Tokyo Wingman King

On the central axis of Toyo Eiwa College, separated from the administrative building by a fountain square, is the auditorium that contains all the history and honor of Toyo Eiwa.

In the activity room on the third floor of the auditorium, Chiyo Konoe, the president of the Ryushinkai, who was hailed as the "Snow Queen" by Yinghe and the first-year girls, was staring out the window at the direction of the administrative building.

With the principal's privileges and the name of the faculty club, Long Xin Club bypassed the student union and directly obtained the right to use this 400-square-meter activity room. At the same time, the auditorium itself, which is nearly the size of 10 basketball courts, is also equivalent to Long Xin Club's private gathering space when no one is using it.

Since the Longxin Society used the auditorium under the names of several older teachers, the Student Union could not expel them directly and could only submit a "Report on Recommendations for Punishment of Teachers for Overtime Occupancy of School Public Facilities".

This document has been submitted to the principal's office since the end of last semester, but there has been no response so far.

Whether it was the Dragon Heart Society's use of the auditorium or the offensive and defensive battle with the Student Union, all of this did not waste even a minute of the guards' time.

[If you lower your status and pretend to be friendly, you will get many people you can use]
She just mentioned it, and people eager to take credit lined up to serve her.

In the past, she disdained to reveal her desires to these people.

All this is thanks to him.

The diffuse light cast her shadow on the waxed mahogany floor.

Chiyo Konoe has been standing here for some time.

From the moment the white-haired boy entered her field of vision and walked into the administrative building until now, she had been like a puppet, not even blinking.

His behavior today was also a satire on his past self - Konoe Chiyo, what you had in the past was just a weak and ridiculous arrogance - what makes people fear the king is not just the king himself, but the moment you rebel against him, you seem to be rebelling against the loneliness of the whole world.

A true king will make all opponents feel desperately lonely.

Fans, believers and followers everywhere
Ubiquitous ears, eyes, mouthpieces and minions
Not only the upstarts, big and small, like Togami, Yasaka, and Izayoi, will have a strong urge to convert to him, but even those with real strength and background will only say "win win" and do not have the courage to go against him.

Isn’t it clearly written in China’s history books?
[Those who are righteous have many supporters, while those who are unrighteous have few supporters].

But [Tao] does not distinguish between good and evil, but between yin and yang.

White represents the interests of the majority, and those who share the profits are holy; black represents the fanaticism of the mob, and those who control the subordinates are the king.

The way of a sage king is to carry the yin and embrace the yang, to exercise power based on benefits, and to know the foolish and deceive the masses.

His father understood these principles, and he also understood them, but he had never seriously thought about them in the past.

The branch family was completely broken up, the Fushigawa family returned, Ryuzoji came to surrender, and the Four-Camera Alliance was also established. She can't use such tricks now.

He had erased the options for [Teammate] and [Servant]. He was an arrogant teacher, looking at her coldly, urging her to become truly independent and powerful with an imperative gaze.

The humiliation I once felt has turned into a motivation.

So, how much do you have to grow to become a chess player of the Konoe family and be your opponent?
Even the blood relationship was deliberately erased by my father.
My brother?

Konoe Chiyo changed her stance, hugged her shoulders with her hands, closed her eyes and thought about something.

"Dong-dong-dong."

The door of the activity room rang.

"Please come in——"

Konoe Chiyo's personal maid, Emiya Shiro, said "Excuse me", walked in and stood beside Konoe, and whispered,
“Master Chiyo, there’s news from the student council that Kujo Alice will not be attending school today.

Her admission procedures today were handled by other members of the Kujo family, and we will need to go through the Longxin Club tomorrow."

"No. Let me tell you something else."

Chiyoko Konoe interrupted Shiro Emiya's suggestion. She was not interested in Alice Kujo, a peer with whom she had never fought before.

Do you really think you are Chong'er of Jin or Xiaobai of Qi?

King's return?
The reason for returning from the United States is not difficult to guess - he is just a stray dog ​​in the second round.

"Asama-sama Shizumizu was summoned by several family heads, probably to consult about the new transfer students including Kujo Alice. The specific reason has not been found out yet."

"Bai, you have to know that he deserves you to call him [Sir]."

"Bai knows."

A faint smile floated on Konoe Chiyo's cold face.

All data, all indicators, all signs are changing for the better.

Even assassinations stopped happening for a long time.
It seems that my father did reach a secret agreement with Asama Shizumizu.

Bringing together the heads of the five clans is only the first step. In the future, they will create more opportunities to brainwash the Japanese top brass.

Is this a conspiracy organized by him?
Or is it that this organization itself belongs to the Konoe family?
For the first time, Konoe Chiyo realized that she could not feel any anger at all when she discovered her ignorance.

It turns out that I am too weak.

