Tokyo Wingman King

The lights in Tokyo's port area are always brighter than the starry sky above it.

It seems that every sleepless night here will be as eternal as the universe and the Milky Way as long as it can say goodbye to the interference of daytime sunlight.

Late at night, a stretched Toyota Century with a Bingo license plate slowly drove through the streets of Azabu Juban.

Several imported supercars followed patiently behind it without daring to overtake, as if they were the guards of the Toyota Century. This posture instantly attracted the attention of countless fame-seeking people in Night Tokyo.

What they care about is never the top luxury car or the rare license plate. They are more curious about what kind of person is sitting in the car.

Because they understand,

The person sitting in the back seat of this car is roughly equivalent to the king of Tokyo.

The luxury car turned into the alley and stopped quietly at the door of an apartment building.

The moment the car stopped, the driver and the passenger got out at the same time, one opened the door and the other took the luggage, their movements revealing hospitality and competence.

A white-haired boy got out of this rare luxury car in Tokyo. He was dressed casually, but his face was clean and noble. At first glance, he seemed a little cold, but a closer look would reveal his kind features.

The boy thanked the experienced driver and the young passenger, and took the suitcase from another young man.

"Thank you."

"This is our job, Master Asama."

Behind the young man, came down a young girl with a graceful figure and a sweet temperament.

The moment she got off the car and looked at the boy, time in her eyes began to flow, even driving the surrounding time and space, creating fast-flowing waves.

Even the two men from the Konoe family, who were used to seeing all kinds of beauties, were impressed by the attitude of this girl in love at this moment.

Emiya Shinsai thought to himself, no wonder the head of the family once commented on Asama Shizumizu with this sentence - [He has no shame, is lustful and defiles himself, and gives others an advantage, which shows how cunning he is].

Whether Asama Shizumi is a lustful person or not may still be undetermined, but the girl next to him, Futami Tsukiumi, even without makeup, exudes amazing charm in the moonlight.

"Ms. Futami, do you really not want us to take you home?"

Erjian waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no, thank you Mr. Emiya, just send it here."

She resisted the urge to say, "Shizue-kun's home is my home."

Emiya Shinsai nodded, took a red handbag from the young man, handed it to Futami, and said,
"Ms. Futami, this is a little token of our appreciation."

“This is not good.”

"I'm sorry for the poor hospitality, please accept it."

"Take it, Yue Hai. They really didn't treat us well today."

Futami looked at Asana's eyes and reluctantly accepted the gift that she didn't need.

Just now in the car, she insisted that the butler Emiya send Asama off first, and then after Emiya Shinsai agreed, she said that she and Asama had something else to do, and they could get off the car together later.

Feeling that the atmosphere in the car became subtle, Asama immediately explained that he and Futami were preparing to have a midnight snack, and invited Emiya Shinsai and the young driver to join them.

Unfortunately, they declined the proposal.

The first rule to being a competent housekeeper of the Konoe family is not to do things that spoil the fun. They all agreed that what Miss Futami said about having something to do was definitely not having a midnight snack.

"Master Asama, thank you again for taking care of Du Bai. This car is rarely used by the master of the family. If you need a car, just give this guy a call. Of course, Master Asama can also ask him to do anything he needs."

Emiya Shinsai patted the back of the young driver of the Emiya family and pushed him in front of Asama. The young man respectfully handed a business card to Asama.

There was nothing but friendliness and politeness in his eyes.

"OK, thanks."

Suddenly, memories of dealing with others in his previous life surfaced, and Asana instantly realized that Emiya Shinsai was recommending this young man to him.

Asana knew that he might never use this car in his life, just like he would never use the Miyukiin family's villa to hold a party in his life, but he still took the business card.

Watching the car drive into the night, Futami looked towards Asama with her pretty face.

"I thought Shizumi-kun would ask Emiya-san to take me back."

