Tokyo Wingman King

We said goodbye back to back, but looked back at each other three times.

Until he finally disappeared at the corner of the street, the feeling of emptiness finally took over his heart.

Immortal River Rise stood under a street lamp, took out today's painting and looked at it carefully.

On the other side of the painting, there is written what she said to Asama [lyric inspiration]——

[I sent you a world of troubles,

Your reply to me is a whole day of peace.

You, you, have long entered my heart,
But I can't see the gratitude clearly.

My dear, how else can I reveal myself to you?

I want to keep your warmth on my body more than the sun,

Dear, why are you hiding your heartbeat on purpose?
You may taste better than candy.

]
Before it turned into a song, the love letter might not have moved him. After all, that was how he could make a living.

Turning back to "A Little Date in the National Museum of Art", the girl touches the little robot in the painting.

Sure enough, drawing in imagination is completely different from drawing face to face.

His gaze was so dazzling that she could not stay there, everything became special, and her own senses became dull.

She has realized that she is trapped in a maze called love, but she indulges in a disorienting walk and never tires of it.

Because the walls of the maze were covered with works that fascinated her, and the small rooms in the maze also contained surprises that constantly encouraged and comforted her. The maze rice was also super delicious.
[My lifelong wish is to be able to conspire with one person. I found this feeling in you, and at the same time I found a new meaning in life. 】

"Robert-kun, I am not as useless as you think, and I am not the kind of person who expects and is disappointed without authorization. I will try my best to keep up with your pace.

I don’t have as much compassion and sense of mission as you think. If the injustice in the future is between humans and robots, I actually don’t care.

Because you are the only Robot I love, want to help, want to be close to, and want to understand. "

The energetic girl looked up in the distance in the direction where the indifferent young man disappeared, and stared at the row of street lights he passed in a daze.

The light is really warm
Because it's summer.

After a while, the vitality girl relaxed her brows and smiled knowingly again.

For Poch,

Perhaps the skill of adapting to circumstances has become her golden talent for restarting her life.

In fact, no matter how talented you are, you still need to practice hard to realize it.

As for the clues that a cohabitant was found in the room, Asama had already drafted 6 response plans with her for such a scenario.

Therefore, Pochi caught Futami’s gentle and terrifying eyes with plenty of margin, and blurted out the lie,

"Well~ aren't we going back to our hometown with Ah Shui, and we won't rent a hotel anymore? Ah Shui asked me to move some luggage and store it here first, and then we can set off together the day after tomorrow. This is convenient and saves money."

"Did Ms. Boqi sleep here as well yesterday?"

"Yeah, I drove Ah Shui to the sofa~~~"

Jiandao hugged the pillows on the sofa and looked at Pochi's cheerful smile, feeling pity in his heart. If her parents who loved her passed away, I'm afraid she would have shut herself in her room and not want to talk to anyone.

Miss Porky is so strong.

Pochina's nonchalant, matter-of-fact tone and expression confused Jiandao, but it was of no use to Er Jian.

Living together is no small matter! Even if you are relatives.

"Is Miss Porchi still staying here today and tomorrow?"

"If nothing else, that's it~"

"It's not good for Jingshui-kun to sleep on the sofa all the time. I have a spare room there. If you don't mind, you can sleep at my place for the next two days, Miss Pochi. I will entertain you with the wine from Dad's collection."

Pochi swallowed and resisted the temptation!

Ah Shui always said that gifts from fate always have a price secretly marked on them.

The waiter’s drinking plan has been discovered by me, Uncle Boqi!

Pochi touched the back of his head and laughed dryly,
"Ah hahahaha, that's not good. After all, Ah Shui and I are brothers and sisters. Oh no, we are brother and sister. It doesn't matter if you trouble him. Besides, I can also help with housework~"

Seeing how cheerful Pochi was despite the changes in his life, Jiandao also stood up from the sofa and said,
"Let me help with housework."

The three girls who were about to have a big fight and were waiting for Asama to come home to praise them quickly gave up on this plan.

