Tokyo Wingman King

Asama got up before the alarm went off and canceled the alarm setting.

I took a look at my phone and saw it was 5 minutes to 6 o'clock.

Today’s schedule reminder - July 7th, take Pochi back to his hometown.

The wind officially picked up last night and the sun wasn't shining outside, but the weather forecast said it would still be sunny for the next few days.

When he returned to his hometown, it actually didn't make much difference whether it was sunny or rainy. The first thing he decided to do when he returned home was to catch up on his sleep.

Because of what happened yesterday, Asama once again had the insomnia he had the day before.

I couldn't fall asleep anyway. I felt a little sleepy until after 4 o'clock, but I woke up automatically not long after sleeping.

Including taking naps on both trains yesterday, the total sleep time was less than 90 minutes. This morning, I had just slept for 35 minutes when I was driven out of my dream by a nightmare.

He yawned loudly, resisted Rua's urge to show off her head, covered her with a blanket, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to 27 degrees, went into the kitchen and made a cup of coffee, and sat on the chair casually, as if drinking. I drank it like tea and responded to a few love consultation and after-sales messages.

After wandering around the trigger line of the side effect of [staying up late] for two consecutive days, Asama determined the trigger mechanism of this skill——

The first one is that if you stay up all night, you will most likely be forced to stand by for 2 hours in the afternoon of the next day;

Article 7: After staying up late, sleeping for half an hour with physical strength of will most likely avoid the side effects of forced standby;

Article 2: Sleeping for hours or more immediately after staying up late will definitely trigger the buff effect that makes your mind clear.

While washing up in the bathroom, Asama unconsciously looked at the mirror again.

How to put it this way, I am obviously not a member of the Appearance Association, and I have never imagined what I would do if I became a handsome guy.

However, Er Jian's confession made him care about his appearance again.

If your eyes are relaxed, you will have dead eyes. If you look hard enough, they will turn into evil eyes. Lack of sleep will also make the dark circles more obvious.

There are no flaws in the facial features, and there are no bright spots. They are not sharp and strong enough. The eyebrows are a little sparse, and the color is much lighter, turning into light brown.

After being in the sun for so long, his pale face was just a little yellower, making him look even more deficient in energy and blood.

Objectively speaking, his previous lack of presence was not only intentional on Asama's part, but also due to the inherent barrier of "economical man" formed by a long-term lack of physical exercise and facial care.

In Yinghe, where handsome guys and sophisticated men gather together, he is an NPC whose appearance is forgotten at a glance or confused with others.

However, when the NPC has an ID like [Yinghe Ninja/Great Teacher/Five Photographic Emperor Master], the protective layer of appearance has lost its effect.

This low profile version of Yoshizawa Ryo's face is also remembered by more and more people.

In his book "The Utopian Body", the philosopher Foucault also described the same trouble with appearance as Asama -

[Every morning: same presence, same trauma. The mirror tracing before me imposed the same inescapable image: thin face, slumped shoulders, short-sighted eyes, no hair—nothing handsome at all. But I have to reveal myself and move around in this ugly skull of mine, in this cage that I don’t like; I have to speak through this oven, look and be looked at; I will be here Rot beneath the skin. ]
Except for the big bald head, almost all words describe him.

It's a pity that Asama's interest in philosophy stops at understanding. If his life is really hanging on the road of philosophy, he will be the contemporary Foucault Benke.

Many people have appearance anxiety. For example, Sartre, who failed to pursue more than 20 girls, would pose in front of the mirror every day to dress himself up. Camus laughed at Sartre and said that if he looked more natural and was not nervous, he would be able to date a good partner. But Sartre said, "Are you blind? Can't you see what I look like?"
This seems to be a joke, but it may also be one of the reasons why the two people broke off their relationship in the future.

Robots and avatars do not have this kind of appearance anxiety, but from a series of online games it can be understood that this kind of facial features anxiety will be transferred to shiny weapons and equipment.

People will love the outside superficially.

Maybe I'm not in the Appearance Association in this life, just because I think I'm ugly and don't have the right to be picky?

Thinking about it this way, the fatigue became more intense.

If he took off the □□□ star, his heart would feel like it was being pinched.

His head hurt, like a split, pulling at his temples and the nerves in the back of his head, making it impossible for him to sleep anymore.

I hope this neurasthenia-like symptoms can be alleviated a little bit when I return to my hometown.

He wore the physical props honestly, did not wake up Pochi, nor did he go for a morning run, but walked to the rooftop of the apartment building.

The physical training plan was once again suspended by Asama.

He decided to give priority to training his agility and intelligence to ensure that he could achieve the attribute achievement 7777 as soon as possible, although he was not sure whether this achievement actually existed.

My intelligence ranges from 7 to 8. I don’t know how many questions to answer, how many books to read, and how much new knowledge to learn before I can complete it.

