Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 99 Hello Hello Hello

At 4:30, everyone changed into their idol costumes and prepared to set off.

It was still the Mercedes MPV that I loved.

"There are no seats for me again?" Aoyama looked at the packed carriage.

“I don’t have any either.” Ono Mizuki stood next to him.

"Then I'm fine."

“Mizuki, you’ll come with me,” Ai said.

"Thank you for meeting me, senior!"

Aoyama Rin looked at Mikami Ai with an expression like a stray dog ​​hoping to get a spoonful of dog food.

“No.” Jian Shang’ai refused without hesitation.

After a pause, she explained, "Men are not allowed in my car, including my dad, unless you're having a stroke or a heart attack right now."

It seems that Aoyama Ryo will only ever see his father for the rest of his life.

After the Mercedes MPV left, the 62S drove up silently.

Seeing that Ai had gone straight ahead, Ono Mizuki, who didn't dare to take a step, looked at Aoyama Osamu.

"What kind of car is this?!" she exclaimed in a low voice.

"Do you think I know anything about cars?" Aoyama replied.

"Mizuki." Seeing that Ai hadn't gotten into the car, she waited in front of the car door.

"Here I am!" Ono Mizuki jogged over and got into the car, a little worried about getting it dirty.

After seeing Aoi sit down, only Aoyama Risa remained in the once bustling Aoyama Ono house.

Then, a Mercedes MPV, identical to the previous one except for the license plate, drove past him and caught up with 62S.

Did Jian Shangai not know that the car existed, or did she forget about it?
Aoyama Risa took the tram alone.

After declining the invitation from the fourth wave of women to go to the movies in Shinjuku, he arrived at JR Shinjuku Station.

As expected of a station recognized by the Guinness World Records, Aoyama Osamu almost got lost.

The reason I say "almost" is not because he finally realized what was happening, but because when he was about to look confused, the pretty older women around him would lend a helping hand.

Writing a novel about getting lost in Tokyo and being helped by various older women seems quite interesting.

These older women all have their own stories, more or less.

Or perhaps, these older sisters have some peculiar qualities they don't know about—for example, they are very good at riding motorcycles and help the protagonist complete his mission.

If this were made into a TV series in the future, when the main character gets lost, they could learn from "The Solitary Gourmet" and do a series of thumping sounds: thump! thump! thump!
Then the older sisters appeared.

As Aoyama Ryo wandered off into his thoughts, he made his way to the shopping mall.

In the atrium of the shopping mall, there is a stage where two people are performing: one is playing the keyboard and the other is playing the guitar and singing.

The shopping mall was newly opened, and with the Golden Week holiday, it was packed with people.

There were quite a few people in the courtyard, but it was easy to tell who was resting and who was listening to music.

【Sunny Girls Club】

[Aoyama Osamu: Where are you?]

[Akika Wagatsuma: Backstage, do you need me to come pick you up?]

[Aoyama Ryou: No need, I'll stay outside. If there's no audience, at least I'll still be there.]

[Drummer Mengshi: That's too pitiful, I'd rather not have it.]

[Aoyama Ryo: So, just treat this performance as if it's for me alone. Don't expect a large audience, don't worry about their reactions, just watch me.]

[See Love: Your way of expressing concern is truly distorted]

【小野美月：我哥经常揍我，说这是爱】

[Bass Sakura: Mizuki, never trust your brother. If he hits you again—no, if he even touches you—call the police!]

[Aoyama Rika: Mizuki, where are you guys? Are you backstage too?]

You absolutely must not pay any attention to what Bess Sakura says.

[Ono Mizuki: It seems like there's a traffic jam]

[Aoyama Ryou: Do you want me to come pick you up?]

[Aoyama Rika: I'm in a very good mood right now]

[Aoyama Ri: (expression: laughing)]

[F·Rino: Mikami-kun is right, this person is really twisted.]

[Aoyama Osamu: I was just trying to lighten the mood, ease your tension, and also help some of you overcome your traffic anxiety!]

[Ri Aoyama: (expression: hilarious)]

Aoyama Ryo sent another private message to Ono Mika, saying that this was something only people with a good relationship would do.

[Aoyama Osamu: I will always be your fan]

[Mika Ono: I'm so nervous, my heart is pounding]

[Ono Mika: (Expression: CPR)]

Aoyama Risa smiled.

Just before the Sunny Day Band took the stage, Ai Mikami and Mizuki Ono finally arrived.

"Do you regret not riding the tram with me?" Aoyama Osamu teased.

