Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 312 For actors, is rehearsing late at night really necessary?
"Have you thought it through?" See above for more information.

“I’ve thought it through.” Aoyama nodded. “The initial lyrics were fine, no need to change them.”

Both Ai and Yaeko Miyagi wore contemptuous smiles.

Slightly different.

Mikami Ai's attitude leans towards disdain, suggesting "that's all the ambition she has," while Miyako Yaeko's attitude leans towards disdain, suggesting "the wife has won over the husband."

"The key is the music video!" Aoyama Osamu declared loudly, as if changing his mood. "As everyone knows, in light novels, sales depend entirely on the illustrations. In the case of songs, it's the music video!"

“I don’t agree with your point of view, but holding this viewpoint can make the music video better, so I don’t object,” said Ai.

Extreme pragmatism.

Speaking of practicality, what is the practical application of light novels: toilet paper or obscene illustrations?

This is a direction worth exploring.

"Please arrange my schedule so that all my scenes are scheduled for Saturdays and Sundays," said Yaeko Miyagi.

"Is a training camp necessary?" See above, Ai-Aoyama Osamu.

"Yes, yes, yes. My schedule is after school and on Saturdays and Sundays."

Seeing that Shang Ai was dissatisfied with his perfunctory tone, but having already won against him too many times today, she didn't pursue the matter.

As she spoke, she circled the words in the lyrics: "According to the lyrics, the MV contains 'spring night,' 'night cherry blossoms,' 'early morning,' 'dewdrops,' 'middle-aged version of Aoyama Osamu,' 'high school sophomore version of Aoyama Osamu,' 'classroom,' 'short girl,' 'cafe,' 'street,' 'her,' and 'ex-wife.'"

After listening, Miyako Yaeko said, "It's all simple."

“Someone like me can’t write complex scenes,” said Aoyama Rido.

"How should the roles be assigned?" Miyako Yaeko asked, handing over a sheet of music.

“Of course, the shortest girl is Mizuki,” Ai said.

“I will tell Mizuki,” Aoyama Rido said.

Seeing that Ai looked up at him, she said, "You go in and out of Miyako Yaeko's room tonight."

“What I mean is, I will tell her that she needs to take the role.”

Miyako smiled and said to Mikami Ai, "'Her' or 'ex-wife', you choose first."

“I’m more innocent than you, so I’ll play ‘her’.” Seeing that she doesn’t judge by appearances, Jian Shang’s statement is truly from the right perspective.

Miyako Yaeko knew her better than Aoyama Rido, so she knew she wasn't cursing, and the two wouldn't argue about such a thing.

Unless she wants to.

"Innocence isn't just about looks," she laughed. "I still have my first kiss, do you?"

"A person who loses their first kiss at sixteen or seventeen will probably go to hell after they die." Jian Ai said with a ladylike reserve.

—Two big liars!

To Aoyama Ryo's surprise, among the one man and two women present, the most innocent-looking one was actually him, the boy.

That's right, Aoyama Risa believes that he still has his first kiss.

Then, he thought about it again. He realized that he, Mikami Ai, and Miyase Yaeko, the two beautiful girls in front of him, had all touched lips. When his eyes swept over their lips, his heart beat slightly faster.

"Who wrote the script?" Aoyama quickly changed the subject.

"You wrote the lyrics, so of course you'll write the script too; I'll be responsible for finding locations, and Yaeko will coordinate to ensure that the locations are available for our use when we need them." Ai finished assigning tasks in a few words.

“Okay.” Miyako Yaeko nodded.

Perhaps she was tired of giving orders in the student council, because she rarely spoke in a commanding tone in this small group.

They probably know that no one will listen if they speak in a commanding tone.

“Keep in touch,” Ai Mikami said to Osamu Aoyama. “Tell me immediately what kind of scenes or props you need.”

"Understood." Aoyama nodded, and judging from his expression, he had probably already begun to think about the script.

Before the cultural festival officially began, Aoyama Risa had almost nothing to do in class. Apart from extra cleaning duties, she spent her free time thinking about the script.

In fact, even when erasing the blackboard, he immersed himself in the scene and thought about how he should perform in the music video.

Just like his churning mind, the school was filled with a festive atmosphere.

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and on Friday, September 9th, another training camp began.

Nighttime, the 30th floor of the dormitory building of the private Kaiming High School.

The first plenary meeting of the Athens Philosophy Research Department's Cultural Festival Operation.

Ai Miyase, Yaeko Miyase, Osamu Aoyama, and Mizuki Ono participated in this meeting.

"Is this your script?" Ono Mizuki asked curiously, holding the script of "Life Again (tentative title)" with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation.

"Your brother wrote it." Seeing Shang Ai looking at her small, sweet, round face, she felt an overwhelming surge of affection.

