Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

Several seconds passed before she slowly, with an almost humiliating stiffness, flipped the phone screen over and handed it to Ito and Mori.

On the screen, there were only two cold and cruel characters:

"Yes."

This simple confirmation is more impactful than any lengthy explanation.

Itoh seemed to recall a stereotype—no, it couldn't be called a stereotype anymore.

Reality was laid bare before him; it turned out that Yamada Ryo's grass-eating scene was actually a realistic depiction...

"Mori, you don't seem surprised at all."

"Because I actually saw Iketani-senpai sneaking over to the old school building to drink water during lunch break..." Mori said, holding a French fry in her hand. "Besides, even as an outsider, I've heard a saying..."

“The 3B principle,” she said, bending a finger with each B, “Bassist, Bassist, and more Bassist!”

Just as Ito and Mori were talking, Iketani Rin added fuel to the fire by pressing Ito's wounds.

"You're a bassist too."

You don't even need to remind me of this; getting involved with bass really does make life miserable.

Ito fell into self-doubt, realizing that it was his own actions, including touching the bass, that led to his current predicament.

In less than a second, Ito rejected the idea.

It's entirely the fault of these morally bankrupt bastards!

One or two, the current repayment rate for outstanding debts...

0.

Rin Iketani turned her face slightly to avoid their gaze, her wolf-tail hair falling down to conceal any expression she might reveal at that moment.

In the air of the family restaurant, the aroma of fries, the sweet and sour taste of ketchup, and a heavy bitterness known as "the sorrow of the bassist" are strangely mixed together.

Time passed slowly, and Iketani Rin secretly reached out and picked up a French fry, dipping it in sauce.

"So the reason you've been following me isn't to steal that IOU, is it?" Ito said calmly. "If that's the case, you can rest assured."

"Unless I get that 230 million, it's absolutely impossible."

He stared directly at Iketani Rin's drooping hair, leaving no room for hesitation.

I've already figured out how to control this bankrupt bassist, band! You're going to be my band's wage slave for the rest of your life!

“I know,” a cool voice came from Iketani Rin’s throat, “Don’t worry, I won’t owe any money.”

Moreover, the content is about a promise to repay the money!

Putting aside her image of having half a French fry dangling from her lips, like a hamster stealing food.

At this moment, in Ito's eyes, Ikeya Rin, who would repay the money, seemed to have a soft filter on her, and even her wolf tail with blue highlights looked more pleasing to the eye, and her whole appearance became more refined!

The two events occurred within a minute of each other, but resulted in two different reactions.

This woman is terrifying... Mori's eyes became wary.

Just a few words that didn't change anything were enough to change Ito's attitude.

This invisible "magic" that manipulates other people's emotions and perceptions is more alarming to Morikami than any straightforward seduction.

and!

Mori watched through gritted teeth as Iketani Rin reached out again with remarkable ease, grabbed another fries from the mountain of extra-large fries she had ordered, dipped it in ketchup, and popped it into her mouth, chewing as if no one else was there.

She was still eating! Eating her fries! With such a nonchalant attitude!

Since it was only carried out after Ito nodded in agreement, Morikami couldn't do anything about it.

But she still felt that her status as "girlfriend" was under unprecedented threat.

She turned her head and looked at Ito, only to find him watching Iketani Rin stealing food with a gaze that was a mixture of relief, reassurance, and a hint of "this child is still salvageable."

"Senior Ito!"

"Excuse me, could I have a strawberry cake?" The voice came from the back seat of Ito's car.

Chapter 188 The Clumsy Idol

"Sakura, if we eat dessert now, do we still need to go to that shop later?!"

"Um, um..." she seemed to be facing the waiter, her voice a little hesitant, "Then... please change it to a hamburger steak set meal, okay? It looks delicious..."

Ito turned his head sharply and looked in the direction of the sound.

In a booth diagonally opposite the window in the restaurant, idol Asada was holding a menu, looking conflicted.

Sitting opposite her was Yoshida Nai, whose face clearly showed that she was "too weak to carry".

Nagano Sae, the student council president whom Morikami mentioned as "not right," was not present.

“That’s not the point, Sakura,” Yoshida Nai’s voice was a gentle reminder, without a trace of blame.

"We're just stopping by for a bit; we're going to queue up at that super popular dessert shop later. Just order a drink! If you order a burger and steak combo, will you even be able to eat the signature soufflé later?"

"Mmm, mmm," Asada Sakura nodded hurriedly, her eyes still glued to the pictures on the menu, completely unaware of the collapse of her logic.

