Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 753 Who will deal with Lai Qiyang?

The coffee shop remains open at 1 p.m.

Jun Matsue and Yuka Tomatsu went downstairs together for a walk and took a look at Aya's class.

An hour later, the two returned to the entrance of Class 6, Grade 3, where Mochizuki Haruka was just appearing at the other end of the corridor with the hot girls.

The girl, with her aloof expression and multifaceted talents, also had very sharp eyes. After turning her head to say a few words to Rion beside her, she quickly broke away from the playful group and walked straight toward them.

"I'm sorry," Jun Matsue said softly.

"..." Tomatsu Yuka stopped and turned to smile at him.

With her keen intuition and intelligence, she could understand a man's emotions without much communication.

"Jun-kun doesn't need to apologize to me, and he certainly doesn't need to apologize to Mochizuki Haruka."

“I already said it on the rooftop, I can completely understand you.”

"As for Mochizuki Haruka—without you, there wouldn't be the same Mochizuki Haruka who stands before me with a stern face and speaks coldly. So, Jun-kun certainly doesn't need to feel indebted to her."

"certainly--"

The girl's brown eyes came closer, reminding Jun Matsue of the hot cocoa they had just shared.

"If Jun-kun feels guilty, just love me more and spend more time with me."

"As for Mochizuki, it doesn't matter at all~"

Tomatsu Yuka winked playfully, and a girl's cool yet sweet voice sounded behind her.

What makes me indifferent?

Mochizuki Haruka walked up to the two of them, deliberately pushing aside the girl next to her and standing closer to the boy.

"It's nothing." Jun Matsue smiled at her. "Is it your turn to provide accompaniment again?"

“…Hmm.” Mochizuki Haruka glanced at the classroom through the corridor window, where a boy was playing the recorder.

So who's next?

She didn't answer, but instead glanced at the girl beside her.

Tomatsu Yuka gathered her black hair, which fell to her shoulders, and asked, "Did Kurusu-san send you a message?"

"..." Jun Matsue took out his phone and glanced at it.

“She said she’d be here in half an hour.” He looked up.

Now that the girls in front of him have begun to try to get along, he should be even more honest.

"Half an hour later..." Tomatsu Yuka smiled, "Then I'll go and change shifts first."

She didn't understand Kurusu Yosei, nor was she good at dealing with the naturally sunny personality of the idol girl, so it was better to leave it to Mochizuki Haruka.

At least they were neighbors for quite a while...

The girl walked into the classroom and smiled politely at the boy who had put down his flute. She then took out her saxophone from her instrument case in the corner and took over the accompaniment position amidst the applause of the guests.

Holding her saxophone firmly, Tomatsu Yuka first played a lighthearted tune toward the back door—

Jun Matsue outside the door smiled and waved, then turned and walked away down the corridor.

“A guy who only knows how to flatter…” Mochizuki Haruka, who was following behind him, snorted.

"What's wrong with flattery?" the boy said without turning around.

"So-called flattery is just trying to please the person you like—in that sense, I'm flattering Wangyue every day too."

"..." The girl rolled her eyes at his retreating figure.

"Then you're not seductive enough. You need to learn from that guy."

Twenty minutes later, Mochizuki Haruka walked out of the school building with a large candied apple in her hand—although Matsueda Jun was right beside her, the girl's eyes still looked unhappy.

"It feels really unpleasant..."

She was referring to the surprised and prying looks they received when they were strolling through the cultural festival together. The boy smiled helplessly.

"There's no way around it. After all, according to everyone's impression, Tomatsu should definitely be by my side."

The girl pouted defiantly, "Don't they also think you have a good relationship with the Mochizuki family?"

“You took care of me during the school trip, and you also went with me and my aunt to the sports meet.”

"..." Jun Matsue looked at the school gate at the end of the avenue in the distance.

"The feeling is different when a man and a woman visit the cultural festival together like this."

Fortunately, after coming down from the rooftop at noon, Mochizuki Haruka maintained her slightly aloof, sulky attitude. If the girl had lowered her guard and returned to her clingy, lovestruck self, everyone else at the cultural festival would probably have been shocked.

"So remember what you said." Mochizuki Haruka walked under the shade of the tree and licked the round, bright red apple candy in her hand.

"Let's break up after the common exam is over, don't make me wait any longer."

The boy's response was a smiling "Mmm".

