Tokyo Wingman King

A flock of birds flew in the night sky, passing over everyone's heads, from the Place de la Concorde towards the Invalides on the left bank.

Asana had just answered the phone when the view suddenly darkened and the cruise ship passed through a bridge hole.

A joyful and clear voice resounded through the Seine River: "Asama Asama~~~Look up~~~!"

All the girls in the Love Consultation Club, including Phoenix Court, were attracted by the voice and looked back.

The birds in the sky suddenly turned 180 degrees and flew back to the right bank. Asama saw clearly that these birds were not starlings, but a group of pigeons.

Asana recognized the owner of the excited voice, and it seemed that even the waves on the river were filled with her emotions.

"Look at me, Fujiwara Ai, making my grand appearance!"

I saw a girl in a skirt, transformed into a black shadow, and jumped off the bridge like those clumsy boatmen who jumped off the bridge in Yanagawa, Kyushu.

Her skirt flipped up like a broken parachute. It was too dark and Asana was too lazy to take a closer look. He quickly turned over and moved to the stern of the boat to pick up Fujiwara Ai, who had misjudged the landing point and fell directly into the river.

"Are you looking for death?"

Wearing the □□□ Star, Asama, whose strength was 10, held Fujiwara Ai's wrists and ankles tightly like a prey. In order to prevent Fujiwara Ai's skirt from sliding down, he specially adjusted the angle of his hands, holding the wrist hand high and the ankle hand horizontal, forming an [L] shape.

Fujiwara Ai swung her body like a pendulum, hitting Asama's side with her buttocks, and said with a grin,

"Perfect catch~~~ I knew Asama Asama wouldn't let me fall into the shitty Seine~~ So, could you please take your hand off my ass~"

Asama immediately changed his actions and hung Fujiwara Ai, who weighed nearly 100 pounds, at the stern of the cruise ship like a kitten.

"Shit stirrers should go into the manure pit. You should get out of there."

"Hey, hey, hey! I'm just joking."

Asama shook his head and used the technique of hair connection to throw Fujiwara Ai onto the sofa on the cruise ship.

"No, no, no————Eh————"

"I was only joking, so the joke isn't funny. Tell me, why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here? Don't underestimate my intelligence capabilities, okay?"

Fujiwara no Aishō had mastered the animal skill of [catch it dead, let it go alive] to perfection.

The boat had stopped and the housekeeper Qiu Ye ran over in a panic to apologize.

The middle-aged butler had never expected that the person shouting was an acquaintance of Asana - the famous eldest daughter of the Fujiwara family.

Fujiwara Ai leaned on the sofa and waved her hand nonchalantly.

Asama took the time to look at Busei Kawai and gave him a look that said, "Were you the one who led the devils here?"

The energetic girl replied with a smug smile in the night, "It's me."

I really admire her. She even invited Fujiwara Ai, who is both the monkey king and the pigeon king, to come.
"So? Is your great book on love ready for publication now?"

“Great works take time to develop. Being too impatient will lead to nothing.”

Fujiwara Ai turned over and jumped up from the sofa, and looked at the girl next to Asama in the bright lights on the shore.

"Well - a mere Asama Asama, who abused her power for personal gain and recruited all the clients as back-office staff. Well, I understand. In an environment full of beautiful girls, the work output will definitely be more than that white, wet, sticky, and smelly Libido! As a beautiful girl of a higher level, and a beautiful girl with a unique status as a department head, it is impossible for her not to return to put things right at this time~"

What the hell are you talking about?

"I'm sorry, but you've been removed from the Love Consultation Department, comrade former director."

"Eh!!! So the soft Asama Asama in every aspect also has an ambitious and hard version?"

From the very beginning, Fujiwara Ai had her hands on her hips and was making up obscene rumors without restraint.

"Have you been reading too many erotic novels recently? Also, use less ABB repetitions, they smell like emetics."

Fujiwara Ai covered her chest with both hands, and sniffed the exposed left shoulder as if to confirm her own smell, and then showed a disgusted expression.

"You actually smelled my scent carefully~ Dirty, perverted, beastly, asking for a beating, the public enemy of women, disgusting!!!"

How come this guy's condition is more serious than when he left Yinghe?

Even Futami and the others who knew who Asama was began to look at him with strange eyes.

Asana did not sit back in his original seat because Fujiwara Ai liked to be physical and he needed to keep a distance from her.

Futami and Mashima had imagined many times what kind of person Fujiwara no Choshu, who came from one of the three great families, was.

The image of the fugitive young lady in front of us seems to be a supermodel.

Fujiwara Ai walked towards them. The evening breeze of the Seine River and the light and shadow on the shore sculpted Fujiwara Ai's figure and color.

Her posture was like that of a ballerina, her hips tense, her back straight, and a huge sense of oppression radiating from her chest.

"I heard from Fufu-chan that you are all my wing generals~"

What on earth are you so proud of?
Fenghuangin sent the butler back to the driving area, asked him to continue driving the boat, and said hello to Fujiwara Ai.

"Long time no see, Ms. Fujiwara."

"Who are you???"

