Tokyo Trickster

Amamiya Ren grabbed Morgana's neck as he flew over. It was Kitagawa Vsuke's turn. "Kitagawa Vsuke, a member of the Phantom Thieves' executive department and a part-time artist in the logistics department. His personality mask is [Ishikawa Goemon], and he can make good use of low-temperature moves and has excellent close-range attack capabilities."

Kitagawa Vsuke drank some Coke, squeezed some ketchup for Sakamoto Ryuji, and handed over a box of hot French fries.

Then there was a beautiful woman dressed in a punk style with a white coat on the outside, "Dr. Takemi Tadashi of Takemi Internal Medicine Hospital, the health consultant of the Phantom Thieves' logistics department, and she is not participating in the attack on the palace."

"Hello," Takemiya nodded politely. She had heard information about impression space here too many times. Although it was a bit subversive, the scenes of Amamiya Ren electrolyzing water to produce hydrogen and setting the wastebasket on fire could not be fake.

"Sakura Futaba, Cyber ​​Security Consultant of the Phantom Thieves' Logistics Department." Amamiya Ren tapped the tablet. The screen was pitch black, but the girl's timid voice still came out of the speaker, "Um, hello everyone!"

"The daughter of Mr. Sakura of LeBron has become afraid to communicate with others for various reasons," Amamiya Ren added, "She is actually a top-notch hacker. Although Mr. Sakura doesn't know this."

"Finally, -"

"Shiomi Kotone." The orange-red girl opened the burger and picked out the pickles. "From the Phantom Thieves..."

"Creating the atmosphere," Amamiya Ren stuffed the pickles back into her burger.

"Hey! I don't like eating this lately!"

"Then you are responsible for taking today's garbage to the recycling station."

"Uh, ah, hehe, actually, occasionally trying some food that you don't like might be a good experience," when she heard that she had to run to a recycling station one kilometer away to throw away the garbage, Shiomi Kotone had to give up being picky about food.

"Lazy girl," Lavenda said to her from across Amamiya Ren's seat.

"Little brat," Xijian Qinyin bared her teeth at her.

"Who are you calling..." Lavenda saw Xi Jian Qinyin patting her chest, which was somewhat heaving. She lowered her head again and became speechless.

Amamiya Ren didn't dare to laugh. He could only take a gulp of soda to cover up the urge to run away. Even though the two girls were already kicking each other with their calves under the table, there was no way to escape. If he dared to leave the battlefield now, Lavenda would probably raise her hand and kill Megid Laon.

Maybe my future self will be able to withstand this move, but I definitely can’t do it now.

If you must ask what is Megiddo-Laon?

In order to make it easier to understand, Amamiya Ren had to use the terms in RPG games to describe it: an extremely large, wide-coverage, and all-round attack that ignores attributes.

No matter how anxious Ryuji Sakamoto was, he wanted to fit in here anyway, so he stood up and introduced himself.

"My name is Sakamoto Ryuji," the yellow-haired, gangster-like boy had a steely gaze. Although this was his first time meeting an organization of "superpowers," he was not at all flustered or reserved. "My personality mask is [Jonathan Blazer]. Although this is my first time in combat, I will work hard to train myself."

Amamiya Lian pushed over a box of cheese beef burgers and said, "Welcome to join us."

"Welcome!" Xijian Qinyin clapped loudly.

"Welcome," Lavenda applauded perfunctorily.

"It's great that the Phantom Thieves have a new member," Kitagawa Vsuke put down his half-eaten burger, a little flustered, clapped his hands and spoke incoherently.

"That's good news," Wu Jianmiao nodded. She thought that she would probably get more volunteers for her drug test.

"Um... welcome to join us!" Sakura Futaba said on the screen.

Ryuji Sakamoto opened the carton, and the aroma of cheese mixed with meat relaxed his tense nerves a little.

Perhaps, this is the sense of belonging.

Unlike his own bedroom or LeBron's attic.

The Phantom Thieves of the Heart...

He looked at Amamiya Ren who was sitting in the main seat drinking soda.

Finally getting one step closer to this guy.

Dry weather: 135. Dry weather, part

The strategy meeting for the attack on Sakata Gold and Silver Palace is in full swing.

Wu Jianmiao had come into contact with games such as MMORPG when she was in college. The more she listened to the conversations of those young people, the stranger it seemed to her.

Amamiya Ren is the main attacker and decision maker, Lavenda is the poster girl of the so-called Adventurer's Guild, Shiomi Kotone is a mage who clears small monsters and serves as the main output, Kitagawa Vsuke is a close combat holy warrior who controls the team, and Sakamoto Ryuji is an attacker against tough units.

When I think about it this way, I seem to be the kind of NPC who sits in the main venue and sells life potions?

Sakura Futaba is probably the so-called information merchant or system elf.

After sitting for a while, Wu Jianmiao was still worried about the clinic, so he left with the tea and snacks that Lavenda had enthusiastically presented to him.

Sakura Futaba hung up the call and switched the screen to watch TV series. Before leaving, she did not forget to upload KCET's surveillance video to the background of the Phantom Thieves' server.

