Tokyo Wingman King

The world we live in is marked by speed: the speed of historical change, the speed of communication, and the speed at which people connect with each other.

Paris' history changes very slowly, just as the Ritz Hotel has retained antique furniture, paintings and golden swan faucets even after many renovations. Historical changes are always cautious, and changing customs is a difficult thing. Once many traditions or symbols are changed, everything before will be sealed into the tomb.

The speed of information dissemination in the world is so fast that you can quickly find places worth visiting in an unfamiliar city online without hiring a tour guide. Behind the speed of information dissemination is a new quality of productivity, which will become the main force in shaping a new lifestyle and impact those so-called backward places that try to preserve traditions.

The confrontation of speed and the difference between fast and slow will create an incoherent contradiction. Of course, the faster side will always suppress the slower side. French philosopher Paul Virilio once proposed in "The Aesthetics of Disappearance" that "Stagnation is death! The universal law of this world is also the law of the speed regime. 】

In this world, tolerance for slowness is limited, and the speed at which relationships are established between people varies.

While Jiandao was still thinking that Hououin Haruka was a stranger whom she didn't want to take advantage of, Fuzugawa had already taken Hououin's arm and stepped into the circles of light cast by the old street lights.

They walked very fast, at the front of the team, asking and answering questions and discussing something.

With his good hearing, Asama could tell that most of the questions were asked to Fuzugawa by Hououin - such as Fuzugawa's opinions on French political and military figures such as Napoleon, Robespierre, Charles de Gaulle, Father Pierre, Louis XI to XVI, Antoinette, Joan of Arc, Charles the Bold, Montmorency, Turenne, and Vendome.

The well-read Fuzugawa didn't know the names of those dukes and earls, and he didn't know Asama well either, so he only heard the names of many of them and had no idea who Fenghuangyuan was talking about. But one thing was clear, Fenghuangyuan was talking about French figures on the surface, but was actually testing Fuzugawa's political spectrum.

Fuzuigawa would rather share with Fenghuangin those female painters who were famous in Paris in the 18th and 19th centuries and whose works were collected by the Louvre, such as Elizabeth Le Brun, Anne Coster, Marguerite Gérard, Adelaide Guillard, etc.

When the eldest daughter of the Hououin family found out that everyone has blind spots in knowledge, she stopped disliking Busou. Busou sensitively caught this change and hugged Hououin tighter. Hououin showed a distressed expression again, and was completely unable to resist Busou's enthusiasm.

Following behind, Futami, Mashima and the others had very little communication with Hououin Haruka. They should have participated in two group activities together, but they still didn't become friends.

Asama and the butler Akiha introduced the buildings along the way to the few people, including the typical features of Baroque, neoclassicism, art deco and other styles. These solidified histories, like a "moveable feast" as Hemingway said, were spread out on both sides of Rivoli Street.

In August, most Parisians go to the south of France for vacation, so most of the faces on the street are tourists. Many people rode bicycles in groups and passed by Asama and his friends. The girls received many frivolous whistles. Asama was called [Kevin] by many people. Asama didn't know what these people were saying, but it was probably not a good thing.

Crossing the street and walking east along the iron fence of the Tuileries Garden, Pochi was attracted by the Ferris wheel and sunset coaster in the park. There seemed to be a summer market under the amusement park, with rows of colorful lights lit up, creating a holiday atmosphere. Busikawa also noticed the bustle on the side and took the initiative to walk into the Tuileries Garden, preparing to walk from the inner road of the garden to the Museum of Art Deco and Printemps Department Store, where the dinner was to be held.

I didn't expect that such a large garden would have mostly muddy roads. Fortunately, Paris doesn't rain as much as London, otherwise the Tuileries Garden might have turned into a melancholy mud garden.

As the oldest French garden in the 1st arrondissement of Paris, the Tuileries Garden, like the royal palaces, has become a leisure place for ordinary people, and Asama likes this very much.

The benches don't have any public seats like those in New York and San Francisco, with any stupid design to prevent homelessness.

Asama had experienced this equal and leisurely scene in Ditan Park.

Those people sitting on the green benches and lying on the lawn enjoying the sunset, from their leisurely postures, casual dress, and the way they look up at the sky, it can be seen that these are Parisian natives who have no money to go on vacation. They seem to be reconfirming which part of the Parisian sky belongs to them.

