Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 309 First, love yourself.

On September 4th, Aoyama Risa got up very early, and the playground was full of morning mist.

He was surrounded by classmates, and he wasn't using the system; he was just running it on his own while thinking about the lyrics he had written the night before.

Back in his dorm, after washing up, before even leaving the room, he showed the lyrics to the two of them.

"How about it?"

"Barely satisfactory." Jian Shangai looked at the piece of paper she had casually torn off in her hand; there were only a few lines of text on it.

"What do you think?" Aoyama Risa asked Miyako Yaeko.

“I’ve never received a love poem, so my standards aren’t high. I think it’s very good,” said Yaeko Miyayo.

"I'll write you one for your birthday too, I'll have them all. But I want to emphasize again, they're not love poems!"

He turned "sending poems" into "sending calligraphy" or "signing a signature," without any special meaning.

“I’m looking forward to it,” Miyako Yaeko said with a smile.

Seeing that Shang Ai glanced at the two of them, she said, "If there's nothing better, we'll use this one."

"I'll think about it for another day." Aoyama Ryou had already begun to ponder.

“There’s something I need to correct,” Miyako Yaeko suddenly said.

Aoyama Risa and Mikami Ai both looked up at her.

“Hands aren’t an appetizer,” she said, her face glowing and her eyes sparkling today, “they’re a necessity.”

Don't make lewd jokes first thing in the morning!

That day, Aoyama Rika, dressed in sportswear, spent the entire day in a corner of the library.

If you stay in the library all day, you might think the campus will be quiet on Sundays, but during lunch break, walking to the cafeteria, you'll find the surroundings bustling with noise.

The sounds of wind instruments, cheerleaders shouting, chorus singing, people dressed as ghosts screaming, and stage actors running wildly.
It was quite lively.

The day passed quickly, and Aoyama Rika hadn't written any better lyrics, so she could only make do with the ones she'd come up with the night before.

Preparations for the cultural festival have officially begun.

Monday's class meeting.

Akita Shio presided over the seating change, and Aoyama Osamu went to the corner seat this time, while Amakusa Sawa was still in front of him, sitting in the 'main seat'.

"Please continue to guide me, Aoyama-kun~" the daffodil-like girl said with a smile.

"Please continue to guide me, Aoyama-kun~" Sitting next to Amakusa Sae was Inoue Misato.

"Aoyama-kun, Aoyama-kun, what did you choose for that question?" Sitting near Aoyama Rin was a basketball girl asking for the answer to the quiz in the last class.

Aoyama Risa was physically surrounded by the girl.

--why?
"Why?" all the male students in the class asked.

the reason is simple.

Amakusa Sawa's grades improved after she sat in front of Aoyama Osamu, which she attributed to Aoyama Osamu as her role model.

Akita Shio was persuaded by her and arranged for her to continue sitting in front of Aoyama Osamu.

She had another consideration.

Rather than letting other girls get close to Aoyama Ryo, become infatuated with him, and cause their grades to drop, it's better to let Amakusa Sawa continue to sit in front of him.

She doesn't care if he's completely infatuated, as long as his grades don't drop.

Inoue Misato was an accident.

When she drew the lot, she was so excited that she immediately hugged Amakusa Sawa, as if they were reuniting after ten years.

It was an accident that the basketball girl, being tall, would sit in the back row.

"Damn it!" Kobayashi Shiki thought jealously.

“When you go to see Aoyama in the future, you can sit in Inoue’s seat,” said Jun Aizawa, who was sitting next to him.

"What's the difference between this and 'drinking milk tea discarded by Meisheng'? Am I that kind of despicable person? Don't try to take it from me."

After changing seats, the entire Class 2-4 began brainstorming ideas for the "Enlightened Beauty and Handsome Guy Election".

"As expected of Lord Aoyama!"

"Even the student council president is captivated."

"By the way, how should we vote? One vote per person?"

"Isn't the cost too high?"

"The quality of the tickets doesn't need to be too good, as long as they are numbered to prevent counterfeiting."

"Oh, not bad."

"Arrange the classroom to ensure anonymous voting."

"The list needs to be published in real time. In addition to asking the broadcasting department, news department, open-minded school magazine department, gossip department, and secrets department for help, we also need to promote it ourselves and distribute posters to various locations regularly."

Is there a prize for the winner?

"I think it's highly likely that I'll meet with a classmate or the student council president to see if they're sure they want to give them a reward."

"It's alright, we have Aoyama-kun!"

"Don't treat me like Doraemon!"

"Aoyama-kun, please~" the girls in Class 2-4 said sweetly.

"Aoyama-kun, please~" The boys in Class 2-4 were even more coquettish.

Aoyama remained unmoved and offered a condition: "If you vote for my sister or my younger sister, I can sacrifice myself."

"Wouldn't a simple poll be too boring? How about showing the photos of the top-ranked contestants?"

"How do I put it?"

"A maze, with photos on the walls and vote counts written below them."

