Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 93 I have no strengths
[Ono Mizuki: My senior, Wagami, asked you to bring the senior you met over.]

[Ono Mizuki: Remember to say nice things!]

[Aoyama Ryo: Received]

"Didn't you say you wouldn't lie? Aren't you afraid of turning into a beetle?" Aoyama said as he put away his phone.

"Only Aoyama Osamu becomes a beetle when he lies, but Mikami Ai doesn't." This is what Mikami Ai herself said.

She is strict with others and lenient with herself; no wonder she never has any worries.

“Come back, Athenian philosophy needs you.” (See the image above, where he gazes at her.)

"I was just answering your question. It doesn't affect my decision. Now that I don't owe you anything, we'll have no further relationship."

"You're such a hassle. I'd rather face it than run away from it."

"face?"

"If you fall in love with me and I reject you, you won't care about it anymore."

"..."

"How about this, you come back, and I'll give you a chance to pursue me?"

"..."

"You're pushing your luck. Fine, come back. I have a little bit of affection for you, maybe a little more than a cookie crumb."

"..."

Are you tempted?

"Is this silence any different from before?" Aoyama was puzzled. How could this be misunderstood as being attracted to someone?
Cookie crumbs? Does he think he's a goldfish?

Seeing that Shang Ai had her arms crossed, she smiled and leaned closer to observe him, asking, "Are you smitten?"

"In any case, I don't want to get involved with dangerous people," Aoyama replied without changing his expression.

“From childhood to adulthood, I’ve been praised for my beauty every day, but you’re the first person to say I’m dangerous and to actively avoid me.”

"Because I know my own limitations, I stay away from you. With my own abilities, I can easily live a leisurely and happy life."

What if you meet me?

"It's a thankless task." After saying that, Aoyama changed the subject, "They want you to come over."

Seeing that Shang Ai nodded, she asked, "Want to come along?"

"No, I plan to finish writing 'Detective A' in the next couple of days."

"How much have you written?"

"It's halfway done."

"Give it to me right now!" If she weren't worried about disturbing Aoyama Ryo's thoughts, she would urge him to hurry up every time she saw him.

I really want to know what will happen next.

Anyone who has read this book will have this mindset, but so far, no one who has read this book, including Mizuki Ono, has bothered Osamu Aoyama.

I was also a little hesitant, afraid that urging him would disrupt his train of thought.

“Not now,” Aoyama Ryo refused.

Before Aoyama could finish speaking, he saw Ai immediately ask, "Is the writing not going well?"

Qingya's face was full of worry—she probably had a lot of goodwill from Oreos, but unfortunately it was for "Detective A".

“I promised Mika and Mizuki that I would make them the first readers of the novel,” said Aoyama Risa.

“I don’t dislike men who treat their families well.” Seeing Ai laugh, “Then I’ll just have to put up with it a little longer.”

She walked towards the house.

He suddenly stopped midway, turned halfway around to look at Aoyama Risa: "Aoyama-kun."

"Ok?"

"I will definitely bring you back," the black-haired girl said. "Compared to testing clubs, I find it more interesting to harshly reject you and watch your school life of unrequited love."

"That's easy, I'll grant your wish right now—meet me, classmate, I like you, I like you the most in the world, please go out with me."

"really?"

"real."

"Okay."

"."

The girl walked away with a smile.

You can't ask if it's true or false, you absolutely can't ask. If you do, you've already lost. Qingshan, you can't afford to embarrass yourself any further!
Only Aoyama Risa remained in the courtyard.

With his hands in his pockets, he felt relaxed, gazing at the Japanese-style architecture before him, while the faint strains of Ono sisters' singing drifted into his ears.

Go back to writing.

Just as I was about to step out, the doorbell rang.

Who?
Could it be Miyako Yaeko? No, if it were her, she would have already come in the same time the doorbell rang.

I opened the door, and there was an Amazon delivery.

Aoyama Risa went back to her room to get the stamp to sign for the package, then carried the box back to the courtyard with light steps.

