Tokyo Psychic

Kurusu Akatsuki as the "Phantom Thief of the Mind" left too deep an impression on her. That reliable, steady, and even omnipotent image could completely overwhelm her subconscious vigilance and fear of the outside world.

The girl, who just turned seventeen today, witnessed an extraordinary life-or-death battle, came into contact with horrific truths that nearly destroyed her life, and went to Tokyo to study alone—the experience filled her heart with panic, doubt, and intense confusion.

It can even be said that she came to Tokyo so eagerly just to seek refuge with the "Mind Thief".

Now An He Subaru once again saw Kurusu Akatsuki, who had taken off his thief costume and looked about the same age as herself. She almost instinctively wanted to rely on him more... This thought made her feel indescribable shame and humiliation.

The Phantom Thief tapped the table with his fingers, reminding An and Subaru, who were struggling, "Milk coffee tastes best when it's hot. It'll become greasy if it gets cold."

Picking out words from the other party's words that could be extended to mean "command" or "instruction", An Hesuba couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. With this strange sense of security, she picked up the cup and drank the warm coffee in small sips.

The atmosphere in the coffee shop was so quiet.

Until a weather report suddenly came on TV. The host described the railway destroyed by the typhoon in a worried tone. Large sections of the road between Tokyo and Kawasaki City suffered varying degrees of damage, and strong air currents were attacking the city at an extremely fast speed.

Kurusu Akatsuki looked up and looked at the satellite image on the TV screen.

The huge cyclone happened to cover the route of his originally planned "Kawasaki Tour".

He pointed at the screen and asked An and Subaru, "Have you ever experienced this incident before time went back?"

"At this time... you should still be on your way to Kawasaki."

"I can't wait to get going. Tell me about the information before 'Time Travel'."

Kurusu Akatsuki stared into An and Subaru's eyes, letting her own figure be reflected in those rose-like purple eyes, until a layer of hazy mist suddenly floated in them, covering up the girl's shyness and panic.

"...I understand." An Hesuba agreed in a low voice, staring blankly at the coffee in the porcelain cup, not daring to look him in the eye again.

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"Quite cunning," the Phantom Thief said, holding up his umbrella and gazing at the darkening sky. "He'd rather surrender a key figure who possessed the ability to rewind time than protect the organization's secrecy and manpower. He even went so far as to send a typhoon near the railway to prevent me from even thinking of heading to Kawasaki City."

Wearing slippers and holding an umbrella, An Hesuba followed him out of the coffee shop, then awkwardly tugged at the hem of her pleated skirt, trying to cover her legs that were revealing too much skin.

It's very strange. In the past, I could wear shorts and short skirts in the summer and go out with high-heeled or low-heeled sandals. But today's pleated skirt is not short, barely reaching the knees. Perhaps it is because it is not protected by pantyhose. Occasionally, when Kurusu Xiao's eyes fall on her thighs under the skirt, he immediately feels inexplicably embarrassed.

The rain was pouring down, and several bright flashes of lightning accompanied by thunder were so powerful that they seemed to tear the entire sky apart.

The suitcase, which had been washed countless times by the rain, was dragged forward in the rain by Kurusu Akatsuki.

An and Subaru tugged at the collar of their coats, trying to cover the slightly damp front of their shirts. While their underwear wouldn't reveal much, they couldn't help but notice Kurusu Akatsuki's gaze... even if he wasn't looking their way.

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Finally, they got on the tram. The carriage was empty and the air conditioner was on, making the girl shiver with cold.

Fortunately, the ride wasn't long, only two stops. She gritted her teeth and endured it, and soon arrived at Cangshan 1-chome.

Kurusu Akatsuki knew several places to stay near Shujin that were well decorated and well located.

Before he traveled through time, his self in this world had chosen an apartment there and paid the down payment.

I heard that after the refund, the landlord has not yet found the next suitable tenant, and the room has been vacant.

It can be handed over to An and Subaru.

Kurusu Akatsuki thought, this girl's family is quite wealthy, so she should be able to rent there until graduation, right?

When my light novel becomes a big hit, I will move out of LeBron's attic and find a high-end apartment to live in.

He imagined this with a little anticipation.

