Tokyo Wingman King

The pirate storm has subsided,

After confirming the status with the teachers, Futami came out of the banquet hall and realized that it was already early morning.

From the beginning to the present, she couldn't see Asama, and she felt a little anxious.

Before, Mr. Yuxingyuan said that Mr. Shishui went to see a doctor.

Most likely, when he was looking for a doctor, he was restrained in the No. [-] banquet hall together with the crew.
It is said that shortly after the confrontation between the private guards and the pirates in Hall [-], a gun battle broke out, and many people were wounded by stray bullets.

Erjian trotted all the way, went to the infirmary of the Fuji Will to ask the doctor, but got a reply that he had never seen Asama Shizumi.

Where did Shizumi-kun go?
You don't reply to text messages or phone calls. How is Shizu-kun now?
Never, fall into the sea
Erjian decided to go to Asama's room, after all, there was a possibility - he was still sleeping soundly in the room, maybe he was ignored by the pirates.

I just turned to the [6011-6020] section of the corridor, but saw a completely unexpected person.

Chiyo Konoe, who was supposed to be in the banquet hall or the top floor suite, was coming out of a room on the 6th floor.

Her cheeks were red, and she had a sense of charm that was completely different from the usual cold feeling.

The eyes of the two collided, and Er Jian felt the sting instantly. She couldn't help lowering her eyes, avoiding the eyes and continuing to look at each other.

Konoe Chiyo looked at Futami Tsukikai contemptuously, and whispered to Futami the moment he passed by,

"He will water these vines."

Er Jian felt that Konoe was not greeting or talking to her, but this cold and malicious words got into his ears.

Is this what Jingshui-kun said, [a poisonous snake that has bitten people]?

In fact, after Asama told her that he didn't like Konoe Chiyo, Futami Yuekai always felt that the young lady of the Konoe family had a strange contradictory temperament, cold and hot, dangerous and pure.

If you have heard the phrase "Satan is pure" by Jacques Maritin, you will understand that purity and danger are not contradictory-pure, that is to say, no other ingredients are mixed, pure black, ruthless coldness, It's all an expression of purity.

Although the guard didn't stop, he didn't look at her again.

Er Jian was still like a small animal being stared at by a beast, neither moving nor raising his eyes, quietly waiting for the guard to leave.

She felt that Konoe had a terrifying and uncomfortable courage.

Moreover, she also has thoughts about Mr. Shisui
!!!

Could it be possible! ?

After realizing something, Futami walked quickly to Asama's door, looked at the house number [6016], and double-checked.

Konoe Chiyo just came out from this door
Why, Konoe came out of Shizumi-kun's room who didn't like her?
See you, see you!Have you been robbed? ! !

Erjian was about to knock on the door, but she held back again.

Thinking of the unusual flush on Konoe's face,
She was a little scared that Shizumi-kun was naked in the room
Er Jian looked sideways at the empty corridor, the guards had disappeared, and it was getting late
Still, let's confirm with Shizumi-kun tomorrow.

This night, Er Jian who said "Er Jian you are so useless" almost 100 times,

Insomnia.

At 05:30 in the morning, in the [6016] room,

Asama barely escaped from the terrifying visual impact.

Is the water off the coast of Tokyo really that high?
How did you bleach your hair?
Probably Zhou Xingchi's 50-year-old graying level?
Kan Asama was silent, Futami asked worriedly,

"Why is Shizumi-kun's hair so white? Did something happen last night?"

"Ah. This. It's okay. It's just a normal boy's white. It's also bad luck. The previous hair dye seems to have been washed and faded by the shampoo on the cruise ship."

"Is that so. Shizumi-kun seems to be very tired. Didn't you get a good rest last night?"

"Yeah. After all that kind of thing happened."

"That kind of thing???"

Asama found a baseball cap in the suitcase and put it on, feeling something was wrong with the way Futami looked at her.

"what happened?"

"Jing Shui, what time did you fall asleep yesterday?"

"It's late, about one hour sooner?"

"Lost sleep about the pirates?"

Asama shook her head,

"Didn't you go to see a doctor yesterday? I was caught on the way, and my phone was dropped. I searched for it on the boat for more than half an hour and couldn't find it. In the middle of the night, the student union knocked on the door with my phone and asked me to prove that it was my phone. A mobile phone. Anyway, I was lucky to find it in the end.”

It turned out that it was to return the mobile phone. See you, you are overthinking!
I know!Konoe wants to increase his favorability by returning the phone incident!
However, she couldn't correctly realize how ruthless Mr. Shishui is! ?

huh~~~
Second meeting, second meeting, no matter what happens, you have to trust Shisui-kun even more.

After getting the answer, Erjian raised his eyebrows and showed a relaxed smile on his slightly tired delicate face.

Seeing Asama carefully tucking her hair back into the hat, Futami laughed.

"Let's go to the business district to buy hair dye later, I'll dye Shizu-kun's hair~"

"Does that kind of thing sell here?"

"Ask first~ I think there must be some, in the beauty section."

