Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 143 Aoyama Riki said: "Beep! Beep beep!"

Is it considered perverted to save sexy photos sent by a young girl on your phone and occasionally have inappropriate thoughts about them?
Aoyama Ryou looked at the photos that Sakurako-senpai had sent him.

In the photo, she leans forward, puts down her phone, and seems to be preparing to change clothes.

You can't see her face, but you can appreciate the graceful curves of the young girl's body from a perspective that feels like you're nestled in her arms.

The gap between her legs was within reach; it seemed as if one could simply reach out and slip inside, trapping both palms and backs of the hands.

As a healthy sixteen-year-old boy, Aoyama Rin hesitated: should he delete it or not?

It's not like I took any photos secretly. As a collection, storing it deep inside my computer, is there anything wrong with that, whether from a legal or moral standpoint?

"reason."

Aoyama was startled and his breathing became rapid.

"Hmm?" He pretended to continue brushing his teeth.

"Are you and Miyako very close?" Mika Ono asked hesitantly from outside the door.

"So-so," Aoyama Risa laughed.

He took out his toothbrush and explained earnestly, "Sister Meihua, don't worry. I asked her to offer incense to Mom and Auntie for two reasons: first, because she helped us; and second, to ease the hatred in your and Meiyue's hearts. It has nothing to do with whether the target of the hatred is her or not; the important thing is you two."

"Ok!"

Aoyama Risa put the toothbrush back in her mouth.

Actually, there's more to it than that; he also hopes that Miyako Yaeko can be freed from this burden.

Through the opaque frosted glass, Ono Mika glanced at Aoyama Osamu: "Then I'll go rest first."

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

Aoyama deleted the photos.

[Aoyama Osamu: Sakurako-senpai, please don't post that anymore.]

Friday, early morning.

Aoyama Ryo only did 20 minutes of gymnastics to get his body moving and prepare for the upcoming marathon.

Strength, speed, and body strength are all C-level; most people, even with training, can only reach this level.

Not strong, not fast, not physically fit.

No matter how much you train, you can't improve, or you lose the perseverance to continue training after a period of time.

This is what ordinary people are like.

Sports, which seem like something that will definitely pay off as long as you train, ultimately depend on talent.

It's like a long-distance running competition today.

At the start, whether it was Ai Mikami, who only had money at home, or Osamu Aoyama, who was so poor that he could barely afford a drink, whether it was the captain of the track and field club or the otaku in the game club, they all started from the same starting line.

It seems fair.

The problem lies before and after crossing the starting line.

Before: training environment, equipment, diet, etc.; After: willpower.

Talent includes willpower and physical constitution.

Aoyama Ryo confirmed that his willpower was pretty good, but he didn't know if his physique could keep up.

I want to go ahead and see the scenery of the three A-level scenic spots: Strength, Speed, and Body.

Will their gestures and movements be significantly different? Do they deserve to be described as having extraordinary manners?

At least you have plenty of energy every day?

Leaving aside a Boeing 747, a small helicopter that crashes should be able to be lifted, right?
"My stomach is starting to hurt." On the train, Ono Mizuki nestled in her sister's arms, her head resting comfortably on Ono Mika's chest.

Perhaps because he's been looking at Bess Sakura's photos every day lately, Aoyama Risa has clearly felt himself becoming more lecherous, his gaze always drawn to her breasts, waist, hips, and legs.

People don't really care about looks anymore.

This is not okay.

It's time to leave the Sunny Day Band Club as planned and head to the Athens Philosophy Research Department.

Although the Athenian Philosophical Research Department was not exactly a good place for self-cultivation.

"Um, please sit down." A boy wearing a uniform from another school stood up and offered his seat to Ono Mizuki.

"No, no!" Ono Mizuki quickly waved her hands, her sweet little face turning red.

“Thank you, but she’s not physically unwell; she’s just nervous,” Aoyama explained.

“Oh.” The boy didn’t quite understand, or rather, didn’t want to understand, and his eyes glanced at Ono Mizuki intentionally or unintentionally.

'I know, it's cute, right?' Aoyama Risa silently agreed in her heart.

No, this guy might also be watching Mika Ono!
They might even be sisters!

