Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 109 has only one possibility: unless he went into the women's restroom to take pictures.
"Are you having a headache over the work the student council assigned you?" Seeing Ai looking at the silent Aoyama Rin, she clearly misunderstood and didn't take the assignment seriously.

She looked at the camera on the table: "I've been interested in this thing since just now."

I really didn't see the homework.

Aoyama Riya looked at the camera, not afraid at all; that was the confidence to delete the photos.

"My job as a student council member is photography, to capture memorable and reportable moments," he explained.

"You can film anything?"

"What kind of photograph hasn't been taken in the history of photography? Photographer Masato Seto's candid shots won a photography award that year." Osamu Aoyama picked up his camera and pointed it at Ai Mikami.

"You're so useful." Seeing that Shang Ai took his homework and posed for the camera as if she was studying, she said, "Come with me later. I was just thinking of reviewing this ball skills tournament. With you here, it was so much easier."

"Not bad, not bad, you have a great sense of the camera. What's in it for me?"

"I'll treat you to lunch at noon."

"Detective A wrote about you!" the author himself confirmed.

“Of course, in heaven and on earth, in novels and in real life, there is only one perfect person, me.” Jian Shang Ai stood up. “Tomorrow is the ball skills competition, and today is the last day of the preparation stage. Let’s go.”

"But it's morning now."

Preparation time for the ball skills competition is in the afternoon.

"Do you judge a person solely by their attitude at work? I'm clearly the capitalist, so why are you, who insists on paying back 10,000 yen in installments, even more mercenary than me?"

She accused a Young Pioneer of being a capitalist?
"It's better than you calling me opportunistic based on just one sentence!"

"Do you want to eat lunch?"

"Eat! The best of it!" Aoyama Ryo decided to endure humiliation and hardship, all for the sake of eliminating capital.

Seeing the enigmatic smile on his face, it was like a worker saying he wanted to work 24 hours a day and break the boss's lathe, causing the boss to lose money and feel the pinch.

Aoyama Rika decided to earn money as soon as possible to pay back the 10,000 yen debt and improve her family's life—the Ono sisters don't even dare to buy the latest mobile phone now.

Only a minority of people buy new phones every year, but his goal is to ensure that the Ono sisters can at least live such a life.

In addition, what bothered him was that the system seemed to be collecting materials very slowly, perhaps because he had been lacking motivation to make money lately.
—Try harder, I've never seen such a lazy system!
"Remember to delete my photos." Jian Shang Ai walked towards the door of the club classroom.

“No, my power as the photography committee member is unlimited,” Aoyama Risa followed up.

"You don't have to delete them, but if a second person sees these photos, I'll show you what true unlimited power is."

Does she mean it's okay for him to see it?
'You think you can seduce me with that? Show me a picture of yourself in a swimsuit!'

The two walked out of the club building.

The school was not empty, because many clubs came to the school early to train, as the student council had to participate in the competition.

The distant sound of an instrument, like a steam whistle, was unknown;
The cheerleaders rested in the shade of the tree, and in the distance, they saw a cluster of flowers blooming under the tree;

The sports club members were sweating profusely;

Occasionally, you can see girls carrying ping-pong balls, badminton shuttlecocks, tennis balls, or carrying naginatas as they pass by.

"Where are we going?" Aoyama asked.

"stadium."

Kaiming High School has three gymnasiums: one old, one outdated, and one swimming pool.

The two arrived at the nearest old gymnasium, opened the door, and heard the sound of sneakers rubbing against the ground inside.

"The official events of the skills competition are basketball and volleyball, with matches between classes. Those of you here now should be members of the basketball and volleyball clubs, right?" Aoyama Risa said.

Seeing that Shang Ai didn't answer, she was just observing.

After she arrived, the level of excitement on the court subtly increased.

"start running!"

"Watch the pitch! The entire pitch!"

"distance!"

"it is good!"

The boy who broke through the encirclement and scored cleanly pretended to be indifferent, his eyes occasionally glancing this way like in an idol drama.

"What do you think?" Ai asked Aoyama.

“I’m not good at sports,” Aoyama replied. “If you want to know about part-time jobs, what kind of part-time jobs pay more per hour, and how to balance the hours of multiple part-time jobs, I do have some insights.”

"Do you think I need it?"

"Wealth doesn't last three generations, and your family might not be one of them either. Oh well, at least your generation and the next generation will continue to be rich." Aoyama Risa suddenly remembered that he had decided to work with her for life and publish all his books for her.

After all, the conditions are good, and there are few things to deal with.

Most importantly, I am grateful for the opportunity to be mentored by Detective A.

She looked at him, but didn't actually move away; her body language conveyed a sense of distance.

"You've even fantasized about having a child with me? To be honest, it's a bit disgusting."

