Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

On the corner of the table, the little Hachi doll dressed in a maid outfit, with its perpetually terrified expression, sat upright.

Beside it was the pink Polaroid camera that Mori used to take photos during the cultural festival.

Mori's wardrobe was open, and Ito immediately spotted the maid outfit she had worn at the cultural festival.

The exquisite maid outfit was carefully hung in a corner.

Suddenly, the screen shook violently!

A slender, fair hand reached into the frame from outside the shot, carefully placing the phone vertically at the angle between the baseboard and the floor, with the camera tilted slightly upwards.

Next came the soft sound of slippers scraping against the wooden floor, growing fainter as it faded into the distance.

Mori's silhouette flashed past the right side of the camera; she wore her signature bun hairstyle and simple black pajamas.

She glanced at the camera first, and then when she looked up again, her expression suddenly changed.

"Hurry up and go find Ogawa!" Mori shouted at the empty space, pushing his hands forward sharply to the right, the sleeves of his black pajamas sliding down to his elbows.

Is she rehearsing?

Is this a scene from a stage play?

Ito watched Moriue intently in the video; Ogawa was the alias of the monster in the stage play script.

"There are no 'buts'!" She raised her voice, her tone urgent and firm, as if interrupting the other person's hesitant explanations. "She's been waiting for you. Is it really okay not to go see her?"

"That sentence obviously means that they hope you will go to her!" She suddenly raised her voice, her bun hair falling to one side as she moved, revealing loose strands of hair at the back of her neck.

The night breeze blew in through the cracks in the window, ruffling the hem of her pajamas, while she stared at the empty wardrobe, her gaze resolute.

"Go find her, Xiaochuan... she's waiting for you."

She used almost all her strength to write those last few words.

At the same time, she once again made a gentle yet firm pushing motion towards that void, her fingers trembling slightly in mid-air.

In the video, she seemed to be watching an unseen figure disappear into the "doorway".

She remained frozen in place, her hand raised in a gesture of gentle push, motionless for a long time. Time seemed to stand still.

The night breeze rustled through the curtains, making a soft rustling sound, the only noise in the room.

He stood there motionless for a long while, then finally squatted down weakly, muttering, "...Idiot...I told you not to apologize..."

Just when Ito thought Mori's performance was over, he heard a very faint sob.

In the video, she slowly, very slowly, raised her head and turned it toward the phone camera.

Her violet eyes were tinged with moisture, and tears welled up at the tips of her eyelashes, trembling as if about to fall.

She opened her mouth as slowly as a silent film, and her lower lip was bitten white by her teeth.

"I...I also want to...be with you forever..."

Chapter 130 The Aftermath of Emotional Disappointment

"Who wants to be with you forever?"

Suddenly, a weight, warm from body heat, pressed down on his right shoulder. Asada's head rested on his shoulder, and he squinted at the video that had already finished playing.

It gives off a feeling of being caught cheating.

"It's nothing." Ito tried to put his phone away, but Asada stopped him.

"Is it really okay not to reply to Chika?"

Is it really okay to message her at a time like this? I don't know what problems this might cause, but my gut feeling tells me it's best not to.

"No need." As Ito spoke, his phone vibrated in his palm.

"Did Chinatsu message you? Aren't you going to check?" Every word Asada said was full of concern. "After all, she's your girlfriend."

What exactly did Mori say to them? How come everyone knew she was his girlfriend?

It's clearly fake, but he just can't refute it.

"What are you two doing?" Xinye walked out of the recording studio and asked, looking at the two people who were frozen in place.

“It’s nothing, I’m watching Ito and his girlfriend—” Asada hadn’t finished speaking when she saw Ito open a chat window with someone else while she was replying to Shinno.

That bastard dared to do that!

Just as her fist was about to touch Ito's waist, she heard him explain, "It's Manager Saionji."

The fist that was meant to punish the scumbag could not be taken back, like water spilled on the ground.

Ito groaned as he was hit by a fist, and looked at Asada in confusion.

But the other person seemed to realize that they had done something wrong, and lowered their head, not daring to look Ito in the eye.

As long as he doesn't look me in the eye, then he won't blame me; Asada follows this rule.

There's no time to mourn Asada's misdeeds; now approaching him is Naoto Shinno, who could make him rich overnight.

Xinye looked at the two guys' strange behavior with a strange expression, and hesitantly said, "I've already sent the sample song to your email."

"Ok."

"What's going on here?" Shinno couldn't contain his curiosity, after all, Asada had only said half of what he wanted to say.

He really wanted to know what came after the word "woman".

