Tokyo Wingman King

When I came to my senses, I saw a dozen naked men lying on the tiled floor of the men's bathing area, like a Mondrian abstract painting.

Isn't it said that his emotions are as stable as a capybara?

Why not only beat people up, but also bring the □□□ star?

Asana covered his face and recalled it for a while. It seemed that the cause of the accident was that he heard this group of people unscrupulously talking next to him about how to take advantage of Fuzugawa and the others by bullying him.

These people didn't have tattoos, but there was a smell that he was familiar with, a blend of milk and metal.

Could it be that he took too much drugs and caused damage to his brain stem?

Asama knelt on one knee and rode on the yellow-haired leader's back, pulling his hair and laughing,

"You guys have affected my image, shouldn't you compensate me for my losses? Huh?"

"Uh-huh."

This guy seemed to have been hit too hard and had no energy to answer questions.

"I say, with the level of Korean men like you, you are not repeat offenders, right?"

Asana grabbed the other little yellow-haired boy who had his eyes closed and said with a smile.

"We were just talking nonsense, I'm sorry."

Asana shook his head, went out of the men's bath and asked the hotel staff for a pair of scissors, preparing to cut the hair of these people.

He hates yellow hair.

"I'll say something to you later, and you have to say something after me."

Asana spoke lightly to the yellow-haired leader who had already woken up and had fear in his eyes.

Asana then ordered the others to send two people to hold down the arms of the person who was to be ordained.

Two more people were assigned to follow Asana's words and beat the person receiving the precepts with towels dipped in water.

“I thank heaven and earth.”

“I thank heaven and earth.”

"Pa!" x2
The towel left a red mark on the yellow-haired leader's back. The yellow-haired leader didn't expect his subordinates could hit him so hard.

"I thank the Emperor."

“I thank the Emperor”

"Pa!" x2
At this time, a pair of people who looked like college students walked into the bathroom, saw Huangmao taking the precepts, and felt like they had entered a dangerous place. They held their breath and slowly backed out of the bathing area.

“I’m grateful to my parents.”

"Thank you, big brother. I haven't seen them since I was born. Can I skip it?"

Asama ignored the yellow-haired man's question.
"He read it wrong, beat him harder."

Hearing Asana's order, the younger brothers waved the towels in their hands like whips.

"Bang!!! Bang!!!" x2
The yellow-haired leader's face began to twist, but after taking a quick glance at the expressionless white-haired man in front of him, he could only choose to endure it.

"I thank the teacher."

“I thank my teacher”

"Bang!!!" x2
"I am a sinner."

“I am a sinner.”

"I have wasted my life, I am obsessed with evil desires. I have harmed the world. I have failed the people. I want to start over and make a new start. I want to stay away from pornography, gambling and drugs. I want to believe in truth, goodness and beauty. I want to do one good deed every day. I want to love everyone and be close to the benevolent."

The confession videos were recorded on the phone one by one. He poured a few spoonfuls of water to wash off the hair that was stuck on his body. He refused the huge stack of tuition fees that the bad guys took out. After leaving a sentence "Take care of yourself", Asana left the bathhouse.

The messy hairstyles of the 12 young men who took the precepts were changed into a uniform style.

They didn't know what kind of person they had offended.

They didn't know why they felt warm in their hearts when they were scolded by this person.
But they understood that this white-haired man who said he would ask them to pay compensation but then refused to accept compensation for mental damage was actually a pretty good person.

None of the girls expected that it would take Asana more than 2 hours to take a bath.

"Ah Shui, if you don't come back, we will go to the men's bath to find you!"

As soon as Asama entered the room, Pochi grabbed his arm.

"Robert, those who are late will be punished~"

Busui grabbed his other arm.

Asama, who was playing the role of judo master [Zodo Sanshiro] an hour and a half ago, resisted the urge to trip and somersault to throw them out.

".There was no agreed time at all, right?"

Asama used a somersault to enter the invincibility frame, and then did a backflip to break free from the two women's grip, and took back the short-sleeved shirts from Pochi and Fuzugawa's hands and put them on.

"Ah Shui, why are you so slippery?"

"I'm sorry to see it's as smooth as your brain grooves."

After soaking in the hot spring, the girls all put on the hotel's yukatas.

Futami and Pochi chose the light cherry color model, while Fuzugawa and Majima chose the indigo color model.

Overall it's too skimpy, and just by looking at Pochi you can tell they aren't wearing any underwear under their yukatas.

They put their heads together and quietly discussed the punishment decision without any conviction at all. Busikawa announced with a smile,

"It's decided~ After dinner, Robert-kun is not allowed to read books. He has to play games with us~"

Futami put the books he was carrying in his backpack into the girls' small bags for their underwear.

Jiandao picked up the phone and called the front desk to inform them that dinner could be delivered to the room.

