Tokyo Psychic

Soon, they walked out of the temple side by side and came to the path for worshipping at the shrine.

At this moment, Akira Kurishi released Cong Yu's hand.

Cong Yu instinctively reached out and grasped it.

Akira Kurusu turned her head to look at the beautiful "god".

For five hundred years, they had never known warmth, so they longed for it yet feared being burned...

I went through a lot of trouble to figure out how to win over this guy's awkward personality.

But now that I think about it, what this child needed most was never an eternal promise or a righteous vow.

Although she could not be described as meticulous and reliable, she was indeed a deity who had been worshipped by countless people.

Therefore, compared to roundabout lies or deceptive inducements, being honest is undoubtedly the best choice.

No matter how shocking the truth may be, Cong Yu should be able to accept it calmly.

after all......

This child moved directly into the velvet room.

Immediately afterwards, Akira Kurusu forcefully hugged Cong Yu in a manner that was tantamount to "harassment".

Amid the girl's screams, he sensed her bewildered yet softened body and said, "It's nice to see you again."

"See you again?...?"

"Yes, we knew each other before."

"I...I don't know you! You were just standing there taking a few pictures of Cong Yu Maru with your phone! Let me go right now!!"

Cong Yu was somewhat annoyed, and she wanted to use her divine power to directly repel Lai Qixiao.

However, having not received incense offerings for many years, the power of the deity as a believer has long since declined to the point that even with all its might, it can only shatter a glass.

But the next sentence from Lai Xixiao made Congyu freeze.

“Aya, I’ve told you before, we’ve known each other for a long time.”

Aya. That's Cong Yu's name.

She was not a deity naturally born from the divine sword because of faith.

It simply offered its soul willingly, allowing it to reside within the blade.

It was only through worship and the baptism of faith that Congyu Maru gradually became a divine sword.

By offering her soul, she also meant that she had completely bid farewell to herself as a human being.

Cong Yu, that's her current name.

But the humans before us shouldn't know about things so far in the past...

In other words...

Thinking of this, it was as if a phantom suddenly overlapped with Kurusu Akira, and some memories that did not exist in this time were being mixed into Cong Yu's thoughts in the form of fragments.

His body temperature, smell, voice, and even the ambiguous fragments of his words all resurfaced in an instant.

Cong Yu, who once served as a deity of incense offerings, could clearly discern the essence of these emotions.

To be precise, thanks to this, she has even become able to understand the concept of "time loops".

Cong Yu couldn't quite understand how passionate and resolute her love for the boy in front of her must have been in another time, to allow it to transcend a distance greater than life and death to reach this moment.

Cong Yu looked at Lai Xixiao with a complicated expression, then whispered, "You really scared me."

Lai Xixiao stroked Cong Yu's long hair, "After all, Cong Yu herself said that she would follow me forever. So, if I can do it all over again, of course I have to take the initiative to find you who has lost this memory."

Cong Yu felt a little awkward, but she suddenly felt very at ease.

It was as if a huge boulder that had been hanging for a long time had finally been dropped.

This strong sense of belonging and familiarity overshadowed the confusion and panic in my heart.

She seemed to have no choice and finally stopped struggling.

He simply followed the stirrings deep within his soul and slowly embraced Akira.

"I am Cong Yu, the steward of this divine sword that is no longer needed by people. Please guide me in the future, Master."

He pronounced the title "master" with some difficulty.

After that, everything seemed to become easier.

Cong Yu said in a lighthearted tone, "Master, you mustn't be too tempted by my good looks."

As she spoke, she noticed the subtle change in Akira Kurusu's eyes.

Cong Yu followed Kurusu Akira's gaze and looked down, only to see her chest pressed completely against Kurusu Akira's body—

"What kind of 'beauty' can a girl with such a flat and hard figure have?"

In fact, Akira Kurishi never said that, nor did she think that way.

But Cong Yu had already filled in the whole sentence in her mind.

254. Shrine maidens are essential to shrines (three-in-one)

It finally rained.

First, a few drops of rain fell on the steps, staining Akira Kurusu's hair.

Cong Yu, sitting beside her, raised her hand, but the water droplets falling from the sky passed through her palm, like broken silver threads, helplessly entwined on the ground.

Cong Yu felt puzzled and quietly poked the boy next to her with her small hand.

Instead of passing through as usual, they actually bumped into each other.

A strange feeling called "warmth" came through my fingertips.

No matter how many times you experience it, you'll always have a burning sensation.

At just the right moment, Akira turned her head to look at Cong Yu, who was making a small gesture.

Cong Yu immediately withdrew her hand in fright, looking helplessly at the dark woods beside her.

There were no lights on the path to the shrine. Although the side halls were brightly lit, preventing the surroundings from being completely dark, it was still night, and shadows loomed all around. When looking at each other, only each other's eyes were bright.

Cong Yu suddenly felt that her master was somewhat terrifying.

The other person clearly said they only like mature and reliable older women.

