Tokyo Wingman King

What is my name?
The name from your previous life?
Some people also said that she became interested in him because of this name.

"These are the names of the male protagonists in novels."

She once said that he was her [most important person, the one she didn't want to forget, the one she absolutely couldn't forget. ]

But later, it was she who said, "I'm sorry, I can't hold you tight anymore. Most of the problems were caused by me from the beginning. Forget me," and then she immigrated and never heard from her again.

For some reason, at this moment, Asama couldn't remember her full name. He only remembered that he always called her by her English name, "petname" when they were dating.

He still remembers picking up his phone, calling his friends one by one to explain the situation, and returning the gifts. He was calm and relieved. He remembers his friends saying, "The sci-fi movie is over, and now we singles are mentally balanced," and he was grateful for their smiles. He remembers not returning the wedding ring and the three golds, but putting them in an ordinary drawer in the closet. His parents, who were greatly embarrassed at the time, showed concern and comforted him, but their encouraging expressions showed obvious fatigue. He remembers that because of this incident, his ex-girlfriend's female boss was afraid that he would be upset, so she gave him a rare vacation.
He did not feel extremely sad about any breakup, but only accumulated some emotions of self-examination and self-loathing.

The backlash of his romantic luck in his previous life seemed to be nothing more than a mean regression to his mediocre life.

He had long since realized his own extremely selfish and cowardly nature.

Originally, he didn't have to face his own nature.

He is not outstanding in any aspect and does not have much time for himself. It seems that since he started dating his first girlfriend, he has gradually become a postmark that beautiful women want to collect. He satisfies their needs, takes care of their emotions, plays the roles of a like-minded person, male mother, Tom Cat, etc., and finally becomes a shackle that seems to restrict their freedom.

His ex-girlfriend once said to him, "Loving you is like loving a mirror. In the final analysis, I am the one loving myself."

My ex-ex-girlfriend also said, "You are really not picky about me at all. It seems that you can fall in love with anyone, beautiful women, ugly women, and even men. I am not that special. As long as I realize this, I will feel very lonely. Am I too greedy?"

His initiative was all a polite response to their initiative; his love and desire became a burden during the relationship and made them feel exhausted.

He wanted to be the kind of male protagonist they said, but was led by them at the same time, so he was always unbalanced.

He is not a suitable male protagonist, neither in love nor in life.

The experiences of this life have not changed his essence.

They said most of it was their problem.

But he knew that it was all his fault - he never treated their relationship as an equal and always put himself in a weak position.

Not being proactive enough in a relationship is hurtful to others.

The sea breeze from Sagami Bay and the scent of silver grass could not calm Asama's mood.

The confessions of Futami, Majima, and Fuzugawa, mixed with the sweet words of his ex-girlfriends, were churning through his mind.

Asama felt like his brain was the clothes in a washing machine set to the powerful wash mode.

Why did you think of these trivial things?

Damn Omuroyama and Makoto Shinkai, is this place really magical?

Asama raised his eyes and met the gazes of the four members of the Love Consultation Department. He thought of what Haruki Murakami wrote in his novel -

[You have to be a calm adult now. No more emotions, no secret longings, no looking back. Go live your own life. You have to be obedient, not all fish live in the same sea. ]

When is the right time to say something like this to Futami and the others?
In fact, he had never really given up or left anyone on his own initiative in his previous life.

He was like a public toilet; they walked in, left some things, couldn't stay any longer, and walked out again.

He locked the door of this toilet in his life.

He was no longer the promiscuous man who would feel moved when he picked up books from the same row as a girl in the library, when a strange girl touched his shoulder on the subway, or when a girl smiled and asked for directions at an exhibition.

The love brain has been separated from the physiological mechanism by Asama Shizumi, who is a second-generation human.

I would never let myself get into trouble again.
The encounters with Fuzugawa, Pochi, Futami, Mashima, and Ichijo were all accidents, like God throwing dice.

A strong inner heart does not rely on any external support, but only comes from the weakness of one's inner desires.

If you keep the bottom line
If they stick to the bottom line, he still has the confidence to walk with them forever.

"Hello hello~~~Huh? Is the line disconnected?"

Busei waved his hand in front of Asana.

Jiandao held his right arm with his left hand, showing an embarrassed expression.

"Are you troubled by our confusing problems?"

Asama has come back to his senses.

"Do you think that if I tell you my real name, you can sign an unequal treaty with me?"

About 1 meter away from the girls.

Asana's words, which concealed his emotions, were smoothed out by the wind.

"Are you afraid of your real name being known? Is Robert a demon?"

