Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 716 Emotions Surge, Writing Comes as Song

The bedroom door was rudely pushed open, and Mochizuki, who was lying on the bed, turned around and saw the woman's face, which was still full of anger.

"I'm so angry!" Wang Yuehua shouted loudly, her tone like that of a child.

Letting her handbag fall to the ground, she took off her suit jacket, kicked off her high heels, and stepped onto the soft carpet with her small feet encased in flesh-colored stockings, walking towards the girl on the bed.

The exquisite black high heels with red soles tumbled and landed next to the sofa by the bed. The golden cat, curled up in the corner of the sofa, poked its head out and looked at the two female owners on the bed.

"Matsueda Jun, that shameless bastard!" the woman muttered through gritted teeth, looking at her niece who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Xiaoyao heard everything he said, right?"

"I heard you," Mochizuki Haruka said casually, leaning against the headboard. "Auntie was on the phone."

"Then why are you so indifferent?" Wang Yuehua crawled toward her, casually taking off her suit skirt and pantyhose.

"I already heard him say that once at noon." The girl waved her hand, and the cat lying on the sofa gracefully flew through the air and landed on her lap.

"They all mean the same thing."

To be honest, when the boy said on the phone that he would haunt her for the rest of his life, Mochizuki Haruka even felt a little smug.

However, this did not affect her anger at Songzhi's undisguised attitude... The girl vigorously stroked the soft cat on her lap to vent her dissatisfaction.

"So what should Xiaoyao do?" Wang Yuehua leaned against her.

"Either stop thinking about that jerk, since you're studying every day anyway, just drop out of school and let him know how firm your stance is!"

"Fine, let's break up! Songzhi doesn't really think you can't live without him, does he?"

The aunt clutched the fabric of the girl's skirt tightly, looking indignant.

"They're not even going to give you the general entrance exam anymore. Matsueda Jun will definitely regret it to death if he doesn't get to see you!"

"Didn't he say he'd do everything he could to win you back? I'll go with you to Keio University then, and I want to see him come all the way from Tokyo University every day to try and win you over!"

However, Mochizuki Haruka's face remained expressionless, her anger like a handful of firewood falling into a lake, receiving no response whatsoever.

"...Shouldn't we have avoided the cold war in the first place?" the girl asked, stroking the cat with a somewhat bewildered expression.

These words seemed to question the meaning behind the joint decision made by the aunt and niece. Wang Yuehua raised her eyebrows.

"What else can we do besides a cold war?"

"Say 'okay' and happily snuggle into Matsueda Jun's arms, then watch him put his other arm around another girl?"

Mochizuki Haruka immediately frowned and shook her head.

“You have a temper, how can you spoil him like this!” Her aunt held her shoulders.

"So your decision was right, it's just that Jun Matsueda is too hard-hearted!"

The girl nodded in dissatisfaction. Her aunt had once said that given enough time, Songzhi would crave her taste and would eventually give in.

As a result, he's now giving other women hickeys!
The thought of Tomatsu Tomoka in the locker room made Mochizuki Haruka furious.

"Why don't we kidnap the pine branch?" Auntie suddenly put her arm around her shoulder and placed one hand on the head of the lying cat.

"You'll be graduating in a few months, right? As soon as you leave campus, we'll tie him to a car!"

"This guy is so arrogant, let's just take him away from Tokyo!" the woman said enthusiastically. "Let's go to the vacation villa we bought in Nagano."

"Spend two months properly training Matsueda Jun, using both gentle and forceful methods, to mold him into Haruka's shape!"

"Let's see if he dares to say he wants it all again!"

"..." The girl looked at the leaden-gray sky outside the window and slowly shook her head.

"You can't just tie him up like a dog on a pine branch; he'll definitely resist and run away."

"Besides, he still likes me at least now. If he really did something like that, would he still be willing to pester me for the rest of his life?"

Kidnapping and training are far more egregious than what Tomatsu Tomoka did back then...

“In that case…” Wang Yuehua leaned against the girl’s shoulder and stroked the cat lying on their laps as she pondered.

"So he can only make a move on other people he likes?"

"Kurayuki Yosei is now under our company's name—"

Before she could finish speaking, Mochizuki Haruka immediately shook her head.

“Songzhi will dislike this even more.”

The woman raised her eyebrows. "He's wronged you so much and made you so angry, and you still care whether he likes you or not?!"

The girl looked down at the cat that had rolled over on her lap, exposing its belly.

