Tokyo: Idol Girls have absolutely no bad intentions!

She looked like a puffed-up purple ball of fluff, all puffed up in anger.

It seems Moriue cares a lot about this; he's willing to go to such lengths to help, which shows his responsibility.

"Is that Asada-senpai?" Mori said softly, her voice reaching Ito's ears.

"Of course not!" Ito immediately denied. "She usually... doesn't eat breakfast." He subconsciously offered an explanation for Asada.

"Hmph~ You really know your stuff, right in front of your girlfriend..."

Mori drew out his words, then suddenly reached out with his left hand, gripping Ito's right hand tightly with undeniable force, their fingers interlocked and palms pressed together. "So who is it that's trying to poach someone from another company?"

How can this be considered stealing someone else's partner? Pretending to be a couple only happened yesterday. The person who would bring him breakfast must not have received any information.

Furthermore, Mori seems to have completely immersed himself in the role of the girlfriend, and he himself has begun to feel inexplicably guilty, as if he has really done something to wrong her.

This feeling is awful.

“Never mind,” Mori suddenly loosened his grip, sighed, and softened his tone, which carried a sense of indulgence that said, “I can’t do anything with you.”

"It seems that Yuhito is not good at dealing with girls. He is a very kind person and cannot bring himself to reject girls."

Mori seemed to be trying to explain for Ito, but the more he explained, the more ashamed Ito felt.

"Excuse me, please bring me breakfast next time too."

In order to end the topic as soon as possible and to alleviate her guilt, Ito made a compromise.

"Yes, of course I will always make breakfast for you." Mori's face showed a victorious smile.

In Girlfriend Mode, Mori's attack power (especially mental attacks) receives an epic boost!

Hopefully, he can get into character just as quickly in next week's stage play and showcase his amazing acting skills.

If someone can even act out how they like someone, then what else is real?

Because of this concern, Ito would never marry an actress, except for Kasumi Arimura, of course.

"Were you thinking about another woman again just now?" Mori's face moved closer, his purple eyes gleaming with inquiry.

"N-no." Ito turned around guiltily.

That's quite perceptive.

Because their classrooms were far apart, and the third-year and second-year school buildings were separate, it was Ito's time to return to single life.

He walked into his classroom, and the boys who were talking about Monster Hunter suddenly stopped talking and looked at him.

How strange!

Not only them, but also a group of girls huddled together looking at their phones, all focused their attention on Ito the moment he appeared.

He returned to his seat with doubts. His breakfast was not missing, and there was nothing particularly strange on the table.

Nothing resembling a love letter appeared, nor were there any threatening or insulting graffiti.

Everything was as usual, and he strangely placed the cardboard box that Mori had given him on his desk.

Upon opening it, I found two meticulously prepared sandwiches, accompanied by a bottle of chilled milk.

He first picked up a piece of bread with a slightly brown outer layer, filled with vegetables and fried chicken, and served with mayonnaise.

Her cooking skills remain consistently excellent.

Takikawa hadn't arrived yet. Neither last night nor this morning had Ito received any response when he knocked on Ms. Hayakawa's door.

If it weren't for the occasional bursts of laughter, he would have truly thought something had happened inside.

To be fair, Takikawa's intelligence network, built upon his celebrity status and exceptional social skills, far surpasses that of Ito, a "regular guest," in terms of the sophistication and detail of the information he gathers.

He could even detect Nagano's love life, which made him admire him.

Since the other party hasn't come, he has no way of knowing what happened, and every now and then, classmates would casually glance at him.

The movements were fake; you could see right through them.

With the first sandwich completely devoured, Takikawa finally arrived at the classroom.

As she placed her schoolbag next to the desk, she casually took Ito's sandwich.

Fortunately, Ito reacted quickly, instinctively pressing down with her finger, allowing Takikawa to steal only a small corner of bread sandwich that was pressed down by the edge of the cardboard box.

Takikawa puts a small piece of sandwich into his mouth, chews it carefully, and gives a fair judgment.

"Hmm...it tastes really good. Ito, your girlfriend's cooking skills are quite impressive."

Girlfriend?

Chapter 106 I Saw It

He didn't mention it to anyone other than Nagano Sae.

Mori knew this simply because she was another protagonist in this drama.

"Who?" Ito asked knowingly.

“Who else could it be, Chinatsu?” Takikawa rolled her eyes at Ito, then casually snatched the remaining sandwich from Ito’s hand. “I never would have guessed you could find a girlfriend.”

Is it that hard to tell? He's good-looking and has his own talents.

