Tokyo Psychic

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“That’s right, that’s right!” Jing Qinren’s eyes lit up.

Akira Laiqi struck her on the head with a sharp "smack" as if he were wielding a knife.

"Huh? Why did you hit me!" The girl kicked Lai Xixiao's shin, looking very aggrieved.

"Have you ever felt like you've been playing too much lately? From The King of Fighters to Street Fighter, and now it's Super Smash Bros.?"

The once arrogant Jingqin Rencai suddenly fell silent.

Then she remembered that the other person was actually her tutor, so she followed him dejectedly, too timid to utter a sound.

After a while, Lai Qixiao patted her head again, as if to comfort her, and said, "The most interesting part of the study tour is almost over today. The next three days will be arranged according to the plan, such as visiting art exhibitions and learning about hot spring bathing etiquette... It will probably be very boring. If you want to play, then continue playing. I will go with you."

"Huh?!" Izana was very surprised that Akira Kurusu could be so gentle and even tolerant.

"But once you get back to Tokyo, you'll need to focus on your studies. Whether it's practicing with the band or catching up on your academic gaps, it will require a lot of your effort."

These are words that Serina Ii's father, a "pedagogue" who is somewhat famous in Kumamoto, would never say to her.

She nodded vigorously, excitedly hugged Lai Xixiao's arm, and blurted out, "I love you the most!"

After she finished speaking, Izanagi noticed that Akira Kurusu froze for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Izuru looked at Akira Kurusu with a puzzled expression.

Do you realize what you just said?

Izuru Nina stared blankly at Akira Kurusu's expression. After almost a minute, her eyes widened suddenly, and she stammered as she released Akira's arm and began to back away, "Um... I... I didn't mean that, I..."

Seeing the girl blushing with shame and on the verge of tears, and looking like she was about to run away at any moment, Lai Qixiao quickly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.

Izuru Rina probably already remembered that the boy in front of her "could catch up with her at any time if she tried to run away," so she didn't resist at all, but just quietly apologized to Akira.

"sorry."

"Why apologize?"

"I accidentally said something offensive."

“This isn’t really offensive,” Akira Kurusu tried to guide Serenai Izakura.

Lai Xixiao had almost forgotten how many times she had tried to guide her. "Think carefully about what our relationship is? Think about the distance between us usually... Think about it, would you ever interact with other boys, or even girls, like this?"

Unexpectedly, after a brief moment of thought, the other person immediately smiled with delight, "That's right...we're best friends! So it's okay to say 'I like you'."

"You... never mind."

To this, Akira could only look at her with pity, saying, "Whatever makes you happy."

Jingqin Rencai then took Kurusu Akira's arm again and said happily, "Amamiya Amamiya, do you think we'll always be best friends?"

The species "Jingqinrencai" is quite peculiar. When you need something from Akira Kurusu, you call him "Ren"; when you're in a good mood, you repeat his surname; when you're in a bad mood, you only call him by his surname once; when you see some negative news in society, you call him "Commander"...

Akira Kurusu could practically write a formulaic book out of all of Serina Izayoi's various behaviors.

He had no choice but to pinch the girl's soft cheeks and give his answer.

"Of course. We'll always be best friends."

Jing Qinrencai stretched out her hand and held up her little finger, "Then let's pinky swear! Liars will swallow a thousand needles!"

"We've had this kind of conversation so many times, why are you making a pinky promise and swearing a solemn oath..." Although Akira Kurusu complained, she still extended her little finger and made a pinky promise with the girl who had an innocent smile on her face.

After a period of noisy chatter as usual, Igarashi Rina probably remembered the girl who had promised to be her "best friend," and she gripped Kurusu Akira's fingers even more tightly, saying, "Even if the band breaks up, we will still be best friends."

What if one day I don't want to be friends with you anymore?

Jing Qinrencai couldn't tell whether Qixiao was joking or speaking sincerely, so she could only blindly believe that Qixiao was joking.

She said angrily, "The person who breached the contract should swallow a thousand needles!"

"If you really swallowed a thousand needles, wouldn't it be your turn to kneel beside me crying and begging me not to die?"

"Wow, you actually thought about breaking up with me?!"

"Who knows?" Akira Kurishi said meaningfully, looking at the increasingly quiet street.

"I'm ignoring you!" Izana immediately let go of Akira's arm and took out An and Subaru's Switch from her shoulder bag, playing it as she walked.

