Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

Mori: "..."

Mori: "Senpai, where are you now?!"

Ito frowned. Why was she asking this? Was she going to get so angry and embarrassed that she wanted to do what Nagano did and "kill to silence" him?

The locks on the activity room doors didn't seem to be very secure...

After explaining my location to the other party, I received no reply.

For a moment, Ito didn't know whether to leave or stay.

In the spacious activity room, Ito was all alone, which inevitably made him feel a little lonely.

The afternoon sun cast long shadows on the floor through the window.

Is this the loneliness one must experience when learning art? Just like having an empty wallet when learning bass.

The window that had been opened during the escape let in a gentle spring breeze, which stirred the curtains and swayed the unnamed flowers on the windowsill.

Mori's bento box hasn't been returned to her yet. If he had told her in advance that he was coming to work part-time last night, he could have brought the bento box with the mistletoe pattern.

Not long after, a clear and hurried sound of running came from the end of the corridor, growing louder as it approached. Ito looked towards the door.

"boom--!"

Mori was holding onto the door frame with one hand and supporting himself on his knee with the other, panting heavily.

A few strands of hair escaped from her bun due to the vigorous movement.

"S-senpai!" Mori said breathlessly, his chest heaving violently.

"Take a rest first, there's no need to rush."

"No!" Mori suddenly released his grip on the door frame, as if he had made up his mind.

Although her breathing was still unsteady, she walked steadily toward Ito, her violet eyes fixed on him, filled with complex emotions.

“I mean,” she stopped in front of Ito, tilted her head slightly to look at him, and declared clearly, word by word, “I will not call you ‘senior’ anymore!”

What do you mean?

“Yujin, since this is to prevent the president from discovering our relationship, then Yujin, please call me Chinatsu as well.”

Mori-gami... no, it was Chika. She stood up straight, her whole body bathed in sunlight.

Her violet eyes revealed determination, and her light purple hair made Ito unable to look away.

What does it matter?

“Of course!” Chinatsu retorted almost immediately, grabbing Ito’s wrists with both hands. “Isn’t this just the most basic term of endearment between boyfriend and girlfriend?”

A soft touch came, and being suddenly called by my name made me feel inexplicably ashamed.

"I asked my senior what our relationship was because I wanted him to admit it." Chinatsu's eyes never left Ito's face. "Even if it's fake, I want to be my senior's first and best girlfriend!"

Isn't that taking things a bit too seriously? Talking like that is bound to make Ito feel guilty.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a boy standing at the door, a face he had never seen before, with a hostile gaze.

"Mori, that..."

As Ito was speaking, she suddenly hugged him and threw herself into his arms, the scent of flowers and fruits instantly filling the air.

"Chika, call me Chika."

She buried her face in Ito's chest, her voice muffled.

The other person's hair brushed against Ito's Adam's apple, and her unexpected movement caused the embroidery on the collar of her school uniform to rub against the buttons of his shirt.

He tried to push the other person away, but the person in his arms suddenly curled up even tighter. "This is a step that lovers must go through."

Footsteps came from the doorway. After the boy left, Qianxia still didn't let go.

Letting the other person hold me, I counted the passing time, and could feel their soft breathing.

"Alright." Mori released Ito. "Senpai, were you also tempted just now?"

and also?

A cunning smile lay hidden beneath the purplish-blue hue of the other person's eyes.

She returned to her usual self, Mori-gami Chinatsu.

"If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

"Go back! How can we? Our first date at school is ending so hastily. I won't allow it."

Is a simple conversation in the activity room considered a date?

If we're going to count, those previous times were probably the first time.

“Let’s go, Yuujin.” Mori took Ito’s arm.

"Where are you going?"

"Of course, it's to introduce me to your friends."

Things have gotten complicated again, he should go find Asada.

Introducing Mori to them was no problem; he only knew a few people, and they would be gathering for the stage play rehearsals almost every week.

It's just a matter of sooner or later.

Afterwards, Mori took Ito for a walk around the campus without holding his arm, suggesting that Ito had considered that it was inappropriate.

Ito didn't ask the boy standing at the door; he was probably just passing by and liked Mori.

Chinatsu Moriue is very popular, and naturally has many suitors.

As I walked past the teaching building, Ito happened to meet Takigawa and Asada walking together. Ito naturally greeted them and, at Mori's request, introduced them to each other.

It wasn't the first time that Ming and Asada had met; they had even eaten together at the apartment before, and Ito had to introduce them.

