Tokyo Trickster

“This is not in line with the rules of a community hospital.”

"Pay your hard work fee first." Wu Jianmiao repeated.

"Well, then I'll have to take some money out of my relatives' funeral money..."

"Such a joke is not funny at all!" Takemiya Miao suddenly grabbed the collar of Amamiya Ren and pulled him closer, glaring at the other with his dark brown pupils.

But there was no teasing or mockery in those dark grey eyes, only a calmness and depth like well water.

Huahuahua...the small fan made a soft sound in the business counter.

Takemiya muttered something inaudible, then loosened his grip on Amamiya Ren's tie and turned to push open the door of the clinic.

"come in."

"Excuse me," Amamiya Ren helped Sakamoto Ryuji into the house.

......

Sakura Futaba followed the account "Kurisu Akatsuki" on her blog.

She waits for the other party to update his status every day.

Whether it was analysis of painful literature, or criticism of some current political news, or occasionally live broadcasting various games happily. These were common things on the Internet, but in Amamiya Ren's words and writings, they showed extraordinary appeal. For the first time, Sakura Futaba felt like a star chaser.

When will this guy debut? She thought that if he debuted as an idol, she would have more channels to get photos of Amamiya Ren.

Soon, her cell phone rang. It was an account she paid particular attention to that posted new updates.

[Kurisu Akira: Have you ever had or witnessed a friend or relative’s creativity or even the fruits of their labor being taken away by someone else? (Picture: Edison shaking a light bulb)]

A lot of comments soon appeared under the post.

[I sell sunscreen in France: There is a novel author who is a part-time game anchor who often invites my sister who has mild autism to play games with me. My efforts to spend a lot of time with her seem to be insignificant. ]

[Kurisu Akatsuki replied to @我还在法国售太阳霜油: This is jealousy. Don't get off topic. ]

[Promise me, don't choose Yagami Iori. Replied: I always feel like you are implying something about Kurusu Akatsuki.]

[Alibaba: Could it be that the girl who often appears in the live broadcast room is your sister? ]

[Kamen Rider Takeuchi Yukari: I think it's very obvious, maybe this is the possessiveness of a brother Wwww? ]

[Don’t call me Detective Prince: This is a strange deviation, but it’s also to be expected. ]

[Full-Sister-Con: I have finished reading the new publication of Shoeisha. So I think it would be better for the blogger to continue to serialize the story of "Devilish Teacher and Student Rebellion" instead of posting these weird questionnaires... (This comment has been deleted)]

【Kurisu Akatsuki: No urging for updates. 】

【...】

After intensive Internet surfing, Amamiya Ren put down her phone and looked at Takemiya Miao who walked out of the consulting room.

"Doctor, how is my classmate's health?"

"Did this guy obstruct the Metropolitan Police Department from enforcing the law? How come he has sequelae from the electric shock?"

"I guess it was because he accidentally walked into a very dangerous crime scene, and the police were afraid that he would carelessly provoke the terrorists, so they forcibly subdued him and threw him into the police car."

Wu Jianmiao took out the medical record book and sat opposite Amamiya Ren.

"The person has been cured, and now it's your turn." Her eyes were sharp. "Why are you investigating me?"

Amamiya Ren pinched her chin and said, "I admire Dr. Takemi's ability. He can develop drugs by himself and is proficient in practice."

"I don't have the medicine you want."

"Let's make a deal," Amamiya Ren interrupted her, "I will provide you with the indispensable and legal opportunity to conduct human drug testing, and you have to trade a portion of the drugs you develop for me to use."

"Patent..." Wu Jian Miao saw Morgana behind Amamiya Ren. The black cat had a small red and black card in its mouth. She often used the Internet, so of course she recognized that this was the iconic item of the recently famous Phantom Thieves of the Mind.

Amamiya Ren took off her glasses, and the young female doctor was even more surprised, "Kurisu Akatsuki?!"

"Akatsuki Kurusu and the Phantom Thieves of the Heart, are you satisfied with this information?" Amamiya Ren put her glasses back on. "I must tell you, doctor, there is indeed a supernatural organization in this world that can make evil people truly repent."

He snapped his fingers, and lightning swirled around his fingertips like catkins. "So, I know your experiences and experiences are easy for people to understand, right?"

"Why did you come to me?" Wu Jianmiao's worldview was a little shattered.

"Ah, because..." Amamiya Lian rubbed her hands a little embarrassedly, retracting the flash of lightning, "I really need a drug that can quickly replenish my energy."

"I shouldn't give up this opportunity." She said to herself.

"If you still want to wash away the slander and defamation you have suffered and further realize your dreams, there should be no reason to reject me." Amamiya Ren struck while the iron was hot.

Wu Jianmiao, who had no way out, repeatedly looked at his pale face, his expression becoming meaningful, "If you can really provide me with legal test subjects, I can actually make a lot of this kind of drug. But you have to bear the necessary costs."

