Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 188 This place is neither suitable for swimming nor for walking.
After exchanging a few words, Miyase Yaeko, who had changed into her competitive swimsuit, also came out of the locker room.

Slender limbs, rounded chest and hips.

“Too slow,” said Ai.

“Some parts have grown, making it difficult to put on the swimsuit,” said Miyako Yaeko.

Competition swimsuits prioritize speed and reduce drag, so they don't really accentuate curves. Even so, Yaeko Miyase's curves are more defined than Ai Mikami's.

Seeing her makes her appear even more delicate and elegant.

They wore swimming caps, their dazzling, enchanting black hair tucked inside, yet it didn't look bad at all; on the contrary, it drew attention to the fact that every part of their bodies was just as beautiful as their black hair.

Her long, fair legs, paired with an extremely short athletic swimsuit, were too embarrassing to look at for long.

They stood there "naked" beside her, and Aoyama Risa couldn't calm down. She felt like she wanted to do something, no matter what.

too frightening.

I'll try to come to the pool less often in the future.

No, just now there were girls in swimsuits all around, but I didn't have any extra thoughts. The mistake was made by Ai and Yaeko.

"Feeling tight? Have you gained weight?" Jian Shang asked with a smile.

"I've said it before, as long as you choose the ideas that make you comfortable, it doesn't matter where I've grown." Miyako Yaeko smiled condescendingly as she looked at her.

"You are the best at making yourself comfortable, but not by choosing thoughts that make you comfortable, but by using sharp words. But I want to tell you that words cannot change anything."

Do you even have the right to say such a thing?!

In response to Ai's provocation, Miyako smiled calmly as if she didn't need to say anything more: "One hundred meters, the winner will be the team leader."

The two went up to the diving platform and put on their swimming goggles.

"I'll be the referee." The swimming club president wasn't nervous; he was simply mesmerized.

Everyone in the audience was captivated by the two's beautiful figures.

Such people are not suited for swimming. People won't care who swims faster. It's like a debate competition. After it ends, society doesn't care about the winner or the debate itself; they only discuss the debaters' looks.

In a debate, appearance is the last thing that should be considered.

The two of them are just that beautiful.

"Qingshan, could you please record this? I don't want a situation where we both arrive at the finish line at the same time and can't determine a winner." (See Ai's instructions.)

"I won't let that happen," Miyako Yaeko said confidently.

"No other classmates are allowed in the shot except for me and Yaeko, understand?" Mikami Ai smiled meaningfully at Aoyama Risa.

Today was indeed a day to test Aoyama Ryo.

"Don't worry." Aoyama Risa took out his phone. "Everyone, please make way, I'm going to record a video!"

Some people moved aside.

Some people, while making room for taking photos, wondered, "Why are you recording?"—they were so captivated by the two absolutely beautiful girls that they didn't hear what was being said.

Others say, "I also want to record a video, is that okay?!"—These are hopeless cases.

Of course, no one except Aoyama Rin was allowed to record the video.

The swimming pool was silent, just like the pool itself now.

The swimsuits clung to their skin, smooth as a second skin.
"Shh!" The swimming team leader blew his whistle.

"Splash!" The sound of entering the water was indistinguishable.

Aoyama Risa felt as if only a blink of an eye had passed before the two of them disappeared from the diving platform.

When he looked over, the two had already finished their initial underwater sprint and emerged from the water.

Amidst the white splashes of water, the two figures moved forward with a silky smoothness, as if they were drifting downstream. Aoyama Risa didn't have time to appreciate it and quickly pointed the camera at them.

"So fast!" a girl exclaimed.

"When President Miyako was in junior high school, he swam faster than the official athletes who participated in the competition," a girl who seemed to have graduated from Futaba said admiringly.

The swimming team members held counters in their hands, their faces filled with tension and disbelief.

"Good luck to my classmate!"

"Come on, President!"

People were divided into two factions based on their preferences.

"Aoyama-kun, who will you cheer for?" Inoue Misato asked with a smile.

"Kobayashi's life will be very difficult from now on," Aoyama Rika said sympathetically.

"What does this have to do with Kobayashi-kun? How annoying!"

