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"2 million?!"

Ito also raised two fingers and rotated them in an incomprehensible manner.

Although I'm not a professional, it shouldn't be worth this little bit of money for my first time.

Rin Iketani shook her head, bent her two outstretched fingers, and then straightened them again.

"20 million?"

To be honest, Ito was also tempted by this price.

After all, I'm not at a disadvantage when it comes to the other person's appearance.

But after seeing Ikeya Rin shake his head again, he became confused, so it wasn't 20.

That leaves only...

"No, Ito, what are you feeling down about? Do you really think you're worth 20?" Fujikawa seemed to be trying to salvage some of his self-esteem.

Ito's face darkened, because he had just actually considered the possibility of getting 20 yen.

So I'm only worth two thousand, and even if Mori takes me shopping once, I'm not worth that much.

He was about to shake his head in refusal when he saw that Ikeya Rin seemed to be anxious about Ito's foolish behavior, and she finally opened her mouth.

Two million.

Chapter 149 The Deal is Made

Fujikawa's mockery froze on his face, leaving everyone in the activity room in shock.

"Huh? Two million." Summer Sunflower was the first to break the silence.

"Is this guy Ito worth two million?" Yoshida Nai retorted, not wanting to be outdone.

"Senior, can you not be so rigid about gender?" Yingyingli started speaking without any regard for her image.

Although Ito herself had doubts about whether she could be considered an edible product worth two million yen, she still wanted to refute others' doubts.

"I-Ito." Asada suddenly pushed through the crowd and ran from a corner of the activity room to Ito, grabbing his hand anxiously.

"Please, please don't do anything foolish..."

It seems there are still people who can see his value.

Asada grabbed Ito by the collar, trying to push him away from Ikeya Rin.

"Asada, you don't need to worry."

"No, no, we can't." Asada's tone left no room for argument. "We can't do such a thing."

"Even if you're extremely poor, you can't."

Hearing Asada's innocent words, he felt somewhat ashamed, because he really wanted to just give up.

The thought of giving up even flashed through my mind just now.

"I really won't agree."

“That’s right.” Asada pushed Ito outside the activity room, then nodded in satisfaction. “We can’t do this kind of thing. You get what you pay for.”

"The pudding in the supermarket isn't as good as the limited edition from TORAKU, so it's not as expensive either," Asada began her lecture.

"Do you understand, Ito? We're not worth that price at all, so we can't accept a deal that goes against our conscience."

"..."

Ito's feelings of shame vanished instantly, and he asked expressionlessly, "So, in your eyes, how much am I worth?"

"Um..." Asada lowered her head awkwardly. "This... I-Ito, we... we can't do this kind of... this kind of thing that doesn't require any effort. It has nothing to do with the price, nothing."

"Yes, that's right, that's exactly it!" Seemingly having seized the initiative, she raised her voice a few decibels.

But it's unclear whether it was to bolster her courage or because she genuinely believed it.

"So how much am I really worth?" Ito repeated again.

"Don't, don't ask anymore. I'll treat you to TORAKU's limited edition pudding." Asada was so anxious she was about to cry.

"Worth a limited edition pudding from TORAKU, huh?" Ito nodded knowingly. "So it's only worth a pudding."

"No, that's not how it is!"

"How much is that?" Ito looked back at Asada again.

"I..." Asada couldn't utter a single word.

So it's just a limited edition pudding from TORAKU, what a failure.

"Stop bullying Asada-senpai, Mr. Pudding!" Mori stood with his hands on his hips, seemingly ready to stand up for Asada.

But Ito immediately denied the idea.

"I can also prepare a pudding for my senior's breakfast tomorrow~ It's more expensive than the TORAKU limited edition."

Actually, the following parts don't need to be emphasized.

Suddenly, a cell phone peeked out from between the two people, and all three looked at the glowing object in the middle.

Asada and Mori opened a gap, exposing the owner of the phone.

"Ikeda-san?"

He called out Ikeya Rin's name, but there was no response. The other person just kept holding up the phone, with the screen facing Ito's face.

Ito didn't manage the distance well, forcing her to take a step back, otherwise she would have had to come into direct contact with the phone.

Ito looked closely at the content on her screen; it was a chat dialog box with someone.

A two-dimensional girl avatar eating grass and...

"Senior, how dare you say you don't know Senior Ikeya!"

Mori also leaned closer to look at the screen, and shouted out after seeing Ito's image.

The group, who had initially felt bored because the battlefield had been moved from indoors to outdoors by Asada, were now once again motivated.

They pricked up their ears, trying to eavesdrop on confidential conversations.

But what followed disappointed them, and Ito used both hands to turn Mori's little head back onto the screen.

"Read it carefully."

“You’ve finished reading?” Mori, unconvinced, also placed both hands on Ito’s wrists. “Even though we’re talking about buying and selling musical instruments, it doesn’t hide the fact that you know Ikeya-senpai.”

"They've already added me with their personal contact information, but they're still acting like complete strangers..."

It seems I really misunderstood Mori; her focus and way of thinking are completely different from mine.

"Two million, how do you plan to pay?" Ito looked at Iketani Rin behind the phone screen with a solicitous expression.

"Hiss~" The other person quickly withdrew their hand, protecting their body, and took a few steps back. Then, with a wary look in their eyes, they said, "Split up!"

"point?"

What kind of payment method is this?

"No way!" Mori spread his arms wide, like protecting a chick, blocking Ito's way. "A mere two million won't be enough to separate me from Ito-senpai!"

mere...

Ito was speechless for a moment because of his indifferent tone.

"Merely!" Rin Iketani seemed to be shocked by the other party's arrogance.

On the other hand, the others didn't seem to care. Takikawa and Shinno had no shortage of money, while the others thought it was just a joke.

"Two million is not enough at all!" Mori emphasized again.

“Then…” Rin Iketani pursed her lips, seemingly struggling intensely inside.

After waiting for a while, she nodded. "230 million yen?"

"also......"

“Yes, of course.” To prevent Mori from spouting nonsense and scaring away Iketani Rin, Ito decided to take action.

He covered Mori's loose tongue, letting the other struggle in his arms.

"..." Iketani Rin stared at their actions with fear, and once again put a little distance between them.

"So how will the 230 million yen be paid?"

"Points!" The answer was given very quickly as always.

That's why Ito asked again because he didn't know what "points" meant.

"So what is this 'point'?" Ito maintained his standard smile.

"Expect."

Although the other party still only said one word, this time Ito understood.

His expression froze on his face; it turned out it was an installment plan...

It's not that he discriminates against installment payments; it's simply that what he currently lacks is readily available wealth.

As for daily expenses, the songs he releases also bring him a steady stream of income, so he doesn't lack small amounts of money; what he lacks is large sums.

Given the increasing daily returns, Ito estimates that he won't be short of money once the installment payment period ends.

"Okay?" Rin Iketani asked hesitantly when she saw that Ito was silent.

Although I couldn't sense the other person's nervousness, and because they only said one word, they seemed a bit arrogant.

But Ito still nodded in agreement.

After all, it's not easy to find a seller for this bass, and no one else would be willing to pay such a high price.

Just like how the two originally agreed on a price of around one million, but the number of this bass seemed to have a special meaning for Iketani Rin, so the other party voluntarily raised the price.

Although he didn't understand the point of doing this, Ito was still willing to meet the other party's request.

He reached out his hand to Rin Iketani.

"This?" Rin Iketani was somewhat confused.