Tokyo Wingman King

Chapter 75 73. Preaching and Waking Up
she is beautiful,

People are all moved when they see it. Judging from the number of confession letters, she is a well-deserved goddess of heroism.

She is excellent academically,

He has won countless awards, and has been ranked first in his grades from elementary school to junior high school. He is the god of learning in the eyes of the scumbags.

She is noble,

The five-shot family is hard to come by, and the head of the family is the leader of the last three shots. Comparing an ordinary rich lady with her is like comparing a peacock to a phoenix.

She was supposed to be admired by all the stars, and she herself was indifferent to the world, but there was always malicious intent chasing her.

Who didn't belittle and slander her for what she did,

It's that they themselves want to belittle and slander her, and focus on what she did.

Masumi Ichijo was betrayed again.

The number of friends is -5, and the residual value is 0.

It's been less than 3 months since school started, what kind of hell is this opening?

This is how the world is. When most people think you are weak and deceitful, the name [One Article] instead arouses their cruelty.

Are you really ashamed of yourself?

I didn't even have a chance to play a piece of music to vent my feelings, and I felt uncomfortable when I thought of that guy downstairs.

The last shelter is gone, looking at the lightning and thunder in the sky,

I couldn't find the umbrella, and my clothes were wet from the rain blown by the wind.

Masumi Ichijo, sitting on the 6th step at the top of the stairs on the first floor, wanted to die, but was afraid of death.
Maybe I'm not worthy enough to flee to the land of suicides,
Only the brave should be welcome there.

The corridors have turned black, and the building of the Yinghe Literature and Art Association is very economical. Usually, at 6 o'clock, the lights in public spaces, including the restrooms, are automatically turned off.

The entrance of the stairs is like the end of a tunnel. The light yellow light in the corridor and the dark blue sky in the twilight, as well as a beautiful girl who can be recognized by just looking at the side face in the dim light, constitute the picture of the exit.

Sorry, this is not the set of "The Tunnel to Summer, The Exit of Goodbye", and I will not lend you the umbrella in my hand.

Asama's mobile phone still has 66% of the battery, silently puts on the earphones, and chooses to play the aria on the G string played by the Ukrainian violinist Milstein.

Turning a blind eye to a Masumi, walked to the front corridor.

"Hey!"

Masumi's voice could be heard with headphones on, but Asama's footsteps did not stop at all.

The air capacity is limited to this, and you will not ask for trouble.

"Hey! Just wait for me!"

The girl followed her footsteps, Qian Jian frowned, looking at herself that day was like seeing a fart, but now she catches up and smells it again.

Children from rich families, can you learn from other people's imperial court saints?

"Hey! Asama!"

After the arm was pulled, Asama stopped in his tracks, and one of his hands also let go.

Asama didn't bother to turn his head back, but in order to have a smooth conversation, he took out his mobile phone and turned down the volume of the music player.

"'Please don't harass me again' Miss, is there anything you want to harass me?"

Ichiichi Masumi was silent for a while, Asama didn't want to waste any more time.

"gone."

"Wait!"

The girl confirmed something to herself with a low voice, which sounded extremely weak.

"How much did you see? Or...is this a plan between you and the guard?"

Asama couldn't laugh or cry, it was the first time he met this kind of person, Yingheguo was really outstanding.

"I don't know anything, and I don't want to know anything."

What the hell did Konoe do to you? Got PTSD?
What does it have to do with me?According to Goshojia's information, I'm just a lonely person who refuses Konoe Chiyo's love, right?
"Please tell me, what do you want from me? Will you stop?"

"What do you want from me? Will you stop?"

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"I don't know what you have to do with Konoe Chiyo, but please don't confuse me with her. I have no interest in you moths at the top of society."

"Then please tell me, why did you write that sentence to me?"

"That's what I wrote to [Sanshirō], and it has nothing to do with you. You don't have the courage and determination of Sanshirō. With you like this, you can't go back to the place you want to go back, you can't escape from the place you want to escape, and you can't reach the place you want to reach."

Asama decided not to pay any attention to this internal friction girl, but was firmly grasped again, holding her arm like a life-saving cable.

Looking back, Ichiichi Masumi was already in tears, and the big tears that fell were at the same frequency as the raindrops outside the corridor.

The valve of her restraint was out of control, her voice stuck in her throat,

"What do you want me to do? Am I born to be an annoying guy if I didn't do anything?"

Asama no longer looks at Ichiichi Masumi,
"Schopenhauer said that everyone regards the limit of their own vision as the limit of the world. This is a kind of short-sighted arrogance. Apart from giving yourself a proper definition, what have you done to change the status quo?
If you want to please others, you should change yourself; if you don’t want to please others, you should be yourself.