Silently, the two had already swum fifty meters and simultaneously turned around.

Just then, I saw that Ai had suddenly overtaken Miyako Yaeko, and with a few strokes of her arm, she had already gone far ahead, reminiscent of a fish.

"Go for it, Jian Shang!!" The girls who support Jian Shang Ai cheered with delight.

“No, that’s not right,” Inoue Misato suddenly said.

Although Aoyama Risa doesn't know how to swim, he could still see the problem: Miyako Yaeko's problem wasn't that she couldn't keep up, but that her leg kicks were malfunctioning!

Previously, it was strong and powerful, like wielding a whip, full of athletic beauty. But now, the movements are slow and weak, like how Qingshan has come to see himself in the present.

injured?
The girls who support Yaeko Miyayo also noticed the problem.

Before anyone could figure out what was going on, the race was over. Seeing Shang Ai reach the finish line, she was so fast that it seemed as if she swam 100 meters faster than many people could run.

The swimming club president pressed the timer.

“54.39 seconds,” she said, stunned.

54.28 seconds is the Olympic B standard, which qualifies for a substitute position. See above for swimming with a B standard.

Except for a few people, no one was paying attention to the results at this time, including Aoi herself.

After reaching the finish line, she placed one hand on the edge of the pool, took off her swimming goggles with the other, and looked back at Miyako Yaeko.

Miyako Yaeko swam slowly toward the finish line in a 'leisurely' manner.

"Prepare a dry towel!" Ai said to Aoyama.

Something really happened!
Aoyama Ryo didn't know much about it, but seeing that Kamiya knew about swimming and also knew about Miyako Yaeko's abilities, he immediately put down his phone.

"I brought it!" A girl from some department, holding a dry towel, said.

"Thank you!"

Miyako swam to the shore, saw that Ueko had caught her, and lifted her up.

"Help her up!" said Aoi to Aoyama.

Aoyama bent down and pulled Miyako Yaeko ashore with all her might. Miyako Yaeko took off her swimming goggles and frowned slightly.

Compared to her left leg, her right leg was stretched out straight.

"Cramps?" Seeing that Ai had also climbed ashore.

"Yes." Miyako Yaeko nodded.

"You're really useless." Seeing Ai's mocking smile, I felt a sense of relief from her.

Miyako Yaeko glanced at her.

The girl with the towel skillfully cleaned Miyako Yaeko's legs.

Another girl took a new dry towel and wrapped it around her cleaned legs to keep them warm.

Seeing that Ai was keeping an eye on things, she took the towel that someone handed her, thanked them, and then wiped the water droplets off herself.

"President, massaging the soles of your feet can relieve cramps. Would you like me to do it for you?" the swimming club president asked.

Miyako looked at her right leg and then turned to Aoyama Risa: "Kuse-sensei said you learned massage from her?"

".Sort of."

"How are you feeling?"

Aoyama Risa didn't answer. He picked up Miyako Yaeko in a princess carry and walked towards the lounge chairs by the pool.

"Ah!" The girls in swimsuits exclaimed in bewilderment.

“You’re very bold.” In Aoyama Riku’s arms, Miyako Yaeko stared at him.

“It’s not the first time.” Aoyama Ryo placed her on the bench.

He crouched down and placed Miyako Yaeko's right foot on his knee.

He dared not use the system, fearing that the system, Aoyama Risa, would massage the soles of all the swimsuit-clad girls present—the door was locked, and there was no way to escape.

They probably won't run away.

Fortunately, I was injured while saving Shang Ai, and recently I've been secretly getting massages every day, and the massages have been upgraded.

【Massage D】, while not exactly professional, is more than enough to relieve cramps.

"Where is the cramp?" Aoyama asked.

"The back of your calves." Miyako looked at him, unsure whether she was checking if he knew how to massage, or something else entirely.

"Bear with it." Aoyama grabbed his right toe and pulled it forcefully towards his body.

Miyako Yaeko gave a soft snort.

Qingshan ignored her and focused on massaging her acupoints through the towel.

He can't listen, he can't think, otherwise he won't be the seven-year-old himself anymore, and Miyako Yaeko won't be the seven-year-old little girl anymore.

