Tokyo Wingman King

Chapter 93. 90. Tokyo Bay Cruise and Accident
Jin Wei was surprised by Gui Gongping's choice,

However, she was never afraid of betrayal.

Although the writer Kazuo Ishiguro is someone Konoe despises, she agrees with one of his words——

[The so-called playing chess means constantly implementing strategies.Don't give up even if the enemy destroys your plan, but immediately come up with another plan.Victory and defeat are not decided when the king is generalized.But when the chess player gives up using any strategy, the victory or defeat is already a foregone conclusion. 】

Even if she can no longer get any help from her family, in Yinghe's ivory tower, she firmly believes that she is the one who ultimately speaks.

There are less than 6 months before the official re-election of the student union, and Gui Gongping expressed dissatisfaction with her through Arima Yoshihiko, which is nothing but a cowardly expression.

Konoe Chiyo has never resisted positive and intense conflicts.

A person who wants to go around in a narrow way is not worthy of being her opponent.

As for Arima Yoshihiko, Konoe didn't take it seriously.

Her gaze remained on the face of the man who gave her real pain.

Arima Yoshihiko must have been instigated by the man in front of him, so at the end of this long day, he impulsively blew himself up among a group of class enemies, seeking understanding and approval.

The spirit of the Yinghe Student Union in the past was nothing but a drug-like lie, but it couldn't stop fools from believing it.

The biggest problem with idealists is that they think too well of everyone.

For the countless philistines in this banquet hall, it is not ideals that motivate them to work hard, but the sense of superiority, security, and satisfaction brought by class and privilege.

Did Asama Shizumi want to humiliate Arima Yoshihiko through this link?
Being misunderstood, being betrayed by those who want to unite—I'm afraid this is the most unacceptable ending for a naive person like Yoshihiko Arima who wants to play the hero who guides the people?
Sure enough, brilliant rationality and crazy violence are actually two sides of the same coin. 】

Barbarism in the guise of civilization is more barbaric than barbaric.

Hidden in good intentions—rational evil, used to cut those mediocre people, is no more blunt than the knife she used to trim branches.

Even if I do a lot of things that good people would do, even if I can cook delicious food that surpasses any chef, even if I stay in an ivory tower for nearly 3 months
Shizumi Asama, he is still a terrorist [-] times worse than Chiyo Konoe.

In Konoe Chiyo's eyes, if she herself is like Cao Mengde, she is domineering in pursuit of victory by all means on the right path.

Asama Shizumi is a villain who takes playing with people's hearts as his life creed.

The clown in front of me is not the Tudor dynasty's Will Summers who pointed out the current malpractice, but a mixture of perversion, abuse, bad taste, neurotic humor, and schizophrenic disguise, which is better than the one in DC comics The clown is also an unpredictable guy.

Playing as a gray ordinary person on weekdays, today he juggled with his pet in the game.

Did he take the initiative to expose some of his abilities in advance to guard against the trap he set at the sports festival?
Or is it purely out of interest, that you just like to watch others look embarrassed when they fall into the water?

Konoe Chiyo has long believed that the white and gray Asama still water must be a disguise.Only the chaotic sticky black is the real background color of this man.

This black chaos not only took Arima Yoshihiko out of his control, but also began to try to dominate and distort him.

Recalling the sentence he said yesterday - "Play the game with me, I will set the rules, understand?"

Who does he think he is?Such arrogance, such contempt!

When the victory comes to an end, she must let him know how much he will pay for underestimating Konoe Chiyo!

Konoe Chiyo, who lacks enough information, has no idea how to master such a [natural sharp blade].

Moreover, the instability of [Joker]'s own personality, as well as the organization behind it hidden in the dark side of Tokyo, have become the restrictions of Konoe's taboo.

More importantly, this guy who made her helpless probably reached a certain deal with her father.

Is it related to his mission in Yinghe?

Or, is it aimed at myself, the [test] that my father said is related?
Walking the tightrope on the valley of death, what can help her cross the other shore is will, wisdom, and strength.

Mystery, danger, and the unknown—everything brought about by the game with [Joker] made Konoe Chiyo put his legs together, clenched his fists, and his heart was surging for a while.

Yes,

Coming to Yinghe is not a failed choice.

Only when there is such an opponent, the college life will not be empty and boring.

Then, take back the pawns first, and then move on to the next step.

Today's night may be more lively than Tokyo Bay.

Konoe looked at Shizumi Asama again, showing a cold smile.

The banquet hall rang with the sound of a western band playing.

After Mendelssohn's "Spring Song", there is an aria from Handel's opera "Rinaldo".

Asama, who was already 5 minutes full, put down the soup spoon, and his eyes were attracted by a painting in the distance.

In the middle of the banquet hall, there is a Fragonard's "Presenting a Flower Crown for the Lover".

Many of the painter's works are full of rococo artistic interest. For a portrait of him, the European dignitaries at that time were willing to spend a lot of money.However, during the period of the French Revolution, his works were abandoned by the times. Under the aesthetic wave of heroism, moral restraint, and serious propositions under neoclassicism, Rococo was hypocritical and vulgar.

