Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

"Senior, would you like something to eat?"

"No need, just drinks will be enough."

Although Mori will still pay the bill in the end, since she has paid for everything else today, one more meal won't make a difference.

However, he doesn't have the habit of having afternoon tea, nor is he interested in desserts.

"Senior really has no common sense." Mori put down the menu and ticked the items on it with a pencil.

"Senior, if you order food, you'll get a discount on the self-service drinks. In other words, you can think of it the other way around... you can actually get money by ordering food."

"Besides, it would be quite impolite not to order dessert when meeting with girls."

Why are you acting like the lady of the house...?

Furthermore, what was said above is completely unfounded. Putting aside the absurd claim that ordering food can actually save money, the very purpose of meeting up with Yoshida Nai is to make money. Spending money on food is putting the cart before the horse.

Even if it's not your own money.

"Here's your strawberry soft serve ice cream!"

The waiter, looking very energetic, placed the ice cream in front of Mori-gami Chinatsu.

If it's something I want to eat, then there's no problem at all.

"Senior is here." Mori said this, pushing the ice cream to an empty seat next to her.

The door to the family restaurant was pushed open at that moment, and the staff greeted them with a welcome.

Yoshida Nai, who was still wearing her Hibiya school uniform on the holiday, sat in that empty seat.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the strawberry soft serve. "Did Ito treat me to this? Then I'll enjoy it."

Sometimes it's hard to tell whether it's the desserts that are so attractive to girls, or just that the girls around him are like that.

Everyone was very rude, except for Chinatsu Morikami.

"So you really can write screenplays?" Ito asked, watching Yoshida Nai eat her ice cream.

“I’ve already said I’m a seasoned literature enthusiast, so writing screenplays is something I can do with confidence.” She said confidently.

“Bungo Stray Dogs…” Ito simply uttered those four words.

Yoshida Nai avoided eye contact and put the stemless strawberry into her mouth.

"Senior, I used to quite like Renako, the protagonist of 'How could I possibly become your lover? No way!', but the fact that she maintains ambiguous relationships with so many girls makes me both love and hate her."

Mori said something inexplicable, and his eyes were fixed on Ito.

"Although Renako enjoys Mayu's favoritism, has an ambiguous relationship with Hydrangea, and receives a confession from Satsuki, all of this is due to Renako's personal charm! She is just accompanying them as a friend."

Yoshida Nai had her own opinions and refuted Mori's claims.

Ito, standing to the side, realized that the names mentioned were all girls and roughly understood the situation.

They were talking about a yuri light novel.

"A seasoned literature enthusiast would be interested in yuri?" Ito cast a questioning look at Yoshida Nai. "You don't actually have a thing for that, do you?"

"W-So what!" Seeing that her secret had been exposed, Yoshida Nai simply stopped pretending. "I really can write good scripts."

Faced with Yoshida Nai's enthusiastic sales pitch, Ito focused his attention on the cup.

Mori silently sipped his blueberry au lait.

"Here's your extra-large order of fries!"

The shop assistant's energetic voice rang out again.

Upon seeing the large plate on the table, Yoshida Nai's voice became even more excited.

"Not only did they have dessert, but they also ordered fries! Thank you, Ito-san, and Mori-gaku-san."

By saying this, he was clearly acknowledging that the meal was on him.

"Didn't we just order dessert?"

I already had fries at Uncle Beidao's place for lunch today, so I'm ordering another serving now.

Seemingly sensing Ito's thoughts, Mori picked up a piece of food with his fingers and dipped it in ketchup.

"Senior, you have no idea!" Mori took a bite of fries and smiled happily. "The first person to invent combining fries and ketchup was a genius!"

Chapter 68 Investors, Screenwriters, and Directors: A Super Gathering

He seems to have discovered Chinatsu Mori's hidden attributes.

French fry addict?

However, it is also very possible that Mori deliberately showed his childlike innocence in front of him.

If it's acting, then he has no idea what the meaning is.

So far, it hasn't caused him any trouble, and there's no need to worry about it too much.

