Persona: Devil Summoner

Teacher Kawakami looked at his rough and ravenous appearance and smiled indulgently. Sometimes, she would feel distressed.

The boy opposite is so young, but he shoulders such an important mission. Someone must do the work of upholding justice, but a society where justice can only be advocated by young people like this is obviously deformed.

But, Kawakami Sadyo had no choice.

After all, she was just a teacher, she didn't have the ability to save the world, nor could she change the public's perception, so she could only protect the boy's [school life] as much as possible, so that he wouldn't grow up and look back on his youth with only empty principles and high-sounding theories of justice.

I believe many people have similar feelings. When they are in school, they just feel that school is annoying, classes are annoying, and exams are annoying. But when they enter society and start working, they will begin to miss those things that made them annoyed back then.

Youth should be like this, worry as much as you want, feel depressed as much as you want, be confused as much as you want - and then try your best to be yourself.

Kawakami Sadyo couldn't help him with the Phantom Thieves, so she hoped that at least Jiang Tianwei could live a school life that was no different from that of ordinary people.

"Really? It's really worrying."

Teacher Kawakami looked at Jiang Tianwei's mouth with black pepper sauce on it, and couldn't help but smile slightly. He took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

Fang Zexia on the side said nothing, but just looked at the scenery quietly, frowning seriously, thinking about something.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 323 Sisters' Secret Talk

Today, Fang Zexia rarely acted with Jiang Tianwei.

Some things are so common that we don’t think there is anything wrong with them. If you think about it carefully, a living person and a ghost living together is a way of sharing a house that can only be seen in works of art. What’s more, it’s a male-female combination…

The only person who could observe Fang Zexia was Jiang Tianwei, so the two of them naturally formed a partnership. Both Fang Zexia and Jiang Tianwei were very used to this.

Therefore, when the two of them separated today, it felt a little... weird.

This feeling is like you use a wet towel to wipe your face every day, and suddenly switch to a dry towel today. Although there is not a particularly big difference, it can make people clearly feel the difference.

Fang Ze Xia followed Fang Ze Sumire home today."

She had this idea a long time ago, but due to various reasons, she was unable to go back to see her family. In addition, Fang Zexia's memory was very vague, and she did not have that kind of unforgettable feeling for her family.

It may sound a bit heartless to say it, but Fang Zexia felt neither sad nor close to this family. From her point of view, it was like going to a place she had never been to before. It was a brand new experience.

Many times, people think that feelings should be like what are described in literary works or film and television works, deep, serious, heavy, and unforgettable, but the fact is that for most people, as time goes by, these feelings will gradually be diluted by time.

Time may not make people grow up, but it will make people clearly aware of how cruel growth is. Those playmates who were separated in childhood, clearly said goodbye but never saw each other again, those ignorant dreams of youth, when you recall them next time, only a little familiar smile will be left.

But now, they are sisters who love each other, but they seem like strangers.

Because... we really are strangers!

Today, Fang Zexia did not follow in ghost form, but borrowed the body that Nuwa had given her before. If that were the case, then it would be impossible for these twin sisters to walk together on the road like strangers.

But, Fang Zexia's outfit today: she wore a long gray windbreaker on the outside, hiding her entire body under the wide and thick fabric, a thin scarf around her neck, and wore a mask, sunglasses, and a baseball cap, and she also wore the hood of the windbreaker over the baseball cap.

Considering that summer vacation is coming soon, this outfit is not only suspicious, but also textbook-level suspicious! The kind that you can call the police directly if you see it.

From an outsider's perspective, this is simply a pervert stalking a beautiful girl!

Fortunately, as a hot figure who just won the gold medal in the rhythmic gymnastics competition, Sumire Yoshizawa will still be given some small privileges by the school.

In the name of training, she left a class early. Even though she only left a class early, she could perfectly avoid the evening rush hour. The office workers hadn't finished get off work at this time, the students hadn't finished school at this time, and the bad students were in bars at this time, and they didn't want to squeeze into the subway. As a result, these two people, such a suspicious combination, were only stopped by a policeman for a short while.

But the solution was also very simple. When Fang Zexia showed her face, the police saw that they must be twins! Then she said, "I have a fever now, so I feel cold," which perfectly explained the clothes. The police nodded in understanding and let them go.

The two returned to Fangze's home without any danger. The younger sister Fangze Jin was breathing heavily and her face was red. She was a traditional good child who had never done anything bad. Today, she was a "bad child" for the first time. She was blushing, breathing heavily, and was extremely nervous.

Sister Fang Zexia laughed and said, "You are too nervous!"

"Yes, sister. I am more nervous now than when I was participating in a competition..."

As Yoshizawa Sumire spoke, she pressed the hem of her skirt with both hands, and clenched the black and red plaid fabric with her fingers, as if this could help her vent her emotions.

Why did Fangze Xia come to Fangze's house like this today?

Of course, she was planning to replace the prince with a cat.

The family structure of Yoshizawa's family is a very standard family, consisting of a father, a mother and a pair of sisters.

Today, after my sister passed away, I can feel the traces of a girl's life here in various places. Whether it is the bowls and chopsticks of different colors for four people, or the square table where four people sit, everywhere shows the sense of emptiness and loneliness because of the absence of one person.