Feeling Futami's gaze, those first-magnitude stars still shining in the daytime, Asama thought of an insignificant sentence.

"If you aim for the moon, even if you get lost, you are among the stars."

Erjian Yuehai is a girl who has been with her for a long time, even if she wants to deliberately ignore her, she will still be attracted by her afterglow.

"Mr. Jingshui, let's go have breakfast first~ The shops in the commercial street seem to open at 9 o'clock."

Asama looked at today's schedule in the class group on his mobile phone, disembarked at 10 o'clock, returned at 1 pm, and watched the Yokohama fireworks at 8:[-] pm.

He nodded to Er Jian.

Time is not urgent.

Many current hair dye products can be dyed in about 20 minutes, and should be able to restore normal hair color before disembarking.

The class group suddenly vibrated crazily, and all kinds of cheering emoticons filled the phone screen.

It turns out that yesterday's meal restrictions were lifted.

It’s okay to eat instant noodles once in a while, but Yinghe’s masters and ladies can’t bear to eat instant noodles all the time.

Seeing that Futami's spirit is not very good, Asama suggested,
"Wait and have a cup of coffee."

"Uh-huh."

Let Erjian read a book on the sidelines, Asama cleaned up and washed in the bathroom briefly, and sighed.

Perhaps because of psychological hints, after discovering that all her hair had turned gray, Asama felt that she was more like an empty shell.

The body is as light as if the internal organs have been hollowed out. Compared with the emptiness in the spirit, it is more of the emptiness itself, as if the whole person has become as fragile and shallow as made of cardboard.

Asama is probably determined to be a side effect of [Temporary Outbreak].

This kind of unreasonable, 20 times stronger than Altman's transformation, has a price.

The system isn't as benign as the 1000 user needs to know.

Gray hair is the body's warning, and this feature is only the appearance of side effects.

What is the price it took from me?

Mai Majima woke up to the sound of birdsong outside the window.

Had another dream about still water.

Sit up and read the twitter of the Lonely People Alliance group, class group, Futami and Fukasawa.

It's really beautiful.

Especially the sky and sea shot in still water, no matter day or night, make people feel poetic.

Really envious.

Especially the fact that Yuejiang and Jingshui are in a group and won the water balance competition.

The Shizumi who shines brilliantly, the news department full of nonsense began to say that he is a ninja.

Jingshui, in fact, is not the same kind of person as himself.

When I was washing up, I looked at myself still wearing a hood. I can take it off in 2 days.

The postoperative wound has scabbed, and the itching on the face and arms indicates that the body is trying to recover.

When you're done, cut your hair short.

Walking down the first floor, the nursing aunt handed today's flowers to me to see, the beautiful stars all over the sky.

Jiandao felt a wave of warmth.

Really, I really want to take a cruise ship with Jingshui, watch the sea and watch fireworks together.
Eyes are a little sour.

I don't know who said, "The feeling of missing someone is like drinking a large glass of ice water, and then shedding hot tears for a long, long time."

Jian Dao, who seldom shed tears in the past, found that still water has quietly become her teardrop.

Mai Jianjima warned herself that now is not the time to feel sorry for herself.

Holding a new card, with that sentence still written on it——

【study hard, improve every day.Today's study reward. 】

Work harder, Mai Majima!
Picking up the handouts and supporting test papers that Asama made for her in advance, this is only hers, and the warmth that others cannot touch.

Today is also a day to work as hard as yesterday and tomorrow.

Pochi opened the refrigerator boredly, took out the noodle sauce that Asama had prepared for her, scooped out a spoonful, and put it on the steaming noodles.

Only when Ah Shui is around does he want to sleep in.

When Ah Shui was not around, she couldn't sleep most of the time.

Twenty-four hours had passed since Asama was ripped out of the suitcase.

shhhhhh-

Have you had a withdrawal reaction?

woohoo-

Damn Ah Shui, you still haven't responded to my message from Mr. Pochi! ?
After Boqi finished talking, cleaned up, played with necklaces for a while, and was bored, he randomly pulled out a magazine from the Asama bookshelf to read.

The girl was lying on the sofa, with her soft blond hair hanging down, she raised her two snow-white feet, and gently tapped the instep of the other foot with one foot.

She flipped the pages casually, more like creating a breeze than reading a book.

In a magazine more than a month ago, I saw an installation art that introduced random painting and random erasing on the wall, and Boqi suddenly jumped up to try this code!
Boqi quickly opened Asama's computer, clicked on the 11th layer of folders in the C drive, and found the mysterious encrypted folder.

Open it, and the input password field will pop up, and Boqi has entered [0606BOCHI128√e986]

"Damn it, it's still wrong. So what is the answer?"

Boqi tried other combinations, all of which indicated that the password was wrong.

Looking at the creation date of the folder, it was June 6, the night Ah Shui seemed to be bullied!

But there were no wounds on his body, and he still smelled of gunpowder and blood.

too suspicious
Get pranked with firecrackers, end up dodging with somersaults, and end up bathed in the blood of the bully?
Boqi couldn't imagine what happened to Ah Shui that day.

