Tokyo Psychic

Kurusu Akatsuki quickly got into business mode and handed a cup of freshly made ice cream to Toyokawa Shoko who was wringing out a rag nearby.

Toyokawa Shoko's movements froze for a moment, then she took the prototype from Kurusu Akatsuki's hand and whispered a thank you.

After finishing her ice cream, she picked up a rag and began wiping the counter.

The manager of STARRY is in the next room discussing with the band that will be performing today.

The two people behind the counter were busy for a while.

Shoko Toyokawa suddenly raised her head and looked at Kurusu Akatsuki who was operating the ice cream machine. She thought of her experiences in the hotel and the police station, and her heart was throbbing indescribably.

After hesitating for a moment, she said to Kurusu Akatsuki with difficulty, "The debt issue can actually be..."

"I will pay it back. After all, your family probably needs the money right now, right?"

Kurusu Akatsuki answered nonchalantly, but his tone revealed an undeniable determination and steadiness.

Toyokawa Shoko put the rag into the sink and said, "Your real creditor is actually my father."

"...I know."

"We talked on the phone before. He has become a bad person now. Even if he receives the repayment of the debt from you, he will definitely continue to do those bad things, so..." Toyokawa Shoko's voice became softer and softer.

Kurusu Akatsuki took out an apron from the cupboard and put it on. "Then why don't I just give you the money separately?"

"No, what I mean is... my current high school waives my tuition, and I get a scholarship every semester. I can eat for free in the cafeteria every day, and I've also taken on a few part-time jobs recently, so I have some money saved."

Toyokawa Shoko took a deep breath, then looked into Kurusu Akatsuki's eyes with her sharp eyes. "I can lend you some of them."

The lights from the underground livehouse shone on her fair face, giving it an angelic glow.

Is this "sympathy"? No, I seem to be more "ill" than she is.

I was pitied by her one-sidedly.

Kurusu Akatsuki covered his face, unable to imagine that one day he would actually end up in a situation where he was pitied by a little girl.

and so--

Where's the Xiujin Finance Department? Send me the money quickly!

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034. Kids, I'm really cheating this time (two in one)

PM9:50.

STARRY was about to close, and the remaining customers who were drinking in the store were leaving one after another. The band members on the stage were holding their instruments and discussing the performance next to the speakers despite feeling sleepy.

Kurusu Akatsuki took a broom and worked with Ijichi Hoshige to clean up the traces left by the guests in the cold hall.

The cold white light cast a hazy rainbow glow on the dark floor, casting a halo of light on the surfaces of several spread-out candy wrappers.

After the bustle of the night, people felt an indescribable sense of lethargy and boredom. Nothing they did had the energy to do, and everything seemed meaningless. The room, where people had come and gone, seemed especially empty and silent.

"Do you find it hard?" Yijizhi Xingge always had a stern face when he spoke. It seemed that the enthusiasm he had shown when they first met this afternoon was just an illusion.

In the eyes of others, it was really an illusion.

She always had a cold expression that said "don't bother anyone".

However, as a "Phantom Thief of the Mind", Kurusu Akatsuki is too sensitive to various emotions, and can often directly capture the little bit of true feelings revealed in the other person's words and actions.

This is also one of the reasons why his intuition is always effective in finding evildoers.

Kurusu Akatsuki swept away the candy wrappers, picked up an empty plastic bottle and threw it into the nearby trash can. Only then did she answer Ichichi Hoshige's question, "Compared to the 1,800 hourly wage and the extra commission from the drinks, this kind of work should be pretty easy."

Ijichi Hoshige picked up a speaker and moved towards the storage room. "You really don't look spoiled at all. It's rare to see high school students like you these days."

From 5:15 pm, I kept entertaining guests for nearly five hours. During this time, I had to answer a lot of troublesome questions from guests about the band's performance time and the songs they would play. I even had to deal with some troublesome female customers occasionally...

The store manager sighed sincerely, "The guys who used to work here would run out to me in a panic when they encountered these kinds of situations. I never thought you could handle it on your own."

