Tokyo Psychic

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An and Subaru walked slowly in front of Akira Kurusu.

Backstage, she actually changed back into Xiujin's school uniform.

Short-sleeved shirt, short skirt, thick black stockings, and small leather shoes.

Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders, accentuating her slender and graceful figure.

The well-proportioned legs beneath the skirt were accentuated by the stockings, making them appear even more slender.

As the skirt flutters, it subtly echoes the edge of the stockings, highlighting the whiteness of the thigh skin. The glimpses of skin subtly reveal the beauty and purity of adolescence, showcasing the "mysterious realm" that can captivate any man with normal aesthetic sense.

She walked lightly, the heels of her leather shoes clicking crisply on the stone slabs, which, along with the sound of rain outside, became an unforgettable memory in her long youth.

Even when it was Akira, his eyes couldn't help but follow An and Subaru's skirts—of course, he wouldn't do that with any stranger. It was purely because An and Subaru were his girlfriend; if his girlfriend deliberately put on such a seductive act and he didn't appreciate it, that would be his fault as her boyfriend.

An and Subaru are well aware of their beauty, but deep down they are very conservative girls.

However, overly beautiful girls always want their charm to be appreciated by others, so Akira Kurusu must take responsibility and be the only audience for An and Subaru when their vanity needs to be satisfied.

Anhe Subaru gently brushed aside the stray hairs falling from her temples, then suddenly turned and looked at her boyfriend's face with her dark purple eyes.

"lotus."

They had arrived at their destination, and An and Subaru softly called out her boyfriend's name.

"What's wrong?" The phantom thief quickly caught up.

An and Subaru simply held his shoulders and tiptoed slightly to kiss the corner of his mouth.

"I told you, I couldn't hold back anymore."

Akira Kurusu embraced Anwa Subaru's slender waist.

When I pulled the girl into my arms, I could clearly feel her warmth and softness.

An and Subaru closed their eyes contentedly and pressed their faces against Akira Kurusu's palm like cats.

"Thinking about it, we haven't tried that yet..."

She said in a slightly trembling voice.

The words naturally describe the only missing element in Anwa Subaru and Kurusu Akira's various ambiguous relationships as a couple.

The two had now arrived at the shrine's main hall, where they would not be disturbed.

The place where offerings of money and silk once took place is now only occupied by the offering boxes and the imperial coins stuck in the walls, and the figures of young boys and girls.

An and Subaru sat down, leaning on the table behind them, seemingly feeling intensely shy and embarrassed.

But she still mustered her courage, pinched the hem of her short skirt, which barely covered her knees, and lifted it slightly before slowly spreading her legs apart towards the boy in front of her.

Just completing this action seemed to have drained her of all her strength.

His body involuntarily leaned backward, resting against the offering box.

Akira Kurusu certainly didn't think it was a shameful thing.

He could have gotten straight to the point and satisfied An and Subaru in the shortest possible time—

But this inevitably makes An and Subaru feel disappointed.

Making your girlfriend feel disappointed in this kind of situation is a huge sin.

So, Akira first grasped Anwa Subaru's slender ankles and took off her leather shoes.

Since the start of the holiday, I have hardly worn leather shoes, and I can hardly smell the leather shoes themselves. There is only the smell of laundry detergent left in the stockings, and the faint fragrance left on the soles of An and Subaru's feet when they rub their feet with shower gel every day.

Slowly move your fingertips upwards along your ankle.

Finally, he lifted An and Subaru's thighs, stood up, and then bent down again.

The aroma was made even more intense by body heat.

It's like a sea of ​​flowers bathed in spring rain.

It makes everyone who gets deeply involved forget themselves.

This is called "being so engrossed in something that you forget yourself".

It was precisely because they became so carried away that they sank deeper and deeper into trouble.

......

An and Subaru's knees instinctively tried to come together because of the stimulation.

But she failed.

Her eyes trembled, closing and opening again, misty with tears, so moist, as if filled with joy and shyness.

She covered her mouth with her hand, suppressing her increasingly short and hot breaths.

Her waist began to tremble unnaturally.

The trembling gradually intensified.

Finally, after a rather long period of time.

An and Subaru's eyes widened.

She forgot to cover her mouth, and just looked up at the sky like a drowning fish, gasping for breath unconsciously.

If the shrine did not enshrine Muramaru, perhaps the deity behind the scenes would have cursed them for their blasphemy in the temple.

Thinking this, An and Subaru stretched out their hands toward Akira Kurusu.

An unspoken understanding led Akira Kurusu to raise her hand and interlock her fingers with Subaru An's without exchanging words or looking up.

He helped An and Subaru to their feet, and the girl took the opportunity to hug Akira Kurusu, burying his head completely in the sea of ​​flowers...

The sound of rain suddenly intensified.

259. That's quite a life!

PM.6:28

Tokyo.

Although Akira Kurusu is not in Tokyo, his legend is everywhere in Tokyo.

As ATLUS's top pick for new talent of the year, his personal information was naturally featured on various online encyclopedias and social media platforms.

Passersby are first amazed that this new idol is actually a super popular light novel author, and then they are stunned by the gossip about the "Heiress of the Tsurumaki Group" and the "Heiress of the Toyokawa Group".

What kind of person is this, that he could win the hearts of two young ladies from prestigious families while being an artist?

He couldn't wait to scroll down the encyclopedia page, determined to find out exactly who this guitarist of "End Band" and "Red Ginger Band" really was...

"Maybe this guy actually has a powerful background and is just a rich kid who's enjoying life because of his illustrious family."

The claim that Akira Kurusu was a rare business genius has a certain degree of credibility.

Maybe it's just because he's too handsome that the young lady has her eye on him.

