Tokyo Wingman King

Although the four of them chose a corner away from the window, Asama felt that wherever they sat they felt like they were sitting in the middle of the cafeteria.

Being treated like a monkey by civilization.

Everyone just looked at me, but there was no real offense. What should I do?

Just focus on doing your own thing.

Asama dealt with the chicken soup ramen in front of him.

The noodles are very chewy, the soup base is very light, there is a grapefruit aroma, and the taste is a bit like Afli's ramen.

Fusukawa smiled knowingly and followed Asama's lead, ordering the same chicken soup ramen.

It is a basic etiquette to eat ramen with squeaking noises, so two slurping sounds came one after another in the corner of the restaurant.

Both Futami and Majima chose salad. The two girls, who had eaten 18 dishes, seemed to have lost their appetites. They ate slowly and spent all their time chatting. They kept sighing during the meal, but they were still shallow. The food here tastes like home.

Asama glanced at the two Yinjiao girls. He has already prepared a luxurious breakfast for you. What else do you want?

"There are at least three picnics in the forest school, right? Mr. Robert, do you need help?"

You just want to be a taster, right?
Asama thought about Fusukawa's mediocre craftsmanship and shook his head.

"Need not."

"But it's not easy to cook for more than a dozen people, right?"

How come you have already preset that I have to cook for a dozen people?
Asama shook his head again to express that he had just heard something extremely ridiculous and said,

“Only one pair of hands cannot feed a dozen people.”

Fusukawa smiled and said that as long as his hand speed is fast, Asama Shisui can be Robert Kai Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara.

But Futami and Majima's faces turned red.

They were fed in the morning. If so... I can't think about it any more. There shouldn't be that meaning in Jing Shui-kun/Jing Shui's words.

Immortal Sichuan finished the soup early and breathed a sigh of relief like an uncle.

She has become addicted to free lunches, and she is willing to pay for them all.

Asama imitated Fusukawa and finished the noodles first, then concentrated on the remaining chicken.

For a moment, the only sound on the dining table was the sound of him moving his chopsticks. When he looked up, he saw three girls staring at his face with interest.

The chicken fell into the clear soup and splashed onto Asama's glasses.

Three hands quickly appeared in front of him, offering him handkerchiefs.

Asama sighed and said, "Just paper towels."

After that, he picked up the paper towel on the canteen table, took off his glasses, and wiped the stains on the glasses horizontally.

The aroma of apple, peach, and coriander stains the lens, and the tissue has a floral and fruity smell similar to Hilton Hotel's customized perfume.

"Still water, wiping your glasses with a tissue will damage the lenses."

"Didn't Shizui-kun bring a handkerchief?"

Of course Asama would not admit that he had just messed up.

"This tissue absorbs oil better than a handkerchief."

There was a snap, followed by a commotion in the ears.

A boy with a resolute face stood up from the dining table, holding a thick envelope, and strode towards Asama and the others.

Looking for trouble?

There are red marks on the cuffs, and he looks like he's in first grade.

In fact, Asama had long wondered why no one in Yinghe came to trouble him even though his name had been demonized.

It should have been the first shot.

Is it because these young masters and ladies generally lack courage, or is it because Chiyo Konoe's prestige is too much?

Let’s convince people with virtue later.

Asama was preparing to warm up for a fight, but the answer was a clean kneeling move.

The boy who seemed to be looking for trouble for him turned his whole body towards him and slid on the smooth floor for at least 4 meters.

Just as he stopped, he leaned over, raised the envelope in his hand, and said sincerely,
"Your Majesty, I want to understand what it means to truly be alive. I want to become a new creation!"

Where did the lost lamb come from?
Obviously, Kazami Shizuku's special report has already revealed all the information he can disclose.

Why does Toyo Hidekazu repeatedly develop a passion for super individuals?

Will these future Japanese superstructures develop a "Messiah complex" if they engage in animal husbandry?

From the data that the number of formal members of Chiyo Konoe's [Dragon Heart Society] has reached 150, we can understand that - never use your own reason to measure the world - that is too optimistic and too superficial!

