Tokyo Wingman King

After breakfast, the date was almost over.

Asama and Ichijo were preparing to rent another scooter to return to the hotel.

The sunlight shone on their shoulders, overlapping their shadows. This was the result of trying hard to adjust the pace and angle.

Asama neither praised her for her fashion, beauty and good temperament, nor did he do anything ambiguous like holding hands, holding bags and feeding her, nor did he respond directly to her confession.

However, the girl next to him always looked like she was deeply in love.

With her hands behind her back and her head slightly raised, her eyes wandered between him and the scenery. Asama believed that any stranger who saw Masumi Ichijo at this moment would think she was his girlfriend.

"Hero-kun, look~"

A man pulled Asana's sleeves and pointed to one side. On the river bank, a couple who also woke up early were kissing passionately.

Then the man started to take off his clothes, looking very anxious, and the woman also started to lift up her skirt.

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This couple has a personality that matches this city, and they do what they want regardless of life or death.
Asama quickly turned Ichijo's head over and said,
"Nothing to see."

Ichijo's face turned even redder, and Asana realized that the way he held her head with both hands was very much like the prelude to a passionate kiss between lovers.

Asana let go and looked towards the other side of the city. On the riverside trail, a white dog was chasing a dog-like cloud with a "woof woof woof" sound, while its owner was calling out breathlessly from behind.

"Hero-kun, that puppy is so cute~ When I was very young, my family had several dogs. Has Hero-kun ever had a dog?"

"No, I'm not interested in raising a dog."

"But dogs are really cute, especially when their tails wag. Hero-kun, if you've ever had one, you'll know."

Ichijo's smile is so adorable that it can make those who confess their love to her have a cardiac arrest.

Like Futami and Jiandao, she always behaves differently in front of him and in front of others.

Even though he seldom dreamed of one, he could still feel the beating of the reeds in the warm breeze.

The touching piano music I heard in the love consultation department a few months ago, as well as the happy mood at that time, all awakened my heart.

But Asana was extremely skilled in suppressing the heartstrings that were plucked by the piano girl.

As for raising dogs
Imagine Pochi wagging his tail.
Asana shook his head repeatedly and decided to give up, thinking it was too troublesome.

Asama didn't know that he had been labeled as a "potential cat slave" by someone.

The two walked to the electric scooter rental point and found that there was only one scooter there. There were shared electric motorcycles near the rental point that could accommodate two people, but neither he nor she had a driver's license.

"Let's call a car."

Asama asked.

“Isn’t there a bicycle next to it?”

"About 8 kilometers, is that okay?"

"I'm not as weak as Hero thinks. Didn't I ride well in Amsterdam?"

The shared bicycles here are not as good as the high-end power-assisted bicycles from Yitiao. The driving motors behind their wheels are sold for 400 euros on the official website, which is almost the price of a bicycle.

The two people scanned the code to pay and unlocked the two bicycles.

"When will I-san return to Tokyo?"

"Although I really want to go back with you, it's better for me to go in person to handle the formalities and say goodbye."

"pretty good."

"Isn't Hero going to China in a few days? Can I go with you?"

"No."

One of them showed a slightly naughty expression and said,
"I always feel that there is something fishy about a trip where girls can't join~"

“Because there is misogyny and feminophobia in the team.”

Asana spoke nonsense.

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There was a bicycle-level path, about half the length of the Fuzu River between her and Asama, but that didn't stop her from chatting.

Whether talking about music, studies, the customs of Berlin or the weather in Europe, Yitiao can always bring the topic to him.

"I-san, pay more attention to the road ahead."

"Don't worry, we just need to ride slower."

Perhaps the purpose of the eldest daughter of the Ichijo family chatting while riding a bicycle was to prolong the time of this date.

He was riding very slowly, as if he had just learned how to ride a bicycle, with both hands trying to control the front of the bike as it drew a crooked trajectory.

"Classical or rock, which one do you prefer, Hero?"

"classical."

"Then next semester, shall we form a classical orchestra together?"

“We can’t get that many people together.”

"As for Hero, it's actually very easy to gather so many people. Of course, if it's just the two of us, four-hand piano is also good. The four-hand piano club should also show us some results."

Did you forget that Futami is also your member?
"Sports festivals and cultural festivals have already attracted enough attention. Rather than being a spectacle, I think being a spectator is more suitable for me."

"But in the whole of Eiwa, there is no more conspicuous sight than you. After the cultural festival, Hero-kun has become a landmark taller than Tokyo Tower."

