Am I being simulated by their love affair?

The girl, dressed in fluffy loungewear, sat by the kotatsu (heated floor mat) and smiled gently at the camera. Beside her, Kuroba Shin had a haughty expression, her lips pursed, and she gripped a game controller tightly in her hand.

Both of them were wearing Santa hats, the kotatsu was full of fruit and snacks, and a laptop was placed against the wall with a two-player game interface on it.

Jun Matsue zoomed in on the picture and saw a red and green striped tablecloth on the kotatsu, with half of a Christmas wreath peeking out from the edge of the photo, creating a festive atmosphere.

The boy relaxed his brows and began typing on the keyboard on the screen.

Knowing that his senior was having a good Christmas made him feel inexplicably at ease.

Merry Christmas and have fun!

After receiving a "Merry Christmas~" reply from the girl, Jun Matsueda exited the chat window.

Time is limited; the tram will arrive at the station in a few minutes.

However, another profile picture stubbornly popped up in the chat list on the screen, making him abandon his idea of ​​putting down his phone.

"The Christmas lights along the Meguro River don't look very nice—"

The penguin with the camera also sent a picture: the dark Meguro River was illuminated by pink lights on the branches of the trees on both sides, like cherry blossoms blooming in winter.

"Isn't this pretty?" Jun Matsue glanced at the route map on the train carriage.

There are still two stops left, so I can chat with Imokawa for a bit more.

It was exactly six o'clock when I got off the bus. I should get myself ready and focus all my attention on my idol.

“Because it reminds me of cherry blossoms—cherry blossoms are much prettier than this!” Natsumi Imokawa replied quickly.

"Songzhi's opinion is the same as Mom's, but Dad supports my point of view~"

...Is that a hint? Jun Matsue blinked, ignoring it.

"I took a picture with the mini camera that Songzhi gave me, and I think it's better than the fake cherry blossom avenue!"

The boy looked at the picture that popped up—the girl had used a black and white filter on the camera, and the tree branches on both sides of the Meguro River emitted a pale, eerie light that sent chills down his spine.

Add to that the small boats ferrying people across the black river... Jun Matsueda wondered if he was looking at the Meguro River or the Sanzu River.

"Well..." he hesitated for a moment, "the stylized feel is definitely better than before."

“Right!” Natsumi Imokawa responded excitedly.

"My parents both said it wasn't pretty, but I knew Songzhi would understand me!"

That's not quite right... Jun Matsueda blinked helplessly at the screen.

The announcement of Shiodome Station rang in his ears, and he sped up his typing.

"I'm off now, Merry Christmas, Imokawa."

"Merry Christmas, pine branch too!"

Imokawa didn't reply again, probably because he was getting ready to have dinner with his parents. The boy walked out of the carriage, still on his phone.

After glancing at the exit signs on the platform and finding the direction of the Japanese television station, Jun Matsueda slowed his pace.

Since we've already chatted, I might as well send a message to Wangyue too.

"Have you eaten yet, Wangyue?"

"No, I'm still asking my aunt what she's having for dinner tonight."

Mochizuki Haruka also sent a picture, showing her legs as she sat on the sofa—only half of her aunt's black stockings were visible next to her.

"The pine branch is hollow?" The girl seemed somewhat surprised.

"...On the road."

A few seconds later, Mochizuki sent a reply, then ignored him.

"I didn't make it today, but I'll remember to make up for it later for Christmas."

The boy who walked out of the station smiled helplessly.

Just outside the exit of Shiodome Station is the tower of the Japanese television station, standing tall in the night. On the other side of the road, Jun Matsueda looked at the red aviation warning lights flashing on the top of the tower and put his phone back in his pocket.

With half an hour to go before the agreed time, he decided to notify Kurusu of his arrival in fifteen minutes—in case the excited idol girl really left early, it might affect other people's evaluation of her.

Thinking this, the boy looked around, intending to find a coffee shop or convenience store to sit down first.

