Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 57: Poverty Alleviation, but Not Wealth
"Tonight," Yaeko Miyagi said with a smile, "do we still need a contract?"

"If I can get the money tonight, I won't need it," said Aoyama Risa.

If he doesn't get it, he'll retaliate in the future.

The bell rang to signal the start of class.

As the bell rang, Ai Kaneko packed her things and said, "Club activities after school are suspended for today."

As Aoyama Risa walked back to the classroom, she gave a thumbs-up when no one was around.

Mika Ono no longer needs to work part-time, so she can relax and enjoy the last days of high school.

The biggest goal has been achieved!

Should we plant some potatoes in the yard? Is it too late to plant watermelons now?

Let's do some research on what's suitable to plant in May before making a decision.
and many more!

With the system around, what can't we grow? We might even grow some amazing vegetables.

Aoyama Risa whistled, the melody of which was the school song of Kaiming High School.

It feels so good to be filled with hope!
Happy times pass quickly, and the two afternoon classes ended in the blink of an eye. After class, Aoyama Rika did some more homework in the classroom.

"Aoyama-kun, aren't you going to the club?" the girl wiping the blackboard asked.

"Did the suspension of this afternoon's club activities disrupt your plans?"

"No way!" the girl sweeping the floor denied vehemently, then added, "Aoyama-kun, I heard you and Mikami Ai are in the same club, is that true?"

"Hmm." Aoyama Ryo was working on her homework.

"Are you two dating?" the girl on the blackboard asked curiously.

Aoyama Risa laughed: "How could that be? I'm not interested in anything too complicated."

Does it mean you're not interested in dating, or you're not interested in meeting your classmates?

"I'm not interested in her, and she's not interested in me either. Okay, I'll pack up now. Sorry for bothering you."

"Is it finished writing?"

"What do you mean? Do you want a lot of homework? If you have that thought, I advise you to get rid of it immediately!"

"No, no~" the girl said with a smile and waved her hand.

Aoyama packed his schoolbag.

"Goodbye."

"Well, goodbye, Aoyama-kun."

It was still early before school ended. Other students could leave school directly, but Aoyama Rin could not.

Because he fainted due to overwork, Aoyama suspected that the system was behind it. In order to prevent him from working, the school asked him about the reason and where he was going before he left school.

Should I go check out the Kendo Club and maybe increase the material level of the [Kendo Jade Dragon Flag]?
No, forget it.

The Kendo Club is preparing for the Jade Dragon Flag competition in July, so he shouldn't bother them, since he's a relative.

Aoyama changed his shoes at the shoe cabinet and walked out of the teaching building.

Even during exam week, the sounds of the brass band, cheerleading squad, and baseball team never disappeared.

Amidst the sounds of youthful exuberance, Aoyama Osamu unknowingly found himself in the stands of the baseball stadium.

He simply sat down.

After glancing at the players training through the net, he took out a pen and paper, using his backpack on his lap as a desk, and began to write his article seriously.

The article was already in the works, but once I put it down, the brilliant and dazzling colors of the rainbow still appeared in my mind.

It's like a gateway to another world.

"Qingshan, you beast!"

Aoyama looked up and saw Kobayashi Shiki, wearing a soccer jersey and wiping sweat from his brow with a towel.

"What did you say?"

"You've come to see the baseball manager's underwear, haven't you!"

"I've forgotten all about it."

"Should I say you're too proactive, or too lecherous?" Kobayashi Shiki said with a lewd grin. "What color are you today?"

"Let me take a look." Aoyama looked towards the baseball area and found the girl who looked like the manager.

"White. Aren't those safety shorts?!" Aoyama Ryou felt hurt.

"I only pass by here occasionally, and because I'm embarrassed, I always just glance at it quickly, always assuming it's underwear," Kobayashi Shiki said with an irresponsible laugh.

After saying that, he added, "You can treat it like underwear, that would be even more interesting."

"I'll give it a try." Aoyama Risa took out his phone and glanced at the time.

At 5:30, there's still half an hour before school ends. If I leave school at this time, the school probably won't ask any more questions.

But since there was only half an hour left, he decided to wait for Ono Mizuki to go home together.

"Xiao Lin!" someone called from afar.

"I'm here!" Kobayashi Shiki responded, then said to Aoyama Risa, "Enjoy your time, I'm leaving."

Instead of continuing to write "Detective A", Aoyama Osamu turned his attention to the baseball club.

Baseballs are not supposed to be metal, but when the bat hits the ball, it makes a sharp metallic sound.

The sandpit is made of black soil, but they are wearing white jerseys. Why is that?
They were rolling on the ground, trying to get themselves dirty.

[Koshien: 3%]

The families of the baseball team members also have a tough time, having to wash such dirty clothes every day.

Putting it in the washing machine is definitely not an option; it will get the washing machine dirty too. You can only wash it by hand.

After watching for half an hour, when the school bell rang, [Koshien: 6%]

Most of them are training scenes, and what the coach shouts during training.

Arriving at their usual spot to wait for Ono Mizuki, Aoyama Osamu took out his phone to look up the rules of baseball.

"Oh, so the one throwing is the defender, and the one hitting is the attacker."

[Koshien: 10%]

After the exams are over and I return the mystery novels, I can borrow some baseball-related novels.

But I'm moving soon, and it would be too much trouble to return books if I continued to borrow them from the Adachi Ward Central Library.

“Brother.” Ono Mizuki walked over.

Aoyama Ryo put away his phone and looked over.

She has a sweet face, a petite figure, and a graceful walk that is also full of irrepressible liveliness. She is extremely cute.

