Am I being simulated by their love affair?

“Living in Mitaka has its advantages,” Jun Matsueda remarked, following her toward the celebrity cafeteria.

So what should the living do?

"Nothing can be done!" Miss Idol's answer was unwavering.

"I never intended to keep my relationship a secret forever."

"Some fans are already spreading rumors about my relationship. Once 'Moon Love Story' is released, I'll officially announce it."

The boy clapped softly beside her, "So open and honest, truly worthy of being called Miss Yangshi."

The girl winked mischievously, like a clever fox peeking out from the bushes in spring.

"Actually, it's also to generate buzz for the new song~"

Holding their lunch, Jun Matsue sat down by the window. He glanced at the shrunken streets and buildings below and handed the bowls and chopsticks to the girl beside him.

"So why is Kurusu's new song called 'Moon Love Story'?"

“It’s a love letter from the moon.” Yosei Kurusu said with a hint of smugness.

She placed the main course and salad between the two of them, then served her boyfriend a small bowl of clam and cauliflower miso soup.

"Think about it—if I were the sun, then the pine branch would be the moon. 'The Moon's Love Letter' is a love letter the pine branch wrote to me~"

"Hmm..." Jun Matsue blinked and fed her a sip of soup.

"So this song is a confession written by Yang Shi from my perspective?"

"It's not really a confession..."

The girl licked her lips; the clams in spring were delicious, and the cauliflower was refreshing, leaving a lingering aftertaste.

"Just like when Matsueda wrote 'Happy End,' it was from my perspective to see our story. 'Moon Love Story' is the opposite, it's the story from Matsueda's heart."

She cleared her throat and began singing the melody she had just recorded in the studio.

"The moon wrote a love letter to the sun—its words were obscure."

"Your light is the brightest, shining and captivating."

"The lonely night sky gradually fills with stars."

"The night we met was the same~ It turns out your light has always illuminated our promise~"

Compared to the somewhat obscure lyrics, the light and melodious tune is even more captivating—even after listening to it again, Jun Matsueda's sense of amazement has not faded.

"It's definitely not because I have a 'boyfriend filter'," he quietly added.

"This demo gets better and better the more I listen to it. Could Yang Shi be the real genius composer?"

Hearing the boy's praise, Lai Qiyang happily scooped up a spoonful of seafood risotto and fed it to him as a reward.

"That's such an exaggeration!"

“And I don’t really know how to compose music right now—” She leaned in and licked the sauce off her boyfriend’s lips.

Fortunately, the two were seated by the window; otherwise, the girl's current intimate and passionate demeanor would have definitely made it impossible for her colleagues to look away when they entered the cafeteria.

"This demo was actually inspired by a melody that suddenly popped into my head while I was taking a bath—I hummed it and thought it sounded really good, so I quickly recorded it."

"The one where you ran out of the bathroom naked?" Jun Matsuoka remembered, but unfortunately he wasn't there at the time.

"Mochizuki even complained to me about it."

“That’s right~” Kurusu Yosei was clearly not embarrassed by such a small matter.

"I haven't even finished my bath yet, I'm afraid I'll forget the melody!"

“That’s normal.” Jun Matsue fed her a bite of salad.

"Although Yang Shi is not an academic, you have already mastered the most efficient way of composing music."

Miss Idol chewed her food, her cheeks puffing up adorably as she tried to suppress a laugh. She playfully punched her boyfriend's arm, scolding him for making her look so ridiculous.

After we finished lunch, taking bites one by one, Jun Matsueda took some photos of his girlfriend at her request.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the high-rise building is the city skyline. The sun shines brightly and the sky is clear. The girl in front of the window has a smile that is flawless and even more radiant than the sunlight.

"The pine branch photos are pretty good~" Yosei Kurusu took the phone and nodded his chin with satisfaction.

"Let's just put these two up..." She tapped the screen lightly as she edited the photos.

The boy watched her actions and asked, "Is Yang Shi going to post this on social media?"

"Yes, I post a check-in update on my account every day—that's how I show that I'm working hard!"

Miss Idol looked up, pushed up her non-existent glasses, and put on a serious expression.

"As Sister Ju said, now is the era of publicity. It's useless to just work hard in silence. You have to get more exposure and show it to your fans and others!"

“That makes a lot of sense.” Jun Matsueda leaned over to look at her screen.

"I just suddenly remembered what you said before about those fans who look at photos with a magnifying glass..."

"You mean this?" Yosei Kurusu blinked and tapped the photo on the screen again.

“I have experience with this. At that distance, no one would notice—a pine branch is nothing more than a sesame seed to me.”

As the girl spoke, she turned her face to the boy, holding two fingers as if she were picking up a sesame seed and placing it in front of her pupils.

"The literal meaning~"

Jun Matsue smiled. "I thought Yosei would say he didn't have that kind of fan."

"That's not necessarily true!"

Miss Idol gently lifted her chin with her index finger, looking at her own reflection in the French windows.

"After all, I'm good-looking, and I used to be an idol, so I'm bound to have some pretty enthusiastic fans."

"However, I haven't seen any of their comments, nor do they post photos that deliberately show their faces or outfits to attract fans—so they probably aren't that enthusiastic."

"Anyway, I'll just announce it officially when the time comes." The girl turned around and smiled, revealing her delicate and even teeth.

"Now that I'm in a relationship, my fans don't need to look for a possible boyfriend in my photos anymore~"

"...That sounds a bit cruel." Despite saying that, the boy's expression remained cheerful.

"There's nothing I can do about it~" Miss Idol said with a smile, taking his arm.

