Tokyo Trickster

She grabbed Elizabeth's throat, "This guy is not Yuuki Riki at all... Then, who are you?"

"I am..." The silver-haired woman was lifted in the air, her limbs flapping. She was thrown onto the bumpy ground. Margaret stepped on her abdomen, and the sharp heels of her high heels pierced her flesh.

"You are just an evil guest who has taken over Elizabeth's cognition," she sneered. "Although I don't know where you have imprisoned Elizabeth, I believe you have also sent her to another time and space, just like a series of victims including Mary. Am I right, Judas?"

Elizabeth shook her head, "I am not Judas."

"Miss Margaret, you can call me 'Tantalus'." Her expression began to lean towards a broken, mechanical smile. "Since you have seen through my disguise, I might as well return this girl to you."

The real Elizabeth fell on the steps a little further away. The fake took advantage of this moment to escape from Margaret's grasp. She stumbled out of the school gate and said, "I hope that next time we meet, you will be ready to face Nyx... Judas! How long are you going to stand by and watch?!"

Just a few thousand meters above Tokyo.

In the void that satellites cannot observe, the angelic "girl" slowly opened her eyes, "I've finally been waiting for this."

This is an angelic woman who looks about 17 to 18 years old, beautiful and elegant, with hair that is mainly pink but also has gradients of yellow and green that extend past the knees, a pair of white wings extending from the hips, and purple pupils surrounded by golden irises that seem to be a product of mythology. At this time, a cross pattern is visible in the pupils.

Her name is Jibril, a miracle from another world. She is a member of the "Flügel" race. She is placed on Earth and has the power to easily destroy any country.

During her time on Earth, her main task was to block a "door" that randomly refreshed enemies.

These enemies usually did not cause any trouble to Jibril, but were a waste of time. They had all kinds of strange ways of escaping, and it was inevitable that they would be very troublesome to chase them. This was also a rare pleasure in the long life of the Flügel. It is better to say that any race always has the habit of "hunting" and "playing with prey", but there are differences because of education and guidance.

The mysterious man who was working with Judas was caught by Jibril before he could get into the impression space. "Where are you trying to escape to?"

She looked at him sitting down on the sea of ​​clouds with a look of contempt, "The master's mission is to prohibit characters like you from getting close to reality, so unfortunately, our conversation ends here."

In Greek mythology, Tantalus was the son of Zeus, the king of gods. He ruled Sibyrus in Lydia and was famous for his wealth. Because of his noble birth, the gods respected him very much. He could eat at the same table with Zeus and did not have to avoid talking to the gods.

It is said that he is always scheming and seeking knowledge and wealth. However, his vanity makes him unworthy of the blessings of heaven, so he begins to do evil to the gods. He reveals the secrets of their lives; steals mead and elixir from their tables and distributes them to his mortal friends.

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Realizing that his escape route was being guarded, Tantalus was describing something to Jibril in a few words. Perhaps because she felt that the other party was not a human who knew about it, there was room for negotiation.

Jibril took out her phone and saw a blank message on Line telling her to "quickly resolve the situation."

The Flügel nodded, and then slapped the back of Tantalus' head, whose real body had already escaped. The elf's spell was being activated, and the "magic" was about to start. In Tokyo, 8000 meters away from here, Mr. Kong turned on the light in the bedroom, and then placed an object called "Star Cup" next to the computer desk, took out a Type-C and plugged it into the base of the Star Cup, connecting it to the chassis.

[Welcome to the "Tetu Brand Star Cup Control Center", current Star Cup usage rate: 12% (heavy load). ]

[Differences in universe rules have been detected, operation is hindered, and there are logical errors. ]

[Simulation Elf Circuit: Completed**

A process.

【Written by Micro Elf: Completed**

A process.

[Simulating personality mask: 4647 processes completed. ]

【正在解析印象空间：进行中，21.8%。（已进行6月21天11小时5分钟）】

【...】

Sora tapped the keyboard a few times. "Pause the project being parsed or edited so that the security system can start self-checking."

[Virtual image space self-checking...in good condition. 】

[“Firewall” is self-checking...good status. ]

[“World Vulnerability” detection…13 locations already exist, scanning continues. ]

[Searching for more than 20 special units including "Woyan Izu Lake", "Kinomoto Sakura", "Suzumiya Haruhi"... The nearest "Kinomoto Sakura" has been notified, and the location is Florida, USA. 】

Tantalus did not dare to stop for a moment and traveled around the world relying on the tunnels opened by Judas.