But she vehemently denies that she's attracted to good looks.

When Aoyama criticized her, she retorted, "Do you think Mizuki's cuteness is only on the outside?"

What else could Aoyama Ryo do?
After flipping through the script for a short while, Ono Mizuki pouted and said, "Hmph, she really is short."

Not to mention Aoyama Rika and Mikami Ai, those two good-for-nothings, even Miyako Yaeko laughed.

"My birthday wish this year is to grow a little taller!" Mizuki Ono said defiantly.

If you pin your hopes for growing taller on your birthday, it's almost impossible for you to grow any taller.

"In order not to affect the drama club's rehearsals, we will film your scenes first," said Aoyama Osamu.

"Okay, where should we film?" Ono Mizuki asked expectantly.

“Class 2-2,” Miyako Yaeko said.

Seeing the class he loved—Aoyama Risa realized it in his mind, but he didn't show it outwardly.

He himself didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and he knew that Miyako Yaeko was in the same class, but he was afraid that some people would overthink it.

"Tomorrow?" Mizuki Ono asked.

“Tomorrow,” Miyako Yaeko said, “I will have the student council members act as extras.”

“Now you and your brother can rehearse your lines first,” said Jian Shangai.

“Okay~” Ono Mizuki jumped off the sofa, walked to the French windows, pointed at the window and said, “Brother, this is the blackboard.”

"Understood." Aoyama Ryo adopted the expression and demeanor of someone sitting in a classroom.

"Hey~" Ono Mizuki started wiping the blackboard, standing on tiptoe, as if she was supported by her two big toes.

To get any higher, you'll have to jump.

"Mizuki, you acted very well." Misaki couldn't help but praise her.

“She means you are very experienced,” Aoyama Osamu translated.

Mizuki Ono turned around and threw the blackboard eraser at Osamu Aoyama.

Aoyama Risa grabbed the blackboard eraser, looking as cool as Tendou Souji grabbing Kabuto.

"Whoosh~" Ono Mizuki tossed out the chalk.

"Ah! Despicable!" Aoyama Risa clutched his forehead where he had been hit.

Miyako looked at Ai Mikami: "A training camp is indeed necessary."

This refers to the necessity of saving time.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~" Ono Mizuki launched a series of attacks.

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~" Aoyama Risa was hit repeatedly.

Seeing Ai looking helplessly at Aoyama Rin and Ono Mizuki 'acting'.

Also, don't make strange noises like "ah~ ah~" in a room where men and women live together!

"Alright, you two," she said. "I'm sorry," Ono Mizuki said, feeling ashamed.

"Don't be mean to Miyuki," Aoyama Risa said irritably.

This despicable man who sows discord!
Seeing that Shang Ai was expressionless, he rolled up the script in his hand.

"I'm sorry!" Aoyama immediately apologized. "Mizuki, let's get started. Kenjo-kun gets super fierce when he gets angry!"

Miyako handed Ai Mikami an apple: "An apple a day keeps the doctor away."

She wasn't showing concern; she was mocking her.

I have a feeling that the filming of "Life Can Be Started Again (tentative title)" will not go too smoothly.

Therefore, she had to do something.

"Everyone, please wait a moment." She stood up. "Before we begin filming, there's something I need to confirm: who's the director?"

"Didn't I see you, Senior?" Ono Mizuki asked subconsciously, then looked at Miyako Yaeko, "Hmm—, it could also be Miyako-senpai?"

Aoyama Osamu muttered to himself, "It seems like I've been belittled without my noticing."

Ono Mizuki didn't say anything, but her eyes curved into crescent moons.

“Let’s start voting now—Aoyama, me, or should I meet with him?” Miyako asked.

“Wait, is it ‘Aoyama, I, or I’ll see him?’ or ‘Aoyama, I’ll see him?’” Aoyama asked.

“Don’t look down on yourself,” Miyako Yaeko said. “Trust your intuition. It’s Aoyama, me, or Megami.”

I vote for myself!

What a shame!
“I’ll vote for you too,” Jian Shang said with a smile.

“Me too.” Miyako Yaeko had the same smile on her face.

Aoyama Risa paused for a moment: "Wait, wait, wait, wait, according to the plot, shouldn't you all vote for yourselves? Each of you should have one vote, and then Mizuki should decide, and she should choose one of you—that's how it should be, right? That's how it should be, isn't it?"

"Brother, it's one thing if you lack confidence in yourself, but how can you lack confidence in me too?" Ono Mizuki protested. "I'm voting for you too!"

"You're not kidding, you really vote for me?" Aoyama confirmed.

"I really vote for you." Aya confirmed.

"I'm the director now?"

