Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 305 This matter is very tricky, so the only option is—

“Write the lyrics by next Monday,” said Jian Shang Ai.

Thus, Aoyama Riya experienced the novelist's 'deadline' (manuscript deadline).

I remember a quote about 'deadlines', I forget who said it—I was writing until the early hours of the morning tonight, and when I came to my senses, the deadline was already half a month ago.

Q: Is this person a qualified novelist?
Write a song called "A Qualified Member" with lyrics such as "The department head's favorite drink is 230 yen fruit and vegetable juice", "The department head's water glass is always full", "You have to capture the department head's language and gestures", "You can recognize the department head with your naked eye from 3,000 meters away", etc.

What appears to be high school humor is actually a satire of love.

Hmm—I don't think it will pass censorship.

But you can encourage F. Rino to write.

The sunset outside the window is beautiful, it's written into the lyrics. Why is the sunset at school so special? Back then, we wore the same shoes, walked the same paths, and watched the same sunsets. Now, we wear different shoes, walk different paths, and see different sunsets. Why is the sunset at school so special?
so?

Is it lyrics?

"stop!!!"

Aoyama Risa snapped out of her daze and looked up to see Kokubo Yuika, one of this year's transfer students from Chiba Tokai High School.

"Hello." His greeting carried a hint of 'What can I do for you?'

"Hello!" The junior's reply was polite but impolite.

The location was a corridor, after school, and Aoyama Risa was waiting for the Ono sisters, surrounded by people.

"Senior Aoyama!" Kokubo Yuika leaned closer, looking like she was about to force a kiss.

Qingshan leaned back.

No refund.

He was confident enough to ensure that he wouldn't be kissed—the time he met Ai was an accident, and the time he met Yaeko was because it was too dark around him.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"What do you think!"

"Confess your feelings to me? Sorry, thank you."

"Who would like you!"

The girls around looked over.

"No!" Kokubo Yuika herself denied it, "Someone likes you!"

"Not a confession? The most probable possibility has been ruled out, that's a headache."

"Are all the girls at this school looking for you just to confess their feelings?!"

"I understand!" Aoyama Risa exclaimed in realization. "You're new here, and you've been bullied?"

"no!"

"It's okay, you can tell me anything. I'll help you teach that person a lesson. Who bullied you?"

"Senior Qingshan!"

"I?!"

—Why haven't Sister Meihua and Sister Meiyue arrived yet?
Even if Aoyama Risa wasn't hanging on the cliff, she wasn't just holding onto a vine; she was also about to give way.

"Why?" Kokubo Yuika asked.

"Why what?" Aoyama Rika asked rhetorically.

"Why aren't you practicing kendo?!"

It turned out to be this.

I thought they were here to seek justice for Elsa Tianyu.

"Kubo-chan, how are your grades?" Aoyama asked.

"I am a student with special talents."

"In the final exam last semester, I ranked thirty-fourth in the whole school, and people nicknamed me 'Number 34.' I was undoubtedly a genius."

"So what?!"

“Academic excellence is more promising than kendo, so I choose to spend my time studying. I want to be ‘number one,’ which is why I didn’t join the kendo club,” said Aoyama Risa.

"You don't like kendo?!" Kokubo Yuika exclaimed incredulously, just as Akita Shio had heard that Aoyama Osamu had decided to give up his studies for the sake of kendo.

"What's the use of liking it? I like Transformers too!" Aoyama said.

——Koito!
Kokubo Yuika stared intently at him for a long while before finally speaking: "I'll persuade my senior to give you up! You traitor!"

The junior ran off, her skirt billowing, her legs powerful.

"Hey, don't run around in the hallway, or the student council will arrest you!" Aoyama reminded her.

He admired such a pure-hearted person.

If you have time, go to the kendo club, not to practice, but to give them pointers.

He teaches A-level kendo to those who love kendo. If they can make a living from kendo in the future, focus on kendo, and promote kendo, then he will have lived up to the world's kindness to him.

One more lifetime;

Get the system;

I met the Ono sisters, met Ai, Yaeko Miyase, and other lovely people.

"Thank You, World." The windmill was blown away by the wind and turned into dandelions, becoming beautiful once again.
—It seems to have nothing to do with campus life.

While waiting for the Ono sisters, Aoyama Osamu continued to work on her lyrics.

A little while later, the Ono sisters arrived.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. We discussed the cultural festival a little longer," Mika Ono said apologetically.

“We are too!” Mizuki Ono said.

"Everyone is really looking forward to it, let's go all out!" Aoyama Risa said with a smile, hoping that they would be even more excited and enthusiastic about the event.

