Tokyo Trickster

Perhaps he was too greedy despite his good fortune and suffered the punishment of fate: his admission ticket mysteriously disappeared before the exam.

As expected, Koji Tadokoro lost the qualification for the exam. He returned home frustrated, but did not give up the search for the admission ticket. He needed an answer that would give him peace of mind.

After searching every corner of the house, I finally came up with a guess that I must have forgotten my admission ticket in the temple. Until this moment, Koji Tadokoro thought that he had lost his admission ticket.

That evening, he went to Wuyi Temple to search for his admission ticket and never came back. During this time, monks continued to flee.

It was not until two weeks later that the police found his body in the increasingly deserted temple. The forensic doctor determined that the time of death was 13:19 19 days ago. The deceased's anus was severely torn and there were traces of huge hard objects entering and exiting. He died of broken organs and massive bleeding.

The Tanosho couple was extremely sad. They went to the police to urge them to investigate the case, or to the media and the public for help. The Metropolitan Police Department issued wanted warrants and search warrants again and again, but in the end, they found nothing. Because from beginning to end, there was no possibility of finding the suspect at the crime scene - or in other words, all the monks in the temple were suspects.

The investigation and interrogation yielded results a month later. They said that Koji Tadokoro died of suicide.

This bizarre story quickly spread among students in Shimokitazawa and became a ghost story in the city.

Some people believe that the real culprit is the monks who escaped from the temple and colluded with the police to suppress the truth.

Some people also think that Koji Tadokoro has gone crazy.

But no matter what the speculation is, the living are gone and all we can do is rest in peace.

Shinobu Yoru lit a stick of incense and stuck it on a pair of shorts soaked in blood.

There was a huge hole in the back of the shorts, and the blood was a bright red that never faded.

This is the forest in the backyard of the temple.

He looked at the half-moon that was already setting in the crimson afterglow, "It's getting dark soon, Amamiya, you should go home first."

"I'll get rid of it completely and then leave Tokyo." Shinobu said, "Oh, by the way, you can use this as my birthday present to you."

He threw the admission ticket to Amamiya Ren.

"How do I use it?" Amamiya Lian asked humbly.

"If you are facing a male enemy, just shout out the numbers 114-514-1919-810 to summon an air column to attack his anus." Shinobuo Yao smiled with evil taste, "If the attack is successful, the opponent will become a beastman with the ability to continue to summon air columns."

"Hey, you are inciting juvenile delinquency."

"I believe you will use it for the right purpose. After all..." Shinobu Yao said with some emotion, "That's how Woyan evaluated you."

"A chivalrous thief who roams the darkness of the city and carries out his own justice."

(There should be another chapter later)

045. Fourfold Love

[The case of 113 missing persons in Shimokitazawa has been solved, with a total of 96 victims, 17 of whom were injured, and ...]

After school, Amamiya Ren returned home and sat on the sofa with Lavenda in her arms, watching the news, while Morgana lay on the floor chewing on sausage.

"Teacher Amamiya, this was done by you," Lavenda rubbed Amamiya Ren's palm gently with her soft cheek.

Amamiya Ren played with the girl's small feet with her other hand. The strange feeling of having her sensitive soles tickled made her curl up uncomfortably.

[After the police solved the case, they found a strange letter at the scene.] As the camera zoomed in, the Phantom Thieves' logo could be clearly seen on it.

They opened the letter, and only a brief signature was left inside: [The Phantom Thieves of the Heart were here. ]

The reporters surrounding the scene began to discuss at once, and the live broadcast was quickly cut off.

The term "Phantom Thieves of the Mind" spread in a strange way on the Internet.

Lavender had no time to care about these things at this time. She was being teased by Amamiya Ren in an unfamiliar way. The girl didn't know how to respond. Her skin was getting hotter and hotter.

Finally I couldn't bear it anymore.

"Teacher, do you want to have some cake for supper?" Lavenda had no choice but to stare back at him with wet eyes, with a gentle and passionate look.

"Morgana is still here," Amamiya Lian was a little tempted, but in the end reason overcame desire, "I have to go to school tomorrow."

Although it was his first time tasting the forbidden fruit, he was able to control himself. Anyone would have praised him for his great endurance.

