Tokyo Trickster

Kotone Shiomi was allowed to enter and leave the Velvet Room with permission, a privilege she obtained after negotiating with Lavenda during their first meeting.

The Velvet Room reflects the heart of a person.

She was very curious about what Amamiya Ren's cognitive world was like...

It's so big. Shiomi Kotone realized that she was standing in an extremely spacious space.

The music in the arcade was quite old-fashioned, and disco-style chandeliers hung from the ceiling. Tokens rolled in the automatic redemption machine at the counter, making a rustling sound like the tide.

This game room seems to be filled with everything that modern otakus dream of:

An entire wall is used as a card album, filled with Yu-Gi-Oh cards; a huge display screen is matched with an ultra-high-performance game console, and there is a table full of 3A masterpiece co-branded controllers; game arcades from various eras; countless figures and models are displayed like a museum; best-selling light novels and comics are piled up like a mountain in the warehouse; snacks and drinks are completely self-service, and are filled to the brim in the refrigerator and coffee table on one side.

In the center of the game hall, life-size sculptures stand at the four corners of the street dance machine. They are a red devil with black wings, a burly man in an animal skin skirt, a beautiful woman holding a golden scepter, and an old man carrying a sickle.

Lavenda, dressed in a kimono, appeared behind her at some point. "Guest, please come this way."

She led the way, leading Xijian Qinyin to another door.

"Technically speaking, this is the Trickster's Velvet Room."

"What about the one outside?"

"He once conducted some very meaningful experiments on his own personality, and the arcade outside is the successful product of one of those experiments."

Lavenda pushed open the door and found a standard Japanese residence with tatami, paper windows, screens, low tables, futons, and ukiyo-e paintings hanging on the walls.

The secretary knelt down behind the table, put the textbooks under the table, and then turned over a [Fool] card and handed it to her.

"What is this?" Xijian Qinyin had never seen such a card. It was like a broken mirror. Although it could no longer reflect one's true appearance, it still hung firmly on the base, forming the outline of the mirror. Every fragment and every crack seemed to reveal another Amamiya Ren.

"The Trickster's Fool." Lavenda took back the tarot card. "This way you can know that this room is constantly changing."

"What is it most often like?"

"An unlocked cell and a British-style office directly opposite the cell."

Lavenda said, "Let's make it clear first. When the trickster leaves the impression space, you should leave."

"Well, I can't beat you."

"Yes."

"But it's nice to have a place to take refuge," said Kotone Shiomi enviously. "My velvet room is the elevator shaft. It's empty and has no furnishings. And I have to be nagged by that old man every day...Speaking of which, where is Igor? Why don't I see him?"

The Igor she was talking about was the owner of the Velvet Room. He was a very amiable old man with a long nose and white hair. It was said that he was a puppet made by Philemon himself, and was given life through magic. Therefore, from the time he was created until now, during the long years in the room, Igor had been thinking about whether he was a human being.

Margaret, Elizabeth, Diodore and Lavenda are all his secretaries, responsible for assisting in the management of the Velvet Room and the "Book of Personalities" of each generation of contractors. The secretaries come from the place of the collective unconsciousness of mankind - the Sea of ​​Heart, which means that they are not creations or puppets, but a collection of some kind of spirit in the Sea of ​​Heart, which also explains why the secretaries all have powerful powers and golden eyes. However, because they have the same confusion as Igor, they sign a contract with Igor to become his assistants, hoping to get the answer by observing the guests' journey.

Lavenda's expression turned gloomy. "Some time ago, an enemy attacked the Velvet Room. Mr. Igor disappeared, and I was also seriously injured. I was unconscious for a long time before I woke up."

The relationship between tenants and secretaries of this generation is really chaotic.

Because of Igor's disappearance, Lavenda took over his role as a mentor...

But Amamiya Ren is not someone who needs a mentor. On the contrary, Lavenda, who seems immature in various aspects, is always taken care of by him.

Lavenda's role was simply to provide him with the knowledge he needed and to offer all the help within the rules.

The most crucial point is that Amamiya Ren signed a special contract with Philemon. Unlike the experience of previous tenants, he seemed to have directly become the owner of this room.

In short, everyone is an intern, and Amamiya Ren is the parachuted-in CEO of the company, but this CEO is a lone commander, and all he has in his hand is Lavenda's contract.

Shiomi Kotone has already run outside to play games.

The young secretary sighed softly, then put her little feet into her clogs and followed with a clacking sound.

She doesn't like playing games, but Amamiya Ren does, so she has to find a way to make her like it.

Kotone Shiomi had just sat down in front of the "Street Fighter 6" machine, thinking about practicing some combos, when Lavenda had already sat down next to her.

Regarding this fighting game, the two have a win-loss ratio of 157:6.

Lavenda won 157 times, while Kotone Shiomi only won 6 times.

These six victories were quite humiliating, all because Amamiya Ren couldn't stand it anymore, so she hugged Lavenda and tickled her waist, making the little girl so itchy that she jumped up and down and couldn't move at all.

