Tokyo Psychic

The chaotic footsteps around combined into a disordered heat flow, which slowly flowed out of the gymnasium door.

Kurusu Akatsuki suddenly looked back at the increasingly empty gymnasium. Behind the dim podium, the newly appointed principal was chatting and laughing with some elderly people.

But this time, he could no longer feel that distinct and unbridled desire from the other party.

It seemed as if the scene he had glimpsed not long ago was just an illusion.

The thief narrowed his eyes slightly.

He never believed in so-called "illusions".

Light, smell, sound...any information received by his senses may deceive him, but the intuition that has helped him escape death countless times will not.

After all, the distance was too far, making it difficult for Kurusu Akatsuki to see the details of Shinma Xiaolian's face, and the "micro-expression" technique naturally could not work.

We have to investigate that guy.

When this thought came to his mind, Kurusu Akatsuki realized belatedly that he seemed to no longer be the "Mind Thief".

Kurusu Akatsuki, seventeen years old, is an ordinary high school student.

Tsk.

The displeasure of the former Phantom Thief reached its peak.

Jing Qinrencai, who was standing next to him, clearly heard the smacking sound.

I should find a way to make money first, such as getting a scholarship.

Kurusu Akatsuki looked at his little follower, "What's your cell phone number and email address?"

Jing Qinrencai subconsciously took a half step back, a little nervous, "Why are you asking this suddenly?"

"We all share the same guardian, and in a vague sense, we're neighbors. It would be strange if we didn't know each other's contact information."

"Okay, that seems to be the case."

Jing Qinrencai looked around for a while and found that not many people around were paying attention to this place, so she unlocked her phone and quietly approached Lai Qixiao.

Kurusu Akatsuki also took out his cell phone.

These two people look a bit like spies from a mysterious organization meeting and exchanging secret codes.

*

By the time they returned to their classroom, the entire physical education class had ended.

The math teacher took advantage of his spare time to plug a USB drive into the presentation computer and began looking for the slides of the courseware.

Kurusu Akatsuki and Isen Rinna walked into the classroom at the same time, which once again sparked discussion among the classmates.

But as the bell rang, the gossiping voices quickly disappeared without a trace, leaving only the occasional whispered note passed back and forth between the desks, and some suppressed laughter mixed in with the math teacher's speech.

So peaceful...

It was so quiet that it was a bit too boring.

Kurusu Akatsuki didn't care about the looks from people around him. He simply held up his textbook to block the teacher's sight, then unlocked his phone and started searching the app store for the country's most popular mobile games.

"Uma Musume, Crimson Files, Castle Clash, MasterDuel... What weird names."

Seeing that he still had plenty of data, he simply downloaded all the games.

Unlike Kurusu Akatsuki who calmly accepted everyone's attention, his little follower was already feeling uneasy because of the constant gazes coming from all directions.

Jing Qinrencai felt that she could not concentrate on what the teacher said. She was always subconsciously observing her surroundings, and the notebook on the desk was still empty.

She endured it for half a class, but finally couldn't stand it anymore, so she mustered up the courage to turn around and look at her "neighbor" sitting by the window, wanting to learn from Kurusu Akatsuki, who was also a transfer student, how would she handle such a situation?

A group of beautiful girls with graceful figures, cute faces, horse ears and ponytails were running on his mobile phone screen.

However, this boy, who should have been super lively in every sense, was staring at the screen on his phone with great interest. A textbook was placed on the table, and a pen was spinning at his fingertips. There was no trace of his notebook or draft book at all.

If he doesn't even care about classroom discipline, how could he care about the attention of a dozen classmates?

Are you really here for class?

Of course, Jing Serina had heard of the name "Uma Musume". She had seen promotional advertisements for this game at the station several times.

The scene changed, and a beautiful black-haired girl with horse ears in a maid outfit was shyly twisting her waist with her hands behind her back in front of Kurusu Akatsuki's mobile phone screen, looking like a beauty who could bring disaster.

Then she noticed that the corner of the boy's mouth, who rarely smiled, actually turned up subtly...

This is too incongruous!!!

