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"So, Ito, could you help me button up these?" Asada asked again.

"Auntie!"

"Miss Hayakawa!" Since Hayakawa didn't respond when called "Auntie," Mori called her by name. "Auntie, could you lend Asada-senpai a few clothes? After all, Auntie has a great figure, and Asada-senpai should be able to fit into them perfectly."

Mori specifically emphasized the word "completely," implying that Asada's currently displayed and proudly displayed weapon is insignificant in the face of a truly "mature" woman.

"Uh..." Hayakawa, caught in the crossfire, realized what was going on, but didn't want to miss such an exciting scene. "Sakura, this outfit suits you very well~"

Mori: "..."

Ito: "......"

To say such insincere things, not to mention the sleeves that are obviously too long, if they were really suitable, the buttons wouldn't be impossible to fasten.

“What I mean is…” Sensing the emotion in Mori’s narrowed eyes, Hayakawa tried to salvage the situation. She noticed the coat hanging on the chair. “Sakura, this coat suits you very well.”

After saying that, she thoughtfully helped Asada put on his coat and zipped it up to ensure that there was no element that could lead to a crime.

After finishing, Hayakawa returned to being a bystander, enjoying peanuts and wheat beer – a truly pleasant life.

“Yuhito and I are a good match~” Asada hid her face in the collar of her coat. “Comfortable and gentle.”

What is this guy even talking about?! Asada, you'd better be talking about clothes!

"Hey~ Yuujin, what's wrong with you!" Asada suddenly raised her voice as if she had seen something.

Before Ito could react, he saw Asada squatting in front of him, their faces very close. The last time they were that close was when Mori was ambushing him.

"So please don't leave me for so long. I've even forgotten to fix my tie these past few days, which makes me look tired."

Seeing Asada straighten his tie, Ito breathed a sigh of relief. Oh, it was just a tie.

"However, while you were away, Yujin, I discovered a secret about you," Asada said, pushing the atmosphere to another climax.

"A secret?" Mori looked at Ito, his voice slightly amused. "What other secrets does Hisahito have that I don't know?"

"Actually, it can't be called a secret, but rather evidence of my intimacy with Hisahito." Asada pondered for a moment, then changed to an even more explosive word.

"Intimate?" Mori chewed on the word. "Your Highness and Asada-senpai are very close?"

Faced with pressure from various parties, in order to prove his innocence, Ito raised his hands, stating that these were all Asada's own remarks.

"Yujin, you really like the tie I gave you~ You've been wearing it even though I haven't been around these past few days." Asada suddenly added.

Adjusting a tie doesn't take long, but Asada's movements are particularly meticulous, as if he's preparing to do every movement to the extreme.

Ito could explain this: when handing over work to others, one should try to appear as presentable as possible, and the tie Asada gave him was the best quality among Ito's clothes.

"It's probably just that Senior has been too tired these past few days, which is why he hasn't changed his tie," Mori explained for Ito.

Before Ito could even feel grateful, the other party's next words pushed him one step closer to the abyss.

"To help Yujin relieve his stress, I've been doing my best to serve him all day long~" Mori noticed Asada's hand tying her tie pause and continued to add fuel to the fire, "After all, Asada-senpai has more important things to do, like studying, and Yujin is the most important person to me."

"So, Hisahito," Moriue said with a sweet smile, "did the treat we gave each other when we were alone just now have any effect?"

A reward for being alone? This is comparing a stolen kiss to a reward, but now that it's said, Ito feels he'd rather go through those three days of running around again!

The tie around Ito's neck was suddenly yanked, and he almost couldn't breathe, so he naturally couldn't answer Mori's question.

He instinctively met Asada's eyes, feeling guilty. She blinked innocently, as if it were just normal behavior.

Asada released her grip and instead gently patted Ito's chest a few times, as if trying to smooth out non-existent wrinkles.

But Ito's heart rate increased even more because of this action.

As the atmosphere between the two grew increasingly tense, with invisible sparks seemingly flying through the air, Ito felt a chill run down his spine.

He tried to say something to ease the tension, but he was stopped by the simultaneous glances from Asada and Mori.

He subconsciously turned his pleading gaze to Hayakawa, who was watching the show from the side, only to find that Hayakawa's eyes were sparkling with excitement—the kind of joy that only a spectator could have!

They made no attempt to hide their eagerness for a fight, showing no intention of offering any help.

They stood by and watched someone die!

Ito took a deep breath, knowing that he could only rely on himself.

He suddenly stood up, took a step to the side, and stood between Asada and Mori, blocking their sparks from meeting.

Then, on the other side, out of Mori's sight, he discreetly reached out and grasped Asada's wrist.

