Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 711 Autumn Night, Idol Girl's Orders
At 11 p.m. on September 20th, Jun Matsue sat at his desk in his bedroom.

After solving the last big problem, the boy put down his pen, stretched his upper body, and looked out the window at the drizzling rain.

I opened the window, and a few raindrops fell onto my outstretched fingertips; the coolness and dampness of the outdoors were particularly striking.

The first typhoon of September struck Japan recently—although it merely flirted along the coastline, the rainfall it brought successfully chased away the summer heat that had been lingering over Tokyo.

Whether it's the 21-degree night or the upcoming autumnal equinox, both are proclaiming that true autumn has arrived.

"Time seems to have flown by..."

Jun Matsue closed his workbook and stared blankly at the blurry night scene reflected on the glass.

"How did this week even get to be over?"

Yuqiu High School's classes ended at noon this week. The boy looked down at the notebook under his arm, picked up his pen, and summarized his fleeting week.

1. Part-time work

After calculating the cost of living for his senior a while ago, Jun Matsue further increased his part-time work hours—after all, the expenses of university life are visibly increasing, and only by keeping as much money as possible in his hands can he feel more at ease.

“If I go to university, I can find a proper job…” The boy looked up, the pen he was holding pressed against his cheek.

Participating in teachers' practical projects like the senior students did, or interning at companies outside of school, are both good options.

Although my initial goal was to become the highest-paid employee, I can't keep doing these low-skilled part-time jobs forever.

However, he would have to wait several more months... He suppressed his emotions and continued writing with his head down.

Part Two: Dating

The dates overlapped somewhat with his part-time job... Jun Matsue looked at the flowing lines on the window, which somewhat resembled the profile of a young girl.

In the few days since autumn officially began, besides accompanying Tomatsu Yuka to buy autumn clothes, the boy also went with her to observe the brass band performance, and also brought her contact information.

Yuna-chan, the club president, was pleasantly surprised. Yamami Maki, who was the national gold medalist in her year and graduated with excellent grades to Ochanomizu University, seemed to have become an idol in the eyes of the girls in the brass band.

At that moment, Jun Matsue stood in front of the minister, who seemed to have successfully met his idol, and couldn't help but glance at the girl beside him.

Tomatsu Tomoka, standing beside him with a gentle and sweet smile, will probably become a legend among her juniors after graduation.

From this perspective, even if Tomatsu and her senior had long since broken off their relationship, they would still be connected by their juniors in this way.

The brass band's performance is in October. I wonder what it will be like when the two of them meet then...

The boy shook his head, turning his attention back to the draft paper in front of him.

Part Three: Strategy for Moon Gazing

There's not much to say; he spent most of his remaining free time at school trying to soften someone's cold face.

However, the progress bar was a bit slow. Only when the two of them were alone would Mochizuki Haruka turn her face away and let out a few words to talk to the boy.

However, it did have an effect. Jun Matsueda recalled that at least now, in crowded places, the girl didn't mind making eye contact with him.

"Four--"

The boy wanted to continue writing, but the light footsteps and knocking behind him made his pen slip.

"Songzhi, I'm done washing!"

Lai Qiyou naturally pushed open the door, walked to the table, and patted the boy on the shoulder.

"Still studying? Go take a shower!"

Turning to the previous page of the notebook on the table, which was filled with equations, words, and musical notes, Jun Matsue took off his headphones and turned to look at her.

"Why did you come in and rush me? Are you in such a hurry?"

The girl beside me, wrapped in a bath towel, stood by the window in the rainy night, her body damp and steamy, like the bright and beautiful spring sunshine, exceptionally vibrant and fragrant.

"I was worried you wouldn't be able to hear it with your headphones on," she said with a grin. "Chainsaw Man is airing at midnight!"

The boy nodded. "I'll go wash right away."

"Hurry up!"

The idol left the bedroom first, and soon after, static from the television could be heard outside the door. Jun Matsueda put down his pen, tidied his desk, got up, found a change of clothes in the closet, and headed to the bathroom with them.

He turned on the shower faucet, and warm water flowed down from above. He shook his head, closed his eyes, and continued writing the contents of the draft in his mind.

The fourth part is, of course, learning—how did it end up being the fourth item in the order of my job?

Water trickled down his lips, and the boy sighed. He turned on the tap and started applying shampoo to his hair.