She actually tacitly accepted that she could be considered a member of the Phantom Thieves.

"Of course," Amamiya Ren coughed twice as if nothing had happened. "Anyway, please accept this business card. When the opportunity is right, I will contact you again on behalf of the Phantom Thieves."

In fact, Takemiya Myo had misunderstood. The reason why Amamiya Ren looked so exhausted today was entirely because she had exploded in Madarame Ikryusai's spiritual palace not long ago, which directly drained her of both her mental and physical strength.

But he was too embarrassed to refute, because he had indeed been living a rather absurd life throughout the nights of September. For example, he liked to binge on all kinds of desserts at midnight snack time.

Morgana placed the business card on Takemiya's desk and followed the thief out of the clinic.

Wu Jianmiao was still in a daze, trying hard to adapt to the sudden change in her daily life.

Super powers and such, it's really unfair...

The doctor suddenly slapped the table, opened the door and ran out, suppressing his chaotic thoughts, "Your partner is still here with me."

"He's not a member of the Phantom Thieves," Amamiya Ren and Morgana continued walking forward without looking back, and soon they started running, fearing that they would be associated with Ryuji Sakamoto in the clinic.

Wu Jianmiao was silent. Is there anyone who can compensate her for the medical expenses that disappeared out of thin air?

(py is a book by a good friend, a Sanbengzi fanfiction, you can take a look if you are interested.)

《What! You want me to be the Herrscher of the End!》

Dry weather: 069. Amamiya Ren debuts as an idol

"You're awake." A cold female voice.

Sakamoto Ryuji opened his eyes and saw the ceiling of the clinic, pale and old, like a dying birch tree. Under the birch tree sat a woman who looked like a birch tree.

Wu Jian Miao put a box of methylcobalamin and vitamin B in a palm-sized plastic bag. After briefly giving the doctor's instructions, she suddenly asked, "Do you know the Phantom Thieves of the Heart?"

Sakamoto Ryuji, who was starting up his brain, answered dazedly, "Of course I know. I heard that the bastard teacher Kamoshida was imprisoned because of them."

"You and that Amamiya are both Shujin's students. Classmates?"

"Yes."

"......" So Huangmao was kicked out of the clinic.

The door slammed shut.

The bright moon is already hanging alone, and it is difficult to see the twinkling stars in the night of the big city.

Ryuji Sakamoto was strolling on the deserted street and could vaguely hear some old people talking in the distance.

He chased the cat and somehow strayed into the Palace of the Soul, was inexplicably electrocuted, and inexplicably woke up in a clinic, and was then driven to the streets of the Four-Room Teahouse. Suddenly, the evening breeze was bleak, and with a clang, it was the sound of "Dr. Pepper" falling from the shelf of the vending machine to the pick-up counter.

A building opposite the clinic was open, and a silver-haired girl was watering flowers by the door. She looked like a junior high school student. The girl was as cute as the most exquisite doll in the cupboard, and she was gorgeous, elegant and demure like a princess. Perhaps every child had admired her through the glass window, with the purest desire in their eyes, wanting to take her home.

Ryuji Sakamoto drank up all his Dr. Pepper and walked by holding an empty can.

He was a little envious. To raise a girl like this, the family must be very happy, right? The parents are successful in their careers, caring about their children, asking about their well-being, going to amusement parks, having family dinners...

Maybe you can even see a brand new box of cream cake at the birthday party?

It seems like a long time ago, I also experienced this kind of life.

Ryuji Sakamoto was thinking absentmindedly and before he knew it he had arrived at the train station.

White-collar workers working the night shift walk under the shadows of neon-lit buildings. The bustling streets present two sides of the picture: men and women lingering in the dazzling shops and luxurious high-end restaurants, and on the other side are blue-collar workers wandering in the darkness with their backs hunched towards their work area, or call girls standing by street lights holding signs with ambiguous words on them waiting for customers.

Everyone can see the brightest side of Tokyo, but they try their best to ignore the dark tide surging in the light, as if this can make them forget the existence of the abyss.

In fact, the abyss is everywhere, it is pressing forward step by step, ready to encourage people's extreme desires to go to a distorted state at any time. Because everyone pretends to be blind to their own desires, this is undoubtedly exposing their vulnerable backs to the invisible malicious prying eyes.

Amamiya Ren stood on the balcony, looking up at the dark and deep night sky. The bright lights in the nearby commercial district dyed the black sky with a layer of colorful jewels.

"Ryuji Sakamoto, huh?" Lavenda walked to the balcony with a plate of baked cookies and placed the plate on the white coffee table. "An ordinary person who accidentally entered the palace of the soul."

"Do you think he is qualified enough?" Amamiya Ren grabbed a biscuit.

Morgana jumped onto the wall and pulled the control line with his mouth, and a warm light came on on the balcony ceiling.