However, across the street, a petite figure wearing a baseball cap sneaked past in front of the TV station building—Matsueda Jun blinked in surprise.

As he watched the mysterious girl walk onto the sidewalk and head away in the other direction, he called out to her.

"——Kurusu?"

The figure with the hat brim pressed down paused, then turned to look over—those bright, sparkling eyes in the night quickly revealed the girl's identity.

"Pine branch?!" Yosei Kurusu, disguised, exclaimed in surprise.

The girl immediately turned around and ran across the green pedestrian crossing, her pretty ponytail swaying in the light.

"How did the pine branches arrive so quickly!"

She was like a large golden retriever that had found its owner, joyfully rushing towards the boy.

Jun Matsue opened his arms and held the idol tightly in his embrace.

How dare you say that to me?

Yosei Kurusu raised his head and grinned as he lifted the brim of his hat.

"I'm not that famous, I don't need to save it for last~"

She didn't say much, but simply took off her baseball cap, stretched her neck, and leaned close to the boy—

From her neck and cheeks to her earlobes, and from her chest and cuffs to her arms, the girl twisted her body and head, rubbing herself all over.

"...What are you doing?" Jun Matsue asked with a smile.

“Matsue definitely knows—” Miss Idol tilted her head back and gave a haughty snort.

Just in case, let me put my scent on you first!

Chapter 830 The world of Laiqiyang will not change

Outside Shiodome Station are towering buildings and complex overpasses. Pedestrians exiting the station hurry toward a shopping mall not far away. Young men and women embracing by the intersection seem to have been abandoned by Tokyo and are trapped in their own little world.

"Alright, alright." Jun Matsue turned his face to the side, letting the idol rub against him.

"How long are you going to keep mooching off Kurusu?"

"Of course, I have to make sure the pine branches are imbued with my scent!" Yosei Kurusu said with a smile.

She stopped what she was doing and sniffed the boy's ear and cheek—Matsueda Jun blinked and remained motionless as she examined him.

"The taste is quite clean~" The girl released him with satisfaction.

"Although it smells like mint, not pine, at least you cleaned it properly, which is commendable."

Jun Matsueda glanced at the crowd stopped at the red light not far away, took the hat from Miss Idol's hand and put it on his head.

"So what do I taste like?"

Actually, the boys had been curious about this for a long time—girls always seemed to be able to smell all sorts of scents on him, but he himself couldn't smell them.

"Hmph~" Yosei Kurusu's pink ponytail swayed behind her head, and she winked mischievously.

"I can't quite put my finger on it, but it's just a taste that makes me happy."

Matsueda Jun shook his head helplessly, pulled her back into his arms, and looked around.

"Kurasu just finished recording a program, shouldn't we walk a bit further away first?"

He certainly didn't want his peaceful Christmas to end up being disturbed by paparazzi and fans.

“Sure~” Miss Idol hugged him and pointed to the commercial street at the far end of the road.

"I'm hungry too, let's go get some dinner!"

So Jun Matsue took the girl's hand and walked away from the station, the two passing by rows of modern-style buildings.

"So why did Kurusu choose to 'leave early'?" He shook the warm little hand he was holding. "Was it okay with the production team?"

"It's okay~" Kurisu Yosei said with light steps, "I've finished recording my part, you can leave the rest to Tachibana-nee."

"But it's all the pine branch's fault!" she suddenly glared at.

The girl let go and jumped forward, then turned to face the boy and backed away.

"I originally left early because I was planning to remove my makeup, redo my look, and then surprise you at the entrance of Shiodome Station!"

Miss Idol pouted her glossy pink lips slightly, "But Matsueda Jun found out beforehand—and you surprised me instead!"

"Then what should we do?" Jun Matsue looked at her exquisitely made-up face with a smile.

"How about we pretend we haven't met yet, and I run back to the station and do it again?"

Kurusu Yosei rolled her eyes cutely. "What's the point of that!"

