Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

His gaze swept back and forth between the two of them.

After a moment, she slightly raised her perfectly shaped chin, and a faint yet chilling smile curved her lips. Her voice was not loud, but it clearly pierced the silence of the corridor.

“Hiruhito Ito, you certainly know how to enjoy yourself. You can even make being punished by standing look so ‘pleasant’.”

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word seemed to carry a cold, sharp edge.

What's meant to happen will happen, and Ito Yujin put on his standard fake smile, "President Nagano, this doesn't violate any school rules, does it?"

Nagano Sae, who was used to dealing with people, saw through Ito Yujin's insincerity at a glance.

She stared at Asada Sakura, who was leaning on Ito Yuujin's shoulder, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes. "I came here because of this classmate."

Nagano Sae took out her phone and carefully compared the photos on the forum with those of Asada Sakura.

Although her appearance has changed a lot, it is still possible to vaguely recognize that Asada Sakura is the one walking with Ito Yuujin.

She responded with a standard fake smile from Yuuhito Ito, looking at Sakura Asada.

"She violated school rules."

Chapter 19 The President and the Maid (Please read and add to your favorites)

"Is it really necessary for you, President, to come all the way here for such a small matter as not wearing the school uniform when I entered the school?"

“Yes, that’s right.” Nagano Sae didn’t argue, raising her chin slightly. “This is also one of my responsibilities.”

After saying that, she looked at Asada Sakura's chest, where each student's name was written.

"Asada Sakura." She glanced at the class again, "Class 3 (C)."

When the class name was announced, Nagano Sae's beautiful eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

She immediately turned her gaze to Ito Yuujin, her expression scrutinizing: "You were being punished by standing outside someone else's classroom?"

Without waiting for Ito Yujin's reply, she finished writing and slammed the notebook shut. She turned and walked away, her high heels clicking crisply and distantly on the polished floor tiles.

After taking a few steps, she paused slightly, turned her head, and instead of looking at Ito Yujin, her gaze seemed to be fixed on the void at the end of the corridor. Her voice was not loud, but it clearly reached Ito Yujin's ears.

"I suggest you don't get so close to that girl. Since she deliberately dressed like that, it means she doesn't like attracting attention, at least not in a normal life."

"This guy."

She really loves worrying about other people.

Yuujin Ito pondered Nagano Sae's words carefully. Asada Sakura was indeed a very low-key person at school.

No, to be more precise, she usually leads a very low-key lifestyle, and even when she speaks, she is very timid.

She disguises herself with outdated clothes and only buys bento boxes late at night, partly because of discounts.

But that terrible makeup couldn't have been intentional on Asada Sakura's part, could it? It's impossible for someone to actually do makeup that badly, right?

So she was really pretending?

Purpose? Reason?

Is it a lack of security, or something else?

For someone with social anxiety, becoming an idol would be a very novel challenge.

Regardless, since she's my partner, I have an obligation to help her.

"Ring ring—"

The bell rang, interrupting his thoughts and waking Asada Sakura from her sleep.

Yuji Ito returned to his classroom and sat down in his seat.

Meanwhile, Fujikawa Kaze rushed over from outside and came to Ito Yuujin's side.

"Ito, who was that girl this morning?" He couldn't hide the gossip on his face as he said this.

"That's not important. Fujikawa, I remember you bragging to me that there wasn't anything in the student council that you couldn't handle?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a clear sense of skepticism.

Faced with Ito Yujin's questioning, Fujikawa Kaze showed a hint of embarrassment and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

"Everything was originally resolved, but some busybody posted about it on the forum, and..."

He cautiously looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then leaned down and whispered in Yuujin Ito's ear, "It involves Sae Nagano."

Yuji Ito frowned. "What does this have to do with her?"

"You forgot that you rejected her repeatedly in front of everyone. It's understandable that you rejected her, since you don't give face to anyone and don't interact with girls. But what's the crucial point now? Suddenly, a girl appeared in your life! That changes the whole situation!"

Yuujin Ito took out his phone and opened the Hibiya High School forum. Two out of the five trending posts were related to him.

He flipped through the pages and saw the post that read, "[Ito-senpai is such a handsome guy who doesn't care about his appearance!]"

It also seems that [It appears Yuujin Ito isn't entirely averse to women; it's just that Chairman Nagano himself lacks charm.]

Upon seeing the first comment, he raised his eyebrows slightly. He agreed that he was handsome, and that it was a very fair assessment.

However, does that mean Sae Nagano lacks charm?

His mind involuntarily conjured up images of that guy's perfectly sculpted, long legs encased in top-quality black stockings, and the taut outline of the buttons bulging out of his shirt...

Yuujin Ito couldn't help but shake his head. "The aloof senior style is only suitable for junior students. It's really not attractive to me."

