Tokyo Wingman King

The Share Lounge at Tsutaya Bookstore is similar to Wework and shared study rooms, but its overall environment and self-service catering standards are far superior to those of these office spaces that do not make much money.

“In the future, personal talents and ideas will become necessities,” said Masuda Muneaki, founder of Tsutaya’s parent company CCC. “Lounges are places where people can hone their performance and expression skills, and what we want to do is expand this space.”

The density of mobile office workers and internet celebrities who check in in this environment is very high, which is a far cry from the popularity of the free study rooms that no one cared about before.

The noise in my ears is acceptable.

There are also naughty children who don’t want to read, and they pass by with a series of screams and their parents’ screams.

Asama and his friends were sitting in the semi-open lounge of the Share Lounge of Tsutaya Bookstore, where the price was 9900 yen per hour.

After seeing that Pochi spent 15 minutes trying all the 60-plus snacks on the self-service menu, Jiandao let go of his reserve and picked up Asana's cup to refill it.

Pochi treated the buffet area as his own kitchen and enthusiastically helped a little girl who was standing on tiptoe to get a portion of And the Friet herb cheese-flavored fries, and mixed it with garlic fish fries.

"Tell your parents that this is specially prepared for them. They will praise you~"

The little girl shyly picked up the French fries and ran away without saying a word.

Pochi shrugged and waved to Jiandao who was walking over.

"Mai-chan! Do you want to try my special cocktail coffee~~~"

"Uh, no."

Jiandao decisively declined the cup of Pochi's original mixed drink, which had a sinister tone.

He made himself a cup of black sencha latte, poured Asama an iced Americano, took out a piece of Lotte Ghana chocolate, and returned to his seat.

Asama had already turned half of the book in his hand, but the notebook open in front of him did not record French words, but a series of planning and analysis maps - the spatial function, decoration, style, product selection, pricing, traffic flow, customer base, site selection, store staff and so on of the Tsutaya Roppongi store.

Jiandao recalled that whether it was Asama taking them to buy books or eating buffet in this lounge, they didn't spend a penny, so she couldn't help but ask,

"Does Jingshui also have shares in this bookstore? Why do I feel like you're here as if the young master is inspecting the place?"

Asama stopped reading and looked at Jiandao.

"As for shares, the Gogyoin family should have them. Also, having shares does not necessarily mean you have such privileges. I can't enjoy such treatment at Daigo Shoya."

"Does Jingshui think highly of this kind of self-service space?"

"It's OK. After all, the bookstore business is getting harder and harder to do, and the premium of cultural and creative products here is too high, so there are not many people who like them. Renovating the space with low or zero square meter efficiency to attract people and provide blood transfusion for other businesses is better than doing nothing, even if the square meter efficiency is the same."

"That is to say, if you find that things are stagnant, it is better to change than to stay the same, right?"

"I'm not sure either. If the cost of this change is too high, even if the efficiency per square meter increases a little, it will only have a side effect. In terms of scale and volume, this kind of lounge that claims to be a shared economy is actually not much different from Starbucks. Making use of every commercial space as much as possible is actually the same idea as using renewable resources."

Asama felt that Jiandao was actually very interested in business management, so he took out his notebook and prepared to share with Jiandao several sharing economy models and prospects that he had studied.

Jiandao waved his hands repeatedly, just like when he withdrew from the department's fund operations, indicating that he did not have the energy to handle these things for the time being.

"Ok."

Asama put away the notebook.

Jiandao seemed to see Asama's disappointment, and was a little surprised, but also found it amusing. He broke the chocolate in half and handed it to Asama.

"Chocolate, maybe?"

"Thanks."

Asama, who originally wanted to refuse, thought about the feeling of being rejected when he shared his interests with Jiandao just now, so he took it and tried two bites directly.

The taste is average. He is one of those people who will not actively buy chocolate without special reasons, including chocolate snacks such as Snickers, Magnum, M&M, and Ferrero.

Jiandao leaned his little face closer to Asama and asked,
"How about it?"

"Not bad. It's worthy of the endorsement by Hamabe Minami and Yoshizawa Ryo."

Asama noticed the brand of chocolate and felt that her ambiguous behavior was exposed. The girl blushed. She saw the unclaimed tea and notebook beside Asama and asked hurriedly,

"Where's Yue Hai?"

"Probably went to the bathroom."

Jiandao turned around and looked at Pochi who was still recommending snacks to the children, and moved his stool closer to Asama.

"Jingshui, why did you ask me to be interviewed just now?"

Asama knew that Jiandao would definitely ask this question - this was a decision he made without her consent.