Having said that, Futami understood that since Asama did not directly object in the car, it meant that the previous agreement of [having a midnight snack together] was effective.

"First, I will not break my promise to you. Second, you should always be on guard against others."

Hearing Asana's answer, the girl smiled sweetly.

"Then, let's eat at home. It's cheaper."

Asama shook his head,

"Let's go eat at a restaurant. There's not much food in the refrigerator, and I threw away all the stale food."

"Eh? Didn't Aunt Shengzi send you so many vegetables?"

"But there are only vegetables, no meat, not even eggs."

"It's no problem to have some vegetarian food, or buy some meat at a nearby convenience store? If that doesn't work, bring some vegetables to my house. I have meat in the fridge."

Futami was referring to the bacon, sausages and canned food in her refrigerator.
"Forget it, let's just eat vegetarian food."

Asana naturally extended a hand, and Futami also subconsciously extended his hand, and the two hands were held together.

"Um, Yue Hai, give me the handbag."

Futami's face turned red.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm a little used to it today."

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Jingshui-kun has held her hand three times today, no, since yesterday.

This means that I am being favored by the God of Love!

However, it is a taboo to be greedy for success and rush into things recklessly. You must review it carefully when you go back, including what cosmetics she used, what style of clothes she wore, and what topics she talked about. Perhaps the lucky thing that can change her destiny is hidden in these.

Asana dragged the luggage and took Futami upstairs.

The girl jogged along and pressed the door lock sensor with her finger. A blue light flashed, and the door emitted a short musical sound to welcome its owner.

Futami skillfully took out Asama's slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them aside, then bent down to take off his own shoes, stretched his toes for a long time, and then put on her slippers.

Seeing Asama changing into slippers at the same time as her, Futami smiled and said,

"Hehe, it feels like returning home."

Yes, you have the password and the fingerprint, but the key is that the account bound to the password lock has been changed to Busei’s mobile phone. If you want to change the password, you need hacking skills.

Really yours.

It was already 2:30 in the morning, but Damingshen, who liked to stay in bed, was not sleepy at all.

The clothes belonging to Qianjian in the suitcase were cleaned out and put into the washing machine for disinfection.

Asana walked into the kitchen and counted the ingredients.

There are potatoes, eggplants, and green peppers, and you have to prepare them whole; bean sprouts, carrots, white radishes, and lettuce can be stir-fried; there are ready-made assorted kimchi for cold dishes, and it is also easy to make cold kelp, which can be soaked in rice water, rice vinegar and warm water, and it doesn't take too much time.

After thinking about this, Asana began to prepare the food at the speed of light.

Futami didn't help immediately, but said to Asana while holding some clothes in the bathroom,
"Shizue-kun, I want to use the bathroom for a moment!"

Without waiting for Asana's consent, the girl went in.

You really treat this as your own home, Great Ming God.

In less than 30 minutes, all the dishes were ready, and the rice cooker also made a sound indicating that the rice was finished steaming.

Futami came out wearing Asakama's old black and white two-piece T-shirt and wiping his hair.

"Are you done? Please wait a moment while I blow dry my hair."

Futami without pants was simply unbearable to look at. Asana checked his personality conflict value, which was 35%. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Well, don't rush, take your time."

Listening to the buzzing of the hair dryer in the bathroom, Asana covered the fried dishes with a lid to keep them warm. She sat at the dining table, massaging her shoulders with a fascia gun while closing her eyes to rest.

The dislocated area feels completely healed.

The state of stamina 10 is more addictive than the previous [temporary burst] ultimate skill state. After all, after using the ultimate skill, the whole person will feel uncomfortable for a long time.

When Futami came out again, he was already wearing a pair of pants he bought today, but he still didn't change his top and was also wearing Asana's socks.

"Shizumi-kun, I'll add the clothes I'm wearing today to your washing machine."

The girl's purpose was simple - in two days, she would come to Asana's house and stay for half a day under the pretext of getting clothes.

