Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 77 This is definitely stalking.

There are 58 days left until the Koshien preliminary round.

This method of timing seems a bit strange, but it's so eye-catching that I see it every day on my way to and from school.

Whenever Aoyama Risa sees this countdown, he is reminded of the fear of being dominated by the 100-day countdown to the college entrance exam.

This is clearly a matter for the baseball team, so why add pressure to innocent people?

Someone has clearly forgotten that they are also a member of the baseball team.

On Thursday at 10:30 a.m., the Mandarin exam ended with a shout of "Stop!"

"Oh no, oh no! I memorized it before, but I forgot it all during the exam!" the basketball girl said anxiously.

But every time the test papers were handed out, she would say, "Huh? I guessed right!"

Are all basketball players this despicable? Or is it just her?

One more thing to mention: Aoyama Risa lost to her by a hair's breadth in the battle for the main character seat (the second to last seat by the window in the classroom).

"How did the exam go, Aoyama?" Jun Aizawa asked.

"I feel pretty good. The two weeks of missing classes shouldn't affect my grades."

"As for Mandarin, missing a month won't make a difference. The real challenge is losing twenty points next!" Kobayashi Shiki leaned closer.

"I'll treat you to drinks later," said Aoyama Risa.

"Rigo, you'll definitely get a perfect score this time!" Kobayashi Shiki truly lives up to his reputation as a member of the soccer club; his acting skills are exceptional.

"It's a bit early for dinner. Shall we study in the classroom for a while?" Jun Aizawa suggested.

"Excuse me, I have to go to the student council." Aoyama Risa stood up.

"Didn't the club activities stop during the exam period? By the way, Aoyama, which club are you in now?" Kobayashi Shiki asked, puzzled.

"Where there are beautiful girls, there I am."

Just as fish chase after comfortable water temperatures and deep-sea nutrients, only the air exhaled by a beautiful girl can sustain him.

"Then why did you quit the Athens Philosophy Research Department? I heard that many people wanted to join, but were all rejected by Ai-kun." Jun Aizawa didn't understand either.

"It's very simple, the Athenian Philosophy Department only has one beautiful girl."

"Aoyama-kun, do we count as beautiful girls?" The girls, who were at the top of the fourth class pyramid, asked, according to Japan's method of calculating combat power.

"Of course it counts."

They are indeed all beautiful girls.

But it can't compare to seeing love.

When Aoyama Ryo is with them, he won't fall in love with them because of their appearance, but when he's with Mikami Ai, he'll fall in love with her simply because of her appearance.

This may be the difference between B and A.

Judging A's appearance can make people overlook their inner qualities and personality, and fall completely in love with this person.

There's also Miyako Yaeko.

Spending a lot of time with her might make you forget even the smallest grudges or bigger hatreds between you.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry to get to the student council, so I'll have to go now." Aoyama Ryou said goodbye and left.

The girls chatted with Kobayashi Shiki and Aizawa Jun for a while longer before going back to their studies.

Kobayashi Shiki and Aizawa Jun are both good, but they can't surpass the importance of studying in the hearts of beautiful girls. However, if Aoyama Risa were here, they could temporarily ignore studying and just chat.

Appearance A is the original sin; it should not exist.

But it does exist in reality, so there's only one way to make it disappear—avoid contact and actively sever ties.

Aoyama Ryo arrived at the student council.

Perhaps because of exams, the student council wasn't as busy as usual today.

Knock on the door.

After receiving permission, he went inside.

The exams had just ended, and all the student council members were already here. They weren't working, so they were all studying English.

Even the student council president herself, Yaeko Miyase, studies there.

Is it possible to create a student council that is impeccable in both management skills and academic performance?

too frightening.

"Did you need something from me?" Miyako asked with a smile, pencil in hand.

In the future, when Aoyama Ryo reminisces about his school days, this scene will surely appear: a girl holding a pen, smiling as she gazes at him.

"Will this disturb you?" He glanced at the group.

"Go back, everyone," Miyako Yaeko said to the group.

They must have just arrived not long ago.

"Yes." Everyone stood up.

Aoyama Ryo felt it would be more convenient for the two of them to go out.

However, from Miyako Yaeko's perspective, as the absolute leader, she couldn't possibly go out on her own.

Moreover, she probably wouldn't even have the idea of ​​'going out on her own', let alone consider it.

The door closed, leaving only Yaeko Miyase and Risa Aoyama in the Western-style retro student council office.

"This is a record of the Sunny Day Band's activities." Aoyama Risa handed over his phone, which contained edited videos.

Click to play "Yaeko Miyagi".

Music was coming from inside.

We met in such a casual moment, at the crossroads on my way home. I heard you say, "Let's go home together."

