Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

Yuji Ito quickly covered his eyes with his hands; he wasn't a pervert.

Even during swimming lessons or when wearing short skirts in the summer, there's no strange feeling about showing off my fair legs.

However, coupled with an inappropriate sense of shame and a passive sense of immorality, the two are combined.

Secret corners and mysterious areas are even more exciting than simple bikinis on the beach.

Everyone would be excited about "an elf girl from another world appearing in a slave market".

The first thing to be revealed was the white cotton socks, which wrapped around the slender ankles and gradually moved up to the knees, with the delicate lace trim on the edges peeking out.

The skirt was still moving upwards; apparently, they weren't there to check for snags...

The light fell on the inside of her knees, making the pale blue veins under her snow-white skin clearly visible.

The skirt was still rising until the alluring curve of her thighs seemed to break free of the fabric's constraints, when a black stocking suddenly came into view!

The elastic band has white lace prints on both sides, pressing two red marks into the fleshy thighs. A metal heart-shaped ring is fastened in the middle of the stocking, with the tiny Japanese character "い" engraved on it.

"W-How is it?"

Asada Sakura's voice trembled, and a blush spread from her cheeks to her earlobes, even her stray hairs seemed to have a peach-colored tinge.

Yuujin Ito carefully examined the gift he had given to Sakura Asada.

It's an item that's already quite shameful, especially since it has Japanese characters engraved on it.

"It suits you perfectly, you didn't need to show it to me specifically."

As soon as she finished speaking, Asada Sakura reacted as if burned, abruptly slamming down her skirt. The deep red hakama skirt fabric cascaded down, but Ito could vaguely see a black mole on her inner thigh.

Sakura Asada suddenly looked up and met his gaze. Her face still had some color left, but the shyness between her brows was gone.

She gripped the hem of her shrine maiden's robe tightly, her eyes wide open, as if seeing the person before her clearly for the first time.

A few seconds later, she looked away and whispered to herself.

"There's a real problem..."

......

"Thank you so much, Sakura~" At the classroom door, Yoshida Nai, wearing an exaggerated cowboy hat, energetically accepted the shrine maiden outfit returned by Asada Sakura.

"Mmm, mmm~"

It was almost time for the afternoon performance, so at noon, Sakura Asada had to return her clothes to the class.

"Huh? How did this cat ear headband end up here!"

Yoshida Nai took the shrine maiden outfit and found something that wasn't there before.

Despite her lingering doubts, she briefly glanced at Yuuhito Ito and Sakura Asada before deciding not to pursue the matter further.

"Alright, according to the agreement, Asada, all the food you bought will be reimbursed!" She waved her hand generously, like a magnanimous mayor in charge of the class's treasury.

"Oden for 300 yen, strawberry cake," Sakura Asada said, counting on her fingers as she named the food, "Egg cracker..."

She hesitantly named a few foods, her face full of bitterness.

"I...I forgot." The voice trailed off.

Sakura Asada gave up after all.

As expected, he still couldn't remember. After eating so much, when the strawberry cake without a price appeared on the expense report, Yuujin Ito vaguely guessed the outcome.

“In that case, I can only reimburse you 300 yen.” Yoshida Nai shrugged.

“3,300 yen, not enough at all…” Asada Sakura wanted to respond, but she could only remember how much money she spent, and couldn’t say what the corresponding food was.

"Are there any other options?" Yuji Ito asked.

"Alright." Yoshida adjusted her cowboy hat, revealing her clean white teeth. "Let's have a Western showdown!"

She tossed a toy gun to Yuujin Ito and pointed it at the wall at the back of the classroom where balloon targets were hanging. "If you hit all 10 of them, you can take the mayor's daughter away."

"What's the story behind the mayor's daughter?" Yuuji Ito felt the weight of the toy gun in his hand.

This is practically indistinguishable from the real thing.

"Don't worry about it." Yoshida Nai pulled out a rope from somewhere. "If you lose, your legs will be tied and you'll be dragged by a horse!"

"It looks very unreliable."

Yuji Ito took a deep breath and stared intently at the balloons hanging on the wall.

He had basically never touched a gun, except for the few shots he fired during military training in his previous life.

Even at a distance of 5 meters, it's not impossible. Even without special training in Hawaii, it should be achievable.

"Go for it, Ito!"

Asada Sakura clenched her small pink fist, looking very serious.

"Bang--!!!"

As the bullets sprayed out, Yuujin Ito felt a powerful recoil in his shoulder, but even the near dislocation couldn't stop his shock.

Do not!

More accurately, it stopped the shock of everyone in the classroom, except for Yoshida Nai, who nodded with satisfaction as if she had expected it.

"This is a real gun, isn't it?! And why is it a shotgun?!"