From his perspective, he couldn't see the fatal blow Asada launched against Ito, so he was somewhat confused by this sudden change.

Ito glanced at Asada, who was escaping reality, and recalled the sudden action last night, secretly understanding what was going on.

The special days each month should have a continuity.

"I accidentally got bumped in the stomach by a Snorlax that hadn't eaten enough."

Asada's ears turned red instantly, and she looked up at Ito with a resentful expression.

Shinno, standing behind them, couldn't see Asada's movements. He asked in confusion, "Snorlax?"

“Yes, Snorlax.” Itō repeated, then looked at Asada’s sulking face, “After eating a lot of food, it will happily fall into a coma. Its day can be described as eating and sleeping all the time.”

"That's not the problem. The problem is, how did Snorlax end up in my house?"

"Snorlax doesn't necessarily have to be a Pokémon," Itō said, contradicting himself.

Unable to understand the other person's thought process, Xinye chose to give up on the topic. In order to keep himself from knowing what was happening, he even used encrypted terminology.

"Now that the song has been recorded, what about the instruments? Has Ito decided which one to choose?"

They'll probably choose a drum kit, a keyboard, or pick an electric guitar for Asada.

“Yes, of course.” Ito walked straight to the corner where the musical instruments were placed.

"So it really is an electric guitar?" Shinno glanced at Asada's reaction after seeing Ito's action.

But as Ito got closer, Shinno's gaze became increasingly strange. It wasn't a place to play electric guitars, but rather a place to play bass.

"Did we go to the wrong place? Ito can play bass?" Shinno muttered under his breath.

“No.” Asada watched Ito’s movements. “Ito’s bass playing is the best in the world.”

Xinye didn't take the "most amazing" evaluation seriously; he thought it was just an over-the-top, subjective rating of his partner.

Based on his assessment of Ito, since he had learned keyboard and drums, as well as composing music, even if he had mastered some bass, he wouldn't be very strong.

At best, he's on par with the drum set player; he could never reach the level of that bassist with the blue mullet tail, Rin Iketani.

Based on the options provided by the store manager, Saionji, Ito immediately decided on his target: ...

He held the Fodera Imperial Elite 5 in his hand; even at a discount, this butterfly bass was enough for him to eat barbecue for half a year straight.

The custom-framed Fodera dual-coil pickup is hidden beneath the tiger-striped veneer. The single-cut curve is hand-polished to fit the curvature of the forearm while revealing the natural light brown grain of the wood.

"That's a bass, a five-string bass," Shinno reminded him, even though it was unlikely that Ito had mistaken the instrument.

If the other person genuinely wanted to give Asada an electric guitar but ended up choosing a bass instead, then he would truly be a sinner.

"I know."

He chose this bass precisely because of its unique design. Although every year some people buy an electric guitar but end up with a five-string bass instead, he would never do something so foolish.

The Butterfly Bass from Fodera features a butterfly logo on its neck that shimmers with iridescent light.

Ito liked it very much, not only because of its price of 200 million yen, but also because of its excellent condition.

Five-string basses have only been produced by Butterfly Bass in recent years, and given that Xinye isn't a bass player, this bass is in exceptionally good condition.

It could fetch a good price, and according to the store manager, Saionji, someone wants to buy this bass, but they haven't found one in satisfactory condition.

That 99% new female-used sword in Ito's hand would definitely satisfy him.

In any case, after Ito's careful inspection, he found no flaws on it.

......

After leaving the Niino store, the store manager, Saionji, successfully sent the buyer's contact information to Ito.

Judging from the profile picture, the other person should be a young girl.

"Ito, who are you chatting with again?" Asada glared at him angrily.

"A wealthy person who can ensure we don't have to worry about money lately."

"Huh?" Asada's expression turned strange, her face constantly changing, before she snatched Ito's phone and hid it behind her back.

"No! Absolutely not! Ito, you can't do this!" She closed her eyes tightly. "Even if it's for going to a maid cafe, you can't agree to something like that!"

"I... I can eat less, or I can go find a job." Asada bit her lower lip. "I'll prepare the money for the maid cafe."

“So…” her voice carried a hint of compromise, as if she had obtained consent, “you shouldn’t, you shouldn’t go.”

Just then, her phone lit up, and Asada's hand happened to tap the message from the buyer: "Tomorrow at 4 PM, at the store manager's shop in Saionji to have the instrument inspected."

Upon hearing this, Asada's eyelashes trembled violently, and she awkwardly handed the phone back to Ito.

Ito watched with interest as the other person moved like a quail. "So... don't go to what?"

The backdrop for flirting in Chapter 131