Tokyo Wingman King

Chapter 71 69. Physiotherapy and Sensuality

"The water in the sky is rain, falling from the top down.

The water on the ground is a river, flowing from high to low.

The water in the eyes is tears, and I can't find an outlet.

The water in front of me is you, drowning my eyes.

Purify purified water, it can't take away worries.

The water that gathers the world is just making up.

I just want to take a scoop, I just want to take a scoop,
Can hold me up, can let me swim.

I just want to take a scoop, I just want to take a scoop,
Keeps me awake, keeps me on top.

I just want to take a scoop, I just want to take a scoop,
If only I could drink out of freedom.

I just want to take a scoop, I just want to take a scoop,
If you can set me free.
What what?
Don't understand, don't understand, don't understand.
We are the prisoner
we are prisoners

Waters waters waters
Not clear, not clear, not clear.
Wish is rising so deep inside
hope in the depths

You are the water in me
you are my deep need

You are the worth in me."

you are my deep need

The sound of instruments in the practice room faded away.

The blue-haired bass girl Shiina Emi leaned back on the beanbag sofa on the ground, took a cup of mojito iced coffee from the small three-legged table, stirred it for a while, and took a deep sip.

When she felt relieved, she lazily asked Undead Chuan, who kept revising and revising the score,

"Li Shi, why does your new song "W" feel a bit weird?"

The bald drummer Seiji Koyanagi, who was wearing eye shadow and lipstick, also inserted the drumsticks, sat on the sofa beside him, flipped through the "Zipper" magazine, and watched "Cut the Line to Die" and "RISE! RISE!" by the Dead Samurai Band. ""Life is like a supreme" boarded the magazine's pop music vane, looked up with great interest and said,
"I feel that this lyrics has a taste of love. It seems that Xiao Lishi has someone he likes~"

Wearing a lot of metal ornaments, Hiroto Okubo, with his hair permed to the sky, hovered over the keyboard with both hands, showing surprise,
"No way! Didn't the lyrics talk about water? Did people like Li Shi fall in love? Men and women?"

Immortal Chuan hammered Okubo hahaha,
"Of course not, I wrote this song on March 3~"

"what------"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and sandbags being hit came from the practice room.

Emi Shiina put down her coffee cup and asked suspiciously,
"March 3? What date is that? Whose birthday is it?"

Immortal Chuan turned his arms into a Ferris wheel, smiled and turned his head to answer,

"It's World Water Day!"

Koyanagi Seiji hummed the melody of the "W" he had just practiced, and confirmed it with his eyes closed.

"That said, I seem to have a little impression. Lishi seems to have hummed a similar melody before. I still feel that the melody here has a faint, unrequited love flavor."

Emi Shiina glanced disdainfully at the "LOVE" tattoo engraved on her bald head, and said:

"You even said that the national anthem smells like love."

The tattooed bald head shook his head,

"It seems to pursue eternity, but in fact, the sad and short-lived melody, isn't it the taste of love?"

Immortal Chuan was still practicing hammering, Okubo was struggling on the ground like a green onion,
"Hey, can you stop chatting like you didn't see it! Tell Lishi to stop!"

The blue-haired girl Emi Shiina was lost in thought,
"Lishi doesn't seem to be familiar with any boy?"

Okubo's eyes lit up on the ground,
"Could it be that pretty girl I met in Roppongi before?"

The tattooed bald Xiao Liu twisted while covering her face,

"I also remember that pretty girl, she was shining like Rise and Emi~~~ah~~~ the citrus scent."

Okubo screamed,
"Lishi stop! I was wrong, hey! Didn't Koyanagi say that just now? Don't beat someone with a smile on your face! This is terrible!"

"Where is there~ I heard that many pianists have problems with lumbar spine, cervical spine, and shoulders. Hey!—ha!——If you don't take good care of them, the pain will affect your career when you get old."

"I'll retire early! Let me go! Lishi!"

Emi Shiina suddenly asked,

"Is this the reason why this weekend's LIVE will be broadcast online on the cruise ship instead?"

The bald-headed Koyanagi with tattoos also became serious,
"I have already told the boss of ALL RISE, Nakaoka, he has posted a notice on LIVEHOUSE, and the tickets will be fully refunded to the fans. On the online side, he has sponsored four online advertisements. When the time comes, the live broadcast team will place the advertisements Enter, we just need to put a few LOGO stickers on the body."

Undead Chuan continued to exert force with both hands, suppressing the strong man with 2 meters of hair, while smiling and nodding,
"Then it's fine~"

When Emi Shiina thought that she even posted the LOGO of the sponsor of chewing gum before, she felt a little upset.
"The old man Nakaoka really knows how to do business."