After some twists and turns, the two of them braved the heavy rain and successfully moved their suitcases into the high-end apartment only one kilometer away from Shujin. Although it was not the "luxury duplex" that An He Subaru described himself as living in Kawasaki City, it was surprisingly spacious with three bedrooms and a living room. There was also a large bed in the master bedroom that seemed like it could accommodate four people without feeling crowded.

The landlord said that this was originally intended to be his son's wedding house, but the couple seemed to be workaholics, so after getting married, they discussed moving into the company's employee apartment. In order to save more money for their future, he also started a house rental business.

"You're a little late," the landlord, who was about fifty years old, said regretfully as he stood at the stairs. "This room has already been rented by two girls today."

Kurusu Akatsuki took two steps upstairs carrying the heavy suitcase and said, "There's also a girl who wants to rent a room here."

"Huh? One? I thought you were a couple sharing a house." The landlord looked very surprised.

"I'm just a classmate who came to help." Kurusu Akatsuki explained to him.

The landlord looked at the lovely and beautiful An He Subaru and said, "Think about it carefully. The new tenants are all very beautiful women. Three bedrooms and one living room are indeed a bit too spacious for them. If this lady wants to move in, there should be room for negotiation."

He made way and watched Kurusu Akatsuki carry the suitcase upstairs, while he himself called the new tenant.

About ten minutes later, a security door opened outwards.

"Sorry for disturbing you."

Adhering to the principle of helping others to the end, Kurusu Akatsuki walked into the house carrying a suitcase.

The petite girl with a cute face sitting in the corner of the living room immediately stared at Kurusu Akatsuki who came in with a cold and vigilant look.

It wasn't until she saw An and Subaru following behind Kurusu Akatsuki that her tense face relaxed a little.

A girl with a slightly brown complexion and an exotic East Asian look knelt on the sofa and greeted them warmly. "Hey, nice to meet you. I'm RUPA. The girl over there is Ebizka Satoshi. Welcome!"

"Hey! RUPA!" The girl called "Ebizuka Satoshi" rushed behind Rupa to cover her mouth, grabbed her shoulders and shook her hard, and then winked at her desperately.

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"This is different from what we just agreed on!" Ebizuka Satoshi stared at Rupa with some annoyance, expressing this meaning with his eyes.

"Huh? Haven't you already decided to accept new residents?" Rupa blinked in confusion.

The three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment was indeed a bit too spacious for the two girls. Affording the rent for such a high-end apartment was not an easy task.

It would be great to have one more person to help share the burden.

Ebizka Satoshi certainly understood this. "But you can't just make a decision so lightly!"

Rupa blinked again.

But before she could say anything to persuade him, she heard a "bang" from the entrance and the door closed heavily.

The boy who had entered with the suitcase had already left with the landlord, leaving behind the girl with idol-like beauty. She bowed politely to them, "Excuse me for disturbing you. Nice to meet you. I'm Subaru An, and I'll be attending the nearby Shujin High School."

The cold wind squeezed in through the gaps in the window, making a very loud whimpering sound.

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The gray-haired landlord looked at Kurusu Akatsuki's incredibly handsome face and shook his head. "I almost thought you were an idol group secretly having an underground romance."

"Mr. Fujiki, you still understand these things at your age?"

"When I was sitting in the audience holding a cheering stick and cheering for AKB48, you weren't even born yet."

After saying that, the landlord approached Kurusu Akatsuki with a mysterious expression, carefully examined his face, and then exclaimed in amazement, "With a face like that and a personality much more mature than a high school student... Did you guys figure that my apartment has a large bed that can accommodate four people?"

Kurusu Akatsuki was amused by his gossip reporter chasing after his idol to do some gossip interviews. "How could I possibly have such an outrageous thought?"

Seeing Kurusu Akatsuki's face full of righteousness, the landlord immediately lost interest in continuing to inquire, "He looks like a playboy who has been dating more than a dozen women at the same time, but I didn't expect that he has never been in a relationship... cough cough," he coughed twice and stopped this topic that was a bit out of line in time.

Kurusu Akatsuki wasn't angry either. He looked at the train twisting and crawling in the rain in the distance. "At Mr. Fujiki's age, he still has such a youthful mentality. Many people must envy him."

"This is the secret to staying young. Those old guys who need to use crutches to walk must be envious of me." Fujiki said with a matter-of-fact expression.

"Does this also include Mrs. Fujiki?"

"Including...what did you say?!"