"What game? Sudoku? Transposition? Riddles?"

Busui shook his index finger.

This guy, did you paint your nails?

"There are so many games to play that it's not convenient to vote. We plan to let the winners of the mobile games decide what the next games will be."

"Really? What game?"

In his previous life, he was not very good at MOBA, STG, ABA, SLG and other games, but he was not too bad either. He was probably at the platinum level and didn't think girls could beat him.

Under his influence, they basically don't play any mobile games, and as far as he knows, they didn't play mobile games much before.

It seems that he is the most skilled player.

What to lose?

Dinner was brought to the long recessed table in the room by the staff, and the result of the Love Consultation Department's game competition was already clear.

"You're so good at playing the piano, why is Robert so bad at playing games?"

"Shizumi-kun never plays games, so it's great that you've reached this level in your first try."

"Ah Shui, the highest score is actually the same as mine~ Let's see how you can call me stupid in the future!"

"Jingshui, it's too obvious that you let the game go. If it weren't for that mistake at the end, you would have scored 666 points."

"Shizue-kun, do you think we won't know that you're letting us go on purpose?"

No, why can you all multitask to this extent? ? ?
He opened "Brain Split" on two mobile phones at the same time, and he needed to play four small games at the same time.

1. Remember the 4-6 numbers that appear randomly on the screen, and then reproduce them in order of size.

2. A horizontal level-breaking game similar to "Flappy Bird" where you cross obstacles.

3. Break bricks.

4. Greedy snake.

The final scores displayed on the two phones are added together to give each person’s score.

With three chances, Asama only scored 664 points on the last one.

Fuzukawa had the highest score, 1288, nearly double his. If it weren't for the time constraints and the result had already been decided, she might have continued.

"Can I see your cell phones?" "There's nothing pornographic in there for you to see, oh no!"

Pochi covered his head again.

"Jingshui-kun, don't click on our social APP~"

Jiandao and Futami looked at each other. On their Instagram accounts, Shizumi Asama was their "perfect boyfriend". They posted stills from the movie and intimate photos of Asama sleeping. This kind of thing must not be discovered by him.

"Don't worry, I'll just take a look at your game records."

It has been confirmed that the girls downloaded and practiced this game a long time ago, and each of them has her own unique level.

In other words, in terms of experience, I was completely defeated. Today's defeat was predetermined long ago.

Asama sighed, "So that's how it is."

"Robert, you must accept defeat~~~ Didn't you say "accept everything that happens"? Have you heard this sentence? "The more things a person accepts, the freer he is. Every thing that is difficult to accept will build a high wall for himself. If there are too many walls, it will either be a maze or a cage."

Asama suddenly felt that quoting long content while speaking was a torture for the listeners.

"Tell me, what game is it?"

"I'll reveal it after dinner~ Robert, who can accept anything~"

Let's eat.

The cost-effective dinner is the secret of this hot spring hotel’s standing out on social media.

In front of each person was a large tray filled with food.

Seafood rice bowl filled with fish roe and various sashimi, four kinds of seafood gunkan sushi, grilled Spanish mackerel and squid, steamed custard, miso soup with a variety of seafood, fried tofu and pickles.

Lian Jiandao felt that the room rate of 12 per night was not so outrageous or painful.

The drink ordered by Pochi was returned by Asama, and the waiter quickly brought them a pitcher of mint orange sparkling water, a glass of orange syrup with which they could add as much as they wanted, and mineral water for Fuzugawa.

Pochi sat cross-legged across from Asama. She was the first to pick up the chopsticks and put her hands together.
"I'm starting~~~"

"Pochi, when the chopstick festival says to eat, don't hold the chopsticks in your hands."

Today happens to be Chopstick Day, and Asama reminded Pochi to pay attention to his etiquette.

Japan has inherited the cumbersome chopstick etiquette of China. In addition to the general taboos such as not sticking chopsticks into rice like burning incense, not using chopsticks to relay food, not being picky about food on the plate, not pointing at others with chopsticks, not holding tableware while holding chopsticks, and not knocking on bowls with chopsticks, Japan also retains more detailed etiquette requirements -

For example, you cannot hold the chopsticks in your mouth, suck on them, use them as toothpicks, or use your mouth to clean things stuck on the chopsticks. You cannot put your mouth on the edge of the bowl and use chopsticks to pick up rice.
Pochi curled his lips when he heard that and put the chopsticks under his nose.

"Hmm~ Ah Shui is such a dull old-fashioned guy, no wonder he is so bad at playing Brain Split."

In the face of Pochi's provocation, Asama did not react. He comforted himself by saying "It's just a game".

He also didn't understand. He could play drums, piano, and do acrobatics, and his multitasking coordination was obviously good, so why couldn't he win against anyone?

Could it be that I am still carrying a curse related to scores?
I should have snapped my fingers 100 times before playing the game!

