Tokyo Psychic

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"Xiao Mu, this is a coffee shop." Lai Qixiao forced herself to remain calm.

He remembered that there was another little girl in LeBronley who was eavesdropping on them through electronic devices... even spying on their every move.

"Hmm..." came a reluctant voice from her arms, but the tears eventually stopped, alternating between sobs and choked sobs.

Wakaba Mutsu didn't know what was wrong with her either; the string of reason that symbolized her had snapped the moment Kurusu Akira stood in front of her.

A guitar without strings can never be played.

She felt like she had suddenly become a broken guitar, wanting to be fixed by Akira Kurusu.

I also want Akira Kurusu to play beautiful songs for me.

If Ye Mu couldn't describe the shameful impulse she felt, she simply held Lai Xixiao blindly and let out a soft sob.

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197. A Concert on the Verge of Collapse (Part 2)

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When Akira came up to the attic, she was holding hands with Mutsuka Wakaba.

When we went down from the attic, we already had to carry Wakaba Mutsu on our backs.

Aren't you hot?

Akira Kurusu rarely feels tired.

Ruoye Mu lay on his back, her eyes tightly closed, her flushed face glistening with moisture. Hearing Laixi Xiao's question, she instinctively hugged his shoulders tighter, her knees and waist trembling involuntarily.

After a few seconds of silence, Wakaba Mutsu said in a very soft voice, "It's hot."

"I also feel very hot, so can Xiaomu come down?"

"I...I can't walk. I'm sorry..." It was almost a murmur, which made people feel both amused and heartbroken at the same time.

Akira Kurusu carried Mutsu Wakaba down from the attic. "I'm going to turn on the air conditioner."

As he spoke, he prepared to rest in the shop for a while longer.

It was almost noon, and Sakura Sojiro still hadn't returned to the shop. The "Temporarily Closed" sign hanging at the door was still in its original place.

While resting on the sofa, the disheveled Wakaba Mutsu slumped into Kurusu Akira's arms, still captivated by the boy's scent and warmth despite being very hot.

Lai Xixiao turned on the air conditioner, and then carefully and patiently helped Ruoye Mutsu tidy up her clothes, and also helped her comb her beautiful light green long hair that was stuck with sweat.

Ruo Ye Mu didn't know what was wrong with her. She was exhausted and hot, but her body felt even hotter when Lai Qi Xiao touched her even slightly. She couldn't muster any strength at all. Her pale golden eyes were filled with tears, and she could only hold him helplessly and in a daze.

After all, when resting in the attic, Wakaba Mutsu behaved in a completely different way.

She seemed tireless and completely forgot her shyness and reserve, relentlessly demanding ballet techniques from Akira Kurusu...

Akira Kurusu obviously doesn't know anything about ballet, but Mutsumi Wakaba said she's been studying it for almost ten years and they could learn and discuss it together...

A leisurely morning that feels long.

Girls who have practiced ballet since childhood have bodies as flexible as large plush toys, able to complete any movement and pose to the best of their ability.

I spent some time with Mutsumi Wakaba.

After learning ballet, I feel my knowledge has improved.

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at the same time.

The apartment on the other side of Shigenchaya, the bedroom at the end of the corridor in the Sakura family home.

Futaba Sakura sat cross-legged in her computer chair, staring blankly at the screen.

The large lenses of his glasses reflected an eerie light, and the sounds he had been listening to from LeBron echoed through his HiFi headphones.

The 15-year-old girl was plunged into an unprecedented state of confusion and shock.

Weren't we just talking about the cataclysmic crisis that could destroy the world?

A world-ending catastrophe called "Nyx," a previous savior, interactions between mysterious organizations, a super conglomerate... How come the current savior was suddenly pushed down by a little girl?! At least put up a little resistance!!

Hearing the various embarrassing sounds coming from her headphones, Futaba Sakura's face quickly flushed red.

She found it hard to reconcile that soft, alluring voice, like a young animal begging for food, with Wakaba Mutsu's exquisite, silent, doll-like face.

While she was lost in thought, a beeping alarm suddenly sounded in her headphones. This was because the monitoring program that Sakura Futaba had written the day before yesterday had been activated.

Sakura Futaba was immediately shocked.

The program is designed to patrol the network daily, and an alarm will be triggered immediately if any comments involve the truth about the Mind Thieves and gain a certain amount of attention online.

Futaba Sakura immediately took off her headphones. Although she was just a junior high school dropout who had never been exposed to cognitive science before, she had long been influenced by various online cultures and was more or less fascinated by urban legends like "Psychic Thief" who broke out of social rules to uphold justice.

Especially now that she's been invited by the Mind Thieves, she can't help but feel a strong sense of self-identity...

The genius hacker girl's hands flew across the keyboard, leaving a blur of afterimages.

Countless lines of code flow across computer screens of all sizes.

Soon, the program presented Sakura Futaba with the corresponding discussion posts and comments, along with their posting time, the poster's IP address, and other information.

[Shocking! The legendary Mind Thieves are actually real!]

[Unveiling the Unseen Side of the Mind Thieves!]

[The Things the Mind Thieves Did in Places We Never Noticed...]

【...】

Cold sweat instantly broke out on Sakura Futaba's forehead.

As the cyber expert behind the Phantom Thieves, who has been helping the thieves clean up the traces left by their various operations, he naturally knows that the stories described in these sensational posts are all undeniable facts.

The authors of these articles vividly described the events leading up to the Mind Thieves' attempt to reform the villains, speaking as if they had personally experienced it.

This is clearly a truth that has never been revealed before...

Futaba Sakura felt a great sense of panic, and she suddenly turned around to look behind her.

