Tokyo Trickster

The moment the "Eye of Seeing" touched the Joker, it conveyed to him the information that people were unwilling to believe.

He took a deep breath. He didn't expect that in this time and space, he would become such a tragic figure.

This kind of anger is even dozens or hundreds of times stronger than when Amamiya Ren witnessed the death of his parents and the burning of his family at the age of 7. This is anger that exceeds the threshold of human emotions. It seems that apart from this kind of emotion, there is nothing else in the body of the "Amamiya Ren" in front of him!

Anger without reason, absolute anger, erupted suddenly like a volcano.

Transform the shadow into an evil spirit, or distort the evil spirit into the lord of the shadow temple.

Amamiya Ren clenched the sword in her hand, and a ball of flame leaped forward along the guard until it covered the entire blade.

A strong man with a bird's head and a human body holding a scepter appeared behind him. His name was [Ra], the father of the gods in Egyptian mythology, the first king of Egypt, and the incarnation of the sun. Lavenda called him the strongest posture of the symbol of [the sun] in the Velvet Room Tarot system.

When he swung his sword, he created a halo of the sun, and the grand and majestic light filled the entire space.

The clown, whose limbs were reshaped in the black blood and grew sharp fangs and claws, laughed wildly and rushed into the splendor of thousands of degrees Celsius.

Everything collapses in the greatness of the sun, except the Joker, who drives his alien personality mask unscrupulously.

It is an indescribable creature with countless wings, dark and deep. It is an angel in the Old Testament of the Bible, a tester of Job, a madman who usurped the throne of God but was defeated in the New Testament, and a collection of the myths of Christ. He is the embodiment of rage and a devil who has fallen into hell. His name is Satan.

If Cong Yu stays here, he will pollute her...

Damn, "See the Eyes of Antiquity"...

Amamiya Ren gritted his teeth. This was the strongest enemy he had ever seen in his life. With what he had learned in the past, he might be able to win, but it would be a stretch.

But if we learn from him, be like him, surpass him...

Will I become another "clown"?! Amamiya Ren drew down her sword and lashed at the clown who had merged with Satan.

How did this madman manage to merge himself with his personality mask? Amamiya Ren had too many questions.

Satan, accustomed to the fires of hell, is not afraid of the sun's rays.

He seemed to be born for this.

Encounter the most suitable enemy at the most suitable time.

The vast divine light crashed into the boundless hell. Countless pale sculptures like a legion of angels flapped their wings and floated above the sea of ​​clouds and below the heaven, silently watching this epic scene.

......

......

There are no more relevant memories.

Amamiya Ren won in the end, and the price she paid seemed to be only a broken hand.

He is the gathering of talents of an entire era, or in other words, his birth is already a miracle of the world. Therefore, he will surely be able to defeat blind anger.

The sun executed the angry Satan and threw his body into the cold valley.

But Amamiya Ren did not feel any joy of victory, he only felt sadness and despair.

After being angry, he saw two clowns walking out of the palace.

It turns out that it corresponds to the seven desires of human beings, the embodiment of the most twisted desires.

They are supposed to be jealous and greedy.

In such a situation, Amamiya Ren did not show any depressed expression, he wanted to laugh.

When he had this realization, he felt afraid.

If he laughs like this, he will become...

Become the guy who just died.

Become the new "anger".

I remember that one day when we were sleeping next to the campfire, I told her that we would be good friends for life.

Amamiya Ren suddenly had some nonsensical thoughts that there should be one more regrettable thing to add to the list.

Failed to save my parents. Failed to fulfill my promise to Cong Yu.

"The Master said: To offer sacrifices to a ghost that is not one's own is flattery; to fail to do what is right is a lack of courage."

He muttered to himself, pulled out the tattered sword, and glared at the two clowns in front of him.

"If you are not angry, you will not be enlightened; if you are not frustrated, you will not speak out..."

"My teacher..."

The postscript of the eagle's successor written by the world-weary Xinzhong is completed

He recalled his short 13 years of life. The warmth was short-lived and fleeting, leaving only life and death.

The last figure that remained in the depths of my memory was actually Lavenda.

If I had known earlier, I should have talked to her for a while longer when we parted.

What a pity...

