Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 60 The Final Rest
The next day after returning to Mitaka, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Jun Matsueda should have been at work at the night escape house, but he took a day off today and stayed in the apartment.

He seldom stayed in the living room, but now he was sitting on the sofa in the living room, the air conditioner was whirring, and there was barley tea with ice on the coffee table, with cold sweat oozing out of the wall of the cup.

"I really need a good roommate!"

Jun Matsueda was rarely nervous. He had experienced confessions, bribery, crying, threats, imprisonment, and even saw the phantom of a leaping figure. In short, all kinds of unusual developments would hardly make his heart beat faster.

However, after a long time, he touched his chest and his heart was beating nervously.

"Is this what it feels like to draw cards?"

Matsueda Jun's deskmate, Suyama, likes to talk about all sorts of things, but he plays the card game himself. As a veteran card game player, he once expressed the view that "life is a card game" after a small test, proving that there is no direct correlation between test scores and study time, which earned him a lot of ridicule from Sakamuro Ken.

Looking back now, Jun Matsueda feels that what Suyama said may have made sense.

Sharing a house with roommates is a typical card drawing. Jun Matsueda believes that the meeting of people requires fate, and the fate required to find a good roommate may be more than that required to find a good wife.

After all, Jun Matsueda can choose his own wife, but he doesn't even know any information about his new roommate now. Is this reasonable?
He remembered the landlady's mysterious smile and strange tone again.

"Don't worry, you'll definitely like your new roommate~"

When the eleventh drop of cold sweat dripped from the glass of barley tea, he finally heard a knock on the door.

Jun Matsueda relaxed his facial muscles, adjusted to the most natural state, opened the door, and showed a hearty smile.

"Good afternoon, both of you!"

"Good afternoon, Matsueda-kun. I'm here with my new roommate."

A pink-haired girl wearing a mask followed the smiling landlady into the house. She wore a white shirt and a black and purple plaid skirt. Her face was perfectly shaped, and her long pink hair flowed down past her shoulders, tied in side ponytails. She was the quintessential cute Sakura girl that Jun Matsueda had imagined back in China.

There is a light glitter around the corners of the girl's eyes, and her eyes are very lively and bright. Normal people may be a little afraid to look into her eyes, as her overly shining eyes will give people the illusion of looking directly at the sun.

She stood in the living room, silent, looking around with curious eyes. Matsueda Jun felt a little uncomfortable. There was something magical about the girl. She shouldn't be here. She should be standing on the stage under the spotlight, singing in front of thousands of people, and causing a huge roar of applause.

"Don't be so reserved, Yangshi-chan. Matsueda-kun is a very good guy, and you two will definitely get along well." Before leaving, the landlady winked at Matsueda Jun, encouraging him to take the initiative. "Then I'll be leaving first. You two can communicate on your own."

The girl took off her mask and said goodbye to the woman, "Don't worry, landlady. Didn't I tell you I know him? Otherwise, why would I agree to share the house with a boy?"

Lai Qi Yangshi has a smooth jawline, lips that are neither thick nor thin, with a full and lustrous red color, a three-dimensional and delicate nose, and facial features that are as delicate as a doll.

However, after the girl revealed her entire face, the evil that Jun Matsueda felt disappeared, because the taste of oden in his memory rose.

He picked up the barley tea on the table, his posture just like he had picked up the oden at the back door of the supermarket in Kichijoji that night.

"Why is it you here? Are you following me?" Jun Matsueda began to think that if he commissioned a night escape house, as an internal employee, could he get a discount of 20% or something.

"Don't be so suspicious! It was the landlady who found me first! Although I agreed to move in after she showed me your basic information, I won't do anything like stalking you, okay—"

Kurusu Yoshi felt a little thirsty, so he picked up another cup of barley tea from the table, gulped it down in one gulp, and exhaled, "Ha—so refreshing! Tracking is such a scary thing, normally no one would do it!"

Matsueda Jun watched her boisterous movements. As a former idol with no flaws, even with her mature demeanor, she possessed a strange, contrasting beauty. "To meet in such a big city like Tokyo, I knew we were destined to meet!" The girl tilted her head back triumphantly, then seemed to remember something. "Oh, right! After paying the company's penalty for breaking the contract and three months' rent, I'm practically broke. My promise to support you is off the table. You'll have to reconsider if you want to date me."

For a moment, Jun Matsueda couldn't tell whether the girl's values ​​were normal or abnormal. He chose to give up thinking and took another sip of barley tea.

"But! I will make you realize my charm in the future through our interactions! Before I meet someone more handsome than you, quickly fall in love with me!"

Kurusu Yoshi raised his chin slightly, put his left hand on his waist, raised his right hand, pointed at Matsueda Jun who was drinking tea, and made a declaration as if he was filming a dating variety show.

This person definitely has a problem with his brain. Matsueda Jun no longer expected the girl to be a qualified roommate, and he put down his teacup.

"Where's your luggage?"

"Ah, I left it downstairs. I can't carry it by myself, so I want you to help me carry it up."

Jun Matsueda opened the door and walked downstairs, and Kurusu Yoshi followed him. The sound of their footsteps echoed in the stairwell.

"I won't let you help me in vain! I'll cook dinner tonight, and I brought the ingredients!" The girl walked lightly, trying to take credit.

"Are you good at cooking?" Jun Matsueda suddenly felt that Kurusu Yoshi might be a good roommate.

"Not only am I a great cook, I'm also a great saver! The supermarket had a huge sale today, so I used all the remaining money to buy groceries. It's enough for us to eat for a week!"

"Did you spend all the remaining money?" Matsueda Jun's voice rose.

"We still have 20,000 yen left, that should be enough to get through this month," the two voices gradually faded into the hallway.

The enclosed space was eerily quiet. Tomatsu Tomoka watched the floor numbers tick by. She didn't like riding in an elevator alone; the only sound was the mechanical, cold sound of the motor.

She immediately began to recall the short time she spent on the Odakyu Romancecar. The girl was like a squirrel, who liked to store all her precious memories and then dig them out and savor them over and over again when the emotional winter came.

After her warm family fell apart, she spent three years silently ruminating on the past. In this process, the coarse grains of sand were sifted out, and the golden memories became more important and precious in her heart.

Holding these golden treasures tightly in her arms and walking forward with her head down, all the pain and darkness could not hurt her, and the precious became more precious, and the unique became more unique.

The girl counted the last things she had left on her fingers: her favorite dress, saxophone, Mizushima-san, the club president, Tsunku, her parents. It didn't seem like there were that many.

If only all these beings could stay with her forever, Tomatsu Tomoka couldn't imagine how happy that would be.

The girl walked out of the elevator, took out her key and opened the door. Her mother was sitting at the dining table in the living room. Usually at this time she was still at the company.

Hearing the door open, the woman looked up at her and forced a smile.

"Youhua, do you have someone you like?"

Tomatsu Tomoka knew that the fantasy time was over.

　Volume One is counting down!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)