Tokyo Psychic

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Akira Kurishi realized that her body had adapted to the process of sexual intercourse, so he released his hands that were supporting her buttocks and let her sit down to swallow his entire penis. "How about this?"

An and Subaru immediately let out a muffled groan, completely defeated, and then weakly groaned, "...It hurts."

"Do you still like it?" he asked, nervously reaching out to cup her face, wanting to see her expression... worried that he might have hurt her.

Although An and Subaru were saying "It hurts so much," their condition was no longer as miserable as it had been at the beginning. Instead, they were frowning as they looked at their boyfriend. "It hurts, but...it feels so strange...it feels so reassuring. I feel so full all of a sudden...Ah...don't move, stop, I'm talking!"

She tentatively twisted her waist, the stimulation of her cervix being rubbed almost making her scream. She could only nervously hug Lai Xixiao's waist, feeling as if her whole body was on fire, melting completely into Lai Xixiao's embrace. "What's wrong with me... It hurts so much, but it also feels good."

Akira kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes, "Leave it to me."

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In the silent and cold moonlight, the occasional sound seemed like Lavender clapping in celebration.

The girl's occasional cries of pain and sobs gradually turned into groans mixed with joy and intoxication, as beautiful as a captivating ballad.

In short, I didn't sleep a wink all night.

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In the silent and cold moonlight, the occasional sound seemed like Lavender clapping in celebration.

Or perhaps it was Lavender's almost whispered encouragement and praise.

In short, I didn't sleep a wink all night.

When Lai Qixiao opened his eyes, An He's face was covered with tear stains as he lay in his arms, and he was fast asleep no matter how he tried to move him.

This is absolutely absurd...

Akira looked at his girlfriend's sleeping face with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. Her adorable appearance made him want to take a picture with his phone—but he gave up in the end.

Because Toyokawa Shoko would check up on everyone.

After confessing about multiple relationships, I was probably just ridiculed and made to throw a tantrum for a few days, but then the matter was over.

But if An and Subaru's rapid progress is discovered... he'll probably be taken to the Toyokawa family as their son-in-law soon.

As a young lady from a prestigious family, Akira Kurusu didn't believe that Shoko Toyokawa couldn't distinguish between "dating" and "marriage".

We must proceed gradually...

As the sunlight gradually seeped into the room, illuminating the walls and floor, Akira watched helplessly as the air conditioning, set to its lowest setting, was chillingly cold. He could only hold An and Subaru in his arms, waiting for the instigator of this farce to wake up on his own.

An and Subaru were indeed getting desperate.

So much so that at night, she used the knowledge she had gained from some uninformative comics and anime to launch her attack.

Then he successfully made himself cry out in pain.

The whole thing unfolded in such an absurd way that Akira Kurusu felt helpless, and even a little wronged.

Until the sunlight completely filled the entire bed.

An and Subaru opened their eyes, still whimpering as they held Akira.

Memories of last night suddenly flooded my mind.

She awkwardly and shyly looked away, not daring to look at the boy in front of her.

"I need to change my clothes."

After a long while, An and Subaru's somewhat hoarse voice finally rang out in Akira Kurusu's arms.

Akira Kurusu calmly turned around.

After waiting in silence for a while, a school uniform shirt was draped over him.

An and Subaru's trembling little hands slowly guided the shirt to Akira Kurusu's shoulder, and she said, "Get up a little."

Akira complied and did as instructed.

Then, with An and Subaru's unfamiliar assistance, it took about five minutes to change into the school uniform.

The girl, now dressed in her school uniform, knelt on the bed. The position caused her some pain, but she still sat upright and carefully helped Lai Xixiao straighten his clothes before tying his tie.

She turned to look at the lewd scene of the mess on the bed, and her cheeks, which were already flushed, turned completely red.

“It’s not comfortable at all,” Anwa Subaru punched Akira’s shoulder as if venting his anger. “Doujinshi are all lies after all.”