"Sigh~ I don't know what they saw in you, you're so cute." Takikawa sighed, feeling sorry for Mori.

"Hey!" Ito couldn't help but protest, "I'm not that bad either, and besides, she and I aren't..."

Just as Ito was about to explain the key point of "disguise", he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure quickly walking past the classroom door out of the corner of his eye - it was Nagano Sae!

"Not what?"

Takikawa followed his gaze to the window and saw Asada and his classmate passing by, seemingly heading towards the restroom.

She immediately turned around, staring intently at Ito with a look of utter contempt and disbelief, as if he were a "scumbag," and let out a drawn-out, highly expressive "Eh~~~" from her nose.

"Even though she already has Chinatsu, she still tried to harm Asada. Luckily, I managed to get her away safely first." Takikawa was extremely proud of his foresight.

Since we've come this far, Ito has something to say: "So that's why you emptied the bathroom."

He waited quietly for Takikawa to present his "defense statement in court".

"You're not going to drink this milk, are you?" Takikawa abruptly and quickly changed the subject, refusing to answer anything related to the bathroom.

And at the very moment of the "inquiry," her wicked hand had already precisely reached for the unopened carton of pure milk on the corner of Ito's table.

This scene might seem strange to others, but it's not surprising to the students around Ito.

In the beginning, Ito often fed the animals around him because he couldn't finish his breakfast.

So it's perfectly normal for Ito's deskmate to eat his food.

Takikawa opened the plastic straw, inserted it into the outlet of the milk bottle that was sealed with tin foil, and put it into his mouth.

The white liquid slowly flowed up the straw and into his mouth.

"Tell me, why do you think Mori is my girlfriend?"

Takikawa held the cardboard box in one hand and looked at Ito with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot. "You don't... still want to say that you two are innocent, do you?"

Ito nodded. It was all the better that Takikawa understood.

“So,” Takikawa put down the milk, leaned forward slightly, and a probing light flickered in his sky-blue eyes, his tone becoming somewhat subtle, “you don’t like her at all?”

Takikawa didn't explain how he could tell they were a couple, but instead planned to keep asking.

This question has absolutely nothing to do with the matter itself.

"I wouldn't say I dislike it; at least I don't hate the food they make."

"Asada's cooking in the culinary department is also very delicious."

"So I can't say I dislike Asada." Ito didn't deny Asada's cooking skills, but ultimately the sample size wasn't as large as Mori's.

"So you just like Asada." Takikawa came to a shocking conclusion.

"what?"

"It's nothing. By the way, Ito, are you a caveman? You mean someone who can live a self-sufficient life and is immersed in his own world?"

"Although I don't know what the connection is between the cavemen you mentioned and the explanation that follows, I'm sorry to tell you that I am a very selfish person."

“It’s obvious,” Takikawa nodded seriously, taking a sip of milk, “that he’s not only selfish, but also narcissistic.”

The outrageous claim that "Ito likes Asada" was easily exposed.

"You probably don't need to have lunch with your girlfriend today, right? You're doing something private in a secluded corner."

She winked mischievously, her words full of ambiguous implications, which could easily lead to misunderstandings by others.

"will not."

Mori didn't bring it up today, and he didn't bring his lunchbox either.

“I see…” Takikawa muttered to himself, then turned to Ito and said, “Then I will be merciful and reward you by letting you go to Naoto Shinno’s office to pick up your deluxe lunch for today.”

"And what about yours?" Ito remained skeptical of Takikawa's motives.

"I definitely didn't choose to avoid it because today's bento box dishes are all the things I hate the most," Takikawa explained, as if burying his head in the sand.

It feels fake, but it's also something that Takikawa would do.

In this respect, Takikawa and Hayakawa are very different. Takikawa will avoid the situation, while Hayakawa will eat while cursing and then make the other person pay for the meal.

"Didn't you check the forum this morning?" Takikawa suddenly asked. "The answers you're looking for are there."

After Takikawa's reminder, Ito then remembered that there was such a thing as a forum.

Gossip about him appeared on it from time to time, to the point that Ito didn't even want to open it.

It's probably another fabricated story made up by that "Bird on a Branch" guy.

The most popular posts on the forum today are both strange and normal.

Normally, there are posts about Ito, but strangely, the poster isn't "Branch Bird".

It seems the other side has lost this match.

The headline reads, "Confirmed! Ito has a new romance?! The goddess's wait this morning."

From an outsider's perspective, I recount what happened at the school gate this morning. Mori's appearance was still too high-profile.