Tokyo Trickster

New limbs grew rapidly, visibly to the naked eye, while the severed limbs melted away like ice and snow.

She stared closely at Amamiya Ren's movements, and as soon as the opponent showed the slightest flaw, she would immediately transform her regenerating arm into a weapon and attack him.

That's exactly what I was thinking.

The field of vision suddenly split into two.

Her head was cut off...

The vampire was extremely shocked.

What is this? Her lips moved, probably like this, as she was asking a question.

Amamiya Ren did not answer her, but just assumed the Iai stance again.

The waves hit the bridge again.

The vampire disappeared in the all-encompassing white mist.

She probably ran away.

With the help of the [Eye of Fool], I was able to barely capture the vampire blending into the waves, turning into a shadow, and disappearing into the darkness of the bridge.

The palms of Amamiya Lian's hands holding Cong Yuwan were full of sweat. He felt that he could not beat the vampire in front of him. This was the absolute gap between the races.

The feedback Cong Yuwan got when he cut was like cutting a mountain.

And with such amazing physical fitness, he can also achieve instant regeneration.

Plus the ability to change shape at will and merge into shadows at will, as long as she understands the limits of her ability to pause time...

"Anyway, I survived. I was lucky enough to scare her."

Amamiya Ren did not forget the gaze the vampire gave her before he left.

It was an instinctive panic of being marked by a predator.

Vampires are a myth that feeds on humans. They follow this rule and are "enemies of humans" in every sense of the word.

The water splashed on her body, quickly devouring her body temperature in the cold winter, causing Amamiya Ren to shiver inadvertently.

The rainstorm finally came, and thick lightning flashed in the dark sky.

"You look so energetic, did something good happen?" The man in wooden clogs shook his Hawaiian shirt, and the inverted cross pendant on his earlobe swayed in the storm. He touched his chin, "It looks like you have survived a disaster."

Yu Gong Lian rubbed his wrist with a cold expression, "It was indeed arranged by Miss Wo Yan, right? It just happened that I encountered the vampire at this time, giving you the opportunity to succeed in your plan."

"Oh my, your insight is still as exaggerated as always," Shinobuo Yao applauded, then fished out a beating, bright red object from his pocket, "This is the result of my labor."

"The heart of a vampire."

"Correct!" Shinobu Yoru stuffed the heart back into his pocket. He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but the rainstorm came and filled his pocket with seawater. His lighter was soaked. "Actually, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to steal it so easily."

He sighed, "Your current fighting power is really amazing. You can actually fight against the legendary "iron-blooded, hot-blooded, cold-blooded vampire" head-on, and even have a considerable advantage."

"To be honest, if she hadn't run away, you might not have seen me."

"Hahaha," Shinobu Yao laughed exaggeratedly, then brushed off the rain on his face, "Boy, you're not really thinking of defeating her head-on, are you?"

Amamiya Ren carefully stroked the blade of Cong Yuwan's sword with her palm, "Who knows."

If Cong Yu had not been channeling divine power to strengthen the blade, the divine sword would probably have broken in the first collision.

"Tell me in detail about the vampire and why she suddenly attacked me," Amamiya Lian didn't bring an umbrella, so she could only walk home soaking wet, "and the content of the deal that Miss Woyan mentioned."

Shinobu Yoru took a step forward, following him through the puddles. "Well, where should I start... First of all, her name is Kiss-shot Yaselaurion Bladeheart. The most powerful vampire in the world. She is called 'the weirdest of the weird', 'the weird killer', 'the king of weird'... If you have no reference for this, just imagine her as Akado in 'Hell Song'."

"She must be afraid of the sun."

"How can there be a vampire who is not afraid of the sun?" Oshino Yao scratched the water that had covered his ankles.

"Who knows," Amamiya Ren shrugged, "After all, he is the 'strongest'. Maybe he can become an ultimate creature that ignores the sun..."

"This rainstorm is the result of the noise caused by your world over there," Shinobu Yoru pointed at the rain curtain that was like a waterfall above his head. The sound of the rain was so loud that his voice seemed blurred.

Amamiya Ren moved closer to him, "Take your information in exchange."

Oshino Yama's voice disappeared in the heavy rain.

