Tokyo Trickster

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The katana fell from the sun's flare and severed her arm.

No blood flowed out, just a clay-like substance squirming on the ground.

"This is a monster made of greed and hatred." The man's voice became very soft and slow. "Go to Huangquan Road to repent."

With the shining light of the knife, his limbs broke apart.

The next moment, a cheap, blood-stained liposuction needle pierced its forehead.

His cloudy pupils suddenly widened, and his whole body began to melt as if strong acid was poured on him.

In the rapidly spreading white steam, this terrifying and shocking "monster" quickly disintegrated until it completely disappeared.

The man's blond hair also quickly changed color, returning to its original silver-white color.

His name is Narukami Yuu. He is a second-year student at the Faculty of Law at the University of Tokyo. His Twitter account is "Full-brother-in-law". Actually, after being harassed by this strange story a few days ago, he should have changed his name to "Golden-brother-in-law", but after thinking about it, it felt a bit like the evolution of Pokémon, so he just gave up.

"Bancho" is a contractor of the previous generation of the Velvet Room, and is particularly good at using two-handed swords.

Because I had received help from Woyan Izu Lake when I was at a low point in my life, I owed him a big favor.

A month ago, this famous ghost story expert came to Tokyo and visited him specially, saying, "In Inaba City, which changed your life, many strange things are growing. But I have more important things to deal with abroad, so the difficult task of saving Inaba City is left to you."

Yu Narukami spent a year of high school in Inaba, and this year almost completely overturned his future life.

Thinking of his close friends who were already working or continuing their studies, he thought for a while and decided to take a long vacation from school, then took the tram back to this city full of rich and colorful memories.

"You look so energetic. Did something good happen?" An older delinquent man with dyed blond hair, an open Hawaiian shirt and a pair of slippers approached.

"Mr. Oshino," Narukami Yuu looked helplessly at the middle-aged man who was nominally a helper but actually only talked and did nothing, "You actually know the weakness to solve this ghost story, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"Hey, hey, hey, I worked so hard to dig out that liposuction needle from the ruins of the former 'Lok'lola' beauty salon. Don't erase my efforts." Oshino Yao looked at the top of Narukami Yu's head happily, "Don't you think it's a pity? The free hair dyeing project has gone to waste."

The "Lok'lola" beauty salon fire incident was a disaster that occurred in Inaba City this year. Several unskilled and unscrupulous doctors jointly opened this beauty salon in a remote village. Under the guise of "disciple of Tokyo beauty master" and "latest fashionable design", combined with high-end decoration, they successfully lured nearly a hundred women to consume cosmetic surgery here, making crazy money while also causing countless tragedies.

The youngest girl among them has just graduated from junior high school.

In order to prevent the truth from being exposed, the doctors locked the victims of failed plastic surgery in the cellar under the pretext of "recuperation" after the operation.

It was not until the scale of the scam expanded and alerted the Metropolitan Police Department that their scam was finally exposed and they were thrown into prison.

The police opened the dusty cellar and found countless bones amidst the indescribable stench.

Such resentment became reality through news reports, turning into a weird phenomenon of coveting "beautiful things" and hating "women's love of beauty."

It brutally killed three little girls who loved dressing themselves up.

She even relied on her immortal body to dance repeatedly in front of Yuu Narukami, and playfully turned his hair golden.

Then Shinobu Yao ran to the beauty salon and checked her underwear.

The investigation took four days and the salvation took five minutes.

......

Narukami Yuu walked out of the alley, took off the sunglasses hanging on his chest and put them on his face, "Hurry to the next target."

"Are you in such a hurry to go back to Tokyo to be with your celebrity girlfriend?" Oshino Yoru approached him slyly. "To be honest, we may have to be busy until the end of the year before we can relax."

"Where on earth do all these weird things come from?!" Veins popped up on Ming Shangyou's forehead.

Shinobu pointed at him and said, "You should know more about this kind of thing than I do. It involves the human consciousness world. Maybe there is a lot of chaos going on there, which has triggered a large number of vicious social incidents, which indirectly promoted the breeding of weirdness."

"That's enough."

"Woyan is the busiest one," Shinobu Yoru said as he walked and stretched his arms. "The number of ghost stories she has cleared in this period is almost four digits."

"I'm talking about you."

"Ah?" Oshino Yao pretended to be stupid, but he was actually retreating silently.

Ming Shangyou covered his nose, "You smell like a rotting corpse, stay away from me."

