Tokyo Wingman King

Ayanokouji Rui turned her head to look at the uncle who suddenly spoke to her father.

This middle-aged man had a head full of silver hair similar to Asama, but he looked to be no more than 40 years old and had a good complexion.

Behind the exquisite old-fashioned gold-rimmed round lenses were eyes without any cloudiness. The eyes seemed to carry an innocent and natural smile, yet also a kind of condescending scrutiny.

The uncle's white retro suit is crisp and exquisite, but his silvery stubble makes him look sloppy.

No matter what, Ayanokouji Rui couldn't deny that this middle-aged uncle had an impressive charm, at least 1/10 of Asama's. If you say this man is Asama's father, Ayanokouji Rui will try to believe it.

Ayanokouji's father didn't think too much, he recognized the man sitting next to him at a glance.

In fact, in Japan, even if you are not from Tokyo, anyone with a little knowledge will know who this man is, but his actual age is 10 years older than he looks.

The current head of the Ichijo family of the Five Regents [Ginhui’s Ichigo]——

A long way.

As the head of the Ichijo family, this Ichijo neither sits in the first-class box nor in the front row with the younger generations of the Gosei family. Instead, he sits in the ordinary seat like them. Xi Lingxiaoji's father feels it is a bit strange, as keeping a low profile is not the style of [Ginhui's Ichijo].

It is said that his nickname "Silver-haired Old Man" and his iconic silver hair were already well-known throughout the country when he was young.

However, when he was a teenager, Ichigo was still an ordinary black-haired young man from the Gosei family. Compared with Konoe Takuma, who restored the relationship between Konoe and the Fujiwara family when he was young and was known as the flawless gentleman who "made no mistakes in life", he was still inferior.

Whether it is Konoe Takuma, Kujo Mishinari, Ichijo Mason, Nijo Kenjiro, or Takashi Fumi, the relationship between them is far from good. Some people believe that as the current heads of the five regent families of the post-war golden generation, their struggle may be due to jealousy and entanglement between geniuses.

The struggle in the superstructure, on the contrary, opened the narrow door, providing a ladder for the rootless petty nobles and the merchants without backing to rise.

Recently, there have been rumors that the Ichijo family and the Konoe family are getting closer, or improving their estranged relationship. The protagonists of the rumor are the boy that their daughter Rui likes, Asama Shizumi, and the reclusive eldest daughter of the Ichijo family, Ichijo Masumi.

The appearance of the head of the family confirmed the rumors. On the surface, he was here to watch his daughter's performance, but in fact, he was also here to examine the future son-in-law?
Judging from the tone of the head of the family, it seems that he really wants the heir of the Konoe family, Asama Shizumi, to marry into the family? Is he not taking the Konoe family's reputation seriously?
Just as Ayanokouji's father was about to imagine something, Ichijo Mayuan spoke again.

"Let's not talk about Asama-kun for now. I agree with what you just said to your daughter. It's very well said."

Hearing the head of the Ichijo family take the initiative to start the conversation, Ayanokouji's father quickly adjusted his state and started chatting with the head of the Ichijo family.

After chatting about the experience of raising a daughter, the head of the Ichijo family expressed his feelings to Ayanokouji's father.

"There is no right or wrong in choosing for her or letting her choose for herself. Even if you make the wrong choice, it doesn't necessarily mean it will always be wrong. Masumi's second choice was obviously 100 times better than the first.

Before we convince her of any decision, we, as fathers, must first convince ourselves.”

Ayanokouji's father nodded in agreement. His flattering attitude towards the head of the Ichijo family also made Ayanokouji Rui beside him feel distant. There are indeed differences between people that cannot be ignored.

Asama was also as easygoing as the head of the Ichijo family, but this kind of easygoingness could not really bring them closer. This kind of easygoingness was just the attitude of an aristocrat.

"It seems that you really think highly of Asama-kun. Although he has many excellent qualities, I am curious, which aspect of Asama-kun satisfies you the most?"

Ichijo Mayuan pointed at his head.

"mind?"

The head of the family shook his head and corrected,
"Determination to change. Do you know what color Asama-kun's hair was when he first met me?"

Ayanokouji's father vaguely knew the answer, so he pretended to be clueless and asked,

"what colour?"

The head of the Ichijo family smiled complacently.

“Black! But not long after, he dyed his hair white. During the cultural festival, he was asked to choose a role to play, and he chose a character with white hair. After the cultural festival, he never dyed his hair back again. Until now, he has carefully taken care of his hair to the point where there is no trace of black at the roots.

Seeing him, I seemed to see myself at the age of 24. He should understand that people always use some rituals to strengthen the certainty of certain major decisions. This is a ritual to say goodbye to the dormant and naive self. The so-called white hair at that time was actually dyed by myself. "

Ayanokouji's father suddenly didn't know whether he should continue listening, but it seemed that the head of the Ichijo family couldn't stop talking.

