Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

"So... the so-called clothing is these two sets they're wearing?"

If it's just to showcase these two outfits, why go to such lengths, making it all so mysterious and even requiring blindfolding?

They are all very beautiful, but Ito thinks they are not suitable for Asada.

"Of course not!" Asada quickly shook his head, his face showing an expression that said, "You underestimate us."

No sooner had she finished speaking than a snap of fingers came from the doorway of the activity room.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it.

Xia Rikui stood at the door, wearing black-rimmed glasses and sporting a neat braid, dressed like a serious librarian.

The snap of her fingers was from her.

As the snap of fingers fell, Naoto Shinno and Kaze Fujikawa each pushed a row of mobile clothes racks and walked in from behind Aoi Natsumi.

The clothes rack was full of clothes of all styles, colors and materials.

Gorgeous stage costumes, uniquely designed performance outfits, and even some custom-made pieces that look incredibly expensive... they can satisfy almost any stage style requirement.

"These—" Xia Rikui adjusted her glasses, her gaze sweeping over everyone present before finally settling on Ito. Her tone was calm, yet carried the solemnity of announcing something important, "You can choose any of them~"

A brief silence fell over the activity room, broken only by the soft creaking of clothes hanger wheels rolling across the old floor.

Ito looked at the clothes that almost filled half of the activity room, and then at the girls in front of him, each with a different style but all dressed up carefully.

"Which clothing store did you rob?" Ito asked while selecting clothes. "And how did you get the clothes to the school?"

"You finally managed to kill Nagano?"

Upon hearing this, the activity room fell silent instantly, as if five Itos had just died.

No one answered his question. Xia Rikui pushed up her glasses and looked up at the ceiling. Shinno Naoto and Fujikawa Kaze silently looked down to study the texture of the floor.

A bad feeling welled up inside her, but after seeing familiar styles on the mobile clothes racks, Ito could finally relax.

Because he's finished.

Before long, that aloof figure entered the activity room, her expression still icy, never showing a smile to anyone.

Nagano Sae's gaze fell on the maid outfit that Ito had worn at the cultural festival. Her tone was calm, revealing no emotion.

“Since Asada is a student at Hibiya High School, then as a student council, I have an obligation to provide a certain level of support.” With her black loafers clicking on the wooden floor, she walked to the window.

"Splash!"

She opened both windows at the same time, and gentle sunlight instantly filled the entire room.

She turned around and looked at Asada and Ito, displaying the aura of a student council president. Before she even spoke, everyone present tensed up, including Takikawa, who had virtually no interaction with Nagano Sae.

"Please do your best at the music festival the day after tomorrow."

After speaking, she didn't linger and walked out of the activity room.

Only after the footsteps disappeared did the air in the activity room slowly begin to circulate again.

"Phew~" Summer Sunflower wiped non-existent sweat from her forehead. "They're finally gone."

Then, Xia Rikui, like a social elite who had been immersed in the fashion world for many years, turned her gaze to Ito and walked forward with great energy.

"Alright, alright, crisis averted! Come here, Ito, tell me your preferences: lace, black stockings, white stockings, or horse oil?"

Aren't these all types of stockings? Ito asked, his face darkening.

Looking at Xia Rikui's confident appearance, although she felt that the other party was unreliable, she had to admit that the Morigami and Takikawa she paired up... were indeed very beautiful.

Although it was already very beautiful...

"Yujin!" The sweet-looking Mori waved to Ito, and Ito's heart skipped a beat.

That's way too much!

He tried hard not to look in that direction and told Xia Rikui his request.

"It needs to be able to grab people's attention immediately, have a visual impact, and the style... can be a little flamboyant and distinctive."

Finally, he glanced at the wary Asada and added, "Most importantly, it has to suit Asada."

"Got it!" Summer Sunflower snapped her fingers, looking like she was taking care of everything.

She then began to wander among the rows of clothes racks, occasionally picking up a piece of clothing and holding it up in front of Asada while muttering things like "not sexy enough" or "doesn't show off her strengths."

However, Ito's attention was not entirely focused on choosing clothes.

His gaze kept drifting to a corner of the activity room, where Asada, Mori, and Takikawa had somehow huddled together, whispering to each other.

Although Mori and Takikawa both had gentle smiles on their faces, Ito had a feeling that the two of them would start fighting at any moment.

Asada, caught between the two, glanced at Mori and then at Takikawa, wanting to compete with these two beautiful sights on the same stage.

