Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

If I follow Yujin Ito, then I won't have to spend any money.

There's nothing wrong with going home with Yuujin Ito, it's just...

She glanced up at Ito Yujin secretly, then quickly looked down again.

It means I have to shamelessly sleep in his bedroom and let him sleep on the sofa or something similar.

I feel a little bad, but I feel like I'd be missing out if I didn't take advantage of someone who trusts others so easily.

Anyway, I'm not some bad woman who deceives people's feelings...

"You're not some kind of goddess, are you?"

Yuujin Ito looked at Sakura Asada suspiciously, feeling that she was exactly the kind of person he was thinking of.

He comes from a poor family, has childhood trauma, and longs for love and protection from others.

This place isn't an orphanage, nor is it some strange place like a dating bar.

Is God favoring the young girl?

How could I possibly be one of those guys, even though I also ran away from home and wanted to live somewhere that provided food...

"No, no. It's just that if I go home this late, I'll get scolded and asked all sorts of questions."

"But you didn't come home yesterday."

"I told them I was staying at my best friend's house."

"What about today?"

"I reported it yesterday."

Once the words are spoken, it's too late.

Yuujin Ito's eyes became wary; he realized he seemed to know nothing about this simple girl eating a discounted bento box.

If the system hadn't shown that she was indeed eighteen years old and an adult...

If someone takes in a minor without the guardian's consent, they will be sentenced to prison.

"You reported today's events yesterday..."

"We girls like to stay at other people's houses for a few more days."

Asada Sakura tucked her forearms slightly, clasped her hands together, and looked earnestly at Ito Yuujin.

Her long, slender eyelashes, paired with a beauty mark at the corner of her eye, are so cute it's almost unfair.

"If I've caused you any trouble, Ito-kun..."

She lowered her head slightly, her face clearly showing her unhappiness.

"Yes, that's right. It has caused me trouble."

Yuji Ito replied nonchalantly, holding a plastic bag in his left hand and scrolling through his phone with his right.

The light from his phone reflected in his eyes, and he didn't even notice Asada Sakura's theatrical performance.

Unnecessary expenses should not be added unnecessarily.

As partners, they only need to appear when needed. Acting like living together is too intimate.

"But senior, my clothes are still at your house."

"You can take it with you next time you come."

As the time ticked by, the arrival time of the next subway train drew ever closer.

Asada Sakura became increasingly anxious, having given such a beautiful girl as herself so many chances.

How despicable! Does he only believe the words of bad women so easily?

That guy!

But the thought of his bathtub where I can enjoy a hot shower still makes me very tempted.

If I go back now, my neighbor will definitely not let me use her bathroom.

I absolutely cannot give up.

The subway slowly pulled into the station from a distance and stopped where they were.

The car door opened, and Yujin Ito stepped inside, showing no intention of stopping or giving the bento to Sakura Asada.

The subway warning lights flickered on and off, and a buzzer sounded.

Asada Sakura looked at the closing car door and took a sudden step forward, but the leather sole of her loafers collided with the ground the moment she lifted her foot.

She staggered forward, her left toe hooking onto her right shoelace (though such a thing doesn't exist), her body tracing a clumsy arc as she fell into Yuujin Ito's arms.

The scent of vanilla wafted into my nostrils, and I felt the softness in my arms, the strands of hair brushing against my cheek.

"I'm so sorry!"

Asada Sakura took a half step back, her ears burning.

Yuji Ito took a deep breath and looked at Sakura Asada, wanting to issue a warning.

"You don't want to..."

Before he could finish speaking, the moment the subway entered the tunnel, the entire carriage suddenly jolted violently, and the guy behind him shoved him, causing him to stumble forward half a step.

Yujin Ito lost his footing and instinctively braced his arms on the subway doors on either side of Sakura Asada.

Their faces were so close that their noses almost touched each other's foreheads.

Yujin Ito's Adam's apple bobbed heavily, words stuck in his throat, and he caught a glimpse of the stubbornly sticking-up ahoge on the top of her head.

He could clearly see the fine downy hairs on the other person's face.

And the blush that rose from shyness was even more beautiful than the newly opened cherry blossoms in spring.

Chapter 13: To Save the Emotionally Deprived Male High School Students

"I...Ito-kun."

Asada Sakura spoke with a tremor in her voice. She looked at Ito Yuujin, her bright eyes blinking slightly, flickering in and out of the subway tunnel.

She was standing very close to Yuuhito Ito, her hands unsure of where to go, unconsciously resting on his waist.

A few strands of hair slipped from behind her ears, falling onto her cheeks and teasing Ito Yujin's wrist.

He was acting very strangely, like an overripe apple.

A pressure cooker emitting steam.

It's all stress!

Including Yujin Ito.

The words of admonition stuck in his throat. He truly hadn't expected, nor would he have imagined, that his seemingly pitiful partner would do it on purpose.

This is to reduce subway travel costs and the opportunity to use hot water.

The unique, fresh scent of the young girl made their hearts pound faster and faster.

The train moved along, the wheels making a rhythmic sound as they rubbed against the tracks. The scenery outside the window changed constantly, like a flowing painting.

Yuji Ito's Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to reorganize the words that had just stuck in his throat.

He needed to make it clear to this guy that he absolutely could not give up his bedroom.

The train was spacious, but they felt cramped standing in that corner.

Yuujin Ito met Sakura Asada's gaze, their eyes locked, and they could almost feel each other's breath.

Just when Asada Sakura thought the other party was going to make some outrageous request, and was thinking that she had to agree to whatever it was,

I heard Yuji Ito slowly say it.

"Sleeping with me."

"Huh?" Before she could finish speaking, Asada Sakura's expression turned extremely flustered.

This isn't the kind of request I would agree to!

He struggled to move around in the small space that Yuhito Ito had enclosed.

Just as she was contemplating whether to shout for help and accuse Ito Yuuhito of being a pervert, she heard the second half of his sentence.

"Absolutely impossible."

"what?"

Yuujin Ito's expression was serious, and Sakura Asada was clearly somewhat surprised.

I felt a strange sense of loss.

I should be thankful, but for some reason I feel a little angry. Are they so afraid of having activities with each other outside of work?

No, I must change his mindset, which is not that of a healthy high school student.

There was no response from Asada Sakura for a long time, but her expression became awkward.

Because they were placed close together for a long time, the temperature rose in a small area.

It seemed as if the air was becoming thicker.

"what happened?"

"Damn," Asada Sakura whispered, turning her head shyly to one side and biting her lower lip.

Yuujin Ito leaned down, intending to hear Sakura Asada speak, bringing them even closer together than before.

The heartbeat was exceptionally clear.

"They're too close."

Asada Sakura seemed to have exhausted all her strength when she said those words.

Upon hearing this, Ito Yujin couldn't help but blush, sensing that many people in the carriage were looking at him.

Fortunately, he didn't look like a goblin, otherwise he would have been assassinated by the killer from the very beginning.

The situation now seems more like...