Tokyo Trickster

"Oh... I'm so sorry!" The girl who looked like the older sister bowed deeply and said so.

Amamiya Ren was not knocked to the ground by the sudden impact. He relied on his excellent core strength to maintain his balance. "I'm glad you're all okay."

"Sorry, senior," the girl continued to apologize, her expression showing visible frustration and anxiety.

"Is there something urgent?"

"Hmm..." She opened her mouth, looking a little embarrassed.

The girl behind him came to the rescue, "We are looking for Mr. Lai Qixiao. We have always been his loyal fans, so we really want his autograph... But I heard from some seniors that he will leave school soon to participate in Shibuya..."

Her voice trailed off, her eyes gleaming with disbelief.

"You, are you?"

Amamiya Ren, who already looked like an idol, took off her sunglasses and put them back on again, nodding politely, "I'm a first-year student at Shujin High School, Amamiya Ren."

“Wow!” The girl was a little flustered. “Um, my name is Yoshizawa, Yoshizawa Sumire, and this… this is my sister!”

"Fang Zexia." The older sister, who looked like she was still in junior high school, answered in a low voice.

"Can you give us..."

Amamiya Ren grabbed the two sisters and led them out of the teaching building, "Let's talk outside. We can get autographs or take photos."

"Oh, that's right. If there are too many people, we have to queue," Yoshizawa Sumire pretended to be stupid, then poked her sister's slender waist and made eyes at her.

My sister immediately informed me and cooperated by playing the opposite role. "I know there is a very quiet tea shop nearby. Can you please move over for a while?"

"No problem, no problem," Amamiya Ren, who was sweating profusely, agreed as she looked at the increasing attention around her.

In fact, not many people noticed his true identity. Only at a very close distance could one barely recognize him as "Kurisu Akatsuki". The configuration of scarf + large sunglasses, plus the deliberately thickened outfit, can avoid quite a lot of trouble.

Passersby were mainly paying attention to this pair of beautiful twin sisters who looked like they were walking on the campus, as beautiful and dazzling as roses. Their slender figures and delicate and lovely faces were no less beautiful than the girl idols on TV, as if they were born to be on the dazzling stage.

It mostly has the meaning of immaturity, but there is also a sense of anticipation of a bud about to bloom, which makes people want to explore the moment of blooming.

Two roses clustered on the left and right sides of the "ordinary man", making the boys in the school jealous.

This strange combination did not change at all after leaving the campus. Until they walked into a tea shop that looked quite high-end. After greeting the waiter at the front desk, they went into a compartment deep inside.

"Sister, this place..." The younger sister was a little worried.

"I still have a lot of bonus money left," my sister whispered, "Kurisu Akatsuki-sensei didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, so he had to come here."

Amamiya Ren looked at them with interest, "Are you really my fans?"

"Of course!" Sumire Yoshizawa said without hesitation.

"Yeah!" Fang Zexia nodded vigorously.

The trickster thought to himself, "You are all middle school students, right?"

"Senior, we are in the third grade. We will choose a school next April..." The elder sister was very polite and spoke softly. She was a very quiet little lady. It would be better if her eyes were not glued to Amamiya Ren.

"Do you want to get into Shujin?" Amamiya Ren seemed inexplicably wary.

Yoshizawa Sumire secretly tugged at her sister's clothes, asking her to pay attention to her image, "That's right!"

Fang Zexia kicked her sister's heel in dissatisfaction, but the girl's eyes were still fixed on Amamiya Ren, and she wanted to pounce on her.

Something bad has happened. After seeing their reactions, Amamiya Ren finally understood the truth.

His following team may have to add two more generals.

There are second-year students Makoto Niijima and Haru Okumura, as well as Nao Tomohari, a classmate from another school. Now there is another pair of younger sisters.

By the way, today is the cultural festival.

Aren't they all coming out?!

Dry weather: 109. Youth version of Shura Field (two in one)

The weather was getting drier and colder, and breathing felt like my lungs were filled with cotton wool from the Siberian wind.

The warm yellow afternoon sun seemed a little listless, hanging on the top of the tall buildings like a boiled egg. The sun was neither hot nor warm on the body, but the cold wind blowing from the artificial lake of Yoyogi Park made people shiver with cold. The coldness penetrated into the skin with the light on the chest, making people involuntarily hold their collars tightly and pass by in a hurry.

Ever since being caught by Amamiya Ren, Okumura Haru has not implemented her stalking plan for a long time. She seems to be concerned that it might be exposed to the outside world and damage the reputation of the family business. Perhaps part of the reason is that Amamiya Ren's leaving school time is getting earlier and earlier. As a "good student", she must at least abide by school rules and regulations and cannot leave the school at will.

The cultural festival opened the gates of Shujin's school, and also opened the door to a new world for Miss Okumura. She looked at the familiar figure that had been deeply imprinted in her memory countless times through photos and videos, took a deep breath, and finally mustered up the courage to once again embark on this road of no return filled with a sense of immorality and guilt.