The big cat fell into the folding chair next to the coffee table and combed his beard with his claws. "I think Mr. Sakamoto is very courageous. It was his first time seeing a shadow, and he was in danger of death. But he did not succumb to the status quo, but tried every means to resist."

Lavenda finalized the result, "Without the help of the Different World Navigation App, he was able to follow Morgana into the activated palace. This has proven that he has the qualifications to awaken the personality mask."

"But in terms of personality, I guess he's the type who's a one-track-minded person, a restless young man?"

Amamiya Ren ended the topic, "After all, Sakamoto-san comes from a single-parent family. Even if we put aside his personal wishes, we are not able to afford the risk-equivalent return he needs to enter the Heart Palace to participate in the operation."

It all comes down to lack of money. It would be great if someone was willing to sponsor us.

It is really difficult to support the economy just by relying on Amemiya Ren's royalties.

"Hmm..." Lavenda saw his distress, "How about trying to make a debut?"

She pulled out the ATLUS agency business card from somewhere, "Recently, many gossip magazines have been saying that ATLUS has found a very promising idol candidate."

"This is not reliable." Amamiya Ren had a gloomy face. He simply used the ATLUS agency as a cover to find those "scouts" who tried to recruit him and spend a lot of money in various high-end restaurants, and then admired the embarrassed looks of these habitual offenders who often cheated students while trying to save face and empty their wallets and finally get nothing.

He actually has no idea about making his debut.

Because the money an idol earns is far less than what he earns from writing books.

"But it can attract traffic," Lavenda pinched Amamiya Ren's pretty face in anticipation, "Maybe you can play the leading role in the film and television adaptation of your own novel~ It will be very helpful whether you want to find sponsors for the Phantom Thieves or want to increase their popularity."

"You just want to watch me singing and dancing on the stage," Amamiya Ren slapped the girl's mischievous hands away.

"Hmm..." Lavenda turned her head away embarrassedly.

"Well, I want to see it too..." the big cat expressed his true feelings.

"Although," Amamiya Lian said solemnly, "I refuse!"

"Why!" Lavenda and Morgana protested at the same time, which was rare.

"Because it will be troublesome," Amamiya Ren said calmly, "I want to play games."

"If game manufacturers are hit hard by the changes in the image space, FGO, Azure Files, and APEX will all be shut down..."

"I'm going to debut as an idol right now." Amamiya Ren's calmness immediately collapsed.

All my favorite games have been shut down, which is really scary. Because it means that a large number of manufacturers have entered a shutdown phase, and there may be no interesting games in the next few years. The entire game industry may begin to decline rapidly.

We must work hard to increase the visibility of the Phantom Thieves... At the very least, we must ensure that the employees of the game company will think of contacting the Phantom Thieves first when their boss has a brain accident.

Without debuting, there will be no higher personal fame, no way to increase income, and no sponsorship. Without sponsorship, there will be no money, so the size of the Phantom Thieves cannot be expanded. If the size of the Phantom Thieves cannot be expanded, it will be impossible to quickly conquer the Palace of the Heart, and there will be no "quick response". If there is no "quick response", there will be no salvation......

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the sea of ​​clouds is lingering.

Mr. Kaito was faced with a painful decision.

(It’s the end of the semester soon, and I’m very busy with various homework assignments and activities. There’s even a flag-raising ceremony at 7:00 tomorrow.)

(Four hours of sleep is the limit, I will write another chapter later)

(I will start updating when I have some free time.)

070. Release an album right after debut

The original plan to attack Madarame Ichiryusai Palace failed.

The failure of the first kill has made Madarame's shadow alert. The next sneak attack will not be so easy, so he must make long-term plans to ensure that there will be no mistakes.

After Amamiya Ren's plan was ruined by Sakamoto Ryuji and Morgana, all he could do was to drive Orion with all his strength and shoot a "big" shot at Madarame before leaving.

The price he paid was that he didn't have the energy to curl up in the Velvet Room at night, and he would just sleep soundly with his head on the textbooks, hoping that the knowledge could penetrate his brain through the paper.

The time comes on June 10th.

Four days have passed since the end of Shujin's midterm exam.

Transcripts were also mailed to students' homes as required.

Compared to the high school students who were experiencing both joy and sorrow, the entertainment media were busy today.

Tokyo's most famous new-age writer announced his debut as an idol. Kurusu Akatsuki, who is at the top of the Japanese industry's contempt chain, is actually going to debut... It's a bombshell. The editors-in-chief of major newspapers want to tie a time bomb to each of their reporters. If the interview results are not produced by the time limit, they will explode immediately with Amamiya Ren to prevent being snatched up by their peers.

Amamiya Ren used many tricks he learned from Beimu Nishu. He had prepared a series of lies to separate himself from the "Phantom Thieves Group". No one could know the connection between him and the Phantom Thieves Group.