Tokyo Trickster

In order to separate the combination of "seniors" and "juniors" in front of him, and then persuade Amamiya Ren to join Hoori alone, the concessions given by Oshino Yao alone were not enough, and he had to appeal to their emotions.

Mary had mentioned to him that the previous generation of the Velvet Room's contractors had died on the moon, and the new generation of contractors seemed to be caught in a vortex of trouble far more terrifying than that of "Nyx".

Yuu Narukami has already understood the definition of "horror".

He had just seen the body of "Amamiya Ren" in Kenji Shrine yesterday, and met another Amamiya Ren the next day.

According to Oshino Yao's plan, he started pretending to be sick - Ming Shangyou found a letter on the altar in the worship hall of Kenshi Shrine.

The content of this letter made them realize that there were some things that Ren Amamiya had to face alone:

【To those who come later:】

[(Erasure mark) I don't know who will get this letter in the end, but being able to enter this shrine will at least be related to the Velvet Room.]

【This is Amamiya Ren. When you see this letter, it means I am already dead. Where should I start to explain? First of all, the town of Hoori does not exist. Its meaning, symbol, connotation, and even its name have been permanently erased from people's cognition through the impression space. But fortunately, the madman's actions could only erase the "city". All residents survived.】

[I don't know how long the fight between "Amamiya Ren" and him lasted, and how many times I failed, but I must admit that I lost. Maybe I lost to the human subconscious called "regret", or maybe I lost to the monster that copied "Amamiya Ren" and took root and sprouted with countless evil seeds...]

[This year, I am about thirteen years old. My eyes are quite special. Many people say that their name is "seeing the ancients". No matter what it is, whether it is written words, the use of weapons, various strange martial arts, or even physical fitness, such as the genetic abilities of other races, as long as it is everything in the world, as long as I see it with my own eyes once, I can completely understand it and use it skillfully. It is a technique that is almost like a monster. (A lot of correction marks)]

[Ah, sorry, I still feel very unwilling, so I said all this...]

[I should be dying soon.]

[Together with Hoori, I was thrown into the turbulence of time. Perhaps a year has passed outside? Two years?]

[Important explanation - I once made an unforgivable mistake, and I spent every day in regret. Until one day, a guy who claimed to be God found me and asked if I was willing to go back to the past and make up for my mistake.]

[I promised K, but later I realized that this was not some kind-hearted god. It was the collective unconsciousness of human beings pursuing regret, hoping to go back to the past and make up for their mistakes.]

[It deceived me and brought me to a completely unfamiliar time and space to participate in a fatal battle that was doomed to fail... (lots of erasure marks and messy lines)]

[(The writing up to this point has become sloppy and impatient) I will soon die, maybe I only have one minute left...]

The rest of the content is just some gibberish confessions.

[Humans cannot defeat monsters. Unless they become real monsters.]

【Jian Ji Gu lost, but "Amamiya Ren" has not lost yet. 】

[There are seven "Amamiya Ren" in total. I killed the anger...]

【I have no idea......】

[I don’t want to die...]

【...】

[I’ll leave Cong Yu to (chaotic lines)... This is the last thing I have left...]

The content of the letter ended abruptly.

If there really was a thirteen-year-old Amamiya Ren who fell into such a situation in order to fight against some terrifying enemy, and if the "Eye of the Gods" he described was real.

Ming Shangyou felt that even if he was able to give it his all, it would probably be difficult to win.

Shinobu Yao did not see this letter, because it immediately turned into dust like plaster when he took it out of the worship hall. I can only describe the contents to him roughly.

He didn't know earlier that the new generation of tenant's name was Amamiya Ren.

Now that he saw the face of the young man in front of him which was extremely similar to that of the sculpture, he suddenly understood.

Yuu Narukami watched Amamiya Ren discussing heatedly with Oshino Yao in the living room about how to deal with the ghost story.

"What a heavy fate, Amamiya-san," he thought to himself, "Even though Mari has been trying to stop me, I should still help you."

"At least, maybe I could help you take a little of the burden off of you before it overwhelms you?"

