Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

The president of the light music club, Saionji, is also suspicious! That day, she actually said something as unreserved as "sitting on someone's lap"!

"Scumbag." Asada Sakura followed Ito Yuujin step by step. Only "scumbag" could describe this guy. He had unknowingly been surrounded by so many girls.

Aren't three already enough at home?

She can afford to live in a studio apartment and has a stable part-time job, yet she is very frugal with every penny, eating discounted lunches just like me, who has no living expenses at all.

He's definitely keeping women on the side. Those men who have some talent in art will eventually turn into this kind of womanizer.

No... a faint thought flashed through my mind.

It's also possible that he was deceived and brainwashed by a bad woman. Although this possibility is small, it cannot be ruled out that the woman is particularly skilled and even more capable than Ms. Hayakawa.

This is the only way to make Ito-kun consciously resist the ever-present temptation.

I watched helplessly as Yuuhito Ito walked into the fruit shop that represented sin.

Asada Sakura's pupils widened as she watched Ito Yuujin talk to the fruit shop manager before taking a paper bag filled with fruit.

"They actually spent my money on something like this."

Asada Sakura gritted her teeth, "Let me see what kind of woman is worth him spending my money to please!"

They followed him all the way to Nishi-Shinjuku Ward...

"Tokyo Medical University Hospital...?" Asada Sakura looked up at the massive white building complex before her, the huge red cross logo standing out prominently in the sunlight.

Using physical weakness and susceptibility to illness to gain boys' sympathy?

Hmph, you'd better pray you're really sick! Asada Sakura's shadow deepened, and she followed him inside without hesitation.

Follow him into the hospital area and take the spacious elevator to the fourth floor of the inpatient department.

The distinctive, cold, and pungent smell of disinfectant instantly filled her nostrils, causing Asada Sakura's heart to involuntarily tighten.

Yujin Ito finally stopped in front of a hospital room with a nameplate bearing the character "源" (Yuan).

Asada Sakura hid behind the greenery around the corner, holding her breath.

She saw Yujin Ito stop in front of the door, carefully tidy his hair and smooth out the wrinkles in his collar before gently knocking on the door and cautiously opening the sliding door to the ward.

In the ward, the window was half open, and a gentle breeze stirred the white gauze curtains.

On the small cabinet in front of the hospital bed, there was a glass vase with a few white gardenias in it, the edges of the petals already turning yellow and curling.

Yuriko Minamoto lay on the white hospital bed, her figure thin, her wrists holding the book very slender, wearing a simple silver bracelet, and the pale blue veins under her skin were faintly visible.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting dappled shadows on her silver-white curly hair, and she wore antique-style glasses.

The sound of Yuji Ito entering did not interrupt her reading.

I placed the fresh fruit I brought on the bedside table, replacing the bunch of withered gardenias.

After she finished reading the page in front of her, she placed a bookmark, closed the book, and took off her glasses.

"Didn't I say you don't need to come over unless it's absolutely necessary?"

Yuriko Minamoto's voice had the hoarseness typical of elderly people, and her tone sounded somewhat stern.

How have you been feeling lately?

Ito Yujin didn't reply, but asked a question while picking up the kettle from the bedside table, pouring a glass of warm water and handing it to her.

"Don't worry, you won't die right now." Yuriko took the water glass but didn't drink it. Her gaze fell on Yuujin Ito. "You haven't quit your job at the convenience store yet, have you?"

His tone was stern, but it didn't make people feel distant.

Yuji Ito did not reply, but handed the cup of hot water to Yuriko.

"I just wanted to find something to do while working part-time."

Yuji Ito took an apple out of the paper bag and began peeling it.

“You should also develop some hobbies of your own; you can’t always stay by the side of this old lady like me.”

“I have my own hobbies, and I joined the film club at school.”

"You probably don't even know the names of the movies that were released this year." Yuriko's eyes were fixed on the white cirrus clouds outside the window.

"If you have time, go on more trips or find a few girlfriends. Don't come here unless you have to."

Yuji Ito remained silent, continuing his work as the long apple peel drooped down.

“When your father was your age,” Yuriko said, as if lost in memories, her tone tinged with disappointment, “he was already living with a woman outside the home.”

"So after you found out, all financial support was cut off and I was ordered to go home."

"Because that woman is lazy and good-for-nothing, and a complete delinquent! Just looking at her is annoying!" Yuriko frowned, her tone becoming more forceful.

"She's not a delinquent, she just doesn't like studying."

