Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

For example, chestnut-colored hair is a product of uncontrollable factors.

Perhaps Asada's peculiar fetish flared up again, causing the clothes to be attacked while drying on the balcony.

Or perhaps Takikawa secretly hid it on himself without his knowledge, just to escalate this crisis.

This sounds like the kind of despicable thing they would do.

After all, judging from the slight curve under the sunlight, it is highly likely that this was the other party's behavior.

"Have you thought about how to answer?" Mori's gaze was serious; she was like a stern godfather, calmly smoothing Ito's clothes.

While adjusting his collar, Ito felt something thin and long strangling his neck.

"If it's just a strand of hair, it can't be considered evidence of infidelity."

Ito sensed that the other person's eyes were beginning to show regret, as if they were feeling sorrow for having personally sent a life away.

"Stop, stop! I can explain anything. I'm doing serious business."

"Actually, I wanted to go on a date with a girl at the gym, but my presence disturbed you, senpai." Mori's tone was very apologetic. "I'm so sorry to that girl; I should have given you more privacy."

"Just because my senior is my boyfriend doesn't mean I can take everything from him."

"After all, dating girls is like a job for the senior, an obligation he has to do every day."

General Mori lowered his hands, and his hair finally loosened, but he suddenly exerted force and snapped it.

How can work be considered an obligation? Besides, he was clearly playing basketball with Tanaka; he was trying to dispel the rumors.

"I'm really doing something important." Ito had no choice but to repeat himself.

"Serious business?" Mori leaned forward and stuffed the broken strand of hair into Ito's hand. "Finding time with your girlfriend, that's what serious business is!"

"Don't let your mind be filled with nothing but feelings and love every day," Ito sighed. "Morikami, I really have things to do right now."

"So tell me already?!" Mori grabbed Ito's freshly tied tie and pulled him close, nose to nose. "What important matter is it?"

"Besides telling you these things every day, what else can I say to my senior? The only time he shared his daily life, it was with other girls having lunch. How can I feel at ease with him!"

The rebuke was irrefutable, because from the very beginning, Ito never truly regarded Mori, his fake girlfriend, as his girlfriend or an important person in his life.

Even his friends... Ito has to carefully examine them.

After all, everything happened too fast, and to talk about feelings would be too inexplicable.

Although the other person really acted like a girlfriend, always paying attention to Ito's life, confiding in him every day, and adding a few words of liking or missing him at the end.

But... are these really all exclusively for Ito?

In other words, Moriue is certain he wasn't really toying with her feelings.

The other party's initial intentions in approaching you were not pure, not to mention that you haven't had much experience together.

It wasn't a difficult situation; it was simply a couple going out for a trip together and having some relatively pleasant memories.

Ultimately, Ito still harbors suspicions about Mori and remains distrustful of him. Although these suspicions gradually fade over time, they won't disappear unless there are exceptional circumstances.

"You must have said something similar to many people." If you don't clarify things, the other party will definitely give you vague excuses.

Then their relationship will remain as it is, and they will never be able to take another step forward.

"What did you mean?" Mori frowned, seemingly not understanding the meaning behind Ito's words.

“I like it…” Ito stared at the plum blossom branches hidden behind the cherry blossom tree, his gaze following the changing shadows as the light shifted.

"Yes, I've said that to many people," Mori said casually, as if stating something commonplace.

As expected... a trap called Sweet Trap...

But when Ito actually heard those words, he felt a strange emptiness in his heart.

It's probably because they can't legitimately get a high-paying job for free, and they can't hand over tasks to the other party without compensation.

No, it is precisely because the other party deceived me that I should be even more unscrupulous in demanding things from them!

"So what do you think of me saying this, senior?" Mori asked, sounding like a murderer admiring his own criminal masterpiece.

"Are you happy? Or..." She paused deliberately, as if to let Ito's emotions fester, "...are you sad?"

"I--!"

Before Ito could finish speaking, Mori pulled him into the bench in his memories, and the two sat down on it.

He looked up and saw Mori standing very close to him. Her violet eyes held a cunning glint, yet also a hint of triumphant satisfaction at having pulled off a scheme.

She placed her finger on Ito's lips to stop him from speaking, and slowly moved closer to him as Ito's pupils widened in surprise.

No!

Like a teased young wife, Ito closed her eyes, but the tenderness she had imagined did not come.

Only when Mori's knees left between his legs did his melodious laughter, like the tinkling of silver bells, continue.