His study time has indeed been squeezed out quite a bit, which is why he sat at his desk until 11 o'clock today.

After all, tomorrow is Sunday, and he's going to Tomatsu's house for a "date," so his study time will definitely be limited.

Fortunately, compared to dating, songwriting, and conquering girls, studying isn't that difficult...

After taking a thorough five-minute shower from head to toe, Jun Matsue changed his clothes, dried his hair until it was half dry, and returned to the living room with a towel draped over his shoulders.

"what time is it now?"

Sitting on the sofa, Yosuke Kurusu glanced back at him. "11:30~"

"I told you there was no need to rush me."

Jun Matsue sat down next to her, picked up the milk the girl had prepared on the table, tilted his head back and took two big gulps, letting out a contented sigh.

The television in front of the two was tuned to TV Tokyo, which was replaying a professional baseball game.

"Hanshin vs. Titans..." the boy read the words on the screen.

"The atmosphere was really lively!" said Yosei Kurusu, munching on a candy. "I feel like my hair dried much faster."

"That's way too exaggerated." Jun Matsueda picked up the remote and turned the volume down.

Miss Idol leaned closer and poked his arm.

"Songzhi studied so late today, could it be because he was writing a song for me that interfered with his studies?"

"Don't overthink it." The boy raised his hand and fanned himself, as if shooing away mosquitoes.

"Didn't I say I can listen to music while studying? Songwriting is only part of the reason; I'm quite busy right now."

"What are you busy doing?"

Jun Matsue glanced at her. "You won't be happy if I tell you."

"Tch." The girl curled her lip.

"Then don't say it!"

Yosei Kurusu turned back to the television, her eyes still brimming with excitement—her first single since her comeback was going to be on TV tonight, and she was thrilled.

The boy didn't intend to spoil her fun, and the two watched the game on TV together. Ten minutes later, when the game ended, he poured the enthusiastic girl a glass of ice water and opened the balcony door to let in some fresh air into the slightly stuffy living room.

Back on the sofa, Kurusu seemed to be texting her manager, while Matsueda Jun also took out his phone and looked at the chat list.

A pale yellow parrot icon jumped to the top—Yamami Maki had sent a message twenty minutes earlier, probably because the boy was taking a shower at the time and didn't notice.

Jun Matsue blinked. His senior was still awake?
“Matsue-kun, I’ve suddenly realized there’s another problem with this house.”

"It seems like this area is near a flight path at Haneda Airport. It's okay during the day, but the sound of planes is very noticeable at night..." The noise next to him grew louder, and the boy looked up. Kurusu Yosei picked up his phone and walked through the gap between him and the coffee table.

The girl's smooth skin brushed against his knee. Jun Matsue watched her walk to the balcony to make a phone call, then lowered her head and pressed the chat box on her phone.

"Did it disturb your sleep? How come I didn't notice before?"

"I've only been here for a week..." the senior student said, sounding a little aggrieved. "Maybe it's because of the bad weather today, and the plane changed its route? I didn't feel anything last night."

The boy thought for a moment, "Then I'll just have to close the window properly. I can buy some earplugs tomorrow."

"I'm already getting the earplugs. They were a free gift when I bought the eye mask the day before yesterday. I forgot to tell you."

"Matsueda was right before, there must be a reason why the rent is cheap!"

"I'm going back to sleep now, goodnight, Matsueda-kun!"

Perhaps because the girl was keeping up with her daily reports, she was sending messages much faster. Jun Matsueda picked up the milk on the table and drank the last sip.

Holding the empty glass, he slowly typed with one hand.

"There's a type of window sealing strip that has pretty good sound insulation. You can take a look at it when you have time, senior."

The message wasn't showing as read, so it seemed she really had put down her phone and gone to sleep. The boy glanced at the time and called out to Yosei Kurusu on the balcony.

"It's almost midnight?"

The girl waved to him with her back turned, and Jun Matsueda got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Watching the clear water wash away the remaining white residue on the glass, the boy thought of the blank space in his draft notebook.

The fifth part should be about all sorts of miscellaneous but important bits and pieces of time.

For example, he could multitask by listening to and writing songs for Kurusu.

For example, you can read the senior student's daily report every day.

For example, if you run into Imokawa, who looks dazed from studying, in the school corridor, buy her an ice cream.

