Tokyo Psychic

Igor's daily job is to search the world for humans with suitable qualifications, sign contracts with them, and then generously allocate a sum of "funds" from his boss to the contractor for use, and secretly supervise him to correctly fulfill the obligation of "defeating evil forces" in the contract.

This is similar to the setting of the "Magical Girl" comics, where you sign a contract, gain extraordinary powers, defeat monsters, and save the world.

But what’s different is that this company assigns wives… probably.

Because Igor often has to work for the big boss and is too busy to spare any free time, he will specially send a subordinate whose appearance and personality perfectly match the contractor's aesthetics and preferences to live in the Velvet Room, so that he can provide the contractor with necessary support anytime and anywhere.

Lavenda is Kurusu Akatsuki's "assistant". She is gentle, elegant, beautiful, kind, occasionally lively, and a little bit scheming... She is a perfect girl who combines countless advantages and has a beautiful appearance that is beyond human comprehension.

It's a pity that Lavenda is gone now.

The Velvet Room didn't contact me either.

I hope the company doesn't go bankrupt. I really need this job.

The personality mask is the product of the embodiment of the mind. Even if Kurusu Akatsuki traveled through time, he still possessed this extraordinary power.

However, this power from the parallel world is "abnormal" and is considered illegal funds. It cannot be used without being "legalized" in the Velvet Room.

His Persona was not registered in the Velvet Room, and he did not have a Persona Summoner.

This means that in reality, he is now just an ordinary high school student who is weak and malnourished.

Maybe at most he is a little more handsome than others.

Walking on the street, it was already eight o'clock in the morning. There were more and more pedestrians around, and the atmosphere became lively.

Finally arrived at the tram station.

Kurusu Akatsuki put coins into the vending machine outside the station entrance and bought a can of coffee.

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The Phantom Thief purchased a coffee drink called "MAX Coffee Condensed Milk Flavor."

[Phantom Thief's Emotion, +5]

[Phantom Thief's Mental State, +5]

【Assets - 200?】

【At this time, the remaining assets are 1,900 yen】

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Kurusu Akatsuki pulled the ring of the can to open the cap, then took a big sip.

Then he followed the flow of people during the morning rush hour into the tram station and began to look for the corresponding route according to the "tram route planning" on his mobile phone navigation.

Hmm? That's pretty close.

From Shigenjaya Station, it's one stop to Shibuya, and one more stop to Aoyama 1-chome. The "Private Shujin Gakuen High School" where my self in this world attends is near the Aoyama 1-chome platform.

The waiting room gradually became crowded.

By the time the train arrived, Kurusu Akatsuki could only be carried forward into the narrow river mouth by the current and countless companions like migrating salmon.

Why use the metaphor of “salmon migration”?

Because after school in the evening he has to squeeze into the tram again during the evening rush hour.

Fortunately, I arrived early and was at the front of the queue, so the carriage was relatively empty.

Kurusu Akatsuki quickly found an empty seat and sat down.

A group of white-collar workers staggered in, and the carriage was still shaking a little.

The tracks in front of the tram fixed all the alighting points. Which station to board and which to alight at were unquestionable and unchangeable. It was very regimented, like the routine, almost mechanical, life they lived, trapped by these rules.

As a high school student, Kurusu Akatsuki joined this assembly line without hesitation.

A quick and simple announcement sounded around, announcing that the tram would be leaving soon.

Then, like a large old-fashioned animal shivering after waking up, the car door closed with an exaggerated trembling sound.

The tram seemed to have finally made up its mind and slowly drove away from the station.

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004. Ordinary Joy (Two in One)

After walking through the deserted path and standing at the school gate, Kurusu Akatsuki looked deeply into the eyes of the sturdy security guard.

The students passed by him one by one.

"Hey, who is he?"

"Is this a new idol from somewhere? I've never seen him on TV."

"Wearing our school uniform..."

Several girls were obviously unable to move.

The guard noticed this, and he once again stared at Kurusu Akatsuki with an impatient look.

"Why don't you go in?"

Kurusu Akatsuki was distraught and angry, "I lost my student ID."

It's 2022 now, and the access control system of Xiujin High School has long begun to follow the trend and implement "intelligentization". Students need to swipe their student ID card on the sensor next to the access control system and scan their face in front of the camera for verification before they can enter the school gate.

In principle, the security guard is not responsible for assisting students in entering and leaving the campus, but is only responsible for supervision.

Lai Qixiao had been in this body for less than twenty-four hours. He searched his body but could not find any extra items except an old smartphone and some change.

There was only one contact named "Sakura Sojiro" in the phone's address book.

He didn't even know what his real name was in this world—

"What's your name? Which class are you from? I'll help you contact the teacher." The guard asked as expected.

Very good, uncle, you really asked the right person.

Just as Kurusu Akatsuki stiffened his neck and began to think about how to get away with it...

His cell phone rang suddenly.

There was an unfamiliar phone number on the screen.

The timing of the call was so fortuitous that he couldn't help but think back to his own turbulent high school days. Perhaps this world's "Kurisu Akatsuki" had also been hailed from a young age by a mysterious paranormal research institute, like Neo in "The Matrix," considered "The One" to save the world, but until a certain opportunity arose, he had been playing the role of an ordinary, ignorant middle school student.

