Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

Ito looked at Nagano Sae across from him, her silky black hair falling naturally, her legs wrapped in black stockings slowly stepping forward.

How could someone with a body temperature of 36 degrees Celsius say such cold words? There's no benefit for her if he jumps down now.

Besides, he didn't even know what he had done wrong, so it was too unjust for him to die like that.

The afternoon sun slanted through the window, casting a bright patch of light at his feet, but it did nothing to dispel the chill that permeated his body.

“The standard height of a floor is 3 meters. You are currently on the third floor. Including the height difference of the stairs, the vertical distance is about 8 meters.”

As if she could see through his concerns, Nagano Sae stopped and spoke in a calm, even voice, as if she were stating a physics problem.

"Unless you are extremely unlucky and die instantly from a head injury, the most likely outcome is high-level paraplegia, confined to a wheelchair for life."

She even "thoughtfully" added the consequences, her obsidian-like eyes devoid of any warmth, only pure, rational analysis.

"Thank you."

In situations like this, there's no need to explain things so clearly.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he looked around Sae Nagano. There were large gaps on either side, allowing him to escape when he got close enough to catch her off guard.

Although you can only escape temporarily, you should first find out where you went wrong so that you can be prepared and avoid being in a passive situation.

Thinking of this, he stared at the other person's ankles sticking out of their indoor shoes, silently counting his steps.

Three, two, one.

It's now!

He stomped his right foot hard on the ground and attacked the opponent's left side. Thanks to the experience card he used at the last comic convention, he still retained some of his power generation techniques.

How can someone who sits in an office all day be stopped from moving forward?

He brushed past Nagano Sae almost touching her body, the wind he created blowing her black hair. She seemed not to have reacted at all, remaining motionless in place.

not good!

This unusual calmness was like a bucket of ice water poured over Ito's head, instantly freezing the hope that had just been ignited.

Ito's pace slowed down, and he looked toward the door of the activity room.

As the sunlight shone through, two or three figures landed there, having been completely distracted by Nagano Sae and unaware of their presence.

As expected, her student council subordinates were standing outside the door, including her loyal supporter, Matsuzaka Hae.

In an instant, he thought of many things. Perhaps Kurokawa Ori was also part of this plan, a pawn sent to trap him in the light music club's activity room.

With this in mind, he lost all will to escape. He couldn't run away, so he could only face it.

Ito found a comfortable spot where he could bask in the sun and quietly waited for Nagano Sae's decision.

Seeing his self-awareness, the door to the activity room was closed at the same time. Ito was right; Nagano Sae's henchmen were outside the door, and he was surrounded.

"Have you decided how you want to die?"

He gets straight to the point from the moment he opens his mouth, and there's no hint of joking in his words.

It's all from the bottom of my heart. If this were a magical world, Nagano would definitely be a genius at practicing ice magic.

Even if this world has no magic...

He glanced at the top of her head; she seemed capable of making food taste delicious.

Nagano Sae frowned and looked up following Ito's gaze, only to see a white ceiling.

He tricked me again!

His gaze as he looked down at Ito grew even colder.

I deliberately chose a spot in the sunlight, but I still felt cold all around, with a chilly atmosphere pervading the air.

He glanced at the wind blowing in through the crack in the activity room door; there were a few figures there. There was no need to consider the surroundings.

"Please let me know what I did wrong before I die." Ito raised his hand helplessly. "I can try my best to make amends."

We only had contact in the morning. No, to be precise, we were only separated for an hour.

He tried hard to recall what he had done in that hour.

Leaving the printing room, I ran into Eriri and learned something that involved the usual greeting. Back in the classroom, I learned about Nagano from Takikawa...

His pupils suddenly contracted. Could this be the matter?

It must be, otherwise it wouldn't have come to the point of wanting him to die.

"Falling in love is normal, there's no need to be embarrassed," Ito patiently explained. "Liking someone isn't wrong, it's a natural outburst of emotion, an appreciation of another person, and a necessary step in life."

With each word she spoke, Nagano Sae's face darkened, and the atmosphere grew increasingly dangerous.

"Take me for example, I also have someone I like."

