Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 326 The girl wants to leave, don't try to stop her, otherwise—

Just as Ai was about to speak, she suddenly felt a little shy—upon looking at it this way, the request she wanted to make was indeed very appropriate.

“I’ll give you one chance,” she said. “If you guess right, then we’ll call it quits.”

Aoyama almost thought she was a good person.

But his current predicament is entirely her doing.

The two continued walking toward the library. As he walked, he pondered and unknowingly fell behind Aoi.

Looking at her slender back, Qingshan thought of the past, when he had kept his distance from Jian Shang Ai in order to avoid trouble.

It's not really about falling in love at first sight, but rather about anything that distracts you or someone you feel you're not good enough for.

And now, he even knows this: it's not very noticeable when she's wearing a school skirt, but Shang Ai has an extremely beautiful hip curve.

Sometimes, even Aoyama Risa couldn't help himself, especially after acquiring the [Talent: Full of Energy], he could only watch helplessly as he went further and further down the path of perversion.

No.

no no.

There's nothing wrong with liking pretty girls, and there's even less wrong with noticing shapely butts and legs.

—Qingshan, you're perfectly normal!

“Here, on this wall, let’s build a huge lion’s head, big enough for a person to hide inside.” A group of students gathered at the corner of the stairs, and a girl spread her arms as if she were about to hug something.

“Whenever someone passes by, the person hiding in the lion’s head will ask a question, and only those who answer correctly can continue to move up.”

As the two passed by, the group of people suddenly fell silent.

They only started talking again after they went downstairs.

"Shut up when you see people, how can you block the way?!" the girl shouted.

"You shut up because you were scared too!"

"Nonsense! I was admiring Aoyama-kun's beauty!"

"Do you really think we won't be bewitched by Ai's beauty?! What do you take us for?!"

He smiled and saw that Shang Ai was happy.

She didn't find it funny, nor was she proud of it; Aoyama knew exactly what she was laughing at.

"Beauty is just an illusion; war is the real issue," he said.

When someone falls in love and doesn't speak, it's the nonchalant attitude of someone who has won and is too lazy to say much.

--hateful!
"Have you thought of anything?" Jian Shang asked with a smile.

"Last time I made you wear black stockings, do you want me to dress as a woman?" Aoyama Ryo guessed.

Seeing Shang Ai hesitated to speak, and I almost fell for her.

If Aoyama Rina were dressed as a woman, she could have leverage over him, but rather than having each other restrain each other, she would prefer that she have no weaknesses in the hands of others.

Besides, since Aoyama Rika has already said this, she can't make this condition.

“Help me overcome my shyness until this problem is completely resolved,” she said, revealing her true request.

"I suggested this from the beginning, why didn't you agree then?" Aoyama Ryou asked, puzzled.

"Wouldn't that mean you're helping me?"

"now what?"

"You serve me."

“I’ll serve you.” Aoyama Ryou found himself speechless.

"Should I agree or not?" Jian Shang asked with a smile.

“My mentor told me that if I wanted to be a charming man, the first thing I had to do was to keep my word, and I agreed.”

"Life mentor? I am your master now."

"Don't push your luck!" Aoyama Risa could no longer tolerate it.

Seeing that Shang Ai didn't say anything more, it was a compromise of "you can't tease a dog too hard, dogs bite sometimes".

Aoyama Risa was very unwilling.

"Sometimes, I really want to become a dog, so I can abandon human—especially male—moral principles, and then..."

"You stole my indoor shoes?" Jian Shang asked curiously.

"Indoor shoes? I'll bite you to death!!"

"What would you do if a dog bit you? And what would you do if a dog just stole your indoor shoes? Aoyama, don't lose your mind just because you've become a dog."

"I've become a dog, what's the use of being rational now!" Qingshan Li said indignantly.

Seeing that Shang Ai laughed out loud.

“I never would have guessed you had such an interesting side,” she said.

Aoyama Risa suddenly had a brilliant idea and pondered, "If I'm this interesting in front of Mika and Mizuki, will they fall in love with me?"

Before Shang Ai could speak, he added, "No, they're not like you; they wouldn't mistreat me like that."

He can't turn on that switch unless someone mistreats him.

