Tokyo Wingman King

I have never heard of borrowing light as borrowing gaze.

"Don't blink, don't move~"

After Fusukawa turned Asama's head to an angle, he looked at Asama's eyes and drew on the paper like plaster in an art classroom.

The girl's body did not sit back across from her, but continued to look at her from an extremely oppressive angle, leaving a space where Asama could have an unobstructed view.

Like silk-folded collarbones and white, soft hills, they break through the blockade of dark areas and shine with holy light.

Asama has always looked down upon all the dark curtains and holy lights in this world. He chose to look at the eyes of the Immortal River, a light source that was deeper than the dark curtains and brighter than the holy light.

Due to the effect of light, when they looked at each other, her eyes seemed to be stained with the orange color of the sunset sky in California. A subtle unnatural expression escaped her face from her usually energetic smile.

His warm and clear eyes, with a hint of orange fragrance, flickered with flowing light, like a movie theater screen, reflecting his own shadow.

She is his heroine and he is her hero.

At this moment, they only have eyes for each other.

"It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. In Robert-Jun's eyes, I saw a soul with noble morals. This kind of soul will have a very special brilliance~"

Asama stopped breathing slightly, and the sweet breath of the Immortal River was already touching his face.

"F-Sang, isn't it the same as looking into a mirror from this distance?"

"Huhu~ What I see is not the shadow in your eyes, but the light in your pupils. Compared with natural light, this kind of light is more fascinating~"

Immortal River's eyes narrowed slightly, his familiar emotions flowing in his eyes.

"Light, have you borrowed it?"

"Not yet, we need to observe carefully."

"Wouldn't it be nice to take a photo?"

"This complex and profound light is flowing. If you look at it in the photo, it will freeze to death~"

The two continued to stare at each other, Fusukawa maintained a difficult posture, supporting the table with his left hand, and holding a pen in his right hand to move around on the drawing paper, recording Asama's eyes in a matter-of-fact way.

Her eyes stared softly, seeming to stay in his eyes and unwilling to go out.

"If you don't look at the paper, can you guarantee that you won't make mistakes in your drawing?"

Asama didn't blink, playing the role of a model dutifully.

"Of course you can~ It's like you can play smoothly without looking at the music scores and instruments~~ I only focus on things that I can't grasp~"

Immortal River has become more and more fond of using ambiguous terms recently.

"Well, it can't be done anymore."

Immortal River blinked his eyes as if admitting defeat,

"Robert-kun's camera lens started to zoom in, but he never blinked or looked away. It's really amazing~"

Can you stop referring to other people's pupils as camera lenses in a serious manner?
"Just tell me after you borrow the light. It's very tiring to keep in the same position."

"Wait a while, I will engrave this light into my permanent memory area."

Why do you sound like a robot?

As if they were lifting the Himalayas, the stare-down that lasted more than 5 minutes finally came to an end.

Although I have heard that people of the opposite sex who look at each other for more than one minute will merge their souls and fall in love, the wise Asama will not believe this because he himself made a lot of such statements during his love coaching.

Immortal River perfected her sketch.

When Asama heard Immortal River say the name of this painting, Asama stood next to Immortal River in surprise and looked at the painting.

"A Little Date in the National Museum of Fine Arts."

The light of the setting sun shone on the little robot and the little poached egg man, and both of their faces were red.

Asama filtered through the metaphor and thought about where the light she said she borrowed was drawn.

After all, the face of the little robot is a pair of comic eyes that look like periods, and there is no need for any light and shadow effects at all.

"Robert-kun, do you want to draw a picture~"

"No, let's go have dinner."

"Hey, I had lunch so late, and I'm not hungry yet~"

The time has arrived at 7pm.

To be honest, Asama didn't feel hungry even after eating a big bowl of braised pork rice.

The museum has banned new visitors from entering. Asama and Fusugawa packed up their things, walked out of the museum, and walked along the restaurants and boutiques toward Roppongi.

As we approach Immortal River's home stadium, more and more fans know Immortal River and come up to say hello and ask for autographs.