Chapter 51 "Cultural Festival Part 3, Part 4"

“Ito-kun, there are three problems with what you said.” Yoshida Nai admired her masterpiece with satisfaction.

"How could I possibly get my hands on a real gun? And Ito, you should read more books; it's pronounced 'shot'."

"That's not the point at all. How did you get Nagano Sae to agree?" Ito Yuujin placed the bulky, large-caliber shotgun on the table in the activity room.

"Don't use excuses like 'it's just a toy.' Being able to pierce through the wooden board behind a balloon means it's definitely not a toy."

Asada Sakura's mouth was still open, not completely closed, as if she had been quite frightened.

“Don’t worry about the details. It’s a Western cowboy experience. Do you really expect you to use a revolver?” Yoshida Nai said.

“Even a revolver isn’t as powerful as your shotgun, is it?” Yuujin Ito said, somewhat exasperated, unable to reason with Nao Yoshida.

Logically speaking, this is Asada Sakura's classroom, and with the highly realistic cowboy cosplay and shooting experience, it should get a good score.

The key is that it's too realistic. Now he finally understands why shooting games use shrine maidens in their advertising—it's a combination of fear and prayer...

How could Sae Nagano agree to that?

Just as Yuji Ito was about to write down his activity score for Class 3 (C), Nao Yoshida quickly slipped a 3000 yen bill into his hand.

"Are you... offering a bribe?" Yuujin Ito looked at the banknote in his hand with his obsidian-like eyes, rubbing it constantly.

“It’s too harsh to call it a bribe,” Yoshida Nai pushed Asada Sakura’s shoulder and placed her in Ito Yuujin’s arms. “This is Asada Sakura’s reward. I’m just asking you to keep it for her.”

The two collided and then quickly separated, but Yuujin Ito still felt the metal heart on Sakura Asada's leg ring.

Yuji Ito held the banknote in his hand, hesitating to put it into his pocket.

Seeing this, Yoshida Nai forced a smile, her open denim jacket revealing a glimpse of her figure, which opened even wider with her fawning gesture.

She took out another thousand yen from her purse, gritted her teeth, forced a smile, and handed the money to Yuujin Ito, saying, "Please be sure to accept this 'special allowance' for participating in our event."

“Sigh,” Yuji Ito wrote an 80 on the rating sheet, then discreetly put the money away. “This is the last time.”

"Thanks for your hard work."

The woman Asada Sakura, who was pushed in front of him, not only served to shield him from bribery, but also as a form of seduction.

Although it can't compare to the allure of the scent of ink, you can't really blame Asada Sakurai.

Clutching her purse with only a few coins left, Asada Sakura seemed to be wearing a mask of pain, her eyes filled with a pitiful expression.

"I-Ito, that's mine."

"custody."

“I… I can keep it myself,” Asada Sakura opened the purse in her hand, which was empty. “Please trust me.”

It's precisely because you'll spend all your money on food that I'm unwilling to give you my money.

Yuji Ito took his phone out of his pocket, his expression turning serious.

"It seems that Anna Takikawa is in trouble."

"You...you're still worried she doesn't have enough trouble already, aren't you?"

It was difficult to refute Asada Sakurai on this point, so Ito Yujin changed his excuse again.

"Mr. Totsugi, did you just call me?" Yuji Ito scratched his head and looked out of the classroom. "Sorry, Asada, I have something to do right now. Let's talk later."

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to walk outside.

“Ito is such a scumbag,” Yoshida Nai said, moving closer to Asada Sakura.

Lowering her hand from holding the purse, Asada Sakura nodded in agreement.

"He's a scoundrel~"

Having escaped the huge troubles of Class 3 (C), the next challenge is the haunted house project of their own class.

The ghostly eyes made of neon tubes flickered on and off, and a fake skull hand was pasted on the door.

"I-Ito-san, are you here to experience a haunted house?" Rie Totsugi was completely wrapped in a white cloth, with only her head showing. The ghost mask on her head was tilted to one side, revealing half an eye and a crescent-shaped mouth.

This isn't scary at all; it's just adorable.

"No need to trouble yourself, Mr. Toji."

“Ito-kun, don’t be shy. If you want to play, I’ll go in right away,” she said, reaching out from under the white cloth to put on the ghost mask. “I’m pretty good at scaring people.”

It doesn't feel scary at all anymore, it's so tiny.

"I have some things to take care of, so..."

Yuji Ito could only come up with a lame excuse.

He turned to leave, but Rie Totsugi grabbed his wrist and saw half of a pink sock peeking out from under the white cloth.

"Is it because there's only one person here!" Rie Totsugi tried to remove her mask again, pressing her hand to her chin. "You got dumped, didn't you, Ito-san!"