But according to the ghost... no, he led me astray. As the manager of the divine blade, I should be counted as one of the eight million gods... In short, according to my divine sense, my master is suspected of plotting against me.

It's as if you could fall into someone's trap if you're not careful, and then be completely devoured.

Damn it, I'm not human, why would I think like that?

Cong Yu turned her head and found that Lai Xixiao was looking at her.

She followed Kuryuu Akira's gaze and looked down, only to see a pair of fair and tender feet encased in high-top sandals, with ten adorable toes like pearls... Thinking like this might seem a bit vain, but in fact, Congyu's thoughts were all generated based on the subtle changes in Kuryuu Akira's body.

The inexperienced girl immediately felt a little awkward.

Her heart was in turmoil, like a tangled ball of tumbleweed.

On the one hand, it is the conservative thinking of those who are considered relics from five hundred years ago that is at play.

On the other hand, as the manager of Congyu Maru, after a long period of loneliness, she finally welcomed a new master, and the joyful feeling made her feel both gain and loss.

She wanted to obey Akira Kurusu's advice, but she was also afraid that he would really do something terrible to her as a spirit.

Even if Akira Kurishi explained that they once had a relationship that "transcended time".

However, Cong Yu ultimately had no memory of it.

Cong Yu unconsciously brought her knees together and continued chatting with Lai Qixiao about all sorts of everyday things. Although they were getting more and more familiar with each other, she still secretly kept some boundaries.

after all......

The barrier in Suizhi Town still needs to be maintained by Murasame.

If purity is accidentally lost, the remaining meager power will be completely insufficient to support the operation of the barrier.

The rain gradually intensified.

At first, it was as thin and intermittent as a silk thread, penetrating the dim light of the palace, and then disappearing into the movements of gestures.

Later, the rain became more powerful.

Swiftly, heavily, and one after another, they shattered on the steps, turning into clusters of orange-red flowers that bloomed in the slightly noisy rainy night at the shrine.

The conversation, which covered a wide range of topics, gradually ran out of steam.

Just as Congyu thought that Kurusu Akira was going to take her back to the side hall to greet the other members of the Phantom Thieves...

On the left-hand path leading to the side hall, a door radiating a deep blue light was open.

That's what spirits are all about; you can easily observe and understand this extraordinary unfolding.

Cong Yu recognized him.

This is a door to the world of the soul.

Lai Qixiao took Cong Yu's hand and pushed open the door to enter.

......

A beautiful rainbow of light danced between the portholes.

A petite and stunningly beautiful girl sat on the desk dressed in a maid outfit, swinging her porcelain-white legs. Below her were her small feet encased in white lace-trimmed cotton stockings and thick-soled black leather shoes.

The skirt was thick, but a belt was deliberately added to tighten it, outlining the girl's slender and delicate figure, like a reed stalk that could be broken by the wind at any moment.

As the door opened and closed, a gust of wind blew up her long, silvery-white hair that cascaded down her shoulders.

She revealed her breathtakingly beautiful face.

Although she was still quite young, her extraordinary beauty was so captivating that even Cong Yu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

As for Akira Kurusu beside her...

The phantom thief's willpower had just undergone more than a dozen attempts to bewitch him.

The good news is that everything passed; the bad news is that he's about to succumb to the next round of seduction.

Akira Kurusu really wanted to rush up and hug Ravenda, burying her face in her lower abdomen and rubbing it against her.

If he did that, Ravenda certainly wouldn't resist; instead, she would happily and affectionately hug his head and gently comb his hair with her fingers.

Once the atmosphere warms up a bit, she will proactively lift her skirt, spread her legs, and wrap them around his neck, making it easier for her contractor to relax further.

Although her appearance is very "childish", like a flower that has not yet bloomed.

But this does not diminish Ravenda's charm, which far surpasses that of humans.

At that moment, Ravenda, sitting at her desk, gazed at Akira Kurusu with her bright, golden eyes.

A light, airy smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Then, her knees, which were originally together, were slightly separated, and her palms were deliberately pressed down on the skirt between her legs until a noticeable indentation appeared there.

But that wasn't enough. She deliberately straightened her legs and pressed her ankles down slightly, revealing a pose that she had to adopt when having "spiritual and physical communication" with Akira Kurusu, given her body size.

As if afraid that Lai Xixiao would misunderstand, she stretched out her other hand and slowly drew circles along a certain part of her lower abdomen with her index finger.

Lai Qixiao froze, almost losing his composure in front of Cong Yu.

Fortunately, Cong Yu knew absolutely nothing about this.

Even when faced with Ravenda's blatant hints and seduction, she only felt strange.

Lavenda probably knew she couldn't let her contractor embarrass herself, so she quickly stopped using those little tricks.

After all, there will be plenty of time in the future to gradually let Cong Yu integrate into this room.

But at least for now...

"Good evening, my favorite master, welcome back to the velvet room."

Ravenda's figure flashed in front of Akira Kurusu.

She bent down, lifted her skirt, and performed a very standard courtly bow.