Tokyo Wingman King

Chapter 53 51. Promises and Promises and Promises
"Ok."

Qian Qian directly passed the trumpet mouth, and took out the wet tissue in the school bag to wipe it without hesitation.

"!!!"

Seeing Asama's actions, Erjian felt slightly disappointed.

Sure enough, is it not a day's cold to freeze three feet?

But, it doesn't matter Futami, it must be because Mai-chan is by her side.

The next time you are alone, you will definitely make a breakthrough!

However, it seems that there is no chance to be alone in the next time?

Studying, lunch, working in the love counseling department, part-time job with Boss Qin.
Didn't Mr. Jingshui say that if you can, you will come to my house to study together until late?

Mr. Shizumi is a big liar! ! !

Jianjima held back his smile, closed his eyes, and continued to play the Doppler rhythm notes seriously.

Asama blew a few times into the mouthpiece, and Futami pointed out the problem with his mouth shape and luck.

After adjustment, according to the rhythm of three long and two short, blow a few times again.

The trumpet apprentice pinched the mouthpiece, feeling that he had been blowing in one breath for a long time, and his head was a little lack of oxygen, so he had to switch to the state of physical strength 6 and continue practicing.

Half an hour passed.

【Ding】

[Acquire skills, play (Wind Music-Trumpet) lv.1]

After acquiring the skill, the vibration practice became smoother all of a sudden.

Futami looked at Asama in surprise.

"Mr. Jingshui is really talented!"

No, it is the power bestowed by you Futami Daimyo.

If you rely on wingman points to exchange for skills, if you want to get a suitable skill, you don't know that you have to wait until the year of the monkey.

Judging from the actions and results, Asama regards Futami as a tool for brushing skills.

I always get what I want from you.

What you want from me, you will never get.

For this unfair relationship, Asama feels guilty, but doesn't know what to take as compensation.

"It's Yuehai who taught you well."

"Then try the trumpet directly."

Asama caught the trumpet that Futami handed over. The silver-plated trumpet has a beautiful retro LOGO print, and the serial number [152066] is etched on the piston.

Asama played the C major scale for 5 minutes to get used to the trumpet fingering, and then directly played the fourth movement of Beijiu Symphony "Ode to Joy".

The melodious notes echoed in the room,

To Erjian's ears, this is a higher, louder, and more pleasant voice than that of the North American black-billed swan.

Futami closed her eyes and enjoyed the melody, and Asama's performance made her feel calm.

It seems to see a little French boy blowing this song of peace to the returning soldiers at the port to celebrate their aftermath.

After playing "Ode to Joy" for more than one minute, teachers and classmates gave applause.

"I said, Mr. Jingshui, you already know how to play the trumpet, right?"

Such things as pretending to be pigs and eating tigers are simply bad street-level existences in romance novels.

Asama's rapid progress made Jiandao, who had been practicing Doppler pronunciation for more than half an hour, speechless.

Children from poor families do not have the time to learn to play musical instruments. I thought I had found another common ground with Asama, but half an hour later, I was betrayed again.

Asama shook her head,
"It's just an entry-level level, and it's not a complicated chord. You will learn it quickly."

"Then, can you give me a try on the trumpet?"

"also."

Then the two girls looked at Asama and took out another wet tissue, wiped the mouthpiece, and then dried it with a dry paper towel.

"Don't worry, it's an alcohol-based wet wipe, which has been disinfected."

Jian Dao took the trumpet silently, and played a section of Do Re Mi Fa So La Si Duo.

The vibrato is obvious, and there is a feeling of duck quacking.

Jianjima shook his head, returned the trumpet to Asama, and watched him clean the mouthpiece again.

While practicing, Asama communicated with Futami about trumpet purchase, maintenance and other related knowledge.

"Secondly, what's the name of your trumpet? I'll see if Amazon sells it."

"Stillwater-kun, just use mine."

"It's better to buy one yourself, and then I can play the trumpet with you. Is it enough to search [BACH Trumpet]?"

Futami imagined the scene of playing together with Asama, smiled,

"Then let's put it this way~ um. Try searching [Baja 180 series trumpets]."

Asama found the trumpet of Futami according to the entry, and the sales and purchase records were 5 people.

I looked at the price, and the promotional price is 50 yen.

Forget it, don't waste this money.

The trumpet apprentice finally chose the 5 yen Yamaha trumpet.

As a best-selling model, this trumpet has a good reputation, and the evaluation pages are all about the tone and cost performance.

Including the cost of next-day delivery, Asama won the key props in the music class for less than 1/4 of the price of a love letter.

It would be great if Erjian had a flute or clarinet at home, and it would cost less to let Erjian teach himself how to play the flute.

Time passed quickly, and by the time Asama regained consciousness, it was already 9:30.

After leaving Erjian's house, it rained heavily again.

Looking at Jian Dao holding a large bouquet of flowers, she will take the paper bag for the vase later, it should be very inconvenient to open an umbrella.

Asama decided to call a car to take Jiandao home.

