Tokyo Psychic

However, after only a few steps outside, Wakaba Mutsu urged him to go back to the basement and take the guitar with him.

So the little girl, who had been so aggressive just moments before, had no choice but to reluctantly submit to Wakaba Mutsu's tyranny, struggling to move her feet, and then awkwardly preparing to press the doorbell.

Just as Mottis extended her finger, the door opened from the inside.

With some difficulty, Senmina carried the guitar case and hung it on her daughter's shoulder.

Metis looked up at the woman who had taken care of her for sixteen years, noticing the tears in her eyes, and instinctively assumed it was just acting...

But as Minami hugged Metty tightly, she managed to force a smile that looked more like a grimace.

A hot, wet sensation spread across my shoulder.

Mottis instinctively realized that this was not acting.

For the first time, Minami Mori discarded all the masks she wore as an actress at home, and wept bitterly as she was about to part with her daughter.

Even if her daughter was born a "monster" controlled by an overwhelming talent, even if she, as an actress, felt fear and embarrassment because of it... she was still her own daughter no matter what.

From beginning to end, Minami Mori felt guilty for almost hurting Mutsuka Wakaba, and also felt indebted for all the things she had done, whether unintentionally or intentionally, over the years.

As they were about to part ways, Minami wanted to remind Wakaba Mutsuki, just like her mother had done long ago, to "take good care of yourself when you're away from home," but she felt she didn't have the right to do so. She also wanted to tell him to "drink a glass of warm milk before bed." But only now did she belatedly realize that she didn't even know what Wakaba Mutsuki truly liked.

She had already attributed everything Wakaba Mutsu displayed in this home and at school to acting skills.

Wakaba Mutsumi is a monster born to perform—Mori Minami realized this when Wakaba Mutsumi was three years old.

At just three years old, Mutsumi Wakaba was able to perform completely different "selves" in different environments and with different people.

And such performances were simply her innate instincts.

As an actress, Minami Mori is terrified of this girl who is controlled by her talent.

"Mumu, from now on..." Minami Mori paused several times before she could finish her sentence.

All the words of advice and concern stuck in my throat, turning into a sob of sadness.

This woman, known for her skillful social maneuvering in the entertainment industry, stammered, "From now on... you must be happy."

These words were like someone suddenly pressing the highest C8 note on a piano in an empty music classroom, slipping smoothly into the cracks of my heart and bouncing back and forth inside.

Metis stared at Minami with disbelief. All the resistance and frustration she had been holding in her heart crumbled instantly. She felt at a loss and unconsciously let go of the guitar and slowly hugged her mother back.

"I see."

Wakaba Mutsu answered the woman who had raised him for sixteen years in a very soft voice.

......

The early summer sun shone on them.

Ruoye Longwen stood by the gate, and although it was almost time for the show's rehearsal, he seemed to have already stopped caring about his career troubles.

Just as he was about to go over and hug his daughter, he heard a conversation between a boy and a girl coming from outside the wall behind him. The voices sounded very familiar.

“I’ve already asked Subaru to help contact the landlord, and someone specially cleaned the empty room again last night.”

"So you mean the house has been mostly cleaned?"

"Yes, we can just clean it up a bit and move in right away when we get there."

"That's really thoughtful."

"Rather than saying I'm being thoughtful, it's more accurate to say that Xiangzi is gradually turning back into that 'unworldly' young lady."

"Would it make you feel annoyed?" Toyokawa Shoko's tone sounded somewhat hesitant.

"..."

The two arrived at the door of Wakaba's house and happened to see Wakaba Takafumi "standing as punishment".

Having already said goodbye to Minami Mori, Mutsumi Wakaba, holding her guitar, noticed Akira Kurusu and Shoko Toyokawa by the door and immediately took small steps closer.

As Ruoye Longwen watched his daughter brush past him, he instinctively called out to stop her, "Mu, wait a minute."

Wakaba Mutsu obediently stopped and turned around to look at Wakaba Takafumi quietly.

This comedian, who holds a very high position in the entertainment industry, clearly wanted to hug Ruoye Mutsu one last time, but when he raised his hand, he only placed it on her shoulder and patted it very lightly. "I don't expect you to forgive my estrangement and neglect over the years. But at least... at least I hope you will still be willing to call me 'Dad' as usual."