In the dimly lit bedroom, apart from the wall covered with posters of various tokusatsu dramas and anime, there was nothing else—she felt that there was an unseen pair of eyes watching her, or rather, watching the entire Mind Thieves.

Forcing herself to abandon the panic that was almost consuming her reason, Futaba Sakura bit her thumb, stared at the screen, and began to type rapidly on the keyboard.

After a series of searches, it was determined that the clues behind this series of released messages all pointed to "sumimi" and "Triangle Hatsuka".

Ever since that day when "Misumi Hatsune" had a major conflict with the End Band, Sakura Futaba was asked by Kurusu Akira to investigate the other party and knew very well about the background of this active idol whose real name is Misumi Hatsune.

Futaba Sakura's expression became even more anxious and tense.

She bit her fingernails, staring blankly at the computer screen. Discussions from netizens across Japan were undoubtedly pushing the "Psychic Thieves" into the spotlight.

No, Miku Miku doesn't have the resources to amplify the message.

According to Sakura Futaba's investigation, the Toyokawa family has not provided any support to Misaki Miku since that day's conflict.

Therefore, based on reasonable analysis, it is impossible for Mitsuko Mitsuko to know these things.

But she did indeed make a series of related statements.

What exactly happened...?

Futaba Sakura's fingers completely left the keyboard.

She felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

For the first time, the confidence and sense of security that a hacker who prided himself on being able to do whatever he wanted in the online world experienced a huge setback. This was the first time that the hacker's confidence and sense of security, which came from repeatedly uncovering the truth through his talent and hard work, had been severely undermined.

Futaba Sakura took off her glasses, looked around, and tried to find the unseen enemy.

But all her efforts were in vain.

Dejected, I had no choice but to open Line and log in with a secret account that wouldn't leave any record on the server.

We must tell them about this as soon as possible.

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at the same time.

Behind the scenes of a variety show filming "Searching for Folk Ghosts," the director looked at Miku Miku with great surprise.

"Miss Triangle! The inspiration you provided is fantastic!" The middle-aged woman in her forties originally looked down on these young girls who thought they could do whatever they wanted just because they were young and pretty.

However, she cannot deny that young and pretty girls are indeed more valued in the firm, so they are always placed in all sorts of work situations that do not belong to them.

Unexpectedly, "Triangle Chuhua" produced surprising results as soon as she joined the production team to assist with the work.

The urban legends featuring superpowers, urban crime, and the enforcement of justice—elements highly fashionable among young people—present a completely new and potentially limitless niche in the increasingly saturated supernatural film and television market.

The director didn't care whether the stories provided by the young idol from the agency were true or not.

With her extensive experience, she identified the commercial value within it.

It has everything: gimmicks, substance, interactivity...

The new production team could use this to launch a full-season hype and marketing campaign.

These are all priceless treasures... A director who has wasted half his life in the entertainment industry understands better than anyone how rare an opportunity is.

So when Misaki Miku presented this series of stories in the morning, she immediately decided to leverage the program's influence to launch a new channel and begin serializing them as entirely new scripts.

Faced with the director's praise, Miku Miku nodded very modestly, "I just summarized some interesting information from the internet, it's nothing special."

The director was even more satisfied, patting her arm, "We'll invite you to be a regular female guest on the new show, and I'm sure you'll be happy with the role..."

The intention to cooperate is no longer concealed.

If Miku Miku were a complete newcomer to the industry, the director would have ruthlessly squeezed every last drop of value out of her and kicked her out of the show long ago—but she is a newcomer to his own agency, and in every sense, she is his employee, or even someone who is working for him to make money. It is only reasonable to give her such generous treatment.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Miku Miku left the filming location amidst the envious and even jealous gazes of her assistants and fellow artists.

It was already noon, and the production team had provided a very luxurious lunch.

Miku walked around the corridor for a while, then found the location of the temporary staff cafeteria.

Pick up the cleaned and disinfected plates and choose your favorite dishes from the window of the smiling staff.

Sitting in a corner of the restaurant, a pair of unusually cloudy eyes were reflected in the shimmering surface of the miso soup in the plastic bowl.

Miku Miku could no longer hide the twisted jealousy in her heart.

When she lowered her head, the subtle, ferocious look on her face was enough to scare away her malicious colleagues.

After parting ways with Akira Kurusu at the observatory yesterday, Misaki Hatsune has been filled with fear and disgust towards Akira Kurusu.

This negative emotion quickly transformed into hatred under the influence of that distorted jealousy.

Even with such hatred, she didn't know how to win back Toyokawa Shoko—let alone reclaim her "god." Misaki Miku couldn't even manage to "take revenge on Kurusu Akatsuki."

Mitsukasa Mitsu is the illegitimate daughter of the Toyokawa family.

Akira Ryū is destined to be the son-in-law who will take over the Toyokawa family business in the future.

Their only point of intersection was probably when Misaki Miku, taking advantage of her looks, actively participated in each other's love lives as a so-called "add-on".

But this only point of intersection has already been buried by Miku Miku herself.

While I was having trouble sleeping day and night.

Miku Miku dreamed of the observatory theater once again.

I saw the boy lying on the moon model once again.

"We meet again." That's what should have been said.

But when the curtain was drawn back, another pale white figure emerged.

Yuki Ryou's originally cold, dark gold eyes closed the moment she noticed this uninvited guest.

It seems that seeing Him makes one feel nauseous.

Or perhaps... they simply find it troublesome.

A pale white figure approached Miku Miku.

As He walked, one could hear the dense, crisp sound of silver coins clinking together.

"Who are you?" Misaki asked cautiously.