Jiandao shook his head,
"Money is not wasted like this, and I am not a useless person, this thing is fine."

"Alright. Be careful on the way home alone, and call me if you have any questions."

Jiandao pursed his lips, raised his head slightly to look at Asama, and smiled,

"Mr. Jingshui is like a father."

"It's okay to say I'm an old man."

Thinking of something suddenly, Jian Dao blushed and stopped talking.

The two carried transparent umbrellas and walked towards Shirokane Takanawa Station.

"Jing Shui, can you accompany me tomorrow morning?"

Watching Jianjima stroke the bangs on the side with the scar, Asama guessed something:
"Surgery?"

"Well, I made an appointment yesterday, and the doctor said that I would be free at 8:[-] tomorrow morning, but I was still a little uneasy going alone."

"Where is the hospital?"

"It's in Arakawa District."

"Yes, we will gather at your door tomorrow morning."

"Well, let's make an appointment like this. Thank you, Shizumi-kun."

"Aren't we friends?"

friend?But today I realized that friends are not enough.
But it's great not to be rejected.

"Well, the most important friend."

"I've only known you for less than 10 days. This conclusion is too rash."

"Shizumi-kun can always say outrageous things with a straight face!"

"After all, they are just friends who have known each other for less than 10 days, or subordinates who have been employed for less than 48 hours."

The eyes of Hamabe Minami's doppelganger were bent into a beautiful arc, just like the umbrella they held up together on Thursday afternoon.

Why rush to surgery?
Because I want to have a short haircut earlier.

Why do you want a short haircut?
Because, one person said that she looks beautiful with long hair, but short hair is more suitable.

Move the baby's breath in his arms up, Jian Dao can feel the very light fragrance.

Even weeds, after enduring the sweltering heat of summer, the bleakness of autumn, and the bitter cold of winter, bloom barely scented flowers in spring.

Yes, that kind of flower has no fragrance and is also very small.

However, it is enough to see spring.

Riding the Mita Line with Majima, Asama says goodbye to the girl at Shiba Park Station.

The girl has to transfer to the Chiyoda Line, which takes at least 30 minutes to get home.

Hope the rain will be a little less later.

All I read these days are old books. Although the wisdom in it is always read and updated, Asama still feels empty.

He is an ordinary person who has no independent opinions and always arms himself with other people's opinions.

If he doesn't add some new equipment, he will suffer from under-fire phobia.

Went to the convenience store to buy a few magazines that I didn't have time to buy on Friday.

I bought 5 girly and street style magazines for free in the store in 2 minutes.

It also supplements some knowledge of fashion and art.

For example, the VVN leather fragrance prepared by LV chief perfumer JC is fused with oriental classic fragrances, and three new leather fragrances have been launched.Among them, the "Desert Scent" made with jasmine, rose, and orange blossom is very suitable for Fukasawa or Shinomiya.

The refinement and application of local traditional cultural elements in FENDI's "HAND IN HAND" art exhibition is also very good, especially the Baguette bag, the symbolic elements of hanging cones and silver bells, in cooperation with two Chinese Yi ethnic intangible cultural inheritors Not at all obtrusive.

Asama also carefully studied some of the works in the Invincible Summer art exhibition named after Camus' famous saying "In my body there is an invincible summer".

In addition to buying magazines, Asama also bought a few cans of grape-flavored Fanta, as well as seasonal bathroom anti-mold patches, anti-mold sprays, and anti-mold potions.

At 10:15 p.m., I returned to Asama at home, put down my schoolbag and umbrella, looked up and saw Pochi was still in the sleeping Arhat position, lying on the sofa, eating potato chips and watching TV.

Yesterday, I felt that she was a little more motivated, and knew to read the books on the desk.

Now it's revealed again.

"I am back."

"Ah Shui, welcome back~"

Pochi jumped off the sofa, sprinted and swooped towards the entrance, hugged Asama who was still changing shoes from behind, and sniffed and sniffed.

"It's too heavy, get up."

"Ah Shui smells very fishy today! Did you go to the bottom of the sea to teach the mermaid how to read?"

"There's no one in the house of the two little ghosts. I made dinner and fish dishes."

Asama pushed Pochi to the living room, went to the kitchen to put the soda in the refrigerator, got another glass of water from the water dispenser, and sat on the bar to rest.

Hearing the fish dishes, Pochi followed and jumped to sit on the counter, puffing up his cheeks and asking:
"I really want to eat it! Why don't you bring some back, Ah Shui?"

Asama glanced at the kitchen and frowned.
"Pochi, you bastard, didn't you have a good dinner again?"

"Who told Ah Shui that you had so little lunch today?"

Pochi lay down on the bar counter. Wearing thin pajamas, Pochi stretched out his good figure, kicking and kicking with his two calves hanging.

Asama picked up the water glass and leaned back, Pochi almost knocked over the water glass on the bar just now.

"Don't you cook your own noodles for dinner? I've made 2 flavors of noodles and meat sauce for you."

Pochi watched Asama staring at the water glass, so he sat up again, tilted his head and said solemnly:
"No, my noodle kitchen will explode."

