Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 84 It's all for research purposes

Despite a home run, Kaiming High School still lost.

The opponent appears to be one of the top four teams in the Spring Koshien tournament. Although they did not send their main players, it is already quite impressive that Kaiming was able to play a full nine innings against such a strong school.

After watching the match, Aoyama Ryo prepared to go to the kendo club.

He was more looking forward to improving his Kendo E skill than to the material quality of the Kendo Jade Dragon Flag.

Maybe he can become a sword saint!

"Aoyama-san!"

Aoyama turned around, and the female manager of the baseball team caught up with him, her skirt bouncing up and down.

"Yonghai, is there something you need?" he asked curiously.

"Qingshan, I didn't have a chance to talk to you during the competition—please don't take my words to heart!"

"I should be apologizing to you. I don't like baseball, but I still joined the baseball club."

“It has nothing to do with whether I like it or not! As long as Aoyama-kun can join, I’ll be very happy!” Nagami looked at Aoyama Ryo.

".That's good."

"Aoyama-kun, will you ever come back to the baseball club?" the female manager asked cautiously.

“Yes, I will go,” Aoyama Ryo replied.

Nagahae laughed.

Just being struck out once isn't enough to write a novel.

If the clothes get dirty, let the system wash them; don't let Ono Mizuki help.

Maybe she can even help the Ono sisters with their laundry, easing the burden on Ono Mizuki.

After saying goodbye to Nagami, Aoyama Ryo continued on to the kendo club.

"Buzz~" Just then, my cell phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated.

[Yaeko Miyagi: Stand still and wait for me]

He looked around and found a bench to sit down.

Although the bench is old, its design still gives it a nice feel.

The sky was clear, the breeze was pleasant, and the sound of larks could be heard from somewhere.

Miyako and Ai walked from the baseball field and saw Aoyama Risa sitting on a bench, holding a phone in one hand and trying to make a baseball throwing motion with the other.

Upon approaching, Miyaeko asked directly, "Are you interested in the female manager of the baseball team?"

"Huh?" Aoyama Risa looked up.

Miyako Yaeko, with her long, slender legs clad in black stockings, looked him down at him and said, "It seems not."

"Of course not!" Aoyama put away his phone and stood up. "I was just gathering material; baseball might come in handy."

"Just in case, I should also clarify one point: my next trip to the kendo club is not because I'm interested in the blonde swordswoman, but also to gather material."

“Source material is such a convenient word,” Miyako Yaeko chuckled with a hint of mockery.

"Although I am not yet a formal novelist, isn't my novel 'Detective A' largely based on reality?"

"Then why don't you take inspiration from me?" Miyako Yaeko retorted.

"Who says there isn't? One of my plans is to fall in love with you."

Miyako Yaeko's smile became kind.

Aoyama Rika looked at Mikami Ai: "And her too."

Miyako Yaeko's smile became even more amiable.

Seeing that Ai's face was expressionless, as if she were staring intently at Aoyama Risa with her eyes deep inside, a gentle breeze was blowing through the hair at her temples.

“The Sunny Day Band, one hundred people,” the student council president said.

"Really?" Aoyama Ryouko begged for mercy.

That being said, if the system guides you to beg for mercy, will you be 100% forgiven?
That's incredible.

I must try my hand on Ono Mizuki another day.

“Of course it’s fake.” Miyako Yaeko chuckled lightly. “The student council has its own rules and regulations, and everyone must follow them. Even as the student council president, I would not act arbitrarily.”

She said 'no,' not 'cannot.'

“So,” Miyako Yaeko continued, “if I say fifty, then I must say fifty. If we can’t finish, given our relationship, I can’t help the Sunny Day Band.”

Aoyama Risa didn't think there was any relationship between the two.

Perhaps it was precisely because they had no connection that she couldn't help him?
In short, it's good that it didn't become a hundred people.

"Is there something you two wanted to see me about?" Aoyama asked the question that should have been asked from the beginning. "If not, I need to go to the kendo club for club activities."

“We’re on our way too,” said Miyako Yaeko.

She further explained, "It's rare for the Athens Philosophy Research Department to come together for a full-scale operation, to unleash their absolute strength, and to test the level of the Kendo Club."

There are two points that need to be corrected here.

First, Aoyama Risa was not a member of the Athenian Philosophical Research Department;

Secondly, Ono Mizuki, a real member of the club, did not come, so it is not considered that everyone was present.

But it is not important.

"What does 'absolute power' mean?" Aoyama asked, puzzled.

“I and Ai Mikami were in the kendo club in junior high school. Since your goal is the blonde swordswoman, your kendo skills should at least be enough to dominate the Jade Dragon Flag.”

"I think I've already explained it. My only goal has always been: to gather material!"