A scorching sun rises slowly in the center of Suizhi Town.

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Is this the "angry" corpse?

Amamiya Ren looked towards the courtyard of the Broken Shrine, and saw the aggregate of limbs that would cause one's sanity value to drop wildly.

But it is indeed dead.

Even after his death, he turned into a ghost and could not escape the fate of failure.

The moon is really not round at all, lacking some artistic conception. Amamiya Ren put the Cong Yu Wan back into the sheath.

There was a girl sitting on the broken low wall in the courtyard, holding her face and looking at the moon lonely.

She was lonely like this for a long, long time.

Her long emerald-colored hair was draped behind her shoulders, and the vermilion headband highlighted the smoothness of her hair. The moonlight fell on her fair cheeks, and her pearly lips gently opened and closed.

The moon was reflected in those reddish-brown eyes, and in the blink of an eye, it sank into the dark night.

Cong Yu stared at Amamiya Ren in a daze, and then a brilliant smile spread across her cold and slightly childish face. It was like a blooming night-blooming cereus covered with dew after a rainy night. The clear white, innocent and lively, the girl must have spent a lot of time practicing for this reunion, always fantasizing that the boy who promised to accompany her to overcome loneliness would return to the shrine.

Now he's back.

After meeting again after a long separation, Cong Yu didn't know what to say or what she could say.

She just opened her arms shyly and happily, allowing Amamiya Ren to carry her down the low wall, and then snuggled in his arms obediently.

Cong Yu should be a ghost-like existence.

Humans who can see her are not particularly rare, but humans who can touch her like Amamiya Ren are rare.

How to describe the feeling of hugging Cong Yu? It is light and soft, with the fragrance of jasmine and the refreshing fragrance of Epiphyllum under the moon, and it is as sweet and fluffy as a fully whipped and baked matcha cake.

But he could magically feel her body temperature, which was slightly hot, like a drunken blush spreading from her delicate little face to her ears.

"That...Lian? You...you put your hand too low!" She shyly buried her face in Amamiya Ren's collarbone. She felt her buttocks being lifted up and a strong and strange feeling like an electric shock spread along her coccyx to her whole body.

The Phantom Thief didn't take it seriously. He carried Cong Yuwan on his shoulder, held the beautiful girl that came with the sword in one hand, and picked up the emergency light in the other hand, and walked towards the bumpy mountain road that was hit by the evil spirit.

Cong Yu was hesitant to speak. She really wanted to say that she could fly and didn’t need to be held all the time, but the reunion after such a long separation, coupled with this uniqueness, made her choose to pretend to sleep in the end.

As long as I don't open my eyes, I can pretend not to know about Amamiya Ren's bad actions.

As for the sensory stimulation... just grit your teeth and endure it and you'll be able to get through it.

After all, I have lived for hundreds of years. Although I am in a spirit state and have never personally experienced the love affairs between men and women, I still have a relatively deep understanding of them.

Cong Yu felt that everyone had a beautiful and sincere friendship, and it couldn't just go bad, right? Oh... It seemed that I didn't resist these things at all, and I was very happy... She really couldn't refuse Amamiya Ren. This was the first time she had experienced the sense of security of being protected in hundreds of years of loneliness, and it was also the first time she had gained precious friendship.

Damn it, she couldn't keep lying to herself.

He was about 14 years old when he died. Hundreds of years later, he finally met a holder who could touch him. Not only was he very good-looking, but his swordsmanship was also beyond imagination. Whenever Amamiya Lian swung Cong Yu Wan, the speed that surpassed sound, the exhilaration of tearing through the air and destroying the enemy like a dead tree and rotten wood, was fed back to Cong Yu in an extremely real way.

This stimulation is irresistible and addictive, blending with worship and admiration, and finally brewing into a feeling called love.

In fact, Amamiya Ren was very honest. He simply held her butt and held her in his arms.

The more Cong Yu thought about it, the more embarrassed she felt. Her body felt hot and she began to have wild thoughts and ambiguous erotic dreams.

Zizizi... The emergency lights suddenly went out. There was a katydid-like hissing sound, which was very obvious.

Amamiya Ren put the emergency light on the ground and saw it shatter like bubbles with a crisp sound, which meant that the barrier disappeared.