If a reaction occurs, even in a swimming pool, Aoyama Risa could jump in and drown himself.

He saw Shang Ai walking over, draped in a towel, her bare legs standing beside him.

Get out of here! Take it all away!

—The water droplets are about to fall. "After you've rested and warmed up, shall we compete again? Or shall I claim the win?" See above for more information.

"You win." Miyako Yaeko enjoyed the massage comfortably.

Although I won, I felt no interest in seeing my love.

"President!" The head of the women's water polo team brought over a sports drink.

"Thank you. Please continue your training and don't gather here," said Yaeko Miyagi.

"Yes, everyone! Continue training!"

After everyone had dispersed, Miyako Yaeko smiled and said to Mikami Ai, "Thank you too."

If the girls in swimsuits could hear her, they would think she was thanking Jian Shangai for her help in the pool, but Jian Shangai knew that she was thanking her for giving her the opportunity to 'relive the old dream'.

"Your technique is quite skilled." Ai looked at Aoyama.

"Experience makes a good doctor," Aoyama Ryo replied.

As he watched, he saw Shang Ai suddenly stick out her foot and kick him in the butt.

It's more like a light lift than a kick, yet it has that much force.

If Aoyama Risa's back hadn't hurt, he definitely wouldn't have fallen forward.

He instinctively grabbed the bench.

Miyako also made a mistake in her haste, and fearing that he would fall, she hooked her feet.

If Aoyama Risa's right hand didn't hurt, she could hook her arm around him and he could support his own body.

The bench was slippery, and Aoyama Risa slid all the way to the bottom until his head could no longer move between the girl's legs.

[Love in Daily Life - Meet Ai, Miyase Yaeko: 97%]

[The Girl Who Rules the World: 97.2%]

"What are you doing?" Aoyama Ryo raised his head and looked at Mikami Ai, his expression unchanged.

"I'm sorry," said Ai, "but you broke your promise first."

Thinking about it carefully, there must be members in the swimming club and water polo club who are good at dealing with cramps, so massage is not something they can't do.

"Even so, we can't take action. It's never acceptable to take action!" Aoyama Ryou protested.

"How could you say that? Do you even have a heart?" Jian Shangai retorted.

She changed the subject and sighed, "However, it is true, as you said, that force should never be used. I wanted to warn you not to do it again, but instead I've gotten myself into a deeper mess."

After a brief pause, she asked, "Are you happy?"

“I’m not interested in legs,” Aoyama Osamu replied.

"You've been glancing at my legs since earlier. Aren't you interested in them?"

"I'm concerned about the water droplets! I feel terrible if I don't dry myself properly. Every time I finish showering, I spend 15 minutes drying every inch of my body!"

Miyako watched the two bickering and just smiled slightly, seemingly a little happy, though it was unclear what she was happy about.

Recalling what had just happened, her legs involuntarily closed slightly, and the ticklish sensation of Aoyama's hair brushing against them seemed to still linger.

"Help me up, I'll change my clothes," she said.

Aoyama Risa didn't move, supporting her waist with her hand: "Jian Shang, could you help me out? My back hurts, I need to squat for a while."

Seeing that Ai looked at Miyako Yaeko.

"Ai, you know I would never refuse you," Miyako Yaeko said with a smile.

The two of them helped Aoyama Risa up at the same time.

“Aoyama-kun, sitting is better for your lower back than squatting,” said Ai Mikami.

"No, put it down quickly, it hurts!"

"Aoyama, I'm sorry, I forgot you had a back injury and asked you to help me and give me a massage," said Miyako Yaeko.

"Stop it!"

Seeing Ai was meant to embarrass him, while Miyako wanted to see the extent of her influence on Aoyama Risa.

Aoyama Risa was in so much pain that she couldn't use her strength, and the two of them helped her up.

Seeing that he was still bent over, the two of them couldn't help but laugh. They stopped teasing him and helped him sit down.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Aoyama Ritsu cried out, bending her legs.

The two beautiful girls glanced at him.

"Can you walk?" asked Miyako Yaeko.

"I can walk." Miyako Yaeko walked towards the changing room with a slight limp.

