Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 67 The Night of Gluttony
Wang Yuehua finally had a meal, even eating outside.

This is how she convinced her niece.

"I'm not sure if I'll be able to wake up next time I pass out. If I never wake up again, can't I just have a good meal and satisfy my appetite?"

So Mochizuki Haruka could only nod obediently.

The three of them did not go to any high-end restaurant. Wang Yuehua picked up his phone, looked at the map, and took the two of them to a skewer restaurant.

The willful aunt specifically asked the three of them to walk over there. Fortunately, the road was not very far, only about one kilometer away.

"I wanted to go to this store the last time I had a meeting in Setagaya!" Mochizuki Hua was walking in front and turned around and said to the two of them excitedly.

"Their kabayaki eel rice is super famous! Unfortunately, I was the head of the Mochizuki family, dressed in formal attire, so I could only eat bland and boring high-end sushi in the rooftop restaurant, and couldn't come to a small restaurant like this to eat the rich and flavorful eel rice."

Mochizuki Hua sighed, still in her hospital gown. Considering her body, which had been bedridden for over a week and the chill of Tokyo's early September nights, Matsueda Jun lent her his coat.

Getting Matsueda Jun's clothes is just that simple. Have you learned it yet? Mochizuki Hua blinked at her niece, but the girl ignored her.

Just as the woman was about to hit the lamppost behind her, Matsueda Jun grabbed her and said, "Auntie, can you please pay attention to the road? Why do I feel like your IQ has dropped after waking up?"

Wang Yuehua patted her chest, causing a wave of emotion. It was just a false alarm. "After I got sick and became weaker, I realized that Songzhijun's arms were so strong."

Mochizuki Haruka, who had been silent the whole time and had red eyes, walked forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with her aunt. "Hurry up and lead the way. I'll hold your hand."

"I'm hungry." The girl said softly.

Two people who looked like sisters walked in front, followed by Jun Matsueda. The handsome man and beautiful woman teamed up to attract attention from passersby. The aunt turned her head and winked at Jun Matsueda, her lips parted, and she mouthed "Thank you."

The tacit efforts of the two finally made Mochizuki Haruka a little more lively.

The storefront of VIPROOM27 is similar to most Japanese restaurants. Customers can see the semi-open kitchen. The whole eel is divided into two halves and grilled on the iron net, while the thick omelet is gradually taking shape on the other half of the stove.

The three of them found an empty seat and sat down. It was called a "VIPROOM", but it was actually quite affordable. The signature eel and tamagoyaki rice bowl was 1980 yen per portion, and tamagoyaki is a thick omelet.

"Xiaoyao, come and order their signature dish with me. What would you like to eat, Matsueda-kun?"

Matsueda Jun shook his head. "I'm not very hungry. Two skewers will be enough."

In fact, someone at home cooked a meal and insisted that he go back to eat.

After ordering, the three people's seats fell into a brief silence. This silent silence seemed to reflect their true situation - passive, panic, uneasy, and reluctant.

Fortunately, two large bowls of rice were soon added to the table. Jun Matsueda left his seat and brought the food they ordered, leaving them in silence while they savored it.

A bowl of dark red rice cooked in kabayaki sauce is topped with a large, trembling tamagoyaki, and then a whole piece of kabayaki eel brushed with sauce and served on a sweet soy sauce base.

Looking at the huge portion of eel rice in front of her, Mochizuki Haruka immediately realized that she could not finish it. She hesitated for a moment and glanced at Matsueda Jun who was working on mushroom skewers and cherry tomato bacon skewers.

Mochizuki opened her mouth wide, and Matsueda Jun could see her rosy, soft tongue and the wriggling top of her throat. With a "Ah-wooo" sound, she bit off a large piece of eel and scooped a spoonful of bright red rice into her mouth.

The woman's mouth was tightly closed, stuffed full, and she made a happy chewing sound. Wearing the Yuqiu school uniform jacket, she looked even more girlish and innocent than her niece beside her.

When the large black and red bowl was empty, Mochizuki Hua leaned back, placed her hands on her stomach, and sighed contentedly. Matsueda Jun had already finished both skewers, and both of them looked at Mochizuki Haruka, whose face was buried in the bowl.

The girl looked up, wiping the sauce from the corner of her mouth with a tissue. Her neck was white and slender, and the swallowing motion was obvious. She picked up her teacup, took a sip of water, and then said, "I can't eat anymore." The aunt's gaze returned to Matsueda Jun, who shook his head. After Tomatsu Yuka, he would never consider eating anything a girl had eaten.

The aunt was still staring at him, and the requests and pleading in her eyes turned into a torrent of spring water that swept towards him.

Jun Matsueda waved towards the kitchen, and a waiter wearing a black headscarf and a white mask came over and bowed slightly to him.

"Excuse me, what do we do with the uneaten food here?"

"We can make the remaining eel rice into rice balls for you to take away."

Mochizuki Haruka pushed the big bowl away from the table. The waiter took it and left. A few minutes later, he came back with a transparent lunch box containing reddish-brown rice balls.

The three of them walked back the way they had come, with Jun Matsueda carrying the bag. The atmosphere was even more silent than it had been an hour ago, perhaps because they were returning to the hospital and facing the reality of the chosen prey all over again.

At the foot of the hospital building, Mochizuki Haruka turned to Matsueda Jun and said, "Thank you for your hard work today. It's getting late. You should go back first. Thank you."

Jun Matsueda handed her the bag of rice balls and turned to walk out of the hospital.

This elevator is specially used for the top floor. Its outer shell is made of transparent glass. Mochizuki Haruka can see Matsueda Jun walking out of the hospital gate and approaching the black car.

"Aunt, please don't try to match me up with Jun Matsueda anymore."

The woman standing against the wall sighed. The elevator door opened, and the girl walked out, throwing the bag in her hand into the trash can at the door.

"I'm not in love with him, don't forget it, aunt."

There was no one at the intersection, only the occasional barking of wild dogs, and a black car stopped by the roadside.

Jun Matsueda looked up at the apartment building. The third light on the fourth floor was on. That was where he lived.

Walking up the stairs, listening to the empty footsteps, Jun Matsueda remembered that if he encountered such a situation in the past, he would take out the crowbar behind the stairs on the first floor, ready to repel the poor bandits who dared to illegally invade the Matsueda family.

But now, after opening the door, he had to find a way to explain why he came back later than the agreed dinner time.

Arriving on the fourth floor, the stone railings in the corridor seemed to have more moss at the bottom than before. Jun Matsueda ran his fingers along the railing, finding little dust.

When the green leaves of the tall trees outside the building were carried to the back of his hand by the sudden night breeze, but he did not feel the warmth of the past, Matsueda Jun realized it.

It's already autumn.

He took out the key and opened the door. As soon as he walked into the entrance hall, he heard the girl's footsteps.

"Finally back!"

Kurusu Yoshi quickly walked in front of Matsueda Jun, her almost unused black and white plaid apron wrapped around her exquisite curves. The girl frowned and asked him.

"Eat first, or take a shower first?"

　It's lunchtime, and I forgot to let you all know that it's in the fourth round of recommendations, and we're planning to release it on Monday. Thank you all for your support!
　　

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