Tokyo Trickster

"I can't move!" Xijian Qinyin's eyes turned red. She looked at her hand angrily, "This is clearly my turn."

"So you still haven't made any moves," Amamiya Ren put a "Little Mermaid" and a "Shadowbane" back into the deck, "Then, I will finally Fusion Summon, 'Shadowbane Midrash'."

The ending of the Nether Pearl Tears is the despair that the Star Warriors who have been interrupted can never overcome.

Shiomi Qinyin slammed her cards on the table, a little angry. She realized that this guy was bullying her.

Amamiya Lian hurriedly pulled her arm and said, "Don't go, have another plate."

"do not want!"

"Please give me another plate!" It was probably the first time that Amamiya Ren begged someone in such a humble manner, and she felt a little unfamiliar.

Xijian Qinyin was also unable to think straight for a moment, and she softened her heart. She rented a White Dragon deck, "Then... let's do it again?"

five minutes later.

Miss Idol looked at the "Big Brothers and Big Sisters, Millet and Flowers" on the Amemiya Lotus Field and fell into deep and heavy reflection.

What a nasty guy, Amamiya-senpai.

Her expression said just that.

Amamiya Ren smiled awkwardly and begged her for another plate.

"I don't want to suffer anymore!" Xijian Qinyin expressed her resistance with a stern face, "I actually think this kind of bullying game is fun, senior is so bad!"

Amamiya Lian's face was filled with frustration. "I spent a lot of money to put together this deck, but I haven't been able to deploy it successfully once. Everyone gave up the game when they saw that I was Pearl Tears..."

"Senior, you clearly know that this deck is extremely powerful, but you still deliberately bully me. How bad! How bad!"

"Oh, let's do it again. Dealing with the Pearly Tear Elegy is also a reality that Yu-Gi-Oh players of this era have to accept."

“I don’t want to accept this reality.”

"I'd like to invite you to Kichijoji for tea and snacks tomorrow." Amamiya Ren used her ultimate move.

As expected, the originally angry Kotone Shiomi softened her attitude instantly, "Then... let's do it again."

Another five minutes.

"Ahhhhh!" Xijian Qinyin angrily threw away the "Ancient White Stone" in her hand and refused to play cards with Amamiya Ren anymore.

The satisfied Phantom Thief put away his Pearly Tear Elegy. He no longer had any regrets. "Let's go play video games."

"I don't want to bother with you, Senior," Xi Jianqinyin looked at him dimly, "Are you going to take me to play Overcooked or something like that?"

"Hey. I'm not that sinister." Amamiya Ren paid the rent for the venue and deck at the counter before her, "Let's go to Central Street in Shibuya together."

The sky was already dark, and the moon was faint in the thin clouds. At this time, Shibuya showed its poetic prosperity even more. Crowds of people crowded on the streets. Under the sign of Taiyaki shop, the clerks skillfully stuffed the dough with red bean paste and then patted it into a special mold. Twos and threes of tourists held colorful round fans and walked through the city. The flowers and flowers were set off by the bright lights of the red light street on the right, and to the left were high-rise buildings reflecting the glare like prisms.

"The Big Bang Burger's Space Challenge is in full swing, and we sincerely invite you to..."

“Phoenix Squad: Return of the First Generation is released!!!”

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"The solo exhibition of Chinese painting master Madarame Ikryusai has been extended to November 11th, and the venue has been moved to 10L of Kinomoto Second Building. Tickets are half price for a limited time."

“The APEX Tokyo tournament will be held on November 11th, and ticket purchase channels are now open.”

Amemiya Ren pulled Shiomi Kotone through the crowd, for he was afraid that this confidant would run away halfway.

It was the first time I met such a like-minded guy, so I had to have a deep conversation with him! Although Amamiya Ren's friends in Naoetsu were all taken to play games, their skills were average and they couldn't keep up with his operation and awareness. The specific experience often became "leading the team alone and carrying the flag of victory in a team competition game" or "crushing the rookie in a single-player competitive game."

Araragi Koyomi is the type of person who becomes more courageous when faced with setbacks. He can withstand the verbal pressure and dimensionality reduction attack from Amamiya Ren, but his level always hovers randomly between novice and expert.

We all played APEX together. When Mr. Araragi was in good shape, he would always hit the target with his pistols and a little helper, but most of the time he was so powerful that he couldn't even tell what color armor the enemy was wearing when he fell to the ground.

As for the super introverted class monitor, Hanekawa Tsubasa, she often keeps up with the thoughts and has mastered all the theoretical knowledge, but her operational ability is really not good enough.

Every time they played "The King of Fighters" or "Street Fighter" in the arcade, she was the first one to be knocked down to ten cuts by Amamiya Ren.

Araragi Koyomi was able to hold on for a while thanks to his good reaction time.

