Tokyo Trickster

"Where are you going, Miss Youli?"

"Would you like to sit down and have a cup of coffee? It's my treat."

Almost at the same time, Shin Niijima and Haru Okumura tried to persuade Nao Tomori to stay.

The part-time reporter wiped the tears from her eyes and sat back down silently. I'm sorry, my hard-working editor and my brother who is recuperating in the hospital. I may not be able to return home with my limbs intact today.

Ah, rather... I should book a ward in my brother's hospital as soon as possible. If I know a doctor there, he should be able to get a discount on the fees.

Oh, it's good to be young. Sakura Jiawei slightly explained the funnel used for filtering. He accidentally saw three girls chatting harmoniously at the same table, and felt that the store was a rare scene. It has been a long time since we have served so many young customers. Recently, all the people who come to drink coffee are bald old men with white beards, who have nothing to do and are taking care of their neighbors' business.

at the same time.

The street of Shigenjaya.

With lingering fear, Amemiya Ren loosened her hand that was pinching Morgana's neck and threw the big cat, whose brains were almost shaken out, to the ground.

"Joker, what just happened?!" Morgana sighed.

"We were being followed." Amamiya Ren's face was as gloomy as water, "but fortunately we have managed to escape."

"That's good. I don't want to experience what I just experienced again."

"If you are surrounded in the Mind Palace and need my help..."

"We have Zorro!" Morgana waved his cat paw and patted Amamiya Ren's trouser leg, "How could we be surrounded by those scumbags?"

"Do you believe what you said?" The leader of the Phantom Thieves asked with a sneer, "Where was our second meeting?"

"prison......"

"Who's in there?"

"Yes...it's us."

"Mona cat, you still need some exercise."

"I am not a cat!"

Amamiya Ren was looking for a sukiyaki shop with the cleanest facade possible. He suddenly turned around and looked at the big cat beside him. "Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever seen you use a personality mask in real life."

Morgana was sweating profusely, "You...you just realized this?"

Amamiya Ren's expression became stunned.

"Using a personality mask in real life is... quite difficult!" Morgana swung his tail. "If I were to summon Zoro here, I would be exhausted in an instant."

"Really? I didn't feel anything," Amamiya Ren moved his shoulders and arms, "Maybe it's just normal physical exercise?"

"I specifically asked Ms. Lavenda, and she said that she had seen many precedents of driving personality masks in reality, but they all needed to use special props and methods, such as the 'will to die' or a pistol-like device." Morgana wiped the non-existent cold sweat, "So... you are basically a monster. This mental strength is far beyond that of humans!"

"What a hassle," Amamiya Lian said in disbelief, "It seems that in reality, the only ones who can be considered as capable of fighting are me and Lavenda."

While a man and a cat were looking for a Sukiyaki restaurant, they unknowingly arrived outside LeBron's door.

"Hey, it's Mr. Sakura's coffee shop!" Morgana was a little surprised, "Should we go in and say hello to him?"

"He can only hear you meowing, but he can't communicate with you."

"But Mr. Sakura gave me some dried fish to eat. He's a very nice guy."

"Shut up, greedy cat," Amamiya Ren still listened to the advice of his subordinates.

"I am not a cat!!!"

"Yes, yes, you are right." Amamiya Lian pushed open the shop door.

At the only table with guests, three beautiful girls all looked at him.

The heavy atmosphere, like the moment before a volcanic eruption, quickly disintegrated.

Amamiya Ren was silent for a second, and he withdrew from LeBron.

I'm sorry, I was presumptuous.

"Amemiya?" Ryuji Sakamoto's voice sounded behind him.

"Why don't you go in?"

The yellow-haired boy smiled as he pushed Amamiya Lian back to the coffee shop, "I just happen to have some problems with my math homework, so I'm asking you to teach me."

Dry weather: 079. "Three stages of ignorance"

At this moment, LeBron.

The three girls who came to the same destination from different paths immediately became afraid when they saw their target.

Okumura Haru drank his coffee nonchalantly, and his earlobes hidden in his curly hair had unknowingly turned red and translucent.

Shinjima suddenly took out his phone, as if he was in a hurry, and started typing on the screen, replying to a non-existent account with a non-existent message.

Nao Tomori turned on the camera and fiddled with an expensive memory card.

Amamiya Ren walked into the coffee shop quietly, and said to Sakura Jiawei, whose expression was becoming more and more strange, "Mr. Sakura, I'd like some beef tongue curry. Add some chili."

"Beef tongue curry?" The reporter who was playing with the memory card looked up suddenly.

"Do you know them, kid?" Sakura Jiawei asked.

"I guess so..." Amamiya Ren's face darkened. How else could she answer this?

