Tokyo Psychic

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Suddenly, I saw Akira Kurusu turn around and walk quickly towards me.

Jing Qinren instinctively shrank back, trying to hide her phone behind her back.

Akira Kurusu bypassed Serina Izumi and grabbed her wrist.

Jingqin Rencai bit her lip, looking at Laixi Xiao with a very aggrieved and resistant expression.

But this resistance gradually softened.

When Akira Kurusu earnestly asked her for her phone, Nina Iserina practically handed it to him voluntarily.

"Hello, this is Amamiya." Akira Kurusu politely introduced herself first.

As Ishigaki Akira watched Kurusu Akira talking to her father on her phone, Ishigaki felt that something was off, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

He held the receiver to his ear while reaching into Jing Qinrencai's pocket.

The girl was stiff and dared not move, but when Akira was about to touch her underwear through the very thin fabric, she gently pushed his elbow.

"The headphones are on the other side," Jingqin Rencai reminded in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Jingqin Rencai had tried to stop him, but she hadn't used enough force and it had no effect at all. Laixi Xiao's fingertips gently brushed against her underwear through the fabric... At that moment, she trembled all over and involuntarily shivered a few more times, her fair and lovely face quickly turning red.

There was a busy tone on the phone, as if someone else had hung up.

Akira Kurusu felt relieved and continued to bully Serina Izayoi.

"Why haven't you found your earphones yet..." Jingqin Rencai was almost crying, her cheeks were so red that you could feel the astonishing heat just by looking at them.

Akira Kurusu deliberately rubbed the base of Serina Izayoi's thigh with his index fingernail, then slowly moved it deeper. The girl didn't suspect he was being mischievous at all. She just curled up slowly, looking at him with teary eyes, almost desperately trying to suppress a scream, "Where are you going to touch me? I already told you the earphones are in the other pocket!"

No one had ever touched that private place before, not even when I was taking a bath with my older sister.

Iori Renna glared angrily at Kurusu Akira, almost holding back tears, but even though she was so ashamed and angry, she still didn't raise her voice or hit Kurusu Akira hard.

They're best friends, he definitely didn't do it on purpose. Izare Rina genuinely believed that Kurusu Akira wasn't the type to deliberately take advantage of girls.

After all... after all, he's the mind thief who saved my life!

The naive girl idolizes superheroes like the Phantom Thief, who upholds justice. He's also her savior, best friend, after-school tutor, band guitarist, and "caretaker"...

Sometimes, Izayoi also wondered if she really was too careless towards Akira Kurusu.

For example, this time when they spent the night in the same suite, while soaking in the large bathtub, she knew there was another boy under the eaves, but she was too lazy to even close the door.

It's like he saw her naked and it wasn't a particularly serious thing... Of course, the thought was just a fleeting thought. If something similar really happened in reality, Izayoi would be angry to some extent.

...but it was just anger.

Akira Kurusu probably realized that she had stepped on the edge of Nina Izare's rampage, so she pulled her hand out, muttering to herself, "Actually, I also want to stop as soon as possible, but unfortunately Nina deliberately bent over, which makes it easy to touch places that girls would feel are crossing the line."

This makes it sound as if a boy casually putting his hand into the pocket of a girl's shorts isn't considered crossing a line.

However, Serina Ii really didn't feel any distance from Akira Kurusu at all.

Akira Kurusu reached into the other pocket of Serina Izayoi's pants and took out a pair of earphones.

"What do you want with these headphones from me?"

"After all, it's a phone call with your parents, and we need you to be listening in the background. Using speakerphone would be too conspicuous and could easily disturb others, so wearing headphones is more convenient."

“Oh…” Jing Qinrencai nodded, somewhat bewildered.

Sitting on the same chair with a boy, putting wired headphones on each other's ears in an overly intimate way, and then talking on the phone with parents... this was an unprecedented experience for Izana.

It made her feel a thrilling yet awkward sensation, like her blood was boiling.

......

Izuru Izayoi never imagined that the first time he would hear another boy's voice on his daughter's phone would be in such a bewildering way.

Two distinct breathing sounds came through the receiver: one clear and steady, the other relatively muffled but rapid and intermittent. Clearly, this wasn't a phone call being made by holding the phone to the ear, but rather lips being placed into the microphone.

But why are you holding your phones so close to each other's lips? Are you hugging each other?

In fact, although they weren't actually hugging, the distance between them wasn't much different.

In order to remind Lai Qixiao through a whisper during a necessary conversation, Jingqin Rencai deliberately sat on his lap—actually, she sat on half of her buttocks, so it wasn't really a "throwing herself into his arms".

