Tokyo Wingman King

The streets seemed a bit deserted during the day on Monday.

It was not yet night, and the environment in Adachi District actually looked quite good. The Toneri Park that we passed by after getting off the bus was also quite livable.

This place with the lowest per capita income in Tokyo, its so-called chaos is actually a tragedy of the gap between the rich and the poor in the city.

Some people say that at night, hundreds of ghosts roam here and demons dance wildly.

Areas lacking order mostly rely on self-government, and the principles of these self-governments are never laws, but rather human relationships designed based on the law of the jungle. In a sense, this environment that creates cruel phenomena also provides a place for many weak outsiders to live.

Illegal immigrants, illegal foreigners, and vagrants are the weak; drug addicts and gamblers are the weak; those who are born with debts and drop out of school in junior high school to work illegally are the weak; those who work by the day and pay protection fees in exchange for the right to work are the weak; those who are physically disabled and cannot find a job, and those who are homeless because their old-age pension is not enough to support their lives are the weak.
These people, who are directly regarded as dirt and denied in other places, can barely make a living in some places in Adachi Ward without being looked down upon.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Government has no ambition to eradicate the Kowloon Walled City. They cannot even change the bad side of Shimokitazawa in the city center. But the government can use the decline in public security in other areas to reduce the dissatisfaction of residents in Adachi District with the government.

For example, in Setagaya Ward, where fraud cases are frequent, and Edogawa Ward, where Vietnamese, Indians and Indonesians gather, the level of chaos has already become increasingly prominent. Many people jokingly claim that GTA Japan is being fully updated and launched.

The theory of relativity that [others' lives are worse than mine] is becoming increasingly popular, and some residents of Adachi Ward even said that the public security in Adachi Ward is much better than that hellhole of Okubo Park.

As Arima walked, he talked to Asama about his views on the [stereotype of Adachi City].

He always believed that the reason why there are more and more magical places is not because there are more bad people, but because there are more places where people with poor lives have to stick together for warmth.

Asama felt that Arima still lacked the class struggle consciousness to find enemies. As more weak people huddled together for warmth, didn't it mean that those real bad guys who had no sense of social responsibility became even worse?

But forcefully instilling a sense of struggle is not a good thing.

Asama and Arima walked along the main road towards the shopping street for another three minutes.

Even on holidays, most of the people walking on the street are elderly people, and it is rare to see young people or children.

When the two passed the third shared bicycle parking area, Asama asked,
"There are horses, why don't we go by bike?"

"Because walking makes it easier to chat, and we can chat for longer."

The hero of the bishoujo manga smiled at Asama.

Asana vaguely felt that the poor nobleman in front of him no longer had the same uprightness as before.

The green pedestrian light at the intersection had started flashing. An old woman was pushing a wheelchair and hurried by. She accidentally spilled the items on the wheelchair all over the road. She quickly turned around and bent down to pick them up, but lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Arima rushed out and picked up the old woman.

Asama also rushed to the side of the road, put the scattered instant noodle buckets, instant food cans and other things into an old basket, and pushed the wheelchair quickly across the crosswalk.

Asama picked up the old basket, Arima understood and carried the old woman into the wheelchair, and asked,

"Grandma, are you okay?"

The old woman seemed a little confused. She stared at Arima for a long time before she came to her senses.
"Junjie, why aren't you going to school yet?"

".Mother-in-law, I'm not Shunsuke. Can we take you to the hospital?"

The old woman opened her mouth slightly, glanced at Asama, then grabbed Arima's hand and said,
"Hospital? Did you have a fight again? Or did he ask you for medical expenses?"

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The two men took the old woman to a nearby clinic.

Arima knew the doctor at the clinic, and luckily, the doctor also happened to know the old woman and her home address.

After diagnosing that there was nothing serious, the two men helped the old woman into a wheelchair and pushed her out of the clinic.

It didn't take much effort to get the old woman home.

Among the two- or three-story single-family houses nearby, a shabby small bungalow with a yard full of flower vines is quite conspicuous.

