Tokyo Wingman King

Chapter 165 162. Yinghe Sports Festival and Fatherly Love Formula and Futami First Attack
1 minutes have passed.

That guy Takishima must have reached the finish line.

Asama looked down at the bright red high-cut bikini in the one-square-meter dressing room without saying a word.

The crotch is really high, and there is very little fabric on the crotch. There are only two threads on the front and one thread on the back that are connected to the bra above.

The key is, this temporary locker room also has razors and shaving cream
Wear it?

You can only wear it if you have a problem with your brain.Moreover, this crotch cloth cannot fit at all.

I'm not really a clown, so since I want to solidify my villainous persona, there's no need to do some vulgar and amusing things.

Wearing underwear outside is something that kind but stupid Kryptonians like to do.

Asama chose to twist the bright red swimsuit into a rope, and tied it into a red scarf using a DNA-engraved tying method and hung it around her neck.

He put his glasses on the corner of the bench in the locker room, walked out of the small dark room with poor lighting, followed a second-year senior, and ran to the finish line in one breath.

The time was 6 minutes and 06 seconds, ranking 4th in their group.

The contestant No. 6 who was booked in advance sprained himself in the puddle and left the stage, while No. 5 was still spinning on the soap-filled air mattress.

Their No. 1 player in this round was naturally Tetsuya Takishima, who completed the entire race in less than 3 minutes. Dressed in a blue and white maid uniform, he was sitting on a chair nearby with his legs crossed and his eyes closed to relax.

The referee looked at the red scarf on Asama's chest with confusion and asked what was going on.

Asama said that he dropped his glasses in the dressing room and searched for a long time but couldn't find them. However, he found this red scarf and ran to the finish line wearing it.

When he took off the red scarf and the referee opened it, he was also confused.

This immoral high-cut bikini is not in their catalog of COS clothing. I don’t know what went wrong.

This highly myopic player made a pure mistake, so Asama's results were judged to be valid.

"I thought the great teacher was deliberately letting off steam, but it turned out to be the idol's burden."

Takishima didn't know when he came to Asama's side.

Are you a cat?No sound while walking?

Also, wasn’t this guy just closing his eyes and concentrating just a second ago?
A look of disgust appeared on Asama's face, and she once again slapped away the hand on his shoulder.

"Can you change out of your maid uniform first?"

"Why so serious? There is no changing room at the finish line, isn't it just to allow us to wear these clothes longer?"

Takishima, who has a pretty face, spread his hands to show that he was satisfied with the outfit.

This guy does have the potential to be a crossdresser.

The spinning boy No. 5 may have been too dizzy and started vomiting on the air mattress. The staff rushed over to clean up the scene and drag him away.

The first round took more than 8 minutes, and the referee raised the flag to announce the official end.

In the second round, six people took to the starting line, and Oshima, the rising star of the football team, was also among them.

The staff asked Asama and Takishima to continue waiting in the finish area. It is said that after the men's and women's competitions are over, a COS group photo will be taken as a publicity and commemoration.

The premise is that everyone is still in COS.

So Asama had no choice but to wear a red scarf again.

"Hey, Yinghe Ninja, what profession are you in COS?"

The sophomore who was running in front of him greeted him.

Asama looked at the senior wearing a high-cut bunny girl's costume with an expressionless face, looked down at his red scarf, and said calmly,

"Sichuan Mandarin who cares about the motherland."

"Huh? What kind of answer is this? Do you think I'm a fool?"

Asama ignored the second-year senior who was already getting angry.

He calculated the time. If the [Obstacle Run Shooting Competition] takes an average of 10 minutes, the men's group will take nearly two hours, and the women's group will take another two hours. This means that after the game is over, the fourth day of the Yinghe Sports Festival will also be held. It's over.

It's like saying that it should be treated as a public landscape, and it's a disguised form of being punished by standing for 4 hours.

At this time, a member of the staff came over and returned the glasses found in the locker room to Asama.

Anyway, I couldn’t read the book anymore, so I just decided to read maid costumes with Takishima.

Listening to the cheers and cheers from the audience, it was obvious that after knowing that there would be up to 66 women's clothing bosses in this [Obstacle Run and Shooting Competition], they poured into the stadium to watch.

I don’t understand why there are so many guys in this world who like to see men dressed as women.

That's right, in the following games, the staff replenished the black box in the locker room, which was basically women's clothing, and the other half was maid clothing.

If Takishima Tetsuya's clothes are a bit like the PAD maid in Touhou, the next maid outfit is even more bizarre.

Maxi skirts, miniskirts, those with white headbands, cat ears, wide open chests, bare backs, lace skirts, tights, white stockings, black stockings, all are at Yinghe Academy It is reflected in the macho man.