"It took Ah Shui too long to come up with this plot, didn't it? Hasn't he ever watched Your Name?"

"Maybe you think we are too naive?"

"It's quite windy up here. Shizue-kun looks a bit cold."

He could clearly feel the teasing and teasing of Fuzugawa, the noisy complaints of Pochi, the yielding and accommodating of Jiandao, and the gentle gaze of Futami.

Those are particles like light.

It seems that every second illuminated by this light will become a new starting point.

Life always continues by rejecting, accepting, picking up and discarding.

It’s not just being ignored that can bring you freedom.

He already knew what he should choose.

The only white-haired boy on the Omuroshan Crater laughed from the bottom of his heart.

The direction of the wind seemed to change, and it surrounded the boy, blowing up his white hair.

Behind him, there were no mountains to block his view, no sea to block his view, and the sun was as bright as gold.

This smile diverted the gazes of those who were peeking at the four beautiful girls.

The broken yet complete sense of youth shattered their aesthetic views unreasonably, and the idea that "birds of a feather flock together" arose in their hearts.

The girls' looks naturally changed as well.

The weight of each second of gaze seems to be there and not there, but when this gaze becomes the norm, the heart is full every day.

The lead-woven veil on the boy's body, the lingering mystery and heaviness, were dissipated a lot in the wind.

That smile, which was once shown only occasionally for the purpose of healing, now caused a dense itchy pain to arise in their hearts, which spread dully throughout their bodies and then sharply pierced every part of their bodies.

The sea breeze was noisy, and his mouth moved unclearly. None of the four people could hear clearly what he said.

But they could hear their own heartbeats clearly - as long as it was for him, they seemed to be able to do anything.

Damn Omuroyama and Makoto Shinkai, maybe they really do have magic.

On the lawn slope of the crater, the five people enjoyed a sumptuous grass lunch.

The weeds swaying in the wind weren't as valuable as the garden grass with a sign saying "No Trampling," but they weren't very prickly to the butt either.

On days when no one visits, they are freer than any other creature.

It's a bit enviable.

The second stop is Izu Cactus Park.

Although it sounds like a botanical garden, it is actually a zoo that focuses on capybaras. The owner probably felt embarrassed to focus on cacti, so he added the word "animal" to the name of the park.

It is said that this park once declined to the point of bankruptcy, but it was the influx of Chinese tourists who came to Capibara to visit and soak in the hot springs that brought the park back to life.

As a thank you, many of the park's information boards added grammatically incorrect Chinese translations, and the ticket price was increased from 2000 yen to 2800 yen.

The environmental treatment of animals that have been criticized for not being well cared for, such as peacocks, flamingos, emus, swans, monkeys, alpacas, ponies, goats, anteaters, red pandas, foxes, and meerkats, has also been slightly improved.

It is true that when one pig attains enlightenment, all the chickens and dogs will benefit.

Although most of the animals are still in a very chaotic free-range state, and there are only a few keepers in the entire park.

But they seem to be in good mental state, at least they don't look like they are in prison.

The temperature in the greenhouse where the cacti and succulents are displayed is a little too high. Asama swears that their cactus relatives living in the Sahara Desert are not as hot as them.

After wandering around, we arrived at the core area of ​​the park, where more than a dozen Capybaras were being watched and pampered by tourists.

Even in summer, Capibara takes a bath in the open-air bath.

The pool was filled with oranges (it was said that they would be replaced by small grapefruits in winter). The emotionally stable Capybara squatted in the fruit hot spring with his eyes half-open and half-closed, looking extremely comfortable.

Capybara, who has been parading around the city on the back of a land turtle, has become a well-deserved conspicuous bag.

"Wow!!! There are so many A-shui!"

Who are you scolding?
"In terms of the feeling of being half-dead and relaxed, you really look like Robert~"

"I heard they can ride crocodiles. They must be the bravest mice."

"Shizue-kun, can you give me a casual head pat, too?"

"No."

While waiting for the tourists in front to leave, Asama bought some food and acted as a keeper, serving afternoon tea to several capybaras taking a bath in the hot spring.

Erjian was troubled by the apple in his hand.

The little capybara nibbled on the apple for a long time but couldn't finish it, and his lips kept slipping on the apple skin.

"Try this."

Asana broke the apple into four pieces with his hands and handed them to Futami.

"Quiet Water, can you do magic?"

"Break an apple with my bare hands? I can do that, right?"

Pochi pressed the thenar of both hands on the top of the apple and with a snap, he broke it open.

