Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 117 Lemonade, Hard Bed, and His Back View
For the first time, a third person appeared at the Matsueda family's dining table.

Kurusu Yoshi sat on the side of the table facing the TV, watching "Taxi Driver: The Best Restaurant" while scooping up some porridge with a spoon and blowing on it.

"Taxi Driver: The Best Restaurant" was a restaurant exploration program she and Jun Matsueda had seen during the typhoon holiday. The show featured celebrities following taxi drivers to try hidden gems. It had become a staple for those in Kurisu's life when they were out of things to watch.

Jun Matsueda and Haruka Mochizuki sat opposite her, and in order not to block Kurusu Yoshi's view, the two sat a little close.

It seems that Lai Qi Yang Shi, who is sitting opposite the two of them, is the outsider.

"Is it to your liking?" Jun Matsueda looked at the girl next to him who kept blowing on the spoon.

Mochizuki Haruka opened her little mouth, put the spoon filled with carrots, chicken and rice soup into her mouth, and chewed it carefully.

"Delicious." It would have tasted even better if there wasn't a woman sitting opposite her. The girl bit into the tender chicken in her mouth.

Wangyue Yao ate very slowly. Her tongue was like a cat's, very sensitive. The tip of her bright red tongue kept sticking out from between her lips. The porridge that had just come out of the pot was still too hot.

Jun Matsueda went to the kitchen to get a small bowl and gave her some of the porridge to cool. Mochizuki Haruka watched his actions and moved closer to him.

"Your clothes were hung on the balcony last night, but they don't dry quickly on rainy days. If you want to wear them, you can use a hair dryer to dry them after dinner." Matsueda Jun said as he scooped up the porridge.

The sickly blush on Mochizuki Haruka's face deepened a little. She only took underwear from Kurusu Yoshi's room yesterday because the bra size didn't match at all.

"I know." She whispered as she looked at the spinach leaves in the bowl.

Jun Matsueda finished his meal first and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. Haruka Mochizuki looked at his back as he stood in front of the sink.

There are two girls at the dining table, one is eating while watching TV, and the other is eating while watching someone washing dishes.

It’s just an ordinary back view, wearing the same white T-shirt and black shorts as her, why can’t I get tired of looking at it?
Kurusu Yoshi moved her chair to block Matsueda Jun's back and whispered, "You still say you don't like him?"

With nothing else to look at, Wangyue Yao lowered her head and concentrated on drinking her porridge.

Kurusu Yoshi's face leaned closer. "At least you have a good impression of him, right? Hmm? He's the one I'm looking for, you know? I won't give him up to you easily."

Wang Yueyao looked up at her: "Do you like him?"

Miss Idol was stumped by the question. The girl simply felt happy being with Jun Matsueda. Rather than marrying the brightest person in Japan, she wanted to be that brightest person herself.

Love and marriage don't really matter to her, otherwise she wouldn't have invited Matsueda Jun the first time she met him.

Mochizuki Haruka looked at her like a golden retriever guarding its food. "Don't you want to be an idol? I can support you as long as you can move out of this apartment."

Kurusu Yoshi shook his head subconsciously, his long black and pink hair flying and almost falling into their bowls.

Matsueda Jun came out of the kitchen and knocked her on the head, "Don't make trouble at the table. I'm almost done washing the dishes. Why haven't you finished eating yet?"

So the two of them stopped talking and just lowered their heads to drink porridge in silence.

Mochizuki Haruka felt a little better. She suddenly realized that these two people who shared the apartment might not be able to get together so easily.

No matter whether she would be with Matsueda Jun or not, Mochizuki Haruka would feel at ease as long as Matsueda Jun didn't fall in love.

Why not just secretly help Lai Qi Yang Shi? As long as she devotes herself to her career, won't she have time to care about her love life?
Wangyue Yao swallowed the last mouthful of porridge.

