Tokyo Wingman King

On July 7, the 22th Yinghe Cultural Festival entered its second day.

Asama took Pochi for a run early in the morning. Although they woke up at the same time, they still couldn't catch up with the dawn in Tokyo.

The sun appeared too early, and like a social animal in Tokyo, he consciously extended his working hours.

This is probably why Murakami goes to bed before 9 o'clock and gets up around 4 o'clock for a run.

In short, Asama's desire to run increased after meeting Murakami, a running addict. He is no longer doing it to improve his physical strength or skills, but to truly immerse himself in the running time.

Thoreau once said, "Whatever you have never seen in your life, you will one day find it under your feet." 】

Although he was talking about walking, Asama likes the philosophical meaning of "What you see is under your feet", and it is as popular as the lyrics of the ending theme of "Journey to the West" in 86.

Asama retracted the arbitrary and violent statement that "people who like sports are jerks".

For those who like running, every step on the ground is more important than any philosophical chicken soup.

Because running is running, there is no need to give it any meaning of tempering, freedom, persistence, and transcendence. Only narcissistic people will regard the goal as a process.

However, Asama and Murakami are different.

He couldn't really empty his mind while running. When his body was moving, his brain slowly emptied out with the pace, and then Asama filled it with more things.

Qian Jian's emptying is for better thinking.

He didn't wear headphones today, didn't listen to music or the radio, or an interview.

After running three laps, Asama had finished reviewing in his mind the irrational philosophy he had been studying on his own this semester.

Kierkegaard, Schopenhauer, Heidegger, Sartre, Camus, Russell, Wittgenstein, Scheler, Husserl, Saussure, Lacan, Foucault, Derrida, Chomsky , Baudrillard and other names, works, core concepts, and theoretical frameworks are tumbling in my brain.

At the same time, he always has the feeling that the more he knows, the less he knows.

In the past, I only knew about Adorno, Marcuse, and Habermas of the Frankfurt School. Later I learned that Althusser’s structuralism & Marxism also had a huge influence, leading to Badiou, Rancière, Žižek, and Forrest Gump. Ben et al.

And to understand these people, I also learned that the names and works of Bourdieu, Colletti, Merleau-Ponty, Lyotard, Rorty, and many more appeared.

The amount of reading on Marxist philosophy alone is enough to daunt Asama, who likes to dabble in superficial knowledge.

It is obviously arrogant and irresponsible to only read the bibliography and introduction, or simply listen to the evaluations of other scholars, instead of carefully studying these people's books yourself.

After finishing the fifth lap and approaching 10 kilometers, Asama's mind was still in a mess.

The interrelationship between modern philosophers and other disciplines is too complicated. Obviously, my self-study ability is not very good and I cannot integrate all the contents.

Asama's only gain is not the depth, but the horizontal parallels.

In the development of modern art and the cultural movements corresponding to contemporary philosophical trends, Asama can see the shadow of irrational philosophy.

The development of any knowledge is like a river that can be traced upward.

Fashion design, music, literature, and philosophical theories are all developed in the process of rebellion, but without an object of opposition, innovation is impossible. This kind of cultural continuity makes Asama have a reverence for time.

My yearning for those with the power of shadow is not a rebellion against all kinds of heroism.

Most people don't know what they really like. It seems that if they give one or two reasons, they can fall in love with it for a while. However, most people have a very clear idea of ​​what they dislike.

It is naturally unreliable to find something you like from something you instinctively hate.

People who hate meat rice dumplings may not like white rice rice dumplings dipped in sugar.

People who hate eating bananas won’t immediately find a fruit that suits them.

There are also people who obviously hate eating fish, crabs, mussels and other seafood, but like to eat lobster.

But for Bochi next to him, Asama could only say that his feelings were complicated.

like?

Hate?

Neither of these words seemed appropriate for her.

He is very good at dancing and sports, but he always acts like he wants to stay at home and grow mushrooms.

She obviously has good learning ability. When she reads, she looks like a female college student. When she cooks, she looks like a trainee wife. When she lies, she looks like an actress. However, she looks like she has no progress at all.

However, she was very obedient, which prevented Asama from entering Hongwen smoothly and punished her appropriately.

Just as mankind has entered the non-religious era, although people have unprecedented rights, technology, and civilization, they also find themselves homeless. With the loss of the all-inclusive framework of religion, man not only becomes nothing but a fragmented existence.