This made Ito feel inexplicably worried.

Just then, Xia Rikui, who was pretending to be carefully selecting clothes next to him, took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and suddenly nudged him lightly with her elbow, lowering her voice to boast:

"Thank me, Ito."

It's that familiar opening line again...

Ito frowned subconsciously and turned his head. "This... could it be that this is your doing again?"

Although it sounded strange, he had a gut feeling that the appearance of these clothes was inseparable from Summer Sunflower.

This includes Takikawa, who shouldn't have been there at all, not to mention making them perform in drag.

Summer Sunflower didn't answer directly, but smiled mysteriously, her fingers seemingly casually resting on a rather boldly designed black and purple T-shirt.

The T-shirt had a cutout design on the shoulders, revealing a small portion of one shoulder.

She winked at Ito, lowering her voice even further, with a hint of smug satisfaction at her successful prank:

"How about that? Pretty good, right? Now you get to see two super beautiful girls do a live costume change for you!"

Ito: "..."

Looking at Xia Rikui's "praise me" expression, combined with her suggestive words and the "strange" clothes in front of him, he was speechless for a moment.

The bad influence of bad friends...

In addition to Hayakawa Miki, Yoshida Nai, and Toji-sensei, there is now another person to be wary of.

The people in this activity room are all victims who have been bewitched by the other party's sweet words and flattery.

When will Nagano Sae finally put an end to this bad trend?! Damn it!

"Try this one first," Summer Sunflower waved to Asada.

"Now?" Ito wondered if he had misheard. "This place?"

"What? Ito, you want to help Asada put it on yourself?" Natsumi adjusted her black-rimmed glasses. "It's not impossible."

"As long as you can get those two's consent."

Ito followed her gaze and saw that Takikawa and Mori both had dangerous smiles on their faces.

Forget it, he has absolutely no interest in this kind of thing.

"How cowardly." Summer Sunflower shook her head. "Then please leave."

There are mobile clothes racks and portable changing rooms, but the area still needs to be cleared out.

Summer Sunflower chased out of the room the two people, Shinno and Fujikawa, who had been brought in to do hard labor.

Takigawa and Mori took turns holding onto Ito's arms and carrying him out.

"There's no need for that, I can walk by myself."

"No way!" Takikawa refused decisively.

"That's the only thing I don't quite trust Yujin about," Mori said, adding something equally hurtful. "He was just looking at me and Takikawa-senpai with such lustful eyes."

That last sentence is downright slander.

Without any suspense, he was asked to leave the room, and the two of them went even further, blocking Ito's way and preventing him from seeing anything in the activity room.

Even if it was never going to be possible to see it in the first place...

"By the way, Takikawa, what brings you here? And why are you dressed like this?" Ito was cornered by the two and could only pass the time with idle chatter.

"How is it? Is it good? You didn't answer me at all." Takikawa's focus seemed a little different.

“Nothing has changed.” Ito didn’t want to dwell on the topic, especially since Morikami was there.

"Hmm~ then I'll take it as Ito complimenting me."

Ito nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"Yujin~" Mori's tone was playful, but Ito could sense the other's dissatisfaction.

"Don't be angry, Ito is just that kind of guy." Takikawa couldn't help but smile as she took out some fruit candy from her pocket and stuffed it into Mori's hand, as if coaxing a child.

Then the other one was thrown to Ito.

Ito held out both hands to catch it; the fruit candy was the same kind as the one she had when they rehearsed the dance on the rooftop last time.

"Consider this a reward for praising me~" Takikawa said with a candy in his mouth, "Anyway, this candy was given to me by Natsumi-kun."

Ito: "......"

Under Mori's gaze, the candy in his hand turned into a hot potato, so hot that he wanted to throw it away immediately.

But... just throw away the candy wrapper, pop it into your mouth, and the strawberry flavor immediately bursts forth.

Let's blame those "bad elements".

Chapter 229 "The Rules of Love That Shouldn't Be Taught by Bad Friends"

"Does Senior Yujin really like sweets? He wasn't really interested in sweet foods before."

Mori looked completely innocent. "Because it was given to me by Takikawa-senpai, I happily accepted it?"

This has nothing to do with whether it was given by Takikawa or not. He was called to the office by Mr. Toji as soon as get out of class ended, and then he was dragged here. He didn't have time to eat lunch at all.

In addition, in the morning, Asada forbade Ito from making breakfast for her, citing the reason that "you can't touch other people's ingredients".

And Mori's breakfast...