Tokyo Wingman King

Chapter 166 163. Yinghe Sports Festival and the Servant of God’s Alone Time and Little Pranks
His head was pressed firmly against his head.

However, it seems that the landing point is not the chest.

Why does it feel like it's Shizui-kun's hand?

"Hey, Yuehai, be careful you overslept."

Futami returned to his original position in embarrassment. He would have known better than to pretend to be asleep and avoid Asama's defense. It would be good to lean on his shoulder.

She didn't expect that Asama, who was already on guard, could judge her location by the concentration of her scent.

"How about we go get some coffee together before we go home?"

Asama's suggestion eased the awkwardness of the second meeting.

The girl could only nod.

"What song are you listening to, Shizui-kun?"

Futami asked, seeing Asama wearing headphones.

"What needs to be discussed today, if you are interested, listen to it."

Asama took off one of the earphones, took out the handkerchief from his pocket with the hand that just stopped Futami, wiped the earphones, and then handed it to Futami.

The train swayed slightly as it turned, and a middle-aged man who was not very steady lost his balance and leaned against Asama next to him.

The moment Futami took the headphones and saw Asama pressing towards him, he couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster again.

Asama was carrying Futami's bag, holding on to the railing with one hand. The ingredients for today's cooking were on the wrist. The hand that was free to hand over the earphones pressed down on the door glass of the subway car in time, supporting the rash person behind him. Uncle.

"No, I'm sorry."

The uncle behind him apologized, but he did not stand back up. Instead, he stabilized his body and continued to squeeze Asama.

It's somewhat of a deliberately targeted element. Has the DEBUFF of the FFF group taken effect?

In other words, this uncle is still single?
The physical distance between the two people in the wall-dong state suddenly shortened, and each other could feel each other's breath.

Futami likes the smell coming from Asama's body, it has a refreshing woody fragrance, calm and warm.

She raised her head slightly and watched Asama raise her head again to avoid looking at him, but the boy's beautiful Adam's apple was exposed.

Asama's Adam's apple, the curved deltoid muscles on his shoulders, and the joints of his slender fingers, these were the places that she found very sexy. She had touched them all in her dream.

Although he is so thin, he is surprisingly strong. Is this a boy?

In the competition this morning, Shizui-kun was also particularly manly.

Although he has the strength to throw away the burly head of the judo club, he looks so thin.

This is what coaches used to say, the performance of having an extremely low body fat rate.

It seems that Jingshui-kun's self-discipline is not only in study and love, but also in diet and exercise.

Seeing Asama taking two steps back and keeping distance from him again, Futami was annoyed that if he had stopped thinking so much, he could have kissed her directly.

Seeing Asama tapping the earphones on his ears with her hand, she woke up from a dream and put the earphones in her hands on her ears——

[The third key idea in "Being and Time" is the deconstruction of the traditional philosophical subject.Modern philosophy has the concept of subject, which has led to the binary split between subject and object. At the same time, the emergence of the big other in society has exacerbated the disappearance of subjectivity or the illusion of subjectivity construction. ]
[Heidegger believes that behind human behavior and practice is not a subject composed of various rules.Rather, the person is the action itself (the care).After phenomenological reduction, this action is not any specific action, but the pure possibility that the ego can plan after canceling all ready-made experiences, that is, determination.The authentic wholeness of existential Dasein is the determination to move forward.Care and determination, this temporal action and awareness, reveal how existence unfolds to us. ]
[Orientals, especially East Asians, are more likely to sympathize with Heidegger's obscure work because the concepts of determination and worry have a certain similarity with the idea of ​​the unity of knowledge and action.Because the phenomenology, ethology, and hermeneutics involved in this book coincide with the concerns of Eastern philosophy. ]
If Futami Tsukiumi was in the anime world, her eyes would already be like mosquito repellent.

My mind was a mess, what subjects, what worries and determinations. I couldn’t understand what was being said.

But I can tell it’s Heidegger
Is this what Shizui-kun just said, "the content of today's discussion"?

It's over. I only read Heidegger's Wikipedia once. If I want to talk about something deeper, I'm afraid I won't be able to pick up the conversation.

Thinking of this, Futami began to listen carefully to the audio of Heidegger's theoretical research on Asama's mobile phone, hoping to sort out a few questions and throw them to Asama first.

Shirokane Takanawa Station arrived in a blink of an eye, and I had sorted out 2 of my second sighting questions.

I hope to raise new questions in the discussion.

The two of them exited the station and walked more than 600 meters southeast along the road, passing Yulanji Temple and the marble monument [the birthplace of dental medical education] erected by Keio University alumni, and finally stopped in front of a LAWSON convenience store. I bought two cups of Lawson’s own freshly ground MACHI cafe.

In addition to the castle, the logo on the cup body also has a big L. This design seems to have been designed by Lawson and asked Sato. As an IP element, the L-letter LOGO unifies the complex sub-brand LOGOs of more than 700 Lawson products, which makes Asama, a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, feel very [ashore].

