Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 172 Memories of the Forest School
The bento box that Miyako Yaeko was eating looked very exquisite.

When Aoyama received it, he thought it was a high-end luxury goods box. Gold shops usually give away such jewelry boxes when people buy enough gold.

Most people who see this box will want to take it home; it would be such a waste to throw it away.

"Eat quickly." Miyako Yaeko had already started eating.

There were only her and Aoyama Risa in the private meeting room.

Riya Aoyama opened the bento box, which contained three compartments: eel, sliced ​​fruit, and rice.

The rice is topped with a layer of salmon roe.

"Why aren't there any vegetables?" he asked, puzzled. "Oh, there's another layer."

Remove the first layer to reveal the next, where a dazzling array of food awaits you.

Red shrimp, yellow egg rolls, green vegetables, golden-brown grilled meat, whole abalone, and sea bream meat.
The quantities are certainly small, but the variety is abundant.

“Looks good, I’ll start eating.” Aoyama Ryo put his hands together in prayer position.

"I'm finished eating." Aoyama Ryo put down his chopsticks.

He looked at Yaeko Ikumi.

If his progress bar is a live photo, then hers is a one-hour and forty-minute ancient script tutorial.

“Isn’t the point to save time?” he asked.

"Not full?" Miyako asked back.

"Just a little bit, please have another one."

Miyako handed him hers, saying, "You've drunk the water I drank, and the leftovers, so you probably won't mind."

"Thank you," said Aoyama Risa.

“I’ve finished eating,” said Aoyama Riki.

Miyako stared at him for a while.

"What's wrong?" asked Aoyama Risa, wiping his mouth.

"Eating slowly is good for your health."

"I eat so fast because I'm in good health."

"Suit yourself. Go on patrol."

The two put on armbands and walked out of the conference room.

Miyaeko was also wearing sportswear, since it was a field activity and a shirt and school skirt wouldn't be convenient for movement.

Aoyama had seen her in sportswear at a long-distance running competition before, and upon seeing her again, he still felt that her chest, legs, and hips were not to be underestimated.

Her breasts and buttocks are not particularly large, but they are noticeable, giving a full and plump appearance.

Her fullness is different from that of a mature woman; she exudes youthful vitality.

Even when wearing sweatpants, her legs appear straight and long.

"Put away the cups after you've finished using them, and don't leave them on the edge of the table."

"Yes!"

"Why is the firewood that's not being used so close to the hearth? Qingshan, remember this class."

"sorry!"

These minor mistakes might not lead to any accidents even without reminders, but when you're out and about, you should definitely be more careful than usual.

Don't eat spoiled food.

"It's okay."

"Green Mountain."

Aoyama Ryo had no choice but to step forward and snatch the burnt rice from Kobayashi Shiki's hand.

Eating a little burnt rice might cause diarrhea at most, but it's not food poisoning. However, diarrhea at school is already quite serious, let alone diarrhea during school off-campus activities.

Miyako Yaeko absolutely forbids it.

Looking at Aoyama Ryo, Kobayashi Shiki felt all the guilt he felt towards him vanish, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

"Kobayashi, don't blame yourself. Here, this is new." Inoue Misato handed him a plate filled with white rice and curry sauce.

"Thank you, Misato!" Kobayashi Shiki's health bar had been weakened.

"Aoyama-kun, here you go!" The basketball girl handed over a plate as well. "The curry from the wild is super delicious!"

Aoyama Rika was already full and was about to refuse when she suddenly remembered that she wanted to share with Ono Mika and Ono Mizuki.

"Excuse me, could you give me another one? I need to take it to my older sister and younger sister!"

"No problem, there are plenty!"

Classes naturally share with each other, so Aoyama Risa's request is nothing.

Aoyama Risa, carrying two plates of curry, continued her patrol behind Miyako Yaeko.

I met someone from the game club; his class made rice balls.

"Rice balls? Give me two!"

Literature and Art Department.

"Fried octopus? Sneak smuggle me two, one on each plate, and I'll secretly give you a level up in rating!"

Drama Department.

"You make curry too? Give me a spoonful of your sauce."

See above love.

"What's good to eat? Fried chicken? Give me two pieces."

