Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 76 Stumbling Forward
It was getting late, and if they stayed any longer, even if the place allowed performances, the police would intervene—they were all wearing school uniforms.

A Mercedes-Benz MPV arrived, and the group carried the musical instruments inside.

Only four people boarded the bus this time: Agatsuma Akika, bassist Sakurako, drummer Yumemi, and F. Rino. This bus will take them directly home.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

"Little brother, please~"

Don't push yourself too hard!

After waving goodbye to the four, Aoyama Osamu, holding a camera, said to Ono Mika, "Mika-nee, when we go back, let's go buy a computer together, and buy a cell phone for Mizuki while we're at it?"

"I was just about to ask you what editing method you're going to use," Mika Ono said with a look of sudden realization.

"Buy a phone, buy a phone~" Ono Mizuki quickly started dancing.

Mika Ono and Ritsu Aoyama both laughed.

Aoyama Riya was somewhat expectant: "With a computer, I can get rid of paper manuscripts and type on a computer."

"Then let's buy it!" Ono Mika said happily.

Aoyama Rika looked at Mikami Ai, and the Ono sisters also glanced at her.

"Thank you for your help, classmate." Ono Mika bowed in gratitude.

"Thank you, senior~" Ono Mizuki also bowed, then glared at Aoyama Risa.

To her surprise, as she bowed, she looked up and saw Aoyama Ryoma, who was also bowing, looking at her with a smug smile.

'Hmph~' Ono Mizuki said silently, then lowered her head and smiled.

I can't quite put my finger on it; it's a feeling of submission, a sense of understanding, or perhaps the feeling that the other person is accommodating me.

"You're welcome, really!" Jian Shangai said, feeling deeply guilty.

But she promised Aoyama Osamu that she would keep it a secret for him, so she couldn't tell them the truth.

After exchanging brief pleasantries with Mika Ono, she took her leave.

A 62S silently glided to the side of the road. After Shang Ai got into the car, a Mercedes-Benz MPV appeared and followed.

"By the way, Mika-nee, do you want to get a new phone?" Aoyama Risa said.

Mika Ono and her cell phone are both old and worn out.

"You wanted to get a new one yourself, didn't you?" Ono Mizuki immediately teased him.

"Nonsense!" Aoyama Risa retorted, but he seemed to genuinely believe it.

The three of them strolled along the street, chatting idly. The various lights were enchanting, and a gentle evening breeze was blowing. It was the perfect time to appreciate the cherry blossoms.

Ultimately, at Aoyama Osamu's insistence, they entered the Apple store.

He himself didn't have any particular feelings about Apple phones. In his previous life, he switched to a different phone, but unfortunately, he didn't use it for very long.

But he knew that women loved the brand.

Upon entering the store, I saw that the latest model was 160,000 yen!
"Too expensive!" Ono Mizuki secretly made a face at the other two, looking so shocked she was speechless.

“If you’re going to buy one, buy the latest model,” Aoyama Ryo analyzed. “If you buy an older model, it’s fine for your own use, but if you have classmates around at school, you’ll feel like it’s not quite there.”

"No way! Who's as vain as you!" Mizuki Ono immediately retorted, "I just need a regular smartphone!"

“Buy it!” Mika Ono suddenly said.

"Sister?" Ono Mizuki asked, puzzled. "I really don't need it!"

"This is Li's money, he's in charge," Mika Ono said playfully.

“That’s right, my money!” Aoyama Risa said with the air of a head of the family. “I’ve decided, we’ll each have a cell phone, you two will each have a tablet, and I’ll have a computer.”

"No way!" the Ono sisters said in unison, firmly disagreeing.

They said things like "there's no difference between a phone and a tablet," "I'll buy one after I go to university; it will affect my studies if I buy one now," and "I'm trying to save money."

Despite Aoyama's attempts to persuade them and his promises not to squander the money, including citing reasons such as "we still have a property worth hundreds of millions" and "won't the three of us make money after graduating from university?", the two still refused to agree.

They wouldn't budge no matter what.

One hundred million yen is still too little.

However, his efforts weren't in vain; all three of them switched to older Apple computers.

"Then I'll just buy the older model computer too, since I'll only use it for writing and editing videos anyway," he said.

"Video editing requires high performance, right?" Mika Ono is willing to buy a new one.

“We’re relying on you to support us, so the equipment can’t be subpar!” Mizuki Ono added.

"Okay, by the way, the memory needs to be larger."

This computer costs as much as three new mobile phones. When Mika Ono paid for it, her expression looked more like she was selling her blood than paying money.

On the train home, Mizuki Ono couldn't wait to examine her new phone.

Mika Ono is more composed, but the way she keeps watching Mizuki Ono as she examines the phone reveals her anticipation and curiosity.

Aoyama Risa, who was protecting the two of them, laughed.

He enjoys writing novels and living life in a way that doesn't bother others and brings happiness to those around him. He really likes this kind of life.

back home.

"Study!" Ono Mika commanded forcefully.

Ono Mizuki had to comply, and Aoyama Osamu pointed to the notebook and said, "I need to edit the video, it will take about two hours."

Ono Mika checked the time on her new phone.

It's 9 o'clock now, and it will be 11 o'clock in two hours.

She thought for a moment and said, "Then go take a shower first, and then you can work. Meiyue, you can play on your phone for a while before you take a shower."

"That's great, thank you, big sister~" Ono Mizuki stood on tiptoe and kissed Ono Mika's tender cheek with her sweet lips.

"Why didn't I get one?" Aoyama protested, feeling discriminated against.

"Hmph, dream on! I'll go heat up your bathwater!" Ono Mizuki walked away dismissively.

