Tokyo Wingman King

Schiller made a point in *Letters on the Aesthetic Education*:
What cannot be changed, endure; what cannot be saved, relinquish with dignity.

But can the word "[cannot]" truly be objective?

How many times do you have to fail before you understand that a situation is unchangeable and requires either endurance or giving up?
Is the implication of the Five Representations an objective fact that must be accepted?

No.

Even though studying philosophy can greatly improve a person's tolerance for imperfections, the Zeigarnik effect still had a significant impact on Shizumi Asama.

"[Incomplete]" is a sarcastic way of saying "[Beginning]".

Asama doesn't consider himself a stubborn person who won't give up until he's completely defeated. He uses dialectics to his advantage and can deal with problems with a flexible approach.

Knowing how to act appropriately and knowing when to advance and retreat prevents one from acting rashly and getting hurt.

However, he also considers himself someone who hates giving up halfway.

He disliked doing half-hearted things like shifting into reverse and driving backwards before his energy and willpower were completely exhausted.

Therefore, even though Konoe Takuma had already offered the price for the deal—that some things should be left unsaid—he still didn't want to give up.

He didn't want to give up on investigating the database or disrupting the organ trade.

If they don't give up, they will inevitably clash with the Five Shooters.

A conflict would inevitably destroy one's precious daily life.

But I have long since lost my daily routine.

From the day she received the protagonist Arima Yoshihiko's request, the day she accepted the idiot minister's invitation, and even the day she received her acceptance letter from Toyo Eiwa Academy, Asama Shizusui's daily life was no longer a normal person's.

When your goals are no longer ordinary, don't expect to be able to enjoy a peaceful and pleasant daily life.
We have no choice but to accept this imperfection.

He cares more about what is incomplete than what is imperfect.

The evidence obtained from Sajin's home last Friday was only enough to cut off the transfer of benefits between KKIS board members and members of parliament, as well as the obscene transactions carried out by [FAB].

Other fraternities, parent committees, and teachers' groups are conspicuously absent from this evidence.

Nothing feels right no matter how you think about it.

Therefore, it is necessary to find the backup database of KKIS.

Asama searched the KKIS campus, where security personnel had been reduced by half, for a full four hours.

Got nothing.

We're still too late.

This school looks like it's been thoroughly cleaned by PUBG players all over Japan; everything is so clean it's like a background model that can't be picked off or taken away.

In the shadows of the trees, Asama held his breath once more.

The building in front of us is the last target of tonight's search operation—the KKIS Indoor Swimming Pool.

The interior was unexpectedly warm, with a wave of warm steam carrying a unique aroma wafting through the air.

Moonlight streamed through the 10-meter-high floor-to-ceiling windows, shimmering on the surface of the pool. The pool water had been changed two weeks prior, and its clarity allowed the opulent gold decorations at the bottom of the pool to still be seen even in the dim light.

In Japan, school swimming pools are basically also used as fire-fighting water storage tanks. Unless there are unforeseen circumstances, they are not easily drained even if no one uses them during holidays.

Asama crouched down by the pool, slid into the pool, and was immediately taken aback.

The water was still warm?

It was around 23 degrees Celsius, the same as the air temperature in the swimming pool, but 8 degrees Celsius lower than outdoors.

With a mandatory holiday of more than 10 days, the swimming pool's constant temperature heat pump is still running?

How come this lousy school is full of corruption and waste?
Asama dived to the bottom of the 3-meter-deep pool and pressed down on the tempered glass one by one; the bottom was surprisingly sturdy.

On the white tiled walls all around, 12 high-tech-looking water filters are constantly exchanging the water in the pool.

Asama suddenly thought of something, jumped out of the pool, opened the window, flipped over, and climbed to the rooftop in three quick steps.

Sure enough, the blades on the exhaust pipe on the roof were spinning, and the white mist dissipated at the edge of the exhaust pipe cover.

The design of the top cover seems to be concealing normal heat dissipation.

The pool's heat pump is always running, which not only reflects KKIS's wasteful and extravagant style, but may also be concealing something else.

Having already guessed what was going on, Asama switched personalities and possessed [Beowulf's Blood Bath], causing the water stains on his body to evaporate instantly.

He continued downhill and found the gate at the fire escape.

The wall next to the gate, as thick as six Oxford dictionaries, was corroded, creating a passage leading directly to the underground level.

The roar of the heat pump entering the shallow ear through the channel.

At the end of the passage, less than 20 meters long, stood what appeared to be the swimming pool's equipment room. Rows of cylindrical metal tanks, resembling those used to hold nuclear wastewater, stood inside.

Most of the water tanks were clearly warm on the surface, indicating that the tanks were not used to filter and disinfect the circulating pool water, but rather to store heat.