"Hello, Takikawa-senpai and Asada-senpai." She greeted them politely, intentionally or unintentionally moving closer to Ito.

"Hello, Morishiwa-chan."

Even when there were outsiders present, Takikawa maintained a ladylike demeanor. She reached out and gently took Mori's hand, then naturally came to his side.

"Mori-sho, you're so cute."

"I wish someone was half as pretty as Takikawa-senpai. I've watched every drama she's acted in."

"Really? Thank you so much." Takikawa smiled brightly.

The two women were chatting enthusiastically when Takikawa suddenly spoke up when Ito was getting a little bored: "Ito, why don't you go by yourself? Chinatsu and I will chat for a while longer."

Chapter 105 Breakfast Made with Love is My Girlfriend's Special Right

The novelty of the new equipment would soon wear off, and Ito had long anticipated this outcome.

Just like even the most expensive game consoles will gather dust after you finish playing the game.

However, the novelty wore off so quickly. On the very night that she pretended to be Mori's girlfriend, Asada was taken to the next room by Takikawa and didn't come back all night.

The Yamaha 611 lay alone on its stand, sharing the room with Ito.

Looking at the metallic black paint of the electric guitar, Ito felt a sense of shared misfortune.

It's not that Ito was so emotional just because he didn't come home for one night; it seems like they had planned it beforehand.

When he went into the bathroom that night to take a shower, he couldn't find anything else to clean besides hot water.

They were unwilling to pay for the shampoo, and they didn't even want to leave the bottle behind.

Asada is too naive. It would be one thing if he was led astray by Hayakawa, but now he can't even resist Takikawa's influence.

She remained alone until the next day when she arrived at school. Standing at the entrance of Hibiya High School, holding a cardboard box, she went to greet Ito the moment she saw him.

"Yujin, I've prepared breakfast for you, remember to eat it~"

Her voice was clear and melodious, carrying just the right amount of intimacy, without any attempt to hide the gazes cast around her, so many passersby witnessed this scene.

She's already one of the top ten most popular beauties on campus; even if she does nothing, just standing at the school gate will attract a lot of attention.

Moreover, now.

"Thank you." Ito took the box with one hand and walked into the school side by side with Mori.

As Ito passed by the dumbfounded Fujikawa, he deliberately raised an eyebrow at him, his intention to show off being all too obvious.

Who told your girlfriend, President Nagano, to put me in this predicament, where I can't even use shower gel?

Fujikawa naturally couldn't understand Ito's vengeful intentions, and only thought it was simply showing off.

His facial muscles twitched, his fists clenched tightly at his sides, his knuckles white, and he finally managed to force a stiff smile that looked worse than crying, watching the "couple" parade past him.

Ito was very satisfied with his reaction. He would refresh the breakfast on his table every morning, and today's breakfast could be given to him.

As the two walked into the campus, Ito said to Mori, who was clearly interested, "From now on... you don't need to make me breakfast anymore."

There was already more breakfast on the table than we could finish.

"Why?" Mori's face fell instantly, clearly unhappy about it.

"Other boyfriends would jump for joy when they received a lovingly prepared bento box from their girlfriends, and they would take pictures and post them on social media to keep praising it! Was it because my bento box wasn't delicious enough?"

"No, you made it very delicious."

The tomato sandwich that came with the theater tickets last time has made him one of the top three breakfasts this semester.

"Then why don't you want me to make it?" Mori pouted. "Does my senior still think my bento boxes aren't presentable?"

“It’s not that I’m complaining,” Ito said, feeling a bit of a headache, and had no choice but to be honest, “It’s just… there was too much breakfast, and I really couldn’t finish it all.”

“Even with only two sandwiches…” Mori’s words trailed off, her eyes filled with resentment as she glared at Ito. “Ito! Yu! Jin!”

It's quite rare to suddenly call someone by their full name.

"You big jerk!" Mori lowered his voice, but emphasized each word. "You have a girlfriend who makes you a loving breakfast, but you still go and eat the food made by that scoundrel!"

“This can hardly be considered a girlfriend’s lovingly prepared bento,” Ito tried to argue. “After all, we’re only pretending temporarily, and besides, it’s too much for a cheating cat to do this.”

"A fake girlfriend is still a girlfriend!" Mori quickly retorted, emphasizing it repeatedly.

"Girlfriend! Girlfriend! Girlfriend! Do you understand?!"