Tokyo Wingman King

July 7st is the first day of Yinghe Cultural Festival.

After preparing for the cultural festival, Pochi explained to Futami that his parents died unexpectedly and he returned to his hometown for a while. He was in an extremely good mood since the morning jog and kept giggling next to Asama.

The two of them hadn't had breakfast before their morning run, so it probably wasn't because they ate something bad.

Asama had an answer in her heart that she didn't want to admit - the reason why Poch was happy was because she had six more days to live with him and could go back to her hometown with him.

It was only 5:45 when I got home after running.

After the two of them took a shower, Pochi asked Asama to help her pierce her hair in exchange for making breakfast. Her long, slender, soft golden hair was easy to take care of, but Asama didn't know how to do the so-called Chinese bun hair. The one Futami did for her was too complicated, so she reluctantly cooperated with Bochi and got a simple but round hairdo. Bun head.

Asama suddenly thought of the video she had seen in her previous life of her father using a vacuum cleaner to tie his daughter's hair.

The mixed-race blond girl put on a light sportswear suit, put on her necklace, stuffed her cell phone with a water bottle pendant and her dog-head wallet into her pockets, and turned around in the mirror twice before going out.

"Asama's suit equipment is completed! The little warrior of love and justice, Asama Pachi has transformed!"

"Why are you having a seizure so early in the morning?"

"Ah Shui, can you bring snacks? Cultural festival."

"It shouldn't have any impact."

“The Eiwa Cultural Festival is great~~~”

Just like a primary school student on a spring outing.

They were greeted by a warm Tokyo when they went out.

The weather was so hot that as soon as Pochi went out, he ran to the convenience store and ate ice cream.

The temperature displayed by the weather software on the mobile phone is 34°C. Even though it is a little lower than the temperature of the previous two days, it is not obvious and it is still annoying.

"Ah Shui, do you want to take a sip? The combination of one-third melted and two-thirds slightly hard is the best taste~"

Her milky white skin glowed under the diffuse reflection of the Tokyo sun. Pochi stretched out his arm and handed a scoop of ice cream to Asama's mouth.

"No. Don't like sugar."

"Huh~ I'm drinking grape-flavored Fanta water, how dare you say that!"

"That's because I choose to tolerate the sugar in order to savor the flavor."

"If you like something, shouldn't you like everything about it?"

"A child's view. If you like something, you should tolerate all of it."

Pochi thought thoughtfully for a while, then held Asama's sleeve with one hand and said with a smile,

"I tolerate all Ah Shui's shortcomings~~~"

You really dare to say that.

"Hey, Ah Shui~~Hmm, why does the strawberry-flavored ice cream have strawberry bits, but the vanilla-flavored ice cream doesn't have vanilla?"

Didn’t you eat grape-flavored ice cream?

"Don't say you don't have it just because you haven't seen it. You can buy vanilla ice cream with vanilla seeds online."

"Will Ah Shui do it?"

"Don't do it."

"Eh----"

Asama finished the 5°C grape-flavored Fanta and accompanied Pochi to school early.

The cultural festival officially begins at 9 o'clock. People like Asama who arrive at school at 6: are basically the ones who arrive early to do the final preparations.

At the door were people from the Student Union and the Discipline Committee. Their expressions became visibly nervous when they saw Asama approaching.

Pochi handed over the ticket Futami gave her, and someone from the student union stamped a stamp in the date column of the first day on the ticket.

There are also 4 free experience coupons on each ticket. Based on the average experience fee of Yinghe Student Union class of 500 yen, each ticket is equivalent to a value of 2000 yen.

For this cultural festival, a total of 12000 tickets were distributed for free, which was close to the number of people received in a single day of the sports festival, which meant that the expenditure on ticket experience tickets alone reached 2400 million yen.

I heard that because she and Shimajima didn't have anyone to invite, the other tickets were all given away to Fusukawa.

"No matter how many times I come here, I will always feel that Ah Shui and you guys are a bit exaggerated~"

"It's certainly not small compared to other high schools in Tokyo, but it's only 60% the size of Keijuku University."