Asama's real feeling of walking with his idol came to him. He consciously put on a mask, but he still kept hearing——

"RISE! Is that your boyfriend?"

"Hmph~ He is my most important life-and-death friend~"

"WOW~ It feels so cool~"

"Hmm~~~"

This kind of question and answer.

The two turned to an alley and walked into Roppongi West Park.

The vitality idol walked briskly and threw the finished bottle into the trash can like a baseball. He turned back and said with a smile,
"Robert-kun, did you see that? You are very lucky today. Come with me to buy Dahei Tianbao lottery tickets."

Mahakala is one of the Seven Gods of Luck in Japan. Although the Seven Gods of Luck all have a bit of the God of Wealth, Yurakucho’s Daikoku Lottery makes Mahakala stand out among the Seven Gods of Luck. It is said that this god is obviously the incarnation of Shiva in India. Now, like many Buddhist gods, he looks like a well-fed East Asian.

"If you really want to buy, I will buy some year-end lottery tickets with you."

"If it weren't for today, maybe we wouldn't be so lucky."

"Girls who love to laugh and have a beautiful smile will have good luck."

"Huh, where did you hear this? People who are unlucky usually can't laugh."

"Too."

Asama watched as the Immortal River stood on the innermost swing of the park under the gaze of several children sitting on the climbing frame.

The girl looked at the sunset over Roppongi that was completely submerged in the building. She began to use her body weight to swing on the swing, as if she could see the sunset by swinging to a high place.

Asama stood quietly next to the Immortal River, listening to the creaking and friction of the swing ropes, and looking at the sky that was dyed crimson by the setting sun, with Azabudai Hills Building and Tokyo Tower also in the distance.

The Immortal River seemed to be trying to accelerate to the second cosmic speed to escape the gravity of the earth, and the crunching sounds became denser, but the actual height above the ground was less than 2 meters.

In the peripheral vision, the posture of the Immortal River on the swing is 11200 times more beautiful than the aristocratic young woman in Fragonard's painting "The Swing".

We swam in the Kanshi River for about ten times, getting higher and higher. Asama advised,
"Be safe, F-san."

"Huh~ Robert-kun, come and play together? That's super cool~"

"No, it's too hot. I don't want to move."

"They say it's super cool~ There will be wind when you swing, it's very cool~"

"Need not."

"Hmm~ Robert, can you help push me?"

"Aren't you a good slut?"

"I feel that if I didn't interact with Mr. Robert on such a beautiful evening, I would be resentful for the rest of my life."

"Am I not talking to you?"

The Immortal River retreated from the heights, looking sideways at Asama with a bright smile.

"Yeah~~~ That's right. When chatting with Mr. Robert, there is always a feeling that you have endless things to say, but you don't know what topic to start with. Although we have only known each other for half a year, I feel that we must have known each other in our previous life. Do you agree?"

Immortal River's words sounded louder and softer as the swing swayed.

"do not know."

Asama's answer did not disappoint Fusukawa, she smiled and said,
"I'll ask you a few questions and you'll know~"

"what is the problem?"

Immortal River neatly jumped off the swing that had not stopped, took the school bag from Asama's hand, and pulled out the drawing paper.

She wrote something on it, folded the paper again, and handed it to Asama's hand.

The vitality idol closed one eye and said playfully,
"After answering all the questions, open it and read it again."

Asana took the stack of paper and nodded, then the question of Immortal River came,

"Don't think about it, just answer me with your first instinct~ So, first question! If "Big Fish" and "A Clockwork Orange" are released in theaters at the same time, which one will you choose?"

"Both are OK, but the big fish is better visually."

By the way, at your age, Immortal River, you are not suitable for watching A Clockwork Orange!
“If you were to kill time by taking the Shinkansen, would you read a book by Yukio Mishima, a book by Camus, or a book by George Orwell?”

"That's fine. Let's pass the time by reading Camus's books."

Why put these guys together who will not live to be 47 years old?
"If you could choose a country in your next life, would you like to be American, French, Russian, British or Chinese?"

"China."