Wearing sportswear, Jian Shangai picked up a chicken nugget and reluctantly placed it on two plates.

"There's so much, can you finish it all?" she asked with a smile.

"It wasn't me, huh?"

"Is this how you help me?" Miyako grabbed Aoyama Risa's ear.

Holding a plate in each hand, Aoyama Risa was completely unable to fight back. She couldn't run either, because the food on the plates was piled up like at a buffet.

When she asked other classes for food before, she only glanced at them. Why did she get angry when she asked for food from Shang Ai?
"Slow down, slow down! It's coming out!"

Seeing Shang Ai watch the two leave, she fell into deep thought.

Miyako Yaeko doesn't usually have time to spend with Aoyama Risa, but once it comes to school activities, her advances become very intense.

I spent more time with Aoyama Rin, but our goals, methods, and processes were different.

Her goal was to make Aoyama Risa fall in love with her while letting him know that she was only friends with him.

As for Miyako Yaeko, she was aiming for marriage, and even if they weren't together, they could still have simple physical contact.

Men, especially male high school students, will be attracted to girls even if they don't initiate physical contact, or if a girl just glances at them or smiles at them a couple of times.

I have to think of other ways.

"Greetings." The class monitor walked over; she was a very sociable girl.

When I was little, I often challenged Shang Ai to piano matches. She was a genius and her piano skills were probably around a B.

"Suzuki, how do you make a man fall in love with you?" See above for more information.

"Oh my~" Suzuki laughed.

"I'm really curious."

Knowing her character, Suzuki said, somewhat disappointed, "Alright, alright."

"Do you have a solution?" Jian Ai asked again.

"If you can't make someone like you just by looking at you, then it's almost impossible."

Seeing Shang Ai fall into deep thought.

"I was just complimenting your looks. It seems you really need some advice. There are many ways to do that. For example, in a crowded place, suddenly act like your girlfriend towards him. Of course, be careful about the level of intimacy; just show concern."

Seeing this reminded her of what Miyako Yaeko had just done.

“Is there a better way to do it?” she asked.

"An occasional physical touch can be a killer move, but it must be occasional!"

Seeing this, Ai recalled Miyako Yaeko's behavior just now.

"You've talked to Yaeko?" she asked.

"Very rarely. The last time was at a gathering. By the way, what I just mentioned was what Yaeko's mother said at that gathering!"

No wonder.

Unfortunately, she was supposed to be at that gathering, but she went to Aoyama's house instead.

After a year of teaching, Aoyama Risa gave one of the curry dishes to Ono Mizuki.

"—" Ono Mizuki's expression was as if Aoyama Osamu was wearing a homemade mask made from diapers.

In fact, if you feel that something shouldn't be placed on your lips, it's best not to place it underneath either. Similarly, if something can be placed underneath, it's okay if it's close to your lips. Therefore, diapers are very clean, just like face masks.

That being said
"Your class did so much?" Ono Mizuki finally found her voice.

“This is what everyone has given me along the way,” Aoyama explained.

"There's so much, I can't finish it all!"

"Give it to your classmates."

"They're already full!"

“Then you can share it with me,” Aoyama Risa said.

She went to Class 4 of the third year as well, but while she was shocked, Mika Ono also had a funny smile on her face.

Her smile had both girlish playfulness and warmth.

Any man who is laughed at like that by a young girl will have only one thought: Ah, I want to marry this woman, and it would be a very warm thing to spend my life with her.

"How can I possibly finish all of this? Let me share some with you!" Ono Mika said with a smile.

"Take a larger portion first and share it with your classmates, then give me the rest," Aoyama Risa said with a smile.

Finally, he had one-third left on each of the two plates in his hands.

He and Yaeko Miyagi came to the stream, where the first-year students would spend their afternoons fishing, angling, building stoves, and so on.

They are here to check for danger.

"Let's take a break," said Miyako Yaeko.

The stream wasn't deep; even a rock that you could barely lift with both hands would be visible above the water.

The two sat down on a rock in the stream, with a thick shady spot overhead and their feet in the water.

The mountain stream was a bit cold.

"I only ate a little for lunch and I've been busy for so long, do you want some?" Aoyama Risa raised his left hand.