The three of them walked towards the school gate.

“On my way here, I ran into a transfer student,” Mizuki Ono said as if she remembered something. “It seems like she was caught by the student council because she was running in the hallway.”

I reminded her.

Everyone has a nickname except her, which is unfair. From now on, let's call her 'Little Flower Junior'—short for Kokubo Yuihana.

To prevent people from recognizing that he was using a nickname, he encrypted it with Chinese characters and changed it to 'school beauty junior'.

Kokubo Yuika has no relation to the school beauty.

It wasn't her fault; it was just that there were too many beautiful girls at Kaiming High School.

"Yaeko Miyayo has agreed to film a music video," said Osamu Aoyama.

"I can make a special appearance!" Mizuki Ono said with a smile, a little excited, wanting to see her brother act.

"She actually agreed?" Ono Mika laughed as well.

"On the condition that 10,000 copies of the CD are sold."

"Ten thousand copies?!"

The three were indeed family, and they were all very surprised by this.

“It’s very simple,” Aoyama said. “I’ll be in charge of writing the lyrics. If they’re bad or embarrassing, Aoi and Yaeko Miyase will buy all the CDs themselves.”

"Save me three portions!" Ono Mizuki immediately said.

"Will this work?" Ono Mika asked Aoyama Osamu with a smile, knowing he was joking.

"If that doesn't work, the only option is to write the best lyrics, sing the best song, shoot the best music video, and then achieve huge success."

"In that case, none of your bands will be as famous as the three of you." Ono Mizuki seemed to have thought of something amusing, and chuckled to herself.

"Good luck!" Aoyama encouraged Ono Mika.

Ono Mika took out her phone and posted the story in the Sunny Day Band's group chat.

After a while, she laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Ono Mizuki and Aoyama Rito leaned closer.

[Bass Sakurako: Is Aoyama-kun declaring war on us?]

“Yes, this is war,” said Aoyama Osamu.

That's what they said, but after getting home and finishing dinner, the three of them still started studying first.

The reason for good academic performance is simply to study hard. As the old saying goes, the shortcut is not to take shortcuts.

During their break, the family chatted about the cultural festival.

"Brother, what kind of lyrics are you planning to write?" Ono Mizuki asked while playing with the cat.

"Celebrating youth." Aoyama Risa is reading the poetry collection "Salad Memorial Day."

"Celebrating youth? You? Can you really write about this kind of subject? Your youth was just about working."

"Reality is sometimes a source of inspiration, and sometimes a constraint. The key lies in imagination. As long as I have enough imagination, I can even write Chinese songs and pretend that I am Chinese."

"Your statement lacks imagination. You only said that because you work part-time at a Chinese restaurant, right?"

"No, I was Chinese in my past life."

"Brother, do you know the difference between imagination and schizophrenia or paranoid disorder?"

Mika Ono, who was watching "Detective A"—because she had watched "The Fairy Tale" and wanted to watch the previous work again—smiled and looked up.

"Mika-nee, can I spank her?" Aoyama asked her with a smile. "No." Ono Mika rolled her eyes at him.

"Hmph~" Ono Mizuki was smug and proud, feeling that her older sister still cared for her more.

The three chatted and laughed, and the night passed in a flash.

September 2nd, Friday.

After school, at the Athens Philosophy Department.

"I'm going out on fieldwork today," said Jian Shangai.

This was planned.

"Which club should I join?" Aoyama asked.

"Film Studies Department".

The Film Studies Department is on the second floor, located between the Billiards Department and the Games Department.

The air conditioning in the billiards area was on, and the door was open; it seemed quite comfortable.

As I passed by, I peeked inside and the atmosphere was like a billiards hall. Several young masters were very relaxed, with lollipops in their mouths.

One of them was Aoyama Risa's first-year high school classmate. During the exam, the other person asked Aoyama Risa to borrow his eraser. When he received the eraser, the other person had a "what is this?" look on his face, as if he had never seen a common eraser before.

He nodded to Aoyama, then, as if remembering something, took a lollipop out of his pocket and tossed it over from a distance.

Aoyama Risa caught it and nodded to him.

"Do you know him?" Jian Shangai, focused on what was ahead, seemed to be observing her surroundings.

“It could also be an attempt to get your attention,” Aoyama Ryo analyzed.

"Isn't that a matter of course?"

Aoyama Ryou somewhat understands how the school beauty junior felt yesterday when she heard him say, "Most girls who approach me are there to confess their feelings."

That's just how the world is; you either like Aikawa or you like Aoyama Osamu—there are almost no other choices.

The door to the film studies department was tightly shut.

