Am I being simulated by their love affair?

Mochizuki Hua enthusiastically explained each photo to Matsueda Jun, and he pretended to listen with great interest.

The girl in the distance looked at the two men anxiously and eavesdropped on their conversation.

"This is how Xiaoyao looked when she was learning basketball. Isn't she cute and energetic?" Mochizuki Hua pointed to Matsueda Jun, who nodded in agreement.

"It's a pity that I haven't seen Mochizuki-san play basketball yet. I like basketball too."

When Mochizuki Haruka heard this, she remembered watching Jun Matsueda flying on the basketball court from the teaching building, and Touka Tomatsu looking at her with admiration at the side of the court.

"What's so fun about this boring and reckless sport?" she began.

"Xiaoyao clearly said before that Matsueda-kun is quite handsome when he plays basketball!" Wang Yuehua frowned in objection. The two of them even had the same style of thin eyebrows.

The opportunity is here.

"So that's what Mochizuki-san said about me?" Matsueda Jun looked at the girl with a smile.

In front of her aunt, Mochizuki Haruka didn't want to lie, and the girl, unable to refute, could only leave in shame.

Listening to the sound of Mochizuki Haruka's footsteps fading away, when Mochizuki Hua stopped to rest because she was tired, Matsueda Jun asked a question.

"Sister Hua, have you seen this person?" Matsueda Jun pretended to recall and verbally described the appearance of the man in the photo sent by President Aoyuan.

"Well... do you have something to do with him?" Wang Yuehua rolled her eyes.

It has been confirmed that he is from the Mochizuki family. Matsueda Jun takes advantage of the situation to confirm his relationship with Mochizuki Haruka.

"I met Mochizuki-san when I was working part-time at a performance venue. It was crowded and I had some scratches on my body. Mochizuki-san asked him to buy medicine for me, and I wanted to thank him in person." Matsueda Jun's eyes were sincere.

"So that's how it is. He's running errands for Xiaoyao. I'm not sure where he is. You can ask Xiaoyao yourself later."

The presumption of guilt and whether there is any objection will be decided in court. Matsueda Jun decided to find an opportunity to be alone with Mochizuki Haruka later.

"Mr. Songeda." Wang Yuehua called him, stood up and looked outside the balcony.

The dark clouds that were about to gather momentum had not yet dispersed, and thunder could be heard in the distance.

"You don't seem to care about her as much as Xiaoyao cares about you." The woman turned her back to Matsueda Jun, pressed one hand on the glass door, and looked at the manor in the dark.

A flash of lightning struck the sky above the manor lawn, cutting through the darkness.

The rainstorm is coming.

Chapter 36: The Opponent of Act I

It took only a moment for the gradual drizzle to turn into a blanket of rain. The marble roof of the balcony was constantly being hammered, emitting a dense, muffled sound.

"What does Sister Hua mean?" The woman in charge of the Mochizuki family couldn't be that simple. Matsueda Jun was mentally prepared.

"Matsueda-kun is a little scheming." Mochizuki Hua turned around to face Matsueda Jun, leaning her back against the glass door, with one leg bent against the door, causing the lines of her black sleeveless long skirt to undulate.

"When Xiaoyao was here, she didn't dare call me Sister Hua, but she didn't want to upset me by calling me Aunt Hua. But as soon as she left, she started calling me Sister Hua so sweetly."

"Hmm? Am I right, Matsueda?" The woman walked to the round table again. Instead of sitting down, she stood behind her chair, holding the back of the chair with both hands, lowering her upper body, and observing him with a somewhat cold look.

Jun Matsueda was sitting facing the transparent balcony door, and Mochizuki Hua was standing in front of him, her black hair flowing along with her body. Behind her was a sky full of lightning and thunder, and a rainstorm that almost formed a continuous line.

The queen in the movie walked off the screen.

Will Mochizuki Haruka look like this when she grows up? Matsueda Jun remained calm.

"I just want everyone I come into contact with to be happy. If everyone is happy and has a good impression of me, there will be fewer problems and troubles in life, right? You know my background. After leaving the orphanage to live, I have no one to rely on, so of course I have to be cautious and choose the easy path." This was the first time that Jun Matsueda analyzed himself in front of others after leaving the orphanage.