"It's not like I don't like him anymore..." she whispered.

The room fell silent as Wang Yuehua gazed at her beloved niece—behind the girl's profile was an elegant and exquisite floor-to-ceiling window, the dim light unable to penetrate her pert nose, casting a faint shadow on the other side of her cheek.

Melancholy, delicate, and beautiful, the woman hugged her tightly and sighed with heartache.

"You're completely under his thumb..."

"Damn Matsueda Jun," she muttered the boy's name bitterly in her heart.

Wang Yuehua really wanted to kidnap him and bring him to the basement of the manor right now, making this guy her niece's plaything.

But Xiaoyao doesn't like it that way.

But he was the one who saved himself and Haruka.

But he's the one who stays by Xiaoyao's side during earthquakes.

So it seems that the prestigious Mochizuki family really has no way to deal with the mere Matsueda Jun...

Two hours later, the aunt, dressed in her home clothes, sat at the dining table, watching her niece with droopy eyes scoop up a spoonful of matsutake and crab meat rice and put it in her mouth.

"So what is Haruka thinking now?"

The girl paused in her mechanical chewing motion, swallowed the rice in her mouth, and a hint of icy stubbornness returned to her eyes.

"I will not agree to Songzhi's plan."

I won't say another word to him until he changes his mind.

She added, "Anyway, he said he'd haunt me for the rest of his life."

Anyway, Songzhi likes her and won't let her off the hook, which is the source of the girl's confidence to fight the cold war to the end.

"...Then let's leave it at that for now." Wang Yuehua curled her lips, not quite satisfied with her niece's passive resistance.

But there was nothing she could do—after all, it wasn't her own relationship.

Thinking of the boy's nonchalant expression in front of her, the woman scooped up a mouthful of rice and viciously chewed the crab meat in her mouth.

"Never give him a friendly look!"

As Yosuke Kurusu hummed a melody and opened the apartment door, the boy in the living room was staring blankly at the dishes on the dining table, his cheek resting on his hand.

"What's wrong?"

The girl walked past Jun Matsueda casually, put down her bag, patted him on the shoulder, and then went into the kitchen to wash her hands.

"Didn't I tell you not to wait for me and to eat the pine branches first?"

"It's only been cooked for a short time," Jun Matsue said without turning around, picking up a mouthful of rice. The idol quickly sat down at the table, licking her lips as she picked up her chopsticks, her eyes sparkling with surprise.

"We're having saury tonight!"

The boy nodded. Dinner tonight was pan-fried saury, scrambled eggs with edamame and mushrooms, and braised pumpkin in soy sauce—although he wasn't in a good mood, he still put a lot of effort into the cooking.

The vegetables on the table are all consigned from nearby farms at the wild vegetable direct sales point. They are fresh, sweet, and delicious, and you can enjoy the original flavor of the ingredients without much cooking.

As for the saury, after watching Mochizuki Hana leave in anger, Matsueda Jun went downstairs again, mainly to take a walk to relieve his mood, and casually bought a few saury at a nearby supermarket.

With the temperature dropping in Tokyo, it's already "autumn of appetite." After enduring the dull summer, the palate begins to crave rich flavors. Watching the girl in front of him eagerly pick up a piece of fish with a golden-brown skin, Junya Matsueda also stretches out his chopsticks.

The rich, fatty aroma of the fish on the tongue is the most unbiased and objective autumn delicacy, yet the boy did not feel any appetite—clearly, a hurried walk was not enough to dispel the melancholy in his heart.

Although he admitted his decision without any shame in front of his aunt, it did not mean that Jun Matsue's heart was unmoved.

The boy once again deeply felt the change in himself—if a complete stranger saw him today, they probably wouldn't think he was any different from those scumbags who played with people's feelings.

What will Mochizuki and his aunt think of him now...? Matsueda Jun picked up a piece of black fish meat with his chopsticks and savored the bitter taste of the innards on his tongue.

If possible, he would certainly like his relationship to receive the blessings of the girl's elders. However, it seems unlikely now.

A pair of chopsticks suddenly reached out and tapped lightly on the rim of the bowl. The boy looked up and saw Yosuke Kurusu's face close to his.

"What are you thinking about, Pine Branch? You're eating so slowly." The girl asked, frowning. "This isn't like you."

He smiled and said, "I don't feel like eating much today."

"..." The idol frowned even more and put a slice of pumpkin covered in sesame seeds into the boy's bowl.

