Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 207 Sky? Deep Sea? No, it's Green Mountains.

Seeing Aoyama Risa's serious expression, Mikami Ai couldn't help but sigh.

"Why are you sighing? Did I say something wrong?" Aoyama Ritsu asked.

"Yaeko needs to surpass Mika-senpai to achieve her goal, and I need to let you know that I'm serious and not playing you." Mikami Ai seemed to be talking to herself.

“No matter what you say, I don’t believe it,” said Aoyama Risa.

and many more.

Does she mean that as long as Aoyama Risa believes she is serious, she can achieve her goal?

In other words, the only thing separating Aoyama Ryo from falling in love with her was making him believe she was serious.
"you"

The sound of a door opening came from the hallway.

When the Ono sisters walked in, the distance between Aoyama Risa and Mikami Ai was like that between the groom's and bride's relatives who happened to be sitting at the same table at a wedding banquet—they were very polite to each other, and they might become a family that exchanged New Year's greetings in the future, but for now, they didn't know each other at all.

"Brother, do you cook?" Ono Mizuki asked loudly.

“You guys are in charge of buying groceries, and I’ll do the cooking.” Aoyama Risa stood up.

"Keep a calm mind." Jian Ai quickly whispered a reminder, "Stay as you are for now, wait for the right opportunity, and don't make any rash moves. You have one last chance."

Could it be that she is a good person?
Aoyama Riya also admitted that what Mikami Ai said made sense.

The advantage of keeping things as they are is that even if the time doesn't come, at least things can remain the same.

But by waiting for the right opportunity, we can avoid letting Aoyama give up completely. Perhaps at some point, such as during a summer trip or a cultural festival, we can deepen our relationship.

Aoyama Ryo decided to adopt this operational strategy.

"Poor hospitality!"

Lunch was so delicious that Shang Ai exclaimed, "There's still one more day, I'll come again tomorrow!"

Aoyama Risa didn't care. Four people wasn't a lot, especially since the extra person was Aoi Mikami. She definitely wouldn't bother him, or rather, she had no interest in bothering him.

After lunch, it's time for a nap.

Some are playing with cats, some are playing on their phones, and some are practicing swordsmanship.

Aoyama Risa did not use the system; instead, she imagined herself competing against Amamiya Elsa.

"Has he always been like this?" Jian Shangai asked, holding a cat, the air conditioning blowing through her black hair.

"Once in the morning and once in the evening." Mizuki Ono ate her ice cream and glanced at Osamu Aoyama, who was having a fit of chuunibyou, between bites of her phone.

It was a hot summer day, so Aoyama Riki didn't go to the yard; he stayed in the Japanese-style living room facing the courtyard.

Ono Mika smiled.

After lunch break, the four continued studying.

The day flew by, with nothing noteworthy to mention – just studying, studying, and more studying.

After spending the day like this, the Ono sisters were less resistant to the good student, Ai Mikami. The evidence was that the next day, Mika Ono took the initiative to open the door.

"Let me take a look at the vegetables he planted," Shang Ai said halfway through the journey.

Ono Mika smiled and accompanied her to the vegetable garden.

The vegetable garden was right outside Aoyama's room window.

Previously, Ai could see Aoyama adjusting his pants inside the room through this window, but now, the tall climbing vines have blocked her view.

“After you went out yesterday,” Ai said, admiring the little yellow flowers on the female cucumber, “Aoyama told me about his confession to you.”

Ono Mika couldn't help but turn her head to look at her.

Why did Aoyama say that to her?
Is their relationship good or bad?

“I advised him to try again, and if it still doesn’t work the second time, then give up.” After saying that, I saw Ai and Mika Ono look at each other.

She hoped that Mika Ono would seriously consider it.

When she knows that there is "one more chance" and "this is the last chance," Mika Ono will most likely show her true attitude.

“Are you doing this to help him? Or are you hoping he’ll give up on you as soon as possible?” Ono Mika said softly.

Seeing that Shang Ai was looking her over, he couldn't help but laugh after a while.

“Senior Meihua,” she laughed, “this kind of atmosphere shouldn’t exist between the two of us. You should be wary of others.”

"You don't want to talk to me?"

"In your opinion, senior Mika, Aoyama may be outstanding enough to make all the opposite sex like him, but no, at least not in my eyes."

After a brief pause, he saw Shang Ai say again, "We should go back now, or we'll arouse suspicion."

Aoyama Rika and Ono Mizuki did not suspect them; Aoyama Rika had already entered a state of study.

"This is today's." Jian Shangai took out the beauty tea.

The Ono sisters looked embarrassed—seeing Ai admiring him was a great pleasure.

The beauty tea tastes terrible.

The amazing thing is that adding sugar, honey, or anything else makes it taste even worse.

The reason why Ai and Yaeko Miyase can sip their drinks so calmly is because they have been drinking them since they were young. For those who are drinking them for the first time, it is only natural to vomit.

So far, only Aoyama Osamu can truly enjoy the beauty tea.

