Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 54 What is A?
The fourth lesson.

Aoyama Rika propped his head up with his left hand and held a pen in his right, listening attentively to the lesson.

On the podium, the biology teacher suddenly laughed and said, "It's like Aoyama is filming an idol drama."

The quiet classroom immediately erupted into a commotion.

All the girls immediately looked at Aoyama Risa; they couldn't possibly not know where Aoyama Risa was sitting.

"I'm sorry." Aoyama sat up straight and bowed his head apologetically.

"No, no!" the biology teacher waved his hand with a smile. "I was praising you, not mocking you. I'm not Mr. Banqiao!"

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed.

Mr. Banqiao is the math teacher of Class 4. He likes to praise people for being smart, but no one likes to be praised by him.

"Aoyama, life is more than just studying and being on campus, go out and see the world!" Kobayashi Shiki imitated Itabashi's tone.

"like!"

"They look so alike!!"

"Say one more thing!"

"Alright, alright!" the biology teacher quickly stopped them. "Sorry, I was just trying to liven things up. Now that everyone's more engaged, let's continue the lesson!"

The biology teacher is a young female teacher.

Some people have said that they liked her because they saw her wearing a mask at an idol fan meeting.

"Does anyone have any questions?" the teacher asked.

"Teacher, from a biological perspective, can you explain why some people are handsome and others are not?" a boy asked.

"The teacher is also very interested in this."

Most of the girls were still paying attention to Aoyama Risa, who was holding a pen in her right hand and playing with her bangs with her left.

It's impossible for a person to be without worries.

Even the world's richest man has his share of troubles, and some have even been killed. As an A-level handsome guy, he is no exception. He was just listening attentively to the lecture and wasn't filming any idol drama.

However, it was precisely because he was handsome that he received immediate help from a female stranger when he collapsed on the street.

After weighing the merits and demerits, the final evaluation is: just average.

Aoyama Risa was just an ordinary person.

After the fourth period, while eating heartily in the cafeteria, Aoyama asked Kobayashi Shiki and Aizawa Jun about baseball.

"You really are a womanizer, falling in love with every girl you meet," said Kobayashi Shiki.

"This is the most basic respect for beautiful girls. If they can't fall in love with every one they meet, conflicts will arise among them. Wouldn't it be better if everyone got along well?" said Aoyama Rido.

"Wow, Aoyama is amazing." Jun Aizawa said admiringly.

Aoyama Ryo didn't change the subject further, explaining, "The only entertainment events in this sports tournament are baseball and table tennis. I'm too good at table tennis, so I can't enjoy it at all. That's why I plan to try baseball."

"How amazing is it?" Kobayashi Shiki asked curiously.

"We won't lose, no, we can't afford to lose."

"I don't understand. Never mind, let me explain baseball to you: Our school's baseball team manager wears a miniskirt to retrieve the ball."

"Really?" Jun Aizawa asked instinctively.

Kobayashi Shiki looked left and right, then lowered his voice: "I watch it every day."

"I'm so envious," Jun Aizawa sighed sincerely. "In kendo, even when men and women sometimes practice together, they can't see each other at all once they put on their gear."

"Is that female manager a beautiful girl?" Aoyama asked.

"His back view is quite nice."

“Okay, that’s all,” said Aoyama Risa.

The research progress for 【Koshien】 hasn't increased at all. It seems the system thinks that an A-level Koshien novel doesn't need a female manager who can pick up balls in a miniskirt.

After finishing his meal, Aoyama Ryo bid farewell to the two members of the sports club and headed alone to the Athens Philosophy Research Club.

Club activities only stop during midterms and finals, with exceptions, such as the baseball club.

According to Kobayashi Shiki's serious explanation, before the end of Koshien, the baseball team had three afternoons off each week.

Some of the official members don't attend classes all day; they spend 14 hours a day training at school.

Kaiming High School offers various recommendation slots; as long as students excel in extracurricular activities, they can be admitted to university.