When dusk fell on the windowsill, three or four jackdaws were chirping on the branches. Lavenda shook the curtains, and they fluttered their wings and fled into the sky. The dark feathers floated toward the street. Amamiya Ren also said goodbye to them, picked up the backpack with the laptop and went to Inokashira Park.

"He was clearly dealing with serious matters, but why did he look like he was having a tryst with a beautiful girl without telling us?" Xijian Qinyin complained, "He looked so sneaky."

Lavenda sighed, "Don't be so satisfied just dating a boy."

"Boy? Date?!" Xi Jianqinyin was shocked, "That guy shouldn't be gay."

In response to her, she received a complicated look from the secretary.

"It's definitely not gay," Lavenda sighed again, "Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you."

"According to the agreement, I have to take him out to play tomorrow!" Xijian Qinyin no longer cared, and she was ready to fight for her rights.

Lavenda gave her a pitying look. "I definitely support you going on a date with him tomorrow, but...you'll know tomorrow."

"This isn't Gotham. There's no Riddler."

"Who knows," Lavenda whispered, "Tomorrow when you're on a date, some guys might show up and abduct Ren Amamiya."

......

A sneeze.

Amemiya Ren rubbed her nose. The weather was too dry and her nasal mucosa was always uncomfortable. When the cold wind blew, she either coughed or wanted to sneeze.

The fallen leaves on the ground have turned from yellow to pale, draining away moisture and degrading pigments, no less than a withering. The sound of the wind from late autumn to winter is a sad elegy, singing the decay of countless lives. If you get close, you can't see the corpses of cicadas, only a group of ants busy carrying food on the rough bark.

The delivery workers attached the parcels to the back seats of their bicycles, pedaled the chains hard, and set off from the freight center.

Amamiya Ren could not sing the kind of religious and solemn elegies, and she could not even remember the school song from her junior high school days very clearly, and she often just joined in the singing of others.

He actually sings quite well, but the only song he can sing completely seems to be "Happy Birthday".

Ding-ling-ling, push open the frosted glass door of the coffee shop. The name of the shop is similar to "LeBron" of Shigenjaya, but it is not very similar, but it has a rebellious feeling that does not conform to the mainstream.

This store is called "Anding District".

The space in the store doesn't seem to be very spacious, but it is divided into floors and has many compartments, which should be convenient for couples to date and chat.

Amamiya Ren found a cubicle to hang up the sign, then went to the front desk to place the order.

The waiter was a high school student with short purple hair, and she had a youthful and lively cuteness.

"Are you working part-time on weekends too? It must be hard work," Amamiya Ren looked at the menu over and over again. They were all regular coffees.

The girl hummed in agreement. Seeing Amamiya Ren dressed like a celebrity, she was curious and said, "My father has a good relationship with the owner of this store. The store recently moved here from Nerima District, so I was asked to help."

"Hey, Dong Xiang, I want two cheese milk caps for the K compartment."

"Got it!" The girl called Dong Xiang quickly wrote and drew on the note, then ran into the kitchen to tinker with it.

"Eh," Amamiya Ren closed the menu and was having trouble making a choice. He didn't know what Tomori Nao liked to drink, and that girl was still waiting for the train.

There were very gentle footsteps, and an old man with a well-dressed and kind face was standing in front of the counter without anyone knowing when, waiting patiently for Amamiya Ren to look through the menu.

“Don’t you have a favorite coffee?” he asked. His gray hair was like the dead leaves on the windowsill, and the wrinkles on his face were like the lines on the leaves.

Amamiya Ren confessed, "It's so ordinary, I don't know what to choose."

"You are preparing a surprise for your partner," the old man said with a smile, "Is your girlfriend in the cubicle?"

"She's still waiting for the tram. Oh, we haven't started dating yet."

"Then you might need this gift more." He took out a pair of reading glasses from his pocket and put them on. "Well, I'm the manager of this store. My biggest hobby is making coffee, so I have some experience. I hope that the results of this experience can help you seize the first opportunity in love."

Amamiya Lian quickly waved her hands, "I'm really not with that person..."

"Don't be shy," the store manager said with a smile, "This park is a holy place for couples. If you can ask a girl out, she should have made relevant psychological preparations. If you just run away like this, you will throw away the opportunity in vain!"

Amamiya Ren was puzzled. According to this statement, could it be that Tomori Nao really had those thoughts about him? The possibility of pretending to be real could not be ruled out. It was a bit tricky. If it was not handled properly, Shiomi and Lavenda might skin him alive when he returned home.

"Anyway," the store manager had already made up his mind to help, "leave the coffee to me. I'll stake all my love for coffee and I'll definitely be able to make something that will spice up your date."

Too enthusiastic...Amamiya Ren had no way of refusing.

He could only watch as the store manager went into the kitchen, and then the waiter trotted up to the second floor carrying two milk caps packaged in plastic boxes.

"Mr. Kaneki, this is the milk cap you ordered."

There was the sound of wind chimes again.

As always, the little reporter with a cute smile approached Amamiya Ren and said, "Thank you for your hard work~"

"Ha, you came at a really bad time."