When he drank the beauty tea, it was as casual as if he were letting a game character drink something that said, "The most unpalatable thing in the world, increases experience by 50% during the effect."

Tuesday, July 6th.

As with yesterday, there was almost nothing to recount except for a conversation.

July 7th, Wednesday, the first day of final exams.

Then came three consecutive days of exams, which ended on Saturday.

It's not summer vacation, but I still have to go to school for a week.

Different schools have different arrangements this week.

Schools with a deviation score of around 30 or 40 offer a lot of freedom, but after graduation, they will have to compete with people like Indians, Vietnamese, and Aoyama Rika for convenience store clerk jobs, which is quite difficult.

Whether it's Shenchuan, where she was before meeting Ai, or Kaiming, where she is now, classes continue as usual.

No, it's a more rigorous schedule. This week there are no sports, family activities, or experiential classes (flower arranging, kendo), only regular classes.

But that's for next week.

The day after the exam, Saturday, Aoyama Ryo composed himself and headed to the Minato Ward Police Station's kendo dojo.

The dojo covers a vast area, with white walls that stretch as far as the eye can see.

After explaining his purpose to the receptionist, Aoyama Ryo was led into the dojo.

The dojo consists of only three shrine-style buildings, and inside each building, one can see figures wielding bamboo swords.

[Kendo Jade Dragon Flag: 52%]

Aoyama Risa followed the receptionist into the central building.

A group of people in kendo uniforms—adults and children alike—are practicing swordsmanship in neat rows.

It doesn't resemble sword practice; it's more like ancient military training.

"President Miyase is waiting for you up ahead." The receptionist used a respectful tone when addressing Aoyama Risa.

"Thank you."

The receptionist bowed and then left.

Aoyama took a deep breath and stepped upwards.

Grandpa Miyashi, still handsome even in his old age, sat at the head of the table.

Behind the upright figure, there was a large number of things that Aoyama Risa couldn't understand: photos, a complete set of armor, lamps, a bamboo sword being worshipped, and so on.

At the very top is a banner that reads "Self-reliance and Perseverance".

"Hello, Grandpa, I am Aoyama Risa." Aoyama Risa bowed.

Grandpa Miyashi's attitude was indifferent and extremely composed, as if the whole world was holding its breath and waiting for his command.

After glancing at Aoyama Ryo, he looked down.

“Tae Kwang!” he called out.

“Yes!” a man replied.

Grandpa Miyako didn't even look at Aoyama Risa: "Talk to me after you win."

The people training on the field quickly dispersed, knelt on the ground, and formed a competition area with their bodies.

In the center of the arena, only an adult male named Tai Guang remained.

His features were ordinary, but his expression made him seem like either a policeman or a bodyguard for an important person.

Age doesn't matter; as long as they're men, they often don't need to say much to each other.

You only have the right to speak after you've won the battle.

Suddenly someone threw a bamboo sword, which Aoyama Risa caught.

He swung his sword, the bamboo sword slicing through the air with neither too light nor too heavy a touch, exactly the same as the bamboo sword he used daily.

He stepped onto the "stage".

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Someone beat the war drums.

Aoyama Riki and Yasumitsu walked to the starting line and crouched down facing each other. [Kendo Jade Dragon Flag: 53%]

He doesn't intend to use the system, and the occasion isn't appropriate.

Playing by myself, I do have some confidence.

He has been busy with his studies these past few days, but he hasn't neglected his kendo. He practices for 4 hours every day. Although his skill rating hasn't improved, his strength has increased.

One of the reasons he came to the police station's training center was to test his combat skills.

The two stood up.

The system's shadowy figure exuded killing intent, while Tianyu Elsa was filled with fanaticism for swordsmanship. In contrast, Taiguang in front of her was quite calm, with only a determination to win in his eyes.

Neither of them was wearing protective gear.

Taiguang took a step, then another, closer to Aoyama Ryo, carrying the caution of a policeman towards a criminal, as well as a natural psychological advantage.

Aoyama Risa raised his shoulder and thrust out his bamboo sword with lightning speed.

Tai Guang blocked it with his sword.

"Snapped!"

Bamboo swords clashed with each other.

Aoyama sheathed his sword, and Taiguang did not pursue him; the two faced off.

Taiguang slowly extended his sword, moving as slowly as a snail, step by step approaching Qingshan Li's neck.

No, it's not a snail, it's a toad, a frog.

The toad's movements are sometimes so slow they seem almost sluggish, but even at their slowest, its ugly appearance, which makes one suspect it's poisonous, still makes one uneasy.

"Noodles!" Aoyama drew his sword.

"Snap!" It was blocked again.

The two were locked in a standoff once again, with Taiko continuing to push the sword forward, the tip of the blade gradually approaching Aoyama Risa's throat.

Aoyama Risa slipped and, as agile as a cat, was already to the side.

"Hand!" he slashed.

"Snapped!"

It was blocked.

Aoyama Ryo clenched his fists, unleashing a special power-generating technique, as if a small volcano was erupting inside his body.