Not to mention that some universities are actively recruiting people from them.

"However," Kobayashi Shiki concluded, "those who skip classes and train all day are either escaping their studies or hoping to enter professional baseball in the future. Very few people would do that."

[Koshien: 2%]

Step into the IELTS Research Department.

"Good afternoon," Aoyama Risa greeted.

"Good afternoon." Jian Ai read a couple more lines from the hardcover book in her hand before looking up, revealing her elegant and beautiful face. The midday sun shone on the table, like a pet beside her.

"What exactly happened last night? I heard those people were beaten very badly," she asked.

“They were giving me trouble, so I fought back.” Aoyama Ryo sat down.

"Are you good at fighting?"

Aoyama Risa did not answer, but simply took out all the manuscript papers and handed them over.

Seeing that Ai immediately lost interest in fighting, Aoyama Riya picked up his pen, ready to continue writing.

"No!" Jian Shang Ai suddenly said.

Aoyama looked over and saw that she had turned the manuscript face down on the table, as if she had bought a new house and found a box of gold bars in the house, and was struggling between calling the police and keeping it for herself.

No, that analogy doesn't suit her.

“Once I get engrossed in novels, I can’t do my schoolwork well. I’ll have to keep rating all the school clubs, which will only cause me trouble,” she said, as if talking to herself.

This world truly has all kinds of people.

If the [Campus Deduction, Main Ability is Beauty] stats aren't maxed out yet, they should increase further.

Seeing Shang Ai is an excellent source of inspiration; one could consider writing a novel with her as the protagonist.

"Don't you read other books too?" Aoyama asked.

"Different."

"What's the difference?"

Seeing that Ai looked at him, she asked, "Is the detective in the novel based on me?"

"No."

"His name is clearly 'Detective A'?"

“'A' is the 'A' in ABCDE, meaning outstanding ability, not the 'A' in 'love (Ai)'.”

"She's very beautiful, with long black hair, speaks eloquently, and exudes a charming aura."

“You can also add ‘shameless’ to that.”

"So it's me?" See above for more information.

"No."

What about using your hands to brush your hair?

"Would anyone use other parts of their hair to brush their hair?"

"You are very polite?"

"Besides me, there shouldn't be anyone who doesn't pay attention to manners."

"What's with you peeking at my chest when we meet?" Jian Shang Ai flipped the manuscript over and pointed to a passage on it, asking the question.

"That's the male protagonist in a novel peeking at the female protagonist's breasts, I didn't peek at yours," Aoyama explained earnestly.

"Whose were you peeking at?"

"Why does it have to be based on the premise that I peeked? It's just a novel; it relies on imagination, not experience."

“Imagination?” Jian Shang pondered. “You haven’t seen a woman’s breasts yet?”

Aoyama Ryo found himself suddenly becoming pathetic.

“There’s a new part I wrote this morning at the end. I’m showing it to you not because I want to share or show off, but because you’re the publisher—please take a look,” said Aoyama Rido.

"We'll talk about that later, about you peeping at women's breasts." (See the image on the screen immediately.)

I heard someone wrote a novel in which they ended up in prison?

Aoyama Rin was a little anxious, like when his phone only had five percent battery left when he went out.

He decided that from now on he would try to write only positive and happy stories to avoid the system using some unspeakable things as material to write into his novels, which would eventually be discovered by the police.

"It's unbelievable that you could write a novel like this," Jian Shang Ai suddenly murmured to herself.

"I might have some talent for writing novels."

“This isn’t a matter of talent,” Ai Mikami shook her head slightly. “Only someone whose bedroom is covered with my photos could capture my features so accurately.”

"You don't necessarily have to use this style of approach to understand a person."

"So you always like to walk behind me? In the book, regarding my waist and hips..."

“Yes, Detective A is you, Kenshin.” Aoyama Risa conceded defeat.

Hmm. It could also be a confession.

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