Am I being simulated by their love affair?

"It's not because they signed a contract with me, it's not because they need me to make money, it's just because I simply like it—this is the kind of home that makes me feel most at ease."

The boy nuzzled her cheek.

"I can't bear to let the living go."

The girl's bright eyes narrowed with a smile as she lifted her leg and wrapped it around the boy on the bed, looking exactly like a beautiful octopus.

"If Songzhi were to stay with me, I would feel much more at ease here."

"..." The boy blinked casually, his hands silently reaching down to touch her smooth waist.

Jun Matsueda didn't intend to engage in any post-dinner exercise to change the subject. He tickled the idol girl's waist—the girl immediately giggled and sat up.

"Pine branch is cheating!"

"It's not time to rest yet." The boy carried her off the bed. "We haven't finished touring the second floor yet. Yang Shi, show me around first."

"There's nothing much to see here," Yosei Kurusu said as he walked out the door.

"However, Matsue can indeed visit that dressing room."

Back in the corridor, heading towards the room at the other end, Jun Matsue, the girl in front, raised her hand and untied her energetic ponytail, letting her long pink hair fall freely.

"Right here—"

The idol turned around and pushed open the door, a faint fragrance mixed with the scent of conditioner and detergent wafting towards the boy's nose.

The room had no windows; a row of soft lights shone from the ceiling, illuminating the wardrobes that were either open or closed. The boy sniffed—the faint scent of leather and fabric became more pronounced as he got closer.

"It looks very impressive." His gaze swept over the rows of dark-colored, brightly glossy wooden cabinets.

It's very similar in style to the walk-in closet at the Mochizuki Mansion, so it seems that my aunt definitely bought this house.

"Is this the coat you wore before?"

Jun Matsue discovers a familiar piece of clothing—a black coat resembling a bathrobe that his idol wore when they met at Christmas.

“It’s that bathrobe!” Kurusu Yosei reached out and ran his hand over the hanging clothes.

"All the endorsements I received after signing with H&M are listed here—"

The girl suddenly raised her left hand again, pointing with the movements of a ballet dancer to the wardrobe embedded in the wall on the other side.

"These are the costumes I wore during the performance; they're much more glamorous!"

"Hmm..." The boy's gaze lingered among the rows of sparkly skirts and pants before quickly stopping.

"Does Songzhi like this one?" Miss Idol looked over and touched the elaborate long dress hanging there with her fingers.

"I also wore this on Christmas Day when I was on a TV show. I wore it when I met a very senior and respected person, so it left a deep impression on me."

Jun Matsue nodded. "I was quite impressed with it too."

Last Christmas was his first time with Yosei—that night, when Yosei appeared on the TV screen wearing a gorgeous and elaborate pure white dress, Idol Girl herself was kneeling in front of the sofa in a bodycon sweater, busy serving pizza to a boy.

Therefore, it's impossible for his impression not to be deep...

Yosuke Kurusu winked at him—the girl quickly realized what her boyfriend was thinking, she playfully licked her lips, and picked up the long dress and held it against her body.

"Shall I put this on and show it to Songzhi?"

There's no dressing room in the walk-in closet, or rather, the walk-in closet itself is the dressing room.

Watching a popular idol undress without any covering in front of you, changing into her glamorous stage costume for the sake of sensual pleasure, is enough to make anyone lose their composure...

So Jun Matsue was very tempted, hesitated for a while, and then chose to shake his head and refuse.

"Forget it, it's not really appropriate."

After all, it's in a walk-in closet, and not even your own home, so playing these kinds of games feels a bit strange.

“I think so too!” Kurusu Yosei nodded and put the long dress back.

"It's really not a good idea to do it now. With Songzhi's strong stamina, it would definitely take most of the day to finish..."

"Let's rest a bit more afterwards, because it will definitely be dark by the time we wake up—we can't waste such a precious day off for just the two of us!"

“Our perspectives seem to be a little different…” Jun Matsue looked at her nonchalant face.

"But it doesn't matter anyway." The boy turned to look at the doorway.

