Tokyo Wingman King

Chapter 203 200. Moonlight Walk and a Confession That’s Not a Confession

As if falling from the sky to the earth, my heart continues to swing dizzyingly.

Asama Shizuzu's breath, Asama Shizuzu's body temperature, Asama Shizuzu's fragrance
She wanted to possess everything about him forever.

“It would be nice if every week was exam week.”

Futami Tsukiumi was at the door of her apartment downstairs, looking at Asama's leaving figure and murmuring to herself.

The time I spent with Asama today was still about doing the same thing, which was a pity.

She had obviously prepared sleeping pills, but on a whim, Asama took her to visit Seicheng Ishii Supermarket and bought some ingredients and a few cans of grape-flavored Fanta.

He also carries his own water bottle in his bag on weekends.

It's really difficult to do.
Futami Tsukiumi returned home, hugged the orange doll Asama gave her, and fell on the bed.

As the leader of the study group, she did not get along well with other students today.

Maybe it was a matter of willingness. She didn't have much energy to smile or speak in front of people other than Asama.

Therefore, when she expressionlessly took out the test paper and handed it to others, their reaction was reluctant.

The only person who asked her to continuously exercise her orbicularis oris, masseter, buccinator, and orbicularis oculi muscles was Asama Shisui.

When Asama was reviewing modern literature with her, they talked about poetry and distant places.

The reason why poetry makes people feel beautiful is that poetry is not applicable to daily life, and the same applies to distant places.

The sense of distance from daily life makes them appear fresh and mysterious.

Of course she knew that what he wanted to say was that distance brings beauty, because before the two of them came together, he moved his butt to the opposite side of the coffee table.

Jingshui-kun.

Poetry is far away from the distance, but you are further away than the distance.

Of course, there are also some tender spots.

He noticed from yesterday's lunch that there were too many last-minute ingredients in his refrigerator, so he went to the supermarket to buy things for her.

It feels so good for the two of them to go shopping in the supermarket together, like a newlywed couple.

Why does he suppress himself?

Futami and Shimajima’s romance novel discussion group has also discussed a lot of real-life love, no matter how glamorous the men are - they have to go to bed within 3 hours of meeting, married men engage in extramarital affairs, and use violence against their girlfriends. Their behavior is full of Patriarchal greed and desire for control.

But the fact is that these men who are not even as big as Asama's toes, these men who are completely unworthy of love, are still being accommodated by those stupid women.

Why is Asama unwilling to open up his love?
She wanted to hug him again, want to kiss him, taste every inch of his skin, feel his strength and warmth, and listen to him whisper in her ears the beautiful love words he wrote in other people's love letters.

She knew that he must want it too, but he didn't want to hurt her because of desire.

But Futami Tsukiumi is not afraid at all, she wants to wander the world with him.Even if she turns into an ugly old woman, gets sick, or the two of them are in big trouble, she firmly believes that they will not abandon each other, and they will stay together without sacrificing their lives.

Now that you are in this situation, why do you want to become a "crutch" and pursue abstract and vague love?

Platinum high wheel, in the dead of night,
The poem of the Portuguese poet Pessoa flashed in the mind of the Great Ming God [Everything and I are absurd silence, I miss you at this time]

The girl rolled on the bed twice and buried her little face in the doll in depression.

In the final analysis, the charm of you is not enough!It's so useless! ! !
I studied the questions all night but failed to gain any skills.

But Asama was still very satisfied.

After all, the 300% learning efficiency is there.

He can actually feel a sense of gain - the knowledge is infiltrated in the brain cells, and he can easily extract it even in 10 years' time.

In the previous June monthly test, the 6th study group scored 5% of the questions, and he got 90th place.This time he had more preparation time. He was confident that he could bypass more of the traps laid by Yinghe teachers who were even more insidious than Miyazaki Hidetaka and get a better score.

Asama squeezed the Mita Line back to Shiba Park, walking towards the apartment while carrying words with [act] as the root or affix.

[interact], [actualization], [actuarial], [activism], [activeness] People with action are often closely connected with these words.But why does [acton] mean armor and [actor] mean actor?Asama could only associate memories with things like Ultraman, Kamen Rider, and Armored Warrior.So, "Ultraman Blaze" will be released tomorrow, right?
Asama, who was connecting English knowledge through association, suddenly stopped.

