Am I being simulated by their love affair?

He knew that since moving to Wakaba Town, his senior and Ikuka had met quite a few times.

Their apartment is west of Yotsuya Station, while Yamami's YM Entertainment is east of Yotsuya Station. The straight-line distance between the two is only a little over one kilometer, making it very convenient to meet up.

"Actually, my sister really wants to see Jun-kun." Yamami Maki looked hesitant.

"But I have a feeling she won't treat you very well..."

The boy immediately understood what she meant.

"She knows about what happened at the apartment?"

The girl nodded.

When Ikuka Yamami supported their relationship, she had no idea that Jun Matsueda planned to become a philandering scumbag who cheated on his wife with several women...

She thought that her younger sister, who had left her family to pursue freedom and love, would at least be able to get engaged to her lover—at worst, it would just be a love triangle involving the little princess of the Mochizuki family, right?

—Recalling her older sister's complicated expression in the coffee shop, Yamami Maki's smile became somewhat awkward.

“Because my sister said she wanted to come and see our apartment—I felt it would be hard to keep Tsunku a secret from her, so I explained a little…”

“You did nothing wrong, senior.” Jun Matsue grasped her hand in return.

“Miss Yuka knew about my relationship with Tomatsu and Mochizuki before. If she wanted to investigate, she definitely wouldn’t be able to hide our cohabitation from her.”

"So even though she's angry, I still have to go see her," the boy said with a smile.

"Otherwise, wouldn't my image in my older sister's eyes become that of a philandering, cowardly man who's too afraid to see her?"

“That makes sense…” Yami Maki nodded.

"So senior doesn't need to worry too much—since Miss Yuka is still meeting with you normally, instead of taking you to the car and dragging you back to the Yamagami family, it means that she is only pretending to be angry and doesn't intend to do anything."

"Mmm!" The girl nodded much more lightly.

After all, the smiles she wore when talking to her sister about their relationship and life were definitely genuine.

"Should I send her a message first?" Yami Maki picked up her phone. "Just say that Tsun-kun is coming with me this time."

“No problem.” Jun Matsue straightened his collar with a serious expression.

"Before I leave, please help me pick out an outfit. It should have a mature and sophisticated feel."

The girl chuckled softly, and a parrot sunbathing on the balcony flew over following the sound, perched on the coffee table, and sized up the two people leaning against each other.

"It's not like I'm going for a job interview, there's no need to dress so maturely~"

She tilted her head and leaned on her boyfriend's shoulder.

"And I just love the youthful yet dazzling Chun..."

The boy gently rubbed against her soft, warm earlobe. "From childhood to adulthood, not many people have ever described me as naive or immature."

Yamami Maki smiled again, and she stood up to look at the sunlight outside the balcony.

"A cloud is drifting over; it doesn't seem so hot anymore."

"Shall we head out now?" Jun Matsue followed her gaze.

"This is just when Ginka-ya starts its sales, isn't it?"

The girl stretched gracefully in the sunlight.

"Let's head out now!"

After putting the lively chicks with fluttering wings back into their cage, the two, now dressed casually, left the apartment and went to the flower shop next door first.

Holding a small bouquet of pure white jasmine given to her by her boyfriend, Yamami Maki returned to the street, her smiling eyes curving like a bright crescent moon.

"What beautiful jasmine~" She lowered her head and gently sniffed it.

"It has a very refreshing scent."

"Just like a senior student," the boy holding her hand added.

The girl's mint green skirt swayed more joyfully as she turned her head to look at her lover's eyes, which shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Speaking of which, there's something that's been bothering me a little..."

"uh-huh?"

"After we started sharing an apartment, Jun's way of addressing the other people gradually changed—"

“Yoshi, Natsumi, Tomohisa, Haruka…” Yamami Maki listed them one by one, “Why do you always call me senpai?”

“Hmm…” Jun Matsueda blinked and stopped at the intersection.

"Because a senior is a senior."

The girl paused for a moment, then puffed out her cheeks, looking adorable as if she didn't know whether she should be angry or not.

The boy chuckled happily and led her across the zebra crossing.

"Just like how my senior said she liked my youthful self, I also like my senior who is still my senior—but if she wants to change how she addresses me, I'm fine with that too."

"Actually, I quite like the feeling of Jun calling me senpai..." Yami Maki's cheeks flushed slightly, which stood out against the backdrop of the pure white jasmine in her hand.

"But changing the way you address me doesn't feel so bad either," she thought for a moment.

"How is Maki? When it's just the two of you, is that what you call me, Jun-kun?"

Jun Matsue nodded. "Just like you call me Jun?"

"Hmm~" The girl's hand naturally moved upwards, and the action changed from holding hands to linking arms.

"Shall we try calling it now?"

"...Moji?"

Yamami Maki's eyelashes trembled.

"Moji."

"Moji, Moji..."

The boy read it softly, his tone gentle, and his arm was quickly shaken—the senior girl, holding flowers, leaned softly against him.

"I feel even happier than I expected..."

"Senior is so innocent..." Jun Matsue whispered mischievously in her ear.

"Should we change how we address each other in bed too?"

The girl gave him a helpless glare.

"Don't say such embarrassing things..."

Holding flowers, Maki Yamami and her boyfriend shared a gentle kiss in a street corner before continuing on their way. They soon arrived at a newly opened wagashi (Japanese sweets) shop next to the temple. The owner was a kind-looking elderly woman who seemed to have recently retired.

"Hmm..." Looking at the exquisitely presented wagashi (Japanese sweets), the girl swallowed the sample in her mouth and whispered to her lover beside her.

