Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 68 Aoyama Risa is really too good to the system.

"Ono, Ono, what do you think of this name?" Aoyama asked.

"Absolutely not!" Ono Mizuki strongly refused.

"Then why are you laughing?"

"Where?!"

"Yes, it's obvious, isn't it, Mi-hwa? You're smiling too, Mi-hwa."

Mika Ono wanted to turn her smile into a bitter one, but she simply couldn't, just like an astronaut on the moon who can't walk as normally as he does on Earth.

“Logic,” she smiled, “it would be best if the author’s name was related to you personally.”

“That’s right!” Ono Mizuki agreed.

The name 'Xiao Ye Xiao Ye' might be too heavy for them. Even if parents disregard their own needs and give everything for their children, the children may find it difficult to bear.

“Aoyama Ito, what about this one?” he asked.

"Does it mean anything?" Mika Ono asked.

"No, I just like the character '糸' (ito)."

A system without a brain is a 'mesh'.

—System, I didn't take advantage of you. You are still the author. I only own the reputation and profits of this book.

The system did not respond, just as those geniuses who thanked fate for the gifts bestowed upon them received no response from fate.

"Whatever," said Mizuki Ono.

“I think it’s good too,” Mika Ono said.

Aoyama Risa sent the three characters 'Aoyama Ito' to Mikami Ai.

When it comes to naming a child, it's best to be quick and decisive; otherwise, no matter how much time and effort you spend on it, you'll never feel like you've had enough.

"I suddenly thought of something just now." Before the break was over, Aoyama Risa started chatting.

"Hmm?" Ono Mika asked curiously.

"Don't people born into happy families generally think that people from unhappy families must have personality flaws?"

Mika Ono thought for a moment: "Some psychologists do think so."

"Think about it carefully, isn't this also something innate? Just like wealth and talent, whether a family is happy or not has almost nothing to do with the children."

“That’s true,” Mika Ono replied.

"Thinking about it this way, the three of us were really unlucky in terms of our birth. If being born was determined by archery, we would all be ten rings."

"As long as we can stay close together, even ten rings don't matter," Mika Ono said with a smile.

"What you just said was full of prejudice. People from unhappy families really do have personality flaws." Mizuki Ono didn't even look up, still playing on her phone.

“You are one too,” Aoyama reminded her.

Mika Ono sincerely felt that both of them, who were constantly reopening old wounds, had personality flaws.

However, they really do have a very good relationship.

"Alright, let's get back to studying!" she said, clasping her hands together. "If all three of you get good grades this time, we'll go on a trip during the Golden Week holiday!"

"Really?!" Mizuki Ono immediately put down her phone.

She reads the tourist brochures that Aoyama Risa brought back every day.

“But there’s no time, right?” Aoyama said. “During Golden Week, we have to move, choose furniture, and buy new clothes, all of which take a lot of time. Plus, the school has a sports tournament.”

"I want a cell phone! I also want a big, soft bed, and if you could buy me a super-sized plush toy, I'd die happy!"

They chatted about moving for a while before the three of them started studying.

Around 10 o'clock, Ono Mizuki went to boil water, and then asked Aoyama Riki to go wash up first.

After taking a shower, Aoyama returned to his room and began writing.

In the quiet night, a noisy commotion came from outside the window. A group of heavily drunk people passed by, and the noise was so loud that he could hear them even while engrossed in his book.

He listened quietly.

Previously, there was an incident in the neighborhood where a drunkard went to the wrong house and started banging on other people's doors, which apparently ended up in a fight.

This had never happened at the Ono family's house, but this group of drunkards brought fear as if they were real ghosts.

After the sound disappeared and he confirmed that the surroundings had returned to quiet, Aoyama Ritsu continued writing.

Most people from unhappy families do indeed have some personality issues.

People who live alone, rush to work or help with cooking after school, live in neighborhoods frequented by drunk adults, and can only afford to wear cheap underwear are more likely to become cynical, insecure, and lack a sense of security.

It's not too late yet.

Especially Mizuki Ono, who just turned sixteen in March, and was still a junior high school student just a month or two ago.

If we start now and let her live in a wealthy, safe, and warm family, it will still be not too late for her to develop an optimistic and cheerful personality.

"Detective A" not only saves Ono Mika's high school life, but also Ono Mizuki's personality.

It also brought him peace of mind.

At 12:30, he put down his pen, looked at the blank test paper, did the questions in his mind to clear his head, and gave his fingers a relaxing massage.

Ten minutes later, I picked up my pen and continued.

