Tokyo Trickster

Li: Speaking of which, why are there only four people in the team?

【】：My sister went to the toilet.

Please, send me a sniper: Akong, are you eavesdropping on your sister...

【】: Absolutely impossible!

[ ]: Damn you Amamiya Ren, you dare to judge others by your own standards, you should be beheaded!

【】(White): Brother, porn, Pass!

Suddenly, in the chat channel of the game room, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and the sound of a young man kneeling on the ground begging for mercy in an embarrassed manner.

Alice is checking the "M4A1 Suppressed Type | Stamp Set (Factory New)" sent by Miss Bai in the inventory.

Amamiya Ren received an "AWP | Lightning Strike (Factory New)".

Even Araragi Koyomi, who was the worst fighter, received a "Folding Knife (★) | Damascus Steel (Factory New)".

The team entered the map "Purgatory Town" and served as CT (defender) in the first half. Mr. Araragi Koyomi, who was responsible for livening up the atmosphere, took out his long-treasured Desert Eagle.

As a pistol round, Amamiya Ren and Araragi Koyomi guard point A, Alice and Shiro guard point B, and Sora goes to the front of the A2 building alone to suppress the boiler room.

As a good friend who sat at the same table with Amamiya Ren from junior high school to the first year of high school, he quickly created a delicious operation with the help of the disabled-level emergency stop technique, in which he shot 5 shots with 0 damage, and was then surrounded by enemies and stabbed to death with a dagger.

Everyone was laughing so hard that they couldn't stop.

Amamiya Ren, who caught up with Timing, used the USP to headshot the enemies who were switching from daggers to pistols one by one.

Pleasing positioning and previewing.

"Ahem, I didn't sleep well last night..." Araragi Koyomi was not embarrassed. He scratched his arm and said, "Is there anyone kind enough to give me one? I will definitely prove myself this time."

"Want to prove your cooking skills?" Amamiya Lian bought a sniper rifle and prepared to go to the barrel at point B to set up the rifle. "I didn't have enough for breakfast, and now that I've seen your Desert Eagle, I almost died of starvation in front of the computer screen."

"Li, I told you to practice emergency stop, why didn't you listen?" Mr. Kong, who had already become familiar with Araragi Koyomi, bought a Desert Eagle and threw it to Araragi Koyomi during the preparation time for the second game, as if he was disappointed in him.

"The Desert Eagle requires great positioning and emergency stops," Miss Bai added.

Looking at the Desert Eagle in his hand, Araragi Koyomi fell into deep thought.

"Come on, eagle-watcher." Alice carried the Negev to the groove at point A.

at the same time--

"Watch out for the flashbang!"

"Be careful with grenades!"

"Beware the smoke bombs!"

The continuous electronic voices matched with the character's high and low shouts are very interesting.

Except for Amamiya Ren. Because the voice lines are all shouted out by his character.

It looked like someone in the banana lane at point B was transforming into Ultraman, with flashes of light everywhere. As soon as Amamiya Ren, who was in position behind the wooden barrel, opened the camera, the computer screen was engulfed in endless white light.

Eyes... blind! He began to run relying on his memory of the map, and soon grenades and incendiary bombs fell inside and outside the barrel.

When her vision returned to normal, five bandits had already chased after her. After being roasted by the fire until only three drops of blood were left, Amamiya Ren thought she was probably dead.

He threw the bird sniper in his hand to a blind spot on the map to prevent the enemy from helping him. Hearing the footsteps, he threw a flash bomb that exploded instantly, picked up the Glock he picked up in the previous game and started to pull out.

Because it was a hot match, everyone was having fun. I saw someone dare to rush in with a pistol at low health, ready to fight Amamiya Ren with a dagger.

A delightful scene occurred:

With three drops of blood, Amamiya Ren was surrounded by bandits, just like the survivors trapped in the zombie tide in "Left 2 Dead ", resisting blindly and panickedly.

There was no positioning or emergency stop. He ran and shot at the same time. Bullets flew all over the screen like water, hitting the walls, barrels and wooden boards, but failed to hit the enemies who were so close.

In the chaos, Amamiya Ren silently watched a bandit slash her leg with a dagger, taking away the last three drops of blood.

Mr. Kong, who was loading three boxes of guns, counted the movements outside. 15 shots! No one was killed!

"Amamiya, I will posthumously crown you the best Glock user in the world."

"climb!"

(PS: There will be more later)

Dry weather: 114. Scum who doesn't even have a palace

"Kita..."

"Kita-san?"

"Ikuyo-chan!"

The call from her deskmate brought Kita Ikuyo back to her senses from her chaotic thoughts.

