Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 97 How am I supposed to improve?

"Mizuki, be careful!" Ono Mika reminded her with a hint of reproach.

Mizuki Ono finally came to her senses.

"Sis, it's so beautiful, you have to come and see it too!" She hurriedly sat down on the carpet in front of the sofa and placed the computer between herself and Ono Mika.

Mika Ono had also been eager to see what happened next.

Aoyama glanced at the two engrossed in their reading. It was noon. Was no one cooking?

some.

He turned off the TV and got up to make lunch.

Open the refrigerator and check the food inside.

Then open your phone, go to TikTok, and follow 'Home Economics Teacher'.

The 'home economics teacher' is his home economics teacher, the one who taught him how to make hamburger patties.

Compared to other cooking video creators of unknown origin, 'Home Economics Teacher' can at least guarantee that the dishes are suitable for high school students.

Secondly, if something happens, the person involved can be found quickly.

After browsing through the available ingredients, he selected 'fried chicken', 'bamboo shoots and clams in butter', and 'twice-cooked pork' and 'tomato and egg soup' out of nostalgia.

—My other self, please!
[Start your 'cooking' tutorial]

This time, Aoyama was a bit more serious.

While lacking culinary talent can be an advantage, if one cannot improve their cooking skills even with systematic guidance, their basic dignity will inevitably be undermined.

[Cooking Skills E↑]

The oil temperature was just right, and the fried chicken pieces turned out golden and tempting.
Bamboo shoots and clams is a Japanese appetizer, served in small portions to each person. It looks so appetizing that it would make customers feel like they've already gotten their money's worth after just one appetizer, and they would look forward to the next dish.

The twice-cooked pork was a perfect lantern roll; Aoyama Rika had never seen one this good in the country.
Even though it's just a simple tomato and egg soup, it's still quite unique.

【Evaluation Improvement】

[Cooking Skills: E→D]

—I still have talent!
[Special skill upgraded, reward received, claim now?]

Not only basic attributes, but there are also rewards for upgrading [Special] attributes?
Does the system offer that many rewards? It's like a 60-year-old lady getting an egg for walking 100 meters; there are never enough eggs.

--receive!
【Rewards are being drawn】

[Avenging one's humiliation *1]

--What's the meaning?
Wash away the shame of the past.

Aoyama Risa did not feel that there was anything shameful about her life.

Wait a minute, it seems there was someone recently who was adjusting his pants by the window and was seen by Ai.

How can we avenge this defeat? Aoyama Ryo became interested.

Make him take off his pants in front of her?

--use

System·Aoyama Ryo picked up his phone and dialed the female manager's number.

--.Um?
"Arrange a chance for me to play." System Aoyama Risa got straight to the point.

"Aoyama-kun?" The female manager didn't react immediately. "You're going to go on stage?"

"Yes."

"Grandpa—"

"Is it possible?" System Aoyama interrupted.

"Okay, okay!" the female manager agreed.

More than being afraid, Aoyama Ryou felt that she seemed more excited?
The fact that she likes to show a little bit of her safety shorts... could she be a pervert?
This girl also has a lot of problems.

"There's a practice match tomorrow morning, Aoyama-kun, I'll definitely let you play!"

System Qingshan Li hung up the phone directly.

—You're so rude!

System Aoyama Risa dialed Miyako Yaeko's number again.

"Do you need my help again?" The student council president's voice came from across the room.

"Come to school tomorrow morning for the baseball team's practice game. I'll be playing."

"Baseball club?"

The system, led by Aoyama Ryo, crashed.

Miyaeko decided to go, not because of baseball, but because he hung up on her.

Then came meeting my love.

"Have they arrived yet?" she asked.

"Come to school tomorrow morning for the baseball team's practice game. I'll be playing."

"Baseball club?"

System·Aoyama Ryo hung up the phone.

Seeing that Ai-ya decided to go, it wasn't because Aoyama Osamu hung up on her, but for the baseball club. She wasn't in a good mood last time and didn't watch carefully, but this time she had to give this club a rating.

Aoyama Risa regained her body.

Ignoring Aoi and Yaeko Miyagi for the moment, he immediately sent a message to the female manager.

[Nagami: Aoyama-kun, I've already begged Grandpa, and on the condition that he gives me a massage, he's allowed you to appear!]

