Tokyo Wingman King

On the train back to Tokyo, Asama took a look at the mall that had been updated the day before yesterday.

[Boxer briefs] that can gain the ability to stand in, [Red briefs that can only be worn externally] can gain Kryptonian abilities, [Pants of unbreakable faith] can gain giant-like strength, and can gain legendary motorcycle driving skills and The title of the commanding power skill [Light Showing Dead Pants].
All are products with an average price of more than 500.

There is only one item he can afford -

Props: [Gender Changing Underwear] Wingman points 90 points.

Characteristics: After wearing it, the user will transform into the opposite gender, with charm +1 (limited to 2 transformation times in a day; limited to 7 transformation times in a week; if the number of times exceeds the limit, the user's gender will be fixed, and all transformation spells will have an absolute effect. Resistance); Milestone Characteristic ① - The number of transformations exceeds 50 times, and entry-level [Saotome-style Fighting Technique] is obtained. Character owners who touch or drink liquids with a temperature below 6 degrees will receive [Hell-Level Aunt Pain] for 24 hours. ] Negative effect; Milestone Characteristic ② - If the number of transformations exceeds 100, the race of the trait owner will be randomly changed to any of the following races:

[Succubus], [Magic Girl], [Kempfa], [Backstreet Girl], [Red Twin Ponytails].

What the hell are the last two options!

Decisive point ×.

Although he can finally afford to buy things, this damn system likes to lead people astray.

Even the toes of the Great Ming Shen are not comparable.

Asama got off at Atami and transferred to a regular train on the JR Tokaido Main Line.

Asama calculated the total fare for this trip back to Tokyo, and it was only over 2000 yen.

Ordinary trams are still more cost-effective, only more than 40 minutes slower than the Sapphire Dancer, and the price is only 1/3.

There were many people entering Beijing at night, and the carriages were half full.

Although the epidemic has passed for a long time now, the number of Japanese wearing masks in public has not decreased but has increased. Asama also put on a mask before getting in the car.

When he entered the carriage, he saw that the front seats were full, so he took a few steps to the back of the carriage and chose a seat on the left side of the carriage, not facing the sea, but facing the aisle.

Even though the sea in Sagami Bay is dark at this time, there are still many people who will stick to the car windows and look at the scenery outside through the mirror reflection.

As the train continued to clank, Asama put on her headphones and listened to Schubert's Sonata No. 9 in B major played by two unknown pianists.

The mood in the movement switches repeatedly between joy and sadness. It is obvious that four hands are playing in conjunction, but the style is simple and lively.

This is a BGM that is very suitable for meditation and falling asleep.

Schubert was really a genius, but it was a pity that he died of syphilis in his 30s after his syphilis was not cured.

This is what people who can't control their lower body look like. Strangely, some Westerners still think that syphilis is an angel of inspiration and a disease of genius.

Nobel laureate Thomas Mann's book "Doctor Faustus" published in 1947 even included a scene in which the protagonist voluntarily contracted syphilis in order to gain powerful musical creativity.

Baudelaire, Maupassant, Beethoven, and Gauguin were all syphilis patients, and Baczak, Tolstoy (according to Maugham), and Wilde (according to Maugham) were also rumored to be infected with syphilis. This kind of survivor bias The same phenomenon reinforces the prejudice that "people with strong sexual desires who cannot control their lower bodies are more creative."

And knowing this useless knowledge, I am not what Heidegger said, a [sinking] person who loves gossip and curiosity.

If he had lived during the Republic of China, he might have been able to write a "Sink" that was more profound than Yu Dafu's "Sink" [Sink].

In other words, Yoshida Reiko's changes are almost as big as those of him.

Experience tells him that if he develops empathy, familiarity, pity, respect, jealousy, and other feelings for a good girl who could be independent, it will definitely lead to trouble.

I just didn't expect the 6-shot rejection to be so powerful.

Anyway, he called the police early in the morning, hoping that the police in Ito and her father could properly discipline this young girl.

On the train, Asama's light sleep was interrupted by unbridled laughter.

There was a stupid couple in front of them. They had been getting bored for half an hour, but it seemed that all the passengers were pretending to be ostriches, and no one came to stop them from making noise.

I really want a tram judge to teach them a lesson.

"Hahaha, Amin, do you like tomatoes so much? As for fruit, I only like to eat the banana you had in the morning."

"But rather than eating fruit, I prefer to drink tomato juice or orange juice directly, which is more juicy."

It feels like what you are talking about is not fruit!
"Hehe~ I'm wearing orange-flavored perfume today. Smell it~ It's okay to get closer, right? Are you used to negative distance?"

"Eh? Why did you take this thing out! Are you going to do it here?"

"Don't worry, A Ming, let's keep our voices down, no one will know."

No, you have become the focus of the entire train.

"You should be gentler!"

"It's all your fault, A Ming, for moving around. How about trusting my skills? It's very comfortable."

"It's indeed very comfortable. Ah, it can't be done there."

"Hey~ A Ming's breathing has become rapid. Look~ so much has come out!"

The two men in front were not afraid of puncturing their eardrums when they picked their ears on a rickety tram.