Immortal River showed a victor's smile,

"You can open the paper now~~~"

Asama listened to the words and opened the drawing paper——

"1. "Big Fish"; 2. Camus; 3. China"

all hit.

Asama didn't think so much. Perhaps these answers were figured out by Fusukawa a long time ago.

But at this moment, his heart told him that the irresistible sense of fate of being chosen by the heroine was desperately impacting his AT field.

Immortal Sichuan once again looked at him for a long time. It seemed that she could always open her mouth at an angle where the light shone on her face, showing her clean and warm curves to him.

"So, our souls are similar. We might be watching the same movie in the cinema, I might strike up a conversation with you on the Shinkansen because of a book by a writer, or we might meet in a foreign hometown. I like Robert-kun, Not only because he can give me countless confidence and hope, not those lofty and heavy causes, I just don’t want to waste this feeling of closeness. Whether it is a tacit understanding of things, people or a place, it makes my heart beat. I don't want to miss this feeling.

This feeling of familiarity from the first sight made me firmly believe that we must have known each other in my previous life. "

“Proletarian internationalist fighters should not be deceived by fatalism.”

Asama, who described the Immortal River as a proletariat, was obviously a little confused.

Immortal River took out his cell phone, looked at it, and said with a smile,
"On July 7rd, at 23:1:36 pm, we met, and now at 16:7:36 pm, I remember every second of these 22 hours and 6 seconds - this This is the happiest day I have ever spent with my favorite, favorite, favorite friend ~ Robert.”

"Happiness comes so easily."

"It's all because of Robert-kun~ Happiness comes so easily, it's all Robert-kun's fault~"

"Then I'm really sorry." Asana took the schoolbag handed over by Fusugawa and then stood on the swing again. Several children who had just been on the climbing frame also came over and imitated Immortal River in using the other two swings.

Seeing that Asama and Fusukawa didn't do much to chase them away, the children's laughter gradually grew louder.

"Robert-kun, have you ever heard that ENFJ and INFP are a perfect match? The sword-wielding knight and the butterfly-chasing princess~"

"ENFJ should be like a capitalist, compatible with all personalities."

"The tough-talking Robert."

"ah!------"

With a scream, a child was pushed by his companion to a height parallel to the crossbar of the swing frame. The weightlessness made his hands weak and he fell from the air.

Asama dived forward, but he didn't expect that Fusigawa had already jumped off the swing and caught the little boy.

"Kids, don't imitate my dangerous moves!~"

"Wow——"

The little boy in the arms of Immortal River cried loudly and was about to crawl into the arms of his beautiful sister, but was carried over by his mother who ran over from a distance.

Immortal Sichuan's handsome skills just now gained 6 fans, big and small.

Amidst their continuous thanks, Fusukawa waved handsomely and left Roppongi West Park with Asama.

"Robert-kun, what were you planning to do when you were lying on the ground just now~"

"Look for a four-leaf clover."

"But grass doesn't grow on rubber floors."

"This is exactly the reason why I came here. Let's not talk about it. It's almost 8 o'clock. Let's go have dinner. What do you want to eat?"

Asama patted his clothes and changed the topic very calmly.

“Let’s buy groceries and cook at home~”

At this time, the phone vibrated, and a bunch of messages were suddenly sent to the love counseling group group.

Immortal River saw the picture that Bochi had sent of the three of them cooking at Asama's house, and instantly retracted what she had just said to Asama.

"I know there is a good restaurant, let me take you to try it~"

As the two walked along, the lights on the street lit up one by one, and the long queues of izakayas and restaurants began to look attractive.

I'm starting to feel hungry.

"Wow~ It's RISE~~~!"

A girl with dyed pink hair jumped out from the roadside and blocked the path of the Immortal River.

Not long after signing an autograph for this female fan, Immortal Sichuan was once again besieged by fans for autographs.

"RISE, when will you restart LIVE?"

"RISE, you are the best J-ROCK in my mind!!! I heard about the charity album. When it is released, I will definitely sell it~"

"RISE! When will the concert be held?"

