Tokyo Psychic

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"Aren't you satisfied yet?" Lai Xixiao was startled by her insatiable appearance.

"I'm starting to want it again."

"Are you a succubus secretly lurking among humans?"

"It's a succubus, love you~"

An and Subaru deliberately struck a pose like succubi from a manga, trying their best to accentuate their graceful figures, and then blew a kiss to Akira Kurusu.

Akira Kurusu almost couldn't withstand her barrage of questions. She took a few deep breaths and then declined An and Subaru's invitation, saying, "Get some rest. You have school tomorrow."

"Hey, my legs are so weak, can you carry me home?"

With no other option, Akira Kurusu half-squatted down in front of his girlfriend, who was acting coquettishly, and gestured for her to put her legs in his hands.

After a while, their shadows overlapped as they walked on the sidewalk.

An and Subaru nestled on Akira's shoulder, playfully nibbling his ear, "You've already carried me home, why don't you just stay and sleep here~"

"Truly cunning."

The girl's response to Akira was a playful yet shy laugh.

After laughing enough, An and Subaru blushed and secretly kissed Akira Kurusu's cheek. "Where's Morgana?" she asked, only then remembering that there was a little follower behind her.

"I couldn't stand your shamelessness, so I ran back to STARRY."

Akira Kurusu said expressionlessly.

Morgana probably couldn't stand the ambiguous relationship between the young couple and fled in a panic.

An and Subaru hugged Akira's neck tightly. "Let's not worry about it then. Can you stay the night?"

"You need to be more careful, my princess," Akatsuki complained. "Are you planning to take the day off tomorrow and stay in bed all day?!"

“Sure, if you can stay with me, I’m fine lying in bed for a week.” Anhe Mao smiled even more happily when he heard Laixi Xiao call him “Princess”.

"This is never going to end."

"Because it's really comfortable," Anwa Subaru said, somewhat enjoying it. "But it's tiring."

"You'll realize your mistake when you can't even straighten your back."

"Since you've put it that way, I'll prepare to ask the teacher for leave tomorrow."

What's the reason for your leave?

"Uh...stomach ache?" Anwa Subaru swung his legs, the heel of his shoe lightly poking Akira Kurusu's side.

On the way to "Fujiki-ju", An and Subaru kept pestering me for almost half an hour.

The phantom thief's attitude gradually softened, and he finally agreed with An and Subaru, who were acting like scoundrels and practically hanging on his back like sloths, with a lot of helplessness.

"Can I stay tonight?"

“I like you the most.” An and Subaru imitated Wakaba Mutsu’s tone and expression.

Akira Kurusu's eyelids twitched violently. "Stop with the nonsense."

"Hey, you can resist Xiao Mu's cuteness? Do you prefer a proud yet weak young lady like Xiang Zi? That's a bit hard to imitate, but I can try it tonight."

"Stop trying," Akira said, standing next to the security door with the girl on her back. "Hurry up and take out the key."

An and Subaru slowly took out their keys and opened the door. The living room lights were on, and Ebizuka Tomo, wearing only a tank top and underwear, revealing a large expanse of milky-white skin, was sitting on the sofa with his knees drawn up, watching a TV series. He was crying his eyes out because of the tragic separation of the male and female leads.

Noticing the sound of the door opening in the entryway, she instinctively turned her head and looked over, then let out a terrified scream.

"Subaru! Why did you bring a man back without saying a word?!"

An and Subaru were also somewhat surprised, "Why are you only wearing underwear in the living room!"

"Didn't everyone always do this before?! Air conditioning is so expensive!!!" Ebizuka Satoshi's screams continued. She hurriedly grabbed a sofa cushion next to her to cover herself and then kept curling up backward.

Akira Kurusu put An and Subaru down, then took off her shoes and walked into the living room without a care in the world. She didn't even glance at Tomokazu Ebizuka for a moment before heading straight into An and Subaru's bedroom.

An and Subaru hurriedly chased after him, and halfway there they bowed and apologized to Ebizuka Satoshi with their hands clasped together.

Bang! Bang! The bedroom door slammed shut.

Tears still glistened in Ebizuka's eyes. She clutched a cushion, unsure whether she should feel angry or ashamed.

She raised her hands and lightly cupped her flat chest, imagining what it would feel like if they were the size of An and Subaru's...

