Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

"I am a hostess who deceives young girls' feelings and money."

"You—a love-brained girl who believed my sweet words."

"The story goes like this. We had a fight yesterday, but we made up today and went to the bar to have fun."

"Haven't you filmed a few chocolate commercials before? Just find that acting feeling."

After careful consideration, Asano Mio felt that what the other party said made some sense.

After all, she had never been to a red-light district like Kabukicho before, while Miura Gensuke seemed to be very familiar with the place.

As for acting, she was already a child star before her idol debut and had appeared in many children's clothing and candy commercials, so it was not a problem.

"Why are we arguing?"

After gradually adapting to the noisy environment, she followed Miura Gensuke into Kabukicho and asked curiously for more details.

"Because..." Miura Gensuke took out a silver ear clip from his pocket and put it on his ear to make himself more in line with the temperament of a gigolo: "I cheated."

Asano Mio followed closely, puzzled: "But aren't you a gigolo?"

"I should have known you would be with other women. That's your job. Why should I interpret it as cheating?"

Miura Gensuke had no choice but to continue making up the backstory: "Because I swore to spend the night with you alone, but you found out that I also spent the night with other clients."

"And yesterday happened to be your birthday, and it was your first time."

"After you woke up, you found messages from other women on my phone, and the love words in the chat history were all the ones I said to you."

"You think about the huge debt you're in because of me, and suddenly it feels like the world is falling apart."

Asano Mio puffed up her cheeks slightly, as if she was really angry: "If that's the case, why should I forgive you?"

"Because you are in love..." Miura Gensuke turned around and found that the other person's cheeks were a little hot. Although most of the face was covered by the mask, some cute blush could still be seen on the skin under the curious eyes.

It seems that what I talked about today is a little beyond her understanding.

"But if I was in love, why did I argue with you yesterday? Isn't that an excuse for why I shouldn't trust you unconditionally?"

Facing the girl's serious questioning, Miura Gensuke didn't hesitate at all:

"After a brief moment of clarity, you discovered that your world was dark. Because your father had passed away and your mother had neglected you, there was no one in your world who loved you. Only I, the gigolo, would pretend to love you."

"Even if it's fake love, it's the only precious thing you have."

"Well……"

Asano Mio dodged the people handing out flyers on the street and ran to Miura Gensuke's side. "What a heavy background... And how do you know so much about it?"

"This is so suspicious..."

Miura Gensuke naturally took her arm and said, "I occasionally do odd jobs around here and have seen real cases."

"You..." Miss Idol was about to protest, but the next second, a figure moved out from the alley, and suddenly made both of them nervous.

"Homeroom teacher..." Asano Mio widened her beautiful eyes and turned away in panic: "What should I do? Miura..."

Miura Gensuke wondered what else he could do. Could he just go say hello to the homeroom teacher and buy her a couple of drinks to ease the anxiety of this 27-year-old unmarried working woman?

"Don't be nervous. She didn't see us. And even if she did, it wouldn't matter. I'm the best student she's ever had. She'll just think you've corrupted me."

After making a bad joke, he took the girl's arm and walked towards the bar on the corner with his head down: "Holding your hand is necessary for the background."

“…” Asano Mio secretly glanced at the slightly drunk homeroom teacher, said nothing more, and did not pull her arm back.

After all, the two of them were sitting at the same table next to each other. Although they were not very close, they were not too strangers either, so they would occasionally chat with each other.

Based on her rough understanding, Miura Gensuke's daily life is spent studying and working part-time. He is quite popular in school and should not be a bad person.

The two stopped chatting and walked in silence for dozens of meters, each thinking about their own things. Finally, they squeezed out of the crowd and saw the flashing purple bar sign.

"This is it." Miura Gensuke untied his tie and unbuttoned three buttons of his white shirt, completely entering the gigolo mode:

"This is your last chance to regret. Are you sure you want to go in?"

Seeing him like this, Asano Mio tilted her head a little embarrassedly and muttered softly: "I want to drink strong liquor."

"Okay..." Miura Gensuke frowned and walked towards the alley on the left.

Losing weight...is it related to drinking?

"Miura, aren't we going in?" Asano Mio hurried to follow his footsteps, but accidentally stepped on his heel.

"Of course I have to go through the back door." Miura Gensuke squatted down speechlessly: "Are you stupid?"

