Tokyo girls have a big problem

Chapter 209 Beautiful girls are treasures
Monday, July 12th.

Sitting at the back door of the classroom, Aoyama Ryo stared at everyone who entered or exited through the back door with the stern gaze of a door god.

"Close the door."

"Please close the door."

"Remember to close the door."

With his body constantly shifting between hot and cold, and his constitution becoming increasingly weak, Aoyama Rin was afraid of getting sick.

There's only one week left before the start of the next semester, and the seating will definitely change. Aoyama Risa isn't even hoping to sit in the main character's seat anymore; leaving the back door will be the best-case scenario.

During the class meeting before the first lesson, Akita Shio walked into the classroom with her report card.

"Everyone, get ready to come up and get your results." She said crisply and immediately began distributing the results, "Qingshan."

Aoyama Risa is not number one; the order is based on surnames.

When Akita Shio handed the results to Aoyama Riki, she smiled.

"I bet Aoyama did very well on the exam," Jun Aizawa whispered to Shiki Kobayashi.

"Not necessarily, Akita-sensei simply likes Aoyama," Kobayashi Shiki replied softly.

Jun Aizawa nodded seriously. He had long noticed that Shio Akita spoke to Osamu Aoyama in an exceptionally gentle tone.

Aoyama Rika said it was because he was poor.

What a joke!
Why should the poor receive preferential treatment? Jun Aizawa, the heir to capitalism, didn't believe it.

"Oh no, oh no! I've been so busy with basketball games lately that I haven't been studying properly!" The basketball girl clutched her head in her hands.

Amakusa Sawa glanced at her furtively, then looked at Akita Ushio, trying her best to pretend she hadn't seen her.

"Amakusa Sawa." Akita Shio said.

Amakusa Sawa, who went up to collect her report card, and Aoyama Risa, who returned after collecting her report card, walked towards each other.

Amakusa Sawa intercepted Aoyama Ryo twice, as if playing basketball.

"I'm sorry," said Aoyama Rido.

"I'm so sorry!" Amakusa Sawa said.

Laughter filled the classroom.

"Not bad." Akita Shio handed the report card to Amakusa Sawa.

"It seems the training session was quite effective," Jun Aizawa murmured.

"It's also possible that he's praising the technique of using the herb 'Tenkusa' (a type of herb)," said Kobayashi Shiki.

With Amakusa Sawa's narcissistic beauty, after a boy has a 'tacit' banter with her, seeing Amakusa Sawa laughing so happily will inevitably spark some fantasies in his mind.

The boy wouldn't think that Amakusa Sawa liked him, but he would think that at least she didn't dislike him.

They would also think that Amakusa Sawa is not only beautiful, but also has a good personality, so they would definitely get along well with her.

Aoyama Ryosuke is different; he directly believes that Amakusa Sawa likes him.

None of this matters.

He opened the report card: 34th place.

Not bad.

With the study session and two days of systematic training, Aoyama Ryo improved his ranking by six places in a month, which made him very satisfied.

Learning requires accumulation over time; you can't expect results just by reading a book today. Besides, he improved from 40th to 34th place, not from 400th to 394th.

After the first period ended, Kobayashi Shiki and Aizawa Jun remained seated.

"Why didn't we have it?" Kobayashi Shiki and Aizawa Jun, who also participated in the study group, saw their grades drop.

"How are you going to participate in study sessions if you keep acting like this?" Aoyama Risa said with a smile.

"From now on, you are prohibited from participating in any future study tours!" Inoue Misato announced.

"No!" Kobayashi Shiki wailed.

In the second period, Aoyama Ritsu let the system take his place.

The final exams are over, and you've even made progress, but the real learning begins after the exams are over.

Filling in the gaps!

System, I believe in you. You still have a lot of room for improvement!
System Aoyama Risa reached out and touched Amakusa Sawa's back.

Qingshan Li held his breath and concentrated.

System·Aoyama Risa withdrew his hand.

You're really easily flattered.

During lunch break, Kobayashi Shiki and Aizawa Jun had recovered and climbed out of the slump in their grades.

On their way to the cafeteria, the three of them glanced at the rankings.

The first place winner was Ai Mikami again, and the second place winner was Yaeko Miyayo.

[Aoyama Rika: I feel sorry for you.]

