Tokyo Wingman King

In the foggy bathroom, two girls sat on a small bench, helping each other wipe each other's backs.

Mai Shimajima deliberately took off her makeup before the second meeting.

The color difference between the acellular allogeneic dermis and her skin is very light, and it is impossible to tell the difference without looking carefully.The wounds on the face were almost completely healed, but there were only traces of surgery on the shoulders and upper arms.

"Mai-chan, Shizui-kun accompanied you to do the surgery, right?"

"Well, besides, he lent me the money for the surgery."

Mai Shimajima didn't shy away from anything.

Futami stopped rubbing his back for a moment.
"Is it because of this that you fell in love with Shizui-kun?"

Hearing Futami's unemotional question, Jiandao responded very calmly.

"No, before this."

At this moment she lied and didn't lie.

She fell in love with this person on the day Asama lent her money, but the reason why she fell in love with him was not the money, but every word he said before that.

[That girl, she will have a beautiful short haircut and show a bright smile to every kind person. 】

[She will always become a better person when the second sunrise comes. 】

Those words sewed up her nearly broken heart more accurately than Dr. Kimura's surgical thread.

The memories packed in my head flew around like cards popping out of a magician's hand, and they seemed to conjure up a beautiful dove.

Asama Shisui is not as cold and insensitive as he usually behaves.

She also heard from Er Jian that he went to the welfare home to donate a truckload of supplies on the weekend. It only took him half a day to get along with the children, which was consistent with what he said: "I don't like children and childish ghosts." ]Diametrically opposed.

It is this point that Asama Shisui, with his cold appearance, has the ability to pass through more indifference in society.He possesses the empathy to be close to the feelings of others, the wisdom to point the way, and the tenderness to ignite others.

She, who was almost wiped out by debt and life, and the iron cage she built for herself, was melted by his unique and gentle heart.

Arsonist pretending to be indifferent?

Thinking of his unmotivated look, Majima Mai laughed.

wow——

Futami poured a spoonful of hot water onto Majima's white back. The undulations on his back and shoulder blades were like the pure white Pamukkale next to the ruins of the ancient city of Hierapolis in Turkey.

Shimajima turned around, motioned Futami to turn back, foamed the transparent shower gel through the bath cotton, and evenly applied it on Futami's delicate and smooth skin.The poor girl lamented that the rich girl's beautiful skin was more vibrant than her own.

".When did Tsukiumi fall in love with Shizui?"

“I liked it the first time I started school.”

"Really?"

"There's no need to lie."

"That's right. Since he hasn't responded to anyone, it doesn't make sense that our feelings come first."

"Yes. I know that liking him will cause him trouble, but I still can't help but like him."

The two were silent for a moment.

"Mai-chan, what do you like about Shizui-kun?"

".I don't know what it is specifically. It's not the kind of active liking that one would pick out among 1 people. It's passive. I can't help but want to like him. Rather than being attracted to him, it's better to say that I'm attracted to him. He filled it up. Sorry, is that too vague?”

"I can understand."

"What places does Yuehai like in still water?"

"Everything, everything about Jingshui-kun is undesirable."

"What a cunning answer. I thought you would say that Jing Shui is smart and handsome."

Futami took Majima's hand and gently placed it on his chest.
"If you only like him superficially, you may not be qualified to like him. Fortunately, in my case, every liking for him is unconscious and unreserved."

Jiandao hugged Futami.
"If we don't catch him well, he will go far away, to a place where we will never see him again."

Futami also hugged Shimajima’s arm and said,

"So, even if you can't get a response from your heart, you have to seize the time and follow him closely."

The girls were touching each other skin to skin, feeling each other's body temperature.

"Shizui-kun said to keep your distance from all of us."

"But he acquiesced to the relationship as friends and the relationship counseling department as a place."

"Jingshui-kun has his own sense of proportion in everything he does. Even if he feels alienated, he still has a warm side."

"You put it this way, Jingshui feels like a Finn."

Futami Tsukiumi's face was slightly red, and she thought of a trivia fact - Finnish people seemed to be enthusiastic and talkative when they were naked in the sauna.

"Anyway, work hard Yuehai, your opponent is not just me."

"Although, it feels good to have six people together like this. However, I will not lose."

"Well, the time spent with Jing Shui is the most important part of the day. It would be great if I could always be like today."

"If you don't have enough consciousness, you will fall behind. Also, Mai-chan, welcome back."