Lavenda's cheeks were pink and her body temperature was very hot. She snuggled in the arms of her contractor. "Then, can you hold me to sleep? I...I want to be closer to you."

Amamiya Ren understood her hint.

This guy, how come his self-control is so poor!

If a hungry person spends a whole night in a cramped space with cake, even the most determined person will be unable to resist secretly taking a few bites.

Isn't this simply tempting people to commit a crime? !

After some hesitation, Amamiya Ren wiped the tears from the corners of her mouth and agreed to her secretary's request.

He couldn't bear to see Lavenda cry.

So let me bear all the pain and sorrow.

Amamiya Ren tasted the sinful cake alone in tears in the middle of the night. However, it was really sweet and delicious.

The chef who cooks the cake is also very attentive and tries hard to introduce various ways of eating to customers, guiding them to maximize the deliciousness.

The only downside was that the cook was so tired after a night of work that he could hardly get out of bed during the day.

Early in the morning, Amamiya Ren woke up to the gentle whispers of Lavenda.

The white and clean cream cake... No, it's Lavenda.

Lavenda was curled up in Amamiya Ren's arms, kissing him quietly on the corner of his mouth, "Teacher, it's time for class."

The Phantom Thief felt the warm and smooth touch in his hand and said, "It seems that I won't be able to eat the bento made by Lavenda today."

The girl's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment. She buried her face in Amamiya Ren's chest, smiled shyly, and stammered, "It's okay, Lavenda... Lavenda can make up for the teacher with a midnight snack tonight. Or... or how about a cream cake? If you want to dip it in chocolate sauce, you can... the kind that you brush on the bottom of the cake."

This guy, he's getting addicted to it, right?

Amamiya Ren was having trouble breathing, his sanity was about to be destroyed by Kamo Shida in his heart.

Damn you, Kamoshida!

Lavenda's face became redder and redder, obviously sensing the customer's hunger, "If you eat cake for breakfast, you will have indigestion..."

She had no intention of resisting at all. Instead, she waited obediently for Amamiya Ren to make a choice.

Witch! This is a witch!

The thief suddenly threw back the quilt, rushed into the bathroom and started changing clothes.

The chef was left curled up in bed, savoring the compliments she received for cooking last night. She suddenly held her face and smiled shyly and mischievously.

There was still a long time to spend with Amamiya Ren. Lavenda told herself not to be too impatient.

She thought distressedly that the previous Amamiya Ren was not so outstanding...

Even the meeting time was moved forward a lot.

After being split into two parts and then reassembled by "Joker" using the guillotine in the Velvet Room, Lavenda realized that there were suddenly some strange fragments in her memory.

They come from "the other Lavenda" and also from "the two parts of Lavenda that were separated" - "Carolina and Christina".

In a time and space different from this world, she still fell in love with Amamiya Ren.

Because at the beginning, Lavenda was just like the Joker, her personality was split into two independent individuals by force majeure-Carolina and Christina. They both fell in love with the trickster as he was active in the heart palace.

When memory and emotion merge into one entity, it is natural that the love will double.

This love came to this world and I met myself who fell in love with Amamiya Ren at first sight.

Wouldn't that be...

Four times as many likes?!

The girl, who finally realized this, was so shy that she was at a loss as to what to do and almost let the cream leak out of the cake base.

It would be troublesome if it fell on the bed. Lavenda watched Amamiya Ren leave with Morgana, and she rushed into the bathroom and began to pour out the excess cream.

A good chef must learn to control the quantity of ingredients reasonably.

(The third update today. This is a chapter to pay off the unlimited bounty.)

(The unlimited bounty will end in two days.)

Dry weather: 046. Khaki is out of the sky (3K)

[This is a Japanese-style pavilion in the Edo period, from which you can overlook the war-torn Ashina Castle. ]

[The burly ninja stroked the hilt of his sword. Time had taken away too much...wealth from him.

Whether it is physical strength, comrades-in-arms, or one relationship after another.

The only person left in the attic was an old man with a burning fire of ambition.

His gray hair fluttered in the cold wind, and he forced a cruel smile on his wrinkled face, "Wolf, you have grown up."

