Tokyo Trickster

Don't really think you are Ultraman or Kamen Rider just because a few kids tout you as a "partner of justice". You are just an ordinary high school student, nothing more. He pressed the door lock and pulled it open with trembling hands.

Creak...The corridor was empty, with only some long and thin scratches on the walls and the floor, like marks left by some wild beast.

Araragi Koyomi held the broom and took shaky steps along the traces.

He encouraged himself in his heart. "Whether it's escaping from this hellhole or helping those classmates who are in the same trouble..."

"Come on, Araragi Koyomi."

Amamiya Ren hung up the phone.

The contact's name is "Araragi Tsukihi". A student at the private Genmori Second Junior High School. She is a terrible kimono fan, and wears kimono as much as possible no matter what the occasion. The advisor of the FireSisters, she calls herself "justice itself", always giving advice and leaving the execution of tasks to her sister Araragi Karen.

Because they received a call from Amamiya Ren, the two sisters were very happy and chattered non-stop on the other side of the microphone, as if they had endless things to say. Obviously, they also chatted a lot on Line.

Amamiya Ren threw her phone to Lavenda, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa opposite her and playing Switch. "Charge it for me."

"Oh." The girl took the phone and continued playing Pokémon: Zhu: Secret of Zero. This was actually the save file of Amamiya Ren, and she was helping her trickster to level up and collect Pokémon over mountains and hills.

He walked towards the balcony. Thanks to Lavender, who always helped intercept some of the messages when Judas attacked the impression space, Amamiya Ren was able to piece together the identities of the missing people.

Even his closest sister can't remember Araragi Koyomi's existence.

But because of their long-term emotions, they showed inexplicable anxiety.

Araragi Koyomi's parents, who are currently working as detectives, did not escape Amamiya Ren's secret questioning, "Is your work at the police station going smoothly lately?" Although it was just a joke, they really began to worry whether they had missed something in their work.

Next up are Senjougahara Kurogen and Hanekawa Tsubasa...let's forget about these two.

The former has no mother, and the latter's parents have reached the point where they need to be converted by the Phantom Thieves.

When he was a child, he thought it was just a simple bad character. However, after becoming a Phantom Thief and being active in Tokyo for a few months, Amamiya Ren realized that Hanekawa Tsubasa's adoptive parents might have had their desires distorted a long time ago.

There are still 46 hours left until Judah's challenge day.

After becoming a vampire, Amamiya Ren no longer relies on sleep.

If necessary, he could even stay awake for several years.

The thief walked into his bedroom and saw two little girls curled up on the bed. Cong Yu and Ren Xia Xin were playing "Kirby Discovery".

It was a wrong decision to install the TV and game console opposite the bed.

He chased away the dissatisfied Xiao Congyu and sat down next to the vampire princess.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?" The blonde girl yawned and naturally lay in his arms with her head tilted. Unlike Amamiya Ren who was always awake, she had not eaten for a long time and had lost most of her strength. She needed a lot of sleep to maintain her rationality.

Blade Heart blinked his rosy red eyes and licked the palm of Amamiya Ren's hand that was stroking his hair like a kitten. "Learn to adapt. This is a part that vampires must go through."

"Ah, by the way, your blood is really super rare and delicious, but it's a pity that it's out of print--" She complained with regret, "If I had known earlier, I would have shamelessly drunk more even if you stopped me."

Amamiya Lian suddenly pinched her nose. The vampire didn't feel uncomfortable. She was just dissatisfied with being treated like a child. Then she struggled symbolically and finally succumbed to Amamiya Lian's charm. Since my dependent is such a beautiful child, although it is shameful, I endured it.

The vampire sighed, "Why was it you who was standing in front of me at that time?"

"I was tricked." Amamiya Ren looked at the TV screen where the game was paused.

"Well, I've more or less felt it during this period of time." Blade Heart said nonchalantly, "Wherever I appear, there will always be people who want to use my power."

She turned over and lay on Amamiya Lian's thighs, propping up her cheeks and looking at his delicate face, which was extremely outstanding even among vampires, with a smirk, "Hey, although I'm a little angry because I almost died, but the dream of gaining such an excellent follower like you really makes me smile even in my dreams."

"Anyway, after falling into such a situation, there must be someone arranged to appear and become my follower..." Blade Heart pressed his soft cheek against the back of Amamiya Ren's hand, "After working hard for so many years, I can actually live a life without fighting and killing one day. It's really great."

"You don't look like you want me to give the power back."

"Because you have seriously decided to become my family, my most responsible dependent," Blade Heart said with a yawn, "so take good care of me from now on. Oh, by the way, that round thing that Miss Reserve Food ate yesterday is delicious. Remember to buy me some when the rain stops."

"I'm still hungry myself."

"Isn't Miss Food Reserve lying next to you? Don't be polite, go eat quickly, show your elegance and charm as a vampire, and make her willingly become yours."

"What is OOO?" Amamiya Ren asked about the unknown word.

"grain reserves."

"You better really be talking about food reserves."

