Tokyo Psychic

But even when subjected to such spiritual humiliation, it gritted its teeth and endured it.

Unexpectedly, they not only showed contempt in their attitude, but also frequently groped my noble divine body.

Good heavens, Ferremont, are you going to continue to humiliate us physically?

Morgana was heartbroken and could only hide in this small space, licking his disheveled fur in solitude.

When will the phantom thief come to our rescue...?

Morgana, who called himself "the apostle of Philemon," was overcome with grief and could not help but look up to the sky and howl.

A group of children curiously gathered around the cardboard box, exclaiming, "There's a cat meowing!"

Morgana's wailing stopped abruptly.

Damn it, how did the most terrifying human cubs find me?!

......

A Western restaurant near Seijo Station.

After parking the car, Akira led An and Subaru through the gate, gave them their pre-booked seats, and were quickly and respectfully ushered to a corner of the hall by a servant.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was very quiet; you could clearly hear your own footsteps as you walked.

Occasionally, the clinking of knives, forks, and plates could be heard, making the crisp sounds all the more distinct.

Anhe Mao was playing on her phone when she suddenly remembered that she hadn't cleared her daily logs for several mobile games.

I had just sat down when I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my stomach because I had drunk too much water, so I got up and went to find the restroom.

The waiter who had been standing by the table felt as if his life had rewound. Five minutes earlier, he had seen a girl with black hair and purple eyes, delicate and beautiful like a doll, looking down at her phone and then walking over to sit down next to Akira. Five minutes later, that scene replayed in his mind.

A middle school girl casually sat down, typing away on her phone, her dark purple eyes reflecting the light like sparkling jewels.

“You are…” Looking at the girl sitting in front of him, Lai Xixiao felt a surge of complex emotions.

He recognized the girl in front of him very clearly:

A second-year junior high school student who transferred from Tokyo to Mitakihara Junior High School, the champion of the "Youth Arithmetic League - Elementary Division," a legend who is excessively demonized by Tokyo junior high school students—more importantly, Akira Kurusu knew of her existence in her previous life through a series of works such as the manga, games, and anime of "Puella Magi Madoka Magica."

According to the manga, she is a magical girl with the ability to manipulate time, Homura Akemi.

In the reality of this world, she should just be an ordinary, academically gifted 14-year-old junior high school student.

But nothing is more terrifying than "comic book characters coming into reality".

Homura Akemi heard Akira Kurusu's voice and looked at him with some confusion and surprise, seemingly also wondering why she was sitting there.

So she put down her phone, stood up politely, and bowed deeply to the boy in front of her. Every movement was slow and restrained, as if carefully calculated, showing an elegance and poise that had been sculpted to the extreme. "I'm very sorry to have bothered you."

Then she slowly walked away.

Akira Kurusu keenly noticed that Homura Akemi's hand suddenly clenched into a fist before leaving, her knuckles turning white from the force and trembling slightly.

He was somewhat confused, and then he observed her every move with great interest—after all, she was a character he had seen in a comic book in another world, and now that he had met her in reality, he couldn't help but be curious.

Seemingly sensing the gaze behind her, Homura Akemi quickly relaxed her clenched fist.

She quickened her pace and disappeared around the corner of the restaurant corridor as if fleeing.

Sensing a slight change in emotion, the phantom thief instinctively wanted to stand up and chase after her, but he always hesitated for a moment before following a female middle school student.

In those few seconds of hesitation, An and Subaru had already returned.

A man suddenly abandons his lovely girlfriend during a date to follow a female junior high school student.

Great, my guilt instantly surged to its peak.

Akira Kurishi sat upright in her seat, deciding not to go anywhere.

Anyway, he had never heard of the news that "a large number of weapons were lost from a US military base in Japan," so he figured that magical girls couldn't possibly exist in the world.

......

Having escaped the restaurant, Homura Akemi, almost completely exhausted, leaned against the wall and slowly sat down on the steps.

She stared blankly at the blazing sky, her eyes filled with a complex mix of struggle and emotion.

I saw him again.

I can't help but want to see him.

This shouldn't have been done; it will affect the future of this timeline...

Homura Akemi nervously tugged at her clothes, feeling a mix of intense emotions: annoyance, regret, relief, frustration, sorrow, emotion, and admiration. These emotions swirled within her, becoming something more precious than despair and more profound than hope, enough to make her overcome all hardship and torment.

Realizing that she had done something that could cause the timeline to spiral out of control, Homura Akemi panicked and wanted to immediately go back to the point in time before she entered the restaurant.

But recalling the boy from just a few minutes ago, the fear and anxiety that had kept him up all night seemed to vanish in an instant.

That sense of security, that feeling of being able to entrust everything to her, made Homura Akemi subconsciously feel a little relaxed.

There are still two semesters left.

Two whole semesters...

She took several deep breaths, then took out her phone and searched for the name "Anhe Mao".

Soon, the beautiful girl appeared on the screen.

Homura Akemi looked at An and Subaru, who shared the same long, straight black hair and eye color as her, and thought to herself that she had indeed made the right choice this time.

Compared to that girl named Iori Rina, whose personality was unstable, she was definitely more suited to receive that power...

Homura Akemi turned off her phone screen and flagged down a taxi on the side of the road.

"Are we going back to see Takihara?"

The taxi driver in the front seat pushed up his glasses and asked the magical girl behind him, who possessed the ability to completely reverse time on a conceptual level.

"Hmm," Homura Akemi replied curtly.

