Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 285 Don't trust pretty girls unless they say, "I like you."

Door locks and the right to remember—those are all put aside.

"Mizuki, come here." Aoyama Ryo took out his phone.

Wearing a sailor uniform, Mizuki Ono quickly got into character, striking various adorable poses:
Stand with your legs crossed and arms clasped behind your back.

“Cool!” said Aoyama Risa.

He lifted his left leg back, raised his hands high as if cheering, and smiled until his eyes turned into crescent moons.

"cute!"

She turned her head and smiled at the camera.

"Beauty!"

He rested his chin on his hands and looked at the camera with a grin.

"sweet!"

"Not bad!"

"When someone is cute, they look good in anything!"

"Can I take this outfit back with me after I'm done? It suits you really well, Mizuki!"

"The difference between you and a fairy is that a fairy is fake, while you are real."

While taking photos, Aoyama Ryo praised the photos.

If she were at home, Ono Mizuki would say, "Isn't that obvious?" But with the minister's girlfriend, the wicked Koto, watching nearby, she blushed.

After the photo shoot, Aoyama asked them, "Do you have enough actors for the drama club? If not, as compensation, I can play some minor roles that don't require acting skills."

"How could we possibly write more copies than the number of people?" Ono Mizuki said disdainfully, holding Aoyama Osamu's phone and looking through the photos she had just taken.

“But adding another character is no problem at all!” After saying that, the wicked Koto looked at the minister’s girlfriend, “Right, Haruka?”

"Okay. Let's go to the gymnasium first and discuss it together." The minister's girlfriend initially agreed, but then seemed to remember something and changed her mind.

“Well,” Aoyama looked at them, “could you please not tell the boys that I helped them as compensation?”

"Hehe, Aoyama-kun, it seems you've read quite a lot~" The wicked woman Koto poked his shoulder with her elbow.

What are you saying? I don't understand—that's what Aoyama Ryou originally wanted to say, but then changed it to something else.

"My eyes are only on Meiyue and Sister Meihua," he replied earnestly.

"Why should we compensate the drama club when only Mizuki was seen naked?" The wicked Koto continued to nudge him with her elbow.

What's going on? This is so lacking in boundaries! How can physical contact happen so easily?

Elbow out!

"Alright, alright, let's go!" The minister's girlfriend raised her voice as if to cover something up.

One man and three women walked out of the drama department. The high temperature hit them in the face, and their expressions immediately turned unhappy.

Mizuki Ono's sleeves were a bit long, so she swung them back and forth to fan herself.

"Don't let him see it," Aoyama Ryou said in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Ono Mizuki looked at him in confusion.

The person you care about.

"Oh~~" Ono Mizuki continued to flick her sleeves, but her purpose no longer seemed to be fanning, but rather like a windmill spinning around.

"Did you hear that?" Aoyama asked.

"you are annoying."

"Ok?"

"Fine, fine, hmph!"

Looking at Ono Mizuki, who was skipping and hopping as she walked, Aoyama Ryo felt that she wasn't angry.

She wasn't angry when she was forbidden from showing her sailor uniform to the boy she cared about, which proves that Aoyama Osamu is more important to her than the boy she cares about.

——The advantage is mine!
The weather doesn't seem very hot anymore.

In the gymnasium, three male students from the drama club are confirming their positions on stage.

"Aoyama-kun?" the minister asked, puzzled.

"Good afternoon," Aoyama Risa greeted.

"Aoyama-kun wants to help. Minister, could you please revise the script and add a character?" the wicked woman, Koto, said directly.

"Now?" the minister exclaimed in surprise. "We'll soon be facing off directly against the 'Cheetah'!"

—I will tell Aoi about how the drama club secretly calls you the Cheetah.

Aoyama Ryo wanted to punch the wall again. Why did he keep thinking about them?

"Minister, just think about it. If Aoyama-kun himself participates, tickets will sell like hotcakes. Also, Aoi-kun's opinion of us will improve!" said the wicked Koto.

“It’s no use,” Aoyama said. “Meeting Ai won’t improve her opinion of you because of me—you should focus on the current script first, and decide whether to give me a small role after you pass her test.”

The minister thought for a while and then said, "Mr. Aoyama, thank you for your help. I will notify you as soon as possible if needed!"

"It's alright." Aoyama waved his hand dismissively.

The drama club began rehearsing on stage.

After watching for a while, Aoyama Risa suddenly felt an urge to return to the Department of Philosophy Studies in Athens.

It's not that I'm going to do anything, I'm just going to read a book for a while, and then look at them for a while.

Just then, the stadium doors opened.

Miyako Yaeko and Mikami Ai walked in.

One is radiant, the other elegant; both wear the same bow tie, white shirt, and school skirt, giving them a luxurious feel.

On stage, the drama club members didn't line up in an exaggerated way to welcome them, but they all looked at the two stunningly beautiful girls with respect.