The class represented by the owner of this ship, Fujiwara and Konoe, has a subtle connection with Arima Goyo's heroic speech.

Only one piece of Beethoven's "Third Symphony" for Napoleon is missing, and the horn of revolution can be sounded.

Of course, those who started the revolution had to die.

Futami saw Asama put down the tableware and began to wander, resisting the urge to pretend to take the wrong tableware and put his spoon into his mouth.

The girl asked with concern,
"Jing Shui, have you lost your appetite?"

"Well, Arima's speech just reminded me, Stay hungry, Stay foolish."

Takishima, who had coaxed Erjoo just now, leaned over and interjected,
"That is to say, do you want to keep being hungry while pretending to be stupid? As expected of you~ No wonder~ No wonder~ Hehe"

Asama glanced sideways at Takishima's smiling face, shook her head,

"An oriental philosopher once said a word: A dog at the entrance of the village barks at you, and you definitely cannot return to it like a dog barks."

At this time, Yasaka also interrupted with a smile,

"Asama-san, shouldn't it be: 'A dog at the entrance of the village barked, and the other dogs followed suit'?"

Asama looked at Yasaka seriously and nodded.

Yasaka reacted and also narrowed his eyes.

Takishima continued to ask Asama, but kept looking in Futami's direction,

"Asama-kun, do you have a favorite dance partner?"

Futami couldn't help giving Takishima a thumbs up in his heart, good boy!You are doing well!

"Not interested in."

Takishima didn't care, and turned to ask Futami,
"Erjian-san, do you have a favorite dance partner in the future?"

The favor of a beautiful girl makes a man prouder than any medal.

Noticing that the other two boys on the table were also looking at him, Erjian quickly raised his hands in black gloves and waved them at them.

"Not at all interested."

Takishima laughed.

"Futami-san and Asama-kun, you two are really a couple."

Futami looked down at the unresponsive Asama, and reciprocated Takishima,

"Where. You and Erjo classmate are a good match."

"Haha, I have to say that Futami-san's observation skills are amazing. Miss Linnai and I are just like the thunder and the earth, the pagoda suppresses the river monster. The mountain peak reflects the valley, and the screw meets the nut."

Takishima's incomprehensible words provoked Erjo to give him a beating warning again, and Takishima kept begging for mercy with his squinting smile.

Asahi rubbed his eyebrows,
The noise level of stupid couples is almost the same as that of excavators.

There's a dance and a celebration tonight
I really want to just close my eyes and skip these troublesome things.

The kind of skill that can skip time at will, can the waste system be brushed?

The noise around her ears continued, Asama closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Everyone moved to the banquet hall on the 5th floor, and Yinghe's teachers were already waiting at the door, welcoming the students gracefully and gracefully.

They have seen many handsome young girls.

But this year's children still let the color of amazement flash across their faces.

The lights are as bright as daylight, the huge dance floor is covered with Italian Carrara white marble, and the surrounding tables are also filled with exquisite cold meals.

The Western Orchestra, which is bigger than before, is right in front of the banquet hall, concentrating on performing Bach.

At the ball, the more than 270 students of Yinghe were more open-minded.

The girls twittered like birds, and where they gathered the scent of perfume rolled over like a soundless wave.

The boys looked like peacocks about to open their tails. Hairstyles, clothes, manners, standing postures, footsteps, and smiles all became part of the contest.

With his amazing looks, Arima Yoshihiko blends perfectly with the boys wearing light-colored long-sleeved shirts, small vests, tuxedos and even tuxedos, and stands out from the crowd at the same time.

The girls used the content of the speech just now to strike up a conversation with Arima.Arima thought he had met more comrades, but he didn't think that the comrades just wanted to get him.

In addition to Takishima, who was declared sovereign by Nijo, Gogyoin, Yasaka, Kamiyama, Katsura-senpai, Ryuzoji-senpai, Hideka's handsome guys are playing the role of prey, being watched by groups of girls in twos and threes.

Compared with those students who attended in formal attire, Asama, who was wearing slippers, seemed to be a tech giant attending the Sun Valley Summit in Ihoda at the moment, emphasizing the comfort of a dog meat that cannot be seated in a formal seat.

On the edge of the banquet hall, silent, and hidden in the shallow corner of the corner, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the magic with a low sense of presence finally took effect again.

People pass by occasionally, and the shallow space is like air.

He began to relax, listening to the high-quality performance, picked up the non-alcoholic sparkling wine glass on the table, and took a sip comfortably.

The taste after chilling is comparable to that of grape-flavored Fanta, so Asama couldn't help but drink 2 cups in a row.

It's a pity that the music was replaced by Chopin's Mazurka, but I didn't bring a book, otherwise this undisturbed time would be even sweeter.

However, the good times are always amazingly short.

"Mr. Jingshui is really cunning, drinking secretly here alone."

Erjian Yuehai got rid of the attack of the Fukasawa Group, and declined 5 dance invitations at the speed of light.

After searching the entire banquet hall by herself, she finally found Asama in this corner.