Should I tell her that being an idol is her own idea? Although according to her drunken words, the reason for wanting to be an idol is similar to "My friends all go to Tokyo University, so I want to go too", it is still Jiandao's own wish. Perhaps this wish can make her more confident.

Or, instead of mentioning her drunken talk, use the debt issue as a joke? Do you want to suggest that she take the 200 million and enroll in an acting class?

After three seconds of consideration, he chose to cheat.

"Because I want to see you shine on the screen."

"what???"

"Well, to be exact, I think you have the potential to be an idol, Mai."

"Eh??? Idol? Me!?"

Jiandao put one hand on his chest and looked at Asama with concern, "Are you okay now?"

She remembered that Asama, who had eaten chocolate that day, also looked strange. Could he be allergic to chocolate?
"Yes. Whether it's your performance in the movie, your singing on the stage, or the calmness you showed during the TV interview just now, I think you have completely defeated the underage idols promoted by major agencies now. If idols are really necessary, then letting you, Mai, be an idol is definitely a good choice.

I mean, Mai, you are a natural idol."

These were words she had not expected at all.
In Jiandao's eyes, Asama looks extremely cute whenever he talks at length about things that have nothing to do with philosophy or knowledge.

She suppressed her excitement and smiled deliberately.

"Jingshui, do you know that you are now like a talent scout who has a lot of work pressure?"

Asama nodded with an unquestionable expression.
"If I really am that talent scout, you might be the one who gets me a promotion and a raise, makes me a general manager, becomes a CEO, and helps me reach the peak of my life. Believe me, Mai, you definitely have the talent to become a big star. Even without professional training, you have already surpassed many popular idols today."

From promoting business management concepts to encouraging himself to become an idol. Jiandao felt that Asama was a little strange today.

"Jingshui, you think too highly of me. I just look like an idol, but I am not an idol."

Jiandao smiled bitterly at Asama and said,
"It has nothing to do with Hamabe Minami, Mai! If you are interested in becoming an idol, I will fully support you."

Asana took out a notebook, drew a picture, and discussed opportunities in short dramas, micro-movies, talent shows, singing competitions, advertising, photo albums, variety shows, and so on.

Listening to Asama's speech, which sounded as if he was possessed by the manager of an idol development game, Jiandao looked around again and whispered to Asama,
"Could it be that, Shizumi, you persuaded me to become an idol in order to get rid of me? Just like you did to Masumi."

".Absolutely not. You can see F-san, being an idol does not mean you have to sacrifice all your time. We will be your back."

"But I'm not Rishi. If I really want to be an idol, I have too many lessons to learn. I don't want to use your help and then do something half-heartedly. So, Jingshui, I'm not prepared to be an idol, so don't worry about me in this regard.

Compared to idols, I think it is more important to accompany you and finish high school studies honestly. Jingshui, didn’t you say that [the greatest obligation of students is to study]? "

".All right."

The first step for Jiandao to find his life goal was a fall.

Asama picked up Althusser and immersed himself in the discussion of Spinoza in "Reading Capital", temporarily putting aside the idea of ​​planning their lives.

Asama didn't know that on the other side, Mai Majima's ears were red at this moment.

[Because I want to see you shine on the screen.]
Thinking about the meaning behind this sentence, Mai Mashima felt that the oxygen content in the air of Tsutaya Bookstore was a little low, but the latte in her hand became countless times sweeter.

Futami, who had been in the bathroom for more than half an hour, sat back in his seat, feeling relieved.

"Shizumi-kun! Look~ I just picked this up!"

She took out a package of tickets to the indoor park with some pride.

4 hours of fun

Then, under everyone's curious or scrutinizing gazes, Futami took out four movie tickets with a guilty conscience, followed by four tickets to the Roppongi Hills 52nd floor observation deck, and four tickets to the Mori Arts Center.

Oh my god! This is not something you can pick up in one go, right?!
"If you find it, it's best to return it to where it came from and ask the staff to help find the owner."

Erjian's eyes moved away.

"Shizumi-kun, did you hear me wrong? I just said that these are the ones I won in the lottery~"

"."x3
Even Pochi was shocked by Futami's actions.

"Today. Today is my lucky day!"

It was a bit pitiful to hear that Futami was trying hard to hold on, and no one present was willing to expose her.

Pochi hugged Futami and started sucking him hard like he was sucking a cat.

"Xiao Yue Hai, please pass on some of your luck to me!"

"Okay, how do I pass it on?"

"You kiss Ah Shui, and then let Ah Shui kiss me. Oh, it hurts!!!"

After being stopped by Asama, Pochi left his seat and said to them at the door of the lounge,

"Wait for me, I'll be back soon. Master Pochi is going to change fate today!"