"I'm Hououin Haruka, you were in the same class in elementary school."

"Wow, the little sparrow from the Phoenix family has grown so big?! It's been a long time since we last met~ I can hardly recognize it~"

Hououin Haruka put away her fantasy of Fujiwara Ai being transformed by the Great Sensei and shook her head slightly.
"You are indeed not comparable to Miss Fujiwara. Your appearance is very different from when you were a child, but your inner stupidity has not changed at all. Therefore, even in such a dim environment, I can recognize you at a glance. [Confucius said: Only the wisest and the stupidest are unchangeable.] Judging from the Great Sensei and you, this statement is absolutely correct."

For a moment, there seemed to be sparks, crackling as the two looked at each other.

Fuzukawa stepped forward and held the hands of the two young ladies, smiling,

"Well~~~ Welcome back, Director~~~ Now, the only missing member of our Love Consultation Club is Masumi-chan~"

"For the sake of Fufu-chan and Asama Asama, I won't compete with the little sparrow. The rest of the members, will you introduce yourselves or Fufu... ouch———it hurts!"

Asama hit Fujiwara Ai on the head with an iron fist.

"They said you were expelled. What nonsense! Times have changed. If you want to join the department, you have to take an exam and start from the bottom."

Fujiwara Ai, covering her head, didn't seem to be angry about Asana's fist and words.

"As expected of Asama Asama, you're speaking more and more decisively and unreasonably. You're more charming than the silent and hardworking person you used to be!" Mashima and Futami looked at each other, and they nodded in understanding. The uneasiness that had just arisen in their hearts disappeared at once.

"I have sent you the test paper. Since you know the notes, I will not send you the information. Use the applet to complete the test paper. You need to answer at least 80% of the questions correctly to pass. Send me the answer sheet within 3 days. Is that ok?"

Although Fujiwara Ai is called a fool by many people, her academic ability is actually not weak. She ranked 9th in the school entrance examination. This is why Asama would rather call her a dog than a fool. If the person who is 50 points ahead of him in the exam is a fool, then what has he become?

Fujiwara Ai took out her cell phone from her small bag, lowered her head to check, and smiled.

"Such strictness will affect the expansion of the department!"

“A qualified organization must first satisfy the pursuit of technology and then the pursuit of scale.”

"That means Asama Asama's harem will also expand in the future? Eh - can you please not attack the same place?"

Fujiwara Ai, covering her head, seemed to enjoy the feeling of being hit on the head by Asama.

"It's the size of the department, but the love consulting department may not need to expand, after all, the market capacity is here."

"In other words, there will be more girls who will be played by Asama Asama? That's right, Asama Asama only has two atria and two ventricles. Normally, he can only fall in love with four people. So, which 4JO Shameless daddy is the one who has been eliminated from this ship now! Eh——"

Asama regretted saving this guy a little bit. But Fujiwara Ai jumped from a bridge more than 10 meters high. With her strange falling posture, if she was lucky, she would be admitted to the hospital, but if she was unlucky, she would be buried.

"Now, as the head of the Love Consultation Department, I am telling you that you can either stay on the boat as a temporary member and wait for the tour to end, or get off the boat. Which one do you choose?"

"Wait a minute! Can you please stop hitting the spot you just hit after I finish talking?"

"Then shut up."

"How could you treat the mistress like this? You are so cruel. JO, you idiot daddy!!! Why do you carry such a thick book with you? If you hit me on the head with this, the bump that appears will only be a grave mound!!!"

Asama didn't want to use violence, but if he let Fujiwara Ai talk nonsense, things would only get more complicated. On the other hand, Asama keenly noticed that there was something wrong with the former Minister Fujiwara's face when he was being taught a lesson. At night, he also felt a little strange because his self-control was reduced.

Seeing the girls sitting down again, Asana did not plan to squeeze in with them, but quickly walked to the butler Akiha, and chatted briefly about ship driving techniques while enjoying the slightly fragrant river breeze from the Seine. Asana was afraid of disturbing Akiha from driving the boat, so he walked aside, put on headphones, listened to Rachmaninoff's Second Piano Concerto, and thought about the purpose of the Undying River.

Fujiwara Ai, Fuzugawa, and Pochi sat on the sofa in the second row.

Bochi just felt cold all over, and she felt an unprecedented crisis at this moment.

It's not just because Fujiwara Ai carries labels similar to her own, such as [idiot], [outspoken], [gets beaten], and [ambitious], which pose an obvious threat to her - this situation is like a new character in a game, who will bench the old characters because of the same ecological niche.

More importantly, when Fuzugawa introduced her as Asama's cousin, Asama Pochi, Fujiwara Ai said, "Shouldn't it be Izumo Kateya? No, Yamagata Kateya? Huh? Are you surprised? Don't you know that your father has changed his last name now?"

As soon as these words came out, even Futami, Jiandao, and Houhouin, who were in front of them and were each thinking about the question [Which two girls will be eliminated?], turned around and fixed their eyes on Pochi.

"You got the wrong person, didn't you? I've never heard of the name you mentioned, Fujiwara-chan. Besides, my father is no longer around."

