Tokyo Psychic

Kurusu Akatsuki leaned against the window, took out his cell phone, and began to plan his itinerary.

First, let’s take a look at the three giants of the library.

The so-called "Big Three Bunko" refers to "DB Bunko, Fujimi Fantasia Bunko and Kakuo Ao Sneaker Bunko".

His first choice was naturally the renowned "DB Bunko." According to online descriptions, it was once the undisputed leader in the era of "paperback" light novels, and "DB Bunko" even became synonymous with "light novel." Many of its publications have wielded considerable influence online.

However, with the development of the times, without the support of super popular works that adapt to the trend, DB Bunko gradually lost its position as the industry leader and began to decline.

Since you have copied your previous life's work, you must find a way to maximize its benefits... If you want to get ahead as quickly as possible, submit your work to a declining

Kurusu Akatsuki opened the best-selling list of "DB Bunko" and his eyes froze for a moment on the title of "Sword Sanctuary" at the top.

This book should have been made into an anime a long time ago, right?

He tried to search for the corresponding animation company.

As expected, none of the familiar voice actor names in my memory appeared.

......

When the tram arrived at the station again, the crowd began to move again.

But when the Sierra door opened, the outside was already full of people waiting for the bus.

It's like a tin kettle that has been boiling water. It just let out a little air, and before the water can be drained out, the lid is immediately taken off and placed under the faucet.

After finally squeezing out of the car, standing on the street outside the tram station, you will feel a sense of relief.

Chiyoda Ward, as the "city center", is indeed more prosperous than Setagaya Ward.

Surrounded by high-rise buildings, Kurusu Akatsuki picked up his laptop and began to find his way according to the navigation on his mobile phone.

About thirty minutes passed.

Kurusu Akatsuki stepped into the door of DB Library.

He found the receptionist in the bright lobby and asked, "Hello, I'm a new author who's here to submit a manuscript. Could you tell me how to get to Editor Woyan's office?"

"Make an appointment... What's the author name you registered on the website?"

"Kurisu Akatsuki."

"What about your real name?"

"...Amamiya Ren."

"You're still in high school, right? Writing a book isn't an easy path. If your submission fails, it's best to give up and go back to school to study hard..." The woman at the front desk scribbled on a form and pointed to the hallway behind her. "Take the elevator up to the fifth floor, then turn left and it's the second office. The address is '514'."

After a brief thank you, Kurusu Akatsuki walked into the corridor holding his laptop.

In the office near the elevator, you can hear the editor scolding the new author.

"What on earth is going on with all this plot you wrote yesterday?"

"what!"

"Why did you let the goblins defile the Rose Princess?! You spent three whole volumes getting the readers to like this heroine, and then you just send her to the goblin's lair without any foreshadowing? I ask, is your head filled with goblin O fluid?!"

“I’m so sorry!!”

"And here, take a look for yourself. Is there something wrong with your writing here? Why did the reincarnated sage, the male protagonist, have to use a stone to fight the goblins when he had no weapons? And... and he lost the fight?!"

The editor pointed at the text on the tablet and cursed.

"I..." The new author was stammering and unable to speak.

The editor slammed the table in anger. "Didn't you write in the last volume that the protagonist had learned the magic of the new world?! Where's his magic now? Why didn't he use magic when the heroine was captured?! Why didn't he use magic even when he was about to lose the fight? Is your protagonist a fucking sage or a stone-slinging goblin?!"

"Go back today and delete all of these online plots and rewrite them. Show them to me before you consider publishing them. Do you understand?! How dare you let this kind of shitty story appear before readers? If you want to die, just say so!!!"

The editor's roar could be heard clearly even through the wall and door.

Kurusu Akatsuki, who was waiting for the elevator, shuddered.

The elevator door lowered, a gust of cold wind squeezed out from the gap in the metal door, and then the elevator door opened. The bright space looked like the devil's bloody mouth with flames burning in it.

He stood at the devil's mouth and clasped his hands together.

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Then he walked into the elevator.

Fifth floor, turn left, office 514...

Kurusu Akatsuki knocked on the mahogany sliding door with her fingers.

"Hello, I'm the new author Amamiya Ren who has made an appointment to submit his work."

"Please come in." A brisk voice came from the door.

Kurusu Akatsuki opened the door.

