Tokyo Wingman King

Berlin is misty in the early morning.

Some people say that this kind of haziness is like a short-lived and uncertain love like the morning dew.

Some people also say that every fog in Berlin comes from the tears in the eyes of young girls who have experienced tragedy in this city.

Asama doesn't believe in love and tears. He only feels the scent of Berlin fog, which has the cold and fresh feeling of a winter forest. Even at this moment, Berlin's summer has not officially left yet.

This is a very cold city.

The tires rumbled on the road, destroying the tranquility of the city.

Asama and a man riding an electric scooter were floating on Berlin's clean, spacious and somewhat desolate Juneteenth Street like two water birds skimming over the sea.

Masumi Ichijo was wearing a khaki soft-collared shirt with a black woolen suspender dress today, and thin black stockings and black calfskin shoes underneath the dress.

It is obviously a very conservative outfit, but it exudes a different sense of maturity, or in other words, seductive femininity.

The girl's face, as beautiful as a popular actress, had a happy expression full of certainty. This expression, to some extent, also reflected a full sense of stealing.

This made Asama feel a little guilty about [going out with other girls even though he already has a girlfriend].

Huh? When did my empathy become so high? He has never had a girlfriend in his life. Although I said that, there are too many girls dragged down by him. This guilt of dragging down so many girls seems to make me feel more uncomfortable.

My feelings for them are like a pot of turbid water. Thinking about this is like shaking the pot violently, and all the emotions become confused.

Asana could only comfort himself by saying, "Feeling guilty is a good thing, at least it proves that I am not hopeless."

The two set out from the university gate, chatting about Wagner's work "Das Rheingold" all the way. It is said that today their orchestra will cooperate with the college's drama troupe again to re-perform an adapted segment of this work. This is also the first time that Masumi Ichijo has participated in the college's opera performance.

Asama once watched this opera with his ex-girlfriend, which lasted more than three hours.

He vaguely remembered that the dwarf Alberich was called a toad by three seductive elves, and from then on he began to curse love and stole the gold guarded by the elves. As for the later plot, he missed it all because he fell asleep, so his ex-girlfriend also laughed at him as "a wild boar cannot eat fine bran."

This opera about dwarfs, elves, giants and gods inspired a British linguist named Tolkien to create fantasy epics such as "The Hobbit" and "The Lord of the Rings" based on the idea of ​​"dwarfs and a ring that can rule the world".

This kind of inspiration is not an isolated case.

Wagner is a great composer whose influence reaches every corner of music, literature, drama, art, and even thought and philosophy in the 19th century. Even opponents in the industry such as Verdi, Tchaikovsky, and Brahms often use Wagner's works as a mirror for their own works. In that era, philosophers such as Nietzsche and literary giants such as Proust were inevitably deeply influenced by Wagner's music.

Unfortunately, he was not politically correct, and his works and anti-Semitic views were later used by the Nazis. It is said that in the concentration camps, the music most listened to by Jews was Wagner, followed by the second movement of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony.

This dark history has led to many places and many orchestras being unwilling to perform his works in the second half of the 20th century and even now.

Of course, Asama didn't feel sorry. He didn't like Wagner, who was a playboy and lived a luxurious life. He was physiologically opposed to all geniuses who were not self-disciplined.

It was 4:33 in the morning, and it was still dark. There were few cars and pedestrians on the street.

This is probably the quietest city on this trip to Europe. It is the capital of a country, but there are no colorful billboards and it looks like the economy is in recession.

They rode past the tall, cold Victory Column and the vast, cold Tiergarten Park, toward the Brandenburg Gate and Unter den Linden.

The wind on June 17th Street was very cool, making people feel that the street was also widened by the cold wind.

Asama once heard a saying that the wider the roads in a city are, the harder it is to gather people on both sides of the streets. The solemn avenues are designed for cars and people who take them for a tour, not for citizens who walk around their city. The atmosphere of fireworks prefers narrow paths and the atmosphere of fireworks. Paris, Hong Kong, Tokyo, New York, Shanghai. The capillary-like roads of these metropolises are more humane than their ring roads.

Masumi Ichijo sneezed and looked at Asama, who was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, shorts, slippers and carrying a school bag.

Her girlish heart was a little hurt by the fact that the man she was dating was not dressed up at all.

Hearing Ichijo's sneeze, Asama began to slow down, and after exchanging a glance with Ichijo, he said,
"I-san, I have a light jacket in my bag."

Ichijo smiled, looked at Asama's slippers, and asked,
"I'm fine. Hero-kun, don't you feel cold?"

