Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 137 This school has all kinds of people.
"I knew it, you wouldn't come looking for me if there was nothing wrong."

Aoyama Risa smiled and said, "If the student council needs manpower, you can call me anytime."

Miyako Yaeko seemed to have originally intended to say no, but then suddenly thought of something.

"How's your running?" she asked.

"Barely," Aoyama replied.

"Run with me in the long-distance race on the 27th."

"You're not good at running? I thought you were an all-rounder."

“You’re neither good at it nor bad at it. I’m keeping you by my side to ensure my power as student council president is absolute and that I’m always in control—aren’t you a great fighter?” Miyako Yaeko said.

"...You're going to hit a student?"

"in case."

This shows that Yaeko Miyayo will never appear to be alone.

Last time at the coffee shop, it seemed like she was the only one there, but there were probably bodyguards with her in the shop.

It's probably the same with seeing someone you love.

However, none of this matters to Aoyama Rin. Just like the cameras all over the streets, as long as you don't do anything bad, what is there to be afraid of?

"What about my sister?" Aoyama Risa asked tentatively.

"Let's go." Miyako Yaeko stood up.

The two walked out of the student council room.

Even Miyako Yaeko's back view looks dangerous.

Her long, jet-black hair, if it were to brush against someone's face, would absolutely suffocate that person; her beauty had reached such a terrifying level.

Wearing the same black dress, hers was darker and more stylish than the others;
Her beautiful legs, encased in black pantyhose, were alluring and seductive.

To avoid Amakusa and instead gaze upon Aoi, is like stepping into the clear August afternoon sky to avoid mosquitoes;

It will turn into a mummy.

In order to strengthen his resistance to seeing love, he stared at Miyako Yaeko, but it was only to escape the clear August afternoon sky and lock himself in the cold drink warehouse.

It will turn into an ice sculpture.

The method of dying varies, and can be chosen arbitrarily according to personal preference.

When they passed the third floor, Aoyama Osamu brought Miyako Yaeko to the choir. After knocking on the door, he called Ono Mizuki away.

Because of Miyako Yaeko's presence, the members of the choir didn't say much.

This is the new era's Japanese high school version of "the fox borrowing the tiger's power."

'How about making it into a short drama?' Influenced by the drama club, Aoyama Risa thought about everything in that direction.

After gathering all the members, Aoyama Ryo officially began the game mission.

"The drama club is currently preparing the script for the cultural festival, organizing the courage test at the forest school, and also filming a web series. What do you think?" asked Aoyama Rika.

“How would I know?” Ono Mizuki replied.

"good"

"It's just that the minister has no vision."

"I already said I didn't want it."

Anyway, it's all your fault when there's a problem.

The two were a bit far from Miyako, so Ono Mizuki didn't need to pretend to be well-behaved.

One question is, will she pretend in front of Miyako Yaeko?

"How was your performance, sister?" Ono Mizuki asked with concern.

“I don’t know,” Aoyama said. “I didn’t go so that they could become truly strong.”

The three arrived at the infirmary.

Kyuusei, sitting behind her computer, is like a modern-day female teacher robot, working in a standard sitting posture at all times.

Even her short hair is exquisitely beautiful.

It makes one wonder if she doesn't need makeup or touch-ups when filming TV dramas and movies.

After explaining her purpose, Kuseon said, "No problem."

"Really?" Because it was so simple, Aoyama couldn't help but confirm.

"The prescription for solving student problems includes not only common sense, but also lies, kindness, companionship, reprimands, beatings, and so on."

"Beating?" Ono Mizuki was a little scared.

"Some students like it; for them, it's like winding up a toy. They can't move unless they get hit."

Aoyama Ryo looked at Miyako Yaeko, and to his surprise, Miyako Yaeko also looked at him. "What kind of look is that?" Aoyama Ryo asked.

“A look in your eyes that says, ‘You’re the one who likes to get beaten up.’” Miyako Yaeko said.

Ono Mizuki seemed to remember something and looked at her brother with a serious expression.

