Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 173 The Way Girls Express Intimacy
"Let's go back, it's probably all packed up already," said Miyako Yaeko.

Aoyama Risa first tidied up the two empty plates. At that moment, Miyako Yaeko suddenly wiped her feet on his lap.

The wet feet were so white they looked like they could be eaten.

Aoyama looked at her in disbelief.

Miyako wiped his feet clean, then, while putting on her socks, said, "You can wipe them on me too."

"I'm not that low in manners!" Aoyama Risa wiped his left foot on his right trouser leg and his right foot on his left trouser leg.

Miyako Yaeko laughed as she looked at it: "But you're sloppy."

I only take a shower once every three days.

"No wonder you always have a faint odor."

"Huh?! Really?!" Aoyama Risa quickly sniffed her own body.

Miyako Yaeko's smile deepened as she gazed at him with delight.

"No, right?" Aoyama Risa pressed for confirmation. "Actually, I shower twice a day!"

"No wonder your hair looks thin; you don't wash it often."

"I think I can guess why you appreciate love."

After putting on their shoes and socks, the two returned to shore and headed towards the campsite.

Before the afternoon activities begin, students other than those responsible for washing dishes can have some free time.

Packing luggage, taking a nap, strolling around the campsite, etc.

"I'm going to wash the dishes. Let me know if anything happens." Aoyama Riki waved the plate in his hand.

"Go ahead." Miyako Yaeko left directly.

After washing the dishes, Aoyama went to find Ono Mika, who was still there—she was useless while cooking, so she had to take care of the cleanup afterwards.

"Sister Meihua."

“Reason.” Ono Mika, dressed in sportswear and with a headscarf wrapped around her head, was quiet and gentle.

"Smell me." Aoyama Risa leaned closer.

In this world, one must have an extremely high level of intimacy to ask another person to help them check if they have bad breath.

For him, there were only the Ono sisters.

However, he was only checking if the body had a smell.

Ono Mika sniffed: "Curry, it'll be fine after a wash."

"Is there nothing else?"

Ono Mika sniffed again: "...It's gone."

Only a familiar scent.

Laundry detergent, and Aoyama Risa's own scent.

Aoyama Ryo began to doubt himself. He suddenly realized that someone he was close enough to ask to check if he had body odor might be hiding it from him just to protect his confidence and self-esteem.

"Really?" he asked again to confirm.

"Really? What's wrong?" Mika Ono asked, puzzled.

"It's nothing." Aoyama Ryou was still not quite convinced.

It's all Miyayo Yaeko's fault.

"Oh, right," he remembered his other reason for coming to see her, "did anyone invite you to the bonfire party?"

“Yes,” Mika Ono laughed.

"Anyone want to dance together?" Aoyama asked again.

"Yes," Mika Ono continued with a smile.

They seem to really like each other.

First of all, let me clarify that this is not out of jealousy, but out of concern.

"Who?" Aoyama asked, as naturally as if he were a police officer and this was a crime scene.

"I'll tell you when he invites me, otherwise it would be too embarrassing," Mika Ono said with a smile.

I always felt that she was more like toying with herself than looking forward to happiness.

Aoyama Risa feigned helplessness: "I was thinking of inviting you to dance with me, but since that's the case, I'll try inviting someone else."

He stood there, looking at Ono Mika.

"Who are you planning to invite?" Mika Ono asked.

"Ono Mika." Ri Aoyama replied.

Ono Mika was stunned for a moment, then smiled and gently hit him.

"Shall we jump?" Aoyama asked with a smile.

"I don't know how," Ono Mika said shyly.

"Practicing secretly at night?"

"I'll get yelled at."

"If you get caught, you'll just get scolded."

Aoyama Ryo felt that one of the benefits of his memory recovery was that he was indifferent to many things, and when he was scolded by his teacher, he no longer felt like the sky was falling.

If only we could face anything in life with this mindset.

Knowing is one thing, doing is another; perhaps only after graduating from the school of 'life' can one truly possess this mindset.

As for him, Aoyama Ryo, he repeated a grade and was pulled back by fate to study again, so he obviously couldn't have a detached mindset.

Regardless, at least I've developed the mindset of not being afraid of being scolded by teachers—real teachers, not life itself.

Mika Ono hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"I wonder if Mizuki dares to," she said.

"Don't call her."

"Not called Mizuki?"

"Ah."

Ono Mika looked at Aoyama Osamu and repeated, "Not called Mizuki?"

He spoke very slowly, as if Aoyama Risa wouldn't be able to hear him otherwise.

“You’re graduating this year, and I want to dance with you to create memories; Mizuki is still young, so I’ll dance with her when she’s in her second year of high school.” Aoyama Ryo said casually.

Ono Mika seemed to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems she's not ready yet.