"Don't treat me as an enemy." Wang Yuehua's expression softened a bit. "Relax, I have nothing against you. Even if you elope with Xiaoyao, it won't affect the Wangyue family's attitude and support for the orphanage."

Jun Matsueda breathed a sigh of relief. That's good.

"But I'd still be angry if that happened, and I might consider punishing you severely, like making you drift in Tokyo Bay for two days, or spending a week in the Mochizuki family's basement."

Wang Yuehua smiled and stamped her foot. The basement was right below where she was standing. "There's nothing scary in our basement. It's full of toys that Xiaoyao played with when she was a child, as well as things like rapiers, baseball bats, and horse whips that she used to cultivate her hobbies."

Even though he was indoors, Jun Matsueda could still feel the rain falling on his head. He wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead. He had never been whipped in his previous life, and he certainly wouldn't be whipped in this one!

"Aunt, please rest assured. I won't do anything to hurt Mochizuki." Matsueda Jun leaned back in his chair to give himself a sense of security.

"Just call me Sister Hua, I like it." Mochizuki Hua smiled and walked to Mochizuki Yao's seat between the two of them, wanting to move her chair and sit next to Songzhi Jun. "I'm not afraid that you will hurt Xiaoyao's body, but I'm afraid that you will hurt her heart~"

She grabbed the back of the chair with both hands and tried to lift it, but the chair didn't budge.

"Ouch, this chair is so heavy, Songzhi-kun, come and help me move it!" Wang Yuehua was helpless and lost her composure. Her cheeks flushed and she pouted angrily. "Next time, ask them to change the chair. The momentum I worked so hard to build up is gone."

Matsueda Jun didn't dare relax. This seemingly youthful and innocent aunt was also a masterful actress, her aura flowing freely. He walked over, picked up the chair with one hand, and placed it next to him, then returned to his seat and sat down.

The woman first straightened her long skirt, held the skirt down at the back of her legs with her right hand, and sat down next to Matsueda Jun. Matsueda Jun watched the heavy rain outside the balcony turn into waves in the sky under the strong wind, without looking away.

"After saying so much, Jun Matsueda still hasn't answered my question directly—you don't seem to care about her as much as Xiaoyao cares about you?"

You cunning child, Wang Yuehua told him with a smile.

Jun Matsueda's brain was working at high speed, his thoughts spreading from the solar system to the universe. He was thinking about whether it would be better to say that he cared or not.

The woman sighed. "You're so young, yet you're already so mature. Even answering a question like this requires weighing the pros and cons. I don't know how you got through this."

Responding truthfully, Matsueda Jun said, "Onee-sama can see that I have my own life and I really don't care much about Mochizuki-san."

Wang Yuehua's expression was not surprised at all. She picked up her niece's teacup on the table and took a sip. Her demeanor was more graceful than Wang Yueyao's, and the satisfied expression on her face while tasting the tea was similar, like a sated cat.

"Fortunately, you didn't give me a false answer, otherwise I would have suspected that you were trying to play with Xiaoyao's feelings."

The woman put down her teacup, her expression the most serious since they met. "This is forbidden, and it's also the only requirement. If I find out you're playing with Xiaoyao's feelings, you're dead, and I'll cut off my funding to the orphanage. This is what you care about most, isn't it?"

Of course, an entrepreneur’s responsibilities are not as important as his own family. Jun Matsueda is not surprised at all. He just wants to ask one question.

"Just don't lie to her and play with her feelings, okay?"

Wang Yuehua looked a little surprised, "What do you want to do?"

"I just think Mochizuki-san is a bit troublesome, so I want to distance myself from her. I'm afraid she might have an extreme reaction." Matsueda Jun gave his aunt a heads-up.

"Are you really not interested in Xiaoyao? Although her personality is a bit weird, she is also very charming, right?" She stared at Matsueda Jun as if she had seen a Trisolaran.

"Mochizuki-san is indeed very charming, but I'm really not interested." Matsueda Jun shook his head.