"laugh."

After being persuaded by Ren Xiexin again and again, Amamiya Ren finally couldn't bear it anymore. He was ready to beg for mercy and let Xijian Qinyin suck out some blood for him.

When I opened the door, I saw Kotone Shiomi, who had just finished taking a shower and was wrapped in a bath towel, standing by the bed with a hair dryer and blowing her hair.

"What's wrong?" She held up her long brown-red hair which still had some moisture left in it and turned off the hair dryer.

"Well... haven't I become a vampire now, uh..." Amamiya Ren's eyes wandered. Asking his girlfriend to be his food was a bit hurtful, and it made him hesitant.

"Tsk, I thought it was a big deal," Xijian Qinyin tied her hair into a ball with a rubber band. She pressed the bottom of the bath towel and sat on the edge of the bed, then patted her neck, which was as smooth and white as mutton-fat jade. "What are you waiting for? Move faster."

"Don't you hate it?" Amamiya Ren went into the bathroom and started brushing his teeth, then used his ability to create matter to rub out a bottle of medical alcohol to soak his toothbrush and disinfect his teeth. He sat next to Shiomi Kotone and hugged the girl's slender waist. He could feel the wet warmth, the body temperature mixed with the scent of shampoo, and the misty skin swaying in the warm light with a blurry halo that dazzled people's eyes.

Shiomi Kotone looked at him with curved eyebrows, "What's so annoying about this? Voluntary blood donation is a show of love, and donating to your boyfriend can be said to be double the love. Um... or do you want to hear another way of saying it?"

She coughed twice, making her voice soft and delicate, "You're back? Do you want to eat first, or take a shower, or... enjoy me first?"

This is actually the famous "Three Questions of a Newly Married Woman" in Japanese traditional culture. It is said that these are the three questions a newly married wife asks her husband when he returns home. The interactions between husband and wife are nothing more than bathing, eating, and sleeping. The Three Questions of a Newly Married Woman combines these three things to form a loving expression between husband and wife. Later, it was widely used in various comics, animations, Galgames and other works.

For those who cook their own meals, take their own showers, and turn on their computers or consoles as soon as they get home, this is the unfolding of an urban legend.

Many movies about vampires always like to shoot the blood-sucking scenes in a way that makes them look oozy.

Vampires exchange blood and saliva with humans. The sound of breathing when vampires inhale blood and the "pleasure" brought by the moment when their fangs enter the aorta are all implicit and ritualistic treatments of "O love" in vampire movies.

When I was a kid, I thought it was unbelievable when I watched the movie. Isn't this the law of the jungle? How can a predator be lustful towards its prey while eating?

Amamiya Ren didn't express her feelings until she experienced it herself.

It seems like the movie was indeed made correctly.

Oh, it was shot conservatively.

(My schedule has been adjusted back to 3 o'clock!)

17-year-old Ace: 186. The Anticipated Wedding (Two in One)

Thunder. A loud bang.

Amamiya Ren was lying in bed with the naked Shiomi Kotone in her arms, taking a nap, and suddenly she opened her eyes and looked out the window.

The winding lightning wriggles in the dark sky.

The water covered the glass and the sound of the rain was about to turn into a rainstorm.

When the typhoon subsided, the residents who had tried to drive to the government-organized emergency supply market to buy supplies fled back home cursing.

The lucky ones who bought food and daily necessities did not dare to stay for too long and left in a hurry.

The originally crowded market was quickly emptied, and the shelves of vegetables and convenience foods were in a mess. The staff pulled down the shutters and trotted into the fire escape, preparing to sleep on the floor in the empty room prepared in advance.

When will this bad weather end? Morgana complained while lying on the sofa in the temporary base. He hated rainy days because every time he went out to collect intelligence, his fur would be soaked with rainwater and become very heavy and wet, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Ryuji Sakamoto is playing "Elden Ring" with Kitagawa Vsuke using the seamless online MOD. "If we can't get rid of the mastermind behind the impression space, this rainstorm will not stop."

"It's terrible," Shiomi Kotone curled up in Amamiya Ren's arms, squinting her eyes at the rain outside the window, "The thought of going out in this kind of weather makes me feel unmotivated."

"When I made Madarame Ikryusai repent in Tokyo before, the weather was also like this... although not as extreme as in Naoetsu." Amamiya Ren reached under the pillow and groped, "After all, it's a small town by the sea, and it's easy to be submerged by a typhoon."

He took out his phone and opened Line...

Amamiya Ren suddenly lowered her head, "Qin Yin?"

All I saw was a neat school uniform. The uniform of the junior high school of Naoetsu Private High School.

It was still raining heavily outside the window.

The classroom was empty. There were some colored papers on the wall with poems written on them such as "Diligent study is like a seedling in spring. You may not see it growing, but it grows day by day. Dropping out of school is like a whetstone. You may not see it wearing out, but it loses weight day by day." and "The path to the mountain of books is made of diligence. The boat to the boundless sea of ​​learning is made of hard work."

