It's been a minute.

That guy from Takishima should have reached the end.

Asama was in the one-square-meter dressing room, looking down at the big red high-forked bikini and silent.

The fork is really high, and there is very little fabric for the crotch, only two lines on the front and one on the back are connected to the bra above.

Crucially, this makeshift locker room also has razors and shaving cream

Do you wear it?

If you have a hole in your brain, you will wear it. Moreover, this crotch cloth does not fit at all.

I'm not really a clown, and since I want to consolidate the character of the evil servant, there is no need to do something low-level and amusing.

Wearing underwear or something, that's what good and stupid Kryptonians like to do.

Asama chose to twist the big red swimsuit into a strand of rope and tie it into a red scarf with a method engraved into the DNA and hang it around his neck.

He put his glasses in the corner of the bench in the locker room, walked out of the little dark room with bad light, followed a second-year senior, and ran to the finish line in one go.

In 6 minutes and 06 seconds, the result ranked 4th in their group.

The runner who had booked sixth place in advance left the field with a sprain in a puddle, while the fifth-place finisher was still spinning on a soap-filled air mattress.

The first place in their round of competition is naturally Tetsuya Takishima, who completed the whole course in less than 3 minutes, and he is wearing a blue and white maid outfit, sitting on a chair next to him with his eyes closed.

The referee looked at the red scarf on Asama's chest in confusion and asked what was going on.

Asama said that his glasses fell out of the locker room, and he didn't find them for a long time, but he found this red scarf and ran to the finish line with it.

When he took off the red scarf and the referee opened the red scarf, he was also confused.

This immoral high-fork bikini is not in their identification COS clothing catalog, so I don't know what went wrong.

This highly myopic player was purely mistaken, so Asama's results were also judged to be valid.

"I thought the big teacher was deliberately releasing water, but it turned out to be an idol burden."

Takishima didn't know when he came to Asama's side.

Are you a cat? Walking without a sound?

Also, wasn't this guy still closing his eyes a second ago?

Asama's face was concave with disgust, and he patted away the hand that was on his shoulder again,

"Can you change out of the maid suit first?"

“Why so serious？ There is no dressing room at the end of the line, isn't it just for us to wear this dress for a little longer?"

Takishima, who has a delicate face, spreads his hands and expresses his satisfaction with this dress.

This guy does have the potential of a women's clothing boss.

The fifth-place spinning teenager may have been too dizzy and began to vomit on the air cushion, and the staff rushed over to clean up the scene and dragged him away.

In the first round of the game, which took more than 8 minutes, the referee raised the flag to announce the official end.

In the second round, six people walked to the starting line, and Oshima, a rising star in the football club, was also in the ranks.

Asama and Takishima were asked to wait in the finish area, and it was said that after all the men's and women's races were over, a COS group photo would be held as a publicity and commemoration.

The premise is that everyone is still in COS.

So Asama had no choice but to put on a red scarf again.

"Yo, Eiwa Ninja, what kind of profession are you doing in COS?"

The second-year seniors who ran ahead of him greeted him.

Asama looked at the senior wearing the costume of a high-forked rabbit girl expressionlessly, looked down at his red scarf, and said lightly,

"Sichuan Mandarin with a heart for the motherland."

"Hah??? What is the answer to this? Do you think I'm stupid? ”

Asama ignored the second-year seniors who had already begun to get angry.

He calculated the time, and if the average 10-minute [obstacle course shooting] is held, the men's group will be close to two hours, and the women's group will be two hours, which means that after the competition, the fourth day of the Yinghe Sports Festival will be over.

It is equivalent to saying that it should be used as a public landscape, and it will be punished for 4 hours in disguise.

At this time, a member of the team came over and returned the glasses found in the locker room to Asama.

Anyway, I can't read the book.,Just look at the maid with Takishima.。

Listening to the cheers and coaxing of the audience, it was obvious that the audience flocked to the stadium to watch after knowing that there would be a maximum of 66 women's clothing bigwigs in this [obstacle course shooting competition].

I don't understand why there are so many guys in this world who like to look at men's and women's clothes.

That's right, in the later games, the staff added to the black box in the locker room, which was basically women's clothes, and the other half was maid clothes.

If Tetsuya Takishima's clothes are a bit like the PAD maid chief in the East, the next maid outfit is even more bizarre.

Maxi skirts, miniskirts, white Katyusha hair accessories, cat ears, chest gaps, bare backs, lace skirts, tight fits, white stockings, and black stockings are all reflected in the macho men of Yinghe Academy.

Based on the meager number of films in Asama's previous life, he only vaguely recognized the maid in "Black Reef", the Ang Star Cluster in "Overlord", Rem in "Harem Life in Another World from Scratch", Thor in "Kobayashi Family Dragon Maid", and a few slightly recognizable outfits such as Asahina Minoru Kuru.

