Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

At the same time, as Takikawa was adding a tail to the Shiba Inu she was drawing, her movements suddenly froze.

She keenly sensed the change in the atmosphere around her, and a chill crept up her spine to the back of her neck.

He slowly turned his head and caught a glimpse of Ito's ambiguous smile, and instantly his hair stood on end.

Could it be that I rejected him in advance, causing him to become psychologically disturbed?

She frowned in disgust, covering her mouth and nose with her sleeve, as if Ito had something repulsive on him.

"No matter who you are, get off him."

It was noon, and Ito stood up from his seat. As agreed, he was going to go to the fire escape to have lunch with Mori-gami Chinatsu.

As for Asada's lunch, Anna Takikawa said she would take care of it. Although he thought it was unreliable, he left 500 yen in coins on his table as a backup plan.

He opened the sliding door to the classroom and bumped into Asada, who had her hair in braids, as he turned around.

For some reason, she still maintains her gloomy appearance with black-rimmed glasses, braids, and heavy bangs.

Apart from a few students, no one knew that the person who sang the duet with Takikawa at the cultural festival was Asada Sakura.

"Where are you going?"

Asada asked hesitantly, her voice still trembling, but it had improved; she no longer blushed so easily.

“Go have lunch. You can go in now. Takikawa is waiting at her seat.” Ito stepped aside. “If you don’t want what she prepared, I’ve left some money on the table. You can use it to buy something to eat.”

Asada nodded slightly and looked into the classroom, where Takikawa was waving to her.

She walked into the classroom, her skirt brushing against Ito's trouser leg as she stepped through dappled sunlight.

"Senior~"

Chapter 73 A cloudy day makes one feel down.

Chinatsu Mori appeared, struggling to carry a three-tiered lunchbox, her steps unsteady.

The meeting was arranged to take place on the fire escape staircase, so Ito was somewhat surprised by Chinatsu Mori's appearance.

Class 2(A) is not exactly close to Ito's class.

Ito took the bento box from Mori's hand, and the two walked side by side.

"Senior, the salmon for lunch today was pan-fried, and I improved the recipe for the tamagoyaki this time, but I still think it was a bit too sweet last time and probably doesn't suit your taste."

"There are also some small rice balls, each with a different flavor. I added crab meat to some and cod to others. Let's see which one you get, senior!"

"The vegetables include bok choy, cauliflower, and green peppers..."

When green peppers were mentioned, you could see the resistance in Mori's expression.

"You don't like green peppers?"

"Hmm~ I wouldn't say I don't like eating it, but I really hate it. I doubt many people would like green peppers."

Mori looked pained and stuck out his tongue.

"Looks like a staunch supporter of no green peppers," Ito thought to himself.

In anime and manga, most people who hate green peppers are bratty kids, but that's just a plot device in anime. It turns out there are actually people who still harbor such a strong aversion to green peppers even after entering middle school.

Is it being devoted, or... like a child?

"Senior, are you thinking something impolite?" Mori asked, hands on his hips, looking at Ito. "Although green peppers taste bitter and have a terrible texture, and no matter how you cook them, they can't be made delicious, I'm never a picky eater."

"That must have been very hard on you."

Ito could hear the disgust in her words.

"And what about you, senior?" Mori opened the door connecting the teaching building and the fire escape. "Do you like green peppers?"

"I can't say I like it, nor can I say I hate it, it's just so-so."

The conversation about green peppers came to an end, and they sat in the same spot as last time.

I heard from Sen that when she got up early this morning to prepare lunchboxes, her mother teased her.

"Making bento boxes for two people will definitely cause misunderstandings. Not only did Mom say, 'Moriue has finally come to this point...', but my classmates have also said similar things..."

"Did they misunderstand and think you were being bullied? You can just say it directly, don't let them worry." Ito expressed her understanding and offered thoughtful advice.

Mori looked at Ito as if he were a rare animal.

"That's the kind of thing! It's the kind of thing that deliberately creates the presence of someone of the opposite sex. Even if you don't directly confess, it will give people the illusion that you have a lover."

"So why not just explain it clearly?" Ito picked up a small sausage shaped like an octopus with his chopsticks.

Mori sighed, deliberately avoiding dishes that involved stuffed green peppers.

"That's just how my senior is, he's so annoying."

I'm so sorry to be disliked again.

The little sausages have heart-shaped eyes made of seaweed on them, which are very cute, and they taste great too.

There are also very small rice balls, only the size of the palm of your hand, with the tightly packed rice balls wrapped in slightly charred seaweed.

Rice balls are meant to be enjoyed after eating some side dishes, and just as he eagerly reached for the rice ball with his chopsticks, tragedy struck again.