Asana moved the big toes of her feet that were exposed at the front of her slippers, and there was no feeling of stiffness at all.

"not cold."

"Hero-kun, don't be so stubborn. Let's ride slower. We're not in a hurry anyway."

"what ever."

The two men moved forward slowly, and stopped briefly when they passed the Brandenburg Gate, which had six Doric columns.

At less than 5 o'clock in the morning, the streets and historical buildings were illuminated by the gradually brightening sky and street lights, and the cold and desolate background of the city gradually melted away.

There are obviously more vehicles and people here. I heard that there is a flea market on weekends, usually selling second-hand items such as porcelain, silverware, furniture, clocks and handicrafts.

The girl took out her cell phone and asked Asana to take a photo - the girl smiled brightly, but Asana had a blank expression on her face.

The girl checked the photo and smiled bitterly.

"and many more."

Indirectly speaking,

“I’ll take one too.”

"Oh."

"You don't have to smile for this one. Just use the expression you had when we first met."

Masumi Ichijo was amused. She tried to make several angry expressions, but felt that none of them were appropriate. Finally, she lowered her eyes and gave a depressed silence.

This goes better with Asama's expressionless face.

With a click, I didn't expect that Asana behind me started laughing again.

"Eh? Why?"

"This is more fair, let's exchange photos."

Asana sent the photo he took to Yitiao. When the girl saw the photo, her heart began to beat wildly. He always gave her tenderness when she needed it most.

"Why don't you laugh along, Hero-kun?"

"Because it was unequal from the beginning, if we pursue equality, the current situation is still unequal. It's like I punched you and you punched me back."

"Hero-kun is really weird. He always likes to say things that people can't understand."

Ichijo didn't understand Asama's purpose in doing this, but, considering that he looked so cool and good-looking in the photos, and because he looked so handsome when he smiled, she didn't intend to ask him any further questions.

"Because people who are full of reason, in the final analysis, actually have no talent."

"This is not a sentence suitable for you to say."

"It is precisely because of the lack of talent that it is easier for me to become a disciple of the Fengling Yueying Sect."

"Um, Hero-kun, I've wanted to ask you this for a long time."

".say what?"

"Are you suffering from chuunibyou?

Before, he acted as a passerby, gave love counseling, said things that only he could understand, and destroyed his image in the movie. If the pressure on the Konoe family is too great, I suggest that Hero talk to a psychologist. Although you have read a lot of psychology books, sometimes it is better to trust a doctor. "

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Unter den Linden and Museum Island bring together the cultural essence of the entire Berlin. The numerous large museums have a completely different aura than the museum cluster in Amsterdam, and even have a hint of the grand and solemn flavor of a socialist country.

These buildings were naturally closed at 5 a.m. Asama and Ichijo did not stop for too long and crossed two bridges directly to the Max-Engels Square on the east bank of the Spree River.

This was the date place set by Masumi Ichijo, and as expected by Asana, Ichijo said it was Busei's idea.

Her original words are said to be -

[Robert really likes these two. If you date here, your revolutionary friendship will surely be elevated~]
Well. Ichijo has no psychological burden at all about betraying Fuzugawa.

"No, it's not a date. I just want to talk to you alone about psychology. Is what Fuzugawa said right? Hero-kun likes Marx and Engels very much?
Asama looked at Ichijo and felt as if the entire Berlin morning glow had run onto her face.

"It's impossible not to like it. Philosophers in this world have always liked to use their own methods to explain the world. They use the words of the people to change the world.

It’s not that explanation isn’t important, but if the world is a tragedy, it’s better to turn the tragedy into a comedy than to spend time explaining how to accept it.

Of these two, I prefer Engels.”

"Hero-kun, do you want to change the world too?"

"It's hard for me to even change myself. That kind of thing is too far away."

“So, distance creates beauty?”

Ichijo laughed. Asama didn't answer because he didn't know the answer either.

The two parked the shared scooters at the designated location, walked through the ginkgo forest that had not yet changed color, and walked into the park.

Across the street is the East German Museum, and on the other side of the river on Museum Island are the Berlin City Palace and Berlin Cathedral.

The early morning here is different from that in China. There are not many elderly people doing early morning exercises.

There was a middle-aged man wearing glasses who was standing in a daze in front of the statues of Marx and Engels.

"Let's sit over there."

The square is very empty, with only the statue and a few standing stainless steel plates.

The middle-aged man noticed Asama and Ichijo, and saw their faces clearly. Generally speaking, only Chinese people would come to Berlin to see Marx and Engels.

So he asked in German,

"Chinese?"

Ichijo looked at Asama, who answered in German,
“People who like the Internationale.”