Her eyes would always sneak away from the screen and glance at Akira Kurusu's profile.

During that time, she talked to herself about many things related to the game, but Akira Kurusu completely ignored her.

They remained silent the entire way.

Upon reaching the inn's entrance, Izana looked around for a while to make sure no one was around before cautiously approaching Akira Kurusu, taking his hand and gently shaking it.

"Um...could you...please pay me a little attention?"

154.OO Five seconds to start the battle (Two-in-one, complete supplementary version)

On a desolate and disheartening morning, the sun listlessly lingered in the center of thin clouds, like a steamed egg simmering in boiling water.

A bamboo tube filled with water fell with a splash next to the hot spring, its clear sound filling the spacious courtyard.

Akira Kurusu was awakened by intermittent text message notification sounds.

He vaguely remembered having a very strange dream last night.

In the dream, I became a character from Super Smash Bros., and was transported to a floating island, where I fought a fierce battle with a blocky man who called himself "Steve".

That damn blocky guy...

Akira Kurusu recalled the agonizing scenes of being scorched by lava, slashed by diamond swords, struck by minecarts, and dragged by fishhooks, even causing his Persona "Arsène" to crash countless times—

Thankfully, it was just a strange dream related to games.

My thoughts returned to reality.

The girl beside me was fast asleep. Her phone, still plugged in with its charging cable, dangled on the floor. Suddenly, the screen lit up. It was the chat room of the band "Red Ginger." Ebizuka Satoshi had uploaded a drum score.

[Ebizuka Satoshi: @Pleia, Subaru, this is your part in the second song. Remember to familiarize yourself with it when you have time. We'll start rehearsing immediately after we get back to Tokyo.]

Akira pulled her hand away from under Anwa Subaru's thighs, sat up, and walked over her to put her phone on silent.

The Pikachu pendant on the edge of the phone case swayed for a moment.

Having successfully put her phone into silent mode, Akira Kurusu looked at the chat bubbles popping up on the screen, hesitated for a moment, and then unlocked her phone using the touchscreen.

[Pleia: Sorry, this guy won't be able to spare any time for you guys these next few days.]

[Ebizuka Tomo: Are you Amamiya Ren?]

[Pleia: Correct answer. 】

The chat room of the band "Red Ginger" fell silent instantly.

Kita Ikuyo, who was originally eager to join the conversation, was instantly defeated by Kurusu Akira's undisguised super-popular vibe. Perhaps sensing Ebizuka Satoshi's anger through the screen, she silently deleted the content in the chat box to avoid getting into trouble.

[Ebizuka Satoshi: Give Subaru back his phone, I need to talk to our band's drummer!]

[Pleia: I'm also a member of the "Red Ginger" group, so relaying what I said to her is the same.]

[Ebizuka Satoshi: Where is Subaru? ???]

She even added three question marks to express her impatience.

Pleia: Be quiet, she's sleeping.

Ebizuka Tomo tapped away on the numeric keypad for a while, feeling like his brain had crashed. He instantly conjured up a whole bunch of images of Akira Kurusu and Subaru Anzuki being intimate with each other in the apartment, and he didn't even know if he was typing katakana or hiragana.

After a long silence, shame, anger, and embarrassment welled up along with the awkward thoughts.

She suppressed her temper and continued typing on the numeric keypad.

[Satoshi Ebizuka: Stop bragging about your love stories in the group chat! It's the band's work time now!]

Pleia: Okay, I know you've never been in a relationship.

The message was marked as "read" the moment it was sent, and then Ebizuka Tomo's avatar went dark.

(“Ebizuka Tomo” is offline.)

......

at the same time.

The living room of the Goto family.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Goto Jiri looked at Goto Ichiri, who had suddenly put down her phone and slumped onto the sofa, with a puzzled expression.

It felt like her phone was on fire; she held it with both hands dangling, too afraid to touch it.

Seeing that it was Goto Ichiri who was gazing at the content flashing on the phone screen with an admiring look, her eyes filled with the most vivid longing and awe.

That strict Ms. Satoshi was completely defeated by Amamiya-senpai...

Wow, amazing...so dazzling, is this the realm of the socially successful?

......

[AM. 7:55]

Akira Kurusu looked at the chat room, which was quickly becoming deserted, exchanged good mornings with Rupa and Kita Ikuyo, and then turned off the screen.