After all, the headphone cord is too short, and even when sitting close together, there will be some pulling sensation due to the movement when talking.

However, this sitting posture was still too tiring, and soon Ishigami Renna sat in Kurusu Akira's lap.

When she saw Akira Kurusu's hand reflexively wrap around her waist, her face flushed even redder. But fearing that her protests would arouse suspicion from her father on the other end of the phone, she had no choice but to obediently maintain her original sitting posture.

This child's physique is truly a chaotic mix of "slender," "thin," and "petite."

Akira Kurusu hugged Serina Izayoi's slender waist, which was still quite spacious despite being wrapped around her, and couldn't help but play with her flat stomach through her clothes with his fingers while answering the phone.

Jing Qinrencai doesn't have a regular exercise routine, so she doesn't have particularly beautiful abdominal lines. However, she is so thin that she doesn't have an ounce of fat. If you touch her entire waist, you'll find that it's quite flexible no matter where you go.

Faced with Akira Kurusu's bullying, Nina Izayoi just had tears in her eyes, her red cheeks puffed up, and then she lowered her head as if sulking, watching Akira Kurusu's hand "accidentally" slip into her T-shirt.

She suddenly shuddered and desperately tried to break free and escape.

However, as if on purpose, Akira Kurusu suddenly held the phone, which was on a call, to her ear, causing Nina Igarashi to freeze and then reluctantly give up all struggles.

Almost on the verge of tears, Iori Rina turned around, feeling wronged, confused, and even angry, staring at Kurusu Akira with teary eyes.

But the other party only responded with an apologetic look, which made Jingqin Rencai's little emotions dissipate a lot.

Sure enough, he didn't do it on purpose... Izayoi felt Akira Kurusu's hand slowly slide into her shorts, even brushing against the edge of her underwear, while still pressed against her slightly sweaty abdomen, but then it didn't move again... Even with Izayoi's trust in Akira Kurusu, it was hard to completely believe that this was an "unconscious" action, but she still forced herself to believe it.

Feeling the heat emanating from the hand radiating from her lower abdomen, very close to her most intimate area, Izaya almost trembled as she shrank back, trying to use her body's shadow to block Akira Kurusu's hand from reaching into her clothes. Especially when other girls from different girl bands walked away together in front of her, an electric shock-like sensation immediately ran through her body...

After a while, the heat began to spread slowly, gradually penetrating the body and slowly melting away the solidified substances.

They accumulate little by little, sink little by little, and then begin to search for an outlet at the very bottom of their bodies.

Jingqin Rencai trembled incessantly as she desperately fought against this strange, unprecedented feeling. Her consciousness was gradually eroded, and she could no longer even hear the conversation between Kurusu Akira and her father, who were so close to her.

He simply put his hand under his stomach, he simply had a girl walk by, he simply...

Why is this happening?

Jing Qinrencai was overwhelmed with shock and confusion, but the overwhelming feeling of something "about to burst forth" made her tremble, and she had to grit her teeth to endure it.

My father's voice came through the headphones so clearly.

But they could no longer understand their conversation.

Then the person on the other end of the phone suddenly changed; it turned out to be his own sister.

The change in sound inevitably attracted Jing Qinrencai's attention.

Just as she was trying to use her remaining rationality to decipher her sister's words...

Surprisingly, that cheerful voice asked with such curiosity, "Amamiya-san, are you dating Iori?"

A deafening roar, like a bolt from the blue, pierced through the air.

Jing Qinren covered her mouth, and a sob, which she was desperately trying to suppress, escaped from her throat.

Then, the wet feeling began to spread, even extending completely to the bottom of the dark black shorts.

Realizing her loss of composure, Izuru's pupils swayed violently, her body trembled even more, her abdomen ached so much that she could barely stand upright, and all her consciousness seemed to evaporate.

She suddenly fell backward, landing on Akira's chest, her eyes wide open, her pupils unfocused as she stared at the dim ceiling, her breath coming in rapid, hot gasps, her waist trembling like a mudskipper.

Even Ishigami Rina couldn't bring herself to apologize to Kurusu Akira.

In those few seconds when her consciousness was completely scattered, she didn't notice that Akira's hand took the opportunity to continue to penetrate deeper, but quickly withdrew.

Once Ishigami Rina regained some consciousness and realized her current predicament, all she wanted was to disappear from this world cleanly and decisively.

"Let me kill myself." Her lips trembled as she looked at Akira Kurusu with utter despair.