The young ninja called Wolf took a step back in silence, leaned forward slightly, and placed his palm on the handle of the Hirata family heirloom sword named "Wakimaru".

Not getting a response, the old man slowly stopped smiling, his gloomy eyes revealed the cruelty and coldness of an owl hunting.

"Wolf," he said his adopted son's name for the last time.

"I'm up."

The words were not yet finished.

The gigantic ninja suddenly disappeared, the sound of air tearing was heard everywhere, and silver sword lights fell from the sky!

Clang—the expected close combat.

"Wolf" silently clenched the long knife in his hand, exerting force on each of his fingers, and resisting the old man's attack with all his strength, as if this was his heart, and he would die if he relaxed.

From that seemingly small body burst forth a terrifying power that seemed capable of wrestling with a giant bull.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the sword and the blade separated, and countless collisions broke out in an instant, sparks flying everywhere. 】

Amamiya Ren sat in the reclining seat of the train, gripping the latest mobile version of PS with both hands and frantically manipulating the joystick, leaving afterimages on the buttons.

This is a third-person action game called "Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice". The main selling point is the bloody fighting and the exciting metal clanging. The main feature is an unparalleled mowing game with sharp and powerful slashing actions. The level design is novel and the overall process is easy and simple, just like a sightseeing tour. Every player can relax during the game and feel at home.

With his extraordinary reaction speed, Amamiya Ren completed perfect counterattacks time and time again. Finally, the loyal ninja killed his adoptive father who intended to usurp the country. As the old man gasped heavily, the long sword swung out a string of blood beads and slowly returned to the sheath.

[Ninja Killing] The bloody words appeared on the screen.

A soft female voice came from the train broadcast, "The next stop is Cangshan 1-chome."

The students in the carriage, wearing the uniforms of Xiujin High School, stood up one after another, or woke up their companions who were taking a nap beside them, and walked out with their schoolbags on their backs...

They suddenly retreated in unison, leaving a clear path.

Amamiya Ren walked by with his head down, holding a PS, obviously saving the game progress. Everyone held their breath and kept silent until he left the car first. Then they resumed chatting and laughing, and their tense bodies relaxed.

Walk out of the Shibuya Line station and take the escalator to the shopping street. This is Aoyama 1-chome in Minato-ku, Tokyo.

The embassies of Canada, Germany and Iraq in Japan, as well as the famous Sogetsu Hall and Tokyo Imperial Palace are located here.

Passing by a movie theater with Kamen Rider-related statues, you can see men and women in retro clothing walking together. Their destination is probably the Meiji Jingu Gaien Art Museum.

The billboards on the street have been updated, and the content now reads "The most praised Japanese painting genius in the past thousand years, a master of countless styles, Madarame Ikryusai." Then, the many works of different styles are played in a streaming manner.

Amemiya Ren was not very interested in Japanese paintings. He preferred religious murals, which had a grand epic feel and solemnity.

But before achieving spiritual satisfaction...

He smelled the various food aromas in the air and felt hungry.

Let’s have breakfast first.

I searched the streets and alleys outside the campus for a satisfactory store, and finally I set my eyes on a small stall selling steamed buns.

According to the boss, this is the authentic Tianjin soup dumpling.

When you bite open the thin and tender dough, the mushrooms and minced meat are fully cooked and brewed into a mellow and rich soup that immediately falls into your mouth, which is naturally full of salty and fresh taste. The meat filling mixed with the boiling soup falls into your stomach, and soon you feel warm.

I was so hungry that I gobbled the buns so fast that I had forgotten the taste of them.

He has no say on whether it is authentic or not.

After all, Amamiya Ren has never been to China.

Although in his junior high school daydreaming notebook of a trip around the world, the first stop was China.

But dreams are meant to reflect real wishes and expectations.

Traveling around the world...In fact, Amamiya Ren's first dreams were all the erotic fantasies common among adolescent boys.

It wasn't until he became friends with the best-performing girl in his class at Naoetsu Junior High School, and listened to her describe the different cultural customs and even historical allusions of various countries every day, that his mind was filled with thoughts like "You're right, it's a sunny day today, I'm going to travel around the world", and "Yes, Jerusalem is a great place, so I'm going to travel around the world".

And now.