Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 252 What color is the summer sky?
Having arranged a meeting time with Elsa Amamiya, Aoyama Ryo immediately turned around and went to see Ai.

Does that sound like a really scumbag?

But it doesn't matter, Aoyama Osamu doesn't have a girlfriend, so no matter what he does, he doesn't deserve to be called a scumbag.

[Aoyama Ryou: Why are you suddenly watching the show?!]

[See Love Online: It wasn't sudden, I've been watching it all along.]

[Aoyama Ryou: I thought you would help me, but was it just wishful thinking on my part?]

[See Shangai: Isn't it good? Perhaps Tenyu's trip to Kyoto will make Mika-senpai feel threatened.]

It seems reasonable.

And the Sunny Day Band also allowed Mika Ono to see his 'outstanding' side.

No, that won't work. He knows nothing about musical instruments. If he wants to excel in this area, he can only rely on Koito.

He can improve himself through the system to gain Ono Mika's appreciation, but he cannot directly use the system to pretend to be excellent and gain favor.

[See Shangai: Don't overthink it. Just stick to the three principles of 'keeping your word, being kind to others, and being responsible,' and you'll be fine.]

Aoyama Ryo no longer trusts her.

He then went to see Miyako Yaeko.

[Aoyama Ryou: President, I have something to ask you!]

[Capital Girl: Hmm?]

[Aoyama Ryo: Do ​​you like a man who keeps his word, is kind to others, and has a strong sense of responsibility?]

[Capital Girl: This is the type that I like the most.]

OK!

Aoyama Risa suddenly realized!
When she saw Shang Ai, she wasn't actually helping him; she was actually helping herself all along!

Since she couldn't find a man like him herself, she simply started training Aoyama Ryo and waited to bring him home when she turned twenty-nine!

After talking with Miyako Yaeko, Aoyama Risa turned around and found Kamiya Ai again!
This is still not the behavior of a scumbag.

[See Love Online: You asked for my opinion, and of course I'll tell you what kind of person I'm attracted to.]

What she said makes sense.

Moreover, it's true that men who keep their word, are kind to others, and have a sense of responsibility are more popular.

Ultimately, she had no obligation to help Aoyama Osamu.

[To my friend: To prove my innocence, you can invite me to Shodoshima Island. I'll try to set you up with Mika-senpai, how about it?]

[Aoyama Osamu: What do you plan to do?]

[See Shangai: As I just mentioned, I'm pretending to be close to you to make Meihua-senpai feel insecure.]

[Aoyama Rika: No need, I believe you.]

[See Shang Ai: Then let's wait until we get to Kyoto to talk about it.]

[Aoyama Osamu: Please!]

[See Love Online: Do you truly believe in me?]

[Aoyama Ryou: I can't be sure, but I'm begging you, you're absolutely sincere!]

Why did it turn into him begging her when it was clearly Aoyama who was questioning her?
If Athenian philosophy truly reflects the desire to please superiors, then Aoyama Osamu once again personally experienced why Socrates was sentenced to death.

After the three of them had familiarized themselves with the holiday home, the Sunny Day Band arrived.

They had to pick up the musical instruments, which they carried in large and small bags.

"Is it okay if the four of you sleep in one room?" Mika Ono asked.

"I couldn't ask for more," my wife, Akari, said with a smile.

F. Rino hesitated slightly, as if Agatsuma Akika was her boyfriend of only one month, and it was the first time they were sharing a room.

"Hmm?" Ono Mizuki noticed.

"Rino, are you alright?" Drummer Yumemi hugged F. Rino, like a thug being questioned by the police and a bullied victim.

"No, no problem."

The six people left the bedroom and went to the living room.

"The instruments have all been put in the practice room for you." Aoyama Risa was covered in sweat.

"Thank you for your hard work," the girls said.

"Aoyama-kun, do you agree with the idea that bigger is more popular?" Bess Sakurako asked.

"What's big?"

"Rino is more popular than me."

Aoyama Rin glanced at her subconsciously. F. Rino wanted to turn around, but then thought it would be too exaggerated, so she covered her chest with her hands.

It cannot be stopped at all.

That seems even more exaggerated!
Aoyama Rika took the lemon iced water that Ono Mika handed her and gulped it down.

Bess Sakurako looked at everyone and said, "Aoyama-kun agrees too; the bigger, the more popular."

"Hey!" Aoyama Risa didn't even dare to drink water anymore. "Who told you that?"

"Isn't that right?" Akika asked. "The four of us sleep in one room. If there are only two beds, everyone will fight to sleep with Rino."

“I just don’t want to sleep with you two perverts,” Bess Sakurako said.

"Senior, don't you touch it yourself too?!" Drummer Mengshi retorted.

“If you’re lying in bed with someone and still don’t react, aren’t you even less than a man?” Bess Sakura said.

