Tokyo Wingman King

What's up with Moon Knight's [Repression] trait?

The increase in self-control during the day is just a trickle into the sea.

At night, my self-control decreases, and it becomes like a sea of ​​water flooding back, boundless and endless.

This is just like a company that fails to grow and go public when the economic environment is favorable, but immediately goes bankrupt and lays off employees when the economic environment is unfavorable - the core lies in the fragility of the entity.

Is it true that the self-control that I have honed over 16 years is such a useless thing?
If you don't even have the ability to control your desires and calm your emotions, you've simply lived in vain.
"Master! Wait a minute!"

An unexpected voice appeared behind Asana.

She stopped and looked back, not knowing why Buzugawa would invite her, nor why she would agree to Buzugawa's Hououin Haruka. She trotted all the way and stood next to Asama.

The girl's eyes were the same color as the sea under the moonlight. On the infinitely stretching sea, the waves were filled with fragmented moonlight.

After staring at each other for a while, Asana came back to his senses.

"Go back. I can buy water by myself."

"Master, you don't know what I want to drink, right? Or, Master, you only buy water for yourself?"

Although Hououin's tone was calm, Asana couldn't bear to hear words like "You guy, your mind is only thinking about yourself."

"Tell me, what would you like to drink?"

Fenghuangyuan was stunned for a moment, then heard the subtext of Qianjian's [Please drink some water, say thank you, teacher], and smiled.
"Oolong tea, thank you, Master."

The night wind was a little dry. The two of them walked through the alley one after the other and came to the main street.

The few vending machines I just passed by even had Wanglaoji, but not a single one sold grape-flavored Fanta.

Asama glanced at the Coca-Cola billboard in front of the building under the viaduct.

Roppongi during the day is full of modern business atmosphere.

At night in Roppongi, except for the skyscrapers that use old consumables as fuel to keep their lights on 24 hours a day, the small office buildings on the main street are already pitch black, with only the lights on the first-floor storefronts left, blending in with the city's neon lights.

In addition to various izakayas and high-end restaurants, the endless stream of bars, hostel bars, nightclubs, clubs and other nightclubs in Roppongi make this place more and more like Shibuya.

It should be said that Shinjuku, Shibuya, Ikebukuro, Ginza, Roppongi, and Omotesando have all become homogenized.

Turn left from Asama and Fenghuangyuan, and about 150 meters away, there is a FamilyMart convenience store.

There were girls standing in groups of three or four on the street corners holding nightclub billboards, and there were also girls standing still with their heads down playing with their phones. Their clothes were simply unbearable to look at.

In recent years, there are more and more serious and irregular nightclubs in Japan.

The world in which the rich become consumers and the poor are treated as commodities has already become quite mature in Tokyo. In places like nightclubs, which sell desire, ambiguity, and emotional values, the frequency of product updates is higher than that of mobile phones.

When the economy is in recession, more poor people will mark their prices and flow into the commodity market.

So Tokyo is a paradise for rich people. You can buy many things freely when you come to Tokyo.

Convenience store friendly.

Fenghuangyuan followed Asama silently into the FamilyMart convenience store, and the two stopped in front of a row of refrigerators.

Looking at the dazzling array of drinks, Asana picked up a basket, put two cans of Fanta in it, and asked,

"What kind of oolong tea would you like?"

"Sugar-free is fine."

"How about Suntory's Osmanthus Oolong?"

"Well, thank you."

Asana selected a few more bottles of drinks, put them into the basket, and paid at the checkout counter.

The yellow-haired clerk, who looked very young, listlessly scanned the drinks with the barcode scanner.

"1680 yen, is it cash or electronic payment?"

"electronic."

Asana presented the payment code and put the bottles of drinks into plastic bags one by one.

Suddenly, a tender arm appeared in front of the plastic bag. The white hand at the end of the arm picked up the Fanta that was beginning to condense into small water droplets on the cash register counter and gently put it into the plastic bag.

"Huh~ I guessed right, Jingshui-kun will come to FamilyMart to buy Fanta."

Asana looked at Futami who appeared unexpectedly.

"Let me help~~~"

Futami blinked at Asama.

The yellow-haired clerk curled his lips, revealing a disdainful expression as if he had witnessed a scumbag cheating on his wife.

Asama, who was sandwiched between Futami and Hououin, also noticed the two of them staring at each other.

"I'll be the one to help with this kind of thing, Futami-san."

Fenghuangyuan picked up the plastic bag containing 11 bottles of water, but embarrassingly, he was unable to lift it the first time.

"Let me do it."

Asama took the plastic bag with one hand.

"Is there anything else Yue Hai wants to buy?"

