Ikuta was confronting the enemy at this time.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes sharp and radiant, like a cheetah before it pounces on food. The muscles in her back were tense, and the tension at the scene was revealed through the tightened corners of her mouth. If she could win without a fight, it would be natural.

It's best, but it's a pity that the opponent on the opposite side is not a soft persimmon and can be manipulated by anyone.

Ikuta swallowed, imagining himself as a pistol about to pull the trigger, and carefully maintained the thread of sanity in his heart. If his subordinates misfired, the consequences would be disastrous.

Matsumura opposite had an equally solemn look on her face, and she didn't want to give in at the moment of life and death. What's more, Ikuta had already received enough, but still wanted to get more unsatisfactorily. This in itself was contrary to common sense. She, Matsumura, was not trying to satisfy her own selfish desires.

What we are fighting for is that justice needs to be upheld and equality needs to be maintained.

At times like this, everyone would think, "Forget it, it has nothing to do with me." The society would only fall into chaos, and people like Ikuta would become even more unbridled and unwilling to restrain themselves.

Someone has to stand up, right?

"Ikuta-chan, you're tired. Don't be too stubborn. It's almost time to let go."

"You are the one, Sayuri. If you want to continue to spend time, I will be happy to continue to accompany you, but I am almost reaching my limit."

"What's the point of this?" Matsumura exerted force on his hands and gritted his teeth, "This is less than one-tenth of my usual practice volume."

Ikuta smiled reluctantly, "Me too."

Standing next to the two of them, holding up his mobile phone to take pictures, Ikoma raised his arm sorely and shook his shoulders, "Sayuri, Ikuta-chan, you guys have been snatching this lunch for more than ten minutes. I'm going to give you a sure idea of ​​whether I will defeat you or not."

, I can’t capture the key content here, so I’m very anxious.”

After the concert, the lunch boxes in the lounge were quickly divided up. Considering that there would be a dinner party later, we ordered only small lunch boxes with small portions. After all, the members had been tired all afternoon, so it would be better to wait until they were finished packing and setting off.

After a while, Nanxiang was really afraid that they would starve to death.

Ikuta and Matsumura happened to have the last one left.

Little Feiniao stood for a long time without seeing any good show, so he simply sat and rubbed his legs, complaining: "It's a waste of my time."

"However, Nanxiang Sangdu came over just now to inform me that we will go out for barbecue later. Don't be too hungry for a big meal by then." Ikoma put down his cell phone.

"Yakiniku is barbecue, and bento is bento. If I don't eat something, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive in the barbecue restaurant." Ikuta's words were well-founded, and Ikoma had to believe it.

"Why don't you do something interesting?" Little Bird had an idea. "Whoever makes the funnier lunch will be given to him."

"That's a good idea," Ikoma took out his phone again, "Let's do it, let's do it, and everyone will rate you."

However, Matsumura looked around and saw that except for a few of them, few of the members were so energetic. After eating something, everyone just wanted to sit peacefully and chat, waiting for the barbecue dinner.

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After eating a bento, her hunger has been alleviated a lot. Isn't the barbecue delicious? Why fight for a bento? She actually had some fun in mind when she started fighting with Ikuta.

Forget it, let's leave this place to Ikuta-chan... With this thought in mind, I was about to let go.

"Comaneci!"

Well, it looks like it's too late.

The two of Asuka and Ikoma burst into laughter, especially Asuka, who was swaying with laughter.

On the contrary, Ikuta was even more excited and fired "Comanechi" continuously, jumping in front of the little bird in a weird posture.

Matsumura really couldn't figure out where Ikuta's extraordinary enthusiasm came from after every concert. It was so hot that it felt as if the circuits in his brain were disconnected. He could pick up on all the jokes and still do it so innocently.

The members in the lounge couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Ikuta achieve this, Matsumura felt that her competitive spirit was rising. Although she was not arranging a show, she always felt unwilling to be robbed of the limelight. Fortunately, someone pushed the door in before she did this.

"Erika! What are you doing!?"

"Comane—Dad!?"

Ikuta's shocked shout shocked the members so much that Xiao Asuka leaned on the back of the chair and almost fell over. Fortunately, Ikoma quickly reached out to help him.

The thirty-year-old uncle who walked in had a gentle face at first, but when he saw his precious daughter doing such unsightly actions, his face turned as dark as if he could drip ink.

"... Erika, you, come out with me." After saying that, he turned around and left the lounge.

Ikuta grimaced and followed sadly, not forgetting to remind him before going out, "Leave the bento for me." This was completely unnecessary. No matter how much Matsumura could eat, he would not be able to eat this bento full of sad flavor.

I heard that Ikuta's tutoring was quite strict, so Matsumura could only pray secretly, hoping that she wouldn't be punished too harshly.

Nanxiang came in later, and when he saw Ikuta being scolded by Yamaichi on the corridor, saying, "How can a girl do that kind of thing?" "The rest room? That's not okay, wouldn't it be good to rest quietly?", he was a little helpless.

The Ikuta family often called to inquire about their daughter's condition. The father was serious and spoke politely and appropriately. Most of the questions he asked about were work safety matters. When he was transferred to the mother, he would often withdraw into trivial matters in life, which was a bit out of line.

Maybe it’s the complementary personalities of the two that created Ikuta’s serious yet funny character.

"Everyone, the barbecue restaurant has been booked. We have reserved the place. You can eat whatever you want today. Think of it as a celebration."

As soon as he finished speaking, the members started cheering loudly. He had no choice but to signal them to be quiet, and he didn't even finish his words.

"You guys go first in a while. The bus is waiting outside, and the parents of some members are also there. STAFF will be there soon after packing up. Don't have too much fun."

Well, he felt that these words were not binding. He just hoped that a few people would restrain themselves in front of the members' parents. However, Ikuta, a restless element who can easily get too high, shouldn't cause much trouble if her father watches her.

"Also, Asuka."

"ah?"

"Your mother is at the venue and asked you to come over."

After helping convey the message, Nanxiang followed STAFF out.

The little flying bird looked around and then ran out.

She had been lying on the table until Nanxiang left, and then stretched out exaggeratedly, otherwise she would be reminded of image management if she was seen. As a result, Nishino's small fist was right in her yawning mouth.

"..."

Wu Geng looked at Nishino who was suppressing a smile a little speechlessly. She always liked to play such inexplicable pranks. She had done it many times before, and some of them were like adding water to juice and putting fruit on her face while Wu Geng was sleeping.

Category.

It's cute, but little Asuka and Ikoma sometimes follow suit, and it's a bit too much for them after being fucked five times too many times.

"Hey, Xiaoxiao, you haven't forgotten that my mother wants to see you. She came to Tokyo specifically this time." Nishino retracted his fist with a smile.

You came to Tokyo specially to see me? She didn't realize how proud she was at the fifth hour. She pointed at the back of Nishino's hand, took out a tissue and handed it over, "It's stained by my lipstick."

"It's not a dirty thing." Nishino didn't care. But she was actually quite strange. Ever since she confirmed her relationship with Wu Geng, she might have felt guilty, or for some reason, she rarely talked about Wu Geng in front of her mother.

It happened. This time it was my mother who mentioned it deliberately. She thought she had discovered some clues and was frightened for a while.

"I hope I won't ask any questions." Wugeng sighed.
Chapter completed!