Tokyo Trickster

21. [Pope] (not announced yet), 22. [Sun] (not announced yet)

17-year-old Ace: 184. Saving Private Hanekawa Tsubasa (4.2K)

"Senjougahara-san," Hanekawa Tsubasa suddenly spoke while looking at himself in the window glass.

"What's wrong, squad leader?" As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a little creepy. The words she thought in her heart were completely different from what she said, and even her tone seemed gentler and more cheerful.

"Nietzsche once wrote in his book Human Nature, All Too Human: 'Be careful! As soon as he thinks, he prepares a lie.' This reveals the multifaceted nature of human nature," Hanekawa Tsubasa showed an absolutely cold and absolutely perfect rationality. She reached out and touched the cold window, examining her own warm smile reflected in it.

She turned around and looked at Senjougahara Kuroi, "This place seems to allow us to liberate our personalities outside of reality."

"..." Senjougahara Kurori tried hard to control her facial expressions and maintain her daily image on campus as much as possible.

Hanekawa Tsubasa continued, "In a life-or-death situation like this, there's no need to hide some very important information. Senjougahara-san, your weight is very unique, about the weight of three solid balls. Maybe it can help us escape next."

Senjougahara Kurogi pinched her wrist, stepped back subconsciously, and bumped into the desk. She looked at the "perfect monitor" in front of her who seemed so unfamiliar. Hanekawa Tsubasa seemed to want to smile to show friendliness. This was a kind of perfection. She smiled with only the cold wind that was colder than the winter wind. Her image seemed to overlap with the nightmare of junior high school. It was a lingering nightmare. On a starless night, men and women wrapped in black clothes gathered in the thick fog. A boy of the same age waved a sharp knife and spit blood all over the room. (See Chapter 4 for details)

If he had stopped there, he might have become a hero. But the monster named "Amamiya Ren" just laughed wildly, staring with rational eyes. Although he looked very thin, he killed batches of town residents as if he could do anything. He brainwashed the cult group into his supporters and spread the chaos to the entire town, killing many people... Oh, my mother, my mother wanted to kill me at that time... These memories have obviously been...

Senjougahara Kurogi covered her head, her face pale. She trembled constantly, and never dared to look Amamiya Ren in the face even at school. Fortunately, Amamiya Ren didn't like to laugh very much in her daily life, and she would shrink back reflexively whenever she heard Amamiya Ren's laughter. Now that she thought about it, she was afraid of those crazy clowns.

The destroyed "Clown Town" is a memory that she cannot face.

Many details are rolling in the dusty memory. Senjougahara Kurogi can't forget that he was almost handed over to the church as a sacrifice by his biological mother, nor can he forget the days when he was imprisoned in the slaughterhouse and almost cut by a saw blade. If it weren't for a man who called himself "Oshino Yao" who suddenly appeared and knocked out the clown operating the machine...

She felt her knees become weak and powerless, and she could no longer stand. Her limbs were cold and numb, her fingers were stiff and could not be stretched out, and her eyes were full of noise and gray blur. The sound she heard seemed harsh, as if two sharp pieces of glass were rubbing against each other -

"Senjougahara-san." A faint voice came from nowhere.

"Senjougahara-san." Hanekawa Tsubasa's voice became clearer from vague.

A warm touch climbed up her bones and spread all over her body. She was stunned and looked at Hanekawa Tsubasa in front of her. "How did you do this..."

"This is just a simple psychological hint," Hanekawa Tsubasa took out a piece of gum from his shoulder bag and handed it to her, "Cheer up, we still have to find a way to escape."

"Yes, yes."

"The corridor outside is full of wandering shadow-like monsters. For now, we can confirm that they are not obviously aggressive."

Hanekawa Tsubasa continued, "And, in the area outside the teaching building, there is a very aggressive 'shadow' that is scary in both size and appearance. It will roar and then actively chase nearby 'prey'."

"Did you discover all this by yourself?"

"Before I met you, I had already walked around this teaching building." Hanekawa Tsubasa said calmly, "I encountered many dangers during the period, but the real danger came from outside the teaching building."