"Where are you going, Ms. Pochi?"

Futami was a little dazed by Pochi's sucking.

"You're such a grown-up, you can't get lost."

Asana felt that the guy was holding the dog-head wallet and was probably going to buy lottery tickets.

"Is this theme park close to us?" Jiandao took the stack of tickets from Futami's hand and looked at the date and instructions.

“So it’s upstairs.”

Asama remembers that there is one in Odaiba. Recently, many such indoor theme parks have opened in shopping malls. Similar to script-killing and escape room, if the IP is not strong, this kind of business is purely for publicity, and there is no profit.

"Shizue, shall we go to Paradise after Miss Pochi comes back?"

"Shizue-kun, is this okay?"

Asana looked at Futami's expectant eyes, but he couldn't say no. Anyway, he could continue studying when he got home at night. So he could just spend some time with them.
As Asama guessed correctly, Pochi spent all his money to buy 50 Takarakuji scratch tickets and gave 10 to each of Asama and the others.

"Ms. Pochi, if you buy so much at once, the probability of loss will increase, right?"

Jiandao gave his own opinion.

"Normally, you buy 1-2 tickets from one store, and then buy more from several stores at once. This way, the probability of making a profit will be much higher!"

Why are you, Jiandao, so skilled at buying scratch tickets?
"My intuition believes in Xiaoyue Hai's good luck! I have already sucked away 8% of her luck, so I don't need any tricks now~"

Majima and Futami looked at Pochi helplessly with a look that said, "Whatever you say is what it is."

Pochi took out a few 10 yen coins from his dog-head wallet.

"Would you like to borrow my lucky coin?"

"no need."

“Well, start scratching~~~We’ll go claim the prizes together later~~~Hurry up and scratch, Shui~~~We won’t laugh at you if you can’t win the last prize even once.”

Just like that, several people scratched off lottery tickets in Tsutaya Bookstore that were co-branded with One Piece.

间岛价值2000円的10张白发尼卡路飞的刮刮卡，中了3次末奖（200円），亏损1400円。

波奇价值4000円的20张波尼的刮刮卡，中了1次四等奖（1000円），1次末奖，亏损2800円。

Futami had 10 Chopper scratch cards in his hand, and he lost the first 9 times, but in the end he won the second prize (5 yen), which directly made Pochi earn 4 yen.

"Katsuki Umi, let's go buy all the lottery tickets at Baokuji's store! We can buy the whole of Tokyo tonight!"

Pochi was completely convinced that the ticket that Futami had just brought back was the one she won in the lottery.

"That would definitely be a huge loss, Ms. Pochi."

"It will be very troublesome if you can't control your gambling addiction, Ms. Pochi."

"Then how about we buy 10 more scratch tickets with a grand prize of 2000 million?"

"Did you shave your brain flat?"

Asana used his brain to bang Pochi to calm her down, and holding her ears, he taught her to think less about things that come without effort.

The acting director of the Love Consultation Department had a frighteningly serious expression and words that were so sharp that they carried real harm, which made Futami unable to help but confess the truth: "I'm sorry, Shizumi-kun. I don't like gambling, but...I paid for those tickets."

The brief silence allowed Pochi to escape from the clutches and dive into Futami's arms.

Jiandao changed the topic in time to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Why hasn't Jingshui shaved yet? Don't you like Charlotte Lingling?"

Who likes bigmum?
"A Shui, don't look down on gambling. At least it sells something called hope. Every time hope is shattered, there is still a small chance that people will get back to the mindset of working hard to get rich. Okay, okay, I won't say any more."

Futami took the lead in apologizing. Asama took off his glasses and rubbed his nose, saying helplessly,
"I hope you can stop drinking and stop being led astray by Pochi."

"David Copperfield in Dickens's book was younger than us when he drank!"

Asana glared at Pochi, who was hiding in Futami's arms and trying to argue, until he admitted his mistake honestly.

"Is Jingshui planning to throw these scratch tickets away?"

Asama shook his head,

"Please lend me all the coins you have for scratching cards."

"Is Jingshui also so superstitious sometimes?"

"Probably. And you'd better turn your backs, otherwise it won't work."

"Okay. Shizue-kun, please remember our coins and the corresponding scratch cards."

"Ah."

Maybe I snapped my fingers too much in the study room, or maybe the "Miracle Snap" lasted longer than expected. With 10 scratch tickets, Asama used Futami's coin to win 1 first prize, 3 second prizes, Majima's coin to win 2 second prizes, and Pochi's coin to win 4 last prizes, totaling 225 yen.