Akira twitched her lips, unwilling to answer An and Subaru's question—it was better to save her some face.

"Have some breakfast, then you can go to school." The phantom thief lowered his head and began putting on his shoes.

As soon as An and Subaru tried to get up, they immediately felt a sharp pain.

She clutched her stomach, looking pitifully at Akira.

Lai Xixiao also had to take good care of Anhe Mao, gently helping her out of bed and then putting on her very small round-toed leather shoes. "Let's go."

"Mm." An and Subaru lowered their heads, accepting his help with embarrassment and nervousness.

Akira Kurishi helped his girlfriend slowly make her way out of the room.

Sunlight shone on their backs, casting short, shallow shadows on the ground like a pair of intertwined locks.

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At the Teikyu Building station, Nagasaki Motoyo saw a familiar figure walk through the crowd.

She rubbed her eyes and confirmed that the other person was indeed the rhythm guitarist of the "End Band"—"Ren Amamiya"!

Sure enough, it was this guy and Xiangzi...

As Nagasaki Motoyo was gritting her teeth, she suddenly saw the girl clinging to Kurusu Akira's arm.

Her eyes widened instantly.

She stumbled backward in disbelief until she crashed into the fire cabinet, at which point she clutched her collar in shock.

This is impossible...

Isn't he dating Xiangzi?

Nagasaki Motoyo vaguely sensed the complicated relationship and hurriedly took out her phone to call Toyokawa Shoko.

But she couldn't get through on the phone—she had been blocked by Toyokawa Shoko!

To this day, Toyokawa Shoko has only removed her from the Line blacklist.

Nagasaki Motoyo was immediately on the verge of tears.

She looked at the unreachable phone number on her phone, and her chaotic thoughts gradually calmed down.

I can't tell Xiangzi right away... I have to catch up with them now.

Nagasaki Motoyo looked at the young boy and girl standing in the waiting room ahead, gritted her teeth, and began to cautiously follow them.

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(The fifth watch on the high-speed train - completed! I'm begging for your free monthly passes! And also the monthly refresh of razor blades!!)

(In a sense, it's a "six-in-one" story, but I really don't dare to post "that night" which is only briefly mentioned in this chapter... I'll complete it as an extra chapter and post it in the book club group when I have time.)

114. Nagasaki Motoyo, why are you following my boyfriend? (Two-part story)

I found a seat in the crowded carriage.

Akira Kurusu let An and Subaru sit in the innermost seats, while she sat next to her, blocking some of the view from others.

An and Subaru hugged Akira's neck with obvious pleasure, their warm faces close together, and then they caught a very faint, familiar scent on him—

That smelled like the shower gel I used last night.

A bright red blush gradually spread across her cheeks.

"It feels like a dream..."

As she spoke, the girl slowly leaned on Akira Kurusu's shoulder, her dark purple eyes filled with his profile. "What will our future be like?"

Akira Kurusu hugged An and Subaru, but her hand was pulled down to her thighs under her skirt.

"Things like the future are for our future selves to consider. As long as we feel happy in the present, that's enough... Humans always live in the present. The future is a grand topic that only God needs to think about."

An and Subaru held Akira's hand and placed it on their thighs. Lying in his warm embrace, the pain and exhaustion from the previous night surged up all at once. "I want to sleep for a while," he said in a completely coquettish tone.

"I'll wake you up when we get there."

"Okay..." An and Subaru responded softly, and then quickly fell into a deep sleep enveloped in this sense of security.

Akira Kurusu took out her phone with her other hand and searched for today's news.

At that moment, his eyes glanced at the nearby crowd, keenly noticing the prying gazes emanating from within them—

Where is he? Is he an enemy? His concealment skills are too good; he only discovered me at such close range.

Hmm... Although there's some hostility, I didn't sense any particularly strong killing intent.