Now he understood why Nagano Sae had been there earlier; she wanted to see what the girl he was walking with looked like.

Yuujin Ito stood up. "I'm going to find her."

"Hey? Where are you going? Aren't you going to class next period?" Fujikawa Kaze was startled by him.

They said I wasn't feeling well and was in the infirmary.

Fujikawa Kaze watched his retreating figure, shook his head helplessly, and muttered, "That guy, he really knows how to order people around."

Yuujin Ito strode toward the student council office, the wind in the corridor gently brushing against his face.

He soon arrived at the door of the student council office. Taking a deep breath, he gently knocked on the door.

Nagano Sae's aloof voice came through the door, and with her permission, Ito Yuujin pushed open the door and went in.

Inside the office, sunlight streamed through the window onto the tidy desk. Nagano Sae sat at her desk, holding a document in her hand, her eyes focused intently on it, seemingly unaffected by his arrival.

Her crisp student council uniform looked particularly stylish in the sunlight, and her fair face wore her usual cool and aloof expression.

Yuji Ito looked at the document, which was titled [Cultural Festival Event Planning Document].

Nagano Sae slowly raised her head, shifting her gaze from the documents to stare coldly at him: "Ito-kun, is there something important? If it's to plead for Asada Sakura, then please go back."

Yuji Ito shook his head and sat down in the chair opposite Sae Nagano.

"You sent Chinatsu Morigami to find me, didn't you? It's about the school festival."

He picked up the documents about the cultural festival from the table, and while looking at them, he said, "This cultural festival is the biggest one since the school was founded. I heard that they even invited a TV station."

Sae Nagano put down the documents in her hand, leaned forward slightly, crossed her hands on the table, stared intently at Yuujin Ito, and spoke with a hint of authority in her tone.

"Didn't you refuse before? Why are you doing this now? Or do you have some other purpose?"

Yuujin Ito raised an eyebrow slightly, a confident smile playing on his lips: "Haven't you always wanted me to perform at the cultural festival? Now I'm here."

Picking up the water glass beside her, she slowly took a sip and understood Yuujin Ito's purpose. Sae Nagano's expression turned calm.

"You should probably leave now. Besides, the show has already been booked. I've invited someone whose skills are better than your original. After all, I only heard a short part of your performance, so I don't know the overall quality of the song."

"But......"

Yuji Ito's expression turned troubled, and a hint of struggle appeared in his eyes, as if he had something he couldn't say.

After a brief silence, he gritted his teeth, pushed the phone in front of Nagano Sae, a complex expression on his face, and said in a low voice:

"You don't want people to know you went to a maid cafe, do you?"

The phone showed a photo of Sae Nagano sneaking into a maid café, wearing a loose hooded sweatshirt with the hood pulled low, almost covering most of her face.

Sae Nagano's expression stiffened slightly, and a hint of panic flashed across her originally cold face, but she quickly regained her composure.

"This...is not me." The voice tried its best to remain steady, but there was a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

"is it?"

Ito didn't argue; he simply extended his slender finger and swiped it gently to the left on the phone screen.

Nagano Sae stands side by side with a girl in a cute maid outfit.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she had an irrepressible smile on her lips. She wore cat ear headbands and was holding cute props with her maid.

Chapter 20 The Pineapple Bun Worth 200 Yen

Sae Nagano's gaze was fixed on the photograph; her pupils contracted suddenly before returning to normal.

But her originally fair face instantly turned bright red, almost as if it were about to bleed.

Her hands were clenched into fists, her knuckles turning white from the force.

“Ito Yuujin!” She practically spat out the name through gritted teeth, her voice low and dangerous. “Where…did you get this photo?”

“That won’t trouble you, President.” He slowly retrieved his phone under Nagano Sae’s chilling gaze. “Please reconsider my proposal, President.”

Actually, he didn't want to use such an old-fashioned method to threaten Nagano Sae.

The storyline of this third-rate short film is not from a stay-at-home wife.

He was simply looking for someone to sign a contract with in Kabukicho when he saw the furtive Nagano Sae.

Then I spent a huge sum of 2000 yen to buy it from the unprofessional and rude maid behind the scenes.

The whole process was like a spy rendezvous; Nagano Sae's forbidden secret was revealed.

He had a premonition that this photo would become a useful trump card—whether it was dealing with being caught skipping class to work, or, like now, when he needed to break the rules.

Now is the time to put our skills to use.

He shook his head, feigning concern, "Sigh, what if this photo... accidentally appears on the school forum and is seen by those curious students..."

Yujin Ito didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already clear, the long trailing tone stirring the heartstrings.

If... if this photo really appears on the forum... Nagano Sae's body swayed almost imperceptibly.