By the way, looking at these two people in their twenties, why are they neither in school nor working?

Huh? Am I being too strict?
"Are the people in front of you too open-minded?"

On the seat next to me, a girl about 16-7 years old sniffed and whispered coyly.

".They were just picking out earwax."

Hearing Asama's sudden answer, the startled girl's face turned as red as a tomato.

"Ah, sorry, I misunderstood"

The girl peeked at Asama, who had white hair and a bored look on his face, and continued,
"But, sir, I am not a dirty girl."

Asama said a perfunctory "hmm".

Close your eyes again, adjust your headphones, and turn up the volume of your phone's music player under the girl's gaze.

[Don't disturb me. ]
This intention was expressed very clearly, and the girl understood it and silently swallowed what she wanted to say into her throat.

Speechless all the way.

When passing Yokohama, people on the train were attracted by the sudden blooming scenery on the sea side.

Giant fireworks continue to take off and bloom at the beach. There is no fireworks display today. Maybe it is a rich person who is spending money to play.

The girl next to him looked like she wanted to go over and take a look, but because she was blocked by Asama, she kept talking but hesitated.

Sensing this, Asama got up and walked towards the end of the car. Fortunately, this was a 313 series car, so he could use the toilet on the way.

Asama just stood near the toilet, took out the thermos cup from his backpack, drank ice tea, and looked at the night view of the city outside the window.

Different from the lights on the beach, there are dots of city lights of various colors, crowded together lively.

The city of Tokyo seems to attract the center of the Milky Way, where billions of stars revolve, while places like Yokohama, Kawasaki, Saitama, and Chiba are the great spiral arms.

I listened to the unknown pianist's four-hand piano, and then played Beethoven's Piano Sonata No. 27-28.

Sonata No. 28, with its strong fantasy style, is very suitable for daily soundtracks in works with fantasy backgrounds.

Listening to 3 sonatas along the way, I sat from Atami to Tokyo.

So classical music is really a time-killing tool.

The arrival announcement sounded, and Asama got off the bus and joined the bustling group, preparing to transfer to the Mita Line.

"please wait for a moment!!!"

Asama recognized the voice of the girl sitting next to him, but he did not slow down. Instead, he put on his sunglasses and accelerated his pace. At the same time, he touched his pockets to check if he had left anything in the car.

As the crowd walked out of the station and passed two intersections, Asama stood at the Tanakuramon police box for a while and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the girl had been lost.

He is no longer the stupid guy in his previous life who would forget about talking to a beautiful girl.

There seems to be a BUG in the system certification of Charming 6. After his physical strength increased and his figure got better, he did encounter some chats. For example, when he and Pochi were jogging in Zhi Park that day, he was chatted by a senior sister.

Let me be self-righteous - Asama Shisui never falls into a woman's trap.

It feels good to cut off the fate cleanly again.

Just very aloof.

Just as I was thinking this, the phone vibrated.

It’s Ai Fujiwara, the director of the love counseling department whom I haven’t contacted in a few days.

"Asama Asama~Finally answered the phone~Hyv iltaa (good afternoon)~"

"now it is night."

"I didn't expect Asama to understand this language. I've already determined that you are the kind of Japanese high school student who can save the world~"

Even through the phone, he could imagine Fujiwara Ai's unflattering smile at this moment.

“A world that can be saved by speaking a few words in a foreign language is better destroyed as soon as possible.”

"Okay, okay, I have experienced Asama's modesty many times~ Didn't it shine at the cultural festival this time? But let me tell you, Asama, the gender ratio of your friends now is very That’s not true. If you only play with girls all day long, you will be considered a sissy or a scumbag!” Who only plays with girls all day long!
"Could it be that, Asama, you discriminate against men?"

Asama found a corner to lean on next to the Otemachi Station entrance of the Mita Line, sighed, and said,

"If you have any questions, just ask~"

"You like to go straight to the point so much, Asama Asama, don't you know that the early [rising] is also very important?"

"The best thing you can say is [Qixing] in poetry. If you don't ask questions, I will die."

"Hey! Don't worry yet! Asama, tell me, can you have a good relationship with men by saying dirty words to them?"

Asama was speechless for a while.

“This statement is very popular recently! If you don’t believe me, check out the hot searches.”

Qianjian took a look and saw that this was indeed the case.
"The relationship in [Speaking dirty words can build a good relationship] can only be a dirty relationship."

"But I read reports that in married life, the more a couple loves to talk dirty, the closer their relationship will be~"

"Survivor bias. The reason for real intimacy is not [they like to talk], but [they can tolerate what the other person says]. Couples who can tolerate nonsense, boring words, and dirty words can basically tolerate everything about each other."

"Is that so? Asama, you're not married."

"Bye."

"Hey! Wait a minute! Asama Asama! I read the "Asama Edition of the Love Book" you posted on the school forum carefully. As expected of me, I can inspire you to write such a great thing!~"

"Thank you, hang up."

"Can I quote your point in it?"