The world itself is crazy. And many people are adding fuel to the fire and are happy to see the results.

Asama really hopes that at least 80% of his so-called fans use him as a source of conversation to liven up the atmosphere.

People like Komaba, Takishima, and Takashi didn't take his title of "Five Photographers" very seriously, or they were mostly joking about it.

"This is a little bit of my heart."

Asama spread his left thumb and index finger and rubbed his forehead.

"Don't call me venerable. Also, put your things away. If you need anything, use the mini program to make an appointment."

"However, I have made many appointments without success. Could it be that His Holiness means that the time has not come yet?"

Asama waved his hand,

"Don't call me some bullshit venerable, don't kneel down and talk."

The boy stood up,

".Zun. Oh no, the emperor is not right either. That great teacher?"

"I'm not a teacher either. I don't know what dissatisfaction you have with your life and what kind of [new] life you want, but it's very simple to feel alive - in addition to keeping your heartbeat and breathing, find something that feels right to you. Take action, take responsibility for the process and results, and use this matter as a starting point to build your own [real self].

If you don’t understand what I just said and can’t do it, don’t fill in the mini program to make an appointment. "

"Yes! Lord Oasama!"

The boy left the envelope and he disappeared.

There was a sudden discussion around——

"He's not dead yet? I thought the great teacher was going to punch him until he vomited three liters of black blood."

"Teacher Da is not that kind of violent person, but Teacher Da today seems to be in a good mood and is actually willing to give me consultation without making an appointment."

"Damn, it's so enviable, I want to be single instantly!"

"The conversation just now seems to have nothing to do with having a girlfriend, right?"

"Kneel down, kowtow, and hand over the offerings in three steps? It seems that the saying [The Great Teacher likes to help people, just like people like to help stray dogs] is true. Should I try this too?"

Most of the people who spoke out were boys, both first and second graders. More people got rewards because of the kneeling boy, and they gathered towards Asama.

Asama picked up the envelope and waved to another first-year boy.

"You were at the same table as that classmate just now. Help me return it to that classmate."

"Uh ok."

A clear voice, amplified by the microphone, suppressed the noise of Yinghe's cafeteria.

"This is the Discipline Committee! What happened?"

The two disciplinary committee members wearing disciplinary armbands just pushed through the crowd and found Asama handing an envelope to the confused boy.

"Eat, Yinghe Ninja?"

Another disciplinary committee member complained softly.

The owner of the clear voice seemed not to have seen the scene before him, and said solemnly,
"Since nothing happened, let's take our leave first."

The disciplinary committee member left in a somewhat embarrassed manner amidst the booing from Asama's fans.

The turmoil in the cafeteria was translated into posts such as "Sama Asama is preaching in the cafeteria" and "Sama Asama is forcing the disciplinary committee member to retreat from his meddling with one look".

Asama's reputation on the Yinghe forum has risen instead of falling.

Asama’s recent love counseling department has been in a bad state, and it has also been analyzed as “the person seeking help lacks the stance and motivation to ask Asama-sama to help them. After all, it is these people who pay for Asama-sama’s energy investment, intellectual output, and emotional value output.” Something incredible. ]
Presumably this group of people evaluate others in a way that neither adds points nor deducts points.

Instead, it relies on a combination of factors such as popularity, interest, first impressions, and established concepts to make intuitive judgments.

They will not write down the reality they see with their eyes and analyze it carefully.

They only see what they want to see and want.

Therefore, if Asama did not get close to Mamoru and gain fame, he, who is at the bottom of the campus hierarchy, would be just a transparent person no matter how hard he worked; if he did something eye-catching, he would be rewarded with "This guy wouldn't want to be leaked out of society" Bar? ]/[Laughing to death, does he think he is really handsome? ] Waiting for a sneer.

And when he becomes the top of the campus class, no matter how low-key he is, he will become as eye-catching as a KTV light ball; if he does something that is incomprehensible, everyone will only say, "He must have his own reasons for doing this." Bar], it can be said that I have a great scholar to argue for me.

