Tokyo Wingman King

Originally, he wanted to accompany Futami into the store, but after seeing two muscular men coming out of the store with their arms around each other, Asana immediately gave up the idea.

This tea house is most likely a gay bar.

Seeing Futami still walking towards the store entrance, Asana grabbed her hand.

"Let's change to another one?"

"Eh? Hey! Hey!"

Futami, who had just held Asama's arm, pressed close to him, and been embraced by him and kissed on the forehead, suddenly had a shy expression on his face when Asama took the initiative to hold his hand.

"I haven't even drunk the red tea yet, but has it started to take effect?"

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If he hadn't been pulling the suitcase with his other hand, Asana would have hit the Great Ming God on the head with a single blow.

Pulling Futami away from the Beast Rice Cracker shop, Asana turned around and said to Futami,
"Let's go find a coffee shop. I saw a good one recommended by the reviews."

"Uh-huh!"

Futami had no objection to anything Asana said at this time. As long as he didn't let go, it didn't matter if he went to hell now.

The two walked a few steps, and Erjian asked curiously,

"So Jingshui-kun is a member of the Coffee Party? I thought you were a member of the Tea Party."

The tea and coffee brewed by Asama are both delicious, and the coffee art is great, but the most popular drink in the love consultation department is black tea.

"Coffee fans are all bullshit, tea fans are all crap, and I am a staunch grape-flavored Fanta fanatic."

The outrageous words came out of Asana's mouth.

"Hehe~ Then let's not go to the coffee shop, let's go buy some Fanta~~~ Jingshui-kun drinks the grape flavor, and I drink the orange flavor~~~"

By the way, find a secluded small park to sit in.

The girl thought so in her heart and held Asana's hand tightly.

He was so strong, but when he held her hand, his strength was so light that it felt like he was touching something fragile.

Asana felt the slight sweat on Futami's hands.

On a hot summer day in Tokyo, if it weren't for the beer, shorts and surfboards around, one would always mistake it for an inland city in the heart of the Sahara.

Let's find a cooler place.

Asama thought so in his heart and replied,
"It's too hot to drink something sweet, so I'd rather have an iced Americano. That store has a rock theme, you might like it, so let's just go explore the store."

"Uh-huh!!!"

Erjian nodded quickly.

It doesn't matter what you drink on a date. As long as the relationship is moving forward, an iced Americano is sweeter than Fanta.

But good times are always unexpectedly short.

The two of them walked through an alley, and Asana let go of Futami's hand, saying he was going to answer a phone call.

Futami stood by the roadside and listened quietly to Asana finish his phone call.

"Let's make another appointment, Mr. Konoe. I do have something to do today."

Futami didn't care what real connection Asama had with the Konoe family, she only cared when Asama would hold her hand again.

As a result, as they walked along the way, Asana had no intention of holding hands again.

The girl suddenly didn't want to drink iced American coffee anymore, she needed something sweeter.

Because the roads are too complicated and narrow, not every street in Shimokitazawa is as crowded as Sensō-ji Temple during the New Year.

Some paths even give you the illusion of walking into ruins.

The quietness and desolation seem incompatible with the prosperity of Tokyo, yet they blend perfectly.

The dilapidated buildings, the debris piled up on the roadside, the graffiti on the walls, it is even more desolate than Adachi Ward where Arima lives.

Therefore, many people call Shimokitazawa the [Teenage Wasteland].

Those stores that are so hidden that they look like secret agents’ meeting places are even more independent and niche than those in Hackescher Markt in East Berlin. They are a favorite gathering place for subculture enthusiasts.

The coffee shop chosen by Asama uses two guitars as its signboard, a bass drum as its water sign, and the shop name written in full English with black paint. It looks rock and roll at first glance.

There were some dirty curtains, and when they were pulled back, a space decorated in the style of war ruins was revealed.

Concrete ceiling, concrete floor, several bronze industrial-style chandeliers, a bar, three long tables, several small round tables, and walls covered with rock albums and band posters are all that is needed for the store's soft furnishings.

Books and records are crowded into transparent acrylic boxes, waiting to be read.

An unknown jazz music was playing in the rock-themed coffee shop.

It is normal to hear this style of music in a coffee shop, and it is not surprising to hear it in a rock-themed coffee shop.

Many rock musicians will fall in love with jazz when they get older. After all, there is a saying that "rock is a cry that teaches people to be angry, while jazz is a cry that teaches people to cry." Time, age, experience, physical strength, and other things will make a person gradually give up anger, but they will not make people give up crying.

This is also the reason why there are more people who like old things in jazz.

Besides, it's too weird to drink coffee while listening to rock music. Rock music and alcohol go better together.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why the Great Ming God became a drunkard?

There were few customers in the coffee shop.

There are only two clerks in the store.

A middle-aged man with a beard and tattoos on his neck was wiping a cup.

A spirited young girl with dreadlocks, a lip ring, and a big tattoo on her left arm.

Seeing Asama and Futami carrying suitcases enter the store, the middle-aged uncle greeted them in an emotionless voice.

"welcome."