"So you're pressing diagonally downwards at the same time?"

Busai also tried it, and after a few seconds, he also broke open an apple.

"Awesome! Pochi-san and Riyo-chan are so strong! So everyone doesn't cut apples when they eat them?"

Futami exclaimed.

"A mere trifle~~~ Humph~ Ah Shui is trying to show off with this~"

Pochi proudly stuffed half of the apple into his mouth.

This apple doesn't seem to be for you! ?
"But Jingshui doesn't seem to be using this method, right?"

Jiandao clearly remembered that Asama just gently broke the apple and it cracked, as if it was already cracked.

Then Asama performed the apple-breaking stunt for a few capybaras.

It is really a cause for celebration that you are not as exhausted as a rock or biting a lighter.

Two capybaras fighting for a carrot glared at each other with Guan Yu-like sharp eyes, but no fight took place.

"Ah Shui's emotional stability is not even as good as a capybara, ouch!"

Pochi covered the place where he was attacked by Asama and felt like smoke was coming out of his forehead.

"But it is said that capybaras can only maintain emotional stability in a group living environment with no natural enemies, few males and many females."

After hearing what Fuzugawa said, Pochi frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Ah Shui, this ruthless and philandering guy, actually thinks that the four of them are not enough?

After spending 2 hours in the animal park and watching expansion packs including [Flamingo's feathers turned from white to red because of improved food], [The lonely red panda waited a year for a playmate of its kind], [Animals abandoned by the bankrupt zoo found a new home here], [The animal park, which has become Ito's new business card, decided to launch the "Upgrade to an Animal Park within 1 years" project], etc. Asama felt that the operator knew how to produce emotional value.

After going down the mountain, I accompanied Fuzugawa to visit three more places that were more like cat cafes, bird cafes, and theme stores. I felt the difference between the cold and hot in the world. Even though Ito has welcomed a large number of customers during the summer off-season in the past two years, these museums with tickets ranging from 3 to 1000 are still doing poorly.

There are too many operators who have IP but cannot tell stories. Asama doesn’t understand why these bosses don’t refer to the excellent examples before them.

Sometimes the real investment and the real threshold is not money, but determination.

Thinking of this, Asama even felt that the 2800 yen ticket to the Cactus Zoo was worth it.

Originally, we weren't planning to stay overnight, but the prices at non-hotel hot springs are generally very affordable, so they were full. My mom also called and said that she had guests to entertain today, and suggested that they not go home.

So the five of them found a hot spring hotel with a good reputation and its own hot spring to check in.

Due to the obstruction of Mt. Omuro, the hot spring landscape of the hot spring hotels on the southern foot of Mt. Omuro in Ito basically faces south towards the sea.

Due to the good weather and high air transparency, in addition to being able to see the Jogasaki Coast, you can also see the Oshima Island 30 kilometers away.

I spent 12 yuan to book a 6-person suite with a large private hot spring, but this private hot spring has its own hot spring, and it is explicitly recommended to bathe naked.

Asana decisively went downstairs and chose to take a bath in the public men's bath. He didn't want to be honest with them in this way.

Asana was holding a towel and changing clothes in the men's bath, and he couldn't help but hear the discussions about them. These girls with super-good looks were already very eye-catching in the hotel lobby.

A young man who looked very lewd approached Asama and said,

"Brother, no way, you're not going to bathe with the female companions you brought with you? I remember you booked a private bath room, right?"

"What's so good about women's pectoral muscles? I like to see men's big pectoral muscles."

After saying this, Asama took off his clothes again, revealing his strong muscles. The two men who were changing clothes around him couldn't help but move a few steps away from Asama.

Muscular man, I like to see big pectoral muscles. I understand, he has developed a problem from working out in the gym.

Asama also gained peace.

Although there were a few men in the locker room, there were not as many people in the hot spring pool as one might imagine. At a glance, there were only five people taking a bath.

The entire men's bath is inside the building, and there is no bay window protruding outside, but it does not affect the view.

The area is about 120 square meters, and there is a Japanese tea room style sauna in the corner.

Asama simply rinsed his body and wrapped himself in a towel before going into the pool. It felt like the water in this hot spring was not as hot as the water he usually used for bathing.

There was a concrete wall between the room and the women's bath next door. There were no holes for peeping, nor was there anything like the "girls' sweet voices clearly heard when they were flirting with each other" that is common in anime.

Asama did not look out to sea.

He leaned against the corner, his emotions stable, his eyes half-open and half-closed comfortably, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

Huh? Why do I feel like a capybara? (End of this chapter)