"What do you mean by that look?" Miyako Yaeko retorted.

“I feel even more strongly now that ‘there are all kinds of people who are open-minded,’” Aoyama Osamu replied.

Miyako smiled as she looked at Aoyama Risa, and said with some satisfaction, "A little wildness is not bad."

"Huh?" Ono Mizuki asked, puzzled.

These things are too early for her.

Aoyama changed the subject: "Go to the choir, hurry up and try to experience the drama club today."

Things went well.

The choir was reluctant to part ways, but Mizuki Ono was "sick" after all.

She left the choir and began to experience club activities in the drama club.

"Mizuki, a sweet and beautiful girl like you is born for the stage. We must let more people see your cuteness!" The head of the drama club was almost fanatical.

Ono Mizuki looked at Aoyama Osamu—didn't you say he had no taste?

Aoyama replied, "You're still young."

Because he was still a little worried, Aoyama Riya stayed behind to visit and experience the drama club's activities.

“Our most recent performance was at the Forest School, and we’ve decided to combine it with the Test of Courage event to put on a horror-themed play,” the minister told the six.

Besides Aoyama Osamu and Ono Mizuki, there are four other members from the drama club.

"Horror genre?" asked the short boy surnamed An Guang.

"In your spare time lately, you can read more horror novels, and then choose one that scares you the most and post it in the group. Ah, Aoyama and Mizuki, I'll add you to the group later."

"You talk like you're talking about 'Aoyama Mizuki'," laughed the girl who often plays villainous roles. Her name is Koto.

Aoyama Mizuki—no, Ono Mizuki—had a slightly flushed face, looking incredibly sweet and adorable, like a ripe cherry on a tree that made you want to eat it right away.

"Not all novels are suitable for adaptation into stage plays. Everyone should try to find suitable ones, but please remember, horror is the most important factor," the minister instructed.

"Are there any other activities today?" Aoyama asked.

"The filming is complete," the minister said.

“Rintaro,” said Haruka Kawahara, who plays the female lead and is also the minister’s girlfriend, “It’s rare to have a newcomer visiting, so let’s perform ‘The Earth is 30,000 kilometers away from the Moon’.”

"Hmm—, okay!" the minister nodded.

“Wait, the average distance between the Earth and the Moon is 380,000 kilometers, right?” said Aoyama Ryo.

"The script is about the male protagonist returning to Earth, whose spaceship loses power 30,000 kilometers away from Earth," explained Mitani, who plays the second male lead and always wears a blond wig.

"Won't Earth come to the rescue?"

"He'll die from oxygen depletion in twenty minutes," the minister's girlfriend laughed.

"Do you need any props?" the head of the drama department asked. "If not, let's begin."

"Let's get straight to it." The wicked woman, Koto, stood up decisively.

The four people began their performance.

Mizuki Ono secretly wiping away tears is a rather tragic and touching story.

The male astronaut is played by a short man, who bids farewell to the minister's girlfriend, Haruka Kawahara, who plays his mother; the villainous Koto, who plays his wife; and the fake blond Mitani, who plays his son.

The topic of astronauts is grand, but the story itself is very simple.

It is precisely because of its simplicity that it is so touching.

“Last year, when we performed at the cultural festival, many people couldn’t bear to watch the farewell to their mothers after watching it. They felt it was too sad. So, although ‘The Earth is 30,000 Kilometers Away from the Moon’ received very good reviews, we didn’t sell many tickets,” said the minister’s girlfriend, Haruka.

Fortunately, "Detective A" is not sad at all.

System, don't be sad!

"This year we plan to do comedy to make everyone happy." The short male lead had red eyes; he had made himself cry while acting.

"The horror play at the forest school, besides serving the test of courage, is also to make couples happy." The head of the drama department became serious.

He announced to everyone:

"Listen carefully, the boys bring their crushes to our performance, and the girls snuggle into their crushes' arms during the performance—that's the effect our performance aims to achieve!"

"Yes!"

Ono Mizuki nodded, seemingly approving of the drama club's activities.

(End of this chapter)