"Living room, bedroom, walk-in closet... I feel like I've seen everything worth visiting. Should we also see the basement?"

"Yes!" Miss Idol pushed him out of the room.

"The most interesting part is downstairs. There's a practice room that doubles as a gym, as well as music rooms and a small recording studio—if you want to know what makes this place better than Wakaba Town, it's the basement level..."

The two of them, shuffling in slippers, made light footsteps as they walked towards the basement, only to reappear on the second floor half an hour later.

"I didn't expect there to be a guitar and drum set in the music room..." This time it was Jun Matsue who pushed open the bedroom door.

"That Pearl drum set wasn't cheap either; the agency really knows how to spend money."

"Matsugi doesn't understand, does he?" Kurusu Yosei pulled his hand and skipped back to the bedroom.

“These instruments aren’t for me; they’re for the people living in the house. When I leave, new artists will move in—thinking about it that way, isn’t buying some instruments a good deal?”

"Do any people in your company receive the same treatment as you?"

"Not yet." The girl proudly puffed out her chest and took off her clothes.

"After all, I was one of the first to join the company, and also the one with the most potential—the single album I released at the beginning of the year sold faster than some top-tier singers!"

The boy watched as she stripped down to her underwear, and said, "Why am I not surprised at all?"

"Besides the songs being really good, the special merchandise is also a big reason why it's so popular..." Yosei Kurusu said, burrowing into the covers and yawning.

"Isn't Songzhi planning to take a nap?"

"I'll pass." Jun Matsue also got into bed, leaning against the headboard next to the girl.

"But I can keep you company during your afternoon nap."

The girl smiled sweetly, then snuggled into bed and took out her phone to look at it.

"Hmm...it's not even one o'clock yet, Songzhi, wake me up at 1:30."

The boy nodded. "Just half an hour of sleep?"

"I'm not gazing at the moon! Half an hour of sleep is enough." The idol turned to her side, bringing her cheek close to her lover's body.

"Pine branch, wake me up on time—once I'm awake, let's go for a drive together!"

"Good~"

The room quieted down, and a few minutes later, the sound of soft, peaceful breathing could be heard—the girl always slept very well.

Matsueda Jun quietly looked at her profile, and the sunlight streaming onto the bedding also carefully slowed down, as if afraid of disturbing the two of them.

The boy took out his phone and started watching videos of his idol's recent performances—half an hour passed quickly, and he took off his headphones and gently shook his girlfriend awake.

"Mmm..." Yosei Kurusu groggily opened her eyes and nuzzled against her boyfriend's waist.

"It's 1:30?"

"It's 1:30." Jun Matsueda gently pinched her cheek.

"Miss Yangshi, it's time to take me for a drive."

"Mmm—" The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly as she moaned to wake herself up. Her fair arms reached out from under the covers and wrapped around her lover's waist.

"Give me a good afternoon kiss!"

After a passionate kiss, the boy carried his girlfriend out of bed—at 2 p.m., Yosuke Kurusu got into the driver's seat of the Subaru BRZ and gripped the steering wheel with great enthusiasm.

"Where are we going this afternoon?" Jun Matsue, in the passenger seat, put sunglasses on her.

The girl stepped on the gas, "Let's go for a drive on the beach!"

A light pink sports car drove out of the villa and headed towards Tokyo Bay.

The sun was shining brightly at the end of April, and the traffic on the city streets was sparkling. After getting on the Capital Expressway Line 4, the light pink sports cars that had been behaving themselves at the traffic lights began to accelerate happily.

"We'll see the port's coastline in twenty minutes!" Yosei Kurusu expertly shifted gears and announced to the road ahead.

"Don't drive too fast," Jun Matsue said, glancing at the navigation on her phone. "Why are we going to the beach?"

"Nothing much!" Miss Idol winked behind her sunglasses. "Just a simple drive around—"

"It doesn't matter where we go, and there's nothing to do, we'll just drive along the coastal road!"