Could it be that he had to tell Sakura Jiawei that they were actually nymphomaniacs who had been following him for days with bad intentions? No one would believe him even if he called the police. Niijima-senpai's elder sister was an investigator at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Okumura-senpai was the only daughter of a wealthy tycoon.

As for Nao Tomori... judging from her outfit, it seems she's working part-time as an entertainment news reporter.

Okay, okay, it's all my fault. The thief was determined to face this sudden disaster head-on. While Sakura Jia Weishan was tinkering with curry in the kitchen, he walked towards the three girls.

Ryuji Sakamoto had just pushed Amamiya Ren into the store when his cell phone rang. It was the seniors from the track and field club who were organizing physical training again.

As Amamiya Ren approached, the people sitting at the table began to feel embarrassed.

The first one to feel guilty was Shinjima, who had bad intentions.

She was already feeling extremely guilty for following a younger boy, but when she saw the real guy approaching, her courage and willpower collapsed on the spot. She ran away miserably with the lame excuse of "forgot her wallet at the cram school."

Okumura Haru seemed to realize how shameless her actions were, and her right hand was restlessly pinching the hem of her skirt.

As early as the first quick glance at the gate of Shujin High School, she was already fascinated by Amamiya Ren, who was blessed by the ghost story, and these days she always has some unrealistic romantic fantasies. Okumura Haru, who grew up in a high-pressure family atmosphere and study environment, has accumulated too many negative emotions, and the sprouting of this adolescent restlessness and curiosity seems to have found a way for this young lady who rarely interacts with the opposite sex to vent them.

He couldn't help but "peep" and "follow", savoring the dangerous excitement in this taboo-breaking behavior. This was an experience that Okumura Haru had never experienced before.

If Amamiya Ren knew everything about her actions...

If Amamiya Ren wanted to take her to court...

Even though he knew that the writer had enough influence to severely damage the reputation of the Okumura Group that raised him, and even affect the company's operations, Okumura Haru still chose to follow him.

Once the association began, the panic mixed with the throbbing of adolescence made her heart beat faster, cold sweats flowed, and the tingling sensation of electricity climbed up from her spinal cord to her mind and then spread to her surroundings. Although she knew that the consequences would make her regretful and fall into a tragic situation, she still could not help but taste the strange feelings that transcended the constraints of her family.

Okumura Haru sometimes wanted to play the role of a bad girl. She didn't know what kind of feelings she had for Amamiya Ren... She always thought it was love at first sight, and perhaps it was essentially lust and obsession with men. But it is undeniable that the only elite of the surname Okumura, who was most proud of it, and the eldest daughter who was destined to lead the entire chaebol in the future, had already failed in front of the "beautiful man barrier".

It's understandable, it's understandable. After all, she is a hot new idol on the Japanese Internet. Tomori Nao wiped the tears from the corners of her mouth. She also coveted Amamiya Ren's face.

Wearing glasses, Amamiya Ren looks quiet and intellectual, like a boy next door. When he takes off his glasses, he looks like a glass-like transparent and fragile texture, lazy and casual. But in his dark gray eyes, there is a surging flame, which makes people feel that he is passionate about his career. With the black outfit and hair color, he is like a predator wandering in the shadows of the city, confusing the sight and hearing of his prey with his agile posture and seductive appearance, and then taking action at the moment when everyone is relaxed, creating a sin......

In layman's terms, this boy looks too good to be a crime. He has a kind of beauty that is between immaturity and calmness, between purity and intelligence, between quietness and enthusiasm, between gorgeousness and laziness, just like the gorgeous but fleeting beauty of summer fireworks. The charm created by this conflict of completely different temperaments is too lethal, like a whirlpool in the deep sea, pulling sailboats into it irresistibly, crushing them, and merging them into one.

Okumura Haru finally couldn't stand it anymore. She suddenly stood up, her face flushed, "Sorry, I have to...excuse me."

Then the eldest lady ran away with her luxurious handmade shoulder bag, her steps were a little strange.

In just one minute, Amamiya Ren transformed into an unrivaled samurai from the Edo period, stepped forward with his sword, and killed two generals, Shinjima Shin and Okumura Haru, in succession.

Nao Tomori had never been infected by the power of ghost stories. In addition, she had been exposed to the news in the entertainment industry for a long time, so she had a strong resistance to Amamiya Ren. She remained calm and looked at the boy sitting opposite her. "How does the beef tongue curry here taste?"

"The soup base is quite spicy, sweet and spicy. The beef tongue is very tender, it's a spice bomb." Amamiya Lian gave a thumbs up, "Very good."

Adhering to the principle of "As long as I am not embarrassed, it is not me who is embarrassed", Tomori Nao clasped her hands together and her tone became cheerful and lively, with a hint of playfulness, "Amamiya-san, I am sorry to bother you, but I hope to interview you about your views on the idol industry..."

