Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 96 Happiness: What Does It Take?
"Anyway, you guys wait here!"

After leaving those words, Aoyama Risa walked out of the practice room.

As he walked back to his room, he texted Jian Shang Ai.

[Aoyama Osamu: You yourself said you didn't want other people to see the original manuscript, so why aren't you speaking up for me?]

[See Love: Please don't message me privately in front of many people; they'll think we're close.]

[Aoyama Osamu: The relationship is really bad right now!]

Aoyama returned to his bedroom, hid the novel manuscript, and then took his computer to the training room.

"Dong Dong~"

"Come on in, don't pretend!" the drummer said.

If you're so disgusted, even if you saw everything just now, your attitude wouldn't be any different, right? You might as well have seen everything naked.

Aoyama Risa handed the computer to Mikami Ai: "Go ahead and look for it."

I quickly found the relevant website and entered the registration page.

"A group photo with the band is required." She looked at the registration requirements.

"Can we take a picture here?" my wife, Akika, asked tentatively.

“No problem.” Seeing Ai nod, “You change into your performance costumes. Even though you don’t have a resume, you should be fine by making full use of your appearance.”

"I can't believe I was praised for my looks by such a stunningly beautiful girl like my classmate." F. Rino muttered to herself in disbelief.

"Brother, go outside, they need to change their clothes." Ono Mizuki was now very wary of Aoyama Risa.

Aoyama Risa walked over, took his computer from the crowd, and remained silent regardless of the sounds around him.

"Let me know when you've changed it." He closed the door.

"There must be something wrong!"

"Maybe female classmates will come over to play, the group (beep) type!"

Bess Sakura got excited.

"Meihua, Meiyue, be careful! He might just do what's shown in the video and suddenly attack you! He could take your underwear while you're showering, sneak up on you while you're sleeping, or pretend to study while peeking at you."

Seeing that Ai's perception of Aoyama Ryo had improved a little.

She doesn't dislike men who would endure slander to take the manuscript with them.

However, even Ai couldn't help but have a slight doubt: did Aoyama Ryo really take the computer solely for the original manuscript?

Furthermore, based on Sakura's current words and actions, she probably guessed what the previous 'twenty centimeters' meant.

The current rating for the Sunny Day Band is: D.

"He might even secretly install surveillance cameras in this room, take us down one by one, and use the footage to blackmail us!"

E.

“Sakura, stop talking. If you keep going, you'll only become a bad person in everyone’s eyes.” Akika Gasai put her hand on her friend’s shoulder.

The Sunny Band changed into idol outfits—Mika Ono also had one, which was why they changed clothes before, wanting to try them on together.

After seeing Ai take photos, Aoyama Risa walked in.

"You've made your reservation. We'll hear back in half an hour. During that time, everyone should practice in their idol outfits," said Ai Mikami.

"May I take the computer?" Aoyama asked.

I waved to Shang Ai when I saw her.

Aoyama Risa no longer wanted to stay there. The air felt stale, as uncomfortable as a boy's bedroom that had never been ventilated.

He returned to his room and comforted himself by writing.

No matter when, no matter what I've just experienced, once I start writing "Detective A," I forget about it all.

The buzzing of his phone woke him up.

[See Love: Approved]

Aoyama Ryo put down his phone and continued writing.

"Om~"

Are you annoyed?
[See above: Paste this onto your desktop]

Ok?
Aoyama Ryo pastes a photo onto the desktop, and it is copied.

I just saw that Ai had logged into her account on this laptop, and before she could log out, Aoyama Risa, who seemed to have pornographic videos hidden on the computer, took it back.

Click on the photo. It's from today's meeting with Shang Ai. She's standing in a space surrounded by a flower wall, engrossed in playing the violin.

[See the photos from the class reunion: At least you'll have a photo of me in your life now.]

Who wants this kind of thing!

Green Mountain is a vast expanse of reason.

The fabric of the dress is really nice, the earrings are quite exquisite, the neckline is like this, the details on the chest are also very meticulous, and the bow on the belt...
Just in case, please note: This is for research purposes.

As expected of an A-grade beauty, she has the same appeal as "Detective A".

In other words, Aoyama Rima appreciates Mikami Ai's photos as if they were a book, without any other intention than to use them as inspiration.

He logged out of the account he used to meet his lover.

A wise person does not stand under a crumbling wall; things that could make one a bad person should not be kept at hand.

The same goes for photos.

If the phone or computer is on him, will he still be able to do whatever he wants when the Ono sisters borrow his phone?

Aoyama Ryo also deleted the photos.

Without the account and photos, his mind was immediately clear, and he continued writing.

I'm typing faster and faster, and I should be able to finish this novel of about 120,000 words by noon tomorrow.

Having roughly determined the timeframe for completion, Aoyama Risa began to wind himself up sufficiently.

After making ramen and eating dinner, he continued writing.

I go to bed at 2 AM and wake up at 4 AM.

By noon on the third day of the Golden Week holiday, I had finally finished writing.

At the same time, the spring in the clockwork completely loosened, and he regained control of his body.

He stood by the window, stretching his body towards the courtyard.

This time it was because I took the house and money in advance, but I can't do that again next time. While writing, I can't forget to exercise and take care of my health.

Aoyama Osamu left the room, while the Ono sisters were studying in the living room.

"Would you like to go for a walk?" he asked.

"Are you finished writing?" Ono Mika looked at him.

"Yes." Aoyama nodded and smiled. "I'm sorry I couldn't spend Golden Week with you."

"Stop talking nonsense and bring me the manuscript right now!" Ono Mizuki couldn't wait!
"It's in the room, go get it yourself." Aoyama Ryou picked up the TV remote, lay down leisurely on the living room sofa, and turned on the TV.

"Did you move all the things that can't be shown to others?" Mizuki Ono asked.

"Don't try to imitate Senior Sakura and the others!"

"Hehe~, Unnie, I still believe in you!" Ono Mizuki laughed and ran into his room.

To be honest, Aoyama Ryo felt it was better not to believe it. If it weren't for the Ono sisters, there would have been some on his computer sooner or later, even if there wasn't any now.

"Ryo." Ono Mika brought over snacks and drinks. "Thank you for your hard work."

"You started doing part-time jobs right after graduating from junior high school. Compared to you, what am I doing?"

“My previous part-time job doesn’t change the fact that you’re suffering now.”

Aoyama Rika sighed, "If all the hardships I've endured in my life were equal to the hardships you've suffered, I would be content."

"A competition of enduring hardship?" Mika Ono couldn't help but laugh.

“Sister Meihua,” Aoyama looked straight at her, “I will make you and Meiyue happy for the rest of your lives.”

"For a person to be happy, it is not enough to just live well and have money; there must be other things as well."

Ono Mika looked back at Aoyama Osamu, and the two locked eyes.

She has a gentle and quiet appearance, and a charming smile that makes people want to make her their wife.

Looking at him quietly at this moment, his handsome face was calm, revealing a breathtaking beauty.

“What I mean,” Ono Mika suddenly laughed, “isn’t you going to become someone who only cares about money?”

“I understand what you mean.” As he was speaking, Aoyama Rika looked behind Ono Mika. “Mizuki, don’t look at things while walking, you’ll trip and fall.”

Mika Ono turned around, and before she knew it, Mizuki Ono was already standing in the living room with her computer.

Mizuki Ono didn't hear Osamu Aoyama speak. She continued to stare at the screen as if her gaze was being drawn to it, and slowly walked over.

(End of this chapter)