Tokyo Psychic

She needs to find a way to get Akira Kurusu to subconsciously accept the premise that "Kotone Shiomi is the mistress of the Velvet Room".

Why is that guy still a year away from getting married and registering his marriage?

Shiomi Kotone thought to herself that by then she would have been buried back in the ground long ago.

We need to come up with a plan to make Akira Kurusu completely infatuated with us again.

The first step of the plan is to turn back into a high school student.

Then Shiomi Kotone began to ponder deeply...

How exactly did she manage to get Akira Kurishi to follow her around everywhere every day?

It seems they were lured away using a video game console.

That's ruined, Kotone Shiomi thought. Akira Kurusu's current girlfriend is a beautiful girl in 2022 who knows far more about video games than she does.

Very well, Miss Anhe, you win this time.

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(There will be one more watch tonight.)

214. The line between love and evil is very thin.

It's lunch break time.

It was terribly hot. The sparrows on the treetops outside the window listlessly shook their heads, while An and Subaru stretched languidly in the music room.

She brazenly displayed her shapely figure in front of Akira Kurusu, her long, black hair cascading over her shoulders. Her suddenly opened cyan-purple eyes were clear and bright, reflecting the sunlight like jewels.

The school uniform short-sleeved shirt was stretched beautifully by her full chest, and the hem of the shirt was pulled up, revealing a small section of flat, fair skin. Her already snow-white skin was dazzling in the sunlight.

The girl noticed her boyfriend's clingy gaze, opened her mouth in surprise, and then gave a mischievous smile. "If you like it, why don't you just come over and touch it? There's no one else here anyway."

Just like Ryuji Sakamoto and Yuki Mishima needed to prepare for the national tournament preliminaries, Kasumi Yoshizawa and Sumire Yoshizawa, who used to occasionally come to borrow the event space, hadn't even attended a few weeks of classes before they were already actively preparing for the tournament again.

As for Igarashi Renna... everyone knows she's been avoiding Kurusu Akira these days, and she's even started missing band practice.

Akira Kurusu sat down next to An and Subaru. The girl took his hand in a very natural way and placed it on her lap. "You really have a hard time. You were on a date with Nina, but you still ended up participating in our band's debut tonight."

An and Subaru thought of what happened on their debut day, and the smile in their eyes widened. "When you walked into the performance hall with a handprint on your face, it really startled everyone."

As she spoke, she extended her index fingers and mimicked drumsticks, "But the performance was still a perfect success! I remember saying I'd reward you handsomely... Ren, do you want to receive your lovely girlfriend's gift right now?"

"You actually prepared a gift?"

"Hmph, the gift is right in front of you."

Looking at Anwa Subaru's beautiful face flushed with rosy cheeks, Akira Kurusu hugged her soft, delicate body with a hint of helplessness. "I knew it would turn out like this."

"There's nothing I can do. I've spent all my allowance on mobile games, so I can't afford anything really nice. I can only pay it back with my body~" Anhe Subaru shifted his bottom and sat down in Kurusu Akira's lap, tilting his little face up to kiss the corner of his mouth.

Her amethyst-like eyes reflected Akira Kurusu's profile. The girl straightened her back, kissed his earlobe, and whispered in ecstasy, "There's still an hour before class..."

Does it have to be here?

"Because I've never tried this before... I've already locked the door from the inside, so Lian can feel free to do whatever she wants with me."

"Did you learn this from the notebook?"

"Hmm~ After all, a youth without doing those things with your favorite boy in the classroom is incomplete."

"Aren't these usually classrooms after school?"

"The club activity room during lunch break counts too," An and Subaru winked mischievously. "The most exciting one is the student council office; you never know when a student or teacher will suddenly knock on the door..."

"Subaru, don't you think you're getting a little addicted?" Even though she said that, Akira still carried An and Subaru to the desk and lifted her skirt.

"Well, there's no way around it, it really does feel good. Of course, I'm not referring to that kind of thing. Although I do have that need, I've had a very strict upbringing... It's just that doing this makes Ren very happy, so I like it." An and Subaru held onto Akira's shoulders, nervously and shyly anticipating his next move.

"Take off your shoes and socks?"

