Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 167 Acting Skills Are a Required Course in Life
You're disgusting.

Seeing Shang'ai's eyes, expressions, and body language all conveyed this meaning.

'Huh, is this not the right way to use it?' Aoyama Ryou reflected.

First of all, he had never used it at all; on the contrary, the System Aoyama Risa had used it a few times.
Secondly, it also depends on the user. Some people will be captivated by a magnetic voice, while others will find it disgusting.

The same applies to men; some like it when it's coquettish, while others find it repulsive.

I think the type of person who dislikes magnetic voices is the one who gets to love it.

It could be written into a novel, for example, about a self-important handsome guy who tries to flirt with her using his magnetic voice, only to be disliked.

The handsome guy's name is Aoyama Ryou.

The system didn't use any material; it's probably only this level of humor, not worthy of being included in His novel.

"Your words are disgusting." Ai not only used body language but also added verbal language.

"Yes, yes." Aoyama Ryo turned and walked away.

In the end, only he was deceived by the other party because of the close proximity.

Seeing that Shang Ai watched him leave, and after he turned a corner and disappeared, she smiled.

That smile was like the smile a child gives to their mother after scolding her for giving her flowers used for decoration in a shopping mall.

Although her words are disgusting, she herself is quite interesting—that's probably the feeling she gives off.

The members of the Literature and Art Department found the books they wanted one by one, completed the borrowing procedures, and returned to the clubroom.

"Next is the sharing session," the Minister of Arts and Literature introduced.

"Was it arranged in advance?" See above for iAsk.

"Of course not!" the Minister of Culture and Arts immediately retorted.

It seems a bit suspicious.

“This is routine,” the Minister of Culture said. “Let’s begin.”

“I like picture books.” Female member A introduced the books she rented. “When I’m not studying, I can sit on the sofa and appreciate the warm brushstrokes and colors of the illustrators, which brings me peace and happiness.”

The smile that appeared on her face involuntarily seemed genuine.

“I chose Jane Eyre,” said male member A. “It’s a world-renowned literary classic. Even if I don’t like it, I think it’s still worth reading.”

lie.

A complete lie.

This person looks like someone who reads light novels all the time; they seem to have a very high level of imagination, not just daydreaming.

"One world classic every month," female staff member B said with a smile.

The others laughed too. Male member A was a little shy, as he always recommended world classics.

Too fake.

Like a student who discovers the homeroom teacher is at the back door and secretly takes out the test paper to do it.

The Literature and Art Department has a total of six members, and each member is to recommend one or two books.

"Among these recommended books, each person should choose at least two based on their own circumstances, read them within a month, and write reading notes," said the head of the Literature and Art Department.

"Do you have my previous reading notes?" See iAsk above.

"Yes, yes."

Male staff member B quickly took out more than a dozen booklets from the cabinet and came to the three of them.

I saw that Ai took one, and Aoyama Riya also took one.

Seeing that Shang Ai had turned two pages, the Minister of Literature and Art remained unfazed.

Aoyama Ryo took a sniff, and the Minister of Literature and Art clenched his toes.

Aoyama Ryo flipped through two pages.

"Besides reading, what other activities do you do?" Jian Shangai asked again.

"Of course," the Minister of Literature and Art said, his toes still clenching. "We can write them ourselves."

“I write light novels and submit them to MF Bunko and Dengeki Bunko, and I also serialize them on ‘Let’s Become a Novelist’,” said male member A.

“I’m writing scripts for the drama department and the film department, hoping that one day they will adopt them,” said female member B.

"I like detective novels, and my idols are Keigo and Koito," said the head of the Literature and Art Club.

Seeing that Shang Ai nodded, it indicated that she roughly understood.

"I won't disturb you anymore."

The two said their goodbyes and left the Literature and Art Department.

"What do you think?" she asked.

“It’s different after joining the student council,” said Aoyama Osamu. “Back then, joining the fortune-telling club and the cooking club cost money and involved competitions. Compared to that, it’s much more convenient now, but there’s also a problem.”

"Falsification?"

"Yes."

"We should hold a competition, just like the cooking club and the three mystery clubs," Ai Mikami pondered.

"Submitting a work to a light novel imprint for the literature club competition? That's way too long."

"The drama club or the film club." Ai looked at Osamu Aoyama as if remembering something. "Is the drama club currently preparing for the Forest School's activities?"

“The script has been finalized,” Aoyama Osamu replied.