Jing Qinrencai banged her forehead against her palm in pain.

The scene was like the hero of a morning drama who had just rejected the passionate confession of the Yamato Nadeshiko-like heroine, as cold as iron, as indifferent as steel, leaving her standing there crying heartbreakingly, ignoring all her dignified and morally defiant pleas to stay. And then, the next moment, he took a taxi to an internet cafe, flashing a subtle, lewd and obscene smile as he opened a "Galgame" and began a romance with a paper-like beauty.

Of course, Kurusu Akatsuki's smile was neither lascivious nor timid, but rather had a kind of unrestrained and uninhibited handsomeness, which made Jing Qinrencai dare not look at it for too long, for fear that she would blush and be laughed at.

However, the amplitude of Jing Qinren's movement just now was still too large, and it immediately attracted the attention of the math teacher who was writing on the blackboard.

So he turned around with a stern face, and as expected, he saw the new transfer student Kurusu Akatsuki.

The math teacher, who had also endured for half a class, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Boys by the window in the second-to-last row, look up at the blackboard!"

Kurusu Akatsuki, who was tending horses, looked up at the blackboard, where a long mind map was drawn for the "Graphic Properties" chapter of "Number A".

"What's your name?"

"Amamiya Ren."

Kurusu Akatsuki stuck half of his head out from under the cover of the book, still holding a hot cell phone in his hand.

It had been many years since he went to high school, and he had never worked a proper job. He had long forgotten all about the so-called discipline.

Even after being called out by the teacher, he was still thinking about how to arrange Mi Yu's summer special training. He was determined to defeat all the horse girls in Japan and make them flee in panic today.

The bald middle-aged man on the podium laughed angrily when he saw this. "Do you know who I am?"

Some people began to laugh in the classroom, trying to suppress their laughter.

"His name is Ito Sanshui, our math teacher and also the second-grade principal..." A kind reminder suddenly came from behind Kurusu Akatsuki.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ito."

Kurusu Akatsuki said this readily, then clicked a few options in the game before putting down his phone and standing up.

Ito blankly tapped the blank space on the blackboard beside him. "What are the five centers of a triangle? Answer this question."

"External center, inner center, vertical center, center of gravity, lateral center." Kurusu Akatsuki said without thinking.

“These questions use…”

"Ceva's Theorem, Menelaos' Theorem." Kurusu Akatsuki answered quickly, still fluently saying the correct answer, without even a moment of thought or hesitation.

Ito's eyes became sharper and sharper. "Come up, you will solve these problems."

Kurusu Akatsuki stood motionless behind the desk, still answering fluently, "cos90°, tan45°, sin125°, cos30°..."

"Mental math? How do I know if you looked up the answers in the book? Come up here quickly, I want to see your solution process!"

In fact, there are no answers in the book at all. These were all adapted on the spot by Ito Sanshui from example questions.

Kurusu Akatsuki also knew that this was not an example question in the textbook, and he also heard the other party's difficulty, thinking that Teacher Ito had really found the right person.

The "count A" he learned last night came in handy now.

Witness the academic ability of someone who entered the Faculty of Science at Kyoto University without any preparation!

So Kurusu Xiao walked up to the podium, picked up the chalk, and began to answer the adapted example questions.

As expected, it was a perfect problem-solving process, with clear ideas and complete formulas.

But Ito was still not satisfied. He had to teach this new transfer student a lesson that would last a long time.

Kurusu Akatsuki's nerdy look is so deceptive.

So he simply said, "Fill in the blanks on the blackboard and then tell them to your classmates."

Then, Kurusu Akatsuki's back was no longer hunched, and he began to explain the knowledge points on the blackboard on behalf of Ito in a tone that was completely inconsistent with his appearance. He spoke eloquently, but his hands did not stop, and he continued to write on the blackboard in neat katakana.

Look at the thin boy writing on the blackboard with ease.

In a trance, Ito actually saw a samurai from the Edo period holding a wakizashi and dissecting a dead buffalo. The thick fur was spread apart to the sides, revealing the bright red muscles. The blade fell again, clearly and smoothly separating each piece of muscle, revealing the clean and beautiful white bones.