It was difficult to distinguish Amamiya Ren in disguise, but it was definitely difficult to distinguish this group of girls - Shin Niijima was standing at the school gate, directing a group of volunteers to welcome people from outside the school. She suddenly caught a glimpse of two little girls as beautiful as roses, leaving the school around a familiar figure.

In fact, her temperament and image are completely different from the impression she had of Amamiya Ren, but Shinjima still subconsciously thought that this was Amamiya Ren.

She thought of the tasks assigned by the principal, and seeing the extremely busy venue, she finally chose the latter. Sitting in the position of student union president, she must take corresponding responsibilities.

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Click, click, click...the sound of hurried footsteps.

Shinjima tilted his head to look and saw a girl wearing low-key and exquisite top-grade handmade fabrics from head to toe. Anyone with a slightly poor eye would probably be completely unable to recognize the value of her outfit.

The tan short boots stomped hard on the road, and the expensive cowhide "leather outsole" undulated in the half-dry, half-wet mud. Such a luxurious and money-smelling scene made Shinjima's eyes twitch wildly.

This guy Okumura Haru...it seems that person is indeed Amamiya Ren.

She didn't want to leave the school, but an inexplicable emotion pulled her forward.

"Vice President, I'll leave this to you." After saying this, Shin Niijima chased Okumura Haru out of the school gate. When she came to her senses and felt regretful, a young reporter came hurriedly past them on a bicycle, probably rushing to enter Shujin High School.

She saw Shinjima chasing after Okumura Haru, then looked up in the direction of Shujin High School, scratched her messy white hair, which was a bit furry, and then slammed on the brakes, "Hey, good afternoon, Shinjima-senpai~"

"......" Shinjima stopped walking. The black pantyhose under her short skirt outlined her legs perfectly. The tips of her shoes rubbed the ground nervously. She stared at Nao Tomori for a while before she had no choice but to face the reality. "Good afternoon, Tomori-san."

"Hey, I'm here to interview Mr. Kurusu Akatsuki." The reporter shook the digital camera hanging around her neck, and a hint of cunning flashed in her lake-blue eyes. "Senior Niijima must know his whereabouts, right?"

Shinjima deadpanned, "If I show you the way, can you give me a ride on your bike?"

"It's my honor!" Tomori Nao patted the back seat, "What are you waiting for? Come on up!"

The chain drove the tires on the driveway.

Soon, the reporter's physical strength was a little exhausted, and the speed of the car became slower and slower. But it was enough. Shinjima looked at Okumura Haru who had already got into a taxi in the distance. The driver did not ask the driver to start the car, but just gave a little money. Maybe he had already reached the destination, so he borrowed the taxi to temporarily cover his whereabouts.

"Senior, are we there yet?" Nao Tomori asked nervously, but she already had her camera in her pocket.

Shin Niijima hurriedly pulled her to the taxi and met the eyes of Haru Okumura, who was holding up his cell phone and focusing the camera software on the entrance of the tea shop.

Their eyes met and then separated in an instant. The eldest daughter of the Okumura family was contrary to her usual gentleness and elegance. She put away her phone with a cold face. She thought to herself, "Hypocrisy."

Even after getting here, you're still pretending to be serious.

The student union president also cursed in his heart, "Disgusting."

She came from a prominent family but had no reserve of a young girl and actually followed him.

The disagreement between the two men stemmed from their meeting at Shigenjaya, which was not harmonious and resulted in serious misunderstandings between them.

Nao Tomori wanted to tell the two seniors to stop staring at each other, because Amamiya Ren has already come out, so everyone should keep a low profile.

She has been dealing with Amamiya Ren a lot during this period. The salary payments that the editor-in-chief has sent her have made the reporter want to take a year off from school and live directly downstairs from Amamiya Ren's house. As soon as she goes out, she follows her with a camera in her hand, and all she records is money.

But unfortunately, this is probably impossible.

Because she wanted to go to college, she worked as a part-time reporter just to earn living expenses and tuition fees.

"Thank you very much for taking the time to chat with us for so long, thank you so much!" When Fang Zexia bowed, her bright red ponytail swayed like a blooming rose.

Amamiya Ren was very impressed by this well-behaved and sensible girl. "If you are sure you want to study at Shujin next year, you can try to contact me."

"Senior's Line, get daze," Sumire Yoshizawa gave a thumbs up. She and her sister had successfully added Amamiya Ren's private account.

"Come to think of it, you want an autograph, right?" Amamiya Ren suddenly mentioned this.

"Ah, yes! But if it causes trouble to you, senior..." Yoshizawa Kasumi's tone was a little cautious.

The Phantom Thief pointed to the billboard above his head and said, "This is for you."

They subconsciously raised their heads, and when they didn't find anything unusual, they realized that Amamiya Ren had already walked away.

"Sumi," Fang Zexia's voice was trembling with intense excitement, "Look, your phone screen..."

