Persona: Devil Summoner

Until this moment, Teacher Kawakami had maintained a calm tone and intonation. After saying this last transitional conjunction, she raised her head, her eyes bright, the corners of her mouth raised cheerfully, and she had an extremely bright smile.

"——So, don't get involved with me anymore."

After saying this, Teacher Kawakami turned around gracefully, her maid outfit swung in an elegant arc, and she walked out silently.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 92 Sayuri

Jiang Tianwei did not expect Mr. Kawakami’s final confession.

That dashing turn was so decisive that Jiang Tianwei didn't even have time to say a word to keep her, nor did he have time to convey his feelings to her...

"...How could I leave you alone after you said that...You are a bad person, but you will never admit that you are a bad person."

Facing the closed door, Jiang Tianwei muttered to himself.

Although I really want to investigate immediately, but... I don't have the time for that right now.

After all, we will go to explore the bottom of Banmu tomorrow! We must rest well today and be prepared to deal with various situations.

Jiang Tianwei lay on the bed, forcing himself to fall asleep quickly, but he didn't expect that the more he didn't want to think, the more he unconsciously recalled what Teacher Kawakami said today.

She came here only because she had definitely prepared herself mentally and made up her mind to never be friends with me again.

Even though she was tortured by the unfair compensation and had to lie and beg students to borrow money, even in such a situation where she was short of money, she still gave up the person who could provide her with funds...

Perhaps, deep down in her heart, she still has some pride in being a teacher...

Then, it would be even more impossible to watch her fall into the abyss.

"Once we deal with Madarame, the next one will be that couple."

Jiang Tianwei muttered to himself in bed, strengthening his determination.

Although the rules of the Phantom Thieves require everyone to agree to change their minds, Jiang Tianwei didn't want to tell anyone about this. Because once you tell anyone, Kawakami's image will inevitably be damaged. She didn't ask anyone for help, so this

It certainly can't be considered a request to the Phantom Thief, so just think of it as my own arbitrary decision.

At dusk, Rei Shiho's tearful thanks and Takamaki Anne's similar determination made him feel full of strength.

Nothing happened that night, and after classes ended the next day, the group hurried to Madarame's residence.

Don't worry if Madarame is a plagiarizing villain, at least he really lives in the suburbs away from the crowd, and he really lives in a shabby house. After transferring from Shibuya Station to the subway, it takes almost two hours to walk to get there. There are no stations in between, and there are not even a few buses. Regardless of whether it is true or not, at least he has created an image of a master who is away from the world.

Jiang Tianwei sighed that it was really tiring without any means of transportation, and followed the group to Banmu's studio.

Takamaki An rang the doorbell and soon heard Kitagawa's voice on the intercom: "Who is this?"

"It's me, Takamaki An who made an appointment with you yesterday."

"Ah! It's Ms. Takamaki! I'll be right out!".

There was a sound of hurried footsteps coming from the door, and then the door was opened with a swish. Kitagawa Yusuke opened the door with anticipation on his face: "You are finally here, Ms. Takamaki... Tsk, you are here too?"

The excitement in the first half of the sentence and the disgust in the second half formed a sharp contrast. I really don't understand how he managed to switch so seamlessly.

The latter part of the sentence was of course meant for Jiang Tianwei and the others. It makes sense. Just imagine that you made an appointment with a girl for a blind date, but the girl brought three men with her. You wouldn't be impressed, right?

"Of course we came! Who knows if you would do something perverted!"

Long Si was the first one who couldn't suppress his anger and fought back at Kitagawa. Jiang Tianwei stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "How can we feel at ease when a man and a woman are alone in the same room?"

"Tsk, I invited Takamaki-san out of artistic considerations. I don't have any worldly or dirty views of her!"

Kitagawa Yusuke objected vehemently and unhappily. Seeing him like this, Ryuji, who was not good at flattery, scratched his head and simply gave up the routine and spoke directly:

"I don't care whether it's secular or not - hey! I'll just ask straight to the point! Kitagawa, people on the Internet say that Madarame plagiarized his disciples' ideas and abused them! I say, Kitagawa, you are also a victim of Madarame!"

This straightforward approach is really effective and can immediately reveal Kitagawa Yusuke's attitude.

The slender man suddenly frowned, his aura changed, and his defensive attitude was evident. It was obvious that he had dealt with many people like this before, and now he instinctively felt disgusted: "Boring, it seems that you are also people who believe in rumors."

Kitagawa Yusuke paused, and his tone suddenly became intense: "First of all, if the teacher really hates children so much, to the point of abusing them, then why did he adopt those homeless children - and why did he adopt me? As for plagiarism? That's nonsense, there is no such thing!"