"I've always had a good memory, and I can remember the chronological order of the performances instantly. It's the intoxicated guests who are more troublesome."

Kurusu Akatsuki recalled that when he was a waiter at the counter, he had to take care of the customers' moods and emotions, answer all kinds of boring questions that inquired about his personal information, and even help those women who were drunk to the point of limp legs to order online taxis and provide life advice... Am I going to be a psychologist in the future?

He felt that he did have the potential to be a psychologist.

If you start developing experience in interacting with people who are emotionally unstable at a young age, you may become a leader in the field of psychology in the future.

After watching "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure", he felt a little regretful that he didn't get to know more about the invincible Mr. Jotaro Kujo.

Kurusu Akatsuki flicked the white baseball cap on his head, which was standard issue for employees.

Now that I've traveled to a parallel world, it's time to become the second "Invincible Jotaro"...

At this moment, Ijichi Xingge, who had returned to the counter to count the sales, suddenly turned around and stared at him with a weird look.

"You kid, you're not going to be so depressed that you'll become a gigolo in the future, are you?"

Kurusu Akatsuki's passion and ambition were frozen in an instant.

Ijichi Xingge continued, "You sold twenty-five bottles of champagne and forty-one bottles of beer today, nearly emptying the store's inventory... No wonder I see so many more drunk girls at the ticket counter than before."

Kurusu Akatsuki took two steps back, his hands trembling as he held onto his cap. "Isn't this proof of my diligence? These are all real achievements! Manager, take a look at the cash in the drawer!"

Ichichi Xingge opened the drawer and saw a thick stack of cash, which was more than STARRY's revenue in any previous day.

How can you make money faster from concert ticket sales than from selling alcohol?

She was sure that when STARRY opened again tomorrow, a group of women would come to her and ask about the new waiter in the store... Just thinking about it made her feel troubled.

So she sighed sincerely, "I suddenly want to say something a little rude."

Kurusu Akatsuki backed away again, looking as if he was about to escape from the counter. "Then please stop talking."

Yidizhi Xingge picked up the stack of banknotes and, without counting them, counted out about one-third of the amount by feeling, then patted the table with his hands, making a muffled sound.

"Don't be surprised by your share today. Although it's only 10%, based on your performance tonight, I think this is the amount I deserve."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kurusu Akatsuki came up to Ichichi Hoshige with all her heart, and then bowed deeply, "Manager, I was ignorant just now!"

Ijichi Seika's mouth twitched, and she pulled back a bit from the stack of Fukuzawa Yukichi's notes. "Can you show me how you tricked so many women into buying alcohol? It's nothing special, I'm just genuinely curious... STARRY has never sold so many bottles of alcohol since it opened, but we've sold quite a few drinks like Coke."

Kurusu Akatsuki lifted the messy hair on his forehead without hesitation, then took off his glasses and pinned them on his head, revealing his incredibly handsome face. He then improvised a chest-touching gesture by a London gentleman that he had seen in a Charlie Chaplin pantomime in his previous life.

Just when he was about to further imitate the speech of the "shota butlers" in the anime, he saw a stack of banknotes suddenly handed to him.

Yidizhi Xingge turned her head away, stretched her hand holding the banknotes straight forward, not daring to look at him again.

Then, she waved her hand at Kurusu Akatsuki in disdain, "You're so greasy at such a young age. How can you still look like a student? It's getting late. Go home quickly."

Kurusu Xiaoru felt as if he had been pardoned. He took the money, thanked him again, and ran away quickly.

"Guitar!" Ichichi Xingge shouted behind him.

"I left it at the store. I'll get it after school tomorrow." Kurusu Akatsuki had already rushed up the stairwell.

A few minutes passed.

The door of the recording studio next to the counter opened, and Ijichi Kouka and Yamada Ryo walked out with their backpacks on their backs.

Ichichi Hoshige took out the key and walked over to lock the recording studio.

"Have you finished your homework?"

"I've finished writing, and also reviewed the knowledge points in the geography book and some English words. Liang, am I right?" Ijichi Hongxia looked at her best friend.