The house was full of the smell of old people, and Arima and Asama had to tidy up the room simply.

"Junjie, Junjie has become much more sensible now! Good! Good! Don't let the thief steal our things!"

The old lady who was a little more sober in the clinic treated Arima as her grandson again.

In the eyes of the old woman, is her grandson so handsome?

Asama discovered that emotions can indeed correct the results of human observation of appearance.

Elderly people living alone and who are unconscious are also a feature of Tokyo's frail areas.

When they were leaving, the old woman grabbed Arima's hand and said something incoherently,
"If you don't study hard, you'll only make bad friends who dye their hair."

Asama was speechless, but Arima laughed mischievously.

Walking on the road, Asama asked Arima,

“Is that why you don’t ride a bike?”

"No. But if a person is not in a hurry, he can stop and do more things that he should do."

“It’s better to lead a group of people to do it than to do it alone, otherwise you will only tire yourself out.”

“This is what I want to learn from you.”

Asama shook her head,
"Can you hire a long-term caregiver for this old lady, or become her godchild yourself?"

"I will investigate her grandson Shunsuke and have him come back to take care of grandma."

"These are only temporary solutions, not fundamental solutions. Besides, the elderly care problem should be solved by relevant institutions."

“Even if I don’t have the ability, I will try my best to do what I can.

[Is it up to oneself to be benevolent, or is it up to others? ]”

The top students in Yinghe can all recite some of the classics of Chinese philosophers.

Asama agreed with Arima's point of view, but it was still painful to see him doing such a trivial thing.

"Is there anything the Great Master can do?"

“日本65岁老人有3600万，再过不久就到人口比例的1/3了。这些人里面，有小部份是交不起介护保险里那10%自费的人。而解决这一小部分人的10%的费用，每年大概需要4000亿円。

Who do you think can fill this hole for free?
Not to mention the difficulty of implementing the policy on individuals, the shortage of welfare workers and health workers is also a big problem. "

Arima smiled knowingly.
"It turns out that the Great Teacher has been paying attention to this issue for a long time."

"It's useless for me to pay attention to this. If the people who solve this problem don't pay attention to it, the problem will always be a problem. Arima, even if you pay attention to this problem, your team will focus on issues that are easier to achieve political achievements in the future; even if you become prime minister, there are nearly a hundred bigger problems in this country that need your priority consideration."

Arima looked at the blue sky and the low-flying white clouds and smiled.

"I will try to get those who create problems to join the team to solve them one by one. But at the moment, it is not inconsistent with future things to deal with every small problem down to earth.

I was reading [First Principles] recently, and I think a lot of people make things too complicated. I believe that if we can mobilize the majority who are intimidated by the difficulties, the problem can always be solved.”

Asama didn't want to be too much of a spoilsport.

"Well, then cherish your time. Also, don't think you are right and go against the public."

"Is this how the Great Sensei teaches Konoe-san?"

"The most I can do is teach her to smile more. Don't think too highly of me. I'm just an ordinary person who can't even play shogi better than you."

"So, Master, you rely on showing weakness to mobilize everyone's sense of achievement and enthusiasm?"

Seeing Arima's helpless expression, Asama also laughed.

The signs of the shopping street could be seen in the distance. The two passed by a station. Some female office workers and housewives near the station were staring at them.

Asama and Arima both chose to wear white top and black bottom, but Arima wore a shirt and trousers similar to a school uniform, while Asama wore a T-shirt and shorts.

The clothes are extremely simple, but in their eyes they highlight their gorgeous beauty.

The extraordinary clarity and rare indifference made them feel that around these two people, even time, light, wind, sound and even dust particles were flowing at an unusual rhythm.

No matter from which angle you look at these two people, they seem extremely sacred.

They were even a little worried that walking on their feet would get their feet dirty.

Also because of the sacredness, most people chose to take photos and no one dared to come forward to ask for contact information.

