Tokyo Trickster

It was Kotone Shiomi who had disappeared for a night.

She was lying in bed in her pajamas. When she saw Amamiya Ren come in, she sat up, waved at him with a smile, and patted the empty seat next to her, "Hurry up, come over here~"

Amamiya Ren hesitated for a long time, but still went to take a shower, then pulled open the quilt and lay down beside her.

Cong Yu was floating beside the bed with a look of contempt on her face.

Shiomi Kotone turned off the lights, held Amamiya Ren's arm and talked to him about the topics the girls had chatted about in the bathhouse, fully expressing her prejudice against those idol stars.

Amamiya Lian nodded and pulled Cong Yu, who looked unhappy, into the bed, teasing the panicked little girl.

Fortunately, Xijian couldn’t see Cong Yu, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome.

As he thought about it, feeling the softness wrapped around him on both sides, he slowly fell asleep.

Sinking into the velvet room.

Amamiya Ren opened her eyes in her office chair.

He saw the mess and Lavenda was cleaning up the mess of broken wood and waste paper.

The young secretary seemed to know everything. She kept muttering while cleaning, and all her unhappiness was written on her face.

Thinking of her other last wish, Amamiya Ren pushed open the rotten desk and went up to hug her little secretary.

"Come on, I still have to clean the room..."

"Read with me for a while." Amemiya Ren held her tightly in his arms, sat on the chair, then took out a book called "Foundations of Thermodynamics" from the intact bookshelf behind him, placed it on her slender thighs and began to read it.

Lavenda pursed her lips, her amber eyes rippled slightly, and without saying anything else, she leaned quietly on Amamiya Ren's chest, listening to his heartbeat, feeling a little intoxicated and obsessed with this rare solitude.

(PS: I have updated 1 words today. Can you give me some votes to encourage me? I will continue to update words tomorrow.)

(PS2: I picked up a friend's book "The Emperor's New Wife is Rudolf's Ex-Wife", about horse racing girls, oranges, and twisted emotions.)

17-year-old Ace: 148. Baking techniques that can be applied to other situations

The next day, Amamiya Ren got up holding Xiao Congyu. Xijian Qinyin was lying beside the pillow, sleeping soundly.

Cong Yu was a girl who looked similar in size to Lavenda, and she had a ghost-like physique. Embracing her to sleep was like hugging a pillow that had body temperature and could breathe, light and soft. Of course, she didn't know what Amamiya Lian was thinking, but she went through a series of psychological journeys, including nervousness, shyness, resistance, helplessness, pretending to sleep, obedience, and comfort, and finally accepted her situation like a resigned fate.

Cong Yu, who was curled up in Amamiya Lian's arms, was awakened by his action. She rubbed her eyes in a daze, then covered her mouth and yawned... She realized where she woke up from, and felt her face burning. Her bright eyes were wet, and she stared at Amamiya Lian closely, aggrieved and ashamed, without saying a word. The highly revealing divine sword costume looked messy after a night. It was more like a sexy costume than the one worn by the shrine maiden, and a healthy blush appeared on her fair skin.

"Stop!" Cong Yu clenched her hands into fists and hit his shoulders.

"What?" Amamiya Ren started to act stupid.

Cong Yu's face became even redder, and she bit her lips, looking like she was about to cry at any time.

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"Okay, I was wrong," Amamiya Ren pulled her hand out from the quilt angrily. In fact, she was tickling her armpits, hoping that everyone would not misunderstand.

Why do we say "everyone"? Because...

"Amamiya! Are you going out for running practice?" Someone knocked hard on the door, and it was Sakamoto Ryuji's voice. He probably didn't expect Amamiya Ren to sleep with a girl on the first day of the training camp, otherwise he would never knock on the door.

When Xi Jianqinyin was woken up, she bit Amamiya Ren's shoulder angrily. It was not because she was angry after waking up, but probably because she felt that this guy was too honest last night. Then she lay down again, obviously not having slept enough, "You go out for a run, and remember to bring me some breakfast."

At this moment, Cong Yu had lowered her head and curled up into a small ball in Amamiya Ren's arms, trembling with fear at the aura of Shiomi Kotone.

The Phantom Thief calmly changed to a normal sitting position, watching his weapon spirit slip out of the bed, but he naturally played with Shiomi Kotone's long hair, then pinched her little hand, "What do you want for breakfast?"

Cong Yu kept muttering words like "scumbag, scumbag" in his ear, and no one knew where she heard this phrase from.

