Tokyo Wingman King

"Asama, do you want to volunteer for the courage test competition together?"

Willow Leaf happily broke through the circle formed by the three beautiful girls around Asama, and hugged Asama's arm.

Seeing Asama open his eyes, he continued,
"I have a plan that will definitely make everyone remember this courage test."

"That's something for your monitors to consider."

"Don't say that~ Didn't you say that both the sports festival and the cultural festival were planned by you?"

"The wise does not buy rumours."

Willow leaves didn't care about Asama's indifference,
"Then why don't you give me some advice~ With our relationship, there shouldn't be any need to pay~"

". It is said that on average, 10 out of 1 people are afraid of social interaction, 2 are afraid of the dark, 3 are afraid of heights, 5 are afraid of snakes or poisonous insects, 6 are afraid of sharp or bloody things, and 7 are afraid of... Macrophobia, 9 people are afraid of losing their mobile phones.”

"That's it, I'm inspired~Thank you!"

After sending Yanagi away, Asama waved hello to Takishima and Nijo from Class B.

Dahui took Nohara Ryohei and specially came to Class A of the first year to say hello to Asama.

"Good morning, Teacher."

"morning."

Oshima and Shu Fang from Class C, Kuroda from Class E, and Sakagami from Class H, more and more former clients were led by Daiki and ran over to say hello to Asama.

Then those boys who wanted to be mentored by Asama also came over.

"Good morning, Master."

"Teacher, have you had breakfast?"

"Teacher, are you feeling better?"

"Oteacher didn't take a special plane directly to Towada. It was too close to the people."

Asama nodded perfunctorily, unable to cope with the enthusiasm.

"Asama-sama, please tell me how to become a real man who unified the bosozoku clan at the age of 5, had 10 lovers at the age of 666, and killed a team of special forces with one palm at the age of 15!"

If you don't wake up, go home and continue sleeping.

Asama glanced at Huang Mao who spoke expressionlessly.

"Eye! It's a sharp look! No, it should be the resolute soul in the eyes. Is that so? I understand!!!"

This noisy guy made Asama's presence suddenly rise.

"Look! Warrior!"

"No way, how dare she?"

"Didn't the people from the support group say not to disturb Mr. Asama!"

Another rustling sound of discussion came from behind.

Asama turned around and saw a girl with twin tails holding a pink envelope.

Futami, Shimajima and Fusugawa were actually looking at this place as if they were watching a play.

Asama looked at the petite girl in front of him and said,
"? If you want to consult, go to the mini program to make an appointment."

"No, don't consult that big Mr. Asama!!! I've always been your fan!"

The girl seemed to have just bitten her tongue, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Asama stared at the girl with twin tails expressionlessly for a moment and said,

"No photos, no autographs. Please come back if you have nothing to do."

The people around me felt the same and felt suffocated.

Ask them to say that Asama Shisui is the ancient Greek god in charge of rejection.

It is said that he has burned at least 600 love letters. In every trace of white smoke coming out of the school incinerator, there is an ashes of love.

Even the few girls who fell in his fancy and joined the love counseling department were just tools to accompany him to explore his interests.

"Um, Lord Asama, please accept this letter, please."

The girl still didn't want to give up.

"Idols will eventually collapse. While you are young, chase your idols less and make more friends. In addition, spend more time practicing calligraphy."

The girl shed tears, covered her face and left.

Not far away, a small group of girls from classes A, B, and C began to discuss.

"It's Rui Ayanokouji from Class G of the first year."

"It's not good to look for anyone, but Lord Asama. Does she think being good-looking is a big deal?"

"Where does the confidence come from? Doesn't she know that Lord Asama is not interested in love?"

"Perhaps it's Neptune who casts a wide net with a fluke in Mr. Asama's "Book of Love"? After all, the cost of confession is very low."

Asama felt that this Ayanokouji-san had paid a high price. For vulnerable people, being rejected is almost the same as failing in their high school career.

The boys' group was discussing,

"Damn it, he tricked me again!"

"Does it mean that if a girl rejects her confession more often, her charm will increase?"

"You should first think about whether you have ever refused a girl's confession in your life."

"Sama Asama is such a mediocre, ordinary, unpretentious, unspectacular, average, ordinary, boring, unworthy man, and yet he is able to attract all the beautiful women in Yinghe."

