Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 341 Shaved Ice, Brewed Tea, and My Older Sister

The right drumstick struck the cymbals heavily, ending the last note. The raging storm that had been raging indoors vanished instantly, leaving only the echoing hum of the metal discs.

Jun Matsue put down his drumsticks, exhaled softly, and shook his hands to improve blood circulation. He had been in the practice room for an hour.

He looked at the drumsticks in front of him; the wear and tear was quite obvious. After a few more days of practice, the lifespan of these thorn wands would probably come to an end.

Jun Matsue took a picture of the battle-damaged drumsticks and sent it to the parrot avatar in his chat list.

The senior student replied quickly, "Is Songzhi practicing again? You're working so hard!"

On the other side, Yamami Maki was walking on the streets of Daikanyama, with Tomatsu Tomoka carrying several bags beside her. The girls had made plans to go shopping today, but they didn't expect the weather to be so hot, so they stayed in the cafe for a long time.

She lagged behind by two steps, making sure that the junior walking beside her hadn't noticed her, before continuing to text Jun Matsueda.

"If your drumsticks break, just go to the equipment maintenance room on the first floor and find the staff on duty. She will get you new ones."

"Would you say my senior is keeping me as a sugar daddy in the music industry?"

Upon seeing the message, Yamami Maki's face immediately turned red, and she subconsciously blurted out, "What are you saying!"

Tomatsu Yuka, who was walking ahead, turned around and asked, "What's wrong, senpai?"

"Ah, it just feels a bit hot."

The girl raised her hand and fanned her cheeks, trying to cool them down quickly.

"Shaved ice, shall we go up ahead and buy some?" Tomatsu Yuka walked up to her. "You can't imagine summer without shaved ice."

"Okay~" Yamami Maki put her phone back in her pocket.

Jun Matsue put down his bottled water and looked at the new message that appeared on the screen—a string of meaningless gibberish.

"Did you accidentally touch that, senior?"

He walked out of the practice room and sat down on a chair in the corridor to rest. The sunlight from the window shone directly on the textbook in his hand—there were no windows in the room, and being alone for a long time could feel stuffy.

When the woman wearing a mask walked up to the fourth floor, the first thing she saw was Jun Matsue sitting by the window in the corridor.

The boy held a book in his hands, reading in the sunlight, his focused expression making the radiance in the air seem to settle.

The woman stared at the scene for a while, then disappeared at the end of the corridor, reappearing with a cup of tea.

She placed the tea she was holding on the table in front of the boy. Matsueda Jun looked up and met her gaze, giving her another polite smile.

This was the first time Ikuka Yamami had seen his face clearly. The woman was stunned for a moment before looking away, her face mask concealing her brief moment of embarrassment.

The first thought that crossed the woman's mind was that this guy could make a living in Tokyo just by looking good.

My second thought is, could it be that Maki is captivated by this face?

Looking at the "employee" who hadn't left, Jun Matsueda blinked. "Does this cup of tea cost money?"

"?" Yamami Ikuka was stunned again, and the filter of the beautiful boy disappeared just like that.

"I just saw that you come to practice often, so I came to say hello. The tea is free." She chose to approach the boy as a staff member first.

"Thank you." Jun Matsuoka's smile became more sincere. He picked up his teacup and took a sip. The woman sat down beside him.

There was a row of seats by the window in the corridor, with the tables set up like a bar counter in a coffee shop. The two people, like customers who happened to walk into the same bar, started chatting.

"Is this cold-brewed sencha?" Jun Matsue asked the woman beside him. "It has very little astringency, the natural sweetness of the tea leaves is very prominent, and the taste is very refreshing. It doesn't feel like cheap tea." Ikuka Yamami nodded. "Uji sencha, I'm glad you like it."

Her feelings for the boy increased slightly. This was her usual tea, which she had brought with her when she came to the shop for a visit today.

The two chatted about tea for a while. Since the manager of the band had given them sencha before, and they had talked about the "Omotesenke" tea ceremony at the band's celebration party, Matsueda Jun had made a special effort to learn about it, so he had some topics to talk about.

"Therefore, the Omotesenke school emphasizes the natural spirit of 'flowing like water'."

The woman stopped talking and looked at Jun Matsue listening attentively. The boy had always been humble and eager to learn from her, which pleased her so much that she had unconsciously talked so much.

She originally came to test the relationship between the boy and her younger sister, so why did she get bogged down in irrelevant topics for so long?

Ikuka Yamami coughed twice. "Um, I wanted to ask, because our records show that the member card you used is registered to a woman."

Jun Matsue nodded. "It was lent to me by a friend, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"It has no impact; it's just my personal curiosity."

The boy nodded and continued reading his textbook, but the female employee did not leave and remained sitting in front of him.

"Don't you need to go back to your post?" Jun Matsue asked, feeling a little strange.

"Actually, I'm the owner of this shop." It seemed she wouldn't be able to get any information as an ordinary employee, so the woman took off her mask.

Matsueda Jun looked at the woman in front of him. Her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to those of Yamami Maki, but her eyes were more slender and she looked more individualistic. Her lips had a distinct outline, and like his senior, the corners of her mouth naturally turned up, as if she were subconsciously smiling, which made her very approachable.

"Are you Yamami-senpai's older sister?" He immediately glanced at the woman's left hand, where a simple plain ring was on her ring finger.

Has Moji mentioned me?

Ikuka Yamami glanced at the boy a few more times. Although he addressed his younger sister in a very ordinary way, she knew very well that Maki would never mention her family to ordinary friends.

“My senior told me that this studio was her sister’s hobby.” Jun Matsue reviewed their previous conversation but couldn’t find any flaws.

However, the fact that he was sitting in front of his older sister at that moment was already his biggest weakness.
"I understand." Yami Ikuka nodded, her tone becoming a little more friendly. "Then may I come into the practice room and take a look?"

Jun Matsuoka's smile became even brighter. "I got all my keys from you."

“There’s no need for honorifics.” The woman watched the boy finish the last of his tea, then turned and walked toward the practice room. “My name is Yuka, Yamami Yuka.”

"Hello, Miss Yuka." Jun Matsue picked up his book, which was in the sunlight, and followed behind her.

The woman turned around, winked at him, and was as playful and cute as the senior student that Matsueda Jun knew.

You can call me Sister Yuxiang if you like~

Inside the dessert shop in Daikanyama, Maki Yamami puts down her shaved ice spoon and takes out her vibrating cell phone from her pocket.

It was a message from Matsueda. She looked up and glanced at Tomatsu Yuka sitting opposite her. The girl was engrossed in enjoying her mango shaved ice and hadn't noticed them.

Upon entering the chat window, the first thing she saw was a string of gibberish she had sent. Yamami Maki tilted her head in confusion and continued reading.

"I saw your sister at the studio."

Peach jam slowly flowed onto the milk shaved ice in front of her. The pale pink liquid trembled at the girl's exclamation and finally dripped onto the table.

"Eh?!"

(End of this chapter)