Tokyo Psychic

Then, the Phantom Thief suddenly looked up and shouted "Supreme Magic Bullet" in a tone that was full of Chuunibyou. The demon-shaped Persona behind him immediately raised the musket in his hand, and a storm of rage erupted from the muzzle, completely shattering the entire space in front of him in an instant.

......

Before his death, he used the [Eye of the World], also bestowed by God, to see the demonic Persona for the first time and analyze its various abilities. He was nearly frightened to death by the exaggerated panel:

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Yasin

——The end of the Fool's Path, "The Essence of Satanyel".

Arcana: The Fool

Strength 99MAX

Magic 99MAX

Endurance 99MAX

Speed ​​99MAX

Luck 99MAX

Special skills: [Gun of Reversing the World], [Mahayagaon], [Supreme Magic Bullet], [Survival Trick], [Unwavering Heart].

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The man in white royal clothing and a red crow mask felt his collar soaked with cold sweat, and in his heart he kept calling the name of the god who had assigned him to come here and kill Jing Qinrencai.

But no matter how panicked, regretful, or angry he was, he could never get a response from the being who claimed to be God.

Now I finally understand why someone who claims to be an omnipotent "God" cannot take action to deal with a resurrected thief... It's not that he "can't", but that he "dare not".

It was obvious that he was being used as a disposable tool to test the thief's background.

Then a kind of determination gradually appeared in those dark golden pupils.

The Persona user turned around without hesitation and looked at the Phantom Thief who was slowly approaching across the station holding Isen Renna.

Then, under the surprised and vigilant gaze of the Phantom Thief, he leaped up without warning, raising his hands like a ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey.

"Yasen!"

"I surrender!"

Almost a unanimous cry.

The bloody demon behind Kurusu Akatsuki had just raised his musket when he saw the enemy of unknown origin kneel down on the ground with a thud, assuming a standard dogeza posture. At the same time, the long metal beak of the red crow mask stabbed into the ground with a crisp sound, like a craftsman raising a hammer to hammer a nail into a wooden board.

The man seemed to realize how ridiculous and embarrassing he was at the moment, so he shook his head vigorously, trying to break free from the mask and get rid of the embarrassment.

But the next moment, a pair of black high-heeled boots stepped on his head, pressing it down with undeniable force.

"Who are you?" There was a hint of subtle doubt in Kurusu Akatsuki's voice.

"Shido...Shido Goro." An extremely aggrieved answer.

Kurusu Akatsuki's expression became even more strange. "Akechi Goro, do you know him?"

"Yes, of course I know him. He's the most famous clown here."

"Ok?"

As the enemy, Shido Goro had no sense of keeping secrets. "He was the 'me' of the past, too foolish to hide even the slightest conspiracy or emotion. Even the trivial matter of 'revenge' was handled in a muddled way. In the end, I had to personally take care of that old bald man who was singing on the street."

Such a love-hate relationship had developed between the two main culprits of the out-of-control incident... Kurusu Akatsuki kindly reminded him, "Shido Zhengyi is your biological father."

Shido Goro said nonchalantly, "I killed my own father. I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Then his tone became somewhat disdainful and self-deprecating, "Every time I think back to how pathetic I was in high school, I can't help but feel disgusted."

Kurusu Akatsuki held Iiseri Jinna, who seemed about to faint at any moment, and continued to ask Shido Goro, "Since Shido Masayoshi was killed by you, then what about Akechi Goro?"

He was very concerned about how the two culprits who had caused a series of riots in Tokyo would exit the stage.

Shido Goro answered quickly, fearing the Phantom Thief might shoot him down in a fit of rage. "The God ordered him to assassinate the sister of a suspected Persona user at a middle school near Tokyo University. Not only did he fail, he also lost his life there."

"Suspected Persona user?"

"It was a man named 'Narukami Yuu', and the target of the assassination was his younger sister who was in junior high school. I think her name was 'Dojima Nanako'."

