Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

Ito turned around and looked at Asada.

She was wearing loungewear, her hair was casually tied up, her face was expressionless, but her eyes were focused.

“She said she wanted to see the Ito family continue,” Ito repeated Yuriko Minamoto’s words.

She walked over, picked up a washed plate, and dried it. "Most elderly people have this idea."

"Maybe."

“However,” Asada put down the plate and looked at Ito, “who do you actually like? I can accept either of them now.”

Are all... acceptable?

So......

Chapter 249 Running away now will mean missing the blooming fireworks.

The ending of the light novel is unknown.

I've even fantasized about what I would do if my heroine cried in front of me...

Asada's eyes slowly welled up with tears. Although she put on an indifferent attitude, her true feelings were completely exposed.

That's true, how could we not care about the outcome?

If you really didn't care, you wouldn't have asked this question.

Even though she hadn't had a few days of peace yet, Asada couldn't help but ask a question.

"Please tell me the answer, Ito!"

......

"Using the excuse of seeking answers, you deliberately came to stay at my house." Shinno handed Ito a brand-new set of pajamas. "It's surprisingly inferior."

“Ito, by constantly avoiding a girl’s feelings, you will cause her even greater harm.” Fujikawa, as if he had been there before, maturely supported himself with his arms outstretched.

“I know,” Ito said in a muffled voice.

"No! You don't know!" Fujikawa stood up, exasperated, and looked down at Ito from his tiptoes. "If you knew, you wouldn't have come here!"

"No matter who you like, you have to make a decision quickly. Even if it means cheating on your current girlfriend, it's not unacceptable!"

"But at least don't do things that drag everyone down!" Fujikawa gripped Ito's shoulders tightly with both hands.

Ito looked into Fujikawa's eyes and responded with silence, knowing in his heart that what the other said made no sense.

But that's the problem.

"Calm down, Fujikawa." Shinno stepped forward and pulled the two apart, then turned to look at Ito. "You can stay as long as you want... but I don't want you to stay here indefinitely, Ito."

"As my family says, 'Only cowardly parasites seek help from others, but they all end up destroying themselves.' I hope you, Ito, will have a good outcome."

After saying that, Shinno pulled Fujikawa out, leaving Ito alone in the room.

The moment Asada forced Ito to make a choice, the immense pressure instantly overwhelmed Ito.

So he ran away.

He appeared calm and unperturbed, seemingly unaffected by Asada's question, but his act of leaving spoke volumes.

It's quiet tonight.

When Ito came out of the bathroom, he glanced at his phone on the table. It was set to Do Not Disturb mode, and the black screen seemed to have robbed him of even the courage to open it and take a look.

Without knowing the answer, Ito is running away.

Keep running away...

He lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Then hurried footsteps came from outside, mixed with words of persuasion and obstruction.

"Ito! Ito, get out here right now!"

Takikawa's shout pierced through the door and reached Ito's ears directly; the tone was anything but pleasant.

So you're going to bring yourself back?

why?

Asada......

The door was kicked open with a "bang!" and Takikawa rushed into the room without any ladylike demeanor. After her eyes locked onto Ito, she instantly rushed forward and grabbed Ito's collar.

"What are you so afraid of?!"

Takikawa's light blue eyes trembled slightly, and the other person's hands also seemed to tremble due to the intense fluctuations in their emotions.

"If you refuse, you refuse; if you agree, you agree. Like or dislike—it's just a few words, why is it so hard to say them?"

"Even Asada can say that, why can't you? Are you the only one who's heartless? Are you the only one who cares about other people's feelings? Are you the only one who's rational?"

Takikawa spoke very quickly, without any sign of stopping, "Since you care so much about others, you'll naturally empathize with them. What about Asada? When Asada confessed to you in front of so many people, did you ever consider what she was thinking?"

Seeing that Ito was still half-dead, Takikawa frowned, then loosened Ito's collar, letting him collapse on the bed. Then, in the shocked gazes of Fujikawa and the others, he punched Ito hard in the chest.

"You bastard, wake up!"

The impact of the fist striking his chest was exceptionally clear in the quiet room. Fujikawa swallowed hard, looking at Takikawa, who bore no resemblance whatsoever to him, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

Ito won't get punched to death, will he...?

