Tokyo Wingman King

Chapter 49. 48. Tsukiji Market, Typhoon, and No Love Second Statement

Storms and storms, darkness and darkness,
The canopy of the shop was shaken by the wind and rustled.

In an instant, the shops at Tsukiji Market became a sanctuary for tourists, diners, and local grocery shoppers like Asama.

Most shops have no seats, and at most there are a few countertops for everyone to stand and eat, and the space is extremely cramped.

Not everyone can accept the environment of rubbing shoulders.

Some people stood at the door of the store and waited for the rain to stop as if resigned to their fate. Some people held umbrellas and charged towards the subway station like warriors, but more people, like Asama, Futami, and Jianjima, were like Like refugees, they continue to find shelters like doomsday arks.

This rain is much more than last month.

For some reason, seeing a few young men and women beside him shivering from the rain and wind, Asama imagined in Asama's mind how Pochi was sleeping outside, curled up to hide from the rain before he met him.

Asama no longer thinks about it, the past Pochi has been cut off by herself,
At least today's Boqi is luckier than himself, what is there to sympathize with?
Diagonally opposite the shop with seats like [Sushi Kiyoshi] is already overcrowded.

The three of them walked to Shanlin Temple in the northeast direction,
Sushi restaurants, ramen restaurants, barbecue restaurants, izakayas, teahouses, and small canteens are all crowded at the subway level in the morning rush hour.
Finally, at the corner near Harumi Avenue, Asama found a coffee shop with a hidden location, a very inconspicuous sign, no queues and seats.

They climbed up the outdoor iron stairs covered with non-slip mats to the second floor. The store was unexpectedly spacious, and Asama and the others chose a seat by the window.

It's only less than 11 o'clock now, and the customer on the next table has already had lunch.

Asama ordered an iced Americano, Futami ordered a cappuccino, and Jianjima chose a cup of lemon black tea.

Asama thought about it, and ordered two more signature desserts on the menu for the girls, matcha tiramisu for Futami, and citrus pudding for Jianjima.

A violent storm was raging outside, with strong winds beating against the glass.

The warriors outside the window tried to run to the subway station with umbrellas. The umbrella surface was blown to pieces, or the whole umbrella was blown away. Some people were blown upside down like toys, very embarrassed.

The wind howled and the thunder continued. Looking at the weather, it felt like the typhoon was dancing around.

After all, Tsukiji Market is on the seaside of Tokyo Bay, so for safety's sake, Asama checked the weather on her mobile phone.

Sure enough, the tropical cyclone activity in the Pacific Ocean intensified, Typhoon "Eva" suddenly approached, and the weather warnings spread frantically on the Internet after knowing it——

[The strong typhoon "Eva" landed in Tateyama City, Chiba Prefecture at 6:17 noon on June 12, advancing to the northeast at a speed of 35 kilometers per hour, and is expected to leave the shore in Choshi City at 3:15 pm.At noon today, Tokyo entered the range of a typhoon, with a maximum wind force of [-]. There will be heavy rain at that time, and citizens are requested to minimize going out]

Due to the impact of Typhoon "Eva", a large number of flights at two airports in Tokyo were cancelled, and some trains on the Tokaido Shinkansen were also suspended.

I continued to read the news, and felt that Tokyo people who have been tested by typhoons do not think that a typhoon of level 15 is dangerous.

Thinking about it, I was right, the gust of wind had almost subsided by 3 o'clock in the afternoon, which was much better than being stuck in this market for a few days by the typhoon.

The three sat by the window on the second floor of the restaurant and waited for the rain to stop, just like yesterday at noon.

"The rain is really heavy. Last year's typhoon didn't seem to be so exaggerated."

Futami sat by the window, resting her chin on one hand, admiring the wind and rain outside.

"Yes, Mr. Ma said yesterday that the ocean temperature will rise, and extreme weather will become more and more frequent in the future. As a result, a typhoon came today."

Jian Dao, who was also sitting by the window, was admiring the lightning in the dark clouds in the distance, and suddenly said:

"Every time I see a doomsday scene, I feel an inexplicable joy in my heart, feeling that people all over the world are equal."

Where did the cult reservists come from?
"Mr. Shizumi said the same thing~'I like violent storms. This world is too dirty and needs to be cleaned thoroughly.'"

Futami raised her head, imitating Asama's expressionless expression.

I don't seem to have said that, have I?

"This kind of words are really suitable for Shizumi-kun."

The two girls looked at each other and smiled, and Jiandao looked at Asama's face again.

"But after thinking about it, even if the end comes, a few people can still escape with Noah's Ark. Equality is really like heaven. It's a virtual concept. Don't you think so, Mr. Stillwater?"

"The correct solution, but it is worth pursuing by everyone. There is a road with an end, so you don't get lost."