"Cheers~"

Futami raised the coffee cup with a white body and black lid towards Asama, who touched her.

"This is my first time drinking this kind of coffee. Where is Shizui-kun?"

"This is my first time drinking too."

"It's great. We exchanged our first time with each other again, just like we went to Shibuya Sky together."

Seeing Futami Daimyojin Muzan's smile, Asama denied the fact that she was driving.

"Are you used to drinking hot coffee in the summer?"

"Yeah. Don't you, Shizui-kun, like to drink iced Americano?"

"Girls should drink less ice. This coffee tastes good."

After taking two sips of MACHI cafe, Asama couldn't explain why he drank it. He only thought that this coffee should be slightly more refreshing than the coffee from the vending machine because it was very bitter.

The tongue can't distinguish the taste of coffee as clearly as tea.

Just as Eskimos use dozens of words to describe different types of snow, the familiarity with a thing determines how many parts you can break it into and look at it microscopically.

So, how many words do you have to describe Futami Tsukiumi in front of you?
Asama was confident that he could surpass the Eskimo's knowledge of Yuki, even though he had not really known Futami Tsukiumi for a month.

But she has left countless words as beautiful as snowflakes in his heart.

Unfortunately, the combination of these words cannot build a bridge.

In the architecture of love, with the same materials, some people will build walls and then hit the wall first; some people will build bridges and then walk into other people's homes.

Leave the bad experience to your past life as a souvenir.

In this life, Asama Shizui would rather build walls and then fill them with answers to teach people how to build bridges.

It sounds ironic, like an ahimsa teaching people how to kill animals, and a vegetarian teaching people how to grill steak.

However, no one says that a person who decides not to kill has never killed a living being before.

The greatest significance of history is to prevent people from repeating the same mistakes. Asama respects most of the lessons he learned in his previous life.

Futami Tsukiumi watched Asama looking to the southwest in ecstasy, without disturbing him, but quietly took two steps sideways, narrowing the distance between the two to the point where they would touch if they shook their bodies slightly.

As a reward for her hard work at the Sports Festival, Futami Tsukiumi cherishes this opportunity very much.

Although what she and Asama were talking about was the [Heidegger Study Meeting], in fact, this was a date that brought them closer to a more intimate relationship.

She quietly admired the meditative Asama, which was a more heart-stopping work of art than Rodin's "The Thinker".

Futami could vaguely feel a deep pain from Asama's deep gaze, tightly pursed lips, and slight wry smile.He never seemed to show his pain or weakness outwardly, and he always acted as an indestructible mentor.

It would be great if she could become Shizui-kun's support and allow him to act like a spoiled child in her arms.

After about 10 minutes, the coffee in his hand had cooled down, and Asama escaped from the dark history.

He looked at his phone and looked at Er Jian apologetically.

"Sorry for wasting time."

"It doesn't matter. It's a rare experience to enjoy the undisturbed world of contemplation with the gentle Shizui-kun."

The second time I saw the Great Ming God, he smiled, as if the Milky Way was pouring down the earth, and as if the next morning had arrived early.This pure smile is too innocent.

Just because he solved her bullying problem, she began to be unprotected against herself. On the third day after they met, she invited herself to her home for a study meeting.

No matter how you look at it, you will feel that the second meeting of the great god is too lack of vigilance.

"Yuehai, if a strange person is unexpectedly nice to you, don't just think that he is a good person and just follow him casually."

"What is that? I'm not a primary school student. The only person in this world who can kidnap me is Shizui-kun."

Asama recovered her thoughts and silently drank the coffee, which had no bitter taste at all.

Seeing that his father was not at home, Asama walked into the kitchen carrying the ingredients.

In addition to the [Heidegger Study Meeting] later, cooking dinner for Er Jian is also part of the reward.

From an efficiency point of view, Futami's cooking skills were not inferior to Poch's, but based on the principle of reward, Asama did not let Futami do it, but instead cooked three dishes by himself——

Braised beef with green onions, Longjing vegetables and river shrimps, Kung Pao chicken.

From washing the dishes to bringing all the dishes to the table, it only took Asama 50 minutes.

The rice cooker turned on the heat preservation light, Asama took off his apron, filled two bowls of rice and walked to the dining table.

Futami was holding his mobile phone, as if he were a photographer attending a state banquet, taking pictures of three simple dishes.

"Eat it while it's hot. Wok gas is also the essence of Chinese food."

"Oh, okay~ As expected, steaming rice is more delicious~ If I can eat Shizui-kun's cooking every day, I can live for only 30 years."

"That's too exaggerated. Please live to be a hundred years old and see your mother-in-law again."

"If I could eat Shizui-kun's food every day, it wouldn't be impossible to live to be 200 years old."

"There are preservatives in my food, right?"

"Hehehe~~~"

Futami Tsukiumi narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly.

"What you just said was not funny."

"Yes~ Shizui-kun didn't deny that he allowed me to eat your cooking every day. Just thinking about it makes me feel very happy."

"Hiring me as a chef is very expensive. Please work hard to earn enough money and freedom as soon as possible."