Yoshizawa Sumire was not going to tell her parents that her sister was still alive in this form. After all, for most people, it was hard to define whether this way of life was alive or not. Moreover, the most desperate thing in this world was to give hope to people in desperate situations. If one had never understood light, darkness would not seem so terrifying.

However, Sumire wanted her sister to meet her family at the same time. So, the two of them decided to replace the prince with a cat. After all, the two looked almost exactly the same. When the time came, Sumire Yoshizawa would wait in the room, and Kasumi Yoshizawa would pretend to be Sumire Yoshizawa to meet her parents.

At first, Yoshizawa Kasumi was worried that the difference in their personalities or the bond between parents and their children might give the girl away, but then she thought, there was Teacher Maruki's hypnosis case before, and in the eyes of her parents, her daughter was just escaping and pretending to be another person because she was too sad about her sister's death.

Later, somehow, she realized her true identity and no longer considered herself a sister.

As we all know, getting rid of a disease is as easy as pulling out a thread, not to mention that it is a heart disease that is recognized as the most difficult to treat. It is very normal for it to recur.

As for her parents, Kasumi Yoshizawa could hardly remember any details. But considering that she hadn't remembered that she had a sister before she met Sumire, maybe meeting her in person would change things. Kasumi Yoshizawa thought optimistically.

Because the two of them skipped classes and went home earlier than their parents, they stayed in Yoshizawa Sumire's room. Yoshizawa Kasumi looked around curiously. She had heard that Sumire's room was basically a copy of her own room. Looking at this place, it was as if she was seeing her own room.

As for Fang Zexia's room, her family sealed the door after her accident. They didn't want to forget their eldest daughter so easily and start a new life, but they also couldn't bear to look at the room where their beloved daughter would never come back every day, so they had to make such a compromise.

"Jin, take me around the house!"

Fang Zexia said this without a trace of gloom on her face. Her cheerful smile made Fang Zejin feel a little sad for some reason... She nodded, quickly followed her sister, and became her guide to her own home.

(End of this chapter)

I opened a pinned post in the comments section about what to write in the next book

I opened a pinned post in the comments section about what to write in the next book

Let me make it clear first, I am not planning to end the book hastily, and I am not planning to end it hastily. We still have several volumes to write, and it will probably take a few months to finish the book. (As for whether there will be P5S content, it depends on the average subscription of 233)

Why do I open this thread? Mainly because I have a pedantic literary disease. When I create something, I must show my best. If it is not my best work, I will definitely not publish it. So it often takes me a long time (usually several months) to collect the original material, make character cards, and write an outline. Therefore, I usually start preparing for the next book in the middle and late stages of writing a book.

Now P5R has entered a stable final stage, and I can start preparing for the new book and collecting materials. I just want to hear your views and opinions. You can tell me any recommended topics. (In fact, some book friends asked me if I would write Xuanyuan Sword 233.) Although I can't guarantee that I will write 100% according to your recommendations, I can broaden my thinking. What if it is right for my brain circuit? Then I have to thank you.

If you have friends who want to recommend something, please remember to reply to me in the top post of the comment area~ Remember to use "" to enclose the name of the original work~ Please don't abbreviate the name, in case I don't know this work, I can also find it by following the map~ Thank you everyone~

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 324 There is no place for me

The Yoshizawa family is no different from an ordinary Japanese family.

If anyone has watched animations like Doraemon, the house they live in is similar to the one the protagonist lives in: a small and warm two-story house. Usually, the second floor is for the daughters to live in, and the first floor is the couple's bedroom and study. The square living room and the stairs in the corner together form a collective living space.

Open the refrigerator, there are fresh vegetables inside, go to the kitchen, the knife set and seasoning set are lined up on the rust-proof table. The floor is swept clean, but there are always residues in the dead corners that can never be cleaned. The little stains in the cleanliness reveal the smell of the daily necessities of life.

Unconsciously, she would compare this home with a certain place...

There was no proper stove, and the refrigerator was filled with leftovers from the neighbors. A large amount of soft drinks and fast food made up an unhealthy nutritional structure. No matter how hard she cleaned, the stubborn stains left over from the previous tenant and the previous tenant could not be washed away. The house was much smaller than this one, but it was crowded with more people. Crowded was the only keyword she could think of.

(Sure enough, there's nothing here that I'm familiar with.)

The more Fang Zexia looked, the more she felt like an outsider.

Touching the smooth and faded wooden pillars of the stair railing, I could only watch all this like an outsider, with rational eyes and the calm perspective of an outsider.

"Sumi."

Standing on the stairs, Yoshizawa Kasumi suddenly called her sister. Yoshizawa Sumire, who had already run to the first floor and was waiting for her sister to come down the stairs, turned around and responded expectantly, "What's wrong, sister?"

"Can you help me with something? I'm hungry."

As Fang Zexia spoke, she covered her flat stomach with her hands, looking as if she was starving.

My sister said in surprise, "But, our parents will be back soon. If we eat now, will we be able to eat by then?"

"I just suddenly wanted to eat the food my sister cooked."