"Good afternoon." I greeted Shang Ai.

"Good afternoon." The drama club members subconsciously used 'young lady language'.

“You may continue,” said Miyako Yaeko.

"Yes!"

The drama club continued, while Miyako Yaeko and Mikami Ai turned to look at Aoyama Osamu.

—Don't speak, don't speak.

Aoyama Rika stared intently at the rehearsal on the stage, his gaze unwavering, as focused as if guided by the system's instructions to "read C".

"How long do you plan to stay here?" Miyako asked in a low voice.

"Huh?" Aoyama Risa asked back as if he hadn't heard clearly.

“You’re not here,” Jian Shangai said softly, “I can’t concentrate on reading.”

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Aoyama Ryo remained silent, but in his heart, it was as if a hot spring had been unearthed, and it was about to boil.

After watching for a while, the three left and returned together to the Department of Philosophical Studies in Athens.

The scorching heat in the corridor actually calmed Aoyama down.

After entering the activity room and sitting down, he took the initiative to ask, "What exactly have you guys been up to lately?"

“We’re preparing for the cultural festival,” said Miyako Yaeko.

"The preparation stage is also one of the evaluation criteria." (See Ai Dao).

"Do you think you can convince me with this kind of reason?"

"Why should we persuade you?" Miyako asked, puzzled.

“The railway workers don’t understand why the government is building railways in areas where no one cares, even when some people are starving, but that doesn’t stop them from working—I hope you have that kind of spirit.” See Aido.

“But what you’re doing doesn’t look like building a railway; it’s more like sending me to mine coal, and the safety measures in the coal mine aren’t up to standard,” said Aoyama Risa.

"Think you're going to be buried alive? We didn't do anything." Ai laughed.

—That's not necessarily true.

Aoyama Risa didn't look at Miyako Yaeko. In front of Mikami Ai, if there was even the slightest abnormality, it would definitely be discovered.

It's also possible that he was too insecure and exaggerated the other person's abilities out of fear.

“There’s no need to worry,” Ai continued. “Everyone will fall in love with us after spending a lot of time with us, just like everyone dies. I advise you to let nature take its course.” “I haven’t fallen in love with you. Besides, everyone dies, but death depends on the circumstances. I feel like I’m being targeted by a serial killer right now, not like I’m basking in the afternoon sun at 105!”

“I thought that with his brain at 34, he wouldn’t be able to find out,” Ai Mikami said to Yaeko Miyase.

“The brain didn’t detect it; it was the heart that was moved, which alerted the brain,” Miyako Yaeko said with a smile as she sipped her tea.

"Enough with the nonsense!" said Aoyama Rido, who felt insulted by the claim that his IQ was only 34. "I hereby lodge a clear protest with you. From this moment on, cease all actions and resume your normal classmate relationship!"

"Not friends?" Miyako asked.

“Let’s go back to being just friends!” Aoyama Rido said.

"Seeing a friend being criticized, I stood up and said a few words, and incidentally taught him a lesson so he wouldn't be so cowardly in the future." Seeing Ai's confused expression, "...Was I wrong?"

Well, she's right.

But Miyako Yaeko absolutely—

“It was an accident,” Miyako Yaeko said. “I just did some remedial work.”

Don't use saliva to replenish fluids!
It's not an envelope or a mosquito bite!
“However, as friends, since you’ve brought it up, we will respect your decision,” Miyako Yaeko said, changing the subject.

Aoyama Risa did not breathe a sigh of relief at all; instead, he became vigilant.

As any card player knows, you have to be careful when a monster with zero attack and defense appears on the field.

“We’ve given up,” said Ai.

"Really?" The situation was too sudden, and she spoke so casually that Aoyama Rin didn't quite believe it.

“Really.” Jian Shang Ai nodded.

"Who do you think we are? Giving you a chance is already setting aside our dignity. Do you think we'd be so shameless as to cling on?" Miyako Yaeko said.

He was lying.

People with money and status won't be shameless, but they won't give up until they achieve their goals.

After lunch, when Aoyama Risa left, Miyako Yaeko and Mikami Ai also reflected a little and felt that they were too amazing.

Most people might fall for it immediately.

Even without the Ono sisters, Aoyama Osamu would have fallen for them.

However, Aoyama Osamu, who has already decided to be with the Ono sisters, will most likely resist.

Therefore, they decided to slow down their offensive so that Aoyama Ritsu wouldn't notice, but would think of them when making decisions.

If the two were waves before, they are now reefs.

It's invisible to the naked eye, so a canoe can cross, but a boat with a slightly deeper draft will run aground.

That's the level of interaction we have.

"Remember to bring your own lunch tomorrow," Ai reminded Aoyama Risa as school was ending.

for real?
That evening, Aoyama prepared bento boxes for the Ono sisters and herself.

The Ono sisters used to eat in the cafeteria with their respective club members—there are many people going to school during holidays, and the cafeteria will open one or two windows.

