Tokyo Wingman King

Asama felt like his brain was stepped on by a cow.

Using the stupidest way to refuse alcohol aroused the challenge enthusiasm of the tough guys in Infinite Society.

"Oh! It's on fire!!!"

"You were careless! You were attacked from behind. Ah——————"

"Why can I be punished even if I take off my clothes?"

Asama felt nauseous about the sweat on his hands.

"Anyone who is afraid of being thrown is a coward!"

"Watch me last 100 rounds under the Great Sensei!"

"The Great Sensei has shown me mercy! This is humiliating! Am I so weak in the eyes of the Great Sensei? I want him to throw me hard again!"

Hearing their words, Asama remembered an unofficial history - a daimyo was betrayed by a cowardly samurai, and he was furious, demanding that his samurai must not disobey his wishes, otherwise they would all be killed. As a result, his samurai openly rebelled against the daimyo and committed suicide in front of him to show their courage in not fearing death.

Therefore, the loyalty of Bushido is never for others to see, but for oneself to see. Therefore, the corresponding standard of "loyalty" is also quite flexible.

Asama had to ask Nohara and Nakameguro to force these men to calm down.

With a stamina of 7 and being a master of judo, Asama wouldn't get tired after knocking a few people down, but it's never good to affect other people's business.

Kasuga Sara left very early, and without her restraint, the enthusiasm of the girls in Mugensha became more troublesome than that of the boys.

They even helped Asana to isolate herself from the harassment from Ying and old acquaintances.

These hot girls who are so domineering in their school have completely changed their appearance tonight. When they see Asama, it is as if they see a figure that they must get today.

The hot girls of Infinite Club seem to be very popular with the abstinence-style Aquaman recently. Yes, popular, most of the hot girls don't believe in true love, they are just hunters who find a sense of identity in the process of chasing popularity.

In their eyes, it is not surprising that a man with such extraordinary masculinity as the Great Teacher is a scumbag.

He is strong, talented and handsome, and his whole body seems to have a cold feeling of "stay away from me, don't think about it". He always hangs out with beautiful women, as if there is a layer of "don't think about it" in the clothes that say "there is a layer of "if you are not a top beauty, you are not qualified to stay by my side" to measure women's strength.

There is an air of mystery about him that makes him seem like a particularly suitable target (prey) for confession and sharing of secrets.

If I could have a relationship with such a special person, even for just a few minutes, I'm sure other people would look up to me, right?

After watching Asama's performance, these hot girls, many of whom have boyfriends, couldn't hold back anymore.

The girls tried different ways to get Asana to sign, but Asana firmly rejected their requests to sign on their skin, on their T-shirts, or on the back of their pants.

The farce continued until the end of the dinner. Asama Shizumi's frowning gesture while signing was seen by those hot girls as a maid lifting her skirt in front of otakus with a look of disgust. It was a wonderful feeling.

Asama sighed. If it wasn't for Pochi helping him block the countless dirty hands, he would have knocked one person away, ending this strange autograph session.

Looking at the bold looks and movements of the hot girls, Asana understood that the rumor that he was the harem king had already spread throughout Mugen Society, and Fuzugawa must be behind it, fanning the flames.

Is this a reverse test for veteran cadres?

So, that Sawada was also arranged by Fuzugawa?

So, where does she get so much energy to deal with all this mess? If he were to take on the mission of being the protagonist, he would have endless meetings every day.

Now he is pursuing an easy but not degrading way of life.

Dahui was carried onto a trailer carrying beer boxes by the people from the Infinite Society and was dragged away with a clanging noise.

After saying goodbye briefly to Gogyoin and his group, as well as the young masters and young ladies such as Shinomiya and Houhouin who had gathered together at some point and were picked up by special cars, Asama walked to the roadside with the girls from the love consultation club, and said goodbye to everyone from the LIVE HOUSE and the Death Samurai band.

"Why didn't you go back with Shiina?"

Asama looked at Busei, who was still standing beside him and was being bid farewell by Shiina with a resentful expression.

"We still have the next game~"

"No more, go back to sleep."

"But I won't be able to see you tomorrow."

Because of various things, Fuzugawa was busy all day long.

"That has nothing to do with you not going home to sleep, right?"

"Today's performance has exhausted the energy output limit, and I urgently need to replenish [Robert Energy]~"

Futami walked over and interrupted Busui's magic to close the distance.