"After you've toured the maze and admired the photos of all the beautiful girls and boys, you can decide who to vote for!"

"So, what happened at the beginning? Whose photo did you put in?"

"Um--"

"Lord Aoyama will definitely release him."

"Amakusa-kun wants some too."

"How about this, let's vote first and release the top ten beautiful girls and boys."

"good idea!"

"Everyone!" Akita Shio interrupted with a smile, "If you're going to post photos, remember to ask for their permission."

"Aoyama-kun!"

"You want me to go again?!"

"Please~~" said both the man and woman.

"I can handle girls, but I can't do anything about boys."

"Amakusa-kun, I'd like to trouble you. Would it be alright if you and Aoyama-kun were to handle obtaining the portrait rights?" the female class monitor said.

By the way, the female class monitor is Inoue Misato.

“Okay, I’ll try my best,” Amakusa Sawa replied shyly.

"Shall we begin voting?"

"Is there only one vote per person? Can we split it into 'handsome guy votes' and 'beautiful girl votes,' so that each person has two votes?"

"No need for that, we're after the most beautiful! Let's see who gets the most votes in the end!"

Aoyama Ryo had a feeling it might be him.

This isn't because he's narcissistic, but because the competition among women is too fierce. The women like Aya Miyase, Yaeko Miyase, and the Ono sisters are all equally matched, so it comes down to personal preference.

In addition, Elsa Amamiya, Sawa Amakusa, and others also shared the votes.

Further down the list are F. Rino, Sumire Sanzenin from the brass band (who is also a beautiful girl), and other girls with unique characteristics or talents who are eligible for votes.

On the boys' side, Aoyama Ryo, who is getting more and more handsome every day, is hard to beat.

Class 2-4 was the first to begin anonymous voting.

"Now we'll start handing out papers. Everyone, write down the name of the person you think is the most beautiful or the most handsome on it."

Amakusa Saeko passed the paper to Aoyama Osamu.

'Who should I write about?' Aoyama Ryo thought to himself, looking at the blank paper in his hand.

This is war.

War is everywhere in life.

Write about Ono Mika? What about Mizuki then?
Strangely, Aoyama Ryo discovered that he wasn't concerned about Mizuki out of a desire for fairness, but genuinely felt that Ono Mizuki was also very beautiful.

I used to think of her as a middle school student, but now that I've changed my perspective, I find her so adorable that it's hard to let her go.

Even if I treat her like a middle school student, deep down I also think, "She's too young to date, so she should stay by my side."

When he came to his senses, Aoyama Riku had truly become a scumbag who liked two people at the same time.

Considering Ono Mizuki's figure, and the suspicion that she has a lolicon complex.

His life experiences and hobbies are all bizarre.

"Those who have finished writing can submit their votes now," the male class monitor said as he dropped his vote into the box.

People gradually came forward.

Aoyama Ryo scratched his head; even math problems didn't give him a headache.

Mika probably wouldn't be angry or sad if he wrote about Ono Mizuki, but could he really do such a thing?
Mizuki wouldn't get angry if he wrote about Ono Mika, he might act cute, but he wouldn't be sad. But could he do that?
Finally, Aoyama Osamu wrote Aoyama Osamu.

He cast his vote for himself. After he left his seat, Amakusa Sawa immediately stood up and walked ahead of him.

"Aoyama-kun, who did you write about?" She seized the opportunity to chat.

"Myself."

"Really?" Amakusa Sawa turned around, finding it both funny and amusing.

When they reached the podium, Aoyama asked the male class monitor, "Class monitor, what's the prize for the student with the most votes?"

"We haven't decided yet. We'll discuss it later. Qingshan, what are your thoughts?" the male class monitor asked.

"A Ferrari?"

"A Ferrari?!" The male squad leader exclaimed in shock.

"Go back, go back." The female class monitor, Inoue Misato, waved her hand, signaling Aoyama Risa to leave.

After returning to her seat, Amakusa Sawa turned around and asked curiously, "Does Aoyama-kun like Ferraris?"

Her daffodil-like face was very close.

"Kidding."

The narcissus girl smiled and said, "My family is one of the organizers of the Japanese Grand Prix, and we have a little connection with the Ferrari team. If you want to buy one in the future, I can apply for a discount for you."

".Thanks."

Another capitalist.

Aoyama Osamu will never stand with capitalists in his life.

"Have you all voted?" Ten minutes later, the female class monitor, Inoue Misato, asked loudly.

"I've voted!!" Kobayashi Shiki replied.

"Let's start counting the votes!"

"it is good!!!"

Everyone looked at Kobayashi Shiki.

But now is not the time to concern ourselves with someone’s love life. The air in the classroom became restless as everyone tried to find out who the other person had voted for.

Inoue Misato shook the box and then took out a ticket.

She glanced at it, smiled, but didn't say anything.

"Who is it?" Nome Rena asked impatiently.

Everyone is watching.

Inoue Misato looked away from the note and announced loudly, "Akita Shio-sensei, one vote!"

"what!!!"

