Tokyo Wingman King

I obviously went to bed very early, but I didn't get a good rest at all.

He had a nightmare all night, which made Asama feel very manic and depressed.

The scenes in his dreams about the Immortal River, Futami, and Pochi made him a little breathless.

It turns out that my subconscious is also warning me that greed will not have good results?

It was already bright outside the window, and familiar passerine birds such as sparrows, blackbirds, white-headed bulbuls, and white wagtails were chirping one after another as if they were taking over from the insects last night, while the cicadas were less prominent.

Generally speaking, as soon as he wakes up, he will get up directly and start a new day of exercise and study.

But this time he chose to close his eyes again, cover himself with a quilt, and try to find the remaining warmth deep in the ashes of the dream.

He hates dreaming. Whether it is a good dream or a nightmare, it will give him the feeling of [having finished reading a book with great stamina] or [the brain has been hit by a large hanging hammer/the brain has been stuffed with a foreign object], and this feeling will drag on Let him waste a lot of time, just like now.

He is not a love brain who is prone to outburst of emotions. He is used to restraining his desires and pretending to be insensitive, but this cannot change the fact that he feels uncomfortable at the moment.

The act of dreaming with your eyes closed is not only a waste of time, but also ridiculous.

Because in non-lucid dreams, he is only a witness, not a creator. Those dreams that are not controlled by his emotions, even if they are continued, are mostly counterproductive.

Before the brain waves could switch, the sound of brisk footsteps could be heard in the corridor outside.

He didn't even have to listen carefully to know who was coming.

"Big lazy Ah Shui~~~Why did you sleep here~~~Get up!"

The door was opened, and a blond girl wearing a light sweater with a hood, with a big smile on her face, jumped up and down, and flew towards the bulging quilt in the room.

Asama, who was on guard for a long time, immediately rolled over and dodged the other person. At the same time, he threw away the air conditioner and covered Pochi's whole body from the head. Then he got on the quilt and used the kneeling stunt of the American police to lock the victim and asked,
"What did you want to do just now?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

The sanction lasted for 15 seconds, and Asama let go of the quilt.

"Okay, got it."

The restraints were untied, and Boqi turned over and lay flat on the quilt, posing with a big letter and taking a big breath of fresh air.

Ah Shui, how come his sleeping skills are getting better and better?

She looked towards Asama and found that Asama did not stand up at this moment, but was looking at her with an ambiguous posture in this strange room.

Asama, who is not wearing glasses, seems to have unlocked a chain and torn off a seal, and there is an indescribable charm gushing out. Her calm eyes, ice-like jade face, and clearly visible collarbone made her cheeks feel a little hot.

Asama was also stunned for a moment. He once again confirmed that the sad and twisted Poch in the dream was a ridiculous fictional creation, and the real Poch in front of him were two different creatures.

He stood up, rubbed his brows, found his glasses and put them on before asking,

"Have you washed up?"

"Not yet."

Why are you asking me if I brushed my teeth? Difficult. Are you going to kiss?
Did Ah Shui reveal his true colors only when he returned to his hometown?
"After washing up, let's start reading in the morning."

"Eh?"

"You missed all night of homework yesterday, so you have no right to refuse."

Ah Shui, didn’t you skip class too? ?

Watching Asama pick up the sheets and start folding them, Pochi also got up and asked,
"Why don't you do some morning exercise first? Ah Shui, it's not a good thing to give up halfway!"

"Pochi, do you know what exercises can improve people's flexibility and coordination?"

"Ah Shui, you have such good coordination, you dodge the ball as if it were for fun, don't you know that?"

"do not know."

"Just play dodgeball."

Asama was silent for a while.

Is it foolish to expect to find answers here in Porchi?

Dodgeball is not a game played alone.

Forget it, Asama decided to buy an agility ladder and try to do basic training for a period of time. If the effect is average, please ask Dahui and the people from Infinite Society for help. Parkour may allow high jump and agility in intensive throwing and chasing.

As soon as the two of them reached the entrance, they heard the doorbell ringing.

As for vegetables, my father gave them to me last night.

It's only 5: now. Who would come to Asama's house so early?

Asama turned on the intercom at the entrance.

"This is the Asama family, who are you looking for?"

".Looking for you"

The very weak voice was Reiko Yoshida who spoke yesterday.

"You wait."

Asama hung up the intercom and motioned for Pochi to go upstairs first.

Pochi pouted and crossed his chest and asked,
"Gu——you want to get rid of me again. Is she Ah Shui's shady ex-girlfriend?"

".They probably won't appear until they break through the dimensional wall."

Pochi couldn't help laughing when he heard [them], Ah Shui really dared to say it~ She had already found out from Aunt Shengzi that Ah Shui was single from birth.

The blonde girl touched Asama's head and cast a sympathetic look.