But how long can such a relationship last? No matter how long it lasts, there will eventually be a day when we need to face it and make a choice.

"I won't help you wash; I'm in a hurry to go back and pack my things," said Aoyama Risa.

"Okay, go ahead, you can take a 10-minute nap and you'll have more energy in the afternoon!"

Aoyama Rika felt that she was full of energy right now, like a little sun.

He walked towards his dormitory.

[Aoyama Rika: During the afternoon activities, remember to pay attention to the environment and see where it's suitable for dancing.]

[Ono Mika: Okay]

He then messaged Ono Mizuki again, telling her about dancing.

At the same time, he instructed her—

[Aoyama Osamu: You're not allowed to dance with anyone, understand?]

[Mizuki Ono: My classmate started dating in middle school!]

[Aoyama Rika: I'm still single in my second year of high school, why don't you follow my example?]

[Ono Mizuki: Okay]

After that, she also sent a voice message, which was the famous 'Shut up!'

Aoyama Riya replied with a voice message, the content of which was: "It's better not to listen to a man's voice."

Back in the dorm, I couldn't sleep at all.

The boys' dormitory was even noisier than a duck pen. Some were eating snacks, some were playing cards, some were playing FGO, PUBG Mobile, and others were playing Genshin Impact and Naruto.

"Qingshan, do you know how to play mahjong?"

You have a path to heaven but refuse to take it, you have no gate to hell but refuse to climb over the wall, you insist on running into the system holder in the human world.
"Pong! Self-draw!"

Aoyama Ryo had a mountain of snacks, and to teach these people a lesson, he wouldn't give them back the snacks, or even let them eat them.

He doesn't care if people say he's petty.

After lunch break, everyone left the dormitory to prepare for the afternoon hike.

"We started from the camp, walked all the way to the high ground, and then walked back," said the second-grade teacher in charge.

Starting in second grade.

Once you leave the camp and start climbing, the endless sky immediately unfolds before you, with no trees to block out the view.

"Wow~~~" A boy at the front let out a wolf howl.

"Wow~~~" came a boy's response from the back.

"Wow!!" The wolves cried out in unison.

The girls watched the boys making a ruckus with smiles, which only fueled the boys' enthusiasm. They competed to see who could shout the best, the most accurately, and the most melodiously.

"Looking for a mate!" Kobayashi Shiki muttered under his breath.

“Isn’t this a good opportunity?” said Aoyama Risa.

Jun Aizawa was not there. He patrolled back and forth, as if Aoyama and the others were exiled refugees, and he was the soldier in charge of escorting them.

“Why don’t you call out a couple of times? I think Inoue really likes this type of guy,” suggested Aoyama. “…What if you don’t sound good? It’s better to do nothing than to do something wrong,” said Kobayashi Shiki.

That's not entirely unreasonable.

“Say it softly once, and I’ll hear it,” Aoyama Risa said with a smile.

"Cough, hmm. Wow~"

"no problem!"

"Really?"

"let's go!"

"Wow~~~"

The girls in Class Two, including Inoue Misato, all turned around and looked at them with smiles on their faces.

Kobayashi Shiki immediately became proud and stern, straightening his neck like a rooster courting a mate.

It doesn’t sound good actually.

Hmm—maybe he really does have body odor, but nobody says anything. It's all Miyako Yaeko's fault that he's started to care.

Gradually, the wolf howls became less frequent, because they were too tired.

There are stone steps and narrow paths; most people are no longer walking, but rather moving their legs to shuffle along.

Aoyama Ryo and Kobayashi Shiki walked very easily.

"Misato, let me carry your bag for you," Kobayashi Shiki offered.

"Really? That's great, thank you!" Inoue Misato smiled happily.

After walking for a long time, Qingshan Li, who was moving at a steady pace, had overtaken Class 4 and Class 3 and arrived at Class 2.

Wearing the same sportswear, yet standing out from the crowd, he knew without even looking that it was Jian Shang Ai ahead.

Her long, straight black hair and coat tied around her waist accentuated her incredibly slender figure.

Aoyama Risa quickened his pace slightly, caught up with her, and overtook her again.

I don't want to walk behind her.

It doesn't matter if it's other people, but seeing a beautiful girl like Ai would distract him. He wants to complete this hike quietly and attentively.

A resistance came from behind, and the hem of my shirt was grabbed.

Come again?

Green hills turn back.

"Good afternoon, Aoyama-kun," said Ai Mikami.

Aoyama Ryo doesn't have a password for the computer, so there's no need to greet him.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” Aoi continued.

"Waiting for me? Aren't you tired?"

"Keep moving forward." Seeing that this wasn't the place to talk, Shang Ai indicated that this was not the place.

The two quickened their pace, climbing dozens of steps in one go and turning two corners. They weren't exactly alone, but at least they shouldn't be able to hear each other talking.