Pochi bowed his head, causing everyone to look at Fujiwara with suspicion. Fuzuikawa then quietly told Fujiwara Ai that Pochi's parents had passed away at the end of last month.

"Cousin, according to the intelligence, Asama Asama should be the only son in three generations, and he doesn't have any relatives, right?"

"Little Fujiwara, don't underestimate our Asama family. Our family has been in seclusion for a long time. Your source of information is not reliable at all, right? The ability to hide one's strength like A Shui is also the basic skill of our family!"

Seeing that Pochi seemed to have gotten over his sadness, Fuzugawa sighed that the people of the Asama family were strong. He then showed a curious look and pulled Pochi's sleeve to ask.

"Eh? So, sister Pochi, do you have hidden abilities as well?"

"Hehe, if you admit it so easily, wouldn't my previous 18 years of hard work be in vain?"

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Jiandao felt that Miss Pochi was more like Fujiwara Ai's cousin in every aspect.

"That's right. Asama Asama has indeed kept it a secret from me for a long time and has given me a big surprise. The old man's information is not reliable at all. Since Asama Asama is mine, then I will give you a chance to get close to me."

Fenghuangyuan turned back and closed his eyes uncomfortably, unwilling to look at the creature called Fujiwara Ai. In terms of being annoying, Fujiwara Ai and Konoe Chiyo were equally annoying.

"Little Fujiwara, you don't have to give me any chances, just give me 1 million. I will be your intelligence agent, and I can give you the top-secret files of how many times Ah Shui has peed in bed in advance."

Hearing this, Fenghuangyuan's eyes lit up and she turned back again. She suddenly felt that Asama Pochi's genetic deterioration was not that serious, and even seemed a little cute.

"Hahahaha! You are worthy of being Asama Asama's cousin. I finally figured out that the reason why he is so despicable now is because of his DNA. No problem, when I earn royalties, let alone 1 million, even 10 billion will be no problem."

Soon, under the leadership of Pochi and Fuzugawa, Fujiwara Ai finally integrated into the current love consultation club by chatting about Asama Shizumi.

Pochi breathed a sigh of relief. She was extremely grateful to Asama. If he hadn't trained her to lie, this would have been hell.
The view of the Eiffel Tower is nice.

Climbing up to the third platform at 281 meters, the night wind was very strong and the air was much fresher than that on the Seine River. Below them, the entire city was in sight.

Looking at the lights flowing on several avenues, every direction seemed to be covered with glowing moss, and there was a smell of fireworks that healed people's hearts. The Palais de Chaillot, Arc de Triomphe, Sacre-Coeur, Petit Palais, Les Invalides, Ferris Wheel, all lit up by lights, every landmark was coated with a layer of gold by the strong light.

With the tower as the center, important cities in the world are marked in each direction. Each city is marked with its skyline and buildings, as well as the color of its national flag. Asama looked east. 8216 kilometers away is BJ, and 9200 kilometers away is Shanghai. What is more sad and helpless is that the flags marked above Taipei are not unified.

The only way to improve his mood is to rely on the story of the [real writer] Maupassant, who strongly opposed and claimed that he would move away from Paris if the tower was built. After it was built, he was not only reluctant to leave, but also went to the restaurant in the tower to drink coffee all day to improve his mood.

Tokyo Tower certainly can't offer such a magnificent view of the mountains, but Skytree can, but it's not as symmetrical as the Eiffel Tower. The best views of Skytree are all in its southwest.

After coming down from the tower, we returned to the hotel.

Fujiwara Ai wanted to share a room with Asama. According to her, the money in her card was her creative fund and she couldn't touch it at will. In the past few months, she had been traveling on a budget and staying in youth hostels.

Fenghuangyuan put aside the past grudges and booked a room for Fujiwara Ai in a youth hostel in District 2, about 19 kilometers away from the Ritz Hotel, because the rooms at the Ritz Hotel were already fully booked.

Unexpectedly, Fujiwara Ai turned around and made an international long-distance video call to her father, saying 10 times, "Asama Asama and I are together, send me money quickly!"

Asama was also forced to appear in the camera twice.

20 minutes later, when she got off the bus at Place Vendôme, Fujiwara Ai got a presidential suite at the Park Hyatt Hotel, which was about 120 meters away from the Ritz Hotel. She spent another 30 minutes exchanging this suite with a Korean couple who had just arrived and were staying in an ordinary room at the Ritz.

This Fujiwara girl even took kickbacks, and the proud gesture of stuffing euros into her bag did not show any demeanor of a top lady.

The Fujiwara family is truly beyond help.

After dealing with the front desk at the Ritz Hotel, Fujiwara Ai smiled and led the Korean couple to the nearby Park Hyatt Hotel. The two bodyguards of the Phoenix family followed them dutifully.

Asama looked at Fuzugawa who was standing beside him and typing on his phone. He sighed.

"Fufu-san, tell me the truth, who else did you invite?"

Fuzugawa didn't seem to feel embarrassed at all. She blinked and smiled at her favorite minister.

"They are all people that Minister RUORUO knows~"

What the hell is RUORUO! (End of this chapter)