There was a young couple at the next table, the man couldn't help but look sideways,

I want to listen to the Shura field, but what are they talking about?Today's young people don't understand what they are thinking.

The wind and rain outside became more urgent, and the clerk came over with tape.

Asama knocked on the glass, and it was obviously double-layer tempered glass. Putting tape on it would actually increase the size of the glass fragments and cause casualties. The tape could only serve as a placebo.

The communication with the clerk was fruitless, so Asama took the initiative to take the tape, pasted the tape on the edge of the glass window frame in the shape of a mouth, and explained to the clerk that this can increase the tensile strength of the tape to reduce the glass when it is blown by the wind. deflection.

After indicating that she is a nerd with a deviation value of 78 in Yinghe Academy, the shop assistant gave up the plan to stick rice-shaped tape.

"Shizumi-kun really knows a lot~"

Futami stared at Asama like a fan girl, but Asama turned his eyes away from the window, choosing not to look at himself in Futami's pupils.

"I just know what I know, I don't know much, it's just a coincidence."

Jianjima laughed and asked Asama:

"Then why don't they stop putting tape on it? Isn't it more dangerous if the glass breaks after the tape is put on?"

"Persuasion or dissuasion has little effect. First, they don't care about the authenticity, they only care about the sense of security. Second, the typhoon this time has a wind force of about 15, and the normal wind pressure is within 2000Pa. The tempered glass can withstand the pressure of about 4800Pa, so the overall It's safe."

Asama looked at the intersection, a piece of blue iron was blown across the road.

"By the way, don't you guys change seats? Sitting by the window is still dangerous."

"Mr. Shizumi said it's all right, so I'm not worried."

"I really like watching the rain, and the sound of raindrops hitting the glass is also very nice."

Asama didn't say a word, and carrying more than 10 catties of ingredients, he directly changed to another table in the corner that was not near the window.

Erjian and Jiandao were forced to shift positions.

Qian Jian took the lead to take out the book to read, and also handed Jian Dao the "Entertainment to Death" in the morning, and the three of them entered the silent study time again.

The clerk looked around with the plate, only to find that the three people who changed tables put coffee, black tea and desserts in front of them.

Seeing the two little beauties reading books seriously, the clerk gave them two small plates of cookies, one in the shape of a spiral and the other in the shape of a Roman shield.

Jianjima actually doesn't like the book "Entertaining to Death", which constantly emphasizes that God favors those who have the talents and skills to entertain others, and Jianjima Mai refuses to please others.

Turning to look at the profile of Asama, fully engaged and absorbed in the book "Work, Consumerism, and the New Poor".

Mai Mashima was in a daze,
Low-key, self-confident, progressive, and full of wisdom Asama Shizumi,

Gentle, understand yourself, encourage yourself, guide your own shallow still water,

Asama Shizumi who is ruthless, pretends to be stupid, and refuses to fall in love,

Everything fits the book very well, and he himself seems to have become a book, the cover is dusty, and when the title page is opened, the golden light is shining, which is fascinating.

However, it is full of mystery-like difficulties.

"Jing Shui, you really like reading."

"It's not like I like it, it's just a habit."

"Then what made you stick to this habit?"

"Mai, do you think it's people's feet that are fast, or people's thoughts?"

"Think."

"Someone said, 'If we want to take the roads that humans have traveled all over the world, they must be one of the roads I have traveled.' To do this, the only way is to read books."

"Do you mean standing on the shoulders of giants?"

"almost."

Er Jian also put down his book and got involved:
"Isn't Mai-chan also fond of reading?"

"Uh, the books I read are not of the same nature as those Shizu-kun read.

If reading in Asama is about colliding with knowledgeable people, my reading is purely chatting with a bragging hot girl. "

"Eh, is that so?"

"Almost. The density of popular novels is very low, mainly for entertainment. Those who try to find a way of life or pursue profoundness from popular novels must have a problem with their brains. However, a normal person will have his own way of pastime , There is nothing wrong with reading idle books."

Jian Dao's face turned slightly red,

"I always feel that Shizumi-kun is scolding me for wasting time."

"Time is yours, and how you manage it is up to you. The real reason I study is to avoid ineffective social interaction."

"Huh?" X2
Asama took a sip of the iced Americano, and felt that he ordered the wrong one again. It is better to drink hot coffee in this weather.

"When talking with people, there are always things that you don't like or have heard. Out of etiquette, you must listen to your temper.

There is no such trouble at all when reading books. Even if the author is a world master and a literary figure, you can directly skip his bullshit.This kind of one-dimensional, authoritative social experience, I am afraid that only reading can give it. "

Jiandao nodded.

"On social networks, if you post an emoticon, you will be popular. The people on the Internet are really scary."

