Tokyo Trickster

"Yomiuri Shimbun! Mr. Kurusu Akatsuki, today our front page of the newspaper..."

"TBS TV is reporting for you! This is the Shibuya Central Street Shoei Publishing House..."

With the joint efforts of the Okumura Group and the Daidoji Group, Amemiya Ren's new work received quite exaggerated promotion and publicity. Coupled with the excellent writing quality, the vivid story content that seemed as if it were a personal experience, the combination of horror adventure, magical fantasy, social reflection, humanistic thinking and other elements, covered a range of reading groups from junior high school students to middle-aged people, and it was sold out in just a few days.

The printing factory has been operating in two shifts these days, but there is still some shortage of supply.

The media has begun to hype it up.

Even the "Xiaozhong Culture Society", which they had always been at odds with, specially arranged for reporters to come and knock on the door humbly with gifts, hoping to interview Amamiya Ren.

The official Twitter account of ATLUS agency released a series of MVs, including "Life Will Change" and "Rivers In the Desert". The main actors are the agency's artist Kurusu Akira. The plot is mainly about his experience of living alone in a Western country. The blonde beauty who appeared many times in the film has sparked heated discussions on the Internet.

"That girl is so pretty, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a nice figure, but her face is more oriental. She looks like a character from an anime."

"I think her name is Takamaki An... I heard she's in the same class as Kurusu Akatsuki."

"That's great. I think I'll have many opportunities to meet Kurusu Akatsuki-sensei, right?"

"Kurisu Akatsuki doesn't seem to go to school very often."

"Well, I'm very jealous anyway."

I don’t know who the object of this “jealousy” is.

Amamiya Ren was too lazy to even smile. She just stood in the spotlight with a straight face, holding her novel. "First of all, I should thank my editor-in-chief Gao Canbei, and then thank..."

There was no ups and downs in the tone, revealing a strong perfunctory attitude.

But this is the effect he wants.

The more distinctive a person's personality is and the more he or she tends to throw tantrums, the more the media will hype him or her up, and the better his or her reputation on the Internet will be.

Only a 17-year-old best-selling author like this could fit the stereotype.

"He never mentions his school at all," the showy principal slumped in his office chair, his big belly making his suit bulge out.

"After all, Shujin is just an insignificant accessory to Amemiya-san... With his talent and reputation, any high school in Tokyo would beg for him to join." The instructor put his hands in his pockets, feeling that the older he got, the weaker his body became. He occasionally felt cold even when standing in a down jacket in the heated office.

"I really need to find a way to tie him down..." The principal patted his growing belly, "What do genius writers like?"

"It's romantic."

The principal stopped talking. He looked at the instructor and had a plan in mind.

"This... isn't a good idea. If the truth is revealed, we might become the next 'Kome Shida'." The instructor scratched his graying shaved head.

"Why should Kurusu Akatsuki's romantic relationship involve the school's management?" The principal rubbed his fat chin, "We are just supporting the love between young people."

"You are really... unscrupulous." The instructor smiled and said, "I will help you find a candidate."

"That's reassuring."

How can this make people feel at ease?!

Amamiya Ren stood in the messy secret base, looking sadly at Kitagawa Vsuke and Morgana who were fighting with each other.

The art student and the black cat separated almost the moment Amamiya Ren pushed the door open, and sat down obediently in front of him.

"Captain!"

"Boss Amamiya!"

The world-weary heart writes the postscript of the eagle's successor

The thief looked up at the ceiling. The chandelier was still shaking. He thought for a while and said, "Tell me, who started it first?"

Morgana and Kitagawa Vsuke looked at each other and pointed at each other at the same time.

"It was Kitagawa who provoked us first!"

"MONA was the one who interrupted my painting first!"

Kitagawa Vsuke's eyes widened, and he was shaking with anger. "You damn thief cat!"

Morgana's hair stood on end, his tail wagging in anger, "You Martian man with paint in his head!"

"So who started it?"

"He (it)!" the man and the cat said in unison.