Kotone Shiomi was very pleased and followed Amamiya Ren's guidance, interlocking her fingers with his, "A rice ball will do."

[Amamiya, are you still asleep? I'm at the door of your room. Do you want to go for a morning run together? The weather is so nice today.] Ryuji Sakamoto sent a text message on Line.

"I went out for a morning run."

"Yeah." In such an ambiguous atmosphere, Shiomi Kotone was aroused by the impulse of adolescence, and thought about trying the plots in idol dramas, such as good morning kisses and the like... Of course she would feel shy, but when she thought of Lavenda who was eyeing her, she really didn't dare to take it slowly.

If possible, Shiomi Kotone hopes that she can have a love experience that is romantic enough and full of girlish feelings, instead of being in a hurry to express her feelings like this...Damn Lavenda, her progress is really too far beyond her. If she doesn't hurry, she will lose completely!

Just like that, Amamiya Ren flirted with Shiomi Kotone for a while under Cong Yu's contemptuous gaze, and then immediately took out her mobile phone to reply to Sakamoto Ryuji on Line.

[Who would hate lava mousse: I just woke up, wait for me for a while, change clothes. ]

【Oh, a fit body: OK. 】

Then came the part where Shiomi Kotone clutched the bed sheets and Cong Yu screamed and covered her eyes.

Amamiya Ren, who ran into the bathroom to change clothes, suddenly pushed the door open with her upper body naked.

"Why aren't you wearing clothes!" Cong Yu gestured fiercely at Amamiya Lian.

The thief didn't say a word. He opened his suitcase, took out a set of sportswear, and ran back to the bathroom in dejection.

This rare forgetfulness made Cong Yu feel that this "master" who had always impressed her as perfect and powerful was even more approachable. Being too perfect seemed distant, and it was hard to muster up the courage to joke or play with him.

Her thoughts were simple. Since she had already left Hoori, the duties she should perform as the divine sword "Musumemaru" were no longer effective.

Amamiya Ren is the chosen holder, and following him may be a lifetime thing... He is the first human who can touch me, plus his outstanding appearance and excellent swordsmanship, if it really develops into that kind of special relationship, it is not unacceptable... No, I am actually looking forward to this development? !

Unlike Cong Yu's complicated thoughts, Xi Jian Qinyin's thoughts were very simple.

What a great figure, you are worthy of being my boyfriend.

In the Velvet Room, Lavenda was sleeping soundly on the sofa in the newly renovated office, hugging the "Amamiya Ren Doll" she made by herself.

Last night, Amamiya Ren held Lavenda and read a book for two hours. The deliberately created attention and undisguised love made the girl intoxicated without any resistance.

After personally experiencing his own life in another time and space, Amamiya Ren's feelings for Lavenda took on some inexplicable depths. Perhaps it was to make up for the regret of "Amamiya Ren" who died in the palace, and thinking of the fact that he did not get a response from Lavenda when he first met the evil god, he couldn't wait to hug his little secretary after returning to the Velvet Room, for fear of losing her.

The young secretary was able to mobilize her emotions through her own imagination, and finally she pressed Amamiya Ren on the desk and taught her the basics of cake baking step by step.

Amemiya is naturally very intelligent and was able to quickly apply what he had learned to other situations, which impressed Teacher Lavenda.

For a while, students' questions and teachers' answers became the main theme in the Velvet Room.

So when making new types of cakes, Teacher Lavenda happily expressed that she didn't mind and helped Amamiya Ren take the first step from being an apprentice in a cake shop to becoming a baking master.

Just like how people on the internet don't care about Amamiya Ren's "chaotic private life" and even praise her for her romantic life.

His friends also expressed that they had no aversion to this, and some even lamented or envied his talent.

I can have multiple girlfriends at the same time, and this is actually accepted by public opinion?

Thus, an idea that he felt was somewhat immoral was born.

Amemiya Ren put Cong Yuwan into a gun bag, put it on her back, opened the door, and walked towards the sunny town of Suizhi.

(PS: I was dragged by my family to a relative’s house to celebrate his birthday during the day, and I came back late at night. I started writing the book at 1 a.m. I can only write 10,000 more tomorrow. There is another chapter later.)

17-year-old Ace: 149. Snow

Even breathing.

Amamiya Ren trotted along the mountain road leading to Kenji Shrine, looking normal. The cold winter wind rustled the dead leaves all over the mountain, and a wild cat lazily walked along the rocks on the right side of the road, holding a small grass carp that it had fished out of some pond.