There was also a set of maid outfits with fake eight-pack abs in the abdomen, and the third-grade senior tore them off directly halfway through, revealing his real abs, which won a group of boys screaming.

In terms of other women's clothing, flight attendants, policewomen, military uniforms, nurses, and Fury are also everything, I don't know if the Scottish plaid skirt that King Charles likes to wear is considered women's clothing.

When another strong man ran out of the locker room wearing underwear like the Victoria's Secret show, Asama finally closed his eyes.

I feel that the worldview has collapsed a bit.

I don't know how many landscapes of Alexandre Perrier of the Barbizon School will have to be seen to wash away today's spiritual pollution.

Let's end the penalty time early.

"The big teacher looks miserable, is he going to? I can't hold back and want to say it! There is no idol in this world who doesn't~"

"I don't know if idols poop or not, but it's the first time I've seen a dog speak human language."

Asama regained his expressionless dead face and glanced at Takishima.

"Hey, are you holding it back?"

“.”

Sure enough, it's better not to answer this guy's boring questions.

I don't understand at all why Takishima's perverted statements and actions can be evaluated as [admirable sincerity] among boys and [unexpectedly cute] among girls.

One by one, double standard, right?

Asama turns on the repeater mode and repeats the next boring question of Takishima.

At this time, he remembered that he still had the title of [Repeater], and with the frequency of Takishima's questions, he could complete the milestone characteristics of the title within a month.

Or, let's go back to China for a while on Takishima Island during the summer vacation.

No, people who have girlfriends, it seems redundant to bring a girlfriend themselves, and it's a bit of a if you don't bring it, forget it, it's okay if you don't brush this feature.

With 20 minutes to go until 4 o'clock sharp, the men's match ended earlier than expected.

In the end, it was Takishima who won the championship of the [Obstacle Running Shooting Competition].

Asama looked at the smugness of Takishima waving to Reina Nijo, and the pride and happiness of Nijo, and the look of desperately holding back.

It seems that it is not a bad thing to run into a high-forked bikini

yes, why do you win so many championships? Annoying champion speaks, saying too much in a short period of time is not effective.

Let's make the stupid son happy.

[Set an example, provide methods, cultivate faith, and the rest is gone], this is Asama's fatherly formula for today's share.

It was still bright in the evening at 6 o'clock in Tokyo.

This time, Ichijo and Immortal Chuan accompanied Futami to Azabu Juban and went to work in a Chinese restaurant in Lao Qin's house.

Thinking that I can be in the same room with Jingshuijun today, I feel a lot better when I see it.

Especially, without the knowledge of the two girls around him, Futami felt that he had maintained the advantage of intimacy with Asama.

After the two authentic aristocratic ladies from Yinghe met Boss Qin, Immortal Chuan generously sat down at a table and wanted to invite Ichijo and Nimi to dinner.

Futami thought of having dinner with Asama, so he declined the kindness of the immortal river and said,

"I don't have to, I still have to cook for my dad at night, I'll just serve Li Shi and Zhencheng and the people."

"Eh~ If my uncle wants to eat, let's order more and pack it back for him~"

"A steaming meal tastes like home~"

Futami Tsukikai, who was already proficient in lying, smiled softly at the Immortal River, and went to change his clothes with his bag.

Seeing that the attention of the diners was all focused on the classmates of the second meeting, Boss Qin invited the two girls from the hall to the private room on the second floor, and handed the two menus to Immortal Chuan,

"Are you all friends of Ah Shui and Fumi?"

"Yes~ Does the boss know Asama too?"

"Hahaha, Ah Shui is a little brother in our Chinatown circle, the menu in your hand, and some of the decoration of this store, are also his ideas."

"Isn't Chinatown from Ikebukuro? Sackcloth is also counted here? ”

Ichijo asked, puzzled.

"Haha, if you count, if you count."

Immortal Chuan looked at this Chinese restaurant curiously, the wall is a map of cultural exchanges between China and Japan, the famous dishes of each region are noted, and the style of the murals has a charm similar to the Tang Dynasty of Dunhuang.

The menu also has clear notes on the cuisine and flavor characteristics of the dishes, and the "One Phase, One Flavor" seasonal limited main menu has a hint of the characteristics of Japanese omakase restaurants, that is, the theme ingredients are determined, but the specific dishes are played by the chef at will, and the menu that customers can see only the ingredients and the corresponding price of the corresponding dishes in the menu.

"It's obviously a lot more expensive, but it's cheaper than omakase."

