Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 61 Does the prerequisite have to be that I like you?

The IELTS Research Department is located on the sixth floor of the club building, which is quite far from the baseball field, making the lunch break a bit rushed.

If he didn't have something to ask Aoi, Aoyama would probably have offered his opinion.

Just as he was carefully considering his words, he saw that Shang Ai had spoken first.

"You're probably not that stupid, but I need to remind you to avoid your shallow desire to show off."

"what?"

"Don't let anyone see your novel before I get the complete version and register the copyright for you."

“Um, thank you. Um,” Aoyama continued, following the mood, “I’m sorry about yesterday.”

"After sending you the text message last night, I reflected on it. I had too high expectations of you. I hoped you would be a good person."

"."

Is it really too high an expectation to expect him to be a good person?
"I also sent you a text message this morning. Actually, I really like you, but I was a little angry because you rejected me."

On the staircase platform between the third and fourth floors, I saw Shang Ai stop.

“Then I’ll give you one more chance,” she said, “cancel your agreement with Miyako Yaeko.”

"Breaking a promise isn't a good thing, is it?"

"Breaking your promise? You want the money right away, but you don't want to lower your image in my eyes, do you?"

Image is not important.

But if I want her help, I need to maintain a certain image.

System, can't you think of a solution?
[Should we begin 'hypnosis' guidance?]

—This works?!
"Stay away from me." Seeing that Ai continued walking.

"Isn't it far enough now?" Aoyama Risa followed after she descended the sixth step.

"I can't feel your presence."

"You want to follow me around, but you don't even feel my presence. Don't you think that's a lot like a 'stalker'?"

"You disgust me just like a stalker."

This guy definitely has a mental obsession with cleanliness, and might even have a virginity complex.

[Should we begin 'hypnosis' guidance?]

--Need not!
Aoyama Ryo doesn't pursue skills in this area, and Aoi isn't his enemy.

“You’re not a stalker,” Jian Shang said again. “Your behavior is more like a married person taking off their wedding ring to ask someone of the opposite sex for their contact information—it’s disgusting.”

The enemy, the enemy!

Aoyama Osamu hates infidelity the most, so he can't accept the metaphor of seeing Ai!
The two arrived at the baseball field without saying a word.

The baseball team is practicing passing and catching.

Seeing that Shang Ai was coming distracted everyone.

She stood at the first base line, surveying the field, but didn't see the coach.

"Good afternoon, is the coach here?" she asked a player.

The player with the buzz cut quickly replied, "Good afternoon. Um, the coach is usually not here at noon. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"We are members of the Athens Philosophy Research Department, representing the student council to evaluate the baseball team."

The crowd immediately stirred.

Soon, the baseball club president began talking to Ai Mikami.

"How exactly is the assessment conducted?" This was a baseball team member who had no interest in women and was oblivious to Aika's beauty.

Qingshan felt ashamed of his own inferiority.

Furthermore, simply bringing in the student council resulted in a star club like the baseball team obediently cooperating.

Miyako Yaeko's aura is too strong.

“We’ll watch three of your practice matches. If you do, please contact us.” Mikami Ai looked at Aoyama Risa. “You can add their contact information.”

"why me?"

"This teaches you the correct way to use a mobile phone."

What you should learn is the system.

Aoyama Ri took out his cell phone.

He's willing to use his phone this way as long as it increases the chances of "meeting Ai and getting her to help".

"A cell phone." The minister hesitated.

No one carries their phone while exercising at high intensity.

"Let me do it~" The female manager of the baseball team jogged over, her skin healthy and her legs strong and agile, like a lively little deer.

Aoyama Ryo became her Line friend.

"The coach didn't schedule any training matches this week because of exams, but the Golden Week holiday is already full. I'll contact you then," the female manager said.

"Okay, thank you," Aoyama Risa said with a smile.

The baseball team members were staring intently at Aoyama Osamu.

"I'm Nagami, you can just call me Nagami, Aoyama-kun. My goal is to lead the baseball team to Koshien!"

"Amazing!" "Hehe~"

"Since we're going to assess you, at least prove you understand baseball, right?" a baseball team member suddenly said.

Everyone fell silent.