Jibril followed behind her leisurely, enjoying the cat-and-mouse game.

She suddenly paused, as she received Sora's order through the Star Cup.

He immediately became unhappy, "I know, I know, I'll be back soon..."

A halo of activated magic appeared beside the Flügel, and she disappeared from Tantalus's sight.

"Left suddenly?" Tantalus was a little puzzled, but more of a relief for surviving the disaster.

No wonder Judas tried his best to escape from Tokyo. It was really full of dangers.

She suddenly thought that Judas seemed to have not only escaped from Tokyo, but was also fleeing around the world.

Tantalus turned and looked toward the tunnel leading to Canada.

In front of the hole stood a cute girl, chewing a taco.

"Haha, nice to meet you. You can call me by my name, Sakura Kinomoto." She crumpled the wrapping paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can beside her. This was the virtual impression space built by the Star Cup. No matter how fierce the fight was, it would not affect the reality or the impression space.

"By the way, I've been hunting Judas for almost a year," Kinomoto Sakura stretched, "Thank you very much for exposing the location of these tunnels. It really helped a lot."

Tantalus looked ashen.

......

[A process occupancy rate is detected to be too high. ]

[The virtual image space is undergoing self-inspection... the status is extremely poor. ]

【The repair process is being performed. 】

[Current Star Cup Utilization Rate: 26% (Severe Load)]

"Brother, the Star Cup is going to catch fire." Bai stood on the computer chair, looking at the Star Cup, which was obviously in a bad state, and felt a little worried. It was almost as scary as seeing his own 5090 graphics card running 3Dmax and the fan spinning wildly until smoke came out.

Sora covered his face, "Are they dropping a massive nuclear bomb? No, a nuclear bomb can't possibly move the Star Grail like this... I guess it's probably a large meteorite hitting the Earth!"

"It should be this--" Bai found a special field among the densely packed processes.

[Parsing, compiling and simulating the Clow Cards. 】

"I almost forgot that Miss Kinomoto's ability data has never been included in the Star Cup." Sora bumped Bai's shoulder, "Have you found any trace of Amamiya Ren?"

"no!"

"What a shame! The new APEX season is about to start, but it seems like Judas has thrown that guy into a place where the Star Cup can't find him."

"But fortunately, the source of all this farce finally escaped." Kong's hand unknowingly touched the drawer of the computer desk.

"Brother!" Bai glared at him. "Brother who is only thinking about playing games when his friend's life or death is still unknown, he is the worst!"

"Bad..." Sora was struck by lightning for a moment, "Being teased by my closest sister as 'bad' or something... My dignity and pride as a brother, all... Wait a minute."

His expression immediately became serious. He looked at the computer screen, dragged the mouse to open a field, and then pressed the Enter key. "Nyx?!"

The picture looks like the cold moon in the universe.

Kong coughed twice and said, "Bai, do you want to move to the moon and live there for a few days?"

"I remember Suzumiya-senpai was building a sand castle in a crater on the moon."

"She has gone to the depths of the universe. In order to prevent those restless guys from bringing Nyx in, we must build a security system for the moon."

"Can the Star Cup still bear it?"

“Don’t worry, although the rules of the universe are different and it’s a little hard to make it work… Anyway, believe first, believe again, and continue to believe.”

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"Really? I don't believe it!"

Amamiya Ren's attitude of questioning first, then questioning again, and then continuing to question made the special police who tried to rescue him somewhat helpless.

The leading police officer talked to the others and smiled with difficulty. "Kid, we SEES (Shadow Patrol) are a formal organization with police establishment. We are a super-standard organization established for 'special cases that cannot be handled by common sense'."

"Captain, those troublesome guys are coming after us following the smell!"

"Tsk, drag that stubborn kid into the car. There's no time left. Evacuate immediately!"

"Yes!"

This is the third floor of Tokyo Impression Space.

This is the first time that Amamiya Ren comes into contact with an official organization that directly confronts the shadow.

All of their equipment looked familiar to Amamiya Ren.

Especially the pistol-shaped prop that can summon the personality mask by pressing it against the forehead and shouting "Persona".

He remembered that Shiomi Kotone could use it to drive the personality mask relatively easily in reality.

I have to find a way to steal...I have to find a way to borrow a few.

Amamiya Ren let the two policemen drag him into the back seat of the armored vehicle, his mind full of strange thoughts.