This beautiful boy, passing through their hollow eyes, was like a helicopter hovering over the slums, madly scattering money called hope. They were violently healed.

Arima took Asama on a long detour and continued to find topics to chat with Asama.

"Great teacher."

"how?"

"It's rumored that the Love Consulting Department hasn't received any new clients in over two months. Is that true?"

".Indeed. What you really want to ask is whether I am ready to end this consulting game, right?"

"Ah."

"The love counseling department will not be cancelled. I think Yue Hai, Mai, and Hou Hou Yuan are capable of providing psychological counseling during love. As for me, I probably won't do this kind of counseling anymore."

Arima hesitated for a moment, then turned around and asked,
".Are you interested in joining the student union next semester?"

"No. But I am looking forward to you being the student council president. Arima, if you feel that the work of the student council is not going well, or some people are not cooperating, I can bring forward the election for the student council and select enthusiastic, capable, and responsible members according to your wishes to give the student council a fresh start."

"If the Great Sensei is referring to those who have feelings for Konoe-san, then that's not necessary. They won't be a hindrance to my work."

Arima was glad that he resisted the urge to invite Katsura Kyohei to come over for a barbecue the day before yesterday.

He really wanted to clear up Senior Katsura's misunderstanding of Asana, but if he put himself in the president's shoes, he realized that the misunderstanding would not cause any hindrance to the Great Sensei's life, so it would be better not to act on his own.

He believed that for two such outstanding and upright people, the misunderstanding would be resolved one day.

"Does the Great Sensei know about the affairs of the Infinite Society?"

"Dahui knows more about it. If you have any questions, you can ask him directly. Do you have his contact information? Or you can ask Nohara Ryohei from Class E. What's the matter? Are the activities of the Infinite Society in conflict with the management of the Student Union?"

"No. I just clearly feel that the number of bad activities among junior high and high school students in Adachi is decreasing. The expansion of Daiki-kun and his Mugensha has been a big help. They also helped the nearby police station to bust two anonymous mobile criminal organizations."

The activities of the Infinite Society consumed a lot of bad energy, so naturally, fewer sneaky things were done.

This is the same reason why adults like to take their children to the amusement park to have fun so as to ensure good sleep at night.

Because of the positive feedback of money, fighting skills, physical ability, etc., few people think that Infinite Society is a boring organization. In fact, those bad boys who advocate chivalry have no resistance to the second-year proposition of [friendship, hard work, victory].

People from all regions are fighting for the honor of the Infinite Festival.

When he returns from China at the end of this month, the first thing he will do is to attend the second Infinite Festival and present awards to this group of bad boys.

"The Infinity Festival at the end of the month, is it convenient for me to visit?"

Qianjian thought for a long time before smiling and saying,
"I can't think of any reason to reject you."

Arima, with a troubled expression, also laughed and almost bumped into a telephone pole on the side of the road.

When they arrived at the shopping street, an hour had passed since they set out.

Arima also received a call from his sister, Yuuki Natsune.

"Teruya-san has returned from buying car parts, why haven't you returned yet?"

"Something happened on the way."

"As expected. Be safe! Also, don't let the guests go hungry!"

It seems that the Teruya family has become accustomed to Arima's "meddling".

Most of the shop owners in the shopping street are fans of Yoshihiko Uma.

Not only would they take the initiative to greet Arima, they would also frequently stuff small things into his arms.

"I didn't know. I would have thought this shopping street was owned by you."

“Just helped everyone a little bit.”

Arima was holding a bunch of things and smiling awkwardly.

An auntie from the grocery store handed Arima a snakeskin bag. Arima thanked her with a smile and put various ingredients and daily necessities into the bag.

There is a butcher shop where Ma placed the order. Both the owner and his wife are there.

They had already washed and cut the barbecue for tonight, and some of the meat had even been marinated.

Asana's white hair reminded the proprietress of Haruma Miura who starred in "Love Letter".

She used to be Miura's sole promoter, so she wanted to invite Asama to take a photo with her.

