Tokyo Wingman King

"Excuse me." x2
Two girls' voices.

"Excuse me."

There was also a voice that was extremely familiar to Asama.

Not a mystery guest, but mystery guests?

Asama looked at the three people who followed Busei into the practice room - Daiki and Heping, his girlfriend Yamashita Rei, and... the girl who was even more out of place in this environment than him - Hououin Haruka.

"We had originally invited Xiaoxue and Xiao Shigong, but unfortunately they didn't have time to come~ We should be able to see them tomorrow. Daihui-kun, please take a seat wherever you like."

The three guests stood at the table, feeling troubled.

It's already crowded enough for 8 people to squeeze into a low table, and it's impossible for these three people to sit in the hot pot, right?
Asama and Koyanagi gathered the benches in the practice room, padded them with square perforated sound-absorbing panels from the corners, and put the small square tables together to form a long table.

Daiki carried two bags of gifts and placed them on the table, then squeezed in between Asama and Koyanagi.

Yamashita and Houhouin sat on both sides of the Busui River.

"What a rich feast! Ah, thank you."

Yamashita, wearing a black cat bracelet, took the bowl and chopsticks handed to him by Shiina.

"Hehe~ There are many kinds of meat~~~ around here, I am the user of the Face Fruit~"

"The boss gave me the discount because of Risa. To be honest, I feel a little sad because I am the regular customer who has visited his store the most times."

"Okubo, are you out of your mind? Using face has a price. You are just using someone else's credit card to make purchases. Why should you be sad?"

"That's right~ But, it seems like I'm the one who pays for it, right?"

The drummer and keyboardist of the band Death Warrior performed crosstalk.

At first I thought it was the vegetables bought by Koyanagi and Shiina, but it turned out to be Okubo. Stereotypes are harmful.

"excuse me."

Hououin Haruka sat at the corner of the table between Fuzugawa and Futami.

Fuzukawa patted her shoulder.

"Don't be shy, Xiaoyaojia~~~The best way to open your heart is to open your belly~"

Why do you make a normal hotpot party sound like Jack the Ripper's crime scene?

Hououin nodded and looked at Asama who was sitting diagonally across from her. Her eyes immediately broke and she turned to look at Busei-kawa.

Busei introduced everyone at the hot pot table one by one.

"This is Hououin Haruka, our classmate of Toyo Eika, and also the president of the school club [Truth Party]~"

The Phoenix Academy organization is not a society at all, okay?

Fuzugawa introduced Futami, Majima, and Pochi in a counterclockwise manner.

A bunch of meaningless titles were attached to their heads, such as [favorite friend, charming classmate, acting vice-chairman/only member/observer of the love consultation department, member of the alliance, member of the light-colored duo, multi-talented ice girl, mysterious girl with the best makeup skills, and healing sister who always keeps a childlike innocence].

"This is Robert Asama. I think everyone knows him. I won't introduce him to you."

At least get my full name right!

"This is Daiki Heping-kun, the president of our school's Infinite Fighting Club, and the biggest ticket buyer for our LIVE performance this time~~~"

Asama glanced at Daiki.
"Is this how Infinite Society's money is spent?"

".My family gave me 3000 million and asked me to follow you, Master, and try to get things done."

It seems that even the people in Dahui’s family know about it?
A [Five-Emperor Master] who is just pretending to be powerful
When the thought of "using this name to help them succeed" came to Asana, he cautiously suppressed the idea.

Konoe wondered, was this a conspiracy to make him accept this gift of power?
Without seeing the cost behind it, Asana will not really move and think about the problem from the perspective of the Five Photographers.

"Everyone in Mugensha has been working very hard recently. Simply giving out money or food and oil gifts is a bit too cold. It just so happens that Fushigawa-san is going to have a concert, so I discussed it with Fushigawa-san and invited everyone to watch the concert together. In addition, Fushigawa-san also promised me that in the future, the security of the performances will be left to us to cooperate if there are no accidents."

"Well, you've thought it through very well. Is there a meeting regarding security? Don't let us down."

"It's already open. Zheng's uncle runs a security company, and we've learned a lot from him. I'll take everyone through the venue at noon tomorrow."