"Okay." Mochizuki Hua looked at Matsueda Jun's face for a moment, and suddenly felt that it was not so difficult to understand. "It's okay. The girls of the Mochizuki family have their own pride and reserve. They won't do anything crazy, and it won't affect the Mochizuki family's support for the welfare home. Don't worry."

I hope so.

The preparations were complete, and it was time to go find the final boss. Matsueda Jun finally relaxed and started chatting with Mochizuki Hana.

"Matsueda-kun, do you think Xiaoyao has been acting strangely lately?"

"Uh...she might have superpowers, is that weird?" Maybe everyone in the Mochizuki family will flash, not just once in a lifetime.

"Ah?" Wang Yuehua opened her mouth in surprise, revealing some of the naivety of a young girl.

Jun Matsueda vividly described to her how Haruka Mochizuki always appeared beside him silently.

"Maybe she is a ninja." Jun Matsueda made a reasonable guess. He always felt that every time the girl appeared behind him, she wanted to stab him in the back.

"Hahaha..." Wang Yuehua laughed out loud, picked up the teacup and took a sip. Songzhi Jun was also a little thirsty, but his tea was still not cold.

"But that's not what I want to ask." The woman looked hesitant and worried. She stood up and walked back and forth on the balcony twice.

"Some time ago, Xiaoyao told me that I might only have a few months left to live."

It was as if the mute button was pressed in the hall. No sound could be heard except for the howling wind outside the door.

Jun Matsueda looked at the woman leaning against the door. Her face was a little pale, as if she would be swallowed up by the darkness surging behind her at any time.

The Wangyue family's manor is still surrounded by bitter wind and rain.

Chapter 37: Transition to Act 2

Thunder rumbled and exploded over the mansion.

"Do I only have a few months left to live, Matsueda-kun?"

The woman in the black dress folded her right arm, looking exceptionally slender and soft, as if she would be struck by lightning under the dark sky at any moment.

"This is a question that is difficult for me to answer." Jun Matsueda couldn't figure out what Mochizuki Haruka was thinking, but he had some guesses.

system.

"But your expression doesn't look like you know nothing." Mochizuki Hua looked at Matsueda Jun who was still sitting on the chair.

"Mochizuki-san also told me that something might happen to Onee-sama. Maybe she had a prophetic dream and is feeling uneasy, so she wants to talk to someone, but I don't know much."

Matsueda Jun didn't intend to reveal everything. He didn't have a system and hadn't experienced the simulation, so he didn't know the specifics. Although Mochizuki Haruka had asked for his help, he didn't think he could be of any use, so he couldn't give Mochizuki Hua any hope.

"It's so hard to get the truth out of Matsueda-kun. Did our Xiaoyao learn bad things from you?"

Wang Yuehua was skeptical. She had listened to her niece's advice and had daily checkups, and there was nothing wrong with her. But every time she saw the girl's persistent and pleading expression, she couldn't believe it was just a premonition dream.

"If you were asked to choose between Xiaoyao and me to trust, who would you choose?" the woman suddenly asked. She added, "The Wangyue family is still in my hands."

Why did you ask this all of a sudden? Matsueda Jun was puzzled. This kind of question, which seemed to be vying for favor, was not something Mochizuki Hua would ask.

The woman winked at him, and Jun Matsueda realized something, then heard breathing around the corner of the stairs. Could she really be a ninja? He had to believe it.

Matsueda Jun pretended to hesitate and struggle before finally saying, "Although Mochizuki-san often confuses and annoys me, I think she is a good child."

Wang Yuehua showed an expression of unwillingness to admit defeat and said to Wang Yueyao on the stairs: "Okay, Xiaoyao, you win."

Only then did Matsueda Jun turn around and spot Mochizuki Haruka. The girl stood on the steps, her chin raised. She had changed into belted trousers, the hem of her short-sleeved shirt tucked into her trousers, making her waist appear particularly slender, and her perfectly proportioned legs visually elongated.

The girl walked downstairs, grabbed Jun Matsueda's clothes and led him out of the hall.

"Mochizuki-san, I don't have many clothes, please don't tear them."