Jing Shui had cleaned this room so clean that there was no room for them to interfere.

Majima walked into the kitchen to wipe the stove again. Futami and Bochi used the excuse of "packing Asama's luggage for tomorrow's day trip to the beach" as an excuse to rummage through the cabinets and spread Asama's clothes on the bed to match them.

"You should wear floral pants when going to the beach, right?"

"They all seem to be monochromatic pants, huh? Does Jingsui-kun only have school swimming trunks?"

Hearing this, Majima, who was cleaning the stove, also came to the bedside and looked at the pants in Futami's hands. The three of them seemed to be imagining what Asama would look like wearing it.

"There seems to be swimming lessons next week, but it's a pity that Jingshui wants to go back to his hometown, and the other lesson conflicts with the dormitory arranged by the student union."

Shimajima felt a little regretful. She wanted to see Asama's abdominal muscles, deltoid muscles and collarbones openly. You can't see these on weekdays.

"It is said that there is also a place where you can swim in the dormitory. In addition, in addition to the fireworks display, there will also be a test of courage."

Futami has obviously prepared for the upcoming sleepover.

Boqi sounded a little lonely, and then he thought, this time I will accompany Ah Shui back to the countryside, and I will steal Ah Shui's house first. Wouldn't that be overtaking in a corner?
Looking at the black, white and gray cultural shirts in his wardrobe, the girls once again felt Asama's minimalism. There were no other accessories in the room except a gray hat.

Asama never wears anything like watches, necklaces, or earrings, and rarely uses hair wax, skin care lotion, or perfume to dress herself up.

But, he is very handsome.

He is countless times more handsome than the models in magazines, stars on TV, and internet celebrities on Instagram.

"Ah Shui looks handsome in anything he wears~"

"It seems like it will be sunny tomorrow. I think it would be better for Jingshui-kun to wear white clothes. Black is too heat-absorbing."

"How do you think this outfit looks?"

The girls spent half an hour in front of the wardrobe.

Although it was just a day trip in the morning and back in the evening, the three girls just arranged six sets of clothes for Asama and laid them out on the bed, waiting for Asama to come back to confirm.

"Do you want to put a book in your suitcase? Jingshui-kun seems to be reading Heidegger recently."

"It's just a day trip, suitcases and stuff, it's too exaggerated."

"The books we picked probably won't even be read by Jing Shui."

"By the way, Miss Pochi, what time will Jingshui and Jingshui leave next Monday? Can we see them off?"

"Well, let me take a look. It seems that I am taking the JR Yuzi bus in the morning. Ah Shui booked the ticket. I'll ask Ah Shui."

Shimajima looked at the timetable of the JR Yueko and skipped class to see him off. Would Shizui feel that he was making a fuss out of a molehill?
"That, Miss Poch"

Erjian was still thinking, trying to get Pochi to stay out, but Pochi pinched her shoulders from behind, pushed her back to the living room, and asked,

"See you, little Er. What time will you make an appointment with Ah Shui tomorrow?"

"7 o'clock in the morning."

Seeing Boqi's righteous face, Er Jian sighed, hoping that his impulsive worries were unnecessary.

Lord Jingshui's purity can only rely on his own indestructible inner wall.

"Are you going to the beach? Have you packed your things?"

"Well, I've been ready for a long time."

Futami and Majima waited until Asama came home and confirmed an outfit before leaving.

Shimajima was happy that her gray outfit was chosen, and Futami knew what she should wear tomorrow.

On July 7, the weather was sunny.

I exercised with Pochi for more than an hour.

"It must have been done."

"Such a beautiful girlfriend, I can't even get up early to go to bed early."

The old men who were doing morning exercises looked at the white-haired boy who looked strange and ghostly and the blond girl who was as youthful and beautiful as ever passing by, muttering with greasy faces.

Asama gritted his teeth and ran around Shiba Park with a physical strength of 4.