Kurusu Akatsuki's interrogation continued, "Where is the god who gave you the orders?"

"I don't know where He is, but the last time we met was in Kawasaki..."

A pair of pale hands suddenly stretched out from the void without any warning, pressed down Shido Goro's head, and then twisted it twice in an instant.

Crack, the sound of the cervical vertebrae breaking and bones piercing the muscles and skin was so clear.

This process happened so quickly, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times in advance, and it just happened to capture the moment when the thief was distracted.

By the time Akatsuki Kozue tried to stop him, Shido Goro had already stopped breathing.

Damn it.

The Phantom Thief hugged Jing Qin Rencai tightly and glanced around with cold eyes.

He was carrying an ordinary sick person with him, so there was no way he could take the opportunity to search extensively in the memory space - even if he found traces of the "God", it was impossible for him to launch a high-intensity battle while protecting Jing Qinrencai's safety.

This was obviously not a calculation... At that moment, he clearly felt the hostility from the entire impression space.

But the hostility was fleeting. It didn't seem like a hesitant decision, but more like a trade-off made after anticipating the outcome of the battle.

The thief looked at the corpse with a broken neck at his feet, with unspeakable anger rolling in his eyes.

Isen Renai, who had no idea of ​​the current situation and didn't notice anything unusual around her, just curled up in Kurusu Akatsuki's arms as much as possible and trembled.

As if mocking his concerns as a decent person, a door suddenly opened on the wall of the impression space.

The enemy hiding in the impression space did not dare to rashly initiate a battle with Lai Qixiao, and was also afraid of the consequences of the battle, so they took the initiative to open a portal for him that could directly return from the impression space to reality.

It gives people the illusion that he is kneeling down and begging for mercy with all his might.

Kurusu Akatsuki, holding Io Serina, walked towards the gate without hesitation. When he was about to leave, he turned his head to look at the deep darkness of the tram station and silently lip-synced.

"Just wait, I'll tear all your claws off in no time."

......

In the deepest part of the unattended impression space, a round object suddenly bulged out from the body of Shido Goro, whose body was covered in blood under the emergency light.

Then, a strange-looking white little beast slowly emerged from Shido Goro's clothes.

It looked at the completely closed door where Kurusu Akatsuki had left with some lingering fear.

I almost signed a contract with that girl and made her a "magical girl" as well.

How could he have provoked such an unexpected monster? The density of original sin enveloping him was so high that it was almost materializing.

It shook its head for a while, then floated up and rushed into the darkness of the tram station as quickly as a stream of light.

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At 12:23 in the evening at Shigenjaya.

We have to be thankful that this street is so old that there are no cameras installed.

"Are we saved?"

In the dark street, Jing Serina looked cautiously at Kurusu Akatsuki, who had suddenly changed back into her school uniform.

"You're saved." He continued to hold her like a princess. "Did you end up in that place... because you opened the 'Other World Navigation App'?"

"Sorry." Jing Qinren's voice was very soft.

"I'm the one who should apologize. I didn't expect those guys would be willing to reveal such a big flaw and want to kill you."

Jing Qinrenai raised her hands with great effort and hugged Kurusu Akatsuki's shoulders, so that she could be closer to him, as if this would make her feel more secure.

"Amamiya... is he really a psychic?"

"It would be more appropriate to think of me as a 'Stand User.'" Kurusu Akatsuki held her as they walked down the street. "Just think of what happened tonight as a nightmare."

Jing Qin Rencai didn't cry, or rather, she didn't have the energy to cry. She just coughed a few times and said, "Mr. Sakura must be very worried now."

"You were missing for two hours, after all."

Kurusu Akatsuki put her down and took out his cell phone to check the time.

"What should I do now..." Jing Qinrencai didn't have the strength to cry, but her voice was filled with tears. With misty eyes, she looked at the personality mask user in front of her at a loss.

Kurusu Akatsuki was on the phone with Sakura Sojiro. "Just say you had a fever and were hallucinating. You climbed out the window and went outside. Then you lay unconscious in the grass for two hours. I found you when I hurried back to Shigenjaya."

