Tokyo Psychic

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Meanwhile, Akira's hand took the opportunity to move up and down Yamada Ryo's waist.

His right hand slipped inside her slightly damp vest and continued upwards, grasping her well-proportioned breasts through her bra.

His left hand then slipped between Yamada Ryo's legs, gently rubbing the girl's untouched private area through her underwear.

Yamada Ryo's breathing suddenly quickened.

Her buttocks lifted slightly, and her back straightened.

This unprecedented feeling of strangeness, along with Akira Kurusu's excessively gentle caresses of her sensitive areas, made Ryo Yamada tremble uncontrollably.

She instinctively wanted to escape, but was pinned to the bed by Akira Kurusu's body, unable to move due to her weight.

Too close, Yamada Ryo could clearly feel the strong muscle contours of Kurusu Akira.

A surge of heat uncontrollably rushed to her face, gradually covering her entire face with a blush.

"Wait a minute..." Yamada Ryo finally realized something was wrong.

She could clearly sense that she was becoming strange.

Then, in a voice completely different from her usual self, one that exuded a seductive charm, she whispered, "I don't like this, stop it..."

Akira Kurusu knew that the girl didn't want to run away, so she let her go.

Yamada Ryo hugged Kurusu Akira's shoulders and slowly sat up, his chest heaving and his breathing heavy.

“As expected, that’s Ryo’s weakness,” Akira Kurusu’s hand had already slipped into Ryo Yamada’s panties, exploring her soft crotch again towards that secret source that had never been shown to anyone before.

Yamada Ryo bit her lip, staring silently at the excessively handsome young man in front of her, her blush deepening.

Suddenly, she felt a violent tremor all over her body as if she had been electrocuted. Without any mercy, she opened her mouth and bit down on Lai Xixiao's shoulder, her bright yellow eyes quickly filled with a hazy mist.

"Your underwear is completely wet," Akira Kurusu reminded Ryo Yamada.

His palms were still supporting Yamada Ryo's pert buttocks, and he could clearly feel how intense the trembling was, which traveled from his waist and abdomen to his legs.

And the scalding water splashed into my palms, then seeped through my fingers...

Yamada Ryo, panting, said intermittently, "Help me take it off."

She was already emotionally involved. After hearing her boyfriend have sex with other girls so many times, she inevitably had some latent expectations. Yamada Ryo was not a naive and innocent young lady like Wakaba Mutsu or Toyokawa Shoko, nor was she like Kaname Rakuna or Iori Jinna who hadn't paid any attention to the content of the sex education class.

Ryo Yamada knows what sex is, and he has also learned a lot about it through his exposure to the band atmosphere in middle school.

So today, she has met her first and only person with whom she can put this knowledge into practice.

Akira Kurusu took off Yamada Ryo's completely soaked underwear.

Then he watched as the girl kept unbuckling her belt and then took off her pajama bottoms.

Finally, Yamada Ryo supported Kurusu Akira's shoulder, slowly sat up, and looked at him with his wet eyes.

"Is this okay?" she asked Akira Kurusu, seeking her opinion as if she were in a position that could completely engulf the scalding hot thing.

"You might feel some pain," Akira Kurusu warned.

Yamada Ryo nodded, then plopped down on the floor...

Her bright eyes widened instantly.

Her lips parted, the tearing pain stuck in her throat, and before she could even cry out in pain, her lips were immediately sealed shut by Akira Kurusu.

Akira Kurusu passionately kissed the girl in front of him who had entrusted everything to him, feeling the amazing temperature and heat within her body, and then embraced her tightly.

Yamada Ryo's eyes gradually narrowed.

Her breathing gradually changed from painful trembling to steady and rhythmic.

"It seems...not really...um, it doesn't hurt much anymore." Yamada Ryo said intermittently. She only frowned slightly when her wound was scratched by Kurusu Akira's thrusting movements. Her face was so red that it looked like it could bleed.

Indeed, blood mixed with a semi-transparent liquid slowly flowed out from the point where the two were joined.

It was only then that she realized that it was because Akira Kurisu had been supporting her buttocks with her palms that she hadn't felt too much pain.

This gentle and considerate behavior made Yamada Ryo even more "excited".

She grasped Akira Kurusu's hands, then separated them, and sat down completely under Akira Kurusu's surprised gaze.