Seeing Asama sweating profusely, Poch smiled and said,

"What did Ah Shui do yesterday? Why does it feel like his body has been hollowed out?"

Asama glanced at Pochi,
"Someone snored yesterday, which kept me from sleeping well all night."

"Nonsense, how can a beautiful girl like me snore! Besides, Ah Shui, haven't you only been sleeping for more than 2 hours these days? It's not my fault!"

Asama did not sleep well last night.

As Tuo Weng said, "Being aware of too many things is also a disease." A real, downright disease. 】

When he was alone with Immortal River yesterday, he realized some information that Immortal River might not be aware of.

Perhaps the cooperation with the Konoe family this time stimulated her.

I want to do something urgently, but find that I can't do anything.

Get a lot of things and realize that the arrogant giver wants nothing.

I feel that I have found the path to justice, but I also feel that I am worshiping power and may become the river of immortality for the class instead of the people.

What is fairness and justice, what is the Five Emperor Masters?
Rather than asking him, it was more like asking herself.

He originally thought that Rise Immortal would not be like Bochi and Futami. In Heidegger’s terminology, the Immortal River Rise [sinked]—the inevitability was solidified, and the right of choice and one’s own planning were entrusted to Shizumi Asama.

However, Asama did not talk about future life plans, nor did he talk about pragmatic chicken soup such as "using capital for charity, deconstructing luxury to achieve equality" for this event.

Yesterday, he was just talking about things, detailing the things before her and them.

Complete the first step first, and then think about other things.

Maybe it’s the procrastination technique for dealing with problems, but no one knows how far they can go, right?

Asama Shizui, who felt heavy, was not as great as Fusukawa thought.

He did not go door-to-door with Dahui Heping to send warmth to those members in need on weekends.

Nor did he form the [Right Night Knight] with Tetsuya Takishima, and fight for justice in the night Tokyo where materialism is rampant and evil thrives.

Not even boring enough to ask for big data, ask Komaba Mitsuki to investigate where the most dire places in Tokyo are, who are the people who are worse off than dead, and then carry out the rescue with money and a lot of principles.

From the target of public criticism to the totem of superstition - Asama Shizui's situation in Toyo Eikawa made him realize clearly - he can only do what he can do, not what he wants to do.

What he has done in the past two months is like those rich men wearing Loro Piana cashmere coats, who want to keep a low profile but are afraid that others will not see that he is rich. But in fact he is no different from those who wear Hermès swaggering around the city.

Now, he can only discuss with Immortal River and all the consultants what can be done.

If Reina Nijo and Tetsuya Takishima elope for love,
If Shi Shen Chun Ma abandons his family business and never returns on the road of art,

If Jin Tomiya decides to become a woman.
These decisions that trouble their family will eventually hit him like a boomerang who makes random decisions.

[If it’s only at this level, it’s better to take care of the immediate things! ]
He began to tell himself this.

He didn't think that he had done anything to redeem Pochi, Futami, Shimajima, Fusukawa, Ichijo, and Shinomiya.

He's just doing things.

Do what you think is right.

At first I thought this was enough.

This kind of self-righteous thinking and behavior is a coup that can reduce most of his mental internal friction.

Although he himself hates the selfish behavior of "I don't care whether you are happy or not, as long as I am happy", he also hates the selfish behavior of "This is for your own good, I don't need you to feel good, I want to feel good to me" What parents do.

But if you consider other people’s ideas too much, you won’t be able to do many things.

As things progress, if the parties involved can accept it, that's fine.

However, Asama Shizui now doesn't quite agree with this irresponsible look.

After all, in front of truly noble people, my aloofness and human decency are a bit like a rough house.

True nobility is to continuously devote yourself to stupid things that others think are 100% harmful to oneself and benefit others. Not only does it not wear away oneself or sacrifice, but it becomes smarter, sharper, more efficient, and happier.

Others can only see [he holds everyone in his heart but himself], but they cannot measure his noble and outstanding characteristics.

[Do you want to be a noble person?]

Asama lost sleep over such a question that seemed very pragmatic and childish.