"I've got an idea!" Aoyama Risa suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Seeing that Shang Ai was somewhat dissatisfied with his indifference.

Aoyama Osamu invited the main character, a basketball girl.

She seemed to shine in her basketball uniform; indeed, what a person likes is likely what suits them best.

"Evaluate basketball skills? No way!" The basketball girl waved her hands repeatedly. "With my skill level, how could I be qualified to evaluate others?!"

"It doesn't matter if the skill level is high or low, as long as we understand it, that's enough." Aoyama tried his best to persuade him. "Don't worry, we'll keep it a secret. If a third person finds out, the two of us will kowtow to you until we break the basketball."

He hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back.

She didn't even want to know that extent.

However, she wouldn't leak the secret, and having made such a vicious vow, Aoyama probably wouldn't either, so let him represent her this time.

"Are you really not going to tell anyone?" the basketball girl asked quietly.

It was as if there was a zipper on his mouth, and Aoyama Risa zipped it up.

Actually—

The specific content is prohibited. The basketball girl commented on each person on the court, but there was one thing that wasn't so good: she liked to say things like "thinks he's Curry," "thinks he's Shaq," and "the only thing he has in common with Durant is that he likes to drink foot bath water."

Aoyama Rin couldn't understand at all.

However, he did not interrupt and listened to the other person's "incessant chatter".

The basketball girl's voice trailed off as she spoke, clearly lost in thought.

"What's wrong?" Aoyama asked.

"Sorry, I have something to do!" The basketball girl suddenly left.

Seeing that Shang Ai's gaze followed her and looked into the distance, at the women's basketball team who were resting, four or five people surrounded one person and took her away.

Bullying?

"Shall we go take a look?" Aoyama Risa picked up the camera hanging around his neck.

Without this camera, he probably wouldn't have been so enthusiastic.

The two followed.

The basketball girl is also following along, and like them, she probably doesn't plan to take any rash actions until she confirms what's going on.

"No."

"go!"

The struggling girls were pushed forward by the crowd and entered the women's restroom deep inside the stadium.

The basketball-playing girl peeked in through the door and then slipped inside.

They went straight in? Did those people hide in a cubicle?

Aoyama Riki gave Aoi a look—"Go."

Seeing that Shang Ai shook her head, she pointed to the women's restroom—"I can't go alone, let's go together."

Aoyama pointed—that was the women's restroom.

Seeing that there was no one there, she pointed to the spot.

"Speak up!" a voice came from the bathroom.

"Keep your voice down!"

The two looked at each other.

Seeing that Ai grabbed Aoyama Ryo's tie and pulled him inside.

Aoyama quickly took a picture of the scene.

Once bitten, twice shy. Last time at home, after exchanging secret signals with Jian Shang Ai, he opened the practice room and was framed by her.

The two entered the women's restroom. The public space was empty. Without having time to listen carefully, they quickly hid in a stall.

Only after confirming that they would not be exposed did they start listening.

"Where's the back?"

The tone was excited and agitated, which didn't seem like bullying.

"No~"

"Speak!" It sounds like bullying.

"Oh, then I sent him a selfie, a kind of... you know, and only then did he say goodnight."

"He definitely wasn't asleep!"

"I know what he went to do!"

"What did you do?"

"he--"

The following are also prohibited items.

Aoyama Riki lightly touched Aoi's arm, then pointed to the bathroom door—"I want to go first."

Jian Shangai nodded.

Amid the girls' laughter, Aoyama Riki gently opened the door.

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Don't let anyone hear!" It sounded like bullying again.

"Alright, let's go, our break is almost over."

The sound of flushing the toilet, the sound of the door opening, and footsteps.

Why flush?

"Whether I've been to the bathroom or not, I always want to take a shower after I come out."

"I understand. Actually, I was also hesitating about whether to take the plunge."

Aoyama Ryo stood with his hand against the door, not daring to move, like a sewer worker whose husband had suddenly returned and was shoved into the bathroom by his wife.

She also had a hard time, because she had to hold back her laughter.

"By the way, did you guys see that just now?"

"Is it that handsome guy?"

"I know him, Aoyama-kun from Class 2-4!"

"Is there any way to get Aoyama-kun to date me?"

"Unless he sneaks into the women's restroom to take pictures and you catch him and threaten him, he might date you."

Seeing that Ai was smiling, he slowly reached out and gently poked Aoyama Risa's waist.

"————" Aoyama Risa barely managed to hold back.

He pointed at Jian Shang Ai with his finger rather rudely—if you keep causing trouble, don't force me to fight back!

Seeing that Shang Ai had poked him in another spot on his body.

Aoyama reached out, his target being her breasts.

(End of this chapter)