Ryuji Sakamoto followed beside him, already somewhat exhausted.

This guy is really a freak. The ace of the track and field club was sweating profusely. He had expected that Amamiya Ren would be very strong, but he did not expect that after losing [Orion], Amamiya Ren could still run ten kilometers on a mountain road without showing any signs of fatigue.

Cong Yupiao was beside them, and occasionally, when Amamiya Lian wasn't paying attention, she would secretly poke his ears, mouth, and nose with her fingers... then she would hide away and start laughing foolishly.

The two of them ran from the bottom of the mountain to the shrine at the top of the mountain, which took less than half an hour.

Sakamoto Ryuji fell in front of the shrine's torii gate, his tongue hanging out from exhaustion. Two tits had built a nest in the torii gate, chirping at him, as if mocking him. He raised his middle finger at the tits above his head, got up cursing, and walked towards Amamiya Ren.

Amamiya Ren placed the gun bag on the shrine's well, opened her schoolbag, took out a bottle of mineral water and threw it to Sakamoto Ryuji.

"Ha, thank you." The sound of the bottle cap being unscrewed was heard, and Ryuji Sakamoto drank it all in one gulp with a somewhat rough posture. The collar of his short-sleeved shirt was soaked by water. He untied the sports jacket wrapped around his waist and put it back on.

"Since we're here, let's pay our respects." Amamiya Ren began to wash her hands and ring the bell according to the procedures for visiting the shrine.

"You still believe this," Ryuji Sakamoto complained as he scooped up water with a wooden spoon.

"I wish Ryuji Sakamoto's mother a speedy recovery," Amamiya Ren wrote her wish on yellow paper.

Ryuji Sakamoto also wrote, "I wish Amamiya Renshita's book will be a big hit."

The shrine is managed by a tall woman with black hair and black eyes, a typical Japanese beauty like Yamato Nadeshiko. She is dressed in a shrine maiden costume and treats the only two visitors who come to worship in the morning meticulously.

After asking, I found out that the other party was not a descendant of the Asatake family, but her surname was Amagi. Because of the practical courses in the university, she was temporarily working as a shrine maiden here.

Amamiya Ren felt a little regretful, but she still walked around the shrine as a farewell.

After all, this is Cong Yu's hometown. Although it is no longer the "Suizhi" in her memory, she still has to say goodbye after taking away the daughter of this small town.

Cong Yu no longer had the heart to play around, and just looked around the shrine. She looked at the changes here over the past few hundred years, the old and the new, the rain and the wind, the spring and the autumn, the things and the people have changed. She once thought that she was "imprisoned" in the imperial sword, with no freedom, no friends, and maybe no one would talk to her for more than ten years. At that time, she would feel hatred and want to die.

Every blade of grass and every tree in her memory was so clear. Occasionally, when she met a priest who could talk to her, she would be so happy that she would pester him/her for days and nights. But everyone respected her, or rather, respected Cong Yuwan, the sword, and she could never gain friendship or family affection.

Cong Yu was very lonely, and it was Amamiya Ren who rescued her from such loneliness. If she had to choose someone to follow her for the rest of her life, the answer is no doubt.

Now thinking about leaving the shrine, she might never come back... Cong Yu wandered around the worship hall again and again. She looked at a big stone where a sacred sword named "Cong Yu Wan" used to be stuck. But now it was intact and no one seemed to know why it was placed there.

She even remembered the patterns on every tile of the worship hall and every small insect living in the corner. In her long life, observing these details that would not be noticed by ordinary people was one of the few pleasures to kill time.

"If you're reluctant to leave, I'll bring you back to visit later." Amamiya Lian touched Cong Yu's head, and the girl rubbed his palm pitifully. Sakamoto Ryuji was catching squirrels in the woods outside.

Cong Yu responded softly, but lowered her head, "No need, here... there is no need to come back anymore."

"Hoori is not Hoori, the shrine is not the shrine, the evil spirit is nowhere to be found, and Soumamaru's mission has ended here, is that right?" Amamiya Ren squatted down, wanting to look her in the eye.

Cong Yu suddenly raised her head, her face flushed, but she still mustered up the courage to retort, "No!"

"Ok?"

"Cong Yuwan's mission is not over yet!" The girl's eyes were wet, revealing a pure trust and love without any impurities, "Cong Yuwan's current mission and future mission is... to protect you!"