Wakaba Mutsu's eyes widened suddenly. She looked blankly at Kurusu Akira and Toyokawa Shoko behind Wakaba Takafumi, only to receive encouraging glances from them.

So, Wakaba Mutsu took a deep breath, then stood gracefully in front of Wakaba Takafumi, and took the initiative to hug her father, who had devoted so much effort to raising her over the past sixteen years. "Dad, I'm leaving."

Wakaba Takafumi felt a stinging sensation in his eyes. The bitterness of self-blame and guilt he felt for Wakaba Mutsu almost overwhelmed him. In the end, he clenched his fists in pain and then hugged Wakaba Mutsu tightly.

The man did not say anything apologetic like "I'm sorry".

He simply took a deep breath and then pushed the girl in his arms towards Akira Kurusu, who was standing next to Shoko Toyokawa.

The senior colleague at the firm bowed deeply to his junior colleague, saying, "From now on... I'm entrusting Xiao Mu to you."

Akira Kurusu was silent for a moment, then helped up Mutsuka Wakaba and solemnly said to Takafumi Wakaba, "Leave it to me."

......

Walking along the sun-drenched streets, the tall buildings on both sides stretch towards the horizon, trams whistle past along the tracks, and the sounds of bustling traffic lights and car horns gradually appear in the distance.

The people who live at night have fallen asleep, but the daytime Tokyo continues this all-night hustle and bustle.

I got off at Aoyama Ichome.

Akira Kurusu was carrying a suitcase in each hand, with a bulging bag slung over her shoulder. She finally understood what Toyokawa Shoko meant by "a lot of luggage"...

Even with the phantom thief's physical prowess, he felt somewhat exhausted after such a journey.

No wonder Takafumi Wakaba specifically suggested having a driver help deliver the luggage.

Although the driver knew these items were numerous and heavy, what was most commendable about being a chauffeur for a famous celebrity was his keen eye for detail...

He was keenly aware of the ambiguous relationship between these young people, so after dropping them off at their destination, he drove away without hesitation.

The car disappeared at the end of the road, becoming a rapidly shrinking black shadow.

If Ye Mu would stand on tiptoe next to Kurusu Akira from time to time, and occasionally even jump a little, trying to help him share the burden.

But Akira Kurusu refused to let Mutsu Wakaba go get the luggage.

Soon, she had Metis take her place, and then she acted quite childishly and acted coquettishly towards Qi Xiao.

No amount of pleading worked. Although Lai Qixiao was tired, she wasn't so tired that she needed a young girl to help carry her luggage.

After being tormented by Motis, his once steady steps began to falter.

Shoko Toyokawa walked beside the two, carrying a guitar case in one hand and dragging her suitcase with the other. She was amused by Motis's cute actions and wanted to laugh.

After walking a short distance along the street, you'll soon see "Fujiki-ju".

An and Subaru stood on the third-floor windowsill, smiling and waving to their Phantom Thieves friends below. Then, gesturing with their hands to their mouths, they shouted, "Ren! Shoko! Mutsumi! Over here~ Over here~"

Akira and Mortis, who were playfully fighting, both looked up at her.

Metis bounced around and shouted joyfully, responding to An and Subaru, "Subaru!"

She really liked An and Subaru, her gentle and understanding senior.

Akira Kurusu also waved to his girlfriend.

Toyokawa Shoko suddenly realized what was going on, and looked at Kurusu Akira with a somewhat subtle expression, then at Anwa Subaru, "This is bad."

"Oh no?" Metath looked back at her, somewhat bewildered.

"We've fallen into a trap."

"A trap...?" Metis felt her little brain wasn't quite up to the task.

Seeing Akira Kurusu and Subaru An exchanging glances, Toyokawa Shoko couldn't help but sigh, "They've both plotted to sell us off!"

......

[AM. 7:46]

Mr. Fujiki watched as the young man in front of him once again brought two very beautiful girls he didn't recognize to sign a contract. His eyelids twitched, and he hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

An and Subaru were outside making a phone call to ask their class teacher for leave.

After the contract was signed, Akira Kurusu took the newly made key and led Mutsuka Wakaba and Shoko Toyokawa to their room.

"Doesn't Subaru share an apartment with his bandmates?" Shoko Toyokawa couldn't help but ask An and Subaru as they walked down the street.

"They've all gone to work part-time... but I just took the day off, so I can help you tidy up your rooms now."