The girl puffed up her cheeks on purpose, imagining the scene after she snatched half of the sparkling wine from Asama's hand and drank it down in one gulp, but reason made her proceed step by step.

Anyway, indirect kissing is not unheard of.

Asama looked at Futami, didn't say anything, just nodded.

The girl is wearing a black star dress, which has a beauty beyond classical and modern.

Asama can be sure that whether it is Antoine Watteau or Franz Winterhalter, the princess they describe is definitely not one-ten-thousandth of the girl in front of them.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, it can be seen that the summer sea at 8 o'clock has already been shrouded in twilight, and the stars have become the protagonists of the sky.

But because of this big ship like a bright light on the sea, the stars had to act as extras.

It's not that the lights of the big ship are too bright, but because Da Mingshen is on this ship.

Da Mingshen is the most dazzling first-class star tonight, and she is a princess belonging to the starry sky.

"Shizumi-kun, I only ate a little before, to pass the time by eating at the dance party, right?"

Futami also picked up a glass of golden non-alcoholic champagne, and raised it to Asama.

Seeing Futami's unmoving posture, Asama nodded helplessly, and clinked a glass with her.

"Jing Shui, I heard from the teacher that you can leave at 8:40."

This rule is probably set for those who have worked hard for 40 minutes but have not gained anything.

Under normal circumstances, teenagers and girls immersed in ambiguous emotions naturally share time with each other with the wish not to stop the music, not to interrupt the dance steps, and not to end the night.

For single people, maybe every second of watching other people's intimate dance is an endless hell.

Asama looked at his phone, it was 8:18, and there were still nearly 20 minutes left.

"Then let's withdraw at 8:40."

The two chatted along the lines of positioning theory about the inflation of the online locale.

For example, the inflation of extreme words makes ordinary expressions ordinary.The only, first, and out-of-print became no longer rare, extreme expression became a kind of exaggerated coping, and the weight of the three words "I love you" was seriously diluted.

For example, the inflation of entertainment language is dispelling seriousness.A large number of speeches with hahaha and dog heads smoothed the edges and corners of the expression, making it impossible for online audiences to face up to the seriousness. "I am optimistic about you" and "You are awesome" became ironic language.

For example, inflation expressed in a virtual shell.The frequency and importance of performances are on the rise, and everyone has learned to hide, hiding their true self by repeating other people's words and emoticons.

The [Public Ideal Positioning] formed by people's long-term inert thinking and dry emotional expression is creating the above phenomenon.

Asama was relieved to find that Futami Daimyojin was no more lazy than Mai Majima, and recently she was more motivated to study.

But just now, Erjian's behavior of constantly using "I love you" as an example made Asama feel a bad judgment-Da Mingshen just wanted to say a few more words that would make him think, so he discussed this with him long-term positioning.

The hustle and bustle of the banquet hall suddenly soared.

look up,

Konoe, who had already danced with several third-year female fans, had just accepted Arima's invitation.

The two walked to the center of the dance floor, dancing and talking.They naturally also became the center of this ball.

The president of the student council, the junior flower of the third grade, and the influential figures in the club, compared with Arima Konoe, they all paled in an instant.

The guard dominated the rhythm, and the two danced in a wide range of movements, frequently causing the girls next to them to scream.

So, Arima's provocative tactics succeeded?

Emiya on the side of the dance floor was in a daze, completely ignoring the persistent boy beside him.

There was another noise.

Seiichiro Yasaka was holding a large bouquet of roses, kneeling on one knee and inviting Masumi to dance, at first glance he thought it was a marriage proposal.

After a decisive refusal, he walked to a corner near the orchestra and looked around for something.

Asama quickly retracted her gaze,

But I heard a greeting full of joy and vitality,
"Mr. Robert, you are hiding here! Make it easy for me to find!"

Immortal Chuan, who was full of spring breeze, was wearing a red silk evening gown with fragrant shoulders, mid-short skirt, and silk-like shiny hair, which was more colorful than any rose in the banquet hall.

Her whole body exudes a warm and bright aura, which seems to make the surrounding air a little hotter.

Asama observed that the people in her band were not present, and the stage area in front of the banquet hall was also occupied by the orchestra, leaving no room for rock and roll.

It seems that Undead Chuan's performance is not tonight.

Asama drank the sparkling wine in the glass in his hand in one gulp, looked at the little sun that was still on the mountain at night, and asked,
"Is there something wrong with me?"

Immortal Chuan Lise grabbed Asama with one hand, while looking at Futami Tsukikai,
"There's no time to explain~ Come on, and Xiaoyue, I'll show you something interesting."

Erjian stopped Undead Chuan's hand, held it gently with both hands, and smiled,
"Can you tell me what you're watching first? Bushikawa-san~"

Takishima Tetsuya in the distance ordered Rena Nijo,

"Miss Linnai, look quickly, the master's Shura field~"

　thanks for your support.In two days, it will be up to the wind vane. It is inseparable from the monthly tickets, follow-up orders, recommendation tickets and kind comments of the big guys. I bow to you.

　　The first volume is halfway through, I hope to write a campus daily story that clearly explains equality.

　　Thanks again to the bosses for their support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)