"Hey, I specifically wore short socks today. Doesn't Ren think that wearing white short socks and black leather shoes makes it easier to have that kind of urge?"

"That must be some really weird fetish," Akira Kurusu retorted. "It's basically you trying to simulate the feeling of being forced, being fully clothed but unable to control your own body, right?"

"Why are you exposing me... umm," Anwa Subaru suddenly pursed his lips, buried his face in Kurusu Akira's shoulder, and made a very touching nasal sound.

Her breathing became rapid.

After a while, she said with some difficulty, "My school uniform is going to get dirty."

Subaru, if you don't like it, let me go.

"Hmph, what I mean is take off my school uniform and fold it neatly, otherwise it will get dirty."

"Do you really want me to take it off?"

"Ren's reaction is so intense..."

"Subaru, your stomach is already trembling on its own, so don't talk so big."

"Because I'm really shy, but seeing Ren so happy makes me feel happy too."

"..."

And so I spent the afternoon with An and Subaru.

The first thing An and Subaru did upon returning to the classroom was to lie down on their desks and fall asleep.

Overwhelmed by exhaustion, before she drowsily closed her eyes, she was startled to realize that it seemed like she hadn't used protection during those encounters for quite some time.

Just like Akira Kurusu said... she does seem to be a little bit addicted.

Even when Akira Kurusu specifically requested that safety measures be taken, An and Subaru would try every means to refuse with various excuses.

Even if you feel a little regretful afterward, you still feel a strong sense of satisfaction from the victory.

Thinking of this, An and Subaru couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

As long as it's not a dangerous day... it should be fine, right?

She recalled the burning sensation flowing through her stomach, and a blush quickly rose to her face. Her lower abdomen also began to tremble slightly, accompanied by a tingling, electric-like sensation...

Oh no, I suddenly want it again.

Anhe Mao buried his face in his arms, thinking dejectedly. Maybe he should ask Muku and Xiangzi to let Lian stay overnight in room 301?

Even though I was thinking that, what I started to recall was still that burning sensation flowing through my body.

An and Subaru began to feel conflicted.

She was a little afraid that if she went home with a big belly, her parents and grandmother would look at her with disappointment.

But I also feel that I am somewhat addicted to that indescribable sense of satisfaction and happiness.

I really should do something else to distract myself...

Anhe Subaru thought to himself that ever since Akira Kurusu moved to room 302, she has been playing games less and less.

Should I continue contacting "Sumimi's" agency tomorrow?

An and Subaru thought that if they learned a little about the topics that teenage idols usually do, maybe they could get rid of their obsession with this.

In fact, a week later, she spent a whole night of revelry with Akira Kurusu, wearing a borrowed performance outfit.

215. The cherry blossoms of my hometown...

The lunch break, which felt so long it made me lose myself in the moment, is finally over.

Akira Kurusu was pondering her summer vacation plans in the school corridor when she suddenly received a phone call from the Kansai region.

"Hello, this is Amamiya."

An elderly voice came from the other end of the phone, "Yes, this is Chaowu."

Mr. Asahi asked in a very friendly tone, "Amamiya, how have you been doing in Tokyo lately?"

Akira Lai remembered that the other party was the "town mayor" who had contacted him before, that is, the administrator of his hometown, Suizhi Town. "I haven't encountered any difficulties in life or studies. Thank you for your help, Mr. Chaowu."

Chao Wu paused for a moment, then asked, "Summer vacation should be coming up soon, right? Have you been thinking of going home to visit your family?"

"It's already in the planning stages."

"That's good..." The old man on the other end of the phone visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

"That shrine hasn't been maintained for a long time. Do you need me to help you find someone to clean all the rooms?"

“I remember you said before that it had collapsed and had been abandoned for a long time.”

"Only the main hall, which is used for sightseeing and worship, collapsed due to the rain. The surrounding side halls, which are used for living quarters, are still in good condition, although they are quite dusty. There might even be some small animals that you don't like living inside."

Akira Kurusu remembers that the only property left in her hometown is that shrine. Although Hoori Town is a resort town that promotes hot spring tourism, it is impossible for her to actually take the girls of the Phantom Thieves around the town looking for hotels.

