Am I being simulated by their love affair?

"Cai-chan is not a puppy, so you shouldn't trust your nose too much." The director's grandmother smiled.

The two of them began to move around in the bed and smell their own scent, which was obviously very good.

"I ran into the charity performance team when I came back at noon. I felt that the sister leading the team was quite nice, she was a good woman!"

The two of them were thinking the same thing until they fell asleep, that is, they would reduce the contact between Yamami Maki and Matsueda Jun in the future...

The next morning, Tomatsu Tomoka lifted the quilt and stretched, revealing her flat belly and her fair skin highlighted by her neckline.

Mochizuki Yao was curled up under another quilt, still sleeping soundly.

She walked outside and saw Jun Matsueda jogging around the orphanage outside the fence. When she arrived at the cafeteria for breakfast, Jun Matsueda was already sitting with the others. His hair was covered with water, probably because he had just taken a shower.

"Jun-kun got up very early." Tomatsu Tomoka sat down opposite Matsueda Jun.

"When I was at the welfare home, I had to conduct inspections every morning to eliminate any hidden dangers in the surrounding area." Jun Matsueda took a bite of the fried egg.

The little girl sitting next to him looked up at him, her eyes full of admiration. This was her prince.

Halfway through breakfast, Mochizuki Haruka walked in, rubbing her eyes. She subconsciously walked over to Matsueda Jun and wanted to sit on his lap, but when she saw Tomatsu Tomoka sitting across from her, she came to her senses and found another place to sit.

Matsueda Jun glanced at Mochizuki Haruka. She lowered her head to eat breakfast, and only her small ears, red like maple leaves, could be seen.

After breakfast, Jun Matsueda went to the dean's office first to report his recent situation to the dean's grandmother.

"Current grades...school ranking...deviation value...competition...homeroom teacher...part-time job...summer vacation plans..." He rambled on and on.

The old woman sat in the rocking chair, not saying a word, nodding silently. She waited until Matsueda Jun finished his report before she spoke.

"Xiaochun, I don't have anything to worry about you anymore. It was thanks to you that Yuji got through yesterday. After all, I'm old now, and this kind of problem can only be solved by a brother like you."

"Now, I'm just worried that you're working too hard. Don't put all the pressure on yourself, okay?"

Jun Matsueda smiled shyly.

Thick clouds blocked the sunlight. Today was a rare day in summer when the weather was suitable for going out. Jun Matsueda took the two guests for a walk around the welfare home.

"There's a small park here with some recreational facilities. I used to bring Cai-chan and the others here to play."

"That's the primary school closest to the orphanage. I also went to school there."

The three of them walked over and saw a photo of Jun Matsueda on the bulletin board at the school gate. Jun Matsueda was a small figure, still very short, holding a baton and wearing a red ribbon on his head.

"So cute!" Tomatsu Tomoka couldn't help but moan.

"Come to think of it, almost all the schools and alleys around here have traces of my battles." Jun Matsueda sighed as he looked at the dark corner not far away.

"Fight?" Mochizuki Haruka began to ask, without taking his eyes off the photo of young Matsueda Jun.

"Well, children in welfare homes will more or less be bullied by their peers. Now it's my turn to step in and enforce justice." Matsueda Jun clenched his fist and showed it to the two of them.

"Jun-kun was still young at that time, right? Wouldn't he be unable to defeat him?" Although the incident had long passed, Tomatsu Tomoka was still a little worried.

"It's not a big deal if it's one on one, but if there are a lot of people, you'll still get beaten up."

"Who has hit you?" Mochizuki Haruka pretended to look at her phone, preparing to send a message.

"I have forgotten it a long time ago. Besides, if I was beaten, I would go straight to the teacher to complain. I am an excellent student and the teacher will not let them go." Jun Matsueda smiled brightly.

"But if this goes on for a long time, we will make enemies." Tomatsu Tomoka frowned.

"So after I entered junior high school, I never did it openly again."

"What about secretly?"

"Then a legend began to spread around the area. There was a guy wearing a baseball cap and a mask, dressed all in black, roaming around the nearby school. It was said that he was a juvenile delinquent who had committed murder and had escaped to this area. He was ruthless and only picked fights with bad boys. He had no rivals."

"During the three years I was in junior high school, the juvenile crime rate in the neighborhood dropped by more than 60 percent. The Public Security Bureau should give me a banner." Jun Matsueda gave a thumbs up to show his worth.

"It's still too dangerous." Tomatsu Tomoka sighed, and Mochizuki Haruka nodded in agreement.

