Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 26 Stealing Someone Else's Fans

Jun Matsueda was sitting at the ticket gate with a crowded crowd in front of him. This was his third night working at club seata and a group was about to perform.

"Can you check the tickets right away? I want to see Midori Mineshima as soon as possible!" A girl squeezed in front of him, looking very anxious.

"Okay~ I'm very sorry, due to network problems, our equipment is a bit slow in checking tickets. Please understand——"

Jun Matsueda said this very naturally. This job was not difficult. Under normal circumstances, the machine would automatically check tickets and let people pass. He only needed to pay attention to abnormal situations.

However, because the performance venue is underground, the network conditions are often poor, so many abnormal situations occur.

It has been four days since he returned from the welfare home. While doing this job, Jun Matsueda is looking for a part-time job during the day. However, he is always rejected for various reasons, which is very strange.

Let’s just do the job at hand first.

"Can you please hurry up! I'll be sad for a long time if I don't see Midori Mineshima for a moment!" someone in the back row shouted, and many people echoed.

The performance was by a male group, so most of the people who came were female fans. They looked weak, but they shouted very loudly.

"The performance will start in three minutes. Is the equipment ready?" The crowd began to make noise, and the security guard next to him was sweating profusely.

"Ticket checking has started!" Someone stared at the screen on the ceiling of the hall. The ticket gate started working again and everyone rushed forward.

"Please don't crowd, it may cause accidents!" The security guard shouted with a loudspeaker, but it was of no use.

Wave after wave of people rushed to the front row, finally breaking down the people in the front. Several girls were forced to throw themselves on the machines, screaming.

Jun Matsueda quickly stood up from his position, stood in front of the crowd, and opened his arms to protect the fallen girl.

The crowd was separated as if it had hit a reef, and the price was that Jun Matsueda's hat, which was used as a staff member's identification, fell to the ground.

"Excuse me, are you hurt?" Jun Matsueda put down his arms and asked the three or four girls hiding behind him.

"It's okay, your venue staff--" The girl who fell to the ground was about to get angry, but suddenly stopped talking.

"So handsome." Someone in the crowd said, and the hall suddenly fell silent.

Jun Matsueda turned around and found that his face had appeared on the screen showing the ticket checking progress.

"He's even more handsome than Midori Mineshima," someone said. People waiting to have their tickets checked nodded subconsciously, only to remember that they were fans of Midori Mineshima.

"Time is running out. Please line up in an orderly manner for ticket checking and entry. Please don't push or crowd, okay?" Jun Matsueda took the loudspeaker from the security guard and said.

"Okay~" the girls in line responded softly, as if they were responding to their idol.

After a few minutes, the entire team finally entered the venue. Matsueda Jun found his hat and wanted to put it back on. The supervisor came over and said, "Matsueda-kun, you don't need to wear your hat anymore. It will be more convenient for us to guide the people when we leave."

Jun Matsueda nodded, patted his hat, and put it on the table. Performance time was the most relaxing time for him, so he sat back in his seat to rest.

However, just a few minutes after sitting down, someone walked out from the entrance and exit passage.

"Hello, how can I help you?" Jun Matsueda walked towards her.

The girl was wearing a purple-black skirt, holding a cheering light stick in her hand, and hesitating.

"Well, my seat is at the very back, and I thought that instead of squeezing with them, I might as well come out and see the ticket inspector."

Jun Matsueda was a little confused. Didn't he pay to see the show? Why did he come out to see him?

“Can I chat with the ticket inspector?” the girl asked expectantly. “Well…” This wasn’t within his job scope, so he turned to his supervisor, who gave him an “OK” sign.

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?" Cell phones are not allowed during work hours, so just chat.

"What's your name?" the girl looked very excited.

"Just call me Matsueda." Jun Matsueda looked at the girl who was getting closer and closer.

"Okay, I don't think I've seen Matsueda-kun here before." The girl added "Mun" very naturally.

"I'm a high school student, and I'm just here part-time during the summer vacation."

"Hey, so this is DK (Boys' High School)? I'm a college student, which school are you from?" The girl became more enthusiastic.

"..." Jun Matsue looked at her with a wary gaze.

"Oh, sorry, I asked too many questions." The girl was about to explain when someone else came out from the passage.

"Fujiri! You clearly told me you were going to the bathroom, but you ended up here!" She seemed to be the girl's companion.

Jun Matsueda expected his companions to take the girl away, but he didn't expect the two of them to say a few words and then come over again.

The chat room opened, and in order to reduce the number of questions they asked, Jun Matsueda had to initiate the conversation. Fukasato and her companions were flattered. He was handsome, spoke well, and was willing to chat with them. Isn't that much better than the idols on the stage?

The two of them took out their phones from time to time to send messages in the group. After a while, more and more people came out, and they even lined up consciously, chatting for only five minutes each.

Jun Matsueda glanced at the smiling supervisor beside him. Had the nature of this job changed?
"Aren't you responsible for checking tickets? What are you doing?" A familiar voice sounded in Jun Matsueda's ears.

"Hey! If you want to chat with Matsueda-kun, you have to line up at the end of the line!" Fukada, who came out first, has now become the venue staff who is maintaining order.

Mochizuki Yao glanced at her and the girl stopped talking.

"Do you have the ability to travel through space, or can you clone yourself? Why can I see you everywhere?" Matsueda Jun was almost used to it.

"We just acquired this company and came here to inspect the work tonight." Mochizuki Haruka's expression was as ordinary as if he had bought a crepe on the roadside.

"So why are you here chatting with women?" she asked relentlessly.

"My supervisor told me to do this." Jun Matsueda shrugged.

Very good, Wangyue thought, I will fire this damn supervisor tomorrow, just find any reason.

Another person came out of the corridor. The woman looked young and quite pretty, with a sign saying she was a working actress.

She is the agent of the performance group.

She walked to the front of the team, and without looking at Jun Matsueda, she turned around and bowed to the team.

"We're very sorry that tonight's performance didn't satisfy all of our fans. To make amends, we'll hold a special handshake event for Midori Mineshima on another day. With your ticket voucher for this show, everyone can chat with Midori Mineshima for three minutes for free. We hope everyone will continue to support us and Midori Mineshima!"

If they hadn't seen Jun Matsueda tonight, the girls would have started screaming by now. However, now, as Jun Matsueda listened to them casually, the corners of his mouth turned up at some interesting point, which was ten thousand times more charming than the smile produced by the industrial assembly line on the stage.

So, in order to prove their innocence to their new idol, someone in the team started shouting.

"Psycho, just because you're a woman means you're a fan of your Minejima Midori? I bought a ticket to come in just to see my Matsueda checking tickets!"

　Tomorrow's update will be about Mochizuki Haruka's simulation; it might be a bit crazy, I wonder if everyone will like it.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)