There were no vehicles on the cross-sea bridge hit by the typhoon, only two tiny figures walking in the desolate place...

A sneeze.

Amamiya Ren turned sideways and sneezed.

He lay in bed, feeling exhausted.

Xijian Qinyin pinched his shoulders with both heartache and amusement to help relieve the muscle strain caused by the high-intensity sword swinging.

"Ah, how many degrees is it now?" Amamiya Ren grabbed Shiomi Kotone's free little hand and played with it in her palm.

The temperature gun was pressed against his forehead, making a beeping sound.

"It's 38 degrees, can you please take care of yourself?" the girl's reproachful voice lingered in the ears, making people feel itchy in their hearts.

Amamiya Ren was also confused as to why she suddenly became weak.

Logically speaking, the sudden temperature difference would not have any effect on him at all.

But as if his strength was drained away by something strange, he became weak overnight and found himself sick when he woke up in the morning.

My whole body feels lazy and listless, as if I had inadvertently performed extremely high-frequency and intense exercise. Every muscle is trembling and sore, and I can't muster any strength.

Lying in bed and enjoying the careful care of his girlfriend, he reluctantly got out of bed and washed up, then hugged Shiomi Kotone and curled up in the quilt to enjoy hibernation.

The windows were covered with winding streams of water, like a group of twisting snakes.

Amamiya Ren slept until the afternoon. When she opened her eyes, Xijian Qinyin was no longer in her arms. She felt a little more energetic, so she folded the quilt, changed her clothes and prepared to go out.

"Shiomi," he looked at his girlfriend who was playing Switch in the living room, "I'm going out for a while."

Kotone Shiomi, who was concentrating on playing Smash Bros., quit the game without any hesitation and glared at him angrily, "What on earth are you thinking about in this weather? You're a patient!... I'll go with you."

The prompt "Ranking dropped: no.201→no.202" appeared on the TV screen.

This is the qualifying match for Kotone Shiomi to sprint to the top 200 on the Sumamate list.

She had an overwhelming advantage, but she gave up the game without hesitation just because the sick Amamiya Ren wanted to go out.

If a gamer is willing to give up an important ranked match in the PVP mode without hesitation because of care and concern, it means that you are extremely important to her.

Amamiya Ren, who originally wanted to refuse Shiomi Kotone's participation in the ghost story, finally opened her mouth and nodded silently, "I'm afraid I have to ask you to take good care of me."

"Is this a commission from Mr. Oshino?" Kotone Shiomi straightened Amemiya Ren's collar, then found a few warming patches in the drawer of the living room and stuffed them into the lining of his down jacket.

"Well, there's something dangerous that needs to be dealt with."

"I see..." She thought of the invaded Impression Space and the Velvet Room, "I have to go, right?"

"Completing this commission will give me a better chance of winning. I have no reason to refuse." Amamiya Ren adjusted the ribs of her umbrella. "The situation has become so bad that I can't escape or give in."

Ten hours ago.

Lavenda stood in the messy Velvet Room, and she began to sort out the damaged books in distress.

Hmm? She found a letter stuck in the crooked crack of the door.

Different from the red background and black text in the Phantom Thieves' preview letter.

This letter was in stark contrast, with red characters on a black background. In the bloody handwriting, it read:

[To. The current generation of trickster of the Velvet Room. Mr. Amamiya Ren. This is the first time I write such a letter, and the style is casual: I have taken away the existence of your friend, perhaps you can feel this from the gaps in your memory and the contradictions in your cognition.]

[If you want to save their lives, please arrive at the "real Naoetsu" before January 1th. ]

【Throw thirty silver coins at the God's place, and wait for your arrival from the void. 】

【Respectfully presented to the Savior’s disciple, the rebel Judas.】

[Finally, I would like to add: I am not someone who likes to sleep in. Just as your duty is to steal the twisted desires in people's hearts and make them repent... What I am most passionate about is to steal the treasures that people often overlook in their daily lives, and deliberately wake them up, so that they will regret it for the rest of their lives.]

This was a challenge from a "god" who could travel through time and space at will. This was an undisguised threat.