As expected, Roppongi was the home of the Immortal River. Asama was more cautious this time and stayed far behind the Immortal River.

After the two of them passed by Mikadai Park and walked three streets eastward, the Immortal River said goodbye to things like signing autographs and taking photos.

"It's not easy to be a star."

"I'm still far from a star. Moreover, I just started researching because I felt that the energy and communication power of music is much greater than that of art. If I have the ability to write novels, I will definitely write them well. Japan can There are many fewer designers and many less painters, but even one less of people like Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Osamu Dazai, and Yasunari Kawabata is not enough. Their works even affect the spirit of the entire country."

"If you can treat something not as a personal hobby or a job to make a living, but as a responsibility and mission, you are already a super star."

"Are you going to be Robert-kun's super star? Just thinking about it brings a lot of inspiration to you~"

Immortal River put his hands behind his back and hummed a song.

In her heart, she walked a lot today and met many people, but they were like water flowing by, and Qianjian was the sea she could not help but run towards.

The real living water is right in front of her, isn't it?
The two of them walked another half kilometer, and they stopped at the entrance of the [super delicious restaurant] that Fusukawa mentioned.

A ramen shop called "Riba Shanxi Ramen" not only looks like a men's bathhouse at first glance, but also has a "no female customers" sign next to it.

In short, in the bustling Roppongi, this store is so deserted that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Immortal Sichuan, if you like poverty alleviation, you also need to dynamically balance your consumption areas, right? Doesn't this store say no to female customers?
Follow the Immortal River to open the roller shutter.

There were not many people in the store, which was only slightly cooler than outside. There were only two middle-aged diners and a burly boss.

Immortal River greeted the boss familiarly,
"Good evening, boss! Here are two extra large portions of tonkotsu ramen~add meat, back fat and egg~"

"Hey - Miss Rise hasn't been here for a long time. She even brought a new friend today."

"Best friend~"

The boss looked Asama up and down, and out of courtesy, Asama took off his hat and mask.

After focusing on Asama's white hair for three seconds, the boss asked,

"Well, it seems he's the lead singer of another band?"

"Hahaha~Robert-kun is the drummer of our new band~"

"Is that right?"

The boss looked ambiguously at Asama and Fusukawa back and forth, then nodded.
"I like him. He looks much more pleasing to the eye than the previous drummer."

After exchanging pleasantries with Immortal Sichuan, the boss started making noodles.

Asama also began to look at this ramen shop that was full but could only accommodate about ten people.

He found that the exterior was a bit dirty, similar to a Jiro Ramen store, but the interior was rough and artistic. There were a bunch of rock band posters hanging on the wall, and some photos of rock musicians eating noodles in the store. , there is also a wall covered with guitars, and the most eye-catching thing is the words on the plaque - [Make ramen like smashing guitars! ]
Why smash the guitar?

"The boss used to be a very powerful guitarist in the Tokyo underground~"

Immortal River introduced Qianjian enthusiastically.

"incredible."

Is he actually a guitarist? Looking at the boss's strong arms, no one would dare to question him if he was a wrestler.

The bottles and jars in front of me are chili powder, chili pepper, garlic paste, ginger paste, and vinegar.

The jars are all designed in the style of Pokémon Muscle Elf. Except for Squirtle, which pours vinegar out of its mouth, the other ones require opening the elfin's ceiling cap.

It seems that the reason why this shop is deserted has been found.

In about 5 minutes, the boss prepared the ramen and placed it on the counter.

"Okay, your extra large ramen, with the egg underneath, double the barbecued pork, and double the bean sprouts~"

In the large, heavy bowl, bean sprouts and meat were piled up into a small mountain. The thick yellow noodles were covered with back fat, and the rich aroma hit your face.

Asama took the ramen down and felt that the bowl weighed more than 4 pounds.

“Add garlic to be authentic~”

Immortal River added a large spoonful of garlic to himself without any idol baggage, and then began to mix the noodles.

Asama also added a spoonful of garlic and a little vinegar, and began to destroy the pork barbecued pork, which was as thick as steak.