"At first, I was wondering how Fuji could have raised such a little monster who was precocious, but not very smart, had a good overall view, and was good at details. Haha, after Konoe Takuma expressed his opinion, I realized that Asama was his child."

"Then why hasn't Asama-kun, who has returned to the Konoe family, changed his last name yet?"

Ayanokouji's father knew that Japan's royal family had a custom of sending their young sons to be fostered in commoner's homes since ancient times. However, the head of the Konoe family currently only had one daughter, so Asama Shizumizu was obviously the eldest son!

".Some things are quite sensitive. Perhaps it is not appropriate to publicly acknowledge my ancestry now. I have strayed from the topic. Konoe Takuma probably would not have thought that his illegitimate son would rather imitate me than him."

"Yiweng, don't young people nowadays often say things like, 'Being powerful is only temporary, but being handsome is lifelong.'" Someone like you who is both handsome and powerful is naturally more likely to be liked by young people.

"Hahahahaha, not bad, not bad."

"."

Ayanokouji Rui felt unfamiliar with her father who spoke so nicely.

Ichijo Mayuan looked at Asama, who was sitting down below and writing something with a pen and expelling the girls who came to disturb him one by one, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Do you know why I wasn't worried at all when Asama-kun and the Fujiwara family's daughter visited the Louvre this morning?"

"Because there are other girls from the Fuzugawa family and the Houhouin family, how can there be no water for three monks?"

The head of the Ichijo family smiled indifferently.

"Because he has met his Mona Lisa."

".You mean, your daughter, Ms. Masumi?"

"good."

The first parent that Asama took the initiative to meet was him, and the first girl that Asama took the initiative to look for was his daughter. However, the daughter of the Fujiwara family had been abroad for several months and Asama did not come to visit her. Ichijo Mayuan was extremely sure that his daughter was already far ahead.

Ginhui's Ichigo smiled and patted Ayanokouji's father on the shoulder.

"You, are very good. Oh, Masumi is on stage."

"Oh my, Miss Masumi is so beautiful today. She's like a piece of art that should be placed in the middle of the hall of an opera house!"

Listening to Ayanokouji's flattering words, Ichijo Mayuan expressed his satisfaction with Asama who put away his pen and sat upright immediately.

"Haha, not bad. Let's stop talking and watch the show." "Okay."

Ayanokouji Rui felt that in her competition with those heroes and noble ladies, she first lost at the starting line with "Dad".

Masumi Ichijo, who was a little reserved when she went on stage during the teacher's introduction, never dreamed that Asama would be sitting right in front of her and waving at her.

There was a gleam of disbelief in the girl's eyes. She should have been looking around the theater, but instead she fixed her gaze on the boy's face in front of her.

The boy dyed his hair white and became more handsome, with a smile on his face that was more intoxicating than Chopin's music.

Masumi Ichijo felt as if his heart had been shot, and even his feet began to feel dizzy.

It was not until she sat on the black piano stool in front of the piano and greeted the audience again that she noticed that the girls who came with her were not only Futami, Fuzugawa, Majima, and Pochi, but there were two more girls behind Asana.

The eldest daughter of the Fujiwara family was just standing up and leaning on the back of Asama's chair, asking him something intimately, but was pulled back to her seat by the new member, the eldest daughter of the Hououin family.

It's only been a month, and Hero-kun has been flirting with more girls again.
Masumi Ichijo knew very well that the fact that they could sit behind Asama proved that Asama had initially accepted them. The piano girl calmed down, and she felt that she didn't have much time left - she had to accomplish a few goals in the next few months and return to Yinghe as soon as possible.

When she returns after two years of hard training, the Love Counseling Department might even form a symphony orchestra of young ladies.

With mixed feelings, Masumi Ichijo presented a performance that exceeded his level.

In just 3 minutes, Chopin's surprise, astonishment, grief and pain when he heard the fall of Warsaw and the theft of the revolutionary base in Chopin's Revolutionary Etude in C major, as well as his determination to persist in the struggle before the war was over and his momentum to sweep away everything after his heroic return, were poured out on the piano keys and surged in front of everyone's eardrums, like thousands of white horses charging on the Mazovia Plain.

The piano girl, who tied her long chestnut hair into a French low bun, quickly conquered everyone with her enthusiastic, intense and smooth performance. In the eyes of everyone, she was like a Polish saint girl who cared about the revolution and was passionate about it like Chopin.

Even her mentor, Ms. Ebi, violinist Miyamoto Erika, showed an expression of amazement on her face.

In the symphony orchestra, the girls of the same age as Masumi Ichijo also instantly put away their pride - it turned out that in the previous practice, the girl named Maria Ichijo had only used less than 5% of her skills.

