Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

"..." Ito remembered very clearly that this should be his home.

Hayakawa ignored Ito's reaction and casually walked into the room. After seeing the reactions of everyone in the room, she stopped dramatically.

Asada, covered in a bag of potato chips like an ostrich; Mori, hugging a pillow with a face full of anger and red marks; and Nagano Sae by the window.

When her gaze locked onto Nagano, her fox-like eyes, adorned with exquisite eyeliner, instantly shone with a light comparable to discovering a new continent.

........

The five people sat around the dining table, on which was laid out the food that Hayakawa had brought.

"Yu~" Hayakawa leaned close to Nagano Sae, so close that he could almost smell her cool, light fragrance.

"And who is this? A new friend? Or... um?" She drawled, her eyes darting back and forth between Ito and Nagano with an ambiguous look, her face revealing undisguised gossip.

She certainly knew Nagano Sae, but that didn't stop her from pretending to be clueless and creating a topic of conversation.

“Sae Nagano.” Nagano turned slightly to the side, creating a small distance between them. Her face still wore that ever-present cold mask as she nodded to Hayakawa. “Nice to meet you. Ito-san’s…student council colleague.”

A more distant and formal title has replaced the previous "classmate".

"Sae Nagano." Hayakawa murmured the name, his tone twisting and turning.

She clapped her hands suddenly, startling Asada, who was drinking her soda. Her gaze intensified as she stared at Ito. "So, those kinds of relationships can exist in the student council too... No wonder, no wonder Yu always brings it up..."

“Ms. Hayakawa,” Nagano’s voice interrupted precisely, “Student council members are serious working partners. All communication is limited to campus affairs. You’re overinterpreting this.”

Her words became firm: that kind of relationship must not exist!

Besides, Ito isn't really part of the student council.

Hayakawa's smile widened, as if the resistance had ignited his fighting spirit.

Instead of backing away, she leaned forward slightly, displaying a mischievous, childlike charm characteristic of mature women.

"No need to be so serious. I've been there, I know what I mean~ Young people, you know, organizing activities together, having meetings until late at night..." She paused deliberately, glancing at the guitar on the music stand next to her, "and developing some shared musical interests...tsk tsk tsk, youth is so wonderful~"

Nagano Sae didn't even lift her eyelids, picked up the almost untouched glass of juice in front of her, and took a small sip.

"It's perfectly normal for the student council president to care about students' studies and club activities."

She emphasized the word "normal" with a blank expression.

Hayakawa was taken aback, but his interest only grew stronger.

As if she had discovered a new toy, she turned to Asada, who was engrossed in struggling with a braised octopus leg.

"Sakura~ What do you think? Does your student council president care a lot about Yuu? They must be together a lot for rehearsals and performances, right?"

Asada suddenly raised his head, his cheeks puffed out like a hamster's, blinking blankly, with sauce still on the corner of his mouth.

"Huh? Rehearsal?" She swallowed the food in her mouth and said sincerely, "President... the president doesn't need to rehearse."

"..." Hayakawa's lips twitched. This silly girl.

She immediately turned her gun on the purple-haired girl who had been torturing Ito with her eyes.

"Chika!" Her voice was sickeningly sweet. "Chika, you're the one who has the most to say this. Does Yu often 'discuss work' with President Nagano? Hmm? Have you been secretly 'exchanging' tips behind our lovely Chika's back?"

Chinatsu Mori was viciously poking at an innocent piece of fried chicken with her chopsticks, as if it were Ito's head.

Upon hearing Hayakawa's words, she abruptly raised her head, two small flames burning in her violet pupils, but she forced a sweet, fake smile onto her face.

"Miki-nee~ You're overthinking it." Her voice was clear and crisp, with a deliberately raised tone. "Ito-senpai is very busy, how could he have time for 'in-depth exchanges' with the president?"

"He's busy being a 'bad guy.' All he does is bully people, break his promises, and is incredibly stingy, right, senior?"

She gestured with her chin toward Ito, her eyes conveying a clear message: You dare to argue with me?

Ito's temple throbbed; it seemed he wasn't the only one who didn't keep his word.

"Look, look!" Mori immediately pointed at Ito and complained to Hayakawa, "He's going to make excuses again. Miki-nee, look at his expression. Isn't it especially 'bad'? Especially 'despicable'?"

"And he's incredibly stubborn. He has absolutely no empathy. All he does is keep asking and asking and asking."

She angrily poked the fried chicken again, piercing it all the way through.

Hayakawa was overjoyed to see Mori's sullen yet protective expression, and he chuckled.

"Oh my~ It seems our little Qianxia harbors quite a grudge! But then again~" She changed the subject, her fox-like eyes narrowing and flashing with ill intent, "Men, sometimes a little 'bad' is more endearing, right? Especially someone like Xiaoyou, so serious on the surface, but secretly... hehe..."

She deliberately let out a few ambiguous chuckles, her eyes darting back and forth between Ito and Mori, "Chika, you'd better keep a close eye on him~ Don't let him have the chance to be 'bad' to others too~"

Mori nodded in agreement. "Yes. Yes."

