Tokyo Trickster

Crash.

Amamiya Ren pushed aside the chips piled on the table, and he hugged Shiomi Kotone and sat at a gambling table. "The casino will never lose. This is the law of reciprocity."

"Even I am no exception. The winning streak that I have built up through various means will sooner or later be buried by a failure caused by 'coincidence.'" He grabbed a handful of chips and distributed them to Morgana and Kitagawa Vsuke. "In this hall, as long as you have one chip in your hand, you are a 'distinguished guest' and can walk around ignoring those shadows. On the contrary, they will try every means to use all kinds of temptations and beauty to strip every guest of all their chips."

"You guys should go back to the quiet room first," Amamiya Lian said suddenly, "If I keep winning, the boss here will get restless. The chips on the table can only protect two people at most."

"Be careful," Kitagawa Vsuke rubbed his wrist, "I'm going back to paint."

Morgana had tried to gather intelligence everywhere, but it was ineffective. "The shadows here are too strange. They will know where we go."

"If you have chips with you, you are a guest. If you don't have chips, you are an enemy." Amamiya Ren grabbed a handful of chips and threw them at the dealer. The female dealer, who was dressed revealingly and sexy, just smiled charmingly and then humbly dealt him the cards.

"Deal again," Amamiya Ren glanced at her cards and told the dealer, "Deal again."

He revealed all his cards, "Okay, I have exactly 21 points now, and you only have 19 points."

The Phantom Thief snapped his fingers, "You should owe me... 16 million chips."

The shadowy gambler sitting opposite Amamiya Ren showed no anger or sadness. He just remained silent and took out a chip registration certificate with "16" written on it.

What can you buy here for 16 million?

Amamiya Ren called over a passing maid, "How many staff members do you have here?"

"Dear guests, Clotho Casino has a total of 624 waiters, including dealers, maids, butlers, security guards..."

"Okay, then I'll buy all of your lives."

"......" The maid bowed slightly, "Sincerely, 6.24 million chips."

"You're welcome," Amamiya Lian looked at the jumping numbers on the phone screen, "Please line up and commit suicide next to me. Give me all your strength."

"I will convey your order right away." The maid bowed deeply and then withdrew.

Amamiya Ren hugged the blushing Shiomi Kotone and stood up to look for the next gambling table where the circulating chips were piled up like a small mountain.

As for the table full of chips behind him, they will be regarded as consolation for the shadowy gambler.

Yingzi woodenly pushed aside the plastic discs, because all the waiters now belonged to Amamiya Ren, so he had to calculate the total number himself and then call someone to come and register.

A new batch of dealers and maids were on their way.

The illusion created by Amamiya Ren is becoming more and more real...

The gambler took out a bright red Joker card from the bottom of the pile of chips and fell into a long pause.

Dry weather: 130. The end of the revenge chariot (three in one)

[Here is a servant, Mr. Sakamoto, who was passive and lazy, and tarnished the dignity of the temple. He has been punished according to relevant regulations. I hope everyone will take this as a warning. ]

Such a warning was posted on the factory's bulletin board.

The masked servants passed by numbly, as if their limbs were hung by invisible threads, living like puppets.

Maybe they already live this kind of life, or maybe someone has been living this kind of life for a long time, so he imagines everyone to be like this.

No one is looking at the bulletin board, they don't need an opinion, they don't need to speak up for something. This temple only needs one voice.

"Your Majesty, the Son of God," the believers knelt in front of the man in kimono and carrying a samurai sword. He was Sakata Kanegin, the current president of KCET. At this time, his face was covered with the makeup that dancers often wear during temple sacrifices. In this palace, he has a new identity, that is, the living god who rules the four directions and the eight seas.

"Sinner, did you bring it?" The man put his hand on the end of the hilt. Next to him was a wooden wall covered with cards. They were reward cards for all the champions of the Yu-Gi-Oh World Championship. The cards were a little blurry and covered with dust, and there was a nylon rope tied in the middle, as if he was preparing to discard them along with the entire wall.