"If we come across something fun or a scenic spot, we'll stop and explore it before continuing our journey!"

“This is quite interesting.” Jun Matsueda pulled on his seatbelt and sat up straight—he was getting excited.

"Right, right~" Yosei Kurusu smiled, facing the sunlight on the hood of the car. "Doesn't it feel just like in the movies?"

"It's a pity I didn't buy a convertible." She looked up at the roof of the car.

"The feeling of driving a convertible with the sun overhead and the sea breeze in your face is even more exciting!"

"How about we buy a convertible for our next car?" the girl gave her boyfriend a tempting look.

"A convertible sports car?" Jun Matsue blinked. "Those aren't cheap."

"Don't let yourself spend all the money you've earned as a singer on buying a car after only a few years."

"Fine, I'll spend it!" Miss Idol said with a grin.

"Even if I'm penniless and can't even afford to pay the rent for Mochizuki, Matsue will still save me a bedroom, right?"

"..." The boy nodded helplessly.

"Is the mortal world really the type that spends money like water as soon as it gets rich?"

"I still have savings! Don't underestimate my earning power..."

As they chatted, the pink Subaru drove onto the coastal highway in the port area. Soon after, Miss Idol stopped the car by the roadside—she opened the car door and took a deep breath of the wind.

"It tastes like the sea!"

Junya Matsueda got out of the car and looked at the girl on the other side—

Yosei Kurusu leaned against the gleaming car body, her pink hair billowing in the wind, her white sun-protective jacket billowing into the shape of the wind, radiating youthful energy.

"Why did Yang Shi get off the bus here?" The boy looked across the road, where the towering DS Coast Building gleamed in the sunlight.

"It's the former JINIAS building..." he thought of Miss Idol's old employer.

"Would you like to go up and take a look? Perhaps pay a visit to the president?"

“JINIAS headquarters is no longer here,” Yosei Kurusu shook his head.

"It's not because of what happened with Masahiko Sakurai that SG is targeting me—after all, I ran away," the girl explained.

"The headquarters has been here for quite a few years, and many departments and artists have moved to the new office building in Shibuya. Last year, JINIAS officially announced the relocation of its headquarters due to business development needs."

"It was the president who messaged me about it." She smiled. "It's a good thing that I wasn't affected by SG."

Yosei Kurusu turned to look at the building behind him. "So I just came back to take a look and try to recall the impressions from back then."

Jun Matsueda held up his phone. "Shall I take a picture of you?"

The girl immediately turned around, naturally leaning her upper body on the roof of the car, revealing a bright smile.

Let's take a few more pictures!

After taking the photos, seemingly feeling a bit hot from the sun, the idol unbuttoned her sun-protective clothing, revealing a black short-sleeved top underneath—the close-fitting fabric accentuated her graceful figure, making her look even more dashing and charming.

Yosuke Kurusu climbed into the car. "Let's keep going!"

The boy looked at the photos on his phone, smiled, and got into the car. The pink Subaru soon set off again, continuing its journey along the coastline.

From 2:30 pm to 6 pm, the two drove around, stopping and starting as they pleased.

From the secluded waterside Hamarikyu Gardens to the bustling Tsukiji Fish Market on the shore, followed by a French patisserie next to the Akashicho Bridge…

After exploring the coastline, they continued their journey deeper into the area—Matsueda Jun switched to the driver's seat and drove into the reclaimed land in Koto Ward, where the sea outside the car window changed from narrow to vast and open.

As the sun's shadows slanted and the heat of the sun gradually subsided, the pale pink sports car finally came to a stop. The young man and woman sat on the pier of Ruozhou Seaside Park—the sound of waves crashing against the concrete pillars beneath their feet, and the sea reflecting the sunset sky before their eyes.

Yosei Kurusu nudged her boyfriend's arm.

"When I left the Tokyo tour and said goodbye to Matsueda, was it a scene like this?"

Jun Matsue shook his head, temporarily looking away from the magnificent seascape.

"It was cloudy that day, and the sunset wasn't as beautiful as it is today."