Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 71 Stay away from me
"Give me the equipment." Jian Shang Ai nodded in agreement.

F. Rino's eyes widened slightly, as if a light was about to burst forth from them.

“There’s something I need to clarify,” Jian Shang Ai immediately said, “It has nothing to do with you. I just wanted to hear their street performances myself, and I hope you understand that.”

“I completely understand!” Aoyama straightened up. “It’s like when you’re in the fortune-telling department, you spend a thousand yen to have your fortune told, just to complete a task.”

Jian Shangai nodded.

At the same time, something suddenly occurred to her: Aoyama Ryo still owed her 10,000 yen.

They clearly have 100 million, but they've forgotten about the debt.

For her and him now, 10,000 yen is nothing, but as a high school student, not paying back the money is absolutely despicable.

Love is unattainable, and money is not in Aoyama's possession.

Aoyama Riya always remembered this incident, but he had no money.

To keep up with the Ono sisters' happy atmosphere, he had to use part of his 10,000 yen this month, and he was too embarrassed to ask Ono Mika for more.

We can only wait until May, but thankfully May is just around the corner.

Aoyama Osamu turned around and said to the four, no, five girls of the Sunny Day Band:
"With the help of Jian Shang Ai, there will be no problem with equipment, location, logistics, and security. You only need to focus on singing. Come on, let's thank Jian Shang together."

"Thank you, classmates!" The five girls bowed.

Aoyama Osamu, who was closest to Aoi, heard her mutter, "...The drama club, huh?"

"I look forward to your performance." Her public demeanor remained very dignified.

Seeing that Ai was about to turn and leave, Aoyama Risa quickly stepped forward and opened the door for her.

"Thank you, we'll keep in touch by phone." He said with a big smile.

"Just wait for my notification." I can't be bothered with people who don't repay their debts.

As soon as I closed the door, I heard my wife, Akari, exclaim, "My younger brother looks just like a manager!"

"Maybe he just starts acting silly when he sees a pretty girl." Drummer Yume always assumes the worst about Aoyama Osamu, no, the handsome guy.

"Wasn't it because of my encouragement?" Bess Sakura looked at the two in confusion.

"There's a problem, there must be a problem!" F. Rino was very excited, her breathing even shaking the two huge mounds in her chest.

"Want to continue talking?" Aoyama asked them.

The four of them immediately picked up their instruments.

"Ono-kun."

"Just call me Meihua."

"That's true. We're teammates now, so you can call me Mingxiang too!"

Mika Ono was embarrassed to say that the reason she asked others to call her by her name was because there was another person named 'Ono' in her family, and it was difficult to distinguish them.

“Mika,” Akika Agasa continued, “it’s too late to start teaching you new songs right now. We’ll select some songs for you to choose from. You don’t need to be too familiar with them, just be able to sing them from the lyrics.”

“At times like this,” Ono Mika said with some doubt, “shouldn’t we be using what you’re good at?”

"It's okay, it's okay! Since we've never performed before, we don't know what we're good at!" It's amazing that Akika can laugh without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

Mika Ono's singing is indeed very beautiful.

Aoyama Ryo had never heard her sing at home, or rather, he had never paid attention to her singing.

Whether before he fainted under the cherry blossom tree or after he woke up, he had neither the time nor the inclination to listen to music.

Because she was unfamiliar with the lyrics, Mika Ono stared intently at her phone, as if she had become a record player, trying her best to perfectly recreate the lyrics and melody.

After the song ended, Aoyama Risa stood up and applauded.

"That was fantastic!" he said, clapping his hands.

All four of them looked excited, with Mika Ono appearing to be thoroughly enjoying herself.

“But,” F. Rino suddenly said timidly, “the student council abolishing clubs has nothing to do with how well you sing, right?”

“The important thing is not the club itself, but whether we need to continue,” Akika Wagatsuma suddenly said in an extremely calm tone.

“Akika and I are already in our final year of high school.” Bess Sakura tucked her hair behind her ear.

Drummer Yumemi and F. Rino remained silent.

"I absolutely have to surpass 'Higami'!" F. Rino clenched her fist.

My wife, Akari, smiled brightly: "Of course!"

The sounds of guitar, bass, and drums resumed.

After lunch break, the six of them walked out of the clubroom, with Aoyama Risa lagging behind.

"Meihua, here, we'll wait a bit for the guitar. It's okay if the sound is a little louder. Sing your heart out, and we'll go along with it."

