Tokyo Trickster

"Hehe," the clear pupils of Amamiya Ren and the fireworks blooming behind her were reflected in Shiomi Kotone's eyes.

She smiled, temporarily overwhelming the neon lights in the sky, "Happy New Year, my favorite boy."

Amamiya Ren lowered her head and kissed her on the lips, "Happy New Year."

The 17-year-old Amamiya Ren returned to his hometown with the girl he loved.

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17-year-old Ace: 176. Heaven-fallen, Green Plum (two in one)

"Ex-Calibur!"

A delicate shout was heard through the Bluetooth headset, and Artoria Pendragon released her treasure, wielding the "Sword of Victory and Oath" in her hand, submerging the three pitiful-looking skeletons in a wave of brilliant golden light.

In the dark bedroom, Amamiya Ren turned off her phone and threw it into the bedside table along with the earphones.

Today's FGO ends here.

He held the sleeping Kotone Shiomi in his arms and felt very sleepy.

I packed my luggage in Tokyo in the morning, met a super troublesome woman at noon, drove while tired at night, and ran on the street for half an hour carrying Kotone Shiomi on my back... Even with Amamiya Ren's physical fitness, she must have felt quite tired.

The moonlight fell dimly on the bed, flowing through the fingertips like a stream, shimmering in the whole room. A group photo of three people, a few framed children's graffiti, a Kamen Rider figurine with a dust cover, fluorescent wallpaper of Blue-Eyes White Dragon, a neat bookshelf, a laptop lying on the desk, the keyboard and mouse slowly flickering with colorful lights, an oak floor with some water stains, and a bunch of bright roses in a red vase.

Amemiya Ren watched the delicate and fair cheeks of Shiomi Kotone changing slightly with her even breathing...Shiomi Kotone always liked to tremble her eyebrows and nose, then purse her lips and shrink into his arms, with a faint smile floating on her face. Her long eyelashes cast a fine shadow like a rice ear, and her pearly lips were pursed into a thin crescent, as slender and light as a guitar string, making people unable to help but reach out to pluck it.

And that’s exactly what he did.

When my fingers touched the moist and soft surface, they were blocked by the teeth when they tried to go deeper.

Shiomi Kotone dazedly held his index finger in her mouth and sucked it subconsciously.

A little too cute. Amamiya Ren thought, and she couldn't get enough of seeing Shiomi Kotone's sleeping face.

This guy's appearance is not inferior to that of a supernatural being like Lavenda... Amamiya Ren is not obsessed with looks, he is simply shocked that Xi Jianqin's charm level is second only to his own... It is forbidden to explore the truth of the last sentence, the one who is awake has the final say.

When the weather is freezing cold, being able to fall asleep hugging a large 37-degree pillow is really a happy thing.

The advantages are obvious: she is a beautiful girl who is pleasing to the eye and you can do whatever you want with her at night.

Disadvantages: You have to pay attention to your sleeping posture when sleeping to avoid pressing down on her hair.

If Shiomi Kotone woke up the next day and found that a clump of her hair had been broken by Amamiya Ren...for a girl, this would be something very difficult to forgive.

Amamiya Ren turned over and let Shiomi Kotone rest her head on his chest. With his physical fitness, he could easily support an entire concrete wall with one hand without changing his expression. What's more, the girl of the same age in his arms weighed less than 100 kilograms.

Hey, I still can’t sleep.

The Phantom Thief put his arms around Shiomi Kotone's waist and played with her round and straight thighs somewhat restlessly.

But my thoughts drifted to today's noon.

After packing his luggage, Amamiya Ren ordered a bowl of signature pork bone at the ramen restaurant Shigenjaya. While the kitchen was busy and he wanted to save battery on his phone, he had no choice but to hug and joke with Shiomi Kotone.

Suddenly, I felt that the surroundings were very quiet, and I was used to it. This was the "cold tide" that they often encountered when they went out. Because Shiomi Kotone was a girl who was so beautiful that anyone would feel ashamed of themselves, just like Amamiya Ren who took off her disguise could easily charm women aged 6 to 30.

