Tokyo Trickster

The clouds take root in the sky, like waves blooming in the boundless blue sea, their roots lead to nowhere. This is a world without wind, everything is quiet, flocks of birds spread their wings and rest in the sea of ​​flowers, there are no reefs, and the only lonely boat is a white passenger plane in the vastness.

Amamiya Ren stood on the other side of the blue sea. He just stopped and looked at the crowd's joy and anger as well as the bustling street scene were frozen into film.

Time stopped?

As he thought about it, the sound of traffic around him immediately seemed noisy.

Then his elbow tightened, and Xijian Qinyin's voice jumped in his ears, "Oh, how did you get out? What does the owner of the palace look like? Is he strong?"

Judging from his expression, he probably regretted not having a good fight with Sakata Kingin.

"You're dragging a group of shadows around the casino, don't you feel tired?" Amamiya Lian was a little puzzled about how energetic this guy was.

"Of course I'm tired," Shiomi Qinyin bought a bag of donuts from somewhere, took out one and nibbled on it, "I just recovered very quickly."

"A personality mask that restores energy?" Amamiya Ren muttered to herself.

"Stay aside, this is mainly about healing."

Amamiya Ren silently swallowed the words "I want it too" and just rubbed Shiomi Kotone's head. "You guys came back first. Did Mr. Naruhodō call?"

"Come back first?" Shioji Qinyin was stunned, "When we opened our eyes, we saw you and Sakamoto Ryuji coming out."

Although Ryuji Sakamoto entered the hall from KCET, he left through the casino escape exit with Amamiya Ren, and naturally came out from the quiet room of Eros'Party.

Amamiya Ren took out his phone and looked at the screen. From the time he entered the palace a few hours ago to now, only three seconds had passed in reality. According to his memory, it was impossible for him to make a mistake in these short numbers. However, when the Phantom Thieves attacked Madarame Ikryusai's palace, the time they spent in it was equivalent in reality.

In other words――

After arriving in Tokyo, Amamiya Ren really stopped time, and more than once, but the source of this strange phenomenon was a kind of reasonless. It seemed that Philemon had never given him this kind of employee benefit.

Would Lavenda know? He actually asked after he made Kamoshida repent. But the secretary was also confused and said that the Velvet Room had never had such a privilege. So it was certain that Philemon had never given this kind of employee benefit to his own tenants.

Who is the problem? Amamiya Ren thought, I don’t have any relevant personality masks or ghost stories.

Damn it.

Ryuji Sakamoto seemed to have his throat strangled by an invisible hand, and he kept coughing after leaving the hall.

"Stay away from me," he waved his hand to reject Kitagawa Vsuke's approach, "My body temperature is a little abnormal now."

Morgana jumped onto the sofa at one side with disgust, "You look like an oven."

Amamiya Ren gave up trying to figure out the mystery of time suspension and explained, "The personality mask he awakened is 'Ghost Rider', a character from the comics. Have you heard of him? After his whole body was roasted by fire in the hall, the residual heat has not yet dissipated."

Kotone Shiomi circled around Sakamoto Ryuji with great interest. "This is the first time I've seen a personality mask in the form of an anime character."

"Since he exists in the public's cognition, he also exists in the impression space." Amamiya Lian took a few photos of the KCET building outside the window. "Stay here for a while, then we will go back to the base to welcome our newcomers and discuss how to defeat the big guy in the hall."

"How big is it?"

"I might not be able to defeat two of me together." Amamiya Ren said honestly. He and the "clown" with all his abilities together could not defeat Sakata Kingin.

He thought, "But fortunately, this theft won't be too difficult. Sakata Gold and Silver has become a monster hanging in the sky, and we have the entire lower area of ​​the palace as a shelter, so stealing the treasure is easy, but the difficulty lies in finding a way to hold him back."

Xijian Qinyin thought about it carefully, "In fact, in his understanding, those orcs were not the guards of the palace, but outsiders. That's why they could break into the casino at will?"

Sakamoto Ryuji finally adapted to the late autumn temperature in Tokyo, or rather, his internal and external temperatures returned to normal. He was full of indignation, "I really have to hurry up, my mom is still suffering in KCET."

"We are fighting a blitzkrieg." Amamiya Lian patted his shoulder. "For things like this, the more anxious you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes. We cannot cause public panic in reality. Whether it is sneaking into the palace or dealing with Sakata Gold and Silver, or even dealing with the subsequent impact, we need to consider carefully."

Sakura Futaba has been silent since Amamiya Ren entered the casino.

"Futaba, are you still there?" the thief asked.

The wireless earphones were lost in the battle, but Sakura Futaba's voice still came out of the phone speaker, "Watching a TV series."

"KCET's internal surveillance, please give me a copy."

"Ah, you don't mean to..."

"Maybe it can be used," Amamiya Lian called and asked the maid of Eros'Party to bring in a few game consoles and help install the display screen and seats.

Four people just happened to be able to play some PVP games, so after much deliberation, we chose "Armello", a casual puzzle electronic board game. The story tells that the kingdom is about to collapse, and several small animals are fighting against each other with the lost throne as the core.