What does it mean that he got full marks on all the monthly tests for a whole semester, and his joint entrance exam score broke through the admission line of Tokyo University?

It turns out he was a reserve member of the Tokyo University Celestial Dragons.

I am truly sorry for my disrespect.

In the gymnasium's locker room, Kasumi Yoshizawa overheard the gymnastics team girls chattering excitedly by their lockers about the sudden emergence of "Akira Kurusu".

She did try to recall the memorable youthful experiences she shared with Akira Kurusu, but when the boy's name flashed through her mind, the first thing that came to mind was the time she spent with him at Kichijoji Temple in Asakusa last week.

It's truly a pity.

If it weren't for his father's constant urging, he might have already successfully brought Jin along to spend the night with him.

Perhaps it stems from a possessive desire within a romantic relationship, or perhaps it's the lingering feeling after a sufficiently romantic date.

Yoshizawa Kasumi always regretted that they hadn't been able to take their relationship to the final step that day.

Hearing the girls on the gymnastics team talking about the boy who was becoming more and more popular every day in the locker room made her feel increasingly uncomfortable.

Upon careful reflection, my understanding of Akira Kurusu seems to have moved beyond the mere admiration and affection I felt during my adolescence.

Instead, it's because of the heroic aspect of being saved from a car accident by the other person in another memory.

If Akira Kurusu hadn't appeared, perhaps he would have pushed his sister away forcefully the moment the crisis occurred, and then...

Upon realizing this, Yoshizawa Kasumi immediately fell into a state of profound unease.

"Sister!" came the younger sister's call from beside her.

Kaori Yoshizawa turned her head and saw that Sumire Yoshizawa, who had finished taking a shower, had changed out of her gymnastics uniform and was now dressed in summer clothes, short sleeves and shorts, wearing a pair of white sneakers. She looked as clean and beautiful as a rose that had just been bathed in rain.

She smiled and opened her arms to hug her younger sister, who was rushing towards her and acting cute.

"Jin, what's wrong?"

"The coach said that considering our academic grades won't fall too much behind at the start of next semester, the training will be moved to a classroom next to Shibuya!"

This means they will have to rent a place to live next to the new classroom from now on.

Since their parents both work during the week, moving to a place some distance away from home meant that the sisters, Kaori and Sumire, would have to rent their own place and figure out how to manage their daily lives.

No one will help cook at night or prepare lunch boxes in the morning anymore.

Even when she wants to be cute, she can only contact her seniors via mobile phone.

Thinking about it that way, it doesn't seem quite right for Yoshizawa Sumire to show such a happy smile.

Looking at the shy smile in her younger sister's eyes, Fang Zexia immediately guessed that she must have found a place to rent on her own.

Near Xiujin, rent a room... Yoshizawa Kasumi learned of Yoshizawa Sumire's plans.

"They actually contacted their senior in secret!"

His words carried a strong sense of indignation.

Yoshizawa Sumire chuckled, "Senior has already agreed! She said she can help us find a good room at 'Fujiki-ju' when the time comes."

"Sooner or later, everyone in the Phantom Thieves will have to move in," said Kasumi Yoshizawa, her voice tinged with deep frustration.

“Then we can be considered ‘first come, first served’.” Compared to her older sister, Yoshizawa Sumire, who is more introverted, has a deep interest in reading.

Of course, she was just a high school freshman girl who was not yet sixteen years old, so her so-called "reading" was mostly romance comics or light novels.

She has a very high yearning for love, a pure, romantic, and even sacred topic of adolescence.

And this longing, as the identity of the object to which she placed all her romantic fantasies changed time and time again, turned into an obsession that was almost a faith.

Yoshizawa Sumire now recalls her initial aversion and resistance towards Kurusu Akira in this timeline, and also remembers her wavering in the previous timeline...

It's inevitable to feel ashamed because of this.

Although she is not as bold as her sister in general, when it comes to making a choice in love, she is the one who can muster the courage to take the first step.

But once she takes this step, she becomes uncertain about how to proceed.

These sisters truly complement each other in terms of personality.

With Yoshizawa Sumire's help, Yoshizawa Kasumi took off her gym uniform and changed into summer clothes while talking to her younger sister, "It seems that Fujiki Kyori and Momoka didn't go to Kyoto with their senior. Since we're renting a place, we should finish it quickly during the holidays, otherwise we won't have much free time after school starts."

Yoshizawa Sumire found the pair of sneakers her sister had kept in the closet and said with deep agreement, "We're definitely going to cause them trouble! We should treat them to dinner after we successfully move in."

"Yes, of course!" Yoshizawa Kasumi was delighted with her younger sister's growth.

At this moment, the two women who were talking about "Miss Ryo" and "Miss Momoka" were arguing in Fujiki-ju.

Calling it an argument is a bit of an exaggeration, but nothing nice was said.

That's how it is with songwriting and lyric writing in a band; everyone has their own style and ideas, and if there's even a slight disagreement, everyone has to express their own opinions.

Fortunately, Toyokawa Shoko went to Tokyo with Kurusu Akira for summer vacation.

Otherwise, there would be another mouth to argue with them.

Yamada Ryo leaned against the air conditioner with his arms crossed, repeatedly muttering about the opening notes of the two choruses, feeling dissatisfied with them no matter what.

Kawara Momoka sat at the dining table, which was piled high with takeout bags. Her phone could be glimpsed through the bags, and on the screen was a new song that was about to be reworked even before it was born.

Since Akira Kurusu and a group of virtuous and reliable girls left Tokyo, the two in room 303 have been living entirely on takeout.

When they were talking about lyrics, the phrase "home delivery service" suddenly came up. The two of them looked at the table full of packaging bags, and suddenly felt a pang of sadness, forgetting their argument.

"I really miss Xiangzi's cooking."