"I can train you to be just as interesting to anyone as you were just now." He seemed intrigued by Shang Ai's words.

"Thank you, but no need." Aoyama Risa didn't notice the emptiness in her still lively tone.

He felt that without any effort, Shang Ai would unconsciously 'train' him, because it was her nature.

But it's probably difficult to be this interesting to everyone.

He could only show this side of himself when he was with Shang Ai.

The two arrived at the library, where, in addition to Elsa Amamiya, there was a short-haired girl in the second year of high school on duty.

See above, let Aoyama take care of it.

“Filming—” Aoyama said to the two.

"Go ahead." Elsa Tianyu seemed to have something like a preserved plum in her mouth.

—They didn't even mention giving me one.

Aoyama looked at the short-haired library committee member.

Although Elsa Tenyu claims to have unlimited power in the library, even to the point of secretly eating snacks, there is another library committee member present, and obtaining the other party's consent can prevent future troubles.

Facing Aoyama Rin, the short-haired library committee member held the book up to cover his face.

The book is titled "From Nothing to Something, From Something to Nothing: A History of Eunuchs in the World".

Aoyama Ryo didn't dare to bother her anymore.

He turned around and saw Jian Shang Ai standing to the side, smiling and watching him.

Her laughter made him feel uneasy, as if he were checking into a hotel and she was his girlfriend waiting beside him.

"What?" he asked warily, wary of her beauty.

But beauty is only a facade; the essence remains war.

Seeing that Shang Ai didn't say anything, she just spread her hands: "Camera."

Aoyama handed her the camera.

The two wandered around the library—of course, quietly—looking for a suitable shooting position.

They had visited the library before and scouted the location, but the best shooting spot varies depending on the weather and lighting.

Aoyama Risa followed behind Mikami Ai as she searched for filming locations.

"You stand here." After finding the first spot and giving instructions, she went to the opposite side of the bookshelf.

Her fair fingers parted the books, and she looked at Aoyama Osamu with a questioning gaze – how is this angle?
Aoyama Risa patted his neck—exposing this part.

Seeing Shang Ai's helpless expression of "my own child has been a pervert since childhood", she then slightly turned her head, revealing her snow-white slender neck.

Aoyama tried to take a picture with his phone, then shook his head at her.

It still looks good, but the effect is not good. It relies entirely on the amazing body of the woman she meets; the environment has no effect whatsoever.

The two reunited, and Shang Ai gave him the camera and took his phone.

"Eh," Aoyama Risa didn't finish her sentence.

She only checked to see if the angle was really wrong before returning the phone to him.

"Besides the perspective, the books you choose should also be unique, such as 'The Wind Rises' or 'Independence Begins with Solo Travel,' which can be metaphorical," said Ai Jian.

"Won't too many hints cause visual fatigue for the audience?" Aoyama Rido asked.

"The only obvious and deliberate element is 'rainbow,' while the 'book title' is more subtle and less likely to be noticed by many, but—"

"However, we'll film both the 'special title version' and the 'non-special title version', right?"

"You've finally grown up." Jian Ai's face was filled with a mother's kindness and relief.

Aoyama Rika grabbed a book from the bookshelf, flipped to a certain page, and handed it to Mikami Ai.

He accepted it from her.

It's Stephen King's *The Number One Book Fan*, and the page says:

She gave Paul a mysterious yet maternal smile.
Paul Sheldon realized for the first time with absolute certainty: I'm in trouble, this woman is sick.
Seeing that Shang Ai smiled, closed the book, then glanced at the bookshelf and reached out to grab it—

Aoyama Risa pressed down on the book he had never even heard of.

"Let's get down to business first," he said solemnly.

On the spot, they selected books from the library and then used sentences from those books to engage in sophistry. Even ten Aoyama Ryosukes would be no match for Aoi Kagami.

He only started reading books when he was writing novels. As for love? His family gave him a reading list as soon as he learned to read.

She glanced at him and let him off the hook.

The two continued searching for angles and finally found a few suitable ones.

Before Miyako arrived, the two rehearsed briefly and it felt pretty good.

After waiting for a while, Miyako Yaeko still hadn't arrived, so the two of them had no choice but to find a secluded corner to sit down temporarily.