A few minutes later, the boy and girl stood at the school gate. Jun Matsue chewed on the remaining apple candy and watched a gray minivan stop in front of him.

The large car door opened automatically to the back, and a pink-haired girl wearing a mask jumped out of the back seat, waving happily as she stepped onto the ground.

Hello, hello~

Yosei Kurusu pulled down her mask and gave the boy in front of her a bright, sunny smile.

"What is Songzhi eating? Can I have some too?"

"Those are the candies I left over," Mochizuki said bluntly, standing in front of the boy.

"Put your mask on properly, and put your hat on too."

The idol stuck her tongue out at her, and the manager in the driver's seat rolled down the window and handed her a hat, while also giving a respectful nod to the young lady of her own agency.

"Thank you for your trouble, Miss Tachibana." Jun Matsue smiled and thanked her. The woman waved and quickly drove away.

"Let's go, let's check out your cultural festival~"

Jun Matsue felt a gentle pat on the shoulder from the person next to him, and he turned to look at the girl in front of him.

Yosei Kurusu is still dressed in a lively and stylish outfit today—

She wore her usual baseball jacket over a white T-shirt, and a dark gray pleated mini skirt. The skirt hem just reached her knees, revealing a glimpse of her healthy and youthful thighs.

Autumn brings a few effects to the girl, besides the addition of a coat, and also gray slouch socks that cover her calves—making the idol look even cuter while also helping her ward off the deepening chill of autumn.

Looking at her swaying skirt, the boy shook his head.

If he hadn't known beforehand that Kurusu was two or three years older than him, he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between the young girl and the other girls at the cultural festival who were dressed up and full of energy.

"Put your hat on properly!" Mochizuki Haruka, standing to the side, insisted.

"And what's with your hairstyle today? It's so eye-catching!"

"What's it to you?" Kurusu Yosei glanced at her, but still put the hat on his head.

The girl wore her hair in low pigtails today. Her thick, fluffy pink hair was tied into pretty braids and hung on both sides of her collarbone.

Even the hat in her hand was unusual—not the usual baseball cap, but a denim beret with two decorative cat-ear-shaped triangles on top, making her look even more youthful and cute. "What does it matter if I'm eye-catching? I'm sure I'll be eye-catching wherever I go." The idol met the gaze of the boy who was sizing her up.

"I changed my hairstyle, hat, and wore a mask. Surely no one will recognize me, right?"

“It is indeed hard to connect this with the person you used to be.” Jun Matsueda nodded in agreement. “Besides, you weren’t wearing pink hair when you last appeared on screen.”

"Isn't it beautiful?" Yosuke Kurusu smiled, his eyes narrowed, a hint of obvious pride in his expression.

"Stop showing off." Mochizuki Haruka gave him a disdainful look. "If you want to see the cultural festival, hurry up and go inside."

"..." Miss Idol blinked her bright eyes and followed the boy who started walking.

"Would Mochizuki Haruka like to come shopping with us too?"

"Otherwise what?" the girl on the other side asked arrogantly.

“It would look too strange for me to go to the cultural festival with Songzhi. Your presence is a good excuse.”

The three of them immediately attracted the attention of passersby as they returned to the main avenue of the campus. However, the boy and girl's appearances were so outstanding that no one dared to approach them.

As he walked along the road, Yosuke Kurusu pondered for a moment, then leaned forward and looked at the two people beside him without any hesitation.

"You two have made up?"

"When did things start to go wrong between Songzhi and me?"

Mochizuki Haruka answered without hesitation, as if leaving 506 was just a sudden urge to go on a trip.

She puffed out her chest, "I'm going back to my apartment tomorrow!"

“No wonder…” the boy in the middle muttered to himself.

No wonder when Mochizuki was tormenting him at noon, he said that it wasn't allowed during the cultural festival...

“No wonder—” Miss Idol said, her eyes widening, her expression no longer looking so happy.

"So that's why you suddenly stopped letting Songzhi credit my songs! We've made up!"

Mochizuki Haruka didn't refute, but simply turned her small face to look at the road in front of her, tacitly agreeing with the girl's guess.

"Hey! Why won't you let Songzhi sign his name!" Lai Qiyang asked angrily. "Aren't you being a bit too strict!"

"Am I strict?" Wang Yueyao stopped in front of the teaching building. "Ask Songzhi if I'm strict or not."

“…Mochizuki is indeed quite considerate.” Jun Matsueda said gently.