Open windows, curtains dancing like gauze skirts, and pages of books that are constantly opened and closed by the morning breeze.

On the rectangular desk are a pot of succulents, a laptop, a printer, and a huge figurine cabinet filled with various peripheral figurines derived from DB Bunko's IP.

On the wall opposite the desk hangs a line of powerful Chinese characters written in cursive script on rice paper: "Prajna is ignorant, yet knows everything."

A young and beautiful woman who looked like a college student and wore a baseball cap at an angle sat behind the desk. Her well-cared-for hands looked very nice. She had no nail polish on, and her nails were neatly trimmed into small round pieces. She pressed her fingertips on the screen of her mobile phone and tapped quickly.

Hearing the office door open, the woman didn't look up. She stared at her phone screen and asked Kurusu Akatsuki directly, "Please show me the manuscript."

Kurusu Akatsuki put the cotton bag on the table and took out the laptop inside.

The woman then raised her head and looked at Kurusu Akatsuki's features. "I'm the editor-in-chief of DB Bunko Group A, Woyan Izuko."

"I'm... Amamiya Ren, a second-year student at Shujin High School."

The thief turned on his computer and clicked on the Word document titled "No Game No Life: Volume 1." He then turned the screen to Woyan Izuko and said, "Here is the work I'm going to submit. Please take a look."

Woyan Izu Lake stared at the page number of nearly three hundred in the lower right corner of the screen with an interested look.

Then she took her mouse and connected it to Laiqi Xiao's computer, holding down the scroll wheel and sliding it down for about half a minute...

"Okay, passed."

"Hmm...ah?" Kurusu Akatsuki looked at Woyan Izu Lake in some surprise.

"Yes, it's approved, and it can be published online now." Woyan Izuko stared at Kurusu Akatsuki's face with admiration. "Let's sign the contract now, and we'll start preparing for publication tomorrow."

Then she opened the drawer and took out a thick stack of contracts and put them on the table.

Kurusu Akatsuki took the forty-plus page contract in a daze, sat down at the desk and began to read it.

He looked at the black words on the white paper crowded in front of him, and his expression gradually became strange.

The world is indeed a huge makeshift team.

But even a makeshift team must be logical, and Woyan Izu Lake's actions are, without a doubt, beyond ordinary logic.

The Phantom Thief's instinct kicked in at this moment.

Kurusu Akatsuki pretended to read the contract, but was actually secretly looking at the Izu Lake across the street.

She doesn't seem to be a persona user...

Kurusu Akatsuki flipped to page four of the contract and decided to get straight to the point. "Editor Woyan, I have a question."

"Please say."

"Isn't it a bit too hasty to decide on publishing after only reviewing the manuscript for less than a minute?"

"It's not a hasty contract, because this isn't a book publishing contract at all."

Woyan Izuhu stood up, walked behind Kurusu Akatsuki, closed the office door and locked it.

This action almost made Kurusu Akatsuki jump up.

Then, Woyan Izuko's next words made him freeze in place. "But think about it, this is a work brought back to reality by the 'Resurrected' from the dead... What kind of stories are recorded in the afterlife? I'm also curious to see it."

She smiled at Kurusu Akatsuki, who seemed to have suddenly become a different person. "I'm so lucky! After three years, I actually met the second 'Chosen One' in Tokyo..."

Kurusu Akatsuki put down the contract in his hand with an expressionless face. "You really do know about the Velvet Room."

Woyan Izuko waved his hand, "I know everything. Yeah, including the fact that you're the 'Mind Thief' who stole the spotlight in the 'Shinjuku Kamo Group Incident'. Even information like that is clear to me."

She tugged at the baseball cap that was tilted on her head and said, "Let me introduce myself again—"

"Woyan Izuko, Chief Advisor of the Japan Strange Events Countermeasures Bureau."

"Mind Thief" Amamiya Ren, I sincerely invite you to join us."

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the office, and the contract began to be torn off page by page.

One of the pages of printed paper slowly floated down and landed in Kurusu Akatsuki's hands.

This is a very formal recruitment letter.

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(It took me a long time to recover. I'm too lazy to watch League of Legends games anymore. I added 400 words to this chapter for free, which exceeded the limit of Hedgehog Cat's paid chapters, so this is considered compensation.)

(I have a full afternoon of classes, and just returned to the dorm after having dinner off campus with my roommate. Today's update should be finished around 11pm.)