"What are you talking about?"

"Today's LIVE performance is the most successful one in my life~~~"

Jiandao and Pochi also came over, and Asama asked,
"What is your standard of success? The complexity of the fan base?"

Busui Chuan shook his finger and patted his chest.
"Of course I am happy~~~"

Pochi showed the desperate expression of a corporate slave who can't drink.

"I didn't touch a drop of alcohol. I wasn't happy."

"It's okay, it's okay. Although it's not a good idea to drink outside, we can drink at home."

"Well, there are two bottles of Dad's whiskey left at Shizumi-kun's place."

when???
Asama noticed that the girls all looked like they wanted to continue the party, so he quickly stopped a taxi on the side of the road.

As a result, another taxi stopped in front of him with the momentum to knock Asama away.

Asama had no choice but to say to the taxi driver,
"Hello, let's go to Meguro first, and then to Shirokane Takanawa Gyolanzaka."

He turned to the four girls and said,
"Okay, we have to catch a flight the day after tomorrow, so let's go back and rest early."

"Eh? Shizumi-kun? That!"

Without waiting for Futami to react, Asana stuffed Futami Daimyojin into the car, and then did the same thing to send Mashima and Pochi in as well.

Just as the driver was about to start, he was stopped by Asama, who pushed Busei into the passenger seat.

Immortal River smiled and said,
"Isn't this a hasty farewell?"

"It's not like we won't see each other again. Sir, thank you for your help."

Asana looked at the three people in the back row. Perhaps because they could still see each other tomorrow, they didn't have such strong resistance.

Jiandao felt a little dizzy, and Futami was still savoring the feeling of being hugged just now.

Pochi was sulking. Why did Asama pinch her neck and send her to the car?

In order to travel a distance of less than 5 kilometers, Asama took out two pieces of Yukichi paper and stuffed them into the driver's hand.

"Okay, little guy. How about I give you my contact information and you can drive this car as you like tonight?"

The driver pretended to unbuckle his seat belt and walked out of the cab.

"."

"Haha, just kidding. I'll make sure it's delivered safely."

The driver saluted Asama and drove south towards Meguro.

This driver must not be Japanese, at least not from Tokyo
Asama walked back to Yokocho, and saw the barbecue shop owner still had bags of Futami's guitar, concert merchandise, and other things.

On the way, he clapped his hands vigorously until they were somewhat numb. Asama, whose personality conflict value had risen to 35%, was trying to expel the soft touch that increased his sensibility from between his fingers, and at the same time helped a girl on the side of the road to expel a drunk who was blocking the road.

Literally blocking the way.

Asana helped up the uncle who was lying on the ground with his long legs stretched out, and listened to him repeating a name from his smelly mouth.

He pinched and pressed the drunk's Chongguan acupoint hard, and after a scream, the drunk sobered up a little.

Before he could use money to attack, the drunk saw Asana's white hair and quickly apologized and left.

Asana looked back at the bewildered girl behind him.

".Why don't you go back?"

Yanami Ayano, who was wearing a fisherman's hat and overalls and spoke timidly, looked up in surprise.

"Great Teacher, is it really you? Aren't you going back with Fuzugawa-san and the others?"

In the chaotic dinner, Asama saw Yanako very early. She was intimidated by the aura of Mugensha, so she ate at another booth and ordered a set meal that she couldn't finish.

"If you don't live together again, be careful or I'll sue you for defamation."

Seeing Asana's expression as if he was looking at a dead person, Yana shrank his neck and took a step back, his upper body shaking.

When she came to her senses, she showed a relieved expression again and lowered her head to glance at Asana.

The shy look is quite vulgar.

"Did the Great Teacher wait for me here specially?"

"I hope your confidence can be used in the right place."

Asana walked to the barbecue restaurant and took the things from their love consultation department from the owner.

Originally, Nohara said when he left that the people from Mugensha would deliver the deposited items to his door, but Asama felt that it would be better to use this privilege over the general public less.

"How will the Great Sensei get back?"

"How are you going to get back?"

"Let's call a car. Doesn't Mr. Dai live near Shiba Park? I think we're going the same way, I can give you a ride."

"No, I'm going to exercise and run back."

"Huh??? Carrying so many things?"

Yanami looked at Asama who was carrying Futami's guitar bag and thought he was joking.

"Do you have any opinion?"