The clock on the blackboard was ticking.

Amamiya Ren remembered that it was the week before the junior high school entrance examination.

He was the student on duty that day, and a heavy rain fell in Naoetsu, trapping him in the teaching building.

It happened that my parents were on a business trip in Tokyo -

If I remember correctly, he seemed to have asked his father, Araragi Koyomi, a detective who was still working overtime, to help send him home.

Why am I here? Amamiya Ren looked at the clock in the classroom.

The pointers rotate in opposite directions, as if describing a miracle of reverse flow.

But there is no such miracle. Chronos did not feel any change in time.

It was just an illusion. The Phantom Thief stood on the podium and looked at the girl who opened the door and walked in with an umbrella. She was Hanekawa Tsubasa.

The pigtails she wore in the past were undone, her long black hair was scattered behind her shoulders, and she took off her wide round-framed glasses, revealing a slightly childish and beautiful face. Hanekawa Tsubasa's outfit was avant-garde, and there were even traces of light makeup on her face. Compared to the "perfect class monitor" who used to greet everyone with a smile, she now exuded a cold temperament like a "high mountain flower", more like a girl from the literature department who was immersed in books and sat in the corner of the classroom without saying a word.

She glanced around the classroom coldly, then set her sights on Amamiya Ren and smiled warmly, as if the ice and snow had melted. "Good afternoon, Amamiya-san. Are you still on duty? You've worked so hard."

Amamiya Ren opened her mouth and found that she couldn't speak.

"Why aren't you going home so late?" But his body spoke automatically. What it said was completely different from what he was thinking.

"Hmm... I remembered that I still have some urgent things to do at school." Hanekawa Tsubasa extended his white index finger and touched the corner of his mouth, "This is the sense of responsibility and awareness as a class monitor!"

"Thank you for your hard work." The junior high school version of Amamiya Ren replied with a smile.

This is not right. I was not like this when I was in junior high school. The real Amamiya Ren thought to herself. Sure enough, this is a place like a dream.

He looked at the clock again; time was going backwards.

There was a rag in Amamiya Ren's hand, and he was wiping the bookshelf in the book corner.

Hanekawa Tsubasa was still standing beside him, this time with her long hair tied into a single ponytail. Her youthful beauty highlighted her plump figure that was as soft as a piece of gumdrop.

The sound of twisting a rag. The sound of dirty water dripping into an iron bucket.

"What does the monitor want to do most?"

The boy and girl who were trapped in the heavy rain stood by the window and chatted.

"Um... around the world?"

"This is too far-fetched. I've heard you say this many times. Can you come up with something new?" Amamiya Ren did say this.

"There is a short-term goal and a long-term goal. Which one do you want to hear first?" The black-haired girl tilted her head, like a homeless kitten, with pity and helplessness in her eyes.

This is not the case with Hanekawa Tsubasa at all. Amamiya Ren thought, this guy's next sentence will not lead to a confession...

"Let's listen to the short term first." Amamiya Ren scratched his hair. He was very curious about what kind of needs this perfect class monitor who always dressed in a rustic way had in this school.

"Try to find a boy I like and date him."

Hanekawa Tsubasa spoke words that were very appropriate for someone of his age.

I am really dreaming. Amamiya Ren complained in her heart, Hanekawa Tsubasa is my best friend. There is no way a girl who is good enough to get into Tokyo University would be obsessed with a boy who always makes fun of her, right? That would be too ridiculous.

As expected, junior high school student Amamiya Ren asked, "Did you find it?"

"of course."

“Well, I want to hear about your long-term goals.”

"My long-term goal is that I want to marry my short-term goal, change my last name to his, and then raise children with him..."

Strange, too strange. This is definitely not Hanekawa Tsubasa. Amamiya Ren was so frightened that his pores stood upside down. He could already guess what was going to happen next.

This is too horrifying. Tsubasa Hanekawa starts dressing up, talking about life plans, and saying ambiguous words. In a classroom where only a man and a woman are alone, any young girl in love might muster up the courage to confess her love. But this matter is more and more outrageous when it comes to Tsubasa Hanekawa.

Just as Amamiya Ren predicted, "he" really began to ask, "Is the person Hanekawa-san likes a student from our school?"

Hanekawa Tsubasa looked at him straight without saying anything more.

"Oh..." Junior high school student Amamiya Ren uttered the interjection as if she had suddenly realized something.

The hands of the clock on the wall are still ticking.

The sound lingering in my ears gradually became clearer.

"Amamiya Ren and Hanekawa Tsubasa, the newlyweds are..." The wedding host's speeches are always stereotyped and hesitant, making people want to rush to the podium and snatch the microphone from him.

"That's enough," Amamiya Ren couldn't bear to hear it any more. Couldn't they hire a host with better professional skills? He interrupted the ongoing wedding.

The thief regained control of his body, pushed the panicked host off the podium, turned around, and examined the puppets in suits and various postures in the room below.

This is the church.

"Judas," he said, looking toward the church's chandelier, "take back your silly tricks."