Ryuji Sakamoto was playing absent-mindedly, and soon he was beaten three times by the squirrel controlled by Kitagawa Vsuke.

Amamiya Ren and Shiomi competed fiercely in the King's Game, but due to bad luck, they not only lost miserably, but were also exiled to the land of corruption.

In a board game, Kitagawa Vsuke who chose the fox was killing like crazy, beating up whoever was close to him; Sakamoto Ryuji was half offline and played worse than the computer; Shiomi Kotone was only thinking about winning; Amamiya Ren was only thinking about preventing everyone from playing the game properly and leaving like a beast.

After Naruhodō Ryuichi finished his work, he called to apologize, saying that he was a little delayed due to his busy schedule.

Amamiya Ren looked at Shiomi Kotone and Kitagawa Vsuke who were still fighting in front of the screen. It was like a showdown between a murderer and a candidate for the king in the royal city.

Half an hour later, Naruhodō Ryuichi, who had bought a box of snacks, pushed open the soundproof door of the quiet room. Four young men and a cat were looking at the screen with different expressions.

Ryuji Sakamoto, dressed like a gangster, looked depressed, or rather unhappy.

A silly black cat lying under the coffee table eating a pear can be called brainless.

Kitagawa Vsuke, who looks cool but actually has a dark look in his eyes, shakes the handle back and forth, simply killing people like crazy.

With a bright but cold smile, Kotone Shiomi sat cross-legged on the tatami, tapping the handle intentionally or unintentionally, probably with a dagger hidden in her smile.

The relatively normal Amamiya Ren drank tea while pointing fingers at the two finalists, with the main purpose of interfering with the game and ruining the experience.

"Would everyone like some dessert?"

Before Phoenix Wright could finish his words, Morgana jumped up and said, "I want to eat!"

But to Naruhodō's ears, its sound was just the meow of a cat.

Amamiya Ren had to help translate, "This cat said it wants to eat."

"I am not..."

"Let the cat have dessert first," Amamiya Ren glanced at it.

Morgana obediently meowed at Naruhodō in a flattering manner.

After a bumpy ride, the Phantom Thieves successfully returned to Shikenjaya.

Winter is approaching, and the weather is so dry that it feels like invisible cotton wool is floating in all directions, and every breath will block your throat.

Nao Tomori picked up the thermos cup on the table, unscrewed the lid and took a big gulp of hot water without any manners.

Since she announced her relationship with Kurusu Akatsuki that day, she, who was already not well-liked by the girls in her class, has now found herself walking on thin ice. In the past, everyone just disliked her liking to shoot videos of school bullying, but now they are simply jealous.

This girl's appearance is quite outstanding, otherwise she wouldn't have made the headlines. She made a lot of money just by using her fame for profit. The downside is that there are no small groups in the school willing to take her in - Togo Ichimi and Yagi Yui don't count, they both set up their own groups, although there is not even a cat in the so-called "group".

Logically speaking, Tomori Nao is very cute and lively, so she should be very popular with boys of the same age. Compared with the too distant Togo Ichimi and the "Mahjong Soul" professional player Yagi Yui, Tomori Nao is not only not that distant from them, but also the enthusiastic type, which is simply the perfect school pursuit object.

But in fact, she has received very few love letters since junior high school.

Little boys are all afraid of being excluded from the girls' group.

It was the first time to hold hands with a person of the opposite sex other than a relative... Nao Tomori twirled the pen, holding her delicate chin with her other hand, her blue eyes drifting out the window, watching the clouds slowly drifting across the sky, and she felt that they looked a bit like Amamiya Ren. She was so absorbed in watching that she forgot about the history teacher on the podium for a moment.

"Youli," the forty-something woman tapped the podium with her textbook, "You answer this question."

"Ah," Tomori Nao, who was daydreaming, shuddered and woke up, "That... this..."

Her eyes wandered, and she hesitated for a long time without being able to answer, probably because she didn't pay attention to the class at all. When she looked at the clock, she found that she had been thinking about Amamiya Ren for half the class. She didn't know whether it was embarrassment or shyness, her face was burning hot.

The history teacher raised an eyebrow and said, "Sit down, go back and copy today's blackboard notes ten times and give them to me tomorrow."

......

"That's it." Tomori Nao complained to her besties in the mahjong club's activity room, "That bitch's writing took up an entire blackboard! I took a photo, and even after copying over a thousand words, I still couldn't finish it."

Yagi Yui put down the phone that was broadcasting the Mahjong commentary and looked at her seriously, "Youli-chan, are you going to take the blackboard book home to copy?"

"I... uh..." Nao Tomori scratched her face, "I have an appointment with Amamiya Ren to come to the teahouse for an interview tonight."

"You," Yagi Yui poked her forehead helplessly, "Are you really in love with that celebrity writer?"

"I've explained the whole thing! He and I are just friends!"

"Look at you now, do you think it looks like that?" Yagi Yui sneered, "You've been talking about Amamiya Ren every other sentence these days, I think you've turned your fake into real!"

“Damn it,” Tomori Nao slammed the notebook on the table, “Is it that obvious?!”