[Yaeko Miyayo: Hmm? Our relationship has taken a step further?]

Why does a perfectly good chat always turn into this?

Aoyama put away his phone.

“I don’t understand, what’s the point of us always looking at lists without our own names?” Kobayashi Shiki said to Aizawa Jun.

“Aoyama wasn’t here before either,” Aizawa Jun said.

"How did you do that?" Kobayashi Shiki looked at Aoyama Osamu with a puzzled expression.

“Let’s start learning,” Aoyama Ryo replied.

On the way to the cafeteria, the two men made unwanted physical advances towards him.

After getting their food, the three of them sat down.

"Aoyama, the kendo club is about to start special training, and there will be a training camp before the competition. Do you want to participate?" Jun Aizawa asked.

"No."

"Is it alright?" Kobayashi Shiki didn't know much about kendo, but as a formal member of the soccer club, he understood the importance of practice.

“It’s alright.” Aoyama looked around. “Don’t tell anyone. Actually, I’m secretly training at the police station dojo, sparring with fifth, sixth, and seventh dan masters every day.”

"Police station dojo?" Kobayashi Shiki looked at Aizawa Jun.

"One of the most prestigious dojos, producing numerous national champions in various competitions." Jun Aizawa looked at Risa Aoyama's expression as if he were looking at a true disciple of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect.

I wish I could strangle him on the spot!

"This time, I'm going to win the Yulongqi championship," said Aoyama Risa, while eating.

The two of them didn't speak.

As members of sports clubs, and as men, they also harbor a desire to win championships.

"I also want to try to defeat one more enemy!" Jun Aizawa said solemnly.

"I'll be there to cheer you on!" said Kobayashi Shiki. "By the way, where is the Jade Dragon Flag event being held?"

Fukuoka.

Are there many beautiful women in Fukuoka?

"Aren't you going to bring Inoue Misato along to cheer you on?" Aoyama Osamu asked curiously.

After a moment of stunned silence, Kobayashi Shiki slapped his thigh and then asked, "How many days does the Jade Dragon Flag last?"

This guy is already having lewd thoughts.

“Aoyama,” Jun Aizawa ignored Shiki Kobayashi, because he and Kana Higashiura had to stay overnight and didn’t have the opportunity to act alone, “the selection for the right to compete. Are you going to participate? Even if you don’t participate, you may still get the right to compete directly.”

"I'll participate." Aoyama wiped his mouth.

Prove your strength repeatedly, let your strength speak for itself, and that will prevail over everything.

During his lunch break, instead of going to the Department of Philosophy in Athens, he watched some past kendo competitions in the classroom and learned about the rules of the Jade Dragon Flag.

Previously, his only knowledge of the Jade Dragon Flag was that it was "one of the three major high school kendo tournaments".

Jun Aizawa did offer some explanations, but in the past, he was only focused on working and studying, so he didn't take what he heard to heart.

This is the first time I've truly learned about the Jade Dragon Flag.

There are no qualifying rounds in Yulongqi. Any high school can participate if they want. Last year, there were 600 teams in the boys' group and 400 teams in the girls' group alone.

The stadium in Fukuoka must be huge!
There is one more thing that distinguishes the Jade Dragon Flag from other kendo competitions, and that is the biggest difference—

Lien Chan.

The winner can stay on stage indefinitely.

The highest consecutive record is currently over twenty people.

This also gave Aoyama Risa an opportunity: regardless of the strength of the other members of the Kaimei High School boys' kendo club, as long as he was strong enough, he could win the championship.

In reality, he needs to be terrifyingly strong; the strength of the Enlightened Men's Kendo Club isn't particularly outstanding.

The competition will last for five days, and given the large number of participants, the pace will be very tight.

Physical strength is very important.

Aoyama Ryū felt fortunate that he hadn't buried himself in his studies before, but had also taken care of his physical training, resulting in not only a 'B' in physique but also abundant energy.

He can handle a war of attrition and a protracted battle!

A small accident occurred during the second period in the afternoon.

Amakusa and stomach pain.

"Qingshan, Shenshan, take Tiancao to the infirmary," the social studies teacher casually instructed.

"Okay." Aoyama Risa stood up.

