Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 275 is just a bag of cookies

"They seem to be over there," Miyako Yaeko said, pointing into the distance.

Aoyama Ryo followed the direction she pointed.

"Brother?" Suddenly stopped, the beautiful girl in front of him was wearing a mask.

The eyes beneath the mask were large and bright, as if they were about to draw you in.

"You two?" Ono Mizuki, wearing a mask, pointed at the two.

"She injured her foot."

He said that those who stand tall can see far, and told me to find you.

Any one reason can convince people, but two reasons appearing at the same time will only arouse suspicion.

Aoyama Risa subconsciously patted Miyako Yaeko's butt to shut her up.

Ono Mizuki stared at the two suspiciously, not noticing Aoyama Risa's actions.

"What are you doing here?" Aoyama asked in return.

"Let's buy takoyaki," said Mizuki Ono.

"Don't run around," Aoyama scolded.

"Humph."

On Aoyama Riki's back, Miyako Yaeko smiled, giving off the feeling of a sister-in-law watching her brother scold his sister.

The three of them met up with Ono Mika and the others. They all bought food and found a bench to sit down and enjoy it.

"Where do I meet him?" Aoyama looked around.

"Wasn't I with you guys?" Mika Ono asked.

"Put me down." Miyako patted Aoyama Risa's shoulder. "Go find her."

"President, please have a seat!" Akari immediately stood up and offered her her seat.

Miyako Yaeko didn't stand on ceremony; she was used to being given preferential treatment, especially since she really had twisted her ankle.

“I’ll stay with you,” Ono Mika said to Aoyama Risa.

"I'll be faster by myself, Meihua. You keep an eye on them. No one is allowed to run around until I get back!" Qingshan Li warned them, then turned and disappeared into the crowd.

He was surrounded by the cries of vendors, and music from a shrine drifted from somewhere.

As the sun sets but before it gets completely dark, it is the time of twilight in Japan.

As Aoyama Ryo sent the message, he looked around. Even with Aoi's beauty, it was impossible to spot her at a glance in the dense crowd. He could only stare at the yukata.

White background with blue hydrangeas, like black gemstones forged in long, unparalleled black hair.

[Aoyama Osamu: Where are you?]

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Aoyama Ricoh climbed to a high platform and looked around.

He jumped down and quickly headed to another street—which was originally an open space, but the rows of stalls had divided it into narrow streets, like a maze.

Aoyama Ryo made the call directly.

The call rang twice before being answered.

"Where are you?!"

"I don't know either." Jian Shangai's tone also revealed confusion.

Aoyama Ryo breathed a sigh of relief; at least nothing bad had happened.

“What’s nearby?” he asked.

"So many lanterns."

When Aoyama looked up, the sky was filled with lanterns, like countless eyes.

"There's also water polo fishing and goldfish catching," Ai added.

This market has at least seven or eight such stalls, if not ten.

"Can you stand on higher ground?" Aoyama asked as he searched.

"No, I am a lady." Seeing that she refused.

"I'm a gentleman, and I'm sweating profusely from running."

Seeing that Shang Ai smiled gently, she said, "Okay."

“Forget it.” Aoyama suddenly changed his mind. “Standing on high ground is too conspicuous and might be dangerous. You should stay in the crowd like you are now.”

"Can you find me?" See above for iAsk.

"As long as you don't deliberately avoid me."

“Then I’ll wait for you at the goldfish stand,” said Ai.

"No goldfish catching allowed!"

"How did you know?" Jian Shang asked with a smile.

“I think I see you,” said Aoyama Risa.

"Huh? Where are you?"

"It wasn't you, it was an old lady wearing the same yukata as you."

There was a moment of silence on the other end, and then Aoyama Rin heard Mikami Ai say in a gentle tone, "Aoyama-kun, find me quickly."

"I'm tired, I'm not running anymore, I'll walk for a while."

"No, I need to run. I want to see you as soon as possible."

While on the phone, Aoyama Risa was searching for people. After confirming that Ai was alright, he wasn't in a hurry and simply searched street by street.

Finally, after turning a corner, I looked into the distance and saw a goldfish stand, where a beautiful girl dressed in an elegant yukata was talking on the phone.

He rushed into the crowd.

"Excuse me, excuse me! I'm sorry!"

As Ai listened to Aoyama Ryo's repeated apologies to passersby on the phone, she couldn't help but laugh.

Is this what he meant by "mutual consent"?

Life does indeed become wonderful when someone gives to you without complaint or regret, and you feel as if you're floating on air.

Aoyama Ryo arrived at the goldfish scooping stall, looked around, but Ai was nowhere to be seen.

"See you up?" he shouted into the phone, and into the vicinity.

"Here comes Aoyama-kun."

Following the sound, Aoyama looked up and saw Kaname standing in front of a row of lanterns, the warm yellow light illuminating her figure. This was the most beautiful scene of the entire festival.

