Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 166 Delightful Girls
Monday, light rain.

On the tram to school, Ono Mizuki hid and scurried.

The women made no attempt to hide their admiration, and the corners of their mouths would unconsciously turn up in a smile;
Some men didn't hide their gazes, while others only dared to look secretly.

What a beautiful and pleasing young girl!
If this were a comic book, the entire train carriage would be filled with 'cute!' characters.

"Shh~ Shh~" Aoyama Risa whistled softly and cheerfully.

Ono Mika couldn't help but laugh.

Mizuki Ono, with her head down, secretly pinched Osamu Aoyama's thigh.

Aoyama Rika and Ono Mika messed up their hairstyles; now they're only considered good-looking. Ono Mizuki hesitated for a long time but didn't change them.

Her hairstyle, which perfectly complied with school rules yet was dazzling and suited her exceptionally well, made her the center of attention.

An A-grade hairstyle isn't about making the hair more attractive, but about making Ono Mizuki's overall look even better.

It's still the same face, but her full under-eye bags make her look even sweeter and more approachable, especially noticeable when she smiles.

Her lips were delicate, small but full, with a natural rosy hue.

No matter when you look at it or from what angle you look at it, it is delicate and lovely.

If this were a comic, the "Cute!" above the passengers' heads would have changed to "Buy some bread on my way back tonight," "I haven't played my new Pokémon yet, let's play it tonight," and "I'm not eating at the convenience store during my lunch break, let's go eat something delicious."

Just looking at her brings comfort to my soul, and I begin to enjoy life.

Ono Mizuki is just so adorable today.

Before they even reached Hiroo Station, Ono Mizuki couldn't take it anymore and secretly tied her hair up with a hair tie, turning it into a high ponytail.

Aoyama tugged at her hair.

"What?!" Ono Mizuki glared at Aoyama Osamu.

"Pull it out a little bit, give it some volume, it will look better. Also, it's better if the ponytail, temples, and chin are in a straight line." These are all Aoyama Risa's own aesthetic preferences.

"Don't worry about it, it'll look better later!" said Mizuki Ono.

"You're good-looking and cute even if you're bald; you'll only ever be good-looking in this lifetime."

"Hmph~" Ono Mizuki's coquettishness is also very cute.

She adjusted the height of her ponytail slightly.

"Ryo, where did you learn your hairdressing skills from?" Mika Ono had asked this question yesterday, but this matter was so shocking that she asked it again.

Of course, Aoyama Ryo's answer would not change; how could his answer be inconsistent when he was lying?
"I learned it while working part-time at a beauty salon. I wanted to learn a skill, so I took it very seriously."

Even Ono's sisters, who were so close to him that they could bathe together, didn't believe this.

But it's just a haircut after all; no matter how skillful it is, it won't attract much attention. But if it were medicine or nuclear physics, it might be a different story.

With her new hairstyle, Mizuki Ono is no longer the center of attention; now, out of ten thousand people, probably only nine thousand look at her.

Who can blame her for being so adorable?

Mika Ono, with her hair tied in three braids and draped over her right shoulder, probably had about 8,000 people watching out of 10,000.

The number of women decreased significantly, while the number of men increased.

The official name for this hairstyle is 'side low ponytail'. It's simple and understated, but it has a special charm.

Its allure is evident from its other name in the industry: Mrs. Hairstyle.

"That's great!" Ono Mika said with a smile. "We can save money on haircuts from now on."

Just trimming bangs costs 1000 to 2000 yen per month, so for two people it would be 2000 to 4000 yen.

Not to mention getting a haircut.

"Don't skimp on things like conditioner," Aoyama reminded her.

"Hmph, when I get to school, I'll let my hair down during class so that no one in the class can concentrate, and my ranking will go up again next month!" Ono Mizuki suddenly said.

Aoyama Rika and Ono Mika laughed at the same time.

Ono Mizuki took out her phone and admired the photos she had taken yesterday; they looked beautiful no matter how she looked at them.

"Can I post on TikTok?" she asked.

"Do you want to become an internet celebrity?" Aoyama asked rhetorically.

Ono Mizuki hesitated.

Upon arriving at school, the system diligently completed its assigned lesson today without any misbehavior.

There were quizzes during the two afternoon periods.

It was called a quiz, but it was actually a three-subject exam: Chinese, Mathematics, and English.

Japan has high school life that's as leisurely as an anime, but it also has hellish high schools like those in China, where it's all about exams and classes.

It's up to you to choose.

"It's all over, it's all over." After finishing the exam, the basketball girl diagonally across from me fell into a state of depression.

"It's alright," Amakusa quickly reassured her.

The poor girl, what will she feel when she finds out that she didn't do as well as the other girl after the results come out?

Aoyama Ryo, Kobayashi Shiki, and Aizawa Jun left the classroom.

“Just now, Amakusa was comforting Shinyama,” Aoyama Rie said.

"Huh?!" Kobayashi Shiki had already started laughing.

"Hahaha!" The three boys laughed at the same time.

"Amakusa will definitely cry when the results come out!" Kobayashi Shiki couldn't help but laugh.

"I'll remind you when the time comes," said Aoyama Risa.

Jun Aizawa patted Osamu Aoyama on the shoulder, not to stop him, but to say: Well done, brother!

The reason they were so happy was entirely because the three of them had once comforted Shenshan and had been hurt by him.

