Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

Unlike Yuujin Ito, whose persona was originally a complete mess.

A flicker of despair crossed his eyes, torn between his reputation and the rules he had always upheld.

She bit her lower lip tightly, almost tasting a hint of blood.

Her good mental fortitude came into play at this moment, allowing her to organize her thoughts and prevent her from being completely manipulated by others.

“Ito Yujin,” Nagano Sae spoke slowly, her voice trembling with a barely suppressed yet still undeniable fear and humiliation, “What… do you want?”

What kind of good person is this!

No good person would have other people's private photos.

Yuji Ito still looked troubled.

“Nagino-kun, I don’t want to make a big deal out of this. I just really want to perform at the school festival and help you achieve a better result.”

A heavy silence spread between the two, and the only sound in the office was the cold ticking of the clock on the wall.

Finally, Nagano Sae took a deep breath, a breath that seemed to have used up all her strength.

She raised her head and looked directly into Yuuhito Ito's eyes, trying to find a trace of sincerity in his gaze.

Every word he says is a lie, and he claims it will produce a better effect.

hypocritical!

How could such a bastard ruin our carefully planned cultural festival?

“I cannot agree to that.” Nagano Sae’s voice was firm, her tone leaving no room for doubt.

To Ito Yujin's surprise, he didn't expect Nagano Sae to be so professional, which was very similar to himself.

“Alright.” Yuujin Ito shook his head, looking quite disappointed.

He slowly got up and walked towards the door.

Step by step, he walked, letting out soft sighs as he went.

"Tap, tap, tap."

The footsteps were particularly noticeable in the quiet office.

Just as he placed his hand on the doorknob, a sudden sound came from behind him.

"Wait a minute." Although Nagano Sae's voice was not loud, you could hear the struggle in her tone.

Yuujin Ito's hand stopped in mid-air. The plan had been accomplished, and he slowly turned around.

"President, is there anything else?"

The balance of power shifts instantly.

Nagano Sae bit her lower lip, her eyes revealing struggle, and her usually cold face showing hesitation.

“I can let you join the cultural festival executive committee,” Nagano Sae said, her tone somewhat stiff, almost as if each word was being uttered one by one. “However, the program for the cultural festival performances has already been arranged, and unless you can persuade someone to give it up, I cannot interfere.”

Although he didn't achieve his goal perfectly, judging from Nagano Sae's appearance, he probably wouldn't be able to get better conditions.

If I put more pressure on him, the president might fight me to the death.

"Thank you very much, Nagano-kun. I am already honored to be a member of the executive committee. As for the performance, I will do my best to secure it."

His voice was humble and respectful, but it made Nagano Sae grit her teeth.

Nagano Sae looked at him, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, and took a deep breath. "Then please leave. I will have Morikami Chinatsu handle the rest."

She said coldly, then lowered her head and continued working on the documents on the table, seemingly unwilling to have any further conversation with him.

Yuujin Ito bowed slightly, turned, and walked out of the office. As soon as he stepped out, Sae Nagano's pent-up emotions finally erupted. Her chest heaved violently, and she gritted her teeth, cursing:

"That damn bastard."

Then she saw the register on the table with Asada Sakura's name on it. She took a deep breath, her eyes regained their coldness and determination, and she let out a strange laugh.

"Ito Yujin, you better pray I don't find any fault with you."

......

After a morning of tedious classes, the lunch break bell rang like a call of salvation.

Yuujin Ito stretched and rubbed his slightly sore neck, realizing how hard he had been studying.

He went to the school store and bought two pineapple buns and a sausage.

It wasn't that he was too lazy to prepare lunch; he just felt that a lunch like a pineapple bun was more cost-effective.

He arrived at the door of Class 3(C) and intended to hand another pineapple bun to Asada Sakura.

Asada Sakura is the kind of person who brings her own lunch, but in today's situation, she definitely didn't prepare a lunch.

So, given her frugal nature, if I don't prepare things for her, she'll probably choose to go hungry for a day.

As expected, it was exactly as Yuji Ito had predicted.