Erjian shook his head and asked,

"No, how about we each carry one?"

"It's just buying some water. There's no need to make such a fuss. Let's go back."

Asama handed a bottle of Queer Orange Juice and a bottle of Oolong Tea to the two girls respectively, and walked out of the convenience store first.

Seeing the two beautiful girls nodded obediently, they followed Asana and left.

(Outfit illustration - left: Haruka Honoka; right: Futami Tsukiumi)

[Go back]?! The yellow-haired convenience store clerk suddenly wanted to dye his hair white.

The three of them were walking on the side of the road, Futami and Asama walked side by side, while Hououin Haruka took a step forward, keeping a distance of half a shoulder behind Asama.

Futami Tsukiumi, who had chased out amid the jeers of Busei and the others, and Hououin Haruka, who had just underestimated his own arm strength, did not say a word.

It wasn't until they passed a bar where music permeated the street that Futami broke the awkward atmosphere of the three silent people.

The girl tilted her head back slightly and asked Fenghuangyuan Haruka on the other side.

"Does Fenghuangyuan also like rock music?"

".I didn't have much interest in it before, but now my opinion on the drum set has changed."

Fenghuangin answered, looking frankly at the girl who had the most scandals with the Great Sensei.

Futami paused, not expecting that her potential opponent would reveal his cards. She secretly glanced at Asana's profile.

Well, a cold face as if he felt the whole world was disturbing him.

Erjian breathed a sigh of relief and then smiled.

"Shizumi-kun's drums are amazing~~~"

"Well, I saw it at the last night festival performance. The fact that the Great Teacher is a genius is an indisputable fact in Yinghe." "Shizumi-kun is not only good at playing drums, but also outstanding at piano and trumpet."

"Well, I have also heard the story of how Ichijo regained his confidence in playing the piano and went to Europe for further studies because of the guidance of the Great Sensei. Today, Mr. Koyanagi's performance also had some changes in the back. Many people have also experienced such changes, so we can believe that the Great Sensei has the ability to turn iron into gold."

"Is that right? I think this is magic. Even if you are a student who doesn't like studying, you will be transformed after studying with Jingshui-kun for two days."

"But if everyone were to be taught by the Great Sensei, he wouldn't be able to teach them all. Even the sun can't shine on every inch of the earth 24 hours a day."

"Well, our love consulting department is also better off with less than enough consulting business right now."

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What are you guys trying to do with the use of idioms?
Listening to the discussions behind him, Asana could no longer tell whether they were praising him in person or behind his back.

Is it a happy thing to be praised by a beautiful girl?

Asama has no real sense of these recognitions. Most people grow up because they have adjusted their attitudes to face major events. This is an attitude that cannot be embodied in a standard way and cannot be taught by others.

As if they were reading a code, Futami and Houhouin temporarily regarded each other as friendly forces.

The two of them were still observing each other.

In Fenghuangyuan's eyes, Futami Tsukiumi is the kind of person who is excellent in many aspects but not stunning.

After all, as the deputy director of the Love Consultation Department, he has been with the Great Sensei for so long, but has neither helped the Great Sensei deal with various matters nor developed a third-generation disciple. This is obviously a dereliction of duty.

Indeed, Futami Tsukiumi is very pretty. Her face, without any traces of carving or polishing, seems to be imitating the Great Teacher, with an indifference to the world on one hand and pure kindness on the other.

In Futami's eyes, Hououin Haruka is much more threatening than Shinomiya Yukina, and even more threatening than Konoe Chiyo. At the last karaoke party, she didn't talk much and was only concerned about topics related to Shizumi-kun.

The eldest daughter of the Hououin family is as pretty as anyone in the Love Consulting Club, her grades are better than Fuzugawa's, her figure is as good as Ichijo's, and the more terrifying thing is that she can list out all the theories in Shizumi-kun's "Love Handbook" like she knows them all by heart. She is an extremely firm "Asama Shizumi supremacist".

I heard that she only took out a little bit of her pocket money and made the [Truth Party] the organization with the most activity funds in Shizumi-kun's support map.

Although Yamashita had said that Fenghuangyuan's speech was obscure and difficult to understand, and lacked compassion, and most people's self-esteem would be shattered if they talked to her for more than three sentences, but judging from her performance today, she was an unexpectedly kind person.

Compared to the useless Futami, Hououin Haruka is much more powerful
Hououin quickened his pace and asked Asana.

"O-Sensei, when you play, how do you inject emotions that are not yours? Through [acting]?"

Is Asama Shizumizu a manic drummer who desperately wants to forget the past and face himself again?

In the eyes of Phoenix Court, absolutely not.

