Tokyo Psychic

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And the lower floors.

Kasumi Yoshizawa took Sumire Yoshizawa's hand and ran out of the classroom.

They are also about to face the gymnastics competition of the school year, and there are countless training plans every day.

But before that...

"Futaba! Want to come and see for yourself?!" The girls eagerly invited Sakura Futaba, who had just transferred to Shujin School.

Sakura Futaba agreed somewhat shyly.

Although she prefers staying at home watching anime and playing games to going out, she prefers staying at home.

But being able to see the happy smiles on my friends' faces, that moment of joy surpassed the comfort of the internet.

......

The area for third-grade students was relatively calm due to the pressure of college entrance exams.

As Okumura Haru walked out of the office carrying a workbook, he saw Niijima Makoto walking towards him.

She noticed the change in the insignia on Makoto Niijima's right arm.

The disciplinary committee member from last semester has been replaced by the student council president after the election a week before the end of summer vacation.

"This one really suits you better, isn't it?"

"Spring, where are you going after school?"

"I've been busy with family matters. I even took the day off yesterday to spend the whole day fooling around with you guys."

Keep it up!

They smiled at each other, then brushed past each other and parted ways.

In the height of summer, the stories of young boys and girls are heading towards their end amidst the mundane routines of daily life.

(Sensitive words, you can tell by the “” symbol, whoever writes it will understand)

291. A Date with Ebisuka Tomo

Ebizuka Tomo is very slender and petite.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe him as "thin and frail".

But actually, because of his band practice and part-time job experience, Ebizuka Satoshi's physical fitness is at least on par with Anwa Subaru.

However, considering that she was a pampered young girl, Lai Xixiao did not dare to let her run around in the hot sun with her.

The activity, ostensibly for "composing material," but actually a "date," began as evening approached.

......

Today, Ebizuka Tomo was dressed in a very cool outfit, with a large bow hair accessory, a princess skirt, and chunky-heeled strappy sandals, revealing her slender arms and legs. Her milky white skin had a faint pink tinge, and in the sunlight, it looked delicate and precious, as cute as a porcelain doll.

She seemed nervous, clutching her shoulder bag and staring somewhat uneasily at the boy who came out of the door.

Akira Kurusu naturally took Tomo Ebizuka's right hand.

Ebizuka Tomo trembled slightly, but did not resist.

Seeing her submissive appearance, Akira Kurishi boldly separated her fingers and tried to hold her hands together with her fingers interlocked.

Ebizuka Tomo silently turned her face away, pretending nothing had happened, but the sudden blush on her cheeks betrayed the emotions flowing in the girl's heart.

And so they left "Fujiki-ju" hand in hand, walking down the quiet afternoon street.

Akira Kurusu noticed that Tomokazu Ebizuka beside her paused for a moment.

"Don't...don't keep looking at my feet." The girl had probably reached her breaking point.

Akira Kurusu then reluctantly looked away—

It's not that he has any particular fetish, but rather that he simply enjoys this gradual sense of "possession."

At first, it was just looking at her shoulders; later, it was sitting on the living room sofa and watching her change clothes; and now, it's being observed closely at close range in a manner that's tantamount to rudeness...

Although she often appears assertive during band practice, this girl is actually surprisingly gentle. The closer the relationship, the more she is able to accept the other person's offenses and bullying.

Of course, taking the first step to establish a normal social relationship with her is very difficult.

Severely insecure, Ebizuka Tomo is always wary of anyone who tries to get close to her.

In short, Akira Kurusu, who successfully intervened in Tomo Ebizuka's life, smoothly and gradually took over her heart, leaving her with no choice but to accept the changes in her life.

Furthermore, Akira Kurusu was indeed an anomaly who could upend her life, and so...

Ebizuka sighed, slowly took Kurusu Akira's arm, and rested his head on his arm.

What should I do now?

The girl looked utterly bewildered, as if talking to herself.

The reddish-brown pupils reflected the clear blue sky, devoid of any clouds.

Lai Xixiao gripped that small, slender hand tightly, then looked down to meet her gaze.

"How does Zhi feel about his life now?"

When Ebizuka Tomo looked at Kurusu Akira, who had suddenly entered his field of vision, his blush deepened, as if he wanted to avoid the question or simply run away.

But all she could do in the end was lower her flushed face and refuse to answer Lai Qixiao.

With no one on the street, Akira could be even bolder in pressing her for an answer—

"Let Zhi continue like this."

That was too direct... Ebizuka Tomo was shaken like never before, but she couldn't deny that Kurusu Akira's words had struck a chord with her deepest expectations.

Akira Kurusu's appearance has fulfilled all of Tomo Ebizuka's needs for life and ideals.

Whether she admits it or not, she is practically unable to leave Akira Kurusu.

Reason told her that she had to respond to Lai Qixiao at this time.

But emotionally, her virginity and reserve made her too ashamed to speak about it.

Akira Kurusu seemed to notice Tomokazu Ebizuka's shyness and embarrassment, so she skipped the topic and said, "Let's go, my recording session at the studio is almost over."

It wasn't until Ebizuka Tomo sat on the back of the motorcycle and hugged Kurusu Akira's waist that he suddenly realized...