I feel that this kind of unearned gain is very problematic.

Asana tore up the other scratch cards and put them in his bag, keeping only the three final prizes.

But another voice in his heart said that if he had to take this desperate measure, he must become a lottery man.

Asama felt that the voice was a little abrupt, and quickly checked the panel -

[Current personality conflict accumulation value: 34%. ]

Can restraining greed also increase the conflict accumulation value? !
Damn Charlotte Lingling!!!

"Ah Shui, even if you're unlucky, you won't have to tear up the scratch ticket, right? We all heard it!"

"Jingshui, did you win the jackpot?"

"No, just like you, I lost 1400 yen for Pochi."

Asana took out three last-prize lottery tickets.

"I told you, Ah Shui, you must have used up all your luck in several lifetimes to meet us."

Pochi took the lottery ticket and muttered in a voice that all four of them could hear.

"No, I know I am unlucky to have a cousin like you."

"Don't steal my lines!"

After redeeming the lottery ticket with Pochi, Futami took them to use the package ticket and entered the indoor park that still had a little smell of paint and spray-painted cloth, and chose the park maze with the theme of [Lost Island].

The four of them spent only 15 minutes to clear the park maze, which was expected to take 1-2 hours, amid the constant bickering between Pochi and Asama. Although they broke the record, they did not receive any prizes.

The staff looked at Asama as if he were a traitor. They thought that this white-haired guy must have been secretly making plans for a long time just to show off in front of these beautiful girls.

"I feel like I have no sense of accomplishment. I didn't answer any of the questions. It was the same with the haunted house before."

"Shizumi-kun was also this amazing on the cruise ship before!"

"Ah Shui, did you come here secretly? You chose this topic on purpose."

"You chose this theme, didn't you?"

"You're lucky then."

"Who on earth said that I have used up all my luck in several lifetimes?"

"But you are taking advantage of Xiaoyue Hai's super luck!"

Asana could not refute this.

I watched an art exhibition for an hour, looked out at the evening scenery of Tokyo for an hour, had dinner at a French restaurant called THE MOON, watched a movie for 1 hours, and took an online German class at Tsutaya Bookstore until I heard the bookstore close.

Roppongi Hills is not Shibuya SKY after all.
Erjian sighed in his heart.

Because it was a group date, Futami didn't have the opportunity to have any intimate interactions with Asama, except for Pochi's occasional physical contact with Asama. Although Asama was willing to spend more time with them, she was clearly saying in her heart that this level of intimacy was not enough.

Originally, there was a chance in the secret room with low visibility, but unfortunately they passed through the level too quickly, and everyone was led forward by Asana, and Futami completely forgot the battle plan.

There wasn't much to talk about at the art exhibition, so Jiandao brought the topic to Mr. Sasaki. They took a lot of photos on the observation deck, but Asama didn't want to take a group photo. In the movie version of "The Quintessential Quintuplets", the protagonist said "I like all five of you" and Asama said "I like you" but the meaning was completely different. Asama couldn't be like the scumbag protagonist in the movie, who didn't refuse every girl's kiss. In addition, Asama frowned throughout the movie, so she was embarrassed to ask which of the five girls Asama liked the most.
If Fuzuigawa is Ichika, Majima is Nino, and Ichijo is Satsuki, she should be Miku, right? But the final winner of this anime seems to be Yotsuba. If Pochi-san is impossible, then the head of the love consulting department, Fujiwara Ai, who is said to be very cheerful, could be Yotsuba?

Although Futami didn't know it, Jiandao also put himself into the role of Miku while watching the movie.

Erjian was still reviewing today's gains and losses when someone suddenly patted his shoulder.

"Yue Hai, you can be willful once or twice, but you can never be willful three times."

"Um"

"Also, I'll buy the tickets next time."

Asama's gaze was fixed on Mama, the famous spider sculpture in Roppongi, which was about 10 meters high and was behind Futami.

Futami was stunned, but when she understood what Asana meant, the little disappointment in her heart was instantly swept away.

"Ok!"

Pochi suddenly attacked from behind and hugged Futami's body.

"Ah Shui just saw me groping him! Xiao Yue Hai, are you okay?"

"It's okay."

Asana then withdrew his gaze and looked at the three girls.

"Go to bed early tonight and don't stay up late. See you tomorrow."

"You're the only one who stays up late, right?"

"See you tomorrow." x2
Futami and Majima looked at Asama's back and remembered Miku's words in the movie just now -

No matter how difficult the wall is, as long as you believe in yourself, you can keep moving forward.
Why didn't the stupid male protagonist choose such a good girl like Miku? (End of this chapter)