"ASAMA, the drummer of [Constraint BAND]?"

The energetic girl stopped what she was doing, suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Asana.

“When did I become famous?”

Asana looked at Futami, and the girl gave him a proud smile in return.

The energetic girl rolled over the bar and stood in front of Asama. She opened YouTube on her phone and played a video for Asama - a video of Asama playing Slipknot's "Before I Forget" in Death Samurai's Roppongi practice studio - the drum set was smoking as he played it in an impromptu, avant-garde, tough and precise manner.

Asana stretched out his index finger and rubbed his eyes under his glasses. Well, the smoke was a 50-cent special effect made by the person who uploaded the video.

"ASAMA! Don't you know that some of your videos have gone viral in the circle?"

"Is that so?"

"Super cool! Look at the good reviews below. These people are all very strong drummers in our band! Are you interested in meeting them?"

The spirited girl with tattoos came closer, scrolled down the comment section of the video, and pointed the comments to Asana.

Erjian saw that the situation was not good, so he separated the two of them and asked Xiang Qianjian with a smile.

"Um, Jingshui-kun, I'll buy you the coffee~ What kind of coffee would you like?"

The middle-aged uncle finally recognized Asama and Futami at this time. He patted the energetic girl on the shoulder and told her to go back to her workstation. He then said to Asama,
"Excuse me, this kid is also learning to play drums on his own, and is a fan of your band and the Dead Samurai band, so he was a little too enthusiastic for a moment."

"fine."

"What kind of coffee would you like to order? Do you need me to introduce it to you?"

"Need not."

Asama looked up at the menu and continued,

"Boss, please use the medium-roasted sun-dried beans from Sidamo, Ethiopia, to make me a large iced Americano. What would you like to order, Yuehai?"

"Hmm iced cappuccino, using this light roasted Essayeja washed beans with citrus flavor, please."

Asana was about to pay the bill, but the spirited girl with tattoos rushed in and said,

"No, no, I'll treat you two cups."

"Thanks. Our band never takes a penny from the public."

Asama still paid the bill.

The middle-aged uncle who cooperated with Asama throughout the whole process was stared at with resentful eyes by the spirited young girl for a long time.

The middle-aged man looked at the suitcase in Asama's hand and asked,
"Is your band performing here today?" "No. I just came here to hang out with her."

"Band couple?"

When Erjian heard the spirited little sister ask this, the wariness and dissatisfaction in his heart immediately disappeared.

[BAND] The guitarist waved his hand slightly,
"No, no, we are like-minded friends, and it hasn't come to that yet."

"So we're more than friends, but less than lovers?"

"Where, where~"

"I told you, the guitarist and drummer in the band are a perfect match!"

"really?"

"We have a band like that here, although they're not as famous as your RISE band, Death Samurai."

Erjian sat directly at the bar counter and started chatting about rock music with the spirited girl.

Asana shook his head and did not directly ruin Futami's good mood.

However, [Lovers Are Not Full], he will remain in a state of eternal dissatisfaction, just like those utopias that are always one step closer but are always out of reach.

The uncle wrote two notes and handed them to the alert girl, then continued to clean his cup.

The spirited girl looked at the note for a while, said "simple", and then began to skillfully use the measuring cup to take the beans, grind the powder, select the filter cup and filter paper, add water to steam, and inflate and stir with the milk pot.

The boiling hot coffee dripped from the filter cup and gradually merged with the ice cubes in the sharing pot. The energetic girl poured the cooled coffee into a glass that had been added with ice cubes, sweet milk and milk foam, and a cup of iced cappuccino was ready.

After another 7-8 minutes, Asama also got the clear amber iced Americano.

After cleaning up the tools, the energetic girl also moved a high stool, sat down facing Asama and Futami, and asked,

"ASAMA, are you really RISE's biological brother? It doesn't look like one, except that you both like to dye your hair."

".Just a distant relative."

Asama is already very skilled at pretending to be a relative. He can be Fuzugawa's younger brother, Ichijo and Futami's older brother, or even Mashima's little nephew.

"Why don't you join the Dead Samurai? Wouldn't it be nice for you siblings to be in the same band?"

"Because it's just a hobby, I have no plans to sign with an agency to become an artist."

"Eh!!! Is that so? What a pity! Asama, you are only a high school student but you have such a high level. If you become a drummer in a professional band, you will definitely be very famous!"

“I’m not interested in being famous.”

The spirited little girl said with some envy after hearing this.

"You powerful people always say things that make people angry unintentionally."

Futami held back his laughter, stirred the glass with a straw, and watched Asana talk nonsense.

Asama took a sip of iced American coffee. The acidity and bitterness were within an acceptable range, and there was also a complex berry aroma.

Ethiopian beans have always been famous for their rich fruity flavor, and the natural soil and climate conditions save producers the cost of adding flavors.

Although I wanted to chat with the boss about coffee beans, it was clear that he was more interested in cleaning the cups.

The spirited little sister was like a question-asking machine, constantly asking questions to Asana and Futami.

"ASAMA, how many years have you been practicing drums?"