About half a minute after Chopin's "Revolutionary Etude" ended, applause suddenly broke out and resounded throughout the performance hall.

"The applause is much louder than the previous songs. Is Masumi's song very popular?"

Pochi leaned over and whispered in Asama's ear - if she spoke a little more quietly, she could take the opportunity to get close to Asama - Pochi was amazed at her own wit.

"This song has not yet gained the reputation of being a song that people will actively applaud upon hearing the name. People applaud because of I-san's piano skills. When you don't understand something, try to talk less and listen and watch more."

"You clearly told me before that I should ask more questions if I didn't understand! You stinky Ah Shui! You are such a hypocrite!"

Just as Pochi was about to play with Asama, Asama grabbed his head with one hand, pressed him into his seat, and gave him a hard hit on the head.

On the other side of Asama, Futami, who could tell the level of the etude that Masumi Ichijo just sang, sighed sincerely.

"Masumi-chan is getting better and better."

It's a pity that she is mediocre and can't perform for Shizumizu on a world-class stage like Masumi-chan. However, if this talent comes at the cost of practicing hard away from Shizumizu, Futami thinks that it's no big deal for a woman to have no talent. If Shizumizu wants to listen, she will practice hard beside him and play for him alone.

Thinking of this, Futami quietly reached out his hand to the side and tried to hold Asana's hand, but was soon hit on the head.

In the following time, Masumi Ichijo played Chopin's "Fantasy Impromptu" and Etude No. 2 in A minor.

There is no doubt that Ichijo Masumi's ten fingers seemed to have been kissed by angels, and each song was performed at a very high level.

Those harsh music critics who thought that this oriental girl came to Paris just to gild her career also began to imagine the scene of this beautiful pianist becoming famous throughout Europe.

After the three pieces ended and the orchestra members had their rest, Ms. Ebi took over as conductor and Chopin's Piano Concerto No. 1 in E minor began.

If the solo performance proves Masumi Ichijo's piano skills that she has practiced for more than ten years, then this first piano concerto, which has been performed countless times by Masumi Ichijo's teacher, Ms. Ebi, proves to everyone that Masumi Ichijo is a door-opener qualified to enter the eternal art palace.

The romantic, peaceful and melancholy melody is like an old letter written in private code more than 190 years ago. It was only deciphered by the girl in front of us today, and she read the contents of the letter to everyone affectionately - the spirituality of music.

Asama folded his hands across his chest, lowered his chin slightly, closed his eyes and listened to the interpretation which was completely different from that of other masters such as Kissin and Zimmermann.

Whispers from all directions also reached his ears.

When he focused his attention completely on the stage, the whispers disappeared, but the sound of leather shoes in the orchestra on stage, the sound of turning pages of music, the sound of deep breathing, the mistakes of other orchestra members in details, and even the noise of a fingertip touching the keys all became clear.

It turns out that [Feng Cong Er] is a passive skill that cannot be turned off. You can only use your attention to adjust the corresponding receiving range.

Asana focused his attention on Ichijo's hands.

What kind of pure, innocent and innocent soul is connected to these skillful hands that open famous works and resonate with them?

Asama knew the answer to this question.

He opened his eyes and smiled. She had begun to build her own world through her talent - a world that countless people were willing to visit and make a pilgrimage to.

His smile quickly faded again.

How many people in this world have such favorable conditions as Ichijo Masumi? Just like a respected dean father who can easily mobilize professors and graduate students to allow his junior high school son who is interested in insects to publish a pure English paper in an authoritative magazine.

The role I played in it was just a little bit of emotional value.

Therefore, the love contained in Masumi Ichijo's piano playing and the sidelong gaze that was directed at him made him feel heavy.

Asana lowered his eyes and closed them again.

Masumi Ichijo's performance made Futami and Pochi, who had finally sat next to him and had been trying to make some small movements, put away their little thoughts and imitated Asama, closing their eyes and concentrating carefully on the music that was pouring into their ears.

The concert ended with thunderous applause.

Masumi Ichijo and another violin girl were led to the front by Ms. Ebi and Ms. Miyamoto to thank the audience.

Asama could foresee that after this tour, Masumi Ichijo would become the center of attention in Ms. Ebi and the band's performance posters at the end of the year.

After thanking everyone, including the Yinghe Love Consulting Club who came from afar, the piano girl looked at Asana with her fiery eyes burning with confidence.

"Finally, I want to thank the most important person in my life"

Ma Yuan, who had joined the thank-you list in advance, suddenly felt that he was about to lose something.

Standing up and applauding in advance, Asama felt something was not right when listening to the thank you speech, and felt that he was surrounded by gazes. (End of this chapter)