"Hehe, in fact, most of this is provided for tourists or gourmets, and our regular customers basically don't try it. Immortal Chuan and a classmate order at will, and I'll treat you to today's dishes. ”

"What's so embarrassing about that."

"Seize this opportunity, next time it won't be free, I think this time it's cheap, just come and visit a few more times."

"Lishi, Zhencheng, come here, just follow the boss's wishes."

Wearing a slim cheongsam, Futami walked in with a plate and two cups of tea, and put them in front of Immortal Chuan and Ichijo.

"Oh! Xiaoyue, you have completely become a Chinese! ”

"Yuehai has completely become a Chinese."

One took a picture of Futami with his mobile phone.

Futami turned around at Immortal River and Ichijo, and said with a smile,

"Do you want to try the cheongsam too?"

Lao Qin gave Erjian a look, signaled Erjian to entertain his friends, and went out.

"Boss Qin seems to be a good person."

"If it weren't for the fact that he also knew Asama, I would have doubted that he would have other plans for you in the sea of the moon."

"Boss Qin and his wife are very affectionate, and besides, all this is indeed thanks to the blessing of Jingshuijun."

"I heard that Robert Jun has mixed into the inner circle of the Chinese people?"

Hearing Immortal Chuan's question, the second saw a smile,

"Sometimes I wonder if Jingshuijun will be a Chinese in his last life. His Chinese was completely self-taught, and it was more standard than what Boss Qin said. ”

"Does Asama like Huaxia very much?"

"I must like it, Jingshui-kun is even more powerful than the Imperial Academy in terms of world history-Chinese history, especially about the Wei and Jin dynasties of China."

"I guess I like it. Robert Jun is not only proficient in Chinese history, but also reads a lot of Chinese books, and his best cooking in home economics class is Chinese cuisine, and in addition, he is good at Osaka cuisine. ”

“？？？”

"After all, Osaka was once occupied by China~"

"Immortal River also likes Huaxia?"

Immortal Chuan didn't answer, but looked left and said to him,

"Xiao Zhencheng is so ruthless, it's obviously a friend, and he still calls me immortal~"

"Okay, Rishi, like Asama, you also like Huaxia?"

"It used to be fine, but now I like it and I like it more and more. Maybe it's [Aiya and Wu]. ”

"Love House and Woo?"

"Chinese idioms~"

After sending off Kazujo Immortal, Futami worked hard for more than an hour, changed into his regular clothes, and stood at the door waiting for Asama.

[You smile, don't say anything to me.] But I feel like I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. 】

Tagore's poems suddenly came to the mind of the second sight.

The sky was darkening with twilight, dark blue overshadowing the sunset, and the street lamps were lit up to stain the walls of nearby buildings yellow.

"I've been waiting."

The boy who was waiting also changed into his regular clothes, a short-sleeved white shirt with light blue vertical stripes, a cotton white T with the Chinese character [forgetfulness] written on it, and khaki waist rope shorts with Shimokitazawa style, full of clean and youthful feeling.

Jingshuijun never wears any brand of clothing, but he looks 10,000 times better than those stupid young masters who can only wear LOGOs.

Futami Tsukimi felt that she was still not used to the handsomeness of Asama still water, and the sound of her heartbeat told her that every time she went on a date, there was a new sense of heartbeat.

"No, I've just gotten off work."

"Did you work overtime? I'll go in and say hello to Lao Qin, and we'll go. ”

"Hmm."

A minute later, Asama carried a bag of ingredients and smiled at Futami,

"Overtime pay has been earned with you."

Although she did not expect such a thing, seeing Asama's smile and listening to his soft and clear voice, she felt that she was much happier than the protagonist of Tagore's poem.

After a long absence, the two walked the streets.

Asama was holding the ingredients given by Lao Qin in one hand, and helping Futami carry the schoolbag that didn't look light with the other.

Futami couldn't help but keep looking at Asama's side face, and with the ever-backward streetscape and the sunny summer night in Tokyo, these images became eternal in my memory.

She understands that as long as she closes her eyes in the future, these beautiful images will come to mind.

It's like a bench in Shiba Park, under a tree at school, on a float in a cruise pool, under a canopy at a convenience store, by a railing in a subway car, on a street corner alley somewhere in the city, on the carpet at home

On the subway, the Mita Line on Saturday was particularly crowded, and Asama, as in the past, protected Futami between his arms.

The two looked at each other, and Futami laughed unconsciously, she remembered the embarrassment of the day when it rained, and Asama used an umbrella and a bag between the two of them to wet his clothes.

Seeing that Asama closed his eyes and was silent, Futami Tsukikai took a deep breath, closed his eyes, pretended to be a little sleepy, and leaned towards Asama's chest.

(End of chapter)