“Ten times.” Jian Shang sighed. “On average, I get hit on ten times while riding the tram.”

Damn it, he got six more times than him!

“I get hit on when I go home alone, but not when I’m with my brother,” Mizuki Ono said.

Seeing that Shang Ai was looking at Qingshan Li, he began to ponder.

Ono Mizuki looked like she had said something wrong.

"It's starting." Aoyama Risa looked at the stage.

The Sunny Day Band took the stage, and the five members were visibly nervous. "So cute," someone nearby said.

"Who is the lead singer? He seems like a professional idol."

"Are there any handshake events? I'd like to buy tickets."

Ono Mika looks incredibly cute in her idol outfit; her exposed arms and long legs are slender, and her skin is snow-white.

The opening was great, better than any of the previous bands.

But a band can't rely on its looks alone.

Drummer Mengshi struck the drumsticks, and the music suddenly began.

My finger bled again while I was practicing guitar today.

Looking at the blood on my fingertips, I was reminded of myself ten years ago.

Mika Ono's emotionally charged singing.

Once the performance begins, the Sunny Day Band seems to transform completely, radiating dazzling brilliance.

People who were resting in the courtyard gradually began to enjoy the performance while relaxing.
Slightly tired, customers who happened to be passing by the atrium decided to sit down and rest because of the singing.

A few people stopped simply because of the singing.

"My sister is amazing!" Ono Mizuki exclaimed, watching Ono Mika sing on stage.

"The effect is good." Aoyama nodded.

“We still need to work hard to recruit fifty people from the school,” Ai Mikami said. “I know Yaeko Miyase. We’d better rely entirely on our own abilities. Otherwise, even if we revive the club, she will impose other conditions.”

It's something like what Yaeko Miyayo would do.

“Not bad!”

A noisy and jarring sound rang out.

Aoyama and his two companions looked over and saw a group of teenagers who looked rather unruly gathered in front of the stage.

"Wow, those legs are really nice." A direct and vulgar comment.

"Damn it, she's wearing safety shorts under her skirt! Does she even want to be famous?"

"Shall we grab a drink after we finish singing?"

"And then have one?"

"Hahahaha!"

Unscrupulous.

Parents with children got up and left the atrium, and the crowd that had lingered for the stage also gradually dispersed.

"These people are so annoying!" Ono Mizuki complained.

The man with dyed red hair whistled at F. Rino: "Look, that guitarist, he's huge!"

"Stunningly large breasts!"

"You must put your breasts on the table when you're resting, right?"

The rhythm is off.

Mika Ono, who was standing at the very front, couldn't help but step back, and her singing lost its emotion.

Aoyama Risa took a step forward.

She saw that he was attracted to her.

“Their target isn’t Senior Meihua and her friends.” Her elegant face was serious. “They’re targeting the shopping mall.”

"The shopping mall?" Aoyama looked at her.

Would you go to a shopping mall where thugs frequently hang out?

It's a simple and straightforward business battle, unrelated to Aoyama Osamu, but harassing Ono Mika and the others is unacceptable.

He kept walking.

“If you go up and beat them up now, you'll only be doing them a favor,” said Ai. “And it won't help Mika and the others either.”

"What should we do then?" Mizuki Ono asked anxiously.

Looking at the stage, Ai said, "These people won't take direct action. If Meihua and the others can muster up their courage, they can use their singing to make the audience unafraid of these people."

For example, someone might cause trouble at a concert.

The audience will definitely be scared, but if the person on stage steps forward to rebuke them, the audience will subconsciously follow suit, and the troublemaker's arrogance will definitely be suppressed.

Aoyama looked towards the stage, and Ono Mika, who was singing, also stared at her in a flustered manner.

Aoyama Risa raised his arm and clenched his fist in encouragement.

'Treat this as a performance just for me.'

Don't worry about the number of viewers, don't care about their reactions, just watch me.

When will I be able to express love without reservation?

Ono Mika stepped forward.

Right now!

"Doesn't the shopping mall care?" Mizuki Ono pressed.

"What did they do?" Ai asked rhetorically. "They were guests too."

“I can sing this song too!” said the man with the earring.

"Then come up and join us!" the man in the floral shirt laughed loudly.

The man with the earring placed his hand on the stage.

"Ah!" Ono Mika was so frightened that she stepped back.

At the same time, the red-haired man grabbed the man with the earring by the shoulder and jokingly tried to stop him: "Hey, hey, hey."

Just the right amount of disturbance, not too big or too small.

Even if the police come, they'll only offer an apology.

(End of this chapter)