Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 152 The responsibility lies entirely with Aoyama Ryo.
After Yuzuki finished barking like a dog, Asami quickly took over the conversation and addressed the entire school:
"Gentlemen, what did you all think of the dog barking imitation performed by the Mystery Club and the Mystery Novel Club?"

"If we have the opportunity in the future, we will organize more clubs to imitate more animal sounds!"

"Thank you everyone, that concludes today's open-minded broadcast."

After turning off the microphone, Asami discussed the matter with the other two.

Finally, the broadcasting club announced the results: "Both were excellent, but Yuzuki-kun was even better. The winner is the Deduction Club!"

"Great!" the reasoning club exclaimed.

Only Yuzuki seemed to have no desire to win at all.

"Damn it, I even lost when I was being treated like a dog." The head of the mystery novel club put his hands on the table.

"Isn't there any other way?" Seeing their minister collapse, the members of the mystery novel club rallied and asked the broadcasting club.

"At least not today." The broadcasting department was satisfied.

"Is there really no other way?"

“As far as I know,” Ai suddenly said, “money is useful most of the time.”

A member of the broadcasting department took out three 1000 yen bills: "Please accept these!"

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"Thinking about it carefully, the mystery novel club isn't bad either."

"Yeah, the mystery club is like a cute puppy, while the mystery novel club is like a rough, masculine dog."

“That’s quite interesting, then—” Asami asked the other two for their opinions with her eyes, and then announced, “It’s a tie! You both deserve the prize!”

"Cheating!!" the reasoning club protested.

"How can you buy clues with money to solve a mystery!"

"Isn't this just a deus ex machina?!"

"Following this logic, any important clue can be bought with money. Who would read a mystery novel like that?!"

“Since you said something, I’ll say something too,” said Aoyama Rido. “The mystery game club has already obtained the clues. Your best option is not to waste time protesting here.”

“That makes sense.” The reasoning department could only reluctantly admit the result.

"So, in the end, what's the point of learning to bark like a dog?" Yuzuki gripped the collar of her shirt, as if something had just happened in the broadcasting club that required her to take off her clothes.

They didn't take off their clothes, but they did take something off.

Aoyama paid his respects to her.

“Since there are no objections, I will release the information.” The broadcasting department said, “After the marathon, I asked Ms. Kuze, and she said that she knew who ‘Koito’ was, but she didn’t tell me.”

boom!
The door was flung open as if it had been bombarded.

The mystery club and the mystery novel club rushed out.

"The door!" the broadcasting department shouted.

"Keep up." Aoi gestured to Aoyama.

Aoyama Risa was thinking, if a piece of unreliable information can be sold for three thousand yen, how much money could he make if he sold it in batches with the information he had?

Can you pay off your debts?

Yes? No?

Even if I can't, I can still pay back part of it!

Now that we have the buyer, the seller, and the information for the transaction, the remaining question is—

Aoyama Rika looked at Mikami Ai walking ahead.

Her long, straight black hair was loose, and her waist was slender, making one want to take a few quick steps, walk up from behind, hug her waist, and kiss her long hair.

She is an obstacle.

"My stomach hurts." Aoyama Risa clutched his stomach, his expression natural and not exaggerated.

Seeing that Shang Ai had stopped and turned to look at him, she pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's hurry up and get to the infirmary as soon as possible."

Ok?
Was she planning to complete the mission before Aoyama Rin couldn't hold back?

If you still think he's sick, go to the infirmary as soon as possible and let Kuseon treat him.

"I need to use the restroom," Aoyama Rika put it more bluntly.

In short, I can't leave the impression of lying, as it would be detrimental to future actions; for now, I can only continue to play along.

Seeing that Shang Ai sighed, "Let's go."

"I can't help it anymore."

"Go to the restroom, I'll wait for you."

"Stop joking around, what if we miss the crucial moment? Leave this to me, you go first!" said Aoyama Risa.

Seeing that Shang Ai seemed to have a headache, she held her forehead with her hand.

This was the first time she had ever seen someone try to look cool while using the restroom.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you." Her tone wasn't forceful, but it was proof that she had made up her mind.

Aoyama Riki wanted to continue struggling, saying things like, "I can't pee when there are people around," and "In my past life, I beat someone up because they were peeing next to me."

In the end, I gave up.

He went into the men's restroom.