"Such a lame lie..."

Kurusu Akatsuki pointed at Jingqin Rencai's dusty pajamas and said, "This is actually the most reasonable explanation."

After a while, the call was connected.

"Amemiya, is there something wrong?" Sakura Sojiro's tone was filled with strong irritation and anxiety.

"I found Jingqin." Kurusu Akatsuki repeated all the reasons he had just given to Jingqin Rencai.

"This kid...ah!" A heavy sigh of helplessness came from the receiver. "Wait for me now, I'll be back soon."

"Where is Mr. Sakura now?"

"Metropolitan Police Department." After this explanation, the call was hung up by the other end.

Kurusu Akatsuki was about to say a few more words to comfort Jing Qinrencai when he found that she was hugging him with a tired look on her face, breathing evenly and weakly.

Through the thin pajamas, I can feel the girl's body temperature and the soft scent of shampoo.

After all, he didn't make any noise to disturb them, but just looked at the dark sky above his head with a bit of regret.

There has been a change of plan. I have to go to the headquarters of the "AU" operator tomorrow to investigate the situation.

The thief thought that he could also stop by the city hall, maybe he could find some useful clues there.

The young boy and girl stood leaning against each other in the dim night. The old-fashioned street lights cast the shadow of the transformer box on the sidewalk randomly onto a low white wall, which was intertwined with the shadows of the swaying branches of the banyan tree. It looked like the balcony where Romeo sang love songs to Juliet.

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(Today I had too many classes, and I couldn't really get into the writing mode, so I wrote very slowly. This chapter arrived over an hour late, so I deliberately wrote 200 words less to avoid the 1,000-word billing line, so that everyone can subscribe at a lower price.)

044. The enemy is on the other side of the sea (two in one)

Even though it was past midnight, I was still exhausted.

Back in LeBron's attic, Kurusu Akatsuki still forced himself to complete an hour-long workout.

Push-ups, plank support, sit-ups, jump jumps...

Until all the remaining strength is completely drained.

The personality mask is the embodiment of inner strength. With the deepening of modern psychological research, there are countless ways to strengthen the "mind", from a wide variety of meditation to a variety of training methods... Among them, fitness is undoubtedly the simplest and most effective one.

In the process of physical growth and gradual improvement of physical condition, you will gain a sense of accomplishment and self-identity, thereby indirectly improving the various values ​​of the personality mask, allowing it to perform better in combat.

After taking a shower, Kurusu Xiao lay down on the bed. She was so tired that she didn't even have the mood to pick up her phone to play games.

He opened Line and found that it was 2:30 in the morning, but the class group was still chatting lively.

[Yes, I'm targeting the devil (Mishima Yuki): This is so annoying! Why is there a "school safety training" tomorrow?!]

[Clover is great (Ann Takamaki): Is tomorrow the volleyball club's school team tryout?]

[Yes, I'm targeting the devil: That's right! I've been preparing for this for a long time!]

[What's your business? (Sakamoto Ryuji): How come Mr. Mishima, who calls himself an "all-around athlete," hasn't been selected for the school team yet? Is it because he didn't want to in the past?]

[That's right, I'm targeting the devil: Shut up! Don't mistake Showjin's ace club for your track and field club, an unpopular club that can't even field two teams in three years!]

[What can I do for you?: Humph, no matter what you say, I became a key player on the school team in my first year. This is an indisputable fact~]

[That's right, I'm targeting the devil: Ryuji! How dare you take it any further!]

What can I do for you? Haha. (Kakyoin Noriaki eating cherries.jpg)

Seeing that the two were about to start a big quarrel over this topic, the students who were originally discussing the disappearance of Ishihara from the neighboring class 2-A could no longer bear it.

[JM409244: Are you guys planning on staying up tomorrow?]

[Daytime Fireworks: If you want to argue, go to private chat and don't disrupt everyone's chat in the group.]