When the two asked Aoyama Risa what he ate, he replied that he ate with his club members.

"Can I eat it now?" Ono Mizuki asked.

The system makes it. No, it's Aoyama Risa's bento boxes that are plentiful, nutritious, and beautiful.

Taking pictures of bento boxes and posting them online can attract a lot of fans.

“Of course,” Aoyama replied.

"Forget it, I can't bear to eat it."

She took a picture and posted it on social media with the caption "{Bento box made by my brother~}".

I quickly received many replies.

She could understand wanting to eat bento boxes, but how could anyone want to eat her brother's? A bunch of vixens!

snort!
On August 17th, the first day of bringing my own lunch, the weather was unbearably hot, making one feel that the person who named it 'Tokyo Hot' was speaking from the heart, rather than making a veiled reference.

The three of them did not change their routine. Before 9:30, he followed Jian Shangai to various clubs to evaluate their preparations.

After 9:30, Miyako assigned him work, such as repairing, moving, tidying up, inspecting, printing, issuing notices, and posting promotional posters.

The lunch break has remained almost unchanged, except for eating my own lunchbox.

After lunch, take a nap, continue working in the afternoon, and go home after sunset.

Over the next few days, the danger level that Aoyama Ryo perceived gradually decreased.

At one point, it was even thought that the two of them might have really given up.

In this day and age, if men and women are even slightly distant from each other, they will break up immediately, and neither side will make concessions.

Besides, both of them are young ladies from wealthy families.

Despite feeling lonely and experiencing some complex emotions, Aoyama Risa did not show it and maintained a distance that was neither too close nor too far from the two.

Without the pressure from the two, he slowed down his attack on Ono Mizuki a little—although it seemed like it had never really started.

Summer vacation is passing by day by day, but before school starts, there is one more thing to do: Aoyama Osamu's birthday.

On August 25th, after sunset, Aoyama Osamu returned home alone.

"Meihua and Meiyue, we're borrowing them tonight. We'll return them to you before nine o'clock!" Mya Akari said, and the Sunny Day Band took the two sisters away from the school gate.

The group went to a nearby family restaurant and each ordered a set meal.

"Tomorrow is Friday. Even though it's summer vacation, I can only spend it at school." F. Rino cut the hamburger patty with her chopsticks.

"He must have thought that birthday celebrations could only be done after school." Drummer Yume took a bite of fried shrimp. "By the way, what's the difference between fried shrimp and tempura?"

“Yume, now is not the time to talk about fried food.” Akika Wagatsuma said while eating cold tomato noodles.

She took a sip of her noodles and said to the Ono sisters, "We're planning to surprise him and celebrate his birthday at the Sunny Day Band Club during the day!"

The group ate and chatted.

After finishing their meal, everyone took a drink and sat down to continue eating.

"The Sunny Day Band needs to set up to create a birthday atmosphere. Some of the custom-made props have arrived, but we're still missing some balloons. We can go buy them later," drummer Mengshi said, sipping his drink.

“When he comes in, we’ll set off fireworks and play the birthday song. It’s all pretty ordinary, right? But then, we’ll suddenly play an original song we wrote for him. He’ll definitely be moved to tears!” My wife, Akika, said.

"Will she cry?" Ono Mizuki couldn't imagine it.

"Maybe," Mika Ono said with a smile.

The two sisters were also very excited and couldn't help but immerse themselves in the atmosphere.

“The key is the costumes,” Bess Sakura pondered. “Bunny girl, maid, nurse, doctor, teacher idol, shrine maiden, swimsuit?”

"Huh?" Ono Mizuki, who was eating ice cream, was stunned. "Do we need to change clothes?"

"Of course we need to change!" said Akika, my wife. "The question now is, what clothes should we wear?"

"You've already decided to change clothes?" Mika Ono asked with a smile.

"Sister?" Ono Mizuki felt that she didn't seem to object.

"As long as it's not excessive, it's fine," Mika Ono said.

"What are Aoyama-kun's quirks?" Drummer Yumemi asked, a French fry dangling from his mouth, arms crossed.

Everyone looked at the Ono sisters.

"We don't know either," Mika Ono said with a wry smile.

"Hmm—" Ono Mizuki ate her ice cream while reminiscing about the past, trying to see when Aoyama Risa had given himself away.

“In that case, we have no choice but to vote,” said Akika Wagatsuma.

“Wait a minute.” Bess Sakura raised her hand. “We’re all girls. The poll result is ‘clothes that girls think boys like,’ right? Let’s check it online. Boys don’t mind exposing their fetishes online, so it must be right.”

They took out their phones.

"Gundam? Ultraman?! Kamen Rider?! Blue-Eyes White Dragon?!?"

"Coletta? Keqing? What's that?"

"Gothic, swimsuits, gymnastics, maids."

"Men like just too many things!"

(End of this chapter)