Qianjian rubbed his eyebrows,
"Those are not my opinions. I really don't know if you have read it carefully. The source of the theory is indicated in most places in that note. These theories should be common sense that you should have mastered if you are interested in the field. If you really want to write "The Book of Love Science", you must first develop the two habits of vertical literature reading and refining and multiple data comparative analysis. "

"But I only write question-and-answer books. Don't underestimate the question-and-answer style. Both Plato and Qu Yuan have written in question-and-answer style~"

Last time I said it was not a Q&A format!
Between the two of them, they are close to 100 questions away from completing 80 questions. Asama feels that Ai Fujiwara's "Book of Love Studies" will not be completed within 5 years.

"Okay, got it, hang up."

So, is Ai Fujiwara’s real duty as the head of the love counseling department to consult him on love issues?

Forget it, anyway, the student union has approved Fujiwara Ai's application to be removed from the love counseling department.

Generally speaking, a member can be removed from the department if he misses 10 consecutive department activities without any reason.

The surname Fujiwara cannot protect the minister who has missed more than 60 department activities.

Next semester will be the day when Asama Shisui becomes a full-time student.

When the time comes, let’s do some emotional counseling for the students seriously.

Just as he was thinking this, his body was suddenly hit hard by a soft ball.

"Oh!"

The cry of pain was not from him, but from the girl sitting on the ground.

".Are you OK."

Asama recognized her immediately, as if she was a missile girl with a laser guidance plug-in—Hanami Ayano.

This was the third time he met her in Otemachi.

He picked up the fisherman's hat that fell on the ground and handed it to Nanami.

The girl in casual clothes also obviously recognized him wearing a hat, mask and sunglasses.

Sure enough, the white hair is very conspicuous. Should I dye it back if I find time?
Being watched by Asama, Yana didn't dare to reach out for the first time, but blushed and said,
"sorry."

"It's more polite to say [thank you] than [sorry]."

"Thank you. Sorry."

Yanami took the hat, but found that Asama didn't let go.

"Hold on."

Asama's power was transmitted through the hat, pulling Yanami up from the ground.

The girl patted her butt sheepishly, lowered her head and whispered,
"Thank you, Master."

Asama took off the sunglass clips from his glasses and looked at Hanami expressionlessly. The girl looked frightened for a moment, as if she had been hit by the [Stare] skill in Pokemon.

"See you, Yana, my friend's mission has stalled. Are you going to kill the person who posted the mission and end it all at once?"

"I'm sorry, Master."

"Just in time, didn't you say you'd give me a reply as soon as possible? I'll be waiting for you to report on the progress of making friends, studying, and hobbies at 7: tomorrow morning at the Love Counseling Department."

"Alas----"

"Tell me, yes."

"Yes, great teacher."

Some students are like this. When caught, they are dead, but when put down, they are alive.

This attitude of non-violent disobedience is simply the resurrection of Gandhi. No, the brutal collision that only level 30 warriors can learn is very violent.

"Besides, why do you keep bumping into me?"

"No, I didn't know it accidentally. When I regained consciousness, I had already bumped into him."

A clumsy lie.

Asama covered his forehead.

"Do you live nearby?"

"Well, I live with my mother. Does the teacher want to come to my house? My mother is not at home. Uh, just treat it as a home visit."

The parents are not at home, so what a visit.

Asama sighed, checked her reading progress with her, and found that she was still reading, at least not as clueless as Kuroda.

After a few words of encouragement, Asama walked into the subway station.

When Yana was still standing at the door of the subway station, her phone rang. It was her cousin who had been on vacation yesterday and was planning to come to Tokyo.

"Ayano-chan, I left Tokyo Station, but I seem to be lost. Can you pick me up?"

"Okay, where are you?"

"Well. I'm at the traffic light."

". Cousin, please find a position."

"That's right, Xiao Caino, I met a very cool person today."

"Well, let's talk about it when we get together."

Yanami thought in her mind, no matter how cool the teacher is, is it cool?
The combat power of the Great Teacher is 6 Super Saiyan Vegetas higher than the strongest secret of the ice system [Forgiveness of the Goddess of Dawn]!

The "Collision of Destiny" trick she learned from Miharu Tatebayashi, who was recalled in a heartbeat, has no effect at all in front of the great teacher.

However, after Komaba refused to assist her in fighting, she still had such an encounter with the great teacher. Doesn't this mean that the goddess of fate still favors her?

Yana blushed and adjusted her fisherman hat. The teacher touched it with his hand and it seemed that it could no longer be worn daily.

Stepping out of the air-conditioned subway, I soaked into the heat of a Tokyo summer night.

Asama bought a few magazines at the convenience store and returned to the apartment with ease.

There was a pause before pressing his finger on the electronic combination lock.

Asama felt something was wrong and looked up at the entrance window.

Did you forget to turn off the lights when you left?
Drop drop-

Asama opened the door.

Futami also saw two beautiful girls from Jiandao, wearing aprons and bare legs, cleaning the living room.

Two pairs of beautiful eyes looked towards the entrance in surprise and said in unison,
"Jingshui-kun/Jingshui, welcome back~"

The girls' slightly sweaty faces had smiles as bright as flowers.

Why are you at my house? (End of chapter)