"Tsk," Ebizuka Tomo clicked his tongue in annoyance, then jumped off the sofa with his long, slender, white legs, and slid back to his bedroom in his sandals.

As she passed by An and Subaru's room, she heard a sudden thud as something heavy hit the bed, and a faint blush quickly rose to her cheeks.

The petite and delicate girl, who looked like a plush toy, grimaced and wanted to rush over and knock on the door to ask them to be quiet, but when she looked down at her overly revealing outfit, she couldn't move her feet.

143. Make money, then support a professional female singer (two-in-one)

Thin rays of sunlight drifted onto Akira Kurusu's face, spreading a faint warmth.

He pulled away An and Subaru's arms from his chest and picked up the phone that was vibrating incessantly beside his pillow.

"Who is it?" Akira Kurusu asked, unusually impatiently.

Being woken up from the lingering warmth of a night of intimacy is not something to be taken lightly.

The voice on the other end of the line seemed completely unconcerned about Akira Kurusu's distress, speaking in a gentle and calm tone, "This is Takuto Maruki, the manager of the 'Cognitive Science Technology Application Department' of the Toyokawa Group, and currently the doctor who is secondly in charge of treating Ms. Wakaba's mental illness."

"I know... but what does 'the second time' mean?"

Akira Kurishi sat up.

“Yes, it was too late that day, I didn’t have time to explain,” Maruki Takuto said with a smile, “but you should know completely now, right? From her Persona…”

Akira Kurusu's eyes subtly changed. "You're really well-informed. Mr. Maruki, is this also your doing?"

He didn't ask Maruki Takuto why he knew about "Personality," since once one specializes in the discipline of cognitive science to a certain extent, one will inevitably gradually come to know the levels of the world and even the existence of the Sea of ​​the Heart.

Maruki Takuto said, "I did it, you can feel it, right? That child is being bound by all sorts of ideas, and I racked my brains to figure it out."

After he finished speaking, he sighed, "You still haven't seen what that child looked like at the beginning. She was a 'monster' no less than you. It's just that I've been busy with more important things lately and haven't had a chance to take care of her condition. It's all thanks to the eldest daughter of the Toyokawa family that I was able to reconnect with this patient."

Akira Kurusu glanced at An and Subaru, who were fast asleep beside her, and lowered her voice, "Monster, huh... I don't mind."

“You still don’t understand what I mean,” Maruki Takuto said. “Those ways of thinking that I set as ‘shackles’ have gradually crumbled as the couple’s abnormality has occurred.”

The psychologist's tone grew increasingly strange. "Her parents' behavior is very odd. Someone must have interfered. Otherwise, if it were just a matter of distorted desires, they should be expressing fear, hatred, or even anger... not jealousy."

Surprisingly, Akira Kurusu said nonchalantly, "I'll ask that child myself."

Maruki Takuto could tell that Kurusu Akira hadn't changed her opinion of Wakaba Mutsu despite her strange behavior, and just smiled with satisfaction, "I should say... as expected of you, Amamiya."

"You know a lot."

"The more you give and the more you sacrifice, the more you will know."

"My intuition tells me that I should trust you now... So, let's keep in touch more often, Mr. Maruki."

"After a while, you should start calling me 'Maki-sensei'."

"Then we'll see you again after the show ends."

Akira hung up the phone and pressed the slightly hot phone against An and Subaru's face. "It's time to wake up."

Anwa Subaru groggily opened his eyes, stroking his messy hair, and then placed his hand on the back of Akira Kurusu's hand. "Sleep a little longer."

Perhaps out of shyness, she looked away, not daring to meet Lai Qixiao's gaze.

At this moment, he still had to pull the sheet up until it completely covered his shoulders. An and Subaru took away Qixiao's phone, slowly moved and even hugged him, "It should still be early, right?"

"7:30." Lai Xixiao hugged her and said, "Get up now, get dressed, and you can get ready for school."

"We clearly agreed to take leave together." An and Subaru rolled over lazily.

Akira Kurusu put her arm around the girl's waist to prevent her from falling off the not-so-spacious bed. "Are you planning to welcome the new member of the Phantom Thieves on your bed?"

An and Subaru thought for a moment, then raised their little faces to stare at him, saying sourly, "I think she's a new member of the 'harem'."

"How dare you speak like that?"

"Heh, if you're so capable, then don't bring her along when you go on a training camp."

"Aren't the girls from the band also going to the training camp?"