"no no."

Asama stopped a taxi and found that the driver was looking at him strangely.

He recognized the driver of the car he had just stopped but whose business was taken away by other drivers.

"Please take this guest to Otemachi."

Asana opened the car door and stared at Yanami with an unyielding look as he watched her get into the car.

I walked a few hundred meters and rented a bicycle in front of a hotel using the hellocycling app and rode back.

Is it really only 30%?
Self-control has declined to a regrettable level.

But he also knew many cases, such as people who were drinking ordinary water but were told it was an aphrodisiac and became aroused; or people who were inhaling dehydrated glucose with peppermint oil but were told it was a drug that made people intoxicated and became aroused.

Blaming the system for the sexual desires and bad qualities hidden in one's body is the most cowardly of cowards.

He wants to be a person who is so energetic that he is completely devoted to the Tao and does not care about worldly matters! ! !

A million horsepower of magnetic field power is enough to make him turn his teeth ahh ...

In the night of Tokyo, a lunatic was speeding on a motorcycle, carrying a guitar on his back and riding a bicycle, speeding past countless drunks and drug addicts.

The terrifying speed made the traffic police rub their eyes, wondering if they were under too much pressure from working the night shift recently.

In this way, a new Tokyo urban legend belonging to "Unlicensed Guitar HERO Knight" was successfully born in Minato City.

Asama Shizumi's personality conflict value successfully rose to 37%.

It took Asama some effort to get rid of the troublesome traffic police and return the shared bicycle to the designated parking spot.

It was already 1: in the morning when I returned to the apartment.

It’s so annoying. Ever since he wanted to go to bed early and get up early, going to bed after 2 o’clock has become a common occurrence.

Always failing in these small things will also erode a person's ability to do big things.

Apart from the rewards from the Great Ming God and the system, in what areas have I made progress?
You always let your actions go against your goals. Don’t you have any self-reflection at all?

Instead of spending time on socializing, can't we be more proactive in facing these things?
It takes me many days to reflect on myself.

Asana touched the strap of the guitar bag on his shoulder and looked at the bags of peripherals in his hands. They pretended not to remember to take them, just to have a reason to come over tomorrow, or to ask him to go out?
It should be okay to send them by express tomorrow, right? He will be with them for more than a week. Before he actively faces these things, let him enjoy a quiet life alone, right?
With his thumb pressed on the door lock, the door opened, letting in the light from the room.

Didn’t I turn off the lights when I went out?

Was there a thief in the house?
"Welcome back~" x4
Fushigawa Risa, Futami Tsukiumi, Majima Mai, and Pochi (temporarily expelled from the Asama family), the four of them were smiling at him enthusiastically.

The light hair group was cleaning the room which didn't need cleaning at all, while Futami and Majima were making a midnight snack in the kitchen.

Pochi smiled and took out slippers for Asana, but his nose kept sniffing.

"Why did Ah Shui come back just now? Did he meet the female driver?"

"Why are you in my house?"

"Mr. Robert, isn't your family our family? I will take care of your wife and children, so don't worry."

"Are you really going to continue the party here?"

Asama looked at the two dozen beers, a large bottle of lemon tea, a bucket of ice, and two bottles of 25-year-old Yamazaki whiskey already on the dining table.

"Isn't it very economical? We were originally going to order takeout, but after looking at the refrigerator, we decided to make it ourselves to save some money~"

Looking at Asama who was deliberately keeping a distance, Pochi had a smug look on his face.

"Jingshui, can you help me with that?"

Asana looked towards the kitchen and saw a box of meat sauce in front of Mashima.

"You don't have to do the cleaning. Come and help in the kitchen."

He sighed and put on his apron.

The ingredients were dealt with using stabbing knife techniques throughout the process, but they didn't seem to be afraid at all.

In order to give himself some room to function rationally, Asana condoned their drinking.

Asama felt guilty about his flexible principles.

The positions to the left and right of Asama were occupied by Futami and Pochi, who were smelling delicious after taking a bath.

Seeing that the girls had already started drinking, he couldn't help but persuade them.

"Women who drink are easily bullied. Don't make it a habit."

There is no point in saying this, it only serves as a psychological comfort.

"A Shui underestimates me!"

Pochi had already finished two cans of draft beer using a frozen, iced glass.

"Is Jingshui concerned about me?"