Back at the apartment, Pochi interrupted Asama's thoughts by thrusting his fascial gun into the back of Asama's thigh.

"Ah Shui, why can you read Heidegger?"

"Because I'm in pain, he's a medicine."

"The embrace of a beautiful girl is also a kind of medicine."

"I don't know if it's medicine, but I know it. Pochi, your brain doesn't need Heidegger. Ah!!! Be gentle!"

After making breakfast for Pochi, Asama himself only ate a boiled egg. The consequence of staying up late was that his appetite deteriorated.

I sorted out my school bag, stuffed a 300-page copy of Heidegger's "Speeches and Essays", and said goodbye to Poch.

Futami had been waiting downstairs in the apartment early.

A gray T-shirt that reaches 15 centimeters above the knees, blue jeans that are covered by the clothes with only a few edges exposed, gray-blue socks and canvas shoes. In addition to the schoolbag on the back, there is also a Chanel light blue denim canvas beach hanging on the wrist. Bag.

The gray of cotton and the blue of denim are intertwined, just like Hong Kong's Victoria Harbor in autumn and winter.

Asama looked at the clothes she was wearing, and she and Futami got dressed up as a couple.

Careless.

"Good morning, Jingshui-kun~"

The mood of the Daimyojin is consistent with that of Tokyo Port in the summer. When the sun shines on it, it makes people blind.

"Yuehai, morning."

"Have you had breakfast?" X2
The two of them had nothing to talk about, so they went to look for each other.

Futami felt that Asama was like the Chinese in the book. When they meet and greet each other, they always ask "Have you eaten?"

"Eat~I had a boiled egg this morning."

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Futami looked at her and Asama's outfits, and happily tapped her feet with her toes, then stretched out her toes and tapped the ground, showing Asama her slender calves wrapped in gray-blue socks.

"Jingshui-kun, I didn't choose socks for you in advance~ We have a good understanding~"

Asama put on the mask gloomily, but Futami also pulled out the mask from his jeans pocket and put it on his face.

"Hey! Jingshui-kun also brought out the little leather belt? I also brought one today~"

Futami saw the little doll hanging on the zipper of the outer pocket of Asama's schoolbag. He also took out the same style of overalls as Asama's and hung it on his schoolbag.

The girl nodded with satisfaction,
"Yeah, sync rate is 100%. Today is a really good day~ Are you right? Shizui-kun."

Let’s wear overalls with Shizui-kun next time~
Seeing the bulging schoolbag in his hand, Asama stretched out his hand.

"The schoolbag contains a lot of stuff, right? Let me help you carry it." "Well, is it okay for Shizui-kun to carry two backpacks by himself?"

"OK."

Asama hung Futami's white schoolbag on the front of her body like a bulletproof vest, and the feeling of a couple between the two weakened a little.

Probably only one nanometer.

Er Jian stared at it for a long time, then smiled with his eyes bent,

"Jingsui-kun sometimes does some very cute things~"

Asama and Futami looked at each other, and the girl immediately opened the door on the AT force field like a melta gun with a look that melted everything.

"Let's go."

"Oh."

The two walked towards Shiba Park Station, planning to take the subway to Tokyo Station and take the Yokosuka Line to Zushi Station in Kanagawa.

Futami followed Asama's steps easily, and the two walked side by side. Even though she was wearing a mask, she was still the center of attention from passers-by.

Those eyes covered with a shell of light seemed to be like jewelry, and they were born to be lovable.

As soon as the Great Mingshen came up, her disloyalty was made known to all passersby.

If it weren't for Asama Shisui's firm heart and loyalty, I'm afraid this [friend] relationship would have deteriorated long ago.

Even if he didn't say some words, he knew what she wanted to say most.

She also knew that on a day called a date, as long as she didn't take the initiative to cross the line, he would not refuse.

Sometimes Asama himself feels that his situation is ridiculous.