"Oh, I was wondering how long you'd hold it in before you could say it."

"I've reached the point where I can't stand it anymore."

PS: The sensitive words in the chapter of the 6.19 hot patch were OXed. I didn't want to see the face of Shenhe, so I just deleted it. Sakura was a character who had little chance to appear. The setting has been changed. It's a bit too ugly to change it back. (I will consider this situation more in the future, and I won't listen to rumors. Thank you for your opinions.)

072. Akechi Goro: What the hell is going on?!

Chopsticks quickly stir the egg liquid in a spare bowl. As the pots and pans shake, the golden viscous liquid pours into the boiling hot oil, bubbles bulging in the gurgling sound, and a spoonful of soy sauce is added as seasoning.

The thick pork chop fried to golden crispy was quickly cut into strips with a knife and scooped up to cover the full bowl of rice. Then, when the egg was slightly transformed from liquid to solid, it was scooped out and poured into the bowl of rice filled with pork chop.

Because it is named after sumo wrestlers, the portion size is also in line with sumo wrestlers' dining habits. The thickest pork chop has a cross-section width of nearly six centimeters. The low-temperature aging method allows it to retain its soft and tender taste. The fat and carbohydrates expand between the teeth, and the modification of soy sauce and mustard achieves an explosive impact.

This was the most delicious pork chop rice that Amamiya Ren had ever eaten in her life.

The only downside is.

One serving requires two thousand shakes

Then, Ryuji Sakamoto's share was his treat.

Bank card balance: -4000

Poor, so poor. Amamiya Ren drank a mouthful of half-cooked egg liquid with tears in her eyes.

During the time when he had the most royalties, he bought a villa in Naoetsu. Now, it seems quite a stretch for him to support the operation and development of the entire Phantom Thieves Group with only the profit from the subsequent publication of his debut work.

This still includes the royalties from the serialization of the new book in Xiangyingshe's novel magazine.

It's been a while since I bought a new game.

Amamiya Lian picked up a piece of pork chop and stuffed it into his mouth. Fortunately, a considerable amount of money will be deposited into his bank account tomorrow. He thought about equipping Lavenda with a latest smartphone and tinkering with the horizon heirloom that APEX will soon launch.

"Um... Amamiya," Sakamoto Ryuji burped, then he lowered his head awkwardly, "I'll trouble you tonight."

"2000 Haruka" Amamiya Lian handed him a few banknotes and said, "Go to the Internet cafe and have a rest for the night. Remember to pay me back later."

"Huh?" The yellow-haired man was stunned.

"Why, you want to live in my house?" The thief drank a sip of the miso soup with razor clams. "It's not very convenient. I'll help you find a cheap place to live tomorrow."

"Thank you...thank you very much." Sakamoto Ryuji hesitated to speak, and finally thanked him honestly.

After eating and drinking, the two people walked one after the other on Shibuya Central Street. A little further away, the TV screen in the square was playing the concert preview of Kujigawa Risa.

Drunken college students clinked glasses and cheered in a pub in the alley.

Amemiya Ren was wearing large plain glasses, and it was difficult for anyone to recognize his identity in the dark.

"Do you know any good Internet cafes in Shibuya?" he suddenly asked Ryuji Sakamoto.

"Yes," Sakamoto Ryuji looked at the dark sky filled with halos, feeling inexplicably confused.

"Meet at Shikenjaya in Setagaya tomorrow," Amamiya Ren said goodbye to him, "Remember not to play games too late."

I'm not in the mood to play games right now... Ryuji Sakamoto muttered words that he didn't quite believe, and then watched the increasingly dazzling figure of his peer disappear into the glittering streets of Shibuya, never to be seen again.

Hey.

The leather shoes stepped on the cobblestone road, making a crisp sound.

Countless pairs of leather shoes passed by, creating a noise like a tide.

There are red and white sneakers that go against the tide, stepping out of the formulaic wave and going against the crowd.

The brown-haired boy was wearing a well-fitting suit and carrying a silver suitcase. He stood in the dense crowd on Shibuya Street and looked back in horror.

Who was that just now?!

A strong sense of presence. It was like a tsunami rolling towards a sailboat from afar, or a storm approaching a town, foreshadowing the cold and arrogant presence of nature, but it did not destroy anything, brewing its might, and then immediately disappeared. It was just fleeting.

Goro Akechi felt a chill down his spine. At one point, the power of "God's gift" sounded a frantic warning: the seeds of the hurricane had passed by him.