"We are so united, it's a bit like an alliance of the lovelorn."

"Didn't Lord Jingshui say, win first and then go to war?"

"He also said, don't worry about victory, think about defeat first."

The two smiled at each other.

It would be nice if Asama Shisui's stance on feelings was as contradictory as what he said.

Pochi got into the bathroom, and within 7 minutes he climbed onto the bed steaming hot, urging Ichijo to take a shower.

Ichijo Masumi glanced in the direction of the quiet sofa and asked,

"Has Hero fallen asleep? It seems he hasn't washed himself yet."

"Maybe it's because I'm afraid of short circuit due to water ingress~"

"I'll go take a look~"

Pochi crossed the living room lightly, walked around the sofa, and saw Asama covered with a thin blanket, already asleep.

"Ah Shui is asleep."

"How can you sleep at such a young age?"

"Do I need to wake Ah Shui up?"

"Jingsui-kun has been working very hard recently, and he worked so hard at the sports festival, so let him have a good sleep."

"Sister Boqi, has Mr. Robert been sleeping at this time lately?"

"Ah hahaha, how do I know? But according to his biological clock in sixth grade, he should at least read until 12 o'clock."

"Maybe he's too tired. Jingshui sometimes replies to messages early in the morning."

"Did the battery deteriorate due to excessive use of the power unit at the sports festival?"

"Please, your idiot, please speak less." Ichijo Masumi steadily played the role of a merciless complainer in front of the Immortal River.

"Na na~~ Since he is sleeping so deeply, let's draw a turtle on Ah Shui's face?"

Seeing the expectant look on Pochi's face, Ichijo and Futami seemed to understand the reason for Asama's lack of respect for his cousin.

"I went to take a shower."

Carrying Asama's T-shirt and a pair of nylon-spandex blended cold sports shorts, he walked into the bathroom.

Seeing that no one else had any intention of participating, Pochi had no choice but to give up.

"By the way, it seems that only Masumi-chan brought a souvenir."

"I originally wanted to pick out gifts with Jingshui-kun after school. I just ran all the way and just wanted to get to Jingshui-kun's house early."

"What souvenir did Ichijo-chan prepare? I saw Ah Shui put him in the refrigerator."

"Probably a jelly snack."

Futami replied.

Masumi Ichijo told her a few days ago that she wanted to learn how to make sweets. When she and Ichichi were cooking for lunch this morning, Ichijo took a photo of the jelly snacks and fried pork cutlets together with her mobile phone and sent it to herself.

Pochi clicked his feet and ran to the kitchen to open the refrigerator and take a look.
"Really - there's only one. Wouldn't it be a pity if I didn't eat it today?"

"Maybe it's because Masumi only made one portion, so Shizumi-kun didn't take it out."

Isn't it easy to divide it into 6 equal parts?Immortal River suddenly remembered the memory of studying the cake in equal portions.Could it be that Mr. Robert, who is stingy, thinks that borrowing flowers to offer to the Buddha will affect the mood of the gift giver, Masumi-chan, so it is better to eat alone?
Jiajima also remembered that he was only busy picking out clothes in the morning, but forgot to prepare gifts for his first visit to Asama's house.She glanced at Pochi standing in front of the refrigerator, turned to the other two girls sitting by the bed and asked,
"How about we do some souvenirs or something together?"

"Okay~ There are still a lot of ingredients for making wagashi snacks in the refrigerator."

Fusugawa and Futami nodded after hearing this, and ran to the kitchen refrigerator with Majima to check the ingredients.The kneaded dough, gelatine sheets, low-gluten flour, vanilla powder, cinnamon powder, cheese grated, lemon, sweet orange and fruit juice jam are neatly placed in the position where Asama's handwriting is posted [dessert area] , and all the condiments are available on the kitchen island.

So, what is Asama talking about when the core ingredient for making dim sum is gone?

"Should we do it together, or should we each do it separately?"

"Let's get together? How about making scones?"

"It still doesn't work. Ichijo-san hasn't come out yet, and she has already made one independently. I think Jingshui's air fryer, oven, and microwave oven are all available, so let's make each one her own."

Shimajima shook his head and rejected the invitation from the Immortal River. He took a piece of Meiji chocolate and prepared to make an iceberg lava cake that did not require the use of an oven.Although Valentine's Day has passed, the Chinese Valentine's Day, the traditional Chinese Valentine's Day, is coming soon. Giving a chocolate-flavored snack can be considered a seasonal souvenir.