Seeing that Ai had slightly raised her chin towards Aoyama Rin, she looked up.

"Dong Dong~"

"Enter."

Qingshan opened the door and saw Shang Ai walk in.

Looking around, all you see are props, making you worry they might collapse. Among the props are wigs, which adds to the eerie atmosphere.

The entire classroom was like an island in a sea of ​​props, with only one table around which one could barely move.

The film research department took the arrival of the two very seriously, immediately getting up to serve them tea.

"The Athens Philosophy Research Department is planning to shoot a music video and would like to ask for your help." After greeting her, Jian Shangai directly stated her purpose.

The members of the film studies department looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Jian, while we discuss this," the minister said.

"I'm not asking you to take pictures, I just want to borrow some props, including reflectors and other photography equipment." Jian Shang Ai knew that the other party had probably misunderstood.

"this--"

“You can discuss it,” said Jian Shang Ai.

"Feel sorry."

The film studies department members huddled in a corner, whispering amongst themselves.

"How to do?"

Do you have any extra props?

"Our club is short of funds, so we only buy new props when they break. In other words, we only ever have one usable item."

"Then why is the activity room so full?!"

Aoyama Riya also wanted to ask.

"There are no useless things, only props that haven't been put to use yet. No one can guarantee what the next movie will need."

"That makes sense!"

"Now is not the time to talk about this!"

"Will you lend it to me?"

"If we borrow it, what will we do? If we don't achieve good results at this cultural festival, we'll really have to merge with the 'Film Club,' 'Photography Club,' 'Modern Visual Culture Research Club,' and 'Morning Drama Club'!"

So why not merge?

Miyako Yaeko has had it pretty tough; she even had to cut some of those redundant clubs.

"But if we don't lend to them, they might give us a bad review, and we might get merged!"

"Spend money to buy a new prop?"

"Minister, have you forgotten? For this cultural festival, not to mention club funds, we've already advanced our allowance to the university. All the money has been used for this filming!"

Aoyama Rin looked at Mikami Ai, who pulled an old book out of the trash heap—no, the prop heap—and started reading it.

Very solid, from the "Dictionary of Film Art".

“Well,” Aoyama Risa said, “you just need to lend it to us when you’re not using it. We’ll return it on time, and we’ll compensate you for any damage.”

"That's what he said."

"Borrowing is the only option?"

"The key question is, when do we not need to use it? Even our days off are fully booked."

"Only at night."

"Try to find some time to rest."

"Won't this negatively impact filming and lead to its being merged?"

He looked very troubled.

"Never mind." Jian Ai snapped the book shut.

"Miss, that's not what we meant, you—"

"Can I borrow this book?" Jian Shangai held up the "Dictionary of Film Art" in her hand.

"Of course!"

"You can take it directly!"

"Thank you." Seeing that Ai had handed the book to Aoyama Rin, she turned and left.

The two went outside into the corridor.

"A bad start," said Aoyama Osamu, flipping through a dictionary of film art. "Where do we go next?"

"Clothing Research Department"

"I'm sorry!" The Clothing Research Department was very respectful, but refused outright.

They were indeed very busy, preparing all sorts of gorgeous costumes.

"The tailoring department."

"Sorry, all appointments are full." The tailor department was indifferent, like a tailor who was very skilled but lacked social skills and could only be a tailor for life.

"Handicrafts Department".

"We're very sorry, we don't make clothing. If you need bags, dolls, or similar items, please contact us." The handicrafts department's exhibit this time consisted of carpets embroidered with various patterns.

They also sell small bags, such as purses.

“At this time, everyone is busy with their own things. The fact that we are running around now is essentially doing club-related work,” said Aoyama Risa.

"As expected." Seeing that Ai was not discouraged, "It's just that there's no way to save money."

"I have some good news for you. If you need any passersby, Mizuki is willing to perform for free."

“I’ll write the lyrics,” she said immediately upon seeing Shang Ai.

"No way!" Aoyama Ryo refused even faster.

"Didn't you say you didn't want to write?" See above, curious.

“Who would trust someone like you with their sister?” Aoyama Ryo retorted.

"I'm not you." Seeing Ai laugh, "How have you been lately?"

"It went very smoothly." Aoyama Riya smiled.

Everything went smoothly?
After running around all this time, no community could help, but now, seeing Ai-chan, I realize how difficult the situation is.

It's so convenient that Aoyama Osamu lives with the Ono sisters.

“Training camp!” she suddenly said.

"Training camp?" Aoyama Risa didn't know what she was talking about.

"Stay together."

"Share together?!"

(End of this chapter)