It's really impossible to win. Lavenda's reaction ability is simply incomparable to that of humans.

But she couldn't beat Amamiya Ren. She didn't let him win and tried her best, but she still couldn't beat Amamiya Ren.

A certain guy who is cheating can always perform operations beyond the machine's recognition limit as if he is skipping frames. Anyone who goes up to him will be beaten down.

......

The mountains turned into a deep rust color, and under the setting sun, they flashed a cold and dull light like ore. The mountains further away were no longer clear, and appeared even darker, hanging heavily on the edge of the night sky. It was a cold, deadly and solemn atmosphere.

Finally, the silence of the town was broken.

"Skull!"

Amemiya Ren looked at the enemies pouring out from the streets and alleys, drew out the divine sword, and stabbed it across his body. Sakamoto Ryuji stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel to the bottom. The heavy motorcycle suddenly tilted to the left and charged forward. Cong Yuwan drew a pale silver light as he moved at high speed.

Amid the crowd, a silver ring flickered, and then a dark fog spewed out in all directions.

The chariot continued to charge, wrapped in flames, while the passengers had already jumped off the chariot and landed lightly on the ground.

The surrounding area had been cut into open space by Cong Yuwan.

The surviving shadows slowly approached.

Amamiya Ren recalled an old friend with whom he had a close relationship with this sword technique.

A genius swordsman who only exists in another world... Kenshin Himura of the Hiten Sword Style.

This is a secret technique called "Nine-Headed Dragon Flash", which covers the nine basic sword techniques and can be used to attack from nine different positions in an instant, leaving no blind spots or weaknesses. It is the pinnacle of sword-drawing that transcends time and space.

Of course, in his school of thought that specialized in the impression space, this modified swordsmanship had a new name.

"Impression flow? Drawing a sword..."

The killer in Edo was resurrected at this moment. He waved Cong Yu Wan and instantly slashed out three Nine-Headed Dragon Flashes at the speed of a swallow.

If Yan Fan follows the pattern of "cutting with robes, reversing robes, and cutting with robes".

This round of sword moves needs to be named "Kenshin Himura", and its pattern is "Nine-headed Dragon Flash, Reverse Nine-headed Dragon Flash, Nine-headed Dragon Flash".

Chi......

The blade slowly returned to its sheath.

The shadows around Amamiya Ren have been swept away.

Cong Yuwan is a divine sword that is best at slaying ghosts and evil spirits.

These guys who are contaminated by desire are no different from ghosts and evil spirits.

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The "Eyes of Seeing the Ancients" possessed by "Amamiya Ren" from another world is a talent that the current Amamiya Ren does not have.

Therefore, in order to completely reproduce the swordsmanship in that memory, he lacked the racial characteristics of monsters copied from the other world through the Eye of Mikikoshi, the personality masks carefully selected to optimize the movements, and the ever-changing weapon, the Cloud of the Sky, obtained by defeating the shadow named "Yakita" in the hall.

Only understanding and mastering swordsmanship, but without the hardware foundation to implement them, is nothing but castles in the air.

The "Impression" flow is a special genre that was created to counter the dramatic changes in the impression space. It is a fantasy-like technique that transcends reality and can no longer be described with words like "extreme" or "transcendence". Its essence is the "fantasy" that only exists in comics or novels.

After this "Sword of Fantasy" came to another world, after Amamiya Ren's continuous attempts in the Velvet Room, it finally became possible to reappear.

The personality mask [Chronos] that possesses the symbol of [World] can only use a very small part of its power due to various reasons, but it is enough for the ever-changing close combat.

There are no clouds in the sky, but there is rain in the village. There is a similar legend about the magic sword Murasamemaru in this world, called "Murasamemaru". Legend has it that the famous Japanese sword "Muramasa" will automatically transform into the magic sword "Murasame" after killing 1,000 people. After killing people, the sword will naturally ooze out the patter of rain to wash away the blood. In fact, everyone knows that this sword was fictionalized by the Edo period playwright Kyokutei Bakin in "The Legend of the Eight Dogs of Minamisato Satomi", but it is always talked about with relish.

The divine sword, whose mission is to slay evil spirits, can show its invincible effectiveness in fighting against these monsters controlled by desire. With the help of [Orion] to polish his body, he finally formed an absolutely perfect sword-drawing technique that combines many sword techniques such as "Flying Sword Style", "Iwagyu Style", "Ichidori Style" and "Shinkage Style" as the basis, and constantly mixed them with the "waist-strike style" of Chinese two-handed sword techniques and the helmet-attacking tactics of European HEMA.

At the moment when [Chronos] paused time, Cong Yuwan, who was able to withstand the pressure, left the scabbard, fireworks ignited on the street, and the snow-white sword light instantly brightened the night sky and the shadows of people on the street.

Light and shadow are clearly distinguished.

