Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 186 Supervisory Power

“It felt like a farewell party,” said Aoyama Osamu.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ono Mizuki said angrily, not allowing him to say anything unlucky, and raised her hand to cover his eyes.

Aoyama Ryou: "...Hmm?"

Everyone laughed.

"Really, don't talk nonsense," Ono Mizuki said with a smile, removing her hand.

“Yes, yes,” Aoyama replied.

Then, he realized that his position was quite good. He was lying on the ground, surrounded by beautiful girls. Looking up from below, he could see that the girls' breasts were quite large.

[Love in Daily Life - Meet Ai, Miyase Yaeko: 96.6%]

—System, you may lack brains, but you have good judgment.

A person's life will have many moments of blessing, as can be seen from Aoyama Osamu's experience: breaking into the Sunny Day Band and seeing the girls changing clothes; taking a bath with the Ono sisters.

He was only sixteen years old, but he dared to say that, in terms of visual enjoyment, this was absolutely the most glorious moment of his life.

"Please have some tea, everyone. We don't have much to offer at home," Mika Ono said, bringing out the tea.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Amakusa quickly said.

At this time, the doorbell rang again.

The band that arrived was Sunny Day Band.

"Mizuki, we bought watermelons!" Drummer Yumeshi shouted as she walked in, then froze.

"It seems like there aren't enough to go around," Bess Sakurako, who came up from behind her, laughed, glancing at Aoyama Osamu.

“I’ll get ready,” said Ai, as she made a phone call.

Soon, sushi, fruit, milk tea, and snacks were placed on the table in the Japanese-style living room.

Mizuki Ono no longer needs to prepare lunch.

“No wonder Mr. Kuze forbade visits, there are so many people,” said Shiki Kobayashi.

“If it were during the forest school season, there would definitely be even more people coming,” Amakusa said.

“At least half of the girls in the school will visit Aoyama-kun.” Inoue Misato looked at Aoyama Risa lying on the veranda.

Two maids were feeding him.

"Can I try?" Tianyu Elsa's expression was as if she had seen a zookeeper throwing chicken to a tiger.

"Go back after you finish eating," Miyako Yaeko said bluntly, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear. "Kuse-sensei said that Aoyama needs to rest."

"Shall we just go?" Kobayashi Shiki suggested.

He showed no resistance to the student council president, only the instinct to escape and a little bit of friendship to let his friend rest.

Amakusa looked around and said, "Shall we go?"

Just as Ono Mika was about to say something, Miyako Yaeko said, "I said, finish your meal."

"If you're going to leave, wait until I've finished asking your questions—Aizawa, who's that beautiful woman next to you?" Aoyama asked with a smile.

"This, that"

"Kobayashi, who's that beautiful woman next to you?" Aoyama continued his attack.

"This one, that one."

"Aoyama-kun, who is the beautiful girl next to you?" Inoue Misato asked with a smile.

"Beautiful flowers, beautiful moons, Gong Shi, Mian Shang, Tian Yu." Qingshanli is still afraid?
"Who is the most beautiful?" Inoue Misato asked again.

"This one, that one?"

Inoue Misato sighed, "Men."

"Hahaha~" The girls burst into laughter.

Despite it being a rainy season, the atmosphere at Aoyama Ono's house was cheerful, as if floating on clouds.

After the meal, everyone took their leave.

There's not much to say about the others, but I must mention the way Jian Shangai said goodbye.

"Sheriff, bye-bye~" she said goodbye to the cat.

After the guests left, the house seemed a bit deserted.

"I didn't expect you to have so many friends." Ono Mizuki looked Aoyama Risa up and down.

“I was surprised too.” Aoyama Ryo was very grateful to have these friends.

The three of them spent the afternoon studying, and for dinner they made do with the leftover sushi.

That evening, Aoyama Risa went to his room to rest early and asked the two not to disturb him unless he needed to use the restroom.

—System, massage!

"what!!"

—System, massage!

"what!"

—System, massage!

"what"

The screams grew fainter and fainter, mainly because they had gotten used to not bragging and simply didn't have the strength to scream anymore.

In the dead of night, after the Ono sisters had fallen asleep, Aoyama Risa leaned against the wall and walked out of the room. With each step, she looked like a mermaid coming ashore.

He goes to the toilet and takes a shower by himself.

The next day, he was able to move a little more, but he still had the maid serve him and continued to get massages that evening.

【Evaluation Improvement】

[Massage E→D]

[Special skill upgraded, reward received, claim now?]

Aoyama Risa is not afraid of hardship, but he is afraid of being taken advantage of. Now, seeing the system rewards, he feels like he is being taken advantage of.

--receive

【Rewards are being drawn】

[Kusei Oto's LINE account]

—What would I do with Kuseon's LINE account?!

System·Aoyama Ryo took out his phone and sent a message to Akita Shio.

[Aoyama Rika: Teacher, do you have Kuseon-sensei's contact information? Preferably on Line, I have something I'd like to ask her.]

[Akita Shio: Yes, I do. Let me look for it.]

Aoyama Rika and Kuze Nei added each other as friends.