"Never mind~~" She unbuttoned her coat, stretched, and confidently showed off her gorgeous figure.

"I hope the pine branch knows I look beautiful today~"

The boy blinked and looked her over—

Today, Miss Idol is wearing a long, pure black coat with a hem that reaches her knees. The wide sleeves are big enough to cover most of her hands. The velvet texture shows three-dimensional light and shadow under the light, making her look both high-end and warm.

It looks a bit like a bathrobe or the kind of loungewear your aunt would wear, but the cut and fabric are very special—especially the wide and long folded collar, which gives the girl a cool and stylish look.

However, after Kurusu Yosei unbuttoned his shirt, his inner attire turned out to be surprisingly simple—

She wore a pure white round-neck camisole with a low neckline, which just covered the girl's proud and perky bust, revealing her complete neckline and the fair skin around her collarbone.

She wore a pair of pure black knit shorts, the fabric of which was close-fitting. However, they weren't the kind of seductive, homey style with a V-shaped hem that accentuated the hips; instead, they were the simple and lightweight style of athletic shorts.

Further down, the skin of the thighs was slightly covered by the open hem of the coat.

The idol's thighs were smooth and fair, with a healthy, slightly fleshy look, but unfortunately, the boys couldn't appreciate them too much—pure cotton gray thigh-high socks wrapped around the girl's legs, the striped knit texture making them appear longer, and the hem of the socks had a flared, wide design, somewhat like the slouch socks that sexy girls like to wear.

"How is it? Doesn't it look great?" Kurusu Yosei smiled and put his hands on his hips, opening his coat even wider.

"I know Songzhi will be very tempted, but you can't do such intimate things in public, okay?"

"...Do you take me for some kind of high school boy whose brain is only filled with his chest?" Jun Matsueda raised his eyelids slightly.

However, the girl was right. Although she dressed simply, her beauty didn't need any embellishment.

Wearing a tank top and shorts perfectly accentuates her healthy and vibrant figure—coupled with her flawless youthful face, she's the most eye-catching presence wherever she goes.

"She is beautiful..." Jun Matsue looked her up and down again.

"But isn't your outfit a bit strange? Wearing something like this in winter..."

Yosuke Kurusu jumped back to his side, took the boy's arm, and continued walking towards the shopping street.

"It's not that cold today! And this coat is very warm!"

"..." Jun Matsue glanced at the shapely vest clinging to his arm, "Your coat is pretty strange too."

"The coat was a free gift I received this morning when I did a promotional photoshoot for a fashion brand~"

The idol girl let go of the boy's hand, buttoned up her coat—she put her hands in her pockets, and gave her boyfriend a cool and aloof expression.

The girl's composure crumbled the next second. "How is it? Doesn't it look high-fashion? The photographer kept praising how photogenic I am!"

“It does look pretty good from this perspective.” Jun Matsueda nodded.

"Because it's so comfortable to wear, I didn't change it after the promotional photos were taken~" Kurusu Yosei said, pulling her neckline open a little, her movements resembling those of a nymphomaniac—

"As for what's underneath, that's my undershirt when I wear my performance outfit on stage. Since it wasn't cold, I just put on my coat and came out."

"I see." Jun Matsue pressed her hand, which had been lifting her collar, back down. "Looks like I'm troubling you again, Miss Tachibana."

"It's just asking her to take a couple more outfits back to the office~" The girl flashed her white teeth, her smile as mischievous as a child's.

"Let's not talk about this anymore!" Kurusu Yosei looked at the large area of ​​bright yellow light belonging to the commercial street in front of him.

What are we having for dinner?

"What would you like to eat, Kurusu?" Jun Matsueda's gaze quickly swept across the shops on the street.

"There seem to be quite a few yakitori restaurants around here, wanna try some?"

"No!" Miss Idol shook her head without hesitation. "If I'm going to eat chicken, I'd rather have fried chicken!"