Tokyo Trickster

She rubbed her eyes and thought they might be bloodshot, so she gently rubbed her eye sockets towards the window. She must have not slept well last night.

Takamaki An is not very popular in the class. Part of the reason is her outstanding appearance that makes other girls in the class jealous. Another part is that she is not very willing to socialize with others. Although she is said to have a bad popularity, in fact, her only friend is Suzui Shiho.

Many boys wanted to sit in the empty seat next to her, but they always gave up because of the collective hostility of the girls.

Just like the public school next door. The difference is that Tomoka is very enthusiastic about making friends, but because of photography, many bad rumors were spread by gossipers, so that he was hostile to the group.

Gao Juan An hated to associate with those who always gossip behind people's backs. Such hypocritical interactions only made people feel irritated and tired.

Suddenly I could see something through the window glass...

Gao Juan An put her face close to the car window, pretending to be admiring the snow scene with curiosity and boredom, and wiped the window glass with her hand:

The handsome and tall boy was talking and laughing with a girl who was dressed in a low-key manner.

Okumura Haru leaned forward slightly, concentrating on watching Amamiya Ren sitting in front of him, taking off her cotton gloves and holding her hands in front of her knees. Her careful movements and unblinking smiling eyes all showed her sincere feelings. Amamiya Ren leaned against the car window, and at first glance he seemed a little lazy, but in fact his eyes were serious and earnest, and he was just deliberately avoiding possible physical contact with Okumura Haru.

Amamiya Ren happened to be sitting diagonally behind her, and Gao Juan could see him through the blurry reflection of the glass. The winter sun fell on that delicate face, and her short black hair also looked like obsidian. Her dark gray pupils were like whirlpools, swallowing up and crushing her sight, beams of light, and the flashing scenery outside the car.

Takamaki An was fascinated by the scene, and she didn't understand whether the fragile glass-like artistic feeling came from the car window covered with a thin layer of white mist, or from the charm of Amamiya Ren herself. To her surprise, Okumura Haru suddenly leaned over and tried to grab Amamiya Ren's hand on the table. At this moment, Takamaki An saw Amamiya Ren's gaze, and she was too embarrassed to peek again.

"Well, it's a deal, then," Amamiya Ren shook hands with Okumura Haru in a businesslike manner.

Okumura Haru's hands are small and soft, with delicate and fair skin. Like cotton candy, light and warm, with a hint of melted sugar, sticking to Amamiya Ren's hands, it is difficult to separate. The rounded nails are light pink, the joints are not abrupt, and the fingers are so slender that they seem to break if bent lightly, making people subconsciously hold them in the palm of their hands and take good care of them.

Gao Juan Xing looked at the scene which seemed so close yet so far away in another dream and felt that the distance was getting farther and farther. However, she did not feel sad. Perhaps it was because she was sitting in a cinema watching a movie and everything was presented in an illusory mirror.

The scenery at noon moves in the window glass. Let's call the window glass a mirror, that is, the virtual image reflected on the mirror surface and the real object behind the mirror are shaking, just like the picture presentation of a 3D movie. The characters and the background have no connection, and the characters are a transparent fantasy, while the scenery is hazy in the mountains and forests filled with ice flowers and white mist. The two melt together, depicting a symbolic world that transcends the world. Especially when the colorful lights in the woods are reflected on Amamiya Ren's face, and then penetrate and disappear in an instant, the fragility of the phantom seems to fade out of reality with a slight touch. The indescribable palpitation makes Gao Juan Xing subconsciously tighten the corners of her clothes, trembling like an electric shock.

With his back against the car window that constantly reflects the glare, the scenery keeps flowing around the outline of Amamiya Ren, making people occasionally feel that he is also transparent. This is an illusion. Because the shadow always passes over the sunlight, flowing from Amamiya Ren's side to the front, and it seems to flow across the side of his face. Looking closely, it is indeed confusing.

Okumura Haru kept breathing steadily, calming her chaotic heartbeat. Her eyes were moist, and she tried her best to suppress the impulse in her heart. A lot of sweat seeped out of her white and tender palms. She just wanted to hold hands with Amamiya Ren and never separate again -

She always felt that if she let go, Amamiya Ren would disappear into the phantom outside the window and never come back.

