Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

No, to be precise, he had been in a low mood ever since he walked in.

The intense aura of death was almost overflowing, almost materializing.

Just like before, or even more negative.

What happened? Did the female teacher in the office look down on you?

I looked at the math teacher facing the blackboard, writing down the key points of the lesson.

As Ito pondered in confusion, he heard a familiar, soft sigh.

It's finally coming.

"This world should just be destroyed... Why am I even alive... What is the meaning of life... Maybe I should go buy some sleeping pills after school... I remember we still have some cephalosporin at home... Speaking of which, what would it feel like to fall into a hairdryer in the bathtub...?"

No! No!

What on earth is this guy talking about?!

Ito looked up in disbelief, and he wasn't the only one who reacted this way; many other students also made noises.

Has your depression worsened? Every single word you utter sounds like you don't want to live anymore!

"Will anyone worry about me after I leave...? I guess the director will just call to remind me to come back to work... How long will it take before someone notices something's wrong...? I'm really causing trouble for the police officer. Should I write another will...? Oh well, nobody cares anyway..."

No, if the other party dared to continue, Ito wouldn't dare to listen anymore.

That's way too pessimistic!

"Teacher..." a female student cried out in fear, then looked at him with concern.

"Cheer up!" A boy stood up, waving his fist to encourage his math teacher.

Seeing the students' reactions, Ito thought that a middle-aged man like him would be encouraged by the young people.

The other person just snorted dismissively, then threw the chalk onto the podium with a lifeless look in their eyes.

Just as I was about to say something harsher, the sliding door of the main entrance was opened.

With a "whoosh," the sound attracted everyone's attention in the classroom.

Wearing a light pink school uniform with a bow at the collar, Takikawa stood properly at the door.

"It's Takikawa!" The math teacher's interest was clearly piqued, and his tone even rose a few degrees. "Go on in."

"Thank you, teacher." Takikawa nodded slightly and walked to his seat.

This guy really knows how to change his tune...

When Ito saw the math teacher open the PowerPoint presentation, he truly felt the difference in treatment.

But then he heard the math teacher's voice, barely containing his sadness, "Takikawa, I will definitely work even harder during this last period."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, teacher."

Takikawa gave him a sweet smile, an expression that Ito had never seen on him before.

"Teacher... Teacher..." The math teacher bit his lower lip, trying hard not to cry, but his choked voice betrayed his sadness.

That can't be!

Seeing him wipe away his tears with his sleeve and put on a forced smile that looked even worse than crying, and continue lecturing, Ito thought the other man had gone mad.

After Takikawa took his seat, Ito couldn't suppress his urge to ask any questions. He lowered his voice and didn't care about anything else.

"You drugged him?"

Chapter 153 "Takikawa's Magic Part Two"

Ito awaited Takikawa's reaction; he wasn't interested in the answer to the question.

Its main purpose is to start a conversation; according to Ito's thinking, it would be somewhat presumptuous to speak directly.

Even if it might upset the other person, it's still better than the silent treatment.

This was a method he had learned by eavesdropping on conversations among his classmates.

As expected, Takikawa's reprimanding words did not come; he only received a cold look from the other party.

He then turned his head back to the blackboard, holding a ballpoint pen, and began writing formulas in his book.

It's worth mentioning that although Ito has already brought her the textbooks, she is still holding Ito's textbooks in her hand.

According to the other party, they are a very sentimental person and have developed feelings for Ito's textbooks.

As for the ballpoint pen, it was also from Ito.

The agent left the money for Takikawa to buy school supplies.

However, it seems the other party used the money to buy game cartridges, which resulted in no pen being available.

So is it right to pretend to record formulas in a textbook that's already full of notes?

Moreover...

Ito glanced first at the math teacher, who was lecturing with great enthusiasm and spittle flying from his mouth, and then at the pages that Takikawa was pressing down on with his arm.

It doesn't seem to be the same class, so what's with this serious, attentive look on his face?

"This was covered in a previous lesson," Ito carefully reminded the other person.

After hearing Ito's reminder, Takikawa calmly turned the page of his textbook.

"Not here either."

She continued turning the page.

"Not here either."

The sound of turning pages started to get annoying.

"Further down."

She opened her textbook, her finger hovering over the page number, seemingly waiting for Ito's judgment.

"Yes, this is the place."

The moment after saying that, Takikawa switched back to his diligent study mode.

“However, it is indeed this lesson…” Ito hesitated for a moment, but still decided to remind him, “but we have already moved on to the next page.”

Takikawa froze, her hand holding the pen still. Her nose twitched slightly, and her lips twitched unnaturally as she tried to control herself.

Is it effective?

He wanted to continue, but a piece of chalk falling from the sky interrupted Ito's spellcasting.

They nipped Ito the bud, who thought he knew how to manipulate people's hearts, in the bud.

"If you're not going to study, then go to sleep!" The math teacher's angry voice rang out from the podium. "Don't disturb Takikawa-kun."

"I..." The words that wanted to retort were stuck in his throat.

Because we're telling the truth, let's not talk about his credibility yet.

Even believing it would indirectly affect Takikawa's reputation, thus shattering the math teacher's only salvation on the podium.

The possibility of him taking me with him is small, but it cannot be ruled out.

“That’s right, Ito.”

How could you do this!

"Takikawa-kun, how about we switch seats?"

"You have to act like a man!"

Hearing such words from his classmate, Ito's cheeks twitched.

This is what word-of-mouth is all about...

"Pfft." A very soft chuckle came from Ito's right.

Ito turned his head to look, but only saw Takikawa with his face down, engrossed in reading.

Ito squinted and, through the gap in his arm, saw the corners of Takikawa's mouth turn up.

Currently, he is outnumbered and outgunned, and he is in a situation where he needs help from others.

I'll just have to wait until get out of class is over.

However, after this farce, the relationship between the two is not as strained as it was yesterday.

At least Takikawa is willing to slowly unlock the expressions he's shown, with a worried and distressed look on his face.

Her eyes were fixed on a problem, as if she wanted to pierce through the paper, her brows furrowed.

This state continued until the end of get out of class, and Ito secretly glanced at it; it was a very simple geometry problem.

Do you need me to teach you?

Takikawa didn't reply, continuing to stare at the question.

"Just promise me one thing... never mind, that's too basic." Ito leaned closer. "This question should be..."

The reason for giving up was not only that Ito knew the chances of achieving his goal in this way were slim, but also the invisible pressure from the classmates who were walking around him.

He's not the only one who can teach Takikawa.

In order to prevent Takikawa from being led astray by others, and to ensure that no one else disturbs them, Ito decided to strike first.

He grasped the cap of the ballpoint pen in Takikawa's hand, intending to pull the pen out.

That's right, the two of them only have this one ballpoint pen. They used to have another one, but it broke recently.

However, Takikawa held the ballpoint pen tightly and couldn't easily take it out.

“I need a pen to teach you.” Ito increased the pressure in his hand.

Takikawa still didn't reply, and she also increased the pressure in her hand, pressing the tip of the ballpoint pen onto the paper to create ink marks.

The opponent's strength was certainly not as great as Ito's, but Takikawa cheated. Even though he had already occupied the best point of exertion, he still used both hands to hold it down.

Due to his position, Ito can only use one hand.

After the stalemate proved fruitless, Ito suddenly gave up.