“That makes sense.” Ai smiled. “Aoyama-kun, why don’t you give it a try?”

"Me?" Aoyama Riki had never even touched a baseball.

"You have something to discuss with me, right?"

That's despicable.

However, it's also a good opportunity!

The baseball team tacitly accepted the challenge; they simply couldn't directly oppose the student council, though they harbored resentment.

They are a baseball team, and although their best result in history is reaching the quarterfinals of the preliminary rounds, they are still a baseball team!

Evaluating the baseball team is as absurd as considering abolishing Mandarin classes!
However, there are also examples of schools that are favorites to win the Koshien tournament abolishing their baseball teams altogether, so it's not impossible for a baseball team to be abolished.

Aoyama Ryo stood in the batting area.

"I will throw three balls. As long as you hit one and the ball lands on the field, you will pass," the minister stated the rules.

Wearing a baseball cap, Aoyama Osamu tried out the feel of the bat.

He looked at the pitcher's mound and thought it was quite far, probably ten or twenty meters away.

Throwing the ball from that side is no problem; the difficulty lies in maintaining power and accuracy.

At this point, Jian Shang said, "If I hit one, you're qualified; if I hit two, I'll listen to your story; if I hit three, as long as it doesn't involve character, I'll agree to anything you ask."

"What about a home run off the field?" Aoyama asked.

Outfield home run: The ball flies directly over the outfield fence.

At Kaiming High School, it's like hitting the ball onto a women's tennis court—Aoyama suspects the school designed it that way on purpose.

Which high school boy doesn't dream of hitting the ball into the women's tennis court?
"What mischief are you up to now?" Jian Shang Ai glared at him. "However, as long as you hit a home run outside the field, and it's not too outrageous, I'll allow it."

Aoyama looked at the baseball team captain.

--system!
If this were a competition, he would never use the system, no matter how good the conditions offered by Jian Shang Ai.

But this is just an assessment, not a competition. Winning one round is just a prank, not bullying, so Aoyama Risa has no psychological pressure.

[Competitive scene detected, whether to enable intelligent guidance]

--Yes
Aoyama Risa's demeanor changed; he gripped the bat in his hand like a sword.

The minister who was confronting him began to sweat.

A premonition that he would be hit no matter how he threw the ball spread through his body!
The catcher crouching next to Aoyama Ryo, even though he couldn't see Aoyama Ryo's face, had a terrifying feeling of having a mountain pressing down on him.

"come on!"

"Minister, strike him out!"

The minister lowered the brim of his hat, avoiding Aoyama Ryo's gaze.

He took a deep breath and exhaled forcefully, then looked up again, deliberately ignoring Aoyama Risa and focusing only on the good ball.

The minister lifted his left foot and took a step, as if drawing strength from the ground.

A powerful force exploded in his body, surged into his right arm, and finally concentrated on the fingertips of his right hand.

Finally, the ball was passed to him.

There is a play!

He has been pitching since elementary school and has thrown countless pitches. He can clearly tell whether his pitching is good or bad.

This is one of the best times we've ever been in.

Even in the round of 16 of the qualifiers, they will absolutely not be hit!
call!
The ball flew out like a cannonball.

The female manager looked at the speed gun in her hand—140!

It's a new record!

"boom!"

A crisp metallic sound.

The ball was sent flying by an even stronger force, as if it wanted to embed itself into the wall of the sky.

In the distance, there was a commotion among the women's tennis players; it seemed someone had been grazed by the ball.

"Ah!" The bat slipped from his hand, and Aoyama Risa clutched his right arm, slowly crouching down with a pained expression.

[Body damaged, exit competitive mode]

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Shang Ai was coming over quickly.

The female manager ran even faster than her: "It might be a ligament or muscle strain; she needs to be taken to the medical room immediately!"

"Wait!" Aoyama Risa exhaled.

Compared to regular training, this pain is nothing!
“Jian Shang, you promised me.” He looked at Jian Shang Ai.

Seeing that Shang Ai looked at his arm and then at his pained expression, she sighed and said, "Do you like me that much?"

The system likes you, not me!
"I'll go to the infirmary first, and I'll talk to you later."

(End of this chapter)