Asama clasped her arms, and tapped her index finger impatiently on her right hand, which was not holding a water glass.

"If you are afraid of gas, can't you just use an induction cooker?"

"Speaking of which, Ah Shui, didn't you say you'd be back around 9 o'clock? I don't think it's too late for dinner after nine o'clock. Ah Shui, you big liar!"

"I've been delayed by various things. Anyway, I should be able to return early tomorrow."

"What time will you be back?"

"Before 9:[-]."

Asama drank the water in one gulp and put the glass back on the bar.

"It's not too early! Are you trying to starve me to death? Sue you for cruelty to animals."

"If you're afraid of starving to death, order takeaway by yourself. It's not that I didn't give you pocket money."

"That's my pocket money, and if I use one, it's one less. How can it be used for living expenses?!"

During the quarrel, Asama still fried a mayonnaise cheese chicken drumstick, an egg and a plate of fried dumplings for Boqi.

Pochi sat on the dining table without swallowing the food in his mouth, so he muttered to Asama:

"Ah Shui, I also want to eat fish dishes~ I want to eat sushi~ I really want to eat salmon sushi, sweet shrimp sushi, tamarind sushi, eel sushi."

"Swallow your food before talking!"

Asama sighed, and continued:
"I'll bring you some back tomorrow night."

"But I want to eat sushi made by Ah Shui~"

"Okay, I guess I'll make dinner tomorrow."

"Is that too much? Ah Shui, are you going to be a tutor or a chef? Do their parents give you double salary?"

"Why do you care so much? Just eat your sushi."

"All right."

Pochi seems to feel better when he thinks that he can eat sushi tomorrow:
"~Sushi~Sushi~Sushi~ I'm going to eat sushi tomorrow~"

"Give me a good meal!"

After Asama took a shower, he found Pochi leaning on the bed, reading a book seriously - "Golden Leaf: A Story from the Golden Branch".

"Pochi, come here."

"Oh~ what's the matter, Ah Shui?"

"If you feel that your pocket money is not enough, you have to find a way to make money yourself. Do you know that if you don't work, you won't eat?"

"Pochi doesn't work~"

Knowing that this guy would answer in this way, Asama took out a paper and pen on the desk, and said to Kanmono Pochi:

"In the next three chapters, I will settle the pocket money for you as much as you do every day."

"Including sex things?"

"Not included."

"Oh, it's a lot of fun."

"I don't want to care about what kind of experience you had before, which made you have such values. If you say this to me again in the future, I will kick you out."

Hearing Asama speak to himself like this for the first time, Pochi felt a little sad, but his expression was angry:

"Hmph, heartless man!"

Asama Takashi wrote down a lot of things, tapped the pen on the table,

"Listen to me.

Household hygiene is cleaned every day, including the kitchen, toilet, and bathroom in addition to the dining room.Reward 500 yen.

Bedding is made daily.Reward 100 yen.

Laundry and drying clothes every day, folded clothes.The reward is 200 yen.

Cook your own meals every day.Breakfast is 200 yen, lunch is 500 yen, and dinner is 500 yen.

Exercise every day.Reward 500 yen.

Read for half an hour every day.Reward 500 yen.

Record talent videos every day. 15 yen for 500 minutes.

Go out for a walk every day, chat with neighbors, and try to talk to more than 2 people.Reward 500 yen.

After completing these tasks, you will earn 4000 yen a day. If you have new things you want to do, you can communicate with me, and I will judge how much you will be rewarded. "

"Give Ah Shui a good morning kiss every morning~ How much is it~"

"Minus 4000."

"How much does it cost to give Ah Shui a big hug every day?"

"Minus 4000."

"How much does it cost to bathe Ah Shui and rub his back every day?"

"Minus 4000."

"Doesn't that mean you can't do anything you want to do at all!?"

"Humans and dogs have different paths, so don't use your crooked brains."

"Massage and beat Ah Shui's back every day?"

". If I agree, I will reward you with 500."

"Okay~~~! Finally succeeded once~"

Asama handed Pochi the third chapter of the Covenant,

"That's all. There are cameras in the room, and I can basically judge your daily achievements.

If you think of anything later, fill it in first, and I'll look at it tomorrow. "

Boqi felt as if he had received a signed check as he looked at his labor contract.

do not know why.

Looking at the agreement, Pochi felt warm in his heart, and felt that he was one step closer to Asama.

She looked at Asama who was already sleeping on the sofa.

Boqi turned on the desk lamp, turned off the main light in the room, and lay down on the desk to meditate.

　Thanks to [Seino_Rin] boss for the cute host reward, thanks to the boss of [Rin Jiang’s Dolphin] for the 10000 reward, and thanks to [Ye Luo Zhiqiu is singing] [Xingyu Zhiyue] [Bright Jiangnan] [Incarnation of the North] [Wild boar is very Leisure] [Shattered] The rewards from the bosses, thank you for the monthly tickets, comments, favorites, recommendations, and follow-ups.

　　I have to keep working hard.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)