Erjian nodded,

"Well, I don't play Twitter, INS or TIKTOK very much. Compared with social media, I think it's more reassuring to communicate with friends face to face like us."

The two girls talked about the way of socializing, and they both felt a stronger sense of crisis in their hearts-if I don't study hard, I will be skipped by Shizumi-kun!
The three of them entered the time of quietly reading, drinking tea, and eating snacks.

Perhaps Futami Yuekai is the only one who is not paying attention.

A few times, she wanted to cut a small piece of cake with her teaspoon and hand it to Asama's mouth.

However, it would be too embarrassing if it wasn't for the world of two.

In the midst of entanglement, the time has pointed to 12 o'clock.

Er Jian rarely reads poetry, but in this summer full of memories, she began to write down some lines:
[The way I measure time is not three meals and four seasons, not the alternation of day and night, but whether I am with you]

The shallow still water has become the measure of time in Futamizuki Sea.

It's okay to see you again, there are still many opportunities, don't rush!
Futami Yuekai is a girl who will cheer herself up very much.

At lunch time, [KEY COFFEE] can only serve some simple western dishes, but they all taste good.

All three ordered seafood pasta, plus a plate of chicken popcorn and a plate of avocado salmon vegetable salad.

Jianjima put half a small heart-shaped tomato into the bowl with a fork, and asked Asama:

"Why doesn't Mr. Shizuzu want to fall in love?"

"Well, I'm not qualified."

"Do you need qualifications to fall in love?"

"Well, it's not qualifications such as looks, grades, popularity, etc., but qualifications to undertake.

Love this thing, it's so heavy I can't afford anyone's love.Either love or be loved. "

Erjian couldn't sit still,

"Being loved...does it feel heavy too?"

Jiandao nodded,

"Didn't it say, 'I love you, it has nothing to do with you'? Why does being loved feel heavy?"

The second sight can't help but look sideways, good guy, are you confessing your love in disguise?

Mai-chan's ears are red!How cunning!

"Feel it. In short, it is a kind of contempt for love that I bear this kind of thing, just like wrapping a meteorite from the sky with a tissue."

Hearing Asama's deep and calm answer, the two girls felt depressed and heavy.

"It feels like Shizumi-kun is always denying himself. Obviously you are so good, obviously there are so many people who like you, trust you, and love you"

"I don't think anyone knows love better than Mr. Jingshui. If you are not qualified to love, wouldn't so many stupid couples commit suicide?"

"Actually, there are too many reasons to say.

I don't trust this kind of relationship - relationships always start with self-deception, continue with deception, and end with a lie exposed.

I'm not optimistic about this kind of relationship - people with a little sense will find that falling in love is torturing themselves and the other party most of the time.

I don't agree with this kind of feeling-defining the love of two people as being in love is actually limiting love.Much of the act of being in love is just an imitation of the peak experience that true love brings, and even when it's done, many people don't get it. "

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Mai Jima couldn't understand Asama even more. His values, which had always been correct, seemed to have been severely distorted on this topic.

"Then why does Mr. Jingshui still do love counseling work? If love is so unbearable, don't you become a bad person who deceives people and encourages them to fall into the fire pit?"

Asama stopped rolling the pasta with a fork, smiled and looked at the two girls,
"In fact, in this matter, I have never said that I am a good person. If you want to obtain happiness in love, you must also accept the pain of failure in love. Isn't it fair?"

Shallow then asked:

"Jianjima, you have also met Komaba and Banzawa, do you think they are happy?"

"You should be happy."

"That moment of happiness is enough to support them for many years. What I have done for them is personal progress and the experience of happiness, but I am not responsible for their lifetime love.

Similarly, I personally do not pursue this kind of short-term happiness. "

The two girls had nothing to say, as if the ice of the phrase "I've never been in love, and I don't plan to be in love" has suddenly reached the level of Lambert Glacier from the level of an ice cream cone.

Asama changed the topic and talked about the next three hours, we can learn e-commerce Chinese together.

Suddenly, there was a shock in my head——

[Sub-quest - The Love That Can't Be Reached Has Been Completed

[Mission rewards: 20 points for wingman; 200 million electronic currency; mission object Nakamura Yusuke is in random skill draw,

Extraction skill: somersault lv.1]

Nakamura-senpai finally succeeded.

Asama looked at the weather outside.

Has the rabbit girl caught up with the suspension bridge effect?

　Quite suddenly.

　　The editor said that it can be put on the shelves tomorrow, thank you for your support.

　　I was a little caught off guard. I was still fantasizing about Sanjiang. Sure enough, do human beings have limits?

　　What should I do, I have to write a testimonial for the shelf, isn't that equal to one more update? .well

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(End of this chapter)