The awful curry rice, along with the various other ingredients, elicited visible disgust from Miyako Yaeko. The presentation was so poor it resembled a first draft of an undergraduate thesis. "It's a rare treat to get out and about, and trying a classmate's homemade food is something worth remembering," Aoyama Risa said with a smile.

The sunlight filtering through the trees revealed his bright and gentle demeanor, his kind smile, and his pure and captivating eyes.

There was no impure thought whatsoever; it was simply a meal and chat with friends.

But Miyako Yaeko has it.

"Eating together, patrolling together, and resting by the stream are enough memories for me. Just like the fox in 'The Little Prince' who remembers the Little Prince's golden head when he sees the wheat fields, you will remember Aoyama Rin when you see the stream and smile as you hand me food."

“Look.” Aoyama Risa tilted his head slightly, revealing his red ears.

"Shy?"

"You pulled me like that." Aoyama Risa handed over the plate again.

Miyako had no choice but to accept it.

“I will remember this day too,” said Aoyama Risa as he ate.

Miyako looked at his ears, then at his plate, and couldn't help but laugh.

Mika Ono is more meticulous, while Mizuki Ono is more casual, so the presentation of the dishes after they each took a portion was completely different.

Aoyama Rina's plate looked like burnt rice, while Miyako Yaeko's plate was relatively normal in comparison.

Miyako Yaeko took a bite.

The thick curry coating potatoes and carrots, along with meat, seems to taste even better than a fancy and expensive bento box.

Even the rice—the bento box clearly uses the best rice in the country, but the taste is not as good as the ordinary rice we eat now.

"Is it delicious?" Aoyama Ryo thought it tasted good and asked with a hint of pride.

Miyako Yaeko didn't answer directly, but indirectly said, "You grew up eating this kind of food, and it doesn't seem to bother you."

“There’s a difference between being able to eat curry and liking curry so much that you can eat it all the time,” Aoyama Osamu replied.

"I will not do it again."

"Ah."

After finishing the curry, Aoyama said, "Mika-nee and Mizuki are very happy today, thank you."

“Even without me, you can still get your payment and participate in this forest activity.”

"When two very happy things happen together, it's equivalent to only one happy thing happening. But if a very happy thing happens, and then another very happy thing happens after a long time, then it's two very happy things."

“Then I’ll give you a chance to repay this favor.” - Miyako Yaeko

"Didn't I already thank you?"

"If for you, thanking me is enough to repay the debt, then I have no problem with it."

"What do you want me to do?" Aoyama asked.

Who are you planning to dance with at the bonfire party?

Aoyama Risa smiled: "Kazumi-nee, and Mizuki, if you'd like, I'd also like to invite you to dance with me."

The actual response should be, "I can dance with you too," but that's too condescending and doesn't reflect a sense of gratitude.

He didn't care about dancing.

Miyako Yaeko also laughed: "What I want you to do is not to dance with anyone unless someone invites you to dance, including Mika and Mizuki."

Aoyama Risa really doesn't care about dancing.

Dancing with the Ono sisters was purely for entertainment and commemoration; there was no deeper meaning behind it.

"Meiyue is fine, but Meihua is not." He agreed.

Miyako thought for a moment and roughly understood why Mizuki could do it, but Mika couldn't.

She nodded in agreement.

"Is this a bit surprising to you?" she asked Aoyama Ryo again.

“I thought you would let me invite you,” Aoyama replied honestly, flicking the curry spoon beside him.

"What's the point?" Miyako Yaeko smiled dismissively, exuding a witch-like aura. "My feelings for you are not simply about possession."

"Isn't it?"

"It's like extracting marrow from bones."

"What about it?"

"There's a bonfire party the day after tomorrow. You started practicing this time last year, planning to dance with me."

Aoyama Risa laughed.

“I’m serious.” Miyako Yaeko wasn’t joking.

“I’m not laughing at your joke. I just think that if I could love someone like that, and that person loved me just as much, I think that would be wonderful,” said Aoyama Osamu.

It seems that only the Ono sisters would love him this much.

She pursued this kind of love until she turned thirty.

“Do you remember?” Miyako recalled, “You carried me out of the car and, to comfort me, complimented my hair. From then on, the length of my hair has never changed, it’s always down to my waist.”

