Tokyo Wingman King

Open the umbrella again.

The radius of the umbrella widened the distance between the two people once again.

But their eyes were always connected.

The beautiful eyes of the Great Ming God glow like silver and have a magical power that connects to the source.

If she shows a little bit of melancholy, people will want to hug her and comfort her; if there is a little affection in her eyes, it can melt people's rationality.

Asana really wanted to do what he did yesterday, put one arm around her slender waist, hold her little face with the other, and answer her with a kiss - yes, everything that happened yesterday was not an illusion.

But reality doesn't allow him to do that.

He had to be the heartless, wooden Asama Shizumizu, indifferent to all their charms.

[Moonlight Knight] The buff that improved his self-control during the day disappeared, but fortunately, his proficiency in things like [Suppressing Emotions] was still able to suppress the current challenge level.

He knew very well that now that there was no more personality conflict value, the desire to resist no longer had any side effects.

So, less teasing and more support is the right way to get along with them.

They cannot be the vines as Chiyo Konoe or Houhouin said, they should not depend on someone.

They cannot do too much romantic things in the name of friendship or trust, causing all the promises to lose their effect before the expiration date.

They cannot plant roses in the desert in this age when rumors, gossip, public opinion, rules, responsibilities, rights, morals, and perspectives completely restrain love and make it severely anemic.

There are ten thousand things they can't do, but the most important thing is that he can't do it.

"Shizumi-kun, did you kiss me yesterday?"

Faced with such a question, Asana showed a slightly surprised expression and pretended to be thinking seriously.

"Kiss you? When?"

"Um. Before Risei-chan and the others came over, Shizumi-kun really has no recollection of this?"

Futami's eyes dropped, his hand stroking the umbrella handle nervously.

Asana suppressed his apology, scratched his temple with his left hand, and continued to perform.

".As for the impression, wasn't I staying in the kitchen before they came? After rejecting your proposal."

"reject?"

Hearing an answer that was completely different from what he remembered, Futami's brain was a little overwhelmed.

She couldn't help but touch her smooth forehead, it was cold, she didn't have a fever
"The punishment option is unreasonable. Isn't it normal for me to reject it?"

"Is that right?"

"I think that suddenly asking for a hug has crossed the line between friendship. Besides, I'm not Izayoi's father. There's no reason to reward or punish me for his mistakes."

"I'm sorry. Can we hold hands now? Let's get closer and it's okay to share an umbrella."

"Isn't this also the prohibited matter that we said [will not happen again]?"

"But the day before yesterday, Jingshui-kun"

"That skill is still on CD, let's talk about it in the second half of the year."

"Well"

Erjian not only lowered his eyes, but also lowered his head a lot.

Jingshui-kun has become ruthless again. As expected, how could what happened yesterday happen?
The girl blushed. Could it be that she had dreamed of kissing scenes too many times and she could no longer distinguish between dreams and reality?
That's right, Jingshui-kun can't be that skilled.
Have I been sleeping too late recently and have been having that kind of dream all the time, causing me to be too tired?
Although she felt something was wrong, she still believed the facts described by Asama -

[Futami Tsukiumi asked, "Can I hug you?", but was decisively rejected by Asama Shizuka.

Asana went to the kitchen and filled a new bowl of ginger and jujube soup for Futami.

Futami, feeling a little sad about being rejected, stood in the middle of the living room in a daze for a long time, and only came to his senses when Fuzugawa and Majima entered the room.]
The green light turned red again at some point, and Asana grabbed Futami who was walking forward with his head down.

I waited until the green light came on again, and then walked across the zebra crossing side by side with Futami.

"I feel like I'm always causing trouble for Shizumi-kun."

"Really? Compared to thinking about this, there are actually many things that are more worthy of your time to think about."

"whats the matter?"

"My own things. My own talents, my own hobbies, my own growth, my own life"

Talent is liking you, hobby is you, growth is getting closer to you, and life is being with you.

The answer instantly popped up in Futami's mind, but it was not easy to say in this atmosphere.

"My friends' business is my business. [My loyalty to my friends is like two sharp knives that can stab into my ribs at any time]."

Thinking of the strange things that Asana once said, Futami's mood suddenly brightened a lot. He turned the umbrella handle half a circle and started laughing.