Since we're already here, let's pee a little.

After a short delay, Aoyama Risa walked out of the restroom and looked up to see Kaname standing quietly in the corridor, gazing at the Tokyo sky in the distance.

No matter where you go, you can hear the ensemble of the brass band, baseball team, and cheerleading squad playing together.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, you can go now," said Aoyama Ritsu.

“Ten thousand yen,” Ai said as she took a step. “Why?!”

"At such a critical moment, going to the toilet wastes time. Do you think that shouldn't result in a pay cut?"

“I’m not at work!” Aoyama protested.

"What's the difference between being with me and going to work?" Jian Shangai asked rhetorically.

Aoyama Ryo believes there is no difference, but by saying that, doesn't he agree with the idea of ​​'deducting wages'?

“I let you go first,” he said.

“Have you ever seen a child alone in a swimming pool? I’m afraid you’ll drown,” said Ai.

Drowning?

In the toilet?

—System! Sophistry!

【.
--never mind!
Aoyama Ryo worried that once he mastered a more advanced form of sophistry, he would unconsciously become someone who frequently used words in his daily life.

A real man doesn't strive for verbal victory.

A real man should fight with real weapons!

He will get first place before the end of his second year of high school.

Then, I asked Jian Shangai, "What was your score in Mandarin?"

No, she got almost full marks in Mandarin. Even if I get first place, it's highly likely we'll tie.

You should ask Jian Shangai: 'What was your math score?'

She must have blushed so much her ears turned red.

A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years; for now, I'll just have to endure it—hmm? Am I a gentleman?

We won again!

"Hmph." Seeing that Shang Ai seemed amused, she chuckled lightly, looking slightly smug.

"What are you laughing at?" Aoyama asked.

“You can still laugh even after I scolded you, Aoyama-kun,” she sighed slightly. “You must remember, I never seduced you, I never said a sweet word to you. The responsibility for you falling in love with me is entirely yours.”

Aoyama was filled with despair.

He put his hands in his pockets and said nothing more.

Compared to sophistry, free fighting is a better fit for his relationship with Aoi.

Three seemingly contradictory reasoning clubs fought their way from the student council room to the broadcasting department, and then from the broadcasting department to the infirmary.

Aoyama Risa and Mikami Ai also followed the same route, fighting their way here.

To their surprise, despite the long delay, the three clubs were still around.

They're all right at the entrance.

"What is this?" Aoyama asked, puzzled.

"Don't greet the student who is being punished by standing; it's basic courtesy." See the reminder above.

The female students avoided Aoyama Ryo's gaze.

The male students avoided seeing Shang Ai's gaze.

"Ahem!" Aoyama Riki struggled to suppress his laughter.

But we must be patient, because he is a gentleman, and a gentleman must be patient!
"If we find out who 'Koito' is first, can we also apply to the student council to let us study 'Detective A'?" See above, Ai-Aoyama Osamu.

Aoyama immediately understood her plan. No, he saw through her intentions.

She wanted to see their reactions by saying such things in front of three different groups.

As expected, all three clubs looked over. The girl noticed Aoyama Risa's gaze, but then looked away shyly.

“We study Athenian philosophy, will you let us study it?” Aoyama asked.

"'Koito' might be an Athenian."

"Even if he's an Athenian, he has nothing to do with philosophy."

“You underestimate ‘Detective A’. Detective A’s beauty alone is a philosophy,” said Ai Mikami.

This guy?
Looking at Aoyama Rin, she smiled.

"Huh?" At this moment, a male member said, "Don't you guys think that classmate Jian Shang looks a lot like Detective A?"

Everyone, including the female staff members, looked at Aoi.

Aoyama Risa took a step forward, blocking everyone's view.

"Huh?" At this moment, a female member asked curiously, "Don't you guys think that Aoyama looks a lot like the male protagonist in 'Detective A'?"

"I understand!" the head of the reasoning department suddenly shouted, his voice like an explosion.

"'Koito' is Koito, and Kenkami is the prototype for Detective A!"

Everyone was stunned, then suddenly realized what was going on.

"No wonder it's about high school life!"

"Many details are the same as those at Kaiming High School!"

"So, the author of 'Detective A' is—"

The three club presidents exchanged glances and simultaneously exclaimed, "Student Council President!"

Aoyama Ryo gave it a thumbs up.

(End of this chapter)