The two men who walked out of the book room glanced at each other.

Seeing the bento box in Asama's hand, Immortal Kawa grinned and pulled out a storage bag containing the bento box from his backpack and shook it at Asama.

"Love Ray ~shot~~~"

Asama's neat iron plate bridge dodged the invisible rays, and kept leaning back again, returning an expressionless expression to the immortal river.

"Robert-kun, the hat has fallen off~~~"

Immortal River picked up his hat, put it on Asama, and carefully looked at Asama today.

It's still that clean sense of alienation.

Most of his medium-length white hair was rearranged and tucked into a black hat.

A black cotton T-shirt printed with serif numbers [6] patched together by countless monsters, denim cropped pants that have faded and are visually soft, black and white canvas shoes, and an outfit that is estimated to cost less than 6,000 yen, he is wearing a high-end street photo.

The clothes that you wear are what you wear is a good penetration of the symbols monopolized by capital and brands.

Every photo in those fashion magazines and trendy media is piled up with money, artificially creating the illusion of money = beauty, but I can't find a sense of nobility that can be compared with the teenager in front of me.

Perhaps this is the reason why the first time she saw him, she felt that he was as special as a destined person?

At the thought of dating him today, happiness filled her body like substance, pulling the corners of her mouth out of the arc.

"Robert-kun, I'm also handsome today~~~"

"I don't quite understand your aesthetic, but thank you anyway. Orange-flavored F mulberry. ”

Immortal Chuan also brought a hat today, but he put it away in the morning because he had to participate in the event. A white hat, a plus-size one-shoulder floral short-sleeved shirt that exposes the collarbone, high-waisted orange A-line pants, and white flatform shoes, the bright color scheme is full of summer dopamine, like a bottle of orange mixed with orange from California and crushed ice cubes from Alaska.

Immortal Chuan put away the lunch, clasped the shoulder straps of the backpack with both hands, and spun around,

"Is it pretty?"

Asama looked into the distance,

"It's a lot of gas."

"That's how good it makes you shy and makes you speechless, right? Hey~~~Thank you for the compliment~~~"

Immortal River winked at Asama, and the sunlight outside the eaves shone as dazzling as the sun.

Asama has always wondered what kind of sunscreen the immortal river uses, and she can make her skin better than snow so unscrupulously close to the sun.

A gust of incense blew in, and Immortal Kawa suddenly approached Asama's body, knocking Asama's wall to the corner of the street, and his hand gestured from her head to Asama's forehead.

"By the way, Robert-kun has really grown a lot taller~ 1.8 meters, right?"

"Thanks to the shoes and insoles, are you getting too close, F-san?"

"Huhu~ Does Robert-kun also have height anxiety?"

The immortal river pulled away a little, but still maintained the action of the wall knock, and some city walkers who visited Minami Aoyama on the weekend couldn't help but look sideways - the orange girls in Tokyo are so beautiful, right?

Asama looked at Riyo Immortal, who was almost 1.7 meters taller, and the soles of his shoes were only higher than him.

"You wear shoes with such thick soles, is it also height anxiety?"

"With Robert-kun, my heart is always fluttering, and I have to have some ballast so that I won't fly away~"

Immortal Chuan made a love heart with his arms on his head, and the whole person swayed, as if it was really a hot air balloon that flew into the sky.

Asama took the opportunity to break away from the wall of the Immortal River and said with a sigh of relief,

It's not early, let's find a place to eat first."

"Well, Robert-kun's love bento is also a kind of ballast~~~"

“.”

There are some exotic restaurants in Minami Aoyama, and the smell of food fills the streets.

Really craving to eat.

Asama ate breakfast at a little after 6 o'clock in the morning, and now it's almost 2 o'clock, and my stomach is already a little hungry.

In addition, the weather in Tokyo in July is so hot that it melts people.

According to the color of the clothes, after melting, he should be dark chocolate, and the immortal river is orange milk.

After walking around the Immortal River for 5 minutes, the two of them walked all the way and found that there was not even a pocket park near Omotesando and Minami Aoyama, so they really couldn't find a place to eat bento.

"Find a café and order a glass of water."