"There's nothing I can do." Matsueda Jun suddenly broke into a run, quickly stepped onto the wall in two steps, climbed up the wall with one hand and stood up. "This power is the reason I'm king!"

The three retreated before the security arrived, and Mochizuki Haruka and Tomatsu Touka took away all the photos of Matsueda Jun on the bulletin board.

"Matsueda, have you never thought about finding someone to adopt you before?" Mochizuki Haruka suddenly asked. She had originally considered asking her aunt to adopt Matsueda Jun as a "son-in-law."

Matsueda Jun continued walking, "You might not know this, but adoption is essentially prohibited in Japan. Children without care are sent to welfare institutions. So-called adoptions are 'special adoptions,'" he said. "Only 500 to 600 special adoptions are established each year, yet there are nearly 30,000 children living in welfare institutions."

Matsueda Jun had already researched these things. Japan has one of the highest adoption rates in the world, but over 90% of adoptees are young people in their twenties and thirties. This is related to their social culture and institutions.

"Of course, based on my conditions, a special adoption relationship is definitely possible. When I was in elementary and middle school, the presidents often came to me, but I rejected them."

Matsueda Jun continued, "As for why I refused. I originally thought about finding a wealthy person to adopt me and then quickly take over the business, but this still takes time. If I just use the pocket money given by my adoptive parents to support Aya-chan and the others, it actually doesn't make much sense."

"Because that's not what they really need. If I'm gone, who will protect them when they're bullied? If someone like Yuji is worried and doesn't want to talk to adults, won't he give up his future if I'm not by his side?"

“So I want to be their protector.”

The three of them walked into the orphanage again.

They quietly entered Yuji's room. The boy was still sleeping with a frown on his face. It seemed that he didn't sleep well last night.

"Why? Why did you abandon me like this?" He asked confusedly in his dream, and Matsueda Jun silently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The three of them walked to the door and prepared to leave.

Jun Matsueda looked up and saw the sign of "Mitaka City Welfare Home".

"This is their dream, broken, dark, struggling and painful."

"So I must not do this. I must show them a golden, powerful, and warm dream."

"Tell them that even if this happens, we will go all the way."

"Walk to victory."

Chapter 26: Stealing Others’ Fans

Jun Matsueda was sitting at the ticket gate with a crowded crowd in front of him. This was his third night working at club seata and a group was about to perform.

"Can you check the tickets right away? I want to see Midori Mineshima as soon as possible!" A girl squeezed in front of him, looking very anxious.

"Okay~ I'm very sorry, due to network problems, our equipment is a bit slow in checking tickets. Please understand——"

Jun Matsueda said this very naturally. This job was not difficult. Under normal circumstances, the machine would automatically check tickets and let people pass. He only needed to pay attention to abnormal situations.

However, because the performance venue is underground, the network conditions are often poor, so many abnormal situations occur.

It has been four days since he returned from the welfare home. While doing this job, Jun Matsueda is looking for a part-time job during the day. However, he is always rejected for various reasons, which is very strange.

Let’s just do the job at hand first.

"Can you please hurry up! I'll be sad for a long time if I don't see Midori Mineshima for a moment!" someone in the back row shouted, and many people echoed.

The performance was by a male group, so most of the people who came were female fans. They looked weak, but they shouted very loudly.

"The performance will start in three minutes. Is the equipment ready?" The crowd began to make noise, and the security guard next to him was sweating profusely.

"Ticket checking has started!" Someone stared at the screen on the ceiling of the hall. The ticket gate started working again and everyone rushed forward.

"Please don't crowd, it may cause accidents!" The security guard shouted with a loudspeaker, but it was of no use.

Wave after wave of people rushed to the front row, finally breaking down the people in the front. Several girls were forced to throw themselves on the machines, screaming.

Jun Matsueda quickly stood up from his position, stood in front of the crowd, and opened his arms to protect the fallen girl.

The crowd was separated as if it had hit a reef, and the price was that Jun Matsueda's hat, which was used as a staff member's identification, fell to the ground.

"Excuse me, are you hurt?" Jun Matsueda put down his arms and asked the three or four girls hiding behind him.

"It's okay, your venue staff--" The girl who fell to the ground was about to get angry, but suddenly stopped talking.

"So handsome..." someone in the crowd said, and the hall suddenly became quiet.

Jun Matsueda turned around and found that his face had appeared on the screen showing the ticket checking progress.

"Even more handsome than Midori Mineshima..." Someone said this, but the people waiting for ticket checking nodded subconsciously, and then they remembered that they were fans of Midori Mineshima.

"Time is running out. Please line up in an orderly manner for ticket checking and entry. Please don't push or crowd, okay?" Jun Matsueda took the loudspeaker from the security guard and said.