"..." Senjougahara Kurogi felt that the squad leader in front of her was becoming more and more "perfect", as if she knew everything.

"I don't know everything, I just happen to know it." Hanekawa Tsubasa answered seriously.

"You even know what I want to say."

"You wrote the answer in your eyes."

Senjougahara Kurogen had never felt his own mediocrity so clearly.

She always avoided confirming the existence of Amamiya Ren, while Hanekawa Tsubasa was approachable and friendly in her daily life. She never expected that she would inevitably have to face one of these two monsters lurking in the sky above Naoetsu.

"All-powerful" and "all-knowing." This is the combined name of Amamiya Ren and Hanekawa Tsubasa.

It sounds much better than the "Valhalla Combination" from my junior high school days. Senjougahara Kurogi thought that she used to attend the public Seifu Junior High School and was once considered a very sunny character.

Until he experienced the "Clowntown" incident, witnessed his own mother's betrayal and ugliness, and saw victims of the same age transform into crazy perpetrators in an instant.

She was not sure whether she still trusted "humanity" or "human beings", but if it was a perfect machine-like monster in the slender body in front of her, she would choose to obey without hesitation.

In every sense, Hanekawa Tsubasa can no longer be called a "human being". She has no desires or bad habits. She is like a machine that runs meticulously according to a pre-designed program, handling every decimal point perfectly.

"Forget it, let's plan an escape route first," Hanekawa Tsubasa gave up the exploration. She walked to the podium, took out a piece of chalk and wrote and drew on the blackboard. This was the campus map of Naoetsu Private High School. As she stayed in this strange place for a longer time, she could clearly feel that she was gradually becoming unfamiliar, but also seemed to be "familiar", and she felt an indescribable sense of relief.

Perhaps, this perfect girl who never smiles is the real "Hekawa Tsubasa".

......

There are still 61 hours left until Judah's challenge day.

Amamiya Ren was doing push-ups in the Velvet Room, testing his current physical strength. Lavenda sat on his back, wearing a kimono embroidered with plum blossoms, pine trees, and green bamboo, with her hair tied into cute little balls. In her hand was a ceramic cup with steaming barley tea in it.

"Come on, there are still 100." The secretary stroked the angular muscle lines of Amamiya Ren. There was a faint blush on her fair face, like a girl who was fixing her makeup for getting married, a little shy and nervous, yet full of happiness and anticipation.

Cong Yu sat on the desk, her cute feet dangling back and forth, occasionally brushing against Amamiya Lian's face as if teasing her. She held Cong Yuwan in her arms and tilted her head to talk to the sleepy vampire girl.

The life that Kissshotte experienced was more splendid than Cong Yu could imagine. It was long and full of joy and sorrow, overflowing with a terrifying loneliness.

She had many stories to tell the ghost girl in front of her. Although they had both existed for hundreds of years, their experiences were very different. One was bound in a blade and lived in a shrine for a long time, while the other traveled around the world, witnessed countless people and events, and even left behind various legends of her own.

But what really makes them have a common language is not the time they have spent together, but the long and desperate loneliness.

Cong Yu's loneliness is the rare communication with people in Suizhi Town and the monotonous spring, summer, autumn and winter in Jianshi Shrine. This is a kind of empty loneliness, because she has never experienced it and has nowhere to experience it.

Yasailola's loneliness is probably a kind of colorful one. The more she experiences, the more she realizes that what she lacks is sincere companionship.

Just walking in such a big city and among the crowds of people makes one feel speechlessly lonely, let alone the vast desert with yellow sand.

They talked and laughed, and between the lines they treated Amamiya Ren as their most trusted family member.

Lavenda scratched Amamiya Ren's short hair and said, "What a harmony."

Amamiya Ren simply did push-ups with one hand, and after 200, he didn't even breathe. "It would be great if everyone could always be so harmonious."

"It doesn't matter, we have plenty of time," Lavenda said as if she meant something.