It was like a prostitute in ancient times who was a prostitute but not a prostitute, spending time with the young master. She wanted to keep her body and make the young master happy at the same time.

Asama felt a little uncomfortable because she actually had empathy with a prostitute.

On the way, Er Jian suddenly yawned. Asama couldn't help but turn his head and looked into her eyes.
"Is it too late to make a doll?"

"The doll was ready the day before yesterday~ Mainly because..."

The great god picked up a strand of side hair with his fingers and twisted it around, twisting it around, and whispered,
"This is the first time I'm dating Shizui-kun and I'm so nervous that I can't sleep."

Elementary school student? You!
"Jingshui-kun must be laughing at me for being an elementary school student, right?"

"No smile."

Unexpectedly, the synchronization rate with Dai Mingshen reached an astonishing 100% today. Asama quickly shut down his emotional system to prepare for the next round of impact.

It would be better if he could hide underground on the twenty-second floor.

Futami watched Asama again, fascinated, and almost bumped into an oncoming office worker, but luckily Asama pulled him away.

Although Asama quickly let go of his hand, Futami's eyes were glued to Asama's face.

"Jingshui-kun"

"What's wrong."

"When the two of us are alone, don't wear a mask."

"Well, just wear it in public."

Asama pretended not to understand, but Futami made his intention clear.
"Although Shizui-kun is also handsome when wearing a mask, I still want to see more of Shizui-kun's complete face."

Why does this sentence sound a bit scary?
The two of them were lucky enough to get a seat on the subway. Futami saw Asama taking the initiative to sit next to a man, leaving the seat at the far side free for Futami.

The girl once again bent her eyes in highlight mode and smiled at Asama.

After changing trains to Tokyo Station, they spent 1840 yen to buy two tickets. After waiting at the platform for 15 minutes, the two of them got on the train to Zushi Coast.

I thought that the common people’s way of traveling would always be accompanied by crowds, but there were not as many people on this bus as expected.

Asama and Futami found a corner seat and sat down.

"Jingshui-kun, why don't you put down the schoolbag behind your back?"

"No, it's safe."

"Ok."

After a while, Futami suddenly inserted an earphone into his left ear, and Asama could tell that the earphone was playing a live recording of their performance the day before yesterday.

He looked at Erjian, who smiled cutely like Fairy Zixia facing the Supreme Treasure.

I'm afraid Heidegger can't stand it.

Asama took out his mobile phone and looked at the map. Zushi Coast is very close to Zushi Station and can be reached by walking.

Near Zushi Coast, there are all familiar names, such as Yuigahama Bathing Beach and Zaimokuza Coast. On the south side of the coast are Hayama and Isshiki, and the coast on the east side of the peninsula belongs to Miura.

They are all place names from Kanagawa.

Asama accidentally noticed how lazy this guy was in naming his name, and Asama couldn't help but shake his head.

Hayama Town is a famous seaside villa in the Kanto region. It was also the emperor's villa, but Hachimangu Shrine, a sacred place, is obviously superior.

By the way, Hachimangu Shrine in Kamakura belongs to Yukinoshita Town. You can make sense of the pictures and understand the closeness of the characters just by looking at the distance.

In this kind of work, where the author has already preset the ending of the characters' relationships, why would anyone have other fantasies?
The most confusing thing is that it is said that the real-life Kamakura Hachimangu Shrine was originally located in Yuigahama, and was later moved to Yukinoshita in Kamakura, which is really disappointing.

Can't you, Hachimangu, be like Jerusalem and belong to several places at the same time?

"Shizui-kun, would you like to go to the Shonan coast together later?"

"Ok?"

“I heard there are many Chinese people checking in there~”

"Not interested in."

Of course Asama knew the reason why these Chinese people went to check in, didn't they just want to experience the same opening song of "Slam Dunk", the scene where Sakuragi and Haruko met and waved in front of the train?

Sights like Enoshima, Hachimangu Shrine, and Kamakura Buddha are also of little interest.