"Snapped!"

Tai Guang's sword was thrust forward once more.

The immense pressure felt like a white cloth covering his face, gradually becoming soaked, and Aoyama Risa began to feel suffocated.

—Strong

【Kendo C】is completely inadequate in front of the opponent.

After watching the video of System Aoyama Risa's one-on-one battle against the Kendo Club, Grandpa Miyagi must have started to have doubts by now, right?
If this continues, I'm afraid I'll be looked down upon.

—Keep it up, Aoyama!
Using the system?

What a joke! What does it matter to him what Grandpa Miyako thinks of him?
His purpose in coming here was to gain practical experience, not to gain someone's approval.

Once he made the decision not to use the system no matter what, and after clarifying his purpose, Aoyama Ryo entered a special mental state.

In this state—

Active thinking;

Brain excitation;

Adrenaline levels rise;

In short, I fear neither heaven nor earth.

No longer afraid, Aoyama Ryo's overwhelming strength actually brought him pleasure.

Aoyama Risa slightly hunched her shoulders.

As if sensing something, Taiguang stopped extending the bamboo sword forward.

"call!"

The air was torn apart, and Aoyama Risa used almost all the strength he had ever had in his life, slashing four times in an instant.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snap!" The bamboo swords of the two men were flung away as if they had been released from their hands.

Aoyama Risa was already used to the feeling of the bamboo sword being cut away. He forcibly pulled the bamboo sword back and used the force to cut out again.

Tai Guang was clearly a frequent loser, but when faced with the sudden turn of events, he displayed considerable experience and firmly gripped his sword.

"Snapped!"

The bamboo swords clashed for the fourth time and were sent flying.

"noodle!"

"hand!"

During the retreat, one person uses a retreating strike face, and the other person uses a retreating strike hand.

"Hands!" the kneeling people shouted at the same time.

"The outcome is decided!" said Grandpa Gong Shi.

At this point, approximately twenty-five seconds have passed since the start of the match.

In general, because he is always at a disadvantage, Aoyama Osamu is very good at counterattacking when he is on the defensive.

He won.

To gain the right to speak.

"Speak." Grandpa Gong Shi sat cross-legged, his hands resting on his knees, like an ancient daimyo skilled in charging into battle.

"Please allow me to cultivate here!" Aoyama Riko bowed.

Grandpa Gong Shi was somewhat puzzled: "Didn't you ask me to marry my granddaughter to you?"

"."

What did Miyako Yaeko say to her grandfather?
“I’ll agree to this small thing. However,” Grandpa Gong Shi changed the subject, “each training session lasts at least two hours. You’re a student, so you can come whenever you want. But if you come and dare to leave early or fail to complete the training task, you don’t need to come back.”

"Thank you, grandpa."

"You are not qualified to call me grandpa yet."

It's just a matter of politeness.

"Go change your clothes and get ready for training!"

"Yes!"

Aoyama went to the changing room to change clothes. Unlike the school's white top and black bottom uniform, the kendo uniform at the police station dojo was all black, like that of a yakuza organization.

"How is it?" Grandpa Gong asked Taiguang.

“He was also wielding his sword with the intention of eliminating his opponent,” Tai Guang replied.

"You've worked hard, go train now."

"Yes!"

Grandpa Miyagi felt that it was still too early to determine Aoyama Risa's kendo style.

Given how much Yaeko cares about this boy, she might secretly reveal his preferences, allowing Aoyama to pass the test.

Grandpa Miyako didn't approve of this immature relationship.

Of course, he wouldn't be so blunt with his granddaughter.

Taking an ordinary fish into the air or the deep sea may not be a good thing for the fish—this is his original statement to Yaeko.

Aoyama Risa changed her clothes and came out.

Grandpa Miyagi hadn't given him a second glance until he changed into his kendo uniform.

He recalled his granddaughter's reply: "Grandpa, when you see him, you'll know he won't go to the deep sea or the sky; he's a green mountain."

Aoyama Risa, dressed in all black, is practically the perfect heir in Grandpa Miyako's eyes!

Simply put, before confirming Yaeko Miyayo's gender, Grandpa Miyayo's fantasy about his grandson was that he would be like Osamu Aoyama!
With his handsome appearance, seemingly smiling yet always calm demeanor, he is particularly suited to wearing black.

Without needing power or wealth, anyone who only looks at appearances would be compelled to address Aoyama Ryo as "Young Master".

Grandpa Gong took out his phone, took a picture, and sent it to his wife and mistress.

[Grandpa Miyako: Doesn't this look like me when I was young?]

[Grandma Miyako: Aoyama-kun?]

[Grandpa Miyako: Hmm]

[Grandma Miyako: She and Yaeko would make a perfect match!]

[Grandpa Miyako: Doesn't it look a lot like me when I was young?]

[Grandma Miyako: Oh dear, invite him over for dinner sometime!]

[Grandma Miyako: Let's leave him to Yaeko, don't scare him.]

[Grandpa Miyako: What do you two mean by this?]

(End of this chapter)