Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

"You just want to see what valuable things I have in my house so you can figure out how to sell them, right?" Ito saw through his lie immediately.

This is not a baseless guess, but a fact he deduced based on his understanding of Ito Keihei's character.

“That’s not how it works,” Ito Keihei tried to argue, his gaze drifting to Asada, who was being shielded by Ito. “You see, if I hadn’t come, how would I have known that you and Ms. Asada were ‘living together’? Don’t you think so?”

He deliberately emphasized the words "cohabitation".

"Hmm..." Asada nodded subconsciously, but her face was filled with even greater confusion.

Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, she timidly raised her hand, as if asking a question in class, "Um... excuse me, what is a 'marriage contract'?"

She looked at Ito, her eyes filled with innocence and confusion.

"Ito, is it because you have a relative getting married? So you need to go and help out? Is it a long way away? Not in Tokyo? So you need to stay for a few days? Do you need me to come with you? I can help out too."

Ito: "..."

He glanced coldly at Ito Keihei, his eyes filled with reproach that said, "It's all your fault for being so talkative."

“Yes…” Ito sighed, speaking helplessly, feeling that there was no point in hiding it anymore, “It’s my own engagement. In real life.”

So what does this mean? Why can't I understand it all at once?

marry.......

Ito? ! ! !

Asada's expression suddenly froze, and his eyes instantly lost their luster, becoming empty.

She stiffly turned her head toward Ito Keihei, her eyes filled with a final plea, hoping to get a negative answer from him.

"Yes, that's the situation." Feeling guilty and regretful after being looked at like that by the little girl.

He shouldn't have had the idea of ​​playing a trick on her. It was mainly because he saw that his serious son actually had a girl he was living with, and his wicked sense of humor just came to him.

"It's fake! Ito, this must be fake, right? You could have refused, right? Ito, you must have refused, right? Ito, you wouldn't be with a girl you don't like, right? You wouldn't do something like this that doesn't bring you any benefit, right!"

Asada's voice suddenly rose, his words clearly showing panic.

"Because they refused, they didn't tell me it would definitely be like this!"

“Actually, it’s not all bad,” Ito Keihei tried to add “objectively” to ease the tension, “At least Ito doesn’t have to worry about money anymore.”

Ito himself remained silent, offering no reply, which was tantamount to acquiescence.

"...Money, money?" Asada grasped at the last straw, frantically rummaging through his pockets, but they were empty.

She then turned and rushed into Ito's bedroom, took out her clothes, found the wallet with the cat pendant, opened it with a swish, and showed Ito the thin stack of banknotes and change inside.

"Money! I have lots of money too!" Her voice was filled with desperate panic. "Lots, lots of money! We can earn lots, lots of money in the future! Our stage play! Our songs! We definitely can!"

"Wait, Asada, calm down." Ito noticed that Asada was not in a good state and her emotions were obviously out of control.

"I can't calm down! What does this mean?!" Asada's voice trembled with tears, her eyes quickly reddening. "Our business has only just begun! The team has only just been formed!"

"How could you... how could you leave like this! Marriage?! To whom? Why did you agree to this?! What kind of marriage is this?!"

"Getting married won't affect your career, right..." Ito Keihei weakly tried to salvage the mess he had made, but his words seemed utterly inadequate at the moment.

"How can it not have an impact!" Asada almost shouted, tears finally welling up in her eyes.

"He's moving away! He's going to be someone else's husband! Will we still be able to write songs together? Will we still be able to rehearse until late? Will we still be able to... will we still be able to be like this?!"

She wiped her tears haphazardly with the back of her hand, but the more she wiped, the more tears she shed.

"And...and who is that guy anyway? What does she know! She doesn't...she doesn't understand Ito at all, let alone take care of him!"

Seeing this, Ito Keihei realized that he had gone too far with his joke. He hadn't expected that this little girl would have such deep feelings for Ito.

After saying goodbye to Ito, he went to Ito's bedroom, leaving the two young men in the living room.

"Ito, do you really have to get married?" Asada looked up at Ito, her red and swollen eyes filled with determination.

"I...no, what should I do, Mori? Isn't she your girlfriend? How can you...how can you be so unfair to her?"

Ito never expected the other party to care about Mori. Judging from yesterday, Ito thought the two were irreconcilable enemies.

"Mori actually knows, I just told her..."

Before Ito could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a voice coming from the corridor. Whenever the young couple had a conflict, a judge would always appear to uphold justice.

Although Hayakawa always favored Asada, he was always able to resolve the issues.

"Hey! What's going on? I can hear Sakura crying from next door. Yu, what are you doing?"

Hayakawa walked in through the door, his expression very serious.

“I thought you could appease Sakura, so I didn’t come over, but now…” Hayakawa looked at the tear stains still on Asada’s face and her eyes, which were wet with tears, and felt a surge of pity.

"Although I couldn't hear very clearly from next door, what's with this marriage? Isn't it a bit too much to marry Chinatsu so soon!"

Without giving Ito a chance to speak, she continued, "I don't mean to say I dislike Chinatsu. On the contrary, I admire proactive girls like her. But Ito, have you ever really thought about whether you really like Chinatsu?"

"I already felt that your relationship with Qianxia was somewhat inappropriate, even hasty, but considering that young people have to go through these things, I didn't say much. But now you're getting married, what's going on?"

"If you haven't even resolved your own relationship issues, how dare you talk about marriage? Isn't that incredibly irresponsible? Is marriage something to be taken so lightly?"