Is that the guy who spoke without restraint when Ah Zheng and Dahui went to see his father?
It seems that Daiki has already started to think about possibilities other than the [Infinite Festival] strategy.

It is a good thing that Fuzugawa has the right to decide his partners. Mr. Nakaoka, who was sent by the Fuzugawa family to be a childcare worker, may be able to retire with peace of mind in a year or two.

Asama smiled.

"Master, please."

Daiki subconsciously poured wine for Asama.

".I've said many times that I don't drink. Also, don't be so polite, Dahui."

"Then have an egg."

Without saying a word, Daiki cracked a raw egg into Asama's bowl and started stirring it.

"."

After a round of introductions, everyone raised their glasses and clinked them together. The beer in Okubo's glass spilled onto the barbecue pot, making a sizzling sound.

"Is it dirty or not, Okubo?"

Okubo argued to Shiina, "I didn't drink a single sip! Can you clink the glass with less force?"

Asama silently drank a sip of orange juice. Shiina was just coming towards him, but Asama adjusted the angle, attacking first and arriving later, allowing Okubo to perfectly block the attack route.

The orange juice was a large bottle of Asahi orange juice, which felt like a less sweetened version of Fanta.

Fanta didn't even prepare grape flavored Fanta, which was so insincere. He always remembered to buy mineral water for Busui River.

Enthusiasm for this meal dropped by 50%.

Asana picked up the tongs and started grilling the meat.

"Master, can I help you bake it?"

Daiki wanted to take the barbecue tongs from Asama's hand, but unexpectedly Asama handed him a pair of chopsticks.

"You can use this serving chopstick to grill. You can grill this side of the pan and I'll grill this half. Chopsticks are better for grilling meat slices. You can grill the beef shank first."

After saying that, Asana adjusted the fire of the oven.

"Okay. How many seconds does this need to bake?"

"For this thickness, 30 seconds per side is enough. If you want it to be more charred, wait 30 seconds longer."

"Ah."

Looking at Yamashita Rei staring blankly at the opposite side through two pots, Busei rubbed her shoulder.

“Do you ever feel like your boyfriend has been taken away from you?”

"If it's the Great Sensei, there's nothing we can do about it, right?"

Yamashita quickly withdrew his gaze.

"The friendship between boys is really enviable."

Xiao Liu hugged himself and twisted himself into a maggot.

"Hey! Xiao Liu, don't move, it's very crowded. How despicable! You actually stole my beef with this trick!"

The two adult men of the Dead Warrior were like children, snatching the meat that the other party put into the hot pot. In order to make the other party unhappy, they would rather eat it half-cooked.

Pochi also started his own actions.
"Hoohoo~ It smells so good~ Ah Shui~ Let me taste it to see if it's cooked~~~ Eh? I can't seem to tell? Give me another one~ Ouch!"

Pochi, who was close to the water, was punished by the finger-snapping skill after eating the second piece of beef rib.

Koyanagi and the others also understood why Unzodiac River, Futami and the others had red marks on their heads.

When Pochi heard Asana promise to grill more meat for her, she happily became the waiter.

Asama grills 6 slices at a time, while Daiki grills 8-10 slices at a time. However, because the beef ribs that Okubo bought were very thin, they were basically grilled in 10-15 seconds per side, so Asama's serving speed was much faster than Daiki's.

The fried tofu, mushrooms, green onions, cabbage, and white radish that had been put into the hot pot in advance had already been cooked, and the beef shoulder and pork belly that had just been put into the pot had also been blanched, but everyone was waiting for the barbecue to be brought by Pochi before they were willing to pick up their chopsticks.

The boys were controlled by Asama BBQ.

The girls were captivated by the sight of Asama grilling meat.

Even Shiina couldn't help but secretly spit at herself, don't be fooled by this scumbag!!!

Okubo savored the beef grilled by Asama and wondered,
"It's so tender, is this true? Didn't I buy this meat?"

"Okubo, you get drunk too quickly. Look at that plate of beef ribs. Isn't it the same as what we have here?"

"Hey! Old man! Don't even think about making a feint to the east and attacking in the west!"

Okubo grabbed Koyanagi's chopsticks to prevent the bald man from stealing the grilled meat from his bowl.

"Okubo, let me help you!"

Shiina stretched out his hand and picked up two pieces of barbecue from Koyanagi's bowl and put them into his mouth.