There are many places to visit in Kamakura. Today I mainly went to the beach to bask in the sun. I set too many destinations like a special force, so I probably have to stay overnight in Kamakura.

Asama looked at the Zushi Coast travel guide again, and suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders.

A waterfall of black hair cascading down his shoulders.

Thinking that the girl had stayed up all night like him, Asama didn't bother him. Anyway, he would be arriving at the station in less than 40 minutes.

Listening to the clatter of the tram running, Asama thought for a moment, took off the earphones with his right hand, and put the earphones back on Futami's left ear with a difficult gesture.

Have sweet dreams, if anything.

Asama also put away his phone, closed his eyes, and entered meditation mode.

When his breathing began to become even, the girl opened her eyes slightly, stared at Asama's chin for a while, smiled softly, and closed it again with peace of mind.

Like a cat returning to its nest to grab a blanket, his little head rubbed against Asama's shoulder, feeling the deltoid muscles that Majima thought about day and night.

Have sweet dreams, my favorite, my favorite special seat.

Before arriving at the station, Futami was woken up by Asama.

"Yuehai, we've arrived."

Futami rubbed his eyes, still recalling the plot of the dream.

"Are we at the station yet?"

Japan is too small and the Yokosuka Line trams are too fast!

To be honest, she would rather the two of them sleep at the same station and be pulled to the northeast by the train, even though the Yokosuka Line ends at Kurihama, which is also 13 kilometers away on the Miura Peninsula.

It would be fun to spend the night with Shizumi-kun in Aomori, right?

After walking more than 800 meters of path, you can feel the warm sea breeze more clearly.

From a distance, I saw surfers, windsurfers, kayakers, and flyboarders dotted on the blue sea.

The various parasols, tents, fashionable beach houses and colorfully decorated beach bars on the beach look like huge corals that have been washed ashore by the waves.

On the other side of the coastal road, there are American steak bars, British fish and chips restaurants and French restaurants, as well as a series of maritime sporting goods stores and swimwear department stores.

The reserved parking spaces in front of these stores are full of cars.

Coupled with a few palm trees in front of the restaurant.

A strong sense of vacation from the West Coast of the United States spreads in the air.

Er Jian also looked at the wind blowing from the end of the blue sea and sky, so comfortable that he narrowed his eyes and stretched greatly.

"It's sunny and I miss you. It's windy and I miss you. It's raining and I miss you. When I wake up, I miss you. Mr. Jingshui, what do you think the truth between the two is?"

You're talking about more than just [the two], right?
"If you think of someone, just call them."

As soon as Asama said that, the phone rang.

It was Er Jian calling.

"Moses Moses."

"Jingshui-kun, I miss you."

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The girl smiled proudly.

Thinking about this ice beauty who was so popular at the cultural festival, she is not cold at all at this moment.

Second glance, is your factory address in Iceland?
Asama rented a large parasol with Pikachu printed on it from a nearby store, walked to the soft beach and inserted it into the umbrella. He also laid out two layers of beach mats and fixed them with two water bottles.

After occupying a seat, Asama said hello to the owner of the Tent Houhai House, divided his luggage with Futami, and made an appointment to meet at the door of the women's locker room of the House of Umi.

There is a fee to change clothes in the locker room of the Coast House, but compared to changing clothes in a public toilet more than 100 meters away, these sea houses will be relatively safer.

For no other reason, Qianjian felt that there were too many sports-type yellow hairers coming to the beach today, and he was not very relieved.

Boys are always the fastest to change into swimsuits.

Asama put his things in the locker and walked out slowly, waiting to see him again.

Among the people coming and going on the beach, there are also a large number of foreigners, white-skinned, brown-skinned, black-skinned, mostly men. They occupy a large area near the center of the beach, inviting everyone who comes and goes. Girls play beach volleyball.

Their beach tennis area is about 70 meters away from where you put your umbrella, so it shouldn't be affected.

Just as he was thinking this, several boys, who were either high school students or college students, walked into Hai Zhijia to buy drinks.

"Boss, please bring 5 bottles of Coke."