Asama saw that the entrance of the trendy clothing stores on the side of the road really didn't look like passers-by would be allowed to sit on their chairs for lunch, and there were tables and chairs outside, and most of the places suitable for eating were coffee shops.

Immortal River patted Asama lightly on the shoulder and pointed to a row of iron fences on the side of the road.

Behind the fence is a half-court basketball court where several people play basketball.

Next to the basketball court is a three-story building full of creepers, enclosed by a fence and concrete wall.

Asama recognized the logo of the wall, the cross jewelry that Haruma of the Ten Gods liked to wear before.

Next to the wall is a staircase leading to the second floor of the building, which looks like it is uncrowded and can be used as a bench.

"Let's eat here~~~"

I was inexplicably grateful for the strength of the immortal river's shoulder, and Dade Asama nodded,

"Yes."

The two sat down and immediately stood up again.

Asama felt that his ass was 5 mature, and he took out the lunch pad from his backpack at the same time as the immortal river, and the Genki idol showed a super energetic smile at him again,

"Let's exchange love bento boxes~~~"

"There is no love, only bento."

"Don't worry, I'll find it in the cooking~"

After the two exchanged lunches, Immortal Kawa felt Asama's sincerity as always, and Asama felt Immortal Kawa's sincere perfunctory.

What the hell is a love heart drawn with ketchup on top of rice?

"Hey, hey~ Genuine love bento~ The other half of the love uses Mexican sweet hot sauce~ The love is also love underneath~"

Asama tossed the sauce with chopsticks, and inside it was a love of chopped braised pork.

I took a bite and it was surprisingly good, and I was able to taste the taste of a pre-made meal.

In the rice, cucumbers, carrots, and crispy sausages in the shape of hearts were also found.

It's really hard for her to be so attentive.

Most of the time I spent my time eating the green plum rice balls made by the Immortal River, and my expectations for the dishes of the Immortal River were as low as the Kermadec Trench in the South Pacific.

Immortal River hummed a song while savoring Asama's normal glowing cuisine.

I couldn't hear what song she was humming, but the melody was very light and catchy.

For Asama's classical aesthetic built up for his ears, the Immortal River is simply a trebuchet, a Trojan horse, and a TNT-level destroyer!

"Eat Robert's heart one bite at a time~"

Are you Poki on top?

Seeing Asama's slightly disgusted eyes, Immortal Chuan smiled,

"Robert-kun, you know what? Mr. Murakami once said, "Holidays and friends are the two best things in life. Now, the best vacation, and the best friend, I have both~"

"yes, I'm torn between being something and not being something."

"Huhu~ Robert-kun, I have to say too much inexplicably, and I will have nightmares~"

The two quickly finish their bento and discuss what to eat for the night, and Immortalgawa proposes to do a [Street Meal Challenge That Doesn't Cost a Penny], but Asama refuses.

"That's right, Mr. Robert, I'll show you something funny."

Immortal River handed over the phone, which was the webpage of the Amazon auction.

Asama recognized the 100 million yen price tag on the page, the kick drum he performed at the festival last night.

It seems that it was cut out with the stage overnight and put it up for auction on Amazon. On the auction item detail page, it is also stated that [ASAMASAMA Hateful Eyes Private Feature] will be given.

Which neuropathy did it?

Which stupid person is so loser and came out with this 100 million?

Why is the 100 million yen not related to him, the user and the person who signed the auction?

Whew————

A basketball flew over to interrupt Asama's thoughts.

The goalkeeper skill is activated, and Asama stops in front of Immortalgawa with one hand, catching the basketball that flies to her face.

"Good pick-up! Do you want to play together? ”

A couple of hip-hop dressed men walked out of the basketball court.

"Nope."

"Cut—a soft egg."

Asama sighed, this is the retribution for going shopping and dating with a beautiful girl.

Immortal Chuan patted Asama's shoulder and said to a group of men and women opposite,

"2v2, no problem, right?"

This kind of battle of wills is a waste of time.

"I don't participate."

Several of the boys on the opposite side showed a uniform expression of contempt.

"Isn't it super advantageous for Robert Jun to play basketball? Not going to make them look good? ”

No, I'm not great, don't be fooled by rumors, I don't even have a lv.1 skill.

"If you want to play basketball, find a time to ask Yuehai and them out to play with you."