Chapter 3: Don't Want to Get Your Feet Dirty

Putting his heels back on, Miura Gensuke took Asano Mio, who looked a little dissatisfied after being called an idiot, to the back alley of the bar.

The environment here was dim, there were fewer people, and most of them were drunks staggering around, and almost no one paid any attention to the two of them.

But after looking around, Asano Mio couldn't help but frown, put her hands on her hips, and looked annoyed:

"Where is the door? Idiot."

This is indeed the back of the bar, and you can even clearly hear the noisy music coming from the bar.

But there were only some messy graffiti on the wall in front of him, and there was no back door at all.

Unless there is some hidden wall design, there is no way to enter the bar.

Miura Gensuke tapped her little head and pointed: "Ms. Asano, do you see that window?"

"Just crawl into the bathroom from there and it'll be ok."

Seeing the girl's eyes full of surprise, he explained easily: "Don't worry, I checked, it's the women's bathroom."

Asano Mio looked down at her high-heeled leather boots, then looked up at the window that was clearly much taller than her. Suddenly, she felt it was impossible: "Didn't you say it's easy to get in here?"

Miura Gensuke thought that if he was alone, it would be easy to sneak in through the main gate.

But Asano Mio is petite and a popular idol, so it would be troublesome if the bar insisted on checking her ID.

It’s different if you sneak in from here, no one will check the customers who have already entered the store.

Besides, the lighting in the bar is very dim, so just find an empty corner and sit down.

"Okay..." After weighing the pros and cons, Asano Mio still had no intention of backing out. It seemed that she had to drink the wine today.

This made Gensuke Miura even more curious. Is drinking so important to her?

He stood by the wall, but didn't lean against it. "Take off your boots. I'll carry you up."

Asano Mio's outfit tonight completely followed his advice and was a typical Shinjuku landmine girl style.

Mask, pink tear makeup, and gorgeous Lolita dress.

But those high-heeled leather boots are not suitable for climbing, and there is also a risk of injury when jumping out of the window.

Taking this into consideration, Asano Mio also thought that the boots should be taken off first.

She glanced at Miura Gensuke, blushed, and bent down to unfasten the black straps of her leather boots one by one.

The crisp sound of the metal buckle was so pleasant that Miura Gensuke couldn't help but lower his head to observe.

"sorry to bother you……"

Asano Mio gently held Miura Gensuke's arm with one hand as support, while bending and raising her left knee, and using her other hand to take off her leather boots bit by bit.

This action caused the front of the skirt to slowly slide down to the side of the legs. Miura Gensuke discovered that the girl's perfectly curvy white thighs were marked by the garter stockings, making them look a little fleshy and very soft.

Moreover, the rustling sound of boots and black suspender stockings made the atmosphere a little ambiguous.

After all, the distance between the two of them is too close right now.

The air currents of breath collided faintly with each other.

Asano Mio also noticed this and raised her head slightly shyly, hoping that the other person was not looking at her.

As it turned out, Miura Gensuke was completely contrary to her expectations and was staring at his feet very seriously.

Even after he was discovered, he showed no sign of repentance.

"What are you looking at?"

"abnormal……"

Asano Mio asked a question that everyone knew the answer to in an embarrassed manner, and her cute little feet also shrank back.

But in order to maintain balance, her upper body moved closer, almost touching Miura Gensuke's chest.

Looking at those beautiful eyes shining with water so close to him, Miura Gensuke had the urge to hug her.

The idols are still too cute.

"I……"

Miura Gensuke simply closed his eyes and focused on his own thoughts.

Although he is already a high school student, he has not had time to fall in love.

To live alone in Tokyo, most of my free time has to be spent on part-time jobs, and I can't survive for long relying solely on the inheritance left by my parents.

It would be great if I had a rich woman as my backup hidden energy source... Life would be much simpler.

After discovering that Miura Gensuke was actually blushing, Asano Mio was not so angry anymore, but just felt a little funny.

Miura-san... can actually be shy...

She blinked her eyes, but ultimately didn't utter the mocking words.

After all, the other party is here to help me tonight.

"Asano, can you tell me now why you became smaller?"

Miura Gensuke suddenly asked curiously again.

Asano Mio didn't deny the fact that she had shrunk this time, but just shook her head slightly:

"I don't know why this happened..."

"A week ago, I realized something was wrong with me..."

"My body now is roughly what it was two years ago..."

"But please don't tell anyone else about me, okay?"