Asama was too lazy to comment on this.

"Got it, let's eat."

Futami looked at the table full of food and Asama who was sitting at the table waiting for her to eat, and she felt dizzy with happiness.

Isn’t this the daily life of a newlywed couple?

For example, a virtuous husband makes a loving midnight snack for his wife who works overtime away from home until late at night.

No, no, Futami Tsukimi, how much money do you have to make a month to have such a great husband? Don't be so wishful thinking!

Wait, maybe the script should be this: the omnipotent husband comes home from work late at night and finds that his worthless wife hasn’t had dinner yet, so he makes a loving midnight snack for her.

Yeah, that's much more reasonable.

But the woman in this script is too shameless!!! Can't she cook by herself? She actually made Shizumi-kun so hard! Uh, now I...it doesn't count, it was Shizumi-kun who asked for supper, and I also tried my best to protect Shizumi-kun's chastity in the Konoe family.

I can’t think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the more useless I feel. You are so useless!!!
Seeing Futami staring at the table of food in confusion, Asana pulled out a chair for her.

"Just a few small dishes. I'm sorry for the poor hospitality. Yue Hai? Yue Hai?"

He gently tapped her shoulder, and Erjian woke up as if from a dream.

"Eh? Shizumi-kun, what did you just say?"

".There's nothing special about the ingredients, just eat whatever you want."

Asana sat down first, served a bowl of rice to Futami, then picked up his chopsticks and put some fresh eggplant into Futami's bowl.

The shiny eggplant strips covered with sauce were much more appetizing than the eggplant slices in the Provencal stew at the time.

Erjian smiled sweetly,

"As long as it's Shizumi-kun's cooking, it's the best treat. Come to my house next time and let me cook for you."

"Just keep exchanging lunch boxes next semester."

"How is it the same?"

"The bento is the best return gift. This stir-fried shredded pork is my first time making it. Give it a try."

Asana changed the topic to the food.

"Okay. This is delicious~~~! Jingshui-kun really likes Chinese food~"

"I was probably Chinese in my previous previous life."

"Hehe~ Jingshui-kun's statement is really strange, why can't it be the previous life?"

"Because I had horns on my head in my previous life."

Futami listened to Asanama's irrelevant words and laughed,
"Could it be that Jingshui-kun was a deer in his previous life?"

Half right.

"I don't know. It could be cattle or horses."

"How can a horse have horns? Um, was Shizue-kun a unicorn in your previous life that only the purest of girls could ride?"

"African wildebeest, no, wildebeest is a member of the cattle family. Rhinoceros is closer to horses than wildebeest. African rhinoceros, right?"

Erjian held his face with one hand, smiling and appreciating Asana's nonsense, and then laughed,

"Does Jingshui-kun really remember things from his previous life? Will you meet my previous life in your previous life?"

Hearing Futami's question, Asana once again recalled the words of "Helmet Brother".

Futami Tsukiumi's fate changed because of him.

So, the reason why he has become half a superman now is because he saved the incarnation of a god?
".I probably wasn't as lucky as I am in this life in my previous life."

Hearing Asana's answer, Futami's heart skipped a beat and a beautiful blush instantly appeared on her cheeks, which gradually spread and reached her cheeks.

The familiar scent of shower gel entered Asama's nose along with the hot body.

He felt that he had said something wrong, so he quickly picked up some food for Erjian.

"Try this kimchi. It should be more flavorful than before."

But this time the attempt to change the subject failed, and the girl's eyes seemed to contain a sea full of moons.

"I have always been the lucky one. Since the first day of school, the God of Luck has been favoring me."

Hearing the key words, Asama couldn't help but ask,

"Did anything happen to Yue Hai on the first day of school?"

He was still a little nervous on the first day of school. He spent most of his time reading. At most, he observed the English and academic god Arima Yoshihiko who gave the opening speech.

He and Futami Tsukiumi had no contact on that day or in the following two months.