The group passed by a large circular fountain pool. The fat ducks that swaggered past them made everyone feel a little novel.

Bochi led everyone to the central avenue in the garden. Another 600 meters along this road would lead to the destination, and 200 meters away from the destination was the famous Louvre.

It is worth mentioning that flowers do not only belong to spring in Paris.

In August, all kinds of flowers are blooming in Paris, and the view is full of flowers, including ageratum, dahlia, snapdragon, impatiens, lavender, rose, carnation, geranium, verbena, clematis, and there are more than a dozen kinds of flowers that can be named alone.

When they walked into the restaurant next to the Printemps department store and followed the waiter onto the terrace where the seating area was filled with people, they found themselves surrounded by flowers as well.

Next to the few people, in the flower boxes on the terrace under the night sky, several unknown flowers of the Asteraceae and Iridaceae families were being well cared for.

Butler Qiuye explained everything to the waiter in French, as if he was the manager of the restaurant.

Pochi was the first to open the menu with a picture of a frowning little boy, and then closed it immediately.

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According to the introduction and recommendation of Butler Akiba, everyone ordered more than ten dishes including black truffle thick cheese pizza, lobster pasta, asparagus risotto, truffle wide pasta, grilled sea bass with capers and tomatoes, veal stew, grilled beef bone marrow, grilled lamb chops, grilled lemon shrimp, purple artichoke Parmesan cheese salad, etc., as well as low-alcohol Italian Prosecco sparkling wine.

For the first meal in Paris, instead of French dishes like duck confit, chicken bladder, foie gras snails, Burgundy stew, Occitanie casserole, Brittany salty crepes, and Corsican sausage, Asama ordered pasta and pizza at an Italian restaurant. Asama looked at the Orsay Museum on the other side of the river and the Eiffel Tower in the distance, he felt that this was no different from eating Korean cold noodles, kimchi, and army hot pot when traveling to Tokyo.

Hououin looked at Asama who was sandwiched between Futami and Pochi and asked,

"What do you think of this place, Master?"

“It’s a bit extravagant, the dishes on the menu are far from worth the price, but the environment is great and the night view of Paris is beautiful.”

Asama had been to Paris on a business trip in his previous life, but he basically stayed in a cheap hotel to edit PPTs and had no chance to enjoy such scenery.

"There are many more luxurious restaurants in Paris. I chose this one mainly because it is close to the restaurant. Also, I can't bear to see other people eating snails. It makes me uncomfortable."

Asana nodded to show his understanding. A friend of his in his previous life who was a house slave also couldn't stand seeing others eat snails.

Busei looked at the sky which had not yet completely darkened and the flocks of starlings flying across the sky, and started chatting about the fact that [Paris will be a black city in the future, and France may be an Islamic country in 100 years].

“Do you think it is possible that the more unwilling a country is to accept black people, the stronger the far right will be?”

Jiandao nodded. "Japan is indeed quite right-wing."

Fenghuangyuan said, "I think the darkening of France is ostensibly guided by leftist policies, but in reality it is paying for the original sins committed in the past colonial era and in the present."

"Miss, is it inappropriate to discuss this topic on this occasion?"

Butler Qiu Ye reminded Fenghuang Yuan, but Fenghuang Yuan said indifferently,

"Don't worry, the discussion is not about racism. What do you think about this, Master O-sensei?"

"It's not about original sin, it's more about economic and social welfare. Any immigrant must want to go to a richer country with more opportunities. The proportion of black people in high-welfare Nordic countries such as Norway and Sweden is currently higher than that in Spain, which has a history of slave trade and colonization. Among the four European pigs, except Portugal, the proportion of black people in other countries is far lower than that in France and the United Kingdom."

"Master, the original sins I'm talking about include arrogance and laziness. French policy is the same as that of the United States, requiring a large number of immigrants to do low-level jobs, such as cleaning, construction, small commodity retail, express delivery, and factory assembly lines. These are things that French white people don't want to do, and they expect inferior people to do them. They hope to expand the labor force and exchange some ridiculous handouts for the support of the workers to maintain their enjoyment of production. This kind of exploitation based on arrogance and laziness is an original sin that will be punished."