17-year-old Ace: 144. Cong Yu Chapter

The discussion between Oshino Yao and Amamiya Ren has come to an end.

"I came to Hasatoinaba this time because of the study tour organized by the school, and the location is the Hoori Resort," Amamiya Ren frowned, "It's impossible to avoid the crowd."

"I'll help set up the barrier," Shinobu Yao chewed a piece of fruit candy, "This time, the ghost story can only be handled by one person. This is why Narukami and I are in danger."

Amamiya Ren wondered why this guy was still lying, one lie after another, but he thought of what "Narakami Yuu" said to him in his dream.

Hoori, Kenji Shrine, special sword... He pretended to be slightly shaken, "I can't take this risk. Even Narukami-senpai is injured like this..."

"I can't use the personality mask at will in reality," Narukami Yuu sat on the sofa, "I'm exhausted just shouting it out, let alone driving it further."

"See?" Oshino Yao spread his hands.

"Wouldn't it be more terrifying that you almost died suddenly?" Amamiya Ren glanced at him. This expert in ghost stories was said to be able to travel around Asia in 48 hours, but he was almost hacked to death.

"That knife has an exaggerated ability to target ghost stories. No, it targets all 'evil' and 'additions' born from human cognition. In short, it is a so-called 'exorcism' tool."

World-weary penguin, dove

"The name of the sword is Cong Yu." Ming Shangyou suddenly said.

"Really? Then we should call it Musumemaru." Amamiya Ren looked at Oshino Yao, "You should be responsible for maintaining the balance between humans and ghost stories. Why did you ask me to help you do something like this to 'extinct a family'?"

"Those new ghost stories..." Oshino's expression became a little serious, "They are not beings that can communicate. They are completely driven and polluted by various twisted desires. It is easy for them to cause serious damage to society."

“Then there must be someone who can communicate.”

"Of course. The most urgent thing is the divine sword named Cong Yu."

Amamiya Lian understood that this guy was lying to her and wanted him to contact Cong Yu first.

"I agreed." If Suiori didn't have any other more special knives, then Cong Yu should be the clue he must look for.

"But in return for my taking risks, shouldn't you..."

"Hey!" Shinobu glared at him. "Okay, okay, once you've dealt with that demon sword, I'll teach you how to deal with Beimu's latest trick."

"You even know this?"

"Don't ask. I'll teach you sooner or later."

"Then wait for my good news," Amamiya Ren took Shiomi Kotone's wrist and walked out.

Pah. The girl slapped the back of his hand, asking him to let go.

Just when Amamiya Ren was confused, she put her little hand into his palm again.

"You don't even know how to hold hands?!" Shiomi Kotone poked Amamiya Ren's waist viciously.

"will not."

"Okay, carry me to the resort. Use a princess carry."

"Hey!"

"Why, you don't want to? You looked quite natural and happy when you secretly pinched my feet while playing Zelda on the sofa yesterday."

"Willing, willing..."

"Hmph, then I'll reward you tonight..."

"We're going to take a hot spring bath tonight, calm down."

"whee."

Ming Shangyou saw them walking away from the window, and then looked at Shinobu Yao, "Are you sure Amamiya can do it?"

"Ah, Wo Yan said that the boy seemed to be able to use the personality mask at any time. I don't quite understand what level this is."

"If Mr. Oshino didn't use those strange methods, he would have been killed instantly."

"The evil spirit in the mountain probably won't be able to get out alive."

Shinobu Yao suddenly said, "In this case, we should say goodbye."

"Really? It's the last one."

"Ah."

"Where are you going next, Mr. Oshino?"

"I don't know either. Just take good care of your injuries."

"I think these wounds no longer affect my movements."

"Boy, don't play dumb with me here," Shinobu Yao said with a smile, "Spend more time with the girl named Mary. Be careful that your wound will suddenly worsen. You must stay in Bashinaba to recuperate for a few more months."

"Haha... Well then, goodbye, Mr. Oshino."

"I don't know when we will meet next time, but anyway, take care of yourself," Oshino Yao did not bring any luggage. He was always like this, coming and going freely with empty hands.

