Tokyo Wingman King

Asana glanced in the direction of the camera with his peripheral vision, and the bookshelf behind him happened to block the situation here.

He picked up the photo and looked at it for a moment.

It is indeed big, and white, and the graffiti and marks are just right.

Both the model and the photographer were very professional, so much so that Asana felt like her fingers were stained with the smell of sex.

It turns out that this book was borrowed frequently because of these photos. Asama felt a little disappointed.

Now "Critique of Pure Reason" becomes "Critique of Pure Sensibility".

Is the hand of libido everywhere? Is it true, as Socrates said, that [bad women can make men philosophers]? Shouldn’t these photos be stuffed into the books of people like Freud who likes to write about sex and dreams, Bataille who likes sex and shit, and Foucault who likes sex and whips?

Of course, books like "Three Essays on Sexuality", "Pornography", and "History of Sexual Experience" generally do not appear in high school libraries.

Asama turned over the explicit photo and saw a bunch of letters and numbers written on the back of the photo, all in Caslon print.

These letters and numbers were not complicated encrypted messages. Asama quickly figured out that they recorded the photo model's personal information, experience data, unit price, buyout price and other transaction information.

It seems that this photo is roughly equivalent to the custom-made version of the aristocratic school custom cards I saw in my previous life.

There is no contact information for the transaction in the photo, which means that this is a transaction among acquaintances.

It doesn’t matter. Through several library book borrowing statistics collected by Komaba, he already knows who is borrowing this book.

Turning to the back of the book, Asana discovered a lot more photos. There were a total of 12 photos in this not-so-thick book.

The first two pictures still have the feel of a welfare girl posing coquettishly, while the following pictures are mostly documentary photography, and the models are not in very good condition.

The backs of these photos also have letters and numbers in a uniform format.

Memories of [Korea's Nth Room] from my previous life came flooding back.

Bataille once said that the erotic field is a field of violence and violation. Behind the erotic field that breaks taboos, there exists a huge, irrational, disordered, and transgressive world. In this world, sacrifices are made to females and sacrifices are made to males.

To put it in a worse light, including the two copies of Critique of Pure Reason that were borrowed early, the number of victims written into the menu is at least 2. If such photos are updated weekly, then the number of victims will become a sensational number such as [36 bodies at the Colombian airport] if they are calculated from May or even earlier.

You have to know that including the female faculty and staff of KKIS, there are only more than 200 women in this school, which is not enough for the 8-week update of this [Porn Menu].

Of course, because the models were wearing masks, Asama was not sure if the victims were all students of the school, nor if they were all considered victims. After all, the transaction price shown in the photo was not cheap, and it was not impossible for some high-middle-class children to use KKIS as Okubo Park to relieve financial pressure. There was a group of "young ladies" at Shenghua Girls' College where Komaba's girlfriend Hanzawa-san studied, who relied on sugar daddies to maintain their persona.

But what if they were all victims?

Do I need to think about the answer?

Then let these morally corrupt beasts reincarnate into the animal realm as soon as possible.

Asana put these photos into the red-covered philosophy series of the Iwanami Bunko that was gathering dust on the bottom shelf. Then he thought it was a bit bad, so he took them out one by one and put them in his trouser pockets.

At noon, Toyo Eiwa College, Science Laboratory No. 9, Science Laboratory Building.

On the laboratory table was an ice bucket and a dozen bottles of grape juice and sparkling water of different brands.

Alice Kujo, wearing a white coat, stood in front of a pile of instruments, tapping the white powder in the test tube into the prepared purple liquid little by little.

The door of the laboratory was opened and a cold-faced girl walked in.

Ryuzoji Chanba, who hadn't had a good sleep for several days, looked at Kujo Alice with a frown.

"What are you doing?"

"Be here 35 minutes early, Ryuzoji. It seems like you like waiting for people."

Alice Kujo glanced at Ryuzoji Chanyu, then continued to stare at the liquid in the beaker, stirring it quickly with a glass rod.

"Homemade drinks. Japanese Fanta is awful."

"Is it difficult for the eldest daughter of the Kujo family to import a few bottles of Fanta?"

“It’s more fun to do it yourself.”

Alice Kujo selected a bottle of sparkling water and mixed it with the purple liquid, and a sizzling sound came from the beaker.

"Would Ryuzoji like a drink?"

"What is the white powder you just put in there?"

Alice Kujo smiled softly as she picked up a bag of white powder marked with [CA] and shook it in the air.

"Citric acid, what do you think it is?"

"Is this an experimental reagent from the science classroom? Regardless of whether it will be poisonous, do people from the Kujo family like to take it without asking?"

Alice Kujo rolled her eyes.
"Do you know how much money the Kujo family has donated to Yinghe? Yinghe can earn two containers of citric acid every day just from the interest of this money."

Ryuzoji Chanyu crossed his arms and said seriously,
"Let's be clear, on a matter of principle, even a king has no right to steal from others."

"Watch this before you criticize."