But no matter what, the winner is our Konoe family.

Perhaps, if we just wait and see for a few years, a grand reform will begin from here.

Chaos is the step to success.

Oh, brother, please don't fall down early.
The sun is about to set in the sky.

A lazy-looking girl was driving a torch-red Chevrolet Corvette C8 custom convertible sports car along the coastal road on the east coast of Japan.

“My boredom’s bone-deep
Everything is so boring
This cage was once just fine
I thought I could accept this confined life
Am i allowed to cry
Do I have the right to cry?
I dream of cracking locks
I dream of the day when I can break free."

The melody of Taylor Swift's "Guilty as Sin" spread all the way into the coastal reefs as the car sped along, responding to the rhythm of the waves.

After a while, the sound from the car stereo faded away. The girl, with her chin on one hand and the steering wheel on the other, sighed and answered the call.

"Tell me, what's the matter? Um. You know? What's the bullshit excuse?"

The girl saw a viewing platform ahead and turned the steering wheel and steered the Corvette into the parking space on the viewing platform.

She wanted to put her long legs on the passenger seat, but found it a little awkward, so she took off her headphones, got out of the car angrily, slammed the door, and leaned against the side of the car to continue her call.

"I'm just confused. Why did you say before that you wanted me to transfer to Toyo Eiwa? Now you say that it hasn't been arranged yet and asked me not to go yet? How did you arrange the transfer? Is the admission procedure of Eiwa so complicated?"

Throwing the sunglasses into the car, she listened to the explanation from the other side quietly, sneered twice and said,
"Don't use Daddy's words to pressure me, and don't use words like Daddy is dealing with it to highlight your incompetence.

"Uncle Sakon, since when did the Kujo family have to depend on others for even this kind of thing? Is this what you meant by, 'Return to your hometown and create more beautiful memories'?"

Alice Kujo drove 400 kilometers in one afternoon and circled the Boso Peninsula in Chiba.

I originally just wanted to relax, but I didn't expect that the more I relaxed, the worse I felt.

"Okay, got it, hang up."

Alice Kujo also threw her cell phone onto the passenger seat of the car.

She really wanted to smoke a cigarette at this time, but as soon as she thought of it, she suddenly vomited.

Disgusting thoughts were intertwined in my mind.

Haven't smoked for over a year.

After a long while, the severe pain in her stomach subsided. She opened the trunk, took out a can of grape-flavored Fanta, and sipped it slowly.

There was a white lampstand not far away, but she had no interest in going there.

She just looked towards the sea and watched the sunset.

Looking at Google Maps, I was now in Shirahama Nojimazaki, the southernmost tip of the Boso Peninsula, a place more rural than the western United States.

They are all rural areas not far from the capital, at least 100 kilometers south of Los Angeles, in San Clemente in Orange County, where the beach scenery is much more magnificent than this place.

A gust of evening breeze blew by, and Kujo Alice sighed again.

It was already getting dark, and compared to the bright and dry weather in California, the coast of this country was too gloomy and cold.

From the time she came here last night until now, she has not felt even a little bit of the beauty of her hometown.

Checking driver's license, driving on the right, being warned of serious speeding when driving over 85 mph on the highway, slowing down but not stopping before the red light turns green, and toll booths all the way from Tokyo to Chiba.
The rigidity of this country can be clearly seen in just one thing: driving.

Although there are just as many rotten places in the United States as here, at least it is free.

She finished the drink in her hand and looked around, but didn't find a trash can.

"Fxxk."

Alice Jiujo picked up five or six gravel on the roadside, put them into the can one by one, put the can on the ground, stepped back a few steps, started, accelerated, and kicked!!!

The can flew far up and fell into the rocks on the beach below, making a thumping sound.

But the girl's American swear words are louder than the sound of a can.

She knew why they didn't let her compete with the swashbuckling Konoe Shizumizu.

She knew that Daddy sent him to KKIS, the international school of their Kujo family, just to avoid him.

She knew that making friends with those Five Regiments Family children in the greenhouse was what she needed to do most now.

But is it necessary to go back to Japan now?

She hated going back to Japan.
She hated going back to Japan!
But, is it useful to hate?

Born in the Kujo family, living on emotions is a luxury and stupid thing.

But not being swayed by emotions does not mean having no emotions!
FxxK!!!

Although the administrative building of Toyo Eiwa is a neoclassical building, it also follows the oriental Feng Shui principle of solid back and hollow front, hiding wind and absorbing air. There is a rockery on the north side, which is connected to a thin stream led from Pinghe Lake.

To the south is a fountain and an auditorium that is a few meters shorter than the overall height of the administrative building.

On the left is the two-story student union, and on the right is the three-story teachers' office building. There is also a water system and a bow-shaped road connecting the two, like a double jade belt around the waist.