Classmate Hanekawa didn't know what was going on. He was always slow to react when receiving the attacks, which resulted in him being suppressed by Amamiya Ren's combo and unable to get up at all.

Li's two younger sisters were also trying to learn how to play, but their level was not as good as Hanekawa Tsubasa. They couldn't even withstand Amamiya Ren's tentative attack, and he easily defeated three of them.

The sound of Shiomi's qin is different.

Although this guy is an old antique who traveled through time from six years ago, his arcade skills are really high.

In terms of reaction speed and key decision-making ability... If Amamiya Ren hadn't merged with the "clown" created based on himself, he might not be as good as her. Unfortunately, Amamiya Ren has now reached an inhuman level in terms of execution. He almost suppresses his instincts, and with anti-human level prediction and micro-manipulation, he easily performs outrageous frame-reading operations.

Even though Xijian Qinyin was concentrating fully, she could only barely tie with him.

On the other hand, Amamiya Ren was at ease and could even occasionally drink a sip of sour plum soup bought on the roadside.

It seems that he thinks the sour plum soup tastes good, so he just holds it in his mouth.

The duel between the two masters quickly attracted a large number of spectators. They stood quietly on one side of the arcade, curious about how the seemingly fragile girl could possess such an exaggerated operating ability.

"Hey, how about we have a fight?" The delinquent boy who looked the same age as her slapped his hand on Shiomi Kotone's fighting board with a smile, "Don't play with this unromantic guy. There are many fun games here. My brothers and I can show you around slowly."

He had dyed his hair, and was wearing jeans and shirts with holes burned in them by cigarette butts. He also had studs in his ears and a lip piercing, which gave him a bit of a cool and handsome vibe. A little further away, a large group of people were drinking beer and smoking, looking like they were watching a good show.

Xijian Qinyin thought for a moment, "You guys are not as good as him."

She wanted to hide behind Amamiya Ren, but was afraid of being disliked, so she could only give him a pitiful look.

The Phantom Thief didn't say anything, but the bad boy with purple hair, lip ring and earrings thought this silence was a compromise. He smiled smugly and was about to reach out to hold Xi Jian Qinyin's shoulders.

Miss Idol's whole body tensed up. She thought that if Amamiya Ren didn't take action, she might be forced to break the arm of this lecherous guy.

It's really troublesome. What if I accidentally beat someone to death? I will be sent to juvenile detention center...

Amamiya Ren suddenly stood up and punched the bad guy in the face with good control of force, and the bad guy could even scream. He tore off the shiny metal lip ring and slapped him again, causing the blood to spray onto the wall. Then he poured the unfinished sour plum soup in his hand onto the bloody face.

No one noticed when Shiomi Kotone's face was covered by a scarf. A guy who tried to take a photo failed.

The guys who were trying to join in the fun had already been driven away by the bad guys with their baseball bats and gloomy eyes.

The boss, who was afraid of causing trouble, turned off all the surveillance cameras. He made an empty prayer for the girl who was about to fall into the clutches of the evildoer, stuffed all the cash in the drawer into the safe, locked it, and escaped through the hidden employee passage.

"Hey, do you know who you've offended?"

A burly man came over with a cigarette in his mouth. He was very tall, but when he got closer he was only as tall as Amamiya Ren.

"A bunch of uneducated scum of society?" Amamiya Ren looked at the silent cameras and pressed the button on the counter, causing the rolling door to slowly drop down.

In the enclosed space, two personality mask users confronted nearly twenty men and women wandering on the edge of the city.

If it was Orion, he could kill them all with one punch, Amamiya Ren thought.

If it were Orpheus, he would be able to burn them all to charcoal in an instant, thought Shiomi Kotone.

The two looked at each other and found that their thoughts were exactly the same.

Shiomi Kotone's face, hidden behind her scarf, turned red. She covered her ears, feeling the heat. She suppressed her chaotic girlish thoughts and said, "I... I can beat 10."

"Because there are no weapons?"

"Ah."

Amamiya Ren took off his expensive handmade woolen coat, and the thin shirt outlined his smooth muscle contours. Then he pointed at the claw machine behind him and said, "Go and help me grab a Pikachu."

He moved his joints. “I can handle these guys by myself.”

An uncle-like figure swung a baseball bat towards Amamiya Ren's face.

What responded to him was the invisible electric current flowing in the thief's hand.

Crackling...

Regardless of whether or not everyone is addicted to the Internet, Dr. Amamiya Ren provides paid medical treatment to all of them equally.

The fees for treatment programs such as Internet addiction treatment are always high, but they were lucky to meet a conscientious doctor.

The doctors did not charge the parents of these people high medical fees, but simply took some change.

"Who are you?!" The patients burst into tears, wishing they could repay his kindness for the rest of their lives.

"I'm just a doctor passing by and visiting the Internet addiction treatment center out of interest." Amamiya Ren answered sincerely.