Kujo Alice took out another piece of paper and showed it to Ryuzoji Tanaba.

The Student Union approved her one-day use of Science Laboratory No. 9 and all the equipment and supplies inside.

The momentum of Ryuzoji Chanba did not diminish.

"So why start with the unreasonable explanation?"

Kujo Alice smiled indifferently.
"Because I prefer friendship to rules. How are the preparations for KKIS going?"

"Starting school next week."

After looking at the cold-faced girl a few more times, Kujo pushed the beaker in front of Ryuzoji, and picked up the Fanta he had prepared earlier and started drinking.

"Japan's NFC grape juice is pretty good, the sweetness is just right, don't you want to have a sip?"

"Don't drink."

"If you don't like any of this, your life will be much less fun. Well, I found a can of coffee powder here. It's not expired yet. Do you want some coffee?"

Ryuzoji didn't seem to have much interest in drinking coffee from a beaker.

"Just give me the contact person's information. I have something else to do."

Alice Kujo took out a document and handed it to Ryuzoji, and asked,
"Why don't you open the information and take a look before we chat?"

"No."

"(The matter you want to deal with refers to) your ministry?"

"Well, I need to find a suitable new minister. There were only 1.5 people in the service department before, and there will be no one after I leave."

Jiujo tapped the table with his fingers and laughed.
"Why not pass it on to me?"

"you?"

"Why, it's just a jack of all trades, do you think I can't handle it?"

Ryuzoji understood what Kujo meant and knew that he wanted to integrate the [Service Club] into the [Seimeikai].

"If your [Chengmeikai] wants to do good things and win a good reputation, there is no need to use the [Service Department] as a signboard."

"Don't underestimate your brand, and don't worry about it falling into my hands. The reason why Coca-Cola is popular all over the world is due to the businessman Woodruff, not the pharmacist who invented Coke."

Ryuzoji put away the documents and shook his head at Kujo.
"Need not."

"Have you found a new employer?"

"more or less."

Ryuzoji had a dull expression.

Alice Kujo's beaker was empty. She took the homemade grape-flavored Fanta in front of Ryuzoji, took a sip, and smiled.

"Well, I never force anyone." "Well, I'm leaving."

Ryuzoji walked to the door of Laboratory No. 9, and Kujo suddenly asked,
"Ryuzoji, are you in touch with the Love Consultation Department?"

".No, why?"

Alice Kujo added a few more ice cubes to Findlay and smiled.
"Really? Isn't your childhood sweetheart, Hououin Haruka, in the love counseling department now?"

"It's been a long time since we last contacted each other."

"Did they break up because of Asama Shizumizu?"

Ryuzoji tightened his grip on the file bag, showing an annoyed expression, and said,

"No, this question has nothing to do with your original question, nor does it have anything to do with you. Kujo Alice, if you want to find a love consultation department, just go directly. There will be no dragon pool and tiger den that will swallow you up."

Alice Kujo, who was deliberately teasing, showed a satisfied smile.

"I want to talk to the person who is actually in charge of the Love Consulting Club. It's definitely not that Futami Tsukiumi, nor the newcomer Shinomiya Yukina. Should I talk to the former director Fujiwara Ai, the actual spokesperson Fushigawa Risa, the Ichijo Masumi from the Ichijo family, or the lavishly wealthy Hououin Haruka?"

Ryuzoji said coldly,
"Even the powerful Kujo Alice doesn't know, how could I know? Didn't you say you hated Asama Shizumizu? Why do you want to get in touch with him?"

"Ryuzoji, it's okay to tell you."

Alice Kujo showed a dangerous hunter smile.
"The secret to defeating Chiyo Konoe in the next student council president election is not in the student council she once lost, but in the love counseling department."

"Really? Not interested."

The cold-faced girl closed the door gently, and the footsteps faded away.

Alice Kujo shook her head, feeling that the ghost named Asama Shizumi was still lingering over Toyo Eiwa. He was gone, but his influence was still there.

Unlike those school bullies in the United States, what Asama Shizumizu did in Yinghe was to open up the intellectual dimension of competition and win besides the use of force.

She watched his water obstacle course, stage plays, band performance videos, and the movie, and a creepy feeling grew in her heart.

Asama Shizumi seems to be very good at winning the favor of others, and the speed at which he influences everyone is amazing. It seems that everyone can find their ideal type in him.

In fact, his fans are everywhere in Toyo Eiwa. Even the girls who often expose his negative information in the news agency have become his fans at this moment.

Yes, it was a triumph of intellect, not charm.

When an extremely prominent person strategically disappears from an organization for a period of time, but his influence on the organization continues, this disappearance will prompt more people to discuss him and give him a higher level of respect. Everyone will focus on all the changes and losses of the organization after he is gone, and look forward to his return like a hero.

The student union’s early elections have magnified many desires, problems, and contradictions.

All this was in his plan.

But it was also in her plan.

After visiting the library, Asana borrowed a pocket-sized collection of Gibran's quotations before leaving.