There are a lot of high schools in China that occupy thousands of acres.

The two passed by the main square.

It is said that the Pocky Domino, which is going to set a Guinness World Record, is already under construction, with wind walls erected around it.

Asama doesn't like dominoes.

It takes a long time to build something, but it only takes a few seconds to destroy something.

More importantly, most people will view this destruction with appreciation.

This feeling of nothingness is not the "eternal absence of light" or "shining blankness" in Eastern philosophy mentioned by Cioran.

But many people will think, isn’t this just a variation of fireworks? Don't you like fireworks?

Really can't say I like it.

But the domino mechanism in "Tom and Jerry" or the domino advertisement for Honda's new Accord car parts that was only successful for NG606 are quite good. Interesting ideas can make Asama tolerate his prejudice against domino.

On the playground, Kuroda took Takeda to run laps in the large playground, and strangely, Kyoko Abe also joined them.

No wonder Kuroda's running posture is a bit awkward.

Shura Field.

"Robert-kun~"

"Good morning~ Shizui-kun, are you here with Miss Pochi?"

"Jingshui, you brought a lot of snacks."

Majima looked at Asama in surprise as he would a child.

Asama decisively handed the bag of snacks in his hand to Pochi.

"F-san, let Pochi help with the layout of the outdoor area. I'll go to the love counseling department first."

"Jingshui-kun, don't you need our help? Make records or something."

"Need not."

Asama walked into teaching building A, opened the shoe cabinet, and a pile of love letters fell to the floor.

I don’t know if it’s because of the promotional video, but there were 10 times more people writing letters.

It seems that Fugu will have to wait for a while.

Asama would read every love letter quickly, naturally not for pleasure or to collect information.

Already vaguely at the top of Yinghe, he always felt that those who would send letters were not all love-minded people with crooked eyes, or snobbish people with greed for profit. Maybe there would be fools who would ask him for help in this way.

He stuffed the love letter into his school bag, put on his shoes, and walked towards the literary club building.

There were more fights in the corridor, but when these people noticed Asama approaching, they would unconsciously stop, lower their voices, and wait for the expressionless white-haired Asama to walk by.

And some people who can tell they are second-year students just by looking at the collar of their school uniforms will even directly call "Asama-sama" to greet Asama.

Asama would respond to their unthinking respect with a slight nod.

Rivals, friends, rumors, contradictory existence, indifferent expressions, and striking white hair have isolated Asama Shisui from most possibilities of being provoked.

"Do you think the teacher is more handsome without a girl next to him?"

"Because the momentum of a beast walking alone is the most terrifying."

"Have you heard of this rumor? Asama-sama can teach others how to use makeup to improve their appearance by 20 points, or he can apply makeup on himself to reduce his appearance by 20 points. He doesn't want his outstanding beauty to reduce his majesty."

"Asama-sama, your makeup skills are so good! There is no trace of makeup at all!"

"No wonder. Sometimes I think the great teacher is so handsome, and sometimes I think the great teacher is just plain."

"After all, [the Great Teacher is a person who can manipulate people's senses], similar to Shokuhou Misaki from A Certain Magical Index or Kafka from The Collapsed Star Railroad?"

"Why are they all queens? Can't you use Bleach's Aizen, Naruto's Itachi, Hunter's Owl Yapuo or Knight as an example?"

"Those who are still watching these anime must be old people! In short, don't trust your eyes too much. Mr. Asama has been asking this question for everyone [seeing the essence through the phenomenon]."

"I heard from Takishima-sama, [The master is at least a Ph.D. in psychology. If you stick your butt out, he will know what you are going to do.]"

"Takishima-sama doesn't put shit and pee in his mouth!"

After burning all the love letters and judging that he might have at least 3 different support groups, Asama returned to the literary club building from the courtyard, wiped the soles of his feet with a shoe polisher, and walked into the literary club where the floor had been re-waxed yesterday. building.

