Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

Her strength lies not in her skills, but in her aura.

It was her aura that was so powerful; the moment she opened her mouth, her aura was transmitted throughout the entire venue.

The emotions were already brewing in the lyrics.

Those two guys.

Anna Takikawa and Naoto Shinno looked back and forth between Yuujin Ito and Sakura Asada with surprise.

Even though I live with them, why haven't I changed at all?

Feeling abandoned, Anna Takikawa was somewhat resentful, but she quickly channeled that feeling into her motivation to sing.

Her pitch rose, her transitions were unique, and the instantaneous adjustments between two lines of lyrics were like a venomous snake relentlessly pursuing Asada Sakura.

She won't fall behind; don't underestimate the potential of a child star.

It's even more tricky than last time. Last time, Yuji Ito stopped playing halfway through, so Naoto Shinno doesn't have to take care of him anymore.

But now it's clear that Yuujin Ito can keep up, and keep up the whole time. Not only that, Sakura Asada and Anna Takikawa are even more energetic than last time.

His fingers flew across the keyboard, the red light from the transducer reflecting the cold sweat on Naoto Shinno's forehead.

His fingertips were burning hot, and all the chord transitions relied entirely on muscle memory. He was completely immersed in the music, and his mind had to be fully engaged. The knobs turned back and forth in time with the drumbeats.

When the song was finished, Naoto Shinno almost collapsed in his seat.

too tired.

Anna Takigawa and Sakura Asada are much stronger than before, so he has to cooperate with them to unleash their full potential.

He looked in the direction of Yujin Ito, only to see that Yujin Ito simply placed the drumsticks on the drum and his breathing became heavier, without any other reaction.

He's a monster! It wasn't just that short practice session before rehearsal; his entire technique improved by leaps and bounds.

so horrible.

Yujin Ito's right arm was still trembling slightly. Being a drummer is really a physically demanding job, testing not only technique but also arm strength.

Fortunately, it's over now, otherwise he really would have had to stop playing prematurely again.

"Hoo..." He leaned back on the drum stool, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed his last breath.

The lingering echo of the wipe still resonated in my ear canal, and my palms were still damp with sweat.

"Ito?" Asada Sakura came to his side. "How...are you feeling?"

Like a kindergarten child wanting to receive a big red flower from the teacher.

“Very good, a great improvement from last time.” Ito Yujin stood up.

“It’s about time. Let’s change our clothes and go see the show,” Anna Takikawa suggested, raising her hand.

"What clothes?" Ito Yujin asked in confusion, glancing at the two people beside him who didn't seem surprised.

"Huh?" Anna Takikawa picked up her phone. "Oh, I really didn't tell you!"

After confirming, she put her phone back in her pocket, the phone charm sticking out. "But it's okay, Shinno, you take Ito to get the clothes. Asada and I are leaving now."

She started talking to herself and pulled Asada Sakura away.

"See you at the entrance of the auditorium."

"That's so unreliable." Ito Yuujin sighed, then suddenly remembered something. "Where did she get the money to rent clothes?"

"Don't worry, Ito." Naoto Shinno patted him on the shoulder. "I heard that he gave the other party all his possessions and said he would help with the publicity, which is why he agreed."

"She still has money..."

"Let's go get dressed."

......

The revolving doors of the auditorium gleamed in the sunlight, and colorful stripes were wrapped around the door frames as many Hibiya High School students in uniforms walked in.

"I heard that the Light Music Club is secretly hiding a program."

"Oh! Really? That must be really good."

Two girls were walking and talking when a boy suddenly appeared, holding a light stick and wearing a bandana with the word "Takikawa" written on it. "No matter how good-looking you are, you can't compare to Takikawa-kun's show!"

"I'm really looking forward to Takikawa's show, but if it's just the same few songs, I'm already tired of hearing them over and over again."

"You'll never get tired of listening to Takikawa's songs!"

The two girls didn't want to argue about the topic anymore, so they quickened their pace and went inside, with the boy following behind.

“Takikawa seems to be very popular.” Naoto Shinno stood at the entrance of the auditorium and witnessed everything.

"Shinno." Ito Yuujin's eyes lit up as he looked at the boy's back.

"what happened?"

"Do you think if I sold things like the toothbrush that Anna Takikawa used, people would buy them at a high price?"

Naoto Shinno's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Yuuhito Ito.

“I don’t know if the price is high or not, but I do know that you will not only be posted on Twitter, but also summoned by the police.”

"So there will still be people willing to buy it, right?" Yuji Ito said expressionlessly.

As he considered the feasibility of the plan, his face suddenly felt icy cold.

"Ito." Asada Sakura skipped over to him, the accessories at her waist jingling.