"So why did you come to me?" Ito asked, reaching for the fries.

"Because Ito-san is someone who flirts with every woman he meets," Yoshida Nai said without malice.

She seemed to realize she had said the wrong thing and quickly explained, "What I meant was that Ito-san is a very popular person with women."

No matter which way you put it, Ito can't be happy.

I never imagined that the stereotypes about me at school had reached such a level, with everyone taking it for granted that I was a scumbag.

The "bird on the branch" deserves much credit.

"What does this have to do with you coming to me?" Ito frowned. "The script you're going to write isn't a yuri story, is it?"

“No, there are no such plans at the moment.” Yoshida Nai pushed up her non-existent glasses on her nose with her hand adorned with light purple manicure. “For my first book, I still hope that the fans can accept it.”

She acts like a female celebrity.

"You don't have any fans, do you?"

In response to Ito's impolite remarks, Yoshida Nai took out her phone to try and prove herself.

"If you're counting Twitter followers, then never mind."

Under Ito's gaze, Yoshida reluctantly put down her phone.

This guy is actually planning to show off his Twitter followers.

They seemed completely unreliable, especially since the cultural festival had betrayed Nagano Sae and accepted bribes.

I have a feeling that if she were to be cyberbullied or threatened after this completely fake stage play was produced, she would immediately expose herself.

"Yoshida-san, let's just pretend this never happened."

The more I thought about it, the less reliable it seemed, and my initial enthusiasm for making money cooled down.

Faced with a host of troubles, Ito chose to run away.

"Asada Sakura." Yoshida Na called out Asada's name, resting her chin on her left hand while eating fries.

Her words successfully caught the attention of Mori and Ito.

"Asada can play a role in it," Yoshida Nai said slowly.

So that's all there is to it. If the script is good, then Ito wouldn't mind letting Asada Sakura play a role, or even the female lead.

After all, it would allow Asada to hone his acting skills while also earning some extra money.

but......

He glanced at Yoshida Nai, who was determined to win, and decided to put the stage play participation on hold for now.

I'd rather Asada participate in the school's stage play; at least her reputation wouldn't be damaged, and she wouldn't be labeled as someone who would do anything for money.

The guy who was willing to do anything is now living as a parasite in Hayakawa Miki's room.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade Ito Yuujin, Yoshida Naiichi gritted her teeth.

"Six-four split."

"Let's forget about it."

"Seven three."

“This isn’t about money,” Ito’s voice softened.

"82".

"Oh, Yoshida-san, I really want to help you."

"Nine-one." She practically spat out the number through clenched teeth.

"I'm afraid I'm not up to the task." Ito's tone was full of regret, but he was secretly observing Yoshida Na's trembling eyelashes.

"Apart from necessary expenses and expenditures, the rest is yours." When she said this, Yoshida Nai seemed to have lost the strength to resist.

"But then again, if it's a stage play, even though I still have a lot of shortcomings, I will definitely find a way to overcome them. After all, Yoshida-san asked me to do this."

Ito's tone was sincere, making it seem as if he genuinely wanted to help Yoshida Nai.

"By the way, what is the budget for this project?" Ito asked with a smile, though he was willing to cut some of the cost if it was too high.

"...The fries are delicious, Morishige, have some more." Yoshida Nai avoided answering.

But Ito's gaze was too sharp, forcing her to speak: "It was a spur-of-the-moment decision, so..."

Ito understood without needing to finish speaking.

"Let's call it a day." Ito stirred his now-cold hot cocoa with a straw.

"No, no!" Yoshida Nai cried out anxiously, "Didn't you already agree?!?"

“Zero is still zero…” Ito’s eyes were filled with relief. “I shouldn’t have believed in miracles.”

"No, wait a minute." Yoshida Nai turned to face Morikami Chinatsu, who was watching the show with great interest.

"Junior, are you interested in investing?"

"Me?" Mori pointed to himself, revealing his handsome dimples.

“That’s right, if you come, I can…” Yoshida Na leaned close to Mori’s ear and whispered.