Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 411 Her Anger

After the performance, which lasted for more than an hour, Jun Matsueda pushed the cart carrying the drum set into the corridor.

The indoor lighting was dim, and the singing, which had not stopped, came from behind the boys—after the band left the stage, Yosuke Kurusu and the girls had taken over the stage and were now performing a wonderful song and dance.

Jun Matsue pushed open the door to the empty room, pressed the switch next to the door, and a bright light appeared for a second before flickering.

"I'll have to report the light bulb for repair later." He turned off the light and slowly began assembling the drum kit.

Although this set of drums, which everyone chipped in to buy, wasn't as high-end as his senior's special drum kit, his drumming, from its noisy, disruptive sound to its smooth rhythm, was all achieved under the witness of this "Emperor's Star" set. During his performance on stage just now, he even felt that his "old friend" performed better than before, and the feel of hitting it still evoked fond memories.

Actually, Jun Matsueda initially practiced in the basement of the orphanage because it was better soundproofed. However, many curious children liked to watch him practice, and the basement environment wasn't very good, so he moved his drum set upstairs.

Speaking of which, I once taught Cai Jiang how to play the drums. I wonder how much she still remembers.
The sound of footsteps in the corridor interrupted the boy's reverie. The clattering of leather shoes stopped outside the door behind him, followed by the sound of the door opening.

Matsueda Jun turned his head, and Mochizuki Haruka, who had entered the room, closed the door and looked at him with her arms crossed.

"Have Kurusu and the others finished singing?" Jun Matsueda looked towards the lawn, but there were no windows in the room, so he couldn't see what was happening outside.

The girl didn't speak, she just shook her head. She took two steps forward, and the boy, sensing something was wrong, turned around to observe her expression.

Mochizuki Haruka usually has a stern face, and when she has no expression, she always gives people a cold feeling. However, those who know her well know that this is just a girl's unique tsundere charm.

However, the girl standing in front of Matsueda Jun now was different from usual. The girl had furrowed her delicate eyebrows and pressed her thin lips tightly together, with an expression that was about to burst out in anger.

The boy put down his tools. "Who made you angry?"

The answer was right in front of him. Mochizuki Haruka's voice was somewhat low, "You're leaving the band?"

The girl only learned of this news while chatting with Natsumi Imokawa backstage.

Jun Matsue paused for a moment; he seemed to be answering this question quite often lately.

"Well, at the latest by the end of this semester."

"why?"

The girl immediately asked a question, her hands clenching the hem of her dress, leaving wrinkles on the black skirt.

"Sit down first?" The boy didn't answer her question immediately, but instead moved a chair from the corner.

When Matsueda Jun didn't answer the question immediately, Mochizuki Haruka already knew the answer. She watched the person in front of her wiping the chair with his head down, and a long-suppressed and long-awaited anger rose from the bottom of the girl's heart.

She reached out her right hand and grabbed the boy's arm, forcing him to turn around and look at her.

"What's so great about Yamami Maki?!"

Mochizuki Haruka shouted out what she had wanted to say for a long time, a question that Tomatsu Yuka had asked not long ago.

She gave him a hard shove, and Matsueda Jun, who lost his balance, sat down in the chair. His arm, which was pulled up, hit the unfinished cymbal, and the metal piece fell to the ground with a sharp sound that echoed in the enclosed space.

Matsueda Jun looked at the girl standing in front of him, and her anger rushed towards him like a wave, waking him up from a dream.

"You knew already?"

"I already knew!" Looking at the boy's expression, Mochizuki Haruka felt for the first time that he was dull-witted, even incredibly stupid.

“After the celebration party for the band’s first performance, my aunt told me that there was definitely something wrong with the relationship between you two.” “When you went back to the orphanage during the summer vacation, I asked Yamami Maki and found out that you two liked each other.”

"I saw you kissing with my own eyes back in Kyoto!"

The girl pressed on his shoulders, shouting so loudly that it even made Matsueda Jun's eardrums sting.

"Brother Songzhi?" A boy's questioning voice sounded from outside the door. A boy passing by knocked on the door. "Are you in there?"

Mochizuki Haruka let go of his hand, and Matsueda Jun stood up and opened the door a crack. "It's me. I was just setting up the drum kit, and a cymbal fell to the ground. It might be a bit noisy."

"Be careful, Pine Branch Bro!"

The boy closed the door, turned around and looked at the girl's black silhouette. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

“So you already knew.” Jun Matsue smiled helplessly. “Keeping it hidden for so long doesn’t seem like you.”

"What's the point of telling you?" Mochizuki Haruka immediately turned to look at him. "Is it to make you wary of me or distance yourself from me? Or is it so you can openly show affection in front of me?"

If they pretended not to know, at least the two could maintain their previous relationship, and the girl would still have a chance to win his heart.

“But that’s not what I’m angry about right now.” Mochizuki Haruka’s anger subsided a bit. She took two steps back and walked to the drum kit that hadn’t been assembled yet.

"While you were away, I regularly had someone come and maintain your drum set. It performed quite well on stage just now, didn't it?"

Matsueda Jun was somewhat surprised, and the girl continued.

“Matsueda, I really like you on stage, so I asked Natsumi Imokawa for all your performance recordings.”

"Looking at you sitting in front of the drum set, every movement exudes undisguised confidence, even arrogance."

“I’ve always believed that this is what you will become—you have talent and ability, you’re willing to work hard, you deserve admiration, envy, and applause.

"I want to see you win scholarships left and right, finish the game with a single burst of energy, and let the drumbeats you strike dominate the heartbeats of thousands of people. You will become the talk of the town, and everyone you know, whether they like you or not, will be unable to ignore your presence. That's your charm."

"Your future shouldn't just be that of a successful politician, scholar, or entrepreneur; there are far too many people like that in the world."

"And the only person I like, and who I hope can live freely, is you."

Mochizuki Haruka stepped forward and tightly gripped the boy's arm with both hands. Matsueda Jun could feel her deep sadness and regret.

"Tomatsu Tomoka's scheming can't control you, my temptations can't attract you, and the girl you like, Yamami Maki, has liked you for a long time."

"You have everything without changing anything, and you've taken our hearts."

"Why would someone like you give in to the Yamami family?"

"You gave up on what you liked and what you persisted in."

"It's not even because of the person you like, but because of her family."

"Is it really worth it?"

She looked into his eyes.

(End of this chapter)