“I’d like to give it a try too.” Ono Mizuki stared at F. Rino.

After saying that, she quickly covered her mouth.

Ono Mika smiled bitterly.

"So?" Bess Sakurako looked at Aoyama Osamu again. "Is bigger always better?"

All six girls were looking at him.

Aoyama Ryo could not answer.

Isn't bigger always better? Doesn't that mean F. Rino is no good? It's one thing to be unhappy for a while, but what if she becomes insecure or even develops psychological trauma?
Is bigger always better? What's the difference between that and saying 'I'm a pervert'?
"Do I really have to answer?" Aoyama asked.

“Yes!” the drummer Meng Shi said.

"You guys really dare to ask anything. Okay, I'll say it: the bigger the better. Not everything in the world is better the bigger it is, but breasts definitely are!"

"Wow~" Akika Agasa exclaimed, as if a pair of women's underwear had fallen out of Osamu Aoyama's pocket.

"Pervert!" Only Ono Mizuki, whose intimacy level is maxed out and who is locked in, could be so rude.

Aoyama Rika doesn't actually like things that are too big, but Ono Mika's is just right, giving people a feeling of fullness and contentment without being too enormous.

In that case, Miyako Yaeko is not bad either.

Ono Mizuki is also very cute. Although she is short, she is well-proportioned in all aspects.

I also like the works of Ai, Elsa Amamiya, and Sawa Amakusa.
"I see," Aoyama Rimei realized.

“Breasts are not judged by size; as long as they are a woman’s breasts, they are good breasts,” said Aoyama Osamu.

The girls looked—no, stared at him.

"Because women's breasts nurture the future of humanity!"

“Even if you change your tune now, it doesn’t change the fact that you’re a pervert.” Akika Wagatsuma’s tone was flat and quick.

"You're the ones who asked me that, aren't you!"

The girls laughed.

"I'm hungry, let's eat!" Drummer Mengshi said cheerfully.

"Should we make it ourselves?" As soon as Akika Gasai finished speaking, everyone immediately looked at Osamu Aoyama.

“I’ve already made a reservation at the restaurant,” said Aoyama Osamu.

"Ah~~" the girls sighed.

The group took a bus to the restaurant for a meal.

After dinner, the two of them shared an umbrella—Qingshan took one for himself—and strolled around the island.

Olive Park is filled with people riding brooms; it's a filming location for "Kiki's Delivery Service," and tourists are taking photos with brooms.

“This place feels a lot like the Mediterranean coast,” Bess Sakura said.

Olive plantations, herb gardens, and Greek-style windmills, among other things.

"Senior Sakurako, I don't know if it's just my imagination, but your family seems to be very rich?" Drummer Yumeshi said.

"Just because I've been to the Mediterranean?"

“No,” Ono Mizuki said, “it’s a feeling.” “Upbringing,” Aoyama Rido said.

“Yes, yes! That’s right!” Ono Mizuki nodded.

“Sakurako’s family has maids,” Akika Gasai said. “Real maids.”

Everyone gasped.

"I just do some small business by meeting with my supplier," Bess Sakura said modestly.

Just how rich is Love in the Eyes?
Near the park, there are some uniquely designed shops selling distinctive souvenirs.

Osamu Aoyama had been keeping an eye on the Ono sisters, and their enthusiasm was not dampened by the arrival of the Sunny Day Band.

I didn't become happier.

He just said more.

It's not a bad thing to experience both types of travel: one where you talk less and one where you talk more.

"Is it pretty?" Ono Mizuki asked him, holding up a lemon-shaped plush toy.

"ugly."

"Humph!"

After leaving the store, the group wandered around aimlessly.

After buying groceries, we returned to the holiday home.

"Meet in the practice room in half an hour," said Aoyama Risa.

"Aren't we going to the sea?" F. Rino asked.

After saying that, she immediately added, "It's not for fun, it's for research!"

“After the tide goes out, let’s go check out Angel Walk, the most popular tourist attraction on Shodoshima,” said Osamu Aoyama.

"The Angel Walk disappears at high tide and reappears at low tide, like a thin rope connecting two small islands. Legend has it that couples who are lucky enough to walk on this sandy path will have eternal love—just hearing about it is enough to inspire me. If I were lucky enough to walk it, I would definitely be able to write some great lyrics!" said F. Rino.

Since she said that, even if she hadn't planned to go in the first place, she had no choice but to go, especially since she was already planning to go anyway.

Lyrics are very important.

It could even be said that lyrics are the source of a song, determining its scope, ideology, worldview, and values, as well as its audience and reach.

After a half-hour break, everyone gathered in the practice room.

Tune, practice, rest, practice.

After practice, we went together to the Angel Walk, where tourists were already strolling.

Just as everyone was about to go up, F. Rino said, "Please wait a moment."

So everyone waited.