A character like "Judas" would probably be a hidden BOSS of the finale level in any RPG game.

The apprentice hero Amamiya Lian, who had just left the Novice Village, was holding the divine sword [Chronos] that the village chief had dug out from some graveyard, and was ready to charge at "Judas".

He must do everything he can to make himself stronger before the inevitable challenge comes.

17-Year-Old Ace: 179. Becoming a Vampire (8.4K words)

"You really know everything."

"I don't know everything, I just happen to know it."

This was a conversation that Hanekawa Tsubasa once had with his classmates.

In the teaching building of Naoetsu Private High School, the perfect monitor who was trapped here by the typhoon looked at the waterfall-like rain washing on the windows with some distress, making crackling sounds. The teaching building and the playground were empty, and the lead-colored clouds pushed in from the coastline, filling the sky. The school flag of "Shujin High School" trembled in the storm.

The ceiling light of the classroom shone on her body, making her look sickly pale.

Hanekawa Tsubasa lowered his eyes and looked at the screen of his mobile phone. The phone book was empty. "Parents", "Friends", "Teachers"... all the names that could be contacted disappeared.

I tried to call the police, but there was only a short busy tone over the speaker.

The fire department couldn't be reached either.

There is nothing in the social software and no APP can be found in the mobile app store.

No matter what terms you enter into the browser, all you get is a blank.

She looked at the white playground, which was filled with mist, blocking her view of the outside world. The lights on the roof of the teaching building in the distance were submerged in the thick fog, with a faint spherical halo showing through, as if she was in London in the winter of the 20th century.

Perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope in her heart, Hanekawa Tsubasa opened the dial-up page on her mobile phone and tried to contact that special boy.

Still a busy tone.

She didn't know if she had a chance to escape the storm. There seemed to be some horrible creature wandering outside the teaching building. Creepy chewing sounds came from the overwhelming water curtain, and the noise of muscles being crushed and bones breaking mixed with the heavy rain.

Hanekawa Tsubasa thought helplessly. Isn't this already an unknown thing? It's completely beyond expectations and common sense.

A few hours ago, she was watching TV at Amamiya Ren's house, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself in an unfamiliar classroom.

This school and this storm are a cage, and Hanekawa Tsubasa is a lonely prisoner.

She stood in front of the window and gave herself a gentle smile in the window glass. She did not reach out to push or pull the window. After careful consideration, she decided to struggle as much as possible before the danger came.

We must find a way to escape from here.

As an excellent student, it is the "right" thing to do to actively stay away from dangerous places.

Without showing any panic or fear, Hanekawa Tsubasa turned the door handle of the classroom and walked into the dim corridor.

The sound of metal door hinges rubbing against each other echoed in the empty corridor, like the shrill cry of a baby.

......

The heavy rain almost crushed the umbrella.

The thin ribs of the umbrella creaked under the heavy weight.

Before it collapsed, Amamiya Ren and Shiomi Kotone hurried into the tram station.

"Can the train still be used during a typhoon?"

"Maybe," Amamiya Ren threw the broken umbrella into the trash can, "after all, we came here just for a dangerous commission."

He hugged Shiomi Kotone and kissed her forehead, "Help me guard the entrance, there may be enemies later."

"What kind of enemy?"

"A vampire. He can change his shape at will, blend into mist and shadows, and has a strong physical fitness and regenerative ability."

"I understand." Shiomi Kotone fumbled in her pocket and found the summoner, and... "This is for you."

She threw a small plastic bottle to Amamiya Ren.

Amamiya Lian took the plastic bottle and glanced at the label. It had very delicate handwriting, "Energy Capsule 3rd Generation. Hopefully it won't give people diarrhea anymore."

"Even if you have diarrhea, you have to come back alive."

"I promised to take you back to Naoetsu next year. This weird place is not worthy of my funeral... As a well-known genius writer, even if there was a traffic accident, it must be grand and artistic... At least it can be recorded in literary history."

"It sounds like you want to commit suicide by lying on the railway tracks. Ridiculous and artistic enough."

"I feel much more relaxed now that you mention it," Amamiya Ren walked into the fire elevator, "I'm sorry to have to spend such a terrible spring break with you."

"hehe......"