Persona: Devil Summoner

"Hey, we're just playing a game, why do we have to fight? You just acted rashly to vent your anger, but it will be bad if it gets out later!"

As soon as Jiang Tianwei said this, the man who beat him snorted and said, "Since you are Long Si's brother, I will spare him."

In fact, Jiang Tianwei knew it clearly in his mind. He was not just thinking about his own face. In fact, he didn't want to fight at all. He was just angry. He probably regretted it when he attacked. Now that he stepped forward, the other party could take advantage of the situation to back off.

Moreover, in many cases, a full-scale war only needs a small fuse. If this person really hits the child, then there is no doubt that it will turn into a war between the two groups, and that will not end with a punishment. On the other hand, Jiang Tianwei stopped him, and without this person who broke out, everyone would still be at peace.

"It's so boring. Let's go! Let's go back."

The leader waved his hand, and the dozen or so young men who were originally surrounding the machine walked away while uttering harsh words, roughly meaning that the people in Akihabara were all cowards who did not dare to fight and could only use the children as shields.

Can Akihabara spare them? He also retorted, saying that the people in Shibuya couldn't even beat a child.

Long Si and Jiang Tianwei mixed in the team dejectedly and walked at the end.

"Sorry, bro.".

"You should be embarrassed. Do you know how long I have been running for you?"

"I know, you are still nice to me!"

Long Si and Jiang Tianwei joked with each other and walked to the streets of Akihabara...

Originally, the story should have ended here...

but……

What's on the streets of Akihabara?

"Hello! Sir, would you like to come to our store and have a seat~~"

I had barely walked thirty steps out when a cute little girl in a maid outfit came over to me in a tone that couldn't be sweeter.

In terms of appearance, he is just above average, but his youthful aura is so stunning that it makes one unable to open their eyes. Long Si swallowed and asked, "Brother, do you want to go?"

"Don't go!".

Jiang Tianwei refused righteously.

It's not that he has a noble character, he just simply has a bit of maid PTSD.

I was afraid that I would see someone I knew in the store again. How embarrassing it would be... Even more embarrassing than meeting a teacher is meeting the head teacher... Even more embarrassing than meeting the head teacher is meeting the dean of academic affairs. Even more embarrassing than meeting the dean of academic affairs is meeting the principal... I mentioned several times before that the principal of Xiujin Academy is a bald old man weighing about 300 to 400 kilograms. If he wore a maid outfit...

"Long Si, you bastard! What did you make me think of!!!"

"Huh?! How would I know?! You can't blame me for this!"

Watching the two quarreling, the maid took a quick look at their conversation and immediately figured out what was going on. Jumping like a rabbit, she ran to Long Si and said, "Master, are you really not going to give it a try? We have all kinds of services here!"

"What, what kind of services are available?!"

Ryuji's nostrils flared at that, like a bull.

At the last maid appreciation meeting, he and Mishima ran away early and didn't even get to see what the maids looked like - and thanks to this, the two of them still have some fantasies about maids.

Jiang Tianwei curled his lips and said, "If you like it, just go by yourself. I have something else to do."

"What can you do for me?".

"What do you care about me? Think carefully. If I go with you, will you still be able to choose 'all services are available'?"

Jiang Tianwei's words made Sakamoto Ryuji give up inviting him, and Ryuji followed the maid happily. Jiang Tianwei could only sincerely wish him to go to a regular store.

(Well, I'll just draw a Gachapon or something and go home.)

Jiang Tianwei thought so and walked towards the station while yawning.

I don't know if it's because today is Maid Day or what, but there was a maid squatting in front of the gashapon machine near the station. She was wearing a white headband, a black dress, a white lace apron, and white stockings. Her face couldn't be seen because her back was facing Jiang Tianwei, but her pair of big fluffy ponytails made Jiang Tianwei hallucinate Kawakami teacher without realizing it.

(It can’t be such a coincidence, right?).

He thought so.

"Ah... I didn't win again... Never mind, this is just my luck."

The maid stood up while complaining, holding a few gashapon balls in her hands. In order to easily spin out the prizes, the prizes are all placed in plastic ball containers, similar to the Pokémon balls. The ones held by the maid were some ordinary-looking plastic figurines, the kind that were used to make up the numbers so that people would not win the grand prize.

"I heard that rare capsule toys can be sold for hundreds of thousands of yen. As expected, one should not take shortcuts... cough cough cough..."