She thought that after leaving the classroom door, she would have to face that scary and disgusting guy, so she couldn't move forward.

"Sorry, Minami-sho," Kita Ikuyo forced a smile.

"You've been acting strange lately. Sure enough, it's because of that guy named Zuo Jian..."

"Well," Kita Ikuyo shook her head. She didn't want to drag her friend into trouble. "I'm fine now, Xiaoyue. Are you going to be late for the club activities?"

Nan Xiaoyue pursed her lips and looked at the clock on the classroom podium. It was already late. "Xiduo obviously didn't go to the club either."

"I'm taking a leave of absence today," Kita Ikuyo started packing her schoolbag. She wanted to go home quickly. Every child will subconsciously seek protection from their parents in times of crisis.

Today, she was lucky that she did not see the "Zuo Jian" in the corridor outside the classroom. She almost ran out of the campus, and her father had already been waiting outside the school gate in his car.

Morgana followed for a long time. It stood on the low wall of Xiuhua High School for a while, then jumped down, jumped into the grass, and disappeared.

The student "Sa-mi" who has been hotly debated in this school recently is named Nobuyuki Sa-mi, the only son of Sa-mi Kei, an investigator of the Shibuya Metropolitan Police Department. During the two semesters before entering Shuka High School, he harassed many girls in a large scale and even used threats and inducements to force them to go to some improper places. His reputation was so bad that even the dean who was forced to take care of him because of his relationship with him was quite dissatisfied with it.

Anonymous letters of complaint were submitted to the Metropolitan Police Department one after another. Facing the criticism from his parents, Nobuyuki Sasaki gradually became more restrained in his behavior. He seemed to choose to be a good student on the surface, but in fact he became more rampant and unscrupulous in secret.

"Brother Zuo Jian, are you still going tonight?" The classmate who obeyed orders the most leaned next to the boy with short gray-blond hair and asked.

Nobuyuki Sasami kicked him impatiently, "You pervert, do you like Uno-san's body so much? You were the roughest last night and almost broke it."

"Hehe, who would have thought that the girl who pretends to be a hot girl is actually so unfamiliar. It seems that she rarely has sex with her boyfriend."

"Tsk," Zuo Jianxinzhi was moved again when he heard him say that.

He slammed the table, "Fujimori!"

"I'm here!" A burly boy walked over. He was a member of the baseball team of Xiuhua High School and also the force in this circle headed by Sasaki Nobuyuki.

"After your club activities, go to the apartment in Shibuya and check the cleanliness of 'Pet' to see if she is pulling at the chain. Don't hurt yourself. Blood is really unappetizing."

Fujimori nodded, as if he had thought of something, "Boss, you seem to have forgotten..."

"Damn it! I overslept!" Sajian Xinzhi cursed, not knowing who he was cursing, "Is that guy named Kita still here?"

"I'll go ask." The boy named Terada ran out of the classroom and came back soon, "Brother Zuo Jian, she has left school."

"Damn it," Zuo Jianxin kicked him, "I'm not awake yet, don't you know how to stop him?"

"I had planned to get her today, but I didn't expect her to be so slippery. She disappeared as soon as school was over."

Fujimori seemed to have imagined the scene of the sunny and cheerful girl crying in the dark bedroom, "Boss, can we be gentle when the time comes?"

"Nonsense, where can you find such top-notch stuff if it's broken?" Zuo Jianxin said angrily, "But don't expect this kind of guy in a band to be pure. Who knows, he might be a complete rotten whore behind the scenes."

A black cat seemed to scurry across the windowsill.

"Boss!"

"What's the matter again? You useless piece of shit. Tell me quickly." Zuo Jianxin was dissatisfied with his subordinates for making him miss the lovely girl from the next class.

“Yes... yes, a notice letter?!” Terada pointed at the window, his face full of confusion.

"What's this about chuunibyou?" Sasami Nobuyuki instructed Fujimori to walk forward, tear it down, glanced at the contents of the letter, and tore it into pieces with disdain.

The letter in black on a red background read:

[To the lustful and greedy Mr. Nobuyuki Sasami. A shameless criminal who relied on his parents' protection, took advantage of his power, imprisoned and violated his classmates. We have made up our minds and will make you confess all your sins. We have accepted your twisted desire.]

【The Phantom Thieves of the Heart. Sincerely. 】

"There are more and more weird characters," Zuo Jianxinzhi seemed to have no feelings. He called his men to go outside the school. He prepared to play two tables of billiards.

Morgana ran out of the gate of Xiuhua High School.

