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"Then, then I'll..." Tanaka was about to speak, but stopped abruptly when he saw Ito crush the mineral water bottle.

"what happened?"

Tanaka's gaze shifted to behind Ito and slowly moved upwards.

A powerful and oppressive aura suddenly came from behind.

Ito looked up following the other person's gaze and saw eyes hidden beneath light purple hair that were smiling yet dangerous.

"H-hello there." The senior's composure vanished at that moment, and Ito greeted him guiltily.

Even though she was with a man, she inexplicably had the urge to run away.

"Senior, why aren't you eating lunch properly?" she asked with concern.

However, the moment she walked seemingly with concern to Ito and gently placed a fair and slender hand on his shoulder, she suddenly exerted force.

Chapter 159 My Girlfriend's Temporary Investigation

Ito remained unfazed by Mori's sudden provocation; this level of difficulty did not move him in the slightest.

"Senior, you never read my messages." With a hint of resentment in her voice, Mori suddenly reached into Ito's pocket with her other hand.

However, because Mori was standing on the next step, he had to lean against Ito to reach Ito's phone.

Therefore, this action appears extremely ambiguous.

"Wait a moment." Sensing the strange looks from those around him, Ito quickly turned around and pushed Mori into the chair behind him.

Public opinion has deteriorated to this point; it cannot be allowed to worsen further.

They must always be mindful of their image, at least in public, and uphold their reputation.

"Moriue," Ito called out his name, "I admit I didn't see your message."

Because he was in a hurry to resolve the stadium issue, he had no time to pay attention to anything else.

It was definitely not because Mori was too proactive and he felt overwhelmed.

“I can accept any punishment.” Ito just wanted to talk to Tanaka about the origin of the rumors, “but I really don’t have time right now.”

"Oh~" A sly smile appeared on Mori's lips. "Whether you saw the message or not doesn't matter."

Why so generous all of a sudden? Ito looked up and met his violet eyes.

"If I can't even tolerate this little thing as a girlfriend, wouldn't that make me seem petty?" Mori said something that could cause trouble in front of outsiders.

"Besides..." Her tone suddenly dropped, "It's not the first time my senior hasn't checked his messages. I'm used to it."

Please don't portray me as such a jerk.

Ito secretly glanced at Tanaka, who was already dumbfounded, and the shock on Tanaka's dark face was hard to hide.

That's how rumors start.

"Girlfriend!" Tanaka seemed to finally recover from his shock, and he stretched out his fingers, moving them back and forth between the two of them with trembling hands.

"What's wrong, Tanaka-san?" Morikami Chinatsu had a flawless, sweet smile with a hint of confusion on her face.

She gracefully stood up from the chair, naturally reaching out to take Ito's arm, leaning half her body affectionately against him, and using Ito's arm for support, lightly stepped down the stairs.

"Is it surprising that I'm Ito-senpai's girlfriend?" She tilted her head, her purple eyes sparkling with an innocent light.

"Hmm, hmm." Tanaka nodded quickly, then under Mori's gaze, his expression changed rapidly as he shook his head dramatically, like a rattle drum.

this......

Ito was being held by Mori's arm. He hadn't expected Mori, as a girl, to have such a high level of prestige among her classmates.

It's so much more effective than so-called senior students' guidance.

And there wasn't even the slightest pre-launch sway, which is truly terrifying.

"you......"

"Hiss~" Ito's arm was secretly pinched by Mori's nails, interrupting his next words.

Mori waved to Tanaka, picked up the half-eaten cream bread that Ito had placed on the seat, and pulled him away from the gymnasium.

"Mori-gami".

No response.

"Chinatsu Morikami."

There was still no response.

Just as Ito tried to pull his hand off, the other person spoke up, "What is it, senpai? We can talk about it later... okay?"

After saying that, Ito gave up trying to break free and silently let Mori lead him to the garden.

