Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

At least now it's more reassuring than when she used to purse her lips and shed tears.

But it was Asada, whom he met at the beginning, who put him at ease, because any thoughts in his heart would be written on his face.

Surrounded by people like Takikawa and Hayakawa, it's inevitable that Asada's personality would be corrupted.

"Wait!" Suddenly remembering what might happen at school, Ito's hand holding the chopsticks paused abruptly. "At this time, Mori should have already prepared breakfast."

He pointed to himself and said, "What am I supposed to do then?"

"That's something Ito should be thinking about, after all, it's not me who betrayed his girlfriend..." Asada finished the last of his breakfast.

How could this be?

“You can also accept breakfast for both of you~” She held up the plate, tilted her head and winked at Ito with her right eye, “Anyway, Ito is such a romantic guy.”

"Or I could tell Chinatsu directly, but I think the considerate Ito wouldn't do anything to hurt a girl."

"Right?"

Damn it, Asada's twisted sense of humor is not cute at all!

......

To avoid conflict with Mori, Itō considered faking illness to ask for leave.

However, considering the stage play rehearsal this afternoon, he had no choice but to abandon the idea.

"I made rice balls for breakfast today, senior." Mori was waiting for Ito at the door as expected.

"Thank you." Ito took the breakfast from Mori with the hand that was holding his schoolbag.

"Something's not right." Mori's canvas shoes crunched over the fallen leaves as she suddenly appeared in front of Ito, scrutinizing him with a suspicious look. "Senpai, did you do something to betray me?"

“You…” Ito was first surprised by the other party’s keen insight, then immediately frowned, “What strange things are you thinking about?”

"Something's fishy," she deliberately drawled, poking Ito's wrist with her finger. "You're definitely hiding something from me—"

"Otherwise, my senior wouldn't have said thank you, and he certainly wouldn't have responded to me so quickly."

I was really that bad before... I think I went a bit too far.

Besides, I'm not an impolite person.

Just as Ito was having this thought, Mori suddenly took a step back and spread his hands to the sides. "Oh well, that's just how my senior is. I'm used to it."

"I'm so sorry." Ito lowered his head.

"Relax, relax." Mori stood on tiptoe and patted Ito's shoulder. "No matter what you do, I will forgive you."

This situation is really bad. Ito stared at the curve of the other party's eyes. If he were to tell the truth, he would simply be handing over his weakness to the other party.

"I did nothing to wrong you."

"Pretending not to see my message is also a betrayal of me." Mori leaned over, hands on his hips. "That's a despicable act of ignoring my feelings."

"sorry."

Although I didn't know what I had done wrong, I blurted out "I'm sorry" in that atmosphere.

“So…” Mori’s eyes turned sly, “senpai, you’ve admitted it, haven’t you? You’ve admitted to doing something you’ve wronged me.”

She leaned close to Ito, sniffed him, and her eyes suddenly turned dangerous. "It smells like another girl."

"Tell me, is it Takikawa-senpai or Asada-senpai?" she asked, adopting the demeanor of a famous detective.

Ito's heart skipped a beat under her scrutinizing gaze.

“So…” she deliberately dragged out the last syllable, teasing Ito’s nerves.

"So..." Ito's heart was in his throat.

"Ah!" Mori suddenly shouted, his voice rising abruptly, startling the sparrows that were perched on a branch eating bread crumbs into flight.

"You, you, you!" Mori stammered, his hand trembling as he pointed at Ito. "Could it be that after that day, Asada-senpai and Senpai... you two...?"

"That despicable thief, absolutely unforgivable!"

Chapter 133 He preserved his innocence!

Beneath the pink and white cherry blossom branches, Ito, questioned by the girl, stood awkwardly in place, attracting strange looks from passersby.

Ito could hear their whispers, and he had already accepted his terrible reputation.

There's nothing we can do about it, even if we don't accept it; similar situations happen every few days.

He was certain that some elusive "bird on a branch" was hiding nearby and had taken a picture of the scene, and would soon post it on the forum.

"You bastard!" A sudden shout rang out, and a burly man with an open collar rushed towards Ito and his companion from a distance.

"Huh?" Ito pointed at himself. "You bastard, me?"

"Senior doesn't understand himself well enough." Mori commented after hearing Ito's words.

The boy looked aggressive, and his face still had stubble on it. For a high school student who had just come of age, his growth hormone levels seemed a bit too high.

“That’s right, I’m referring to you.” The boy swung his fist at Ito.