Based on the meager number of movies Asama read in her previous life, she only vaguely recognized the maid from "Black Lagoon", Pleiades from "Overlord", Rem from "Life in a Harem in a Different World from Zero", and the character from "The Kobayashi Family Dragon Maid". Thor, and Mikuru Asahina have a few slightly recognizable outfits.

There was also a maid suit with fake eight-pack abs on the abdomen. The third-grade senior tore it off halfway through, revealing her real abs, which made a group of boys scream.

As for other women's clothing, stewardesses, policewomen, military uniforms, nurses, Fury, etc. are all available. I don't know if the Scottish plaid skirt that King Charles likes to wear is considered women's clothing.

When another strong man ran out of the dressing room wearing underwear similar to the Victoria's Secret show, Asama finally closed his eyes.

It feels like the worldview is somewhat broken.

I don’t know how many landscape paintings by Alexandre Perrier of the Barbizon School I need to see when I go back to wash away today’s mental pollution.

Let the penalty standing time end early.

"Teacher, you look in pain. Are you about to poop? You can't help but say it! There is no idol in this world who doesn't poop~"

"I don't know if idols poop, but this is the first time I've seen a dog speak human language."

Asama regained his expressionless face and glanced sideways at Takishima.

"Hey, are you holding it back?"

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Sure enough, it would be better not to answer this guy's boring questions.

I don't understand why Takishima's perverted words and actions can be evaluated as "admirable sincerity" among boys and "unexpectedly cute" among girls.

One by one, double standards, right?

Asama turned on the repeater mode and repeated Takishima's next boring questions.

Only then did he remember that he still had the title of [Repeater]. With Takishima's frequency of asking questions, he could complete the milestone feature of the title within a month.

Otherwise, let’s ask Takidao to go back to China during the summer vacation.

No, for those who have girlfriends, it seems redundant to have a girlfriend, and a bit gay if you don’t have a girlfriend. Forget it, it’s okay not to use this characteristic.

There are still 4 minutes left before 20 o'clock, and the men's game ends earlier than expected.

In the end, it was Takishima who won the [Obstacle Shooting Competition].

Asama looked at the proud way Takishima waved to Nijo Reina, and the way Nijo looked extremely proud and happy, but tried his best to hold it back.

It seems that encountering a high-cut bikini is not a bad thing
Yes, why win so many championships?Annoying champion speech, saying too much in a short time is ineffective.

Just let your silly son be happy. [Set an example, provide methods, cultivate confidence, and nothing else], this is Asama’s recipe for fatherly love today.

It’s 6 o’clock in the evening in Tokyo, and the sky is still very bright.

This time, Ichijo and Fusukawa accompanied Futami to Azabu Juban to work in Lao Qin's Chinese restaurant.

Thinking of being able to be in the same room with Mr. Jingshui today, he felt much better.

Especially, without the knowledge of the two girls around him, Futami felt that he had maintained the advantage of intimacy with Asama.

After the two authentic aristocratic ladies from Yinghe met Boss Qin, Immortal Sichuan sat down at a table generously and asked to treat Ichijo and Futami to dinner.

Futami thought about having dinner with Asama, so she declined Fusukawa's kindness and said,

"I don't have to. I have to cook for Dad at night, so I can just serve Rise and Masumi."

"Hey~ If uncle wants to eat, we can just order some more and pack them back for him~"

“Steaming meals taste like home~”

Futami Tsukiumi, who was already proficient in lying, smiled tenderly at Fusukawa, took her bag and went to change clothes.

Seeing that all the diners' attention was focused on Er Jian's classmates, Boss Qin invited the two girls from the lobby to the private room on the second floor and handed two menus to Immortal Sichuan.
"Are you all friends with Asui and Erjian?"

"Yes~ Does the boss know Asama too?"

"Hahaha, Ah Shui is a little brother in our Chinatown circle. The menu you have and part of the decoration of this store are all his ideas."

"Isn't Chinatown over in Ikebukuro? Does Azabu also count?"

Ichijo asked in confusion.

"Haha, if you calculate, if you calculate."

Immortal River looked at this Chinese restaurant curiously. On the wall was a map of cultural exchanges between China and Japan. The famous dishes of each region were noted, and the style of the murals was similar to the charm of Dunhuang in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

The cuisine and flavor characteristics of the dishes on the menu are also clearly explained. The seasonal limited menu of [One Issue, One Taste] has a hint of the characteristics of Japanese omakase restaurants, that is, the theme ingredients are determined, but the specific dishes are determined by the chef. Whatever you want, the only menu customers can see is the introduction of ingredients and the types of dishes corresponding to the prices of the corresponding stalls.

“Obviously a lot more expensive, but cheaper than omakase.”