She has to disguise herself every time she goes out, which results in people looking at her not with envy and admiration for their "talented man and beautiful woman", but with jealousy that makes her want to drain the blood out of Amamiya Ren.

Recently, Amamiya Ren, who is obsessed with "Blue Protocol", occasionally brags in the guild group that his girlfriend is so beautiful that she can make fish sink to the bottom of the moon and geese fall to the ground, and the moon hide in shame...

(Hot knowledge: "Blue Protocol" is a popular Japanese 2D MMORPG game. Developed and operated by Bandai Namco Online. Because of its strong animation style and excellent gameplay, it immediately received widespread attention after the launch of the server.)

It always attracts a lot of criticism such as "You can fool your brothers, but don't fool yourself" and "It's not time to go to bed yet, dreaming too early may mean your kidneys are not in good condition."

At this time, Amamiya Ren would hug Kotone Shiomi who was sitting in his arms and take a photo together, "I won't pretend anymore, I'm Kurusu Akatsuki, and this is my girlfriend Kotone Shiomi."

It was childish, but also very youthful. Shiomi Kotone had no opinion on this. Instead, she was very excited to play with Amamiya Ren, and even gave advice and tried every means to stimulate the netizen's heart.

The vice president of the guild, one of the few female players who is a fanatical fan of Amamiya Ren, left this famous quote in the chat group:

You are not as talented as Amamiya Ren in study, your test deviation score is not as high as his, your appearance is not as good as his, and you are not even as young as him. You can't sleep with a beautiful girl of the same age who is willing to wear COS costumes for you and loves you sincerely. You can only be inferior to Amamiya Ren in this life. Every night, you curl up in the dark bed, biting your collar and crying, jealously thinking that Amamiya Ren is really damned. The next day, when you wake up and see the laughter and scolding in the guild group, you can only force a smile and pretend to be unaware of the jokes and repeat them with the group members. One day, you saw the disguised Amamiya Ren walking by with a beautiful girl in his arms on the streets of Shibuya. You finally couldn't stand it anymore, walked up to him, and said with inferiority and pathos, "Hi, the weather is so nice today. You are Mr. Kurusu Akatsuki, right? Is this your new girlfriend?"

I was so jealous that my back teeth were broken. Okumura Haru looked at Amamiya Ren's blog. The latest update was him introducing his new girlfriend, Kotone Shiomi, to his fans.

Everyone is curious whether Amamiya Ren and Tomori Nao broke up.

“@来栖晓” quickly responded: “We didn’t break up.”

The concise and to the point statement triggered a wave of public opinion. Instead of condemning Amamiya Ren's love, people were seriously discussing how many girlfriends he would have before graduating from high school.

Those teenage idols who have to hide their love lives in secret are so jealous that their eyes turn red and they wish they could take her place.

You are all public figures. Why can you get approval and support from the media and even the mainstream society for publicly announcing your relationship with your fans or even having a harem? Even popular government members don't get this treatment.

Unfortunately, no one has the ability of Amamiya Ren, who at the age of 17, with an impeccable handsome face and capital, became a sensation in the publishing industry.

Shiomi Kotone's voice and body temperature gradually faded away.

When Amamiya Ren opened her eyes again, the ramen shop was empty.

The store opened and closed, and a woman wearing a baseball cap tilted to one side and dressed loosely sat down opposite Amamiya Ren with a bowl of beef rice.

"Long time no see, Miss Woyan."

Woyan Izuko put down his bowl and chopsticks, "The great writer has been doing well recently."

“It depends on how you define it.”

"Haha," she laughed, "Let's make a deal."

"Why did you come to me at this time?" Amamiya Ren had the answer in his heart, but he just didn't say it. He asked first, pretending to be ignorant. Because Woyan Izu Lake seemed to know the secrets of the whole world, and saying less in front of her would lead to fewer mistakes.

Woyan Izuko stared at him for a long while. "You are looking for a way to quickly and dramatically become stronger in order to deal with the impending disaster."