Seeing Asama remained silent, Jiandao, who was sitting on Asama's left, smiled and said,
"Not being indecisive is a very rare quality."

"Xiao Jiandao, if you support A Shui too much, it will only make his character worse~"

Jiandao's face turned red instantly. In fact, he envied Pochi and Fuzugawa because their personalities allowed them to say many things naturally.

Futami glanced at Majima opposite him, and felt that Majima Mai, who originally had a bit of a sharp tongue, became more and more gentle in front of Asama.

It is true that love makes a person soft.

So, does Jingshui, who is as stone and iceberg, have no love in his heart?
Futami shook his head, criticizing himself for making unwarranted assumptions.

Fuzugawa touched Pochi's head and said to Asama,

"Well, if you're too particular about chopstick etiquette, the aroma of the rice will disappear. Let's eat~~~"

Having tried Asama cuisine, they gave this sumptuous dinner a score of 70.

There is no way around it, just like you cannot meet someone too amazing when you are young, otherwise you will probably be single for the rest of your life.

After the taste threshold is raised, no matter how delicious the food is, you will still miss the dishes at Asama that can make your heart beat faster.

After calling the waiter to clean up the mess on the table, Busei jumped lightly and stood on the table.

She took out five bamboo sticks with numbers written on them from somewhere.

"Let's play RPG games tonight~~~"

"What RPG game?"

Asama was still thinking, what kind of RPG requires bamboo sticks.

"King's Game~ Let's strengthen our relationship through the next game~"

Another King's Game? What kind of RPG is this?
It seems that this is the third time that Fuzugawa and the others have proposed playing this game.

Asana hates this kind of obedience test. Are you guys the dominant demons?
It was already dark outside, and the table was pushed into the tatami, with five people sitting in a circle facing each other.

Asama checked the bamboo sticks. There was a stick with a red tip and four sticks marked with 1/2/3/4. They were all the same weight and size, and there was nothing to mark on them.

"Isn't Robert too cautious? Can't he afford to lose?"

"Just showing you how to go out and play the King game with others, don't fall into the trap."

Hearing Asana's sophistry, Futami tilted his head and smiled,

"I won't play with other boys except Shizumi-kun~ I only want to attend parties with Shizumi-kun alone."

"So, Xiaoyue really only shows such a cute smile in front of Robert-kun~ Robert-kun is really an enviable bad guy."

In fact, even Fuzugawa, who could get along well with boys from any group, greatly reduced her social poverty alleviation work for boys. This also led to dissatisfaction among some members of Fuzugawa's support group, and this dissatisfaction was mainly directed at Asama, who felt that the Five-Reflection Imperial Master had polluted their vitality goddess.

Asana knew that it was her critical attitude and mental cleanliness when talking about love that affected their social circle.

Love, even if it is unrequited love, will have a significant impact on the object. Just like what they did to him in the past, he is distorting their original life path now.

If they have not found something more important than love, but really love him, they will stay single for life.
Asama couldn't accept this result.

This is not a sign of self-love. He also lost in his previous life because of his selfishness and lack of self-love.

"Is Yue-chan Shizue's personal angel?"

Majima pinched Futami's face. In fact, she deeply agreed with Futami's remarks. To Majima Mai, Asama was like an [angel], but it was a pity that she was not [exclusive] to her.

Asama took the bamboo stick from Busei Kawai and pinched the marked end into his palm.

"Let's start the game."

An exclusive angel?
No, Futami Tsukiumi is the Daimyojin of Asama Shizue.

So, God, please let nothing happen tonight.

"Who is the king?" x4
"Hey, Ah Shui, you're so lazy and don't shout slogans."

"I'll just be the last one to draw."

The king of the first round was Jiandao, and Asama got the number 4 bamboo stick.

For some reason, Jiandao, who was drawing the Chinese King, looked regretful.

"Then, the king hereby orders: [No. 1] gently hugs [No. 3] from behind and whispers something in his ear."

[No. 1] is Pochi, and [No. 3] is Fuzugawa.

Pochi stood up, walked to Busei's back, half-knelt down, hugged her from behind, and said indifferently with a cold expression.

"You can't get away with this, Ms. F."

Unexpectedly, Fuzugawa hugged Pochi's arms that were stretched out to her chest, tilted her head to the side, closed her eyes, and said,

"I never thought of running away, Robert-kun."

Is this what you call RPG (role playing)?
Futami and Mashima looked a little tipsy as they watched Pochi and Fushigawa's intimate interaction.

Sensing something was not going well, Asama began snapping his fingers frantically.

"Who is the king?" x5
Second vision is the king.

Asama was the last one to draw the lot and got [Number 4].

Futami took out a box of chocolate bars and a dog ear decoration, looked at Asama, and smiled.
"Let's play [Immoral RPG]~~~" (End of this chapter)