Tokyo Trickster

"Hey, I haven't used it before. Senior, just enjoy it~" Shiomi Kotone blinked her eyes, looking forward to seeing Amamiya Ren put the takoyaki into her mouth after pausing for a few seconds, and then asked impatiently, "How is it, is it delicious?"

Amamiya Ren hesitated for a moment, but finally said frankly that he couldn't sell his soul for beauty. As a self-proclaimed Shibuya gourmet, he had to have the utmost respect for taste. "Actually, the taste is just average. It's just the standard street shop level."

Shio Jianqinyin became visibly unhappy. She puffed her cheeks and said, "It's obviously delicious..."

It was like tasting it for the first time.

Amamiya Ren couldn't help but think of the first time she came to Shibuya, she was also attracted by the numerous snack shops. But after a while, she could tell the difference between food and snacks.

The car started and rumbled into the brightly lit night. Tatsumi Kotaro leaned against the car window, watching the relationship between the boy and the girl become more and more familiar, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart about youth.

"You've never been to Tokyo before, right?" Amamiya Ren asked Xijian Qinyin.

"Report to the senior, no!" The girl was still unhappy, thinking that the other party's disparagement of takoyaki was an humiliation to her taste.

The cutest thing about this girl is that she is naturally cute and expresses her emotions honestly without any trace of affectation. Even when she is angry, she is deliberately trying to convey the intention of "come and comfort me quickly".

Amamiya Ren is beginning to like this junior a little bit.

"If you have time, I'll take you to Shibuya to try out some shops that can truly be considered 'gourmet'. You still haven't seen the world."

"Hey, are you making fun of me for being a 'country bumpkin'?!" The girl was a little annoyed, forgetting for a moment the workplace rule of seniority.

"I'm just telling the truth. I also came to Tokyo from the countryside," Amamiya Ren explained cheerfully, "Work is important, but life is also an integral part of this city."

"Oh, I feel so embarrassed all of a sudden," Shiomi Kotone blushed a little, "So, Mr. Amamiya is inviting that cute junior on a date?"

"If you insist on thinking so."

"I agree!" Her eyes finally left Amamiya Ren's face, as if she had observed the information she wanted to know. Or maybe it was the reservedness or shyness of a young girl.

Amamiya Ren also stopped looking at Shiomi Kotone.

As expected, this guy is the same type as me――

These words flashed through the minds of both of them at the same time.

In the Velvet Room, Lavenda was stunned while cleaning the tables and chairs. She looked at the tarot cards that suddenly appeared on the table and was extremely shocked.

This is? The contractor of my sister's generation?

Why "she"?

Hasn't he been...

A special Tarot card, presented as The Fool.

On the card, there is a magnificent golden gate with a blurry figure nailed on the door in the posture of Jesus' death. A girl holding a pistol and a knife is looking upward, with endless confusion and sadness in her expression.

After finally removing all her makeup, Takamaki An suddenly sneezed.

She felt empty inside, as if something that should have been caught had already been caught by someone else.

Did I lose in an unknown place? The girl's unique intuition was giving her a warning.

Dry weather: 104.Win

Under the clear sky, the maple trees in the boulevard are like burning balls of fire, spitting out blood-red, bright red, and deep red. Blood and fire, further down is the steel corridor, and the blue-gray brick walls stare at it indifferently. Students carry their schoolbags and walk into the teaching building in the bright sunshine at the morning bell. After a happy Halloween weekend, everyone realizes what kind of catastrophe they will face today, and they are disheartened.

The newly appointed sports advisor stood at the door, his eyes piercing the students like a sword, as if they were going to be sent to jail today. This person was the warden.

Sure enough, as soon as I walked into the first grade D class, I heard the homeroom teacher, Kawakami Sadaya, arranging "voluntary work to maintain the sanitation of the Cangshan 1-chome community after Halloween." There was a burst of ghost howling and sighing in the classroom.

Amamiya Ren, who arrived late, placed a half-read copy of "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes" on the desk and sat down with a swagger.

Everyone turned a blind eye and a deaf ear to him, and just treated him as if he was entering the school on time. No one cared whether he was late or not.

To be honest, as long as she can consistently get first place in the exams and run her personal business stably, it doesn't matter if Amamiya Ren doesn't go to school.

Kawakami Sadaya was having a headache. She was arranging voluntary work organized by the school, and then His Majesty the King entered the classroom. She didn't know how to assign him tasks.

Just pretend you didn't see it. She thought, and skipped Amamiya Ren's name, and continued reading, "Sakamoto Ryuji."

"Here!" The yellow-haired man hurriedly stuffed the comic book into the drawer, and could see "JOJO's Bizarre Adventure" written on the cover.

"The flower bed next to the train station is now in the hands of you and Mishima-san."

"Yes!"

His Majesty is still reading the novel.

But he did not forget his mission today.

The publishing house has approved it, and the long-awaited "latest work by Mr. Kurusu Akatsuki" will be officially released in a single volume today.

