Tokyo Psychic

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Lai Qixiao walked up to the podium, glanced at her report card, and thought, "Great, I finally got a perfect score."

Then he sighed and walked away with his report card.

Not a single point deducted, first place in the joint exam, are you still not satisfied?

The sight of Akira Kurishi's retreating figure weighed heavily on her heart, like a mountain.

Kawakami Sadaya stared blankly as Kurusu Akira walked away.

Little did he know, Lai Xixiao was regretting that the person who had given him the scholarship was now in jail.

I should have been less serious.

Oh dear, now I'm going to become the most conspicuous person in the whole school again.

He returned to his seat, grumbling.

Faced with Inori Renna's curious gaze, Kurusu Akira handed her the report card in her hand.

Jing Qinren stared wide-eyed at the uniform "100"s on the report card, then stammered as she handed it back.

After briefly announcing some trivial matters, Kawakami Sadahiro left the podium.

The first class this morning was the most soporific civics class.

......

Class lasts for half an hour.

Akira Kurusu, who was catching up on sleep at her desk, was woken up by the continuous vibrations of her phone in her pocket.

He picked up his phone and saw that it was a "diagnostic report" from Takuto Maruki, sent by Mutsu Wakaba.

How do you send this to me? I'm not a doctor.

Akira Kurusu paused for a moment, but still clicked "accept".

However, now that we have this... the promise I made to Wakaba Mutsumi to help her reconcile with Nagasaki Motoyo should be easy to fulfill.

So Akira Kurusu opened Line, found Motoyo Nagasaki, and sent the file directly to her.

[Attic Thinker: Miss Nagasaki, remember to check this document after school.]

(The "Attic Thinker" uploaded "Wakaba Mutsumi - Mental Illness Diagnosis Report".)

[The Attic Thinker: Mu keeps saying she feels guilty and doesn't know how to face you.]

[The Attic Thinker: Almost every time she brings up topics related to you, she says things like "It's all my fault..." and keeps trying to get your forgiveness.]

Unfortunately, given the relatively strict and rigid school rules of Tsukinomori, he was destined to never be able to enjoy a good show during class time.

Akira Kurusu switched screens and happened to see a message from An and Subaru.

[Pleia: Lotus! My results are out!!!]

The girl exclaimed with many exclamation marks to express her excitement.

[The Attic Thinker: What is the deviation value?]

Pleia: 84%!!!

[The Attic Thinker: You'll be raking in awards!]

[The Attic Thinker: Did you specifically message me just for this?]

[Pleia: No, that's not it! I just wanted to ask you about the "special project."]

[The Attic Thinker: The current plan is to stay overnight at a guesthouse by the sea.]

Pleia: Oh, that'll cost a lot of money.

[The Attic Thinker: I'm very rich now.]

Akira Kurusu remembers that DB Library is going to settle his royalties today.

According to that exaggerated figure, even if all the debts were paid off in one go, nearly 20 million would still be left.

In addition, there was the bank card given to me by my maternal grandfather... no, I mean my godfather.

He has now achieved complete financial freedom.

Pleia: Let's discuss it together in the club room after school!

[Pleia: Oh right, should we skip class and go to an internet cafe to play games later?]

Akira Kurusu simply couldn't resist the temptation to squeeze onto the same sofa with his beautiful girlfriend and play video games together.

[The Attic Thinker: Let's set off now.]

Pleia: Okay~

[Pleia: I almost forgot, this is a reward for my boyfriend who likes me—]

(Pleia uploaded a photo.)

When Akira Kurusu clicked on the photo, it was a picture of An and Subaru dressed in sexy maid outfits, taken with their phones in front of a full-length mirror in the bedroom.

He felt a burning sensation on the tip of his nose.

He stood up rather awkwardly, and without asking for leave, walked straight out of the classroom.

To be honest, An and Subaru had a firm grasp on all the unsavory thoughts and feelings of teenage boys.

......

School dismissal time.

Motoyo Nagasaki turns on her phone.

After the Apple logo, a series of messages popped up in Line.

[Chihaya Aine: Training! Training! Everyone, don't forget today's training!]

[Shiina Tatsuki: Don't rush me, I just got out of school.]

[Takamatsu Akari: Is Rakuna coming today?]

【...】

Nagasaki Motoyo's attention was clearly not on the news about the "MyGO" band girls.

She just stared blankly at the files and messages sent by the guy named "Attic Thinker".

Then, as if she were filled with fear and an urgent expectation of an answer, she clicked on the file "Wakaba Mutsumi - Mental Illness Diagnosis Report".

puff.

The classroom, now empty with only a few students, was suddenly filled with the sound of a girl bumping into the desks and chairs.

The phone fell to the side of her shoe, but Nagasaki Motoyo had no intention of picking it up.

Nagasaki Motoyo covered her face in pain, as if her spine had been removed, and slumped back in her seat.

She murmured something that sounded almost like a sob.

"What...what did I do to Xiaomu...?"

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(PS1: "People call me the Tragic Doll, saying that I bring misfortune to everyone who owns me. This is the first thing I see here." — Keigo Higashino, The Tragic Doll)

(After watching the latest episode of Mujica, all I can say is that it doesn't surpass Goro Akechi from P5R, nor does it surpass those earth-shattering piles of shit from P3R, nor does it surpass... well, Mujica doesn't deserve this.)