Of course Asama knew who the girl was referring to as friend.

He also recalled the conversation they had before they went to Oirase to chop wood.

At that time, Erjian had already guessed that he was the mastermind behind buying shares of her own company to help her father get out of the predicament.

A middle-aged office worker with a big belly walked by in a hurry. Asana thought of something and asked Futami,
"Has Uncle Xiongyi contacted you recently?"

"Dad? Dad has been too busy lately. I haven't contacted him much in the past few days."

“Is his new business going well?”

Hearing what Asama said, Futami waved his hands repeatedly.

"Forget about buying Dad's new company! Dad said he can still work hard for another 10 years, so there's no need to spend money on these things."

"."

He really had no intention of acquiring any more companies, and all of the trading companies previously owned by the Futami family were handed over to the Jugami family.

All I can say is that Uncle Futami Yuichi has a good daughter.

"Okay. Yue Hai, you can take the initiative to find a time, such as early in the morning, to call Uncle Xiong Yi. In addition to saying hello, ask him to ask if there are any investment opportunities in AI in California. Correspondingly, if Uncle Xiong Yi needs any help, just let him ask me. Although I only have a little spare money and can give some advice, I can't help with more important things such as technology, connections, and the market."

"Um"

"Uncle Xiongyi asked me a while ago if I had time to go to the United States with you during the summer vacation. I said I had plans and couldn't go. Did he ask you?"

Erjian paused, and even his steps came to a halt.

She suddenly asked,
"why?"

Asama also stopped, turned to face Futami, and asked,
"what why?"

The Great Ming God bit his lip and said,
"Shizue-kun has been telling me about the boundaries and scope of friendship, but he always crosses the line."

"Isn't that overstepping my boundaries? Saying hello to my friend's father, asking for help, and being willing to help him, is that overstepping my boundaries?"

[Then why didn't Shizumizu-kun ask Masumi-chan, Haruka-chan, and Konoe-san? They should be able to help Shizumi-kun better than me, right?

So why is it always me?

Jingshui-kun, do you regard me as a special person, or just an object to receive sympathy and charity? 】

These words could not be uttered by Erjian.

"The relationship between Jingshui-kun and my father is exactly like the relationship between a father-in-law and a son-in-law! Jingshui-kun is so cold to other people's fathers, but he cares so much about my father. This bothers me! He clearly wants to keep a distance from me, but he always approaches me without permission."

"My friends' business is my business, and my best friend's father is my father. I think there is no problem at all between me, you Tsukiumi, and Uncle Yuichi."

Both of them looked at each other with serious faces. Futami couldn't help but raise his voice, but it didn't have any momentum at all, instead it was like a little rabbit stomping its feet.

"Okay! Then Jingshui-kun's parents are my parents! Aunt Katsuko also agreed!"

Asama shrugged. Because of the precedent of Pochi, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his parents having a few more grown-up daughters. It was just a matter of adding one more set of bowls and chopsticks.

"No problem. I don't need a lover, but I wouldn't mind having another family member."

Erjian took another breath and said seriously,
"It's always okay for family members to hug and hold hands!"

Why did you go back again?
Asama was so angry that he laughed.

"Family members also have the right to refuse hugging and holding hands."

"How can it be?!"

"At least as far as I can remember, my dad has never held her, nor has he ever held Pochi, or held her hand."

"Eh??? That's not what Ms. Pochi said. She said Shizumi-kun was very attached to her when he was a kid."

"Don't trust a dog's brain. When a dog is over 15 years old, its brain starts to degenerate, and there's even a 7% chance that it will develop Alzheimer's disease."

The inferiority complex caused by his poor family background gradually faded away from Erjian.

Words like [best friend] and [family] are enough to make her happy for a lifetime.

Although Asama often acknowledges his relatives, those are just acting out to meet temporary needs.

She understood that every emotion of his required careful digestion and rumination before she was willing to face it.

He would replace those thoughtless definitions and expressions with complicated pulling and emphasizing.

The battle route is already very clear!!!

[Become family first, then lovers! ]
This road is not an unexplored wild road, but a smooth road.

"Is it really not possible to hold hands?"

"The closeness between family members does not need to be shown by holding hands."

"But the relationship between a brother and a sister is ten times closer than that between a sister and a brother!!!"

