Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

"Pfft!" Mori laughed at Ito's comical behavior. "Don't worry, I'm just trying to fix my hair."

"I'm not worried at all."

"Yes, yes." General Mori loosened the ribbon binding his hair and retied it. "I'm not afraid, senpai."

Seeing that the other person seemed to be just fixing their hair, Ito felt a little relieved and turned his head to look at the pink and white petals.

"I really have important things to do right now, so I won't be replying to your messages..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ito felt a fleeting coolness on his cheek, like a dragonfly skimming the water, the softness touching and then quickly separating.

Ito quickly covered her cheek after being kissed and turned around. She saw Moriue take down her tiptoes, her eyes sly, and provocatively placed her finger on her soft lips.

"To make you think I'm nervous, senior," Mori tilted his head slightly. "So, to prove that this view is wrong... I'll just have to do it myself."

"How is it, senpai?" Mori asked, circling Ito with light steps. "Is it broken?"

"So who's being stubborn?" she asked, her voice trembling with the air of a victor, as she followed Ito's evasive gaze.

"It's so fragrant and soft, wouldn't you like to go through it again?"

The conclusion that rumors always arise out of one's own hands was perfectly proven after Mori took the initiative to sneak out.

"Senior, if you don't speak up soon, then I'll..."

"Stop!" Ito, snapping out of his daze, quickly pulled the eager Mori back onto the bench.

That's too dangerous, this guy!

Despite being a year younger than him, he almost fell into the trap the other person had carefully laid.

If you're not careful, you could lose your innocence.

"Please stop what you are doing!"

This may sound a bit unromantic, but it's definitely for the good of both of them.

Ito wouldn't do something like categorizing Morigami as a bad kid.

So all he can do is prevent the other person from becoming a bad kid.

As long as he can figure out the origins of the other person's feelings, the most urgent task now is to resolve the crisis of rumors.

"If, I mean if..." Even at a time like this, Ito was still trying to think rationally, but all he got in response was an empty mind.

“I’m listening.” Mori sat quietly on the bench, her hands resting on her lap. “You can speak slowly; there’s plenty of time.”

"After everything is over, after we spend some more time together, after we get to know each other better, after I truly understand this relationship."

Ito spoke faster and faster. After all, he had never been in a relationship and was afraid of trouble, so he had made a great decision to speak like this.

"If I accidentally fall in love with you, I won't give up, even if it's a trap called love."

After explaining everything, Ito waited for the other party's reply.

They'll probably think of themselves as a weirdo.

Mori nodded slightly, then slowly opened his mouth.

"Ah."

Then, under Ito's gaze, she stood up and pointed at Ito's face with her finger.

"Yujin, don't keep me waiting too long, and you'd better fall in love with me soon!"

Chapter 162 "The Eccentric Student Council President (Part 1)"

Mori's attempt to sneak away has temporarily come to an end, but Ito still has to worry about the rumors.

Because the conversation at the stadium was interrupted, another opportunity could not be found.

I originally wanted to ask her if she had Tanaka's contact information because I knew her from Mori.

Instead, Kesen started questioning him.

"Why should I keep the contact information of irrelevant boys?"

Since that's what they've said, there's nothing we can do about it.

As for the reason why Mori and Tanaka met, according to Mori, one of her best friends liked someone in the basketball club, and Mori also helped out in the basketball club.

But she wasn't interested in basketball, and that's how she met Tanaka, who was always sitting on the bench.

Kesen only knew the other party's name; he knew nothing else.

So now it's back to a stage of no progress.

However, Tanaka is such a formidable guy, at least in Ito's eyes, he has a very solid foundation and a very strong physique.

Even if he can't become a star player in the basketball team, he will at least be a starter.

The result was that he was relegated to the bench...

"I suspect there's also appearance discrimination in the basketball club," Mori said.

Tanaka does have a rather rugged appearance, but that's not the reason he can't play.

What might seem like unkemptness to girls could be seen as intimidating, Ito thought, was Tanaka's appearance alone was enough to make him intimidating.