"It has been brought," the speaker was not a believer, but a tall and burly orc.

It placed a woman who had taken off her mask and feather hat on the ground. She was the servant who had disrupted the order of the temple today.

"Well done," Sakata Jinyin drew out his samurai sword and placed the sharp blade on the shoulder of Ms. Sakamoto, "Do you have anything else to explain?"

Without replying, Ms. Sakamoto just cast her empty eyes at him, like a soulless puppet.

Shenzi suddenly sneered in disgust, then kicked her twice, causing this woman, who was thin due to work and family, to kneel on the ground and vomit instinctively.

“Drag this piece of trash away,” he waved his hand. “He can’t even whine or beg for mercy. He’s really annoying.”

"Oh, no," he realized his omission just after he finished speaking, and turned to reveal a malicious smile, "Put her in a glass box, place it in the center of the workshop, and then fill it with water. Yes, keep filling it with water. I want to appreciate her performance when she is on the verge of death."

After saying this, she raised the samurai sword and slashed it, as if cutting off the invisible thread. Suddenly, light appeared in Ms. Sakamoto's eyes.

She vaguely realized what she had just experienced, and her expression immediately became horrified, but there was no room for resistance, and no one could stop the execution of the will of the Son of God.

Meanwhile, in the basement of the palace, there is a huge casino.

Amamiya Ren sat in front of the gambling tables surrounded by countless black mists, guessing odd and even numbers with the last "guest". Before this, more than a dozen dealers had already lost to him.

The gambler sat down. It was a gentle woman wearing an ivory mask.

"What should I call you?" Amamiya Lian felt that this guy looked familiar.

"Senbongi," she said softly.

"I see, you're here to win back these chips, right?" Amamiya Lian turned her phone around to show her, "But do you have the capital to bet with me?"

The number displayed on the screen was "1,964 million".

Senbongi said, "I came here on the orders of Lord Miko to win back the chips."

"Tell me the equivalents you have prepared." Amamiya Ren poked at the dice on the table. They were made of plastic, but a bit heavy, probably because they were buried in the remote control device prepared by the casino.

Senbongi seemed to have crashed. He was stunned for a long time before muttering to himself, "I came here on the orders of Lord Shenzi to win back the chips."

"It seems that you don't have 1.9 billion chips," Amamiya Lian nodded, "Take out something of equivalent value. Why, can't you take it out?"

He tapped his finger on the screen, and the shadow of the scale reappeared. "Forget it. I guess you who are standing here are just a fake created according to Mr. Sakata Kanegin's cognition."

The thief threw the dice up and caught it again, "You can't beat me."

This sentence seemed to be said to the person behind Senbongi who was controlling her, "1.9 billion chips, I will use them to buy the entire palace including this casino."

The shadow of the scale suddenly tilted to one side, and Amamiya Lian was not surprised. "Then buy this casino."

This time it was actually breaking even, the transaction was successful, and there was even a surplus.

Amamiya Ren chose to use his last chips to make "Senbongi" hand over his personality mask and prohibit the palace from continuing to produce shadows. He could have strengthened himself by keeping the casino and continuously extracting the shadows from the palace, but there was no time left.

He placed the phone with the counter reset to zero on the gambling table and decided to go rescue the troublesome guy.

Shiomi Kotone walked out of the safe house with Kitagawa Vsuke and Morgana, "So, where is the enemy who made such a loud noise?"

Amamiya Lian pointed to the top of her head, "They are coming."

Almost at the moment when the ownership of the casino was transferred and Amamiya Ren's chips were cleared, all the shadows here collapsed. Immediately afterwards, there was a tremor that shook the earth and a huge iron spear pierced through the ceiling, spider-web-like cracks were born and spread, and then the concrete that collapsed along the cracks fell down one after another.

