After school, the activities of the Kendo club continued as usual. Aozawa didn't skip training but, as the club president, personally guided the Kendo club mbers present.
Currently, in the Kendo club, aside from him, there's not a single talented Kendo player; all of them are downright weaklings even among ordinary people, considered middle to lower level.
But it's precisely this low level that grants them imnse growth potential.
As long as they keep improving their skills through constant sparring and real combat with experts, it's a trendous advancent.
It's like soone who always ranked last suddenly moving up to second-to-last. In the eyes of outsiders, that's visible progress.
Aozawa kept training with them until it was almost about to end, using the ability of Allowing Anything to leave the activity room ahead of ti.
Based on his tests, the weakening of Allowing Anything mainly concerned its frequency and duration aspects.
The usage ti can only last half an hour, with a cooldown ti of two hours afterward.
There's no weakening in terms of power.
He took off his Kendo armor, the hot weather made it easy to wring the sweat out just by twisting the headband into a basin.
Aozawa shook his head, tossing the armor to the first-year students to wash, then left the club activity room early, sending a ssage to Ayatsuki Ayaka on his phone, "Iroha, I'm leaving the Kendo club, hurry to the entrance of the club building."
"OK."
The ssage quickly showed as read, replied with a colorful English word.
Even as a poor student, Ayatsuki Ayaka still knew so English words.
Aozawa walked out to the entrance of the club building. The bright sunshine showed no signs of dusk, and the wind brushing through the nearby woods made a rustling sound.
He waited outside for a while, hearing the sound of pounding footsteps from behind, and turned to see the stormy Ayatsuki Ayaka running over, her tawny cheeks blushing, her forehead beaded with sweat.
"Aozawa~"
"Iroha, you don't need to run so urgently, did anything hurt? Let rub it for you."
He wanted to reach out with a sincere face but was quickly slapped away by Ayatsuki Ayaka, who glared and said, "Aozawa, be serious."
"Caring about you is the most serious thing in the world."
Aozawa replied righteously, then took out his phone, giggling, "Iroha, act as if I don't exist next; I'm going to record a video of you."
"Eh, you should've said so earlier."
Ayatsuki Ayaka's face showed panic imdiately, she took out a tissue from her bag to wipe her forehead sweat and grabbed a makeup mirror, "Just a mont, let check if I need to touch up my makeup."
"It's okay, Iroha, right now you have a natural post-exercise beauty."
Aozawa took up his phone to enter the recording mode, imdiately stopped by Ayatsuki Ayaka.
"Recording is no small matter, wait a bit, I'll finish sketching it out soon."
At this mont, her expression was extrely serious, like a general on a mission. The resolution in her tone made Aozawa abandon the thought of recording.
Ayatsuki Ayaka walked while checking her makeup in the mirror, pondering where she might need a touch-up.
For a hot girl, facing the cara every ti is an exhausting battle that demands 100% conditions.
...
Fifteen minutes later, Ayatsuki Ayaka finally finished retouching her makeup.
If there's any difference, only she might be able to notice it.
"Aozawa, do you think I look better than before?"
"Hmm."
Though Aozawa didn't see much difference, he still nodded and smiled, "Can we record now?"
"Hold on, let think about which pose might be suitable."
Ayatsuki Ayaka stopped him from filming again, starting to deliberate on what pose she should strike.
Aozawa had to remind her, "Iroha, if we keep doing this, we might run out of ti. I think all you need to do is walk naturally as if I don't exist."
"Can't we just record it tomorrow?"
Ayatsuki Ayaka pouted, thinking Aozawa's sudden suggestion was poorly considered.
The makeup for recording, the walking posture—all these require technique and knowledge, rather than being as straightforward as simply picking up a phone to film.
If it were that simple, no one would learn how to do that specially.
"Iroha, this is a lifeti request. Please let record it right now."
Aozawa looked serious, his eyes showing determination enough to swear to the world.
Such a deanor softened Ayatsuki Ayaka's attitude considerably; with a curious expression, she said, "Aozawa, you couldn't possibly..."
She paused, leaving her guess unspoken, nodded instead, "Fine, let's go to the small woods."
Her tawny cheeks reddened again, feeling that if they wanted to shoot videos with so degree of scale, it would be better to choose a sparsely populated area.
Although she felt shy, satisfying a boyfriend's needs sowhat was a girlfriend's duty.
Aozawa paused, feeling she misunderstood him a little, but explaining such misunderstandings wouldn't do him any good now.
"Thank you."
He decided to play along, all he had to do was record Ayatsuki Ayaka, then maintain the recording mode all the way ho to capture Morimoto Chiyoda.