"hateful!"

"How can you cheat in a game!"

"I should have written it too!"

"I wrote it!"

Standing in the corner of the classroom, Akita Shio smiled wryly and simply said, "Everyone."

Just those two words, hanging in the air.

How are everyone doing? Mischievous? Cute?
After the male class monitor wrote down the names and corresponding vote counts on the blackboard, Inoue Misato took out the second vote.

"See Shang Ai, one vote." Her expression and tone were so-so.

"Oh~~" The boys reacted enthusiastically, their tone revealing a sense of entitlement.

No one has admitted who wrote it.

"Yaeko Miyayo, one vote."

"Oh~~~"

Nobody admits it.

Aoyama Ryo took out his phone, instinctively wanting to take a picture, and sent the message to the two of them with the caption 'The war has begun'.

--Um?

He suddenly reacted.

The three are indeed friends, but have they reached a point where they can share their lives with each other at any time?

If a man and a woman can share their lives, it's probably not just a simple friendship.

Aoyama put away his phone.

"Aoyama Ryo, one vote."

The boys: "Wow!!!"

Girls: "Hehe!!"

"Amakusa Sawa, one vote!!" Inoue Misato shouted.

Aoyama Risa saw Amakusa Sawa burying her head in her hands at her desk and muttered, "How embarrassing."

"Aoyama-kun, who did you write about?" the basketball girl asked, as if seeking an answer.

"Myself."

The basketball-playing girl gives a thumbs up.

There's something Osamu Aoyama has always wanted to say about the basketball girl—couldn't her legs be a little closer together? They're spread wider than a boy's.

Is it really okay for a young girl's skirt to be so open?
Sometimes she also likes to take off her shoes, then bend her knees, put one foot on the stool, and feel like half of her buttocks are exposed.

Forget it, I shouldn't meddle in girls' affairs, or I'll be seen as feudalistic and chauvinistic.

No, I should say we should mind our own business and not interfere in other people's affairs.

"Mika Ono, one vote!"

"Clap clap clap clap!" Aoyama Ryo clapped vigorously.

"Hahaha~" The girls were all laughing, thinking that Aoyama Risa was so cute, like a younger brother, and they really wanted to pinch his cheeks and hug him.

"Tianyu Elsa, one vote."

The boys nodded frequently, as if the name was some kind of truth.

"Mizuki Ono, one vote."

It wasn't just Aoyama Risa who applauded; there were two other people, a man and a woman, whom Aoyama Risa remembered.

There was an opportunity to kill them.

The thirty tickets were used up quickly.

得票最高的前十位分别是：青山理（6票）、见上爱（6票）、宫世八重子（6票）、天草纱和（6票）、天羽艾尔莎（2票）、小野美花（1票）、小野美月（1票）、秋田汐（1票）、井上美圣（1票）。

There are only nine people.

"There's no other way, we'll just have to hand it over to the whole school."

"Hurry up and produce the 'tickets,' 'photos,' and 'posters.'"

“You can give me the photos,” Aoyama Risa offered. “As long as Amakusa and I can secure the portrait rights, we can take the photos on the spot with our phones. I also have a camera.”

"Then it's up to you!"

In this way, he was also responsible for some of the class's work, and no longer felt guilty about taking time out to focus on club activities.

The classroom was more crowded than usual after school, and Aoyama Risa was taking photos of the eight selected contestants.

"How annoying, who voted for me?" Inoue Misato said.

"I didn't!" Kobayashi Shiki quickly clarified.

He was in the sports club, and the soccer tournament was in December, so he had nothing to do during the cultural festival and spent most of his time helping out in class.

"Inoue-kun, think about your pose. You're next." Photographer Rido Aoyama.

He is taking pictures of Akita Shio.

Akita Shio is a little shy.

“Teacher, if you wear the school uniform, no one will suspect anything!” Amakusa Sawa said from the side.

“I agree,” said Aoyama Rido.

"You two." Akita Shio said, her voice tinged with shyness and helplessness.

After taking photos of the contestants in their class, Aoyama Risa and Amakusa Sawa prepared to go find Amami Elsa, the Ono sisters, Mikami Ai, and Miyayo Yaeko.

Before Amakusa Sawa left, Inoue Misato sent her a message.

"Meisheng, come and see the design of the ticket!"

"Okay, coming right now! But you've already finished the first draft so quickly?" Inoue Misato put away her phone and walked over.

[Inoue Misato: {Emoji: Good luck!}]

"What are you laughing at?" Aoyama asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Amakusa Sawa smiled and put away her phone. "Aoyama-kun, who should we go find first?"

"Judging from the distance, let's go find Elsa Amayu first. I don't know if she's in class or in a club."

"Elsa is more likely to be in the club."

"I think so too."

Aoyama Risa fiddled with his phone, sending messages to the Ono sisters, while Amakusa Sawa walked beside him, silently encouraging herself.

We must seize this opportunity at the cultural festival to deepen our relationship with Aoyama Osamu!

(End of this chapter)