Amamiya Ren applauded, "That's great, you two should be punished together."

Morgana's expression changed drastically, "I am really wronged!"

Kitagawa V-jie showed horror on his face, "I absolutely have no intention of destroying the base!"

"It's not your fault," Amamiya Lian looked at Morgana, who seemed to have been pardoned.

"It's not your fault," Amamiya Ren looked at Kitagawa Vsuke.

He paused, and raised his voice by several decibels. "You two are the only ones in the base. You two did nothing wrong. Is it someone else's fault?!"

Kitagawa Vsuke and Morgana were trembling all over, continuing to sit in the ground, stumbling in their last desperate struggle.

"Okay, stop talking," Amamiya Ren cracked her knuckles, "I think it's my fault after all."

"I shouldn't have left you two idiots at the base for spring break..." He slowly approached Kitagawa Vsuke and Morgana.

Behind Amamiya Ren are crumbling bookshelves, a headless Iron Man figurine, a lame Batman, overturned tables and chairs, and snack bags scattered all over the floor.

"Joker..."

"Captain..."

"There's no point in talking any more. Just go to hell."

Amamiya Ren sneered and lifted up Kitagawa Vsuke by the back of his collar and Morgana by the back of his neck.

Heart-wrenching screams were heard from the excellent soundproof walls of the secret base.

After half an hour.

Two ropes were hanging with two salted fishes, which were listening to Ryuji Sakamoto's nagging.

The number one salty fish, Kitagawa Vsuke, showed an expression that was worse than death.

Salted Fish No. 2 Morgana twisted his butt and spun in the air... and then was pushed twice by Amamiya Lian, spinning even faster.

"Do you know you're wrong?" Amamiya Lian asked calmly. Sometimes he felt like he was really taking care of a child.

Forget Morgana, he was indeed a little brat, but how did Kitagawa Vsuke manage to be assimilated by this cat? He really wanted to open the tops of their heads to see if there were any special magnets hidden inside.

"Got it~" he replied with a long tail tone.

"What's wrong?" asked Amamiya Ren again.

The two salted fish hanging on the ceiling were speechless.

"Okay, okay, you admit your mistakes and make the same mistake again next time. You are really something," Amamiya Ren's eyes were fierce. "This spring break, you will come with me to Naoetsu."

I just don't believe it. I'm watching you two all the time. You can still do something fancy like this -

No, the most terrifying thing is to bring Kitagawa Vsuke and Morgana with him.

Just take them apart.

"Shiomi," Amamiya Ren turned her head, "enroll Kitagawa Vsuke in a spring break cram school. Even if you are an art student, your academic performance can't be too bad."

Kitagawa's face looked pale.

"Sakamoto," Amamiya Ren patted his shoulder, "Morgana is in your hands."

"Oh, leave it to me!" Ryuji Sakamoto puffed out his chest.

Ryuji Sakamoto's mother has been discharged from the hospital. She is very grateful to Ren Amamiya for her help in all aspects...she even knitted a set of Christmas stockings for him.

Of course, they nearly killed Tokyo's most famous high school student on Christmas Day.

So when spring break came, Amamiya Ren packed her luggage, put Souma Maru in a gun bag, took Shiomi Kotone on a brand new motorcycle, and started her journey of driving without a license, with her destination being Naoetsu.

Naoetsu is a city on the sea.

Even in the deep winter at the end of December, it is rare to see heavy snow.

The sound of the sea tide overlaps, stirring between the distant lighthouse and the nearby town, like a sad and sorrowful aria.

Pale birch forests, dark towers, gloomy alleys, bright yellow street lights, and a bustling market scene. Girls in kimonos can already be seen walking back and forth in front of various shops.

This is New Year's Eve.

Elliptical parking lot.

Amemiya Ren jumped off the motorcycle carrying the gun bag containing Murasame Maru. His windbreaker was stained with a lot of snowflakes, which have now melted, leaving dark watermarks on the fabric.

