Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 293 Anyway, Aoyama Risa's heart is lustful.

"Tomorrow is Ai's birthday, what gift should I give her?" Aoyama asked the two sisters after their afternoon study session.

"Giving a gift to a classmate I'm meeting is such a hassle," Mika Ono pondered.

"I have to give something meaningful." Mizuki Ono lay on the tatami mat, staring at the ceiling as if it were a computer screen displaying search results for 'meaningful birthday gifts'.

After a while, she simply picked up her phone and searched directly.

"There aren't that many meaningful things to give. Just give something that won't make a mistake." Aoyama Ryo took a sip of water.

The nutrition facts are provided.

He put down his water glass and added, "I suggest you give her one too. If you do, she'll give you one in the future, and she always gives super expensive ones."

Besides the kiss in the clubroom, Ai also gave him a gas card at her birthday party that evening.

There's no money in my gas card; I just settle the bill with my supplier every month, whatever amount it is.

Fortunately, he had no connection with Jian Shang Ai; otherwise, wouldn't his schedule have been monitored?
“It’s just like the tributary system in ancient China,” Mika Ono laughed.

“She gives us headaches, and we give her headaches too, isn’t that great?” Aoyama Riya laughed.

“The internet says,” Mizuki Ono began to read, “that handwritten letters, DIY gifts, and photo albums are good ways to help her; you can also observe her usual interests and find out what she really likes.”

After saying that, she looked at Aoyama Rin: "Brother."

Ono Mika also looked at him.

"Why are you looking at me? Do you think we're the kind of people who can talk about this?" Aoyama asked, puzzled.

"This is so useless." Mizuki Ono continued searching on her phone.

Aoyama Risa was also pondering what to give as a gift.

Improving her longevity drink to make it taste better? That would expose the system.

He didn't even prepare a drink for the Ono sisters—the cost was too high.

However, he will pay attention to food combinations based on the nutrition facts, so it should be fine if the two of them eat the same things as him.

Should I give her a book?
—It looks pretty good!
It's not a book bought from the market, but a book he wrote himself, about love at first sight.

He could also be a painter, but his current identity is that of a novelist.

There's definitely not enough time to write a book in a day, and a novel? Too short.

诗？
"How about writing a few poems?" Aoyama Risa tentatively suggested.

"Love poems?" Mika Ono asked.

"What do you think?" Aoyama Rika asked in return.

Ono Mihua smiled.

“Just praise her for being beautiful, kind, sharp-tongued, and assertive—basically, not to flatter her, but to make her interesting,” said Aoyama Rido.

As for writing poetry, the material I've collected about meeting someone I love should be enough.

"Then what should we send?" Ono Mizuki kicked Aoyama Risa with her foot, as if he had become a cell phone, and she could get search results just by tapping him with her foot.

“She likes cats.” Aoyama grabbed Ono Mizuki’s foot and tickled her.

"Haha~ No~ Hahaha~ Hehehe~"

“Our classmates know more about cats than we do,” Mika Ono mused.

"Sister~ Sister~" Ono Mizuki crawled toward her, but one of her feet was grabbed by Aoyama Osamu.

Ono Mika smiled and glanced at Aoyama Risa. Aoyama Risa released her and then gestured to her, indicating: You can't escape either.

Ono Mika rubbed her feet together, and they started to itch too.

"I've got an idea," Aoyama Risa suddenly said. "How about we go to the street, take pictures of a hundred cats, and then make a photo album to give to her?"

“It’s so hot. Maybe it’s only meaningful when it’s hot.” ​​Mika Ono nodded.

Ono Mizuki was still convulsing.

"Is it just a photo album?" Mika Ono asked again.

“You two sisters will give me a photo album, and I will write poems on the photos.”

"Write a hundred poems?" Ono Mika asked in surprise.

"I'll write as many as I can, even if it's just made up." Aoyama Risa didn't care at all; it wasn't like she was writing love letters.

Tomorrow is Shang Ai's birthday, so the three of them must act immediately.