There were also many black boxes in the heat pump equipment room that were completely incomprehensible. Asama quickly found the key equipment - the liquid-cooled CDU distributor, which also had automatic diagnosis and troubleshooting buttons, control lights with protection and warning functions, and intelligent flow, pressure and temperature control control panel.

Clearly, the heated water circulation system for the temperature-controlled swimming pool and the coolant circulation system for the servers are integrated into this equipment room.

Why is KKIS, which wastes a lot of energy every day, suddenly becoming environmentally conscious in this regard? Asama has no idea.

Asama couldn't understand how a design risk so obvious as to be overlooked could be approved, given that a coolant leak could poison the young masters and ladies of KKIS.

But the answer is already clear: KKIS's backup server is located just below the swimming pool.

Soon, Asama discovered a hidden door in a large fire cabinet in the corner of the equipment room. To avoid the alarm, Asama continued to dissolve the wall next to the gate.

We can speed it up now.

Asama, like a morphing sprite, lowers charm, strengthens strength and agility, and continues to break through downwards.

He hadn't gone far when he was stopped again by the gate and the facial recognition access control system next to it.

The wall melts, then we go downstairs again.

Finally, the familiar equipment appeared before Asama's eyes.

The backup database and server were indeed located beneath the pool!

Overhead were familiar blue and red pipes, and Asama quickly found the server control panel.

After checking all the surrounding surveillance cameras, he exhaled his first breath after activating his new personality.

We finally found it.

KKIS, you're completely naked now.

It was midnight.

The moonlight hung high above the treetops.

Asama stood in the shadow of the black pine forest at one end of the KKIS campus, pressed his earpiece, and asked incredulously,
"Is there no useful information at all?"

Komaba's voice came through the earphones—

"It's not that it's useless, but if Teacher A wants to continue causing trouble for 999 companies, this cleaned data is no different from gibberish. They're clearly wary of you going back for it. Ultimately, you still need to find that information security officer."

The teenage hacker claimed that KKIS's internal database was completely wiped out last Saturday, leaving behind mainly various academic research by KKIS teachers—mostly low-quality content.

Asama regretted not searching the school more thoroughly after investigating the foreign student dormitories that day.

In KKIS's backup database server, a message from the KKIS information security officer was found: "Don't bother looking, you won't find it. I already know who you are. The chimera monster summoned by the head of the Kujo family ~Kondo Shinichiro~"

The message was posted 5 days ago.

What a blusterer. If we really had something on him, we should have called Shizumi Asama to negotiate a deal long ago, instead of wiping out the data and running away with our tails between our legs.

Or did Kujo Yoshiaki reveal some information to this information security officer?
Although Asama has no reliable information about the information security officer, it is certain that this person does not work for the Sakon family or the Brotherhood, and his responsibilities are likely to be the head of the Kujo family.

Everything about KKIS is under the control of Misaki Kujo.

From this perspective, Kujo Alice's investigative actions are truly laughably naive. And how ugly was Asama Shizumi in Kujo Minari's eyes?

Didn't Kujo Misaki say she didn't care how much trouble she caused?

How about I visit Kujo's house tomorrow and ask him directly for information about this information security officer?
It's obvious that I can't give it to him.

This concludes today's investigation.

The next step is to start with the remaining people.

Yamagata Ariaki, other high-ranking members of the fraternity, key members of the parent committee, and teachers who know even more than Director Sako.

He wasn't trying to cause trouble for the Kujo family; it was simply his obsessive-compulsive disorder—he wanted to change this lousy school into the way he wanted it to be.

Konoe's twisted sense of humor is unpredictable.

By bringing in two truly heavyweight noblewomen, Kujo Alice and Konoe Chiyo, into KKIS, was the intention to escalate the situation until Kujo Minari could no longer conceal it?

Ah—click—quack—ah ah—

The crows, like guerrilla fighters in the treetops, swayed their bodies and cawed loudly at Asama. After a few cries, they flew to another tree and continued cawing.

They were startled by the person who suddenly appeared under the tree.

The sound of Komaba Hikaru yawning could be heard—

"Teacher A? Is my work finished for today?"

"Ah."

"That feels good. Bojack's efficiency is really bad. They've fallen behind me by another point."

Takishima's voice chimed in.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I've taken care of things on my end. Professor A, although the police haven't brought those unlicensed doctors to justice, I've made sure they can't perform another surgery."

"Didn't your future father-in-law stop you?" Komaba asked.

Takishima replied in a fox-like tone,

"I have an alibi. Thanks to Teacher A and Rena-san sharing secrets, even if she doesn't know what I'm doing, she'll immediately assume I'm working for Hachiman."