Without making a sound, Akira Lai pressed the power button with his thumb to turn off the screen, and slightly tilted the phone so that the scenery in the blind spot was reflected on the screen.

He saw a pretty girl with long brown hair, clutching her schoolbag and looking nervously in his direction.

That's the uniform of Tsuki no Mori Girls' Academy.

Akira Kurusu silently called upon Persona, and "Dioscuri" immediately appeared in the carriage, facing the girl and flipping through a videotape in his hand.

Soon, the performance scenes of "Spring Day Shadow" were replayed in Akira Kurusu's memory.

I recognized her now; she was Motoyo Nagasaki, the former bassist of CRYCHIC and now "MyGO".

Do I have a grudge against her?

Akira Kurusu asked himself honestly that he had never been near Tsukimori Academy, nor had he ever seen a CRYCHIC or "MyGO" performance in person.

She seemed to have followed him all the way onto the tram...

Akira Kurusu turned her head to look over, and Motoyo Nagasaki immediately lowered her head as if she had done something wrong, pretending that nothing had happened.

He took the opportunity to take out his phone, raised his index finger to cover the flash, which happened to expose half of the lens, covering Nagasaki Motoyo, and then pressed the shutter.

I did some simple editing on the photo, then opened Line and sent it to Toyokawa Shoko.

[The Attic Thinker: (Photo)]

[Attic Thinker: Xiao Xiang, this "Nagasaki Motoyo" must have been a member of your former band, right?]

[The Thinker in the Attic: Tsukimori was supposed to be attending classes as usual today, so why did she come to Shujin with me on the train?]

After sending the message, he switched screens and opened YouTube, casually browsing the latest trending videos on the homepage.

Hello everyone, welcome to Meow Dream's beauty mini-class today. Today I will teach you how to create a simple yet exquisite 'no-makeup makeup' look in just three minutes...

An and Subaru, who had been taking a nap, immediately opened their eyes. "Why are you looking at this?"

Looking at the image on Akira's phone screen, she said somewhat sullenly, "Girls who like to show off online and act cute and fashionable are usually very greedy for fame and fortune..."

"I just randomly saw it on the homepage," Akira Kurusu said, decisively closing the video of "Nyan Dream" amidst An and Subaru's rambling.

Anhe Subaru brushed his hair aside, grabbed Akira Kurusu's hand, and pressed his cheek against her palm. "Besides, she definitely isn't as pretty as me without makeup!"

Lai Xixiao glanced at her beautiful face, which was almost identical to that of the national idol "Anhe Tendo" at the peak of her career in her youth, and twitched her lips twice, "She probably doesn't look as good as you even without removing her makeup."

An and Subaru covered the other half of their face shyly, "Beauty filters are still really powerful these days, you can't praise me like that..."

"I think with filters and makeup on, she's barely comparable to you."

"Really?" An and Subaru peeked at him through their fingers.

Akira Kurusu said sincerely, "It's absolutely true." This was the truth. The reason why "Anwa Tendo" was able to captivate most of Japan fifty years ago was largely due to her appearance. Now, Anwa Subaru, who has just turned seventeen, has perfectly inherited that beauty and, because of her special experience, has a temperament that ordinary girls can hardly match.

These kinds of streamers who rely on makeup, filters, and camera tricks to get clicks can't possibly compete with Anwa Subaru's face, which seems designed for the spotlight and stage.

An and Subaru happily grabbed Akira Kurusu's hand, looking so excited that it seemed like they were about to hug him and kiss him at any moment.

Nagasaki Motoyo, who had re-entered "reconnaissance" mode in the crowd, immediately saw the two of them being so intimate. Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, constantly being torn apart. "Shoko..." she cried out anxiously as she took out her phone, opened Line, and searched through her contacts for someone who could help Toyokawa Shoko know about this.

It seems that Ruoye Mutsu has some disagreements with her family, as she even missed the gathering they had arranged last night.