Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

"What are you going to do?" Ito instinctively shrank back, which aggravated his wound and made his expression look ferocious.

"I told you not to move!" Takikawa raised his voice and, in front of the whole class, unbuttoned four buttons on Ito's shirt, revealing his obviously muscular right shoulder.

"Hiss~" It wasn't Ito who gasped for breath because of pain, but rather the students watching who all made the same sound.

They have successfully contributed to global warming efforts.

Ito maintains excellent professional ethics in everything he does.

So even when he heard the exclamations of his female classmates and felt the obviously malicious look in the eyes of his teacher, Mr. Toji, he remained in character.

The mask of pain on his face was never removed; a seriously injured patient must look like a seriously injured patient.

But Takikawa is really ruthless when it comes to settling personal scores!

Under the guise of bandaging his wounds in a small theater scene, they almost pinched the skin on his shoulder until it bled.

Even while enduring excruciating pain, he still fulfilled his responsibility as an actor and delivered his lines.

"What are you doing here...?"

"Let's see if you're dead or not. If you're dead... then I won't worry about being stripped of my medical license." Takikawa tied a bow on his shoulder with his handkerchief. "As for if you're not dead..."

Her delicate fingers gently brushed across Ito's right shoulder. "Then the wound is more important than the household registration."

Ito remained silent and did not reply. After dressing himself, he picked up the samurai sword (Totsuki-sensei's enchanted teaching stick) from the ground and walked out of the dilapidated temple (classroom).

.......

It was finally over. As Ito tried to wipe away the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, a sharp pain shot through his right shoulder.

Anna Takikawa!!!

"Leaving the classroom during class?" The NPC, President Nagano, who appears periodically, holds a notebook recording violations.

Does this girl really not need to attend classes? How come she's everywhere?

Seeing that Ito had no intention of explaining, she picked up her pen, intending to write down Ito's sins in her notebook.

"stop!"

It's obvious that this isn't a normal procedure, and Ito doesn't believe it's free of personal bias.

Nagano's pen hovered over the paper as she waited for Ito's explanation.

But I won't explain it in the past, and I won't explain it now!

Ito, thinking himself domineering, opened the sliding door and stepped inside, leaving Nagano with only a disheveled back view.

Want to get points deducted? Have you asked Mr. Toji about his retractable teaching stick?

"Oh? Ito-kun is back." Ms. Toji was surprised to see Ito. "I thought you would dismiss yourself early to go to the convenience store to buy bread."

I did have that plan originally, but it was ruined by a woman who likes to wear black stockings.

He handed the pointer to Ms. Toji, who was wearing black stockings and a bodycon skirt.

"It feels great." He stretched out his hand holding the pointer and said this from the bottom of his heart.

But Rie Totsugi clearly misunderstood Ito's meaning, and the pointer landed with a "thud" on the wooden floor.

She stumbled back three steps in a panic, crashing into the blackboard. The red glasses that were meant to give her a sophisticated, mature look now revealed obvious terror in her eyes, and her movements were quite exaggerated.

“Ito-san!” Her voice suddenly rose, “I am a teacher, and you absolutely cannot have such thoughts about a teacher.”

"And teachers and students also cannot..."

Ito stared at the pointer that had rolled to his feet; he was powerless to correct Mr. Toji's words.

Anyway, she's been acting unreliable for quite some time now.

Besides, he wouldn't be interested in a woman who has the body of a child but is already in her thirties!

The indifferent reactions of the surrounding classmates also show that they have become accustomed to this kind of thing.

"Teacher, the principal said that if you continue to harass students, he will cancel your bonus this year," a student timidly reminded him.

After this conversation, Rie Totsugi looked disappointed. She returned to normal, picked up the pointer from Ito's feet, and resumed her 'normal teaching'.

After waiting quietly for a while, the bell finally rang, and Ito had never felt that a class was so long.

As expected, there was more than one student misbehaving in the classroom, which resulted in a clip of Ito exposing his right shoulder during class being uploaded to the forum, even from multiple camera angles.

Ito took out the bento box that Asada had prepared for him from his backpack, but Takikawa, unusually, did not move his seat.

The other party's greed never disappeared; they simply shifted their target temporarily.

Ito shifted his body slightly, using his arm to block the connection between Takikawa and the bento.

"Your gaze is making the bento box in my hand very scared. Could you please leave?"

"Where did you get this lunchbox?"

If Takigawa hadn't been staring intently at the croquettes in his bento box, he might have genuinely thought the other person was curious about the origin of the bento.

"Aren't you going to get your lunch from Xinye?"

"He took the day off this morning and won't be back until the first class this afternoon."

Why did you come back?