"Hey, you didn't help me at all. Xiao Liu is even more determined to eat my meat!"

Is this the sense of responsibility of an adult?

Asama actually understood the two dead samurai's desire to liven up the atmosphere.

In his previous life, when he led the business unit to dinner parties, he often had the helpless role of initiating topics and livening up the atmosphere, making the dinner parties more pleasant and lively.

This is not considered high emotional intelligence. Real high emotional intelligence is making others happy when you are happy yourself.

Every time he basically achieved his goal, he just felt tired.

Well, it's the same with falling in love.
It took another 15 minutes for Daiki and I to finish grilling the 6 plates of barbecue and seafood in front of us. Asama added water to the grill pan and made an original beef hotpot.

"Why don't you switch places with us? Cook with this pot. It will taste good too."

Asana said to the girls on his left.

Futami, Jiandao and Fenghuangin can't eat spicy food very well, and in front of them there are bowls for washing off the chili oil, which is almost as spicy as the hot pot.

Futami discussed it with Jiandao and said with a smile, "Just let Shizumi-kun eat it for us. In return, we will also give Shizumi-kun some food."

"It seems that there are no dietary restrictions for Jingshui?"

"."

Fenghuangyuan stood up, holding the bowl and chopsticks, and walked in front of Dahui, casting his shadow on Dahui's face as he looked up in surprise.

"Please change seats and sit at the bottom of the mountain."

The girl's voice was soft and cold.

"Oh can you? Great Sensei?"

Daiki asked Asama a question. In his eyes, Asama Shizumi was the representative of those who were averse to women and devoted themselves to seeking truth.

".Go ahead."

Asana has already started cooking meat for Futami and the others in the clear soup pot.

"."

Dahui stood up with some disappointment.

"Dahui, your bowl and chopsticks."

After being reminded by Hououin, Daiki looked up and saw that Fuzukawa had already sat next to Futami, leaving a seat for him to sit with his girlfriend.

He smiled at Shanxia who was waving at him, and walked over reluctantly.

The whole room was filled with the smell of beef hotpot, but the fragrance of Fenghuangyuan's body still unreasonably entered Asama's nose.

"Good evening, Master."

Hououin said softly, sitting next to Asana.

"You know Yamashita?"

“Well, Yamashita-san is a cadre of our [the Truth Party].”

".Dahui knows?"

"My girlfriend's idol happens to be my idol, why can't he know that?"

Is this really the relationship?

Asama felt a sense of guilt.

"You should know that man-made idols will eventually collapse."

Fenghuangyuan lifted her hair and smiled.

"But the truth will not. Even though I am often on the side of the shadow, I will not lose faith in the sun. Great teacher, I knew that this would be your reaction after hearing this."

"Do Ah Shui and Xiao Fenghuangyuan know each other?"

Pochi inserted himself between Asama and Hououin, interrupting their conversation.

Jiandao quickly moved to the position where Pochi had just sat, and Futami also moved his little butt.

The south side of the table suddenly became crowded.

"Pochi, did you just drink secretly?"

Asama did not answer Pochi's question, but took the drink in her glass and smelled it - sure enough, it smelled of gin, with a hint of grapefruit peel and ginger.

"Eh? Is that wine? I thought it was soda water. Ah Shui, look, it says [SODA] on it!"

Asama glanced at the aluminum can of Suntory Gin Sparkling Wine with the Chinese character [翠] written on it on the table, sighed, pulled Pochi aside and whispered.

"Can you act a little like a sister? If Yue Hai and Mai drink even a sip of wine today, do you know what will happen to you?"

Pochi shrank his head, looking aggrieved.

"Ah Shui was just busy talking to other people. If he looked at me for even a second, I wouldn't dare drink. What a biased guy."

".Did I grill the most meat for you and mix the most flavors for you?"

"Well, but Kozuki Hai and Komai will surpass me soon."

".Don't you like spicy food?"

"As long as it's made by Shui, it tastes better than anything else in the world!"

"I've got you covered. Pour that glass of wine and drink it honestly."

"It's such a waste to pour it out."

Asama couldn't help but knock on Pochi's head again.

Fenghuangin didn't ask Asama to help with the cooking.