Mori squinted slightly, looking quite pleased with himself.

This was the first time Ito had ever seen someone target rice balls from the very beginning.

"Senior Yoshida, have you been contacted?"

“No.” Ito turned her gaze to the second rice ball. “The plan was only finalized yesterday, so it won’t be finished so quickly. To be honest, I don’t have much confidence in her script.”

While Ito was speaking, the second rice ball disappeared.

"What about Chairman Nagano? Has he continued to cause you trouble?" Mori asked, taking a small bite of her rice ball.

No, at least not yet.

Mori seemed to be full after eating only two rice balls. She put her chopsticks back in the cutlery box and watched Ito enjoy his lunch.

There are still many dishes left; at least the dishes near the stuffed green peppers haven't disappeared.

"Senior, what's it like to have a beautiful girl like Anna Takigawa as your deskmate?" Mori asked, resting his chin on his hand and looking at the sky outside the stairs.

"It's terrible."

"I see... So it's a classic case of bickering lovers. It's like the 'the pretty girl next to me is always teasing me' scenario from a teenage romantic comedy."

"Stop talking nonsense, she and I only have a business relationship." Ito launched an attack on the stuffed green pepper.

"Cooperation? The cultural festival is over; talking about cooperation now would be like burying your head in the sand..."

Mori's tone inexplicably turned somber; it must be related to the weather.

Ito had seen some short videos that said the weather could affect people's mood, especially after they had eaten a main meal.

It looks like it's going to rain today. The sun was shining this morning, but now it's completely blocked by clouds.

“We’re still working together. She asked me to film a video for her every week.” Ito had almost finished eating, and he put his chopsticks away.

"Huh~?" Mori leaned over and looked up at Ito, who was eating fruit after his meal. "Why did she have to trouble you, senpai? Just because she's your deskmate? That's completely unacceptable, it's really annoying! How could you agree to that, senpai!"

Mori's violet eyes held worry and urgency as she leaned closer. "Did she threaten you, senpai? Or does she have some leverage over you? Like...?"

"Ah—" Ito suddenly put the sliced ​​cantaloupe into Mori's mouth, interrupting the words that were about to come out.

The sweet taste of the fruit filled her mouth, and Mori's eyelashes trembled violently. After being fed by Ito, she hurriedly sat back down, her emotions 'soothed'.

"Do you want to take a picture together?" Ito put the cantaloupe into his mouth.

"Can I take pictures too? It won't disturb you two."

“It wasn’t originally part of my plan; it wasn’t just me and Takikawa.”

"Is there also Asada-senpai?" Mori's eyes were fixed on the strawberries in the bento box.

Ito's attention was focused on the heart-shaped watermelon, and he didn't notice the change in Mori's tone.

"She will definitely come."

"Well..." Mori's expression wasn't very good, and she spoke somewhat awkwardly, "So now it's all girls... Senpai, you actually want to build a harem, huh?"

How did simply filming a video become an act of building a harem, especially since he and all those girls were completely innocent?

Just as Ito was about to retort, Mori added, "Senpai is still a scumbag."

He seemed to understand how his reputation had deteriorated.

......

The pleasant lunch time quickly came to an end. Ito carried his lunchbox back to the classroom, ate Mori's lunch, and was at least responsible for washing it.

Back in his classroom, he opened the sliding door, but Takikawa wasn't in his seat; the 500 yen coin on his desk was still there.

He looked around, trying to find them.

Unfortunately, Asada didn't see him; instead, he saw the guy he least wanted to see at the school.

Wearing 80D black stockings, Nagano Sae slowly walked towards Ito, her high ponytail swaying with her movements.

It was obvious that the other party was after him. Ito was about to take a step to run away when Nagano Sae's voice came first.

"Ito-san, I need to talk to you about something."

Chapter 74 Intruding into the Private Meeting's Domain

Ito paused at the doorway; the worst-case scenario had unfolded.

The two of them stood in front of the classroom's sliding door, and because of the low-pressure atmosphere emanating from Nagano Sae, no classmate dared to approach.

I just told Mori-gami Chinatsu that I wasn't being bothered, and now trouble has arisen.

He carefully recalled whether he had offended the other party recently. Making the other party cry at the cultural festival was one thing, and the Shibuya maid shop yesterday was another.

He couldn't think of anything else, but logically speaking, these things wouldn't have made Nagano Sae come in person.

"Don't worry." Nagano Sae looked towards his classroom. "I'm not here to cause trouble."

It would be troublesome if someone came looking for him, but Ito couldn't bring himself to say that.