The reputation of a novelist's source material will be defended by Qingshan!
"I'll leave Aoi and me be, we're going to be ladies now," Miyako Yaeko said, seemingly ignoring Aoyama Ri. "You'll be on stage later. If you win, I'll allow the Sunny Day Band to continue using their current club in May." "So we can't use it after all?"

"Fan clubs don't offer such good treatment."

"What if I cut them down one by one, wiping out the entire kendo club?"

To write the Jade Dragon Flag, one must respect the Jade Dragon Flag. Aoyama Ryo is preparing to serve as a sparring partner for the Kendo Club.

Even if they are defeated by the system without any power to resist, Jun Aizawa and the others should still see a significant increase in strength.

Aoyama Riki does not intend to keep the benefits of the system to himself.

It can also improve the quality of materials, which can be helpful to the Sunny Day Band.

Everyone can benefit.

“Let me think about it,” Miyako Yaeko said with an interested expression. “If you defeat the entire Kendo Club, the student council will give priority to the Athens Philosophy Research Club’s evaluation when reviewing clubs in the future.”

To reiterate, Osamu Aoyama is no longer a member of the Athens Philosophy Research Department.

Meanwhile, the head of the Athens Philosophy Research Department, Jian Shangai, was not only slandered by the Sunny Day Band for his lyrics, but also just witnessed the embarrassing side of the band members.

The rating will definitely not be high.

"Can I get another one?"

"Don't push your luck. As far as I know, for things you don't understand, you can ask for your opinion."

“Actually, I’ve already left the club,” Aoyama Rina said.

"Oh?" Miyako Yaeko laughed. "Since you're no longer here, I'll withdraw as well."

She turned to look at Aoi Mikami, who had been silent since the beginning: "According to the latest regulations, a club must have at least three members. Right now, it's just you and Mizuki Ono. If no new members join within a week, the club will have to be disbanded."

It turns out that Miyako knew that Ono Mizuki was a member of the Masayuki Research Club.

"I will find a new member within a week." Mikami Ai's response was very calm.

Everyone has to move forward. Even if she doesn't want to recruit new members, she will have to find new club members due to the decrease in members and school regulations.

The three headed to the kendo club.

The two girls were tall and slender. Although they both had long black hair, their styles were quite different: one was glamorous, and the other was elegant.

Three or four steps behind the other two was Aoyama Rika, whose appearance was fairly decent.

He looked up at the sky and suddenly felt that the sound of the wind instruments was a bit noisy.

Upon arriving at the Kendo Club, Miyako Yaeko stated directly that the Kendo Club would be evaluated based on its kendo practices.

If their performance is unsatisfactory, the kendo club will have to share a dojo with both boys and girls, and the school will no longer provide free buses for them to go on expeditions—competitions, training camps, etc.

As for her performance, she was dissatisfied and the department was dismissed.

By the time Aoyama Risa came to his senses, he had already put on his kendo uniform and was facing off against Jun Aizawa, the vanguard of the kendo club.

“I’ve been looking forward to this ever since you joined the kendo club, Aoyama.” Jun Aizawa’s expression was hidden behind his mask, making it difficult to see clearly. “The president said you are very strong. Please forget our friendship and show your full strength!”

"Full strength?"

"That's right!"

"That's not a good idea." Aoyama Risa wasn't planning to use the power of the Tailed Beast.

"It's not good to let the water out!"

"Are you sure?"

"Come on!" Although Aizawa Jun's expression was not visible, the fighting spirit in his eyes was crystal clear.

"Alright, then I'll show you the full power of Aoyama." Aoyama agreed.

--system!
[Complex environment detected, please select]

[Teaching, Competition, Battlefield]

battlefield?

Was anyone there trying to kill him?!

--sports!

"Begin!" the presiding judge announced.

The two people who were squatting up instantly stood up.

"noodle!!!!"

Systematic guidance, absolute standards, including the essential ki (energy alignment) required in Kendo.

The system's Aoyama Risa's scorching sword instantly broke through Aizawa Jun's defenses, killing him and severing his courage in the process.

"Score!" The referee was a beat slow in raising the flag.

A commotion broke out in the dojo, but eventually subsided, and everyone's eyes fell on the System, Aoyama Ryou.

He walked back to the starting line, stood still with his sword, and waited for his next opponent.

Like an invincible level boss in a game, it always waits for challengers in the same posture.

"Don't you think his current state is strange?" Miyako Yaeko, watching from the sidelines, whispered to Mikami Ai with a smile.

"Strange?" Jian Ai asked, puzzled.

"Ever since you said you would be recruiting new members within a week, he has become a bit like you are now, dull and silent."

"is it?"

“I kept watching him. He was completely different from the baseball player. He was so focused, as if he had given his body to his instincts.”

She looked just like the little Aoyama Rika who carried her out of the car accident scene when she was seven years old.

(End of this chapter)