Tokyo Psychic

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The girls instinctively avoided Metty's gaze, pretending they hadn't heard anything.

“First of all, I’m not a lolicon.” Akira Kurusu took a deep breath. “Secondly, Metath, you shouldn’t be making such a racket in the carriage. It’s bothering other people.”

“But Subaru-neechan says you’re a lolicon.” Metathia had a strange obsession with things that were oddly obvious.

"She was just joking."

As soon as she finished speaking, Motis jumped up, grabbed the back of the chair, and tried to climb over to Qixiao's side.

This dangerous action startled Akira, who quickly threw the potato chips to Iori Rin, who was standing to the side, and then pulled Motis into her arms.

Motis laughed heartily, happily hugging Lai Qixiao's neck and planting a quick kiss on his lips. "Hehe, I love Lian the most! Now, if you kiss me, you can play with my feet! You can even take off your socks!"

Under the shocked gaze of Izanagi and the increasingly disdainful and helpless stares of the surrounding girls, Akira Kurusu was utterly heartbroken.

How can he prove his innocence then?

Well, things have already come to this point, let nature take its course.

Akira Kurusu played with Motis's delicate little feet, which were encased in cute white socks, making the girl cry out, "It tickles! ...I regret it! Stop tickling me there!"

After a while, her voice quickly softened, and finally, blushing, she leaned softly on Akira Kurusu's shoulder and said, "I told you, you have to kiss me first before you can touch me..."

Although the personality has switched, the physical weaknesses remain exactly the same. Whether it is Wakaba Mutsu or Motis, Kurusu Akira only needs to provoke those areas slightly to make her lose all will to struggle and obediently let him do as he pleases.

Lai Xixiao lowered her head and kissed Motisi's forehead, and the girl became shy and bashful, "I want to kiss you again."

As she spoke, Motis reached out and poked her slightly chubby cheek with her finger. "Here, I want it here."

Akira Lai did as instructed.

Motis poked her lip again, "I want this too."

"Kurasu Akira should do as instructed."

The girl giggled incessantly, her cheeks flushed, "More! More!" But she couldn't persuade Lai Qixiao in the end, so she went over and hugged Lai Qixiao, nibbling at her here and there.

"You two... ugh, so cheesy!!!" Jingqin Rencai, who was sitting next to them, was furious.

There's no way the carriage will ever be as quiet as it was before.

......

Lift the curtain and step into the last carriage.

The passengers resting here are the idol group "Sumimi" and their assistants who are traveling with them to Saitama Prefecture.

Kurata Mashiro looked at the triangular Hatsune Miku, and the smile on her face began to falter.

Thanks to Ferremon's gift, Kurata Mashiro can see deeper things than ordinary people, even than Personas.

For example, at this moment, she saw the surging jealousy emanating from Miku Miku's body gradually twisting into a massive entity resembling a palace.

Mitsukasa, who was staring at her phone screen, noticed Kurata Mashiro's gaze and looked up at her with a professional smile.

"Good afternoon, Kurata-senpai."

"Good afternoon..." Kurata Mashiro looked at Misaki Miku's smile, but felt embarrassed and kept backing away.

"Is there something you need, senior?"

"Ah... I heard you guys like donuts, so I bought a box before getting on the bus."

"You can just put it on that table over there! Thank you for your kindness!"

For a moment, it was hard to tell the relationship between them as host and guest. However, after putting down the box of donuts and leaving the carriage, Kurata Mashiro felt a sense of relief.

......

Miku Miku kept staring at Kurata Mashiro's back until it completely disappeared from sight.

Her partner was already sleeping peacefully with an eye mask on. Being an idol is tough. It requires practicing dance, body shaping, learning various musical instruments, and also honing singing skills and taking care of one's voice...

Especially when attending concerts or other events that require appearing in front of the camera, the behind-the-scenes intricacies become even more complex.

It is not only a test of the idol's personal qualities, but also a test of the various conflicts and games of interest among the agencies behind the scenes.

However, Miku Miku's feelings are complicated right now.

She knew that everything she had to do after arriving in Saitama Prefecture could not be kept secret from anyone.

Even so, she was still determined to do it.

After all... that was Miku's only legitimate chance to get close to Shoko Toyokawa.

The thought of sharing the same stage, the same dressing room, and even the same backstage dressing room with Toyokawa Shoko filled me with a sense of excitement and awe, like a devout believer finally reaching the temple.

Then, the thought that Toyokawa Shoko already had a boyfriend, and that they had spent many nights lying in the same bed together that she couldn't even imagine, caused the hatred of the defilement and the theft of the divine to swell rapidly in Misaki Misaki's heart.

I wanted to cry and kneel on the ground, begging for Toyokawa Shoko's forgiveness, even if it meant being scolded or insulted.

He wanted to kiss the tips of her shoes without any restraint, to lick the dirt that had stuck to the soles of her shoes... All sorts of filthy and even disgusting thoughts that he would never normally have surged up.

Because Mitsuka Miku clearly knows...

Now, I would definitely be ignored by Toyokawa Shoko.

This is something that terrifies her even more than being "hated," but it has already become a reality.

When getting on the bus, Miku Miku had already tried to greet Shoko Toyokawa.

She had imagined countless possibilities, imagining that Toyokawa Shoko would show disgust or disdain, and also imagining that Toyokawa Shoko would forgive her sins with saintly compassion... but she never expected that Toyokawa Shoko would treat her as if she didn't exist.

Yes, Miku ...

The smile that she took for granted as the hope of her life would never be shown to her again, nor would the contempt and disgust that she took for granted as punishment ever appear again... She was forever banished from the sight of her own god.

Thinking about how all her accumulated piety and dedication, and everything she had placed her hopes on, had vanished like bubbles, Miku felt like she was about to go crazy.

