Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 305 The Outrageous Theory of a Beautiful Girl Singer
On Saturday afternoon, the interwoven sounds of musical instruments abruptly ceased in the off-campus practice room.

"Shall we do it one more time?" Izumi Mizuki looked at the drum set in the corner.

"I feel the last part lacks passion. Should Songzhi try increasing the intensity of the drumbeats? That should improve the emotional impact."

“Okay.” Jun Matsue looked up. The girl holding the camera stood quietly next to the drum set, her presence as faint as a ghost.

The boy smiled at the camera, then looked down and waited for the guitar intro to begin, followed by the rhythmic beat of the drums.

The practice room was crowded today. Natsumi Imokawa was focused on filming, while Tomoka Tomatsu and Haruka Mochizuki sat on chairs near the entrance, looking like they would never see each other again.

Izumi Mizuki repeated the plucking motion with her hands, looked up and scanned the room. The practice room was quite spacious, but with seven people standing there and various equipment on display, it had a lively and bustling feel to it.

Seven people. Seven people are enough to form two bands.

"We were told not to bring lovers to the band, so why are there so many people here?" The girl, who was the president of the light music club, pondered.

The girl's left hand, which had been pressing the strings, loosened its grip due to distraction, and a series of untimely notes appeared in the room, stopping the smooth music.

"I'm sorry." The expressionless beauty apologized decisively, drawing a curious glance from Aya.

"Is the minister tired?"

"Maybe." Izumi Mizuki thought it made sense; she usually wouldn't be distracted by such things. "I should take a break."

The girl glanced at her phone. "Let's eat dinner now and continue practicing tonight."

Jun Matsueda raised his hand. "Sorry, I can't come after dinner. I have other things to do tonight."

The girls' surprised gazes were fixed on him. He was usually the first to arrive and the last to leave, and he had never missed a group practice session. This was the first time he had ever missed one.

"It's okay," bassist Xiaoxing nodded. "Anyway, we've already recorded the backing tracks~"

"Let's go eat first, okay? Imokawa-kun, would you like to come along?"

Natsumi Imokawa glanced at the girls sitting by the door. She knew she couldn't talk to Matsue if she stayed here, so she decided to go eat.

The girls from the Light Music Club shoved and jostled, taking away their designated cameraman, Natsumi Imokawa, leaving only the three students from Class 2-6 in the room. Tomatsu Yuka and Mochizuki Haruka got up from their seats and walked towards the boy who had put down his drumsticks.

"Does Matsueda have anything to do tonight?" Tomatsu Yuka asked first, voicing Mochizuki Haruka's concern.

"It's nothing urgent," Jun Matsueda said, glancing at the message on his phone. "I just need to watch a show."

"Whose show is it?" Mochizuki Haruka was still asking the question when Tomatsu Yuka, sensing something was wrong, had already fallen into deep thought.

"My show!" A girl wearing a mask pushed open the door, her pink hair swaying, and walked into the room with a heroic air.

Ignoring the two girls standing in front of the drum set, Yosuke Kurusu began exploring the room.

"Is this where the Pine Branch band practices? It looks very professional!"

"Don't touch their instruments," Jun Matsue said to the two girls in front of him as he began packing his things.

"Tonight, Kurusu called me to be a spectator, that's all."

As he followed the boy out of the practice room, recalling the expressions of the two girls left in the room, Yosuke Kurusu revealed a smug, villainous smile.

No matter how long you wait in the practice room, it's useless. When the time comes, Songzhi will still have to come with me.
"Where is the show being filmed?" Jun Matsuoka opened the map on his phone.

Fuji Television!

Sitting in a restaurant in Odaiba, Minato Ward, Jun Matsueda gazed at the spherical observation deck atop a 27-story building in the distance. "These television station buildings are all so magnificent," he remarked.

"After all, our entertainment industry is the most glamorous place in Japan~"

The girl scooped up the seafood tomato omelet rice in front of her with a spoon and happily put it into her mouth. Matsueda Jun was eating a tonkatsu seafood sauce omelet rice; he needed large pieces of meat to replenish his energy.

"Are you ready to go on stage?" Although the two of them would be at the filming location, they would definitely not be using the same entrance, so Jun Matsueda decided to remind her one last time.

"If asked about your daily life, absolutely do not mention anything about sharing an apartment, okay?"

"Exposing Their Masks!" is a quiz show where each episode invites several guests from the same field to answer questions live. The guests are not limited to the entertainment industry; some are well-known university professors or bestselling authors.

The episode that Yosuke Kurusu is recording tonight is themed "Exposing the Masks of Beautiful Girl Singers!", which will most likely involve privacy issues, which is why her agency is hesitant.

"Don't worry, we've rehearsed it several times before."

Yosuke Kurusu wiped the tomato juice from his lips. It was the girl who dragged Jun Matsueda to practice every night, but now she was comforting him instead.

"I remember you won't disclose your address, your daily activities, your family background, or your relationship status!"

When Jun Matsueda sat down at the recording studio for "Masquerade," there were more people in the audience than he had imagined. Matsueda's seat was in a blind spot of the camera, with no chance of being on camera.

The recording of the program had been going on for more than ten minutes. He looked at the guest seats on the stage and saw that Yosuke Kuraki was sitting at the very edge, which was quite close to him.

The girls in the guest seats truly lived up to today's theme of "beautiful girl singers." Regardless of their natural talents or skills, his roommate sitting there could only be considered relatively outstanding, not quite standing out from the crowd.

"All of today's guests have been introduced. Which female singer's mask are you most looking forward to seeing exposed?"

The middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the host's seat looked down at the audience, who, at his signal, shouted out the names of the various guests.

"So, the first question for today is—when you do your own searches, what topics do you pay the most attention to?"

"Next question: As an idol singer, do you usually encounter any challenges when creating songs?"

Laughter erupted from the audience. The question almost implied the reality that most idol singers were not very talented, and the girls on stage also looked troubled.

"Actually, I think as long as you're good-looking, the audience won't care that much, right?" The sweet girl in the center of the guest seats spoke first, blinking as she looked at the camera lens.

“Writing lyrics can be a real challenge. For example, if I use ‘smiling face’ instead of ‘smile,’ people might think I’m too knowledgeable and they’re not used to it.”

The laughter from the audience grew louder. Jun Matsueda yawned. This show was essentially something designed to make people laugh; ordinary and serious answers wouldn't be well-received.

In this light, it seems quite suitable for Kurusu, whose thought process is quite peculiar. The girl's previous eccentric remarks attracted a lot of attention and goodwill from passersby.

He thought, "Let's just wait here peacefully until the show ends." He looked at the girl who had picked up the microphone at the edge of the guest seats.

"Shouldn't we just leave this kind of thing to the producer to worry about?" Yosei Kurusu said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Are people actually creating songs?"

"Eh???"

Upon hearing the girl's outrageous remarks, the hosts sitting opposite and the audience below gasped in surprise. The talkative host looked at the audience, then at the camera, his face blank, revealing his comedic style.

Jun Matsue sat up straight, looked at Yosei Kurusu on the stage, and sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, expecting her to stay calmly until the end of the show, given that she said "there are so many people it's like garbage," was simply impossible.

(End of this chapter)