Hanyu, are you praising me or scolding me?

The second train was about to leave, and the seniors in the third and second grades gathered at the station. The remaining eight classes in the second grade, and Classes A to I in the first grade, stood at the front.

At the same time, the class teacher and squad leader also began to urge everyone to line up in the order of the forest school activity group.

The tall Yukino and Huang, who had changed his glasses, stood behind Asama.

Yukino looked as if his soul had left his body prematurely, while Huang hesitated for a long time and then respectfully greeted Asana.

When the classes were adjusting their positions, members of Class H and Class I moved to the left of Class A, filling the gap between Class V and Class A.

The noise in Asama's left ear suddenly jumped by 20%.

There was still an hour before they set off, and Sakuragi was chatting with teachers from other classes at the front.

Many people sat on their suitcases, holding handheld consoles or mobile phones, and played games; others chatted and complained about the unreasonable arrangements of the student union, and that the forest school was punished with standing in the military training on the first day; but there were also Some people picked up the books, including the group of people who had been chewing their tongues before.

Suddenly there was a tingling sensation in my left temple.

Asama, who had become accustomed to other people's attention in the past two months, couldn't help but look towards the positions of Class H and Class I.

I glanced around and found no one I could look at.

Sakagami was making strange noises, playing a baseball in the air, and holding his hands in front of his eyebrows, making a posture like Monkey King looking into the distance. His girlfriend, Yukiki Kobayashi, covered her mouth and kept giggling while watching him.

Qianjian looked away, but couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

I was worried in vain before. Nervous boys also have great charm, or luck.

He didn't know that his smile made the hearts of the two girls who had just secretly looked at him skip a beat.

Ryuzoji Chanyu, a [Forbidden Flower] from Class I, clenched her fists. His smile just now was probably a mockery of her little move, right? But the problem was hers, she could no longer see this man clearly.

[52 Hertz Whale] Houka Haruka of the first year class H lowered his head and put away the book in his hand. His smile just now was probably a mockery of her pretending to read, right?
However, how come there is such warm ridicule, it is really troublesome.

"Did something good happen to Mr. Jingshui?"

Futami gently pulled Asama's right cuff.

"Well, it seems like I have read a very sweet youth novel."

"You were watching Sakagami-kun just now, right?"

"Did you see it too?"

Futami stood up slightly on tiptoes and whispered into Asama's ear,

"Because my eyes will always be attracted by Jingshui-kun's eyes."

For some reason, Asama thought that the infrared rays of the sniper rifle were shining on his forehead.

"Then let's watch this together and test each other later."

Asama took out a stack of word memory cards——

[Zeitgeist (Zeitgeist)], [Solitude (Loneliness)], [Paradox (Paradox)]
Futami Tsukiumi, whose English scores had never been bad, suddenly felt like she was getting carsick before even getting in the car.

The train pulled into the platform after Asama memorized all the words.

They walked into the 5th carriage of the E6 series Shinkansen train and sat in the 6th row.

The seat on the left is a three-person seat. Asama is stuck between Yuyamu and Futami. Yukino's seat is empty and she doesn't know where she went.

As the leader of the activity group, Asama asked in the temporarily created group, only to see Yukino replying to the message in seconds,
"Teacher, I'm in the car, don't worry."

Why do you feel like you are the one who has mastered the art of invisibility?

Asama subconsciously took out the book and read it.

He was sure that he would never be able to get out of Heidegger's confinement these past few months.

He decided to trace back to the source and draw parallels, so he brought two books - Husserl's "The Crisis of European Science and Transcendental Phenomenology" and Hegel's "Phenomenology of Spirit".

Phenomenology is a banner for the turn of European philosophy towards irrational philosophy in the 20th century. The scale and scope of the phenomenological movement can even rival analytic philosophy and Marxist philosophy.

Husserl, the father of phenomenology, did not focus on physical phenomena, but on the study of consciousness phenomena. He advocates "returning to the things themselves" and trying to find a pure, unbiased and non-subjective realm of consciousness.