My heart felt like it had been pierced by countless red-hot steel needles, with scalding blood gushing from these wounds and rapidly accumulating in my chest cavity, causing a suffocating and excruciating pain.

I turned my head to look out the window, and a beautiful face was vaguely reflected in the glass.

That beautiful face, praised by countless fans online, was now filled with a twisted jealousy.

Misaki Miku is jealous of Akira Kurusu, jealous that he can possess Shoko Toyokawa without restraint and doesn't cherish her, jealous...

She was jealous of everything about him.

Mitsukasa Mitsukasa must destroy Akira Kurusu; only then will she have a chance to win back Shoko Toyokawa.

In order to achieve this goal.

She could make the entire band at the concert a casualty of it all—

Even now, Misaki Misaki has never considered whether Toyokawa Shoko could truly accept such a twisted and abnormal same-sex relationship if she were to destroy Kurusu Akira.

She dared not imagine it in that direction, nor could she think about it that way.

Once Misaki realized that Toyokawa Shoko couldn't possibly have such distorted feelings for the same sex, she knew that she had completely lost even her reason to live.

Perhaps she had better options before, but now that she has offended the Toyokawa family and Akira Kurusu... she has nowhere else to go.

Shoko Toyokawa became more and more dazzling and beautiful each day, and she stood in the spotlight selling the benefits of her youth. When she was no longer eagerly followed by her fans, she would lose even the only identity that allowed her to share common ground with Shoko Toyokawa, who loved bands.

I want to talk to her, I want to see her smile, I want to smell her scent, I want to feel her body temperature...

But all of this is now just wishful thinking.

They didn't even have the right to fantasize in front of her; they had to do everything they could to present themselves as normal in order to avoid being driven back to that artificial island.

Miku Miku gets nothing from the triangle.

Aside from fantasizing about becoming Akira Kurusu, being able to intimately accompany Shoko Toyokawa, and doing any despicable things to that girl as pure as moonlight.

She shakily stood up, holding onto the chair for support.

A sudden flash of murky thought crossed my mind...

What if we just destroyed Toyokawa Shoko?

Thinking of this, Misaki Miku's breathing became hot and rapid.

Destroy everything that Toyokawa Shoko trusted and loved, twisting her into a puppet who could only survive on her own.

Dolls are so nice...

Miku Miku covered her burning nose. A doll that cannot speak or feel anything can withstand any desire or filth. Most importantly... that means never betraying and eternal companionship.

......

Miku Miku stepped out of the train carriage and, in the restroom, redialed the phone number entrusted to her by the international hacker organization "Megiddo".

She wanted to ask the hackers to redo the task she hadn't finished that noon, even if it was a bit more demanding.

As for whether the "End Band" really had messy romantic relationships, that's no longer important.

Since Toyokawa Shoko cares so much about the band.

Miku Miku's first step is to destroy her favorite band—

Then came the entire concert, and then all her close friends.

Miku Miku no longer cares what kind of punishment she will face in the end for doing all this.

The law doesn't matter anymore.

Money, freedom, and even life no longer matter.

All she wanted was Toyokawa Shoko.

......

Miku Miku opened the toilet door.

Toyokawa Shoko happened to be waiting nearby.

This chance encounter left Misaki looking down as if struck by lightning, and she hurriedly ran away.

She feared that if she didn't escape soon, she would hysterically reveal her twisted feelings for Toyokawa Shoko.

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(This counts as yesterday's update. I've already posted a screenshot of why it's so late in the reader group; it's not my fault, those who know, know. Anyway, eight chapters complete.)

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202. About Betrayal (Part 2)

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The bands and groups that were going to perform were all arranged by the organizers to rest in a hotel near Seibu Dome.

Thanks to arrangements made by the local authorities, the prices of the services provided have been kept to a minimum while still offering the highest level of treatment.

After all, concerts can always generate a lot of tourism revenue for a local area.

Once you leave the station, a shuttle bus is already waiting at the station exit to pick you up.

It was dusk, the sky was ablaze with the fiery red of twilight, the dark green wheat fields were serene in the warm evening breeze, and sparse power lines connected houses near and far.

Marble floor tiles, glass and steel skyscrapers, the shadows of young men and women, along with the rumble of suitcase wheels on the ground, walk toward the hotel, chatting and laughing all the way.

The musical instruments have been delivered to the rehearsal room backstage by the organizers.

Upon entering the booked hotel, the assistant went up to communicate with the guests.

After the band finished playing... a group from the "Mental Health Education Department" boarded the elevator.

After leaving the elevator, Akira Kurusu held Motis's hand with her left hand and Iori Rencai's hand with her right. The hallway was a bit crowded, and the girls' noise made it even more annoying.

Pushing open the door and placing her suitcase against the wall, Akira watched as Motis naturally kicked off her shoes and rolled around on the bed. Izanagi, with a serious expression, wanted to teach her a lesson, but Akira felt even more helpless.

"Taking care of a child must be troublesome, right?" Anhe Mao asked Lai Qixiao with a smile.

The "presidential suite" was laid out with four bedrooms and two living rooms. After a brief discussion, it was decided that Iori Rina and Kawara Momoka would sleep in one room, Wakaba Mutsu and Toyokawa Shoko in another, Yamada Ryo and Iji Chikatsu in a third, and she would sleep with An and Subaru... Akira Kurusu looked at Metath rolling around on her bed and knew that the plan had changed.

Yamada Ryo walked past the door carrying his suitcase, giving Kurusu Akira the middle finger with a hint of disdain.

This was the second time that Izayoi Ryo had seen him make this gesture, and she was even more curious.

"Liang, what does this gesture mean?"