However, if the entire Yinghe building complex is taken into consideration, the administrative building complex at the north end of the college's main axis is much lower than the teaching buildings, laboratory buildings, club buildings and other buildings.

This is not in accordance with the principles of feng shui.

This low-profile design was decided by the original founders of Toyo Eiwa College.

For more than 200 years since Yinghe School was founded, principals from all walks of life have adhered to the concept of serving students and allocated more resources to students.

Therefore, when the teaching buildings and laboratory buildings were replaced with more solid, safe, sound-proof and heat-insulating aluminum alloy system windows, the grandfather-generation windows in the administrative building, even if they creaked in the summer breeze, still could not retire.

The noise made by the windows echoed in the corridor on the third floor of the administrative building.

But the louder the windows sounded, the quieter it seemed here.

There were several rows of people standing outside the principal's office, surrounding the place like a military stronghold.

Although the housekeepers of each family were already familiar with each other, they had no intention of chatting with each other.

Although the windows along the corridor are not soundproof, the door and walls of the principal's office are very soundproof.

They had no way of knowing what the conversation between the family heads and the white-haired young man was like.

“Still not satisfied?
2 million yen, equivalent to the annual salary of 10 Tokyo University professors; work four days a week and rest three days a week, you can choose the subjects and classes you want, and there is also an excellent team to help you with your thesis; future connections in 16 countries, as well as the favors of our five people, all of which are helpful to you. Isn't this condition more attractive than the [scholarship] you mentioned? "

“[The scholarship] is just a joke to liven up the atmosphere. Mr. Kujo, it’s not that I’m dissatisfied, but I don’t have the need for it.”

Asana spread out his hands.

“There are wrong names, but there are no wrong nicknames.

Since others call you [Great Teacher] and [Emperor Teacher], don't deceive yourself and don't waste our time.

Learn less of Brother Zhuomu's corrupt habits. The habit of beating around the bush will not do you any good. If you have any conditions, just state them directly."

Although Kujo Minari is good-looking, his words are very rude.

It is hard to imagine that the head of the Kujo family, who was sitting with his legs crossed, was the one who was rumored to be a rival of Konoe Takuma by the Five Regents.

In comparison, I-Sang's father, who is always straightforward, seems much more graceful.

“Is it possible that your request itself is a waste of time?

I have no need to transfer schools, nor do I plan to be a teacher in other schools. It is your freedom to choose which school your children go to. It has nothing to do with me. This is my answer. I am leaving. "

"Wait a minute, Asama-kun. Don't leave so quickly. Let's talk a little more."

Konoe Takuma extended his hand to signal Asana to continue talking.

Ichijo Ma Yuan leaned back in the soft chair and asked.

"Actually, you want to continue to be a teacher in Yinghe? What are you going to teach? Ethics?"

Why do you have to be a teacher?
The head of the Yingsi family looked at Asama and said to the head of the Kujo family,
"Brother Meicheng, you don't have to pretend to be confused. Everyone knows about the problems of international students in KKIS, and there are many foreign-related disputes. If KKIS can run a better school than our NIS, I would not let my son Yaojun come to Dongyang Eiwa to study.

It is indeed not an easy job to let Asama-kun educate these problem students.

Besides, as far as I know, if Asama-kun goes to KKIS, Yinghe will also have a large number of students who will transfer to the same school. Even if some of our family members don't go, we can't stop everyone. Who will be humiliated by this?"

Kujo Misaki only responded to Ying Siwen's last sentence.
"It's very simple. Just raise the threshold for transfers."

Nijo Kenjiro ignored the opinion of the head of the Kujo family and added to the head of the Takashi family,
"So, if Asama-kun goes to KKIS, it's best to go in secret. Since it's unnecessary to advertise for the Kujo family, then there's no need.

In addition, we also have to consider Asama-kun's wishes. He should overturn all the authority he has established, the friends he has made, and the daily life he is accustomed to, and start over in a new school. Or as a teacher, at least find him some helpers, right?"

Yitiao Mayuan nodded and said,

"Then just send all the members of his club, except for my Masumi, over there. These people include the girls from the Fujiwara family, the Fushigawa family, and the Houhouin family. What else are you dissatisfied with, Kujo Minari?"

Ying Siwen smiled and said,
"Or maybe we could pair up with two teachers and transfer together. Asama-kun, Eiwa, do you have a teacher in mind?"

The head of the Kujo family put away his crossed legs and looked at Asama.

"You can transfer secretly, either with a new appearance or a new name like you are doing now, it's up to you. You can choose a few friends and teachers, sign a confidentiality agreement and transfer together.

What else do you need?
If you have ideas, speak them out yourself; don’t let these uncles and aunts speak for you.

Since you are the best of your generation, don't be arrogant."