Aoyama Risa's fingers stopped.

It started moving again.

[Aoyama Ryou: I didn't go into details earlier, but it was actually for the activities of the Athens Philosophy Research Department. But don't worry, I won't let you down this time!]

This answer should be acceptable—it won't cause the female manager to misunderstand anything, and it won't let her down.
—System! You! You promised revenge, but instead you're playing baseball?!
As if the system was responding to him, a scene appeared in his mind.

Seeing Ai and Yaeko Miyase watching the boy hit a home run; Ono Mizuki learns from a first-year girl that Aoyama Riki was struck out.

Okay, this is a disgrace, but have you thought about this? Redeeming yourself means you played well. If you played well, will the baseball team let you off the hook?
The system did not answer.

Obviously, this is not a problem for Him.

Aoyama Rika served the dishes and added more rice before going to the living room to wake up the two sisters who were reading novels.

"Dinner's ready!" He gently patted Ono Mika's shoulder and Ono Mizuki's head—she was too short.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Ono Mizuki waved his hand away.

"Rin, wait a minute." Even Ono Mika was captivated.

Aoyama brought all the dishes to the living room and placed them on the low table. The moment the first two dishes were placed on the table, their attention was diverted.

When Aoyama brought over the third and fourth dishes, they got up to wash their hands.

"It's delicious, so delicious!" Ono Mizuki buried her sweet little face in the bowl.

Aoyama Rika picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork and ate it along with the steaming white rice.

The taste of home.

I took a sip of the tomato and egg soup and squeezed lemon juice onto the chicken pieces.

After finishing the chicken nuggets, I picked up a clam and then had a small bite of rice.

“Rational,” Mika Ono said contentedly, “I just said that a happy life is not just about living well and having money, but also about having meals cooked by family.”

“I’ll make these for you occasionally when I’m not writing books,” said Aoyama Osamu.

Eating such delicious meals at home all the time isn't necessarily a happy thing; eating them occasionally is what brings true happiness.

The Ono sisters did not express any dissatisfaction with the term "occasionally".

First, Aoyama Rika's occasional occurrences were very frequent, almost daily;
Secondly, it's also important for Aoyama Ryo to make money;

Third, the novels they write are so good that they want to keep reading!
After dinner, the Ono sisters washed the dishes, while Aoyama Risa started tinkering with the yard.

"Here we come!"

The shouts reached his ears even before the doorbell rang.

They will be performing on stage this evening, and they even canceled their tutoring classes.

"Aoyama-kun, what are you doing?" Upon entering, F. Rino noticed the newly cleared land.

"I'm going to grow vegetables," said Aoyama Risa.

"How could you bear to destroy such a beautiful courtyard!" the drummer Mengshi exclaimed.

“Tampering with your own yard is a joy, and as for whether it’s ‘destructive’ to you, we’ll talk about that later.” Aoyama Ryo took out his phone and dialed Mikami Ai’s number.

"You can come over now, everyone's here."

With a whoosh, the four girls quickly ran into the house.

"How despicable!"

"Shameless villain!"

"I thought he was just a lecher, but I didn't expect him to be a sadist. I misjudged him!"

I really want to bury them in the ground; they're sure to grow into chili peppers that look like ginseng fruits.

"A Girl Band is Buried in the Vegetable Garden of Qingshan"?
He continued farming while imagining how the girls would use it.

Soon after, I saw Shang Ai arrive. Today, her attire returned to "ordinary," exuding only refined elegance without much of aristocratic air.

She glanced at the vegetable garden: "Using it for ingredients?"

"Hobby."

The vegetable garden is beautiful. Even though it only has seeds sown and no green at all, it has become a work of art, just like a meticulously crafted cake, because of the planning.

There was no system used; it was all done by Aoyama himself.

He saw that love was heading towards the house.

Actually, Aoyama Ryo hoped she would say a few more words of praise.

Wait, she doesn't seem to have praised me at all?
A woman without vision.

“By the way,” Jian Shang Ai turned around, “you look much more handsome when you’re working than when you’re pulling up your pants indoors. Let me think…”

Praise my vegetable garden!
Wait a minute, isn't C just at the level of an average, normal person?!
(End of this chapter)