About 30 meters ahead, at the door of the apartment building he rented, Asama saw someone he didn't expect.

Fusugawa Rise leaned on the stone pillar at the door of the apartment, looking up at the sky.

Today is a full moon.

The girl did not put on her hunting hat. She was wearing a black and white patchwork T-shirt and a pair of denim hot pants that exposed her slender legs. The halo of the vitality idol dissipated from her body, and her face only looked like an astronaut staring into the dark universe. With an expression as lonely as the lonely earth.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Fusukawa turned his head and met Asama's eyes.

The idol who made the entire underground rock circle in Tokyo fascinated by her, it only took less than half a second to regain her strength and smiled at Asama like a summer solstice smile on earth.

Immortal River's dreamlike hair fluttered in the wind. She adjusted her bangs with her hands. Although her side was the windward side, Asama could smell the fragrance.

"Oh~~~Robert-kun~~~What a coincidence~~~"

A greeting full of energy arrived at Asama's receiving device together with a gaze as dazzling as a little sun.

"You might as well say this at the door of my house."

"Good idea~~~ But the access control here is too strict. I called your room's access control phone but no one answered~"

"Is there a problem?"

"Robert-kun, I obviously have a lot of things to communicate with you, but you have been avoiding me. Did you just shoot at the target and not care whether there was a target or not?"

"Don't you have a lot of things to do of your own?"

"It's not as important as Robert-kun's thing~ By the way, why don't you invite me upstairs for a drink?"

"Where did you learn that uncle's accent?"

"It's a pity that the rain has stopped, otherwise it would turn into a dog that got soaked by the rain, and maybe it would be able to enter your home."

Do you know something?Detective Immortal River?

"Sorry, I'm allergic to dog hair."

Seeing that Asama had no intention of taking her home, Fusukawa didn't force her and smiled slightly.
"So - look at the moonlight today, how about taking a walk with me? Robert-kun?"

The moonlight hung in the night sky, like a white sugar cube in black coffee, making the night a little sweeter.

Immortal River Rise is a sweeter and more fragrant spice on this night.

She is as light as white velvet and as heavy as the white Paros marble used to carve the Venus de Milo.

"It's okay to take a walk in the middle of the night, just remember to go home early."

The spices of Tokyo night were crushed into pieces and mixed into the night.

Immortal River blinked at Asama,

"Follow me~Robert-kun."

The two walked slowly north along Sakurada Avenue between Shiba Park and Azabu.

The lights of Tokyo Tower are on in the distance, and the summer wind seems to be summoned by the tower, blowing in the direction of the tower.

"The weather is really nice~ It's a clear and windy night~ Do you like it, Robert-kun~"

"Ah."

"I love it so much too~~~~~~"

Immortal River thought of something and took out two small squares wrapped in paper from the small pocket of his jeans.

"Taste it~"

"What the-uh-!"

Immortal River stuffed the small square in the paper into Asama's mouth with one hand, and Asama tasted the fragrance of Immortal River's hand as his fingers touched his lips.

“The nougat I made~is it delicious~~~”

It is sweet but not greasy, not as hard as expected, and not sticky to the teeth. The light and airy texture of butter and marshmallow complements the solid peanuts and chopped almonds. In addition, the nougat itself has a wonderful sweetness.

"Did you add lavender honey?"

"Have you tasted this too~Robert-kun is amazing in every aspect~"

"The cost has increased."

“Things that satisfy you are more suitable to share with others~~~”

As if he had won a lottery, Immortal River narrowed his eyes happily into a slit, and the look revealed in that slit became a poem——

【I long to spend every peaceful dusk in the eyes of my lover. 】

The unrestrained and innocent smile seems to make the fake come true.

"Are the gifts for the welfare home ready?"

“Candies, packaging, and albums are all OK~~~”

"How was the communication with the band and manager?"

“Everything is ready~”

"So, is there anything you need to communicate with me?"

The vitality girl is like a WINK transmitter. Every time she speaks a word, she will give Asama a playful wink.