After parting ways with Mori, Itoh went to a place where every request was granted... no, it should be said that he was looking for his Doraemon.

If I had to name the person who made Ito feel most at ease at Hibiya Higher School, it would undoubtedly be Nagano Sae.

But if you ask who feels the most uneasy, Nagano Sae is still just as likely to be.

This seems contradictory, but it is not.

Standing outside the student union office, I knocked on the wooden door with the back of my hand.

He stood in the familiar spot again; he had indeed been coming here quite frequently lately.

But there's nothing we can do; Doraemon will always grant Nobita's wishes.

"Please come in."

After receiving permission, Ito turned the doorknob and went inside.

The huge office still only had Nagano Sae alone; as for the other student council members, Ito had never seen them.

after all......

Ito looked at Nagano Sae, who was capping her pen; a hint of annoyance lingered beneath her indifferent eyes.

Working with Nagano is an extremely agonizing experience no matter how you look at it.

It's quite remarkable that Fujikawa could put up with it.

Upon seeing that the visitor was Ito, Nagano Sae became too lazy to put on any more formalities and even skipped the small talk.

Her eyes revealed helplessness; she had already grown accustomed to Ito's noon visits.

Since that's the case, Ito doesn't need to be reserved. He still wants to ask for help as an ordinary person, but it seems that the other party doesn't treat him as an ordinary person at all.

They must have seen Ito as a major problem...

"Speak, what is it now?" Nagano Sae pinched her eyebrows, as if Ito was more troublesome than the heavy official duties.

"I've come to see the chairman. Is there nothing else I can do besides asking for help?" Ito sat down on the sofa where they were being entertained, acting as if he knew the place well.

He casually picked up an apple from the coffee table; at least an apple was still acceptable to him.

I only ate half a portion of cream bread for lunch, and I wasn't full at all.

Judging from the fruit on the coffee table, it must have been recently purchased. After all, Ito had already eaten all the apples when I came over yesterday.

"Then please leave." Nagano Sae issued the expulsion order without any mercy.

With its crisp flesh and sweet juice, Ito showed no intention of moving.

At least wait until he finishes eating the fruit he got for free.

"I do have something I'd like to ask you for help with."

It seems that the usual methods of getting close to him are not suitable, or at least not suitable for Nagano Sae.

"I won't help." Nagano Sae refused decisively. "Please go back."

"At least let me finish what I have to say," Ito said, pointing to the student council rules posted on the wall. "You're the student council president, after all."

“That’s true.” Nagano Sae seemed to have learned something new. “You’re a student too.”

"..."

So, what exactly was Ito's status in the other party's heart before? Now, they're not even going to pretend anymore.

Differential treatment has become blatant.

"Don't misunderstand," Sae Nagano kindly added, "What I mean is that your previous behavior gave me other misconceptions."

"for example?"

"Are you really going to understand?" Nagano Sae seemed unusually patient today.

"Let's forget about it." Ito knew exactly what kind of vile words would come out of the other person's mouth.

"I'm here today to talk to you about the school's atmosphere."

"The prevailing social atmosphere?" Nagano Sae looked at Ito with wary eyes. "I have no right to modify the style of girls' skirts and uniforms, and I would never modify them to satisfy your fetish."

"Maid outfits and the like will absolutely not become the new school uniforms."

It seems the other party used the pretext of reprimanding Ito to reveal their true feelings.

He hasn't even said what it is yet...

"What are you talking about! I mean those rumors circulating among the students." Ito tossed the apple core he had just finished eating into the trash can. "As the student council president, what's your opinion?"

"A rumor?" Nagano Sae seemed to recall something strange. She looked at the banana in Ito's hand, her expression turning odd.

“You…” she hesitated, “You really want to hear my thoughts.”

"Even though they're just some boring rumors, I still want to hear your opinion." Ito put a banana in his mouth.

“Since even you know those are just rumors, how could I possibly take them seriously?” Nagano Sae waved her hand. “Besides, how could something like ‘I like you’ possibly happen?”

"Cough! Cough!"