"Weren't you at the goldfish stand?" He hung up the phone and squeezed past.

"Someone won't let me play. People who don't play always stand in front of the stall, which affects other people's business." Jian Shang Ai said, looking him over. His bangs were slightly damp with sweat.

Aoyama Rika breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that you're alright. Let's go back first. You can play later if you want."

"Ah."

The two walked back.

Aoyama Risa took two steps and looked back.

Seeing that Shang Ai smiled, she quickened her pace and walked forward.

"No," Aoyama Ryo quickly said, slowing his pace.

"I misunderstood you. I didn't expect you to have such a gentle side." (From a user named)

It's just that we've learned from our mistakes and gained experience in this area.

"Why did you come here alone?" Aoyama asked.

"I underestimated the power of the masses." Mikami Ai had a thoughtful expression, as if she had discovered some cosmic secret.

"Lost?" Aoyama Ryo grasped the key point.

"The purpose of a maze is to make people lose their sense of direction," says Aido.

"In any case, it's not your fault." Aoyama nodded, indicating that he understood.

"You're a perfectly good cat now. All that's missing is spaying or neutering before we can take you home."

"Please let me be a stray cat for the rest of my life."

“Even if they are stray cats, I will spay or neuter them.”

Do you really like cats?

“Even if you doubt me, or the cats hate me, I will stick to the way I love them,” said Ai Mikami.

After a brief pause, she said, "Therefore, I opened a pet hospital."

"In that case, I have to admit that you love cats."

"As a result, because we offered free spaying and neutering services for stray cats, our reputation improved significantly, and the doctors' surgical skills also improved dramatically. Business was booming, and we not only didn't lose money, but we actually made a profit."

When will you give me the 200,000?

"It depends on my mood."

"Hmm?" Aoyama looked at her.

She carried a small bag with both hands over her abdomen, walking with the elegance of a young noblewoman.

“You owe me money,” he reminded her.

“Speaking of which, we weren’t even close back then, and you still borrowed money from me,” said Ai-chan.

"I'll sing you a song, a Chinese song." Because Aoyama Rin never had the opportunity to listen to music in her life, her repertoire consisted only of Chinese songs: "Let bygones be bygones~, life."

"Wait, pay first, 200,000 yen."

"I'll give you that? You want me to charge for listening to music?!"

The two walked through the crowd, and in the distance, Kagura music drifted by. The lanterns overhead seemed to belong to a group of elves, also joining this human gathering and enjoying the lively atmosphere. "Hey? Wasn't that guy carrying another girl just now?" a passerby suddenly pointed at Aoyama Risa and said to his companion.

"Yes, it's him!"

It didn't feel like a casual chat; it was something deliberately said to someone someone wanted to hear.

They slowed down to see what would happen.

"Your girlfriend is here?" Jian Ai asked curiously.

“You are all my girlfriends.” Aoyama Rika smiled gently.

"Pfft!" "Cough cough!" The passerby's worldview was severely damaged.

“You’re bad,” Aoyama Rie said.

“Each other,” said Ai.

"Win-win?"

"Stop slandering my win-win strategy!"

Whether they were chatting and laughing or arguing, the two rejoined the others.

"I'm sorry, I wandered around by myself and made everyone worry." Mikami bowed slightly to everyone.

"Hehe, just like me~" Ono Mizuki's eyes curved into crescent moons.

Everyone laughed.

"Takoyaki!" Ono Mizuki handed it to Mikami Ai.

"I'd rather watch you eat than eat it myself."

"When you meet the senior, you're just as weird as my brother. He's always said since we were little, 'I like watching you eat.'"

“That’s for you to eat! Don’t compare me to Aoi!” Aoyama said.

“According to Mizuki, Aoyama-kun, if you’re willing to admit you’re a pervert, then I’ll be a pervert too,” Ai Mikami said with a smile.

Is this a win-win situation?

There were too many people, so when she saw him, she didn't scold him, but just gave him a look that said, "You'd better know when to stop."

Ono Mika looked at them and let out a restrained burp: "Rin, I can't eat anymore, do you want some?"

"I'm really hungry!" Aoyama Risa took the leftover roasted corn from her.

Miyako looked at Mikami Ai with a smile, only to find that this girl who pursued purity did not care about what was happening in front of her.

She was eating the takoyaki that Mizuki Ono had left over.

Of course, it doesn't matter whether there are leftovers or not, just like grapes, unlike corn.

After eating something, the group continued shopping, this time not straying too far apart. This was partly due to past experience, and partly because everyone wasn't as excited as they had been at the beginning.

Make your own marshmallows, eat baked dumplings with soy sauce or red bean paste, play ring toss, participate in raffles, and so on.

I saw someone who loves catching goldfish and actually caught one.

Inside the tied-up transparent plastic bag, there was a small red fish. When you lifted it up, it looked like something out of a summer story under the light.