"Hey, I'm telling you, don't hide anything, just tell the truth!"

Before Ryuji could finish his words, he was interrupted by Kitagawa Yusuke: "I told you! There is no such thing. I am the only disciple under the teacher now. If I say there is no such thing, then there is no such thing. It turns out that you are also the kind of people who make groundless accusations, really..."

As the saying goes, everything goes around in circles. Kitagawa Yusuke just interrupted someone else, and this time it was his turn to be interrupted.

Just then, a heavy cough was heard behind him, and Madarame Ikryusai, wearing the kimono cloak that he had appeared on TV, walked around the corner of the entrance.

"What's wrong, Yusuke, making so much noise at the door?"

"Ah, no, teacher, it's these people who are shouting those unfounded rumors on the Internet..."

"Yusuke."

Madarame interrupted Yusuke's emotional output with a light shout: "Don't take such rumors to heart. This girl, is she the model you had your eyes on before? These people who came to see the clothes should be classmates from the same school, right? They probably heard the rumors about me and are worried about this girl, so they came here. This is human nature."

Madarame's tone is gentle and kind, and he doesn't have any bad intentions. Unlike Kamoshida, who wants to write the word "bad guy" on his forehead, Madarame's face is full of kindness, and he is basically an old grandfather who is easy to talk to!

Seeing Madarame's attitude, even Ryuji began to soften, thinking: Could it be that the Madarame mentioned in the previous acquaintance space is not this Madarame Ichiryusai? After all, if there is only one surname, it is indeed easy to confuse. Looking around the world, there are so many people with the same name and surname, let alone this time only the same surname? .

"Let alone them, even I feel that it's impossible for everyone to like an old man like me. Just forgive their rudeness - but don't disturb the neighbors."

Madarame said this, laughing heartily, and turned back.

When Kitagawa Yusuke heard the teacher speak, he snorted reluctantly: "Now you know, the teacher is a broad-minded person, these rumors are simply nonsense... By the way, let me show you. After reading this, I believe you will change your mind."

Kitagawa Yusuke said this, took out his mobile phone, and with his skillful thumb, he selected a photo and showed it to everyone.

It is a very tasteful Japanese painting.

The woman above had her back to the bright moon, a dark sky spread out, and she leaned against the cherry blossom branches, with her hands clasped in front of her chest. A smoky blackness just blocked what she was holding.

The woman in the picture has deep eyes, staring at something invisible in her hands. That look is so hard to let go of.

Jiang Tianwei didn't understand any artistic techniques. For a layman like him, the evaluation of "beautiful" already covered all his feelings.

This woman, in terms of appearance, is not very beautiful, but the look in her eyes is unforgettable.

Just like the Mona Lisa in the art textbook, Jiang Tianwei doesn’t think that Mona Lisa is a very beautiful woman, but he must admit that the painting is really tasteful.

"Now you understand, right? How could a teacher who could create such a masterpiece as Sayuri be a vulgar person who abuses others and plagiarizes others? I will pretend that your disrespect today never happened. Please go back."

(This book is recommended during the National Day, and there will be updates every day~ I also hope that friends who have tickets can support the show, and those who don’t have tickets can support the show in person~ Hahaha~ Thank you all in advance)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 93 There is no airtight wall

Regarding Madarame's matter, I never thought it would be so difficult.

Referring to the relationship between Kamoshida and the volleyball club, the members of the volleyball club were hostile and even opposed to Ryuji and Amamiya Ren's inquiries. This is easy to understand, because they don't believe that these two students can bring down Kamoshida, and if they say something wrong, Kamoshida will catch them.

This feeling can be called [fear].

So their attitude is often a cold rejection without saying anything.

But Kitagawa Yusuke's attitude towards Madarame is supportive. This is very strange.

The possibilities that are easier to think of are: either Kitagawa Yusuke was brainwashed, which is common in pyramid schemes. Or, Kitagawa Yusuke is genuinely unaware of these things, so in his heart, Madarame is indeed his white moonlight. Or, Kitagawa Yusuke himself is also Madarame's accomplice, which explains why all the disciples ran away, but he stayed. Or, he knew very well that Madarame's teacher was in the mansion, and he was in Madarame's territory, so it was impossible for him to say anything bad about Madarame.

But no matter which one it is, the clue can be said to be broken.

It is just a shaky-looking tin house, but it seems like an indestructible fortress.

Several students looked at each other in bewilderment. They couldn't get the information they wanted, but they were unwilling to just go back, so they just stayed there and wandered around the streets.

"Do you think Madarame is actually a good person?"

Takamaki An tentatively raised this possibility.