A light drizzle was falling outside the window.

One autumn rain brings a chill; hopefully, the temperature will drop from now on.

But the current strange weather is worrying; once the temperature drops, it will be a cold winter.

"When will it be like spring all year round?" Aoyama Ryo gazed at the rain outside the window.

"I prefer distinct seasons to a spring-like climate all year round." Jian Shang Ai checks the footage she just shot and chooses the best camera angle.

“That makes sense.” Aoyama nodded. “Summer is hot, but there are cicadas chirping and watermelons with red flesh and black seeds; autumn has osmanthus, maple leaves, and crabs; and winter has snow.”

Seeing that Ai had chosen a camera position, Miyako Yaeko still hadn't arrived. "Let's practice," she said.

"Practice?" Aoyama thought she meant rehearsing a play, but after a moment he realized that she meant practicing overcoming shyness.

"Here?" he confirmed.

Libraries are places for reading and studying, not for doing things like that.

Moreover, there were quite a few people around. Although the two tried their best to choose an inconspicuous corner, what if they were seen and rumors spread?
“In a place where it’s just you and me, your sanity could collapse at any moment. Do you really want to put me in that kind of environment?” said Ai.

Don't underestimate my rationality! I don't want to be 'knocked'!

“If you just touch my hand, kiss my face, put your arm around my waist, and suddenly grab my foot and bite it without even taking off your socks, what should I do? For that level of crime, I will spare your life.”

Isn't this still a capital offense?
"Can I take a bite without taking off my socks, and then take another bite after taking off my socks? I'm the type who likes to taste the original flavor of food before dipping it in sauce," Aoyama Risa said deliberately.

"In terms of disgust, I lose." This was the first time Ai Jianshang admitted defeat.

"Although I don't really want to win, as a man, it's really outrageous that I'm not as good as a teenage pervert."

"That's why I chose to practice in the library. Any objections?" See above for more information.

“That’s all,” Aoyama Ritsu said.

Therefore, in the end, the victory still belongs to the one who sees love.

Aoyama Ryo is determined to turn the tables in the next practice session and make Mikami Ai blush again!

“Oh, right.” Qingshan remembered something. “Back at the forest school, I saved you. As a way of repaying me, you were willing to kiss me. Why weren’t you shy back then?”

"I didn't know I would blush, and at that time—"

"At that time?"

"It's nothing." Seeing that Ai had looked away.

"And then what happened? We accidentally did *that*, and you didn't seem to blush at all."

"Which one?"

“That’s the one,” said Aoyama Rido.

"What?" See above for iAsk.

"The mouth."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"I understand." Aoyama Ryo realized that if he continued talking, his personal safety might be at risk.

“We’ll test ourselves before we practice,” said Ai.

"You tell me, I'll do it." Aoyama Ryou abandoned thinking and turned himself into a robot.

He imagined himself to be the same type as Kuseon, with her as the female version and himself as the male version.

"Wait a minute." He suddenly remembered something else. "Ms. Kuze is a psychologist. We can ask her for help."

"Do you really think doctors can maintain absolute confidentiality? Besides, there are some things that even doctors can't let others know," said Ai Mikami.

Right.

Since Ai and Kusei are both from large families, their privacy is not as cheap as that of ordinary people.

This time, Aoyama Ryo completely gave up thinking.

“Come on,” he said.

"The first thing to confirm is whether we both feel shy when you touch me or when I touch you, or it's one of the two."

"Ah."

“I’ll touch you first,” said Aoi.

"Be gentle." Aoyama Ryou's tone was ambiguous.

"Shut up!"

"Are you already getting shy?"

When she saw Aoyama touch Aoyama, she grabbed the skin on the back of his hand.

Aoyama Risa closed his eyes tightly, his expression pained, as if he were trying to squeeze out a single tear.

She glanced at him with obvious disdain.

She didn't use any force at all; she just turned ninety degrees.

She pretended to be calm, glanced around to make sure no one had noticed, and then twisted her hand for a while before letting go.

There was no shyness.

This physical contact between the two went beyond Friday night—when they were just as polite to each other, yet blushed.

Where is the problem?

Does she need him to touch her?
Or was the way I was touching him wrong? Was it not torture, but flirting?

