Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

Ito walked quickly down the corridor, his mind racing.

If you simply pack Mori and Asada up and dump them at Nagano's house, then once they come to their senses, especially that vengeful little devil Mori, you'll definitely face devastating retaliation.

Asada might still be naively convinced that he was genuinely thinking about her social life.

But Mori? She'll definitely make him regret it. For the next month, his lunchbox will be made of pure wasabi rice, which might be the lightest punishment.

He never wanted to experience those miserable days again, when he had no decent lunchboxes and could only eat dry bread.

so.......

The club activity had just ended, and after such a long period of rehearsal, they were ready to go on stage to perform.

Of course, there is still a big gap between them and professionals, after all, they have not received professional guidance.

There's a big difference between stage plays and filming movies. Some things were learned on the spot by Xia Rikui and Fujikawa Kaze, while Yoshida Nai was more professional.

After the event ended, Ito began to implement his plans.

He wanted to change his lodging to his own home; at worst, he would sleep at Hayakawa's place.

I'm working at a convenience store tonight, so I'll be back relatively late, or maybe I'll just stay up all night.

I was worried that Nagano Sae might have some reservations, but she surprisingly agreed very readily.

It seems that her search for Mori and Asada is indeed very important.

Just as Ito was about to mention to Asada that he might not be going home tonight, the gluttonous girl had already disappeared.

As for Mori, before Ito could even bring it up, she moved closer, her violet eyes almost touching Ito's face.

"Senior," she paused for a moment, "I'm staying at your place tonight!"

"Huh?" Ito even suspected that Nagano Sae had leaked the information, or that Mori Kami really had mind-reading abilities.

"Eh~" Mori sighed and lowered his head. "Think about it, senior. As your girlfriend, it's terrible that I can't live with you."

“Isn’t this normal?” Ito retorted. “Besides, we’re not that close as a normal couple.”

But Mori seemed not to hear Itō's words and continued explaining to himself.

"That's exactly what I was saying! Couples should live together, isn't that just a given?" Mori suddenly grabbed Ito's collar. "But your live-in partner isn't me, it's..."

"Asada-senpai!" she said through gritted teeth, "Although I believe Asada-senpai wouldn't do anything outrageous, I don't believe senpai."

"So I'm going to exercise my rights as a girlfriend and conduct a one-night observation activity."

So after saying all that, I'm still afraid something might happen between me and Asada...

Ito firmly believes that it is impossible for a person to like a gluttonous sea otter.

"Row."

"What?" Mori was surprised that Ito agreed so readily. He was stunned for a moment, then leaned close to Ito's cheek and gave him a quick and brief kiss.

The action happened very quickly and suddenly, so no one else saw it.

The culprit then skipped and hopped away from the crime scene after committing the crime.

Huh? Ito touched the spot where the soft touch had been brief...

This money is really hard to earn.

At the checkout counter, Ito scanned the product barcodes, announced the amount, collected the money, and gave change. His movements were practiced, but his eyes were noticeably unfocused.

The bright lights and the noise of customers coming and going in the convenience store could not completely suppress the lingering worry in his heart.

Although he successfully "exiled" himself to work at a convenience store, can the three people in the apartment really coexist peacefully?

As soon as I handed over the change, my phone in my pocket started vibrating violently, the buzzing sound being particularly clear during the relatively quiet time.

Ito's heart skipped a beat.

coming.

He quickly finished dealing with the customer, and while there was no one in line for a while, he took out his phone to unlock it.

The screen was filled with messages from Chinatsu Mori, one after another, almost flooding the screen.

The first item is a photograph.

The scene shows the familiar refrigerator door of the Ito family, wide open and completely empty, with even the last carton of milk nowhere to be seen.

The accompanying caption read: "This is one of the consequences, senior. The pudding, cake rolls, yogurt, and even that chocolate mousse cup you secretly hid in the fridge... are all gone!"

Article 2: "And it was all Asada-senpai who took care of everything... and then... and that's how it ended... So, senpai, when are you finally coming back?"

The text was followed by a heartbroken emoji.

The third comment showed a clear change in tone: "President Nagano actually brought a bunch of high-end sweets! She called them 'gifts'? Humph! She's not that kind! Did she give you money, senpai?!"

This message carries a strong accusatory tone.

Article 4: "Senior! Speak up! Did President Nagano bribe you with money? How much? Tell me! How much did she give you?!"

Mori's intuition was frighteningly accurate, hitting the nail on the head.

Article 5: "Thirty thousand yen? Or fifty thousand yen? Senior, you're going to 'sell' me and Asada-senpai to President Nagano for one night for such a small amount of money?!"