"Take it back and keep it in the yard." Mikami Ai handed it to Aoyama Ryou.

"Can we bring him back alive?" Aoyama Ryo expressed his doubts.

Regardless, he accepted it first, hoping to die in Tokyo so that at least it could be used as fertilizer and buried on his farmland.

"Oh, right," he remembered something, "you didn't give the cookies to Mizuki?"

"When did I say I was going to give it to her?" Jian Shang Ai laughed.

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"You thought I would give it to her, that's why you sold it to me?" Jian Shang Ai said with a smile.

"Ten thousand."

"Not for sale."

"One hundred thousand!"

"think about it."

"Never mind," Aoyama said jokingly.

"Should we give it to her?" See above for more information.

"I've sold it to you. It's yours to decide whether you want it or not." Qingshan couldn't understand why he was being asked this question.

"If you ask me to give it, I will."

Just to be sure, I'll double-check, is it just a bag of cookies?

"Ah."

"It's your decision," Aoyama Rie said.

"Are you really letting me decide for myself?" Jian Shang smiled meaningfully.

"Is it really just a bag of cookies?"

Is that so?

“See you, classmate,” Aoyama Risa laughed. “When we first met last semester, you were aloof, and now—well, I wouldn’t say you’re enthusiastic, but either way, you’re very mischievous. You even took advantage of my cold to say that I wanted to have my love fortune told.”

"What was the result of the divination?" I didn't remember when I saw Shang Ai, but now I'm suddenly curious.

"They said I could marry two wives."

"That's not divination, that's dreaming."

"Your dream will definitely come true." Aoyama Rika looked at the Ono sisters walking ahead of her.

“Mizuki said, ‘It’s inhuman for three people to be together.’” Mikami Ai said.

"I'm not going to be human anymore." For modern people, this is something that carries no pressure whatsoever.

As she spoke, Aoyama Risa suddenly looked around: "Where's Miyayo Yaeko?!"

They've disappeared again!

Neither of these two is easy to deal with!

“Over there.” Jian Shang Ai gently raised her chin.

Aoyama looked over and realized that they had returned to the shooting stall. Miyako Yaeko was holding a gun, her usually bright face now showing great focus.

"The prize is just a prize, and the cookie is just a cookie," Aoyama Osamu repeated.

Seeing that Shang Ai took out a bag of cookies from her bag that didn't match her style.

"Take this and give it to Mizuki." She handed it to Aoyama Ryo.

Aoyama looked at the cookies, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and took them.

"Never mind!" He put it back into Jian Shang'ai's palm.

Seeing Ai smile, she turned around and walked towards Ono Mizuki: "Mizuki!"

"Wow!!" Ono Mizuki, wearing her mask at an angle, exclaimed and covered her mouth with both hands.

"You met the senior student? You got her?!"

"Someone gave it to me because they thought I was cute."

"Huh? Then why don't you give it to me?"

"It's probably because you're wearing a mask, Mizuki."

"Oh!" Ono Mizuki completely accepted this reason.

“Don’t listen to her nonsense.” Aoyama Osamu walked over. “She’s gambled away tens of thousands of yen. The boss was feeling guilty and afraid that things would get out of hand, so he gave her the cookies.”

"I see!" Ono Mizuki could accept this reason.

"Well—" But she was a little embarrassed to accept it.

"Consider it your brother's pay for his part-time security guard job tonight," Ai said with a smile.

"Then I'll accept it, thank you for meeting me, senior!"

"And me?" Aoyama asked.

"Here, here's a reward for you. I'll put it on for you myself." Ono Mizuki took off the mask.

"You're tired of playing with it, so let me take it?"

"Of course not!" Ono Mizuki said with a grin, putting a mask on Aoyama Rie, who was bending over and bowing his head.

After doing all this, she called out to her sister and caught up with Ono Mika, who was buying shaved ice with Amayu Elsa and the others, while holding the cookies.

"Why did you suddenly give it to me?" Aoyama asked.

"It was just a bag of cookies."

“That’s right!” It seems that Aoyama said this ten million years ago, but it was only in the 21st century that it was understood.

“Just now, I got what I wanted,” Ai said again.

"It really was just a bag of cookies!"

"Congratulations!!" the boss's voice rang out, sounding more like an announcement to those around him that "it's easy to win a prize here" than a congratulatory message to the customer.

Miyako Yaeko walked back with a piece of chocolate in her hand.

"You don't need to bring a real gun, just enough money seems to be enough." Jian Shang Ai sized her up.

“Money alone isn’t enough,” Miyako Yaeko laughed. “You’re richer than me, but I’m the only one who’s going back to have fun, aren’t I, Aoyama?”

Aoyama Ryo wore a mask and remained silent.

"Hmm?" The two beautiful girls looked at him, waiting for his response.

Aoyama Risa feigned indifference, his hands in his pockets. Unfortunately, the yukata he was wearing today didn't have pockets.

(End of this chapter)