Although Asama didn't like taking photos and was also quite disgusted with the deceased actor, in order to give face to Arima, he still took a photo with the owner of the butcher shop.

During the group photo, because Asama was smiling so cutely, today's barbecue dish was given an extra 2 kilograms of free beef shank.

Before leaving, the butcher stopped Arima, looked embarrassed, and said,
"Oh, right, Xiaoji! Our shopping street is planning to hold a promotional event. There is something I must ask you for. Can you listen to it first?"

The first request was to ask Arima to be the spokesperson for the shopping street.

Arima agreed without hesitation and even asked to appear on the show for free.

The second request is to have Arima, as a rewards ambassador, have some close interactions with the lucky draw customers during next month’s event.

Arima was in a dilemma. If he changed his gender, the problem would be obvious - letting pretty girls sell meat would boost sales. It was indeed the idea of ​​the butcher.

The core problem is that the shopping street wants to hold an event to attract customers, but there are neither attractive prizes nor enough gimmicks.

After thinking for two minutes, Arima was about to nod in agreement when Asama stopped him.

"Boss, who do you think are the main customers for this event? What is the average spending power of a visit to the shopping street? What is the budget for the entire event? When is the core sales control period, that is, the climax of the event? What are the best-selling products in each store? Discounts and gifts? Have the advertising channels been finalized? Have the materials been prepared? Does Adachi Ward have relevant supporting units? Are there any linkages between stores? Do you have an emergency risk plan?"

More than 40 questions were fired at the butcher like a machine gun.

"I have held several events in the past, but they were not so elaborate."

"When was the activity held? Was it effective? Besides the neighbors, are people from other places interested in coming here again?"

"Well, about two years ago, the government had just implemented the zero-COVID policy. We were asked to hold an event to boost popularity."

"So, it's just an activity to get things done?"

The boy, who had been smiling so timidly before, now revealed a cruel and sharp look like a ghost.

The boss shuddered and raised his hands in surrender.

He said he was unworthy of the title of honorary president of the Shopping Street Federation.

I briefly received an A4 paper that the boss had taken out after searching for a long time.

The above content is the entire Golden Autumn Activity Plan.

Only 3/4 of the space on the front is used, and even the back is blank!

This is a plan that has been approved by the government's economic policy supervision group and the shopping street revitalization association.
Asama suddenly felt that this world was a huge makeshift team.

In front of the small blackboard at the door of the butcher shop, Asama took a piece of chalk and pulled Arima to brainstorm with the butcher owner for an hour.

In terms of practical work, Asama took the [Bun-no-sato Shopping Street] in Abeno, Osaka City as an example, explored the story line of the shopping street [Love from Childhood to Adulthood], fabricated three love-themed stories, and conceived two future expandable theme interactive node activities; referring to the introduction and first impression of Arima, he set up the store owner characters of more than 3 stores and drafted two viral marketing scripts.

On the practical side, Asama referred to more than 30 classic commercial installations and preliminarily designed two atmosphere check-in installations - for example, the [Love Letter Trail]. When the sun comes out, the love letter text on the colored glass ceiling will be projected onto the ground of the shopping street, and the love letter content on the ceiling is pasted and can be updated at any time; 2 sets of unified store sign update plans and 3 sets of advertising materials were recommended; and the online and offline usage methods of IP after the future IP solicitation is implemented, as well as the style direction of the spokesperson's commercials, were planned.

When all this was said and done, Asama had been surrounded by three layers of guards inside and outside by the owners of the shopping street.

In order to smoothly convey the spirit of the meeting, he even created a group and sent all the shared cases and the meeting notes (revised version) generated in real time by mobile phone AI to the group.

Someone let out an exaggerated cheer, and all the bosses who had not yet done business started to applaud.

After being fed countless brilliant ideas that he could never think of, the butcher patted his swollen head and looked at Arima with a strange look.

My goodness, Xiaoji, where did you invite such a great god from?

This guy's white hair is not dyed, it's just because he worries too much, right? (End of this chapter)