"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have a stun gun... We know Boss Jincheng!" Suddenly someone was shocked and his speech was unclear, but he was still shouting. "Don't even think about living a good life in Tokyo anymore!"

"He can't find mine." Amamiya Ren slowly put his coat back on, and Shiomi Kotone ran over with Pikachu in her arms to help him straighten his collar and hem.

"But don't worry," he said, "I will visit Mr. Jincheng Junya if I have the chance."

"You..." The bad brain, which was already in a semi-comatose state, froze for a moment.

Of course, Amamiya Ren knew the "Kinjo Boss" they were talking about. He was the gang leader entrenched in Shibuya, named "Kinjo Junya".

It is said that even the Metropolitan Police Department can't do anything about him.

I really want this kind of person to repent.

You better be glad you don't have a palace.

Ren Yugong picked up a burning cigarette butt from the ground and burned it on the eyelids of the guy who had just screamed the most happily. Hearing the other person's shrill screams, "I don't know how many girls you have ruined through such means and methods--"

"Forget it. The next time I see you guys, it will only be in juvenile detention or prison."

He waved his hand and disappeared.

No one noticed that a warning letter with red words on a black background slipped into the pocket of the bad guy.

Amemiya Ren strode away without looking back, and he even made a gesture to put his arm around Shiomi Kotone's waist.

The girl opened the door to the staff passage and cooperated by leaning into Amamiya Ren's arms, like a close couple.

Only after they disappeared from the sight of that group of bad people did the two of them hurriedly separate.

"Woo..." Shiomi Kotone's brain was about to burn out. She clearly remembered the touch of Amamiya Ren's strong muscles and the smell of laundry detergent left on her clothes. That sense of security was a bit addictive.

Amamiya Ren was also thinking, why is this girl's waist so thin? The touch is first-rate, warm and soft, and the body is well developed, which is different from Lavenda's and makes people daydream. I really want to hug her tightly in my arms. I use my palms to reach up and down and rub those...

Kamoshida! What are you doing?! Amamiya Ren was horrified. The ghost of this pervert was really haunting him, always trying to interfere with the rationality that he was once proud of.

The cold wind of late autumn rolled in from the streets. This was a remote corner of Shibuya, and the staff passage of the game hall actually led to such a deserted area.

The excitement brought about by the violence soon faded.

Amamiya Ren looked at Shiomi Kotone and said, "Well, sorry, I was a little rude just now."

"It doesn't matter......"

"It's my fault. I didn't notice that you are not suitable to go to these places. I was inexplicably interested in watching them play arcade games."

"I am okay!"

"Anyway, let's go to the game experience store I mentioned next time to kill time." Amamiya Ren bought two cans of hot coffee from the vending machine and handed one of them to Shiomi Kotone. "Idol training is really hard. The weather is very cold and you are only wearing so little clothes."

He unbuttoned the coffee bottle, took a big sip, and felt a warm current sliding into his abdomen. He muttered, "I'm sorry that you are not happy today. I just think that you have been thinking too much recently, so I hope to use those methods to help you get rid of the rigid way of thinking... After all, I can't think for you."

"Senior is like a worried old father now."

"Is that so?" Amamiya Ren was stunned.

"Yeah," Shiomi Kotone's face was hidden behind the scarf.

He didn't know what to answer for a moment, so he just said, "Forget it, I'll take you home. You live in a rental apartment in Shikenjaya. I remember it's near the office."

I opened my phone and searched on Google Maps. The distance wasn't far, so I just didn't bother calling a taxi.

The street lamps lit up a warm halo in the deserted and dim streets. Unlike the bustling and noisy in the distance, this place seemed quiet, with the occasional stray cat rummaging through the trash cans for food, making OO@@ sounds.

It has been a long time since I last heard the cicadas chirping. They are probably fast asleep in the ground. They will wake up again next spring and fill the summer with their singing.

When Amamiya Ren saw that Shioko Kotone had been holding the cup of coffee without drinking it, she helped her unfasten the buckle and asked, "Are you angry?"

"I'm even angrier now." The girl's thoughts were completely exposed, and her brown eyes were like mousse cakes. But inside, there was hot magma brewing, and the magma was about to flow out of the mousse cake.

"Haha," Amamiya Ren looked away as if nothing had happened.

"Senior...bad!"

"If only it could be 'bad'," the Phantom Thief muttered.

"By the way, this scarf..." He seemed to have thought of something very important.

Shiomi Kotone quickly ran away and refused to give it back to him. Her slender calves were wrapped in white half-knee cotton socks, making her look even more fragile and light.

The bright moonlight shone on her body, pale and fragile like glass.

It's like a phantom cast from the universe, or the moon princess in The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter. If you pierce it, you will return to the distant moon, live in the deep palace, and sing farewell haiku.