Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

The air was filled with the scent of cherry blossoms and the rusty smell of electric guitars.

This old antique definitely needs to be replaced!

Time is passing slowly.

At that moment, Yujin Ito had an idea: to help the child in front of him realize his dream.

We want to make Sakura Asada the world's number one idol.

Chapter 7 Cherry Blossom Bento and Comfortable Boxer Shorts

I can become the world's number one idol.

Asada Sakura, fast asleep, was having another sweet dream.

She was able to fall asleep in her chair in the short time it took Ito Yujin to edit the video.

"Ugh."

Yuujin Ito was somewhat helpless. He wanted to ask Sakura Asada what name she wanted for the group.

This is a very important matter, and we must get her opinion.

Looking at Asada Sakura, she was fast asleep, with glistening water droplets dripping from the corners of her mouth, and she occasionally chuckled to herself.

His silly appearance made Yuujin Ito a little worried about their future; had he spoken too confidently?

I feel that being an underground idol is enough; one should know how to be content.

"I want to go to the Tokyo Dome!"

Sakura Asada suddenly shouted, her hands still gripping the guitar.

"Alright, alright, let's go to Tokyo Dome."

Yuujin Ito responded helplessly to Sakura Asada's sleep-talking. What else could he do? The child was making demands, so he had no choice but to grant them.

so......

As he thought about it, he typed rapidly on the keyboard.

The answer appears consistently in the registered name – Sakura Bento.

If Asada Sakura doesn't like it after waking up, there's nothing that can be done. I'm terrible at naming things, but I've already tried my best to use her name.

As for the bento boxes, they're the beginning of the story, and also a warning to Asada Sakura. If she doesn't work hard, she'll only be able to continue eating discounted bento boxes at late-night convenience stores and living a miserable life.

After uploading the song to YouTube, Yujin Ito felt a great sense of relief and stretched.

Finally, I'm about to escape my current life.

Just thinking about it made him smile.

"hey-hey."

This is the voice of Asada Sakura.

He quietly approached Asada Sakura, carefully took down the guitar, gently picked her up, and placed her on Hayakawa Miki's bed.

Although it's uncertain whether that song will achieve good results, the accompaniment of only one instrument, the guitar, is far from sufficient to achieve the best effect.

There was also the issue of time, which resulted in Asada Sakura not having enough time to practice, and there were still many flaws.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, this is already the best possible outcome we can achieve.

and so.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Looking at the sleeping guy, Yuujin Ito's tone softened a bit.

Of course, the reason Asada Sakura was thrown onto Hayakawa Miki's bed was simply because they were close together, and it had absolutely nothing to do with Asada Sakura not having taken a bath.

It's common knowledge that beautiful girls don't smell bad even if they don't shower. This can be seen from their white socks soaked with sweat.

Asada Sakura lay on her side on the soft bed, her body curled into a small arc. She hugged a large plush pillow, burying her cheek deeply into it.

All you could see was her small nose and half of her face, which was flushed from being buried in the cushion.

Hopefully, Miki Hayakawa won't be angry, because when Sakura Asada buried her face in the pillow, her makeup was also imprinted on it.

The skirt cascaded down naturally, the neckline slightly open, revealing a large expanse of fair skin, with the collarbone faintly visible in the sunlight. The white stockings had come loose, slipping down to the calves, and soft folds had gathered at the edges of the socks.

Her breathing was soft and slow, a few strands of hair fell messily across her face, serene and peaceful.

Yuji Ito helped her cover herself with the blanket, but no sooner had she done so than Sakura Asada kicked the blanket off.

Because the movement was a bit too extreme, the pleated skirt, which had been normal just moments before, was also lifted up, revealing the sacred forbidden zone.

Bear pattern?

At the same moment, a guy who had been forgotten in the bathroom woke up due to the inertia of going to work.

She felt sore all over and her head was spinning; she must have caught a cold. On instinct, she went into Yuujin Ito's room.

When Yujin Ito decided to go back to his room to take a shower, he understood completely.

The bath towel was still in the bathroom, and all the clothes were there. So there's only one explanation: Hayakawa Miki has essentially sealed Ito Yuujin's room.

He could only return to the room where Asada Sakura was staying, and he looked at Asada Sakura on the bed, pondering carefully.

Maybe we should let her continue sleeping in the chair; after all, we need to sleep too.

If all else fails, replace the guitar you were holding with a pillow covered in her makeup.

Although Asada Sakura was working very hard, he felt that he was just as good as her and would rather sleep on the sofa than sleep on the bed.

So when Asada Sakura woke up, she found herself alone in the room, sitting in a chair.

Looking at the still-bright sky outside, a blush crept onto her face.

I actually fell asleep during filming, how embarrassing! I hope I didn't sleep for too long.

She got up from the chair, feeling uneasy. But she didn't think much of it; she just wanted to know if Ito Yuujin had noticed her nap.

She arrived at Yujin Ito's house, and furtively peeked inside from the entrance.

Not seeing the figure she had imagined, just as she was wondering what was going on, someone patted her on the shoulder.

She was startled and ran away in small, quick steps.

What are you doing here?

Hearing the familiar voice, Asada Sakura turned around and saw Ito Yuujin carrying large and small bags of things. She could clearly see vegetables such as green onions sticking out of the bags, clearly indicating that he had just returned from shopping.

"I...I."

Sakura Asada stammered, unsure how to respond.

"How was your rest? Were you comfortable? I didn't dare to wake you or carry you to bed because I was afraid you would mind."

As Yuji Ito walked toward the kitchen, he greeted them casually.

"I, this, you."

Sakura Asada's little language system suffered a major blow, and she was still discovered sleeping.

She subconsciously reached up and touched her messy hair, her mind racing with thoughts of what she might have done.

Did he see his own sleeping posture, or did he say anything strange?

You don't snore or drool, right? Don't do things like that; it'll ruin your public image.

She walked to the dining table and sat down. The bento box that she hadn't finished eating yesterday had already been put away as Ito Yujin's lunch.

The bedroom door opened, and Miki Hayakawa walked out lazily.

When they met Asada Sakura's gaze, she greeted her familiarly.

"hello."

Hello.

Hayakawa Miki stretched, revealing her beautiful curves, and Asada Sakura also took in the men's boxer briefs.

He came out of Ito-kun's room, wearing Ito-kun's clothes.

What is their relationship? Is it younger than older?

What's happening here?

"Xiaoyou, is breakfast ready yet? I need to rush to work."

Hayakawa Miki didn't think there was anything wrong with her behavior and sat down next to Asada Sakura without a second thought.

While preparing dinner, Yuujin Ito heard his name called and turned around to see Miki Hayakawa wearing his clothes.

His brows were furrowed deeply; he figured he'd have to throw those clothes away.

"I'm sorry, it's already afternoon. I'm preparing dinner and the price of the clothes. I'll let you know on Line. Please pay in cash."

"In the afternoon, wouldn't that mean I'd be skipping work?"

His tone was surprised, but there was not a trace of remorse for skipping work.

"My salary!"

She could hear the sadness coming from here, so she stretched out her hands and buried her face in the table.

"Shouldn't clothes worn by a beautiful woman be more valuable, Xiaoyou~"

"Then please pay me more money."

"Can I choose to use something else instead?"

"for example?"

"I."

"...Three times the compensation, including compensation for emotional distress."

Hayakawa Miki noticed Asada Sakura staring at her, a bright smile appeared on her face, and she deliberately raised her voice, pulling out two tickets from somewhere.

"Hello, are you Xiaoyou's girlfriend? I happen to have two tickets to Billboard Live Tokyo. You can go on a date with Xiaoyou."

"what?"