Immortal Sichuan is going to make milk-flavored scones. She learned to make this snack in the orphanage before. As soon as she sees low-gluten flour, she will think of eggs, whipping cream, butter, milk, baking powder, and sugar. Kang's ingredient list, try adding some red beans and cinnamon powder?

Futami chose the heart-shaped wagashi Asama taught her to make before. After all, she saw the semi-finished raw materials in the refrigerator. If she didn't throw them away, it meant they could still be used, right?It’s nice to add a little strawberry jam to make the heart a little redder.

Boqi chose to fry quick-frozen fried dumplings. She found a bottle of apple balsamic vinegar in the corner of the refrigerator. She probably felt hungry again.
At 8:47, the thunder that lasted for nearly three hours still continued.

But neither Asama, who was sleeping soundly, nor Ichijo, who was bathing, or the girls who started working on the snack recipes on their phones and making handmade souvenirs, were disturbed by the thunderstorm.

This heavy rain is, in a sense, really good weather.

After taking a shower, I took Asama's T-shirt and smelled the scent of laundry detergent on it. I thought this.

"Miss Boqi, you finished the dumplings by yourself."

"Well, didn't everyone take pictures? It's not healthy to eat dumplings overnight anyway, and it's impossible for Ah Shui to get up in the middle of the night to look for something to eat. Eliminating food in advance is a sign of cherishing food."

"As expected of people with the surname Asama."

Jiajima and Ichijo looked at each other and couldn't help but nod.

The girls put all the snacks in the refrigerator, wore Asama's pain shirts, and sat around on the queen-size modular bed.

"So it doesn't look like a place where a boy lives alone."

Ichijo Masumi looked around the apartment and sighed. She found that everything in the room was as meticulous as Asama's, except for his hair.

"It is said that boys who keep their rooms too clean have mental illnesses~ Of course, Robert is an exception~"

Immortal Sichuan hugged a pillow, sat cross-legged on the bed, rocked back and forth and said with a smile.

She had discovered a long time ago that Asama had obsessive-compulsive disorder tendencies. The ingredients in the refrigerator were arranged in categories, and the books on the bookshelf from high to low were covered with transparent dust-proof boards on each floor.

A person who clearly seems to have a mysophobia can still smile and shake hands with a child with dirty hands. He always has multiple levels of standards in his mouth. He is not bad at all in this regard.

It was the same reason why he went to contact Satsuki and Mai-chan.

Being harsh on himself and tolerant of others may be his unique way of maturity.

"The smell at home is also very good."

Futami rested her chin on the pillow on her chest and said with a blush.

The pillow in her arms was most obviously deformed.

It's most likely Shizui-kun's regular pillow. It smells as comfortable as the one on him.

Futami, who was smelling the pillow and feeling a little dizzy, thought this.

“Hero’s body wash and shampoo have a very good fragrance, as does the laundry detergent.”

"Actually, Jingshui doesn't use perfume very much, right? There's no aromatherapy or anything like that at home, but the storage room of the love counseling department is full of these things."

You don’t use it yourself, but you sell it to others.When he thought of this, Jiandao laughed.

"???Storage room? Why didn't I see it?"

Pochi asked curiously.

"Because it's a secret door, behind the hanging painting between the two bookshelves."

"Hey, is there a bed inside?"

The other four girls looked at Pochi with strange looks.

"Ah haha, let me say, it's time to start the game of kings, right?"

"Will it disturb Jingshui?"

"Then turn off the lights first. It'll be fine if we keep our voices down~"

"Well~ let's tell ghost stories~ I have a lot of stories here~"

"I say, it's better not to do it. Maybe Hero-kun is a very light sleeper?"

"With so much thunder outside, it's impossible for Jing Shui to have a light sleep."

"Ah Shui is indeed a heavy sleeper. Well, he has been like this since he was a child. Maybe even a slap in the face won't wake him up!"

"If one slap doesn't work, maybe two will wake you up~"

"It's better to go to bed now."

Erjian decided to pretend to be asleep first, lead everyone to sleep together, and then start taking action in the middle of the night.

"Eh? It's too early to go to bed at this time."

"If you ask me, then bring Ah Shui to play with you, and there won't be any problem of disturbing you or not!"

Girls, you look at me and I look at you.

In the end, waking Asama up became the consensus to pass the vote without raising hands. (End of chapter)