Ito frowned. He didn't recognize the man in front of him at all; this was utterly hopeless.

He was about to throw a punch in retaliation when a tremendous force suddenly came from his waist.

Mori threw herself into his arms, causing him to fall to one side.

Before Ito could react, Mori's concerned words reached his ears, "Ito, are you alright? Why didn't you dodge just now!"

I was about to dodge, but you beat me to it.

But before Ito could finish speaking, Mori suddenly stood up and pointed at the boy who was standing there dumbfounded, "Tanaka, what are you trying to do!"

She couldn't suppress the anger on her face.

"I...I..." The man with a full beard, called Tanaka, stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean'!" Mori didn't give the other person a chance to explain. "Do you know that your behavior is hurting your classmates? As far as I know, a socially hopeless person like Ito-senpai would never have anything to do with you."

"He's the kind of guy who can only live with vending machines."

Why is this guy secretly cursing at me?

Ito, who had just gotten up, was taken aback by Mori's words. Although Mori was trying to help him, something still felt off.

"I simply can't stand what this scum is doing. It's not just me; a whole group of people around me can't stand it either." Tanaka pointed angrily at Ito. "He's a complete scoundrel."

"What does that have to do with you?" Mori's tone turned cold. "Besides, I can be with whoever I want."

Shouldn't you argue that I'm not a scoundrel at this point?

"I..." Ito was about to explain when Mori waved his hand, interrupting him.

"Senior, you don't need to say anything more, let me handle this." Mori picked up the broken rice ball from the ground, his expression growing increasingly gloomy. "You..."

As the surrounding temperature grew colder, Ito realized that Mori was truly angry.

If it were him, he absolutely couldn't stand having his breakfast, which he painstakingly prepared early in the morning, ruined.

"Smack!" Mori suddenly threw the rice ball at Tanaka's face, the seaweed bits sticking to his stubble like a handful of expired black sesame seeds.

"Go back and tell that guy who encouraged you that if he bothers me again, I won't hesitate to kick him out of this school!"

After speaking, she grabbed Ito's hand and quickly walked away.

Ito stumbled along with her, almost losing his grip on the instrument case containing the butterfly bass he was carrying on his back.

"Wait a minute." Ito broke free from Mori's grasp and turned to Tanaka.

"Senior..."

"If you cause any resentment in that person's heart," Ito said, his obsidian-like eyes blazing with murderous rage, "I'll make you pay the price."

“Tanaka Daigo, a junior from Class 2 (C).” Ito deliberately slowed down his tone when he said the last two words.

What if that distinguished butterfly buyer changes their mind about buying the product because the custom case containing the butterfly bass is damaged?

Then he really will do something that Tanaka Daigo will never forget.

Tanaka's Adam's apple bobbed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he could only stand there, watching their departing figures.

"Tanaka, what's going on?" A figure slowly walked up to Tanaka and patted Tanaka's shoulder.

"He..." Tanaka's words lingered as he recalled Ito's actions just now, "He's very strange."

"Strange?" The newcomer frowned.

“Hmm.” Tanaka nodded. “In his eyes, I seemed to see the rest of my life, a future where I’m barely clothed and have to work for others for free.”

......

Mori and Asada walked to a corner with slightly less foot traffic. She stopped and turned back to stare intently at Ito's face.

"If I hadn't actually noticed that my senior was a bit anxious, I would have thought that Tanaka was a plant he had hired."

"...How could you have such a thought?"

"Sigh~" Mori sighed, "Because my senior is capable of doing anything to avoid trouble."

"Besides..." Mori looked up and reached for Ito's collar, removing the rice grains stuck to his clothes under the other's surprised gaze. "Senpai probably can't eat breakfast anymore."

"It's still my fault as a girlfriend," Mori said to herself. "To let my boyfriend be satisfied by a philandering cat who only dares to sneak away, really..."

"Damn it!" she exclaimed, raising both her fists.

Seeing the other party's current state, Ito momentarily felt that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

But the lingering pain in his lower back constantly reminded him of this.

Mori said it was to "save" himself, but the impact was far too severe.

It's hard not to suspect that the other party is taking the opportunity to retaliate.

"Don't look at me like that, senior." Mori narrowed his eyes, warning Ito with his gaze, "I absolutely did not intend to punish you, senior, absolutely not."

"It's not convincing at all."

"Is it not convincing?" Mori's violet pupils swirled in their sockets.

"That--"