“You’re the director now.” Miyako Yaeko nodded.

"You all listen to me?" Aoyama Ryo's expression was like the sun about to shine after a rainstorm.

"Please give your orders, Director!" Ono Mizuki said with a resolute pursed lips, like a warrior.

Aoyama immediately said, "Take off all your clothes. Our production places great importance on the actors' physiques."

"A B-movie? The student council might not approve it," the student council president said uncertainly.

"I'm going to tell my sister!" Ono Mizuki also has a boss.

"I can only see my parents now," said Aoi.

"See! I told you not to choose me as the director! I'm resigning!"

Aoyama Osamu's dream of becoming an evil director ended before it even began.

In the end, Ai Mikami was chosen as the director because Yaeko Miyase said, "I don't have time."

“Since I’m the director, you all have to listen to me, at least when you’re acting,” Ai Kagami emphasized.

“If you make us take our clothes off, I will tell Mika and the student council,” Aoyama said.

"I have a few rules to mention. First, no talking or laughing during filming."

“I see,” Aoyama nodded. “As long as you do honest work, you don’t have to be afraid of being sued.”

"Brother, why do you look like you're saying, 'I'll have a chance to be a director someday, so I should study hard now'?"

"Is there no chance left?"

"It's too late." Ono Mizuki's tone suggested that Aoyama Osamu hadn't cherished their past relationship and was only now regretting it.

Looking at the brother and sister, Miyako smiled, while Mikami Ai, despite her young age, was holding her forehead as if she had a headache.

“Rule number two,” she took a deep breath, “is that anyone who violates rule number one will be responsible for providing drinks for the crew for the day.”

Just like actors in a close-up relationship who hear 'cut', Aoyama Osamu and Ono Mizuki immediately become strangers to each other.

Drinks = Money
Spending money?

No.

“Continue rehearsing.” Jian Shang Ai unfolded the script that she had rolled up earlier.

"Just two?" Aoyama asked.

"Take your time," Jian Shangai said slowly.

What was it again? If the punishments are unpredictable, then the authority is unfathomable, and the people will fear their superiors.
So the "上" in "见上" is this "上"?
Aoyama Osamu and Ono Mizuki continued their acting together.

Seeing that Shang Ai was constantly moving around, she made a 'picture frame' with her hands, looking for the best angle to take a picture.

Sometimes she would almost put her hands on Aoyama Risa's or Ono Mizuki's faces.

"Pfft~" Ono Mizuki couldn't help but burst out laughing.
See the reminder above: "Get used to the camera."

"I'm sorry." Ono Mizuki lowered her head.

After looking at it for a while, Miyako Yaeko took out her tablet to deal with student council matters. If she really wanted to turn the cultural festival into a 'Disney-like enlightened version', she probably wouldn't have an easy time.

"When I meet the director, how should I say 'thank you' to a short girl?" asked Aoyama Riki.

Characters in music videos generally don't speak.

"Mouth shape?" Aoyama suggested.

"Write it on the blackboard?" Jian Shangai thought of another option.

"Huh? Then the blackboard was erased for nothing?" Ono Mizuki asked in confusion.

“Good question.” Aoyama Osamu clapped his hands.

Seeing that Ai glanced at him, Aoyama Ryo's clapping turned into 'clapping chalk dust in his palm'—his acting was superb!

Even he himself began to think that perhaps he really did have some acting talent.

If he enters the entertainment industry in the future, he might even marry an Okinawan actress.

Wait a minute, wouldn't that mean he has three wives? No, no, two at most.

While he was lost in thought (considering his good looks, it can't be called wishful thinking), Ai had already convinced Mizuki Ono to accept that the words appearing on the blackboard were lyrics, not actually written on the blackboard.

"Should we make it more touching?" Aoyama said. "Mizuki looked at me, about to thank me, but when she saw me crying, she paused for a moment. At that moment, I looked at her, smiled, and said 'thank you' to her?"

Seeing that Shang Ai didn't even think about it, she said, "Shoot this set of shots, and use whichever version is most suitable in the end."

"So this is how filming is?" Ono Mizuki exclaimed. "I thought they only filmed one scene at a time."

“You still have a lot to learn.” Aoyama Rin didn’t know anything, but that didn’t stop him from saying that.

"Try it the way you said, will you be able to cry? I can help," said Ai.

"Brother, I can help too!" Ono Mizuki clenched her little fist.

"The thought that I'm surrounded by such helpful and kind people like you makes me want to cry," said Aoyama Risa.

The brother and sister stood in front of the blackboard (French-to-ceiling window).

"You should get into the right mood first," Jian Shangai gently reminded them.

The moment Aoyama Risa opened her eyes under the cherry blossom tree.

(End of this chapter)