Tokyo Trickster

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the culprit who caused all this finally chose to go home. He knocked on the door tremblingly, holding two glasses of freshly squeezed mango juice in his hands.

After thinking about it, Xijian Qinyin took the drink and gave him a neutral hug.

Lavenda didn't even want the drink. She stood on the sofa angrily, hugged Amamiya Ren's neck and bit his face lightly, leaving a shallow and neat mark to express her dissatisfaction.

After a brief hesitation, the thief chose to quickly run into his bedroom, not daring to stay for too long, leaving the living room to the two girls.

He took out his high-end version of NS and played The Legend of Zelda while lying on the bed.

At the age of 17, living with two beautiful girls who were in a confirmed romantic relationship, this kind of plot that only happened in light novels seemed a little unbelievable.

If Amamiya Ren's life after coming to Tokyo could be written into a book, it would be like a dream. Her grades were good enough to enjoy campus privileges, she was a well-known best-selling author, an idol, followed by a wealthy senior and the president of the student union, had a beautiful reporter as her rumored girlfriend, and was admired by many talented juniors. Occasionally, she would transform into a superpower and carry out a righteous theft in the memory space.

This book is probably the type that Araragi Koyomi and Sakamoto Ryuji would like.

"いずれ花と三る、わたしの生(My life is like a scattered flower)" The cell phone ringtone rang, it was "Winter Flower".

Amamiya Ren answered the phone.

"Joker!"

"What's wrong, Mona?"

"There are several identical requests on the Phantom Thief's request board! Ms. Futaba has checked it out, so it's possible that something really serious has happened!"

"Really? I'll be right there," he walked out of the bedroom, "Shiomi, come with me to the Phantom Thieves' secret base. It's time to go to work."

"Hey, it's the weekend!"

"We are all workers in the Velvet Room after all. Can you please have a little sense of responsibility?"

"Hehehe, now you are the only one - oh, and this Ms. Lavenda," Xi Jianqinyin patted her rather large chest, "As the cutest person in the universe, of course I should satisfy the reasonable wishes of my senior who begged me humbly."

"So, change your clothes quickly," Amamiya Ren said with a dark face as he threw over a fleece-lined long gown.

There were two girls in the living room. Lavenda was wearing a bubble skirt. There seemed to be no trace of underwear underneath, but the skirt was very long, covering all possibilities of exposure. Only occasionally, a strange bulge could be seen on her chest as she moved.

Shiomi Kotone was wearing simple pajamas, probably a size too small, which outlined the girl's exquisite figure, and her graceful curves aroused people's imagination.

I don’t know what kind of agreement they reached, but they actually tacitly agreed to stay in the same room with each other.

Amamiya Ren stood at the door, worrying about her future life.

......

"Sakamoto." Sakura Jia Weishan Ba ​​Sibei helped Sakamoto Ryuji go upstairs to change clothes.

"Ah, I'm back."

"Welcome back, but that's not what I want to talk about," the store manager pointed to the landline on the counter, "someone wants to see you, and it's urgent."

"Can I take a shower first?"

"Oh, what a hassle," Sakura Jiawei handed him a key, "It's almost time to close, remember to call me after you take a shower, go to bed early at night, and don't run around outside."

"Yes, sir!" Ryuji Sakamoto gave a not-so-standard Self-Defense Force salute.

While I was still being showered, the phone in the store kept ringing.

Ryuji Sakamoto had no choice but to wipe his body hurriedly, change into a T-shirt and trousers, run out in slippers, and hurriedly answer the phone.

"Hello, this is LeBron Cafe."

"......" There was a sound of rapid breathing from the other end of the phone.

After a while, a male voice that was extremely familiar and embarrassing to Ryuji Sakamoto was heard.

It came from a man who had abandoned himself and his mother.

"Ryuji..." he stammered, "Have you contacted your mother recently?"

"..." Now it was Ryuji Sakamoto who was silent. He didn't know how to answer. He muttered "It's none of your business" in his heart, but couldn't say a word.

The man on the phone became anxious. "Well, she seems to have encountered something bad. You..."

"I understand." Ryuji Sakamoto interrupted him rudely and hung up the phone.

He took a deep breath, took out his cell phone, and dialed his mother's number.