No, it should be that the system, Aoyama Risa, and Kuze Ne added each other as friends.

[Kusene: What is it?]

—Speak up! What do you want?

The system had been shut down long ago, so Aoyama had to take over on his own.

[Aoyama Rina: Teacher, can I go to school tomorrow?]

[Kusei-ne: Not recommended]

[Aoyama Rika: I feel much better]

[Kusene: Come to the infirmary first, let me take a look at you.]

[Aoyama Rika: Thank you, teacher.]

On Monday morning, Aoyama Risa was able to walk without any problems, but he couldn't do any exercise, not even basic waist twisting.

Upon arriving at school, Aoyama Ryo went to the infirmary alone.

"Young people's resilience is truly remarkable," Kuze said expressionlessly.

"Teacher, I should be able to go to school without any problems, right?" Aoyama Ryo put on his clothes.

"No problem, but we won't have PE class, and we'll try to move around as little as possible during breaks, focusing on rest."

"Thank you, teacher. I'm so sorry about what happened before; your hyaluronic acid injections were all for nothing."

"Without you, a student would have died, and Jian Shangai would have been seriously injured. Not only would my hyaluronic acid injections have been wasted, but all my other treatments, such as IPL, Thermage, single-needle mesotherapy, neck wrinkle injections, Ultherapy, thread lifting, and facelifts, would have been in vain."

"Teacher, forgive my bluntness, but have you really had plastic surgery? I can't tell at all," Aoyama asked.

"That's because I don't make expressions. Do you want me to make them for you to see?"

"No, no need."

"You look good," Kushine, as beautiful as a robot, scanned you, "but you also need to take care of yourself. Pay attention to sun protection, neck wrinkles, brushing your teeth, and be mindful of photoaging caused by electronic products."

".Thank you, teacher."

"But some things are unavoidable. The simplest example is dark circles under the eyes. Even if you forget your girlfriend but don't forget to put on a face mask, you still can't avoid dark circles because of genetics and randomness. As a psychologist, my advice to you is that appearance is not that important. You can always get plastic surgery or cosmetic procedures."

".oh."

"Go to class."

".yes!"

Aoyama Rika is now very curious about whether she has had plastic surgery.

Looking across the entire school, the only one who might know the answer is Miyako Yaeko, and he must find an opportunity to ask her.

His back recovered so quickly that Amakusa's "bringing lunch" plan was declared a failure. Actually, thinking about it carefully, Aoyama Osamu, who has the Ono sisters at home and friends at school, doesn't need anyone else to make lunch for him.

During breaks, people from all grades and classes came to watch him.

They were all dismissed by Kobayashi Shiki, Aizawa Jun, Amakusa, and Misato with the excuse that they were still not well and needed to rest.

Lunch break was short, so Aoyama didn't go to the club.

After school, he would shuffle over like a snail, walking as slowly as a fisherman who had caught a big fish and was heading home.

Looking at the words "Department of Athenian Philosophy" on the Athenian Philosophy Research Department's sign, Aoyama Risa felt deeply that he was indeed inseparable from the Athenian Philosophy Research Department.

No matter how many times, he would say: More is better!
I opened the door and saw Shang Ai reading a book; a light drizzle was falling outside the window.

"Good afternoon," he said.

"Good afternoon." Seeing that Shang Ai had gotten up, she pulled out a chair for him.

"My injury isn't that serious."

"But your injury was to save me."

Aoyama Rika sat down: "I'm thirsty."

She glanced at him for three seconds, then returned to her seat and poured him the beauty tea that her mother had made her drink.

Aoyama Ryo raised his glass, tilted his head back, and took a sip.

"It tastes awful. But since even you're drinking it, it must be good." He continued to savor it.

After taking a couple of sips, he said, "I checked the weather forecast this morning, and it looks like it'll rain for the next week. Will this week's club activities revolve around indoor activities?"

“Before that, let’s take care of our own business,” Ai said.

"You were the one who offered to pull out the chair for me. I was just joking about drinking water."

"I mean, my first kiss." She spoke with a composed demeanor, seemingly wanting to say it casually, but she still blushed when she got to the word.

Aoyama Ryo subconsciously looked at her lips.

Seeing that Shang Ai subconsciously raised her hand to cover her lips, she lowered it halfway and glared at him.

Her face turned a little red.

“I thought you would pretend it never happened,” Aoyama said.

“If I could, I would certainly wish it hadn’t happened, but it has,” said Ai-do.

"That was an accident; we can pretend it never happened."

"If you unexpectedly won a billion, would you just pretend it never happened and not pay out the prize?" Jian Shangai retorted.

Aoyama Ryou paused for a moment, then asked, "How do you plan to resolve this?"

"As you said yourself, it was an accident, so the solution should be as fair as possible."

"You want me to kiss you back?"

She glanced at him when she saw him.

"Sorry, that was just a joke." Aoyama Ryo lowered his head and drank some water.

“Logically speaking, we don’t owe each other anything. You saved me once, so you kissed me once,” said Ai.

“I know you’re not going to follow the logic—this is just a joke.”

