Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 515 Kurusu Yosei Wants to Act
April 12th, inside the TV Asahi building in Roppongi, Tokyo.

"Whether you're here in person or watching on TV, thank you for watching today's music station!"

Yosuke Kurusu stood on the stage, took the hand of the female host next to him, and the two waved goodbye to the cheering audience.

Leaving the dazzling stage lights and entering the quiet backstage corridor, the impeccably made-up female host breathed a sigh of relief.

"You've successfully completed today's tasks!"

She looked at the bright young girl in her performance costume beside her and said, "Kurusu-san, you've worked hard too. It was a great first collaboration!"

"Yes! It's a pleasure working with you!" Yosuke Kurusu smiled brightly. "It was a pleasure communicating with you. The staff at your station are all very easy to get along with, and I thoroughly enjoyed my performance!"

"Thank you~" The female host smiled with satisfaction, "I was quite surprised that Kurusu-san was able to become so popular in just over a year."

"After seeing it with my own eyes today, I can understand it all at once—her dancing, singing, and professional skills are all outstanding, and she is also very kind and friendly to fans and staff..."

"It would be an injustice if it didn't become popular!"

"Thank you so much! I still have a lot to learn and improve~" the girl laughed cheerfully. "Looking forward to our next collaboration~"

The two parted ways, and Yosuke Kurusu continued forward. Her manager, who was waiting at the door of the lounge, waved to her, and the girl quickly went inside.

"Finally free~" Before the door behind her was even closed, she took off her elaborate and gorgeous performance dress, revealing the safety shorts and short-sleeved shirt she was wearing underneath.

"I've told you so many times, take your clothes off in the dressing room," the agent said irritably as she locked the door.

"It's too hot to run and jump in this outfit." Yosei Kurusu stuck out her tongue and fanned herself as she walked into the dressing room.

A few minutes later, she changed into her own clothes, walked out of the dressing room, and lay down on the large sofa in the room.

"Anything else planned for today?" The girl looked up at the woman standing next to her.

There are no other arrangements.

"That's all?" Kurusu Yosei sat up abruptly from the sofa. "Are you that free today?"

"The president has turned down the previous invitation for you." The manager glanced at the schedule in her hand. "Today is the weekend, and she hopes you can rest well and save your energy for the promotional activities of the new album later."

"I knew she wasn't that kind," the girl muttered, standing up from the sofa. "So the rest of the day is my own business?"

The woman nodded. "I'll take you back to your apartment."

"Then don't go back to the apartment!" Yosuke Kurusu waved his hand. "Let me call Matsue."

The phone call, which usually connects immediately, was answered a little later today, and the girl heard the boy's voice in her ear.

"Songzhi, where are you now? I'm free to go back to my apartment today!"

The woman in the suit looked at her idol on the sofa. The girl's bright smile seemed no different from the one on stage, but she just felt that something was different.

Yosei Kurusu's smile on stage is a product for everyone to see, but at this moment, her smile is only for one person, and it doesn't matter whether he can see it or not.

The agent suddenly felt a little envious of the boy on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, not home? Are you working a part-time job now?"

"Filming a movie?!"

The girl waved her arms excitedly, "Where?"

"Wait for me! I'll be right there!"

Yosuke Kurusu put down his phone and looked at the woman next to him with a helpless expression.

"Could you please take me to Fujimori High School? I want to go see Matsue!" "Your vacation is for you to rest, not for you to go see him." Even as she said this, the woman still took out her car keys.

"It's okay!" The girl excitedly pushed open the door to the room.

"Being with the pine branches is a form of rest for me!"

Twenty minutes later, Yosei Kurusu opened the car door, and a breeze carrying cherry blossoms greeted her, blowing her bangs.

"Wow..." The girl's eyes widened behind her sunglasses.

The car behind her turned around and drove away. She followed the direction the wind was blowing and crossed the street, turning at the end where she heard the sound of flowing water.

Before me was a shimmering river, dotted with pink petals. The wind along the riverbank swept cherry blossoms from the branches, sprinkling them onto the black hair of the sailor-uniformed girls beneath the trees.

"So beautiful..." the girl murmured to herself as the boy walked through the cherry blossoms to stand in front of her.

"Welcome to the set of 'White Line Flow'." Jun Matsueda waved his school cap at her.

"Wow..." Kurusu Yosei circled around the boy, looking at his pure black stand-up collar traditional uniform, and then at the camera set up not far away and the girl holding the clapperboard.

"They're really filming a movie!" The girl took off her sunglasses, her eyes sparkling. "Amazing!"

"It's to help Imokawa finish his portfolio." Jun Matsueda patted the cherry blossoms on his shoulder. "We were at a nearby university this morning, and we're only just getting back here."

"Take me to see it quickly!" Kurusu Yosei grabbed his sleeve and walked towards the actors.

"Wait a minute," the boy called out to her. "They're filming over there at Imogawa. Don't wander into the shot."

"Oh, oh." She stopped and watched a group of students in uniforms standing by the bridge. They put something down, and a soft white light fell into the river. The students then walked in a crowd along the opposite bank.

"Is this the student you found?" Lai Qiyang asked the boy next to him.

“These are servants from the Mochizuki family,” Jun Matsue shrugged. “They were called in to be extras.”

"Wow—" the girl exclaimed again, "So what are they filming?"

“The white line flows.” The boy walked to the riverbank and pointed to a long ribbon flowing down from upstream. “That’s what they just put down.”

"This is a ceremony that Imokawa saw somewhere—it's said that graduating girls take out the scarves from their school uniforms, and boys take out the white threads from their school caps. Everyone writes what they want to say on them, and then they tie them together and let them flow into the river."

Yosei Kurusu watched the white line flow past him, the soft, long ribbon shimmering with pure white light in the water—this fragile, fleeting beauty is most likely to attract attention.

"You guys are doing this kind of youthful stuff behind my back!" She pouted, giving me a "you're playing games without me" look.

"It's just acting."

"Then I want to act too! There are so many extras, surely there must be a role I can play, right?"

Jun Matsue rested his chin on his school cap and began to think.

"There really is... a fiancée role, but it seems like Imokawa hasn't found a suitable candidate yet."

“Then let me do it!” The girl raised her right hand high.

A few minutes later, the director of Yosuke Kurusu rejected her without hesitation.

“No,” Natsumi Imokawa said firmly. “I want a mature woman.”

"Miss Kurusu looks like she's never even had a job before."

(End of this chapter)