"A lot of things can only be said in person, are more formal, have more weight, and are easier to impress people, right?"

Sorry, the content of the chat just now does not contain [formal], [weighty], or [impressive] at all. It is worse than those drinks that are labeled as juice but only contain 5% juice.

Asama found that the two of them had already passed Tokyo Tower, and their footsteps were gradually moving farther and farther away, aimlessly.

Immortal River did not speak any more.

The girl put her hands behind her back, hummed a little song, walked briskly, and led Asama through night Tokyo.

I was led away by the nose for no apparent reason.

Asama touched his nose. There was no nose ring, and he was not a minotaur.He felt that Immortal River was a little abnormal at the moment. Her restrained love was not hidden. If it was a confession, it would be better to refuse.

Asama put on the props and silently followed the girl to roam around Tokyo's Minato District at night.

The night in Tokyo is still shining at almost 11 o'clock.

Not far away stands a huge new landmark, Tokyo’s modern urban forest—Azabudai Hills.This tallest building in Japan, located in Minato City, facing Tokyo Tower, shows the ambition of a city.

As far as Asama knows, this landmark brings together the world's first JANU luxury hotel from Aman, as well as luxury brands such as Hermes, Dior, Cartier, Celine, and Bvlgari. It will replace Ginza in Tokyo in the future. , connecting Toranomon and Rokumaki to create a Tokyo version of "Oxford Street" for the city's new rich.

Luxury goods are conspicuous waste of the leisure class, and their functionality is extremely poor. The more you understand them, the less you like them.

"Robert-kun, why do the sun and the moon only have one round in the sky?"

Immortal River pointed at the moon and asked suddenly.

"You should open the Bible or those mythological books and ask the Creator what they think."

"The only earth, the only moon, the only sun, this coincidence is indeed quite idealistic."

"That's because your perspective on this is idealistic."

"But, as for me, I found the second sun in my life~"

The light from the street lamp casts on the face of Immortal River, giving it a mirage-like beauty.

Asama paused and said,

"Everyone will try to abstract some concrete things, so everyone has their own sun and moon in their hearts."

Immortal River showed a very curious expression, leaned closer and asked,
"Robert-kun, what are your sun and moon?"

"Knowledge and morality."

"It's so abstract. It really matches Robert's answer~~~Authentic certification~~~"

Instead, Asama continued to answer seriously,

"Knowledge gives birth to wisdom, drives the world, and shines on all things like the sun, but the sun is as fierce as the sun. What supports people groping in the dark is receiving light from knowledge and reflecting the light, like the waxing and waning of the moon, but it will never sink. morality."

"Yeah, then Robert-kun's biggest enemy is Yun! No wonder Robert-kun is a little Sun Party~~~"

I didn’t fill out the organization application form at all, okay?

"Robert-kun, do you know who my sun is?"

"I don't know, but you must be the sunshine of many people." "I'm not spreading knowledge~~~"

"That is my sun. I mean, F-san, you are passionate, generous, kind and talented. For many people, you are the sun that spreads light and heat."

"Does Mr. Robert also feel my light and heat?"

Immortal River suddenly held Asama's hand. Her palm was warmer than Asama's, and her eyes were staring at Asama.

There was admiration and trust in her eyes, but more importantly, it was something self-evident.

"There has been less light and heat recently, and there have been a lot less social poverty alleviation activities."

Asama responded to the Immortal River with a critical look.

Immortal Sichuan squeezed his still beautiful facial features and said with a wry smile,
"Why is it such a strange word again~"

"This word is the charming portrayal of your light and heat."

"However, in front of your light and heat, I am more like a moth and a braggart."

The girl's words and eyes completely broke the atmosphere that Asama had deliberately maintained.

Asama, who has a physical strength of 7, can even break free from Pochi, but he can't break free from her soft but strong five fingers.

"Kuafu begins to understand before he reads, starts to act before he thinks, and works diligently, but in vain. It is as tragic as a moth that eventually turns into a wisp of smoke or a pinch of ashes."

"But he is Sisyphus in the East. He is not a toy of the gods. He has no predetermined destiny, but he still has no hesitation. He is freer and more worthy of praise. If I were Kuafu, I would be luckier than him, because The sun in front of me will not kill me."