Ono Mika discussed the details with them.

After parting ways with them, Aoyama went straight to the home economics classroom, where the first period on Wednesday afternoons was home economics class.

On the way there, he took out his phone and searched for 'Higami'.

"I made it to the Budokan after only one year since my debut," he muttered to himself. "Hey, Aoyama!" Kobayashi Shiki caught up from behind.

"It stinks! Stay away from me!" Aoyama Risa said, avoiding the area with disgust.

"You bastard, this is the smell of a man, how dare you say it stinks!"

"Aoyama, Shiki!" Junya Aizawa has arrived.

after awhile.

"It does smell a bit," Kobayashi Shiki said to Aoyama Risa in a slightly apologetic tone.

“I can smell it too,” Junya Aizawa said.

So, the two of them silently sandwiched Aoyama Risa between them.

Aoyama really wanted to beat them up.

The three of them entered the home economics classroom.

The home economics teacher, who prefers making videos to housekeeping, said: "The Golden Week holiday is coming soon. Whether you're traveling or attending a sports tournament, you'll need bento boxes and rice balls. Today, let's make grilled rice ball bento boxes!"

"The cafeteria should have food, right?" Kobayashi Shiki asked quietly.

"Last year...did it?" Jun Aizawa couldn't remember.

Last May, Aoyama Risa's mind was completely focused on his part-time job. He only remembered that he lied about his age to get a job at the factory, and he didn't even participate in the ball games tournament, let alone have food in the canteen.

Cook the rice, sprinkle with salt and stir, then shape it into rice balls using plastic wrap, and then bake the rice balls in a frying pan over low heat until the surface turns a deep brown color.
Home economics teacher, please take note of Aoyama Rin.

Aoyama Risa did everything diligently, but apart from her serious attitude, there was nothing particularly attractive about her.

It's completely different from last time; it seems like it's only good at making hamburger steaks.

However, if you're good at it to that extent, even just making hamburger patties would be enough to live a wealthy life, and becoming a 'hamburger patty master' wouldn't be a problem.

Aoyama Ryo took a moment to look at the system.

[Cooking Skills E↑]

One second later, the '↑' disappeared.

He refocused his attention on making the bento box, and checked the system five seconds later; the '↑' icon hadn't appeared.

After focusing for ten seconds, look again, and '↑' appears.

You can improve your skills without actively using the system, but the efficiency is equal to your focus.

Oh, and talent too.

While contemplating kendo, Aoyama Risa brushed soy sauce onto the rice ball.

"The slightly charred soy sauce smells so good~" Kobayashi Shiki took a deep breath.

"Is this slightly burnt?" Jun Aizawa felt something was off.

"Oh no, it's completely charred!" Kobayashi Shiki panicked. "Aoyama, quickly use your invincible Stand to think of a solution!"

“The World!” Aoyama Osamu turned off the fire for him.

"What?! When?!" Jun Aizawa seemed to break out in a cold sweat.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" The home economics teacher was behind them, giving each of them a tap on the head.

The students nearby secretly laughed.

After the home economics teacher left, Jun Aizawa calmly analyzed in a low voice: "It was the smell of burning, it was the smell of burning that attracted the teacher here."

"It could also be because of Aoyama-kun's good looks," a girl passing by interjected curiously.

“That’s you!” Kobayashi Shiki immediately accused the other party.

"Hmph, I came to see how burnt you all are. Wow, Aoyama-kun, you baked it beautifully! Let's exchange some later~"

It was already late April, and the weather was gradually getting cooler. The girl was only wearing a shirt with an apron over it, which reminded Aoyama of Ono Mizuki, who always cooked at home.

A sense of familiarity arises spontaneously.

"Okay." He said.

The girl left with light, cheerful steps.

Kobayashi Shiki said, "Aoyama, according to her character, you should have told her—'It's so noisy!'"

"Whose persona is that?" Qingshan asked, puzzled. "My persona is—you two stay away from me, you stink!"

"Still not used to it, Aoyama?"

"Get used to it soon, Aoyama."

"Women like this smell. If you don't believe me, try it on a woman after you've sweated, and see if they say they really like it, Aoyama."

"That's it, Aoyama."

Aoyama silently cursed them in his heart, wishing that he would only be able to eat the bento boxes he made for the rest of his life.

(End of this chapter)