Through the open classroom door of Class 3 (C), he immediately spotted Asada Sakura sitting by the window.

There was nothing in front of her, not a trace of food.

She was tilting her head, quietly gazing out the window. The afternoon sun shone on her soft chestnut hair, outlining a hazy halo.

The back view looks... a bit pitiful?

Amidst the surprised gazes of some students in Class 3(c), he walked into the classroom and came to Asada Sakura's desk.

She gently tapped the table, catching Asada Sakura's attention.

She turned around and saw it was Yujin Ito. A look of surprise appeared on her face, followed by a hint of panic.

Because of the angle of view, Yuujin Ito did not notice her until she turned around.

Discover......

She was taking small sips of her energy vitamin jelly, which cost 404 yen.

The panic in Asada Sakura's eyes confirmed that it really was the bottle she kept in her refrigerator.

“Jelly, 800 yen,” Ito Yujin said expressionlessly, doubling the price, while slamming a pineapple bun on Asada Sakura’s table. “With this pineapple bun, it’ll be 1000 yen. A friendly price.”

Then he flashed his signature fake smile, sending chills down Asada Sakura's spine.

Her face flushed red instantly, and she frantically tried to hide the jelly behind her back, her movements clumsy and guilty.

"No...no, that won't work!"

She protested softly, her voice trembling with tears and embarrassment, "This...this is too expensive!"

Chapter 21 The Unexpected Cat

Asada Sakura blushed, her expression shy and awkward.

Without a moment's hesitation, she handed the bottle of energy vitamin jelly that was near her lips to Yuujin Ito.

"Here, take it."

Yuji Ito looked at the once exquisite, plump, and textured jelly packaging, which had now become shriveled and wrinkled.

He was completely drained by the woman in front of him.

Judging from the shape and dent of the bottle, there might still be some jelly left inside.

But what's even more intolerable is that there's still a trace of glistening saliva hanging from the bottle opening, clearly the saliva left over from when Asada Sakura just sucked it up.

It shimmered faintly in the afternoon sunlight, making it particularly eye-catching.

Sakura Asada's hands trembled slightly, but her eyes still held a longing for the jelly.

Yuji Ito would never accept something that had been defiled by someone else.

He just stared at Asada Sakura quietly, completely unable to guess what she would do next.

"I...I didn't finish it, could...could you reduce the amount?"

Asada Sakura looked pitiful, her eyes fixed on Ito Yuujin.

She never expected that this guy would care about her and bring her lunch, even though it cost money.

Even when we were living in the rented apartment, I was so hard on myself...

"No."

The cold words that came out of Yuujin Ito's mouth seemed to take the life of Sakura Asada with those simple three words.

My crème brûlée!!!

How can you replace the energy vitamin jelly with caramel pudding?!

The caramel pudding she had been thinking about since she woke up was now ruthlessly ruined.

Even if Yujin Ito were willing to split the profits 30/70, after settling the accounts for the 1000 yen, he would only have a profit of 200 yen.

Let alone TORAKU Kobe's milk caramel pudding, even Bunmeido's own can't afford it.

Ms. Asada Sakura is so anxious she's about to cry.

It's okay, at least you can buy a caramel pudding from 7-Eleven, that's delicious too.

She could only console herself with this thought, completely unaware that the jelly in her hand plus the pineapple bun wouldn't actually cost more than 600 yen.

Just as Asada Sakura had calmed down and was about to accept this cruel reality, Ito Yuujin pressed on relentlessly.

"Regarding the fact that you drooled on my clothes while you were sleeping this morning, plus the accommodation fees and other miscellaneous expenses, since we're partners, I'll give you an 88% discount and then round it down."

Yuujin Ito took out his phone and computer, fiddled with them for a while, and then showed them to Sakura Asada.

"2800 yen."

The moment she saw the numbers, Asada Sakura almost choked.

After struggling to survive for two days by Ito Yujin's side, I ended up owing a huge sum of money.

I don't want this to happen!

She looked at Yuuhito Ito, who was smiling, but in the sunlight, he didn't seem to bring her any warmth.

Cold-blooded and ruthless.