After confirming that Mizuki Ono couldn't hear, Osamu Aoyama quietly said to Mika Ono, "You can secretly play on your phone for a while later."

Mika Ono also quietly told him, "I'm thinking the same thing."

The two laughed, with Ono Mika keeping her eyes fixed on Aoyama Risa's.

Tonight, the Ono sisters noticed that they were both taking a little too long to go to the bathroom.

Even Aoyama Osamu played with his new phone for a while in his room.

Then I started editing the video.

He didn't hand it over directly to the system; if the system were made too perfectly, it would expose itself.

—System, can't you lower the bar a little?

The system did not respond. —Useless! And it claims to be intelligent!
Aoyama Ryo opened YouTube to learn how to edit videos and, incidentally, learned about and downloaded editing software.

Some require payment.

"You still want my money?" Aoyama Rika immediately felt a pang of heartache.

Making the Sunny Day Band split the cost? That's a bit stingy. He's rich now; he doesn't need to be so miserly.

But that just means he has money in his account.

Ask Ono Mika for it? Aoyama Risa could almost see the pain in her eyes.

Is there any pirated version?

"Reason?" The door opened, and Ono Mika, who had just finished showering, poked her head in.

"Sister Meihua, you've come at the right time, come in quickly," Aoyama Risa greeted.

Ono Mika walked in and knelt down beside him, a faint fragrance lingering in the air.

Mika Ono's pajamas are conservative, but after wearing them for a while, they become very thin, and you can clearly see her slender waist.

Her hair fell over her left shoulder, exuding a quiet gentleness and a touch of allure, like a married woman.

"The editing software seems to cost money," he said.

".How many?"

I was indeed heartbroken.

"So I plan to use the free version, but the result might be a bit rough. Is that okay?"

"We just need to prove we have an event, nothing too complicated, right?" Mika Ono pondered.

“Okay, I’ll just do a quick cut,” said Aoyama Risa. “It would be a waste for me to use a professional one; I might only use it once.”

Because it was something Aoyama Riki needed, Ono Mika was reluctant to part with it, but she couldn't help but hesitate. Now that she heard what he said, she felt relieved.

"Then let's use the free version," she said. "Get some rest early."

"Ah."

As Mika Ono got up and left, Osamu Aoyama, watching her retreating figure, could clearly see through her pajamas.

It's time to buy new clothes.

But given their personalities, they probably won't buy anything too expensive.

One hundred million, one hundred million, and you're still not up to par.

Aoyama Osamu continued to learn editing.

Actually, 'editing' is a great skill. In this day and age, even schools are starting to teach students how to shoot videos and act in short dramas.

Unfortunately, the system was too perfect.

On the computer screen, the images switched and the timeline jumped, and Aoyama Risa clumsily operated it.

The new phone lit up, and because the old phone was so old, the glow of the old Apple phone actually looked very high-tech.

[Akika Wagatsuma: Little brother, you've worked hard. How far along is the work?]

[F·Rino: I did some research, and editing videos takes surprisingly long. Don't stay up too late!]

[Bass Sakura: Just cut a few clips that have the most viewers, no need to put in too much effort, junior. (Attached is a selfie in the mirror before taking a shower)]

[See Love Online: Are you free? I'd like to chat with you.]

[Drummer Mengshi: Thank you for today!]

[Mika Ono: Get some rest early, don't let it affect your exam tomorrow.]

[Ono Mizuki: (Goodnight emoji)]

Aoyama didn't notice.

It's a habit from his past life; he subconsciously silences his iPhone.

[Video Editing E↑]

Aoyama Ryo stared intently at the screen, completely absorbed, sometimes lost in thought, sometimes striking quickly as if inspired.

He didn't finish work until 11:30.

I picked up my phone and browsed through the messages one by one, and realized that Ono Mizuki's goodnight message was simply because she wanted to play on her phone.

Long press to save the photo of Bass Sakurako. You can use it to threaten her later to make her perform well and not drag Ono Mika down—of course, you won't say that out loud.

Everyone should be asleep, he thought for a moment, then didn't reply.

Drinking water, going to the toilet.

When I returned, I stood in front of the Ono sisters' door like a home security guard, eavesdropping to see if they were using their phones or tablets.

Back in his room, Aoyama watched the edited video again.

"Crude and shoddy." Even he himself was disgusted with it.

But that's enough; it's not worth spending more time on.

He took out his textbook and began to study, all on his own.

Having learned his lesson, he now has little desire to rely on the system, except for physical exercise.

In fact, just seeing the 'skill name' and the '↑' is enough to give him extraordinary motivation to learn.

At one o'clock, he started yawning; at one-thirty, tears welled up in his eyes.

At two o'clock, he put down his book, lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

At four o'clock, when the familiar alarm clock on his iPhone rang, for a moment he thought he was lying in his bed from his past life.

I can't get up.

I can't get up at all.

--system.
Doing this every day is a form of laziness!
—I'm giving you a day off!

Aoyama Rika gritted her teeth, got up, threw off the covers, got out of bed, put on her clothes, and sat down at the low table to study Mandarin.

It seems it wasn't a past life; I was just not fully awake.

I'll change the ringtone later to avoid triggering neurasthenia.

An hour later, he put down Mandarin and picked up English.

The exam is held over two days. The first day only tests Mandarin and English.

English is so important because Kaiming High School is located near embassies of various countries, and there are many children of foreign nationals in the school.

Because he was very sleepy, he would occasionally open the system panel to get motivation from [Intelligence: B↑], and also to check if he had really absorbed the knowledge.

Aoyama Risa continued to move forward, stumbling and faltering.

(End of this chapter)