Tokyo Wingman King

After receiving the letter of understanding and application for leave of absence, Asana followed the directions given by Komaba, went to an irregular bar and spent some money to send the four students from Class 9 of Year 4 who had been bedridden all night back to the hospital. Only then did he feel at ease to return to the teachers' dormitory of KKIS.

By the time he finished his shower, it was already 10: in the evening.

Today's home visit didn't start off smoothly. If I hadn't improved my charm, I might not even have been able to get through the door of the house of Councilman Inoguchi, who is a Chiba Prefecture councilor but lives in Tokyo.

After Asama revealed that he was a teacher at KKIS and the head teacher of Grade 9, he talked to Mrs. Inoguchi for more than ten minutes and found that these parents not only knew nothing about their children's life at KKIS, but also didn't know their children's interests and thoughts. Although they sent Inoguchi to one of the most expensive schools in Tokyo, and even arranged in advance which country to send him to study and which university to donate to, they didn't care about Inoguchi's thoughts.

Mrs. Zhukou yawned, raised her plump thighs wrapped in highly transparent black stockings, lowered her eyes and played with her mobile phone, seeming to have no interest in what Asana said.

Asana had to change the subject, revealing the identities of the representatives of the KKIS Parent-Teacher Committee, the Student Union, and the Academic Affairs Office, and introducing several things: [Student Inoguchi skipped classes recently], [Student Inoguchi embezzled his father's small treasury to spend money at the Red Customs Street], and [Student Inoguchi had a conflict with other classes and was beaten and hospitalized].

Mrs. Inoguchi finally raised her head, looked into Asana's eyes, and pretended to listen carefully to every word.

When Asama produced the evidence that "Mr. Inoguchi embezzled at least 2 million two years ago when selling political fundraising queue tickets for his party" along the clue of "customs street consumption",

Mrs. Zhukou had already stuck her butt out and was kneeling on the carpet trembling with fear.

Obviously, when put together with things like her child not studying hard, her child being beaten, and her husband's career crisis, Mrs. Zhukou is more concerned about the third party.

After being informed with an ultimatum and threatened, Asana not only successfully obtained the mission props, but also received a small sum of money called information fee.

No wonder there are so many people willing to be political brokers in the United States. The profits from charging information fees are too high.

Originally, he didn't want to accept the money, but in order to prevent Mrs. Zhukou from taking off her clothes again, he accepted it.

Anyway, the money was later used to hire someone to take her son and his classmates to the hospital, so it could be said that it was taken from the congressman and used for the congressman.

If it weren't for a genius like Zhukou who used his father's credit card for unhealthy consumption, it wouldn't have been discovered so quickly that there was something wrong with Congressman Zhukou.

Unfortunately, we only have two pieces of negative information about the congressman, and only this one is truly threatening.

Asana patted his head. It was not a good sign to indulge in such things. He almost became Yasaka Seiichiro.

To be honest, Asana was not sure what his current moral standards were.

Whether it is ending the lives of others or ruining the youth of beautiful women, he has done a lot. As for scaring little girls to sign contracts and blackmailing people to fill out forms, these things do not cause any psychological burden. Perhaps the moral standards of all dark heroes will collapse in the possibility wave function and eventually become a superposition state of good and bad?

He deliberately showed the cruel smile that had scared Mrs. Zhukou to tears before.

Now he looks like a villain who is timid during the day but cruel and brutal at night.

Shinichiro Kondo, a 34-year-old single mecha enthusiast with some quirks, confirmed this in front of the bathroom mirror in dormitory 606.

In the bathroom, I took out the clothes that had been put in the washing machine and put them into the dryer, threw the clothes that I had just changed into the washing machine for a quick wash, then dismantled the 11 new monitoring gadgets that I had installed today, downloaded the piano audio of I-san, and opened the TED program on all electronic devices. The whole room was instantly filled with a symphony of knowledge.

He took out his cell phone and replied to the messages he had not replied to during the day one by one. He also sent a message to Erjian who had left a message at 6 o'clock, saying good night.

This time, Damingshen did not respond immediately.

While Asana breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt inexplicably lost.

Come on, this is to be expected, isn't it?

Asama said to himself.

I unconsciously clicked on the conversation between Futami and Kujo Alice again.

Well, the content is similar to the information given by Komaba, Yasaka Seiichirō and others.

This noble lady who returned from overseas had no difficulty adapting to the Japanese climate. Instead, she made Toyo Eiwa flourish.

Not to mention winning over the hearts of cultural communities, she has directly blown up the budgets of all other candidates in her campaign spending, and today she even invited Chiyo Konoe to a sports match.