The orc, as big as a hill, landed on the spot with a hideous curved iron spear in hand, crushing the gambling table and floor tiles. Dust covered every corner of the space, and a vast golden light descended from the sky, illuminating the hair on its body. There were nearly twenty monsters like this, and they completely surrounded the Phantom Thieves.

Sakata Kanegin controls all the shadows in this hall. He has ears and eyes everywhere, waiting for Amamiya Ren to "break the rules" on her own initiative.

This casino is an indispensable part of the entire palace, involving the most basic operating logic - this palace was born because of the "Eros' Party" in reality. Losing the casino means that half of the cognition associated with it has been cut off, the defense of the entire palace has been weakened, and the power has also dropped sharply.

Fortunately, the gangsters as "outsiders" have a new identity here and are not affected. They use Sakata Gold and Silver as the final blow to the counterattack of the Phantom Thieves.

if--

Suppose there is only one Joker in the Phantom Thieves.

"Leave it to us here."

Xijian Qinyin suddenly said, "Don't you have a friend who needs to be rescued?"

Amamiya Ren looked at the Fool from another time and space and said, "I'm counting on you."

"Humph," Xi Jian Qin Yin patted his arm, "Don't worry, I'm very strong."

Amamiya Ren slowly disappeared beside them, and before leaving, he suddenly asked her, "How many personality masks can you use now?"

"Since it's in the Impression Space..." The girl, who was as hot as lava, chuckled, "Of course it's my story, from the beginning to now, all of it!"

[Orpheus] stood in the dust, playing the harp with compassion, and fire appeared out of nowhere, and there were ghosts and rainbows.

Then, in the chaos caused by the flames gathering and expanding instantly, Amamiya Ren left the casino.

Morgana helplessly called out [Zorro] to cast some magic on Shiomi Kotone that could help her recover her energy. "If it's too difficult, we can try to fight in a roundabout way."

"Haha," Xijian Qinyin scratched her cheek awkwardly. [Orpheus] still maintained the flame to prevent the orcs from approaching. "This is also the first time I have fought so vigorously. I just want that guy to leave without worry..."

"Your unbridled strength is quite impressive," Morgana said enviously, "so when did you start running? I felt that you couldn't hold on any longer."

"Hey, not that fast. In fact, I can still hold on for another ten seconds..." Xi Jianqin suddenly felt dizzy, "Forget it, let's run now!"

Kitagawa Vsuke's [Ishikawa Goubei] slammed the floor hard, large pieces of ice crystals splashed, turned into water streams and then evaporated in the burning flames, and white mist lingered.

Using the personality mask obtained from the impression space, Kotone Shiomi quickly created an illusion and successfully attracted the attention of the orcs, making them chase her all the way.

Amamiya Ren pushed open the door leading to the upper palace and disappeared in a brilliant golden light.

......

Sakata Kinnin was in a worse mood than ever before. He was the god of this world and had never suffered such humiliation. A group of thieves broke into the palace, used unknown cheating methods to forcibly seize a piece of his territory, murdered a large number of servants, and even tried to steal his treasures.

All the depression and anger were vented on the servants.

He swung his samurai sword, not to kill, but to cut the "threads" around them, and then ordered the guards to throw the slaves into the glass box that was constantly filled with water.

Begging for mercy, crying, wailing, screaming, and cursing instantly intertwined into a vicious melody.

Sakata Kingin enjoyed this superiority above everyone else. No matter how the lowly and mediocre people resisted, it was just like an ant complaining to a bird.

"Sir Son of God," an orc leader interrupted his fantasy, "We have captured another servant who was causing trouble."

"Someone is causing trouble again?" Sakata Jinyin frowned, "How could anyone intend to betray my kingdom of God? Don't they enjoy this happy life?!"