Asama laughed, snapping his fingers while looking at Konoe Takuma.
"Mr. Konoe, is this just another chat? You don't respect my opinion at all. If you want to have fun with the Five Regents' affairs, go ahead and play around with them. Why drag me into this?
Please think carefully about your answer, Mr. Konoe.

I'm tired of people I don't know mistaking you for my dad."

After saying that, Asana put on the [Star of □□□], and his entire temperament changed, which made several family heads who were used to big scenes look solemn.

An ominous atmosphere spread in Principal Yinghe's office.

Konoe Takuma asked calmly,
"Brother Asama, being overly concerned must be a very annoying thing for you, right?"

".Um, so what?

Mr. Konoe, are you going to admit first that there is no father-son, adoptive-son, or conjugate-son relationship between you and me?"

"Of course, of course. I totally respect your opinion. You and I just hit it off at first sight. Whoever you think I look like, I will think you look like that too."

Konoe Takuma looked at the other four heads of the family one by one and explained his relationship with Asama, being more vague than he had been in the Konoe family.

Asama didn't hesitate and waved his hand.
"Well, since we don't have a relationship where I have to listen to you or your opinions, let's end it here."

"Brother Asama, in fact, rather than standing in the spotlight and being the center of attention, you would rather be hidden behind the scenes and not be disturbed by anyone, right?"

The question from the head of the Konoe family was like an electric current running through the floor, which stopped Asana in her tracks.

"You would rather be a crutch to help someone in pain stand up than a toy sword in the hands of a carefree person, right?"

"."

"Rather than helping outstanding people to build their careers, you would rather help hopeless people to find their way back to the right path, right?"

"."

Seeing that Asama remained silent, Konoe Takuma continued to ask,

"Are you more eager for Futami-san, Majima-san, and Riyo-san to establish a sense of boundary between classmates and teachers with you?

Are you troubled by the fact that you can't really change their shortcomings and nature, and that it is much more difficult to help them become adults than to help them succeed?
Have you discovered that you have surpassed most humans in many aspects, but still cannot grasp human nature?
Do you feel that moral responsibility has a greater impact on your choices than so-called genuine emotions and desires?

Are you surprised that I know all your troubles? "

"."

Did you install a surveillance camera in my head?

Asana even suspected that his system and personality mask were given to him by the old guard in front of him.

Konoe Takumi unfolded his cypress fan and laughed.
"If you want to get into a person's heart, big data and experience alone are not enough. I can understand you better than Brother Ma Yuan because I am more willing to understand you."

Qian Jian smiled disdainfully.
"Please try to understand your problematic daughter better."

Konoe Takuma chuckled.
"Now that I understand, [Mujicuo] is not about not making mistakes. Chiyo will change, and she will move closer to your spectrum. Brother Asama, believe me, in the future, she will be ashamed of her past and present self."

Listening to the conversation between the two, the four family heads became more convinced that Asama Shizumizu was the illegitimate son of Konoe Takuma! And Asama was jealous of his sister!

Across the nine beautiful trees, Ichijo Ma glanced at the guards and thought about it.

Konoe Takuma, Konoe Takuma, your so-called flawless gentleman finally has a tiny flaw in your lower body.
The guards who were criticized by several family heads were thinking about it, but they were not afraid of being misunderstood by others.

He had already explained everything to his wife. His wife was very understanding and, although she had never met Asama before, she liked him more and more.

Seeing that the atmosphere had returned to normal, the head of the Konoe family put away his cypress fan and continued,
"Actually, there is no dirty deal today. It was my idea to let you transfer to another school and become a teacher.

This is my investment method. When conditions are ripe, I will choose to intervene to help you change your environment, so that you can recognize yourself again and be yourself.

By the way, I would like to ask a few family heads to come and help you clarify some things - Asama Shizumizu is Asama Shizumizu, whether her last name is Konoe or not is not important, and inheriting the Konoe family does not necessarily require a blood relationship - since you dare to say this to so many people, I will not break my promise. "

The more you clarify, the more vague it becomes???

Unexpectedly, Konoe pondered a few words and smoothed out Asana's emotions and resistance.

The inexplicable kindness made Asana also confused.

He has indeed been troubled by his current situation.

Unprecedented power expansion, and a sense of powerlessness against them.

Or, abandon everything now, including the system, and try a new environment?
He really wants to mature and become stronger in his heart.

“[Life is elsewhere]. This is the answer I can give you, Asama-san. Put some things aside and take these questions seriously. When you find the answers, it’s not too late to come back.”

Yitiao Mayuan laughed and said,
"So there is no deal at all. Asama, Konoe Takuma has made it very clear. Now, can you finally make up your mind?"

Asana nodded and blurted out the answer.

"I refuse." (End of chapter)