Although the Ryushin Society claimed that "if an adult agrees to compete with a child, it would be unfair if he wins", under the public opinion offensive of Kujo Alice, Konoe Chiyo still agreed to this marathon showdown with nearly a hundred competition events, which was expected to last for a week.

Sometimes elections are such a strange thing, and many winners win inexplicably. Even if athletic ability has little to do with whether one can be competent for the position of student union president, whether one can effectively reform the existing system of Toyo Eiwa, and whether one can create the greatest common divisor of a good college life, their supporters still feel that winning the duel is the real chosen student union president.

Apart from high jump and volleyball, the dwarf guard doesn't seem to have any particular strengths, and his three-point shooting percentage is also incredibly high.

But Kujo Alice, who quickly passed all the sports clubs in a few days, is no ordinary person. Even if Komaba revealed that some sports clubs are just for show, it cannot deny Kujo Alice's athletic ability.

The duel between the two eldest daughters of the two great regent families took less than half a day to ferment, and more than 400 related posts appeared on the school forum.

[I want to see an American-style Iai duel], [Vote for whoever is wearing a swimsuit], [The battle between the East and the West! The duel of fate is open and you can buy it], [The king is as powerful as a tiger, and the guards are 1.5 meters tall], [Down with Alice Kujo, it’s time to respect the king and expel the barbarians]
These are just some messed up posts.

But in the final analysis, these posts are much more comfortable to browse than the KKIS school forum posts.

Sure enough, humans are more willing to embrace stupidity than evil?
Huh? Why did I think of Pochi again?

Asana put two pillows under him, lay down completely on the bed, and refocused his attention on tomorrow's home visit materials.

Judging from Mrs. Zhukou's reaction, the Parent-Teacher Association and the Student Union really did not tell these parents anything.

Well, if KKIS really succeeded in extorting 5000 million yen from [the stupid but rich Shinichiro Kondo], the parents would probably not even get 100 yen.

In addition, the hospitalization costs paid by the student union may be able to be diverted from the school funds. Isn't this what the European and American governments do when they arrange for Islamic refugees to stay in five-star hotels?
Good guy.
This is the advance on-demand version of the dirty rules of the KKIS world of the Kujo family.
From this perspective, this school can indeed cultivate bureaucratic talents who are inaccessible to ordinary people but can dominate and manipulate ordinary people.

No wonder the students at KKIS seem much more mature than those at Toyo Eiwa.

The fraternity that takes turns presiding over the student union is probably already familiar with the rules of the game in the adult world.

The problem is that the school is a private school run by the Kujo family, and there is no such thing as transferring public funds into internal funds.

So, the conclusion is simple - there is a thief in the Kujo family.

This is the same as if you don't clean the house, the house will definitely accumulate dust.

The fact that Principal Sakon exposed his background of the Kujo family from the beginning, the care that Yamagata Ariaki and the [KID] brotherhood gave him, and Matsueda Masamune's approach to him were all explained.

Is this the hidden mission of coming to KKIS?

So I am really the imperial envoy?

No, if that were the case, the old guard would definitely tell him clearly.

It seems that the old man Kujo Minari is hiding something, and he even agreed to the old man Konoe's request with the intention of making Asama Shizumi suffer a loss in KKIS.

After browsing the KKIS school forum, it has become a mainstream opinion that [KID] is being targeted, and Mie Aki's name is constantly mentioned.

He served as a personal bodyguard for the fragile beautiful boy and helped him deal with three waves of people. Now, no one doubts the divine punishment anymore.

There were even some people in KKIS who tried to please Saneaki.

After all, there are only a few people like Fenghuangyuan or Jushin who rely on 100 million to get close to people. 100 million is enough to bribe most politicians in Tokyo, and there are too many opportunists in the ecosystem of KKIS. The other two girls in the protagonist group formed a friendship because of bullying.

This Fangmen Fujiayin has some tricks up her sleeve. She's probably determined to collect information about the [Strange Cat] from Yue Hanchuan.

Asana was not worried that Yue Hanchuan would leak any secrets. On the contrary, the other party was in the light while he was in the dark. The simple Yue Hanchuan could create an intelligence gap for him.

Another person who can also create an intelligence gap is the [Fangmen Fujiayin] trumpet.

Asama asked Komaba to leave her alone for three days and then sent her a link to an intelligence test. As long as she clicked on it, Asama would be able to tell whether there was a human or a ghost behind the small account.

After sorting out his thoughts on many things one by one, Asana rubbed his brows, got up from the bed, and picked up his job as an ethics teacher.