After lunch, Kurusu Yoshi continued watching the store exploration program on the sofa, Mochizuki Haruka took the underwear hanging on the balcony to the bathroom to dry, and Matsueda Jun regained the use of his own bedroom.

Jun Matsueda was sitting at the table reading a book. Haruka Mochizuki changed into her underwear and returned to the living room. She looked at Kurusu Yoshi on the sofa and quietly walked into Jun Matsueda's bedroom.

She walked behind the boy and stared at the swirl of hair on the back of his head.

"How do you feel after drinking the porridge?"

"My throat hurts a little." The girl coughed twice.

"There's CC lemonade in the kitchen, help yourself."

Mochizuki Haruka returned with two cups of lemonade. She placed one on her desk and drank the other herself. "This works really fast for a sore throat; it should stop hurting in a bit." Many drinks in Japan are labeled "immune" and "hydrating," and they do seem to work. Matsueda Jun himself was too lazy to take medicine when he had a cold, so he would just buy lemonade and nutritional drinks.

"You seem to be very good at taking care of people." The girl sat down beside his bed, which was harder than the one in Laiqi Yangshi.

"I think your housekeeper is better at this." Jun Matsueda hinted that she should go back and receive better care.

There was no sound behind him, so he turned around and saw the girl had crawled into his bed again.

"My bed isn't as comfortable as yours."

Mochizuki Haruka covered her head with the quilt and said, "I feel dizzy again. I need to sleep for a while."

Why does it still smell like that woman? She poked her head out from under the covers and wriggled around in bed, trying to erase the traces of Lai Xiyang.

Jun Matsueda ignored her and continued reading his book.

Kurusu Yoshi started practicing dancing in the living room, and Mochizuki Haruka crawled from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed and closed the bedroom door.

The room became quiet again. The girl lay on her side in the quilt, looking at the figure by the window.

Mochizuki Haruka felt that she had begun to like the feeling of silently observing him, as if she had become a part of his life.

She had originally intended to pretend to be asleep, and dizziness was just an excuse for not wanting to leave. However, as she lay there, looking at Matsueda Jun's back, the girl's eyes closed unconsciously.

When she woke up again, Matsueda Jun was standing beside her, one hand on her forehead. Mochizuki Haruka looked at the tiny hairs on his arm, and she couldn't count them all.

"You had a slight fever again this afternoon." He tore off the fever-reducing patch that had lost its effect.

"Thank you." Mochizuki Haruka said softly, and her throat didn't hurt much anymore.

"Mr. Bodyguard is waiting for you downstairs."

"What's wrong with him?" The girl opened her eyes again.

"He said the expert you were looking for has already arrived at Haneda Airport."

Mochizuki Yao turned over in the quilt and sighed silently facing the wall.

It's time to face reality again.

She threw off the quilt, got out of bed, went to the bathroom and changed into her nightgown. When she returned to the living room, Matsueda Jun handed her his school uniform jacket.

"It's quite cold, I'd like to lend you my coat."

The girl put on a loose coat, which gave her a bit of the style of a gangster lady.

"And these medicines and lemonade, take them with you."

The rain hadn't stopped yet. Jun Matsue went downstairs with her, their footsteps overlapping on the stairs, one light and one heavy.

Jun Matsueda held up an umbrella and walked her downstairs to the roadside. The girl got into the car carrying a plastic bag.

Mochizuki Haruka watched as Jun Matsueda in the rearview mirror gradually shrank and blurred, disappearing in the rain and fog.

"See if anyone is selling the room next to Songeda's. If not, raise the price a little." She said to the driver.

If you stay in your aunt's ward for too long, go visit Songzhi's house.

Mochizuki Haruka looked at the half bottle of lemonade in the plastic bag, and she seemed to have found the motivation to go out.

　When it was released this month, it received over 200 votes, and now it has over 800 votes. I previously mentioned that I would add an extra chapter for every 500 votes accumulated, so even though September hasn't started yet, I already owe you all an extra chapter.

　　This variety show first appears in Chapter 99.

　　
　
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