"Don't be too careless, or you'll lose your precious girlfriend, righteous ally B," Komaba teased in a strange tone.

"No need for you to worry about that, fellow righteous partner C."

Asama didn't want to guess what kind of riddles they were playing, so he asked Takishima directly.

"Bojack, have there been any changes to the distribution channels over there?"

"No, although the notes on the ice box have been changed to a new code, we can still find the answer by working backward. The previous hospital and the markings on the ice box can be matched one by one."

"Still receiving these things? So it's just treating the symptoms, not the root cause. Professor A, why don't you just turn over a new leaf and get rid of all your elders?" Komaba said jokingly.

Takishima reminded him,
"This has been discussed before, but it's only a temporary solution and will only create more chaos. What we're doing now is increasing the cost for them to continue doing evil."

"Hey B, have you ever considered that if their costs increase, they'll intensify their exploitation of others?"

"If they dare to do that, they're digging their own grave. In this era, feudalism and Democratic rule are far more fragile than you can imagine."

The sound of Komaba's keyboard clattering could be heard, and after a while, he chuckled again.

"Well, costs have indeed increased, but our Tokyo sewers have been saved. There are 12 times more customized flights to Israel these days than the average for the first half of the year. It seems the Promised Land is more friendly to the rich."

"Can you please stop laughing when you talk about this kind of thing?"

"Sorry, I'll be more careful next time."

Instead of continuing to question his righteous partner C, Takishima turned the conversation to Asama.

"It seems that this is the only way to deal with organ trafficking. As you said, Professor A, only technological progress can alleviate the escalation of exploitation. If there are no suitable and cheap alternatives and the supply and demand relationship cannot be changed, there is only so much we can do about this."

"Yes. It's better than me being busy all day."

Asama comforted her.

Takishima rubbed his face and laughed.
"I thought the KKIS matter was over. Is Hachiman still testing the Kujo family's bottom line?"

"It's just to satisfy curiosity. Since they know it's dirty, they want to know just how dirty it is."

"Well, after all, our Teacher A is even more resolute than Odysseus and Sun Wukong. The gods arrogantly bestowed trials upon him, which he saw as nothing more than trouble. And trouble comes at a price."

"Is this what you call fortitude? I get the feeling you're saying that Teacher A holds a grudge," Komaba laughed.

"I'm saying that Teacher A has a kind of unwavering charm."

"Indeed, Teacher A must be the kind of ruthless person who can watch the whole blackhead removal video."

“To be fair, Teacher A’s obsessive-compulsive disorder is indeed in a very advanced stage,” Takishima agreed.

"That's right! People with obsessive-compulsive disorder are attracted to each other."

"Yes~"

"Are you done yet?"

"Well, it feels so good to be driven by Teacher A. I understand a bit why those unemployed middle-aged men are so miserable. If Lu Bu dies, my Red Hare will be useless. I might as well die of madness on the mare."

"Hey, little horse, that's not what you said before. Didn't you say you hated being a corporate slave for Teacher A?"

"Times have changed. Besides, what I said back then was that I didn't want to work for free, not that I didn't want to improve myself."

Komaba and Takishima tirelessly performed their duet.

Today's two-pronged attack has yielded results, and Asama, too lazy to waste any more words with them, proactively hung up the phone.

Having missed the end of the power outage, Asama decided to walk back to his booked hotel.

The hotel is quite close to Jimbocho, which will make it much more convenient to visit the Kujo family tomorrow and then go to Ryuzoji to tutor the students in Class 9 of the first year.

As I passed through Ginza, I saw three billboards advertising Shinazugawa Asahi mineral water.

The huge advertisement at the Sony building at the Ginza intersection is particularly eye-catching.

The girl's profile as she gazes at Mount Fuji has become a more magnificent sight than Mount Fuji itself.

It's so perfect, like a next-generation creation synthesized with top-notch CG technology, yet its strong sense of life brings it closer to everyone.

"Look, it's RISE!"

Women who hadn't yet returned home on the street couldn't help but stop and stare at the dazzling lights of the night.

"So beautiful, and she's not a model, but a band member. This R1SE must have no shortage of men."

"Where did you get this stereotype? She's Rise! Did you watch her live stream interview on ViVi today?"

"I haven't seen it yet, what's wrong?"

"The main character of this interview is Rise. Rise says that she is currently in the midst of a humble unrequited love!"

"Even a beauty of this caliber has such bad luck in love? Who's got such a big face? Takuya Kimura?"

"How would I know? The interview only said he was a very mature man. Now the whole internet is trying to find this man~~~ Some fans have already offered a reward of 200 million."

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F-san, what exactly are you trying to do? (End of Chapter)