"Thank you so much for your help!" Toyokawa Shoko bowed slightly to Anwa Subaru.

An and Subaru quickly waved their hands, "We'll be neighbors from now on, no need to be so polite..."

While chatting, we arrived at our destination.

It turns out that the newly rented apartment is right next to the one in Anhe Subaru.

The apartment number where Anwa Subaru and the girls from the band "Red Ginger" live is [301].

Akira Kurusu, Mutsu Wakaba, and Shoko Toyokawa live in apartment number 302.

As the key was inserted into the door and turned, An and Subaru stood in the doorway, revealing a triumphant smile.

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180. The Daily Life of Starting Cohabitation (Part 2)

(Additional updates at the end of the month: 5/10, 6/10)

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"Finally, the cleaning is finished."

Lai Xixiao threw the rag into a plastic bucket full of water and sat down on the ground without any decorum, feeling a soreness in her waist and abdomen.

He has been working hard since last night and thinks he probably has lumbar muscle strain.

Although I hired a cleaning company to help with the cleaning, there are still some corners of the furniture that I need to clean carefully myself, bit by bit.

The air conditioner in the bedroom was set to the lowest temperature. The door opened, and Ruoye Mu carefully knelt down beside him, holding a glass of mango juice.

Ice cubes floated on the surface of the golden liquid, emanating a faint chill.

Wakaba Mutsu held up the cup, bringing the straw close to Kurusu Akatsuki's lips. "Please enjoy..." The girl's submissive demeanor actually resembled that of a maid in the Toyokawa household.

But Akira Kurusu knew that this was just a special role she was playing.

It's obvious that someone secretly conveyed some unnecessary advice or hints to Wakaba Mutsu... Anyway, Wakaba Mutsu now seems to genuinely believe that if he takes meticulous care of Akira like a maid, it will make him happy.

Lai Xixiao took a sip of juice, and before she could correct Ruoye Mu, she saw Ruoye Mu take out a pack of wet wipes from her pocket, pull out one of them and bring it close to wipe her sweat.

"What is Mutsumi doing?" Akira Kurusu put down the glass in her hand and scrutinized Mutsumi Wakaba, who had been imitating the Toyokawa family's maid in every move since moving into the apartment.

Ruoye Mutsu stopped what she was doing, tilted her head and looked at him, as if to say, "Am I doing something wrong?"... Ruoye Mutsu was a girl who was much more sensitive than Kurusu Akira had imagined. She could always quickly discern the attitudes of others and changes in the environment.

Akira Kurusu pondered for a moment, then grasped Mutsu Wakaba's hands. "Did Mutsu do this of her own volition?"

Ruoye Mu shook her head and then nodded. "Someone from Xiangzi's family told me, but..." She raised her small face and looked at Laixi Xiao earnestly. "I really like the feeling of taking care of Ren like this."

"Is Xiao Mu not very good at taking care of people?"

A girl whose schedule is filled with schoolwork, guitar lessons, and various extracurricular classes arranged by her mother, such as ballet, is not exactly a sheltered young lady in the strict sense, but she is clearly not very capable of living independently. Her decision to take care of others is hardly convincing.

"I will work hard."

You could sense Wakaba Mutsumi's persistence from his tone.

Akira could only reach out and stroke Mutsuka Wakaba's head. The girl happily moved closer and then hugged the boy she liked.

At such close range, I could clearly feel how slender and delicate Wakaba Mutsumi's body was.

My fingers ran through her silky, smooth hair, finding it incredibly soft and pleasant.

His fingertips occasionally touched her ears, cheeks, neck, collarbone, and even the area below her collarbone... Observing the subtle changes in the girl's breathing rhythm, the increasing temperature in her breath, the flush on her face, and the gradually surging intoxication and infatuation in her eyes, Lai Qixiao couldn't help but lower her face.

Ruoye Mu obediently wrapped her arms around Laixi Xiao's neck, actively cooperating with his demands.

The girl was only released when her breathing became tense and difficult. She lay limply on his shoulder, her lovely face flushed a cherry-pink as she breathed rapidly.

“Xiao Mu still doesn’t quite understand how to ‘refuse’.” Akira Kurusu stroked the slightly trembling back of Xiao Mu.

With her eyes lowered and moist, Ruoye Mu said in a very soft voice, "I will, I still have Motis to help me. It's just... I just can't refuse Lian."