Xiao Congyu was floating in the air and swaying around. Her white feet occasionally kicked Amamiya Lian's head, probably on purpose.

Xijian Qinyin stood up from the back seat, her head still a little dizzy. She had been bumping around in the cold wind mixed with snowflakes for nearly three hours. It took a lot of willpower for her to resist vomiting.

"Is this your hometown?" She leaned against Amamiya Ren, her eyes wandering between the deep sky and the inky vast sea in the distance.

There was no cry of seagulls, only the sound of waves crashing against the stone bridge, making a deafening roar.

A lonely fishing boat drifted at the end of the sight, and the rippling sea reflected the colorful city.

"Unfortunately, my parents are traveling around the world," Amamiya Lian hung up the phone on the side of the road and smiled at her helplessly, "There's still no news of them preparing to come home."

"There's no need to be so anxious about meeting the parents. We have plenty of time..." Xijian Qinyin said this, but she was actually extremely anxious.

If she missed this rare opportunity, maybe she wouldn't be the only girl returning to Naoetsu next time.

She sacrificed her Christmas date time in exchange for the opportunity to accompany Amamiya Ren back to her hometown.

Damn it, Lavenda must have known that Amamiya Ren's parents were away, so she agreed to the deal.

Xijian Qinyin gritted her teeth and felt that Lavenda was worthy of being the assistant of the Velvet Room. She was really scheming.

"Are you still daydreaming?" Amamiya Ren took her hand and walked towards the bright town. "I don't think I've bought you a kimono yet. Let's go pick one out together."

He actually knows everything, but dares not say it.

I can only hope that I don't run into those troublesome girls later.

Otherwise, he really didn't dare to imagine what terrible things the mentally unbalanced Shiomi Kotone would do at night.

Amamiya Ren suddenly turned on her phone, "Ah, the New Year is coming."

He thought in astonishment, "It seems we are too late to watch the fireworks."

"There's still half an hour left." Xi Jian Qinyin nudged his waist with her elbow, "Let's run."

Yu Gong Lian suddenly hugged her around the waist and said, "Watch me perform."

"Scumbag." Shiomi Kotone knew that this guy was coaxing her, so she buried her blushing face in his arms. In the end, she did not pursue the other party's "select all" answer between the "three girls".

She already knew about Cong Yu's existence, and had also heard from Lavenda about the special meaning of "Cong Yu" to Amamiya Ren. She finally gave in, but she must have felt sour and uncomfortable in her heart.

It's like a little girl who finally found a rare toy, and was forced by others to take some of it and give it to strange children in the amusement park.

Amamiya Ren ran wildly on the street, thanks to [Orion]. Although it has become a line of signatures in the Velvet Room register, the training and gains left to Amamiya Ren have never disappeared...

Someone is already lighting fireworks.

They soar into the sky and bloom into gorgeous flowers in the dark night.

The running couple gradually stopped.

"It's so beautiful." Xijian Qinyin looked into the sky.

"It's a pity that I couldn't let you change into a kimono." Amamiya Ren felt a little regretful.

"That's enough," the girl from another time and space seemed to have mist in her eyes. Perhaps it was the first time that she could rely on warmth and witness this beautiful scene at the moment of the change of a year.

"Next year..."

"Let's watch the fireworks in Tokyo next year," Shiomi Kotone said, as if accepting her fate. "Sure enough, falling in love with a playboy like you is my biggest misfortune."

She punched Amamiya Ren's chest hard, "I hate you."

"What now?" Yu Gong Lian felt a little pain. This guy really had no strength to hold back.

"I don't hate it now." said Shiomi Kotone.

"You keep stepping on my feet, which makes this statement seem a bit hypocritical."

"You are the most hypocritical fellow," the girl in his arms suddenly turned around, jumped up, and put her legs around Amamiya Ren's waist. Like an octopus, she hugged his neck and bit his mouth viciously, "You'd better not have false feelings for me."

"Of course, I wouldn't dare lie to a beautiful devil."