Beep, beep...the call was connected quickly.

Ryuji Sakamoto put his ear close to the receiver.

After a few minutes, he put down his phone, his face pale.

"Really? OK, I understand, my mother...please..." The call was hung up by the other end.

As if all his strength had been drained away, Ryuji Sakamoto slumped in the seat behind the counter, his lips trembling and his face dispirited.

The weather is dry: I opened it the wrong way, I changed the outline, I wasted my time today

The two chapters prepared on July 7st have been sent out.

Because the opening method is wrong.

He directly intervened in Jincheng's subordinate industries, which was the sale of O-products.

As a result, all were sent away.

I was thinking about how to enter the plot in a roundabout way.

I have worked in vain today, so sad.

The Japanese underworld is so powerful, they dare to do anything.

Oh, Konami is not bad either, they sell pachinko and their hands are very dirty.

Dry weather: 124. Chariot of Revenge Part 2.7 (K)

【The well-known game production company, Tokyo KCE, announced that there have been changes in the management positions, and the new "Metal Gear" series is under hot development. The new president, Sakata Kanegin, announced that all KCET employees will work hard to create works that will satisfy the majority of fans of the series. At the same time, "Red Fortress" will be equipped with the latest Unreal Engine V, with a more shocking operation mode, and will return to everyone's vision at the beginning of next year. 】

[Following the Kamoshida case, people in society have received warning letters from the Phantom Thieves. Are they messengers of justice, or...]

[Next is the art news: Due to Mr. Madarame's confession, the store received many complaints from customers. This scandal has involved the entire art world, and the chaos will probably continue for some time. ]

"Those who were deceived should wake up now." Morgana wiped the side of his face with his cat's paw. "But then again, why are there so many voices criticizing us recently?"

Amamiya Ren sat on the sofa with her legs crossed and read the newspaper, "Have you heard of Xiaozhong Culture Club?"

"Eh? Have you ever provoked them?"

"Maybe that group of unscrupulous reporters wanted to make money from us," Amamiya Ren took off her glasses and clinked glasses with Kitagawa Vsuke while holding up a glass of apple juice. "This shows that the Phantom Thieves have become famous and have a certain influence."

"Those powerful people do know their own limitations," Kitagawa Vsuke said after taking a sip of mango juice.

"It's important to know yourself." Amamiya Lian made the decision.

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to here?" Shiomi Kotone fiddled with the robot model on the bookshelf. It was the Sea Cow Gundam that was linked to the Big Bang Burger.

"Morgana?" The leader of the Phantom Thieves pulled out a folding knife from somewhere and tapped the black cat lying lazily on the back of the sofa with the handle of the knife.

"First, don't enter the computer room casually," Morgana muttered, flicking his tail to signal Shiomi Kotone, who was touching the beam sword of the Gundam, to follow him. "Second, before the base is connected to the Internet, you must first download and activate the Phantom Thieves' network security system."

"Where can I download it?"

"It should have been sent to your mailbox. Check your phone."

Shiomi Kotone took out the "employee benefit" given by Amamiya Ren, a latest model of Apple mobile phone. She opened her mailbox and found that a software with an icon of a Q-version cake tower had been automatically installed.

Morgana continued to lead the way, leading the newcomer upstairs. "Third, no loud noises are allowed in the base. If you want to make infiltration props or something that might make a loud noise, you must do it in the workshop."

It patted a heavy sliding door and said, "It's soundproofed in here."

Going further ahead is the balcony of the base, which has been transformed into a semi-enclosed flower bed with several easels covered with sunshades. It is where Kitagawa Vsuke conceives and plans his paintings.

“Fourth, it is forbidden to disrupt the layout of the flower beds, as this will affect Mr. Kitagawa’s creativity.”

"fifth,"

"Finally," Morgana turned around and meowed triumphantly, "I, Morgana, am absolute in the base! If Mr. Amamiya is not present, you must obey my orders unconditionally! So, now I will pay tribute to you with a portion of dried fish..."

"Mona," Amamiya Ren had followed them at some point and her sudden words scared Morgana so much that his hair stood on end.

The performance of the stealth master frightened Shiomi Kotone. She glared at Amamiya Ren angrily, "Why did you follow me? You want to assassinate me, right?"

