Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 30 Oden Night

After seeing the system's simulation, Mochizuki Haruka herself found it difficult to describe what kind of feelings she had towards Matsueda Jun.

Love him? Matsueda Jun saved her, but then let go, letting her fall into despair again.

Hate him? Of course she did, but after everything she had been through, she had to admit that Matsueda Jun had indeed succeeded.

And even when she wrote "I hate you" in her diary, she could not forget the tenderness and affection they once had.

How much love? And how much hatred? Wang Yueyao didn't know that a dream was just a dream. Even if it was a dream given by the system, it was just an experience and a memory for her.

These emotions were as hazy as if separated by a cloth, and Wangyue Yao could not feel them clearly.

Mochizuki Haruka hated Matsueda Jun, a dislike that was a romantic young girl's only trait, tinged with coquettishness and shyness. She was clearly just a blank slate, a person who had never experienced anything, yet she was suddenly stained with the colors of Matsueda Jun.

She could only be sure of one thing, that he must now be firmly in her hands and under her sight, so as to ensure the safety of Jun Matsueda. What would she do if he was abducted by someone who came out of nowhere?
Even if I have prepared myself mentally and decided to save my aunt at all costs, what if everything happens and cannot be changed?

Only Jun Matsueda can pull her out of the abyss.

Because he did it.

We must not let him get away.
Of course, Jun Matsueda didn't know that he had been in a love-hate relationship with Haruka Mochizuki for more than 600 days in the simulation. At this moment, he was thinking about a problem.

He no longer has a part-time job, which is something he had never imagined.

What is the reason?
An omnipresent girl flashed through his mind.

If it was Haruka Mochizuki, there seemed to be nothing he could do. Matsueda Jun walked into the supermarket and bought a cup of oden.

I didn't have enough for dinner, so I'll use this to fill my stomach. He walked to the back door of the supermarket with the oden in his hand, looking at Kichijoji at night.

Kichijoji is not within the 23 wards of Tokyo. Art galleries, parks and bustling commercial streets are harmoniously integrated here. It has always been ranked first in Neon's "most desirable streets to live" and living experience rankings.

But Matsueda Jun stood there, wanting only to complain about the price of oden at the supermarket. Prices were still too high for a place like this that tourists visit.

What should he do if Mochizuki Haruka wanted him to be his adopted son-in-law? Matsueda Jun started to prepare for it.

To put it bluntly, an adopted son-in-law is a son-in-law. Considering that the Mochizuki family sponsors the Mitaka City Welfare Institute, he seems to have no way to resist.

He could only endure and wait for an opportunity to seize power in the Mochizuki family. Matsueda Jun was already prepared to make a comeback as a son-in-law.

"Hey, young man, what are you doing here?" someone spoke to him.

"Think about how to secretly transfer the property of the Mochizuki family." Matsueda Jun took a bite of the cooled fried tofu, and the pale white soup splashed onto the wall of the cup.

He turned around and the person in front of him looked familiar. He had seen him an hour ago.

"Aren't you that idol?" Jun Matsueda pointed at her with a wooden stick.

"Hey, hey, even though you're my type, this behavior is very rude. Points will be deducted!" The idol girl snatched the stick from his hand and threw it into the trash can.

"How dare you say that? I lost my job because of you." Jun Matsueda bit a juicy squid ball hard and put it into his mouth.

"Oh, then we're the same. I'm no longer an idol now." Kurusu Yangshi gave a businesslike smile.

"You don't want to say that it was my fault, do you? You were the one who got in the venue." Jun Matsueda was very vigilant. He had seen many people who tried to get in under various pretexts.

"I didn't say that. Actually, I didn't want to do it anymore. If you had agreed at that time, we would have really dated. If you didn't agree, I would have found a chance to quit the team later." Her smile was faint, but much more real than before.

Jun Matsueda was not interested in asking her why. It was probably because of absent fathers or materialistic mothers. He had seen many of these in the welfare home.

The silence at the back door of the supermarket is particularly conspicuous amid the surrounding izakayas, large LCD screens and endless streams of people.

Lai Qi Yang Shi left without saying a word.

Jun Matsueda stood there, finished his oden, and didn't throw away the cup because there was still soup in it.

A man with a camera approached him and asked if he was a model, wanting to take a picture. "You're really perfect as a model. Just standing here with a cup of coffee and not saying a word, you're the best representative of Kichijoji." What the man meant was that Jun Matsueda, standing in Kichijoji, perfectly combined humanistic atmosphere with modern urban life.

Jun Matsueda chuckled and shook the cup in his hand, "This is oden." He never buys coffee himself, it is much more expensive than oden.

"Oden?" The man paused, racking his brains to think, "Oden is better. It has a sense of life!"

In the end, the man got his wish and took the photo. He thanked Matsueda Jun and left.

Kurusu Yoshi came back with a cup of oden: "It seems you are more suitable to be an idol than me."

"Impossible." Jun Matsueda's ticket checking job tonight turned into receiving customers, which was already a great mental torture for him.

The back door of the supermarket became quiet again. Jun Matsueda sipped his soup while Kurusu Yoshi ate oden. The two looked like characters from a late-night TV drama.

"Do you like Kichijoji?" the girl suddenly asked him.

"Kichijoji is pretty good. It has convenient commuting, complete supporting facilities, and beautiful scenery." Matsueda Jun didn't know why she asked this question.

"I'm asking if you like it." The former idol girl suddenly approached him and looked into his eyes.

"Does it matter whether I like it or not?" Matsueda Jun did not avoid her gaze, but looked into her eyes.

"It's very important to me." There were stars in the girl's eyes.

"I don't like it. Although it's nice, I feel like I don't belong here." Jun Matsueda felt that everything in Kichijoji was too refined and too fast.

"Great! I don't like it either!" The girl jumped up, spilling the oden soup on the ground. "I knew we were meant to be! My name is Lai Qi Yang Shi!"

"Isn't it a bit late to introduce myself now? Nice to meet you, Miss Kurusu Yoshi." Matsueda Jun drank the last sip of soup, threw the paper cup into the trash can, and prepared to leave.

"Wait, wait!" The girl stuffed the remaining oden into her mouth and ran to Matsueda Jun to stop him. "Are you really not considering dating me?"

"I'm not interested in frivolous girls, sorry." Matsueda Jun walked around her.

"Mmmm!" Lai Qi Yang Shi's mouth was puffed up, and he didn't know what he was saying. He ran to him again.

After swallowing her food with difficulty, she finally spoke, "I'm not some frivolous girl! I'm still holding hands for the first time!"

"It's really unconvincing for someone who comes right up and asks if you want to be in a relationship to say something like that." Jun Matsueda suspected that she wanted to rely on him.

"Actually, I have my reasons," the girl sighed. "My mom said I either have to become the most dazzling idol or marry the most handsome man in Japan."

"Then you can continue to be an idol." Matsueda Jun turned and left without questioning whether he met the latter's standards.

"Wait, wait!" Matsueda Jun quickened his pace, and Kurusu Yoshi couldn't catch up with him.

"At least leave your name and contact information!" the girl shouted at his back.

"Didn't you say we were destined to meet? Then let's meet again. If we meet again next time, I'll consider listening to your story."

The railways in the Tokyo area usually stop operating at midnight, and Jun Matsueda was waiting on the platform for the arrival of the night train.

"In that case, I can only consider the job that the director's grandmother introduced me to."

Jun Matsueda took out a business card with this written on it.

"Night Escape House TSC Moving Company."

There are two more sentences on the business card.

Disappear from the face of the earth and restart your life.

"I really don't want to do this weird job..."

(End of this chapter)