So this anime is still watchable, but the pacing is fragmented, the narrative and cinematography are terrible, the writers seem to enjoy themselves too much, and the character designs are teetering on the edge of collapse... You know, we Atlas players are always very tolerant of things like Akaishi.

(PS2: In short, I went all out tonight, and the "eight-in-one" chapter is now complete. Please vote with your monthly tickets!!!)

(Finally, I'd like to recommend a book by a member of the group; it's an original work.)

138. If you lack love, then go and love (three-in-one)

The distorted sun was reflected in the glass exterior wall, and a slender figure emerged from the dazzling halo of light. Her skin was dazzlingly white in the sunlight, and her steps were light and graceful, like a swan spreading its wings.

Akira Kurusu's face was reflected in those jewel-like, shimmering dark purple eyes. The girl slowly approached, carrying the fragrance of violets.

Akira Kurusu subconsciously looked down. Today, Class 2-C had a physical education class. An and Subaru had specially changed into short-sleeved shirts and shorts suitable for sports, revealing two straight and slender thighs with their knees slightly pink, like glaze on white porcelain adorned with cherry blossoms.

Her long, dark hair was tied into a single ponytail, revealing her slender, swan-like neck and delicate, beautiful collarbones, exuding a youthful and vibrant yet slightly naive sexiness.

"Don't touch me in public," An and Subaru said, but as if deliberately tempting him, An bent down and blocked the view of the crowd behind him.

The thin lips, coated with lip balm, truly resembled falling cherry blossoms when they opened and closed.

At close range, Akira Kurusu looked at Anwa Subaru's suddenly flushed cheeks, reached out to hook her chin, and made a gesture as if she was about to kiss her directly.

The girl immediately stood up straight, no longer daring to tease her boyfriend like she did in the comic.

She felt her face burning hot, and looked around frantically before lowering her voice, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I can't do that, it would be bad if someone took a picture of me."

Not only because of shyness, but also because as the granddaughter of Anwa Tendo, Anwa Subaru is well aware of the beauty she inherited from her grandmother. In any case, everyone who has seen her will remember her. If photos of her and Kurusu Akira were to circulate online, it would definitely have some impact on her future career development.

Lai Qixiao took her hand and led her to the internet cafe they had visited before. "Did you show your family your exam results?"

"Yes." An and Subaru fanned their faces with their other hand, as if that would dispel the omnipresent heat.

Did they say anything?

"Hmm... anyway, she seemed really happy." Anhe Subaru followed Akira into the internet cafe, then suddenly remembered something important, "I told them about you."

Lai Xixiao thought for a few seconds, "They should have guessed how your grades relate to me."

"Yes."

"Are you going to give me a bonus? I'd be so embarrassed."

"There was no bonus, but my grandma said she wanted to meet you after she found out."

"It's only been an hour, right?"

“After all, they all care about me,” An and Subaru waited for Akira to pay at the counter before following him into the clean business room.

The girl took off her shoes and socks and lay down unceremoniously on the sofa covered with clean bedding. She waved to Akira Kurusu across from her and said, "Come on, come on? What kind of bad things do you want to do to the lovely and beautiful An and Subaru? Go ahead and do it."

After turning on the two computers, Akira grabbed An and Subaru's two clean, white feet and lifted them up, saying, "Save me a seat."

He folded An and Subaru's legs up, then sat down. "I can only stay with you for another three hours."

Anhe Subaru looked at the timestamp in the lower right corner of the computer's main screen, which had lit up, and asked, "What are you going to do at noon?"

She said, somewhat warily, "Are you going to do something to me?"

A girl who has tasted forbidden fruit for the first time actually harbors a deep-seated desire for such things.

Akira Kurusu paused for a moment, but still confessed honestly, "I wrote the club's hiking plan and cleaned up the requests on the 'Phantom Thief Channel' message board along the way."

"I've been helping out with those requests during my spare time these past few days."

An and Subaru stretched, "There's only one request left that Navi marked as 'high risk' to resolve."

Akira Kurusu explained, "I'm talking about that 'high-risk' level request. The news about the 'Korean shogi player winning the championship without winning' was quite famous, so some fans who study shogi posted her on the message board of the Phantom Thief Channel. Today is her last day in Tokyo."

An and Subaru's faces were full of reluctance. "Then take me with you."

Akira Kurusu quickly rejected An and Subaru's request, saying, "You should get some rest and stay in shape—you'll be busy tonight."

Seeing his serious expression, Anhe Mao didn't associate it with anything inappropriate for children. Instead, he asked him in a serious tone, "Has another particularly dangerous enemy appeared?"

"It's possible, but not certain."

"Is the target someone very famous?"

"Mori Minami, Wakaba Takafumi."

Leaving aside these two names that are household names in the Japanese entertainment industry, Akira Kurusu pulled An and Subaru into her arms and shamelessly played with her delicate and slender thighs.

Soon, the girl sullenly pushed his hand away.

Anwa Subaru frowned, raised a finger and poked the tip of Kurusu Akira's nose, "If you're not prepared to go all the way, you're not allowed to lay a hand on me."