Yuriko Minamoto's gaze fell on Yuujin Ito, who was sitting by the bed, her experienced eyes revealing dissatisfaction.

"If I say she's a delinquent, then she's a delinquent."

"Okay, okay, anyway you've always been dissatisfied with my dad's taste."

Yuji Ito cut the apple into several pieces and put a toothpick on each one.

"Besides being good-looking, I don't know what your dad saw in her." Yuriko sighed, her gaze falling on the hospital room door.

"Looking like that, you're definitely not a peacemaker. But you, who look so much like her, don't even have a single female friend."

Yuji Ito did not reply; he simply ate an apple.

Just then, a nurse's voice could be faintly heard outside the ward door: "Miss, please let me through, I need to go in."

Then, the sliding door to the ward opened, and the nurse went in, but Asada Sakura, who had no time to hide, was completely exposed to the two people in the ward.

"Asada?"

"Y-you...hello!"

Sakura Asada was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do with her hands and feet. She subconsciously raised one hand and waved it, then quickly lowered her head, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Giving Ito Yuujin a glare, Minamoto Yuriko spoke gently to Asada Sakura outside the door, "Are you Yuujin's friend? Please come in and have a seat."

Asada Sakura walked up to Minamoto Yuriko.

"No need to stay that far away, I'm not going to eat you."

She moved a few steps forward and sat down closer to Yuriko Minamoto.

Yuriko took the plate from Yuji Ito's hand, picked up a toothpick stuck in an apple, and handed it to Sakura Asada.

"Here, have some fruit."

"Th-thank you." Asada Sakura was a little flattered, took it with both hands, and took a small, hesitant bite.

Yuriko Minamoto's kind gaze elicited a look of surprise from Hisahito Ito.

The fruit was a small matter, but he had never seen his grandmother show that kind of expression before.

"Ms. Yuriko?" Yuji Ito couldn't help but ask, his voice filled with doubt.

"Don't speak yet." Yuriko turned her head, her cold gaze sweeping over Ito Yuujin, silencing him. Then she put on a kind smile and looked at Asada Sakura.

"..." Ito simply stopped talking.

How long have you known Hisahito?

"It's been a long time."

It's only about six months at most.

"I see." Yuriko nodded thoughtfully. "So, are you and Hisahito at the same school?"

"Yes, yes." Asada Sakura nodded vigorously.

She went to the same school as Ito, so her grades must be pretty good.

"That Yuhito guy must have caused you a lot of trouble."

"No, no way!" Asada Sakura shook her head hurriedly, forgetting to eat the apple in her hand.

"Don't be shy, you can talk to Grandma as you please. Now Grandma can make decisions for you."

"I-I really didn't..." Asada Sakura's voice grew softer and softer.

"Having spent so much time with this guy, I know him pretty well. He's bound to do something really outrageous without even realizing it, just like his father."

Yujin Ito's lips twitched. Am I really that slow-witted?

"Is it... really okay to say...?"

Chapter 59 If you're flirting with a girl, don't get caught!

"Speak," Yuriko Minamoto said gently, a smile on her face that made Yuujin Ito uneasy.

"Th-that..." Asada Sakura was about to bring up the matter of Ito Yuujin withholding her food allowance, but then she remembered the words "lazy woman" that she had just overheard.

If she actually said it out loud, wouldn't she be seen as that kind of person, someone who just eats a little too much and isn't lazy at all?

Yuriko waited quietly for her answer, a tense atmosphere filling the air.

"Really, no, Ito-kun is usually very good to me." Asada Sakura lowered her head shyly.

"I see."

Just as Yuujin Ito breathed a sigh of relief, Yuriko Minamoto spoke again, "What is Yuujin like at school?"

"To be honest, I didn't believe anything he told me. His excellent grades, popularity, and athletic ability were all complete lies."

"As for his friendships, he has never told me what friends he has. This cold and aloof personality makes me very worried."

Ito wasn't worried about the problems at school at all; Asada Sakura would probably help cover them up.

He gave Asada Sakura a pleading look.

Upon receiving the instruction, Asada Sakura's tone became hesitant, her hands clasped together nervously, "Is it really okay to say this?"

"From what I understand, Ito-kun is indeed very popular at school, and he receives love letters every day."

Yuriko listened with satisfaction.

“But…” Asada Sakura suddenly changed her tone, “He accepts any food offered to him, but he throws away all those love letters. I don’t know if he’s doing the right thing.”