"Could you do me a favor?" said Ai.

The opportunity to repay the debt of gratitude has arrived.

While Ai may have forgotten, Aoyama Rie remembers that she helped him resolve two fight incidents.

"What kind of help?" he asked.

“Even if I say I won’t dance with anyone, some people will still take a chance and invite me to dance—I want you to invite me to dance,” said Ai Mikami.

"If it's just pretending, I can agree."

“Of course it’s fake.” Seeing Ai frown, as if Aoyama had spoken ill of the cat, “You didn’t really invite me to dance.”

"Really? Is that okay?"

"Why don't you give it a try?" Jian Shang looked at him, her smile seemingly encouraging.

“I’m going to dance with Mika-nee,” Aoyama Risa said.

“I had someone analyze you, and they said you like older women, and I didn’t expect it to be true.”

"What's the reason?"

"I don't quite agree with her reasoning—that you don't have a girlfriend."

“Your analyst underestimates me.” Aoyama Osamu smiled gently.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" See iAsk.

"I not only like older women, but I also like women who are around my age or younger than me, as long as they are beautiful girls."

"A girl usually refers to a woman who is between 12 and 18 years old."

"18 isn't big enough?" Aoyama Ryou was surprised.

I'm really worried about your future.

"You have no right to worry about me, just as I have no right to meet your parents."

"Then I'll pass that on to Senior Meihua and ask her to pay more attention to your mental health."

"Is this a threat?"

“I hope you will spread the word,” said Ai.

"."

“I mean, ‘You asked me to dance, and I said yes,’” said Ai Mikami.

"You did this on purpose?"

She nodded happily upon seeing him.

"I'll tell Mika-nee, Mizuki, and Miyako." Aoyama Rie took out her phone.

In his life, there will absolutely be no misunderstandings like those in TV dramas, comics, anime, or light novels.

“Gong Shi?” See above for repeated love.

“You know Miyako Yaeko,” Aoyama replied while sending messages to the three of them.

When meeting Shang Ai, of course, she wouldn't ask that: "Did you do this on purpose?"

Aoyama shook his head.

"You two are that close? You even report things like this to her." (See above for more information.)

"To repay the favor, we promised her we wouldn't dance with anyone else. After discussion, we've agreed that she'll only be allowed to dance with Sister Meihua," Aoyama Ryo replied.

"She both restricts you and lets you feel her feelings," Jian Shang Ai chuckled, "Still as cunning as ever."

Aoyama Risa couldn't listen anymore.

“She told me you’re straightforward and that she likes you a lot,” he said.

Of course, he couldn't be sure if Miyako Yaeko was telling the truth.

But one should not readily suspect others until there is evidence to prove that she is lying.

Seeing that Shang Ai laughed, she said, "I only say unpleasant things to people I'm close to."

There are indeed such people.

Especially for boys, the more they like a girl, the more they enjoy bullying her.

“So, Aoyama-kun, you can be really weird sometimes,” Ai said to Aoyama.

"You just want to swear, don't you?!"

He smiled and shook his head.

"Alright, everyone's been notified." Aoyama Ryo put away his phone.

"Notify them?" Jian Shangai found the word amusing. "Don't they need their consent?"

"Like you said, I wasn't really inviting you to dance."

Seeing that Ai was looking at Aoyama Rika, she pondered for a moment and said, "You can be quite silly sometimes."

"Okay, okay, I know. We have a great relationship, friends for life. You don't need to emphasize that by scolding me anymore."

"Can I say it one more time?" Jian Shangai raised her right index finger.

"Sigh." Aoyama Risa sighed helplessly, as if her seven-year-old daughter was determined to step in puddles.

“Games, cooking, kendo, baseball, and even studying—I’ve always felt that you have exceptional talent.”

"Huh? You weren't insulting me? Has our relationship soured?"

“But you treat your talent like a five-yen coin, dropping it on the ground, not even rolling it under a vending machine, but just a little further away, and you’re too lazy to pick it up,” Ai Mikami said.

“I focus on studying and writing; a person’s energy is limited,” Aoyama Osamu replied.

After a brief pause, he corrected himself: "My energy is okay, but the most important thing is that I have too little time."

Time is indeed the main factor limiting his improvement.

“As a friend, I will only point out your problems, not force you to correct them,” said Ai Kazumi.

"It has nothing to do with whether our relationship is good or bad. I'm only asking this question to improve myself—how do you think I should change?" Aoyama asked curiously.

"You don't need to change, what you need is a goal."

"Set a goal, motivate yourself, and unleash your potential?"

“Just like you wrote ‘Detective A’ for money.” Ai nodded.

There's nothing to change about Aoyama Ryo, at least not so far.

His current goal is to spend time with the Ono sisters and enjoy a happy high school life together.

Therefore, I'm going to dance practice tonight.

(End of this chapter)