Even after making such a commotion, An and Subaru showed no signs of waking up. Their cherry-colored lips opened and closed with a very slight curve, and they breathed evenly.

The pale golden sunlight shone on that exquisite sleeping face, and her jet-black hair flowed along the movement of Akira Kurusu's fingers. Her fingertips touched the back of An and Subaru's neck, and she could clearly feel the girl's delicacy and fragility.

His palm slid down, touching her delicate collarbone, then continued to explore downwards, brushing against her firm, soft breasts, his fingertips scraping the cherry-red hue on her snow-white mounds, unable to help but marvel at the perfection of his girlfriend's figure.

It wasn't until An and Subaru groggily opened their eyes, feeling the strange sensation in their chest, that they let out a soft gasp. Then, a shy smile bloomed on their faces. "It's too early now. It's not good to be like this right after waking up."

Akira withdrew her hand and then pressed the still-warm phone screen against An and Subaru's face. "It's already eight o'clock."

An and Mao slapped the phone off their cheeks, rolled over, and jumped into Qi Xiao's arms, shamelessly acting coquettishly, "Then sleep with me a little longer."

"Just sleeping?"

"Hmm... You can do whatever you want."

"Even so, you're still going to stay in bed? Subaru, I remember you just promised last night that you would exercise every morning starting tomorrow."

“That kind of thing can also be considered exercise…” Anwa Subaru nestled in Kurusu Akira’s arms, her bright, dark purple eyes filled with shyness and joy as she stared at him without blinking.

Akira embraced the girl's slender, soft waist, feeling her body temperature and smelling the fragrance of violets so close to her—the scent of a very expensive shower gel.

"Even acting cute won't work." Akira Kurusu could clearly feel that her willpower was undergoing a severe challenge.

In other words, the Mind Thief is currently undergoing a Willpower assessment of 1 point...

He felt An and Subaru clamping their thighs together, imagining the girl naked in bed, and his heart began to beat faster.

An and Subaru extended their index fingers and, mimicking scenes from anime, drew circles on Akira Kurusu's chest with their fingertips. At this distance, they could clearly see the girl's face, earlobes, and even the skin below her neck gradually blushing.

This kind of behavior—being extremely shy yet forcing herself to act bold—seems awkward and incongruous, possessing a captivating blend of naivety and sensuality.

The girl spoke in a trembling voice, her pretty face contorted with a pitiful pleading look, "I will try my best to train, but... I want it now."

"Stop acting. Mu Ke can act much better than you."

"Tsk." Anhe Subaru pouted in dissatisfaction, her little expression vanishing instantly. Covering her bright red earlobes and feeling the heat on her cheeks, she simply propped herself up on the bed and straddled Akira Kurusu's chest.

She stared at Lai Qixiao with her wet eyes, "I don't want to run! And I don't want to do sit-ups, planks, or sit-and-reach exercises..."

Before she could finish speaking, Akira Kurusu pressed down on An and Subaru's lower abdomen and gently massaged it.

An indescribable soreness surged up all at once, and Anwa Subaru groaned, all his previous arrogance gone. He slumped down and lay directly in Akira Kurusu's arms, refusing to move.

After a while, she whispered in Lai Xixiao's ear, "See... it's because I was too tired last night, I definitely won't be able to exercise today."

As he spoke, An and Subaru kissed the corner of Akira's mouth, pressed their cheeks together, and said happily, "It's all your fault for being so forceful."

"Didn't you beg me?" Lai Xixiao wrapped her arms around An He Mao's waist, her hand sliding deeper into her inner thigh.

"Anyway...anyway, I don't want to exercise, it's too hard! And sweating is such a hassle!" Anwa Subaru subconsciously twisted his waist, trying to break free from Kurusu Akira's clutches.

"Why don't we just take a shower together then?"

"Then...then you help me wash." Anhe Subaru felt Akira Kurusu's hands on her back slowly moving towards her private parts that no one else could touch. She did not resist at all, nor did she expose the boy in front of her. She just bit her lip and let him do as he pleased.

The girl's eyes widened and then squinted, and her body alternated between tense and relaxed states.

An and Subaru would lean on Akira Kurusu's shoulder, often clenching their teeth to suppress those embarrassing sounds, and then letting out a gasp that was almost a sigh.

After about ten minutes, she suddenly groaned, kicked the bed hard, and then hugged her boyfriend tightly, her beautiful eyes seemingly filled with tears.