It is titled "The Execution of King William." "William" is named after William G. Morgan of Holyoke, Massachusetts, the inventor of volleyball.

This book has received very high praise on the Internet. Shoeisha's serialized publications have always sold well, and Kurusu Akira's performance has remained stable. The writing is exquisite and delicate, the plot is ups and downs, and the portrayal of the "king" is disgusting. The students' resistance to the "king" also triggers readers' reflection and deep thought on school bullying.

Many of my classmates became fans of Amamiya Ren because of this book, but no one dared to step forward to ask for her autograph or take a photo with her.

Amamiya Ren's presence is so strong that it seems like one's breathing will become shortness of breath if one gets close to her. That sense of distance is daunting.

The cultural festival is right next tomorrow and he has to hold an offline autograph session. What a busy life.

I hope the school’s cultural festival will not invite me.

Although she knew it was impossible, Amamiya Ren still hoped so.

He could refuse any activity except the cultural festival, which was a great opportunity to promote the style of Shujin High School. The negative impact caused by the Kamoshida incident was too serious, otherwise the school would not have arranged for students to participate in "volunteer activities" in a hurry after Halloween. However, although labor can clean up the dirt on the streets, it is still difficult to clear up the scandal of the school.

They can only place their hopes on Amamiya Ren.

The king chose to skip the afternoon class as he had to go to the publishing house to open for business.

Shinjima, who had followed him out secretly during lunch break, could only watch him go away in embarrassment. The newly promoted student union president was not so willful as to leave school at will. Unless... unless she could also achieve a feat of getting close to full marks in all subjects in the final exam.

Outside the gate of Shujin High School, the girl who was waiting with her legs crossed attracted the attention of passers-by. The students who were returning to school were all curious about who this peer with idol-level beauty was waiting for.

"I've never heard of such a person before," the students of Xiujin were whispering.

"So cute, I really want to go up and chat with her."

"I'm afraid I'll be rejected in an instant. This is the school gate. If the news gets out, I won't be able to stay in school anymore."

Wearing big sunglasses and a mask, Amemiya Ren walked out of the school gate, still holding the "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes" in his hand. He saw Shiomi Kotone.

The other party smiled and stretched out her fair little hand, "Senior, we agreed to a date~"

"Hey, you don't have classes at all?"

"Hehe, the school is more relaxed." This is a lie. Shiomi Kotone came from the past and did not go to school in Tokyo at all. "Anyway, I'll leave today's trip to Shibuya to you."

The girl smiled happily, suddenly looked around, then playfully put her arms around Amamiya Ren's arm, pretending to be intimate.

Soon, everyone's attention began to focus on this.

Where on earth did this demon descendant come from?

Amamiya Ren was sweating profusely. If he was blocked at the school gate and his "rumored romance" was exposed, he might not be able to walk out of the autograph session alive tomorrow. Those reporters would go crazy trying to get all the profitable hot spots from him.

(A brief double update.)

Dry weather: 105. Hamu assassinates Amamiya Ren (three in one)

November 11. Shibuya Street. Shoei Publishing Office.

Gao Cai combed her messy jade-colored long hair and pinned it with a hairpin. She bound the manuscripts on the table into books and carefully put them into folders. The steaming coffee at hand was emitting white steam. In the steam, a pair of orange-red eyes suddenly appeared, blinking with a strange light.

High step:?!

The editor was frightened.

Shiomi Kotone: Stare~

Amamiya Lian grabbed her collar and threw her behind him like a cat. "I'm sorry, Gao Canbei has caused you trouble."

"Hey! Are you disgusted with me?!" The devil-like pre-idol bared his teeth at Amamiya Ren, "I'm totally being treated like a cat..."

"Don't disturb other people's work," Amamiya Ren pinched Shiomi Kotone's soft cheeks, making her stammer and unable to make a sound. She could only nod vaguely to show that she admitted her mistake.

Gao Cai's eyes were a little strange. What was this girl trying to test? It was as if she was in this kind of occasion for the first time... Just like a kitten entering the city for the first time, she was cautious about everything.

Actually, she's pretty cute? No one can resist the yearning for beautiful things. This little girl who followed closely behind Amamiya Ren easily aroused Gao Cai's love and admiration.

"Teacher Kurusu Akatsuki, who is this?" the editor asked curiously.

"It's shameless, sticky malt sugar." A weak voice.

"She is Kurusu Akatsuki's beautiful and lovely demon-type junior, Kurusu Akatsuki's top single-player in the universe!" A lively and cheerful voice.

"You have a very clear and in-depth understanding of your own positioning and personality," Amamiya Lian glanced at her and once again felt a strong sense of powerlessness. This guy had been muttering all the way, singing and dancing around her, cheerful and narcissistic, but people just couldn't feel disgusted with him.

"Hehe~" Xijian Qinyin smiled shyly, but she admitted that she was a beautiful and charming girl.