"But I still mind, I mind hurting you, I mind you kissing me."

"I suggest you go see Mr. Kuze-on." Aoyama Ryou was genuinely suggesting it, but seeing Kami Ai's expression, he could only add, "Of course, I was just joking."

"I'm sorry." Ai looked at the tea in her hand.

After a pause, she added, "I tried, but I couldn't stay calm and pretend it didn't happen."

Miyako Yaeko once said that Mikami Ai doesn't like owing favors, and that hurting Aoyama Risa must have made her very conflicted.

It's so agonizing that someone who pursues purity might take the initiative to get close to the green mountains and clear their mind.

However, the kiss ended not on the cheek, but on the lips, which crossed the already critical line.

Aoyama Rika looked at the girl in front of him. When they first met, she seemed like a heavenly maiden amidst the slightly sacred singing of the choir. But now, she was looking down, troubled.

“What do you want me to do?” he said.

His tone didn't shirk responsibility; rather, it conveyed his sincere willingness to cooperate to the best of his ability.

“We’re engaged,” said Aoi.

"Are you kidding me?"

"But you can't do it, and neither can I. This is the only way I can think of."

Aoyama Riya fell silent.

It seemed as if one could faintly hear the sound of rain washing over the leaves.

“Actually,” he began slowly, like snow thawing in spring, “there is something I’m very bothered by.”

"Ok?"

"That otaku—actually, I mind if anyone invites you to dance—I'm not kidding."

“I already know about this,” Ai said with a smile.

“But I said it myself,” said Aoyama Rido.

The reason why Ai knew this was because the system asked her to deliver the book, and she mistakenly thought that Aoyama was bothered by it.

Aoyama Ryo was indeed bothered by it, so he didn't explain.

Now that Ai has confessed, Aoyama Riya feels that he must also say it himself.

“Just like your pursuit of purity,” he continued, “I have my own ideas about relationships—I kissed you, and I felt that you were mine.”

Seeing that Shang Ai was looking at him, and then slowly smiled, she found it both funny and somewhat amusing.

Aoyama Osamu abruptly changed the subject: "But—"

“Before that, let me ask you,” Mikami interrupted him, “how many girls have you kissed?”

"You are the first and the only one."

"What were you trying to say?" It seemed that what was said was no longer important.

Aoyama continued, "But, as I told you before, I touched a girl's breasts, so I feel that she is mine too."

Seeing that Shang Ai winked, I didn't quite understand what he meant.

"Do you want both, or did you choose that person?" she asked.

"You ask me what I think? Of course I want both, but it's impossible in reality. So, I chose her. That's also the main reason why when others ask me if they can invite me, I say it's up to them."

"Do you like that girl, or do you simply feel responsible for her because of what you did?" See above for answers.

"All."

"More liking, or more responsibility?"

Aoyama shook his head: "I don't know either, but I think that two people who love each other as much as they feel responsible can truly stay together for a long time."

“I understand your feelings, and I also have a way to ease the conflict between us.”

"any solution?"

"To gain the right to supervise each other."

"Supervision? Supervise what?" Aoyama asked.

"You're the kind of chauvinistic man who thinks anyone who touches you is his, while I'm the kind of loyal girl who thinks anyone who touches me should either die or get engaged to me."

"Forget it, continue."

"In that case, we'll keep an eye on each other. I'll keep an eye on you and make sure you don't touch girls, and you'll have the same rights over me."

"I'm telling you not to touch boys? You'll touch boys?" Aoyama Ryou asked in surprise.

Looking into Shang Ai's eyes, it was as if she were looking at a humanoid creature who scored a total of five points on an exam.

“Your power over me is,” she said clearly, word by word, in a tone one uses when discussing something important, “the power to prevent any member of the opposite sex from approaching me.”

Aoyama looked at her.

"Don't, don't look at me." Seeing Ai looking out the window at the plum rain, and then, as if to prove that nothing was wrong, she turned her gaze back to Aoyama Rin.

“This is a right that only boyfriends and girlfriends have,” Aoyama reminded her.

“But don’t worry, we won’t be boyfriend and girlfriend,” Aya reminded him.

This is also why Aoyama Rika said "whatever," because the two of them are simply impossible.

In that case, his foolish statement, "No, only I can dance with Jian Shang Ai," will only invite ridicule.

“I understand, that’s what we’ll do.” He nodded. “But I have two conditions.”

"Ok?"

"First, the choice of people. Surely Sister Meihua or Meiyue could get close to me?"

“Of course, family members are an exception.” Seeing Ai looking at him, she smiled meaningfully.

Second, there's a time limit: does it end with the second year of high school?

"My original plan was to graduate from high school, but I could also do it in my second year of high school."

“I’ve made two conditions, and you can make yours too.” Aoyama Ryou pursued fairness.

“Alright, but I only have one condition,” Ai said. “I’m in this state now. If I’m not married by 29, you have to take responsibility.”

"Yes, yes, yes, if I'm not married by then." Aoyama Ryo picked up his teacup and took a sip.

I used to think it tasted awful, but now it's actually not bad. Have I gotten used to it?
(End of this chapter)