The overlap of the image space and the real world gave birth to this special area that breeds strange stories.

Oshino is really amazing. He can use a barrier to divide such a special and dangerous area.

I looked around but couldn't see the man in the Hawaiian shirt. He should have left Yasinaba City.

He didn't even say goodbye, it seemed that he was sure that he would succeed.

Amamiya Ren put Cong Yu down and put his hand on the hilt of Cong Yuwan's knife. He looked into the depths of the woods, suddenly relaxed his vigilance and revealed a malicious smile.

"Narakawa-senpai is really in high spirits," the Phantom Thief said, "Did something good happen?"

Yuu Narukami, who came in a hurry, looked at the safe and sound Amamiya Ren standing in the hazy moonlight in his yukata, and suddenly felt that he was a bit like the wandering ghost story expert.

"It seems that you have gained a lot." The previous generation of the Velvet Room contractor nodded and prepared to turn around and leave.

In the woods in early winter, there are no mosquitoes or insects, and there is naturally a quiet beauty to enjoy the night view.

Amamiya Ren tried to persuade him to stay, "Senior, do you want to go for a midnight snack together? I want to repay your concern."

Narukami Yuu just wanted to help Amamiya Ren, but he didn't expect this new generation to say such a thing. He glanced at the divine sword hanging on the other party's waist without leaving a trace, and said, "Leave the payment to me. It doesn't make sense to ask a junior who I just met to pay for dinner."

"How generous of you! Please let me take care of the bill next time we get together."

"Well, save my number. My number is..."

The two generations of Velvet Room contractors began to whisper to each other and point at each other's phones.

Only at this moment could they look at each other carefully.

Ming Shangyou thought, this is a skin that is as fragile as glassware but full of literary beauty, and has the gorgeous feeling of an idol. It should be easy for him to play the role of "genius sickly swordsman" on the screen, right?

Amamiya Ren felt that this man was only slightly less handsome than herself, what a handsome guy.

So a combination that attracted the attention of passers-by appeared in the barbecue restaurant.

They are all handsome guys with completely different styles, and they exude a strong presence, just like stars who have come to the countryside to shoot a variety show.

The girls could hardly walk. Looking at Amamiya Ren and Narukami Yuu chatting and laughing while eating skewers, they had already imagined a whole set of younger-than-older BL drama in their minds.

Okumura Haru felt very sorry. If it weren't for that somewhat indifferent man, she would have tried to chat up Amamiya Ren, right? But since the other party already had a partner of the same sex, if she went over there, Amamiya Ren might misunderstand her.

She absolutely did not want to see this kind of misunderstanding, so she could only leave with regret.

There is still nearly a week left in the study tour. Come on, Xiaochun! She gritted her teeth and encouraged herself in her heart.

The scandals about Kurusu Akatsuki on the Internet are actually well-known to everyone and are always talked about by young people.

But the girls didn't care.

The main theme is tolerance. For a talented man who studies literature, being romantic is actually a plus in the mate selection criteria, which means that he is very romantic and suitable for love.

Curfew was soon approaching.

Yu Narukami did not ask Amemiya Ren anything about Soumamaru. He simply asked if he had any difficulties in his studies and if he encountered any embarrassing obstacles in fulfilling his responsibilities as a Velvet Room contractor. Then he ate the barbecue in silence and paid the bill in silence.

"If you really encounter difficulties, don't hide it. I am your senior."

"Yeah, I understand."

"Goodbye."

"..."

A simple farewell, without any complicated words, can still make you feel the other person's sincerity.

Narukami Yuu didn't understand where Amamiya Ren's strong respect for him came from, as they had only just met for the first time.

Just as Amamiya Ren didn't understand where Narukami Yu's genuine kindness and concern for her came from, they had never met before.

Perhaps they felt that they were too similar in some ways, so they felt a sense of mutual appreciation? Amamiya Ren walked into the hotel where they were staying with Cong Yuwan on his arm, and the doorman perfunctorily questioned him:

"It's just a toy." Amamiya Ren replied politely.

"Okay." The waiter nodded and let him enter the hotel.

When he pushed open the bedroom door, he found that there was another person on his bed.