He opened his arms as if embracing the sky. "All of this, money, wisdom, hard work, everything is burning, becoming value, becoming the ladder to reach this sky! I give them the opportunity to build the ladder, they should kneel down and prostrate themselves, offering all their loyalty and energy!"

"With such beauty, do they still have any objections?!"

Sakata Jinyin danced nervously. He looked at the "inspiration" rushing like a waterfall in the dome and turned into mellow red wine flowing on the ground. He was suddenly stunned, "Oh, by the way, you just said that there is another rebellion."

“Right, right, right,” he grabbed his face, and his originally solemn makeup became grotesque and disgusting. He suddenly burst into a sticky laugh, “Go and bring that guy here, let me see what kind of impurities in my kingdom of God are destroying this beauty that everyone expects…”

"Forgive me!" the male shouted, "I will work hard in the future! I will never be late again!"

"Salary and other things don't matter anymore. Wuuuu, please save me. I don't want any days off anymore..." The woman cried in despair at the impending suffocation ending.

"Inspiration, all my inspiration is yours! I will continue to work hard, please forgive me!" Someone knelt at the bottom of the glass box and kowtowed hard, even though his skin was torn and bleeding.

It was amidst such sounds that Ryuji Sakamoto was carried by the guards into the center of the palace.

He should have continued to hide until he found a chance to escape.

but......

After reading the bulletin board, he was so angry that his rationality was overwhelmed. He tried to gather information from the employees around him, looking for an opportunity to escape from the palace and return to reality to try for revenge.

No one paid any attention to Ryuji Sakamoto. The only thing that greeted him was the monster sent by Sakata Kingin.

"It's you, the guy who tried to rebel... an outsider?" The master of the palace sneered, held the samurai sword in his hand across his chest, and then smashed it hard on Sakamoto Ryuji's face, probably breaking a lot of his teeth. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and his chin was red.

Sakamoto Ryuji groaned and stared at him with hatred and anger in his eyes.

This guy locked up all the employees and his mother in the company...

"Hey, what's that look in your eyes?" Sakata Jinyin sneered and kicked him between his legs. The sharp pain made Sakamoto Ryuji's breathing stagnate, and his pupils were bloodshot. He almost bit his gums and lips with his broken teeth to hold back from screaming.

"You dare to glare at me?" A slap hit Sakamoto Ryuji's face, leaving some bloody broken teeth.

After another round of tossing and turning, Sakata Kanegin looked at Sakamoto Ryuji, who was bleeding and on the verge of death. He then dropped the dagger in his hand, snatched the "inspiration" from a believer, unscrewed the bottle cap and poured it on him, causing him to regain consciousness in the severe pain of despair and shock. "You are truly the flesh and blood of a sinner, flowing with the blood of a sinner and a slave. You are lowly! Weak! Despicable!"

He knew all about Ms. Sakamoto in real life, and naturally knew Sakamoto Ryuji, "You are just like your mother, degraded to the dust, a worthless scum!"

Mother... Ryuji Sakamoto barely opened his eyes, which were stinging from the blood, and looked at Sakata Kanegin.

This boy who loves track and field has not forgotten why he went to KCET.

He has already...

Sakamoto Ryuji lowered his eyes again, and saw his legs, which could no longer be called "limbs". His knees had been chopped by the samurai sword, revealing the white bones, and blood was flowing down his ankles. His body was rapidly getting cold, and his strength was constantly being drained away. A feeling of fragility and sadness spread in his heart.

There was nothing he could do.

He began to feel remorse and reflect bitterly on how humble ordinary people were in the face of this power that transcends society.

No matter how fast Ryuji Sakamoto ran, he could not catch up with the thief who made a stunning turn in the gallery.

Just like the situation he was in front of Sakata Kinnin, where he had no chance to fight back.

As ordinary people, facing these super-sized beings, we can only be ravaged.

I can't resist. I can't resist this guy at all. Come to think of it, even if I return to reality, what can I do? He is the president of a large company, and I am just an ordinary high school student.