"Your hair is really beautiful," Aoyama complimented sincerely.

If she had also died on the Hokuriku Shinkansen, with her hair still in place, it would have become a must-see attraction for passengers as the train passed by, similar to Mount Fuji or Tokyo Skytree.

Not just hair.

Given Yaeko Miyayo's beauty, most people would naively believe that even if she were to be killed in a car accident, the splattered blood would still be art.

"What are your plans for the future?" Miyako Yaeko suddenly changed the subject.

"I'll see how far I can go on this path of writing novels. If I can keep writing, I'll write novels for the rest of my life."

"Why not?"

"If I can't write a second book in my second year of high school, I'll give it up temporarily in my third year, work hard to prepare for the entrance exam, get into the University of Tokyo, and continue writing novels while preparing for employment."

Do you have any ideas about your career path?

Aoyama looked at her and said, "Just tell me what you want me to do, and I'll take it as a suggestion."

Miyako Yaeko laughed: "Have you considered going into politics?"

"I'm so tired."

"Can you read more books, maintain a regular exercise routine, and write regularly?"

"Easy."

Miyako Yaeko laughed: "I really don't know if you're lazy or diligent."

"Be diligent in what you want to do and what you should do; be too lazy to do what you don't want to do or what you don't need to do."

"How are things going between you and Ayumi?"

"Me and her? Like two telephone poles."

"How so?" Miyako Yaeko asked, intrigued.

"They seem to be always together, but they can never get close. They'll probably be friends for life," Aoyama explained.

Miyako smiled with satisfaction.

"She's too straightforward," she commented.

"Frankness is a positive word."

“I admire her and consider her a friend,” Miyako Yaeko said calmly.

Aoyama Ryo kept staring at her, feeling quite surprised.

"If you dare to kiss me before you confess your love to me and get my consent, you're dead." She gently lifted her foot, which was slightly washed away by the flowing water, and then she put it back down.

Qingshan looked ahead.

He was indeed slightly drawn to her alluring red lips, and his heart beat a little faster.

He couldn't possibly dislike sitting on a rock by the stream with a beautiful girl and kissing her quietly.

[Love in Daily Life - Meet Ai, Miyase Yaeko: 94.1%]

[The Girl Who Rules the World: 95.4%]

If this were written into a novel, what would Miyako Yaeko think of him?

Aoyama Rin suddenly understood why Kinami Ai said she had a crush on her.

—System, do you really want me to have a good life? If you have any complaints, just say so!
【Evaluation Improvement】

[Body: C→B]

[Basic attributes have been improved, and a reward has been received. Do you wish to claim it?]

It was just the water blowing on my feet.
No wonder cultivators like to stand under waterfalls.

—I misunderstood you. It seems you want me to have a good life!
The water murmured softly as Miyako gazed into the distance.

--receive!
[Talent: High Energy]

--What's the meaning?
[Improved sleep quality]

[Improved Concentration]

[Energy Restoration and Enhancement]

—Do you think I'm lazy? Are you actually expressing your dissatisfaction?

[Enhancement of biological instincts]

—System, you're awesome!
The Decameron says that if a rooster can satisfy ten hens with his passion and courage, shouldn't a man be ten times stronger than a rooster?
—Tell me, can I hit a hundred?
"What's wrong with you?" Miyako Yaeko, who had her hands supporting her body on either side, suddenly turned to look at him.

"What's wrong?" Aoyama asked, puzzled.

"I always feel that you are very happy."

"happy?"

impossible.

Aoyama Ryo is indeed unambitious, lazy, unmotivated, and occasionally sensitive, but no one should underestimate his ability to hide his emotions because of this.

It wasn't because of his status as a system owner, but because of his profession in his previous life. He was a librarian.

"Why do you say that?" he asked.

Miyako lowered her head, and Aoyama Riya looked over.

"Occasionally, things can get out of control like this."

Even though he covered it, Miyako Yaeko still stared at it for a while, and then laughed.

It's like when you get promoted and move into the boss's office, and everyone else has left, leaving only her, she'll stroke the desk and chairs, and then this kind of smile will appear on her face.

She was very satisfied with the size of the office.

It would be perfect if this office were all to her alone.

(End of this chapter)