Ono Mizuki secretly told Aoyama Osamu, "You can also do research."

Aoyama smiled and tapped the tip of her pretty nose.

“I’ve got an idea! I’ve got an idea!” F. Rino exclaimed.

"You got it just from one glance?" Drummer Mengshi exclaimed in surprise.

"It wasn't the lyrics that inspired it, but rather how to maximize the use of the Angel Walk scenic spot!" F. Rino said. "Aoyama-kun, there's something I'd like to ask you."

"As long as it's related to the song, as its manager, I have no choice but to do my part," said Aoyama Rido.

“I want you to pretend to be a couple with one of us and walk from here to the island across the water.”

"no problem."

"Hand in hand."

"Who am I with?" Aoyama Ryo asked to confirm.

F. Rino looked at the girls; some were shy, some were excited, and some were secretly smiling.

"Is it okay, Mika-senpai?" F. Rino asked tentatively. "Is it alright for you two to hold hands? Besides, I think you look good together from behind."

—See Shangai, come and see what a true strategist is!

Aoyama looked at Ono Mika, who tucked her hair behind her ear.

Mizuki Ono, whose eyes are curved into crescent moons, secretly takes photos of the two of them with her phone.

"Let Mizuki go," Ono Mika said, her face slightly flushed. "I'm shy."

So, F. Rino circled around Aoyama Risa and Ono Mizuki.

"No, no!" Ono Mizuki quickly refused.

F. Rino didn't press her, and looked at the other three members of the Sunny Day Band: "Then—"

"Wait, wait!" Aoyama Risa quickly said, "I'll persuade them."

He didn't say much: "We need to hold hands."

"Mizuki." Ono Mika signaled.

Aoyama watched silently.

"Okay, alright." Ono Mizuki nodded, her voice trembling slightly.

F·Ruri, Ono Mika, Gasai Akika, bassist Sakurako, and drummer Yumemi watched from the shore as Aoyama Osamu and Ono Mizuki walked onto the Angel's Promenade and headed towards the isolated island.

The timing of holding hands is up to the two of them to choose.

"Although there's a big height difference, we're surprisingly a good match!" drummer Meng Shi said.

“You’ll see if you look closely,” said Akika Wagatsuma. “Aoyama-kun has always been protecting Mizuki-chan.”

"Tsk." Bess Sakurako, no, it seemed someone made a tsk sound.

"Hold hands, hold hands!" F. Rino shouted as if to encourage him.

Ono Mika watched silently, her heart aching intensely, yet also feeling incredibly at peace.

There is no scene that makes her happier than seeing the two people she loves most find happiness.

She laughed.

"It looks like they're about to hold hands!" drummer Mengshi exclaimed.

Everyone instinctively focused, some leaning forward, others standing on tiptoe.

On the angel's walk, Aoyama Riki reached out to Ono Mizuki, ready to take her little hand.

Ono Mika held her breath.

Ono Mizuki dodged it.

"Oh dear!" Drummer Yumeshi exclaimed in surprise.

Ono Mizuki turned to the side, covering her face with her hands, extremely shy.

Aoyama smiled and put his arm around her shoulder, which was much more natural than holding hands.

He put his arm around Ono Mizuki's shoulder and continued walking forward, with Ono Mizuki gently covering her face with both hands the whole time.

Tourists who passed by the two all wore gentle smiles, like the waves of the Seto Inland Sea.

"I've got an idea! I've got an idea!" F. Rino muttered to herself.

They also walked along the Angel's Walk, a path that only appears under special circumstances, to reach the floating island.

"I'm sorry, Rino-senpai." As soon as they met, Ono Mizuki immediately apologized.

"No, no!" F. Rino also bowed. "Thank you, Mizuki, your shyness is wonderful!"

"Huh?" Ono Mizuki asked in confusion, her face turning even redder.

"You two are a perfect match." Akika nodded, her satisfied expression like she had just enjoyed a delicious meal. "I think you two should really start dating."

"What are you saying! Really!" Ono Mizuki said.

“You can date,” Mika Ono said with a smile. “You’re not siblings, and you’re not even registered in the same household, so there’s absolutely no problem.”

Mizuki Ono had no choice.

She had no choice but to raise her hands again to gently cover her face, and even stomped her foot as if to say: I hate you all!

Strolling along the beach of the floating island for a while, I saw children collecting seashells.

As the seven people walked away, they looked up and saw that the sun was also setting.

As the sun departed, it ignited the clouds, which burned, their intensity fluctuating as they gathered and dispersed.

Part of the sea surface turned golden, and as the breeze blew, the fine waves resembled large golden scales.

As they walked out of the Angels' Promenade, the sun had completely set.

Without the sun, the sky was shrouded in a mysterious deep blue.

Aoyama Ryo felt that this was similar to his current mood, and Kobo remained calm.

(End of this chapter)