Jiandao also had a glass of draft beer in his hand and was smiling at Asama.

"Mr. Robert, don't you know that girls only get drunk in front of the person they like?"

Busei blinked at Asama.

Futami saw Fuzugawa blink, and he also moved closer to Asana, and whispered in his ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly,

"I want to make a habit of being bullied by Shizue-kun~"

“Try this.”

Using the replication techniques of Love Cooking, Asana referred to several ways of mixing whiskey and started to work as a bartender, supplying them with ammunition to quickly lie down.

They soon became addicted to one special cocktail after another. Damingshin even only drank one glass and gave Asana a cocktail-making skill.

Plan passes.

Futami drunkenly came close to Asana.

"I'm sorry, Shizumi-kun. Rei-chan's friends asked us if we had done it, but I didn't answer, so they took it as consent."

Her cheeks were flushed, and she looked like she was waiting to be scolded.

But before she could wait for a reply, she lay down on the table.

"As for me, I don't just want to eat, sing and study with you. I want much more than you think."

Jiandao had already crawled under the table, lay on the bench, and started humming a strange song.

After drinking 6 cans of beer and half a bottle of whiskey, Pochi forced himself to go to the bathroom to induce vomiting, and never came back.

Looking at Fuzugawa who stopped drinking after the sixth glass, Asama felt that she was the one who really had the plan.

"Why do you want to make them drunk?"

"It was you who made them drunk, or rather, everyone drunk, wasn't it you, Mr. Robert?"

"Aren't we going back to our family early tomorrow morning?"

"It has nothing to do with that, Robert. Today was truly a very successful performance."

"as long as you are happy."

After all, she was the girl who was defeated by him and cried. Even if his self-control was reduced, he would not let himself be conquered by the Busei River.

Busui Chuan stirred the ice in the cup with a spoon and raised his head again.
"I know what the group of people led by Nakameguro were like before. Robert, why do you think there was such a big change?"

Busei opened his big eyes without any sign of drunkenness and looked at Asama.

"Not sure. Carlo Cipolla repeatedly pointed out in The Basic Laws of Human Stupidity that the number of stupid people is often underestimated. The bad people in the past were stupid people who harmed others and themselves. Now that they are disciplined by faith, growth, and material improvement, it cannot be said that this group has settled down. I think the success of the group is a small probability event that all the smart people who serve as role models have not made stupid mistakes."

"Is this criticism too harsh? Robert, do you really discriminate against them?"

"I never discriminate against any individual, I just hate the phenomenon."

"Including Konoe Chiyo?"

"Why do you keep mentioning her?"

"Because she is really amazing. She is simply a workaholic. If I were like her, I would definitely die early."

"If you're not even willing to be a workaholic, what fairness and justice are you talking about?"

"Because overtime is the greatest injustice."

"Then why do you admire her?"

"I admire her transcendence of humanity, and I admire her slowly becoming like you."

"How can you say such a dirty word?!"

Asama didn't know why, but coming from Busei's mouth, these words were much more hurtful than if they were said by Togi.

He would never admit that he and Chiyo Konoe were the same kind of people.

"Hasn't she become less and less aggressive under the guidance of the wise and intelligent Five-Emperor Imperial Master?"

"That was just a temporary disguise to achieve her goal. Wang Mang even won the National Moral Model Award before he usurped the throne."

"Eh? When you were reviewing history, did you praise Wang Mang?"

"Everyone should look at it dialectically, F-san, including you looking at me."

"As long as I see you, I feel like there is nothing I can't do~"

"Please don't break the law. Shouldn't you gangsters be registered with the police department?"

"Those things are still being done by the separation family, and sooner or later they will come to an end."

".You can't rush it. If you can achieve this by the age of 30, you're already a rare person."

Busui Chuan laughed again.

"I just feel a little emotional when I see Infinity Society getting better and better. Obviously, I could have done these things earlier."

"Most governments don't want this layer of society to be too well-fed. If they develop too rapidly, they may become a more terrifying dragon than the Fuzugawa family."

"Why is it that when you say this, Robert-kun has a hint of arrogance in his mouth?"

"I'm sorry, you should have seen through me a long time ago. I'm actually a person with little knowledge and a crooked butt who only takes what is available. I can't help you with things like saving everyone."

"Being too modest may seem like shirking responsibility."

"That's your responsibility, F-san."

"My responsibility is your responsibility. We have long been one and the same, Mr. R."

"Don't take unrealistic things for granted."

Busei stood up and sat in the position that Pochi had just sat in, and grabbed Asana's hand.

"I have thought about how to use the charity fund of Death Samurai in the future. The trend of thought that Death Samurai wants to set off needs more bands to join in.

I want to set up a music dream fund so that every dreamer who comes to Tokyo can have the opportunity to realize their dreams? The influence of one successful band after another is superimposed, using music and singing to call on everyone to pay attention to things that urgently need attention and support. Is this what you call the power of role models? "

Qianjian thought about it and agreed with this idea emotionally. It is much more reliable for a band to do charity in its own field than to do cross-border charity.

In addition, the idea of ​​incubating not one or two bands, but a series of bands with a strong public spirit, without any one having succeeded before, was very inspiring to Asama because of Fushigi Risa's willingness to challenge the impossible.

But no trend is planned. Behind every wave of trend are waves accumulated decades ago or even earlier.

Asama decided to pour cold water on Fuzugawa.

"Too naive. There are many music dream funds, and there are many scripts of becoming famous with one song, becoming a god with one song, and changing the fate of a person's life, but your fund is different from these, it lacks soil.

We cannot guarantee that all the bands we sponsor have the same ideals and determination as you. On the other hand, we cannot guarantee that every new thing or new band will have a market.

Public welfare has never been the mainstream of society. If a society's mainstream focus is on public welfare and when the international community donates money, then this society is a failure.

Yes, if music wants to gain a foothold as a product, it must survive in the music market.

Looking beyond the music market, social production has not yet developed to the point where it can support everyone's non-utilitarian creation.

For most people, the market in this world is always saturated. Is a new band a new product or a new symbol? When a new symbol is widely recognized, it means that the market has paid a lot of money for it, or the cost.

The cross of Christ, the sickle and hammer, Disney, Marvel, Taylor Swift. These symbols are actually commodities. Commodities are equal to taxes, and taxes are equal to privileged exploitation.

When you create commodities, you are also creating a mechanism of privilege and exploitation. Aren’t the membership of various apps and the commission of Apple taxing most consumers by claiming to sell more products than services?

You don’t have to be upset, the public good is not a competitive commodity, so it doesn’t make you a terrible exploiter.”

Busei pondered for a moment, then smiled and said,
"Mr. Robert, you think too much. Do what you can to help those in need. Why worry so much? As long as doing it is better than doing nothing, then do it firmly."

"I want you to understand what you are selling and what you can earn. The only thing that can defeat consumerism is perhaps consumerism itself."

You can ask every listener to pay something other than money. Intelligence, labor, faith, and attention are all limited, stock-based, and calculable. Most companies that sell services now use the advertising profit model, and in this model, the most important wealth to earn is attention.

Any business model in the future, even AI that boasts computing power, will compete for the limited attention of the world’s population.”

"So, does this mean I need to become more famous, break out of the circle, and attract more people's attention in order to better sell charity? I don't like the word sell."

Asama did not respond to Fuzugawa's words, but continued,

"The best charity is to effectively establish a good social atmosphere, followed by making up for social deficiencies, and finally focusing on individuals. I think more consideration can be given to the development of charity products.

The music charity fund should be established on a mature training, production, and promotion system. Even if most bands cannot be signed to your music company, you can still give the right bands some necessary support.
The more successful commercialized charity projects generally follow the "buy one, donate one" strategy. The first brand to use this concept was TOMS cloth shoes, but it is not a leading enterprise, and their actual donation impact is far lower than Nike and Adidas."

As he spoke, his shoulders sank.

This guy Busikawa actually fell asleep!
I clearly wanted to discuss more cause marketing cases with her, and then explore the design of more public welfare products, so that she could learn more about how to defeat magic with magic.

Can you be serious?

Hearing the heavy breathing of Busei Kawai, this guy must have been really tired these days.

After throwing the four drunken people onto the bed, Jiandao was still mumbling to herself some heavy words until Asama touched her forehead, and then she stopped.

He lay down on the sofa and read a few cases of good deeds. He felt that he had no desires anymore.

He suddenly thought of something and opened the system properties panel - [Current Personality Conflict Accumulation Value: 35%.]

The personality conflict value actually dropped by 2%! ?
Could it be that I still have the personality of a saint in me? (End of this chapter)