"Yes, we've made a deal," Okumura Haru said quietly, "I'll leave the Big Bang Burger endorsement to you."

For a moment, she had forgotten her original plan.

Although I wanted to set a date in the name of business cooperation, my mind was blank. I only remember shaking hands with Amamiya Ren and feeling her big, bony hands wrapping around me. The strong touch seemed like the handle of a brush, a straight bamboo joint, or the tall branches of a pine tree... It was as if I wanted to grab Okumura Haru and crush her in my palm.

The girl's face was slightly flushed and she pursed her lips, finding it difficult to remain calm.

The sneer from Shiomi Kotone sounded even more harsh in the back seat.

Okumura Haru had to admit that Amamiya Ren was the most...amazing person of the opposite sex she had ever seen in her life. She was simply a collection of all contradictions.

A boy one year younger than me, with outstanding looks and talent, but once shouldered a lot of rumors. He has the youthful vigor of a teenager and the calmness beyond his age, the sharpness of practicing swordsmanship and the gentleness of being well-read, the aggressive gaze of a predator and the laziness of a sheep...

There is really no other way, Okumura Haru wailed in her heart, she can't escape at all.

Amamiya Ren's hands seemed to have been holding her tightly, shrinking continuously. She might be about to die, but she could not muster the slightest thought of resistance. She only thought that it would be fine to be crushed like this, so that she could merge into one with the other.

Because of this demonic charm, all her plans would fail, because she was completely unable to impose any orders or rules on Amamiya Ren.

As long as she can be with him, it doesn't matter whether this guy is evil or kind. Okumura Haru completely fell in love with Amamiya Ren, like a ball of cute cotton candy that he was about to eat up.

Amamiya Ren silently reduced the influence of the ghost story. This was a special prop that Oshino Yao promised to him before they parted, which could greatly enhance a person's sense of existence.

The result was that Okumura Haru finally regained some rationality and consciously felt that something was wrong with him.

She subconsciously squeezed her legs that were unconsciously rubbing against each other, and her red lips opened and closed, like a blooming rose, stained with morning dew, appearing wet and fragrant.

"Excuse me," she squeezed her thighs together, held down the hem of her skirt, and walked away slowly with very small steps.

Amamiya Ren felt that she might have gone too far, but fortunately few people noticed the situation here.

His arm suddenly felt tight, and he didn't know when Xijian Qinyin had knelt in the chair beside him, then hugged his neck, and her warm breath was already hitting his lips.

"Hey, this is a public place."

The girl bit her lip, her eyes full of struggle, "I don't want to, but... it's all your fault!"

She tried hard to overcome the impulse deep in her heart, "What strange power are you borrowing?!"

Just as Amamiya Ren was about to explain, his mouth was blocked.

There's no need to explain to Shiomi Kotone now.

He put one hand around the girl's straight back and patted it gently, his eyes falling on Kawakami Sadyo who was sitting in the last row.

Teacher, I am innocent, she forced me.

Kawakami Sadyo turned her head away. Do you think I believe it?

Okumura Haru's round was a complete defeat.

(PS: I have been busy with the start of school these days, and have been using up my saved drafts. After updating this chapter, I only have 4k words left. Sigh, I really have to burn my boats.)

17-year-old Ace: I need to take a day off because there is an emergency at school.

It was related to student status. Anyway, I had to fill out a bunch of forms and they asked for copies of my ID card, copies of my guardian's ID card, and their personal signatures and confirmation statements.

I ran around the school all day, looking for stamps and signatures from more than a dozen units. I often encountered the situation where the corresponding office teachers were in meetings and I had to wait. Near the evening, I was caught by the teachers from the Academic Affairs Office for ideological education.

I ran myself to pieces and felt dizzy after a busy day, but I was stuck at the last step, "Dean's signature and approval" - the dean was not here today, so I have to go to school again tomorrow.

Actually, I have 4k words of manuscripts saved, but if I split it up and send it to you over two days, you will definitely feel uncomfortable reading it, so I’m taking a leave today and will finish the last manuscript tomorrow.