There should be some kind of relationship between the Shadow Patrol and Shiomi Kotone. When we return to reality, I will take her to find [SEES].

(PS: I saw p3r's video on station B again. The more I watch it, the more anxious I am. The more anxious I am, the more I watch it. Urgent, urgent, urgent, hurry ...

17-Year-Old Ace: 196. Return to Daily Life (Two in One)

Morgana, who was so tired that he felt sleepy, lay on the plastic shed and had a dazed dream.

It dreamed that it was running in a dark cage, a white-haired old man was chained in the gap between doors, and countless eyes were chasing it from all directions.

Suddenly, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. A pair of white and tender hands swept away the messy sight. Then, with a calm low roar, a series of clear war roars broke out in the darkness.

"Persona."

"Oh my!!!" The huge fist tore through the mist and quickly enlarged in Morgana's eyes...

"Oh wow...Ah!!!" Morgana screamed, and his drowsy mind suddenly became clear. His fur stood on end, his tail swung straight, and the figure of Amamiya Ren was reflected in his cat's eyes.

"Joker, you're back," it was still frightened and had not yet fully recovered from the nightmare.

The content of the dream was already blurred. I only remembered those brave eyeballs, the hands that cleared the clouds and brought light to the sun, and the meteor-like fists that crushed the enemies like a violent storm.

The most important thing is that it did nothing but was punched for no reason and kicked out of the gap between spirit and reality by a stranger passing by.

Morgana thought he was hit by a train and lost consciousness immediately. When he woke up, he was already in the memory space, and then he went through a turbulent life.

Amamiya Ren, carrying a silver suitcase made of magnesium-aluminum alloy, said hello to Morgana, then quickened her pace and left with a guilty conscience.

"Araragi Koyomi?" He stood in the spectator seats of the playground and saw a messy track and lawn.

A young boy was sleeping against the wall in the spectator seats.

The thief was a little stunned.

Xijian Qinyin staggered over from behind Amamiya Ren, and imitating the zombies in the TV drama, she let out a strange howl and then threw herself into his arms.

Amamiya Ren caught her girl steadily.

She rested her forehead against Amamiya Ren's shoulder, yawned, and rubbed the tears from her eyes cutely, "I'm so tired~"

There are only two "hostages" in the impression space, Hanekawa Tsubasa and Senjougahara Kurogen.

It was obvious that Judas had no intention of releasing the victims from the beginning. He was just using the two high school students he caught on the spot as bargaining chips to force the Phantom Thieves to fight back.

......

Four hours later.

Naoetsu, the villa of the Amamiya family.

A man who looked to be in his 30s, with short grey hair and wearing dark mourning clothes, exuding an ominous aura, walked into the living room and said, "It's been resolved. They won't remember what happened during this period."

"Thank you, Mr. Beimu."

"......50,000 lottery tickets!

"Hey, we are a master and apprentice after all." (Background: This person is called Bei Mu Ni Zhou, a trickster who is proficient in using strange stories to deceive others. He taught Amamiya Ren related skills two years ago.)

"Two hundred thousand!" It was an interesting ink painting, with a white bird flying in the sky, a running fox, a skeleton burning with fire, and a girl playing the guitar. They were standing in a snow-covered forest, confronting five strange-looking hounds. In the sky, there were blurred paintings of several angry and shocked human faces.

"You win." Amamiya Lian brought out a plate of cleanly washed green dates from the kitchen. "Since you're here, why don't you do me another favor?"

Bei Mu Ni Zhou did not comment. He had long guessed that Amamiya Lian would say this. The 17-year-old boy in front of him had learned all his tricks, such as hypnosis and partial memory modification. Amamiya Lian, who was already a vampire, could definitely accomplish these easily.

Even so, Amamiya Lian still called and sent a request, which must have ulterior motives. Yi accepted the 200,000 yuan with a clear conscience. According to his understanding of Amamiya Lian, it would not be easy for him.

Beimunizhou thought for a moment, then looked out the window at the bright sunshine. The storm that had enveloped the entire Naoetsu finally stopped, and the sky cleared up after the rain. "My appearance fee is a bit expensive."

“I’ve made a lot of money lately.”

"Ha, I saw it in the newspaper. It seems that you have a close relationship with the eldest daughter of the Okumura family and did a big business."

"That's not a bad understanding." Amamiya Ren put the tray on the coffee table. "Would you like to try it?"