Try letting him touch her first. As soon as she had this idea, she felt a strange sensation in her heart, as if someone was holding her side, about to tickle her at any moment.

Perhaps this is it!

“Come and touch me,” she said.

Aoyama Rika reached out to twist it, but before she could get close, she saw Kaname instinctively slap her.

With a 'smack', it sounded as if he had stolen food from her bowl.

The two held their breath and pretended to study, like two people conspiring to cheat who accidentally dropped the paper on the ground while passing the answers.

After a moment, he looked around.

Good, no one is disturbed by the noise. Keep an eye on the two of them.

"Keep your voice down!" Aoyama Risa whispered.

"Did I tell you to move? Why did you move around like that?" Seeing that Shang Ai's tone wasn't very harsh, more like a lecture, it was clear that she was in the wrong.

After saying that, she immediately added, "Let's start with clothes."

"Shirt? Skirt? Or socks?" Aoyama asked.

Seeing that the strange feeling in his heart had disappeared, Aoyama Risa was as casual as if he were playing around, yet as meticulous as if he were conducting an experiment.

Anyway, there wasn't that ambiguous atmosphere like last night.

That's fine too; even without any ambiguous physical contact, it's still part of the test.

“A shirt,” she said.

"Anywhere is fine?" Aoyama Ryou looked at the girl's chest.

"Anywhere is fine." (See the smile above.)

--horrible.

Aoyama reached out and grabbed the sleeve of her school uniform shirt.

He observed her expression and gave her a look that seemed to ask, "How are you?"

Seeing that Ai was a little uncomfortable, and apart from Aoyama Rin, no one had ever touched the hem of her clothes, she endured it, got used to it, and analyzed her inner emotions at this moment.

I'm not used to it;

There is a fear of being discovered by others;
Some people find it funny that Aoyama Rika's demeanor is too girlish;

I felt gratified by Aoyama Ryo's gentlemanly demeanor;
There was no shyness.

“I’m not shy,” said Ai.

"Then I'll try touching the skirt." Aoyama Rika's tone was flat, as if she were talking about the weather, but her hand immediately let go of her shirt and reached down.

"Slap!" Jian Shang slapped her.

The two buried themselves in their studies again.

Not far away, a student peeked out from the sea of ​​knowledge, looking around with a somewhat bewildered expression.

After glancing at the scene, the male student lowered his head and continued studying.

"What are you doing?" wrote Aoyama Risa.

{What are you doing?} See the rhetorical question above.

{Touch your skirt!} Aoyama Rika wrote in a vigorous and confident style.

{叩！} means: Go to hell.

{Maybe the thing you're shy about is your skirt!}
Did you secretly touch my skirt the other day?
{No! What's next?}
Seeing that Shang Ai glanced around, thought for a moment, and whispered, "Just touch my hand."

Aoyama Riki raised his hand, then stopped, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

'Hmm?' Aoi, who was waiting and gradually becoming nervous, noticed this.

She glanced at Aoyama Osamu.

Just then, Aoyama Risa placed his hand on hers, his fingers gently resting on the back of her hand.

"Thump!" My heart is racing.

Seeing the delicate skin of the woman, one can feel it even with just a light touch of the fingertips.

—Taking the pulse, this is taking the pulse.

Aoyama kept telling himself this.

Seeing that Ai was staring at Aoyama Risa, she felt that something was still missing, so she instinctively reached out and clasped Aoyama Risa's hand.

The two of them were stunned at the same time.

Aoyama didn't move, and he didn't let go of Aoi either.

A second later, seeing that Shang Ai's hand began to tremble slightly, she seemed to come to her senses and quickly withdrew her hand.

Aoyama grabbed him.

Seeing that Ai was trying to struggle, Aoyama Risa leaned closer and whispered, "Are you shy, Ai-kun?"

Face flushed, Jian Shangai felt a surge of fighting spirit within her, a determination not to be underestimated.

She raised her face and looked at Aoyama Ryo, ready to teach him the difference between superior and inferior, and the difference between a master and a dog.

But after just one glance, she lost the urge to speak.

“You are the same way.” She said softly, looking away.

--I?

Aoyama Ryo's face also turned red.

(End of this chapter)