"The quality is very good, and it goes well with tea. I think my sister will like it."

"But it's a bit expensive..." she pursed her lips, looking troubled.

"If I buy these things frequently, the salary I get for helping the professor might not even be enough."

“Isn’t Maki looking for an internship? I’ll go with you,” Jun Matsue replied with a smile.

"I'll use my salary to buy you wagashi (Japanese sweets), and Moki will save her salary to buy herself pretty clothes—I feel so full just looking at my beautiful senior."

Maki Yami chuckled in front of the counter, and the shopkeeper, an elderly woman, looked up at them with a kind expression.

A few minutes later, Jun Matsue walked out of the shop carrying several bags, with his senior following beside him, looking at the blue bags in his hands.

"Tsun-kun didn't really need to buy such expensive things for his sister..."

"What 'jewel'? It's just a high-grade grape coated in sugar frosting. It's not worth four hundred yen a piece!"

The key point is that Tsunku didn't buy it for himself, but for his older sister—Yamami Maki felt it was better to let her sister try something cheaper than to have her boyfriend spend 4,000 yen on a box of sweets.

"It's alright." Jun Matsue smiled and shook the bag.

How can he see his girlfriend's adorable face when she feels sorry for him if he doesn't buy her something so expensive?

The senior's charm is like the jasmine in her hand—it's delightful at first sight, and the more you savor it, the more fragrant and lingering it becomes.

"This is a necessary investment, isn't it?"

Chapter 900 His and Her Tender Stroll

At six o'clock in the evening, Jun Matsueda pushed open the door of the coffee shop next to Yotsuya Station. The sunset glow above the street fell on his face, carrying a fading warmth.

Holding the open glass door open, the boy turned around and watched his girlfriend walk out of the coffee shop carrying a gift bag. The girl waved to her older sister sitting deep inside the shop, and then followed him.

A sudden evening breeze blew in her face, and Yamami Maki gently exhaled and took the arm of the person next to her.

"Finally over~~~"

"Indeed." Jun Matsue smiled and took the bag from her hand.

"Every time I met Ms. Yuxiang's gaze in the store just now, I felt like she wanted to cut a piece of flesh off my face."

"It's not that exaggerated..." The girl tightened her grip on his arm.

"Didn't my sister also bring us some snacks?"

The boy picked up the bag, looked at it, and immediately shook his head.

"A single serving? I wouldn't dare eat that."

Yamami Maki smiled, pursing her lips. "Anyway, my sister can't see it, so I'll just secretly feed it to Jun later~"

As she spoke, she took a step forward and glanced back at the coffee shop.

The clean floor-to-ceiling windows offered no view of guests, only the reflection of the magnificent sunset and the distant silhouette of YM Entertainment's headquarters.

The girl blinked and pressed her body even closer to her boyfriend's arm.

"Although my sister wasn't very happy, she kind of reluctantly agreed, right?"

"I wouldn't call it approval," Jun Matsueda said, relaxing.

“Since we are all willing to accept this kind of life, Miss Yuxiang must know that her objection is meaningless.”

—At five o'clock in the afternoon, when they entered the coffee shop near YM Entertainment, Ikuka Yamami, who had just finished get off work, was already sitting by the window, waiting for them.

Aside from the brief initial greetings, the woman spent the entire hour asking about Jun Matsueda's current relationship status and life in the apartment, and her expression was, of course, not pleasant.

However, perhaps it was because the jasmine flowers her younger sister held in her arms were beautiful, or perhaps it was because the wagashi (Japanese sweets) she received were of very good quality—or more likely it was because of the undisguised concern for her lover on the girl's face…

After a long chat, Yamami Ikuka paid for their coffee and then calmly announced that it was time to see them off.

"Won't my sister tell Dad and Grandpa?" Yamami Maki asked, still a little worried as she walked along the road.

“Miss Yuka doesn’t seem like the type to ‘tell on parents’,” Jun Matsue shook his head.

"Besides, there's no point in doing this, since she doesn't intend to bring you back to the Yamami family."

"That's true." The girl nodded in relief, then smiled as she held her flowers.

"In that case, I've passed the final test with Jun-kun."

The boy raised his arm, making a powerful victory gesture.

"Not coming home for dinner tonight? Shall we have something nice to celebrate?"

"Hmm..." Yami Maki's gentle smile held a hint of cunning in her eyes.

"Yuhua said a new Italian restaurant opened near the station. Shall we sneak in and try it out?"

“What do you mean by stealing?” Jun Matsueda squeezed her fingertips. “It’s not like I can only go with her.”

The newly opened Italian restaurant is located at the intersection in front of Yotsuya Station. After reserving a table for an hour later and leaving flowers and a gift bag, the two walked out of the restaurant with a relaxed air and strolled along the street.

The sun hasn't set yet; this is a rare and beautiful moment in Tokyo. Dinner can wait; it's better to enjoy the view first.

As people left work, crowds poured out of the station, and the traffic at the intersection, bathed in the glow of the setting sun, became congested and sluggish—but none of this concerned the young men and women walking on the sidewalk.

Looking at the surging traffic blocked by her boyfriend, and then at the bushes dotted with yellow and white flowers on her side of the road, Yamami Maki felt a little lighter.

They were strolling along the green park outside the tram tracks—without a destination or in a hurry, and if they were lucky, they might catch the weekly football match on the park's sports field later.

"The living environment here in Yotsuya is indeed much better than in Mitaka," the boy walking beside her remarked.

"Managed green parks, various flower shops, cafes and temples, as well as restaurants, dessert shops, post offices and beauty salons..."