Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

"But I still can't accept it..." Asada finally couldn't control herself anymore. She bit her lip until it bled, and large tears kept falling, leaving water stains on the floor.

“Ito, haven’t you realized yet? These are all my excuses. I really don’t want you to leave.” Asada’s voice choked as she wiped her eyes with her arm. “Even when I was with Mori, I didn’t feel this bad. That’s because I know you don’t like Ito.”

"But marriage is a completely different matter. You might not be able to take on the responsibilities of a boyfriend, Ito, but what about a husband? Besides, he's the chairman, so you two probably started something already!"

“Takigawa and I both saw it on the balcony before that cultural festival… and at the anime convention… the person you were protecting was the student council president, right… so…” Asada couldn’t finish her sentence; her voice couldn’t form a complete syllable.

She squatted down, clutching her hair, and broke down completely.

"You'd sell yourself for just fifty million yen? How could you, Ito, do this? You'd sell yourself for that little bit of money?"

“Asada… If I can raise this money within a month, I won’t compromise.” Ito recalled Mori’s strange words, “It only takes fifty million yen to buy my senior.”

It's hard to imagine how a newly adult female high school student could possibly come up with that kind of money...

"So, Ito, you don't want to get married either!" Asada seemed to be a drowning person grabbing a lifebuoy, and a glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes.

Ito nodded. He really didn't want to marry Nagano Sae; who knew what kind of child they would have?

Combining his and Nagano Sae's characteristics... one only sees power, the other only sees money...

This will ruin the child's life!

"Then, please wait a moment! Don't follow me, just wait here for me! Please wait here until I come back, and don't leave!"

Asada finished speaking and ran straight out the door, giving Ito no time to react. She didn't even change her shoes; she was still wearing her indoor slippers.

The door was suddenly pulled open and then slammed shut, and the entryway returned to silence. Afternoon sunlight slanted through the living room, casting long, narrow patches of light on the wooden floor.

Tiny dust particles float in the air, silently rotating and settling in the light.

The occasional distant rumble of trams outside the window only served to emphasize the emptiness and quietness of the room.

However, the conflict that just broke out will not disappear.

Ito wanted to chase after him immediately, but Hayakawa stepped in front of him and blocked his way.

"Let me go find her!" Ito's voice was unusually agitated. "Hayakawa, aren't you afraid she'll be in danger? She was so emotionally unstable just now!"

"Please believe her!" Hayakawa's tone became unusually serious. "Didn't you just tell Yu that yourself? To tell her to believe in herself."

"Besides, Xiaoyingli asked you to stay here. This is a decision she made with great difficulty. Please don't let her determination go to waste."

Her gaze turned worriedly to the empty corridor outside the entrance, clearly also concerned about the girl who had rashly run away.

"Fifty million yen! How do you think Asada could possibly get that money?" Ito was a little agitated, and his voice rose involuntarily. "Since I've known her, the only elder I've ever seen in her circle is that uncle who looks like a homeless man!"

"Do you really want her to use her own ID to borrow money from loan sharks? To burden a child who hasn't even truly entered society with a huge debt that she can't possibly repay?"

Hayakawa was swayed by Ito's words, and his face paled.

She really couldn't imagine where Asada could get such a large sum of money.

She herself has worked diligently and conscientiously for so many years, yet she still couldn't save up that much money.

"It's no use..." Hayakawa hesitated for a moment, but ultimately resorted to her "unreliable" nature, choosing to think positively. "Besides, even if you go out now, you won't find her. Tokyo is so big, where could she have gone?"

Ito grew increasingly agitated, a nameless anger rising within him.

If it weren't for Ito Keihei and the others taking it upon themselves to come up with this absurd marriage, his original plans and life would never have been disrupted!

They have absolutely no idea about his current situation!

"Damn it!" Ito muttered under his breath, his fists clenched.

After forcing himself to calm down, he took a deep breath, took out his phone, and started dialing numbers rapidly.

He must use every available connection.

The first person I called was Naoto Shinno. I briefly explained the situation and asked him to keep an eye out for places Asada frequented.

The second call was to Yoshida Nai, who was more well-informed.

The third call was to Kurokawa Ori; her reliable personality should allow her to offer some assistance.

The fourth call was to Saionji Chizuru. Although I didn't have high hopes, more people meant more help.

Fifth, he called Mori-gami Chinatsu.

After the call connected, he tried to explain in a calm tone that Asada had run away because of the engagement.

Mori was silent for a few seconds on the other end of the phone, then calmly told Ito to rest assured and leave it to her before hanging up.

Finally, after hesitating for a moment, he dialed Nagano Sae's number.

After the call was connected, he succinctly explained the current situation.

There was a brief silence on Nagano Sae's end, followed by her voice coming through the receiver. It was still cool and clear, but there seemed to be a subtle, almost imperceptible change in her tone:

"...It's my fault. Whether in the name of the Hibiya High School Student Council or as Asada Sakura's friend, I have a responsibility and obligation to bring her back. Give me some time."