Amamiya Ren felt a little helpless.

"I think I've arrived just in time," the store manager lifted the curtain of the kitchen and handed over two coffee cups with wooden lids, "Please enjoy."

Amamiya Ren had no choice but to take her plate and go to her designated compartment.

Nao Tomori put down the camera and opened the wooden cover with anticipation.

Her smile faltered.

Amamiya Ren noticed that her neck had turned a little pink, and knowing that something was wrong, she looked at Coffee.

Very good, another heart-shaped cream latte art divided into two.

Did you prepare roses for me to express your love for?

The waiter I just met suddenly knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Amamiya, the bouquet of roses you requested is at the door."

Amamiya Ren looked at the blushing and bewildered Tomori Nao, "I said I didn't know, are you willing to believe it?"

His expression became somewhat helpless.

Dry weather: 136. Dry weather, part

The computer of the Tomori Nao crashed because its memory overflowed.

Her fingers poked awkwardly on the tray of the coffee cup, her eyes wandered, and the hot vapor blurred her vision a little.

Her heart was beating so fast. She thought, it was all because of those troublemakers who loved to join in the fun, spreading those rumors about me and Amamiya Ren all day long...

The reporter stared at the coffee in annoyance. In the brown liquid, the cream in the shape of a half-heart was frighteningly white. She didn't dare look at Amamiya Ren. This boy of the same age was handsome, and every detail of his appearance hit her heart. He often told his friends that he was "not interested", but when he really had to be alone in such a small and quiet space, he blushed.

It was very quiet. Amamiya Ren could guess what Tomori Nao was thinking, but he didn't dare to admit it. He opened the door and put the bouquet of roses on the wooden cabinet, then got straight to the point. "I asked you out today because I hope you can help me with two news articles."

Tomori Nao was confused. "Ah, news?"

"It's not gossip," Amamiya Ren sighed, "I heard that you recently changed jobs to Ikebukuro, and the newspapers there are looking for social and political programs to record."

"It's called 'Tokyo Urgent Case,'" the thief looked down at his phone as if to confirm, then nodded, "You said you were going to do two news stories for me, but it's actually just one. The other one is my reward to you."

The young reporter felt a little lost and a little relaxed. She tugged at her sleeves and thought she was daydreaming.

Nao Tomori never thought she was a pretty girl. Although Togo and Yagi always told her that she had an idol-level face, she had never been enthusiastically pursued by boys since junior high school. Instead, the girls in her class always spread disgusting rumors about her. She was always subjected to cold violence or school bullying. Perhaps because she liked photography, she accidentally broke into a bullying scene one day and recorded the group of bad guys in the camera, and then became the target of bullying.

Thanks to this, I developed the courage to endure the pain to fight and resist, and to give up socializing to call the police.

The same experience happened again after I transferred to another school, but this time I had two close friends who helped each other out, and I wasn't surrounded and beaten like I was in junior high school. So history always goes in a spiral.

For example, Togo Ichimi and Yagi Yui were always the focus of attention of the boys in the school. Tomori Nao felt that she was probably a little good-looking. After all, she had received a dozen love letters in the past few years, although the contents were all some "I will become a hero to protect you" and other such middle school speeches - if there really was such a boy who would help her despite being isolated by the whole class and even by age, she might be moved to tears.

Nao Tomori asked herself, she is not worthy of Amamiya Ren, a popular novelist and city idol, there is no reason for her to fall in love with an ordinary campus reporter. She likes to read romantic comics and occasionally have some beautiful fantasies. But fantasy and reality must be separated.

She had always thought so until Amamiya Ren used a romantic scandal to tie them together.

The hot coffee goes down the throat into the stomach, and after the scalding heat, warmth spreads throughout the limbs.

Amamiya Ren handed her a piece of strawberry daifuku and said, "You are working on the case of Madarame Ikryusai recently. You need to collect opinions from celebrities and city residents through interviews, interviews, and follow-up interviews... Kamoshida's case commentary has caused quite a stir on the Internet, so the entire newspaper company attaches great importance to the Tokyo Urgent Case project. If you, as a newcomer, can take over the interview with Kurusu Akatsuki, I believe your work will be more stable."

Tomori Nao blinked her eyes, and her brain, which was overflowing with memory, finally cleared the cache files. "Oh, right, the interview..."

She stuttered as she spoke, "Yeah, then, what do you need my help with?"

Amamiya Ren smiled, "It's much more interesting than the interview on the Madarame Ikryusai case."

He took out a USB flash drive and said, "KCET is involved in tax evasion, harming the health of employees, and the current president Sakata Kanegin coerced the board of directors... What do you think of this first-hand news?"

"I..." Tomori Nao frowned, "I'm just a new reporter. I can't do such a big news report alone. Even if I submit it, the editor-in-chief will take away the credit."

Amamiya Ren finally revealed her true intentions, "Of course I have considered this situation."

Then, with an expression that seemed to show that he was disappointed with his girlfriend, he said, "You are my rumored girlfriend now. Do you understand your current public opinion value? Why don't you just take the USB drive and talk to the boss of the newspaper?"