"."

The two looked at each other, and Fusukawa laughed cleverly again, and continued to lead Asama north along the road.Before I knew it, I walked through Toranomon from the southern end of Shiba Park.

He thought that Immortal River was going to confess, but every time he felt that this was the time for her to confess, Immortal River just swallowed the words in his mouth.

Just tease him.

It’s time to turn passivity into initiative.

"Sang F, are things going well with the band?"

After the Dead Warriors' new album became a hit, there were no large-scale performances, and even small performances were basically cancelled. As an emerging rock band that is gaining popularity, their management company's approach seems strange.

Even some people on the online forum could tell that Immortal Sichuan and the others had a problem.

Was it hidden because of unhappy cooperation?
"The Chinese Valentine's Day performance went very well~ Mr. Robert, if I get on a bigger stage, will you put down the book in your hand and come to the scene to call me?"

Why is the prerequisite to put down the book in your hand?
"Okay. But the band is having trouble, right?"

"We can solve this ourselves. Robert-kun doesn't need to take action~ By the way, Robert-kun, do you like the title of Captain of the RISE Guards?"

I have no intention of helping out, and don’t give me some random titles.

The atmosphere was controlled by Immortal River again.

I walked nearly 3 kilometers. This was not a walk, but a race walk!

Although walking very slowly.One hour has passed since we set off from the apartment.

Looking at the Immortal River, like Jackie Chan in the movie, he crossed the railing of the park and looked at himself with a proud expression.

Asama followed and walked into the set of "The Garden of Words".

In the middle of the pool, which looks very old but is actually only over 100 years old, is a crane-shaped sculpture.

There are delicate maples beside the water, which complement the towering pine trees in the park and the Japanese-style bamboo fences along the road.

The two walked into the pavilion where the forbidden love between the teacher and the student in "The Garden of Words" began.

Asama's inexplicable premonition came again.

Although I am called a great teacher by everyone, I am not your teacher, Immortal River.

"Robert-kun, the air here is very comfortable."

Normally, with so many plants in the park, the air at night would be worse.

"It's very comfortable."

"Hee - I haven't heard Robert Repeater appear for a long time."

"I'm tired from taking a walk."

"Robert-kun, who can easily run a marathon, is he too modest?"

The light was already very dim, but Asama could clearly feel the bright smile as always.

"Really tired. - Bang!"

There were a lot of mosquitoes by the water in summer, so he became concerned about whether the legs of the Immortal Sichuan Bai Shengsheng would suffer.

"Robert-kun, do you feel this way?"

"What kind of feeling?"

"Our souls are attracting each other. Even though you didn't say anything, I knew what you were thinking."

".My regards?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Robert, I won't cause you any trouble."

You've been bothering me for an hour at night, sis!

"So, Mr. R, I will not confess to you."

"."

"Mr. R, true love is climbing up the ladder. But the relationship between lovers is not a necessary stage of love. I know you will agree with my point of view."

"."

"Robert, who is restrained and mature and doesn't believe in love, if I say, I will not let you lose yourself, I will not interfere with the life you have decided, and I will not add a lock called a lover to your freedom. .So, can you face the good feelings between you and me?"

The Immortal River who said these words did not even take a step closer to him, maintaining a sense of boundary that made Asama confused.

The good impression towards the Immortal River existed very early on.

She is more perfect and noble than most people.

She is more of an aristocrat than an aristocrat.

She could pick up everything he wanted to express implicitly.

She could see the meaning of the three paintings in her room at a glance.

There was a resonance between fake things between her and him.

She spent another month demonstrating the special nature of her feelings for him—that he was not the target of her noble compassion.

In her pursuit of freedom, she is even acting as his pawn.

In other words, it is true that no one understands [Shisui Asama]'s yearning better than her, but to satisfy this yearning, she will give up her own [precious counterfeit].

"The good impression exists, but I'm not as good as you think."

"The good impression exists, but I'm not as good as you think."

Immortal River Rise repeated Asama Shisui's words.

The two fakes regarded each other's honesty as humility.