The afternoon modern literature and physics classes were equally relaxing.

Asama even used his mobile phone to adjust the PPT for Fusukawa.

In the review report, the level of [Goal Achievement] is a bit thin, the various data are not connected together, and the expressiveness is almost meaningless.

In event planning, the business logic is insufficient, too much emphasis is placed on spending money, and the part about profit points is not substantial enough.

After changing it again and again, the two classes flew by the same way.

Asama was also very satisfied with being transferred to the third period art class.

Teacher Sasaki fulfilled the theoretical content she promised Asama to explain two weeks ago - to give a lecture on Repin, the core figure of the traveling exhibition painting school.

It would have been better if Mr. Sasaki didn't stand at his desk the whole time when he was talking about Repin.

In class, she shared three paintings with three classes of students - "Trackers on the Volga River", which appears in various textbooks and art history books, and "Unexpected Return", which depicts revolutionaries who have been tortured by exile and finally returned home triumphantly. , "Saint Nicholas saves three innocent people who are about to be executed" with Saint Nicholas, the prototype of Santa Claus, as the protagonist.

As expected from a top art university major, she explained the historical background, artistic characteristics, and painting techniques of these paintings as if she had personally participated in the creation of the works.

When Sasaki called his name to answer a question, he would nod to him with a soft smile and hold his shoulders to indicate that he could sit down.

Although the air-conditioning in the lecture theater was very good, Asama felt a burning sensation.

After all, Sasaki, who has been dubbed the "Fairy in the Art Classroom", not only has a very beautiful face, but her figure is also full of impact on adolescent men.

Teacher Sasaki's side is always surrounded by eyes full of desire, like the infrared device in Resident Evil.

The mere title of "Five Photographers" cannot stop the boys' desire for "Wednesday afternoon plumpness".

Once again, I declined Sasaki's invitation to do summer research.

She would probably regard her as a very unlovable child, right?

Apparently Sasaki misunderstood him.

Asama only has some common sense about art, and his personal love for art is not that fanatical.

The school bell rang at 4:10, releasing more than 2000 hearts longing for a stay at the forest school.

Even those clubs known for their diligence have lost the motivation to train in the past. In the love counseling club, three members were drinking tea and waiting for Arima's arrival.

Arima agreed to Futami Daimyojin's request as soon as he heard it.

He ignored the words Asama sent him, "You have the right to refuse."

Asama can only say that there is no tacit understanding at all.

Arima sent a message saying that the student union's work would be handled within an hour. Asama put down his phone and continued drinking tea with his eyes closed.

Immortal River went to the meeting with the revised PPT.

Women with careers are just different.

By the way, why do I, as the person who pays her salary, help her handle these tasks?
Sure enough, you can’t become a capitalist.
Asama sighed with joy and regret.

I communicated with Erjian and the others about the door-to-door skills.

As a friend visiting you, Arima's love counseling is strictly confidential.

As for door-to-door gifts, Asama chose tea and skin care products from the product inventory of the love consultation department.

Originally, Asama wanted to send a few study materials, but when he thought about the intelligence and achievement gap between himself and Arima, Asama quickly gave up the idea.

There's still some time until half past five, so let's get some sleep.

Asana put down the teacup and laid down on the table.

"Jingshui-kun, are you sleepy? Can you sleep on the sofa?"

When Futami said this, what he was thinking was that he might as well take the time to clean up the darkroom and put a big bed in it. After all, it might be used frequently in the next two and a half years.

Asama straightened up and said,
"No, just take a nap like this. If there's nothing else, you can take the test paper I just handed out and read the information. It's the end of the month, but our department's revenue this month is not optimistic. During the dormitory period, the department will conduct an internal monthly assessment. Those who fail will have their wages halved.”

"Eh——————" X2
The two girls suddenly felt like they had become social animals before graduating from high school.

Asama, who heard the sound of the pen brushing the questions on the test paper, leaned back on the chair, folded her hands on her chest, and fell asleep peacefully.

It was already 6: pm when Asama, Futami, and Majima arrived at Arima's house.