She held two bottles of orange soda in her hand, wore black platform boots with black fishnet stockings, a black long skirt with a high-waisted design that accentuated her perfect waistline, and light chiffon long sleeves, paired with a trailing waist belt, giving her a completely different aura.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

Without even guessing, it was obvious who it was. Yuujin Ito turned around and saw Anna Takikawa looking smug. Her clothes were similar in style to Sakura Asada's, with only minor differences.

She took small, quick steps, her hands behind her back, and winked at Ito Yuujin, "I specially picked out this style for Asada~"

Seeing that Ito still didn't react, she pointed at Asada Sakura's clothes, "Look at her waist, look at her legs, look at the fishing net—"

When he mentioned legs, he deliberately dragged out the word, his gaze falling on the fishnet stockings peeking out from Asada's calves, and leaned close to Ito Yujin's ear.

"The black fishnet paired with fair thighs creates a strong visual impact, doesn't it? Quite erotic, isn't it?"

The more she talked, the redder Asada Sakura's face became, and she showed no sign of stopping.

"She almost couldn't fit into it! Do you know what happened? The way she looked when she was trying it on, stuck at the neckline, was so—cute—!"

"She's probably been eating too much. I also think Asada should go on a diet." To a question he shouldn't have answered, Ito Yuujin unexpectedly gave a terrible answer.

The air suddenly froze, Asada Sakura's pupils contracted sharply, Takikawa Anna's smile froze on her face, and even the sparrows perched on the eaves of the auditorium seemed to turn their gazes in this direction.

Asada's face flushed instantly. She looked up and stared directly into Ito Yujin's eyes, her expression a mixture of shame, anger, and resentment.

Chapter 55 Cultural Festival Performance

"Ha, ha, ha." Naoto Shinno tried to break the awkward silence with laughter, but it sounded somewhat forced. "Ito, you must be thinking of saying..."

It was clear that he was not good at handling this kind of situation, so his speech and movements were somewhat stiff, and he hadn't even thought of what to say to explain on behalf of Yuujin Ito.

It really takes skill to be a male supporting character in a romance light novel.

"I wanted to say..." He quickly recalled all the novels and comics he had read, "Asada-san's clothes are too small, right?"

He blinked rapidly. "Ito-kun, it seems you're not very good at expressing yourself."

A strange look fell on Naoto Shinno. Yuji Ito suddenly wondered if this child from a wealthy family had been switched at birth. No wonder he chose to study art.

"The clothes are too small, that's definitely one of the reasons." Even someone as oblivious as Yuuji Ito could tell that something was off.

He didn't think he had said anything wrong. To become an idol, you have to learn to control your appetite. No one would like someone who dances in a crop top and shows their belly.

If the gluttonous female protagonist continues to develop, it won't just be a matter of whether her clothes are too small or not.

The atmosphere seemed to ease at this moment, but Ito Yujin opened his mouth again, "But the main problem is that your figure has gone out of shape."

It's over/hopeless

Without saying a word, Asada Sakura's eyelashes fluttered suddenly, her eyes conveying too much. Asada Sakura then jogged into the auditorium alone.

“Ito, that’s your problem.” Anna Takikawa shook her head and followed after him.

I was standing here to wait, but the person came and then ran away, so there are only two of us left.

"..."

Yuujin Ito turned around and looked at Naoto Shinno next to him. He saw a familiar expression on Shinno's face, an expression that often appeared on Kaze Fujikawa's face.

"Are you angry?" Yuji Ito asked uncertainly.

Naoto Shinno nodded. It was obvious; even the slow-witted protagonist should have realized it by now.

Its stress resistance should be B+, so...

Did I ruin my only talent in just one week?

“Ito, you need to apologize,” Naoto Shinno advised.

“Okay.” Ito Yuujin agreed quickly. He already had someone to apologize to, so adding another one wouldn’t hurt. Perhaps he could apologize to both of them together, which would be easier.

After seeing that Yuujin Ito had agreed, they entered the auditorium together.

Because we've been lingering outside for so long, there aren't many seats left in the front row.

They spotted Asada Sakura and Takikawa Anna immediately; it was too obvious.

When Asada Sakura saw Ito Yuujin out of the corner of her eye, she immediately turned her head away, attracting the attention of Takikawa Anna who was standing next to her.

She gave Ito Yujin a look that said, "Good luck to you."

Is it that serious...?

There were two empty seats next to Asada Sakura, which were reserved with two bottles of orange soda.

Seeing this, Yuji Ito went over; at least there was still one seat available.

"What are you doing!" Asada Sakura said in an unfriendly tone, stopping Ito Yuujin, who was about to sit down after picking up an orange soda. "That wasn't saved for you."

“It’s for me.” Nagano Sae walked in from the entrance of the auditorium, her attitude indifferent.

She sat down in that seat, her two snow-white legs crossed, and reached out to Ito Yuujin, "My soda."