This is the state of "perfection".

After two minutes, Ito finally became discouraged and simply snatched the chalk from Qi Xiao's hand, motioning him to go back and sit down to continue listening to the class.

Ito looked at Kurusu Akatsuki walking down from the podium, and his eyes began to change subtly.

He has confirmed that this guy named "Amamiya Ren" has very solid basic skills in mathematics.

However, basic skills alone are not enough!

Kendo has the standard of "all disciples must pass on their knowledge", and the same is true for high school mathematics.

It’s just like in kendo there are many hidden moves and secrets that “cannot be taught”.

There are many valuable scoring points and problem-solving techniques in the mathematics papers of the college entrance examination that teachers will not teach in class.

They are all hidden in various dark corners of textbooks, tutorial books, and exercise books!

Ito suddenly revealed a somewhat creepy smile.

The entrance exam will be in three days. Let’s see what tricks you can come up with then.

He personally led the staff office through a month-long project to create the entire math exam. Hidden within it were relevant test points from the entrance exams for prestigious universities, ensuring it would give this out-of-town transfer student plenty of surprises...

What if Amamiya Ren really made it?

That's absolutely impossible.

Ito heard that this guy had so much fun during spring break that he even lost his student ID.

The questions that required the combined efforts of all mathematics teachers to complete were extremely difficult, involving all the "killer moves" that ordinary schools would never teach.

Often, only those fairly famous tutoring institutions will teach them to students who pay high tuition fees or are gifted.

Kawakami Sadae mentioned the family situations of the two transfer students to every teacher.

He believed that Amamiya Ren was extremely talented and a good seedling, but he was also sure that Amamiya Ren did not have enough time and money to spend in a cram school.

In addition, Amamiya Ren had never been exposed to the advanced education of Tokyo High School.

It can be imagined that if Amamiya Ren wants to get good grades in the school entrance examination three days later, it is no different from a ronin samurai who has been malnourished since childhood trying to chop down a two-meter-tall strong man wearing heavy armor and with broad shoulders and a wide body with a tattered sword.

Amemiya Ren is an excellent unpolished gem.

Ito didn't want to see such a rough diamond child ruined by his arrogance and various bad habits.

So he sincerely hoped that Amamiya Ren would fall, preferably with a bloody head.

Then, he would correct all of Amamiya Ren's bad learning habits and teach him everything he had learned in his life without leaving any room for error.

*

Kurusu Akatsuki returned to his seat amidst the shocked and awed gazes of the young boys and girls.

He turned his head and lowered his voice to thank the boy behind him who had just given him a reminder.

Then he took out his cell phone and continued to feed his horse.

This Uma Musume is quite interesting...

Kurusu Akatsuki brushed the chalk dust off his collar.

In his previous life, when he had nothing to do, he would often follow the trend and buy "horse tickets" in various horse racing competitions. He did it purely as a way to try his luck by scratching a few lottery tickets, and did not expect to make any money from it.

But through constant exposure, he became very familiar with the stories and experiences of those famous horses.

Now I saw a mobile game that turned all the racehorses into little girls, and I had a lot of fun playing it.

Until he saw the horse girl he had worked so hard to raise was defeated miserably by Mejiro McQueen in the "Emperor's Award", and then he knelt down in front of the screen and cried his eyes out.

Kurusu Akatsuki gasped and immediately turned off his phone. "Why was Miyu beaten by Mejiro McQueen by nine lengths in the Emperor's Prize? I must be dreaming."

In the real-life "Emperor's Award" in horse racing history, Mi Yu, who was not valued before the race, successfully defeated Mejiro McQueen, who was highly expected by countless fans, in an upset as a "Black Assassin", and played a classic counterattack plot. The confrontation between the king and the assassin made the whole decisive process full of fate and epic feeling.

As a result, after Mi Yu was put into the game, he lost miserably to Mejiro McQueen.

In order to ease the hesitation and confusion in his heart, he turned around as if no one was around and asked the boy with dyed yellow hair who was also not paying attention in class.

"By the way, what's your name?"