Midway through, he saw Shang Ai helping her up.

Once the two left, Aoyama stopped calling out, but his legs couldn't be put down for a while.

He didn't even dare to open his eyes. He hadn't felt anything when he looked at the girl in the swimsuit earlier, but now that he was looking at her, he might feel something.

Aoyama Ryoma silently memorized the past exam questions from Tokyo University.

Between Miyako's legs, the water had been wiped dry, but it was still somewhat damp and warm.

Glistening water droplets slid down Jian Shangai's smooth legs;

A strand of long hair slips out from the edge of the swim cap; a breast that fits perfectly in the swimsuit, showing off its softness; a drop of water rolls down the beautifully curved jawline.
My brain won't cooperate.

Swimming pools are too dangerous, in every sense of the word.

The two changed their clothes and came out. Aoyama Risa was very embarrassed because he was not ready yet.

But if the system gave him a choice to delete "Energetic" immediately, he wouldn't.

He's the one in the wrong; he lacks self-control and he's lustful.

[Full of energy] is innocent.

“Starting today, I’m the group leader,” Ai announced. “The first club we’re going to evaluate is the swimming club. Let’s go.”

"Go? Where to? Isn't this the swimming club?" Aoyama Risa quickly asked.

"In your eyes, is there only the women's swimming team?" Ai asked rhetorically.

"We can just evaluate the women's swimming team today. You haven't seen them swim yet, have you? You're already here, wouldn't it be a waste of time to go to the men's swimming team?"

“I’m getting anxious,” Mikami Ai said to Miyako Yaeko.

“Young man, you must understand,” Miyako Yaeko said to Mikami Ai.

"It's all your fault!"

“We are indeed incredibly charming,” Aya Mikami admitted.

"I mean my back injury! And what's worsening my back injury!"

Of course, the two wouldn't leave. They were just teasing him anyway. Besides, what Aoyama Rika said was true. His body had become like this entirely because of them—not just his back injury.

They left Aoyama Risa there and headed towards the pool, ready to test the abilities of each member of the two clubs in the form of a competition.

Having endured love for so long, she finally couldn't resist anymore.

She said, "Are the impressions from your childhood really that deep? You barely spoke to each other, and he fell between your legs, and you didn't even care."

"You'll understand once he's carried you," Miyako Yaeko said with a smile, then reminded her, "Remember, it's a princess carry."

This is the part of seeing love that I find most incomprehensible.

If Aoyama had jumped into the pool to save her and carried her ashore, she could understand.

She didn't mean anything else.

There was no indication that Aoyama was injured while saving her during the timber transport, which moved her and was one of the main reasons she allowed a kiss as an apology.

In short, simply hugging or meeting someone is not enough to make someone fall in love with you.

While deep in thought, she wasn't paying attention and suddenly slipped and fell.

Miyako instinctively reached out to help, but her right foot suddenly started to hurt, making her a beat slower. She only had time to pull Miyako away.

Both girls showed expressions of pain.

"Hey!" Aoyama Risa rushed over without thinking, looking surprised and worried.

He asked, "What happened?"

Miyako was in pain, but an idea popped into her head, and a smile appeared on her alluring face: "Pick her up and put her on the bench. It looks like we're not leaving the women's swimming pool today."

"No need." Before Ai could finish speaking, she was already in Aoyama Risa's arms.

Upon seeing her, a shy feeling welled up from the bottom of my heart.

She pursued purity; she had never been touched by a man, let alone embraced him.

But upon closer observation, she discovered that Aoyama Risa had no other thoughts but was focused solely on saving lives.

Noticing her gaze, Aoyama looked down.

To hide his embarrassment, he glared back at her.

"I said I don't need it, I'm not hurt"—these words were already on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say them because of a sentence from Aoyama Risa.

"Be careful!" he scolded. "I'm trying so hard to protect you, and you're not even paying attention!"

Whether you meet someone you love or not, you might fall for them simply by being held in their arms or carried on their back.

But based on what that man said, one could have a slight liking for him.

not much.

If a group of people appear, and this man is in the crowd, he will be the first person you see—that's about it.

(End of this chapter)