A water!What secrets are hidden in this folder of yours?

Master Pochi, I really care about it!

Pochi, who was wearing Asama's panties and a T-shirt, let out an annoyed whine.

I also want to go on a cruise~
"I said Lishi, you don't really like that boy, do you?"

In the large and comfortable suite, Emi Shiina lay on the bed after washing, and asked Riyo Immortal Kawa, who was admiring the sunrise over the sea.

"It's too windy, I can't hear you~"

Emi Shiina jumped out of bed, went to the balcony, and asked again,
"Do you like that boy named Asama?"

"I like it very much~or rather, I admire it very much."

"That kind of guy with a dull face, what is there to admire? He got entangled with two girls in the coffee shop, and talked and laughed with that Konoe Chiyo in the KTV."

Immortal Chuan's smile became brighter,

"So he is actually very powerful, very popular and respected~~"

"Won't you be jealous of that kind of flirtatious behavior? Li Shi? It's a little hard to understand your view of love. We have always thought that you are the kind of person who will not be bound by love."

"Hahaha, you misunderstood, Emi-chan~~~ They are not that kind of relationship. If you want to say, Robert-kun is more like a teacher who educates students with a straight face~~~"

".What do you think, Lise? You just wanted to invite that boy to watch the stars yesterday, right?"

Undead Chuan shook his head and said with a smile,

"No, Yue-chan is also someone I like."

"You like too many people."

Immortal Kawa stretched out his claws to Emi Shiina, moving one by one, and said with a smile,
"Hmph~Emi-chan is also in my favorite list, a unique collection~~~I like the feeling of liking everyone, this kind of liking has the magic of making everyone happy~"

"Don't be a wretched old man. Don't you like that boy in that sense?"

Fushikawa hugged Emi Shiina so that the blue-haired girl couldn't see her expression,
"It's not a romantic relationship~ Robert-kun—he is the one who makes me want to touch and withdraw my hand. The one who makes me want to get closer and see clearly—that's all."

"That's what you say, Li Shi. If you tell the truth too much, your flaws will be obvious when you lie."

"Eh——really? That's amazing, Lie Detector Ji Yingmei?"

"Please get rid of your habit of messing around with nicknames!"

"Hehe~~~"

Asama and Futami still went to the Italian Cafe on the 8th floor.

Sitting in the same seat as yesterday, Asama ordered a croissant with a lot of sliced ​​ham and bacon and a glass of large and light long-brew espresso, and Futami ordered a bread with fruit cream. A latte.

Watching Er Jian pour the espresso from the white porcelain cup with a handle into the morning glory glass filled with milk, stirring gently with a spoon, as elegant and demure as Hepburn in "Breakfast at Tiffany's".

Asama took a sip of long-brewed lungo, which was slightly stronger than Americano.

Noticing that Futami's hands were still wearing gloves, he couldn't help asking,
"Yuehai, did your hand hurt during the game? Why is there still a bandage in the glove?"

It was the seal of the important memory of holding hands with Shizumi-kun for more than 10 minutes.

It had been a while since she had washed her hands, and she decided to save the memory of yesterday for an extra day or two.

"Ah, this one, I got a lot of small red blisters on my hands after being bitten by mosquitoes, it's a bit ugly."

Erjian was beside Asama and Jiandao, and gradually learned to lie without changing his face.

After the two had breakfast, they went to the beauty store in the 3F business district to look around. There was no hair dye, but the clerk said that the convenience store on Hachijo Island might have it.

It's a pity that Erjian secretly said, she still thought that later, she would be able to help Mr. Jingshui dye his hair and enjoy the feeling of touching him.

But it doesn't matter, it's acceptable to move the hair dyeing work to the afternoon, and it's even better if it's moved to the evening!

The two hang out in the library of the Unyielding Will, killing time until the announcement to disembark comes over the radio.

The two looked up out of the window, and Hachijo Island was within easy reach.

Under the clear sky, Hachijo Fuji is green.

Since it was a temporary stop for simple maintenance and replenishment, everyone in Yinghe only had three hours to travel freely.

At most, I can solve the problem of lunch on the island, but some people in the class group also said that it would be better to stay on the boat and eat in the theme restaurant.

"Stillswater-kun, let's go on an adventure together~"

Asama adjusted his hat, and was about to tell Futami that he just stayed on the boat.

The radio sounded again.

[Drip——I would like to inform all students, please disembark and gather at the temporary assembly point at the pier.Today's challenge task is - 3 hours Hachijo Island hiking challenge.The first 100 students who arrive at the top of Mt. Hachijo will receive room upgrade opportunities, and the last 50 students who arrive will be punished by room downgrades.Details of the event will be sent to your mobile phone.Please follow the rules and participate actively. 】

Asama sighed.

The time for reading is gone again.

He looked back in the direction of Tokyo, and began to envy Ying and the monthly test failure group who could rest and read at home in peace. (end of this chapter)