“I understand what you’re all saying,” Ito finally spoke, “but I really can’t give a perfect answer to this emotional dilemma.”

"Why does it have to be perfect?" Takikawa frowned. "Why must your answer satisfy everyone?"

Do you think your current actions will achieve a perfect outcome?

"I know I should cut ties... but I just can't!" Ito's voice suddenly rose. "I don't want to lose contact with any of them!"

"Clearly, he's with Mori..."

"Alright, that's enough." Takikawa pressed a pillow against Ito's face, stopping him from saying anything more. "Leave those words to Asada and the others."

"Remember the cherry blossoms in Zasen? I've already bought the tickets. Tomorrow, it'll be just the two of you, you and Asada. No matter what happens, no matter what you do, I only want one outcome: to resolve your relationship with Asada. I don't want to see this again, I don't want to see you run away again!"

Takikawa eased the pressure on the pillow. "If you still haven't realized your problem by now, then it will truly be your downfall."

........

Sitting on the Shinkansen to Zasen, Ito and Asada were seated next to each other, and they didn't exchange a word the entire time.

The two maintained this delicate atmosphere until they reached their destination.

The two stood by a rental bicycle near the station, and Ito picked up a helmet from the basket.

Then, he pushed his bicycle forward a small step and stopped.

Ito's gaze shifted to the little girl clutching his clothes in the lower left corner. "Koharu?"

"It's me~ By the way, what brings you two Tokyoites here again?" Koharu looked Asada and the other person up curiously. "There aren't any cherry blossoms to see now, could it be...?"

Koharu stared at Asada thoughtfully, muttering to herself, "Could it be..."

"So you can enjoy tonight's fireworks display, right!"

When he heard that the cherry blossoms were no longer in full bloom, Ito felt an inevitable sense of loss, even though he himself was not curious about the so-called rumors about cherry blossoms under the setting sun.

But at least there was something to look forward to.

A longing to be with Asada.

"Fireworks festival, today?"

"Hmm." Xiaochun nodded. "Why ask that question? If you're not here to see the fireworks display, what would a young couple like you be doing here?"

Ito and Asada looked up at each other and exchanged a knowing glance before quickly looking down again.

“You guys—” Koharu drawled, then circled around Ito and the other person, “are really strange.”

“I noticed it from the very beginning when we were renting bikes. It was like the couple next door arguing. Last time, this guy even put his helmet on his sister himself. Now he doesn’t even wear those weird matching outfits anymore.”

Xiaochun spread her hands, "So we still broke up? As expected, Tokyoites are so fashionable. Now they even have to travel back to their old haunts after breaking up."

"They didn't break up!" Asada said seriously, then squatted down and turned Koharu's face towards her. "Ito didn't break up with her!"

"Asada," Ito called out the other person's name.

"I-I'm sorry." Asada released her hand, then stood up. Seemingly realizing her lapse in composure, she took a few steps back and bowed deeply.

"Feel sorry."

Koharu paused for a moment, then slowly looked up at Ito, her eyes seeming to ask what had happened.

But Ito himself can't even sort things out right now, so how can he answer that question?

"Ah~ youth~" Xiaochun, like a little adult, went up and grabbed Asada's hand. "Come on, big sister, I'll take you to change your clothes."

"I've come all this way, how can I miss tonight's fireworks display? Besides, I know a great venue."

As Koharu spoke, she pulled Asada away.

Ito tried to follow, but was forced back by the other party's throat-slitting gesture. "You bastard who hurts women's feelings, you're not allowed to come along! Just wait for our instructions!"

Watching them walk away, and seeing that Asada showed no sign of refusing, Ito stood there, unsure of where to go.

"They had a falling out."

Suddenly, a hand landed on Ito's shoulder, and the middle-aged man wearing sunglasses looked in the direction Koharu had left.

"...I guess so."

“My wife and I used to argue a lot,” the middle-aged man said, “but we always managed to resolve it in the end. After all, if you love each other, you won’t want to leave each other.”

"But what if it's just because you don't want to separate?" Ito suddenly asked.

The middle-aged man paused for a moment, then mysteriously extended his finger.

.........

Standing atop the mountain, Ito gazed at the lights of the town in the distance, a pancake in his hand.

Footsteps came from behind, and Asada appeared.

She was wearing a light pink yukata; she looked beautiful.