March is almost over, and the afternoon sun has already taken on the gentle look of early spring.

The three gnarled Yoshino cherry trees were already in bloom, their pink and white blossoms intertwined with light red, creating a beautiful scene together with the already blooming plum blossoms.

Walking on the path paved with bluestone steps, the two remained silent for a long time.

"Senior, the cherry blossoms are in bloom." Mori suddenly let go of her hand and moved closer to the drooping cherry blossom tree.

Her nose was almost touching the pink and white petals on the branches, and cherry blossoms that had fallen in the breeze landed on the tips of her hair.

"Yes, it's already open."

Ito strolled over to her and reached out to remove the petals for her.

But Mori shrank back slightly and dodged it.

He then used small, quick steps to create distance between himself and Ito.

“Although I’m now your girlfriend,” she said in a matter-of-fact, even somewhat serious tone, her gaze drifting towards the blooming plum blossoms in the distance, “we should still be mindful of our boundaries in public, right? We can’t be too… clingy.”

As she spoke, she nodded solemnly, as if she were expounding some profound truth.

"..."

Ito's hand froze in mid-air, somewhat bewildered by Mori's sudden change in attitude.

There was no one around, so you should be careful to keep your distance, but when they pulled you away from the stadium, they held your arm tightly.

"And..." Mori suddenly turned around, her light purple hair blowing in the breeze, the floral and fruity scent of her hair mixed with the cool wind wafting towards her.

As Ito waited for Mori to say the next thing, Mori suddenly shut his mouth tightly.

"What else?"

"Oh right? What else?" Mori asked, stepping on the blue stone steps and looking up at the azure sky.

Ito followed behind, waiting for the other party to give an answer.

When they arrived at the bench where the two of them had sat, Mori finally stopped.

As Ito Tsuna moved closer, she suddenly turned around, and the distance between them instantly shrank to the point where they could barely breathe.

Mori's eyes crinkled into crescent moons as she embraced Ito with her hands behind her back, burying her head in his chest.

"And no matter when, I always want to act cute with my senior."

The dull sound reached Ito's ears through the fabric of his clothes.

"Mori-gami".

Ito tried to push the other person away, but his hand stopped when it reached the other person's shoulder.

Fujikawa and Takikawa's words echoed in my ears: this was my problem.

Even though it's something I can solve right now, I try to avoid it because I don't want to have too much trouble with others, so I try to sever ties.

Just like now, as soon as Mori leans on him for a moment, he reflexively wants to push him away.

I really lack responsibility.

"Hiren."

"Ok?"

Mori raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment, his face etched with dissatisfaction towards Ito.

"W-What's wrong?" Ito was confused, and the thought of running away arose again.

"Why is there this inside your shirt collar!" She pulled a strand of hair from Ito's shirt collar.

She displayed her long chestnut hair in the sunlight, with an air of inquisitiveness.

It's like presenting irrefutable evidence of a crime.

"A simple check will reveal evidence of your infidelity, senior!"

Mori gripped her hair tightly in her hand, and you could feel her intention to crush its owner along with it.

"Listen, let me explain."

How did it turn out like this again?

"There's nothing to explain..." She shook her head slightly, seemingly heartbroken. "Takikawa-senpai said you'd wait for me at the gym... I thought my senior finally needed me..."

After that, Ito lost interest in listening to anything else.

Upon hearing the familiar name, his hands unconsciously clenched.

Anna Takikawa!

Chapter 160 The Bench in My Memories

Ito had heard a lesson since he was a child: you should never believe what a beautiful woman says.

Even a troublemaker like Takikawa, from the moment she started thinking about Ito, had to consider whether he was brewing something big.

Indeed, telling myself the origin of the rumor did not come without a price.

The price to pay is Morikami Chinatsu.

As for the chestnut-colored hair hidden under the shirt, Ito selectively ignored it.

One thing to understand is that every day, strange and unusual things will lead to various results.