Tokyo Wingman King

"Class monitor, you've got it wrong."

Asama remained calm in the face of Ryuzoji's questioning.

"Did I make a mistake?"

Asama nodded, rolled up his sleeves, revealing a large section of his arm, and presented it to Ryuzoji.

His arms were much stronger than the girl had imagined, with well-developed, smooth, and firm muscle lines, but what he wanted to show her was an arm full of goosebumps.

Ryuzoji sneered, thinking that Shinichiro Kondo was treating her like a fool.

"Is this an allergic reaction? It's clearly from being exposed to the cold!"

"Will this be the reaction after freezing? Take a closer look."

A strange scene appeared.

When Asama's arm gets close to Ryuzoji, the goosebumps on her skin become noticeably more pronounced, with even the fine hairs on her pores standing on end; but when Asama's arm moves away from her, the goosebumps return to normal, and the fine hairs droop like ears of rice in autumn.

So, gynophobia really does have allergy symptoms?
Ryuzoji steadied himself, recalling the information Anna Jin had given him, and asked with suspicion,

"This is not hives."

Who says allergies have to be hives?

Asama pulled down his sleeves and grabbed the back of his shirt collar, showing Ryuzoji the base of his neck.

The skin on the upper middle part of his back was a bright red patch, and even the downy hairs stood up.

"When I came back from taking out the trash, my back started to itch. The allergic reaction on my back isn't too bad yet, but this area is probably more serious. Do you want to see a doctor?"

Asama pointed to the inside of his thigh.

The skin around my groin area is indeed starting to turn red and hot.

The girl opposite her would never have imagined that Asama, who had adjusted his stamina and agility attributes to 8, could, like those charlatans and qigong masters, consciously stimulate the subcutaneous sympathetic nerves to cause goosebumps on his skin, as well as increase his heart rate and accelerate local blood flow.

Upon seeing this, Ryuzoji waved his hands repeatedly.

"No need."

She thought she would feel disgusted, but when she actually saw the red skin caused by the allergy, she felt only sympathy.

Shinichiro Kondo's candor about his illness made Ryuzoji somewhat willing to believe him.

"Your allergy is so severe, you should go to the hospital right away," Ryuzoji said, frowning.

Asama rubbed his arms and said casually,
"Don't worry, there's no safety risk. Although it's uncomfortable, it's not unbearable. Please keep it brief, squad leader."

Ryuzoji nodded, a strange feeling, hard to put into words, welling up inside her.

Asama leaned back in his wooden chair again and asked,
"Can you continue answering my questions? What did Kim Anna tell you?"

Ryuzoji frankly stated,
"Anna King Scott wants your personal information."

"What specific intelligence is it?"

"Professionalism, interpersonal relationships, speaking style, habits and hobbies, all kinds of things, the more the better."

Asama remained silent. He finished the rest of his oolong tea, let out a sigh of relief, and then continued to ask.

"Then tell me, why does this acting president of [KID] need your help to investigate me? Is their fraternity out of people?"

"She investigated you because she suspected you were from the Kujo family; she chose me because I'm in your class, making it easier to gather information."

Ryuzoji gave Asama's profile a long look and added.
"As a professional teacher, nothing about you is without its surprises. Isn't it only natural that you would be targeted and investigated?"

Asama looked up at the sky where flocks of birds were flying by and sighed.
"At KKIS, shouldn't I be the one who most resembles a teacher? I'm truly determined to become a qualified teacher. Sigh, being a teacher is so difficult these days. You know, Socrates only had to chat back then."

Thinking of Shinichiro Kondo's outrageous salary, Ryuzoji sneered.
"Socrates doesn't charge fees."

Asama shrugged, then turned to Ryuzoji and asked.

"By the way, did Kim Anna tell you that she privately asked to meet with me a week ago?"

".No."

Did she tell you that she wanted to be [Kujou Shizuichiro's] girlfriend?

".No"

Ryuzoji pressed further, "You mean, Annakin wants to pursue you?"

Asama shuddered dramatically and said,
“I’m not that narcissistic. What she’s after is that illegitimate son of the Kujo family who doesn’t exist—Kujou Shizuichiro.”

Ryuzoji swallowed another mouthful of grape-flavored Fanta like medicine, frowned, put the can aside, and asked,

Why does she think you're the illegitimate son of the Kujo family?

"How would I know? I told her I wasn't, but she wouldn't believe me."

The fraternity's intelligence network was inherently baffling. They'd heard that [KID] was the fraternity most proactive in preventing the Kujo family's investigators from entering KKIS, only to find out their leader was the Kujo family's ace investigator after the entire school's upper echelons were wiped out.

Upon hearing this, Ryuzoji couldn't help but chuckle.

"As for pursuing Anna Jin, why don't you just reject her directly?"

"Thank you for your time-traveling suggestion. I already adopted it last week."