Article Six: "Senior, you've gone too far! I'm going to replace your lunchbox with plain wasabi rice! For a whole month!"

Article 7: "I'm going to break off our friendship for ten minutes!"

As Ito was bombarded with this barrage of information, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Ito stared at the barrage of messages, cold sweat beading on his forehead, his fingers tightening slightly as he gripped his phone.

The air conditioning in the convenience store seemed to be too strong, causing goosebumps to rise on his bare arms.

Not only did Mori accurately guess that Nagano would pay, but she also caught his brief internal struggle over whether to pay 30,000 or 50,000.

Does this woman have radar installed in her intuition?

He was just about to type an explanation when his phone vibrated again.

This time it was sent by Hayakawa.

Hayakawa: "Yu~ Looks like I underestimated you. You actually booked three girls in one night. Are you trying to fill the void left by Anna's absence?"

Ito watched Hayakawa's series of gloating remarks...

He then swiped back to Mori's last message: "I'm breaking up with you for ten minutes! (〃＞＿＜;〃)"

A new message from Mori appeared immediately afterward, just a few seconds earlier.

Mori: "Ten minutes are up. Senpai, you'd better give me a perfect explanation. Asada-senpai, President Nagano, and I are all waiting for you to come back. :)"

That simple smiling expression, in Ito's eyes at that moment, was a hundred times more terrifying than any angry emoticon.

He stared at the ":)" and it was as if he could see Mori's face through the screen, with a sweet smile but icy eyes.

Ito looked at the checkout counter, then at the smiley face on her phone screen, and for the first time felt that working the night shift at the convenience store was so safe and something she would miss.

He silently put his phone back in his pocket, took a deep breath, and sighed silently at the air, and at the inevitable tragic tomorrow.

Tonight... I'll work this shift for as long as I can.

Chapter 197 We can no longer back down!

As we passed under the yellow glow of the streetlights, moths fluttered their wings around the light source.

There's no time to mourn over working; the most important thing now is to rush to the battlefield, to the battlefield where those three women are.

Ever since the incident where Asada, that gluttonous sea otter, forced himself on me, Ito has developed the habit of locking his bedroom door from the inside.

This was one of the main reasons why he dared to work with peace of mind, but now that pure land is about to be defiled by others.

Ten minutes earlier, when Ito was taking inventory in the warehouse, he received a text message from Hayakawa.

The other party sent a short video, which was a performance video of Asada playing the electric guitar.

This wouldn't have been a problem in itself, but the most crucial thing was the song Asada played. Itō had just written it not long ago and hadn't given it to Asada yet.

To be more specific, the sheet music was kept in Ito's bedroom, and considering that Asada is now actually trying to play it.

The crystal has fallen.

When he realized this, he didn't even bother to ask the store manager for leave. He just said hello and jogged towards the apartment.

He feared that if he waited until his job ended, his bedroom would become the venue for their pajama parties.

Although the possibility of this happening is very small, it doesn't prevent Ito from having this idea.

Besides, the guy in his room is Mori!

It's Mori-kami Chinatsu!

She originally came to supervise her boyfriend with the responsibility of making her "jealous," but she not only discovered that there was another woman in her boyfriend's house, but she was also irresponsibly abandoned by her boyfriend.

This is intolerable for anyone, let alone Mori. Now that she has obtained the bedroom, a crucial item, who knows what she might do?

And after unlocking the bedroom, there was no sound at all, at least not a word to Ito, which is not Morigami's style.

My footsteps echoed heavily on the familiar apartment stairs as I arrived at my front door.

Behind the closed door, the sound waves of an electric guitar faintly penetrated the door panel, a buzzing distortion, carrying a touch of youthful, untamed energy.

"Want to Be Cute"? Is Asada playing it?

He pulled out his key, his fingertips icy cold, and inserted it into the lock with a tragic air of self-destruction. With a soft click, the door opened.

The warm yellow light from the living room spilled out.

Asada was holding a Yamaha 611 electric guitar, sitting cross-legged in the center of the carpet, her slender fingers plucking the strings as she practiced "I Want to Be Cute".

She was wearing a loose white long T-shirt with an adorable cat head printed on it, and her legs were bare.

To Asada's left sat Nagano Sae.

The president remained as impeccably dressed as ever, her long black hair flowing smoothly over her shoulders, wearing a dark gray silk robe that revealed only a glimpse of her fair ankles.

The one to Asada's right is Morikami Chinatsu.

The moment Ito's gaze fell upon those eyes that shimmered with a violet light under the lamp, his heart clenched painfully.

She was also dressed in pajamas, a light purple spaghetti strap top paired with loose shorts of the same color, revealing her smooth shoulders and legs.