Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

"..."

Since none of these methods work, we'll have to resort to our most powerful weapons.

This is also the culprit that forced him to pretend to be Mori's girlfriend.

Seeing Ito's still confident demeanor, a barely perceptible hint of doubt and... wariness finally flashed across Nagano Sae's cool eyes.

Then, Ito placed the instrument case containing the butterfly bass on the other person's table, looking as if he were ready to die.

He feared losing money more than death.

"President..." Ito adopted a conciliatory posture, leaning slightly forward and lowering his voice, his tone carrying a hint of desperation, "If others knew you liked..."

Before Ito could finish speaking, Nagano Sae threw him out of the office along with his instrument case.

The movement was swift and decisive, giving Ito no time to react or even see Nagano Sae's expression before the wooden door slammed shut from the inside with a loud bang.

The opponent's sudden display of superhuman strength made Ito wonder if his so-called "hero saves the damsel in distress" act at the last comic convention was somewhat unnecessary.

Clutching his precious butterfly bass, Ito could only move on to find his next target.

Although some of the other party's behaviors were unreliable, they were, after all, teachers, and naturally carried the authority of their position.

Besides, the other party still owes me a request that I can fulfill.

“Ito-kun, are you sure…” The petite Ms. Totsugi looked at him, puzzled. “You want to use that precious reward I gave you for ‘fulfilling one request’… just to have me keep this instrument safe for you?”

“Yes.” Ito didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.

"Huh?" Ms. Toji raised her eyebrows high, circled Ito halfway around him, and scrutinized him from head to toe with a critical look. "Are you really, really sure, Ito-kun?"

She deliberately emphasized her words, leaned forward, and brought her face close to Ito's, trying to awaken his "reason."

"This is a very, very precious opportunity that I, your teacher, rarely grant! You can let me help you resolve a problem, and even... well, as long as it doesn't violate school rules."

"Nothing is more important to me than it."

Ms. Toji rubbed her forehead in exasperation. “It’s my fault, I failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a teacher.”

So you finally realized that? That's really something.

"I failed to teach you how to be a proper adult, so you only have these childish ideas in your mind."

Author's Note on the Launch of Chapter 137

I have an announcement to make: it will be available tomorrow!!!

I would like to thank the editor here; it was they who gave me this opportunity.

I also want to thank those who read this far, and those who voted for me with monthly tickets and recommendation tickets.

I also want to thank the people who commented on my post, but commenting right after it was posted at 5 or 6 in the morning, don't you guys sleep?

This book was originally just an idea. After reading a few books, I had a sudden inspiration and started writing it.

The problems are obvious: the plot develops slowly, and the writing is subpar. So, as you can see, the result was very poor...

It takes me four to six hours a day to write 4 words, but because I can't think of a plot, I can't even finish 4 words.

I'm the type of writer who posts as soon as I finish writing; I never have any drafts saved up. I might write 6 words a day, but the next day I'll get lazy and only write 2.

We will try our best to ensure stable updates afterwards!

Okay, okay, that's it then, Ciallo～(∠?ω<)⌒★.

Chapter 138 Teacher Toji's Preaching

Who is it that hasn't become a proper adult, whose mind is full of love? That's the childish thing to do.

"Since you insist on doing this, I have no choice but to let you come with me."

Ms. Toji stood up, carrying a bass bag that was almost as tall as her, and awkwardly walked towards the door.

Looking at the other person's red-soled high heels, Ito couldn't help but worry about her own choice.

The two walked out of the office, through the corridor, down the stairs, and along the atrium toward the administration building, until they stopped in front of a familiar wooden door.

The plaque for the student council office hangs on the door frame. He had just left here a dozen minutes ago, and now he was revisiting the place under the guidance of Teacher Huci.

"Teacher, you wouldn't..."

“That’s right, just like you think.” Ms. Toji hugged her bass bag with both arms. Ito couldn’t see her face, but he could hear a hint of expectation in her tone.

What was he expecting? Ito had a bad feeling.

"That's all the help I can give you."

After saying this, she slowly opened the door without knocking or giving Ito a chance to stop her.

As soon as the door opened, Ito met Nagano Sae's cold gaze, but his attitude softened when he saw Totsugu standing next to him.

With things having come to this, Ito could only follow behind Mr. Toji reluctantly, while Mr. Toji felt as if he were back home.

She lay lazily on the sofa, her bass bag resting on top of her.

Just as Ito was wondering, Mr. Toji suddenly began to struggle, seemingly trying to break free from the bass bag's seal.

Although she made a great effort to move the bass bag, it didn't actually budge.