However, he had already guessed the answer.

Opening of school, intersection, car accident, saving people. A series of key words made Asama's vague memory gradually clear.

He already understood when the world line began to change.

Futami put down his chopsticks, held his right wrist with his left hand, and muttered as if lost in memory,
"Shizumi-kun, have you noticed that every time, you hold my hand. Whether it's today, on the cruise ship, at Zushi Beach, at the entrance of the auditorium, or at a certain intersection on the way to school."

Asana also turned over his palm and looked at his palm, then looked at Futami and said,

"Then maybe my hand was blessed by the gods that day. Good people will always be rewarded."

Erjian shook his head gently, wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, and smiled.

"Jingshui-kun, you are my God. Thank you for saving me, twice. You are not allowed to deny it."

Asama looked aside and said stubbornly,
"Only once, on the first day of school, I talked to a confused guy who only cared about looking at his phone."

"It's no use denying it! Daiki-kun and the others told me a long time ago, and I know you were there at the time.

From that time on, I thought that I must live on more strongly so as not to waste your efforts, Jingshui-kun.

From that time on, I thought, I want to live for you, Jingshui-kun, if there really is a God in this world, then he is here. "

Asana, who was concentrating on how to say no, took off the tool.

The time is too short and the eyes are too hot.

Unable to come up with a better answer, he sighed and looked seriously into Futami's eyes.
"Yue Hai, people have to live for themselves."

"Every word I say comes from the most selfish thoughts in my heart."

The personality conflict value soared to 60% again.

[Living for him] and [living stronger] are two completely different things, two contradictory things.

"Eat now, the food will get cold if you don't eat it now."

"Does Shizumi-kun hate me like this?"

"I like you who live a strong life, not you who live for me."

"But without the latter, there would be no former. No matter what, I will not change my mind. Will Shizumi-kun regret saving me?"

Asama shook his head,

"Even if I could live my life over again in the next life, I would definitely save you."

"What if the distance between you and I becomes very far in the next life?"

"I will find you."

“Isn’t this love?”

"No, this is friendship and obsessive-compulsive disorder. No matter what, I will not change my mind. Yue Hai, do you regret it a little?"

The second time she faced Asama, who was as stubborn as her and kept repeating the same things, she laughed until tears came out.

Asana's rejection was not just one time, nor would it be the last time. As a result, Futami could understand that what stood between him and them was not a moment or a battle, but a battle line, a battle line that might be as long as his life.

I had clearly told him about the bond of fate, but the relationship had not progressed.

Futami can only comfort himself by referring to the experience of Chiyo Konoe who was also rescued twice.

At least compared to this favored girl, in terms of her relationship with Jingshui Jun, she, Futami, is the winner.

The girl sat back in her seat and looked at the still tempting and delicious food. She suddenly wanted to drink.

"Can I have a drink, Shizumi-kun?"

"No, but there's orange Fanta in the fridge."

"If you behave yourself, don't be a lover, and don't drink, can you hold my hand when you take me back later?"

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The humility of the Great Ming God made him heartbroken. If his personality changed again now, she would be worried to death.

He nodded, and immediately received a smile from the girl.

He could see himself reflected in the girl's eyes.

He felt that his helpless expression was very ugly, so he smiled at Erjian.
"No problem, but there is a time limit."

“Can I pay for the overtime?”

"Comrade Damingshen, what do you take me for?"

"God is willing to listen to the wishes of his followers!"

Futami's smile became even brighter, and Asana chatted with her about her plan to travel to China, which she could not attend.

The second thought in my heart about quickly adjusting my mindset still makes me feel painful.

When did the daily friendly interactions become torture for her?
The relationship twisted by both parties was heading towards the unknown, but it seemed that he could no longer turn back.

While washing dishes with Futami, Asana couldn't help but look at his left hand.

Hold the girl with this cowardly hand,

When did you develop this habit? (End of this chapter)