"Ah———Indeed, how could his LIVEHOUSE become popular without us? We are dead samurai resounding through the underground of Tokyo! Ah!———Let me go! Rishi!"

"Li Shi-chan, have you communicated with your school about the cruise performance?"

The reply was a big, sunny, confident smile,

"Report for approval and come down tomorrow~ My husband, no problem! This will definitely be an interesting performance~!"

After the break, the band of dead warriors began to rehearse intensively again.

After Okubo felt the pain, he really felt better physically and mentally. Was it really just [physiotherapy] just now?
Facing the breeze and light rain, passing through the streets, Asama Still Water and Futami Moon Sea walked on the straight road at a constant speed,
This kind of road gives people a sense of security. It seems that you don't need to pay much attention to the direction, and you can easily reach your destination even if your mind is distracted.

Erjian finished work today and changed into a private suit again. The skirt was pulled up, revealing thighs that are as delicate as a milkshake, thinner, whiter, and longer than Korean idols.

This forced Asama, who sometimes stared at the bricks under her feet, to raise her head.

On the subway, the destination Shirogane Takanawa, the Mita Line at 8:10 was extremely crowded.

The crappy flower protector put Er Jianbi in the corner again.

Asama Shizumi has always believed that Futami's learning ability is very strong.

After all, she is a girl who has mastered tennis, bowling, and more than ten kinds of musical instruments, and she can solve many problems with one click.

The stronger the learning ability, the thinner the barriers to action, and the stronger the ability to act.

So Asama felt the action power of Erjian, learn now and sell now.

"Jing Shui, can you stand closer?"

"Mr. Jingshui, can you teach me some other shoelace tying methods later? I feel that watching the video is still not intuitive."

"Jing Shui, can you go home with me for a review? Today's math class, Mr. Hinoki's Fourier, can you tell me again?"

This is the [Franklin Effect].

"Thank you Shizumi-san, I have prepared the ingredients for baking muffins at home, we will go home together later, I will bake some muffins for you to eat."

This is the [Pygmalion Effect].

"Is it not possible? Then I will bake it tomorrow morning, can I bring you some to try?"

"Isn't it possible? Mr. Jingshui said before that it's fine if you can study with me for as long as you want."

This is the [facade effect].

I really have you, see you two.

If it was me in junior high school, I might feel a little trapped and overwhelmed.

But the current self is a man walking on the path of the shadow power.

"It's okay. Holding an umbrella on the subway, it's dangerous for us to stand too close."

"I will send you some more intuitive tutorials with more detailed steps."

"Fourier series is currently not very likely to be a problem. I can send you a video of a math teacher explaining it, which is simpler than Cypress."

"Muffins are not for dinner."

".Okay, let's do less tomorrow morning."

then,

It was agreed to only stay until 9:[-], and Asama followed Futami Daimyojin to her house.

After making two simple bowls of noodles, the two of them finished eating, Er Jian hurried to the bathroom to take a shower.

When the girl came out, she was dressed in extremely cool pajamas again, and her slightly damp hair could still feel the moist moisture when she approached.

The fragrance rushes into the sensitive nose. It is still the perfume I have used before. There is a faint scent of juniper berries, laurel and mineral wood. It seems that Er Jian is trying to fix his olfactory memory.

Asama arranged two sets of test papers and one positioning theory study material for Erjian, making Erjian ask for trouble.

They can only create a two-person world in the name of learning, but as long as it is in the name of learning, Asama is not afraid.

After all, the test papers and study materials in the mobile phone are about 40G only in TXT format.

Where is reading not reading?
After sending Pochi a late text message, Asama took out "Wartime Notes" and continued to study.

On the surface, Futami, who seemed to be seriously working on the test paper, was fascinated by Asama's profile while reading.

The profile surprised her even more than Alex Turner or Tom Fletcher had in their youth.

On the dining table that was temporarily used as a desk, the two engaged in a visual guerrilla war.

If you look at each other, you will definitely be taught not to be careful.

Therefore, Erjian strictly abides by the twelve-character policy of "when the enemy advances, we retreat, when the enemy retreats, we pursue, when the enemy lures, we settle".

After confronting each other more than ten times, Asama chose to give up and read the book seriously.

So Er Jian added "the enemy lies down and I am happy" into the twelve-character policy, forming the sixteen-character policy for guerrilla warfare in sight.

But Erjian still understands that the line of sight is far from enough.

Want to touch, stick, kiss, kiss, eat snake fruit.

But Erjian doesn't want to disgust Asama now, after all, she hasn't learned the theory of love that turns disgust into favor.

But don't worry, since you have entered the love counseling department, the theory of love is hers, and Shizumi Asama will also be hers.

She also sometimes asks herself why she is so obsessed with Asama.

Is it the two outstretched hands?
The current Er Jian doesn't think so.