Just ask for one day off.

"Because there's a stage play rehearsal this afternoon, he said he absolutely couldn't miss it." Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to his position, Takikawa reached his wicked hand into Ito's bento box.

"Got it!" She put the perfectly fried croquette between her hands and put it into her mouth, her hands still greasy. "Asada's cooking is just so delicious."

Seeing the other person squint their eyes happily, Ito decided to look for somewhere else; this guy next to him was too dangerous.

Even though they knew the bento was made by Asada, they still went to the trouble of asking.

Seeing that Ito was about to change his position, Takikawa hurriedly grabbed his collar, "When the mini-theater ended, Ms. Totsugi was very satisfied, so she decided to grant you a request."

"What request?"

Takikawa swiftly snatched a cherry tomato, saying, "I don't know, the teacher told you to go find her yourself."

Chapter 136 The Treasure That Needs to Be Hidden

After finishing the lunch bento that Asada had prepared for him in a secluded corner known only to him, he realized that...

Alone, he sneaked into a place he absolutely did not want to set foot in, carrying his butterfly bass.

He raised his hand and gently tapped the door with his knuckles, producing two muffled "bang, bang" sounds.

"Please come in." Nagano Sae's signature cool voice came from inside the door.

Ito took another deep breath, turned the cold doorknob, and pushed the door open.

Nagano was engrossed in his work and didn't notice that it was Ito who had walked in.

Ito didn't want to bother the other party. If it caused a bad chain reaction, then the plan to store the musical instruments would not have even started before Ito felt it was time to call it a day.

The main problem was that Takikawa's gaze was too strange, and he was genuinely worried that the other person might not be able to control his inner impulses and would do something illegal or disorderly.

Then give him a verbal check, saying something like "I will definitely pay you back later" to appease him.

Since she's already burdened with debt, taking on another Butterfly Bass role is a piece of cake for her.

After all, it's not that the other party is incapable of repaying the loan; they just aren't at the moment.

Seeing that the visitor had not spoken for a long time, Nagano could no longer be busy with official business, as that would make the chairman seem too unapproachable.

But when she looked up and tried to force a smile, she saw Ito sitting on the sofa for guests, eating fruit on the coffee table.

"What are you doing here?" Nagano's attitude changed completely; her tone suddenly turned cold, and the temperature seemed to drop as well.

If someone marries Nagano, they could probably save on air conditioning costs in the summer.

“Unless there’s nothing else important,” Nagano Sae said, placing her hands on the table, her chin slightly raised, adopting a businesslike and aloof demeanor, “please do not disturb my work.”

She didn't even give Ito a chance to make a request before directly telling him to leave.

My request was indeed a private one, so it would be normal for the other party not to agree.

But apart from Nagano, he really couldn't think of anywhere else that could guarantee Butterfly Bass's safety 100%.

Only the student council president, who doesn't have to attend classes, can provide Ito with an unquestionable sense of security.

"Please do me a favor," Ito finally said, forcing himself to speak.

“I won’t help.” Nagano Sae refused decisively.

"..."

Although he had expected the other party to refuse, it was too fast. Almost the moment he made the request, he doubted whether the other party had really understood him.

“President Nagano…” Ito was unwilling to give up. He stood up, walked straight to the chair opposite Nagano Sae’s desk, sat down, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice, “Now you are the only one I can rely on.”

“If you continue to harass me without reason, I don’t mind putting your name on the list of people who will be publicly criticized throughout the school next week.”

"Besides..." she paused, then changed the subject, a hint of barely perceptible mockery flashing in her cold eyes, "You can talk to your girlfriend; that would be more appropriate to say that to her."

Mori probably doesn't even know he's going to sell his bass, let alone whether the other party can properly safeguard it.

Ito's failure to reply to the other party's messages, coupled with his angry attack this morning, made him instantly change his mind.

In addition, there are photos circulating on the forum showing his right shoulder exposed during a small theater performance.

Although the other party didn't say anything, the noticeably increased frequency of message sending said it all.

It seems this is the only tactic we can use.

“If you want to threaten me with photos from a maid cafe…” Nagano Sae lowered her head slightly, adding a shadow to her eyes, “Then please do as you please.”

The same method should not be used twice; this is basic professional ethics.

“If you’re trying to use ‘accompany me to a maid cafe at a comic convention’ as leverage, you don’t need to ask,” Nagano Sae continued coldly, “I paid for that.”

Ito opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He couldn't refute what Nagano said, and it was precisely because of the generous reward that he ended up accompanying her to the maid cafe.

However... he has more than just these two simple pieces of information that can threaten the other party.

"I can also reveal my identity as a VTuber online, which gives me a convenient excuse."