"Um... please give me a chocolate milkshake! A super-sized one! Oh, and the burger patties... could you really not cook them a little more thoroughly? Like, with a slightly crispy edge...?"

She raised her head and looked at the waiter with her big, watery eyes, full of innocent curiosity.

The waiter chuckled and nodded gently, "Okay, your drink will be right there. And the burger patty... we'll try our best to make it to your liking."

Yoshida covered her face.

The only guy who would eat a hamburger as an appetizer is Asada.

They left even faster than I could, and then, by sheer coincidence, we met again here.

No, this is no coincidence. A trendy dessert shop may not necessarily attract Ito, but it will definitely attract Asada.

I really don't understand whether this guy aspires to become the world's number one idol or the world's number one gourmet.

Ito did not immediately rush forward to "apprehend" Asada. Based on his "experience in fighting" Asada, he knew a principle well.

Unless caught red-handed, Asada would never admit to ordering the hamburger steak!

The waiter has already passed the order to the kitchen; it's too late to rush up and stop them, it will only alert them.

Let Asada immerse herself in the sweet anticipation of enjoying the delicious food, like blowing a beautiful soap bubble.

Then, at the moment when she was at her happiest, most relaxed, and her fork was about to touch the hamburger patty.

Snapped!

Let her experience the "wonderful" feeling of having her hopes shattered in an instant!

However, there is one variable here: Asada and his companion discovered it beforehand.

Ito glanced at the two people next to her who were eating fries with their heads down. They must have heard such a clear sound.

But surprisingly, none of them had any intention of saying hello.

Mori could probably guess the reason, after all, no one would want more girls around their boyfriend.

As for Rin Iketani, Ito tentatively categorized her as someone he was unfamiliar with, uninterested in, and unwilling to communicate with.

Listening to the two people chatting not far away, Ito stood up abruptly. Judging from the time, it should be about time.

"Sakura, are you saying that Ito suddenly barged into your room last night while you were trying on clothes?" Yoshida Na raised an eyebrow, her emotions running high.

"Um...yes, that's how it is..." She paused, as if recalling something, and then added softly, "...he stayed for quite a while."

Ito, who had just come out of the kitchen, stopped in mid-air, his smile instantly freezing.

Barging into the room? While I was trying on clothes? And staying for quite a while?!

Mori had raised his head at some point, his violet eyes staring at him, filled with shock, hurt, anger at being deceived, and an accusation of "Senpai, you're actually this kind of person?!"

The fries she was holding fell back into the plate, and a small patch of glaring red ketchup spread across the edge of the plate.

"Ito is a real beast!" Yoshida Nai concluded.

Asada Sakura seemed to finally realize the gravity of her words, and covered her mouth, lowering her voice, "P-Please don't tell Ito."

"If he finds out, I'm afraid I'll be..."

"Such a thing is impossible!" Ito's icy voice rang out between the two, interrupting Asada's subsequent slander.

Asada shuddered at the sudden sound.

She stiffly looked up and saw Ito's gloomy face, which looked like it was dripping with water, and then stiffly looked at Yoshida Nai.

"I...I think I'm hallucinating." She bit her lower lip. "I...Ito shouldn't be here, right?"

Unfortunately, no one can help her now. When she prepares to accuse Ito, she must be prepared for her scheme to be exposed.

Yoshida Nai didn't dare look at Asada's pleading eyes. She raised her hand to shield her forehead, trying to dispel the unsettling chill.

Speaking ill of someone in front of others...

Oh no, Asada now only had one thought: she shouldn't have chosen this restaurant today.

"Sir, your burger steak and extra-large chocolate milkshake are ready." Ito placed the food on the tray in front of Asada. He didn't leave, but just quietly looked at the other person.

"Please, please don't disturb my meal." Asada forced a tough stance. "Waiters shouldn't disrupt the guests' experience."

Ito remained silent and made no further move.

Yoshida covered her face in despair.

"I-Ito..." She instinctively shrank back, "If you don't work properly... I'm going to complain about you!"

Ito handed the tray to a passing waiter, but still didn't say anything.

Yoshida buried her face even deeper in despair, a silent sigh escaping between her fingers.

Time passed second by second, and each second felt like an eternity to Asada.

The aroma of the hamburger steak so close at hand and the icy milkshake cup now felt like torture.

Finally, under Ito's silent yet palpable pressure, Asada began to make her move.

Food is innocent!