"If you ask me, Zushi Beach is definitely not a suitable place to land on the beach."

"Then you are wrong. This is a gentle flow area with a small slope and is protected by hills. It is only more than 20 kilometers away from Tokyo. If I were the Allied commander, I would land here."

"So you are not the Allied Commander."

"To hell with it, the Allies are gone."

I thought that this group of people would leave after buying water, but unexpectedly one of them actually struck up a conversation with me.

"Hey, little brother, are these swimming trunks of yours the legendary male version of Shi Ku Shui?"

"Any questions?"

The white-haired version of Asama glanced at the person he was chatting with expressionlessly, and the person immediately shrank back among their companions.

Is there any hidden attribute that makes him look more and more scary?

"Hey! Don't you see the muscles on his body?"

"I suddenly thought that school swimming trunks looked pretty cool."

"Did you see the school logo? Toyo Eikawa? What school?"

"Did you see what he was holding? Are you here to read a book on the beach? He's very pretentious."

"Maybe it's just a prop book, but it's actually a candid camera with holes!"

Asama ignored these passers-by and continued to wait for the second meeting.

About five minutes later, Futami walked out of the locker room carrying her bag and wearing sunscreen.

"Sorry, Shizui-kun, I've been waiting for a long time."

"No, I just came out not long ago."

Unexpectedly, Er Jian even had to dress up as a couple in a swimsuit and wore the swimsuit from the school swimming class.

Underneath the white light sun protection clothing is a one-piece suspender swimsuit that is different from the recently popular genderless two-part swimsuit. This style is said to have been chosen by the young ladies of Yinghe themselves during the girls' referendum campaign launched by the last student union. elected.

The blue swimsuit is not only backless, but also high-cut, very close to the swimsuit worn by Xiao Zhou in "Summer Returns".

Damn God, are you here to die?
At the moment when everyone was surprised by Futami's beauty, Futami hooked Asama's arm, pressed her body against Asama, and dragged Asama forward.

"Let's go~ Jingshui-kun, let's go and bask in the sun."

The soft touch is more intense and intuitive than when shooting movies.

"Wearing campus swimming trunks turns out to be a couple's outfit. You're really good at playing."

"Hey, hey, hey! Toyo Hideka, isn't that the super aristocratic school in Tokyo?"

A boy searched and shouted.

"Why don't these young men and young ladies come to our citizen beach to show their affection if they don't go to private beaches?"

"Don't you think that white hair is very irritating?"

"It's okay. I think you're jealous of other people having girlfriends."

"I feel so too."

"It sounds like you all have girlfriends!"

"correct."

"some."

"You beasts!"

The only single boy burst into tears like Mentos thrown into a Coke bottle and rushed out of the House of the Sea.

Asama and Futami sat in the shadow of the parasol, listening to the sounds of people, seagulls and waves, looking at the torii gates and white lighthouses in the distance in the sea, and at the nearby masses, masses and circles. , piles of foam of different shapes were washed towards the shore, wrapped in blue that turned from blue to white.

They talked about Mishima Yukio's "Sea of ​​Plenty", about Mediterranean fishing villages, about the taste of wild fennel, olives, capers, green tomatoes, grapevines, espresso and sea salt vanilla ice cream. .

"I feel like as long as I'm with Shizui-kun, my mouth and tongue will be carried around the world by you, even if I can't reach it."

Speaking of traveling around the world, didn’t Ai Fujiwara say he would return home soon?
Why no news again?
"Well - Shizui-kun, it's not good to be distracted during a date."

"I'm thinking about what to eat for lunch, but if it doesn't work out, I can borrow the restaurant kitchen to cook for you."

"really?"

"Excuse me, this beautiful lady, can you cooperate with me to complete a challenge of 100 countries around the world?"

A foreigner of Mediterranean descent, using broken Japanese and a flattering expression, knelt on the beach mat in front of Futami in a pose similar to a proposal.

Asama silently put on the □□□ star. (End of chapter)