Asama snapped his fingers more than a dozen times and threw the ball into the air.

Under the strong sunlight, the basketball soared into the sky, rising into a small red dot that everyone could not see clearly even if they squinted, and then gradually grew larger and fell quickly.

"Let's go!"

Judging that he couldn't get into the shallow room of the basket, he pulled the immortal river and started running.

Behind him, there was the sound of a basketball hitting the ground with a bang, and there was a sound of glass breaking.

On a hot day, the immortal river followed behind Asama, shuttling between the lanes of Nanqingshan, laughing breathlessly.

Today's date is at the National Art Center, Tokyo Museum.

The theme of the exhibition is "Light from Impressionism to Modernity", and the museum will gather the works of artists from different eras and regions, such as painting, photography, video, installation, kinetic art, and installation art, to explore how human beings are attracted by the splendor and various characteristics of light.

It's simply the home of the Immortal River.

In Asama's stereotype of the immortal river, the light is her personal IP.

I want to ask why Asama didn't go to the Nezu Museum, which is less than 200 meters away from the two of them.

Immortal River's answer is-"I'm pursuing modernity~"

Asama was not interested in the Nezu Museum either, having visited it when he first came to Tokyo. Although the Zen garden is very pleasant, the large number of Buddha statues and Song paintings in the museum's collection makes his heart ache when he sees it. I wonder if Egyptians will have such pain as they do when they visit the British Museum and see all kinds of cultural relics from their own country become other people's treasures.

The National Art Center, Tokyo is also located in Minato-ku, less than 3 kilometers away from Asama.

But after running all the way after the meal, Asama really couldn't get up the energy to continue walking, and Immortalgawa expressed his approval of the decision to take the subway.

Immortal Kawa put his arm on Asama's arm and introduced the works in the exhibition to him in advance, but Asama was troubled by [when he received the lawyer's letter from Croxin].

The social death behavior of throwing the ball vigorously and shooting the basket failed proves that the ultra-long shot in the basketball game is just luck, and today the goddess of luck (skill) and luck (ability) is not by his side.

Perhaps it was the happy expressions of the girls who received the dolls yesterday that confused him.

Maybe it's the superficial desire to be in the limelight in front of cute girls that erodes him.

In short, today's solitary high index has seriously declined, and Asama is constantly in his heart in three provinces, six provinces, and nine provinces.

The immortal river on the side stopped nagging, pressed his hat, and pulled Asama's sleeve again,

"Robert-kun, when you're dating a beautiful girl, it's rude to wander your mind~"

"Uh, I'm sorry."

Immortal Chuan's face changed at the speed of light, his eyes rolled, and he smiled,

"Since you apologize to me, do something that will make me happy, right?"

"Something that will make you happy?"

"For example, walking with me on your back, changing shoes with me, sharing half of your headphones with me but playing the songs I love to listen to, buying two cups of bubble tea, you drink half a cup and I drink one and a half cups, accompany me to dye my hair of the same color, accompany me to watch "Heartbeat" and read the lines in it together [One day you will meet a person who is as colorful as a rainbow, and when you meet this person, you will feel that everyone else is just floating clouds]."

Asama reread the 20 things that Immortal Kawa said without thinking about it, and then looked at her,

"It's not something that friends can do, right?"

"Huh~Robert Jun reverted to the reader version, which is also very happy~~~"

Immortal Chuan winked at Asama again with an expression of letting you go.

Asama felt that the electricity emanating from the eye of the immortal river could supply all the subways in Tokyo for at least one week.

His heart was a little paralyzed.

Asama, who entered the repeater mode, skipped the requirements for couples that Immortal Chuan had just mentioned.

The two swiped their cards to enter the station and squeezed onto the Chiyoda Line subway to Nogizaka.

Asama, just like he did when he protected Futami and Majima, was in the corner of the carriage and protected the eye-catching Genki idol along the way.

"I was knocked on the reverse wall~ Hehe, it seems that Robert-kun and I are indeed a two-way relationship~"

If you say a few more words, you'll break up!

Just one stop away, the two quickly got off the bus, and Immortal Chuan turned back to Asama and smiled,

"Robert-kun, I really like to take the subway~ The subway is a super invention that takes into account efficiency and fairness~~~"

"How do I feel, the subway is a dirty blood vessel made by the capitalists to send the social animals to the work."