The maid seemed to be in poor health, mumbling and coughing. She seemed to have just noticed someone behind her, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sorry to bother you, I will just... "

The maid responded politely, then turned around and her standard business smile fell...

"I never thought I would meet you in a place like this! Jiang Tianwei."

Yes, as the saying goes, there is no coincidence in the world, this maid is none other than Teacher Sadyo Kawakami.

Now Jiang Tianwei just wants to beat that old guy Murphy to death, because he has nothing to do studying laws all day long!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 120 Chance Encounter

Generally speaking, meeting a maid should be a happy thing, and as a maid, being able to make money by pleasing customers is also a happy thing. These two happy things are intertwined. It should be a dreamlike and wonderful time...but why did it turn out like this?

At this time, Teacher Sadyo Kawakami was not happy at all.

After all, not long ago, she had just told Jiang Tianwei in a cool manner that she wanted to cut off all ties with him, and even admitted with her own mouth that she had lied. She thought that the two of them would never meet privately again in the future, but she didn't expect to meet him in Akihabara so soon.

The two of them were silent, no one spoke, the atmosphere was extremely awkward, only the teacher's occasional coughing brought a little sound.

If you look closely, Kawakami's condition cannot be described as good in any way. Although she used thick makeup to cover her complexion and dark circles, the bloodshot in her eyeballs could not be hidden no matter what. Her pupils also dilated from time to time, which showed that her mental state had been pushed to a desperate situation.

If this continues, no, it won’t work in the long run, but it will definitely cause big problems in the short term.

"Have you caught a cold?"

Jiang Tianwei asked.

"No, just a little cough."

As Teacher Kawakami spoke, she took a step back and reached out to grab her arm. It was not difficult to see from these actions that she was a little resistant.

"Take care of yourself."

"Um.".

The two of them soon finished their conversation. Although Jiang Tianwei really wanted to talk to her more, looking at Teacher Kawakami's expression, it didn't seem like she was willing to chat with him any more.

"Teacher, how much money do you owe them?"

Finally, Jiang Tianwei couldn't help but asked.

“…What will happen if you know?”

"At least we can know what kind of scumbag the other person is."

Teacher Kawakami was silent for a moment, as if she was thinking about whether to tell him. Finally, she seemed to have made up her mind and said, "Ten million."

Jiang Tianwei was stunned, and his astonishment was noticed by Teacher Kawakami. It seemed that this was the effect she wanted. She smiled nonchalantly and said, "You see, this is not a sum of money that can be collected by children playing around. Don't get involved with me, just consider it as a plea from me... cough cough cough..."

Although she wanted to look cool, her body couldn't help but start coughing violently.

Jiang Tianwei was silent.

The teacher is right.

Ten million is not something that can be easily collected. Especially for someone like Jiang Tianwei who earns a daily salary, it is simply a sky-high price.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mr. Kawakami walked away silently. Jiang Tianwei walked towards the station in silence. How could he still have the heart to spin the Gachapon now?

As for Yusuke's lunch? Jiang Tianwei didn't remember it until he opened his door.

I thought Yusuke would urge me, but unexpectedly, after a whole morning, he was still writing furiously, the brush in his hand moving quickly, constantly using various colors of paint to paint a portrait.

Although it is not finished yet, it is obvious that the person Yusuke drew is Master Liu from next door. As expected of a professional painter, even without the old man as a model, he can draw 70% of the likeness by dictation. He used gorgeous warm colors to render the background. At first glance, I thought it was some new type of religious painting. Master Liu was like a kind high priest on the drawing paper, holding a plate of freshly fried vegetables in his hands.

Although the painting was done very well, Kitagawa Yusuke had a worried look on his face. He frowned and stared at the painting in front of him like a hawk...

"No, that's too superficial."

Kitagawa Yusuke said this, stretched out his hand and directly tore the painting off the drawing board, tore it into countless pieces, and threw it on the ground. Judging from the scraps of paper on the ground, he probably repeated this action all morning.

"I think the painting is good..."

Jiang Tianwei said this with regret.

“Why paint when you can just take photos to depict the outside?”.

Kitagawa Yusuke talked about a problem that outsiders often don't understand.

When many laymen look at paintings, the most common comment they make is “the painting looks like the real thing”.

But for artists, just resemblance is not enough. In fact, many art masters do not pursue resemblance. If you look closely at their works, you will find that they are not resembling anything. A typical example is the Cubist Picasso. When he was young, his paintings were very "resemblance" and his level was very high. With the premise of high technology, art masters will begin to pursue "expression".