Having been together day and night for more than ten days, she loved every moment of Shizumi Asama.

Each of these moments could fill her empty 15 years.

What is the reason for liking Asama?
It's like asking her to recite every word she knows in the dictionary in one breath.

But she knows it.

The shallow still water is the reason why she doesn't love others in her life.

She's not interested in anyone but Asama.

Asama is the reason to urge her to get up and dress up, and to supervise her to study her outfits carefully.

She began to like the daily life of the relationship counseling department.

Listen to interesting love stories every day, watch Asama's acting every day, and learn how to attack Asama from Asama every day.

This life is too fulfilling.

Seats will be reassigned next semester, and it would be great if they could sit together.

Just like today, it is also a wonderful enjoyment to lie on the table and read Asama.

Unknowingly, it was 9:[-], and there was still one small test paper for Er Jian that I hadn't finished.

Asama looked back three quarters of the way through the book—【Don't depend on the outside world, then you don't need to be afraid of what happens in it—November 1914, 11].

【Ding】

【Achievements Completed - Revisiting the Past and Learning the New

Title obtained: Repeater
Obtained characteristics: review efficiency increased by 20%; every year of re-study, the test-taking performance increased by 50%; during the re-study period, the favorability of fresh graduates -20]

When Asama heard that another achievement suddenly appeared, she hurriedly packed her things and said goodbye to Futami.

The second sight is like a leader of a country bids farewell to the head of state of another country,

He held his hand firmly and said goodbye.

Said that this is the necessary respect for the minister from the love counseling department.

The tender touch of the girl's catkins still stays on her hands.

Asama rubbed her fingers, feeling that her fingerprints were covered by this smooth layer.

Sensuality is too much today.

Obviously influenced by Wittgenstein.

Hu Shizhi regretted playing cards, and shot Joseph emotionally.

The diary of the boss is like the god Cthulhu. Reading through it can certainly improve the realm, but looking at the flowers will only cause spiritual pollution.

When Erjian saw him, didn't Asama himself know?

I can only pretend to read books and devote myself.

Is the attraction mutual?

Impossible, otherwise there wouldn't be so many defeated dogs howling in this world.

This is not to blame for Asama, Futami's plain makeup is at least Charm 8. Recently, after starting to laugh and pay attention to dressing up, her charm index has risen exponentially.

The beauty of the youthful girl is like an elephant in the house, which cannot be ignored.

From a purely aesthetic point of view, it is understandable to take a few more glances.

Asama shook his head, propped up the transparent umbrella and threw it into the street.

A lonely soul scurrying in the wind.

On the road, the rain was thin and continuous, and at the same time, people's spirit and clothes were wet.

The wind is more annoying than the rain. It will make it impossible for people to distinguish the tiny raindrops, and the tiny droplets that cannot be seen will be sent to Asama through the umbrella, just like the magic ball thrown by the pitcher in the cartoon. Make people hard to guard against.

Soon, Asama's clothes were covered with a layer of cold and penetrating moss-like moisture.

Suddenly, a gust of evil wind blew the transparent umbrella that had been used for seven or eight days onto the telephone pole. When the umbrella was blown down again, Asama was already wet like a dog in the water.

Before 10 o'clock in the evening, Asama walked into the apartment in a damp body, and greeted Pochi weakly.

"I am back."

"Ah Shui~Welcome back~~~Hey? Didn't you bring an umbrella?"

"Ah."

Asama sat on the porch, put [-]% to [-]% wet shoes into the shoe cabinet, and turned on the drying and dehumidification mode.

Before Asama got up, Pochi leaned his chin on Asama's shoulder and smiled,

"Because it's a transparent umbrella, so the function is transparent?"

A brain collapse, bouncing away the increasingly borderless Pochi.

I checked the kitchen and found that Pochi hadn't made dinner by himself.

"Didn't you say you have to learn how to make dinner by yourself? I made all the bibimbap sauce for you, and you can't even cook a meal?"

"It's okay~ I've started to lose weight recently, and I only eat breakfast and lunch every day. In addition~ I will definitely get 2000 yen for today's homework~~~"

Asama glanced at Pochi, who was cross-legged and wearing a thin hollow T-shirt to show off her figure. The necklace on her chest shook violently as the girl turned around.

He decided to take a shower first, obviously because he wanted to warm up his body after being drenched in the rain, but now he had to let his body cool down again.

This may be the life Kuroda dreamed of, but for Asama,

It was a bad youth.

Bo Qi's beautiful figure and the prominent points on the thin clothes are vivid.

Made, Asama suddenly felt very, very, very emotional again.

　Thank you [Star Moon] boss for the reward.

　　Thank you for your support, please recommend, please kindly comment, thank you bosses.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)