Without making a sound, Aoyama Risa pulled the two sisters into his arms, so that Ono Mizuki nestled against Ono Mika, and Ono Mika leaned against him.

After getting off the tram, you can see many enlightened students who have already put on their sportswear.

After gathering in the classroom, Akita Shio asked the class committee to distribute number tags.

"Everyone must pay attention to safety and not deviate from the designated route. There are only five roads in total, but please be careful."

"Be sure to follow the inner route of Akasaka Palace. There are guards along the way, and there are relatively few cars and people."

"Hello everyone, this is Kaiming Broadcasting Station." Akita Shio only let them leave after the broadcast started.

Aoyama wore the number tag that read "Second Year, Fourth Class, Aoyama" on his chest.

The students left the classroom, walked out of the school building, and went to the playground in groups by class.

"Are you all nervous? Asami's so nervous she's practically squeezing her legs together, even though I don't have to run!"

The competition will officially begin at 9:00 AM, please gather quickly.

The competition will be divided into men's and women's groups. The women's group will start five minutes after the men's group.

This broadcast will be streamed live in its entirety. You can follow "Kaiming High School Broadcasting Department" on TikTok.

"Through live streaming, I can listen to the latest news anytime. If I need help, I can connect immediately. Teacher Kuseon from the infirmary is right next to me and can provide remote guidance on the spot."

"Up close, Ms. Kuze is indeed flawless! Ms., how do you maintain your youthful appearance?"

"Use the most expensive skincare products, or get plastic surgery if that doesn't work," Kuseon replied.

"Uh, cough, also, this radio station will be conducting random interviews with student council members to add some fun to the long-distance race."

"If you discover anything interesting along the way, feel free to share it, but please absolutely stay on the route and keep each other in check."

The PE teacher glanced at his watch, exuding the air of a school principal.

He picked up the whistle from his chest.

"Beep—" A long, sharp whistle.

On the playground, the students, who had been making a racket like ducks, gradually quieted down.

"Beep beep!" Short and sharp.

The boys walked forward to the starting line, while the girls stood on one side, cheering them on.

"Beep!"

Urge them, don't dawdle.

"Then I'll be going now," Aoyama Osamu said to the Ono sisters.

"Go for it!" Ono Mika clenched her fist and smiled encouragingly.

"Don't let me catch up with you." In Ono Mizuki's mind, she seemed to already be catching up with Aoyama Osamu, and she smiled.

"I'd be more likely to catch up with you."

"Beep! Beep beep!"

It must be someone swearing.

Last year's men's long-distance running competition winner was the former head of the soccer team, who has already graduated.

Will the soccer team win the championship again this year? Or will the track and field team reclaim their territory?

Or perhaps, cultural societies have suddenly emerged as a powerful force?

"Beep——"

The entire Kaiming High School fell silent.

The physical education teacher raises a gun.

"boom!"

"Alright! The 36th Kaiming High School Long-Distance Running Competition officially begins!"

"Go for it!" the girls shouted with laughter.

Some of the boys waved arrogantly.

The Ono sisters stood with the members of the Sunny Day Band, with Ai Mikami not far away, and Yaeko Miyase two steps away from her.

"Go for it, Li!"

"Go, bro!"

"Little brother!" "Junior!" "Aoyama-kun!"

"They shouted way too loudly," Aoyama Risa smiled wryly, but still raised his hand and responded enthusiastically.

When she met Ai's gaze, a smile seemed to appear on her lips, yet it also seemed not to.

Looking at Miyako Yaeko, she nodded slightly to Aoyama Osamu, as if confirming a secret signal.

Aoyama Risa withdrew his gaze and stepped away from the starting line.

"As expected, the sports club is running in the lead."

"Some people have already left the school gate! The track and field team is speeding up, the soccer team is catching up, and the swimming team is right behind!"

"Oh? I received a letter right at the beginning!"

"Mika Ono from Class 3-4, if I get first place, please go out with me!"

Is she bold or cowardly? She confessed her feelings to the whole school, but didn't leave her name.

The girls' group, who hadn't even set off yet, erupted in a tidal wave of excited exclamations.

Aoyama Ryo began to accelerate.

--system

Mika Ono has already been confessed to, so why does she care about promises or fairness?

(End of this chapter)