Sitting at the small desk, I prepared the information and speech for tomorrow's visit to Maoshan and Kameda's families, and wrote a chapter of the paid course "War of Power" which stitched together Machiavelli's theory, Sun Tzu's Art of War, and Nietzsche's philosophy, as well as the free course "The Art of Control and Counter-Control". The clock hands on the wall had already passed 12 o'clock.

The online course content is still being played on tablets, mobile phones, laptops and other devices. Since it is the second day, he plans to finish the questions before going to bed.

But the phone vibrated again.

Is it second sight?

Asama picked up the phone.

It's the little guard.
September 9, early morning, rain.

The 9th Science Laboratory in the Science Laboratory Building of Toyo Eiwa College is filled with the aroma of coffee and grapes.

The door of the laboratory was gently opened, and the fragrance drifted into the corridor.

The girl who came in had a slightly cold expression, and her eyes showed the rigor and scrutiny of a scholar.

When ordinary people look at this beautiful girl who ranks 6th in the grade, they always feel inferior and ashamed of their intelligence.

Some people say that being stared at by Ryuzoji Chanba gives the same palpitating feeling as being stared at by the great teacher.

The former is a sharp-tongued scholar, and the latter is a royal executioner with a postdoctoral degree. They are both good at deconstructing something in you precisely and coldly.

In addition, most people who have come into contact with them can also feel their kind hearts hidden under their cold appearance.

Therefore, Ryuzoji Chanba, who is known as the [forbidden flower] of Class I, Grade One, is also praised by some of the Five Imperial Masters' admirers as one of the women in the entire East with the temperament most similar to the Great Sensei.

The other two are Queen Konoe Chiyo and Hounen Haruka, who has the most significant academic achievements in [great teacher research] in Japan.

In the eyes of everyone, they all have the same excellence, wisdom, coldness, severity and compassion as him.

"I'm ready. Can I start school this week?"

This was the first sentence the cold-faced girl said when she entered the experimental classroom.

Another tall girl wearing a pearl bracelet fiddled with the stirring rod in the beaker and said with a smile,

"Didn't you say next week? Why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"

"I don't want to waste time. Could it be that you haven't coordinated it yet?"

"Don't worry, I like people who are keen on racing against time."

Alice Kujo smiled, took out another empty cup and said,
"have a drink?"

"No. When can I start school this week?"

"If you want, you can do it this afternoon."

"Really? Goodbye then. Have your people meet me this afternoon."

Ryuzoji Chanba plans to go directly to her teacher to apply for leave of absence.

"Oh, by the way, I have one more thing to ask of you."

Ryuzoji stopped and said,

"If it's about the election, I have no interest."

"Of course it's not Toyo Eiwa's business. It's like this, KKIS has a new person under the banner of the Kujo family, and I have never heard of such a person. If you have a chance, help me check him out."

“Can’t the people you arranged in KKIS check it?”

"Of course I checked, but I don't believe that the old-fashioned Ikeda would send someone like this to KKIS."

There was a faint sneer on Ryuzoji's face.
"This person has done something that damages the reputation of your Kujo family?"

"Not really. The reputation of our Kujo family in KKIS is as hopeless as Pompeii under the volcanic ash. I think this guy is a little weird. He has only been in KKIS for two days and he is already gambling with students. But my people told me that this guy is not a bad person."

Alice Kujo sent a document to Ryuzoji Chanba's cell phone.

Ryuzoji lowered his head and opened it, and in front of him was the face of a young teacher who looked unmotivated.

"Kondo Shinichiro?"

"Ryuzoji-san, I wish you all the best and hope you return to school soon."

"Thank you."

The student union chaired by Yoshihiko Arima was extremely efficient. Before the first class in the morning started, Ryuzoji Chanba had completed all the procedures.

Compared to the current student union president, Gui Gongping, who governs by doing nothing, she appreciates the vice president, Arima Yoshihiko, who comes to the student union early in the morning to take charge of work.

Arima Yoshihiko would be a good choice for the next student council president, provided he can survive the overwhelming wave of publicity made up of the money of the Five Regiments.

Will he intervene to help Yoshihiko Arima?
Ryuzoji shook his head.

The family's driver had already arrived at the school gate. Ryuzoji thanked the accompanying teacher and walked towards the club building.

In the drizzle, the cosmos in the flowerbed are in full bloom. When the class bell rings, the flowers sway with the bell and the sound of rain. When passing by the teaching building, you can vaguely hear some laughter from the teachers.

Compared with KKIS, Toyo Eiwa is indeed more worthy of students' love.

When she reached the entrance of the service department, she saw a person leaning against the window in the corridor. It was her childhood sweetheart, Haruka Hououin.

When Fenghuangyuan heard the noise, he pulled his eyes away from the book and looked towards Ryuzoji.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" (End of this chapter)