Hehe, his plan for a big sleepover could be realized within the video.
From the noon tests, Aozawa essentially confird that upon entering ani or video, the data life adjusted the actions of all characters according to his understanding, simulating developnts that wouldn't match the original plot.
Essentially, it's not so low-dinsional world but a virtual ga environnt resembling a hundred percent real.
All the videos with his presence can refresh the CG plot continuously for twenty-four hours.
Using his data as a data person to change the surroundings.
This is why Aozawa wanted to film Ayatsuki Ayaka and Morimoto Chiyoda, for those requests hard to ntion and poses hard to make, in the virtual online ga, Aozawa was quite open.
...
Successfully recording Ayatsuki Ayaka, Aozawa took his phone and headed ho, turning the door handle without shouting, "Chitose, I'm back," like he usually did.
He wanted to record a video without traces of his presence, quietly taking off shoes at the entrance, and walked forward with very concealed steps.
Arriving at the kitchen, he directly used telekinesis to open the door, aiming the cara at Morimoto Chiyoda who was cooking.
She turned her head, saw the phone, and was about to ask why.
Aozawa already clicked complete, ending the video before she could speak.
"What are you filming?"
Morimoto Chiyoda's eyes held so confusion.
Aozawa replied with a straight face, "I just want to rember your beautiful figure."
"Oh, really."
Morimoto Chiyoda deliberately dragged out her voice, glanced at him, roughly guessing what it was about.
Tsk tsk, neither she nor Ayatsuki Ayaka could satisfy this one.
"You still need to take care of your health."
Aozawa, not refuting her misunderstanding, tacitly agreed to what she said.
...
After finishing dinner tonight, Aozawa again used night running as an excuse to leave ho.
He headed straight to Ayase's small park.
The malfunctioning streetlights flickered as he entered the small grove, confirming no one was around, he placed the phone on the ground, guarded by shadow soldiers, and then used the ability of data life to directly dive into the phone.
One by one, the app icons floated in the data space, he stood there, first setting the phone to silent, then quickly opened the folder to find the videos he fild.
"Hehe~"
The corners of Aozawa's mouth lifted, leaping into the video.
...
The scenery changed, seemingly transforming into foreign lands using global travel.
He returned to the school's small grove, with the evening sunlight filtering through the branches onto the ground, a girl sat sideways under the tree, pink lips biting the colorful hair, big eyes glistening with mist, her right index finger tugging on the collar, revealing the outline of a shoulder.
Her face flushed with embarrassnt.
"Iroha!"
Aozawa imdiately rushed forward.
Ayatsuki Ayaka, seeing this, quickly raised her hand to block, shyly saying, "Aozawa, this is school."
"It's okay."
Aozawa grabbed her hand, very soft, no difference from reality, also observing her face, unable to discern being in a video.
No need to worry about finding problems with Iroha all the ti during the nightmare party, short videos are not sothing to worry about.
He lifted Ayatsuki Ayaka, smiling, "Iroha, co with , there's sothing important to tell you."
"What important thing?"
"Don't ask, just co with ."
Aozawa smiled mysteriously, holding her hand as they walked out of the school.
Ayatsuki Ayaka's mind was muddled as she followed him, leaving the school and walking forward.
Along the way, Aozawa said nothing.
Until reaching the Morimoto Family, Ayatsuki Ayaka's confused brain finally reacted, quickly pulling back her hand, nervously asking, "Aozawa, why did you bring here?"
"Iroha, since you can accept Chitose, you probably won't mind doing it with Chitose, right?"
Aozawa looked at Ayatsuki Ayaka with an expectant face, causing her cheeks to flush instantly, hurriedly shaking her head, "No way, how could I do such a thing."
"Iroha, please, this is my lifeti request!"
Aozawa clasped his hands, looking pleaded.
"Eh~"
Ayatsuki Ayaka didn't know how to refuse, Aozawa then half-pushed her into the Morimoto Family, all the way to the entrance, not caring about exposing telekinesis.
He directly opened the door remotely, shouting inside, "Chitose, I'm back!"
Ayatsuki Ayaka was dumbfounded, "Aozawa, are you also a superpower user?"
"Iroha, don't mind such small things, take off your shoes first."
Aozawa helped Ayatsuki Ayaka take off her shoes and then took her to the kitchen.
Morimoto Chiyoda turned her head, seeing him standing with Ayatsuki Ayaka, surprisingly said, "Why didn't you say Iroha would co too, I didn't prepare her al."
"It's okay, compared to eating, we now have more important things to do."
Aozawa was full of excitent, clasped his hands, "Chitose, please accept my lifeti request!"
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