"Aoyama-kun, I'm entrusting my Sawa to you," Inoue Misato said with a smile, showing no concern for her friend whatsoever.

Did you know that stomach pain could also be a sign of ruptured internal organs or a heart attack, which can lead to death?
"Oh~~" Kobayashi Shiki cheered.

"Oh~~" the boys cheered.

At this moment, Kobayashi Shiki wasn't a boy, he was a simp—and if he actually succeeded in simping, he deserved to die even more.

Aoyama Rin didn't even get a lick.

"Huh? Wait a minute." The social studies teacher asked curiously, "Are they dating?" "Teacher, you have to choose one, guess."

"Hmm, are these the final exam questions you gave me? Give me some time to answer them." It seems the social studies teacher received a hefty bonus and is in a good mood.

Aoyama Rika and the basketball girl helped Amakusa Sawa out of the classroom.

At this moment, the student closest to the door turned around and stared intently at them. As long as they didn't close the door immediately, he would get up and close it himself.

The tension was so palpable, as if the outside world had become a zombie apocalypse.

The two brought Amakusa Sawa to the infirmary.

“Here we go again.” Kuze nods to Aoyama Risa.

“Teacher, the patient is Amakusa,” Aoyama explained.

"I'm already treating her."

Amakusa Sawa was amused by Kuseon; perhaps this was also part of the treatment? To keep the patient in a good mood?
Upon inspection, it was indeed found that the temperature fluctuations near the back door were the cause, but the problem was not serious.

"Shinyama-kun, you go back first," Kuseon said.

"Don't you need me anymore?" What the basketball girl really didn't understand was why she was the one going back, instead of Aoyama Osamu, who was a man.

“It will be good for Amakusa’s condition if you go back and Aoyama stays,” Kuze-on explained.

Amakusa Sae quietly pulled the blanket up a little, until it covered her nose.

Although she looks like a white daffodil by the pond, she has a lively and cheerful personality, but now she is adorably shy.

The girl is truly a treasure.

Aoyama Risa sat by the hospital bed, watching kendo videos on his phone.

【Kendo↑】

It was a very slight improvement, not as good as the system's improvement, nor as good as Aoyama Risa's own practice, but it was still an improvement.

"Thank you for your help, Aoyama-kun," Amakusa Sawa said softly.

"How are you feeling?" Aoyama asked directly.

"Better."

"Get some rest. I'll be here until school ends. If you need anything, just let me know." Aoyama Rika felt that the distance she showed was just right.

“Mm,” Amakusa Sawa replied.

Aoyama Ryo continued watching the video.

Occasionally, he would fall into deep thought, raising his hand to mimic the way the attack was executed in the video, or studying how to defend against the attack in the video.

Amakusa Sawa kept looking at him.

In the past, she would only glance at Aoyama Risa quickly. Even if she had the opportunity to look at him for a long time—such as when Aoyama Risa was on the podium doing a problem—it was still just a fleeting glance.

This was the first time she had gazed at Aoyama Rin for such a long time without any reservations.

Strangely, the longer she looked at him, the more distinct Aoyama Risa became; instead, he seemed somewhat unfamiliar, unable to fully overlap with the refined and elegant image she had in mind.

Amakusa Sa and her heart racing.

She wasn't captivated by Aoyama Ryo's appearance, but rather found his focus very attractive.

“Aoyama-kun,” Amakusa Sawa said softly.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Aoyama looked at her.

Amakusa Sawa gently shook her head. The air-conditioned medical room was cozy and warm under the covers, and she felt extremely comfortable.

She wanted to act cute towards Aoyama Rin.

"Want a drink of water?"

"Do not."

"Do you need to use the restroom?" Aoyama asked cautiously.

Amakusa Sawa shook her head again, looking slightly naive.

"Huh?" Aoyama Rin didn't understand what she wanted to do.

"During the first-year cultural festival, Aoyama-kun's class made a movie, right?"

"I think so." Aoyama Risa didn't think about it seriously.

“I forgot the name,” Amakusa Sawa said, “but I remember one scene where everyone was arguing and playing on their phones without talking to each other. Aoyama-kun’s character was looking at the wrong questions on his phone—when the camera caught that, everyone thought it was very funny.”

Aoyama Ryou put on a serious expression, trying to recall the events of that time.