"There are still two weeks until summer vacation. If it's just renovation and cleaning of the side hall, that should be enough time, right?"

"More than enough, I can even help you with some minor renovations, like adding some furniture and getting the internet connected... as long as you're willing to come back and live here." The old man seemed quite happy.

But he had no idea that Akira Kurusu had already successfully "started from scratch" in Tokyo, meaning that the mayor would probably have to pay for all of these expenses out of his own pocket.

Showing off one's achievements in a grand manner and flaunting one's success in front of strangers is something that only a child who is ignorant of the dangers of the world and has acquired wealth beyond his understanding, and who is insecure and craves the approval of others, would be so eager to do.

As the numbers in the bank account grow, sooner or later that child yearning for recognition will be tempted by online comments, eventually aimlessly clicking into the channel of some beauty blogger, looking at the glamorous face under the camera, and then subconsciously finding an impulse to tip an amount exceeding their control.

This is the beginning of a nightmare. He was captivated by the broadcaster's seductive voice and beautiful appearance, and was tricked and deceived into an abyss from which there was no return.

It's only when all the savings in your account are wiped out, or even turned into debt, that you finally realize the truth...

Akira Kurishi stopped her divergent thinking.

He looked at the girl walking towards him in the sky corridor; it was Okumura Haru, a third-year student.

A sense of déjà vu once again overwhelmed my thoughts.

This sense of familiarity also made Okumura Haru subconsciously stop in his tracks.

“Okumura-senpai.” Akira Kurusu was about to adopt his social etiquette.

Okumura Haru's gaze darted around for a moment, a faint blush rising on her cheeks, before she fled in a panic.

Akira Kurusu instinctively wanted to chase after him, but the school bell quickly brought her back to her senses.

He took out his phone, rubbed the screen, and slowly made his way back to the classroom of Class 2-D.

I stumbled upon that "Meow Dream" video by chance.

This beauty blogger is as bad as ever.

Despite having six-figure subscribers, the video views consistently hover around two thousand.

Jing Qinrencai was dozing off on her desk. Studying was always tiring. Usually, she could at least cobble together a simple bed in the music room, but now she could only try to fall asleep with her head on her arm.

As Lai Xixiao looked at the red marks on the girl's cheeks and the glistening water droplets at the corners of her mouth, and was wondering whether to wake her up, the classroom door opened.

The person who walked in was not the teacher of the class.

Sadayo Kawakami walked into the classroom.

Behind her followed a girl so beautiful that she caused gasps of admiration to rise and fall in the classroom.

If we were to describe Mr. Narukami Yu, who came to promote his cram school this morning, as "so trendy he's practically overflowing with moisture," it would be quite fitting.

The girl introducing herself as Shiomi Kotone is probably just "stunningly beautiful".

Akira Kurusu's eyes were filled with shock, confusion, astonishment, and a strange look.

Twelve years ago, Shiomi Kotone, who had dominated the entire grade with her unparalleled academic ability, brazenly began a long speech: "I am Shiomi Kotone from Iwatodai in the Minato Ward. Due to a long hospital stay, I have fallen behind in my studies... I hope you will all be kind enough to give me some guidance in the future!"

Kawakami Sadayo also wore a subtle expression, not because she knew Shiomi Kotone's background, but because both the girl and the principal who introduced her had specifically requested that they be seated behind Kurusu Akira.

That is, the last row by the window in the classroom.

Coincidentally, Ryuji Sakamoto, who was originally sitting behind Akira Kurusu, was moved to the other side near the door because he often missed classes due to sports school training.

When Kotone Shiomi passed by Akira Kō, she smiled and patted his shoulder.

Akira Kurusu turned to look at the girl who was just as beautiful as she had been many years ago, without the slightest change. "Shiomi-senpai, do you think this is appropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about it?" Shiomi Kotone laughed happily. "Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually quite short of money right now. Getting a scholarship would definitely be the best."

Her body has transcended human limitations on a physiological level, and her memory and learning abilities have reached a level that is difficult for others to match.

Ishizaki Renna, who was sleeping, was awakened by the lively reaction in the classroom.