"Little Sae, help me~!" Her cry for help was loud and filled with panic, "I'm going to be XX'd by the bass, come help me~"

What is this person saying? Why can language be pieced together like this?

Ito looked at Nagano Sae with a puzzled expression, wanting to observe the other's reaction, but Nagano was used to it. She just gave Ito a warning look, as if she was accusing him of the trouble he had caused.

Neither of them intended to rescue Mr. Toji, leaving the other to outwit and outmaneuver the sofa and bass bag.

But as time went by, the situation became increasingly dire, and the situation had become so critical that if it was not stopped, it would be beyond repair.

"No~ no~ save~ save me."

Fortunately, the student union office was already closed, and students don't usually frequent this place, otherwise there would have been no way to explain it.

Despite being pinned down by the bass, Ms. Toji gradually began to pant and utter inexplicable moans.

If Ito hadn't witnessed it all, he would have really thought a scandalous affair was taking place here.

"No~ No way~ I can't take it~ No~ I can't."

No, this can't be allowed to continue like this. Ito decided to take action and stop her from doing anything that would tarnish the image of a teacher.

But Nagano Sae was a step ahead of him, taking the bass bag that was being held tightly from Toji's arms.

"Little...Little Sae." Totsugi seemed to have just come from a great battle; his hair and clothes were disheveled, he was panting, and his face had an unknown blush.

Just being held down by the bassist, he managed to have so much to say.

"Teacher Totsugi," Ito called out, having already taken off her red-soled high heels and lying on the sofa, her two small feet wrapped in black stockings rubbing back and forth.

He tried to rouse the last shred of reason in the other person as an elder by addressing him as "teacher".

—If the other party has it.

"W-What's wrong? I-Ito-san~" Her chest rose and fell slightly as she spoke, her red glasses slipped down to the tip of her nose, and she was still panting.

Actually, you don't need to call out your own name. In this tense situation, it might cause misunderstandings.

Ito glanced at Nagano Sae, who was sitting next to Totsuki-sensei with a bass bag in her hand.

The other person's eyes now held disgust, indicating that they had misunderstood.

Ito gestured for her to stop, letting Nagano Sae continue her wild thoughts, knowing that her situation might become even worse than it is now.

"It's all Totsuki-sensei's fault; she's the one who brought me here." Ito irresponsibly betrayed Totsuki.

A teacher's duty is to protect their students...

Ito temporarily acknowledged some of the points Totsugu had made, but selectively ignored the latter part of his statement (protecting the students' love).

“Yes, Sae, it was Teacher who asked me to come.” Toji had recovered by now and should have returned to “normal”.

"It's definitely not because Ito kept saying he wanted to see you."

"teacher!"

Such contradictory statements, coupled with the other party's tone, make it seem like an attempt to cover up the truth.

"Nagino, this really has nothing to do with me!" Ito tried to salvage his image in the other person's eyes with a weak and feeble explanation.

The main problem is that bringing Rie Totsugi to the other party's office to stage an "adult" scene will definitely make them hold a grudge!

“That’s right, it really wasn’t because of Ito.” Totsugu shook his head, trying to clear Ito’s name.

At this point, we don't need your help!

With lunch break about to end, I didn't have time to waste with these two lively teachers and students.

Besides, she didn't want to see a certain person during this time, so Nagano Sae interrupted the two of them with a stern face.

"If there's nothing else, please leave." Nagano Sae said coldly, ignoring Totsuki's sad little eyes.

"Little Sae~" Ms. Toji said pitifully, her eyes conveying the message, "Please, please."

Unfortunately, these attacks didn't even get close to Sae Nagano.

After being repeatedly emphasized by the other party, Toji could only leave dejectedly with Ito.

They came and went in a daze, until the two of them walked in the courtyard of the teaching building, at which point Mr. Toji's dejected look changed.

"Yay! Great success!" She flashed a peace sign at Ito, wanting to take a few quick steps, but was firmly restrained by her high heels.

But this did not dampen her joy; she turned and winked at Ito.

"Teacher, am I reliable? Do I regret wasting this precious opportunity?"

"Absolutely not."

At this moment, Ito was thinking, "Did Rie Totsugi really forget the bass bag, or did she deliberately leave it there?" He personally felt that the latter was more likely.

"Huh? I've already given the bass bag to Sae, and you're still not satisfied?" Ms. Toji was very dissatisfied with Ito's answer. She pushed her red glasses up. "Do you... want me to find another group of girls to look after them for you?"

"That's wrong!" she emphasized, her tone more authoritative than usual. "No matter what, you can't have your cake and eat it too!"

"Ito, teacher, I don't want you to become a scum of society."