039. We all have a bright future (two in one)

Kurusu Akatsuki glanced at the recruitment letter in his hand and immediately sensed something was wrong.

[Japan's Strange Incidents Countermeasures Bureau], these four nouns seem to be out of place when put together.

In addition, this now seems like a crude arrangement of an "ambush".

He looked at Woyan Izuko who was already sitting behind his desk and began to read his book "No Game No Life" seriously.

This woman who looks a little mysterious...seems to be just an ordinary person?

Kurusu Akatsuki turned around and looked at the line of Chinese characters written on the wall: "Prajna is ignorant, knows everything."

"Ms. Woyan, I almost thought you really possessed the ability of 'omniscience'. This information about me shouldn't have been collected by you yourself, right?"

The thief suddenly felt a little disappointed. If only this Miss Woyan in front of him really knew everything. In that case, many of the troubles he was facing would be easily solved.

Kurusu Akatsuki, who has retrieved his personality mask in the Velvet Room, is confident enough to ignore threats in any field. In his current situation where he has no supporters to help him, his most scarce resource is "intelligence."

The corners of Woyan Izuko's mouth twitched noticeably as he reviewed the manuscript. "You're right, I didn't gather the intelligence myself. But I was considered 'all-knowing' about three years ago."

Sounds even worse than me. Kurusu Akatsuki thought to himself that when he first crossed over, he went from being a "psychic user" to being a "suspected psychic user." This Miss Woyan went directly from being a "psychic user" to being "a former psychic user."

"What happened during this time?"

"Three years ago, while I was investigating an urban legend about televisions in Yasinaba Town, Japan, a monster calling itself 'Izanami' confiscated all my unusual concepts."

She leaned back in her soft office chair, looking up at the ceiling in distress. "Then two weeks ago, when I just returned to Japan, someone claiming to be 'God' suddenly broke into my dream and told me a lot about the 'Mind Thief' and the Velvet Room. He then ordered me to come to Tokyo and kill you."

"It didn't even dare to come looking for you on its own, intending to use me as cannon fodder... Anyway, I used many one-time tricks to escape. Now, aside from a few connections in Japan, I'm just an ordinary person with a bit of supernatural power, barely enough to protect myself, and a relatively large amount of knowledge."

"Actually, I was surprised to see you walk into my office like that. All those arrangements just now were just a trick, trying to get some useful information out of you... I didn't expect that for someone who looks like a high school student, you'd be so alert."

Woyan Izu Lake pulled the baseball cap on his head, and his mood was obviously depressed.

Kurusu Akatsuki was too lazy to read the meaningless recruitment letter in his hand anymore and simply pushed it back to her. "Do you have any information on those things claiming to be 'gods'? They've been playing some terrible pranks on my life lately."

Woyan Izuko took the recruitment letter, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the wastebasket beside him. "I originally wanted to know from you the origins of these monsters who claim to be 'gods'... That encounter three years ago caused me to lose so much important knowledge, and no matter how hard I try, I can only recover a small part of it."

She nodded at the laptop in front of her. "I'm just a rookie editor making 300,000 yen a month. Anyway, I apologize for the offense I just caused you... How about I treat you to lunch? A Michelin restaurant, wanna try it?"

Upon hearing that Woyan Izuko had voluntarily given up on pursuing such unrealistic information, Kurusu Akatsuki happily continued her topic, saying, "I'd be happy to try."

Woyan Izu Lake sighed, then continued reading "No Game No Life" on Kurusu Akatsuki's computer.

"Just now, you said you were a new editor... Is it so easy to get a job at DB Bunko now?"

"As for connections, if you ask a few old acquaintances, you'll always find a way to get a job."

There was silence in the office for about three minutes.

The thief took out his phone and browsed the campus forum for a while, then suddenly looked up at the victim of the "out-of-control incident" in front of him.

"Miss Woyan wants to take 'revenge' on those guys?"

"Revenge? That's too far away. I just want to survive." Woyan Izu Lake said casually.

She was concentrating on reading the book "No Game No Life" that Kurusu Akatsuki brought to her.

The story is very well-written, and all the settings are very interesting. It is enough to achieve very impressive results in the current market full of toilet paper works about reincarnation in another world... If the subsequent plot can keep up, maybe it can be operated as the next work that is no less than "Sword Sanctuary".