"Ah... I really can't do anything about my sister!"

When Yoshizawa Sumire heard her sister say this, a look of joy flashed across her face. In her impression, her sister was a perfect superwoman who rarely said such coquettish words to her.

With excitement, Sumire walked into the kitchen and skillfully found her apron and put it on. Meanwhile, Yoshizawa Kasumi sat at the table, waiting for the meal to be ready.

How did that saying go? It is important for people to know themselves. People should know clearly what they are good at and what they are not good at. Fang Zexia clearly realized that she was not good at cooking, so she did not go over to trouble her sister. She sat quietly and looked around.

On the calendar on the wall, a small trophy was drawn with a golden pen a few days ago. It was probably drawn by Sumire Yoshizawa's parents or herself after she won the championship. It's like a medal of honor.

From the living room, she could see a small shrine in the corner with an incense burner and a black-and-white photo on it. Although she had not confirmed it, it was obvious that it was dedicated to Fang Zexia herself.

When she was bored, Fang Zexia reached out and fiddled with the vase in the middle of the table. The flowers inside were obviously put in recently. The fresh vitality showed bright colors, which made people clearly feel the taste of "being alive".

"Come on, sister, try it."

Yoshizawa Sumire cooks very quickly and the food tastes delicious. She said she is good at cooking, and she is not just saying it, she is really good at it.

Considering the speed of the finished product and the time limit for her parents to return, Yoshizawa Sumire made a bowl of noodles. It was the kind of noodles that can be found everywhere, with an egg poked in it and chopped green onions floating on the clear soup.

Considering that she would have to eat with her family soon, Jin chose something that was quick to make, easy to digest, and would not take up too much space in her stomach. Although the artistic achievement of this bowl of noodles was not as high as the famous short story "A Bowl of Plain Noodles", it was enough to satisfy Fang Zexia.

After all, love is the hard truth! It is said that if you love someone, you will love his dog too, not to mention that Yoshizawa Sumire's craftsmanship is not "black", it is the real "red"!

Fang Zexia ate noodles in big mouthfuls. Thanks to Wu Jianmiao's persistence, Nuwa was able to create a body that was no different from that of an ordinary human being, so that she could feel the delicate taste of food through her taste buds.

"elder sister?"

Fang Ze Jin suddenly called her, and Fang Ze Xia noticed that tears had rolled down the corners of her eyes without her noticing.

"It's too hot. I sweat after eating it."

Fang Zexia evaded the question casually, wiped her eyes with her hand, and ate with big mouthfuls, ignoring the burning temperature on her tongue.

Should we say, they are sisters after all? The younger sister is a big eater, and the older sister is almost the same. Such a small bowl of noodles is not enough for them.

thump.

She placed the bowl of noodles on the table, with her chopsticks neatly placed on the rim of the bowl. She clasped her hands together and said earnestly, "Thank you for the treat!"

"Well, sister, my parents will be back soon. I'll go to my room first..."

"Do not."

Unexpectedly, Fang Zexia firmly denied it. She stood up with a resolute look on her face.

"I'll take my leave today."

Fang Zexia said, smiling brightly at her sister, and took a step to leave... However, how could Fang Zejin let her leave so freely? She instinctively reached out and grabbed Fang Zexia's wrist: "Sister? Didn't we agree that you would come to have dinner with my parents today?"

"No. I am quite content."

Fang Zexia said, took a deep breath, and smiled with satisfaction. This was not a pretense, she really felt very satisfied, that kind of satisfaction from the inside out could not be faked.

When she returned to this home today, she had a very clear understanding: she no longer belonged to this family. There was no place for her in this family. The human named Fang Ze Xia was indeed dead.

To this family, I am already a memory.

Although she had thought about jumping out directly and telling her parents that she was still alive and just a ghost, she had to consider the cost of explanation, whether her parents would believe her, a series of legal issues, and most importantly - how long could she stay in the world as a ghost?

You shouldn't give hope before you figure out everything.

The rash giving mentioned here is directed at both parties.

Don’t give your parents the hope that “the child is still alive”, and don’t give yourself the hope that “maybe I can still fit into this family”. Why do people feel reluctant to let go? It’s because they get too much and want too much.

There must be a special meaning for me to continue wandering the world as a ghost.

Fang Zexia is very clear about this.

The evidence is that he has spent so much time with Jiang Tianwei, but has never seen a second ghost.

So many people die in Japan every year, and there are also many accidental deaths from car accidents, but why haven't we seen other ghosts?

She was very smart and could tell after a quick analysis that it must be because she was special, but she was not sure in what way.

"But, sister..."

Yoshizawa Sumire wanted to say something, but Yoshizawa Kasumi shook her head and held her trembling little hand: "It's okay. It's not like we won't see each other again. You have to be filial to your parents."

"Ah."

"Besides, you have to open your mind when it comes to love... In this era, girls can no longer just wait passively. When you meet a good guy, you have to take the initiative."

"Hmm...eh?"

This suggestion was so strange that Yoshizawa Sumire couldn't understand it halfway through and couldn't keep up with her.

"I'll come to see you again when I have time! - In the form of a ghost~"