Pretty girls are indeed the best at deceiving people.

I only occasionally smell my own feet at home to see if they smell!

"Bye-bye everyone~"

"Bye-bye, Mizuki~"

After saying goodbye to her clubmates, Ono Mizuki walked to Aoyama Osamu's side, and the two walked together toward the school gate.

What does "Bye-bye" mean?

"Has no girl ever said that to you?" "No."

“Brother,” Ono Mizuki turned her head and smiled sweetly and intimately, “you’re so pitiful.”

To outsiders, it might look like a younger sister being affectionate with her older brother, or a girlfriend being cute with her boyfriend.

Half an hour later, the two walked out of Kita-Senju Station, and after walking for a few more minutes, they finally arrived home.

The only advantage of this dilapidated and unsafe house is its relatively close proximity to the train station.

Mika Ono, who doesn't have to go to work starting today, has already prepared a stew.

"It's fresh today!" Ono Mizuki exclaimed with slight excitement.

"Thanks to me for finishing the curry," said Aoyama Risa, taking credit for his achievement.

"You ate too much, otherwise we could save a day's food money!" Ono Mizuki scolded again.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, we're getting ready to eat!" Ono Mika called out.

"Okay~" they both replied at the same time.

After changing out of their uniforms, the three began to eat.

"Sis, say 'bye-bye' to me."

"Bye-bye?" Mika Ono said tentatively.

"Satisfied."

"Tsk." This was Ono Mizuki, who twitched the corner of her mouth, displaying a look of disdain typical of a sweet young girl.

"I have some news to announce," said Aoyama Risa while eating.

"What?" Mika Ono asked.

"I sold the book."

"Sold?" Ono Mizuki looked up.

“Hmm, sell it to—” In that instant, Aoyama Risa thought rapidly.

If they were to sell it to Miyako Yaeko, the Ono sisters would definitely have their own thoughts.

For example, could it be that the Gong family is using this opportunity to compensate them by offering a high price?
The value of "Detective A" is more than that of a house, but since it hasn't gone on sale yet, we don't know its exact value.

"—See you next time."

Pretending to swallow his food, after a brief pause, Aoyama Risa continued speaking naturally:

"Because the design, printing, listing, and royalty distribution take too long, I simply sold it to her through a 'buyout' method."

"How much?" Mizuki Ono asked quickly.

Ono Mika also looked nervously at Aoyama Osamu.

“One hundred million,” Aoyama Ryo said.

"One hundred million?!" the two sisters asked in unison, unable to believe it.

If they think calmly, they would all believe that the book is worth more than 100 million, but for them, who have been poor since childhood, 100 million is enough to cloud their judgment in a short time.

Aoyama Risa laughed: "There's also a house near the school, worth at least 6 million yen."

The two held their breath.

"Really?!" Ono Mizuki asked cautiously, as if protecting a candle in the wind.

For some reason, that sweet little face, which seemed afraid of the shattering of happiness, gave Aoyama Risa an urge to ruffle her hair.

“Really!” Aoyama Ryo put down his bowl and said seriously, “Listen carefully, this is not a joke, nor is it a game between minors. It’s a real transaction worth hundreds of millions of yen.”

A moment later, screams rang out from inside the house.

Mizuki Ono jumped and skipped around.

"Sister, we're rich now! We can have our own room! You don't have to work anymore!" She hugged Ono Mika and shook her vigorously.

She stood up again and hugged Aoyama Risa: "Brother, you're amazing!"

"Shh! The neighbors are going to complain again!" Ono Mika herself couldn't hide her excitement.

Ono Mizuki rubbed against him, making Aoyama Risa feel a little uncomfortable.

"Alright, alright, hurry up and eat, then study." He pulled Ono Mizuki off him.

It's not that I don't like it, it's just that the setting isn't right.

Even if it makes him uncomfortable, he will continue to enjoy himself if Mika Ono is not around.

The three continued eating, and the conversation still revolved around the house.

"What about taxes? How are they calculated?" Mika Ono asked.

“Including this part, the other party will handle everything,” Aoyama said.

It hasn't been agreed upon yet, but Miyako Yaeko shouldn't be that stingy.

I also need to discuss it with Jian Shang'ai and ask her to help cover it up.

I don't know if she's willing or not, but she seems to look down on me a bit today—Aoyama Risa isn't unaware of this, she just doesn't care.

He only wanted to maintain an 'F' relationship with his lover.

—And you, system, get ready to farm!

With food, shelter, 100 million in savings, and family still by his side, the earnings from his first book are more than enough. Asking for more would be greedy.

The phone vibrated.

"The money may have arrived." Aoyama Risa smiled slowly.

The two sisters stared at him without blinking.

Qingshan put down his chopsticks and bowl, slowly took out his phone, didn't look at it himself, and handed it to the two of them.

"You see."

The two were so excited that their cheeks flushed slightly, their eyes darting around as they cautiously opened their phones, as if they were looking at cards at a poker table where everything was up.

They looked up and stared at Aoyama Rin.

Their faces, though somewhat similar, had an odd expression.

"What's going on?" Ono Mizuki asked.

"What? What happened?" Aoyama asked, puzzled.

Ono Mika returned the phone to him.

Aoyama Ryo took it, looked down, and saw that it wasn't a message about the money arriving in his account.

[Seeing Shang'ai: The more I think about it, the angrier I get! Superficial! Greedy! To be liked by someone like you, the thought of pouring you the tea my mother brewed for me, still makes me feel disgusted!]

Who likes you?!

"This is a misunderstanding! Let me explain!"

The phone vibrated again.

"Look! The money's in my account! I didn't lie to you, look!"

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