Putting aside the fact that the Mochizuki family was willing to sign a contract with Kurusu, Mochizuki had already tolerated a lot from him in terms of their emotional relationship.

Of course, Mochizuki Haruka might indeed have a "strict" side—he had already witnessed it fully in his senior's simulation.

Fortunately, the senior student was there, and fortunately, it was just a simulation... The boy breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he is gradually moving away from the simulated future.

Mochizuki Haruka gave a self-satisfied hum, meeting the gaze of the girl who had stopped on the other side.

"You're not convinced?" She blinked her clear eyes, which held a hint of coldness.

“After the release of ‘White Line Flow’, a group of people who follow you have already discussed the possible relationship between you and the male lead.”

"Songzhi's information isn't hard to find online. If you put his real name on your new song, are you afraid that fans won't discover your relationship?"

"So what!" Kurusu Yosei raised her chin without any guilt—that was exactly what she had in mind all along.

“Absolutely not.” Mochizuki Haruka said, enunciating each word clearly.

The girls standing on the road were somewhat tense, and passersby couldn't help but stop and look at them. Jun Matsue sighed and walked to the lawn next to him.

"Let's talk in another place."

As they walked into the school's cherry blossom grove, the three figures were hidden by the yellowing leaves. Kurusu Yosei took off his mask and stared at the girl in front of him.

"Don't look at me like that." Mochizuki Haruka's expression didn't change much as she took the hand of the boy next to her.

"As your boss, if your personal life negatively impacts your career, I will also suffer losses."

Miss Idol crossed her arms dismissively, saying, "Whether there's a loss or not isn't something you can judge with just a few words."

"If you set a very high goal, and I can't reach it no matter how well I perform, is that my fault?"

"Besides, there was no clause prohibiting dating in the contract I signed. I asked the team in charge of my business, and they had no objections. Why should you, the boss who invested and I'm waiting to share the profits, object?"

"...That makes a lot of sense." Mochizuki Haruka's tone remained calm.
She held up the boy's hand that she was tightly clasped, "Then I'll add another reason—"

"I, Mochizuki Haruka, or rather, our Mochizuki family, absolutely will not allow Matsueda Jun to have any romantic relationships other than mine that are known to the public."

"This is our family's bottom line."

"So I advise you not to think about revealing the pine branch to the public," the girl said in an unquestionable tone.

"Otherwise, you could consider switching companies now."

"..." Kurusu Yosei clenched his fist. "That's not what your original contract said!"

"Really?" Mochizuki Haruka raised an eyebrow. "Doesn't the contract allow you to date and announce your relationship?"

"But if you insist on revealing who your partner is, that's a different story."

Miss Idol wasn't stupid; she quickly understood what the girl meant—she could reveal her own affairs however she wanted, but she absolutely couldn't expose Matsueda Jun's existence.

"..." Kurusu Yosei turned to look at the boy, "Does Matsueda mean the same thing?"

Jun Matsue nodded without hesitation, "This time I support Mochizuki."

Mochizuki held his hand tightly, and the girl's words were for his own good.

Since the boy has chosen this abnormal relationship, the less he exposes it to the world, the better—this will not only affect him, but also be responsible to the girls he is dating.

"It's not that I'm against Kurusu's idea, but Mochizuki's words do make sense."

"If I'm just dating you, of course I don't mind announcing my existence—but what about Mochizuki? What about Tomatsu?"

"If everyone knew that I was the lover of the big star Lai Qiyang, what would they think? How should I explain it to them?"

"Besides, you're not dating Matsue right now!" The sharp-tongued Miss Mochizuki added another stab to the head.

"..." Kurusu Yosei pouted her pink lips and remained silent.

This was the first time she felt like she was the one in the wrong!

“How about I sign it as ‘Jun’?” Jun Matsueda suggested to the idol.

"Jun" is the Romanized form of "淳". It is difficult for the average person to make such an association. Even if they did, they could not rely on this alone to confirm that Matsueda Jun was Yosuke's lover.

"...It's barely passable." Kurusu Yosei reached out and twirled his braid.

"I have no objection." Mochizuki Haruka said before the boy could confirm.

"Let's decide on this for now." Jun Matsue breathed a sigh of relief.

"...Hurry up and go to the cultural festival!" The idol walked quickly to the two of them and pulled their clasped hands apart.

"How long are you planning to keep this up?!"

(End of this chapter)