"Your efficiency in obtaining intelligence always makes people feel incredible."

"I know everything." Woyan Izuko added, "This is an ability that comes with a curse. Oshino should have mentioned it to you."

Amamiya Lian hesitated for a few seconds, "What price do I need to pay?"

"A little bit of guilt." Woyan Izuko picked up a piece of stewed beef brisket with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

"It shouldn't be a prerequisite like bullying a little girl, right?"

"Hmm..." Wo Yan Izu Lake looked thoughtful, "Guess?"

Boom boom boom, boom boom.

There was a knock on the door.

Amemiya Ren put her arms around Shiomi Kotone's waist and combed her long hair.

The girl opened her eyes half asleep, greedily hugged her boyfriend tightly, and rubbed her soft cheek against Amamiya Ren's neck like a spoiled child.

"Who will open the door?" Xijian Qinyin bit his collarbone lightly. She enjoyed Amamiya Ren's touch very much. She closed her eyes and looked at him tenderly.

"You should sleep a little longer," Amamiya Ren hugged her helplessly and pushed her under him, then he left the warm bed, sat at the head of the bed and began to change his clothes.

When Xijian Qinyin saw that Amamiya Ren was wearing slim-fitting trousers and a turtleneck sweater, which seemed quite abstinent, the more she looked at him, the more she liked him. She felt itchy in her heart, but she was also a little afraid of the cold, so she suddenly covered Amamiya Ren with a quilt and pulled him back into the bed.

"Don't move," the girl's bright eyes flickered, "I'll tidy it up for you..."

"Haven't you touched enough yet?" Yu Gong Lian thought that this guy was really a female hooligan, coveting his angular muscles every day.

"Just a little while. Just a little while."

"Will I not have to get out of bed in a little while?"

"Ah. Do you want to start now?" Xijian Qinyin wanted to do some morning exercise. The cold winter always makes people more enthusiastic about exercise. Obviously, she was still sleepy and her head was dizzy. She didn't realize how shameless she was doing.

"Just behave yourself!" Amamiya Ren pushed her back into the quilt, rubbed her face hard, then lowered her head and kissed the corner of her thin mouth.

Shiomi Kotone smiled dreamily, hugged Amamiya Ren's neck and kissed his cheek, "I love you the most."

Xiao Congyu, who had left the Velvet Room at some point, stood aside and covered her eyes, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything..."

Although Cong Yu felt that Xi Jian Qin Yin was most likely pretending to be stupid, but... this is really cute!

She was thinking, when the person outside the door came into the house, would Xijian Qinyin be able to continue pretending... Oh no, she couldn't think about it anymore, it was too immoral!

Amamiya Ren had already left the bed, walked towards the door in her cotton slippers, and looked out through the peephole. "Who is it?"

There was nothing behind the door.

There was another knock on the door.

Amamiya Ren had no choice but to turn the door handle.

A girl with pigtails and big round-framed glasses suddenly jumped up from her squatting position. Judging from her outfit, it seemed as if she was deliberately trying to hide her beauty, but she was as agile as a tabby cat, as clear as snow in the twelfth lunar month, and as independent as plum blossoms in the first lunar month.

She smiled slyly and turned around, "Your good friend, Hanekawa Tsubasa~"

"I thought that at least Araragi Koyomi or his two sisters would visit first." Amamiya Ren was a little surprised.

Tsubasa Hanekawa took off her little leather shoes with velvet lining, wrapped her delicate feet in black cotton stockings, and stepped into the slippers that Amamiya Ren had prepared for her.

She lifted the edge of her stockings, which were a little tight. Her well-proportioned thighs showed a hint of flesh in their slenderness, which made people want to play with them.

Amemiya Ren had played enough with Shiomi Kotone last night. Even though she was experiencing this situation right now, it was only because of the influence of Kamoshida's ghost that she was having wild thoughts.

To be honest, Hanekawa Tsubasa could be considered his childhood sweetheart. After all, they had known each other since junior high school.

What should we do now?