Asama, having quickly finished his oolong tea, opened a can of BOSS black coffee that had already warmed up, took a gulp, and continued,

"Interestingly, Kim Anna also told me that she suspected that you were ostensibly here at KKIS to investigate corruption, but your real purpose was to get close to [Kujou Shizuichiro] and become the daughter-in-law of the Kujou family heir."

Ryuzoji was speechless at this absurd speculation.

"and then?"

“I’m curious, if Kim Anna wanted to get close to [Kujou Shizuichiro] by gathering information, why would she choose a potential rival to do it?”

Does she believe a conflict is inevitable between you and me? Or is she confident that Kujou Seiichiro will look down on Ryuzoji Seiba?

Ryuzoji took a deep breath through his nose, managing to force out a displeased sound.

"Her hostility towards me seems insignificant. Besides, the whole '[Anna Kim wants to pursue you]' thing is just your side of the story. Can I be sure you're trying to sow discord?"

"You really consider Kim Anna a business partner?"

Ryuzoji, his expression turning from cloudy to overcast again, nodded.
"Of course, that includes you too."

"That's really an honor."

Ryuzoji crossed his arms and placed his left leg over his right, saying coldly,
"It's alright. As I said before, I can separate needs from preferences."

"That's really amazing. Does the class monitor have masochistic tendencies?"

"You've been working through your allergies and giving me the same information perfectly. You've asked too many questions; now it's my turn."

"You ask, you ask."

Asama gestured for him to proceed.

"How do you plan to resolve the KKIS Brotherhood issue?"

"What problem are you talking about? What problems does the Brotherhood have?"

"Do you still need to play dumb? If you weren't here to deal with the Brotherhood, what are you doing here?"

Asama spread his hands again.
"Because someone said she wanted to show me the sincerity of her apology, but I found out it was just a rhetoric to lure me here. She never meant to apologize; she just wanted to use me."

After Asama reminded him, Ryuzoji remembered the matter of [apologizing].

Feeling guilty, she remained silent for 10 seconds before suddenly standing up and bowing her head to Asama.

"I'm very sorry. I've been speaking to you harshly because I dislike you so much."

"Hey, this isn't even an apology, is it? Not to mention before, your tone right now isn't much better either."

Ryuzoji said with a confident expression,

"But I've changed my opinion of you a lot now. I believe you're not beyond redemption, Kondo."

Asama looked up at the sky and said helplessly.
Should I thank you for your precious trust?

“Okay.” Ryuzoji had an expression that said, “Everyone in the world should be proud to have my trust.”

Asama covered his forehead.
"I think your emotional intelligence is beyond saving. Didn't anyone teach you how to apologize in the past?"

[Did no one teach you how to apologize in the past?]

A phrase that sounds familiar.

The strange feeling that Ryuzoji had just noticed inexplicably surged back into his heart.

She couldn't help but take another close look at [Shinichiro Kondo] in front of her.

Slothful, excited, helpless, sarcastic, vulgar, and glib.
There's also the curve of the back of the neck and the styloid process of the ulna on the wrist, and that Adam's apple, as round as a piece of jade.
and also
Ryuzoji Senba suddenly reached out and grabbed at Asama's chin—

They were stopped immediately.

A hand grabbed her wrist.

The man in front of him said warily,
"What are you doing? A gentleman uses words, not fists."

The warmth of the man's touch warmed his wrist. Ryuzoji looked at Shinichiro Kondo for the third time, suppressing his emotions, and smiled.

"I trust you now. But it seems you don't trust me much, Kondo."

Asama felt uncomfortable under Ryuzoji Seiha's eerie gaze. He released his grip, leaned back in his wooden chair, and asked,

"Then tell me, what were you trying to do just now?"

"I want to confirm your fear of women again."

"What do you mean by 'I trust you now'? Are you a sadist? You get aroused without me even touching you."

Asama pointed to his neck, which was covered in goosebumps, and said speechlessly.

[You don't even need to touch it to get a reaction].

A phrase that sounds familiar.

Ryuzoji paused, a blush flashing across his cheeks.

"of course not."

Ryuzoji Chanwa looked at the even skin tone on [Shinichiro Kondo's] neck, hesitated for a moment, then sat back down and continued the conversation.
"Kondo, what's your opinion on [KID]'s human-doll system?"

Asama covered his neck, which was covered in goosebumps, with both hands and rubbed it.

"The person who designed this system probably read too many bizarre comics."

Alice Kujou asked you to come to KKIS, so you're here for [KID]? Ariaki Yamagata is also a hidden agent for the Kujou family in their efforts to dismantle KKIS, so theoretically you shouldn't be in conflict with them.
In other words, Alice Kujo and Ariaki Yamagata don't get along, right?
"Hmm, it seems you were quite indifferent to Yamagata Ariake when you enrolled."

Asama pinched his chin and said in a pretentious manner.

Ryuzoji revealed a playful expression and asked,
"My question is, if you had an inside man at [KID], how would you dismantle this system?"

"It's more realistic to expel the bad kids than to abolish the system. Do you think a proposal to raise taxes on the wealthy in a parliament full of rich people would pass?"