In the past, Long Si would have been the first to object, but today he was also in a state of deep thought. It seemed that he also felt that the kind-looking old man might actually be a good person.

"It would be nice if there was some way to directly know whether Madarame is good or evil. Just like distinguishing between friend and foe in a game."

Jiang Tianwei complained.

If it is a game, it is usually simple. Enemies and friendly forces are often distinguished by colors. It is clear at a glance. Unfortunately, reality is not as simple as games.

"... to distinguish between friend and foe... isn't there still that trick?"

Amamiya Ren seemed to have thought of something, took out her cell phone from her pocket and opened the Different World Navigation APP.

As soon as he saw the big black and red eyes, Jiang Tianwei understood at once: "Yes, can't we just use this to test whether Madarame has a palace?"

Amamiya Ren stretched out her hand, and several people formed a circle and looked at their phones.

"Name: Madarame Ichisai.".

"Target identified.".

“!”.

Listening to the synthesized voice prompts in the navigation, several people took a deep breath: There is really something wrong with him!

"Location: Tin house! - Madarame's studio!".

"Location confirmed.".

The first two elements are not difficult to guess.

But the third one, that is, what Madarame thought of the tin house, is more difficult to guess.

Several people are neither artists nor do they understand madarame, so they can only try keywords one by one.

After more than ten minutes of trial and error, everyone was a little discouraged. Exhaustive method itself is something that can easily undermine people's self-confidence. What's more, the ordinary exhaustive method is to guess the number, and generally you know the number of digits, so there is still hope. This kind of speculation is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and you don't know it at all!

"What the hell does that damn old man think of the studio?"

Ryuji complained in frustration.

Jiang Tianwei also sighed, "This kind of thing is too difficult to think about without a target. I guess it has something to do with Madarame's personal life. Otherwise, let's go to the [Art Gallery] where Madarame exhibited again, maybe there will be clues."

"Destination confirmed - start navigation!".

Before Jiang Tianwei could finish his sentence, a voice came from the navigation app, and everyone was suddenly attracted to a strange and alien world!

At the same time, at the door of a store across the street, Bai Zhongzhidou changed into a set of burnt brown clothes, wore glasses, and sat on a bench eating snacks.

This is a very common basic camouflage technique. First, when you act in front of others, you should wear clothes that have something in common, usually in color. For example, Naoto usually wears dark blue clothes.

Then, if one day, Naoto suddenly changed into another color of clothes, it would not be so conspicuous. Because in everyone's impression, white Naoto is equal to blue, and now the blue element has disappeared, the brain must spend more energy to lock on to white Naoto.

Naoto's glasses are also a special product. They once played a decisive role in helping him solve a serial murder case in a remote area.

However, ever since that murder case, I thought this pair of glasses would never be useful again, but I didn’t expect to use them here again.

Thanks to the glasses, Naoto clearly saw that the figures of several people were distorted, and then entangled by black and red ribbon-like light, and then the whole person disappeared.

(Before, they were sitting in a circle there, looking at their phones. Were they doing something special with their phones? Only one person took out his phone, but everyone went in, and the surrounding scenery was still there. This can be seen as a phenomenon similar to disappearance, which will affect the people around, but will not affect non-human matter. I am an observer like them, but I was not involved. It can be considered that this disappearance is limited by distance. Can it be considered that this is the method used by the Phantom Thieves to modify their minds?).

Thinking so, Bai Zhong Naoto finished the Taiyaki in his hand, casually pulled out the recruitment magazine next to him, and disguised himself as an idle person looking for a job, but his eyes were fixed on the direction where everyone disappeared.

(The Phantom Thieves, what an interesting organization.)

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Madarame Ikryusai regarded his studio as an art gallery.

There is nothing special about this combination.

At first glance, it seems very natural, nothing distorted, just like it is natural for tourists to see the aquarium as a miniature ocean.

However, only after you go in personally, will you discover the horror of this distorted perception.

In any situation, Madarame would always claim that he was an ordinary painter, with a simple mind and few desires, staying in his own little piece of land, content with his simple poverty.

And how does he feel deep down in his heart about the tin house he lives in...or in other words, how does he view his own art museum?

Has anyone seen what the Louvre looks like?

Just think about that.

The towering buildings that rose from the ground were even more magnificent than the palaces. On the roofs that reached the sky, there were large colorful banners hanging: Japan's best! World-famous! Great Madarame painter! A leader in world aesthetics! There were countless banners of praise like these.

At the entrance of the art gallery, countless shadows were queuing up, and it was impossible to squeeze in...

Is this Madarame's impression of his own studio?

"That old man, is this how he sees himself?!"