All suspicious books have been investigated.

The Will to Power is a unique copy, and the title page records the rankings of the earliest students of KKIS, most of which are in katakana. Sometimes the katakana is very different from the real English, and it takes some effort to figure out who is recorded above.

Some blank pages at the back of the book are filled with advertisements for sports clubs and stories of verbal fights and fights among the clubs.

It also records the establishment time and purpose of the [KID] brotherhood.

To prevent being bullied by privileged foreign students? The old-fashioned dragon-slaying boy eventually becomes the dragon?
Several copies of "The Art of War" each record the different experiences of [KID]'s [Human-Pig] rise to the top. Some relied on pulling in relatives to become downlines, some won the appreciation of a big brother with their bizarre magic performances, and one reversed his campus life by following a genius gambling girl.

Although these stories are old news and the protagonist is no longer in KKIS, they are inspiring new people to endure humiliation, go along with the crowd and change their destiny.

The remaining few books did not have anything hidden in them, and were very clean, which made Asana feel a little unsatisfied.

Asama also locked on to the suspected organization behind "Critique of Pure Sensibility" - the [KID] Brotherhood, because they like to use library books as props for exchanging information.

After figuring out the mystery of the book list, Asana limped to the KKIS staff cafeteria on his leg, which had never been lame from the beginning.

The cafeteria finished serving meals before 1 o'clock, so Asana could only order a beef rice bento and a can of grape-flavored Fanta from the convenience store next door.

A bento costs 2400 yen, and a can of Fanta costs 600 yen. Compared with the free and hearty lunch for employees, Asana's heart aches.

More importantly, the bento at KKIS has learned the bad habits of 711-Eleven convenience stores. The bento box is of an irregular shape with a high bottom. It looks like a good portion from the outside, but in fact, it only has a few thin slices of meat and a shallow layer of rice, and the bottom is all made of irregularly shaped plastic.

What kind of idiot would buy such a rip-off lunch box?
Asana was picking his teeth in a pavilion on campus, looking at the rain outside. He planned to stay until 2 o'clock before returning to the office.

The protagonists in the script should have met by now.

Just as I was thinking this, the Great Ming God called me.

Asana looked around, cleared his throat, and answered the phone.

It's a consulting business matter.

"Yue Hai, love built with one or two hobbies is the most fragile. The so-called public expression of [self] under the theme of interest actually replaces the [authenticity] it wants to represent with [representation]. Their tacit understanding is based on the illusion of conversion to fetishism, not themselves."

"But Shizumi-kun, that's not what you said before. Daiki-kun and Yamashita-san's [Cats], Nijo-san and Takishima-kun's [The Second Dimension], Komaba-kun and Hanzawa-san's [Games], Yuki-chan and Migyoin-kun's [Myths and Fashion], Miwa-san and Maeda-san's [Sumo, Milk Tea], I can give you many more examples like this!"

"Hobbies are just channels, not the content that is transported through the channels. What really needs to be transported is the exploration and respect of each other's nature. You need to design more subtle tests for that classmate to help her figure out what kind of person her boyfriend is."

"oh, I understand now."

"Well, remember to eat lunch well."

"What would you like for lunch on the weekend, Shizumi-kun? I'll make it for you."

"Isn't it only Monday? And if the first day of school didn't go well, we might have to make up for it over the weekend."

"Is it so strict?"

"It's not a very difficult thing, but the progress is quite behind schedule. I should be able to rest normally later."

"Yeah, come on, Shizumi-kun! Come on! Make sure you free up some time on the weekend~"

Before hanging up the phone, Futami asked Shinomiya to greet Asama as well.

More and more people know that they are going to a mysterious place for further study.

With the support of Futami and Fuzugawa, Shinomiya Yukina officially became a member of the Love Consultation Club today.

Although it is just a nominal account, she also manages four accounts: YouTube, TIKTOK, INS, and X with her good friends.

In order to support her, the Shinomiya family set up a company team to assist her, which made her even busier.

This semester, everyone is busy.

Daimyojin Futami has taken on the responsibility of the Love Counseling Club.

The energetic idol Fuzugawa is busy with the Samurai Band and charity activities.

The hard-working girl Jiandao is busy with the samurai band and studying.

Miss Ichijo, a talented piano girl, practices piano for 7 hours every day.

The money-making girl Fenghuangyuan has begun to take charge of part of the family business and occasionally organizes online activities for the [Truth Party].

Except for this guy Fujiwara Ai.

But she is not Pochi, and Asana can't arrange anything for her.

Asana looked down at his feet, wondering how long he would have to pretend to be lame.

On the African grasslands, a lame male lion may be anally ripped out by hyenas within a few nights. However, in the animal world, KKIS’s appearance is no less intimidating than that of a lion.

How about meeting an old man who knows Qigong and healed my sprain?

While still thinking of an excuse, Asana saw a girl in the distance walking towards him in the rain without an umbrella. (End of this chapter)