When his agility went from 6 to 7, the first thing he could think of was [Secret Skill·Left and Right Jump].

I studied computer technology all night last night, so let’s practice agility in the morning.

By the way, most of the series of unique skills Asama possesses belong to the agility category. I wonder if these skills can make it easier to improve his agility.

Most of the space on the rooftop of the apartment was given over to an exhaust fan that looked like a turbine engine. Another part was actually reserved as a sunbathing area for residents, and some sheets were sunbaked on it.

I didn’t expect that there would be people in Tokyo who are used to hanging their quilts on the rooftop to see the sun.

Asama continued practicing her secret skills on the balcony until 6:, and she didn't stop even when she received a call from Pochi.

I don’t know if I can jump out of the afterimage if I practice this skill to a high level.

"Ah Shui, why didn't you wake me up and go to exercise?"

"Be right back."

"Can you bring it to me at a convenience store?"

"No, I'm hanging up."

"Hey! Don't hang up! But"

Asama just hung up the phone and found a woman in her twenties looking at him curiously.

Asama stopped moving and responded to the woman's gaze.

"Is there a problem?"

"Um, are you asking for rain?"

"No. It's not appropriate to put away the quilt now. Let's wait until the sun comes out in the afternoon and dry it for a few hours before putting it away. Don't forget to dry the quilt next time."

It seems that Asama's judgment was correct.

The two quilts hanging out on the rooftop belonged to a woman dressed like this lady. Her face turned red when she was told that, and she hurriedly hid her body behind the hanging quilt.

The best way to avoid embarrassment is to embarrass others.

Asama went downstairs contentedly.

Let's put future quilts up to dry. I don't like drying them in the shade on the balcony with disinfectant. Asama still prefers to be exposed to the sun and get a "sun-scented" fluffy quilt. Although he doesn't know what effect the oxidized carbon compounds and aldehydes that make up these "sun smells" have on the human body.

In addition, the training location for secret skills has to be changed.

Yesterday I paid 1000 million yuan to my family, and most of the things have been explained clearly to my family.

A foreign exchange student in Yinghe aspires to study in Japan and take the Tokyo University entrance examination. He has excelled in tutoring troubled students and has become the school's designated study companion for international students.

If the foreign exchange student is successfully admitted, he will receive a total reward of 5000 million yen.

My father, who had been searching for information about studying abroad for a long time on the Internet, sighed - "I can't understand the current education system anymore." - and then my mother and I accepted the matter completely.

Rather than being a reading companion, they were more worried about the [seven-year contract] for tutoring troubled students.

"If it doesn't work out, we will refund the money. Who knows if you will meet a rich family that is not easy to mess with?"

"I know you are measured. Remember to protect yourself when you are outside. If you encounter trouble, call the police immediately. Then tell us and we will find a solution together."

My parents have always warned me that tutoring is a good thing, but don’t fall into the trap of rich people.

It always feels like they are overthinking something.

I went home and made breakfast for Pochi, listened to the news for a while, and then the two of them went out pushing two large suitcases that had been cleaned long ago. Both suitcases belong to Pochi, one contains pajamas, underwear and personal items, and the other contains sportswear and various reference books and materials involved in the study plan.

"Ah Shui, is it necessary to store so many books? Can't I just use my mobile phone to read the electronic version?"

Pochi said this, but easily lifted the suitcase into the elevator.

“Don’t mention this to me until education becomes paperless.”

"But it's really heavy."

Pochi pouted, looked at his nose, and blinked, blinking, pretending to be pitiful.

"Because it has weight, it gives you strength. That's the great thing about learning."

"I didn't ask you this, stinky Ah Shui! If you don't believe me, why don't you try it? You don't know anything about the weight of this power!"

Asama still helped Pochi carry the heavy weight of knowledge. Fortunately, there were not many places in Tokyo where he really needed to carry his suitcase.

It takes less than 20 minutes to get to Tokyo Station from Azabu, with the noon train, but the two of them arrived around 8 o'clock.

The purpose is to buy some souvenirs for my parents.

Bo Qi nodded, secretly sighing that he had been negligent, but Ah Shui had thought more carefully.

I take my girlfriend home and then buy a gift for my parents saying it’s from my girlfriend. Isn’t this the case with boyfriends?

"Ehehe~Ehehe~Ehehehe~~~"

Thinking of this, Pochi laughed happily.

The two lined up at the famous dessert shop [DOLCE FELICE] in the GANSTA mall in Tokyo Station to buy penguin cream sandwich cookies and Tokyo's best-selling popular souvenir Tokyo Banana Cake, and then rushed to the Marunouchi South Exit Mall to buy the popular NY New York Crispy Cheese Roll and Naruto Kintoki Sweet Potato Gift Box.

It has to be said that Tokyo Station is simply a paradise for sweet tooth lovers. The various interesting snacks directly fascinated Poch. He had obviously eaten breakfast and even showed off 3 desserts while queuing.