The voices of Mika Ono and Mizuki Ono intertwined.

They only know how to sing these old songs, and after their mother passed away, they probably haven't heard any new songs.

Miyako turned off the video.

That's how it is in the workplace. Aoyama worked hard for two hours to edit, but the other party only watched it for two seconds.

"Can we give them a chance?" Aoyama asked.

Miyako lightly scratched her black hair with the end of her pen, looked at her phone screen, and said, "Should I consider your feelings?"

"No need! Please don't!"

“I can’t do it.” Miyako Yaeko looked up at him with a smile on her face. “The moment I see you, I can’t help but be nice to you.”

"It was just an accident, I didn't pay any attention to it."

"I didn't care about that matter; I only care about you."

"Confession?" Qingshan asked.

“It hasn’t reached that level yet. It’s more like,” Miyako Yaeko looked at the pen in her hand, “you are like this pen. I like this pen very much, and what I like, I must get.”

They completely treat the green hills like objects!
This is outrageous!
She held the pen to her lips and gazed at Aoyama Ryou with a smile.

and many more!

Osamu Aoyama himself does not agree with the view that he is treated as an object!

He felt that Miyako Yaeko wasn't that bad.

The opening lines of The Great Gatsby read: "Whenever you feel like criticizing anyone, just remember that all the people in this world have had the advantages that you have."

The environment in which Miyako Yaeko grew up clearly prevented her from having a normal view of love.

Of all the pens, she liked the one in her hand the most;

Similarly, among men, she only likes Aoyama Rin.

“However, since you say you don’t need to care about me, then I will handle this officially,” said Miyako Yaeko. “In May, at least two performances will be held at the school. If the audience for even one performance exceeds fifty people, I will rescind the order to abolish the club.”

"Can we use unorthodox methods?" Aoyama Ryo asked tentatively.

“You can use it.” Miyako Yaeko smiled sweetly.

I don't know if this is a threat, or if it means that anything related to Aoyama Rin is acceptable.

"Oh, right." Miyako Yaeko remembered something, "The house has been prepared for you, and you can move in anytime. I will send you the address."

"There's still some money left, I've prepaid it for you. Although I don't want it, I guess you don't want to owe me a favor, so remember to pay me back."

"Could you please waive the property purchase tax for me?" Aoyama Risa said with a touch of ingratiating enthusiasm.

This isn't about owing someone a favor; it's about bargaining.

Miyako glanced at him and smiled, "Alright."

"Thank you."

"In addition, there is property tax. The house is valued at 6 million yen, and the property tax is 280 million yen."

"280 million?!"

“Every year,” Miyako Yaeko added with a smile.

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"There are also maintenance and upkeep costs. Of course, you can manage it yourself. However, although the house isn't big, it might be quite a struggle for just the three of you."

"How much will it cost in total?" Aoyama Risa used his mind to control his heart, not allowing it to beat too fast later.

"I'll give you a cheaper estimate, 300,000 per month—you can also hire someone to estimate it yourself. Some parts don't need to be so important, and it doesn't matter if the materials used are a little inferior. The price should be half off."

300,000 a month, that's 3.6 million a year. Add in property tax, and it's... 6.1 million a year!
Even if you do nothing, you can only live there for 16 years with 100 million yuan.

In addition, there are tuition fees, living expenses, and travel expenses for the three students going to university, as well as expenses for buying clothes, cars, and so on.

“I look forward to your second book,” Yaeko Miyagi said with a smile, her chin resting on her hands with her fingers interlaced.

"I'll contact you when I've finished writing it."

Money is just the foundation. I thought this foundation was already solid, like the foundation of a house, and all I had to do was figure out what kind of house to build.

As a result, the foundation still needs continuous reinforcement.

“There’s one more thing,” Miyako Yaeko suddenly said, as if she had just remembered something. “I’ve been paying attention to your name. You’ve joined quite a few clubs lately?”

"Hmm, did we break the rules?" Aoyama asked.

He currently holds memberships in three clubs: the Kendo Club, the Sunny Day Band Club, and the Baseball Club.

"No, provided your attendance rate is satisfactory. I'll turn a blind eye to this one; your name is on the attendance sheet, so I'll assume you were present."

To be honest, Aoyama Riki did not want to receive any special treatment from her.

But there's nothing we can do about it.

Let's give her a bigger share of the profits from the second book.

“Then I’ll go back,” said Aoyama Risa.

“If you have any needs, you can come to me,” Miyako Yaeko said with a smile.

That's a bit erotic.

on purpose?
Aoyama Ryo opened the student council door, immediately took a step back, and Mikami Ai, who was about to knock, almost knocked on him.

(End of this chapter)