Amamiya Ren could only pretend not to understand and continue doing her push-ups.

His burden is not just Lavenda, but also her personality mask.

He resisted easily and even had the energy to catch Cong Yu's foot that was kicking towards his face.

At the same time, Ryuji Sakamoto and Vsuke Kitagawa were setting up the server of the secret base in the villa directly opposite the Amemiya family.

Although it was a typhoon day and they couldn't find after-sales service to help install the network cable and router... they found Amamiya Ren, and that thief seemed to have learned magic, and he conjured up a network cable and a router, and even left the instruction manual in the living room.

Unfortunately, by the time they finished installing the server, the nearby power transmission tower had been damaged by the typhoon. It was only afternoon and the villa was already dark.

......

Whether the villa is dark or not is not the point. Elizabeth now feels that her future is very dark.

After transforming into Superman, the middle-aged Amamiya Ren really wanted to tear apart the entire memory space, and his punches on the ground became heavier each time.

The assistants in the Velvet Room can often easily beat their "masters", so facing a Personality User who has just left the Novice Village, it should be an absolute and overwhelming victory.

Boom. Another punch, as if it missed on purpose, landed on the ground with a deafening roar.

The streets of Naoetsu were in ruins.

This Amamiya Ren from another world successfully modified the setting of "The Velvet Room Assistant is very strong": "No matter who it is, no one is stronger than me."

He kicked the ground, and the sound of the marble floor cracking was endless. Without any skills, just a simple punch was enough to break the walls and doors of the impression space.

Elizabeth was horrified, "Jack Frost, Buff!"

A white doll wearing a blue juggling costume immediately appeared in front of her, blowing pale cold wind towards Amamiya Ren.

The cold wind, which was enough to break the record of "low temperature" in human science, did not even leave any trace of frost on the black combat uniform. The letter "P" in the middle was still bright red.

"Amamiya Ren" rose from the ground and took a deep breath. The violent cold wind even made the installation of the cables seem bumpy. He first covered the entire block with white frost in one breath, and then swung his fist. It was an attack like a devastating blow in the silence.

There was nothing that could stop him anymore.

No matter what kind of personality mask, no matter how great the moves, in the face of absolute crushing power, they are just like fancy colored paper. But this is already the swan song.

In a few minutes, this "superman" who barely maintains his cognitive existence through Judas will disappear forever in the impression space.

The eyes under the white bird mask actually spewed out deep red beams of light, which hit the ground in front of Elizabeth, leaving deep grooves.

"Why..." Elizabeth asked with difficulty, "Why did you show mercy to me?"

The figure of Amamiya Lian from another world quickly became hunched and thin. He did not answer the question, but just looked at the figure slowly approaching in the sea of ​​fog in the distance, "Why did you stop me from killing her?"

Judas' voice wanders in a hazy state where it is difficult to distinguish distance and details. "There is a bottom line to interfering with time and space. Unbridled destruction will only create an enemy that cannot be resisted."

"Sure enough, the fact that the clown on Tokyo Tower has grown to where he is today is partly due to you."

"..." Judas did not answer, deliberately keeping a safe distance.

K was very sure that even if the "superman" was free from Orion's possession and showed the fatigue and weakness of a middle-aged man, he could still suddenly attack and kill him at close range.

At least, there was such a timeline. K had just escaped from there. He almost died...

K thought so, but Orion's fist was already approaching in an instant.

This was the final punch. It was so fast that even Amamiya Ren himself could not feel it clearly. He just felt happy that he could move like this before the remnants of his cognition were burned out.

Probably hit it.

Judas disappeared into the thick fog and there was no more sound.

Only "Amamiya Ren" and his [Orion] gradually turned into ashes and dissipated.

(PS: Steam has had a 5% discount on Persona 420S in recent days. The original price in China was 125 yuan, but now it only costs yuan... Just kidding, I bought it at the original price a few months ago.

In addition, the price of "Persona 5 Royal" on Steam has also dropped to 175 yuan, but I bought it out of sentimentality when it was first listed on Steam...)