Ichijo freed one hand and hung it above her head to indicate the height. Soon the bicycle lost balance and Asana grabbed Ichijo to hold on.

"I'm taller than six Tiga combined. How amazing!"

"Hero-kun is an amazing Hero."

"Hero and ero?"

"If that's true, it wouldn't be bad."

Ichijo didn't mean that he wanted anything to happen between him and Asama, but that if he really was that kind of person, perhaps he wouldn't like him more the closer he got to him and the more he understood him.

"I-san, I hate people who are full of desire. Desire always ends in boredom. I won't be that kind of person."

"It's okay, Hero-kun. I've always enjoyed your present and future, so it's okay to have less desire, and it's okay to get tired of you one day. I don't need you to promise me intimacy and forever."

After passing a bridge again, Asana stopped the car on the side of the road and said to Ichijo,
"The object of love that makes people unable to extricate themselves is mostly not a certain person, but [love] itself. I Sang, the joy of self-love is your best lover."

[Loving yourself is the beginning of a lifelong romance], he has said this to Yi Tiao many times.

"Hero, now I understand myself better than anyone else, and I know who my best lover is.

It is a pitiful thing to deny your own love, but it is a very excessive thing to deny the love of others. "

Am I a pathetic and excessive person?
Asama shrugged and said,
"No, I'm not denying it, I'm just rejecting it in a roundabout way. I can't use [acceptance] to replace [love] when I can't do it."

"Is it the same as rejecting Tsukiumi, Risa, Mai and the others?"

"Yes. Because falling in love is a curse to me, summoning all the stupid and harmful blood and thoughts in my body."

Ichijo is somewhat certain that what Fuzugawa said about the need for healing is not nonsense. The seemingly perfect Asama is indeed suffering from Chuunibyou.

"Hero-kun, it's okay to hurt me. My intuition tells me that your blood is actually the medicine that can heal me."

Ichijo tried to have a heart-to-heart talk with Asana using the same chuunibyou language, but received looks that questioned his mental state.

She pretended that it was the first time they met and glared at him fiercely.

"Even if you do the crab walk a few more times, I won't let you go easily."

After saying this, the girl couldn't help laughing. She felt that the misunderstanding at that time was very sweet when she thought about it now - this was a common memory that only he and she had.

"Just like that time, I-san, you still have a lot of misunderstandings about me."

"No, I just became more understanding and loyal to my own ideas."

A car passed by the two men, an old car that made a lot of noise. The two men's eyes were attracted by this vehicle that broke the silence.

"I-san, people use cars to travel, transport things or attend important events, and cars also use people to refuel, maintain and sometimes repair and upgrade them. But people can sell cars, but cars cannot sell people. Most relationships are like this, interdependent, but not necessarily equal."

Ichijo Masumi put the shared bike aside, walked to the front of Asama's bike, and said to him with a smile,

"Hero, I don't need such a fair relationship - because, even if you add up any 100 days of my life, its meaning is shorter than this morning when you and I are together. During these days in Europe, I often read your name a hundred times, write it a hundred times, let these sounds, these handwritings, these names surround me and soak me, but as long as you say a word beside me, it is much sweeter and warmer than these.

Hero-kun means 100 times more to me than I mean to myself."

Although Asama likes the noble consciousness of public servants [who think of themselves as very light and small], he does not want them to place this consciousness on him.

"I-san, how did you manage to quantify it so accurately?"

Asana once again began to avoid the main issue.

"Didn't you mention the theory of [symbol awakening] in the Love Manual? I want you to see the number 100 and think of me who likes you 100%.

Of course, Adler said, "Don't try to change others, change yourself."

I won't ask you for answers, you just need to look at me and listen to me occasionally. It's okay in the name of friendship. I won't be a burden to you. "

Asana's attempt to avoid the main issue failed.

The more humble her words were, the brighter her smile was.

Asama couldn't laugh with her.

He felt that this smile was as heavy as a 10-foot-long snake spear.

They came in all shapes and sizes, containing heavy love and desire, and he could feel intense pain as they passed through his body.

"[Don't want to be a burden to me] Have you all agreed on what to say?"

"No. But now that Hero-kun said that, I agree with and like Riyo, Tsukiumi, Mai and the others even more. We are fellow travelers who have made the same decision."

“But these kinds of words are a burden.”

"This proves that we are not wrong. Hero-kun, you feel heavy, guilty, and remorseful because you are thinking about us. But you don't have to be like this."

"This is the paradox. Someone who really cares about you wouldn't be like me."

“We asked for this.”

Asama took a deep breath.

He brought all the heartbreaks and disappointments in his previous life upon himself.