Then she took a small step back as if she was afraid of being hated, "You said you like Cong Yuwan, you can't reject me..."

Amamiya Ren didn't expect this answer. All he could do was hug the homeless girl and said, "I like more than just Cong Yuwan."

Cong Yu lowered her eyes and hugged Amamiya Lian tightly. This was all she had.

Her world has always been very small. At first, there was only the worship hall of Kenjiro Shrine, then there were the priests of the Asatake family, and later the residents of Hoori Town.

And for Cong Yu now, Amamiya Ren is her whole world.

The divine sword Cong Yuwan in the gun bag emitted a silver halo.

"Hey, Amemiya--" Sakamoto Ryuji rushed into the worship hall, his face showing an unconcealable joy. "It's snowing!!!"

Amamiya Ren stood up and looked outside the door. White dust was slowly falling in the sunny blue sky.

At the end of December, Hasinaba City welcomed the first snow of the year.

The charred charcoal lay in the bonfire, and the cold wind that had blown away its warmth overnight. Dozens of plastic benches were placed beside the flower bed in the central square. The owner of Tianchengpu Hotel hurried by holding a two-month-old Shiba Inu. She suddenly took out her cell phone and made a call, then hung up after a while, put the phone back in her pocket, and sighed. Her face, which had been stained with vicissitudes of life, seemed to have a few more wrinkles.

Amamiya Ren and Sakamoto Ryuji parted ways after having a hearty meal at the restaurant.

The Phantom Thief was walking on the snowy street carrying an exquisite lunch box. It was so cold. He looked at the snowflakes falling into the flower baskets for praying to the god of land on the roadside and began to miss his friends in his hometown.

During the Spring Festival, let’s go back to Naoetsu and get together with them.

(PS: I watched the game live all night, the Valorant Global Championship. I can only say that Rin from BLG always gave me the illusion that there were millions more balances in my bank account after the game. He was too eccentric and played too ugly, and he always suddenly broke out in places I could not imagine.)

17-year-old Ace: 150. My senior schoolmate is a stalker

"Teacher Amamiya, that..." Cong Yu changed the name. She was a little embarrassed, but this was Amamiya Ren's strong request, so even though she felt extremely guilty, she still chose to accept it.

After delivering lunch to Shiomi Kotone, Amamiya Ren was using her phone to review some political and legal judgment questions. "Did you find someone following me?"

"Yeah." Little Cong Yu nodded repeatedly, his little face tense, as if he was ready to go out and chop people at any time.

"Don't worry about it," Amamiya Ren's calmness collapsed a little. He put on the down jacket he took out from the suitcase in the bedroom and carried a gun bag, probably wanting to find a place to play baseball.

"Amemiya! Did you find the baseball field somewhere?" Several boys from the same class mustered up the courage to talk to him in the corridor of the hotel.

"That's not a baseball bat," Amamiya Ren didn't even bother to put on a smile. "To be honest, I'm practicing swordsmanship. I plan to switch to the kendo club in the future and win the national championship."

The boys who followed the trend of living looked at each other, not knowing how to answer. If the students of Shujin were divided into levels according to the RPG game, they would probably be level 10 adventurers, and Amamiya Ren would be the demon king in charge of the final level, so the level column would have three question marks.

Now the devil has made his move. The adventurers are trembling in his aura. The words he throws out seem like bragging in a daydream to anyone else. Even his attitude is perfunctory, making people want to accuse him of arrogance. But this is Amamiya Ren, a well-known best-selling author in Japan, the uncrowned king of Shujin High School, who achieved a feat of getting full marks in almost all subjects in the midterm exam one month after transferring to the school.

Even if they don't believe what the other party says, they have to force themselves to answer. This is the huge difference in social status, but their level is still too low, and at this moment they feel that anything they say would be a mistake.

"I wish you good luck in military affairs!" Finally, a student from the basketball team named Tobe stood up and bowed to him, imitating the dialogue in the Taiga drama, with a solemn expression and sharp eyes.

No matter whether they were embarrassed or not, Amamiya Ren was so embarrassed that she felt uncomfortable all over. She said goodbye hastily and disappeared at the end of the corridor as if she was running away.

"This move is called creating a situation to deceive people." The Minister of Revenue turned his back pretending to be profound, but in fact, his toes had dents on the insoles of his shoes. He clenched his fists and felt goose bumps all over his body.

The remaining boys were relieved, "Well done, Hubu."