Looking at the flower basket and red carpet at the door, Arima hesitated for a while, making sure whether this was his home.

If the fire door of the garage hadn't been closed tightly, the neighbors would have thought that Teruwu's old motorcycle repair shop had been renovated and opened.

There is a banner hanging on the wall of the second floor of a house with two rows of words written on it,
[Warm welcome! Arima-nii’s good friend, Shisui Asama, comes to visit!]
[Sincere wishes! Everyone can spend a relaxing and happy time together~]
Asama looked at Arima, whose face turned as red as a boiled crab.

Hello! How about going to the hospital first to take a look? !

Arima was silent for a long time, then opened his own door as if pushing open the door of a dungeon BOSS level.

As he expected, the sisters stood neatly at the entrance door, smiling at each other and twisting the props in their hands.

boom!
Bang bang bang!
The colorful sequins and ribbons in the fireworks tube bloomed one after another, falling on Arima and Asama.

The third daughter of the Teruya family, Shiotani Touya, who had just entered junior high school, smiled and said hello.

"Brother Yoshihiko, welcome home~ Welcome! Brother Asama, welcome to our home~ Also, who are these sisters?"

"This is our first meeting, excuse me, I am Futami Tsukiumi, Arima-kun's classmate."

"My name is Majima Mai, and I'm also Arima-kun's classmate. I'm sorry to bother you today."

"Hello everyone, I am Shisui Asama, Arima-kun's classmate, sorry to bother you."

Asama introduced himself anyway.

Including the youngest sister Haruna Mori, the sisters of the Arima family were all amused by Asama's unnecessary actions.

Asama looked at the four hostesses and each wore a ribbon, which read——

[Irreconcilable friendship lasts forever]
[Family from all over the world meet each other late]
[The end of the world is like a neighbor]
[we are friend we are soulmate]
Arima, it seems that your family is worried about whether you can successfully make friends.
At least he took Pochi back to his hometown by himself, and his parents wouldn't cause such a problem.

"This is a meeting gift for the three of us. Please accept it if it's a little thoughtful."

Watching Asama handing gifts to Arima's family using honorifics, Futami and Majima had a sense of déjà vu, as in TV dramas where female subordinates follow the mean leader to visit customers and see the leader's flattering face.

Asama noticed that there was no movement behind the Teruya girls, so he asked,
"Um, is Mr. Teruya at home?"

"Uncle went out to buy groceries. He said he wanted to show off his skills today."

Akina Kaneda, the second daughter of the Teruya family, imitated the posture of shaking a spoon in the air.

The eldest sister, Natsune Yuki, took out a box of shoe covers and slippers and said,

"Everyone, let's go into the house first. Do you want to wear shoe covers or slippers?"

What the hell is Big Teacher’s brother?

Thinking that Yuki Natsuon often calls Arima brother, Asama didn't pay attention to these details.

"Slip on, thank you."

Asama followed the footsteps of Arima and his sister Mori Haruna and walked into the living room.

The calligraphy background wall behind the TV is particularly eye-catching.

A few words almost covered the entire wall, and Asama recognized it as Yoshihiko Arima's handwriting.

Is this what Komaba said is the Teruya family's family motto?
Staring at the words "Do one thing for others every day, without asking for anything in return", Giyu Teruya, who wrote these 7 sentences, is indeed an amazing person.

It is admirable for a person to independently raise five children who are not related to him by blood.

Yuki Natsuki poked her head out of the kitchen and asked,

"Big teacher, brother, would you like barley tea, cola, orange or plain water?"

"If you can, please make the box of fruit tea from the tea leaves I brought."

"No problem~ Where are Futami and Shimajima-san?"

The two female classmates said that it would be fine if they did the same thing as Asama.

Back in the kitchen, Yuuki Natsune and her two sisters began to communicate.

"Have you noticed?"

"What did you find?"

"Xiao Ji lost! Those two girls obviously like Mr. Da."

"Sister Xia Yin, can you please stop calling Senior Asama and Big Teacher brother? I feel ashamed for you."

