Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 542 A Comforting Kiss
"I don't think my dad has anyone he likes."

Upon hearing the girl's deduction, Jun Matsueda raised an eyebrow; his first thought was something else—

"Did you go to see him again last night? Or are you referring to what happened this morning?"

In short, Tomatsu must have been secretly spying on her father again, otherwise how could she have come to this conclusion so quickly?

Tomatsu Yuka immediately lowered her head obediently, and gently shook the boy's short-sleeved shirt cuff with her right hand.

"I know I was wrong..."

Jun Matsue sighed. "Tell me how you found out."

The girl pulled him back two steps, and the two stood with their backs against the tree trunk, gazing at the clear sky in the distance.

"Since I didn't have any plans this morning, I deliberately got up a little earlier and went to Kinshicho to take a look."

“My dad left the apartment alone around nine in the morning. I looked at the trash he left behind, and there was absolutely no sign that he was living with anyone else—”

As the girl spoke, Jun Matsue, who had been gazing at the sky, couldn't help but turn and glance at her.

This guy's efficiency is truly terrifying...

"I would never do that to Matsueda-san now," Tomatsu Yuka blinked innocently.

The boy turned his head to look at the tree on the other side, where Natsumi Imokawa sat quietly on a bench, a butterfly perched on the tip of her shoe.

"That only proves that your father didn't live with someone else, and it's not the same as whether he had an affair."

“That’s true.” The girl nodded. “It’s just my intuition telling me that—you know, a woman’s sixth sense.”

"Judging from yesterday's situation, it seems that the only person who is close to him at the company is that woman who is suspected to be a colleague. If we observe for a few more days and see if any other women appear around Dad, we will know the result."

Tomatsu Yuka plans to use the simplest method of elimination, locking down the suspected contacts one by one and investigating them one by one—after all, her father is already a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, so it's impossible for him to still be having online romances or something, right?
"Matsue—" A voice from the other side interrupted their conversation. Natsumi Imokawa stood up and waved to the two of them while holding a soda bottle.

"Have you rested enough? It's time to get ready for filming—"

Tomatsu Yuka emerged from the boy's shadow and waved to her as well, "Ready~"

The girl took a step forward, her fair wrist gliding past Matsueda Jun, where he reached out and grasped it.

"Chun-kun?" She turned around in confusion.

“Stop following your father alone.” The boy said in an irrefutable tone, “I checked last night, and the area around the south exit of Kinshicho is a red-light district, with a mixed crowd and poor security.”

"And if your parents are really lying to you, then paying off the debt might not be so simple, and there could be other troubles—it's a bit dangerous for you to secretly contact Mr. Tomatsu."

"...Then what should we do?" Tomatsu Yuka never objected to his decisions.

“I was going to go with you.” Jun Matsue gestured to Natsumi Imokawa, who was not far away, to wait a moment.

"But that's not safe either, and we don't have that much energy to observe him for a long time."

The boy took out his phone and sent a contact number he hadn't used in a long time to the girl in front of him.

"So let's get the professionals involved—this is the private investigator I hired before, you can contact him."

"Huh?" Tomatsu Tomoka blinked in surprise. "Tsun-kun hired a detective? What was it about?"

A girl's memories are not as vivid as a boy's, especially since this is a fact she keeps buried deep in her heart and never wants to touch.

"...Because someone spread rumors about me on an anonymous forum back then," Jun Matsue said irritably. The girl was taken aback at first, then immediately realized what the boy was talking about.

That was the beginning of everything going wrong. Because of the discrepancy between the future revealed by the system and the reality, she was eager to find Songzhi's love for her—if she really couldn't find it, she would have to create it herself, that's what she thought at the time.

"Is it because of the investigation?" Tomatsu Yuka's previously bright expression suddenly turned awkward and guilty.

"Otherwise what? I didn't know it was you back then." Jun Matsue looked into the distance. Imokawa seemed a little thirsty from waiting, and she tilted her head back and drank the soda in her hand.

That looks like his soda, doesn't it?
"But this private investigator isn't cheap, so you shouldn't have to worry, right?" the boy said in a casual tone.

"Back then, in order to entrust him with this job, I even went to work at a bar in Shin-Okubo for a few days. Luckily, the checks weren't strict at the time, otherwise it would have been bad if the police had found out that I was working there."

Tomatsu Yuka's expression was somewhat stiff, and her body swayed slightly as she leaned against the boy's arm.

"Um, I'd like to hear Jun-kun talk about what happened back then—your time working at the bar."

"..." Jun Matsue glanced at her. "I didn't do any improper work—the boss didn't dare let me drink with the customers. I just chatted with them. It was no different from a maid cafe."

"Tsun-kun must have been in so much pain back then, right?" The girl's voice trembled with tears. "He did nothing wrong, yet he was attacked and isolated for no reason. In order to prove his innocence, he was forced to work in a shady place..."

Matsueda Jun then noticed the girl's swaying expression as she lowered her head. He sighed, supported her shoulders, and Imokawa Natsumi, standing under the tree opposite, subconsciously widened her eyes.

"Didn't you already know about this? Isn't it a little too late to be sad now?"

"But, but..." Tomatsu Yuka had already started to cry. "Now I realize how wrong I was back then."

She did those things because she wanted to possess the girl she loved, but in the end, he smiled and fawned over other women... Just thinking about the details that the boy didn't mention made the girl feel her heart start to ache.

"Why was Tomatsu Yuka so stupid back then..." she sobbed.

Natsumi Imokawa looked at the girl who had started crying for some reason. She was a little flustered and wanted to get closer to the two of them, but the boy's shaking of his head made her stop.

"I've already said it, it's all in the past." Jun Matsueda gently embraced the girl in front of him, his body turned away from Natsumi Imokawa, blocking her view.

"I don't mind anymore, otherwise we wouldn't even be able to become a fake couple, so what do you have to care about?"

Tomatsu Yuka's crying subsided a little, but she still didn't lift her head. The boy had no choice but to reach out and hold her cheeks, exposing the girl's tear-filled face to the sky.

Her tears were still flowing, shimmering like silver threads in the sunlight. It seemed her sorrow wouldn't stop anytime soon, and Jun Matsuoka felt somewhat helpless.

He turned his head and glanced at Imokawa Natsumi behind him. The girl blinked in confusion, still not understanding what was going on.

The boy turned around, cupped Tomatsu Yuka's face in his hands, and gently kissed her forehead.

This is the best expression of forgiveness; the surprised girl even forgot to cry.

Natsumi Imokawa stared at Jun Matsueda's tall back—for some reason, the crying behind that figure suddenly stopped.

A few seconds later, the boy turned around, took Tomatsu Yuka's hand, and walked towards her.

He walked up to the girl and asked, "Did Imokawa bring any cosmetics?"

Natsumi Imokawa nodded, puzzled. She looked at the girl standing next to Jun Matsueda—Tomoka Tomatsu. Although there were still tear stains on her face, there was no trace of sadness in her eyes.

"Yuhua was a little upset, but she's fine now. We'll do her makeup and then continue filming."

Looking at the boy in front of her with his lips pursed, Natsumi Imokawa felt a little uneasy for some reason.

(End of this chapter)