"About 3 years."

"You've become so powerful in just three years? Are you bragging?"

She widened her eyes, not believing what Asama said at all, and turned to ask Futami about some things about the band, but after asking a few questions, she came over to ask Asama,
"ASAMA, the members of your [Restraint Band] are all students of Toyo Eiwa, right? That private school is only affordable for rich people, right? No wonder there have been rumors that RISE and Eimi-san are runaway daughters from wealthy families, especially Eimi-san, whose bass guitar is worth half a year's salary for me.

It’s great. You can buy any instrument you want. I had to save up for a long time just to buy a bass drum.”

Too straightforward an exclamation.

"There are two misunderstandings. First, as long as you study hard, you can attend our school for free. Second, no matter how rich a person is, he or she will not necessarily become a great musician, but a great musician will never worry about buying musical instruments."

The spirited girl showed a bored expression.

"You mean, [Constraint BAND] is a band formed by top students? They earned the money to buy the instruments themselves? Oops, a band formed by top students sounds even more annoying than a band formed by rich people~~~"

Is Japan's underground rock scene now more anti-intellectual than anti-capitalist?

No, many of Busei’s fans are college students.

All I can say is that the mental state of the little girl is not very normal.

Asana maintained the politeness in addressing her, but it gradually disappeared.

"Would it be convenient for you to look at the records in the store?"

Asama asked the shop owner.

"Oh, of course. It's there for people to see. The prices are listed above. If you like it, I'll give you a discount."

"ASAMA, Yue Hai-san, do you need help introducing me?"

Qian Jian glanced at Futami and directly refused.
"No need, just go ahead and do your work, we can just look at it ourselves."

"You're welcome. I'm not busy right now!"

The spirited young girl, who didn't pay much attention to the atmosphere, was soon given a lot of work to do by the middle-aged man.

The two came out before finishing their coffee.

When being harassed by people who have no sense of boundaries, politeness becomes a constraint on oneself.

Futami didn't have any ill feelings towards the girl with tattoos who believed that she and Asama were the best couple.

Ignorance may be caused by the environment, but as long as one is a true rocker, he will not be a bad person.

In her eyes, Asama, who likes to disguise himself, is actually the purest true character she has ever seen - kind-hearted, open-minded, frank with friends, seriously reflects on himself, and has a strong desire to change the world.

If during their initial meeting, she had seen a messenger of justice.

So, during these days of getting along, what she saw was a god walking on the earth. She, Futami Tsukiumi, had completely converted to the "Asama Shizue Supremacy".

It's a pity that the leader of the [Truth Party], Haruka-chan, blocked her from the organization with the highest concentration of [Asama Shizumi Supremacists] with a sentence like "Tsuki Hai-san, there's no need for you to participate in this kind of thing. Just do your job as a member of the Love Counseling Club."

"Today~~~is a day of great harvest~~~"

Futami ran quickly, holding the handbag containing Asama's T-shirt and the non-woven bag containing the record in both hands, and smiled brightly at Asama.

Today, many people recognized her as Asana's girlfriend, which made her feel extremely satisfied.

This rock fan, who has a bank balance of over 5000 million yen, spent 2 yen to buy four records.

Asama thought it was quite expensive, but Futami, who was knowledgeable about the business, thought it was worth it.

"Parklife" by Blur, "Definitely Maybe" by Oasis, and "SUEDE" by Suede.

These were all blind spots in Asama's knowledge. He only knew Radiohead, but all the songs in the album "Kid A" were as unfamiliar to him as the three albums above.

He thought the picture of two naked men kissing on the album cover of Suede was a bit eye-catching. When Futami told him that the cover was a photo of two lesbians kissing taken by a feminist writer, Asama suddenly felt it was even more eye-catching.

There was a small note with an introduction on each record. Asana had also seen this kind of note on the record covers at Futami's house.

However, the notes on the records sold in this coffee shop are much larger than the usual ones. In addition to the basic information such as the name of the record, the band, the release date and the publisher, the background of the record's creation, the honors it has received, the industry's evaluation and the album's features are also introduced in great detail in tiny handwriting.

Just as Stand users are attracted to each other, there will be more resonance between enthusiasts. It was the owner's enthusiastic essay that made Futami spend at least 6000 yen.

Asana took a few steps forward, took the things from Futami's hand, and hung them on the handle of the suitcase.

The total weight of the four vinyl records exceeds 4 kilograms.

With this amount, a fisherman may not be able to catch such a heavy fish even if he spends two months fishing.

So judging from the weight, today is indeed a bumper day for Futami.

The girl was still thinking about continuing to harvest, and she moved close to Asama on the grounds that there were too many people.

The two of them passed by Honda Theater and walked back to the intersection of Shimokitazawa Street. Futami asked,
"Where are we going later? We had lunch early, so it's okay for us to have dinner now, right? Do you want to buy some food and cook it at home? Should we go to your house or mine?

A black Toyota sedan stopped illegally in front of two people on the street.

"Let's go back to my house first."

The window was shaken and a stern voice came from inside the car. (End of this chapter)