"How's it going? It tastes really good~"

"It's very fresh, the barbecued pork is thick and soft, the soup base is thick but not greasy, and the noodles are thick and chewy, which is a bit hard to understand. With such quality, there are not many customers at this time."

"It's good if you don't have many customers. I opened this store to kill time and make friends. If there are too many people, I won't be too lazy to serve them."

After searching, the score of this store is actually only 3.7, which is in sharp contrast to the stores next to it that are close to 5 points.

It seems that this temperamental shop owner is probably the key reason why this shop is deserted.

Looking at Fusukawa slurping up the noodles like a wolf, the shop owner smiled and said,
"If everyone eats my ramen and it tastes as beautiful and delicious as Miss Rise's, it's no problem to entertain more people. Enjoying food can make people forget unhappy things, and watching people enjoy food can also make people feel better. Feeling happy."

Asama agrees with this point of view, and it is not unreasonable for the profession of mukbang to exist.

Speaking of which, Fusukawa Rise looks really good when eating, and the way she eats with big mouthfuls is even a bit cute.

The boss complained to Immortal Sichuan again that the photos Immortal Sichuan posted on X of eating noodles here attracted many fans to check in here. But most of those female fans just came to take pictures, but they insisted on ordering the same large portion as Fusigawa to take pictures of Xiaoshan. As a result, most of the bowl of ramen they ordered was wasted without finishing it.

Now he plans to refuse girls other than Immortal River from entering the store.

Fusukawa used his mobile phone and deleted the tweet about eating ramen more than a month ago, and apologized to his boss,
"I'm sorry for causing trouble to the boss. I think it's enough to offer a set meal for 2-3 girls. Putting up discriminatory signs like those outside will cause more trouble!"

The boss smiled and said,

"Will those high-end restaurants that refuse the poor be in trouble? Don't worry, Miss Rise."

Asama naturally heard the boss's sophistry.
"In terms of eliminating waste, a fine mechanism can be developed based on the amount of leftover food, and a self-service packaging corner can be launched to allow those who really can't eat to pack it back to eat. Of course, the boss can also make a simulated large ramen model and place it outside the store. Let Fusukawa post another tweet about taking photos with models to guide those who just want to take photos to check in outside the store."

"Oh, he gave me a lot of advice at once, he has a good mind."

"Some very immature ideas, it would be nice to be able to help."

"Can you still eat? I'll buy these two bowls of noodles today, and I'll add some meat to you!"

"No need."

It was hard to refuse the boss's hospitality, so Asama had no choice but to take out his notebook and spent a few minutes drafting a set of suggestions for restaurant improvements to attract tough rockers: adding speakers and playing atmospheric rock music; completing the oversized ramen challenge, or the super spicy ramen challenge The diners have the power to add songs to the store’s rock music playlist; give the ramen some rock-and-roll set meal names, etc.

After reading Asama's suggestion, the boss took out his cell phone and wanted to exchange contact information with Asama.

"You are a very good boy, let's make friends."

"No need."

The sad expression of the tough guy boss being rejected by Asama made Asama a little scared.

Immortal River smiled and said,
"It's amazing. Robert-kun's challenge of having dinner without spending a penny has been completed~ Now that you go to the United States, the seniors from the camping club on the street will definitely welcome you~"

I made a plan in exchange for dinner, but they were prostitution for free. Can it be the same?

After eating ramen, the two said goodbye to their boss.

When we left the store, the lights of Tokyo were brightly lit at night.

Asama looked at Fusukawa who stretched out, revealing his flat belly.

He was curious, after eating such a big bowl of ramen, why didn't Fushikawa's belly show any signs of bulging?
"Are you curious why I can eat so much? I didn't expect that I could finish it today. I added a lot more ingredients than usual~ It seems that as long as I have the best, best, best friends around me, my appetite will also change. It’s so good~”

Fusukawa's smiling face made Asama wonder if Taiyang had gone to work six hours early.

"Where are we going next~~~"

"You can go wherever you want, but I suggest taking a walk to eat first."

"Then~~~How about we go to the hotel?"

"???" (End of chapter)