Busui nodded in agreement.

"That's true. The behavior and moral standards of countries willing to accept a large number of immigrants do not seem to be that closely related to the country's political inclinations. Africa does not have a good education system, and immigrants are not very competitive in the workplace. Countries like those in East Asia where the bottom jobs are already saturated and the welfare system is not good enough are really not attractive to them."

".Is it possible that black people simply don't like countries with a culture of overtime work?"

Those countries that try hard to flaunt their diversity are not as fair as they claim. Minorities in diversity are all to be harvested. Those countries will not allow the emergence of immigrant groups that challenge and threaten the established dominant class. The leadership teams of the political parties in France are basically white. The left-wing parties quietly harvest immigrants and then act as ostriches when something goes wrong. The right-wing parties will cleverly attribute the economic stagnation, the widening gap between the rich and the poor, the rising crime rate and other reasons to low-quality immigrants.

Jiandao, who was trying hard to join in the inexplicable discussion between Fuzugawa, Houhouin and Asama, put down his phone and asked,

“Isn’t it that racial and religious issues are caused by a lack of cultural tolerance and a lack of recognition of national culture?”

Fenghuangyuan also nodded.
"Britain is also facing the fate of being ruled by Indians. If a country's cultural civilization cannot override its religious and ethnic identities, it will not have enough cohesion."

In fact, the best way to build cohesion is to create an enemy, and it is best to fight a war. Many countries with internal conflicts have chosen to use war to metabolize the factors that undermine national cohesion.

Busei sighed.

"Europe should strengthen patriotism education and cultural heritage, while vigorously supporting the development of southern countries and third world countries. Building a good country is much more important than immigrating to other countries or absorbing population from other countries."

Phoenix Court chuckled.
"Fushigawa-san, your idea is too naive. Many countries do not have the ability to build independently, and the financial group will not give them the opportunity, which also eliminates the meaning of their hard work in their own country."

"I'm not wrong. Some countries do this."

After saying this, Busei winked at Asama, meaning, [You must know which country it is].

Pochi, who couldn't get a word in, was suffocated by this group of young masters and young ladies who loved to discuss politics. She was more concerned about why everyone had been chatting for so long, but the restaurant hadn't served a single dish yet.

"Ah Shui, are we being racially discriminated against?"

Butler Qiu Ye smiled and said,

"Ms. Asama, you are worrying too much. Our dinner is prepared by the restaurant chef, so it will take longer than usual. In addition, in France, waiting and being late are both etiquette."

Indeed, for appointments and meetings, I am at least a quarter of an hour late. Even for a small event in the south of France, the organizer can be an hour late.

"But aren't we eating Italian food? Well, never mind. Hunger is the best seasoning."

After finishing the Italian champagne in the glass, Pochi was very satisfied with the philosophical words she had just said, and the butler Qiuye poured her another glass.

"Ah Shui, I didn't take the initiative to drink the second cup!"

A proposal suddenly took place three tables away. People at the surrounding tables stood up and applauded.

Fuzugawa also stood up and joined in the cheering. In order to make Fuzugawa seem less out of place, Asama also stood up.

Futami found the right time to talk about the works of Beauvoir and Colette, and together with Fuzugawa, he looked at Asama and talked about the possibility of establishing an open relationship.

"【Friendship between men is based on personal views and interests, while friendship between women is based on their shared destiny.】So, Risei-chan, our destinies must be the same."

"Are we going to shoulder the burden of that idiot who demands everything from a woman and suffers from the burden when she gives everything and her whole life?"

Asana pretended not to understand and drank the water silently.

Busei was definitely not talking about him. He never made any demands on them, not even once.

The restaurant's appetizers and main dishes were finally served on the table together.

Pochi was so hungry that he quickly finished two pizzas. Asama, who didn't order any main dishes, quickly had his plate filled with the pasta ordered by Futami and Majima.

Lian Fenghuangyuan gave him half of the risotto she ordered.

In your eyes, do I have such a big appetite?
Asama divided some of these and gave them to Pochi, who was like a reincarnated starving ghost.