Many people criticize Picasso, saying that he was a painter who was hyped up by capital. That's because they don't know that Picasso was able to paint quite good paintings before he painted those seemingly abstract things.

For example, it's like the world's best Yasuo deliberately loses to the kid next door when playing a game. This is called magnanimity, not arguing with the kid. If an ordinary person loses to a kid, it can only be said that his level is too low. The difference lies in whether this player has the real ability to dominate the world before losing to the kid.

Unfortunately, Jiang Tianwei was just an ordinary person and didn't understand these things at all, so he decisively gave up on debating art with Yusuke.

"Alright, alright, if you stay here any longer, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in my house anymore. Let's go, I'll treat you to a meal."

Jiang Tianwei ignored Kitagawa Yusuke's objection, hooked his neck, and forcibly dragged him out of his home. If he was left alone to worry about this, who knows how big a mess he would get into.

As for where Jiang Tianwei was going to eat... There weren't many restaurants in the entire Sixuan Teahouse, and coupled with sentimental factors, there was of course only one choice - Lublang.

This coffee shop, hidden in an inconspicuous alley of Shigenjaya, has few customers even though it was once featured in newspapers. The owner, Sakura Sojiro, looks lazy today.

The air conditioner was not turned on very high. Curry was bubbling in the pot in the kitchen. The aroma of coffee and curry mixed together, along with the faint smell of tobacco that always lingered on the boss, creating the scent of rubles.

Like every day, there were not many people in Lublang today, so Jiang Tianwei didn't have to worry about not having a seat whenever he came. As soon as he entered the store, he shouted familiarly, "Two servings of special curry and a cup of cappuccino."

Then he turned to Yusuke and asked, "What do you want? Americano? Blue Mountain? Or the same as mine?"

“Black coffee, please.”

"The taste is really hardcore."

Jiang Tianwei curled his lips, repeated his order, and went to find a place to sit in the house.

It's strange to say, business people always welcome customers with a smile, and although Mr. Sakura is not the kind of person who is very enthusiastic, at least he will never ignore customers. Today, I called out the order from both sides, but I didn't get a response from him.

He looked towards the bar curiously and saw Mr. Sakura, who was also wearing the faded apron that he had worn for many years and washed repeatedly, with his arms folded across his chest, staring at the bar with an unhappy look on his face.

At the bar, a woman with long grey hair, wearing a smart, fitted suit, was sipping a cup of coffee. Next to her, a girl in a police uniform with beautiful short orange hair was eating curry in big mouthfuls.

"Tsk—the guests are here..."

Mr. Sakura made no effort to hide his disgust for the two ladies at the bar and tutted. Although he didn't finish his words, anyone could understand the half sentence he didn't finish, "...When are you leaving?"

But unfortunately, the gray-haired woman was obviously often treated coldly in the workplace, and she didn't take it seriously at all: "Then you go and greet the guests. I'm just here as a guest today."

"Tsk...you're so bold..."

Mr. Sakura looked at the strange duo at the bar, then looked at Jiang Tianwei and Kitagawa Yusuke, who were a strange duo in another sense. He scratched his already sparse hair hard, and as if giving up, he sighed and said, "What do you want, my dear guests?"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 121 Eating Curry at a Cafe

"Curry, it's really good."

Kitagawa Yusuke suddenly said this as he held up a shiny silver metal spoon, which contained brown curry mixed with distinct grains of rice.

It is said that the word curry comes from the word "spice", which originally means a dish made by mixing various spices.

“It’s great to have this all-encompassing color and all the ingredients cooked together.”

Apparently because Jiang Tianwei didn't respond, Kitagawa Yusuke continued his discussion once more, and Jiang Tianwei looked at him awkwardly.

"So, the so-called curry is similar to the universe..."

"Wait, are you waiting for me to complain?"

Jiang Tianwei looked at him awkwardly, not knowing what to complain about at this time.

"Well, I want to express the so-called art--".

"Artists have to eat, too. Come on, eat."

Jiang Tianwei now understood why Kitagawa didn't live in the school dormitory. With his personality, he would definitely not get along with other people in the dormitory. Even if he was an art student, he had to be a serious high school student first, and then a seeker of art.

It seems that Kitagawa was trained by Madarame, a "so-called artist", from a young age, which led to his deviation from the beginning. Although he is not famous yet and his art has not reached its peak, he has learned most of the quirks of the artist.