Asama was like a meticulous Haidilao waiter, serving food to the three guests, Futami, Majima and Pochi.

"Don't you want to eat something, Shizue-kun?"

I can't eat anything.

Fuzugawa and her friends can no longer tell jokes about their band. If they continue, Okubo will be cooked into hot pot by Shiina.

It’s no wonder that Shiina Eimi was angry. There are too many malicious jokes about bassists in this world.

After several rounds of indirect conversation, Asama found out the reason why Yamashita Rei came to watch the rehearsal.

She is not only a fan of the Death Samurai band, but also the big sister who plays music in the Infinite Society. She hopes to find her own place in the Infinite Society through learning, instead of always being a vase beside Dahui.

But the reason why Fenghuangin came here is unknown. She only said that she was invited by Fuzugawa, and it happened that she and Yamashita had an event this afternoon, so she came along.

Asama was neither interested in getting to the bottom of things nor was he curious about the activities of their [the Truth Party].

He had not expected that Busei was an advisor to the [Truth Party].

Fuzukawa, don't you know that the more titles a person has, the less practical this person is?

We finished most of the hotpot.

The [Dark Hot Pot Cooking Showdown] within the Death Samurai band has been decided.

Bassist Shiina Eimi and keyboardist Okubo one fell on the sofa, and the other died suddenly in the bathroom.

In addition to eating abnormal ingredients, drinking too much alcohol is also one of the reasons.

So, what on earth could Yamashita Rei learn here? It couldn't be drinking, right?

"The band is short of 4 people for a performance. What should we do?"

Busei spread his hands, expressing helplessness.

“Was it like this before?”

Asana asked Koyanagi who had just finished the last can of beer.

Xiao Liu burped.
"I drank more before than today."

"."

Busui stood in front of the table, raised his hand and said,
"The keyboardist and bassist are both absent. Let's take a look first. Those who can play the piano or keyboard, please raise your hands."

Futami and Yamashita raised their hands.

"Does it matter if you can play Muse Dash?" Pochi's hand was pulled down by Asana.

"Shengshui won't raise his hand?"

"If Mr. Robert doesn't raise his hand, then he will be considered to have raised it."

"In addition to the drum set, can Teacher Da also play the piano?" Dahui asked curiously.

"Shizue-kun is definitely a master~"

No, just entry level lv.1.

"Okay, we've finished investigating~"

"Riyo-chan! Don't you still have Bess?"

"Hey~ For bass, just one finger that can move will do!"

After Busei said this, Shiina Eimi jumped on the sofa as if by reflex, like a fish that was not yet dead.

"Hey, let's play a game to choose our contestant~clangclang~~[Spicy Eating King Competition]."

In the Chongqing hotpot that has not been contaminated by the dark cuisine world, Busei put more than a lethal amount of chili powder.

"During the game, you are not allowed to dip the meat in chili powder, chili oil, or chili sauce. You are not allowed to drink alcohol or beverages. You compete in pairs. After each bite of meat is cooked, it is fed to the other party. The other party must eat it within 15 seconds. Well, you cannot spit it out after eating it. The person who exceeds the time limit or spits it out will be deducted 1 point. The first person to deduct 3 points will fail and wait for the next opponent."

Busei introduced the rules of the game improvisationally.

Asama thought, what kind of torture is this? But the girls were convinced that as long as Asama fed them, they would be able to eat.

Looking at his phone, it was already 8:25, and Asana stood up.

"Don't you have a tight training schedule? Yue Hai and the others can't eat spicy food, so let's just get started."

"We actually have plenty of time. In fact, we only need to debug the equipment half an hour before tomorrow's performance. Our goal today is to have a happy dinner together."

Asama walked to the corner of the instrument room, straightened the synthesizer on Okubo's piano stand, squatted down to confirm the connection between the sustain pedal, speakers, and mixing console, and waited for the other two members of the Death Samurai band to return.

Fenghuangyuan also moved, but Jiandao raised his hand.
"If you really only need one finger, let me do the bass."

No, Jiandao, you have been deceived.

Xiao Liu stopped everyone and walked in front of Asama.

"Wait a minute, Asama-san, let's start with a bang-bang, muscle-bulging, passionate drum duel."

He took out a pair of drumsticks from somewhere and said with a smile. (End of this chapter)