When Ming Shangyou thought back to the past three months of eradicating ghost stories, he actually felt nostalgic. Perhaps it was because his sense of justice and accomplishment was fully satisfied.

at the same time.

A sneeze!

Ryuji Sakamoto sneezed in the central square of the Hoori Resort. Perhaps because the mountain was humid, the chill penetrated through his woolen sweater and penetrated into his skin and flesh, like a butcher holding a boning knife to scrape off a layer of fascia from the surface of the bone.

But preparations for lighting the bonfire are already made.

The second-year seniors brought a box of mineral water and said, "You've all worked hard. You're welcome."

"I really want to take a hot spring bath right now. This weather is so freezing."

Ryuji Sakamoto shuddered and stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets.

......

spa.

As the saying goes, "The earth is full of burning stone milk, and the water is full of fragrant sulfur" or "The trees are green around the hot springs, and the dust covers the red sunset." The sun has set in the mountains, and the shadows of people are scattered. Staff members in groups of three or two carry baskets of hot spring eggs and place them at the entrance of the bathhouse, waiting for the destined complainers... waiting for the destined sponsors to pay and take them away.

I don’t even know what’s going on in the girls’ bathing area next door.

Amamiya Ren wrapped herself in a bath towel and lay in the hot pool.

Her strong and smooth muscles make the boys around her envious.

"Amamiya!" Sakamoto Ryuji came over carelessly, "This place is really nice. It would be nice if we could have some sake."

"Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol~" While soaking in the hot spring, Amamiya Ren became lazy, and her eyes no longer had the sharpness of the past.

"Hey, how about some hot spring eggs?"

"Go eat it yourself," Amamiya Lian felt like her waist was about to melt.

Ryuji Sakamoto put his phone in a waterproof bag and tapped it, "Oh, by the way, girls are very curious about your figure..."

"You can take photos, but if you dare to leak them, you can wear a maid costume to take the final exam." The leader of the Phantom Thieves said nonchalantly.

“Uh, how about just sending it to the Phantom Thieves group chat?” He lowered his voice.

"Whatever," Amamiya Ren agreed.

[The Phantom Thieves' encrypted group chat]

[Sakamoto Ryuji: (Hot Spring Ren Amamiya)]

Sakura Futaba, who was watching a TV series, subconsciously clicked on the picture.

She suddenly felt an itch on the tip of her nose, and when she reached out to touch it, she felt warm liquid.

It's a nosebleed.

Takemiya Miao looked at Amamiya Ren's figure carefully.

Next door, Shiojian Qinyin turned off her phone expressionlessly. She felt that the water in the pool was still too hot and her face turned red.

17-Year-Old Ace: 145. End of Cong Yu (Two in One)

After the hot spring, Amamiya Ren attended a bonfire party in the central square. She felt warm all over and bought some fried snacks along the street. It was not that she had given up on body management, but she expected to consume a lot of energy late at night, and it would be easy to catch a cold if she didn't replenish some calories.

I began to miss Orion. Sometimes you don't need to exercise to be like a strong man. You may look skinny, but you can actually lift thousands of pounds with one arm.

[Chris] is better in some aspects, and its only shortcoming is that it consumes too much energy.

Is the curfew at one o'clock in the morning?...Amamiya Ren, wearing a yukata, is looking through the group chat on her phone. Kawakami Sadayo is reminding people of safety matters.

The gathering time is tomorrow afternoon, and they said they are going to organize a volunteer activity.

He hoped to get back to the dormitory before curfew. Kawakami Sadayo arranged a single room for him. A public figure really deserved such preferential treatment.

In the firelight, the dark green stone road was blurred with shadows of people. In their rare leisure time, several second-grade teachers were drinking in the izakaya. Lanterns with Chinese characters hung under the eaves, occasionally flickering, probably because the built-in light tubes were a bit old. Amamiya Ren walked towards the deep forest. The orange halo swayed vaguely on the bare tree trunks, and the wooden clogs stepped on the gray and white dead leaves, making crackling sounds.

Soon it was swallowed up by the darkness of the forest.