Walking up to the third floor, I saw a "girl" standing at the door of the love counseling department from one end of the corridor.

Domia Tomiya Hitoshi, who was currently wearing the Eiwa girls' school uniform, turned back to greet Asama.

Before Asama could get closer, a burst of fragrance came over him.

"Ah, morning, great teacher."

Neutral and gentle voice, gender-neutral. The current transvestite Fugu's appearance has reached between 7 and 8, and her reputation for Japanese makeup magic is well-deserved.

Although he has a small part of the credit, magnifying the advantages of the facial features is entirely due to Fugu's own research.

"Sorry, there was a delay."

"I just arrived here, poof——"

Fugu suddenly laughed.

"what happened?"

"The great teacher's white hair is very impressive, but he looks like he has been overworked."

Just changing your face with makeup, can you also change your personality?

Asama opened the door of the love consultation department, turned on the air conditioner, opened the curtains, asked Jin Fugu to take a seat, and started boiling water to make tea.

"Teacher, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to consult with me."

"Well, tell me. What's going on with you and Kamiya."

The system mission has expired, and Asama is not worried about being targeted by a third gender group after the mission is completed.

"I rejected Kamiya."

An unexpected answer.

what's the situation? I haven't paid attention to it for more than a week. Is the progress so fast?

"Reason for rejection? Are you going to take the aloof way?"

"No, I have recognized my true intention, Teacher, I actually"

Tomiya Jin suddenly looked at Asama with firm eyes.

"What's your true intention?"

Asama frowned, and the pseudo-girl's firm eyes were immediately shattered.

"Well. I. I actually like. girls."

Asama let out a big sigh of relief, it wasn't like he had to bear a new heaviness.

"In this current state, do you like girls?"

"Isn't it possible?"

Tomiya's lying skills are terrible, but Asama knows that now is definitely not the time to pretend to be smart and expose him.

"Yes. However, just as your goodwill and enthusiasm for Kamiya have faded. I suggest you be cautious about your next relationship. I have made mistakes several times before and forcefully promoted the kind of relationship that is about falling in love for the sake of falling in love. This kind of relationship is better than the tide. It’s even more unreliable.”

Fugu's voice suddenly returned to a boy's voice,

"The Great Teacher has also made mistakes?"

"So I need to pay for these mistakes."

Just like in the beginning Asama used the crude logic [Kamiyama likes girls, Tomiya likes Kamiyama = Tomiya becomes a girl and Kamiyama likes him] to transform Tomiya, but Tomiya was left to silently bear all the pressure of becoming a transvestite.

At the same time, the system seemed to be playing a terrible role again.

Looking at Tomiya's eyes, Asama regretted it at the moment.

The water was already boiling. Asama heated a cup, brewed a pot of Anji white tea, and poured a cup for Tomiya.

"Teacher, it turns out that you opened this love counseling department not just for games?"

".Why do you say that?"

"Don't you know? Someone in our L class is spreading the word - the love counseling department is called [Sama Asama]'s brainwashing room. The price for being popular is to accept being brainwashed by you."

Asama swallowed the question "Do you think you have been brainwashed by me?" He knew what Tomiya would say next if he asked this question.

"It seems that this statement is not widely circulated on the forum."

"I don't know about this."

It seems that there are serious loopholes in the intelligence. While Komaba was busy building the school's database, he fell into an information cocoon.

"There are indeed some problems in the operation of the love counseling department. Thank you for your information, Fugu, it has been of great help. In return, if you encounter any problems in the future, just contact me. In addition, since I have not provided support for your love counseling , I will refund you all the previous consultation fees.”

After Asama said this, he took out a few envelopes from the drawer and handed them to Tomiya.

"Teacher, I give you all the money willingly."

Why does this sentence sound weird?

"Teacher, you deliberately spread that information because you have more important things to do, so it would be better if you were free in the love counseling department, am I right?"

Have you also become a mind-boggling monster? Rich Valley!

