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Chapter 340 An Important Character Appears

On the first day of summer vacation, Jun Matsue woke up at 8:30 in the morning.

"I was planning to sleep a little longer," he glanced at his phone, got out of bed, his biological clock already urging him to get up.

There were no library shifts today, so he could enjoy breakfast to his heart's content. He went to the restroom to wash up and prepare to go out for breakfast.

After getting dressed and changing his shoes in the entryway, Jun Matsue pushed open the security door, his eyes squinting at the sunlight streaming into the hallway.

"It's so sunny."

The asphalt road outside gleamed, and a crow landed on the roof of the opposite building, but immediately flapped its wings and flew away as if it had been burned.

Jun Matsue did not close the door, but stood by the railing and looked around for ten seconds. The sky was cloudless, with only a bright white expanse.

"Let's take care of it at home." He went back into the house, closed the door, and the comfortable coolness enveloped him again.

Going out in this weather is a bit of a hardship. Jun Matsue can sweat while moving goods in the warehouse, but he'd rather avoid this unnecessary sweating.

Opening the refrigerator, finding the leftover noodles from last night, and taking out some scallions and eggs, Jun Matsue returned to the kitchen.

After the range hood hummed for five minutes, the scallion oil for mixing the noodles was ready. Jun Matsuzakatsu switched to a soup pot and prepared to cook the noodles.

Before going downstairs, he walked out of the kitchen and knocked on the closed door. A girl's muttering came from behind the wooden board.

The boy knocked twice more, "Are you having breakfast today, Kurusu?"

“Eat!” The girl’s voice rose a little.

Back in front of the soup pot, Jun Matsue put in two servings of fresh noodles, then took out a soy sauce bottle from the side to prepare the dressing.

After the noodles were half-cooked, he carried the mixed scallion oil sauce into the girl's bedroom, then returned to the kitchen empty-handed. Two minutes later, Kurusu Yosei was already standing behind him with a bowl in his hand.

"Pine branches! They smell so good!" The girl's sleepiness had been driven away by her appetite. "What's for breakfast today?"

Jun Matsue took the bowl from the girl, poured the sauce into two plates of noodles, and then placed a golden fried egg on top.

"Scallion oil noodles".

"Pine branch! Pine branch!" The girl sitting at the dining table finished the last bite of her scallion oil noodles with lingering relish. "How about we eat this for breakfast every day from now on?"

"This stuff is full of oil and carbohydrates; you'll definitely get fat if you eat it every day."

"Just exercise more!" Yosei Kurusu stared longingly at Jun Matsueda's bowl, then decisively reached out and grabbed a small mouthful of noodles.

"Then I'll teach you how to make it. You can make it yourself whenever you want to eat it in the future." Jun Matsue raised his hand and moved his bowl away to prevent the girl from launching another attack.

"First, heat the oil over low heat, then add the scallion segments and fry until golden brown."

After finishing breakfast, the girl first went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, then turned on the air conditioner in the living room and sat in front of the TV to watch the program. In order not to waste electricity, Jun Matsue also sat on the sofa with his senior high school textbooks in his hands.

"Is Songzhi already studying on the first day of the holiday?"

The girl on the sofa changed to a yoga pose and stared at the book "Important Issues Exercises: The History of Japan B" in Matsueda Jun's hand.

“Since we’re just killing time anyway, why don’t we study instead of watching TV with you?” Jun Matsueda glanced up at her.

He certainly wasn't learning for himself; he was going to tutor his senior after returning from the orphanage, so he had to be prepared. "Don't make it sound like I'm wasting my time!" The girl puffed out her cheeks and lightly kicked his thigh. "This is for the show I'm going to be on, okay!"

"Is he going to be on a TV show again?" Jun Matsueda glanced at the TV screen a few more times. It was a stage with singing and dancing, which seemed to be something Yosuke Kurusu was good at.

"Because of the previous 'Mask,' I've had a lot more exposure lately, and I've received more offers for shows, so I need to strike while the iron is hot."

Yosei Kurusu changed her position again, lying back on the sofa with her waist supported and her chest facing the boy. The hem of her casual T-shirt fell down due to gravity, revealing her tight waistline.

"Idols don't get holidays; they have to seize every opportunity that comes their way!"

As the girl spoke, she stretched out her arm, her ten fingers brushing against the side of Matsueda Jun's thigh, the slippery, itchy sensation spreading along his body.

"Don't cause trouble." Jun Matsueda rolled up the book in his hand and gently patted the girl's palm. Yosuke Kurusu made a face at him and turned his body to the other side.

The two ate lunch at home, and Yosuke Kurusu had scallion oil noodles with cabbage salad before heading out, completely satisfied. Although it was Sunday, as the girl had said, idols don't get holidays.

After seeing off Yosuke Kita, Jun Matsue strolled around the living room with a cup of barley tea, contemplating his plans for the afternoon.

He decided to go to the practice room to play drums; he'd consumed so many calories, he needed to find a way to burn them off. He went back to his bedroom, picked up his backpack containing his drumsticks, and prepared to leave.

On the train to Setagaya, Jun Matsueda looked at the messages on his phone. Aya's part-time job would end tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow was the day she would return to the orphanage. Yamami Maki's smiling face appeared in his mind.

Clicking on the yellow parrot avatar, I saw that my senior had just posted an update. It was about desserts in a coffee shop, and she and Tomatsu Yuka were leaning against each other, their smiles brighter than the flowers outside the window.

It seems my senior isn't at the studio. Jun put his phone back in his pocket and walked out of Meidai-mae Station. The afternoon sun was still intense as he walked along the path under the shade of the trees.

Upon entering the first floor of "Denny's studio," Jun Matsue took the key from the front desk. The receptionist today was an unfamiliar face; the woman was wearing a mask and not in uniform, so only her bright eyes were visible.

Jun Matsueda handed the woman the membership card that Maki Yami had left with him, saying, "The key to room 402, thank you."

Normally, these steps can be skipped because the front desk staff remember him, and the key to the practice room is already on the table when he walks into the first floor.

"402, is that right?" The woman seemed not to have heard him clearly and asked him again.

Jun Matsue nodded. "Yes, thank you for your help."

The woman took the corresponding key from the drawer and handed it to him. Matsueda Jun politely bowed his head to thank her, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

The woman wearing a mask blinked and stared at the corner where the boy had disappeared for a while, until another staff member in uniform appeared.

"Ms. Yamami." The woman in uniform walked respectfully to her side.

The woman surnamed Yamami stepped aside, giving her space, and said, "You can continue working, don't worry about me."

"Okay." The woman nodded, sat down in her assigned seat, her back ramrod straight, and stared at the wall in front of her.

"By the way, has 402 been in use recently?"

"Please wait a moment." The woman clicked on the record on the computer. "Yes, Miss Moji has been using it."

“So that really is Maki’s membership card.” Ms. Yamami took off her mask, revealing a face that somewhat resembled that of Maki Yamami.

"Has Moki lent her personal practice room to someone else?"

(End of this chapter)