The disguised Amamiya Ren stood quietly under the elm tree, watching the group of boys walk into the shadows of the street.

"Let's go, Morgana."

He said, "It's time for that scumbag who doesn't even have a palace to repent."

The weather is dry: 115. Cat car, kill them!

Deep red lines spread across the wall, like blood vessels running through muscles and organs, pulsating like breathing. When you look at them, you can suddenly hear exaggerated sounds like wailing, sobbing, or laughing.

The ceiling above my head was embedded with a red warning light, which stretched the halo longer and farther in the dark tunnel, as if I was in a bleeding tomb.

The rusty rails are set against this blood-red and silent space. This is the impression space, the place where the collective unconscious is stored, and the "temple of everyone".

In the minds of countless people, "Tokyo" is an extensive underground network where trams can carry money and fame. Under the brakes of the engine, people, with shackles all over their bodies, take heavy and slow steps towards the ever-declining world of fame and fortune.

Deep in the tunnel are human figures. They are hunched over, with empty and numb eyes, their backs broken by the weight of life. They are shadows, the most common component in this city.

Wandering endlessly and forever in this intricate underground network, just like the heart that urgently desires stability in reality, but dares not take risks to make progress and is afraid of falling behind.

The Phantom Thief wearing a white bird mask stood outside the bus stop. A black cat passed by, leaped high into the air, and quickly expanded above the track, turning into a square iron shell, just like a black van.

Kitagawa Vsuke looked at this bizarre scene in astonishment, "Morgana...the cat turned into a car?"

Amamiya Ren opened the car door naturally and sat in the driver's seat. He put his elbows on the steering wheel. "My Neighbor Totoro is a really successful and excellent work. It tells generations of children that cats can turn into cars. So when Morgana tried to change in the impression space, it succeeded easily."

"Look," the thief pointed to the shadows pacing back and forth in the distance, "everyone thinks this is a 'no fallacy' fact."

Amamiya Ren seemed to be smiling. There is always a room in the hearts of adults for treasures. Their childhood is hidden in a dusty box, perhaps a stack of cards, or a few broken pirated robot models. Maybe, on a drunken night in a pub, those men in suits and leather shoes will lie in the corner and vomit while looking at the old "My Neighbor Totoro" billboard in the video rental store next door, thinking that they were once passionate teenagers.

"Did you suddenly have some realization?" he asked Kitagawa Vsuke who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Hmm..." Art students are often sentimental, and with his unique experience, Kitagawa Vsuke had some inspiration, "I suddenly want to draw something."

"That's great. I'm looking forward to your work." Amamiya Ren took out her cell phone to act as a car music box and stepped on the accelerator. "Morgana. Charge!"

The song "Winter Flowers" by Hiroji Miyamoto is playing on my phone.

"My life is like a scattered flower."

"らぬr means おり日えても (even though the days I can't go back are numbered)..."

The pitch-black cat car rushed forward amid the roar of the engine. The power of [Orion] attached to the front of the car, smashing the shadow blocking the road into pieces.

Most of the shadows in the impression space are in a "half-asleep, half-awake" state. Those shadows whose hearts are twisted enough but not enough to form an independent "palace" will be separated into an independent space. This is their own imaginary "world", a piece of soil polluted by their twisted desires.

The Phantom Thieves began searching using Xiuhua High School as the coordinates, and soon saw an iron door wrapped in chains.

"【Ishikawa Goemon】!" Kitagawa Vsuke shouted out his own personality mask, and the cold wind hit the huge door lock, forming a white frost that quickly spread.

Morgana gritted his teeth, endured the pain and charged forward, knocking the door open. The frozen iron chains broke into pieces.

Four boys were walking on a road in the heavy rain, with dim light in their eyes and a chain for their pets in their hands, connecting to the blurry figures. There were no cars around, the traffic lights were switching, and the sidewalk was empty.

Suddenly a dark van roared in the open space.

In the carriage, the song "Winter Flowers" had reached its climax with accumulated emotions.

"Crying love heart!!!"

"You know what I'm about to do!!!"

Amemiya Ren stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, turned on the high beam, and hummed happily along with the passionate tune.

"Hey, you?!" Zuo Jianxinzhi opened his mouth wide, but before he could say anything, he was hit by the car.

He didn't have time to react.

Negotiation? Persuasion? Amamiya Ren also became emotional and sang "Winter Flowers" loudly with Miyamoto Koji.

Kitagawa Vsuke was also singing along.

In fact, their singing was not very good, they were just shouting for the sake of shouting.

The cat car roared and hit four high school students head-on with the sound of engine braking.

(Finally home, I’ll start paying off my debt tomorrow!)

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