"Wow, Ah Shui is so pitiful. He can only treat a two-dimensional girl as his girlfriend - how about this, Uncle Pochi?"

"Stop talking nonsense, go upstairs and wash up, and then read in the morning. I'll give you some knowledge."

After taking a blow from Asama, Pochi cursed and went upstairs, then quickly ran to Asama's room on the second floor. From the window, he watched Asama slowly walk through the courtyard and walk behind the door.

The girl named Satoko or Rinko, wearing a blue sleeveless shirt, a white pleated skirt, carrying a huge mountaineering bag, stood at the iron gate of Asama's house.

Boqi took out his mobile phone and pointed it at the door. He was about to zoom in to take some evidence, but found that the girl and Ah Shui left in tears without saying a word.

Sure enough, it is the heartless Ah Shui who has never been interested in love in his life!
Asama returned to the room on the second floor. Pochi pretended to hold up the book and read it, while his pair of bare white feet tapped the floor rhythmically.

"Ah Shui, are you done so soon? Why is that girl looking for you?"

"none of your business."

"Confession?"

Asama picked up a book, rolled it up in his hands, and gave Pochi a head-on blow.

"No. Please be serious. You are like this when I am here. When I go to Tokyo, can you still read a word of it?"

Pochi, who was short in stature and frustrated with his curiosity, muttered something incomprehensible, held the pen between his upper lip and nose, and memorized the knowledge point unhappily.

Asama went back to the bathroom on the second floor to wash up, then went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

The melody of Taylor Swift's "Blank Space" came from the living room. Asama's mother was already in the kitchen, humming the song and frying bacon.

Since the release of "Howl's Moving Castle", many housewives have fallen in love with the simple dish of bacon and eggs.

"Morning, mom."

"Good morning, Xiao Jingshui~ Did you sleep well last night?"

"Very good. It's better to sleep comfortably at home."

Looking at the dark circles under Asama's eyes, Asama's mother laughed,
"Why did you sleep downstairs yesterday? It's not easy to sleep upstairs?"

"Pochi couldn't get used to sleeping on the floor, so I gave her the bed to make the transition to."

Asama's mother didn't ask any more questions and cracked three eggs in a row in the pot. As soon as the transparent egg liquid hit the iron pot, it turned into a tender white color.

She sprinkled a little more water into the pot, covered it with a transparent lid, and the surface of the egg yolk was quickly covered with a layer of milky white.

Mother Asama picked up the onions from the bowl filled with water.

Asama observed the ingredients and knew that her mother was going to make a cheese and onion beef sandwich.

"Let me do it. Mom, you go do something else."

Asama took the kitchen knife from Asama Katsuko's hand and began to chop the onions quickly.

"Xiao Jingshui, I feel much less worried as soon as you come back. Your father is still sleeping in. I really don't know why he is so sleepy."

Because Asama has insisted on getting up early since he was a child, and has moved breakfast at Asama's house nearly 2 hours earlier, the fact that his father sleeps in has gradually become his mother's main weapon to criticize him.

"Let him sleep, I'll call him later." Although my father likes to sleep in, he still does most of the work at home, and occasionally cooks.

According to my father himself - if you don’t rest, you won’t work. Good sleep is the guarantee of efficiency. Although he seems to have at least 1/4 less waking experience than others, as long as he uses his time more efficiently, he can gain a much more fulfilling real-life experience than the average person.

Asama basically agrees with this statement. The meaning of life does not lie in length, nor in efficiency and energy, but in whether to find the mission, complete self-consistency, and create oneself.

Asama's father's statement could not convince Asama's mother. The reason is also because Asama is too self-disciplined.

My mother always says: "You can't even do what your son can do. Are you embarrassed?"

Dad would probably reply: "To tell you the truth, if someone says that Jing Shui is the reincarnation of the Buddha, I will believe it. Does that mean he is an ordinary person? I only compare myself with ordinary people."

Mother Asama put the bacon and omelette on a plate, opened the refrigerator, and asked,
"What would Xiao Jingshui want to drink in the morning? Orange juice? Milk? Coffee? Or the tea you sent home?"

"Cafe."

"You don't want milk and sugar, right~"

"Ah."

Asama put a small piece of butter in the hot pot, sautéed the onions, put the minced beef that her mother had marinated into the pot, added tomato paste, tomato paste, salt and pepper, stir-fried and then put it in and roasted After adding a few slices of cheese to the bread, cover it with another slice of hot bread. Heat the knife again and cut diagonally across the bread into triangular sandwiches.

"By the way, is Xiao Jingshui going to Tokyo tonight?"

"Well, it's not good if you miss too many classes."

"Isn't it going to be a holiday soon? It's the beginning of August, right?"

"November 8."

"It's really late for the holidays, your school."