Ito: "......"

"Pfft." Asada couldn't help but laugh out loud, then quickly covered her mouth, her big eyes darting around.

Nagano Sae continued to eat quietly, taking small bites.

Hayakawa was very satisfied with the scene on the table and was about to add fuel to the fire when he subconsciously leaned back in his chair with a laugh, crossed his legs, and pulled the edges of the pockets of his tight denim hot pants even wider.

"Ding-dong!!!"

A crisp, loud metallic clang rang out without warning.

The sound was so sudden that it instantly drowned out all other sounds.

Hayakawa's lingering laughter, Mori's angry mutterings, Asada's suppressed laughter, and even Ito's helpless sigh.

Time seemed to have been paused.

Everyone froze in their tracks.

Their gazes, as if drawn by invisible threads, all focused on Hayakawa Miki's feet with disbelief and astonishment.

A key lay quietly on the wooden floor there.

The secret was revealed in the worst possible way.

The living room was deathly silent.

The smell of barbecue smoke, the aroma of fried food, the sweetness of fruit juice... all the smells are frozen in the air.

Hayakawa Miki's smile froze completely, and a hint of annoyance and "Oh no" flashed in her eyes.

Ito stared at the key on the ground, gleaming under the light, his temples throbbing.

He took a deep breath, his voice low:

"Hayakawa, Miki, and Ki".

Chapter 199 Cunning and Terrible Night Raid Segment

Ito was locked up.

Like a helpless husband, he could only stay alone in his room, utterly powerless.

The appearance of that key did not give Ito Shin any leverage; instead, it made him realize that he had become a vulnerable person.

The moment the name "Hayakawa Miki" was called out, she took action, covering her chest with her hands and cunningly revealing her purple lace camisole, then looking at Ito with a hesitant expression.

Of course, this attitude was not attractive to Ito; no one would like an old woman who is still a virgin even in her thirties.

The same applies to Ms. Totsugi; no matter how sexy she dresses or how provocative she speaks, she cannot change her image in Ito's mind.

No offense to their looks, but the fact that someone who acts like a horny gorilla can still stay single is something worth exploring.

However, Hayakawa's action still caused some changes. Although her previous more explicit actions had been to no avail, the new conditions gave her move a forbidden power.

First, Mori started by scolding Ito, trying to stop him from doing his thing. She quickly ran over and stood between the two of them.

Then Nagano Sae took action, shouting something nonsensical like "this kind of behavior should be listed as a key prohibited item by the student council," before grabbing Ito's restless wrist.

And then came this scene...

Asada, who was eating fried chicken and watching the show, dragged Ito back to his bedroom for confinement and reflection.

After thinking carefully for three minutes, Ito finally understood the crux of the problem.

The bedroom door wasn't closed, but Asada stood like a guardian deity at the entrance, preventing Ito from leaving.

Through the crack in the door, one could directly observe the situation in the living room. The three were having a secret conversation, without mentioning Asada's conversation.

The sound was very soft, so Ito couldn't hear the specific content.

However, judging from Hayakawa's droopy face, he must have been severely reprimanded by Mori and Nagano.

and also?

Putting aside this strange thought for the moment, Ito moved closer to Asada, who was focused on eating, and whispered in her ear:

"Asada, how's the taste?"

"Hmm...it's alright. But it gets a bit greasy after a while. It would be even better with some lemon or something."

Asada answered instinctively, but after realizing who was speaking, she immediately adopted a defensive posture, crossing her two chicken legs in front of her to block the view.

She was about to shout out to summon her evil allies for help when Ito forcibly covered her mouth and dragged her into the bedroom.

While doing so, gently close the door with your heel.

"How come you've gained weight again?"

After leading Asada into the bedroom, this was Ito's first thought, and it was this sentence that left Asada speechless and stammering.

She glanced guiltily at the corner of the bedroom, where some unused clutter was piled up, momentarily forgetting her predicament.

"It's, it's a chicken leg!" She held up the chicken leg in her hand. "It's because these two things are too heavy."

"Hmm, hmm, that's it, you wretched chicken leg." She pretended to criticize the chicken leg in her hand, "It's all your fault, you bad guy, that made Ito misunderstand me."

After speaking, Asada Shiguchi eliminated the evil force, and then, as if displaying spoils of war, waved the chicken bone in his hand at Ito.

"Look, the culprit that made me gain weight has been eliminated."

“…” Having witnessed all of this, Ito felt his temples throbbing.

Looking at Asada's serious expression, he couldn't tell for a moment whether the child was really stupid or just pretending to be smart.

"If you think of it as the weight of a chicken leg, then after you eat it, you will still live with that weight."

Taking advantage of the lecturing opportunity, Ito casually wiped his sticky hands, which had become sticky from covering Asada's mouth, with Asada's clothes.

"Ito, you're really stupid~" Asada frowned as she put the two chicken bones together. "This is what happens when you don't pay attention in class, even though it's a knowledge point that was taught in both physics and chemistry class."