However, the rhythm he played made him the drummer and even the protagonist in the original song.

If you don't close your eyes, you can't hear the passion in it, which is like the Emancipation Proclamation.

She thought of acting.

Asama is indeed good at acting, playing the role of an enthusiastic classmate who is willing to cheer others up, a caring brother who helps those who are troubled by love, a sinister and vicious person who values ​​strength above all else, and a charismatic superstar.
If it weren't for Chiyo Konoe's stimulation, he might still be playing the role of an unknown passerby.

Logic can enable an actor to play an unfamiliar role, but personality can enable an actor to become any role. As long as the audience believes in the role, it is equal to the way he plays it.

Hououin Haruka knows very well that Asama Shizumi is an actor with full charm, but he is only willing to show half of his charm. He has always been playing the role of a teacher - acting for the improvement of others.

Asama didn't expect Fenghuangin to ask such a question.

"I didn't inject any emotion into it. I only output information. If you feel it, it's your own emotion, which collides with this information and is fed back to you. It has nothing to do with me."

How can we inject emotion into the electronic BGM in old games and the MIDI in today’s music festivals and edited programs?

As many philosophers believe, "confidant" is a pseudo-concept, people cannot share feelings, and the most exciting and interesting things you find may be something that others use to hypnotize you. Therefore, humans do not have 100% empathy, only tendency empathy.

Therefore, performers are never the source of emotions, but only the disseminators of information that can arouse emotions.

All the emotions are moved by oneself.

"I see. So, the reason why a work can resonate with a wide range of people is not because the author injects moving emotions, but because of his superb skills in organizing information to mobilize emotions, right?"

"Um. No. Not interested."

Asama did not discuss the issue and rejected the invitation of a nightclub bunny girl.

The same is true near the Jogasaki Coast. I feel that this lofty skill [Decreases the desire to chat up people with a favorability below 200 by 200%] cannot filter out bitches.

Does this mean that the average pick-up desire of Japanese bitches exceeds 300%?
Also, there are too many bunny girls in Japan. Do you like bunnies so much?
"Teacher O, are there any other requirements to join the Love Consultation Club?"

I have looked into Phoenix College and it seems that all you need to do is get into the top 120 students in the school and then pass the department exam.

As someone who has been ranked fifth in the grade for three consecutive years and has read the entire Love Handbook, no one is more suitable than her to be the right-hand man of the Love Consultation Department.

"Why do you want to join the Love Consultation Department?"

Why did this girl who claimed to have been following him for five months suddenly approach him? Was it because of his title of "Five-shot Master" or his family's request? Or maybe, like some people, he had watched too many of his movies?
"If you want to ask why, is it a good enough reason to want to help some people?"

Hououin Haruka knew in her heart that the person she wanted to help the most was Asama Shizumi.

"Absolutely. But the Service Department and other departments can also help people, right? The Love Consultation Department's way of helping people is much more circuitous than theirs."

"I hate Ryuzoji Chanba, and those other departments are too noisy. More importantly, I want to be closer to you and learn how to conquer the strong and support the weak."

"Why do you think I can definitely teach you something?"

"In fact, there is no need to really bother to teach you. I can just learn from you. Just like the principle of [Pascal's Wager], if I don't trust you, I will lose more than if I do."

"Wait until next semester starts."

"Well, you can join the club next semester, Master. Here is my application."

Fenghuangin, who was wearing a T-shirt and white thin cotton trousers, took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket, bowed 90 degrees, and handed the note to Asama.

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Asama stuffed Hououin's application form into his pocket.

Futami didn't expect that the thing that Shinomiya Yukina had been pursuing for nearly a month was accomplished so easily by Hououin Haruka.

An inexplicable emotion prevented Erjian from celebrating for Fenghuangyuan at the first moment.

The three of them walked to the door of the music practice room rented by Busei and the others.

Fenghuangyuan suddenly said,

"Futami-san, can you please go in first so I can talk to the Great Sensei alone?"

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When Futami turned around at a loss, Asama grabbed Futami's shoulders.

"Yue Hai is one of us, just tell me what you want to say."

Phoenix Court shook his head.
“There’s some privacy involved.”

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"Jingshui-kun, you guys just chat, I'll go in first."

Futami looked at Asama. She didn't feel disappointed, but instead felt happy.

As Futami walked into the house, a thoughtful expression appeared on Fenghuangyuan's beautiful, childish face.
Compared to Futami-san, am I stronger?
"Which family do you feel closer to, the Fujiwara family or the Konoe family?"

She turned to look at Asama and couldn't help but shudder.

The answer she got was an extremely cold look. (End of this chapter)