"Get up." Aoyama Risa reached out to pull Ono Mizuki up.

"Don't touch me!" Seeing his hand made Ono Mizuki feel itchy all over, and she jumped up and ran away, "I'm changing my clothes!"

"Wrap yourself up tightly and be careful to protect yourself from the sun!" Aoyama reminded him.

Besides sun protection, she should also be good-looking; if she's on camera, I don't think she'd mind being on camera.

Only Aoyama Risa and Ono Mika remained in the living room. "I'll change my clothes too," Ono Mika said, getting up.

"Sister." Aoyama Ryo hugged her, and he could smell the faint fragrance.

"This is the living room."

Looking at her fair and flawless face, Aoyama Ryo smiled and said, "I just touched Mizuki's foot."

"Was that touching? It was just tickling, it's not vulgar," Ono Mika said, trying to evade the question, but her body didn't struggle.

"I scratched you with the intention of 'touching' you," Aoyama Risa said, trying to play dumb. "Now it's my turn to touch you."

"No~" Ono Mika resisted, but also hesitated a little.

"Then choose one: a kiss on the cheek or a touch on the foot. You pick one." Aoyama looked at her at very close range.

"Mizuki is about to be born."

Aoyama Risa slowly moved closer, while Ono Mika's face turned away, but her body didn't move.

He kissed her on the cheek, his lips almost touching hers; the touch was soft, and the fragrance was intoxicating.

"It smells so good." Aoyama Risa was acting like a pervert at this moment.

"Are you done yet?" Ono Mika glared at him, her face slowly turning red.

"Kiss me again."

"No."

"Just once. Just once."

"Don't~"

Aoyama Ryo still decided to let Ono Mika go.

He could have kissed her again, but he had said he didn't want to lie when Ono Mizuki asked, "How far have you and your sister gotten?"

Mika Ono left Osamu Aoyama's embrace and subconsciously glanced at his lower body.

A simple hug and a kiss on the cheek were enough to make him feel tough.

"I had no choice." Aoyama Risa wasn't shy at all.

Isn't it better to have a reaction than no reaction at all?

As for a strong reaction like throwing a shot put, who would be ashamed of being strong?

Mika Ono blushed, gave him a slightly annoyed look, and turned to leave.

So cute.

After savoring the moment for a while, Aoyama Riya returned to his room and found the camera that Kaname had given him there.

At the same time, he also had to use his computer to search for 'where in Tokyo has the most stray cats' and bus routes to make some travel plans.

I did some research and found out that Tokyo actually has quite a few well-known areas where stray cats congregate.

These cats are managed by the local community and are subject to a 'capture, sterilization, and release' approach.

The most famous of these is in the valley.

There are many on Enoshima, but in Kamakura, it takes more than an hour by train—though it's not far.

After changing their clothes, the Ono sisters went out and took a tram to the valley.

The valley is an old street, usually deserted, let alone in late August.

It is a cluster of temples and cemeteries of all sizes, some small shrines, and what appears to be the former residences of famous people.

The streets were spotless, but overhead wires were a tangled mess.

The three of them went in and out of one empty but exquisite temple after another, which gave them a feeling of being in a paradise.

The small shops along the street offer exquisite trinkets and snacks.

Although it's an empty old street, it's still a pretty good tourist attraction if you come with a leisurely mindset, it's just too hot.

I had oden for dinner, and it wasn't until 10 p.m. that I managed to gather enough photos of 100 cats.

"Is the valley really a 'sacred place for cats'?" Aoyama asked, puzzled, on the train.

"The strategy you made." Ono Mizuki leaned against her sister, her eyes already closed.

"Mika-nee, you should rest for a while too," Aoyama said to Ono Mika, gesturing for her to lean on his shoulder.

"Mmm." Mika Ono leaned closer.

Aoyama Risa remained still, raised the camera with one hand, and took a selfie with the three of them.

Thus, the photos of one hundred cats became meaningful to both Ayumi and the three of them.

(End of this chapter)