Hey, can’t the university just cram all the units into the same building?

17-year-old Ace: 168. Love comes from Amamiya Ren (two in one)

After many twists and turns, we finally returned to Yasunaba City.

Amamiya Ren was sitting by the window of the dessert shop, holding a wooden spoon in her mouth, while Shiomi Kotone was sitting down with a plate of cut cream puffs.

"It's a bit too sweet to eat every day." The thief said subconsciously.

"Hmm?" Shiomi Kotone raised an eyebrow. "The last time you had dessert with me was in Tokyo, wasn't it?"

Amamiya Ren remained calm, "Maybe it's because I love eating cream puffs so much that I think about them at night and during the day."

They were the only two customers in the dessert shop, an environment that Shiomi Kotone had carefully chosen. They would not be disturbed by anyone, and the waiter who had received the tip had already gone into the kitchen.

This is "dating". "Dating" is one of the activities of human courtship. It is to get to know each other through talking and getting along. To find out the degree of compatibility, to test and choose a spouse, and to cultivate and consolidate love in the process. In other words, this is a "courtship phenomenon" specialized by modern society. It is a behavioral information unique to humans.

Amamiya Ren began to think, since they have already confirmed their relationship, what is the point of dating? This idea is a bit too scumbag. He was heartbroken, and he was hurt that he could actually realize that he was a scumbag and had to bear such a heavy sense of guilt and betrayal.

It’s a pity that Xijian Qinyin couldn’t hear what the guy opposite was thinking, otherwise she would have to slap the stack of puffs on the table in his face.

The normal dating process for couples is: being affectionate on chat software, going out, going to the amusement park/aquarium, shopping, going to the cinema, and going to bed.

The date between Amamiya Ren and Shiomi Kotone started with the last step, then went out, shopping, to the dessert shop, to the amusement park, to the cinema -

This is the highest point of the Ferris wheel, isolated under the vast blue-gray iron curtain, and you can overlook the snowy scenery of most of Bashiinaba.

The deep red eaves were stained with fine snow, like white flowers blooming in the rolling hills in late autumn, or floating clouds hanging in the sunset. The high mountains in the distance were also a vast expanse of silver-white. The cold wind passed through the gaps in the plastic wall and blew on the girl's body, making her fingertips numb from the cold.

The Ferris wheel has always been a good place for confession, because no one will disturb you after you are up in the sky, and the girl can't escape. She can stare at the amusement park outside and watch the pedestrians rushing by like counting ants passing by the stairs. From the highest point to the ground, there are a full fifteen minutes to use. At this time, take out the flowers that have been prepared and kneel down to confess. Fifteen minutes is enough for a boy who can speak well to make a crocodile shed tears of emotion.

Why crocodiles?

Crocodiles are not moved. Before the advancement of science, it was rumored that the tears they shed before hunting were a sign of pity for the dying weak and respect for their food, but in fact the purpose of their tears is to excrete excess salt from their bodies.

So "crocodile tears" are now used to describe those hypocritical bad people.

Amemiya Ren felt a little jealous when she saw Xi Jian Qinyin constantly talking about "anti-pearl" but usually summoning a "Pearl Tear Elegy Clan? Merlo Mermaid" to the field.

This guy......

He winked at Cong Yu, who was looking around curiously in mid-air, and asked her to peek at Xi Jian Qinyin's cards.

Xiao Congyu floated over obediently, stood behind Xi Jian Qinyin, and began to announce the names of the dishes: "Little Mermaid, Siren Mermaid, Gray Liuli, Demon King of the Swamp."

Amamiya Ren suffered a cardiac arrest.

He gritted his teeth and slapped out a proliferating G.

"It's gray." Xijian Qinyin smiled and threw out a gray Liuli.

"I pointed it out." Amamiya Ren threw out [Designator of the Tomb].

The G effect of proliferation passed.

Xijian Qinyin pulled out the eldest sister of the Zhulei Aige family.

Amamiya Lian drew a meteorite.

Shiomi Kotone unfolded.

Amamiya Ren activated the effect of the meteorite (Nibiru, the original life form)...

Shiomi Kotone's Tears of Elegy followed closely and began a chain reaction.