"Yes, like Abandon," Yamada Ryo echoed.

Yidizhi Xingge shook her head, too lazy to expose their little lies, "Liang, it's not safe to walk alone at night. Hongxia and I will take you home."

"Hmm." Yamada Ryo nodded.

Ijichi Nikka trotted over to turn off the lights. "Have Amemiya-san and Toyokawa-san left?"

Ijichi Hoshika walked up the stairwell to wait for her, "Toyokawa went home at 7:30, and Amemiya just left."

"I see, it seems like Sister is in a good mood tonight."

"Because the sales are great." Ijichi Xingge locked the store door.

"Yeah! Yeah!" Ijichi Hongxia was also happy about this. She really liked this livehouse.

But why are your ears and face a little red? ...Is she catching a cold?

In the light of the chandelier in the stairwell, she followed behind Ichichi Xingge, thinking so doubtfully.

*

Spring is almost over.

On the way back to Shigenjaya, Kurusu Akatsuki looked at the petals of the night cherry blossoms scattered on the ground and sighed.

I have to say, Shimokitazawa is really close to Shigenjaya.

Without the weight of his guitar, Kurusu Akatsuki quickly returned to LeBron.

The neighbor's Siamese cat had been squatting at the door of the coffee shop, licking its paws.

When it saw Kurusu Akatsuki approaching, instead of retreating like last time, it took a few steps closer and meowed tentatively.

Kurusu Akatsuki half-knelt down and slowly reached out his hand towards its head.

The kitten, which looked less than a year old, cooperated obediently by raising its neck and rubbing its head repeatedly in Kurusu Akatsuki's palm.

After petting the cat for a while, Kurusu Akatsuki took out his key, opened the door and walked in on LeBron.

The cat didn't follow in. It squatted outside the door and stared at Kurusu Akatsuki's back for a while, then quietly left.

*

Drink coffee, exercise, clean the store, and take a shower.

After completing the above steps, Kurusu Xiao finally lay down on the small bed in the attic at half past eleven.

I went through a lot today.

He glanced at the Persona "Dioscuri" who was writing in a diary by the window.

When I got up early, I worked in LeBron and earned three thousand.

I earned about 120,000 from STARRY that night.

I gained a lot and can now buy a laptop.

Kurusu Akatsuki picked up his phone and glanced at the class chat group. He noticed that the chat box was moving down almost every second. It was strange. What were everyone discussing so intensely?

Ok?

A girl from Class A, Grade 2, is missing?!

No wonder Ito suddenly called all the students in Class 2-A back to the classroom during cooking class today.

Kurusu Akatsuki glanced at the timestamp on his phone, clicked his tongue, and gave up the idea of ​​investigating the situation late at night.

He was recently involved in a very serious "out-of-control incident". If he was caught by the camera and the police came to his house for questioning, it would be very troublesome... Now it is 2022, not 2015 when he was in high school. High-definition cameras have long been popular on and off campus.

I'd better go and find out about it slowly when I go to school tomorrow.

Kurusu Akatsuki turned off the lights, pulled over the quilt and prepared to go to sleep.

I tossed and turned in bed, but still couldn't fall asleep. I felt a little overexcited.

Is it true that the exhausted mental energy has recovered a little?

As expected of me, even after using [Memory Reading] intensively for four consecutive days, I was able to slaughter everyone in the impression space not long after. My mental strength, which had been overdrawn for a long time, recovered so quickly.

Anyway, my current academic ability is enough to cope with this semester's exams, so it's time to find a way to make money... If you think about it carefully, there are still quite a lot of differences between the two worlds in various entertainment works.

Light novel? Song? Manga?

Considering the efficiency of profitability...

Then I'll copy the light novel that was very popular in District 11 in my previous life and try to publish it.

He suddenly pounded the bed, then looked up at the Persona who was writing in the diary opposite him.

"Dioscuri! Cheat for me!"

"I want to [read] No Game No Life!"

The Persona dropped the diary and saluted Kurusu Akatsuki.