Pochi is such a distressed, broken, and homeless existence.

But the new meaning of existence she found was just a different [God].

My requirements for Boqi are not high at all, so why does it feel difficult?

The girl's blond ponytails flew with her steps, like the reins of a thinking wild horse, pulling Asama's thoughts towards her.

Asama was obviously going to be sent to the countryside during the summer vacation, but when he heard that Asama was going home for the holidays, Poch's mood was as good as a sunny day in Tokyo.

"Ah Shui, you are in good condition today~ Are we going to run 10 laps today?"

"One more lap is enough."

"Hehe~ Ah Shui's running appearance is becoming more and more professional~~~Master is very satisfied~~~"

"Oh."

"Are you going to perform drums today?"

"Ah."

"Will Ah Shui break the drum with his head?"

"Um"

"You really weren't listening to me! Hey, Ah Shui! Why are you running so fast?"

Pochi puffed up his cheeks and chased after him.

In response to the initiative of all members of the love counseling department except myself.

Asama and Pochi made five simple dishes before going out and meeting them at the Azabu Juban Crossing.

The vitality idol girl proudly showed off her calligraphy work.

"Robert-kun, I have made your turban for you~~~Qiangqiang~~~ It is a black turban specially made to match your hair color!"

On the black turban, written in Kantei-ryu calligraphy similar to shop signs in the Edo period, were four large red characters - "This place is the best".

Did you include the names of everyone in the band?

Of course, the four words do not include Poch.

But Pochi didn't seem to feel any loneliness. When Immortal River took out this scarf, he raised his thumb and praised it.

"Oh! - Rise-chan is very powerful! Wearing it can at least increase your momentum by 5~"

"Huhu~ Sister Boqi still has a good sense~"

In Pochi's eyes, the other three girls present were still in the Debuff of being indirectly rejected by Asama in the stage play, so it was nothing to worry about.

And she really doesn't know much about rock instruments. Why should she be a performer [one minute on stage, ten years off stage] when she can be a noble audience member?

So at this moment, Uncle Pochi is not trapped in [He actually formed a band with them and didn’t even take me to play! ] in anxiety.

Immortal River wanted to take off Asama's hat and put a turban on Asama's head. Asama nimbly avoided the movement, and the turban was snatched into his hands.

The vitality idol secretly thought it was a pity, turned to look at Pochi and asked,

"Is Sister Poch's headscarf ready?"

"Hehe~ It's already been prepared!"

when?

Asama saw Pochi pull out a roll of thin cloth tape from his dog-head wallet. The length was close to the super-long headbands of fans who call celebrities.

Speaking of calling, it was a pity that I didn’t get to watch Horikita’s final light stick dance yesterday.

When Pochi took out the headband and put it directly on her forehead, Asama could clearly see the words on her headband——

[Namikaze Minato].

Don’t think that just because everyone has blond hair, they can cosplay casually!

At least wear a forehead protector instead of a headband!

"Hehe, not only does my momentum +5, but also Ninjutsu, Taijutsu and Illusion +5!"

No, the core attribute is Intelligence minus 5.

Pochi pestered Asama all the way to cooperate with her to complete the compound ninjutsu.

"Ah Shui must be the Mizukage, let's use [Hurricane Water Vortex Technique] with me, the Fourth Hokage~~~"

"Huh - do you need wind skills? Do you need my cooperation to release [Nine Type·Wei Tuotian Typhoon]?"

Hello! Are you originally the Immortal River from Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba?

For some reason, after Pochi joined the group, the average IQ that the love counseling department was proud of was seriously lowered.

It is said that the lower the IQ, the easier it is for people to be happy.

In the United States, there is a stereotype that blonde girls are equal to idiots.

Asama feels that this is definitely not prejudice!

Futami and Shimajima followed, watching the interaction between Pochi and Immortal River, smiling and saying nothing.

The noisy team was not as eye-catching as before this time, or in other words, the attention of the female classmates who liked whispering the most was more subtle.

The effect of [Aloof Ultimate Insulator] is immediate.

Asama glanced at Futami, and the girl smiled even brighter. The bright smile made Qingli's cold face even more charming.

Today's Great God, her skin shines like pearls. She is like the precious pearl in the Gospels. She is a more noble existence than the gods in the books and the system in the brain.