Are you in a bad mood today?

Matsueda Jun nodded honestly.

The girl picked up another piece of fish with dripping oil and put it in her mouth, chewing it while looking at him intently.

"Because of what?"

"I made Mochizuki and her aunt fully aware of my scumbag thoughts."

"..." Kurusu Yosei curled his lips, carefully spitting out the small bone and swallowing the fish meat before laughing out loud.

"You deserve it!"

Hearing the girl's cheerful laughter, the boy reluctantly ate the pumpkin in his bowl.

"really."

"She dared to tell her aunt something like that..." Lai Qiyang chewed on some vegetables. "I think Songzhi is a fool too."

"There's no other way." Jun Matsue scooped up a spoonful of mushroom, edamame, and scrambled eggs.

"I'd rather be a fool than a conman."

The girl snorted, "Do you think everyone is like me? They must be very angry, right?"

"I'm both angry and sad." The boy lowered his head and ate his rice. "That's why I can't eat."

Miss Idol pouted her greasy lips, showing no intention of sympathizing with his feelings.

"Thank goodness I'm not cooking tonight—if I saw you sitting here feeling sad for another girl while I've worked so hard to make this dinner, I'd be furious!"

"Then I won't say anything more." Jun Matsue smiled apologetically. "Just focus on your meal."

In the end, the two of them finished the saury and pumpkin together. As for the leftover vegetable and egg stir-fry, they could save it to make fried rice or rice balls for tomorrow morning.

After quickly and skillfully washing the dishes, Yosuke Kuraki took off her apron and walked out of the kitchen. She went behind the boy on the sofa and flicked the water droplets from her fingertips onto his cheek.

"Are you regretting it? Is it not too late for us to elope now?"

“That won’t do.” Jun Matsue wiped the water droplets from his face and watched the girl walk around the sofa to his side.

"Once the words are spoken, how can one possibly regret them?"

From the moment he and Tomatsu stepped into the love hotel, the boy left himself no room for regret.

"I've just realized once again that this is no child's play."

I really have to be prepared to spend my whole life making it up to them... Jun Matsueda looked at the idol sitting next to him.

"Don't look at me like that." Yosei Kurusu waved his hand. "I haven't given up yet."

The boy smiled and watched her pick up the remote to change the TV channel.

He couldn't forget how he felt when facing Wangyue and his aunt today, as well as their anger and disappointment, he thought to himself.

Only by recognizing how excessive and hurtful what we are doing can we face their feelings with this heavy awareness and cherish and protect the girls we love even more in the future.

"..." Jun Matsue took a deep breath and got up from the sofa.

"Do you still have a few bottles of the wine you bought before coming to Suzuka in the refrigerator?"

"What does Songzhi want to do?" Kurusu Yosei blinked. "Want to drown your sorrows in alcohol?"

He shook his head. "I want to write a song. I need something to change my mood."

“…Go get it yourself.” The girl pointed to the refrigerator, as if she had suddenly remembered something.

"Hey! Don't think about other women when you're writing songs for me!"

Jun Matsue walked towards the refrigerator and nodded with his back to her.

"Don't worry, the song I write will definitely be yours."

Back in his bedroom, he closed the door and sat down by the window, where the night breeze was seeping in. The boy opened his notebook, looked out at the night sky, and put on his headphones.

As the demo melody he had memorized earlier played in his ears, Jun Matsueda pulled the tab on his lemon shochu, and a slice of lemon floated to the top of the glass.

The cool liquor, with its tingling carbonation and refreshing lemony taste, slid down his throat. He lowered his head, picked up his pen, and turned to the page in his notebook where he had written the lyrics.

The melody in the headphones switched to the second song, and the boy frowned slightly, immersed in the music.

He originally wanted to write a song about love that was neither sad nor sweet, to reflect the unusual persistence of a young girl.

However, as he listened to the melancholic melody in his headphones, Jun Matsueda's thoughts changed.

He wanted to write a song that was more profound and emotionally expressive.

What would Kurusu be like if she weren't with him?

The girl's stubborn yet sorrowful expression came into view, and as the emotions within flowed, the pen tip moved naturally across the page.

Hold me tight right now~

"They said as long as I'm here, nothing else is needed~"

"Then kiss my lips~"

"Whether it's sadness or anger—"

This should be a song that will satisfy Kurusu, Jun Matsue thought.

This is a song for a young girl, and it is also a song for him.