Isn't being hated by others more like a treatment that can only be matched by a strong person than being ignored?
Since you are a strong person, work hard like a strong person. "

The two stood at the corridor and the steps of the lobby on the first floor of No. A teaching building, and one Masumi hysterically shouted at the back on the steps:
"Aren't you arrogant!? Hard work or something, there is no reward at all. There is nothing I can look forward to, what do you know!"

Superstitious belief that hard work will pay off. Is this really the kind of child that the Wucam family can cultivate?

Asama deliberately looked at Ichiichi Masumi with the disdainful eyes of a prisoner,
"Don't you love to play the piano? Doesn't the piano make you look forward to it? It's just that there's an annoying guy down there, and you're going to abandon your piano partner? The real treasure is around you without knowing it, and your best friend is right under your fingertips, but you don't care about it.

Hurry up and change the name of the head of the piano department. Sanshirō has been wandering from the first world to the third world, and he is still seeking. You are clearly in the third world, but you only close your eyes. Your name is [Sanshirō], and you are insulting Natsume Soseki. "

Hearing Asama say that she abandoned the piano, that she was not good enough for Sanshirō, Ichijo Masumi cried even harder.

Obviously Sanshiro is much weaker than her.
Memories of being underestimated and incomprehensible flooded in, and she felt ashamed, regretful, and sad. She could no longer support her body, and with her legs turned outward, she knelt on the floor tiles in the corridor and wept.

With this kind of person, it's impossible for Konoe to still treat her as an opponent, maybe he just thinks it's fun to bully Masumi Ichiichi?

No, task B still sounds like something to destroy the marriage of the new generation,

Otherwise, the result of the completion of the task is - I reject the guard and accept one,
Wouldn't this kind of thing only affect the reputation of the Konoe family and Konoe Chiyo himself?

Ignoring the internal friction girl, Asama pushed open the glass door, walked into the lobby of No. A teaching building, walked through the lobby, and walked into the wind and rain.

After crying and thinking for a long time, Masumi realized that Shizumi Asama had left.

In front of the opposite glass door of the teaching building in Block A, a transparent umbrella hangs on it.

"I am back."

"Wow~ Ah Shui~ Is it so early today? Welcome back~~~ Ah! Why are you exaggerating today?"

Looking at Asama who looked like he came back from a lap in Tokyo Bay, Pochi leaned closer to Asama's body and sniffed,
"Did the transparent umbrella really activate its transparent ability this time? Where's the umbrella?"

"A gust of wind blew the umbrella away and was snatched away by a lagging dog in the distance?"

"Huh??? Can dogs also hold umbrellas?"

Asama cast a sideways glance at Pochi,
"Aren't you?"

"Ah! The dog you're talking about is a girl!"

Asama rolled her eyes, thinking that intelligence is not constant?
Why do some guys who seem to be stupid have top-level acumen in certain things?

"Just a dog."

"Ok."

Pochi couldn't smell any clues from the wet clothes, so he assumed the guy who snatched the umbrella was a dog for the time being.

"Huh heh heh~ Ah Shui came back so early, it was because of his conscience that he found out, can you help me make dinner?"

Pochi was barefoot, wearing his "others are hell" pain shirt, happily spinning around in the living room, and the necklace around his neck was thrown up by the centrifugal force.

"Come and make dinner together."

"Hey, hey~~~ Ah Shui has become more and more lazy lately~~~ Yes, you are tired these days, I bought you energy supplements, look."

Pochi took out a small brown glass bottle with a fit man in shorts as the packaging pattern and stuffed it into Asama's hand.

Asama changed hands and wanted to throw it into the trash can, but after thinking about it, she still put it on the dining room table.
"Don't drink, don't use your important pocket money to buy these inexplicable things. Wait for me to take a shower before cooking."

After speaking, I cleared out the changed underwear and pajamas in the closet, and walked into the bathroom.

But I thought in my heart that the fabric of the pain shirts in the future should be thicker. Did Boqi make it so prominent on purpose?

After taking a shower, Pochi was already arranging the side dishes in the kitchen.

"Boqi wants to eat Chinese food today~green pepper shredded pork, mapo tofu, braised pork~~~"

"But there are only ingredients at home that can make shredded pork with green peppers."

"Ah! Then I order takeaway and deliver it home?"

Asama looked out of the house through the balcony of the living room, and it was windy and windy.

"Be a little sympathetic and eat whatever is in the refrigerator."