He lowered his voice and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear, "Asada, please sing for me once. I want to hear you sing."

Asada's eyes flickered slightly as he felt the warmth from her hand and heard the pleading tone in her voice.

She was silent for a few seconds, and finally just gave a soft "hmm".

Then she withdrew her hand, said nothing, and turned to walk back into the bedroom.

Mori was puzzled when she saw Asada suddenly stop and turn to leave. She wanted to press her advantage and say something more.

But Ito didn't give her that chance.

He quickly turned around and sat down in the chair next to Mori, even moving the chair a little closer to her.

The distance between the two instantly closed, their shoulders almost touching.

Mori was slightly taken aback, seeing Ito suddenly approach, thinking that he was going to explain his whispered conversation with Asada earlier, or to comfort him.

She had even prepared several ways to respond.

However, Ito opened his mouth with a completely unexpected question: "Are you cold?"

Before Mori could answer, he grabbed her hand and stuffed it into his coat pocket.

"Thank you for today, so please get some rest."

The two sat shoulder to shoulder, very close, and from the front, their posture even appeared somewhat intimate.

So when Asada came out of the bedroom again with his guitar, he could only see the two of them sitting very close together, but he couldn't see the hand that had fallen into Ito's pocket.

This scene was witnessed by Hayakawa, a bystander.

She excitedly popped a peanut into her mouth, took a swig of beer, and listened to the increasingly loud, pattering rain outside the window as she moved the untouched tomato noodles in front of her.

+1 snack to go with drinks

Chapter 226 The Unceasing Rain, "Shouting with All My Might"

That night, after I returned from a walk with Grandma Yuriko, Ito took me home and then went back to the hospital.

Although she used the excuse that Grandma Yuriko needed someone to take care of her and that she would feel lonely by herself, I could tell that...

Ito is deliberately avoiding me...

Whether it's unread messages or the fact that he never replies, even when I wanted to visit my grandmother, Ito made all sorts of excuses.

So... why is Ito avoiding me?

.........

With mixed feelings, I spent three long days. These three days should have been spent in training, but no matter what I did, the scene of parting with Ito kept flashing through my mind.

If I can't concentrate on practicing the piano, Ito will definitely be angry when he gets back...

........

Xiao Nai said today, "If you're not good enough, your man will be snatched away by someone else."

Although I knew she was teasing me, I couldn't help but worry. Suddenly pulling out 50 million yen and talking about marriage would scare anyone away, right?

If it were Asada herself, if Ito suddenly proposed to her, she would also...

Okay, she'll agree.

........

Picking up the black and gold Yamaha 611, Asada sat upright in the chair, trying to clear his mind of the chaotic thoughts. Now that Ito was back, he wanted to show him his best side.

As an artist, one must achieve goals as required by one's agent.

Even though Ito is having intimate contact with Mori and secretly doing certain damn things.

The pick scraped across the third fret, producing a harsh, rough sound that made Ito frown.

"Sorry, it was a mistake." Asada apologized insincerely.

She closed her eyes, and images of the past few days spent alone in the bedroom flashed before her eyes, with only Ito's clothes by her side. What kind of home was that!

Seriously, you bastard, why did you run away?!

Ito watched as Asada's hand unconsciously increased its weight on the guitar surface. His eyes narrowed slightly, and Asada's demeanor changed at that moment.

He exuded a dangerous aura and subtly emanated an aggression, the target of which was Ito himself.

Depression, anxiety, pain, helplessness.

Even though Asada hadn't spoken yet, Ito could sense the resentment emanating from her that was about to materialize.

This is not at all like the qualities that Asada should have.

Or... it could be the effect of that item.

Black and white lace-trimmed leg rings – which item can enhance the wearer's empathy?

Ito's gaze fell on the thighs covered by the oversized coat.

No, its effect is not that great.

Even if you amplify an emotion that didn't exist to the beginning, it's still better than nothing. Itoh has tried this before.

The reason she was able to sing "So Annoying" was because of its rebellious spirit and her determination to change and not be defined by worldly conventions.

While the most important aspect of these two songs is to evoke resonance in the listener, "Screaming to the Brink" contains a negative, cathartic element...

Where did Asada get this from? How could such a huge change have occurred in just three days?

Is it because of that so-called "thunderstorm" incident?

While Ito was pondering, Asada finally gathered all her emotions, gently plucked the strings of her Yamaha 611, and then parted her thin lips slightly.

"Immature and ruthless (often) but"

It's like a confession, yet also a statement and self-control, delivering the monologue at the beginning of "Screaming at the End," and then in the next lyric: