Tokyo Wingman King

October 8, Sunday.

At the crowded station entrance, Asama handed the souvenir to Pochi and repeatedly reminded him not to talk nonsense in front of his parents.

"You nagging old man, Ah Shui. Well~~~ let me go back to the apartment and I'll keep my mouth shut!"

Tokyo is still hot in August, and Pochi, wearing a cool sportswear, said with anticipation.

".Don't talk to me about conditions. Are you a pike? Don't you remember what we said in Vienna?"

"How dare you describe me as such an ugly fish!!!"

"Can you listen and grasp the key points?"

"Since this is not the point you want to make, please don't say those excessive words!"

"Okay, I apologize! I take back what I just said. Let me say it again, [I don't remember anything we said in Vienna]?"

"How dare you describe me as such an ugly fish!"

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Pochi puffed up his face like a porcupine and started playing with Asama as if no one was around. But since Asama could do somersaults, Pochi could hardly catch Asama.

She took two breaths and said,
"A Shui, is your shoulder injured?"

"No."

"You're lying. It was the same thing the day before yesterday in the hotel restaurant. My left shoulder was very stiff! How about I not go back yet? I'll give you some physical therapy."

"I just want to exercise my right hand more. Don't think too much. Don't make excuses."

Amazed at Pochi's sensitivity, Asana moved his dislocated shoulder easily, indicating that there was no problem at all.

"If by the time I come back, Ah Shui, you've already found a new roommate, then I'll be at a big disadvantage, right?"

The emotion I just felt was like a drop of water falling into a red-hot pot, evaporating instantly with a sizzling sound.

Asama looked at Pochi speechlessly.

"You have nothing to lose."

"Eh? You're not denying that you're looking for a new roommate? You playboy!"

Pochi's complaints attracted the attention of many onlookers.

"Stop talking about these nonsense. It's almost time. Study hard at home and wait for me at Todai."

"Why not wait for you in my hometown? Don't you plan to go back home before I get admitted to the University of Tokyo?"

Sometimes, Pochi's mind works very quickly, which is why Asama always believes that she can really be admitted to the University of Tokyo.

"I'll come back once a month to check on your study progress."

"Only once a month? You can't even do it once a week?"

Pochi crossed his arms and said unhappily.

She had an outstanding figure, and her words in public soon attracted discussion from others.

Asana put one hand on his forehead and rubbed his temple.

"Why don't we just go back home after the semester ends? I only went back once a semester anyway."

Pochi immediately grabbed Asana's left hand and looked fawning in a dog-like manner.

"No, no, no~ Once a month is fine. I can come to see you anyway~"

Asana and she agreed that after completing each stage of the study task, she would come to Tokyo to take a face-to-face test with him, and the test results would determine the intensity of the next study task.

"Then study hard. You are not interested in video updates anyway. Is it okay to study hard for 10-12 hours a day?"

"Can't you study for 8 hours, honor your parents for 8 hours, and sleep for 8 hours?"

"That's fine. 12 hours of study, 8 hours of filial piety, and 4 hours of sleep."

"That doesn't mean I haven't changed at all, right? If I only sleep for 4 hours, I'll turn into an old lady!"

Too lazy to continue to counsel this guy, Asana spread out his hands and said,
"You can arrange how many hours you want to study every day. Anyway, I have arranged the study plan and homework according to your current level. You need to study hard for at least 10 hours a day to basically complete it. If you can improve efficiency and save time, you can do whatever you want after completing the study tasks. On the contrary, if the completion performance is very poor, I will consider increasing the workload and pressure on you, and let your parents supervise you."

Asana got a cute yet annoying grimace.

Pochi said with a depressed look,

"Even if I complete the mission every month, I only get two chances to see Ah Shui."

"Can't we communicate via video? If you have any questions, just call me directly."

"Video lessons are completely different from face-to-face lessons. Ah Shui, don't you see how big the price difference is between one-on-one offline private lessons and online lessons?"

Asana thought about it and rejected the option of [increasing the number of meetings] as a reward.

"Think positively. At least I can't punish you physically during the video call. It's getting late. Get in the station."

"Well - then hug one."

Pochi opened his arms.

"A hug between a sister and a brother!"

Seeing that Asama showed no reaction, she emphasized.

Asama tapped Pochi's head.

"Pochi, we're not siblings close enough to hug each other."

".How dare you knock on my sister's head, Ah Shui, you are such a rebel!"

I bought a ticket and entered the station, then sent the angry Pochi onto the train.

When he waved goodbye, he thought the golden-haired girl would not look at him, but unexpectedly, her expression before leaving was like a poor drowned dog.

Her real way of expressing her displeasure was not with a bang, but with a whimper.

The two people's gaze was interrupted by the car door, and then continued between the glass windows, until the tram drove away, so far that the glass windows were bent into a line, and then they were disconnected again.

He almost wavered.

But after all, he was a cruel person in this life.

Otherwise, we wouldn’t let so many girls feel sad and miserable without trying to change for them.

Because Pochi is a family member, his demands on Pochi will break some boundaries, so he will be tougher on Pochi.

Why does it sound like I have become the kind of scumbag who is friendly outside but acts like a tyrant at home?
Asana looked at his phone - it was 10 o'clock.

Ever since I returned to Tokyo, my phone has been buzzing with messages.

The call that he had hung up three times came back.

"Asama Asama, you are so brave! How dare you hang up on me three times in a row! Three times!"

“It’s almost the fourth time.”

Fujiwara's tough voice immediately became flustered.
"Stop! Don't hang up! I have something important to tell you!"

"Go ahead."

"Let's meet and talk."

"Not free today."

"How dare you say you don't have time!"

"If I'm not free, I'm not free. It has nothing to do with whether I dare or not."

"Asama Asama you bad guy! It's an important matter! No one has ever treated me like this before!"

"Former Minister Fujiwara, it's time for you to face reality. This world doesn't revolve around one person. If it does, it only means that this person is a frog in a well."

"If you continue like this, I will team up with that guy Konoe Chiyo to deal with you!"

Just by listening to her voice, Asama could imagine how angry Fujiwara Ai was. She was a willful and passionate person.

"Don't worry, former Minister Fujiwara. Even though Konoe is a twisted guy, there's no way she'll team up with an idiot."

"Humph! Even if you beg me then, I won't let you go easily."

"Can't you just say no over the phone?"

"No~no~ it's no use regretting it, I'll send you a location, and you have half an hour to get there, if you're late you'll be responsible for the consequences!"

"Don't worry, I won't be late. Bye."

Because Asama is not planning to go.

I have a date with Daimyojin today.

I slept for 5 hours on the plane and woke up to find a hole in my T-shirt.

Although I repeatedly told them that they still had school uniforms, 4 shirts and 6 T-shirts to wear, and that autumn was coming soon and they could continue to wear the T-shirts with holes over a jacket, I still couldn't shake off Futami and the others' enthusiasm.

Asama didn't understand why he gave in.

He also didn't understand why Inosuke, Jiandao and others withdrew from this collective action as allies.

They sent messages early in the morning saying that they were going to the welfare home and had band activities in the evening, so they would not accompany him to buy clothes.

Normally, Busei would take him to the welfare home and then go clothes shopping together.

Could it be that the Girls' Alliance was disbanded without his knowledge?

Sitting on the train to Shirokane Takanawa, Asama listened to a bilingual literature lecture in German and French and picked up a copy of Derrida's "Language and Phenomenon: An Introduction to the Problem of Signs in Husserl's Phenomenology". Asama had only read a little about Husserl's phenomenology, so he tried to look at the problem of signs in phenomenology from a different perspective through the works of the master of deconstruction Derrida.

This book is also on the list of semiotic books listed by Asama Tamaki. As the boss of the level, it is the last one.

Books like ZERЯO: A World Encyclopedia of Symbols by Yukimasa Matsuda, Structuralism and Semiotics by Hawkes, and Semiotic Theory by Eco are much easier to read than books written by French philosophers like Derrida. No wonder many philosophers hate French philosopher Žižek. His lectures are also very annoying. It sounds like a series of repetitive words until you are confused. Only when he tells dirty jokes and plays "obscene solidarity" with you, you will feel that his words make sense, which is very insulting.

Asana turned the pages silently. Many women in the carriage had already put down their books or stopped discussing and turned their eyes to him.

Before he knew it, the ordinary country guy had become half a Tokyo handsome guy.

Maybe his charisma is like his physical strength, showing as 7 but giving the impression of being infinitely close to 8?

"Look, it's King Sama of Yinghe."

"Is he really that unphotogenic? Isn't he much better looking in real life than in the movie?"

"It's the face shape I like. Besides, he looks so handsome when he reads."

"Do you feel that he looks like that star?"

"Is that him? How about chatting him up? Even asking for his autograph is fine."

"Let's not do it. I heard he is very strict with people."

"Why did I hear that ASAMASAMA is a super asshole?"

Whispering or loud plotting were all heard by Asama, who was not paying attention.

He closed his eyes, and after 6 seconds he turned his gaze to the handsome guy with long hair who was standing opposite him and listening to music.

The carriage was still as noisy, but at least it was quiet.

I arrived downstairs of Damingshen's apartment and sent her a message.

She quickly replied with a message -

"We're in trouble, Shizumi-kun, come up and help."

I was a little worried that opening the door would trigger some romantic incident, but after thinking about it, I realized that it was daytime now and with my outstanding self-control, it should be fine.

"Open the door, I'll be right there."

At the same time as the apartment door was opened, he also received the new password for the combination lock of Futami's house.

Seeing that she changed the password, Asana nodded involuntarily - the Great Ming God was still very vigilant in this regard.

But what does [XX0606] mean?
Use his birthday as a password?
I opened the door and heard the voice "Welcome back" coming from the living room.

The slippers prepared for him earlier were already placed at the entrance.

Why do I feel like I'm a newlywed couple?

Futami in the room was still wearing a light pajamas, a cute style with a ruffled collar and bloomers.

The girl hadn't dressed yet and was at a loss as to what to do with the open suitcase and clothes scattered on the floor.

"What is this for?"

"I plan to sell all these clothes. I will save half of the money and donate the other half to the children in the welfare home."

Futami's soft hair stuck to his face.

She looked smiling like a little girl who had received a lot of beautiful clothes.

"Yue Hai, just do charity work within your ability."

"So I still kept 2 sets of clothes each for spring and autumn, summer and winter. Come and help me, I've been trying to stuff them in for a long time but still can't get them in."

She had so many clothes that six 24-inch suitcases couldn't hold them all, but there were only two 20-inch suitcases lying on the floor.

"Are there any extra suitcases or large bags?"

The girl was stunned for a moment and replied,
"There's another suitcase, but it contains mom's things. I'll go look for the bag."

"Well, if you have vacuum bags and an exhaust fan, bring them along as well."

"Ok."

Asana began to tidy up the clothes scattered on the ground.

As expected, 8% of the brands are CHANEL, many of which are children's clothes or clothes around size 150.

He refolded the largest size clothes first and flattened them one by one.

Futami took out a few large paper bags, but because they were paper bags, each bag couldn't hold many clothes.

“Any bigger bags?”

"Nothing."

"No vacuum bags either?"

"Well, how about we order a courier to deliver two suitcases?"

"What a waste. You should still have the cardboard boxes from the previous move, right?"

"Eh? It's inconvenient to go out with such a big cardboard box, right?"

"It's okay, just leave it to me. Two normal-sized boxes will be enough."

Erjian ran into the room again to look for the cardboard box.

Asama, with a physical strength of 10, squeezed the clothes into the suitcase and locked it.

The two suitcases looked like well-fed twins, bulging and round.

"Shizumi-kun is awesome!"

Erjian exclaimed while holding two cardboard boxes.

Asana stuffed a lot of clothes into two boxes of about 40 liters each. It was visibly that nearly a quarter of the clothes on the ground were gone.

"These clothes should have commemorative significance, right? Is it okay to give them away?"

"If there is a better tomorrow, there is no need to cherish yesterday too much. In contrast, I like to exchange them for money and use them to do more meaningful things."

"Where are you going to sell it? If you buy so much at once, a normal store won't be able to take it all, right? Besides, the price will definitely be haggled down."

"Then sell it in batches. Would Jingshui-kun be willing to accompany me a few more times?"

Asana weighed the pros and cons and thought of the overseas e-commerce store that Izayoi helped him run, and said,

"You can pick some and sell them offline. I can help you sell the rest online."

"Wouldn't it be cheaper if I sold it online?"

"No, the styles and quality of these clothes are very good, and they can be sold for 7% of the original price, or even higher. So give the clothes to me first, I can estimate the price and transfer the money to you first."

"Shizumi-kun, are you going to sell it yourself? Wouldn't that take more time? Why don't we sell it to the store together in several batches?"

Futami didn't want to miss the opportunity to go on multiple dates with Asama.

"It won't be too much trouble. I have someone to help run the store. The store I showed you and Mai before can sell a lot of things. To put it another way, my store really needs your clothes, Yue Hai, to flush the data."

"Okay. You don't have to pay me first. Let's talk about it after we sell it."

"Don't worry, the clothes will sell well. Let's estimate the price first."

Erjian thought about it and realized that with so many clothes, the appraisal would probably take a long time, and a half-day date would turn into a whole day, which was totally worth it.

The girl nodded and said,

"Ok."

20分钟后，浅间盘点出了16件秋冬装、22件春装、14条长裤、80多套夏装、30多件配饰、30多件周边赠品。

Although she is not from a noble family, Futami is indeed a wealthy lady.

It is estimated that the total amount is about 5000 million.

From this perspective, it's not as good as the monthly expenditure of the Phoenix Court and the Ten Gods who spend lavishly.

In this world, the gap between the rich and the rich is also huge.

After settling the bills, Asama transferred 5600 million to Futami.

Within 10 minutes, Futami received a remittance notification from Mitsui Bank.

Erjian came running out of the kitchen again. She was still preparing lunch for today.

"Eh? Is it settled so soon?"

"Well, when I was a kid, I often helped my parents with their accounts, so this is my forte."

"But this is too much, right? Isn't it 7% off? 1000 million is about right."

It seems that Futami has no idea how much her clothes are worth. Come to think of it, most of her clothes were bought by her parents, or given to her by others.

"It's not a lot at all. There are many out-of-print limited editions among them, which are worth collecting."

"Is that so?"

"Believe me."

Futami and Asama looked at each other for about 10 seconds and smiled.

"Well, Shizue-kun, go watch some TV while I continue preparing lunch?"

"Let's do it together."

Although she knew what Asana meant, her heart beat faster and faster.

When will Jingshui-kun be able to tell her in person,
"Yue Hai, let's do it together tonight."

What if this is the case? (End of this chapter)