Actually, Jingqinrencai never seriously attended a physiology class—

She skipped her physiology class in junior high school because she was too playful.

When I entered high school, my parents told me that physiology class was very important, and I originally wanted to listen carefully.

Unfortunately, I happened to be bullied at school, so I missed it again.

Jing Qinrencai's limited knowledge of physiology came from the blushing discussions among her female classmates after class.

She couldn't understand why she had suddenly become strange, nor could she understand what that hidden, suppressed, and restrained passion, which had suddenly taken root and burst forth from the depths of her heart, was... She also had no idea that she was not actually "incontinent" at the moment.

Akira Kurusu had finished communicating with Serina Izayoi's older sister. He then hung up the phone, looked down at the moist, sticky, translucent liquid between his right fingers, and fell into deep thought.

I vaguely felt a bit hot, but I managed to endure it well.

He noticed that Izanagi Rina's expression was as if she wanted to find a rooftop to perform an aerial acrobatic act. He was also surprised that this girl could suppress herself to such an extent... She had clearly developed feelings for someone beyond romance many times. It was one thing to deceive others, but what kind of behavior was it to keep deceiving herself?

“Nina didn’t actually wet her pants,” Akira Kurusu tried to explain to Nina Izari.

"Kill me..." came the weak reply.

Seeing the utterly dejected look on Izana's face, Akira Kurusu felt both annoyed and amused, but she didn't dare to use any harsh words. Instead, she used a coaxing tone, "It's really not that I wet my pants. You probably didn't smell that special odor, did you?"

“Then…” A glimmer of light appeared in Jing Qinren’s eyes, which had been ashen with despair.

“For very close friends of the opposite sex, this is actually proof of intimacy,” Akira Kurusu said, half-jokingly.

"This...this is too strange."

“If you suddenly do this in public, it will definitely be considered very rude, right? And your pants are wet too.” Jing Qinren turned around like an ostrich, burying her burning face in his chest.

Akira Kurusu patted Serina Ii's back, "If it's just the two of you in private, there won't be any problem."

"I only put my hand on it... why did it turn out like this?" Izare Nina asked hesitantly.

Akira Kurusu was almost feeling guilty for deceiving the child, but considering Nina Igarashi's naivety, she went against her conscience and said, "This is actually proof of our friendship."

Do you do this with girls too?

"I'm not sure, but there's a chance," Akira Kurusu replied vaguely.

Jing Qinrencai just frowned and said, "My stomach feels really uncomfortable."

Akira Kurishi felt even more guilty. "It's okay, it's your first time experiencing this, it's normal to feel uncomfortable."

Then he helped Jing Qinrencai up.

Originally, Ishigami Renna wanted to walk on her own, but she immediately felt a strong soreness in her lower abdomen and helplessly clung to Kurusu Akira's arm.

You can see a thin stream of water slowly meandering down the inside of the shorts, along the fair and slender thigh, past the delicate bend of the leg, and then disappearing completely.

She instinctively squeezed her noodle-like legs together, feeling as if something hot would continue to seep out from them.

The two walked like this for a while, and then Izare Nina suddenly asked Kurusu Akira, "How can I do this again? I... I have no idea how this is done."

"It has to be someone you consider your best friend, and it can only be done in a very private setting."

"Oh...do we have to touch those very embarrassing places?"

"I didn't encounter it."

"I know you didn't run into it!" Jingqinrencai protested. "I was just asking you!"

"If you encounter it, it might be more efficient; otherwise, you'll have to endure for more than ten minutes like before this 'symbol' appears."

"But you're a boy."

Akira Kurusu observed the eager yet hesitant expression on Serina Izayoi's face and gently coaxed her, "If I sit behind you and don't look at you at all, it should be fine. And if you're really shy, I can use a special tool instead of my hands to touch you directly."

"Well... let's find a quiet place next time and try again properly," said Izuru Rina, her face flushed and her manner very awkward.

“Oh right, I almost forgot to tell you,” Akira Kurusu reminded Serina Ii, “this is a secret that can only be shared with your closest friend. You can’t tell anyone else.”

What would happen if I told someone else?

"That means the proof of friendship is invalid, and you will lose your best friend."

"It sounds like magic, it must be fake!"

"You try it if you dare."

"Hmph, I won't tell anyone. It's a secret between us, and you're not allowed to tell anyone else."

"..."

The two then went back to the hotel to change clothes.

Akira Kurusu is preparing to attend Motoyo Nagasaki's birthday party.

Jingqin Rencai planned to find Anhe Mao to play video games for a while.