The deepest, narrowest, and most sensitive area of ​​her vagina was completely dilated, and this intense stimulation made Yamada Ryo feel as if her soul was about to break free from her body...

"So deep..." She realized that a very soft and narrow area was being touched by Akira Kurusu—it was the cervix.

"I ran into him." Yamada Ryo murmured as if he were about to lose consciousness, accompanied by a violent tremor throughout his body.

She could only lean against Akira's chest, utterly exhausted, all her composure and calmness vanishing.

Each thrust made her scream instinctively, as if she were grasping at a lifeline while falling off a cliff, desperately clinging to Lai Qixiao's shoulders.

228. Round Two

Yamada Ryo woke up.

The sharp pain in her lower abdomen and the aching sensation throughout her body, as if her bones were about to fall apart, clearly told her that she was "growing" on a physical and mental level.

The boy beside him was still fast asleep. Yamada Ryo closed his eyes again, and memories of last night flashed through his mind, causing his breathing to quicken slightly involuntarily.

The phone under the pillow received a message and emitted a clear notification sound.

Ryo Yamada picked up his phone and noticed the timestamp—"8:04".

She was going to be late in twenty-six minutes.

Having been a student for over a decade, I still have some instinct to attend school on time.

As soon as Yamada Ryo made a move, he was immediately enveloped in the warmth of his bed by exhaustion and pain.

It's time to call the school and ask for leave.

She tapped her phone screen and found the teacher's phone number in her contacts...

Normally, asking parents to help communicate about taking leave is the most successful way to do so.

However... Yamada Ryo looked down at Kurusu Akira's hands, which were wrapped around his waist after she woke up, and felt somewhat helpless.

Even Yamada Ryo wouldn't do something as outrageous as running away from home and then telling his parents that he wanted to ask for leave because he spent the night with a boy...

She simply rested her head on Akira Kurusu's shoulder. "Mr. Phantom Thief, do you have the superpower of teleportation? I'm going to be late for school."

"Yes, there is. But can you really attend class normally like this today?" Akira Kurusu stroked Ryo Yamada's flat stomach.

As his fingertips brushed across her warm, smooth skin, waves of itchy, tingling sensations licked at the touches like flames, causing Yamada Ryo to close her eyes and shiver involuntarily.

She looked at Akira Kurusu, who was hugging her, almost with a sigh, "If things continue like this, I'll probably become averse to studying and end up spending every day in bed with you, right?"

I will still encourage you to go to school.

"Could it be that you're saying this specifically because there are other girls who need your company?"

"The work of a mind thief is very busy."

Yamada Ryo stared at him for a moment with some skepticism, "But if that's the case, then isn't Nijika the only one in our band that you haven't messed with yet?"

"indeed."

"Although I have a good relationship with Hongxia, I will not accept appearing in your bed with her."

"Huh?" Akira Kurusu couldn't understand why Ryo Yamada would suddenly say that.

"Xiangzi and Xiaomu must have worked with you, right?" Yamada Ryo muttered to himself. "I don't want to be like them, so I can only accept more than four people."

"Why don't you suggest that I just lock all the band members in the apartment one day and live a life of darkness and chaos?"

"Good idea." Yamada Ryo chuckled, then looked at Kurusu Akira. "I'm suddenly quite interested. I really want to see Renki strip down to his waist and be unable to straighten up."

“I think Nina and Nijika would probably think we’re crazy if they heard this suggestion. Besides, Nina and I aren’t at the point you’re imagining.”

"Okay... but your technique is a bit too skilled?" Yamada Ryo recalled the pleasure of last night, where his soul seemed to melt along with his body, and felt a sour and hot sensation in his lower abdomen.

She finally understood why, when she first started playing in a band, the senior members of those all-female bands had repeatedly warned her never to accept invitations from male colleagues or senior members, or to take drinks offered by them...

This is indeed very addictive.

Especially for rock bands that love to pursue individuality... having an intimate relationship with an excessively outstanding person of the opposite sex seems to be something to brag about?

Yamada Ryo was also somewhat relieved that she had indeed ignored the boys' entanglements and invitations back then.

She hugged Lai Xixiao's neck, shifted her body slightly, and then tilted her face up to kiss the corner of his mouth.

"Although it hurts a lot, I still want to do it again."

Yamada Ryo said earnestly.

