Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

Anna Takikawa looked at the notes with some surprise. She placed the textbook between the two desks and moved her body a few centimeters toward Yuujin Ito, the pleats of her pleated skirt brushing against his desk leg.

That faint fragrance lingered around Yujin Ito's nose.

"Ito-kun, so you were a hidden academic genius!"

Anna Takikawa spoke very softly, whispering in Yuujin Ito's ear.

"First of all, my studies have always been quite good. Secondly, this book is secondhand, and the notes have nothing to do with me."

After all, she debuted as a child star, so her ability to manage her facial expressions is still quite good.

Her expression remained unchanged as she stared down at her notebook. After a moment of thought, she wrote a passage with the pen in her hand.

The sound of tearing paper reached Ito Yujin's ears clearly. She folded the paper in half and threw it in front of him.

Yuji Ito picked up the slip of paper and unfolded it; the black ink gleamed softly in the sunlight.

"I'm so glad to be so close to you."

Chapter 44 What if it's true?

The ink dot on the last character of the note spread out into a small smudge.

The morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting fine shadows on Anna Takikawa's eyelashes.

She rested her chin on her hand, a faint smile curving her lips as she looked at Ito Yuujin with ill intent, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the cap of her ballpoint pen.

The next second, a crisp tearing sound rang out, and the paper was torn into thin strips and thrown into the trash bag at the feet.

Without pausing for a moment, Yujin Ito rested again with his arm under his head.

After witnessing this silent rejection, Anna Takikawa was not angry at all. Instead, she suddenly let out a very soft laugh, her eyes sparkling as she twirled a ballpoint pen in her hand.

She did not disturb Ito Yujin's rest until the end of the class.

But what happens after class is beyond her control.

When the bell rang, she slowly closed her notebook and continued to observe Yuuhito Ito.

Suddenly, a rustling commotion broke out in the corridor. First, a few figures peeked out, and then a group of people rushed over. The first person stepped forward, and the others followed.

As more and more people received the message, the windowsill was instantly filled with heads peering out, and countless mobile phone lenses reflected tiny spots of light in the sunlight.

Even though they tried to keep their voices down to avoid leaving a bad impression on Anna Takikawa, once the number of people piled up, the deliberately suppressed buzzing sound accumulated and formed an annoying low-pitched background.

The two of them sat at the table close together, and Anna Takikawa maintained her original posture.

The two were standing very close, which resulted in Anna Takikawa looking at Yuujin Ito with a very gentle gaze in the photos.

Please do not gather around.

The chaotic order eventually attracted the attention of the patrolling student council.

A cool, clear female voice stood out amidst the cacophony of voices. Nagano Sae, wearing gleaming black patent leather shoes, her student council armband gleaming coldly in the sunlight, coldly swept her gaze across every face.

The moment they saw her, some people backed down and sheepishly shrank back. Even those who were still lingering were intimidated by her gaze.

The onlookers dispersed like a tide, and the corridor suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Nagano Sae stood by the window, tucking her stray hairs behind her ears. As she turned, she took one last deep look at Takikawa Anna and Ito Yuujin in the classroom.

Only when her crisp footsteps completely disappeared at the end of the corridor did the oppressive air ease slightly, and the soft sounds of conversation slowly resumed.

A nimble figure appeared at the doorway, with Chinatsu Mori's signature bun hairstyle standing out.

She looked into the classroom, her violet pupils reflecting the two desks next to each other, the lingering warmth of Takikawa Anna's smile on her profile, and the still-sleeping Ito Yuujin.

She also chose not to disturb them and quietly left.

When the lunch break bell rang, Yujin Ito stood up, his knuckles clicking as he rotated his fingers on the back of his neck.

"you're awake."

Anna Takikawa's voice rang out at just the right moment, carrying a hint of the languor unique to the afternoon, with some words written on the draft paper beside her.

Yuujin Ito had no intention of looking closely. He moved his chair back, walked past Anna Takikawa, and prepared to head towards the convenience store.

Life won't change any further because of Anna Takikawa.

Anna Takikawa got up and followed.

Just as Ito Yujin was about to reach the door, the wooden door frame was suddenly hit by something with a dull thud!

Immediately afterwards, Chinatsu Mori rubbed her slightly reddened forehead and peeked out from behind the door frame with her face, which looked a little aggrieved but full of energy.

"Senior, do you want to go out for dinner together?" She blinked her big violet eyes, full of anticipation.

Just as Ito Yuujin was about to refuse, he saw Mori Kami Chinatsu pull out a bento box from behind her. The copper clasp on the four-layered cherry wood box reflected a warm light, and she held it with some difficulty.

"Today we have super fresh bluefin tuna sashimi! And steamed egg custard topped with lots of crab roe... Oh, and super sweet Shizuoka melon for dessert!"

The wobbly lunchbox obscured Chinatsu Mori's face.

It's hard to refuse that.

Suddenly the lunchbox tilted, and Chinatsu Mori cried out in surprise, but the lunchbox was caught firmly at the last second.