Mochizuki Haruka let go of her hand, and the two of them entered a room that looked like a girl's bedroom.

"What did your aunt ask you just now?" She sat on the edge of the big white bed.

Jun Matsueda watched the bed beneath her sag and bounce back. What would it feel like to sleep on such a soft bed?

"Aunt Hua said she would not live long. Why did you tell her?" Matsueda Jun didn't know where to sit, so he could only stand by the door.

"The resources I can mobilize are limited. Only by telling my aunt can I make her pay more attention to her health. If something really happens, it can be discovered in time and more resources can be mobilized."

The conversation between the two seemed to tacitly acknowledge that tragedy was bound to happen.

Mochizuki Haruka noticed Matsueda Jun's predicament, moved to the head of the bed, and patted the foot of the bed, "Sit here."

Matsueda Jun didn't intend to sit down, and the girl quickly changed her mind. "No, this place... isn't suitable. Let's go to the study." Mochizuki Haruka stood up and left. Matsueda Jun turned aside to let her in, and the girl's red ears passed his eyes.

Mochizuki Haruka recalled her dreams. In the dark bedroom, she and Matsueda Jun had many stories.

The girl led him through a long corridor lined with famous paintings, and Matsueda Jun felt as if he had traveled back to the Middle Ages. Busy maids bowed and saluted as they passed by.

Coming to the end of the corridor and pushing open the door of the study, Jun Matsueda smelled the unique scent of paper books.

"My aunt said that these are all my father's collection of books. Feel free to take any you want to read." Mochizuki Haruka led the way for him, and Matsueda Jun walked around the entire room.

This was a nearly circular room, resembling a turret or tower from the outside. A row of small windows punctuated the wall, creating an oil painting exhibition depicting forests, hills, and a stormy night.

"When I was a child, I would usually come to the study when my aunt was busy with work." There was a seat under each small window. Wang Yueyao pulled out a chair and sat down. The small window above her head was painted with a pine forest swaying in the wind.

Jun Matsueda didn't say anything and chose a seat a little further away from Mochizuki. The small window above showed the sky covered with dark clouds, and the rain seemed to have stopped temporarily.

"There were words or drawings I wrote on these tables," Matsueda Jun looked down, and the girl smiled, "but I erased them all later."

Haruka Mochizuki seemed very gentle today. For some reason, Jun Matsueda was still busy looking for little Haruka Mochizuki's masterpiece on the table.

"I told you to erase them all." Mochizuki Haruka stood up, ignoring Matsueda Jun who was lowering his head, walked to the bookshelf, and stretched out his left hand to brush across the books on display.

"When my aunt is free, she'll come to my study and read fairy tales to me. The bookshelves here are filled with Andersen's Fairy Tales, Grimm's Fairy Tales, and One Thousand and One Nights." Mochizuki Haruka paused, a little angrily saying, "Even until junior high school, my aunt still thought I liked listening to fairy tales. I just saw she was so excited and didn't want to spoil her fun."

"It's obviously my aunt who likes to read it." Mochizuki Haruka turned around and returned to her seat. Matsueda Jun still kept his head down and ran to another desk.

"little Prince."

"What?" The girl didn't hear what Matsueda Jun said clearly, and the rustling sound of rain started again.

"My favorite fairy tale is The Little Prince, a fairy tale that adults can also read."

"My aunt never read it to me."

"Maybe it's because it's both mature and sad." Jun Matsueda got up and walked to the third desk, continuing to look for traces of Mochizuki Haruka.

"I said it all." Wangyue Yao suddenly felt a little uneasy. After coming to the study, she talked a lot, also to use memories to reassure herself.

"Found it!" Jun Matsueda exclaimed, pointing at the table against the wall.

"Impossible!" Wangyue Yao leaned over to take a look. "Isn't there nothing? You lied to me!" She raised her head angrily.

"Isn't it here? Look, there's a little girl—it should be you, and there's a little boy next to her, maybe your brother or something."

"I don't have any brothers at all." Mochizuki Haruka said coldly. She didn't understand what was wrong with Matsueda Jun.