He didn't immediately start tilling the land and planting seeds. He had guests at home today, and besides, he wanted to finish writing "Detective A" as soon as possible and then submit the entire manuscript. His new life was entirely built on this book, "Detective A," so he would finish it first and then think about everything else.

Doing this will make you feel more relaxed when doing other things.

Aoyama Ryo put the delivery box in the warehouse, washed his hands, and went back to his room to continue writing.

Although the entire text was already in my mind, I still couldn't help but feel a great sense of surprise when I actually wrote it down because of the wonderful sentences and ingenious ideas.

Lines of emotionally charged sentences appeared on the computer screen.

The words were so beautiful to read that it felt as if you could actually taste them, making you feel that they were the result of magic, rather than written by a human.

The knocking on the door brought Aoyama Risa back to her senses.

He felt as if his experience just now was as if he had been controlled by "Detective A," just like Ginny was controlled by Voldemort and unconsciously opened the secret room and released the basilisk.

—You're really scary, Koito.

"Unnie, time to cook!" Ono Mizuki called out sweetly.

"coming."

Aoyama Rika and Ono Mizuki went into the kitchen and washed their hands.

"Mizuki," Aoyama Ryou said thoughtfully, "how about we do something else?"

"do not want!"

"It tastes just as good as a hamburger steak."

"Can you guarantee that?"

"ensure."

"Then give it a try." Ono Mizuki was a little worried, but she agreed anyway.

Aoyama wants to try and see if learning another dish can improve his [Cooking E] rating.

"Mizuki, is there any dish you particularly want to eat?" he asked.

"Brother's hamburger steak!"

"Got it, anything tastes good."

Ask Aoi, how about making her favorite dish? (Aoyama Ritsuko)

Make her favorite food every day so that she can't live without him because of the taste. Once she falls in love with him, dump her as revenge for being played today!
Forget it, let's not be so childish.

"Have you decided what to make?" Ono Mizuki asked as she washed the ingredients for the sukiyaki. "What do you need? I'll wash it for you first."

"Just make a simple bowl of noodles."

"Hand-Pulled Noodle?"

"Poor hospitality!"

"You haven't started yet, have you?"

“Mizuki, in baseball, when a batter stands in the batter's box and points the bat out of the field, it means ‘I’m going to hit a home run.’ My ‘poor hospitality’ means the same thing. Victory is certain, we will definitely win!” Aoyama Ritsu tied on his apron.

--system!
"Baseball?" Ono Mizuki seemed to remember something. "Didn't you get struck out by three... what??"

—Wait a minute, standby.

"How did you know?" asked Aoyama Risa curiously.

"Even if I don't want to hear about you, I'll still hear about it," Ono Mizuki said helplessly.

What did they say about me?

"Besides being handsome, what else can you say?" Ono Mizuki's sweet face was full of disdain, conveying the message, 'You better reflect on your actions.'

"..." Aoyama Ryo had no way to refute it.

He is an ordinary person who has no strengths other than being extremely handsome, and he is not even good at studying.

--system!
[Start your 'cooking' tutorial]

Wheat flour, salt, water, dry powder;
Mix and knead the dough.

The distinct knuckles of the fingers gripped the dough, pulling, folding, and flipping it, then slapping it on the work surface.

Ono Mizuki glanced at him and couldn't help but smile.

Her lips were a lovely, bright red, like the color of delicious cherries, and when she smiled affectionately, she was adorable and charming.

While the dough was fermenting, System Aoyama took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and simmered the broth.

Aoyama Ryosuke decided to make ramen after checking the ingredients; he didn't want to suddenly borrow money to buy ingredients halfway through making the system.

Then I took out eight more bowls and lined them up on the counter to start preparing the seasonings.

Once the seasonings were finished, the dough had fermented and developed a smooth, silky sheen.

After sprinkling the dry powder, System Aoyama Risa began to pull by hand.

Suddenly, He reached out and flicked his hand, and from the scattered dry powder, strands of strong fabric emerged.

Boil the water, add the ingredients, remove from heat, and plate.

—You can leave now!

"I'm sorry for the poor hospitality!" Aoyama Risa turned around and said to the girls who were crowding at the kitchen door.

(End of this chapter)