When the Ferris wheel landed, Amamiya Ren, who had been struggling for fifteen minutes, finally ended the game and lay in her seat in despair.

"What's wrong with you?" the girl asked him gently.

Amamiya Ren's deadly rhythm was instantly activated. "Sister, you did nothing wrong. It's all my disgusting jealousy and petty desire to win. When I saw your first attack, I was completely defeated. I threw down my weapons and weapons. The moment I saw your tearful elegy unfold, my depression instantly broke out. Life seemed to have lost its color, like a Saiyan whose tail was caught, a Devil Fruit user with seastone, a Jinchūriki who had been separated from the tailed beast, an Ultraman without light, all hope of living was completely cut off."

Shiomi Kotone poked his neck and said, "Speak properly."

"You win this time. Next time I will definitely mobilize the giant astronaut."

"You only have one Big Cosmic Man in the entire deck, and there's a one in forty chance of drawing it, so why shouldn't I let you win?"

"You two, um..." The staff looked at the young couple quarreling in the Ferris wheel which had already changed shifts with a headache.

"Take it again." Amamiya Ren paid angrily.

Since she started playing Pearl Tears Elegy, Xijian Qinyin has become more confident and radiant. "30 minutes, I hope you can beat me once."

"Hehe," Amamiya Lian laughed mechanically. He took out his spare deck and started to load the counter cards. "Just wait for me."

The Ferris wheel started up. Amamiya Ren, who had taken the initiative, suddenly covered her eyes and laughed wildly, "I want to special summon, Kusha Wrath Tribe? Fenrir Wolf!"

......

Cong Yu was floating in the air, watching them playing and felt a little envious.

It would be nice if I could join in. As she thought this, she received a hint from Amamiya Ren, "Peek, understand?"

Cong Yu nodded and ran behind Xijian Qinyin again.

Looking at the family portrait of Kusha Nuwei on the opposite field, Shiomi Kotono bit her thumb in distress and felt a huge pressure. Although there was no one beside her, it seemed as if someone was peeking at her cards.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Okay. I lose this round."

"Convinced?"

"Haha." Xi Jianqinyin sneered, "Let's play another round."

"You said you would come again?"

"If you can beat me... I'll spend a night with you in Monster Hunter: World. You get to choose the mission."

"Really? It just so happens that I want to get all the achievements recently," Amamiya Ren put a Pluto Barrier Wave on her sleeve and replaced it with the sixth card from the top when shuffling the cards.

Then put the core expansion card and hand trap of the deck in order, with the first five cards.

The shadow of an old man in a black robe appeared behind him, [Chronos]. He swung his sickle, cutting off everyone's perception of this period of time.

"Time resumes its flow," Amamiya Ren opened the deck after shuffling the cards, showing no sign of fatigue - it's tiring to pause time, she was just holding on! In order to achieve all achievements, Amamiya Ren had already given up her pride as a duelist.

Although he was tortured by guilt and pain, he would be happy to do so if it could bring him complete achievement.

My turn, draw a card! Amamiya Lian slammed her hand heavily on the top of the deck, her face grim and her eyes fierce.

Shiomi Kotone looked at the lone gray Liuli card in her hand with a lonely expression.

Obviously, there are other things I want to do at night... Well, let's just play Monster Hunter, as long as this guy is happy.

Two hours later.

cinema.

Amamiya Ren held popcorn and stared at the bombardment on the screen, wondering what "Doctor Strange 2" would be like.

He had read the original comic book and thought that the Sorcerer Supreme was too weak and a bit abstract.

What's the matter? You only know these few moves over and over again? Are there no other skills in the Book of Vishanti? The more I read, the angrier I became. I simply turned my head away and stuffed the popcorn into Shiomi Kotone's arms, then grabbed her little hand and rubbed and squeezed it in the name of equal exchange.

Xijian Qinyin did not resist. She pretended to watch the movie seriously and became more and more absorbed in it.

After the curtain call, she sighed. "Not as good as Iron Man."

"It's getting worse and worse," Amamiya Ren said, "It's like what Disney is doing recently, the black little mermaid? The actress looks like an African macaque."