"Kill both of you," Amamiya Ren picked up the cat with one hand and grabbed the back of Shiomi Kotone's collar with the other hand, "Emergency meeting of the Phantom Thieves."

In the small screening room with the curtains drawn, Kitagawa Vsuke turned on the projection screen, and dozens of photos with texts were arranged on the screen to form a slide show.

Amamiya Ren strode in and threw the cat and Shiomi-san onto the couch, "Hermit."

"I'm here," a muffled voice came from all directions in the screening room, "all the information you want has been inserted into the slides."

There was no reply. Amamiya Ren knew that this guy had not left and was definitely eavesdropping, but it didn't matter.

Sakura Futaba was only one kilometer away from them.

"Next, it's the Phantom Thieves' second palace raiding meeting."

"Huh? Has it been confirmed that there is a palace?" Kitagawa Vsuke was stunned.

"Morgana and I have already explored it," Amamiya Ren added, "We did not find Sakata Kinnin's 'room' in the image space."

"...KCET's new president?"

"It's him," Amamiya Lian opened the slides, "This guy colluded with the gangs to control the entire company, squeezing the employees' money and health, trying to cash out the entire KCET and run away."

"In the week since he took office, the Phantom Thieves' website has received dozens of commissions with different machine codes. The contents are roughly the same, describing a greedy man who commits brutality and tyranny. Hermit has confirmed their identities. They are all KCET employees."

He showed an extremely angry expression, "The most unforgivable thing is that this guy actually planned to use up all the IPs in Konami's hands to make money."

Bang! With a slam on the table, Xi Jianqinyin stood up and said, "We must make him repent immediately!"

"For 'Metal Gear'!" The two high-fived.

"For justice..." Sakura Futaba's voice slowly faded away in the speakers.

"In order to..." Kitagawa Vsuke and Morgana looked at each other, then looked at Amamiya Ren and Shiomi Kotone who were dancing excitedly in front of the projection screen and began to plan their own courses of action, and fell into deep thought.

So what is the purpose of our infiltration this time?

(Sound of glass breaking) The two symbols of the Fool, who were filled with righteous indignation, stopped their actions silently.

Amemiya Ren picked up the decorative hourglass that was accidentally dropped on the ground by Kotono Shiomi's clothes and broke into pieces. The sudden impact pierced her mind through her vision, spread to her spinal cord, and spread throughout her body until a tingling pain like an electric shock came from her fingertips.

By the time he consciously tried to investigate this strange feeling, it had quietly slipped through his fingers like fine sand on the ground.

Just now this is......

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Xijian Qinyin said in her ear.

Amamiya Ren reacted belatedly and realized that it seemed as if at a certain moment, time had stopped and everything was stagnant and frozen.

It was like the first time I entered the temple.

Countless noisy noises rang in his ears, the wind was howling, and flames were burning all over the sky. He subconsciously reached out to grab a... divine sword used for sacrifice?

It seemed like someone patted his shoulders twice and told him to get up quickly.

Amid the familiar yet unfamiliar laughter, a third voice was heard.

"Tens of thousands of proverbs."

Then there was a huge tremor like an earthquake.

"Hey! Mr. Amamiya, what's wrong with you?!" Morgana used his cat-like perception to keenly detect Amamiya Ren's abnormality.

"I..." Amamiya Lian shook her head, "No, I probably played games all night and I was a little dazed."

This is the truth. He couldn't sleep at all yesterday. He could hear the two girls negotiating in the living room through the door.

But the reality is probably not so.

The sense of reality that spread throughout the body in an instant made the personality mask ready to go, and even the "Fool" card was awakened.

This is definitely not an illusion.

Precognitive dream? Amamiya Ren fell into deep thought.

But there were more important things to do right now, and he didn't have the time to solve a mystery with no clues.

"Where are we going next?" Shiomi Kotone looked worriedly at the electronic map that Sakura Futaba had placed on the screen.

"Before going to Seijo Academy."

The young passenger said to the driver.

The taxi driver, who was adjusting the heater, glanced back at the gangster-like Sakamoto Ryuji, and did not ask him if he could afford the fare. "I heard that the school area over there is very chaotic recently. It has something to do with many big shots living in the villa area. Young people should pay attention to safety."