Asama did not reveal his nationality.

The middle-aged man took a look at Asama, who was wearing a dark gray T-shirt and a pair of slippers, and asked,
"Proletarian?"

"I'm still a student. I haven't reached the age [to earn my living entirely by selling my own labor]."

The middle-aged man nodded, understanding the secret code.

"You came so early, are you here to see them?"

"No, come here for a date."

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An expression of embarrassment appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and Masumi Ichijo's face turned even redder than before.

After two dry coughs, the middle-aged man said goodbye tactfully.

"Compared to the Germans who only go for walks and go to bars when dating their girlfriends, you Chinese are more romantic."

Neither of them clarified the misunderstanding and watched the strange middle-aged man leave.

After a long silence, one of them asked,
"Why would Hero-kun lie?"

"I told the truth, but he was misled by experience, or prejudice."

When Asama said that [date] was true, Ichijo's small leather shoe started to tap the ground.

"Sometimes I feel that Hero-kun is quite mean."

"Is it the aftereffects of Chuunibyou?"

"Why is it a sequelae? Isn't it still not cured?"

Asama looked at Ichijo's smiling face and realized that she was also a girl who could joke.

I can only say that I have suppressed the nature of these girls too severely.

Love is something like class oppression -

The more the worker produces, the less he can consume;
The more value he creates, the less valuable and inferior he becomes;

The more perfect the worker's product, the more deformed the worker himself is.

Those who are loved are capitalists. They will turn those who love others into people who have no time, no love, lowly, deformed, and who have lost their self-subjectivity.

They dress up, they read, they are silent or talkative, they rarely talk about fashion and entertainment in front of him, these are all things they think he likes.

But what he liked most was seeing them free.

When Masumi Ichijo saw that Asama was silent, he thought that he had touched upon his sore spot, so he quickly explained that it was just a joke.

"I'm not that stingy, I-san."

Asama himself didn't think of himself as a stingy person, but many times when he stood up for girls, his heart was smaller than a needle eye.

Ichijo looked at him for a few seconds and smiled to resolve the misunderstanding.

"Why is Marx sitting and Engels standing, standing a little behind Marx?"

"Perhaps Marx is shorter than Engels. If they stand together, they would feel dwarfed. So it would be better for them to just sit down."

"Why doesn't Engels sit down?"

"Maybe it's because he's different from Marx. He's not Jewish. Germany has PTSD that prioritizes Jews."

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The two turned around again and followed the statue's line of sight, looking towards the Neptune Fountain and the towering Berlin TV Tower in the northeast.

It’s a pity that this TV station did not spread the ideas of these two people around the world.

"Hero-kun, I didn't join Riyo's [Healing Girls Alliance]."

The girl suddenly got to the point.

"Yeah. That kind of organization is similar to the Inquisition in the Middle Ages, which regarded doctors as witches. I am not sick and do not need to be cured."

"Risei wasn't referring to Chuunibyou."

".I have never been in a relationship, and I have never been hurt. Although I am grateful that you are thinking about me, it is unreasonable to send a healthy person to the hospital, isn't it?"

"Well, that's the second reason why I didn't participate."

Asama asked,

"What's the first reason?"

"I don't believe in [the Paradise project], it's an insult to you."

Ichijo looked at Asama very seriously.

".Thank you for your understanding."

"I'm sure Hero-kun is still looking forward to a suitable girlfriend, right?"

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Asana felt that his thanks were in vain.

"That's also an insult to me. I don't have such worldly desires."

Asana cast his distracted gaze into the distance.

"That is, a love that is not so worldly, special, and unique is also possible, right?"

"No, there is an insurmountable unilateral impossibility between you and me."

Asana said something harsh without hesitation.

Not one was hit.

"Even Mr. Hirota in Sanshiro dreams of the girl he met 20 years ago. I hope that Hero will dream of me one day, and I will wait for you at any time. No matter what kind of girl Hero likes, I will try my best to become her. Similarly, I will keep the most self-centered side of myself, so that you will be impressed enough to not forget that side of me."

"Hirotada's dream is pure and honest, it's not love. Also, I-san, I've dreamed of you. As a friend, I will never forget you, as an excellent girl who dares to pursue her dreams."

Asama hasn't said, "You're not the only one I've dreamed about that I'll never forget. So, I'm not a good dating partner, but I can be a somewhat useful friend."
Masumi Ichijo interrupted Asama.

".Can I tell you that I don't plan to pursue this dream anymore?"

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"Hero-kun, I'll be back in Tokyo next month at the latest."

"."(End of this chapter)