Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 532 A Few Things About the Film Crew's Vacation

April 29th, Monday. Today is Showa Day, a public holiday in Japan, so there is no need to go to school.

The filming location for "White Line Flow" was moved to the Keio University campus. Mochizuki Kaori leaned against the old library's rustic wall, watching Matsueda Jun standing not far away in front of the camera—a melancholy-eyed boy walking along a tree-lined path, attracting the attention of many students along the way.

The woman turned her head and nudged her niece standing next to her with her shoulder. "How did Songzhi persuade you that night?"

"How else can I persuade you?" Mochizuki Haruka slightly raised her chin, her tone carrying a hint of barely concealed smugness.

She gently persuaded me, saying that she couldn't live without me anymore, so there was no need for me to take the entrance exam for the University of Tokyo.

"Really?" Aunt blinked excitedly. "It's rare for Songzhi to be this honest, isn't it? You didn't take the opportunity to do anything?"

"...Of course I did it." The girl's voice was a little softer.

"What did you do?" the woman asked, her eyes wide with curiosity. "Tell me quickly!"

Mochizuki Haruka's cheeks flushed slightly as she whispered in her aunt's ear about the special tutoring session that night.

"..." Wang Yuehua didn't speak after hearing this, but made a clear inhalation sound - her heaving chest and reddened earlobes indicated that she was obviously a little excited.

"So, we're finally going to win him over this time, right?" She looked up at the boy not far away. "Your aunt wasn't lying to you, was she?"

"It was all because I took the initiative," the girl muttered softly. "I always feel like you just stumbled upon it by accident."

"Isn't it me who asked Songzhi to persuade you?" Auntie puffed out her chest, not to be outdone.

"Yes, yes..." Mochizuki Haruka was too lazy to reply. She crossed her arms and looked at the boy who stood out among the ordinary crowd.

"So what does it feel like to sit on his lap?" the woman pressed, pushing her luck even further. "You must have had a reaction, right?"

The girl glanced at her speechlessly. Why did her aunt have to ask about something like this?
"Tell me, tell me," Wang Yuehua nudged her. "Just satisfy my curiosity, okay?"

Before Mochizuki Haruka could speak, Matsueda Jun and Imokawa Natsumi, who was carrying a camera, came over first.

"Thank you for your hard work~" The boy raised his right hand and waved his five fingers to greet them.

"Is all the filming done this morning?" Auntie spoke first, seemingly to cover up what she had just been talking about.

"Matsueda-kun looks quite mature in this outfit, he even has a college student vibe~"

Jun Matsuoka smiled. He was wearing a pinstripe suit shirt and a knitted vest, and it was understandably warm in the rising spring weather.

"The only difference between Japanese men from ten to thirty years old seems to be the different suits and shirts they wear."

“That’s a good line!” Natsumi Imokawa, who was standing to the side, took out a small notebook from her pocket. “I feel like we could put it in the script.”

Mochizuki Haruka stood in front of the boy, as if declaring her status.

"Wasn't the scene where Fujii Kaede chases after Kashiwabara Hikaru in the crowd supposed to be filmed again?"

The young director shook her head. "I looked at it again later and felt it was usable. Besides, it's already noon, and the light is too strong. It won't look good in the photos."

"So the morning's work is over?" Wang Yuehua leaned closer to the girl, looking at the boy on the camera screen. "Would you all like to have lunch together?"

Natsumi Imokawa shook her head again, "We still have to film Tomatsu's scenes this afternoon."

Seemingly feeling a little guilty, the girl quickly added, "Thank you so much, Miss Hua, for finding this venue for me. I'll treat you to a meal sometime!"

The woman bent over and laughed happily, "No need to treat me to dinner, just make sure the photos of me look good~" "Should we have the driver take you there?" Mochizuki Haruka's eyes were only on the boy standing in front of her.

“There’s no need, we can just take the tram.” Jun Matsue said as he took off his knitted vest.

The lifted hem of his shirt revealed the outline of his abdominal muscles, drawing the attention of the three women in front of him.

“…Hmm.” Mochizuki Haruka reached out to straighten his shirt. “I have to attend a banquet with my aunt tonight, so see you at school tomorrow.”

Although the Golden Week holiday is very long, high school students don't have any extra time off, so they have to go back to school for three more days tomorrow before they can continue to enjoy the second half of the long holiday.

As the four walked out of the Keio University gates, before parting ways, the girl tugged at Jun Matsueda's sleeve.

"Break up with Tomatsu quickly," Mochizuki Haruka whispered in the boy's ear, enunciating each word clearly.

Matsueda Jun glanced at her helplessly before walking toward Imokawa Natsumi.

The girl holding the camera watched curiously as Mochizuki Haruka walked away, while Miss Hua, standing beside the car, smiled at her.

"Did Mochizuki-san say something?"

"Some impulsive things to say." The boy took the heavy backpack from the girl's hand. "I'll tell you later."

The two walked into a ramen shop by the roadside. There weren't many people in the shop. The proprietress, sitting behind the counter, leisurely watched them take their orders and then brought them two glasses of iced water and a plate of salad.

While waiting for the ramen to be served, Jun Matsueda flipped through the menu in front of him to pass the time, while Natsumi Imokawa kept staring at his face without any attempt to hide her gaze.

"Is Matsueda going to start dating Mochizuki?" the girl suddenly asked.

"..." The boy holding the water glass choked, then bit down on the ice cube in his mouth. "Why would you ask that?"

"Because Mochizuki-san has been quite happy lately, and her expression isn't as tense as it was a while ago." Imokawa Natsumi recalled earnestly while looking at the small electric fan on the wall.

"Tomatsu-san looks unhappy, it must all be related to Matsueda—if it's not about love, then what is it?"

Hearing her words, Jun Matsuoka felt even more guilty and sighed.

I'll tell you after the Tomatsu matter is over.

"Hmm!" Natsumi Imokawa nodded, a hint of secret joy flashing through her mind—Matsue never hid anything from her.

To change the subject, the boy looked at the girl's flushed face and the fine beads of sweat on her neck that shimmered with silver light.

"We've never filmed a whole day like this before, have we? Won't Imokawa feel too tired?"

"I'm alright." Natsumi Imokawa took out a tissue to wipe away her sweat. As she wiped, the girl's hand, which was on her collarbone, slipped inside her collar.

"The morning shoot went smoothly. I hope the afternoon shoot will be just as good."

Jun Matsue silently looked away. "Tomatsu is quite talented at acting, so there's probably nothing to worry about."

However, to their surprise, the afternoon's filming progressed with exceptional difficulty—

For some reason, Tomatsu Yuka's excellent acting skills suddenly plummeted.

(End of this chapter)