"Tch." An and Subaru were even more dissatisfied. "This is boring. I thought you were really going to sleep on the floor in the same room with a bunch of underage beauties."

"That's such a scumbag."

"Who knows? When the lights are off, everyone will be lying so close they can touch each other. When it's late at night and everyone's asleep, you can do whatever you want. No one will dare to risk embarrassing themselves in front of their friends by refusing you."

"You've been reading too many doujinshi. If you actually lay a hand on someone, you'll definitely get called and arrested," Akira Kurusu retorted to Subaru An's outrageous statement.

"Hmph, who knows... Hey! Where are you touching?" An and Subaru's complaining words stopped abruptly, and they suddenly screamed, instantly waking up from their drowsiness.

......

An and Subaru, now dressed in their school uniforms, sat on the edge of the bed, tying their long hair into a single ponytail.

When she brushed her hair aside, revealing her fair and slender nape, in this completely unguarded state, every movement conveyed a youthful yet subtle allure to the boy changing clothes next to her.

As Akira Kurisu buttoned up her shirt, she walked up to An and Subaru and said, "We're going on a study tour after school today, so bring all your clothes with you."

"Honey, are you trying to say bring your swimsuit?"

"As expected of my beloved girlfriend, she really knows me inside and out."

"Tsk, how cheesy..." Anwa Subaru raised his bare foot and kicked Akira Kurusu's knee. "I didn't bring a swimsuit to Tokyo. I'll find a store to choose one when we go to the beach tonight."

"That would probably mean giving quite a few people a choice."

"Go to hell!" Anwa Subaru was furious. He jumped off the bed and lunged at Akira Kurusu with bared teeth and claws.

Outside the open door, Ebizuka Tomo, who had just finished washing up and was about to go out for breakfast, looked at the noisy couple with a dark expression.

She wanted to say, "Could you please close the door when you're being all lovey-dovey?" but remembering how she had walked around in front of someone else's boyfriend in her underwear last night, she didn't even have the courage to talk to him. She lowered her head and left dejectedly.

......

One hour later.

The entrance to the private Xiujin Academy.

Akira Kurusu stepped out of the school gate precisely at the moment the school bell rang.

The security guard was already used to the transfer student's eccentricities and simply pretended not to see him. Sometimes, the professional ethics of a school employee are worthless in the face of report cards and joint exam rankings.

Akira Kurusu originally intended to attend two classes as a formality before skipping school.

I just suddenly remembered that this study tour organized by the "Ministry of Mental Health Education" seems to be missing one person.

The lead guitarist of the band should be handing out flyers at the supermarket right now.

With that thought in mind, Akira Kurusu took out her phone and dialed Momoka Kawaragi's number.

"Miss Momoka, do you have a moment?"

"I'm busy, I have to get back to work," Momoka Kawara said hastily, hanging up the phone as if trying to escape.

Clearly, as a member of the band, she had seen the young girls discussing various topics about "seaside hot spring retreats" in the band's chat room. Now, faced with an invitation from a minor boy who was two or three years younger than her, she simply didn't dare to answer.

Momoka Kawahara has been secretly following Akira Kurusu's social media accounts lately.

I had certainly heard about his great success with light novels.

She immediately recalled what Lai Qixiao had said before, such as "I'll take care of you when I have money," and felt so ashamed that she wanted to disappear.

Finally, Momoka Kawahara sighed as she watched the call end message pop up on her cracked phone screen. She put the phone back in her pocket and continued handing out flyers to passersby...

Summer sunlight drifted beneath the advertisements for tutoring centers.

It was rush hour, and the square facing the advertising screen was packed with people going to work or school.

The girl handing out flyers had a ribbon tied around her wrist—a "No Game No Life" commemorative gift from a lucky draw when she bought a discounted bento at a convenience store. As the morning breeze lifted the edges of the flyers, they resembled white egrets about to take flight.

Perhaps it was her outstanding beauty that started to take effect, because Momoka Kawahara quickly ran out of flyers.

She turned around instinctively, but accidentally bumped into a boy in a school uniform.

It was only then that I realized that Akira Kurusu was actually so much taller than me...

Momoka Kawara hesitated, "I have to work, I don't have time to play pretend club games with you high schoolers."

"How did you know I was inviting you to a training camp before I even said anything?" Akira Kurusu looked up at the cram school billboard in front of her.