It seems that the order of "four" and "five" needs to be changed...

After taking the glass he had just washed, he returned to the living room and sat back down on the sofa. The girl turned to look at him and patted the spot next to her.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's about to start!"

"Isn't your song the ending theme song...?" Jun Matsueda calmly returned to the sofa and sat down, watching the credits and opening credits appear on the TV screen.

"I haven't watched Chainsaw Man yet, so I thought this would be a good opportunity to watch an episode~" the girl said casually.

"At least it's an anime for which I sang the ending theme song, aren't you interested, Matsueda?"

"That's true." The boy nodded and looked at the screen with her.

A blond boy in a uniform leaps from a height, and the camera follows him as he jumps into the abyss-like maw of a demon—a spray of blood erupts between the clasped teeth.

A few seconds later, a creature with a chainsaw on its head burst out of the gaping maw, wielding the chainsaw on its arm and arrogantly slicing through the demon's flesh.

The television screen was filled with intestines, blood, and all sorts of bizarre flesh and blood tissue. Yosei Kurusu, who had been focused on her work, opened her small mouth slightly and widened her beautiful eyes.

"...Is the ending theme song I sang really for this anime?"

Jun Matsueda blinked in surprise. "Watching this at midnight is quite suitable."

Twenty minutes later, as the main feature of the animation ended and the upbeat background music of the ending theme started playing, the girl in front of the TV couldn't help but start complaining.

"How disgusting!!!"

"How could this be so disgusting—"

Yosei Kurusu raised his head and wailed. The boy raised the corners of his lips and nodded in agreement.

"That's really disgusting."

They were referring to a scene in an anime where the male protagonist was forced to swallow the female supporting character's vomit while kissing her.

The TV screen quickly displayed the retro and romantic ending theme song, and Yosuke Kurusu's sweet voice drifted into the living room.

"I love you, so much so that I'm drunk and won't wake up~"

"Oh, I need you, I'm so in love I can't wake up~"

"What a coincidence, I already knew what the end of habit is~"

"At least the song is pretty good, isn't it?" Jun Matsueda turned to the person next to him and said.

He had heard the song before; its catchy and adorable melody, combined with the homophones in Chinese, English, and Japanese, created a rather interesting contrast with the nonsensical and wild style of this B-movie-like episode.

"That's still disgusting!"

Unmoved, the girl picked up the melted ice water from the coffee table and took two large gulps, trying to dilute the nausea brought on by the images in her memory.

Let this heartbeat dispel my loneliness~

"To monopolize love and affection, to possess me entirely."

Let's kiss until we're completely intoxicated!

"..." The boy looked at the lyrics on the screen, "And the lyrics are pretty good too."

"But it keeps replaying the vomiting scene during the ending theme song!!" Yosuke Kurusu walked up to the TV and pointed indignantly at the content on the screen.

Just as the chorus reached its climax, the blond boy and the short-haired older sister wearing an eyepatch embraced each other, while colorful vomit cascaded from the woman's mouth and fell into the boy's mouth.

The two figures are depicted in a sacred, religious pose, rotating within the frame as if they were the center of the universe, captivating the viewer's attention.

"..." Jun Matsue tried hard to suppress his laughter, "If you think about it from a different perspective, this segment will definitely go viral."

The girl stood in front of the TV, turned on her phone, and her face was reflected in the colorful light of the screen.

"It's already trending on social media!"

Her tone carried a strange sense of despair, "I don't want to be remembered like this..."

Yosuke Kurusu typed rapidly on his phone with both hands, "The music video for my single will be released tomorrow..."

"I need to tell Sister Ju to ask the production team to work harder. We absolutely can't let the ending of this animated film overshadow our work!"

"Believe in yourself." The boy smiled and walked to her side.

“You’re from Qiyang World. As long as you stand in front of the camera, you’ll definitely steal everyone’s attention.”

"..." The girl looked up and glared at him. "Stop laughing!"

Jun Matsue pursed his lips, his smile growing even brighter. The idol's face flushed red, and she looked somewhat embarrassed and angry.

"You better write a song right now!"

Yosei Kurusu stretched out her finger, warm from her skin, and forcefully poked the boy's chest.

"It has to be a song that satisfies me!"

"Otherwise, I'll get completely drunk like in the cartoons and then throw up in your mouth!"

(End of this chapter)