"But Arima's teacher friend is indeed very mature. Maybe in a school like Yinghe, girls prefer mature ones? Or more violent ones?"

Yuuki Natsune remembered the video of Asama beating up the gangster leader at Nandima Union College. Now that Adachi City delinquents have almost been integrated by that Mugen Society, if Xiaoyoshi encounters trouble in the future, can he also ask this person? Where is the great teacher?
The second daughter, Akina Kaneda, was not convinced by Qi Dao.

"Brother is also very mature and good at fighting, okay?"

Shiotani Touya stopped cutting the kiwi fruit.
"Think about it this way, if pretty girls are attracted to Asama-san, then Yoshihiko-san should be safe in Yinghe~"

The three women looked at each other and smiled.

Yes, I went to Yinghe and found out that Arima, the one who charmed a lot of girls wherever he went, had actually become a background model worker.

In a campus that is full of vitality and everything is competing for success, the most popular boy seems to be Shizumi Asama.

At first, when Arima insisted on attending a noble school, the invisible pressure he put on the three girls' hearts dissipated unknowingly.

Arima's one-family house is about the same size as Majima's house, but about half of the space on the first floor is given over to the garage. Since it is a home for six people, it is obviously much more crowded.

Asama noticed that there seemed to be only 6 cushions in the living room, so he sat down on the floor in front of the coffee table very simply.

Haruna Mori, the fourth daughter of the Teruya family, took out two cushions from the sofa, walked quickly to Futami and Majima with her little feet.

In the rush, I didn't even have time to pick up the TV remote control I took off the sofa.

"Um, sister, please use the mat."

"Thank you."

Futami took the mat, looked at Asama and said,
"Shizui-kun, use my mat."

"No, your butt is very hot."

"."X5
Among the five people in the living room, the one who started the conversation the most was Haruna Mori, who was just 5 years old.

Of course, the questions were all about school.

Hearing Futami say that Asama had been ranked 4th for four consecutive monthly tests, Mori Haruna opened her big eyes that belong to human childhood and looked at Asama curiously.

"Onii-chan Asama, did you really do this on purpose?"

"No, if I can do this deliberately, why not be the first?"

Mori Haruna tilted her head and looked at Asama,

"Because I failed the exam?"

She felt that just by looking at Yoshihiko Onii-chan's extremely handsome face, she would have the thought "It would be a pity if this face didn't take first place". It's so normal for Onii-chan Asama to lose to her brother.

"Arima, how is your sister studying?"

"It's okay, but I'm not keen on learning."

"Do you want her to go to Yinghe?"

"If she wants to, I will try my best to make it happen. Of course, if it is tutoring, it would be better if you can help. After all, I am not as solid as you in learning and can't teach people well."

The person who has the first overall score and the second highest improvement in the study group, please be humble!
Mori Haruna heard the conversation between Asama and Arima and quickly changed the topic to the school's special activities, scenery, and food.

Asama also suppressed his desire to ask Arima's sister if she had enough homework for the summer vacation.

Akina Kaneda and Touya Shiotani came from the kitchen carrying fruit plates and snacks.

"Senior Asama, this is the jelly we made today~"

Before Akina Kaneda finished her words, she stepped on the remote control that had just fallen, slid, dropped the plate in her hand, and fell towards her brother.

Asama activated his goalkeeping and juggling skills at the same time, held the plate with one hand, and flipped his wrist to catch all eight jelly balls flying in the air.

Arima dodged sideways, then carried the cat, grabbed his sister's collar and helped her upright.

"Excuse me."

"fine."

Then the doorbell rang.

"Is Uncle Teruwu back?"

Shiotani Touya ran to the entrance and opened the door, revealing an unexpected look.

A young man with a stern expression stood at the door.

Ryuzaki Hayato was holding a box of snacks, twitching the corner of his mouth and asked,
"Excuse me."

"It's Ryuzaki-senpai~Welcome~"

Seeing the banners outside and the unpacked ribbons in front of the entrance, Ryuzaki smiled stiffly.

With Ma Jiyan, do you need to treat him so differently? (End of chapter)