Perhaps soon, the roar of a helicopter would echo across campus, and then a low-key, black, luxury sedan would pull up at the school gate. The doors would open, and a group of men in suits would stride up, ushering the beleaguered Kurusu Akatsuki into the car. They whispered, "Mr. Kurusu Akatsuki, this is no time for leisure. As you can see, our world is undergoing a crisis unimaginable to ordinary people."

Kurusu Akatsuki, who was lost in thought, waited for a few seconds deliberately, but he looked around and didn't even see the so-called "special agent team", let alone a helicopter.

He only saw the girls who went to school together looking at him with curiosity.

In fact, a peaceful daily life is not bad. At least you don’t have to risk your life to go in and out of various dangerous situations.

He so comforted himself.

Until he saw a low-key black luxury car pull up outside the school gate. A girl with fluffy auburn curly hair reluctantly left the car, helped by two pretty maids. Then, with her head lowered and a look of dejection on her face, she brushed past him and quickly walked into the school gate...

Before his hatred of the rich kicked in, Kurusu Akatsuki pressed "Yes" on his phone and answered the call.

Then he watched the car slowly drive away and completely disappear from his sight.

I don't mean to snub the doorman, but high-end cars are really cool.

It takes a genius to be able to look at a high-priced car right in front of you without taking a closer look.

Kurusu Akatsuki moved the phone to his left hand. It had been vibrating in his right hand for almost half a minute, and his palm felt a little numb.

"Hello."

"Is this Amamiya-san? It's really hard to contact you. I'm your instructor, Kawakami, Kawakami Sadyo."

"Yes, I'm Amamiya."

It turns out that my last name in this world is Amemiya.

"I received the notice from the school a long time ago. Your transfer application was approved before spring break, but strangely, the home phone number on the application form was never dialed, and I couldn't contact your guardian either. I finally found your junior high school campus in Hoori and asked for your phone number."

"I'm sorry to have caused trouble for your work." Kurusu Akatsuki, who is 23 years old mentally and has been dealing with government departments for many years, has his own understanding of workplace rhetoric.

However, the huge amount of information revealed in just a few words by Mr. Kawakami was enough to make Kurusu Akatsuki feel overwhelmed.

When I think about the fact that the full name of this high school is "Private Shujin Gakuen High School", the words "private" and "high school" combined with the geographical coordinates of Tokyo are chilling.

What’s even more terrifying is that Kurusu Akatsuki is a transfer student from out of town.

So, with no financial resources, I'm not supposed to be studying in Tokyo in debt, am I? Is it too late to physically eliminate this creditor, whose name I don't know yet?

A hellish start, no doubt.

"Spring break is over. Are you ready for school?"

"I'm already at the school gate, but my backpack containing various documents, including my student ID, was lost on the way to Tokyo..." Kurusu Akatsuki began to fabricate a false life for himself.

Kawakami Sadae was probably very busy. She didn't have the patience to listen to Raisu Akatsuki's long speech and ended the topic directly, "Wait for me at the school gate. I'll be down soon."

Kurusu Akatsuki understood this.

When he was playing mobile games and was in a hurry to draw cards, he would always flip through the story playback page over and over again looking for the [Skip] button.

Presumably, this teacher, whom he has never met before, is also eager to see the rarity of this transfer student.

Soon, under the strange gaze of the security guard, a pretty young woman hurried out of the teaching building with a translucent folder in her pocket.

She walked to the school gate and saw Kurusu Akatsuki standing outside the access control station, fiddling with her cell phone.

"Amamiya?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kawakami, for causing you trouble."

Kawakami Sadayo carefully looked at Kurusu Akatsuki and nodded. She looked at the guard nearby and said, "I'm the teacher in charge of Class D, Grade 2. Can you please let him in?"

The guard nodded obediently.

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Walking in the still empty teaching building, Kawakami Sadao looked at the transfer student, who was thin and weak, with a clean temperament, wearing glasses, and seemed to be law-abiding.

He should be a very worry-free child.

She said, "There's still some time before class starts, I can take you to pick up the textbooks on the way."

"You came early, so you can choose your favorite seat first."

"Don't worry about your student ID for now. I'll contact the logistics staff to get it reissued for you. Come to my office next Monday to pick it up."

......

"Second year, Class D, Amamiya Ren."

"Amamiya Ren?"

"Amamiya Ren, it's your turn to come in." the man repeated.

"Yes."

Kurusu Akatsuki forced himself to accept this unfamiliar name.

He received a set of textbooks from the librarian and began to look for his class.

Fortunately, today and tomorrow are both "registration days" and classes have not officially started yet. Most of the students returning to school are participating in various miscellaneous club activities and running for student union positions.

The transfer students' customary self-introduction session will not begin until next Monday when classes officially start.

This means that after Kurusu Xiao puts away the textbooks and tidies up the desk, he can immediately leave the school and start working to earn money... No, working is secondary.

The most important thing at the moment is to find a long-term place to live.

At the same time, we must find a way to find out the past of "Amamiya Ren" and her current debt situation.

The weather was very good and the classroom was bright. The leaves of the ground ivy outside the window had already climbed up to the corridor on the second floor. The sun shone through, casting a layer of soft green light on the white///pink walls of the classroom.

Kurusu Akatsuki stood by the side window and peeked into the classroom.

Sitting next to the podium, two girls who knew each other were chatting and laughing.

In the corner of the classroom, a group of boys were playing a card game around a desk, occasionally erupting into groans or cheers due to defeat or victory.