"I also want to pursue my own happiness!"

A few minutes later, the two entered the underground parking garage, and Jun Matsueda took the driver's seat without hesitation, becoming the idol's personal driver.

"Remember to go out through a different door later, okay?" the girl reminded her as she fastened her seatbelt.

The boy who released the handbrake raised an eyebrow. "Are there reporters guarding the main entrance?"

"It's not necessarily a reporter~" Yosuke Kurusu put on his carefully selected stylish sunglasses.

"Now that there are more artists in the agency and my fame has grown, it's inevitable that some fans will want to come to the company's door to try their luck and see if they can see their favorite artists."

“Things are different now.” Jun Matsue started the car.

The light pink Subaru sports car turned on its headlights and smoothly drove out of the parking space.

Once on the ground, the bustling streets of Shinjuku and the brilliant clear sky came into view. The boy had just squinted his eyes when a pair of sunglasses appeared in front of him.

Yosuke Kurusu took off his sunglasses and put them on him. The girl looked at the road sign in front of her, and her bright eyes sparkled.

"Don't drive the pine branch straight home!"

“I know, today belongs to the living world.” Jun Matsueda glanced at his phone.

"So it's still early, where should we go on our date now?"

"Of course, we're going to my house!"

"...Your apartment?" The boy glanced at her. "The apartment the firm just assigned you?"

Miss Idol nodded. "You haven't been to Pine Branch yet, have you? Don't you want to go and see it?"

“That’s also an option…” Jun Matsueda looked at the traffic lights at the intersection.

"Then let Yang Shi lead the way."

As his influence grew, the residence allocated to Yosuke Kurusu by H&M agency changed from an artist apartment to a detached house.

The two-story villa is located in a quiet residential area of ​​Kita-Shinjuku. After the boy drove here, he realized that it was not far from Higashi-Nakano, where his senior had rented a house.

He parked the Subaru in the garage at the entrance of a detached house. The electronic door behind him slowly closed, taking away the bright sunlight and replacing it with warm indoor light. Jun Matsue blinked and took off his sunglasses.

"It feels quite high-end."

"Of course!" Yosuke Kurusu got off the bus first and became the boy's guide.

"This building has three floors including the basement; it's not cheap considering Shinjuku's land prices."

Jun followed the girl into the front door—the lights came on, casting blurry shadows of the two on the floor of the entryway.

"Was this purchased or rented by the company?"

"I don't know~ but even if it's rented, it definitely won't be cheap~"

The boy turned around and looked at the entrance.

Considering that the firm's owners are the wealthy Mochizuki family, this house is very likely an investment by my aunt...

"Clang clang clang~" Lai Qiyang led him into the first floor.

"This side of the first floor is the living room and kitchen. Because there is a garage, the space is relatively small."

Miss Idol walked around the living room with the sofa and pointed to the stairs next to her.

“Go up from there to the second floor. There are two bedrooms. Sometimes Sister Ju will stay here after working late.”

"Besides the bedroom, there's also a very luxurious walk-in closet upstairs where the clothes sent by the brands for endorsements are stored after use!"

"Ah, there was also a shoe storage room over there in the entryway, and they stored quite a few shoes there too..."

The girl turned around as she spoke, only to find that the boy was not behind her, but standing in front of the sofa, looking around the spacious living room.

Why is Songzhi spacing out?

“…I’m looking at this.” Jun Matsueda’s gaze swept across the living room wall.

The white wall wasn't empty; besides a large television, the wall space was filled with rows of neatly arranged display shelves, displaying items related to Kurusu Yosei in an orderly fashion.

Photos from the girl's earliest performances, photos from her first television appearance, her first album with autographs, commemorative trophies from when she topped the Oricon charts, behind-the-scenes photos from her music video shoots...

The entire wall is filled with the "footprints" left by the idols along the way. All kinds of photos, albums and souvenirs shine brightly under the lights, dazzling the eyes.

"Isn't that amazing?" Yosei Kurusu puffed out her chest in front of the boy.

"This is something I specifically asked Sister Ju when I checked in, if I had any special needs!"

“This is a wall of medals in the mortal world…” Jun Matsueda said with some emotion.

If the Wakaba Town apartment is the home of the idol, then for Yosei Kurusu, this is her own little palace.

Chapter 895 His and Her Spoiled Holiday

Following his idol upstairs to the bedroom, Jun Matsue watched as his girlfriend pounced on the sun-drenched bed and rolled around happily.

"I usually sleep in the master bedroom. As for the second bedroom, there are still some of Orange's things in it, so I won't take Matsutake to see it~"

"..." The boy sat down on the edge of the bed and looked around the bright and comfortable room in front of him.

The master bedroom is about the same size as the bedroom in the Wakaba Town apartment—but while Idol Girl only has one bedroom there, she can have the whole house here.

He lay down flat and turned his head to look at his girlfriend's face, which was so close to his.

The girl's flawless features became even more defined in the sunlight, and her fluttering eyelashes reminded people of butterflies fluttering their wings.

"The company treats Yoshi very well. I feel it's a bit unfair for you to live in Wakaba Town."

"What do you mean by that?" The girl turned her head and glared at him.

"The company needs me to make money, that's why they're so good to me!"

"No matter how nice this place is, it doesn't belong to me—they can make me move out and find another place to live anytime they want."

“But Wakaba Town is different~” Yosei Kurusu smiled and hugged her boyfriend.

"My bedroom is mine. What if I ever don't want to live there anymore? Matsu might just find a way to lure me back!"