Oh no, the recording studio is supposed to be a completely private space where no sound can leak out.

I felt a little scared and uneasy, but I also had a vague sense of anticipation.

......

The recording process for the new song went smoothly.

Everything proceeded with the smoothness that Ebizuka Tomo believed "the perfect Akira Kurusu" should have.

Guitar, bass, drums, and keyboard...

The keyboardist was sitting right next to him, but he did all the work on his own.

Ebizuka Tomo could only watch as Kurusu Akira busied himself.

The atmosphere in the recording studio, with only two people, seemed a little awkward.

Sitting next to Akira Kurusu, Tomo Ebizuka turned to look at his phone, which he had placed next to the sofa to charge, and subconsciously wanted to contact Rupa to ask about today's dinner.

But just as she was about to get up, the boy next to her gently tugged at her wrist.

It was clear that Akira Rai hadn't used any force; one could even say that he had only selectively and loosely grasped her hand.

Her body, however, felt as light as cotton as it floated down...

Tomokazu Ebizuka sat down in Akira Kurusu's lap without even realizing it.

Her eyes widened, her pretty, rosy face filled with panic.

But she didn't resist until the very end, she just obediently curled up her petite body and nestled against Akira Kurusu's chest.

......

Ebizuka Tomo looks like he has no flesh at all, but when you hold him in your arms, you can feel a subtle softness.

Lai Xixiao put his arm around her slender waist and slowly rested his chin on her narrow shoulder.

From this angle, one can see everything beneath her clothes.

Ebizuka Tomo trembled slightly, his eyes tightly closed, displaying a pitiful expression as if he were being taken advantage of by Kurusu Akira.

But the step of taking off her clothes that she had anticipated never came.

A warm sensation spread across her lips.

Akira Kurusu was still holding her as she sat in the office chair. "Satoshi, could you help me a little?"

Ebizuka Tomo slowly opened his hazy, dreamy eyes and looked at the computer screen in front of him. "But... you've already finished recording the keyboard part..."

"Maintaining the status quo has already helped me."

"Is that so..." Ebizuka Tomo could no longer distinguish the changes in the outside world; he could only hear his own heart pounding like a drumbeat.

Occasionally, she could feel the boy's hands slipping under her skirt, moving along her inner thighs, or continuing upwards along her lower abdomen.

But she couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance; she simply submitted to Lai Xixiao's manipulation as if her consciousness were melting away.

(It's almost over. The next chapter will take down Ebizuka Tomo, then the Yoshizawa sisters, then Ijichi Nijika and Shiomi Kotone, and finally the final battle in Mitakihara City.)

(Other female characters who weren't able to be romanced may be added in the epilogue and prequel.)

292. A Night with Ebisuka Tomo

Dusk is the ashes left after the day has burned to its end. On the dim streets, a sweet and soft ambiguity seems to be brewing between the young men and women who lean on each other.

With his flushed face down, Ebizuka Tomo clung to Kurusu Akira's arm in a daze.

After spending the whole day in the recording studio, the slight estrangement and awkwardness that once existed in each other's hearts completely melted away, turning into an inseparable intimacy.

"Finally finished recording the new song, Zhi. Would you like to have dinner with me?"

"Ah... I actually have to talk about this kind of thing..." Ebizuka Tomo suppressed his embarrassment and looked down at his restless toes.

"I...I do."

She still answered.

Even though it was just an agreement to have dinner together, I felt uneasy and embarrassed as if I were making a romantic commitment.

But soon, Ebizuka Satoshi felt a little regretful.

Upon arriving at our destination, we discovered that right across from the upscale restaurant was a couples' hotel.

However, she immediately realized that... Akira Kurusu had never intended to take her to spend the night at the love hotel; it was just a coincidence.

After all, the entire "Fujiki-ju" was his territory.

If someone were really going to do that kind of thing, they certainly wouldn't go to a love hotel in an unfamiliar environment.

Even after they were seated and the waiters started serving the dishes, the girl was distracted, resting her chin on her hand. Her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, and her eyes were like autumn water. Occasionally, when their eyes met, she would look away in a fluster, like a startled deer in the forest.

"What are you thinking about?" Akira Kurusu opened the chopsticks and handed them to Satoshi Ebizuka.

The girl bit her lip, this time not daring to answer.

Only her little red ears, peeking out from between her hair, had a crystal-clear cuteness.

Akira Kurusu could guess Tomokazu Ebizuka's little scheme.

No matter how brave she was in making the decision to leave her hometown, she was still just a fifteen-year-old girl.

At an age when he should be in his first year of high school, he has already experienced the hardships of life and the ups and downs of society, tried to choose between survival and dreams, and spent many nights with the bassist of the band in a cramped, dilapidated apartment with only a few tatami mats.

Everything changed when I used the money I had saved from two months of working to move into "Fujikiju".

Even without Lai Qixiao's initiative today.

Ebizuka Tomoya could never leave the boy who had rescued her from her predicament and distress.

While she wouldn't abandon her modesty and self-respect to actively offer up her purity in that area, at least... she understood that she could no longer like other boys.

If the human heart has a "capacity," then her heart has long been completely occupied by Akira Kurusu.