"Eh----"

I made three dishes of chopping eggs with green peppers, green peppers with tiger skin, and shredded pork with green peppers. The rice cooked by clicking on the rice cooker has just been cooked.

Sprinkle bonito flakes, shredded seaweed and sesame seeds on the served rice, and Asama and Pochi started their long-awaited dinner time for two.

Pochi picked up his phone and snapped photos of Asama and the dishes on the table.

"Pochi, what are you filming?"

"Of course it's taking pictures of the dishes on the table."

"Send it to ins?"

"No! These photos are for myself."

"Then learn how to take mobile phone photography."

"I don't care about whether it looks good or not when I take these photos. I just want to remember that Ah Shui cooked for me tonight when I turn to this photo. We are having dinner together at the same table~~~"

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For some reason, Pochi's words made Asama feel sad, would he feel sad when he sent Pochi away?

I don't know, but even if it's really sentimental, I have to send it away.

[Every story has a new beginning, so let's start].

Finding that Asama is not responding to the skills he learned online, Pochi chooses a new topic.

"Um~ pulling water——"

"Eat the food in your mouth before talking."

"What kind of person does Ah Shui want to be when he grows up?"

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"Have you thought about it yet?"

"It's okay to tell Pochi, I don't want to be a 'human', I want to be something that can stand tall without the other half, I want to be a crutch to help excellent people reach the other side, I want to be the one who escapes."

"Do you want to be number one in the world?"

Asama put a mouthful of green pepper shredded pork into his mouth, chewed slowly for a long time, then shook his head and said,
"That stuff is so boring."

"It's not that I can't do it, it's just that I'm being stubborn."

"Being number one in the world is something you can do if you want to."

Pochi's eyes widened, and he truly believed that Asama had once won the number one in the world.

"Then tell me, where are you number one in the world?"

"On June 6, I was the first person in the world to walk out of my house and return to my house."

"This statement is cheating! Ah Shui! You are cheating! No. [-] in the world is such a cheap thing!"

"In my eyes, it's such a cheap thing."

"The number one in the world needs to be recognized by more people is the real number one in the world."

"Other people's recognition is cheaper than the cheapness just now."

"Ah Shui with a hard mouth."

After the meal, Pochi took a shower, pestered Asama to check his salary in front of the computer for the day,
I want to hug Asama in my arms, I want to rest my chin on Asama, I want to snatch a chair and sit with Asama,

Although the three sets of actions were all blocked by Asama's hand grabbing his face before it happened.

Pochi had to resort to judo moves, and the two entangled on the floor for 15 minutes before Asama, whose physical strength was 6, agreed to Pochi to move a chair to sit on.

Resisting the urge to use temporary bursts, Asama focused on the daily assessment of Pochi.

Same as yesterday, apart from cooking and socializing, Pochi has done well in other projects. Since he participated in the production of breakfast, lunch and dinner, Pochi received a reward of 750 yen more than yesterday.

Answered some of Futami and Jiandao's study questions on the mobile phone, read the book and saw it was 10 o'clock, and Asama fell asleep earlier than ever.

At 3 o'clock in the morning, Pochi opened his eyes and acted again.

Even Pochi himself thought that it would be a pity not to be a phantom thief with a biological clock like his own.

In the early hours of this morning, the goal of the Phantom Thief Pochi is—A Shui's kiss, A Shui's mystery, and A Shui's heart!

Pochi, who is improving every day, is very satisfied with his current living conditions.

Although I say that I am a pet, in essence, I live every day like a newlywed wife.

Cook together, talk together, sleep together.

It would be even better if Ah Shui could say "Dear Boqi, I'm back" when Ah Shui came home.

The [New Boqi Warfare] that I tried today is still good. It can be teased with love words and ideal topics in life, and the effect will not be visible in the short term.

But the literary boy Ah Shui will one day be taken down by the studious Uncle Pochi.

Ah Shui is right, learning can bring people the confidence to solve problems.

Pochi already felt that he could hit the other side!

Quietly walking up to Asama, squatting down gently, looking at Asama's closed eyes, Pochi began to push the blond hair on both sides behind her ears, and leaned down slightly.

Ah Shui, who has a hard mouth during the day, must not have imagined how soft her mouth is at night~~~
Hey Hey--

A pair of cold, divine eyes opened.

"Pochi, what the hell are you trying to do?"

　Thank you for your follow-up, monthly tickets and comments.

　　Sleepy, I sent it without checking, and I will change it tomorrow.

　　It's another week of extra work, and I'm afraid.Good night bosses.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)