"Goodbye."

"Bye~"

The three parted ways at the crossroads: one went to the football field, one to the kendo dojo, and one to the Department of Philosophy Studies in Athens.

The two clubs combined are not as long as it.

'The Athens Philosophy Research Department, best!' Aoyama Riku clenched his fist inwardly.

As he approached the clubroom and drew closer to the student council room, he hesitated for a moment but ultimately didn't go in. Pushing open the door, he saw Shang Ai reading a book.

"What is this, Kaiming Weekly?" Aoyama Risa asked, sitting down as he made his guess.

He didn't ask any questions. After sitting down, he took out a history book to read.

After reading from E to D, reading became more enjoyable, and on average, I could learn something from every five pages.

It's not as simple as knowing a famous quote and having some insight into it, but rather...
Seeing that Shang Ai suddenly stood up.

'Going to the toilet?' Aoyama Riko thought to herself, and began to read.

"Thump! Thump!" She tapped the table twice.

It seems not.

Aoyama Riki got up and followed.
The two arrived at the Literature Department.

"Good afternoon, everyone." Mikami Ai's voice was as pleasant as ever.

"They've finally arrived!" The Minister of Arts' demeanor and actions made it seem as if she were speaking from the heart, as if no one else could hear her.

"Good afternoon, nice to meet you, classmate." The Minister of Arts and Literature changed his tone and smiled. "Are you here for an inspection? We're on our way to the library, would you like to come along?"

“You don’t need to worry about me,” said Jian Shang Ai.

Aoyama Ryo sized up the head of the Literature and Art Club; this was a fanatical follower of 'Koito'.

She wore pigtails draped over her shoulders, and when she forced a smile, she revealed her snow-white upper teeth and a hint of rosy gums.

The two followed the six members of the Literature and Art Department to the library.

"Won't it be canceled?"

"Help! If we lose our clubroom and our club funding is cut off, where are we supposed to read and write books?"

"God, Jesus, Buddha, Your Excellency, please bless the Literature and Art Department!"

"Idiot, you added the classmate you met!"

Don't you think she's not human?

"Yes, yes!" Aoyama agreed in his heart.

The library was so quiet that you would subconsciously walk on your tiptoes.

The head of the Arts and Literature Department made a 'scatter' gesture, and the members dispersed like ninjas who had been assigned tasks in advance, disappearing into the library's bookshelves.

It turned out to be the case.

The Arts and Literature Department considers simply staying in the library as club activity;
Secondly, loud noises are not allowed in the library, which also avoids communication.
Finally, by dispersing the group, even if someone causes dissatisfaction with Jian Shang Ai, it's only one person, and the others can immediately make amends.

Seeing that Ai was facing Aoyama, she pointed to a certain male member.

Aoyamari nodded.

He approached a short distance from male employee A.

"Ah, there's a new issue~" Male member A said in a theatrical tone, as if reciting a poem.

Male employee A watched with great relish, as if he were eating a snack.

Exaggerated facial expressions, E.

With his hands in his pockets, Aoyama Risa continued walking forward.

Male employee A immediately used his mobile phone to send messages to other people.

Aoyama Rika sized up male staff member B, who was holding a book and was frozen in place as if petrified.

Aoyama leaned against the bookshelf and randomly picked up a book to read.

After a while, male member B finally turned the page of the book, looking completely absorbed in reading it.

Aoyama put the book back and continued walking.

Female member A was squatting on the ground, diligently searching for a book. He stood at a distance, occasionally glancing out of the corner of his eye to see why there was no mention of erotic dreams, and he also felt like a pervert.
To alleviate his perverted feeling, Aoyama reached for a book on the bookshelf.

As soon as the book was moved aside, I saw Ai Kensuke reading a book opposite me.

Her long, straight, jet-black hair contrasted beautifully with her fair skin, giving her a pure and classic look.

The white shirt is light and clean, and the slender and well-proportioned figure is as light as a wisp of white cloud.

Acting D, and also never even opened the book;

E is very dedicated and doesn't pay any attention to the Literature and Art Department. Well, maybe she's trying to lull the Literature and Art Department into a false sense of security.

Aoyama put the book back and followed the female club member A who got up and walked away.

Seeing Ai raise her gaze and watch Qingshan Li walk away through the gap between the top of the book and the bottom of the bookshelf.

F is completely unprofessional; he just stares at her.

All of this made her a little nervous.

Fifteen minutes later, Aoyama Ryo found Aoi.

"Good afternoon. I've made a rough observation, and it seems that E, or D, is the head of the arts department, except when they were watching 'Detective A'," he said softly.

Seeing that Shang Ai slightly flinched, he was too close.

Aoyama made a "Look where this is" expression.

This is a library; loud talking is prohibited.

Seeing that Ai had silently cleared her throat, she also tentatively moved closer to Aoyama Ryo.

The two were about the distance of a book between them.

"Good afternoon," she said softly.

I want to hear this voice say "Wake up" and "Good night" to me every day.

"Don't let personal feelings get in the way," Jian Ai warned softly, her eyes slightly annoyed.

When you get closer, not only their voices but also their expressions seem so captivating, stirring your heartstrings.

Suddenly, Aoyama Risa had an idea.

This was the first time he consciously used his [A] (referring to his genitals).

"Okay~" he replied softly.

Seeing that Shang Ai seemed to tremble slightly.

(End of this chapter)