Katsuko Asama cut a plate of oranges and helped Asama prepare a plate of cucumber, onion, tomato, and avocado salad. She picked up a bottle of salad dressing and asked,

"Xiao Jingshui, can I have ginger salad dressing? Your dad always eats this salad recently."

"Let's pour the sauce on it when it's time to eat."

The two put all the dishes on the table, and Asama's mother said again,
"Xiao Jingshui, since we have made friends, why don't we invite them to come to our Ito for a while during the summer vacation. Bathing in hot springs in summer is also good for the body."

"Well, if they want to come."

"You haven't sent me your friend's photo yet. What if I don't recognize them when they say hello?"

".It's enough to get to know each other then."

"Are there any girls?"

"There are all third genders."

"You're already joking with your mother. Don't change the subject. Have you met the girl you like in Tokyo?"

"I'm not interested at the moment."

"Is there any girl chasing you?"

"Are you too confident in your son?"

"Of course, I tell you. Before."

"Mom, I'm going to ask dad and Pochi to eat."

"This boy"

Asama, who retreated in time, even lamented that he had bought his ticket back to Tokyo late.

Pochi during breakfast time also showed Asama’s father the [Power of Praise. Ninth Dan! 】The power of.

Asama's mother even had the urge to have a daughter.

When the blond girl smiles, she will have an affinity that is comparable to that of the Immortal River. That innate sense of naturalness makes many people unconsciously feel a sense of security derived from intellectual superiority.

Anyway, that's what Asama thinks. After all, many so-called "cutes" are essentially a kind of beautiful stupidity.

Somehow, even if Pochi didn't make a sound or do anything, she gave people the illusion that her ears were filled with noise.

After accompanying Pochi upstairs and assigning a large number of learning tasks, Asama walked to his backyard and started agility training.

People's reflexes should be innate, but conditioned reflexes can be acquired through exercise. Even if the reflexes lag behind people, they can still respond to emergencies through reflex actions that skip thinking time.

Somersaults, sideways moves, small-scale turns, while performing these boring exercises, Asama was also reciting Heidegger's labyrinth of terminology in his mind.

[Language], language is people’s [home of existence].

[Sink], the manifestation of sinking is to waste your life in [idle talk], [curious] observation, and [double] choices.

One of the characteristics of summer in Ito is that the hot weather, which is like undergoing ancient torture when standing under the sun, becomes refreshing and pleasant as long as you move to a cool and ventilated place. The sea breeze that plows through several mountains will bring a sweet smell from the grass and trees, and the sound of wind chimes under the eaves is also cool and sweet.

A cow cat owned by someone unknown rushed into the backyard and chased Asama like a madman.

Where did the Black Cat Sheriff come from?

Seeing that it also liked the combination of black and white, Asama did not drive it away.

He picked up the cat with one hand and looked into its eyes that were as wide as bells.

"hungry?"

"Meow~~~"

The big cat sniffed and looked at Asama again, indicating that he was not interested in the unfinished beef mince for breakfast.

"pregnant?"

"Meow~~~"

When I picked it up again, I found bulging balls, which seemed to be a misjudgment.

"The system here is different. You probably won't be able to become a police sergeant. However, Kung Fu Tomcat can give it a try."

"Meow~"

Do you really understand what people are saying?
"Don't get hurt by me. Also, no shedding is allowed!"

After playing with Asama for 10 minutes, the cat, which stuck out its tongue like a husky, suddenly stopped playing and rushed into the fence of the farmhouse next door and disappeared.

Returning to undistracted movement and thinking, the flow of time accelerated again, and the morning passed by in the blink of an eye.

But the blond girl upstairs nodded matter-of-factly in her room.

"There is a cat in Ah Shui's hometown who knows physical skills. This rumor is actually true. Unfortunately, I didn't see Ah Shui's master."

The learning time so far is equal to none.

But Asama didn't feel like it was a waste of time.

Helping his parents with work is like repairing an old house. The renewal of every corner means that the house will stay with him for a longer time.

Giving lessons to Pochi was like watering an unknown sapling that had been in drought for a long time. He expected the big tree to grow on its own and bloom her own flowers.

The afternoon passed quickly. After dinner together, the family and Boqi got on the old Hilux.

Asama held his schoolbag and sat in the back seat of the car with Pochi.

Songs from Pochi's cell phone were playing in the car.

Pochi felt that his home was too close to Ito Station. Before he could say a few words, Asama had already entered the station.

"Come back to your senses, little Pochi."

Asama’s dad also joked,

"Will you feel lonely if Jing Shui is not around?"

"Of course I will."

Especially the stomach.

"It doesn't matter, Xiao Jingshui will be back in a few days."

"Ah."

The phone rang, it was a text message from Asama.

"Remember to do your homework on time and hand it in on time."

Thinking of the large pile of handwritten daily knowledge points, memory skills, and daily homework submission list Asama left for her before he left, Pochi felt that he never left at all.

(End of this chapter)