Yagi stared at her carefully for a long time, until his friend felt uncomfortable all over, and then nodded solemnly, "It's very obvious, your ears are red."

"Hey!!!"

"As expected, you have absolutely no experience in love. You are worthy of being my little Nao. You are so cute~"

"You talk as if you have."

"I don't," Yagi Yui nodded calmly, "but I may receive more love letters in one day than you, Nao, see in the whole month."

"Kill you!"

"hehe."

"I can't stand you! I came here to ask you for advice!" Nao Tomori grabbed Yagi Yui angrily and started shaking her.

The other party gave her a loving look that gave Tomori Nao goosebumps. "So, have you thought of a solution?"

"Yes," Yagi Yui smiled and handed her a pen, "We'll copy the blackboard together, and then you can go on a date with Amamiya Ren after school.

"Hey, what date, that's..."

"Nao is so shy, innocent and cute. I would be very sad if she was easily taken advantage of."

"you you you you......"

Yagi Yui opened her notebook and said, "Send me a photo of the blackboard and I'll copy it with you."

"What are you doing? It seems very lively," Togo Ichi-san from the shogi club next door pushed the door open. She was one of only three members in the mahjong room.

Public schools for the disabled can even welcome students joining multiple clubs at the same time, as long as they can truly develop in all aspects.

For example, Togo Ichirō is the general manager of the Shogi Club, but he can also put his name on the club to support his friend's Mahjong club which is about to be abolished.

Nao Tomori was the consultant of the photography club. She was already a super paparazzi who had one foot in the entertainment industry. Even the famous Kochu Culture Club had extended olive branches to her several times. When she heard that the Mahjong Club was going to be closed due to lack of staff, she immediately turned down the club activities for the day and submitted a form for multiple club members to fill out.

As a college whose main selling points are academic ability and admission rate, clubs like the Mahjong Club... are really too deserted. Most of the new and old students who are eager to try out at the recruitment activities are there to get close to Yagi Yui.

Days like this lasted for most of the school year.

After learning the details, Togo Ichi-San also applauded cheerfully, "In that case, I'll also help copy the blackboard. Nao-chan, please be safe on your date tonight!"

"Well, getting pregnant before marriage is a bit scary," Yagi Yui nodded.

Nao Tomori clenched her pen and concentrated on copying the notes on the blackboard.

Dry weather: 134. Dry weather, part

Carrying a large paper bag with the Big Bang Burger Shop logo printed on it, Amamiya Ren pushed open the door of the base.

Lavenda was vacuuming the living room, the vacuum cleaner whirring.

Shiomi Kotone walked into the room, folded her arms and looked at her, "How about I give you a cheese beef burger? I bought a little too much for myself, so I may not be able to finish it."

"Ah, I'll just eat the Trickster's portion." Lavenda blinked and transferred the pressure to Shiomi Kotone without leaving a trace. "I have a small appetite. He should be happy to eat the same burger with me."

"You shameless ..."

"What are you talking about? Come and help me carry the Coke bucket," Amamiya Ren said as she stood at the stairs. She had the unbridled power to dismantle Orion and could push a truck in reality, but now she couldn't even carry a bucket of Coke.

Shiomi Qinyin and Lavenda's eyes met and then separated, and there seemed to be sparks of electricity in the air.

The secretary hurriedly arranged the pillows on the sofa. Xijian Qinyin puffed her cheeks and glared at him for a long time before she clattered downstairs in her palm-sized cotton slippers and grabbed the Coke bucket, "Scumbag."

She had repeated this word many times during the few days they had lived together.

Amamiya Ren turned back expressionlessly at Kitagawa Vsuke and Sakamoto Ryuji who were arguing at the door, "Why don't you come in?"

The two grown men who were bickering and fighting fell silent for a moment, then obediently changed their shoes and went into the house.

The large conference table was cleaned up, and six people and a cat were seated at the table. No, there seemed to be an empty seat. Amamiya Ren pushed Morgana towards Kitagawa Vsuke, freeing up some space. He put a tablet on the table and dialed Sakura Futaba's video call.

Dr. Takemiya Takemiya from the clinic next door took a break from her busy schedule and sat down with a cup of instant coffee. She was quite curious about what big things these young people with super powers could do.

The leader of the Phantom Thieves briefly introduced the members of the organization to the newcomers, starting with the silver-haired girl sitting to the right of the main seat, "Lavenda, the head of the logistics department of the Phantom Thieves. Her specific abilities are confidential."

Lavenda nodded and said nothing. She was a little cold towards Sakamoto Ryuji. As expected, this guy joined the Phantom Thieves, she thought. In her memory, Sakamoto Ryuji and Kitagawa Vsuke were both serious criminals, who would drag Amamiya Ren out to have fun (referring to baseball fields, arcades, card shops...)

Then came the black cat squatting next to the tablet computer. "Morgana, in charge of the infiltration of the executive department, a cat demon found on the roadside, with a personality mask of [Zorro], who can perform all kinds of fancy magic."

"Hey! I'm not a monster!"

"Okay, Mona cat."

"It's not even a cat!"