Asama looked at Majima again. The short-haired girl pursed her lips and smiled sheepishly at him.

"Sorry, Stillwater."

Are you apologizing for yesterday's impromptu performance?

"fine."

"Everyone seems to give all the credit for the screenwriting to me. It's obviously you who contributed the most to the plot."

Is this what you were talking about originally?

Asama looked at the girls around him, they seemed to have no guilt at all for the atrocities they had done to him yesterday.

Although the reason for his disappearance yesterday was like a secret that could not be told, it was tacitly ignored by everyone.

Is this also their tenderness?

Asama didn't think too much and continued forward with her lunch box.

When they arrived at the school gate, the group was stopped by a man with white hair and a mask.

Asama recognized this person and quickly understood that this person was here to find him.

The director of the [Bronze Tree Abnormal Human Mutual Aid Department] held an inflatable doll in a princess hug.

He looked straight at Asama and said calmly,

"you are not normal."

Asama ignored this person and was about to take a detour, but the Bronze Tree Minister held the doll's feet and held the doll's head in front of Asama like he was using a spear.

Asama looked at the discipline committee member in the distance, but she didn't seem to care about what was happening at the school gate.

Her head was facing this way, but her eyes were looking to the side, obviously paying attention to the situation here.

Asama thought of the debuff he had received from the Limelight Committee member on the Disciplinary Committee, and he could only look at the Bronze Tree Minister.

"Senior, is something wrong?"

The Bronze Tree Minister put away the doll, smiled at Asama and said,

"Haha, if you are interested, please join my club. I can act in other roles."

"Sorry, not interested."

The Bronze Tree Minister put away his smile, unfolded the doll to Asama and said,

"Really? That's a pity. As expected, he is my destined opponent, but he only won one round. He doesn't look so complacent at all [Kaneki Ken]!"

"Minister! Why did you snatch something from the Female Body Research Department? They are going to be furious!"

"Minister, this is it!"

Other members of the Bronze Tree rushed over and stood next to their minister. Looking at [Kaneki Ken] Asama Shizumi, who had a much more ordinary face than their minister, they unconsciously formed a confrontation with everyone in the love counseling department.

A bus was placed at the school gate, which quickly attracted onlookers.

Which round did I win? How about I admit defeat now?

"No, senior, although I know you, I have never regarded you as an opponent."

Asama spoke quietly, but still caused a commotion.

"Here comes Lord Asama's contempt!"

“Do you have to work up the courage to enjoy this?”

"Nanase-senpai from Class

"Their club also failed to challenge Guinness."

Minister Bronze Tree laughed and snapped his index finger.

"Hahahaha - public opinion attack? Legendary mental manipulation? In this case, neither [Kaneki Ken], obviously, I still win."

"Well, you win."

After hearing Asama's perfunctory remarks, Minister Bronze Tree's face turned serious.

"Asama-kun, could it be that you want to say that I am [boring, ugly, vulgar]?"

Asama signaled to them to go to school first, but the girls seemed to have no intention of leaving.

"No. If seniors want to confirm whether I look like [Kaneki Ken], you should already know the answer by now. If it weren't for the class project, I have nothing to do with this character. I know very well that I am weak and far worse than you. ."

Minister Bronze Tree shook his head and said,

"Sure enough, the rumors are not credible. No, have you already started brainwashing me? No wonder you feel strangely foreign."

".Sorry senior, I have nothing else to do, so I'll excuse you."

Just as he finished speaking, a sound broke through the air, and Asama gently did a cartwheel to avoid the attack of the Bronze Tree Minister.

"The attack just now can be avoided by turning sideways, but you habitually use side rolls. Asama, you are really not normal."

Only then did Asama become convinced of the value of Yinghe's freedom.

Don’t you even deal with your mental illness?

"Minister, run away, people from the Female Body Department are chasing you!"

"Tch, you're a haunted guy. Qianjian, I'll come find you again when I have time. Extraordinary human beings should help each other."

No need!

Before running away, the Bronze Tree Minister threw the inflatable doll towards Asama, but Asama dodged it.

Before being picked up by the Female Body Research Department, the doll wearing Yinghe's uniform fell to the ground with its arms stretched out.

Like Asama Shizuzu, he attracts much attention and is undisturbed. (End of chapter)