"Hey~ How much money does Jingshui-kun need per year?"

"Wait until you are among the top 100 richest people in Japan before making inquiries."

"Then after I become one of the top 100 richest people in Japan, can I hire you to be my lifelong chef?"

Seeing that the great god did not refute the fact that he deliberately guided her to work hard to make money, Asama sighed inwardly.Setting such an unreasonable threshold, if she really takes it seriously, she might lead a painful life.

"I was just joking. As a friend, I can get you free meals once a year from now on."

"really?"

"determine."

Although once a year is too rare, the [Franklin Effect] has a chance to take effect again. Didn't Jing Shuijun also say, "We don't fall in love with others because they are good to us, but we fall in love with them because we are good to them." "Is this the case?
Gaining the friendship of [cooking for you every year], Futami’s smile becomes even brighter.

"When I heard Jingshui-kun say [not interested in ordinary people] before, I thought I was no longer qualified to be friends with Jingshui-kun."

"Just think of those stupid things as a joke. Some things you don't really want to say, but need to be said when necessary. The food will get cold if we continue talking. Let's eat well first, my friend."

Futami Tsukiumi smiled and picked up the chopsticks again. From the plate of Longjing Shisugawa shrimps in front of him, he picked the largest shrimp and put it into Asama's bowl.

"Let's eat well first, my friend."

Futami Tsukiumi tried her best to resist the urge to call Asama her husband.

"Fly Me to the Moon" was playing on the Marshall speaker in the bathroom.

Futami Tsukiumi soaked her entire body in the bathtub, only exposing her little head above her nose.

Thin small-size pajamas, sandalwood perfume said to have aphrodisiac properties, a new hairstyle that exposes the neck, and decisive underwear, these combat equipment are ready.

However, both theory and actual combat experience tell Futami that these things are of little use to Asama.

The calm water in the bathtub started to roll, and Futami blew a bubble in frustration.

In other words, Jingshui-kun is really not interested in ordinary women?
Many jokes are simply inappropriate, but that doesn't stop them from being true.

If Shizui-kun's pursuit of extraordinary companions and hatred of ordinary people's supremacy of strength is true, how should Futami Tsukiumi deal with herself?

Compared to Asama Shisui, a super high school student who can't win if she takes it seriously, she Futami Tsukiumi can't win.

She knew very well that Futami Tsukiumi was just a better girl reincarnated.I don’t have any special talents. I’m not as good as Rise Fusumikawa in studies, not as good as Chiyo Konoe in tennis, not as good as Masumi Ichijo in music, not as good as Mai Majima in terms of hard work, and not as good as Yuki Fukasawa in interpersonal relationships.
And his appearance is just like that of ordinary Zhou Zheng, and he has read very few books, less than half a bookcase.

It is said that Shizui-kun has read three times as many books as all the books on the bookshelf of the Love Counseling Department.

It would be great if I had superpowers.

It would be best to have superpowers that can brainwash and hypnotize people, just like what is written in the novel
Now is the time for the two of them to take a bath. I really want to see the water droplets on his collarbone.
ah!Er Jian, what are you thinking about?Jingshui-kun looked like that after reading the question he wrote. Why don't you take this opportunity to catch up on Heidegger's lessons?
By the time Futami came out of the bathroom, it was already 9:11. According to the agreement, Asama would stay until about [-] o'clock before going home.

Time is very tight, we must seize the time to attack.

It would be nice if they could stay overnight, although Futami felt that Asama staying overnight at his house was a fantasy.

In the living room, Asama Shizumi, with messy hair and thick glasses, was leaning on the sofa like a study-type scholar, with slightly furrowed brows, writing a mind map for a few questions that Futami Tsukiumi had before taking a bath.

Seeing this scene, Futami's heartbeat skipped a beat.Asama was like an abyss, attracting her to fall into.

[Shallow water is noisy, deep water is silent. 】

The silent Asama Shisui never really showed his charm to others, and even his name seemed to be a kind of modesty.

Futami stepped lightly and sneaked closer to Asama's back.

She didn't know why. She came here to supplement the questions, but why did her movements change when she got closer?

Although Shizui-kun would be annoyed by his lack of reserve, he probably wouldn't mind taking off his glasses, a small gesture that increases intimacy.

Sensing Asama that Futami was watching her writing and drawing from behind, the bridge of her nose suddenly relaxed and her vision began to blur.

"What are you doing"

"Wait a mininute."

Futami walked around from behind the sofa to Asama, slowly squatted down, and put his glasses back on for him in front of Asama.

"A primary school student?"

The girl who had just come out of the bath, exuding heat and fragrance, seemed to turn a blind eye to the boy's slight dissatisfaction.

Her hands kept holding the temples of her glasses, and between her white and tender arms, there was an unobstructed channel for looking at each other.

"I just want Jingshui-kun to see me first when he sees the world again~"

The girl smiled naturally.

In this rare moment between the two of them, Futami Tsukiumi once again launched the offensive.

(End of this chapter)