"That's not important. What's important is giving the Literature and Art Department and us a reason to write the script."

".us?"

"You're a singer. If someone who can't sing and doesn't understand singing is called an E, would you accept that?"

"So what? I'm often given an F by people who pretend to know everything."

Seeing this, I couldn't help but laugh: "Are you convinced?" "Yes."

Not getting the answer she wanted, she glanced at him unhappily.

“In this way,” she continued, “we can evaluate the arts department as well as the drama department, and see how they perform at the forest school.”

My sister is in the drama club.

"In that case, you shouldn't participate in the drama club's evaluation."

Aoyama said this not to avoid suspicion, but to use connections.

With some time before school ended, the two headed to the drama club.

Seeing Ai walk ahead, and five steps away is Aoyama Ryo, who stares intently at Ai's beautiful back, his hands fidgeting in his pockets.

The girl suddenly turned around and looked at him with a frown.

"What's wrong?" Aoyama asked.

"Are you tipping off Meiyue?" See above for more information.

"No."

"What are you doing?" Jian Shang Ai asked, looking at his hands in his pockets.

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He wanted to reply, "The position is crooked, let me adjust it," but he felt that this would sound more like a scoundrel than an excuse, so he chose to remain silent.

"Give it to me." Jian Shang reached out her hand.

"what?"

"cell phone."

That's privacy.

"I only look at your chat with Mizuki."

“Isn’t that a matter of privacy?” Aoyama Osamu objected firmly. “I didn’t tip you off. You’re the one who should have tipped you off. Isn’t it you who wanted to ease tensions with Mizuki?”

"Fool." Jian Ai laughed.

She said, "Think about it yourself, between {my current lenient approach to the drama club} and {my current strict approach to the drama club, which caused them to disband, and then suddenly helping them}, which approach do you think would make Mizuki more likely to forgive me?"

"You're so despicable," commented Aoyama Ryou.

“You’re not the only one who’s willing to do anything for Meiyue.” A hint of smugness appeared on Ai Qingya’s face.

Her ability to beautify herself is one of the reasons why she has no worries.

"Do whatever you want, but if Mizuki feels uncomfortable, I will stop you." Aoyama deleted the message.

It had nothing to do with what he wanted to do with Ai; he only hoped that the Ono sisters' emotions would be more positive.

According to Ai's plan, Mizuki Ono will be anxious for a while, but in the end it will be a false alarm.

In comparison, maintaining a grudge against someone you've met has had a longer and deeper impact.

The former can even be said to be part of youth.

"What constitutes discomfort?" I asked, seeing that Ai looked interested.

"Beyond mild anxiety?" Aoyama Osamu gave a rough estimate, though he himself wasn't entirely sure.

"You want them to become me?"

"I can learn from you in terms of self-confidence."

Seeing that Shang Ai smiled, she said, "So you have to stick close to me and keep an eye on me. This will benefit you and me as well."

"I will."

"Also, I advise you not to put your hands in your pockets and fidget like that." Seeing that Shang Ai slightly shifted her gaze, she said, "...It's indecent."

Aoyama Rika felt that using erotic dreams as material was actually nothing special.

People have gotten used to him being a pervert, just like they wouldn't make a fuss about a baby urinating on them.

The two arrived at the second floor of the club building and knocked on the door of the drama department.

"Please come in."

The drama club members are having a meeting.

"Welcome, welcome! Please have a seat!" said the head of the drama department. "Black tea, green tea, oolong tea, Pocky, chocolate, biscuits, what else do you need?"

“No need,” said Aoi.

“Oolong tea and Pocky,” said Aoyama Risa.

“He doesn’t need to either,” Ai added. “Because Mizuki is in the drama club, we try to keep our distance from each other.”

The head of the drama club turned pale: "Then the point of me recruiting Meiyue is almost entirely gone?!"

"Rintaro!" the minister's girlfriend roared.

"Acting! This is acting!" the minister quickly made an excuse.

"Should we withdraw?" Aoyama asked Ono Mizuki.

The head of the drama department bowed at a ninety-degree angle.

She glanced at Aoyama Rin.

"What do you mean?!" Aoyama asked, puzzled. "You want me to learn how to apologize?"

Did he do anything that he needs to apologize for?

If the material he took from his erotic dream were actually used, he might need to apologize.

With this in mind, Aoyama carefully observed the acting skills of the drama club president. After all, he was not Japanese and was not familiar with bowing.

(End of this chapter)