Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

What kind of couples interact like this, barely exchanging a few words a day?

"You've seen how she treated me," Ito tried to correct the other person's negative perception. "From any angle, there's no emotional connection between us!"

"If we're talking about economics, then it's just about creditors and deadbeats."

"So you and Anna are already in the same state as Saito and Yamamoto?" Asada said to herself, her eyes gradually losing their luster. "A cooling-off period of conflict in the relationship, followed by a passionate rekindling of love."

"Then comes marriage, college, working together, having two children, and living together forever."

She kept going on and on about her vision of the future, and she kept refining it.

"I was Anna's bridesmaid at her wedding. When she gave birth, I helped Anna take care of her baby..."

Asada's shoulders began to tremble slightly, and her eyes were filled with despair.

"Cheer up!" Ito pressed down on Asada's shoulder.

"Baby formula, diapers, postpartum anxiety," Asada muttered to herself.

“Even if I marry Takikawa, you won’t experience any of this!” Ito tried to rouse him.

“So…” Asada looked up, her sparkling eyes meeting Ito’s gaze, “you will still marry Anna…”

"is it?"

There is absolutely no connection between these two things. Why would he insist on marrying Takikawa in the other person's mind?

"You can rest assured about that. There is absolutely no way I will be with that guy Takikawa, so there is even less chance of us getting married!"

He was talking to one girl about his relationship with another girl. It was strange, but if it could end this farce, he didn't care about anything else.

As Asada gradually returned to normal, his eyes began to dart away, and he bit his lower lip, his face revealing a hint of guilt.

"Asada." Takikawa stepped out from behind Ito and took Asada's hand. "Let's go quickly."

Completely ignoring Ito, they pulled Asada away.

When did you arrive?

Ito followed them with a heavy heart, knowing that how much they had overheard would determine their reaction.

If you listen to the whole thing from beginning to end, you'll understand that it was Asada who brought up the topic.

Although it didn't make much difference, he knew that the main thing was his last sentence.

It's clearly the truth, but it's still not a good thing.

As for the other person's reaction, he couldn't tell whether the other person had taken his words to heart.

After all, Takikawa's attitude towards him was already like that when she quickly left the classroom.

Asking him directly is absolutely out of the question; Ito would rather die than do such a thing!

The only hope is that the other party doesn't care at all.

Because they were worried that the other party might use this as an excuse to refuse to pay the debt.

So when he passed the dance club, Ito didn't even glance at the girl in the leotard.

The dance club's activity room is right next to the temporary activity room that the film club applied for.

Originally a place for practicing physical movements, and as the former headquarters of the opera troupe, it naturally holds their past honors.

The cabinets along the wall are filled with trophies, including many national-level honors.

Just like the Kendo Dragon Flag, the Koshien baseball tournament, or an idol performing on the Taipei Arena stage.

"Isn't it amazing?" Fujikawa said to Ito, who was staring blankly at the trophy.

"really."

"Even such a powerful club has been shut down, it seems our film club is doomed too."

Fujikawa's tone inevitably revealed sadness, indicating that he was still very worried about the ban.

"How could you think like that!" Summer Sunflower seemed to have heard Fujikawa's disheartening words, and she frowned.

He definitely deserves a good talking-to; as the president of the company, he actually led the way in surrendering.

"Although they have received far more honors than we have, and have created legends for several consecutive years."

This isn't comforting at all!

“But…” Xia Rikui paused for a moment, drawing everyone’s attention, “They were only shut down after being abandoned for several years.”

It's meant to say that even if you waste a few years, you can still exist as long as you work hard.

“Summer…” Fujikawa seemed surprised by Summer Sunflower’s sudden seriousness.

"Don't use such a disgusting tone." Summer Sunflower looked at him with disdain. "I just wanted to say that at least by the time I graduate, the film club should still be around."

"As for what happens to the film club after graduation, that's none of my business."

Chapter 141 The Retribution of the Great Vice President of the Cricket Club

The room remained quiet for at least 10 seconds after Xia Rikui's irresponsible remarks.

Although I already know this guy's character quite well, and this isn't the first time he's said something like this.

When the film club was first being shut down, the other party made the same statement to Eiri.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" Summer Sunflower frowned. "I'm just stating the facts."