"Besides..." Hayakawa's face was full of impatience, "Forget it, you've disappointed me too much."

She took Asada's hand, intending to lead her away from this heartbreaking place.

Ito snapped out of his daze, still reeling from Hayakawa's reprimand. He grabbed Asada's wrist as he was being led away, saying, "Let me finish."

"What else do you have to say for yourself, you scumbag Yu!" Hayakawa stopped, ready to listen to Ito's explanation, and gently patted Asada's hand to soothe him.

Seeing that Asada was also looking at him, Ito carefully considered his words, thinking about how to tell her in the simplest terms.

"I do not intend to fulfill this marriage contract, but I am forced by circumstances to pay 50 million yen in damages if I break the contract."

"Besides, the person I want to marry is not Moriue, but Nagano Sae."

Finally, Ito spoke up and waited for their reaction.

"You mean Nagano Sae, the girl who stayed over last time?" Hayakawa's expression turned strange. "Ito, if you're sick, then I can forgive you."

Asada didn't believe Ito's words either. After all, marrying Nagano Sae was a bit too fantastical, and Ito had spoken ill of her to her more than once.

Ito: "..."

“If you don’t believe me,” he took out his phone and dialed Nagano Sae’s number, “then let her explain it to me personally.”

The phone was answered after it rang.

"Hey, what's up?" Nagano Sae's cool voice came from the other end.

After Ito explained the situation in general terms, everyone waited for Nagano Sae's response.

"Yes, that's right. I'm getting married to Ito soon. If you want to congratulate me, please say so at the wedding."

That's true, but it's not quite like that either... Ito's expression became complicated.

Chapter 219 Please wait here until I return, and do not leave!

The call was quickly disconnected, without a single unnecessary word being spoken, and her explanation was even somewhat misleading.

Ito even felt that congratulating someone on their marriage was just adding fuel to the fire!

"Asada, you heard it all, didn't you? I didn't lie to you." Ito herself didn't realize the tension in her voice.

If marrying someone you know can alleviate their current anxiety, then it won't be a waste of his time bringing up Nagano Sae.

"You should know Nagano Sae's personality. Her career will definitely be affected to some extent, which is unavoidable, but it won't be completely impossible."

Ito tried to keep his tone gentle, "For example, the issue of rehearsal time is easy to solve. I don't think Nagano would mind if you moved in with us."

That's what they say, but once Ito actually marries Nagano Sae, he might not be as attentive as he is now.

After all, the purpose of helping Asada become famous was to ensure a comfortable retirement with his wealth, and marrying Nagano Sae had already achieved that goal.

So this is actually a lie.

"You're still unwilling to give up Asada after getting married, Yu..." Hayakawa Miki's expression was solemn as she drew out her words.

"You really have impressed me!" Hayakawa gave Ito a thumbs up.

"Miss Hayakawa!" Asada called out in dissatisfaction.

“I’m teaching Yu a lesson,” Hayakawa said with a serious face. “This guy who’s juggling multiple relationships, if we don’t teach him a lesson sooner or later, he’ll fall for a woman.”

"Besides, I could tell from the last time that girl named Nagano Sae stayed over. I just didn't expect it to develop to this point."

Hayakawa put her hand on Ito's shoulder. "Yu, listen to your older sister's advice. Girls who don't flinch are hard to deal with. Let's just fool Sakurari and not really get ourselves involved."

Ito shook off the other person's hand that was on his shoulder. What was all this about?!

“Ito…” Asada lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the wooden floor. “Was what you said before, ‘as long as you like me,’ a lie? If I really marry the president, will I be alone again?”

Why did we bring up this topic again...?

"And there's Yoshida Nai, isn't she your best friend? Hayakawa can also keep you company, she's very reliable. As for accommodation, we've already paid three months' rent in advance, so you can continue to stay until the start of the next semester."

Ito crouched down, looking up to meet Asada's gaze. "If you think you're lonely after losing me, then Asada, you're such a failure! How can you even think like that!"

I was already worried about how Asada would live in this industry after I retired successfully.

The fact that it ended prematurely has completely exposed Asada's problems.

"I've said it before, you can't rely on me forever. If a team is carried by one person, it won't go far." Ito began to lecture, not even caring about Asada's current mood.

Ito considered this problem very serious, a thousand times more serious than his personal emotional problems.

"But... but I've been relying on you, Ito..." Asada said, biting her lip.

She was increasingly feeling useless; her ability to quickly stand out among a group of newcomers and have so many opportunities was entirely, completely, thanks to Ito...

He's not very bright, otherwise he wouldn't have done something like altering exam scores.

"It's all thanks to me?" Ito pointed to the black and gold Yamaha electric guitar in the corner. "I'm the one who stays up all night practicing the electric guitar? I'm the one who can perfectly master the movements after just a few simple repetitions? I'm the one who can memorize a song at a glance? I'm the one who got the theme song collaboration from Director Hase?"

"Besides, it's you, Asada, who's singing on stage! I've never heard of any group where the lead singer isn't important! Maybe there's some reliance on me at the beginning, but in the end, doesn't it all come down to you, Asada?"

"Once you're on stage at the Tokyo Dome or the Budokan, what can I do? Perform? That won't require me. All I can do is cheer you on from the audience. Does that mean I'll still be the one to do everything?"

The April wind blew in from the entrance, ruffling Asada's disheveled hair and clearing away the stray hairs from her forehead, revealing her smooth forehead and exposing her entire face to Ito.

"So, Asada, please believe in yourself. The first lesson of being an idol is to always believe in yourself!"