"Haha, in fact, most of these are provided for tourists or gourmets. The regular patrons of our store will basically not try it. Fusukawa and Ichijou-san can order whatever they want. I will treat you to today's dish."

"What's so funny about that?"

"Seize this opportunity, it won't be free next time. I think I'm taking advantage this time, so just come and visit a few more times."

"Rise, Masumi, you're here, just follow the boss's wishes."

Futami, who was wearing a slim-fitting cheongsam, walked in with a dinner plate and two cups of tea, placing them in front of Fusukawa Kazuichi.

"Oh! Xiaoyue, you have completely become a Chinese!"

"Yuehai has completely become Chinese."

Ichijo took a photo of Futami with his cell phone.

Futami turned towards Fusukawa and Ichijo, and said with a smile,
"Do you also want to try on a cheongsam?"

Lao Qin gave Er Jian a wink, telling Er Jian to entertain his friends well, and then went out.

"Boss Qin seems to be a good person."

"If it weren't for the fact that he also knows Asama, I would have doubted whether he has other plans for you, Tsukiumi."

"Boss Qin and his wife are very loving. In addition, all this is really thanks to Mr. Jingshui."

"I heard that Mr. Robert has infiltrated into the inner circle of the Chinese people?"

Hearing Bu Shichuan ask this, Er Jian smiled and said,

"Sometimes I also wonder if Mr. Jingshui was from China in his previous life. His Chinese is not self-taught at all, and it is more standard than Boss Qin's."

"Does Asama like Huaxia very much?"

"You must like it. Lord Jingshui is even better than Yuxingyuan in terms of world history and Chinese history, especially the knowledge about China's Wei and Jin Dynasties."

"I think I like it very much. Robert is not only proficient in Chinese history, he has read a lot of Chinese books, and the cuisine he is best at cooking in home economics class is Chinese cuisine. In addition, he is good at Osaka cuisine as well."

"???"

"After all, Osaka was once occupied by China~"

"Immortal Sichuan also likes Huaxia?"

Immortal River did not answer, but looked to his left,
"Masumi-chan is so heartless. Even though we are friends, you still call me Immortal River~"

"Okay, Rise, do you like Huaxia just like Asama?"

"It was okay before, but now I like it very much, and I like it more and more. Maybe it's [爱屋jiwu]."

"Aiwujiwu?"

"Chinese idiom~"

After seeing off Fusukawa and Ichijo, Futami worked hard for more than an hour, changed into regular clothes, and stood at the door waiting for Asama.

[You smiled and said nothing to me.But I feel that I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. 】

Tagore's poems suddenly appeared in Er Jian's mind.

The dusk in the sky was getting darker, and the dark blue overshadowed the sunset. The street lights turned on, dyeing the walls of nearby buildings yellow.

"Awaited."

The boy who was waiting also changed into regular clothes, a short-sleeved white shirt with light blue vertical stripes, a pure cotton white T with the Chinese character "forgetfulness" written on it, and Shimokitazawa-style khaki waistband shorts, full of a clean and boyish feel.

Mr. Jingshui never wears any brand of clothes, but he looks 10000 times better than those stupid young men who only wear logos.

Futami Tsukiumi felt that she was still not used to Asama Shizuzu's handsomeness. The sound of her heartbeat told her that every time she went on a date, there was a new feeling of excitement.

"No, I just got off work."

"Are you working overtime? I'll go in and say hello to Lao Qin, and we'll leave."

"Ah."

A minute later, Asama held a bag of ingredients and smiled at Futami,

"I've already negotiated overtime pay with you."

Although she had not expected such a thing, seeing Asama's smile and listening to his soft and clear voice, she felt that she was much happier than the protagonist in Tagore's poem.

The two of them strolled down the street after a long absence.

Asama carried the ingredients given by Lao Qin in one hand, and helped Futami carry the heavy-looking school bag with the other hand.

Futami couldn't help but keep looking at Asama's side face. Coupled with the street scene moving backwards and the clear summer night in Tokyo, these images became eternity in his memory.

She understood that as long as she closed her eyes from now on, these beautiful scenes would appear in her mind.

Just like the benches in Shiba Park, under the trees in schools, on the floats of cruise ship swimming pools, under the awnings of convenience stores, beside the railings of subway cars, in the street corners and alleys somewhere in the city, on the carpets at home. superior
After getting on the subway, the Mita Line was particularly crowded on Saturdays. Asama, like in the past, held Futami between his arms.

The two of them looked at each other and laughed unconsciously at the sight. She remembered the embarrassing day when Asama put an umbrella and a bag between the two of them when it rained, making his clothes wet.

Seeing Asama closing his eyes and saying nothing, Futami Tsukiumi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, pretended to be a little sleepy, and leaned towards Asama's chest.

(End of this chapter)