"If you don't use it to work, you won't have this kind of idea~ In addition, the Soviet Union, which had no capitalists, also built a lot of subway lines, and many subway stations in Moscow are super cool!"

"The USSR no longer exists, the Moscow metro is already capitalist."

"Isn't it state-owned? Isn't Keynesianism becoming more and more popular in capitalist countries? ”

"Keynesianism only makes it easier for capitalists to monopolize and overdraft the future. In fact, the managers of those countries are themselves capitalists. Think about it this way, in the world now, capitalists are already a wild existence. ”

"Hmm~~~ Especially the street lights."

The two told each other a few more Soviet jokes, and some people scolded Khrushchev for being an idiot, and what Uncle Overboard was saved by scolding Brezhnev, and the laughter of Immortal Chuan did not stop.

The ambiguous atmosphere that had been brewing from the beginning was also left behind by the two whose heartbeats had calmed down.

After a big circle, you will enter the museum through the main entrance of the National Art Center, Tokyo Museum.

The protagonist of the exhibition is the British painter William Turner.

This Impressionist master of the Enlightenment Impressionists is as important in the hearts of the British as Picasso, Monet, and Van Gogh.

Some call him the magician of light.

Turner's Sunrise is often compared to Monet's Impression of Sunrise.

In his paintings, there is always a hazy vapor of water, which gives Asama a feeling of suffocation in the sauna.

John Martin's "The Destroyed Pompeii and Herculaneum" has the world-shattering contrast of light and dark, but it is heart-wrenching.

The Danish painter Hammersui's paintings are also on display, and to the layman, Asama sees him as having a similar sense of loneliness as Edward Hopper, who painted and did not die with Kawatori.

Lonely people, clean rooms, outside the window that casts light into the house.

Perhaps Hopper was also moved by Hammersuiu's paintings.

Immortal Kawa and Asama talked about the technical characteristics of Hammer Huey and Hopper, and then talked about Cézanne, Schiller, and Morandi

There is no shortage of lonely masters in the art world, who enjoy the state of independence, freedom, and undisturbed by the outside world through solitude.

The two paused for a long time in front of the painting Ophelia by John Millais, the leader of the Pre-Raphaelite School.

"Robert-kun, you know what? Each flower painted by Millais has a meaning~ The weeping willow leaning on Ophelia symbolizes the unrequited love for Hamlet's powerlessness; The nettle on the willow branch represents suffering; The daisy floating to Ophelia's right represents her innocence; The pink roses floating on her cheeks and skirt and the white field roses growing on the banks of the river symbolize the youth, love, and beauty of the maiden. The violet flower around Ophelia's neck is a symbol of loyalty. ”

There are not 100 famous painters in the world who painted Ophelia, but also 80. Asama didn't have much of a sense of the painting.

depicts the theme of death, but there is no sense of death at all, but there is a smell of religious models posing for photos.

"It looks more like a bath in clothes than death."

Immortal Kawa turned his head to look at Asama's side face, which was even colder than Hamlet, and said with a smile,

"Huhu~ So, who killed Ophelia?"

Asama hugged his chest and commented.

"Her name is simple stupidity, her cowardice called obedience, her pious laziness."

"Lord Robert looks even more ruthless than Prince Hamlet."

"I'm not as bitter and hateful as him, and I'm not a prince."

In Marx's words, "It is not that a king is born a king, but that the people treat him as they would a king, and he becomes a king." Robert-kun, in our opinion, you are more like a prince than any prince~"

"Quack—"

Asama cooperated with the frog and croaked.

Immortal Chuan was amused again,

"There's no princess here to unenchant you~"

The two continue to roam the art museum,

Vases with built-in lights,

In a room with a very low temperature, the silk curtain that constantly sways with the wind under the light from the top,

The Bauhaus School's work on the analysis of the color, geometric composition, etc. of light.

They spend several times longer looking at each work than those who come to check in and take pictures.

But Asama doesn't despise the young girls who take a picture with the work and leave.

Because beauty is such a thing, it shouldn't be over-interpreted.