"The fact is that your grades were not good enough, you didn't get into university, and you have to repeat a year."

Ito thoughtfully added the following content for her.

"Ito, you're talking too much!" The other person narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp.

Who told you to undermine morale before rehearsals even started?

"Is Summer Senior's grades really that bad?" Eiriri, the youngest junior, had no idea.

"Terrible, very bad, not just bad." Miura only dared to explain while Natsumi's anger was still directed at Ito.

And fearing that Eirika still didn't understand, he added, "Let's put it this way: even if Umi writes it, Umi would write it better than her."

"Who is Xiaohai?" Yingli asked in confusion.

"Xiaohaiwei is my younger sister who just started kindergarten. She can already write her own name."

"That's too much, isn't it?"

Yingyingli was still somewhat skeptical.

“Absolutely not.” Takahashi unusually put down his comic book and nodded solemnly.

“You’ve probably heard the rumors about sleeping during exams,” Miura continued.

After thinking for a moment, Yingli nodded, "Isn't that what Ito-senpai did? He finished the exam paper as soon as it started, lay down on the table and fell asleep, and still got one of the top scores in the grade."

“No, it’s another one.” Miura shook his head. “It was when Natsumi-senpai was taking her exam, she accidentally drooled while sleeping and wet her exam paper, and as a result, she got the highest score of her life.”

"How...how did you do that?"

"The exam paper was soaked with saliva, and the answers on it were all blurred. In order to look good, Senior Summer simply selected all the options that were stained." Miura's eyes were full of awe. "It was only after the results came out that she found out that multiple choice questions were not given points."

Seemingly sensing that someone was talking about her, Natsumi-senpai immediately turned her head, narrowed her eyes, and said in a sinister tone, "Miura~ what are you talking about me?"

When his name was called, Miura's hair stood on end, and he stammered, "N-nothing."

But this answer obviously didn't satisfy Natsumi, since Inari's shocked expression after learning everything hadn't faded yet.

"Never mind, never mind," Fujikawa said, acting as a peacemaker. "Anyway, it's not a secret that you don't know about the question types."

"It might even become a source of joy that is passed down through generations on campus, and it can also serve as a reminder to younger students not to make the same mistake you did," Fujikawa earnestly advised. "It's a good thing."

"..." All eyes were fixed on Fujikawa. Except for Miura, they all shared only one thought: 'May you all have good luck.'

Miura, on the other hand, had the added thought of 'Don't worry, President, I'll take good care of the film club.'

As expected, Fujikawa walked outside on his own, following Natsumi's signal.

After Xia Rikui closed the sliding door of the activity room, everyone had already decided to go to the hospital to visit each other.

"Sigh, it's always the same." Ito shook his head and sighed.

The film club is doomed to fail sooner or later, so why waste such an important time resolving personal conflicts here?

Furthermore, as the only two members of the film club's management team, their departure meant that the work of rehearsing the stage play fell to Ito.

"Miura, have they made any demands?" Ito asked Miura.

“Yes.” Miura handed the notebook to Ito. “It was written by Natsumi-senpai.”

This guy...

Looking at the densely marked precautions and some minor details, it was clear how the rehearsals should proceed and how they should be conducted.

Mingming was also worried that the film club would be banned.

"Senior, when does it start?"

As an important member of the stage play, Mori will naturally be in this activity room.

But her actions now seem a bit too intimate.

When asking questions, he moved closer to Ito, almost touching him, and rested his head on Ito's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally.

Because of her height, the stray strands of hair on her cheeks brushed against Ito's neck.

It's itchy.

“Mori-gami…” Ito subconsciously moved away, but the other party had no intention of letting him go.

Mori grabbed the corner of the notebook with one hand and Ito's wrist with the other. "Senpai, don't move. I can't see clearly."

Ok.

"Eh~!" Mori suddenly covered his mouth and exclaimed, "Senior is rehearsing with Takikawa-senpai first?!"

Her exclamation drew everyone's attention; in truth, it was hard not to notice them together anyway.

"This is also because Takikawa has to go back to work." Ito also saw the rehearsal schedule. "After all, she doesn't have much time."

“That’s true, but…” She suddenly looked up, her violet eyes meeting Ito’s gaze, “Didn’t you already rehearse with Takikawa-senpai?”