The housekeeper Qiuye was whispering something in Fenghuangyuan Yaojia's ear again. Fenghuangyuan raised his head and said,
"I just received a reply. We can have a night tour of the Louvre at 10: pm. Do you want to go, Mr. Da?"

"Aren't you going to take a cruise on the Seine tonight? At this rate, we should have just finished dinner at 10:, right?"

"There is no conflict. The yacht can depart in the early morning without any problem."

"Are you going? The Louvre?"

Busui thought for a moment and replied,

"The Louvre should be closing soon, right? We should not extend the staff's working hours."

"I also think that it would be better to go to the Louvre early in the morning, even if the queue is longer."

"The Louvre shouldn't be open this early in the morning, right?"

"Then you can go to the Place de la Concorde or the Eiffel Tower."

After hearing what Fuzugawa and Futami said, Mashima and Pochi also nodded.

Fenghuangyuan felt a little disappointed. Although she was afraid of ghosts, she liked to challenge some scary things. Just thinking about touring the museum at night with Asama was exciting.

"Then tomorrow, let's check in in the order of the Eiffel Tower, Les Invalides, Musee Rodin, Musee d'Orsay, Petit Palais, Musee de l'Orangerie, Musee des Arts Décoratifs, Louvre, Musee des Arts et Métiers, Centre Pompidou, Musee Picasso, and Paris Opera."

"There are too many places to visit, so it's not appropriate to just rush through them. Let's just go to these five places."

Asana wrote down five destinations on his mobile phone and sent them to Fenghuangin, and began to learn to eat seriously like Pochi. However, under Asana's supervision, Pochi finally did not agree to drink the fifth cup.

Fuzukawa took a photo of the graffiti sign of Loulou restaurant, changed its color, and changed the logo of the sad-faced kid to the state of Munch covering his face and screaming. Inspired by the burst of inspiration, she ate and painted at the same time, unknowingly filling 6 menus and creating 4 paintings of the smiling kid.

After taking a look, Hououin felt a little more friendly towards Busui Kawai.

Asama thought the most delicious pizza was the one with black truffles. The raw truffle slices were very fragrant and made him miss the mushrooms in Yunnan.

When Jiandao learned that the dinner cost more than 2000 euros, he couldn't help but smack his lips.

"How about having the brunch provided by the hotel tomorrow at noon?"

"Mai-chan, didn't you say we have to get up early tomorrow? It doesn't match up with Brunch."

"Ok."

By the time they boarded a private yacht at a stone pier near the bridge, it was already completely dark in Paris.

The banks of the glorious Seine seemed to reflect the stars in the entire sky.

The six people from the Love Consultation Department squeezed onto two sofas.

Fuzugawa sat in the middle of the front row, holding Hououin with one hand and Jiandao with the other, chatting about French jokes.

The energetic idol seemed to be well-versed in jokes from all over the world, but rarely told them to Asama.

Although Hououin was very stiff at first, he gradually got used to the intimate physical touch of Busei.

As for Jiandao and Fenghuangyuan, there is almost no interaction so far. As expected, there are definitely differences in the speed at which people establish connections with each other, and those who are faster will be very popular and even gain power. To a certain extent, they can even decide the life and death of those who are slower.

Asama, who was sitting in the back row, was once again sandwiched between Futami and Pochi.

Feeling his self-control declining at this moment, he wanted to jump into the river to calm down.

Futami whispered softly into his ear,

"Shizue-kun, that was just a little joke. What I meant by the same fate is that we fell in love with the same person."

Asama was not angry or anything about the fact that Futami and Fuzugawa quoted Simone de Beauvoir's The Second Sex to provoke him.

Asama is a person who can take jokes, but doesn't like them at all, because there is truth and needle hidden in jokes.

The warm and soft touch suddenly became much more obvious. I should have gone back to the hotel earlier to rest, or gone to those unsafe areas in Paris to clean up the garbage.

Futami snuggled up to Asama, who was sitting upright with his arms folded. Pochi leaned back, rested his head on Asama's arm, and took a lot of photos of the Paris skyline.

Butler Qiuye drove the yacht through the arches of one bridge after another, approaching the Eiffel Tower.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Asana took out his cell phone from his pocket and saw that it was a call from the former director of the Love Consulting Department who he hadn't contacted for a long time. (End of this chapter)