Take a look, take a picture, and remember, and talk about the role of aesthetic education.

In Asama's view, no one has the right to exhort or demand other people's aesthetic ways. Because the aesthetic way is the way of life, this kind of thing, only oneself can make the decision.

After visiting the seven exhibition halls, he and Immortal Chuan looked at some collections that had nothing to do with the theme exhibition.

Immortal River pointed to a clay figurine like "Venus of Willendorf", holding a stone axe, with a dull expression, and smiled,

"Robert-kun and this figurine seem to be oh~~~"

Do you want me to split you in half with this stone axe?

"Robert-kun, do you think that the tense and solemn atmosphere created by the historical collection in the museum is also good~"

"History itself is a heavy thing."

"Hahaha, Robert-kun seems to be the host of an educational program~~~ This is NHK TV, I'm a reporter Immortal River, may I ask, Professor Robert, what do you think of history?"

Immortal River rolled up his hat as a microphone and slammed it in front of Asama's face.

"History is the name of the dead."

"Oh! There has been, ruthless deconstructionism! ”

"I say, history is all about making people wise."

"Pragmatist Speech~"

Like Asama and Immortal River, it is indeed rare to visit an exhibition for 4 hours.

Although the museum closes at 8 o'clock on Saturday, there are not many people in the museum anymore.

The two returned to the entrance and looked at the rectangular glass of Japan's largest art museum, filtering out the orange light of the setting sun.

The orange immortal river seems to be the epitome of evening light.

Asama and Immortalgawa sat on chairs by the window and chatted about the work of Kisho Kurokawa, the architect of the National Art Center, and the designer of the museum's [new] logo, Kashikazu Sato.

Bauhaus elements such as glass, steel, cement, and geometry are really everywhere in Japan.

The reason why I sat near the door and didn't go out was because I was inspired by the Immortal River and wanted to paint a dot painting.

"Whew~ I've seen a lot of works today~ Plus communicating with Professor Robert, I can't hold more inspiration in my head~"

The teenage girl holds a pen and makes a draft on 8k size sketch paper.

After confirming that it was not a portrait, Asama sat back down and asked,

"Tokyo Turner · F-san, are you going to be a light magician here? ”

"Can Robert-kun be transferred to a water magician first~"

Asama went to the vending machine and bought a bottle of mineral water and a can of grape-flavored Fanta.

"F Sang, do you recognize the brand when you drink mineral water?"

"Isn't the brand, like most of the exhibits in this museum, a game of capital?"

"And you're still involved in this game?"

"To drink water is to drink water, to sing is to sing, to draw is to paint, and the light we bathe in is light, not some god who turns on the flash of the phone. Just look at the content, regardless of the aura outside the content, it's no problem~"

While chatting, Immortal Chuan rubbed his pencil against the drawing paper, making a salsa sound.

I really envy her dual-purpose ability.

Don't bother her, Asama took out "Python Programming from Introduction to Practice".

The bookmark of the island fell out, but I didn't expect the bookmark to be double-layered, and there was a paragraph written inside when I opened it-

"We can't see all the snow that falls on a person's life. Everyone is in their own life, lonely for the winter. But as soon as I looked up, the Milky Way seemed to pour out on my heart.

Sometimes, you're an umbrella, and sometimes, you're the galaxy."

The first half of the sentence is by Yasunari Kawabata.

The words were full of emotion, as if they were beating on the paper, and he rubbed the bookmarks with one hand, held them down, and continued to look at the programming book.

I thought to myself, if the system doesn't give me the certification Lv.1 when learning IT, does it mean that I haven't learned it?

If so, this broken system is that he is still in the shallow room, and he strives to improve his scale by himself.

Maybe it's a memo that his shallow still water was transformed into a non-human by the Great Myojin.

Looking at the book in his hand, the fragrance on the tip of his nose suddenly became stronger.

Immortal River crossed the table, and the whole person overwhelmed him, his hands caressing Asama's face, and he still held a pencil in one hand.

"What?"

Asama's heart lake was smashed with a meteorite.

"Borrow a light~~~"

She stared into Asama's eyes and smiled.

Instead, there was a flowing glimmer in her eyes—a light that seemed as if God had pulled out his phone and turned on a flash called fate. (End of chapter)