Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 132 Talk at Shibuya Center

"Are you the fiancé in the Yang world?"

Jun Matsueda found it difficult to describe how he felt when he heard these words. He lowered his head and took a sip of the coffee in the white porcelain cup. The bitter taste with a hint of sourness filled his mouth.

"Is this what Lai Qi Yang Shi told you?" He looked at the culprit beside him.

The girl buried her face guiltily in the big cloud of cream in the coffee in front of her, not daring to look at him.

"Yangshi said you were the one she chose to marry."

Jun Matsueda sighed, "Kurisu would be a qualified idol, but he definitely wouldn't be a qualified roommate."

"No way!" the girl retorted softly, "My cooking is so delicious!"

"Your only advantage is that you cook delicious food."

Jun Matsueda took another sip of coffee. This was the latte ordered for him by Kurusu Yoshi. It didn't taste as good as the one he had on the rooftop during the cultural festival.

"What do you mean?" The woman looked at the two people in front of her. They were both sitting in their seats quietly, without that sticky feeling between lovers.

"What I mean is that Lai Qi Yang Shi and I are just roommates, please rest assured." He raised his head and looked at the agent.

Looking closely at Jun Matsueda's face, the woman looked dazed for a moment.

From the first time she saw the boy in front of her walk into the coffee shop, she was already thinking about how to make him debut at the speed of light.

It was not until Kurusu Yoshi followed him in that the woman realized that this boy was the person she was going to meet today.

She immediately imagined a story about a philandering handsome guy who asked his girlfriend to make money to play marbles for him, but the boy said they were just roommates.

Two people who look like this, living together, are just roommates?

"You're not even a couple, just roommates?"

The woman looked at Matsueda Jun. Her rationality made her reluctant to believe what he said, but when she saw the face of the man in front of her, her emotions began to remind her constantly that her rationality had failed.

Matsueda Jun nodded. "There doesn't seem to be any evidence to prove it, but that's the fact."

"But the fact that he is my marriage partner will not change!" the girl interrupted, and in return she was looked at like a fool by Jun Matsueda.

Just as Matsueda Jun was about to refute her, the girl was pulled out of her seat by her agent and the two walked away.

He couldn't hear what the two people said, nor did he have the ability to read lips. He could only see the woman's expression changing constantly.

Lai Qi Yang Shi went from being indifferent at first, with his arms crossed, to a stubborn look, putting down his hands, as if to argue, and finally to a smiling expression, holding the woman's arm and shaking it.

The two returned to their seats. "I already understand the situation. But considering Yangshi's safety and image, I still want to talk to you." The woman's expression softened a little.

The agent had mixed feelings. She had reserved the café on the eighth floor of the Shibuya Tsutaya complex.

Tsutaya is a landmark building in Shibuya. The building is located at one of Tokyo's busiest intersections and has appeared in countless TV dramas, movies, and anime.

She chose a seat by the window, from which she could see Shibuya Station across the street and the countless pedestrians waiting at the traffic lights below.

The woman had already made up her mind that if the boy kept pestering Yang Shi, she would speak to him in a cold tone.

"Recognize the gap between you and her. Yang Shi's talent will definitely make her appear on the screens of every building here, and you——"

Having said this, the woman would look at the passers-by at the intersection downstairs with contempt.

Unfortunately, she no longer had the chance to say these words, and she looked at the boy in front of her with regret.

He was just the marriage partner chosen unilaterally in the Yang world.

By the way, does the Yang world really know what marriage means?

The woman sighed and drank the coffee in the cup. Busy at work, she had long been accustomed to the extremely bitter taste of iced American coffee.

"Your name is Jun Matsueda, right?"

The man named Jun Matsueda nodded.

"May I ask your age?"

"First year."

The manager glanced at the girl beside him. A first-year student? No, she wasn't. She began to think about how to exonerate her artist should a scandal break out.

"Well, if you're still in school, where do you go?" The woman's tone became more polite. If they meet in court in the future, she might even need Jun Matsueda's consent letter.

"Higaoka High School."

The woman took out her cell phone and opened the search engine. After a while, she turned the phone to the opposite side.

"Um, Matsueda-san, is this you?"

It was a news report about Jun Matsueda winning the gold medal in the National Geography Olympiad, and the accompanying picture was of him in front of the Aoyama University auditorium.

"Isn't there a photo?" He remembered the reporter from this TV station, a girl who looked like she had just graduated from college. She even wanted his contact information at the end of the interview.

"I just can't quite believe it."

The woman's guilt began to intensify; his future seemed brighter than that of her own artist, and he might even get into the Geological Institute of the University of Tokyo.
"Nothing else to ask?" Jun Matsueda drank the coffee at the bottom of the cup, with a hint of sweetness from milk.

"Um, family situation? Does he have a criminal record?"

"Orphan, no."

"Sorry!" The woman lowered her head and began to apologize.

"Speaking of which!" Lai Qi Yang Shi was originally looking out the window bored, but when he heard the two people talking about the Geography Olympiad, he turned his head belatedly.

"Didn't Songzhi say before that he would bring back the gold medal for me? Where is the gold medal?" she asked while stirring the spoon in her hand.

"I opened it and gave it to you as soon as the package arrived. You were watching TV at the time and asked me to put it aside, so I put it away."

"Why are you doing this? You said you would give it to me!" She stirred the ceramic cup so hard that it made a clanging sound.

"Don't make a fuss. I'll give it to you when we get back." Jun Matsueda held her cup.

"Well, I don't have any other questions." The woman cautiously interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Then can we go now?" Kurusu Yoshi stood up and was stopped by Matsueda Jun.

"Have I passed the test, Miss Agent?"

The woman nodded.

"Then I have other questions I want to discuss with you." He looked at the woman in front of him with a calm gaze.

"First of all, there's the issue of Laiqi Yangshi's contract."

"Her family members were unable to be present, and as her friend, I would like to learn more about her agency contract."

"For example, the length of the contract, the relevant terms for renewal, and whether there are conditions for mandatory renewal."

“And the economic scope, is it global agency rights or brokerage within a specific scope?”

"And the very important question is the profit sharing ratio and the way the income is calculated. Are the artist's costs such as rent, utilities, insurance, and stage makeup covered by your company?"

"As her agent, I'm very pleased that you're concerned about Kurusu's life. Similarly, as Kurusu's friend, I'd also like to know your plans for her future development."

"I think a qualified agent always has to consider these things, right?"

The scrutinizing look on Jun Matsueda's face made the agent realize that the next step was to assess her.

The woman looked at Lai Qi Yang Shi with an inquiring look. Of course she could tell him these things, but the prerequisite was to get the artist's consent.

The girl winked at her playfully and then looked out the window again.

“Okay, I understand.” The woman sighed. “First, there’s the contract issue. I have her electronic contract here; you can view it on my phone.”

After finishing their coffee, the two men started talking seriously. Kurusu Yoshi supported his cheek with his right hand and continued to stir his coffee with his left hand.

The girl looked at the statue of Hachiko, the loyal dog, in the square across from her. Neither of them noticed the bright smile on her face.

This was the first time that Kurusu Yoshi saw Matsueda Jun being serious about her.

(End of this chapter)