Hanekawa Tsubasa smiled and said, "Teacher Kurusu Akatsuki, when can you introduce me to your new girlfriend in the bedroom?"

The most fatal blow, Hanekawa Tsubasa always keeps an eye on Amamiya Ren's movements in Tokyo.

Is it a showdown between Tianjiang and Qingmei? Amamiya Ren can only hope that the friendship between him and Hanekawa Tsubasa will not deteriorate into an ambiguous color because of the separation of one semester -

The situation he worried about finally happened.

The class monitor among class monitors, Hanekawa Tsubasa, came with an aggressive attitude this time.

Kotone Shiomi, who was sitting on the bed playing with her cell phone, raised her head and looked at Hanekawa Tsubasa who broke into the bedroom.

"Lian, is this the old friend you mentioned?"

"Yes," Hanekawa Tsubasa smiled sweetly, "I am Amamiya-san and we were very good friends during junior high school."

Kotone Shiomi had been prepared to tolerate Amamiya Ren's messy emotional life since New Year's Eve, but she couldn't help but say, "Do you want to talk to me alone? It's really hard for you to pretend like this. Top student."

She has a pretty good understanding of Hanekawa Tsubasa.

And Hanekawa Tsubasa has also analyzed the personality of the girl Kotone Shiomi through the Internet.

"Amemiya-san, can you let me talk to your girlfriend alone?" Hanekawa Tsubasa looked at Amemiya Ren at the door.

The thief didn't know why girls could have so many complicated conversations. He felt dizzy, picked up his Switch and left the house.

Leave space for the two girls.

The war between the Skyfall and Green Plum factions is about to break out...

(I was too busy today and was out all day, so I'll just update it to 4k words.)

(Information that can be disclosed for the time being:)

([The Hanged Man] Hanekawa Tsubasa; [Moon] Oshino Shinobi; [Tower] Araragi Calendar)

(The events of Araragi Koyomi and other characters in this book will be properly arranged to match the background setting of P5)

17-year-old Ace: 177. What does secret love taste like (two in one)

If you ask the teachers at Naoetsu Private High School who is the best student in history, they will answer "Amamiya Ren" without hesitation.

Similarly, if you ask the current best student at Naoetsu High School, you will get the answer "Hekawa Tsubasa".

Before becoming the "perfect class monitor" and "full marks in all subjects" "Hekawa Tsubasa", this girl who always wore pigtails, school uniforms, and dressed in a deliberately rustic way, experienced a life that was absurd and depressing that her peers could hardly imagine.

Many years ago in the summer, Hanekawa Tsubasa first visited the building in front of him.

The little girl with a bruised face and nose covered the corner of her mouth which was oozing blood, and with her other hand held a pair of glasses with broken lenses and deformed frames, she walked aimlessly on the noisy street filled with the chirping of cicadas.

Being beaten and kicked by his father is a helpless situation that is hard to resist. For Hanekawa Tsubasa's family, enduring verbal and physical violence from their loved ones to vent their emotions has become a common occurrence.

She did not hide in a corner and cry bitterly. Even when her father slapped her hard and slammed her head against the wall, she just raised her bleeding head, smiled and said to her father, "It's wrong to hit a girl like this." Then she left the house briskly, saying that Naoetsu had recently opened a new community and she wanted to visit it and write a review as an entry for the school essay competition.

This is a newly developed community located at the very edge of Naoetsu. The air is filled with the smell of sawdust, a scent that is sweet yet bitter like walnuts.

A boy of the same age placed a chair and sat on the street. Wearing goggles, he was skillfully operating a hand saw to cut a wooden stake.

At first glance, he seems precocious and sensible, but if you look closely at his surroundings, you will wonder how this guy can be so abstract - a boy of elementary school age, with a radio on his workbench that plays the course guide of "Junior High School English", his hands never stop fiddling with the wood, and he is still reciting the text of the Chinese book.

She stared at the strange scene in blank confusion.

Until the boy suddenly took off his goggles and sneezed behind him, the cutting sound mixed with the cicada's cry finally stopped.