The material I had previously noted down was vividly described.

With just a simple shift in perspective and a little embellishment, raw material can be transformed into a fictional story, making the events more vivid and interesting. The characters, needless to say, become incredibly charismatic and imbued with profound significance.

At 1:30, Aoyama Rika stopped writing, did five minutes of stretching exercises, then drank water, went to the toilet, and went to sleep.

I get up at four o'clock.

—System, morning exercise!

Wall squats and slow push-ups
After moving, you don't have to be so careful, and you can even spend money to add a set of fitness equipment.

With fitness equipment, the system should be able to help you exercise better.

—System, am I considerate?

After asking the question, Aoyama Ryo fainted, then woke up again.

It's as if Aoyama Rika has boarded a ship piloted by a system, battling against harsh weather in the ocean, being devoured by all sorts of strange fish, and enjoying the sense of accomplishment of being on the brink of life and death.
At six o'clock, morning exercise ended.

Even with the system's massage techniques that were beyond common sense, Aoyama Risa still felt a sense of separation between her consciousness and body when she went out of the room to take a shower.

Occasionally, people feel like they are controlling their speech; he feels that way now, only more severely.

I feel much better after taking a shower.

Water can even play a role between the soul and the body.

As you enter the campus, pass the baseball field marked with the sign "59 days until the Koshien preliminary round," and step into the teaching building, your day officially begins.

The exam is tomorrow, and the loudest time in the classroom this morning was during class.

During lunch break, Aoyama Rika, Kobayashi Shiki, and Aizawa Jun ate together.

"The scariest ones aren't the ones who are writing furiously!" said Shiki Kobayashi. "They're the ones who are sleeping soundly, and nobody knows how late they studied last night!"

“I love studying secretly.” Aoyama Ryo took a bite of his fried pork cutlet.

After eating stews and curries for so long, these fried meats are simply irresistible.

"Despicable!" Kobayashi Shiki cursed angrily.

"Shiki," Jun Aizawa asked curiously, "I heard a talent scout went to the soccer club?"

"I almost forgot about this. It was a senior student. The talent scout said that if the senior student performed well in the summer competition, they would contact him."

After saying that, he sighed, "Professional football, huh?"

Aoyama Ryo had no interest in playing football; as a Chinese person, he was self-aware.

This is all the fault of the Chinese national football team, which even led him to believe that Chinese people are really not suited to playing football.

And if he plays football and joins the Japanese team, what would that be?
On the path of football, there's no need to see the furthest scenery; let's start with a band of five women and one man.

Aoyama Risa sped up his eating.

I must get to the club as soon as possible; I can't miss the time to change clothes.

"Aoyama-san!"

The three looked over and saw Kobayashi Shiki with a sly smile. It was Nagami Naga, the female manager of the baseball team.

"Good afternoon," Aoyama Risa greeted.

"Aoyama-kun, how's your arm?" Nagami was very worried and even wanted to hit him.

Aoyama Rika took the initiative and showed her the activity.

"It's alright," he said with a smile. "Thank you for your concern."

"That's good." Nagami breathed a sigh of relief. "By the way, Aoyama-kun, are you interested in baseball?"

Aoyama Ryo glanced at the [Koshien: 12%] score.

“A little,” he replied.

Nagami's face lit up with joy: "Then do you want to join the baseball club?"

“I really want to join,” said Aoyama Risa, “but I’m still a member of the Kendo Club and the Sunny Day Band Club, so I don’t have time to train, so I’ll pass.”

"It's alright, it's alright, just come whenever you have time!" Yonghai Cai immediately replied.

First, bring people in. After training them, if they discover they have great talent, they will naturally participate in training and strive for Koshien.

“If I could ‘go wherever I want, leave whenever I want,’ I’d have no problem with it,” said Aoyama Osamu.

"no problem!"

"really?"

"real!"

"Can the manager make that decision?"

"My baseball coach is my grandfather! When my grandfather was in high school, he made it to Koshien Stadium. The black soil he brought back from Koshien is still at home!"

"Grandpa is awesome!"

Nagami took out a membership application form and a pen on the spot, and Aoyama Ryo joined the baseball club.

After Nagami left, Aizawa Jun asked, "Aoyama, you can play baseball?"

“No.” Aoyama Rika took a bite of rice. “But her skirt is just too short.”

Therefore, Jun Aizawa and Shiki Kobayashi took it for granted.

Is it reasonable for a member of the baseball club to write a novel about Koshien?
(End of this chapter)