Maybe tomorrow, or next month, or maybe even longer... A hurricane powerful enough to destroy the city is coming. Destroy the city he worked so hard to build...

Amamiya Ren bought a string of marshmallows and looked up at the towering Tokyo Tower absentmindedly.

He could vaguely sense that someone was watching him.

Perhaps his new identity as an idol has made him accustomed to being stared at, and unless there is any ill intention, he would just turn a blind eye.

The thief took the elevator to the top floor of Tokyo Tower, which was full of sightseeing tourists.

He found an empty white plastic stool and sat down, overlooking the entire Shibuya.

I always feel like something is missing.

At times like this, Amamiya Ren thought that it would be nice to have a knife in her hand so that she could satisfy some of her middle school thoughts.

It's almost the end of October.

After Halloween, she had to submit a self-review to the Metropolitan Police Department. Amamiya Ren had to write a self-review and submit it to the Metropolitan Police Department every two months.

After all, he gave the congressman a real punch in Naoetsu, and it seemed that a lot of his teeth were knocked out.

He gave his seat to a foreign woman with a child, smiled without saying a word, then turned and walked to the guardrail, quietly looking at the twinkling stars on the dark earth.

It seems that this is the prosperity of the whole Tokyo.

Dry weather: 073. LeBron's attic

[Alibaba: Boss? Is the boss here? ]

[The bug stick is the perfect weapon: You said.]

[Alibaba: Do you still need website maintenance services? (Kitten stretching out its claws.jpg)]

[The Bug Stick is the Perfect Weapon: What's wrong, you want to raise the price? ]

[Alibaba: Haha... I've been obsessed with chasing stars lately, and my expenses are a bit high...]

[The bug stick is the perfect weapon: Let me guess, the popular singer Kujigawa Riyo? ]

[Alibaba: It’s a new male idol…..It’s Kurusu Akatsuki who debuted as a best-selling author…]

[The bug stick is the perfect weapon: What a coincidence, I also like Kurusu Akatsuki. ]

Yu Gong Lian took a look at the reward list in the background of the live broadcast room, and sure enough, she found the account "Alibaba".

The money flows from left hand to right hand, and after the commission is deducted, the only one who is smiling is the live broadcast platform.

He still chose to give Alibaba additional compensation.

Just think of it as winning people's hearts with a low price.

This guy is really good. As he gets more work done, I'm sure he'll soon be able to see what the site is really like.

Amamiya Ren wants to recruit him into the Phantom Thieves' volunteer team.

After dealing with Madarame, if "Alibaba" can still remain calm and approach you, then try to send him an invitation.

Lavenda sat in Amamiya Ren's arms, fiddling with the latest Apple phone. She was registering her own Line account.

"Teacher Amamiya," the secretary rubbed his chest with her cheek, "Add friend~"

She raised her phone, and the screen showed a newly created Line account, with the avatar being a selfie of Amamiya Ren, and the nickname "Always Love Amamiya Ren." This is common for Kurusu Akatsuki's fan group.

However...the overly straightforward emotions along with the girl's burning gaze pierced into the thief's body, making him feel a little hot on his cheeks.

"Don't ignore me!" Lavenda said angrily, "Respond to a girl's love properly. This is what a gentleman should do!"

Amamiya Ren rubbed her soft face vigorously. "The tarot card you marked in the Velvet Room was [Strength], why do you always say lines that are only for [Lover]!"

"Hmph, if you believe in that kind of thing, you lose," Lavenda expressed her disdain for the symbolism of tarot cards, and then kissed the corner of Amamiya Ren's mouth intimately, "This is not the 'COOP' in JRPG games, which can only mark one person. If you like it, you like it..."

She smiled triumphantly, as warm and gentle as the autumn sunshine, "You like me the most, right? Mr. Amamiya~"

Lavender leaned close to Amamiya Ren's ear and nipped his earlobe playfully like a little devil, "Every time after turning off the lights at night, it is the teacher who takes the initiative..."

As if feeling shy, the girl rubbed her blushing face against him, and the breath she exhaled became hotter and moister.

After a crisp sound, Lavenda became obedient.

She covered her injured butt angrily and quickly fled from Amamiya Ren's sight.

The Phantom Thief watched Lavenda becoming more and more free, and his secretary's true nature was finally revealed.

She looks quiet and well-behaved, but actually she is the naughty type who likes to play tricks on others.

She is not afraid of getting into trouble... No, it seems that no matter what she does, it is a reward for her.