Akira Kurusu felt the amazing elasticity and softness of the skin against her body. "The first time was already very intense. If I don't rest properly, I'll get hurt."

"Are you tired?"

"You?"

"Hmph, words are no proof. Try it if you dare." Yamada Ryo's bright yellow eyes blinked. "Otherwise, I'll assume you have kidney deficiency and go buy you some tonics right now."

"Wouldn't you feel embarrassed if you went to the hospital because of an injury in that area?"

“Oh, it’s not embarrassing at all,” Yamada Ryo said with a hint of pride. “A boyfriend’s stamina is something to brag about among girls. I’ve heard plenty of girls comparing themselves to each other after Valentine’s Day.”

"Then you'd better not cry out in pain later."

"Go ahead and try if you dare... Huh?!"

(Around 2 AM, the bonus chapter "Yamada Ryo's First Experience" will be released in the group files of the full subscription group.)

229. Takemi Myo's Invitation to Participate in Drug Trial

Beep beep, beep beep beep...

The alarm clock rang precisely at nine o'clock, and Wu Jianmiao turned off the air conditioner in the bedroom.

She looked at the condensation clinging to the air conditioner unit on the window, her thoughts drifting into a distant realm.

What's a good breakfast option?

As Dr. Takemi was changing his clothes and pondering, there was a rapid knocking on the door.

"Hello! Is anyone home?!"

Takemi Miao quickened her pace as she dressed, hurriedly fastening her belt and donning her white coat before striding towards the clinic's exit. "This is Takemi Internal Medicine Hospital. Are you a patient?"

In the clinic, an anxious-looking man shook his head. "It's this child..." he said, pointing to his daughter sitting on the sofa next to him.

"At first, she just had a persistent cough... She was diagnosed with bronchitis at a large hospital, but no matter what medicine she took, it didn't work, and even after two days of IV fluids, there was no improvement. She had a persistent low-grade fever, no appetite, and was getting thinner and thinner..."

Wu Jianmiao knew perfectly well that the other party had come to visit because of the rumors about her, so she frowned and tried to decline, "But I'm just a community doctor who stays in a small corner. As you can see, there aren't even any staff members here."

The father's expression suddenly became even more anxious, as if he were a drowning person about to see his lifeline slip away. He even disregarded social etiquette and quickly stepped forward to block Wu Jianmiao's retreat, "Please, please wait a moment!"

His eyes, hidden behind his glasses, betrayed a palpable sense of frustration and panic. "I've heard there are many medications that can only be obtained here... Please! I'll pay whatever it takes! Just to take a look! Please!"

This well-dressed middle-aged man, a senior employee who would only bow to a few big company presidents in the workplace, bowed without hesitation to the young woman in front of him who was much younger than him.

Wu Jianmiao subconsciously glanced at the little girl coughing incessantly and looking pained on the chair beside her, then at the flustered man. Her initially resolute attitude wavered, and her mood began to waver...

Her eyes were filled with sadness and helplessness, her thoughts instantly drifting back to a long time ago—when those tragedies occurred because she had used drugs that had not undergone clinical trials without authorization...

Just as Takemi was feeling at a loss, a series of crisp footsteps came from outside the door.

Takemi saw Kurusu Akira appear at the door and took out her phone to check the time—[Am. 10:00].

This guy is really punctual... Takemi Tae bit her lip, thinking that this was just too untimely.

But what frustrated her even more about Akira Kurusu was that this high school student, after entering the clinic, approached the girl in pain on his own, observed her for a while, and then forcefully grasped her father's hands...

Akira Kurusu said solemnly and earnestly, "Please rest assured, Dr. Takemi will definitely cure your daughter."

With his keen intuition, he clearly judged that Wu Jianmiao actually had the ability to heal this little girl who looked to be a middle school student.

However, she seemed to have some unspeakable secrets, or perhaps a rift had formed due to her past experiences, so much so that even with the ability to heal and save lives, she lacked the courage to confront the drugs she had developed herself, along with the past they symbolized.

Wu Jianmiao was not averse to treating patients, nor did she dislike using the drugs she developed for good—she was simply afraid that she would make the same mistake again.

With this kind of mentality, she only needs a little external push to make a quick decision.

Takemi glanced at Akira with slight displeasure, then went back to the counter, found a flashlight and medical cotton swabs, and squatted down in front of the girl.

"Is your vision blurry? Your throat... doesn't seem very swollen."