Asama applied the KKIS issue to real-world politics.

"Isn't it even more unrealistic to remove all the lousy members of parliament? Even if parliament is dissolved and new elections are held, the elected officials will still be lousy. Tax increases should be forcibly pushed through by the prime minister with real power, who should leverage public opinion. Every rich person who openly opposes them is an enemy of the people."

Asama shook his head.
"Then all the rich will flee overseas, factories will shut down, companies will go bankrupt, shopping malls will close, and people will lose their jobs? Japan is not a resource-rich country. Don't dream that the people can rise from poverty to prosperity just by working hard. The exploitation hidden there might be even more cruel than that of the capitalists."

And those wealthy people far away will harbor resentment, constantly stirring up internal conflicts among the people, making the whole country restless.

"So, going back to the question of KKIS itself, what methods do you have to get those students with poor conduct to drop out?"

"Couldn't we just copy Yamagata Ariaki's method of expelling those international students?"

"Are we back to collecting evidence again?"

"Ah."

Asama finished his BOSS Black Coffee and opened another can.

"Is it okay to drink coffee like this when you have an allergy?"

"I've always drunk it this way, and I've never had any problems."

"Your constitution is really strange."

Ryuzoji Seiha then spoke.
"From what I understand, most of the children bullied at KKIS are from ordinary families, while KKIS is an elite private school. If the bullies are driven away, leaving behind a group of children from ordinary families, the school will lose its appeal to the general public. I know that many ordinary families see school as a shortcut for their children to rise in social class."

If no noble children keep coming in, KKIS won't be able to stay afloat.

Asama rolled his eyes.
"In fact, it would be better if this kind of crappy school closed down as soon as possible."

Ryuzoji stared at Asama for a few seconds, then laughed.
"Then your bet to stay at KKIS for three years is off."

This was the first time Asama had ever seen the seemingly bitter and resentful Ryuzoji Seiwa show such a natural smile.

There was not a trace of schadenfreude in that smile.

This made Asama even more confused about the [Forbidden Flower]'s sense of humor.

Asama slapped his thigh and said,

"That's right, we can't close the door. As the eldest daughter of the Ryuzoji family, can you get all your people to read KKIS?"

“Our family isn’t that large.”

"With so many partners, gathering three to five hundred people shouldn't be a piece of cake, right?"

"For your next 4 million yen salary, you expect the Ryuzoji family to invest hundreds of billions? Kondo, you really have a wild imagination."

"So be it if it's a hot spring trip. I'm not the kind of stubborn person who can't live without losing a bet. You can't die from holding your pee, right?"

Hearing Asama's words, Ryuzoji frowned again, but covered his mouth and tried hard to suppress his laughter.

Asama somehow managed to tickle the young lady's funny bone again.

I reviewed the conversations that had made her laugh.
Could it be that Ryuzoji Seiha is an unintentionally vulgar person who enjoys excrement and piss?

The setting sun was half-blocked by the distant buildings, and the sky became tinged with twilight.

A few bold birds landed opposite Asama and Ryuzoji Temple, chirping incessantly.

They haven't figured out a way to deal with [KID] yet, but the two have already discussed some investigative strategies and drafted a tutoring schedule for Class 9 of the first year.

Having finished all five bottles of water he bought, Asama carried a trash bag in one hand and patted his butt with the other.

He listened to the birdsong and said,
"Even the birds are starting to shoo people away. I'm leaving, aren't you leaving too?"

Ryuzoji Chanwa shook his head.

"I need to think about this for a while longer."

"Then I won't bother you anymore. As you said, the tutoring will start at your apartment at 7 pm tomorrow night, so make sure they're not late."

"it is good."

A secret meeting that lasted four hours came to an end.

Ryuzoji Seiwa watched [Shinichiro Kondo] leave.

The park was still deserted. He walked very fast, as if the wind itself was making way for him.

Judging from his back view, not only his figure but also his walking posture were different from Asama Shizumizu.

But Ryuzoji suddenly had a sudden realization.

The intuition that led him to accept Alice Kujo's request; Kondo's erudition; Kondo's ability to communicate directly with the head of the Kujo family; Kondo's habitual lying; Kondo's ability to be both annoying and helpful; Kondo's familiar and comforting way of speaking; Kondo's familiar coldness when silent.
Why did Shinichiro Kondo remind her like that on the day she reported for duty? Why did he step in to help her deal with the fraternity's harassment? Why did Shizumi Asama never respond to her about investigating Shinichiro Kondo?
She found all of these reasons.

The things she had only experienced in real life were also happening to Kondo and Asama at the same time—just being by their side and listening to them talk made her feel exceptionally fulfilled, joyful, and peaceful.
"Does a gentleman use words, not fists?"

In his dreams, he often said this phrase when he made her angry or when he wanted to kiss her.

Every clue is tearing away the disguise of [Shinichiro Kondo].

浅间
Are you underestimating your girlfriend? (End of Chapter)