Yuuji Ito gently gripped the edge of the food box with his fingertips, the back of his hand brushing against Chinatsu Morikami's wrist: "Let's go, to the fire escape next to the school building."

Moriue Chinatsu's face lit up with joy as she followed Ito Yujin's steps, but Takikawa Anna still caught a glimpse of her cunning eyes in that instant.

As Anna Takikawa watched the two figures disappear, the enigmatic smile on her lips deepened, revealing a hint of understanding and amusement at the impending spectacle.

She murmured to herself thoughtfully, as if planning her next move: "Naoto Shinno... which classroom is he in again? His bento box should be pretty good."

......

My stomach is empty, and Asada Sakura's wallet is empty too. She fell asleep last night after taking a shower because she felt so comfortable.

I didn't get up early to prepare a lunchbox, and there weren't any emergency snacks in the refrigerator.

Sakura Asada slumped in a chair by the classroom window, with only a lone coin lying on the table for company.

She looked helplessly out the window. A few fluffy, cotton-candy-like white clouds drifted across the sky, and she desperately fantasized that they would turn into giant croissants and fall down.

Just then, a female classmate with fashionable makeup walked over, wearing exaggerated round earrings.

The burgundy nail polish tapped crisply on the table, and Yoshida Nai's tone was excited.

"Sakura, how can you still be sleeping! Your man is about to be stolen away."

"Take it or leave it..." Asada Sakura waved her hand weakly, her face still pressed against the table, her voice muffled, "Just give me the money... I just want money to buy food..."

"Forget about money, just now Yuuhito Ito was tricked away by a junior female student."

"Oh......"

Asada Sakura was still staring at a cloud outside the window that looked like a strawberry daifuku, imagining it falling into her mouth.

Seeing this, Yoshida Nai didn't try to persuade her further. Since the main character had lost interest in competing, her tone was filled with regret and disdain.

"Forget it, a man who can be easily fooled by fancy food and fruit after a meal is really not worth your time."

"Where is the man?"

The desk was pushed aside, and Asada Sakura suddenly stood up, her eyes fixed intently on Yoshida Nai.

"It's...it's over there on the fire escape staircase on the west side of the teaching building..."

Yoshida Nai was startled by her sudden aura and answered instinctively.

......

On the west side of the teaching building, the rusty fire escape ladder exudes a metallic, slightly fishy smell under the midday sun.

But the moment Mori opened the bento, the salty aroma instantly overwhelmed the dullness of the rust.

On the top layer, thick slices of bluefin tuna sashimi are neatly arranged, with their high-quality marbling clearly visible, along with other seafood.

The middle layer of steamed egg custard is topped with bits of crab roe, separated from the browned beef.

Other side dishes such as tamagoyaki (Japanese rolled omelet) and pickled vegetables are also available.

The rice is topped with seaweed flakes, and in the middle is a preserved plum coated with icing sugar.

"Ah~!" Moriue Chinatsu suddenly exclaimed in frustration, frantically opening the matching cutlery box, where a single pair of ebony chopsticks lay forlornly. "I...I think I only brought one pair of chopsticks!"

She frantically searched through the pockets of her pleated skirt, a place she knew by all means there was no way she could be.

When she realized she couldn't find any spare cutlery, she waved her hand helplessly, but her violet eyes suddenly lit up again, and a shy blush quickly crept up to the tips of her ears as she gripped one end of the chopsticks:

"This way, I won't need any extra utensils when I feed my senior."

She deliberately mumbled the word "hey," and winked smugly.

Before Ito Yuujin could react, she had already poked at the tamagoyaki with her chopsticks and gently dangled it in front of his lips.

"Please, please enjoy, senior~" Her voice was sickeningly sweet, and the curve of her eyes at the corners of her eyes carried a confident smile.

Outside the escape stairs, white doves fluttered their wings and flew across the sky, a gentle breeze rustled the rusty railings, and the sounds of noise coming from the playground could be faintly heard.

At the same time, the iron gate connecting to the teaching building slowly opened, and this scene was completely witnessed by Asada Sakura, and Mori Kami Chinatsu's smile at the corner of her eye was even sweeter.

Chapter 45 Sakura's Great Victory? (Please Read On)

The air was filled with a sour, pungent smell of romance, which made Asada Sakura feel extremely uncomfortable.

The wind lifted the hem of her school uniform, carrying the aroma of a four-layered bento box past her nose.

A cell phone suddenly rang in the distance, startling away the sparrows perched at the corner of the emergency exit.

"What a coincidence! Asada-senpai."

Chinatsu Mori smiled and greeted Sakura Asada with a composed demeanor.

A cunning glint lurked in her eyes beneath her eyelashes, her peripheral vision lingering on Asada Sakura's suddenly constricted pupils.

Yujin Ito took a bite of the tamagoyaki that was handed to him, added some sugar, and the sweetness was just right.

Teeth left bite marks on the surface of the tamagoyaki, and the rest was put into Mori-gami Chinatsu's mouth, her tongue deftly licking the corner of her lips.

The tips of the chopsticks, covered in tamagoyaki crumbs, glistened in the sunlight.

Indirect kiss!