Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 527 The real purpose
The key was inserted into the metal hole, making a smooth unlocking sound. Jun Matsueda pushed open the slightly heavy security door, and two shadows were reflected on the floor of the entryway.

Wang Yuehua stood beside him, took off her high heels, and skillfully took out her slippers from the shoe rack.

"Slippers are so comfortable~" the woman sighed contentedly.

“If high heels are uncomfortable, then don’t wear them. Aren’t you the boss?” Jun Matsuoka put his backpack on the chair next to the dining table, took out a packet of barley tea from the cabinet next to the refrigerator, and prepared to brew it.

"High heels are uncomfortable, but they look good!" Auntie sat on the sofa, listening to the boy go into the kitchen to boil water.

"Besides, high heels can make you taller. A tall guy like Songzhi would never understand the pain of having to look up at others!" The woman placed her right hand flat above her head.

"A few centimeters of heels can make you appear taller and have longer legs, giving you more presence when speaking to your subordinates!"

"Yes, yes." Jun Matsue placed the clear kettle, which was filled with a reddish-brown liquid, on the dining table. "Would Auntie like a cup of barley tea?"

"No, I just finished my coffee." Wang Yuehua stood up, stretched, and walked towards the refrigerator.

"Has Xiaoyao been eating well lately?"

"It's alright." The boy watched her open the refrigerator door. "It's just that she's been eating faster lately."

"That's not good for digestion." Aunt looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator. "Eggs, cabbage, green peppers, beef, bacon... quite a lot of ingredients."

“After all, both of their ingredients are here.” Jun Matsue walked to her side. “The kitchen on Mochizuki’s side is not used much. She doesn’t like cooking fumes, so she only uses it when she’s cooking a midnight snack.”

"The middle of the night?" The woman turned her head. "I clearly told Xiaoyao that we should go to bed early!"

"..." Matsueda Jun could only apologize to Mochizuki Haruka in his heart for the time being.

Aunt closed the refrigerator door, walked around the living room, and finally sat down at the dining table. She picked up Mochizuki Haruka's personal mug, which the girl quite liked for its blue swallow pattern.

"I was wondering why I didn't see her cup at the manor; it turns out it had been taken over."

The boy sat across from her and poured himself a cup of barley tea. "She usually uses it to drink milk in the morning and to make coffee at night."

"Still drinking coffee tonight?" The woman raised an eyebrow.

Jun Matsue nodded. "When I'm feeling sleepy after dinner and want to study, I'll make myself a cup of tea."

"She's really hardworking." Mochizuki sighed. "So Haruka's usually on your side then—isn't this wall between you two a bit redundant?"

"Wangyue still needs to go back to sleep, and she likes to play games and watch movies in the next room."

The boy took a sip of barley tea; the tea was still hot, and his mouth felt warm but not hot.

His aunt didn't say anything, but just stared at him for a while before getting up and walking towards the corridor in front of the bedroom.

Jun followed behind her. The woman went into the bathroom, turned around to close the door, and looked in surprise at the boy who was about to come in.

Why did you follow me in?

"Isn't this to check on her living conditions?" Jun Matsueda was about to continue explaining to her.

"...No, that's not it." Mochizuki Hana blushed slightly. "I just needed to use the restroom after drinking coffee!"

"Sorry." Jun Matsueda immediately left the restroom.

The door behind me slammed shut quite loudly, carrying a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.

The image of the woman's face flushing red flashed through his mind; it turned out that even his composed aunt could look like this.

A few minutes later, Wang Yuehua came out of the bathroom, her brief shyness completely gone. She stood behind the boy on the sofa and patted him on the shoulder. "Come on, let's go take a look next door!"

Jun Matsuoka stood in front of the door of 506, watching the woman in front of him squat down and reach her right hand into the pet door to look for the key—her suit skirt tightly hugged her waist and hips, and although nothing was exposed, the prominent rounded lines were enough to attract attention.

"I found the key!" Wang Yuehua stood up, deftly unlocked the door, and looked at the boy standing outside.

"What are you standing there for, Songzhi? Come in quickly."

Without a word, Jun Matsue walked inside, feeling that his mind had been a little too restless lately.

Perhaps it was the warmer weather, or the barley tea he had just drunk was too hot, or perhaps it was something else... An extremely ambiguous image flashed through his mind—the traces left by Tomomi Tomatsu and Maki Yamami.

It's best not to overthink it.

"It's not much different from when I left before~" Auntie looked around her niece's house. "There are a few more pens on the dining table, and a record on the coffee table—why is it still from Qiyang World?"

“Those are what I brought with me.” Jun Matsue packed up the girl’s things since she wasn’t home.

"You're really brave..." the woman exclaimed. She turned on the TV, then sat down with a cat paw-shaped cushion in her arms, comfortably curling up on the sofa and not moving an inch.

"Aren't we supposed to be checking?" the boy blinked.

"What's there to check?" Wang Yuehua rolled her eyes at him. "I just stayed here during your spring break."

"I called you today to talk about Xiaoyao. The filming was just a side thing."

“I knew it…” Jun Matsue sat down at the other end of the sofa, and the woman cleared her throat.

"Is Haruka still working hard for the University of Tokyo? It's time to let her stop."

"My aunt didn't have this attitude before." Although he said this, he didn't mean to object.

“The past is the past, and the present is the present.” Wang Yuehua sighed. “Before, I thought it would be good for her to learn more, but when she encounters difficulties, she will naturally give up.”

"As a result, difficulties have arisen, but she doesn't seem to have any intention of giving up at all—now that she's back home, she studies until late at night every day, which worries me a lot."

"Of course I support her efforts, but Tokyo University isn't a goal that can be achieved simply by hard work." The woman muted the TV and looked intently at Jun Matsueda.

"I don't want to see Xiaoyao spend the next year in such pressure and worry, just to get into the same school as you."

"If you don't like it, it doesn't matter how close you are."

"As long as you like each other enough, it doesn't matter if you're not in the same school. It's not like we're going to die. It's just the same ward in Tokyo."

"So, Matsueda-kun, it's time for you to step up!" Mochizuki Hana leaned over and grabbed the boy's arms with both hands.

"Give me a good talking-to to Haruka and tell her to give up on such a boring goal as the University of Tokyo!"

"Does Aunt have any other instructions?" Matsueda Jun certainly had no intention of refusing.

He preferred Mochizuki Haruka, who was as lively and willful as a black cat, to the girl who buried herself in her studies all day.

My aunt put her hands on her hips and said in a fierce tone.

Be gentle with her, don't hurt her feelings!

(End of this chapter)