"At the beginning, I was also wondering why Teacher Da's fees are so expensive. Is it because I am short of money? Later I realized that high fees are just one part of setting the threshold. In addition, as for saying that Teacher Da, you are not attractive at the beginning, it is purely I'm blind, I hope you don't care about it, maybe that's what you want me to say."

Stop talking, otherwise I will feel that the love counseling department is my brainwashing room.

Asama pushed the envelope in front of Tomiya and found a new topic.

"Tell me what happened when you met Yana? You guys just went on a date last week, right?"

Fugu Ren quickly stood up and waved his hands like a real and charming girl.

"It's definitely not a date! I have absolutely no other thoughts about her."

". Just tell me the situation directly."

"Well, according to my judgment, she seems to have male phobia and social disorder, Teacher. You'd better ask her yourself."

Tomiya Jin did not tell Asama about the fact that [their conversation could only proceed normally when they were talking about Mr. Dai].

Asama took a sip of tea and knocked on the table.

As the auxiliary supervisor, Fusukawa also mentioned that Hanami has always shown that he listens to advice and works hard, but in fact there is no progress.

"I understand. As I said before, Banami's friendship with you is entirely her personal wish and has nothing to do with me. You shouldn't have any grudges."

"Hanami is indeed a very good girl. Uh, I mean, I don't mean to be interested in her. I would still like to have such a friend. After all, we have the same hobbies."

"What hobby."

"That. Late-night animation, models, outfits. In short, a lot."

After chatting for a few more words, Asama skipped the topic of Nanami and talked about Tomiya's current self-positioning, small goals in life and other topics.

"It feels like a three-party meeting."

Tomiya listened to Asama's repeated questions, suddenly glanced out the window and sighed.

Asama heard Tomiya say that he preferred his current appearance to being a handsome guy, which would make him feel [special].

Asama's desire to interfere subsided, she thought for a moment and suggested to Tomiya Jin,

"In your own self-consistent morality and responsibility, understanding yourself, being yourself, and pleasing yourself are more important than gaining favor from anyone. Fugu, a person with his own beliefs, whether wearing a tie or a bow tie, is dazzling Yes. If you stick to this path, I will cheer you on."

Fugu suddenly shed tears.

"Teacher, my family actually doesn't understand me. They said it was their biggest mistake not to cultivate me into a man. I have already moved out to live alone."

"How long"

"one month"

Asama smiled and said,

"Having been able to live alone outside for a month, you are already more like a man than many people. In addition, being a man is by no means something that can be defined externally. Let me show you your firmer, more confident, and more stable emotions. Let’s see the family.”

".They are not as easy to communicate with as you, the great teacher."

"You need to use foam before shaving to prevent bleeding. To change a person's prejudice, you must first speak softly to gain approval. Your current pain comes from you loving them, but they don't understand you. Then forget the rest, please Love magnifies and thank them more. Use the money I refund you to think about what gifts to buy for your family. Even if it is vulgar material, there is spirit running in it."

Tomiya Jin's confused expression amplifies how cute he is when dressed as a woman.

"Isn't this a bribe?"

"There is no such thing as bribery among family members. The more important thing is that you have to believe in yourself. You are an excellent person, but the next words may be a bit arrogant - all the counselors who accept my suggestions in the love counseling department Here, you have the most positive changes, and your inner changes are even greater than your outer changes. And the person who realizes this change is yourself.

Therefore, please be sure to put yourself first, love yourself, and live for yourself. Everyone who truly loves you will be happy to see you like this. "

Fugu Ren thanked him, covered his face with his arms and ran out of the love counseling department without even taking the money.

Asama decided to transfer the money on the table to him via electronic transfer.

In fact, there is still something left unsaid.

Sacrificing oneself for someone worthy of love is also a kind of living for oneself.

But this kind of thing, especially the relationship with family members, can only be understood by oneself, otherwise it will become a shameful moral constraint.

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family?

Asama drank a cup of white tea and relaxed for half an hour in the love counseling department. (End of chapter)