"Tang Bamboo", "Cassock Cut", "Reverse Kassock", "Left Stab", "Right Stab", "Left Cut Up", "Right Cut Up", "Against the Wind", "Spiking Sword".

This cycle repeats three times, and time resumes its flow.

Without [Orion], Amamiya Ren's sword swinging speed was not extremely fast, and he could not do the same as his other self who could complete hundreds of sword strikes per second in reality. But this nearly three seconds was enough for him to complete these three "Nine-Headed Dragon Flashes".

The thick black fog exploded and spread in all directions, and it merged into Amamiya Ren's [Fool] card, slightly boosting his severely weakened spirit.

I really envy Jotaro Kujo from "JOJO" who can pause for 5 seconds, the limit for human beings.

Three seconds is still too short.

If only you could become the [Star Platinum World], Amamiya Ren looked at the shadow of the old man beside him. The other party raised his sickle and slashed at him, weakening his spirit and physical strength. This is the price he has to pay for reaping the paused time.

From trying my best to only be able to pause time for 0.5 seconds in the beginning, to now being able to pause time for 3 seconds by gritting my teeth, it is a huge improvement.

He put away the Cong Yu Wan and rushed into the depths of the town.

Behind him, Ryuji Sakamoto stepped on the accelerator and sped towards a tall tower that reached the sky in the night.

The two of them went their separate ways.

That tall tower should be the palace that is about to leave the impression space.

Amamiya Ren must confirm whether what the Phantom Thieves want to steal this time is the desire of one person or the desire of a group of people.

Considering the current situation in Daochi Town, his worst guess might cause great unrest.

The repentance of a large number of people involves police officers and politicians. I don’t know whether the current Phantom Thieves can withstand such public opinion.

......

Daochi Town has always been a backward place.

Even the gas pipes are not very smooth, so most of the time we have to rely on kangs and stone stoves to boil water and cook.

The idea of ​​developing tourism failed due to excessive traffic congestion.

We have also applied for subsidy policies and built a large number of relatively advanced public facilities with the help of Tokyo's blood transfusion.

We begged and pleaded with everyone to win over investors, but they always shook their heads and left after on-site inspection.

The main profit comes from selling fruits. Being located in the mountains, wheat and rice cannot be grown, and animal husbandry is not easy to develop.

It's rare to see a banker who has achieved some success in a big city, so of course he will be treated like a treasure by the villagers.

His name is x Zhongsheng. He was admitted to a university in Tokyo based on his own ability. He worked in business for five or six years, rising from an accountant to a bank manager. Finally, he opened his own bank back in his hometown.

The more you experience the intrigues of the workplace in the city, the more you miss the customs and culture of your hometown.

My hometown is always poor, but after all, I was born and raised here, so I might as well try to make it better. So Mr. X spent nearly ten years to drastically transform the streets, sponsor schools, and negotiate with many supermarket chains to purchase fruits from here, so that the income of fruit farmers can be steadily increased.

They even set up private funds to provide ultra-low-interest loans to many young people to study in big cities.

The residents of the town respected him very much and called him "the banker of Daochi".

This kind of life continued until five months ago, when a group of gangsters broke into Daochi.

They proposed a "win-win" plan to the city's landlords and officials who had always been disgusted with x Zhongsheng.

Thus, Dao Chi changed the situation.

With the fall of xzhongsheng, the bank was forced to close due to asset disputes, and a large amount of money fell into the pockets of those outsiders and snobs. The bottom line of the town government, which was once content with the status quo, quickly fell and became a protective umbrella for evil groups. The personal income created by collusion in a few months far exceeded the tax and industrial revenue of the past decade.

Organ trafficking, blood trade, illegal drugs, human trafficking... No one knows how a group of simple residents degenerated into such hideous faces in just a few days. Perhaps their deep-seated inferiority and yearning for the city were turned into jealousy by those gangsters who hated the success of others.

In this way, they destroyed one happy family after another and smashed the lives of young people who were full of dreams into pieces, like porcelain just out of the oven, which had not yet understood how white and delicate it was, but was smashed with a single blow, leaving behind crying and despair all over the ground.

X Zhongsheng, who was respected by the residents, had accomplished what the politicians and landlords could not do. This was a high-dimensional crushing of talent and ambition. So they were jealous, just jealous, and not thinking about how to do better than him.

Because of jealousy, she wanted to destroy his life, his family, and all his happiness and splendor. The man who thought day and night about how to make Daochi Town better, from youth to middle age, his hair turned gray, and finally died at the hands of his trusted fellow villager.

Sakura Futaba organized the information into a document and put it in the communication room of the Phantom Thieves, feeling very heavy.

She felt that it was a perfect decision for her to join the Phantom Thieves. If she could help these beasts in human skin regain their conscience and choose to repent, the sense of accomplishment she would feel would far exceed that of completing a video game.

......

The hungry giant wolf was running in the snowfield. It smelled blood, so it looked at the tall tower in the distance and slowly approached the town.