"Okay~" the girls in line responded softly, as if they were responding to their idol.

After a few minutes, the entire team finally entered the venue. Matsueda Jun found his hat and wanted to put it back on. The supervisor came over and said, "Matsueda-kun, you don't need to wear your hat anymore. It will be more convenient for us to guide the people when we leave."

Jun Matsueda nodded, patted his hat, and put it on the table. Performance time was the most relaxing time for him, so he sat back in his seat to rest.

However, just a few minutes after sitting down, someone walked out from the entrance and exit passage.

"Hello, how can I help you?" Jun Matsueda walked towards her.

The girl was wearing a purple-black skirt, holding a cheering light stick in her hand, and hesitating.

"Well, my seat is at the very back, and I thought that instead of squeezing with them, I might as well come out and see the ticket inspector."

Jun Matsueda was a little confused. Didn't he pay to see the show? Why did he come out to see him?

"Can I chat with the ticket inspector?" the girl asked expectantly.

"This..." This was not within his job scope. He turned to look at the supervisor next to him, and the man made an "OK" gesture to him.

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?" Cell phones are not allowed during work hours, so just chat.

"What's your name?" the girl looked very excited.

"Just call me Matsueda." Jun Matsueda looked at the girl who was getting closer and closer.

"Okay, I don't think I've seen Matsueda-kun here before." The girl added "Mun" very naturally.

"I'm a high school student, and I'm just here part-time during the summer vacation."

"Hey, so this is DK (Boys' High School)? I'm a college student, which school are you from?" The girl became more enthusiastic.

"......" Jun Matsueda looked at her with a wary look.

"Oh, sorry, I asked too many questions." The girl was about to explain when someone else came out from the passage.

"Fujiri! You clearly told me you were going to the bathroom, but you ended up here!" She seemed to be the girl's companion.

Jun Matsueda expected his companions to take the girl away, but he didn't expect the two of them to say a few words and then come over again.

The chat room opened, and in order to reduce the number of questions they asked, Jun Matsueda had to initiate the conversation. Fukasato and her companions were flattered. He was handsome, spoke well, and was willing to chat with them. Isn't that much better than the idols on the stage?

The two of them took out their phones from time to time to send messages in the group. After a while, more and more people came out, and they even lined up consciously, chatting for only five minutes each.

Jun Matsueda glanced at the smiling supervisor beside him. Had the nature of this job changed?

"Aren't you responsible for checking tickets? What are you doing?" A familiar voice sounded in Jun Matsueda's ears.

"Hey! If you want to chat with Matsueda-kun, you have to line up at the end of the line!" Fukada, who came out first, has now become the venue staff who is maintaining order.

Mochizuki Yao glanced at her and the girl stopped talking.

"Do you have the ability to travel through space, or can you clone yourself? Why can I see you everywhere?" Matsueda Jun was almost used to it.

"We just acquired this company and came here to inspect the work tonight." Mochizuki Haruka's expression was as ordinary as if he had bought a crepe on the roadside.

"So why are you here chatting with women?" she asked relentlessly.

"My supervisor told me to do this." Jun Matsueda shrugged.

Very good, Wangyue thought, I will fire this damn supervisor tomorrow, just find any reason.

Another person came out of the corridor. The woman looked young and quite pretty, with a sign saying she was a working actress.

She is the agent of the performance group.

She walked to the front of the team, and without looking at Jun Matsueda, she turned around and bowed to the team.

"We're very sorry that tonight's performance didn't satisfy all of our fans. To make amends, we'll hold a special handshake event for Midori Mineshima on another day. With your ticket voucher for this show, everyone can chat with Midori Mineshima for three minutes for free. We hope everyone will continue to support us and Midori Mineshima!"

If they hadn't seen Jun Matsueda tonight, the girls would have started screaming by now. However, now, as Jun Matsueda listened to them casually, the corners of his mouth turned up at some interesting point, which was ten thousand times more charming than the smile produced by the industrial assembly line on the stage.

So, in order to prove their innocence to their new idol, someone in the team started shouting.

"Psycho, just because you're a woman means you're a fan of your Minejima Midori? I bought a ticket to come in just to see my Matsueda checking tickets!"

Chapter 27: Jun Matsueda lost his last job

Buying a ticket just to be checked?

This was said as if the money had to be spent. The agent's face turned a little ugly, and she felt that her sincerity was insulted.

She absolutely could not lose her composure in public, so she took a deep breath and turned to face Jun Matsueda.

"You're disturbing our performance here, get out!" the woman said in an aggressive tone.

She looked around like, "Where's security? Where's security?"