If you ask me why I am crazy about buying desserts, it is because my mother loves sweets.

As for Dad, he can't think of what he likes. Buying a book will most likely be frowned upon. Let's buy him a dessert too. Mom will eat it anyway.

After buying maple rum cake and tulip rose cookies, Asama and Pochi, who had been waiting in line for more than 2 hours, rushed to the platform carrying large and small bags.

"It would be great if I stayed at Tokyo Station."

Pochi sighed with unfinished emotion.

"You can move right in if you're a homeless person."

"Being a homeless man can't afford such expensive snacks. Besides, Ah Shuishui's snacks are the most delicious~"

The ticket Asama bought was the Sapphire Dancer train departing from Tokyo Station. It departs at 12:20 and will arrive at Ito Station at 2:16 pm.

So how did the rumor that his hometown is eight hours away from Tokyo spread? Do you think he came to Tokyo by bicycle?

Saphir is taken from the French word "sapphire". The train's painting also reflects the crystal luster of sapphire, symbolizing the beautiful sea and sky that shine like sapphire blue light during the journey, but Asama prefers saphir for wisdom. and the implication of clear thinking.

The chairs in the train compartment are also facing the window horizontally, and the sea-viewing experience is very similar to that of the famous Kineye Sea Bream.

Asama couldn't help feeling that poverty limits imagination, and the pursuit of luxury may also be an important driving force for making the world a better place.

But Asama booked a regular seat, priced at 7000 yen, with three seats in a row, two on the left and one on the right near the sea.

Asama and the others sat on the left side of the carriage. Through the car window, they could see the sea view from Tokyo Bay to Sagami Bay along the way.

The overall design is somewhat similar to the first-class seats of China's high-speed rail, but in addition to the large glass windows, the Sapphire Dancer also has a narrow window that allows you to see the sky.

The train left Tokyo completely before one o'clock, and the view became extraordinarily wide. The sun shone brightly on the sea, like a giant silver-scaled beast floating in the distance.

But the color that really makes people's hearts beat is the blue that leads to the other side of the sky.

"Is the blue ocean cake more salty or sweet? Let me tell you, the white spray must be sweet~~~It's either cream or icing~~What do you think, Ah Shui?"

Pochi was lying in front of the window like a child, with his gray-blue eyes so clear that no trace of wisdom could be seen. He kept mumbling, looking at Asama from time to time, seeking approval.

“The texture is more like milk foam.”

"Is that cream?"

"Cream and milk foam are two different things."

"Ah Shui knows everything~"

"It's not a big deal to master common sense. In fact, it's not a big deal if you don't master it. As long as the AI ​​in the future is clean enough, everyone can access all the common sense in the world at any time."

"Oh~~~Did Ah Shui and Xiao Er go swimming yesterday?"

Your topic change is too abrupt.

".Um."

"Will a little mermaid turn into a little girl and swim with you?"

If you come together, we will have a human-faced dog.

"My real name is Brünnhilde, right?"

"Hey~ Ah Shui doesn't watch animations, doesn't he? "Ponyo on the Cliff" is very good, isn't it~"

"I think animated movies are movies, and anime is anime."

"It looks good~"

Pochi puffed up his little face and imitated Ponyo spitting water at Asama.

"Ah."

"I've always been like Ponyo."

Ponyo is just a half-mermaid, right?
"Ah Shui is my Zongsuke~ As long as we fall in love and kiss each other, I can become a human~"

You still want to suck my blood, right?

"Human beings are so ugly, it's better to be Ponyo."

"But, only when Ponyo and [Zongsuke] become human can we truly fall in love."

Looking at Bochi's eyes that were much cleaner than the sea, Asama shook his head.

"In all fairy tales, things will never come out after falling in love."

After saying this, Asama closed her eyes and prepared to sleep. Compared with nerve pain, chatting with Pochi may be a little more uncomfortable.

"Ah Shui, why are you sleeping? You will regret missing the scenery here?"

Unexpectedly, Asama was so unprepared and soon began to snore weakly.

Looking at Asama's slightly darker profile, Porchi swallowed.

This must be Stinky Ah Shui's trap!

But this is Ah Shui~
Being away from Tokyo allowed her to experience relaxation like never before.

She even wanted to scream happily in the quiet train carriage, wanted to hug Asama and kiss her, and wanted the whole sea to know that the great Uncle Pochi was about to visit her loyal Asama home.

After staring at the sea for a few more minutes, once the excitement wore off, I realized that it was boring without Asama vomiting beside me.

Asama slept very late yesterday, and she didn't sleep for a few hours.

Pochi looked at the Izu Peninsula, which was getting closer and closer, and his eyelids suddenly trembled. The sapphire in the sapphire train was put into the coffin. The owner of the sapphire also fell asleep after a while. (End of chapter)