“That wasn’t acting, was it?” Amakusa Sawa looked at him with a smile, her tone affectionate. “You were just learning.”

Aoyama Ryo finally remembered this.

He laughed too, and deliberately threatened, "Don't tell anyone!"

"Aoyama-kun, why are you so handsome and yet work so hard?"

Qingshan thought about it for a moment, puzzled: "Are these two things in conflict?"

“Generally speaking, handsome guys are all quite frivolous,” Amakusa Sawa laughed.

“A person like that doesn’t deserve to be called handsome,” Aoyama Risa laughed.

"Aoyama-kun, you are really handsome."

Aoyama looked over and saw Amakusa Sawa lying on the hospital bed. She didn't avoid his gaze, but simply pulled the blanket up again to cover her mouth and nose.

You could tell her face was red.

"Thank you." Aoyama Ryou smiled gently, picked up his phone, and continued watching the video.

This time, the up arrow ('↑') didn't appear after "Kendo" for a long time.

He dared not laugh at Kobayashi Shiki and Aizawa Jun anymore, for he himself was the same kind of person.

After school, Aoyama Ryo left the infirmary and went to the Department of Philosophy Studies in Athens.

Opening the sliding door of the activity room, you'll feel a rush of air that's not particularly cold, but definitely not hot either.

I saw that both Ai and Yaeko Miyayoshi had arrived.

"How come you're here so fast?" Qingshan asked, puzzled, and closed the door behind him.

In the summer, anyone who doesn't close their door is considered to have low moral character—this was one of the few prejudices he held.

"Guess, number 34," Jian Shang said with a smile.

Aoyama Risa immediately lost the desire to speak.

However, he still couldn't understand it—although it didn't really matter, since he had left from the classroom before and arrived later than them, it was fine, but today he came from the infirmary, which was much closer to the activity room.

“You said you would finish writing your second book before the holiday, and now there are only four days left,” Miyako Yaeko reminded him.

"We should be able to make it," Aoyama estimated the time.

Next, you can relax a bit in your studies and set aside time for reading and research.

"What are you doing today?" he asked.

"No matter what you do, you should practice kendo." Mikami Ai flipped through the book in her hand.

Aoyama admired her greatly; if he couldn't draw inspiration from books, he wouldn't read so many.

"And you?" Aoyama Risa asked, looking at Miyako Yaeko.

He wasn't looking for trouble; he just wanted the two of them to talk about something exciting so he could gather material.

Just as Miyako Yaeko was about to speak, there was a sudden knock on the door.

This door, the door of the Department of Philosophical Studies in Athens, was almost never knocked on—neither Aoyama Risa nor Miyase Yaeko knocked.

To be precise, only Akita Shio knocked on this door.

The sudden anomaly puzzled Aoyama Risa, and he made Mikami Ai and Miyako Yaeko retreat behind him.

"What are you doing?" he asked, puzzled.

“Of course you feel safe when you have no money,” Jian Shang Ai said.

"Didn't your teacher teach you how to protect yourself in kindergarten?" Miyako Yaeko retorted.

"you--"

[Love in Daily Life - Meet Ai, Miyase Yaeko: 98.9%]

[The Girl Who Rules the World: 99%]

"You guys are really great," praised Aoyama Risa.

His tone made the two girls wonder if they were pressed against him, or if he was sniffing their scent.

It's all very perverted.

It seems like they're being used as source material.

"Go open the door." The superior gave the order, acting as powerful and influential as a pregnant wife.

"After confirming their identities, no one is allowed to come in," Miyako Yaeko instructed, sounding like a female company president whose husband had lost his job.

"Normally there's no problem, but what if the other side has a gun?" Aoyama Risa hoped they would say a few more words about him.

"You think this is America?"

"So afraid of dying?"

Who is really afraid of death?

Aoyama was slightly disappointed that he hadn't obtained any material, and continuing to delay would be impolite to the 'potentially armed guest' outside the door.

He walked toward the gate.

The two people behind him said.

"Be careful."

"Even if you die, I will take care of the sheriff and Mizuki."

This is completely a joke.

[Love in Daily Life - Meet Ai, Miyase Yaeko: 99.1%]

[The Girl Who Rules the World: 99.2%]

Beautiful girls are truly treasures!

(End of this chapter)