"Ha, ha, senior, you were fooled by me after all." She pointed triumphantly at Ito Hie.

"He seemed preoccupied from the beginning, and I thought he had matured. But it turns out he's still so easy to fool."

Damn it! That guy.

"If you care so much about me hanging out with other guys, then don't leave me hanging." Mori, with a victorious air, tried to get up from Ito. "You're clearly an innocent guy, what are you pretending for—!"

The last sound was startled into a high-pitched tone. Mori's attempt to get up was rudely stopped by Ito, who resentfully flipped him over and pressed him down, staring intently at his face.

Mori's pleated skirt spread out on the bench, and an unnatural blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks. She placed her fair arm on her forehead and looked at the armrest with her eyes darting around.

She remained defiant in her verbal sparring, just as she said, believing that Ito wouldn't lay a hand on her in public.

"Senior, senior." But her trembling voice betrayed her unease. "Quickly, let me go."

Ito's uncompromising attitude made her want to back down.

Chapter 161 The Declaration of Leakage!

The two are now behaving like spoiled brats, with Ito acting like a virtuous young girl being bullied and harassed.

Fortunately, no one showed up at this place, otherwise the already simmering rumors would have been further compounded.

"What did you say to the other boys?" Ito gripped Mori's fair wrist, still feeling that the other had said those things on purpose.

"What...what are you saying?" Mori was still being stubborn. "I don't understand what you're saying, senpai."

He's so confused that his brain isn't working properly, and he's started talking nonsense.

“Alright.” Ito suddenly loosened his grip on Mori’s wrist, seemingly intending to let it go.

It was probably this small gesture that gave Mori back her confidence, making her believe that she could regain control of the situation.

So she spoke in a tone that only the two of them could hear, vaguely stating that it was a fact that already existed.

"I tell everyone that I miss you."

Her eyes held an undeniable determination as she quietly awaited Ito's reaction, her eyelashes like a screen, adding to the girl's boldness.

Could this be considered a confession of love? It seems too early to draw that conclusion now.

Ito got up, wanting to give himself some time to think, but Mori grabbed his trouser leg instead.

According to the tropes of youth romance light novels, something delightful should have happened here.

But the ambiguous words from the other party, coupled with Mori's expectant gaze, made Ito subconsciously...

“It’s fake…” Ito wanted to use this to remind the other person of the relationship between the two of them.

They couldn't go any further. Using the pretense of being boyfriend and girlfriend as a starting point, they eventually got married.

Such a tacky plot...

"But we're also lovers~" Mori's tone was sweetly alluring.

It's not impossible for it to happen.

Mori closed his eyes and waited quietly for Ito's next move, his hands clasped together and hooked around Ito's neck.

On the bench where they first spent time alone, Mori raised her head slightly, while Ito...

A stiff response to someone's feelings will be considered a probationary period before their sincerity is confirmed.

He pressed his fingers against Mori's forehead, preventing the other from taking another step forward.

"Mori, it's too early to start this now. Let's talk about it later."

"Huh?! How could this be?" Mori complained in disappointment, secretly glancing at Ito's private parts. "Could it be...?"

What on earth is this guy looking at?! Ito briefly raised a finger in front of his lips.

"Moriue—!"

"Alright, even so, I won't look down on you, senior..." Mori and Ito distanced themselves slightly as she straightened her slightly disheveled clothes.

"That's not how it works. Maybe someone is spying on us with a camera right now. Stop talking nonsense."

"......What?"

Mori looked around excitedly, even standing on tiptoe as if trying to find the guy Itō had mentioned.

What's going on with this excited state? Shouldn't one feel embarrassed immediately?

Itoh's statement wasn't without reason; after all, "Bird on a Branch" was unpredictable.

Just like when he and Takikawa were discussing serious business at the couples' drink shop across from the school, they also took pictures of Asada and others who were watching nearby.

A terrifying person, almost everywhere.

After scanning the area, Mori lowered his hand in frustration. "Eh~ there's no one else here. If you're a coward, you can just say so."

"what?"

"Even though I'm really looking forward to doing that kind of thing, I still have to pretend to be reserved..."

"To be honest, I don't care at all. Besides, I noticed you were very nervous, and you even started to stutter when you spoke."

Mori nods slowly, seemingly acknowledging Ito's point of view.

Ito became wary of this unusual behavior; he didn't want to create any more trouble before he had even resolved the rumors.

So when Mori raised his hand, he reflexively took a step back.