"Ah, of course you can," Amamiya Lian suddenly slammed the table and stood up, "Wait a moment."

He looked at Sakamoto Ryuji who pushed the door open and walked in, and greeted him, holding his shoulders, "Sakamoto~"

Amamiya Ren said earnestly, "Did you just get a call from the seniors in the track and field club?"

"How do you know?!" Sakamoto Ryuji was stunned.

The Phantom Thief pushed him back outside the coffee shop, put his arm around his shoulder, and said, "Hey, we're close friends. I'll go with you to the track and field club's activities."

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

"I suddenly wanted to compete with you."

"Are you going to perform a track and field event?"

“Definitely track and field.”

"What are you waiting for? Let's go to school. Club activities will start soon." Sakamoto Ryuji was enthusiastic. He was easily fooled, vanity at work. This guy really wanted to show off his athletic ability in front of Amamiya Ren.

"Stop," Amamiya Ren added, "As a genius in track and field, shouldn't you be more humble than me?"

After quickly killing Shinjima Makoto and Okumura Haru, he deliberately hid the most deadly blow and delayed it for several hours.

One step beyond the sound, two steps without a break, three steps to the ultimate sword! This is the swan song of the genius swordsman Okita Souji, the three steps of Wuming -

Sakamoto Ryuji was oblivious. "Hey, you can't show mercy in sports. Giving it your all is the charm of it!"

"Ha, that's really cruel. This is a rare opportunity to urge me to exercise," Amamiya Ren struck while the iron was hot, "Why not add some more punishment? Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be afraid of fighting and run away."

"You can say whatever you want," Sakamoto Ryuji waved his hand, full of confidence.

"Unlimited physical training." Amamiya Ren said, "If you lose to me, you will have to wear a black and white maid outfit to participate in the club activities the next day. On the other hand, if I run away, or fail to stick to at least one set of procedures, I will also accept the punishment."

"So vicious?!" Ryuji Sakamoto was surprised, but he never thought that he would lose.

"This is the only way to force yourself to exercise well."

Amamiya Ren rolled up her sleeves to show off her slightly defined arm muscles. "After all, sitting for so long has put me in an unhealthy physical condition."

right?

When the Phantom Thief is using his [Personality] in reality, his bodily functions can be compared to that of the legendary "Arsene Lupin".

Almost as good as Captain America.

Amamiya Ren looks very slim and thin, and his weight is also unhealthy. In fact, he only needs to put in some mental fatigue to drive [Orion], and he can blow up a sandbag with one punch.

Oh my, Ryuji Sakamoto in maid outfit is really an eye-catcher.

Dry weather: 080. Sugar and idol book

Ryuji Sakamoto was laughing foolishly, totally unaware that he had been stabbed through the heart by some cheating thief.

The knife moves so quickly that the victim doesn’t even know he or she has been “beheaded”. Perhaps the pain will only appear after a few hours.

"Listen carefully, and kill with your heart!" Kill, kill, kill. Amamiya Ren has become bloodthirsty. She kills Shin and Haru in succession, and then stabs Sakamoto Ryuji.

Even if his eyes are as sharp as swords and he scans everywhere but cannot find the enemy, he will eventually let out a deep sigh, "The invincible are often lonely."

The warrior who completed his mission calmly sheathed his sword and pushed open the door of LeBron's shop.

Two plates of hot ox tongue curry were already placed on the counter, a perfect reward for the samurai.

The white-haired girl sat upright against the wall, with narrow shoulders and a petite figure, next to her was a printout of the Mona Lisa.

Nao Tomori is undoubtedly a very cute and beautiful girl. She is at an age when she is about to blossom, and in terms of appearance alone, she is in no way inferior to the girl idols in the spotlight.

But she didn't seem to have much awareness of her outstanding appearance. In just a few minutes of communication, Amamiya Ren could already sense her envy of Niijima Makoto and Okumura Haru.

Is it because you envy their popularity?

This emotion was even vaguely expressed towards Amamiya Ren.

The Phantom Thief placed two plates of ox tongue curry on the table, "You didn't seem to ask Mr. Sakura to use less chili."

"Hey, sometimes I want to try some authentic curry." Tomori Nao smiled shyly, "Thanks for the recommendation~"

Amamiya Ren opened the disposable chopsticks.

"I'm gonna start now."

"I'm gonna start now."

In unison, they both picked up some curry rice and stuffed it into their mouths.

Sakura Jiawei stroked his beard and looked at the warm scene of young people getting along with each other. He sighed a little and thought, how nice it would be if his adopted daughter could also have friends and campus life like this.

When Amemiya has some free time, I will ask him to try to come to our house.