After explaining things to everyone, Ito took a deep breath, but he still couldn't sit at home and wait.

He walked towards the door again, intending to go out and search for it himself.

“I’ll say it again,” Hayakawa stopped him again, her attitude firm, “Sakura has told you that you must stay here… She wants you to wait for her here.”

Seeing Ito's anxious yet helpless expression, she patted his shoulder forcefully, trying to convey some confidence:

"So, please trust me this time! Watch me bring her back to you safe and sound!"

After saying that, Hayakawa gave Ito a "leave it to me" look, twisted his arm as if he was about to do something big, turned around and rushed out the door, his figure disappearing quickly.

The door was gently closed.

Ito was suddenly left alone in the room.

The empty living room was eerily quiet, with only the ticking of the second hand of the wall clock, each second striking Ito's heart.

He stood there, his fists clenching and unclenching, finally letting out a heavy sigh, his eyes fixed on the closed door, waiting for any news.

Is there anything else I can do to help? Ito kept thinking back, only now realizing how little he knew about Asada.

The other party's family and social situation were completely unknown. Apart from mutual friends, even the uncle who suddenly appeared was completely unknown to them.

I also tried dialing Asada's number, but the phone with the Ito version of "Want to Be Cute" as its ringtone rang in the living room.

He didn't take anything with him... not even his wallet.

After opening the wallet with the kitten charm, it collapsed to the ground, the coins still lying on the edge of the dining table.

Ito looked at the noodles on the table, which had long since cooled down. The noodles had swelled up, and bean sprouts were spread on top of them.

One can imagine what Asada did while he was away: he changed half of the duvet cover and left the pillow on the balcony.

"Please come back soon..." Ito grew increasingly worried.

Ito lay on the bed, still smelling of Asada, clutching her phone tightly, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

and many more!

He turned on his phone screen, quickly scrolled through his contacts, locked onto a target, and dialed the number.

The number labeled "Ikeya Rin" was answered quickly.

"Hey, I have something very important to do right now." Ito didn't have time to ask where the other person was. "Asada has disappeared!"

"Please don't speak, wait until I finish!"

"I know you know Asada, otherwise no one would have sent you to follow me, and Asada wouldn't have covered for you back then. I don't care about any of that now, I just want you to help me find her!"

"I'm begging you. I don't know where she's gone, I don't know where she's run off to, I don't even have her family's phone number. Please, please find her!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, as if someone was communicating. Then, while Ito was waiting, Iketani Rin's voice came through.

"it is good."

"Th-thank you!"

After hanging up the phone, Ito had done everything he needed to. He hoped nothing bad would happen to Miss Idol, otherwise...

Ito really didn't know what to do.

No, there's one more thing!

Ito headed towards the bedroom; he wanted to find the culprit and demand an explanation.

Chapter 220 The psychological blow achieved by Chika's little prank!

Time passed second by second. Ito sat in the room, watching the sky outside gradually darken, the clouds slowly drifting until they disappeared on the horizon, and the streetlights turning on one after another.

Asada still hasn't returned.

The only thing mentioned was Rin Iketani's statement that Asada was by her side, which was essentially a way of reassuring her that she was safe; nothing else was mentioned.

Logically, knowing that Asada is safe now, Ito should be relieved. However, after negotiating with Ito Keihei, he simply couldn't suppress the turmoil in his heart.

His thoughts were complicated, like cotton stuffed with lead.

Yuriko Minamoto... is going to die.

It's impossible for him to die peacefully in his sleep, after all, he's only in his seventies now, which is the time for him to strive in his old age.

When I last visited her in the hospital, the old lady was still in high spirits, and she joined forces with Mori and Asada to give me a good scolding.

Ito still vividly remembers the scene where he had to make a guarantee.

But now you're telling me that Yuriko Minamoto is going to die and only has three more years to live, which is exactly one year after I marry Sae Nagano, according to the marriage agreement.

Everything has its reasons. I used to think Yuriko's nagging about finding a girlfriend was just her getting older and more worried, but now it seems...

She didn't say a word, keeping it from me. Even Ito Keihei and the others found out before I, who had always been by her side, did.

If the hospital hadn't sent the payment notice to Ito Keihei, they might have been kept in the dark as well.

As for the fifty million yen, Ito Keihei gave it all to the hospital, using it to buy Yuriko a permanent single room in the hospital.

Ito's eyelids drooped, and the screen of his phone, which was off, reflected his sorrowful face.

It's incurable... and Yuriko doesn't want to get treated either.

The apartment door lock made a slight turning sound before being pushed open.

It wasn't Asada who appeared at the door, but Morigami Chinatsu.

She stood there, about 1.6 meters tall, and the light from the corridor behind her stretched her shadow long, casting a heavy shadow over Ito, who was sitting in the shadows of the living room.