At some point the lock screen cover of Sumire Yoshizawa's phone was changed to a group photo, "Amamiya Ren & Sumire Yoshizawa, Kasumi Yoshizawa".

"Sister, where's yours?"

Hearing this, Fang Zexia opened her cell phone, but it was empty.

She was a little disappointed and subconsciously put her phone back into her pocket...

Eh?

Yoshizawa Kasumi took out two red roses with their thorns carefully cut from her pocket, and her face instantly flushed. The stems of the roses were tied with a ribbon and a sticky note was attached, which read, "Yoshizawa Sumire & Yoshizawa Kasumi."

Fangze Jin's heartbeat quickened. She stared blankly at the bouquet of roses that belonged to her. For a moment, it seemed as if the world was left with only that bright red fire.

"Jin!" After all, as the elder sister, she was more mature and stable. She forced herself to wake up from her unrealistic love fantasy and pinched her sister's soft face. "Senior has gone far away!"

"Oh, oh..." Yoshizawa Sumire was a little lost. Today's experience seemed like a dream to her. Meeting her favorite idol and receiving such a surprise was the ultimate romance for a girl who was just beginning to fall in love.

Unfortunately, Amamiya Ren's gaze was never like that of the boys they had met, with aggression and some bold or inferiority temptation.

Adolescent boys always focus too much on the chest and lower body of beautiful girls, but only a few dare to look directly into their eyes and faces.

Amamiya Ren always looked at the two girls calmly, occasionally revealing a gentle smile, like the perfect "neighborhood brother" who was always praised by adults.

Under the influence of the idol filter, the sisters understood for the first time what it feels like to be in love.

Amamiya Ren left, leaving behind a group photo and roses, but it seemed that she had stolen something very important from the two girls, making people linger and linger endlessly, trying to make this afternoon moment into eternity in their memory.

Bang! Sakura Futaba, who was far away at Shigenjaya, pounded the table in front of the computer screen. She was still hesitant and finally lost her mind when she looked at the scene on the surveillance screen. Envy, or jealousy, had devoured her reason, and now her mind was full of Amamiya Ren.

We are all fans, and my relationship is even closer, why should you be treated so ambiguously? !

"I...I don't accept it!" Sakura Futaba angrily began to type on the keyboard frantically, completely forgetting what happened yesterday. She should continue to peep. Is it a sin for employees to admire the boss's heroic figure?

The psychological suggestion that Amamiya Ren applied during the hypnosis was very effective. After a night's sleep, her mood returned to normal.

"I want to join the monster thief group!" This is what Sakura Futaba said on Line, and added an emoticon package like "Angry Kumamon".

Just as Amamiya Ren was about to type a reply to him, she glanced and saw a few girls following behind her.

Some were approaching slowly in taxis; some were riding bicycles pretending to take pictures of the scenery.

There were also people sitting on the benches outside Yoyogi Park, holding magazines and pretending to browse.

I think you are a bit extreme.

He thought to himself that he was disguised so well, how could he still be recognized?

Are you guys going to chase me all the way to the autograph session?

Of course not! Yoshizawa Sumire was furious.

Private fans and the like are so disgusting!

She was thinking this and was about to go up to ask for an explanation, but her sister grabbed her sleeve.

Fang Zexia showed an angry expression which was rare to see. She had always been an obedient student.

The steps that were engraved into their habits were brisk and graceful, and their demeanor was not inferior to that of a lady from a noble family. The temperament cultivated by years of gymnastics practice made Yoshizawa Kasumi and Yoshizawa Sumire immediately grab the attention of the three girls.

"They followed Amamiya Ren into the tea shop and received roses..."

Okumura Haru pinched the corner of his clothes, frowned slightly, and felt empty in his heart, with an inexplicable sense of sadness.

Niijima was shocked. She felt that the situation might be a little bad. The principal's task was becoming more and more difficult.

The three-man team was bloated and conspicuous with two more people. Tomori Nao began to think about how to convince everyone to learn to disguise themselves and hide their whereabouts.

The premise of all this is that Kasumi Yoshizawa and Sumire Yoshizawa have the same goal as them.

Unfortunately, the two roses grew thorns themselves, which wanted to prick their hands and make them bleed.

During the time they were entangled with each other, Amamiya Ren had already disappeared.

ten minutes later,

Five beautiful girls of different styles squeezed into the back seat of a high-end car.

"We're not following you," Tomori Nao said, looking at the leather roof of the car, lying with her eyes open, "This is the senior fan club of Kurusu Akatsuki."

"Yes, that's right!" Okumura Haru nodded, "I am..."

"This is the eldest daughter of the Okumura Group and the main sponsor of our fan club." As the other party was planning to call the police, Shinjima could only grit his teeth and acknowledge the identity of "Amamiya Ren's die-hard fan."

"I'm a frontline reporter. I bring first-hand information about Amamiya Ren to the fan club members and am responsible for reporting to him the latest secrets in the entertainment industry," Nao Tomori said convincingly, taking out her work ID.