"If anyone lets my daughter say something like that, I will cut that brat into pieces."

"Hero-kun doesn't even consider dating and marriage, so how come you have a daughter?"

“A person can have countless identities, but there is only one self. Don’t lose yourself.”

"People who only think about themselves will definitely be disliked by Hero-kun, right? I won't be fooled that easily."

"I-san, you are not considering yourself or me now."

"Because I prefer the word 'we'. Talking about 'you' and 'me' separately loses its meaning. But as long as I mix them together, I feel happy and romantic."

Asama felt that when Masumi Ichijo came to study in Europe, it was as if he was taking a debate class, or a love letter writing class, instead of a music class.

"Even if I am the one who treats your love in a perfunctory manner and ignores it?"

"I can't answer you on their behalf. But for me, even if you are like this, it's better than me burying the love I have for you or giving it to others."

Asama nodded.

"ok, I get it."

He was like a veteran in the public service system, suppressing his love under other documents like a petition.

Knowing it doesn’t mean we can deal with it.

Not a single one urged him.

Just like she said, she didn't come to him for answers, she just wanted to express to him what she wanted to say.

Ever since Busei used this method, Futami, Majima, Hououin, and Ichijo have all started a protracted battle with him that does not require an answer.

In fact, they had no intention of letting him go.

Are you the mastermind behind this, F-san?
I passed by Tiergarten Park, the green lung of Berlin, again. It was much more popular than when I passed by at 4:.

“It’s really refreshing to say everything you want to say.”

A stream in the wind showed a very comfortable expression.

"as long as you are happy."

"Is Hero-kun unhappy?"

"as long as you are happy."

"Here we go again~ Hero-kun, do you think it's okay to treat your friends like this?"

"As long as I'm happy."

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Asama spotted a family bodyguard on duty on the side of the road, so he started to speed up and left him behind.

Not annoyed at all, she just smiled and watched Asana riding forward with the sun behind him.

Next semester, she would not miss the important time with him. Even if it was the friend game he and Fuzukawa created, she would do her best.

Think of a heavy confession like that of Ichijo Masumi, he already has 6 copies on his shoulders. It's useless for the whole world to love him, he despises himself.

There is no emotion that can fill in the gaps that are missing from him.

The more blindly, deeply and fearlessly they love, the more they want to capture his heart through subtle interactions, and the less concrete his scarce love becomes.

He really couldn't say such a scumbag statement as [I can't say whether I can do it now, why don't we give it a try].

The less they ask for, the more they plot. If all these plots are met, he is a scumbag who plays with people's feelings.

Milan Kundera said, "Love begins at the moment when we begin to poetically perceive a person."

In fact, there was a basic love between him and them. If he was a young and naive man, he would have already agreed to one of them.

But the reality is that he has already deconstructed love. He once tried to love and to be loved, but in the end, he realized the core point of all his experiences - he was not loved in the end because he did not need to be loved.

This kind of perception may be similar to that in Pessoa's poem "The Shepherd in Love".

In fact, no one has ever loved him. Apart from providing system and emotional value, he has simply become a projection of the hero who saves them in their minds, with the smallest deviation.

He doesn't want love, and he doesn't want to respond to people who fall in love with their own reflection.

In fact, Fuzugawa doesn't understand him, and Jianjima doesn't understand him.

Futami's love is more passionate and pure, but it makes him feel guilty.

Their love cannot be defeated by just rejecting it. Is there such a thing as facing love, acknowledging it, but never consuming their love?

Asama imagined the consequences of other girls being single for the rest of their lives because of her own singleness.

He is willing to repay the debt of love that made them unable to love him in other ways.

After realizing this, he began to think about the [Healing Girls Alliance].

Why didn't Izuku Kawai do the same as Komaba and just label him as the harem king?

He never meant to play tricks on others.

But he also understood that it was much safer to do something with a group of girls than with one person. This was also the reason why he did not think about breaking up this alliance.

After saying hello to him, I went to the university for rehearsal.

Looking at the group chat, the girls hadn't gotten up yet. Asana entered the kitchen again.

The chef was changed today, but it did not affect their welcome to Asama.

After getting the privilege of using the hotel's ingredients and the human rights-less laborers at will, Asama returned the favor by making a fusion cuisine breakfast for all the chefs.

The chefs were so excited that they added more than 10 dishes to today's breakfast buffet.

Considering that Jiandao's cold has not yet recovered, Asama chooses to continue cooking porridge.

He was completely unaware that his personality conflict value had increased significantly during the tug-of-war with Yitiao.

(End of this chapter)