Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

He just wanted to stay quietly on the sidelines and watch the show, at most handling things behind the scenes!

Besides, what would he be doing up there? Performing a love waltz with Ito?

But in order not to completely ruin the performance, he gritted his teeth and walked onto the stage with heavy steps.

"Hold this for me," Ito said, naturally handing over the microphone.

Xinye paused for a moment, then subconsciously took it.

Just grabbing the microphone?

It seems... alright?

Nothing serious should happen... right?

This naive idea cost him dearly the next moment.

Ito naturally raised his hand and gently patted his shoulder, a gesture that seemed encouraging but actually concealed malicious intent.

He took the opportunity to lean down and whisper quickly in Xinye's ear, in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"The rest of the time is up to you. Try to hold out until Iketani Rin and the others arrive."

"Huh?!" Xinye reacted instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He instinctively reached out to grab the bastard who was turning to run away!

But Ito, like a cunning eel, ducked low and nimbly dodged his hand, not even letting Shinno touch the hem of his clothes.

Xinye could only watch helplessly as that guy leisurely slipped off the stage, his back view radiating "relief" and "irresponsibility"!

Now he understood why Asada and the others were so furious.

Although Shinno used to think that Ito was a bit problematic, with an awkward personality and aversion to trouble, he even thought it was a kind of personality because it didn't concern him.

Now he fully realizes it.

Yuhito Ito!

He's a rotten guy to the core! He has absolutely no sense of responsibility!

Whispers began to rise from the audience, who had clearly noticed the abrupt handover and were starting to feel confused.

If we wait any longer, this feeling will likely turn into dissatisfaction.

If dissatisfaction erupts after Ito deserts at the last minute, it could very well ruin the atmosphere that Asada and the others have worked so hard to create!

The only bad one is Ito; everyone else is innocent!

Xinye was sweating profusely, what should he do now?!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that bastard Ito had casually strolled over to Fujikawa Kaze as if nothing had happened, grabbed a freshly made drink, and even raised his glass to him from a distance.

Seeing that "I'm leaving it to you, bro" look on his face, I immediately had the urge to punch him!

My back molars are about to shatter!

Hatred value +10086!

The murmurs from the audience below grew even louder.

Standing on the booth, Shinno could even clearly hear the conversation between the two Hibiya girls in the front row:

"Eh? Isn't this Shinno-senpai?"

"I didn't expect him to be involved in this group's activities..."

"I thought someone with his personality wouldn't have many friends, how come he knows Ito-senpai?"

"Shh—!" One of the girls glanced furtively at the stiff-looking Shinno on stage and whispered to her companion, "It's true, but you don't have to say it so loudly..."

Xinye: "......."

Thank you so much for your thoughtfulness!

His hatred for Ito has increased by another 1 point!

Just as Shinno was stammering, his mind blank, completely at a loss as to how to take charge, and desperately trying to dig out a three-bedroom apartment with his toes to ease the awkwardness, he saw that Ito, who had already slipped off the stage, was not really idle.

Ito waved to Fujikawa, signaling him to follow, and then the two of them... walked towards the edge of the crowd?

Run away? Or...?

We can only hope that Ito isn't truly a newbie... at least he'll go looking for reinforcements?

A faint glimmer of hope remained in Xinye's heart.

.......

Time passed by, second by second.

Xinye felt like every second on stage was an eternity. He forced himself to hum a simple English song to barely keep up the atmosphere, while the audience's reaction was lukewarm with a hint of polite embarrassment.

Since it was an a cappella performance, he was a little nervous, and there was no accompaniment prepared backstage.

Rin Iketani and the others are still nowhere to be seen.

Shinno felt like a pitiful person abandoned on a deserted island, and his last remaining illusions about Ito's humanity were completely shattered.

He had to accept this cruel reality.

He, Naoto Shinno, is hesitant to trust others easily.

A newlywed wife is helpless as she witnesses her husband spending the night at an izakaya (Japanese pub).

He cleared his throat, resignedly preparing to accept reality and figure out a way to continue hosting this damn music festival.

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Asada seemed to have adjusted his state and was about to walk onto the stage.

Ah!

Asada! She truly is an angel!

I can't believe I once thought of turning an angel into a devil!

He is guilty too.

Just as Xinye was deeply moved and preparing to welcome the angel to the rescue.

"My solo performance has come to an end."

Ito's familiar voice suddenly rang out clearly throughout the venue through the microphone he was holding tightly!

Xinye was taken aback, and the audience below the stage also looked around blankly, searching for the source of the sound.

Swish-!

A spotlight suddenly shone on the road entrance on one side of Daze Park, instantly drawing everyone's attention!

The leader was none other than Yujin Ito! He was still wearing the mask that covered the upper half of his face, and he walked with a composed gait.

Behind him were three girls, each with a distinct style, yet all equally captivating!

Rin Iketani's hair was highlighted with blue, which complemented her predominantly black stage outfit with dark blue accents. The lace floral decoration on her chest added to her cool and mysterious aura.

The other two wore similar outfits; Saionji Chizuru was elegant, while Kurokawa Ori, with her short black hair, exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.

The bright moonlight shone on them, as if draping them in a layer of silver gauze.

Their cinematic entrance left the audience breathless, completely awestruck.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Ito led the band members of Iketani Rin slowly towards the booth.

As Ito passed by Asada, who was still in a daze, he reached out and gently nudged her back, gesturing for her to come up on stage with him.

Then, he stopped at the edge of the stage and showed no intention of going up.

Now, it's time to rest!

Xinye was so moved by this dramatic turn of events that he almost burst into tears!

He practically ran off the stage, stood in front of Ito, opened his mouth as if to apologize for the time he had been mentally cursing Ito.

But Ito raised his hand first, pointing in the direction they had come from, his tone as matter-of-fact as ever.

"Don't just stand there. Go and help Fujikawa move the band's instruments over there. He should be waiting for you over there."

Xinye paused for a second, then subconsciously asked, "And... what about you?"

Ito raised his hand and adjusted the mask on his face, which didn't need adjusting.

“Me?” He raised his chin slightly. “I’m in charge. I’m here to…oversee the whole situation.”

Xinye: ".......Newborn!"

The fact that it could force an honest man like Shinno to swear speaks volumes about Ito's authority.

......

Ito handed the electric guitar to Asada, and seeing her still somewhat dazed but subconsciously accepting it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and left the stage with Shinno and Fujikawa, intending to find a corner to catch his breath.

Being an agent is more tiring than performing on stage.

However, before he could take two steps, his arm was grabbed by an undeniable force.

Chinatsu Mori appeared beside him at some point, her violet eyes devoid of warmth, and she gripped his forearm tightly.

She didn't say anything, but the meaning was clear.

Ito: "......"

Even intimate gatherings exclusively for men are impossible to achieve.

He was reluctantly escorted by Mori, and stood with Shinno, Fujikawa, and Yoshida Na, who later joined them, forming a small spectator group.

Mori stood to his left, very close.

On stage, Asada took a deep breath, hugged the electric guitar that Ito had given her, and turned to look at the band members of Iketani Rin who had just come on stage.

The group exchanged glances and nodded in unison.

Below the stage, the moonlight was not bright, but the night sky was clear, and tiny stars could be seen twinkling among them, reflecting the lights of the various booths in Daze Park.

Asada turned around, walked to the microphone stand, and adjusted the strap of the black and gold Yamaha 611 electric guitar in front of him.

She closed her eyes, seemingly gathering her emotions, reflecting on everything that had just happened, adjusting her mindset, and when she opened them again, her eyes held a newfound determination.