"Where did you get this conclusion from?"

"There are so many novels like this! Kyosuke and Kirino, Yuu and Sora, Tatsuya and Miyuki, Yuuta and Saki, Masamune and Sagiri, Shidou and Kotori, Rito and Mikan, Koyomi and Tsukihi, Kodaka and Kobato, Hachiman and Komachi, Kazuhiko and Yoshiki. We just need to reach the average of their relationships."

This average is above that of an orthopedic hospital!!!

"Yue Hai, if you really want to convince me, you should find examples from real life."

“Isn’t the significance of fantasy works to give people in real life the courage to break through reality?”

The two of them talked about the issue of intimacy between siblings until they got on the tram.

Asama sighed secretly
By relying on [Uncle Xiongyi], he released some of the guilt he felt towards her.

With the help of his family, he put a new layer of lock on her in a high-sounding manner.

Despite being mean, he was actually getting further and further away from his original intention of keeping a distance from them.

I don't know if it was intentional or not.

Futami's umbrella was left on the train.

After walking out of Nishi-Nippori Station, the two had to walk side by side, holding an umbrella.

Naturally, he received all kinds of jealous looks from people on the street.

Futami seemed to be guilty, her face flushed but she avoided his gaze, but her body remained in a posture no different from that of hugging him.

"When will the rain stop?"

The girl said this, but Asana knew that deep down she 100% hoped that the rain would get heavier.

"We can't stop for a while. There's a convenience store up ahead. Let's go buy an umbrella."

"Eh? Isn't that a waste?"

"If someone continues to be confused, the umbrella will not be wasted."

The two of them didn't stop chatting until they reached Dahui's apartment.

Daiki rented an apartment in Arakawa district, a six-story building built in the 80s with a densely tiled facade.

There was no elevator, so Asama and Futami climbed up the side stairs and reached the top floor. Before they knocked on the door, Daiki opened it.

"I told you that the Great Sensei is here, so you should admit defeat."

Komaba's voice came from inside the house.

"Cheating in the Middle East will get you shot by an AK. Besides, I didn't bet with you."

Takishima's voice also came out.

The apartment where Daiki and his girlfriend Yamashita Rei live together is a 2LDK apartment. It is not small in size and is more than enough to accommodate 6 members of the Asama faction.

"Oh~~~ The Great Teacher is here~"

"Hello, Teacher O~ Hey! Isn't it time for a break? Reina, why did you sneak attack?!"

Hanzawa and Nijo were playing Street Fighter 6 in front of the TV.

The hostess, Rei Yamashita, who served them two drinks, saw Asama and Futami coming in and smiled.
"O-Sensei, Futami-san, I bought you grape-flavored Fanta. Wait for a moment."

"Thank you, Yue Hai will just have orange juice."

After Komaba and Takishima greeted Futami enthusiastically, they concentrated on building Lego blocks on a three-view image of a Lotus EVIJA sports car with a black and yellow paint job.

There was a timer between the two of them, and 50 minutes had passed.

There are two large boxes of building blocks next to him, with Komaba's initials and his favorite female game character printed on the boxes.

Asama understood instantly that the building blocks were brought by Komaba, and he and Takishima assembled the building blocks without drawings during the competition.

The two people sitting on the floor have already assembled the front and rear suspension and chassis, but Takishima has completed more accessories such as doors and hoods.

"We're about to set off, aren't you nervous at all?"

Asama complained.

Takishima's hand speed was obviously a few points faster than Komaba's. He stopped what he was doing, looked up at Asama who put his backpack on the stool, and smiled.
"Aren't there still more than ten hours left? But why didn't you bring a suitcase, Master?"

As he finished speaking, he slapped away the hand that was trying to cause trouble.

"You guys, you haven't fought EVIJA before!"

"If you use those weird robot arms of yours, I won't be able to beat you."

"The portable robotic arm is not as powerful as you say. It can't do too much delicate work."

Asana covered his forehead.

What on earth am I here for?
"Can you tell me what you need to discuss with me now?"

Dahui nodded and took out four large booklets from the cabinet. Each of them was as thick as the "Complete Works of xx" and as big as a construction drawing.

No, these blue booklets are the construction drawings, right?
"Teacher, please review these documents."

"Huh?" (End of chapter)