politely bowed his head to thank her, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

The woman wearing a mask blinked and stared at the corner where the boy had disappeared for a while, until another staff member in uniform appeared.

"Ms. Yamami." The woman in uniform walked respectfully to her side.

The woman surnamed Yamami stepped aside, giving her space, and said, "You can continue working, don't worry about me."

"Okay." The woman nodded, sat down in her assigned seat, her back ramrod straight, and stared at the wall in front of her.

"By the way, has 402 been in use recently?"

"Please wait a moment." The woman clicked on the record on the computer. "Yes, Miss Moji has been using it."

“So that really is Maki’s membership card…” Ms. Yamami took off her mask, revealing a face that somewhat resembled that of Maki Yamami.

"Has Moki lent her personal practice room to someone else?"

Chapter 340 Shaved Ice, Brewed Tea, and My Older Sister

The right drumstick struck the cymbals heavily, ending the last note. The raging storm that had been raging indoors vanished instantly, leaving only the echoing hum of the metal discs.

Jun Matsue put down his drumsticks, exhaled softly, and shook his hands to improve blood circulation. He had been in the practice room for an hour.

He looked at the drumsticks in front of him; the wear and tear was quite obvious. After a few more days of practice, the lifespan of these thorn wands would probably come to an end.

Jun Matsue took a picture of the battle-damaged drumsticks and sent it to the parrot avatar in his chat list.

The senior student replied quickly, "Is Songzhi practicing again? You're working so hard!"

On the other side, Yamami Maki was walking on the streets of Daikanyama, with Tomatsu Tomoka carrying several bags beside her. The girls had made plans to go shopping today, but they didn't expect the weather to be so hot, so they stayed in the cafe for a long time.

She lagged behind by two steps, making sure that the junior walking beside her hadn't noticed her, before continuing to text Jun Matsueda.

"If your drumsticks break, just go to the equipment maintenance room on the first floor and find the staff on duty. She will get you new ones."

"...Would you say my senior is keeping me as a sugar daddy in the music industry?"

Upon seeing the message, Yamami Maki's face immediately turned red, and she subconsciously blurted out, "What are you saying!"

Tomatsu Yuka, who was walking ahead, turned around and asked, "What's wrong, senpai?"

"Ah, it just feels a bit hot..."

The girl raised her hand and fanned her cheeks, trying to cool them down quickly.

"Shaved ice, shall we go up ahead and buy some?" Tomatsu Yuka walked up to her. "You can't imagine summer without shaved ice."

"Okay~" Yamami Maki put her phone back in her pocket.

Jun Matsue put down his bottled water and looked at the new message that appeared on the screen—a string of meaningless gibberish.

"...Did you accidentally touch it, senior?"

He walked out of the practice room and sat down on a chair in the corridor to rest. The sunlight from the window shone directly on the textbook in his hand—there were no windows in the room, and being alone for a long time could feel stuffy.

When the woman wearing a mask walked up to the fourth floor, the first thing she saw was Jun Matsue sitting by the window in the corridor.

The boy held a book in his hands, reading in the sunlight, his focused expression making the radiance in the air seem to settle.

The woman stared at the scene for a while, then disappeared at the end of the corridor, reappearing with a cup of tea.

She placed the tea she was holding on the table in front of the boy. Matsueda Jun looked up and met her gaze, giving her another polite smile.

This was the first time Ikuka Yamami had seen his face clearly. The woman was stunned for a moment before looking away, her face mask concealing her brief moment of embarrassment.

The first thought that crossed the woman's mind was that this guy could make a living in Tokyo just by looking good.

My second thought is, could it be that Maki is captivated by this face?

Looking at the "employee" who hadn't left, Jun Matsueda blinked. "Does this cup of tea cost money?"

"?" Yamami Ikuka was stunned again, and the filter of the beautiful boy disappeared just like that.

"I just saw that you come to practice often, so I came to say hello. The tea is free." She chose to approach the boy as a staff member first.

"Thank you." Jun Matsuoka's smile became more sincere. He picked up his teacup and took a sip. The woman sat down beside him.

There was a row of seats by the window in the corridor, with the tables set up like a bar counter in a coffee shop. The two people, like customers who happened to walk into the same bar, started chatting.

"Is this cold-brewed sencha?" Jun Matsue asked the woman next to him. "It has a very mild astringency, the natural sweetness of the tea leaves is very prominent, and the taste is very refreshing. It doesn't feel like cheap tea."

Ikuka Yamami nodded. "Uji sencha, I'm glad you like it."

Her feelings for the boy increased slightly. This was her usual tea, which she had brought with her when she came to the shop for a visit today.

The two chatted about tea for a while. Since the manager of the band had given them sencha before, and they had talked about the "Omotesenke" tea ceremony at the band's celebration party, Matsueda Jun had made a special effort to learn about it, so he had some topics to talk about.

"Therefore, the Omotesenke school emphasizes the natural spirit of 'flowing like water'..."

The woman stopped talking and looked at Jun Matsue listening attentively. The boy had always been humble and eager to learn from her, which pleased her so much that she had unconsciously talked so much.

She originally came to test the relationship between the boy and her younger sister, so why did she get bogged down in irrelevant topics for so long?

Ikuka Yamami coughed twice. "Um, I wanted to ask something, because our records show that the member card you used was registered to a woman..."

Jun Matsue nodded. "It was lent to me by a friend, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"It has no impact; it's just my personal curiosity."

The boy nodded and continued reading his textbook, but the female employee did not leave and remained sitting in front of him.

"Don't you need to go back to your post?" Jun Matsue asked, feeling a little strange.

"...Actually, I'm the owner of this shop." It seemed she wouldn't be able to get any information as an ordinary employee, so the woman took off her mask.

Matsueda Jun looked at the woman in front of him. Her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to those of Yamami Maki, but her eyes were more slender and she looked more individualistic. Her lips had a distinct outline, and like his senior, the corners of her mouth naturally turned up, as if she were subconsciously smiling, which made her very approachable.