The book "Being and Time" written by Heidegger, Husserl's student, seems to have neither beginning nor end, and no real source can be found. Heidegger humbly called it a book dedicated to Husserl. book, but more of its content is closely related to Hegel’s [self-awareness]. Although he obviously helped the teacher solve [Natop's challenge], he questioned the teacher's phenomenological method in many aspects. This may be the reason why Husserl believed that Heidegger betrayed his teacher.

Upon entering "The Crisis of European Science and Transcendental Phenomenology", I found that it has the same sense of obscurity as Heidegger's book.

Master-level speed reading skills will not play half the role in these people's works. After all, memory and understanding are two different things.

Although the title of the book is Transcendental Phenomenology, because it is Husserl’s late work, in fact descriptive phenomenology, transcendental phenomenology, and genetic phenomenology are all touched upon.

Probably because Husserl studied mathematics in his early years, the monologue-style philosophical discussion is very logical, but it is still difficult to digest. Even without the pile of slang that Heidegger created to avoid ambiguity, the whole thing is still more comprehensive than Kant and others. The works of classical philosophers are much more obscure.

I should have known to read "The Concept of Phenomenology" earlier.

But he did not blame Husserl, but Heidegger.

Futami, who took advantage of the opportunity of a few people to squeeze into the aisle and quietly sat next to Asama, felt soft all over.

In her hand is the "22 Business Rules" written by Rees and Trout, the fathers of positioning.

Yesterday, Asama gave her a clear list of books she needed to read before the start of next semester, and handed her this book early in the morning.

Every law in it made her feel something.

The so-called "Leadership Law" emphasizes the importance of preconceptions to occupy the mind and become the first in a certain field and category. The second time she saw Tsukikai, she had already won many firsts against Asama Shizui. This time, the forest school must continue to be far ahead.

[Only those with the greatest mobility can succeed]

Seeing this chicken soup sentence, Er Jian shook his head. For consumers who have no needs, unscrupulous sales will arouse his vigilance and rebellious psychology.

The bloody lessons of the past two months have made Erjian realize that haste makes waste.

At the same time, she also discovered the roundabout fighting methods of Immortal River and Shimajima.

I can no longer be a pawn crossing the river.

In short, the "22 Business Rules" are still useful to her. At least she can pretend to be concentrating on reading, and unconsciously leaning on her shoulders will be allowed.

The girl raised her lips and thought to herself,
Jingshui-kun occupies the entire place in my heart. It must not be too much to occupy his right shoulder like this, right?

Smelling the good smell on his body, my whole body floated up. Why does taking the Shinkansen feel like flying on an airplane?
But it would be bad to really take a plane. If asked, she would rather take an old train from 100 years ago. Even if it is more bumpy, at least she can stay with him like this for a while.

Second meeting, second meeting, you must be content.

You are undoubtedly the first person to have Shizui-kun's shoulders to yourself for 3 hours. This is another breakthrough victory!

The combination of summer, travel, and high school students equals something more annoying than a May fly.

Qianjian and Futami each focused on their own things, but Huang Yameng was restless because of the noise.

Huang Yameng hates noise.

She likes aloof people.

So she is a big fan of Chiyo Konoe.

However, Asama Shisui established a new cold way for her.

Her intuition told her not to get close or pay attention to him. Shizumi Asama was too dangerous.

Yes, she can still feel the suffocating pressure during rehearsals.

But the more scared I am, the more curious I feel.

Being assigned to the same activity group may be an excellent opportunity to see clearly the true nature of Asama Shizuzu through phenomena and rumors.

Lord Konoe arranged to communicate with him a lot, and then talk to her about this person's mission.

How should this task be done?

It's quite troublesome.

He didn't seem to have any desire to communicate with her, but as soon as he got in the car, he opened a philosophy book.

I have to say, it is indeed very charming.
"This book looks interesting? Can you tell me about it?"

Huang Yameng broke the silence in the sixth row.

Asama glanced at her and said expressionlessly,
"Not interesting."

After saying that, he lowered his eyes again and opened the philosophy book.

Huang Yameng continued to ask, and her intuition pulled a big word "death" that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and then flew and hovered above her head.

He shook his head, looked at the scenery outside the car window for a while, and then took out a book to read.

It's a pity that I can't read even half a word.

Hachinohe, please come quickly.

"Excuse me, Mr. Huang, can I change places with you?"

There was a person standing in the aisle next to the sixth row of seats, smiling at her. (End of chapter)