"Mr. R, you may not be able to understand that in my heart, from the very beginning, you have been the sunshine I love and the sun I admire, My only and one. I know you will doubt the longevity of this feeling, but Just like what you said at the beginning - [I didn't choose you, but you chose you]. If you have always been the you I see now, then this feeling will be preserved in the same way that you remain yourself. in my heart."

"But the me you see is not me."

"Mr. R, I think it would be better to be honest about many things. I have seen your maturity, altruism, and independence, as well as your depression, chaos, and loneliness. I like them all, but the one I like the most is It’s your thinking and pursuit of love.”

"."

"Mr. R, you said that love is a form of death. Love is a loss that you have but must eventually be passed on to others. Sometimes, I think, dying for you or dying for someone is not A bad decision."

Asama suppressed the unprecedented throbbing. The Immortal River seemed to have become a collection of shadows of all the emotions in his previous life, making him breathless.
Even though he couldn't see the girl's face clearly, he still closed his eyes.

"Every word you say is a chain of locks. Just like a person who repays kindness, every kindness towards him is a necessary response obligation. And the obligations that human life can bear are limited."

"I happen to have the same feeling. Our goal has always been achievement, not kidnapping, right? I also said that this is not about a confession of love, but about whether our relationship can be as good as our common pursuit. That way, forever."

"Good friend F-san."

Qianjian took a breath and glanced at the bright moon in the sky. The Immortal River is an undead race. Is wisdom blessed by the full moon?

Immortal River didn't say anything else, and the two of them just stayed like this, swatting mosquitoes from time to time and listening quietly to the croaking of frogs and the chirping of cicadas.

It was getting late, Asama and Fusukawa walked out of the park.

Asama, who obtained the name "Eternal Friend", called a taxi and took his friend Fusukawa downstairs to Meguro's apartment.

Shiina, a blue-haired punk girl, stared at her at the apartment door with ferocious eyes.

Are the friends of friends not my friends?
Asama felt reassured by this realistic relationship.

Fortunately, there are still many people who hate me in this world, otherwise, I might really be twisted into a common man by the system.

Fusugawa Rise said hello to Shiina and was not in a hurry to enter the apartment building.

She turned to face Asama, letting the street lights outside the apartment shine on her face like stage lights, and whispered,

"Mr. R, actually today I just want to say thank you and give you a taste of nougat. Hehe~~ Of course, there is also a song written for you. I sent you the DEMO. After you go back and listen to it, I will give it to you. I’ll give you a long review~~~”

Fusukawa unleashed another wink plus biu combo on Asama before returning to the apartment with Shiina.

So is the Great Demon King the Immortal River?

This kind of confession, which is not a confession but is 10 times more attractive than a confession, almost makes him unable to deal with it.

If only I could be so cold as to refuse to be friends.

Asama reflected on himself, clicked on the audio message from the Immortal River, put on his headphones and listened -

"Too many people have no strength left.
The world needs philanthropists.

There has never been a savior in this world,

You can’t give up on yourself!

Don't be afraid, children!
Dear friends, let us set off quickly!
Let's go to Africa and drill 10000 wells,

Let your children say BYEBYE to their thirst~
Let’s go to America and build 1000 hospitals.
Let children say BYEBYE to diseases~
Let’s go to Asia and open 1000 bookstores in it,
Let children say BYEBYE to ignorance~
The world was originally flat,

The power of unity is infinite~
All the money will be spent one day.
Unless you use it to grow flowers for all seasons.

If you can,

Leave it all to our philanthropists~
If you can,

Leave it all to our philanthropists~”

Immortal River's guitar playing and singing are more like a cheerful children's song than rock music.

Travel around the world and do charity together?
a rather attractive proposition
You are also my sun, Immortal River.

Fusugawa Rise was lying on the bed, responding to her roommate's interrogation at random.

"Nothing happened?"

"Nothing happened."

"Does he know your thoughts?"

"Almost~"

"What is almost?"

Immortal River did not respond, and the moonlight seemed to pamper her, shining on her through the window.

The girl hugged the panda doll and whispered her unspoken words until she fell into a deep sleep.

　200 days, 200 chapters, I hope it gets better and better.I feel like there are some problems with this chapter, but I'm tired, so let's do this for now.

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