For a moment, Amamiya Ren seemed to see another self... Every morning when he got up and washed up, he would always be impressed by the handsomeness that overflowed in the mirror. So his breath stagnated, wondering if his parents had secretly given birth to a daughter without his knowledge.

"So she is very close to you?" The editor took a sip of coffee.

"Teacher Kurusu Akatsuki is the only person I can trust!" Shiomi Kotone blinked and added, "During the time I've been in Tokyo."

Amamiya Ren looked at her in surprise. This was actually the truth. This trust was too heavy. Could she really be my family's illegitimate daughter who was wandering outside?

He had asked Lavenda yesterday with the special [Fool] card, but she firmly stated that she did not know "Shiomi Kotone" and showed a resentful and almost pleading look, which made people feel guilty and helpless, and finally chose to give up asking.

Gao Cai stuffed the folder into his briefcase and said, "Let's talk outside. Some things are not suitable to be discussed here."

Amamiya Ren flipped through the beautifully bound single volume of "The Execution of King William" and felt that the situation was not good. "For tomorrow's autograph signing event, you guys are not planning to..."

"Ahem," Gao Cai coughed repeatedly, "We have already communicated with your agency and happened to give some advertising endorsements to..."

Amemiya Ren pulled Shiomi Kotone and turned and ran.

"Gatekeeper, stop them!" Gao Cai had anticipated this situation. She smashed the cup as a signal, and two burly men immediately stood out from the door. This was the sincere intention of the publishing house owner. When Amamiya Lian walked into the company, the dragnet that had been set up was ready to go.

after an hour.

A quiet cubicle in the Chinese restaurant downstairs of the publishing house.

Amamiya Ren took the pen and tremblingly signed the contract, symbolizing the loss of freedom, shame and regret.

Xijian Qinyin was laughing happily beside her.

Gao Cai ran away with the contract contentedly, and she was one step closer to financial freedom.

"So, where are we going this afternoon? Watch a movie?" Shiomi Kotone played with her limited edition headphones, although in Amamiya Ren's eyes, this pair of headphones was already an out-of-print antique.

He sneered, "I said I'd take you to a hotel, do you dare to go?"

"Hey! It's a bit too much to joke like this on a girl!" Xijian Qinyin pretended to be timid.

In fact, she was not afraid at all. Amamiya Ren was a little helpless. Why did this guy trust her so much?

"Let's be frank," he glanced at the closed wooden door of the compartment, "Who are you?"

"Of course it's your lovely junior..." The girl showed a panicked look for the first time.

"I spent a lot of money and asked a friend to investigate you." Amamiya Ren chose her words carefully. "There is no such person as 'Shiomi Kotone' in this country."

"So... who are you?"

He looked at the girl, "Why do you keep pestering me? You even deliberately led me to be alone with you in this secluded place."

The panic and frustration on Xijian Qinyin's face disappeared in an instant.

She stuck out her tongue mischievously, then reached under her skirt and rummaged around. A moment later, a Glock pistol was pointed at Amamiya Ren's forehead.

The dark muzzle shows that it does have the ability to kill people.

Amamiya Ren's whole body was tense. This was the first time he faced the most severe danger in modern society in reality since coming to Tokyo.

Shiomi Kotone suddenly turned the gun in a gorgeous fashion, put the muzzle of the gun against her forehead, and pulled the trigger. Bang, a clear sound. Game-like particle effects bloomed.

"Persona!" Dense light networks instantly covered the surroundings. Because of the special nature of Tokyo today, this room has sunk into the impression space and temporarily become a part of it. An illusory figure appeared behind her. It was Orpheus, a Greek hero holding a harp, a poet who fell into the underworld in pursuit of love.

"Orion!" Amamiya Ren seized this moment and called out his own personality mask. At the same time, he was holding the personality mask of the shadows he had collected in Madarame's mind palace. Surrounded by lightning, the burly hunter had already drawn his bow and drawn his arrow.

Faster than the arrow was the trembling strings in Orpheus's hand. The sound waves rippled, and waves of raging fire surged out and washed towards Amamiya Ren.

Bang. Orion had no choice but to let go of the bow and arrow in his hand, and punched the ground instead. Amidst the thunderous roar, a strong wind blew away the flames. At this moment, [Orion] disappeared, and Amamiya Ren sprinted at a terrifying speed, approaching Shiomi Kotone in an instant. When the dust settled, a sharp arrowhead made of moonlight was already against her throat.

The battle begins and ends in a flash.

The girl's skin was very delicate, and just the light touch of the arrowhead created a tiny wound, which oozed bright blood.

She gave a helpless smile and raised her hands in surrender. "What a powerful unbridled power. It can actually dismantle the personality mask and then use it... I give in."

Perhaps if the distance between the two sides was longer, the battle situation would be completely different. The temperature of those flames was so exaggerated that it almost violated the principles of physics, making Amamiya Ren feel an incredible scalding sensation just by looking at them. If Orion were to be contaminated by them, he would probably turn into charcoal immediately.