Maruki Takuto shrugged nonchalantly, "Did you have fun in Tokyo?"

Please do not use words like 'play'.

"This is really a headache. You're quite the problem child yourself."

Maruki Takuto turned off the meter, muttering to himself, "Couldn't you at least give me some funding for my operations? I've been helping your beloved phantom thief quite a bit lately."

Homura Akemi immediately took out her wallet from her clothes, counted out a large wad of 10,000 yen bills, and handed them to Takuto Maruki, saying, "This is all the money I have on me."

Maruki Takuto dared not accept it.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, as if he couldn't see the money, looking somewhat nervous and uneasy. "I was just kidding."

"I see..." Homura Akemi seemed completely unsurprised by Takuto Maruki's answer.

This made Maruki Takuto break out in a cold sweat.

"He has already breached the first palace, and two of the evil gods should have been defeated." Maruki Takuto stepped on the gas, trying to find a topic of conversation while driving.

Looking absentmindedly at the ever-changing cityscape at dusk outside the window, Homura Akemi said, "There are still two semesters left."

The last rays of the setting sun shone on her still-childish face, turning it a deep, blood-red hue.

"Yes, there are still two semesters left."

Maruki Takuto sighed, then fell silent.

The taxi quietly merged into the congested traffic on the highway, becoming a commonplace part of Tokyo's evening rush hour.

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(Finally home. I frantically wrote five chapters on the high-speed train using my phone... There's one more "seven-in-one" chapter before midnight today.)

(It's already the end of the month, and monthly tickets will expire if I don't use them soon! There's a recent event, and the monthly ticket limit seems to have been increased to 23, so I'm begging for all the monthly tickets you have!!)

(Finally, I'd like to recommend a book by one of our group members:)

Bai Mu woke up to receive several messages.

Bad news: I've time-traveled.

Even worse news: it's a standard time-travel story, and the protagonist is an orphan.

Even worse news: This is a supernatural world, and his talent is not great, practically nonexistent.

Even worse news: I was diagnosed with a terminal illness, and the doctor said I have less than three years to live.

Even worse news: its own cheat system is completely useless.

Even worse news: His special ability is useless; he can only use it once—a suicidal ability to live as long as heaven and earth.

Wait, isn't this all good news?

When Bai Mu figured out how to start the game, he smiled.

I transmigrated to another world just to become the Cyber ​​Emperor!

This book is also known as "I've Kidnapped the Whole World," "I'm Angry, I'm Going to Live as Long as Heaven and Earth!" and "Please, Stop Me!"

123. Toyokawa Shoko: Playing in a band is not fun at all (4-in-1)

（月末爆更：6/12、7/12、8/12、9/12）

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【PM. 8:04.】

The sun continued to sink towards the edge of the city, and had already set below the horizon. The once brilliant red glow gradually faded into a pale pink, and the sky, supported by skyscrapers, deepened from azure to a lake green like a duck egg.

As An and Subaru stepped out of the restaurant, they felt a dim twilight slowly enveloping them.

Perhaps it was because it was dark, but the sunlight seeping through the gaps between the tall buildings became more dazzling than at any other time today, as if it was unwilling to be extinguished and tried its best to shine.

Akira Kurusu handed her a box of vanilla ice cream.

"Where did this come from?"

"It was given to me by the front desk staff."

An and Subaru took the box, then beamed with joy, "I really like it."

Akira Kurusu was brushing off her manager's urging on Line, asking, "Want to come to the agency with me?"

"Okay." She agreed almost without hesitation.

"It will probably take about an hour."

"I'm fine."

Anhe Subaru smiled and hugged Laixi Xiao's arm, then used a wooden spoon to scoop up ice cream and put it in his mouth. The melted ice cream turned into a cold liquid and disappeared in an instant, becoming a gradually fading sweetness. "Don't look at me like this, I actually know a lot about all sorts of things in the entertainment industry."

“Although I’m signed with an agency, I’m not really involved in the entertainment industry… at least not for the time being,” Akira Kurusu explained. “My main work right now is with the record company.”

"That sounds like a very lucrative job." Hearing it was a record company, An and Subaru were a little confused. "Does that mean you're actually a freelancer?"

"My name is registered under an agency, but I am actually a completely freelance artist. All my work revolves around my own subjective will, and I take the majority of the income."

An and Subaru were taken aback. "Are there still such generous and open agencies these days?"

This is practically charity work.

"Probably because some seniors have set a precedent, the agency will adopt a particularly lenient management style for artists with potential. To put it bluntly, it's the so-called 'hands-off' strategy."

“They probably couldn’t control him at all, so they decided to let him roam free…” Anwa Subaru had already guessed who the “senior” that Kurusu Akira was talking about was.

The only person she could think of who could force a well-known and prestigious agency to go against the current industry trend of "exploiting artists" and adopt a completely laissez-faire management style was Haruhi Suzumiya, the lead singer and guitarist of the band SOS.

With just two songs, he became an internet sensation. His guitar playing seemed to have a magical quality, captivating everyone who heard him perform live.

However, Haruhi Suzumiya seems to have retired a long time ago, and we haven't seen her appear on camera for quite some time.

Numerous conspiracy theories have circulated online, such as suspicions that she was targeted by powerful figures, or that she was kidnapped or murdered...

But the internet is ultimately time-sensitive. With Haruhi Suzumiya herself and those who knew her remaining silent, apart from a few die-hard fans who are still tirelessly discussing it, her disappearance has gradually been forgotten in the corners of the internet.