(Oh, I accidentally messed up my schedule again.)

17-year-old Ace: 185. If life slaps you in the face (two in one)

Suppose you are an ordinary high school student, and one day you suddenly wake up and make up your mind to give up some hobbies, restrain some habits, and even temporarily give up your favorite games... All this is for the purpose of studying hard and achieving a goal that has touched your heart countless times.

Then, after years of hard work, just before your dream comes true, life slaps you in the face, and an invisible god tells you, "This is a game of life and death. If you can pass it, you will gain something extraordinary that ordinary people cannot imagine."

If Araragi Koyomi could do that, he would definitely slap it back, "I have finally achieved success bit by bit through my own efforts, and now you tell me that I have to participate in a 'game' that may invalidate all my efforts at any time, or even cost me my life."

If fate wants to reward his efforts, it should be to give him superpowers for free. Pushing a successful person with hard work to the edge of a cliff with treasure buried on the other side, forcing him to risk his life to obtain superpowers, and even proudly calling it "opportunity" is the cruelest and most disgusting punishment for him.

His peaceful youth life was torn apart at this moment.

I have to find a way to survive so that I can return to my normal life... maybe even my future life will be turned upside down. Araragi Koyomi thought angrily, and this anger and annoyance even overwhelmed the panic in his heart.

Well, let me see what the person who brought me here is up to.

He opened the sliding door of the classroom, and a crimson shadow was running wildly in the corridor, waving its sharp claws.

Araragi Koyomi closed the classroom door almost immediately after seeing the other person. Bang. This was the sound of the sliding door slamming heavily against the door frame.

Creak. The desks and chairs made a sharp friction sound against the ground. He pushed a set of desks with all his strength to block the sliding door.

Fortunately, it in the corridor had no intention of paying attention to Araragi Koyomi.

The high school boy thought that the reasonable plan was to just wait patiently for rescue.

My sister, my father and my mother, when will you come to save me? Araragi Koyomi slumped on the podium, looking up at the leaden white ceiling.

Wait, wait a minute—he seemed to realize something was wrong.

Was that monster chasing the two girls just now...

There are still survivors. Thinking of this, he stood up and recalled the details of what had just happened.

It seems that he is my classmate.

The lost cognition was returned in an instant. I remembered that it was the "boudoir lady" Senjougahara Kuroni and the "perfect class leader" Hanekawa Tsubasa. Then who am I? A nickname that made Araragi Koyomi feel ashamed floated in his mind, "the devil's brother". It was probably because Amamiya Ren had always been called the "Devil of Naoetsu" before transferring to the school, and Araragi Koyomi was his closest friend.

He shook his somewhat weak legs and said to himself, "Araragi, you are a partner of justice."

"Fire Sister takes you as her role model, don't embarrass yourself... you're a good student."

He found a broom in the classroom, and cautiously pushed away the desks and chairs blocking the door. He put his palm on the door lock. The cold touch of the metal instantly sobered his heated brain.

Fear and anger, self-esteem, sense of responsibility and the "sense of justice" deeply rooted since childhood are fighting against each other.

I really can't do it. I can't beat that monster since I'm not good at sports. Araragi Koyomi clenched the broom in his hand. No, even if I can't beat it, I have to at least hold it back.

At least...he was sweating profusely, soaking his collar.

At least let them escape...

Araragi Koyomi is a "partner of justice". Tsukihi and Karen once sang an adapted version of "Ultraman Dyna" at a birthday party held for him by Amamiya Ren. Three days before his birthday, he and Amamiya Ren rescued the neighbor's pet cat that was trapped in the chimney:

"Fight for justice, Araragi Koyomi?"

"Naoetsu's good neighbor, an excellent student on campus, Araragi Koyomi?"

Although I feel ashamed every time I think about it, I actually feel strength flowing out of my weak limbs.

He gritted his teeth and told himself that if the situation got bad he should run away immediately and not risk his life.

Listen carefully Araragi Koyomi, you still have to survive to get into a high school in Tokyo.