Ito offered his "share the good times and bad times" approach, since the other party was embarrassed because he was discovered to be with Fujikawa, so he also revealed his girlfriend.

Even though it's fake, it can still delay the offensive.

Just as he expected, after he said those words, Nagano Sae stopped moving forward and stood still.

efficient!

"Who?" Nagano Sae slowly uttered this single word, her expression unreadable.

Who? How did he know who? These were all excuses he made up on the spot; he hadn't thought much about them.

He looked up and met Nagano Sae's dark eyes.

"Morigami...it's Morigami Chinatsu!" Ito was initially unsure, but then confirmed his statement.

He could only apologize silently to Mori.

He makes excessive demands, asking for everything; please take him away from this worldly sea of ​​suffering.

The air in the room seemed to freeze briefly, except for the fan that kept whirring outside the activity room door.

Whether it was Ito's imagination or not, the moment he mentioned Mori, the other person's eyes dimmed.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and just as Ito was about to give up, Nagano Sae spoke up.

"I see."

After saying this, she strode towards the door without hesitation or lingering.

this......

The door to the activity room opened, and Matsuzaka Hane was standing outside, surprised that her president could come out so quickly.

Following behind Nagano Sae, she glanced in Ito's direction with an unfriendly look.

The ending was sudden, or so Ito thought. In fact, he only mentioned Mori after much consideration.

The only girls he knew were those who, apart from Takikawa and the members of the film club, were Asada and Mori.

As for Asada, he feared that if he told the other person about it, given her shy nature, he would inevitably have to give her a long explanation.

Even after explaining, it probably won't have much effect, and it might even affect the relationship between the two, especially since they live under the same roof and are bound to overthink things.

Mori doesn't need to think too much about it. If he tells the other person, they won't take it to heart. At most, they'll make a few jokes. They're used to the usual jokes, so a few more won't matter.

I won't see them at school anytime soon; the earliest I'll see them is next week for stage play rehearsals, and a week should be enough to let things fade away.

I still need to inform her first, so she doesn't give herself away.

Ito: "I lied and said you were my girlfriend just now to appease the chairman. I'm sorry. I can compensate you for anything you need (excluding money). Please don't give me away."

Mori replied very quickly, almost the instant he sent the message.

Moriue: "????"

Mori: "So, I'm just a casual girl in front of you? Is that so, senpai! This concerns my innocence! What can you possibly offer to make amends?!"

Chapter 104 The Fake Lover is Still a Lover!

The problem was more serious than he imagined. He had indeed done something wrong, and it would have been better for him to just die.

Mori: "Just because you're someone to me doesn't mean you can make decisions for me like this!"

Upon closer reflection, their relationship wasn't very deep; they weren't even friends, let alone lovers.

Ito: "It was my oversight. I will explain it to the chairman."

Ito: "Bowing.JPG"

When Mori saw the message in the classroom, he almost dropped his phone.

Her slender fingers tapped rapidly on the screen, almost piercing it.

Mori: "I'm asking who you are to me, not asking you to explain!"

She felt a wave of weakness, as if she had punched a cotton ball.

No explanation needed? Isn't this just taking advantage of other people's kindness? This is such a beastly act.

Ito: "Okay, I won't go to see the chairman."

For Ito, of course, it didn't matter.

Mori: "Have you figured out what kind of relationship we have?"

In Ito's understanding, the other person asking this question meant that the two of them should be mindful of their distance.

Despite not being very close, Mori must be very annoyed and helpless to be made such a joke.

Ito: "I'm sorry, I won't bother you anymore after this is over."

Mori: "..."

Mori, sitting in the classroom, looked out the window at the leisurely drifting white clouds, and a profound sense of powerlessness gripped her.

Mori: "Don't even think about running away. Doing this is really cunning and irresponsible!!! Every time you initiate a conversation with me, it's to ask for my help. I haven't even bothered you yet, and you're already trying to abandon me!"

Mori: "You promised me last time that you would be more careful next time, but you still did it like this... Senior, I can only help you once, not forever, so..."

The other party's message ended there, and after waiting for a while, no new messages came.

Ito: "So? I'll definitely be more careful next time."

He'll handle the things that are too embarrassing to talk about; he doesn't care what Sen thinks of him anyway.