A white-haired old woman, leaning on a cane, stood on the steps at some point. She looked down at her husband in the corridor, whose smile was gradually disappearing. Then she slowly revealed a somewhat hideous smile.

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(There seem to be a bit too many CyberLifes in the book review section lately. I originally thought that the "JRPG God" who showed up late at night a few days ago and started to criticize me on the grounds that he had played "5 hours of P5 original, 3 hours of PR, and hours of PR" was already quite abnormal.

I didn't expect another "quantum reading ghost" to show up today, claiming to have "carefully read the entire 10-word book in less than minutes," then using a bunch of "empty-mouthed" descriptions and subjective assumptions to write a -word review in an attempt to resonate with casual readers...

I didn't bother deleting the review this time, so I banned it and left it there. Who knows, it might come to its senses and delete it someday. I was actually a little angry for no apparent reason, but when I clicked on its profile and saw it raving about it in the review section of Genshin Impact's "Demented Harem Peach Fiction," I suddenly felt relieved.

057. Even human traffickers are amazing (two in one)

Kurusu Akira braved the strong winds, heavy rain and lightning all the way back to LeBron. Even with an umbrella, most of his work clothes were still wet by the rain.

He simply hung a closing sign on the door and locked it.

He trotted up to the attic to find a change of clothes, pulled back the curtains, and walked towards the bathroom while taking off his work clothes... At this time, he took off his shirt, revealing his upper body with gradually increasing muscular contours. Kurusu Akatsuki bent down to sort out the clothes in the plastic bucket, and happened to see a dark ellipsoidal object installed at the innermost side of the door crack right in front of him.

Two tiny rings at its front end shrank and expanded at an extremely slight rate, like the eyeballs of a living dead.

Kurusu Akatsuki looked at the invisible camera in front of him and fell into an inexplicable shock.

at the same time.

The dark bedroom on the second floor of Sakura's house.

Futaba Sakura, who had saved all the conversations between "The Mind Thief and the Time Traveler" in LeBron through the pre-installed eavesdropper, had not yet gotten over the "brain trembling" horror brought by accepting the supernatural knowledge, and then she heard the rumbling sound of the monitoring software hanging in the background through the Bluetooth speaker.

She subconsciously turned on the monitoring software.

The big screen was immediately occupied by a handsome, shirtless young man.

Sakura Futaba could even clearly count the muscle lines on his abdomen...

Woo?!

Sakura Futaba, who had been completely corrupted by the Internet and turned into a senior otaku, immediately let out a somewhat unbearable cry.

She looked around helplessly, then followed her heart and pushed her chair forward, almost putting her face against the screen, staring intently at the scenes that were not suitable for children.

As she watched, she suddenly felt her nose getting hot.

He reached out and wiped it, and saw blood everywhere.

Soon, Kurusu Akatsuki's figure disappeared from the camera.

The image on the screen swayed upside down and spun around like the sky was spinning, and finally returned to darkness.

Only the remaining battery power display in the upper right corner is flashing.

Sakura Futaba was immediately horrified. She hurriedly grabbed two napkins and stuffed them into her nostrils to stifle the surging blood. Then, she found the hacking software she had written in the taskbar and typed at the fastest speed of her life...

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Kurusu Akatsuki, who was about to change his wet clothes and call the police, found that his cell phone was ringing non-stop on the table.

He walked over and picked up his phone, only to find that the main page had been replaced by a chat box at some point.

Anonymous accounts without usernames and avatars are churning out hundreds of text messages with huge amounts of information.

Was this hacked?

Lai Qixiao wondered for no reason, could it be that he had set his eyes on the more than 10 million yuan debt in my bank card and was prepared to be kind enough to help me "hijack" it?

Then he pulled the chat box to the top and unexpectedly saw words such as "Mind Thief" and "Time Rewind".

He immediately took out the hidden camera from his pocket, and his expression became subtly weird.

Suddenly I wanted to silence this guy hiding behind the scenes.

Forget it, let's see what this guy is talking about...

About five minutes later.

Kurusu Akatsuki sat at the dining table, lost in thought as he watched the chat bubbles pop up on his phone screen.

After a while, he opened the chat box and typed on the numeric keypad.

[Kurisu Akatsuki: Are you saying that Sakura Sojiro's autistic daughter, Sakura Futaba, is actually a hidden super hacker who secretly installed cameras and listening devices in the streets and alleys, even in her guardian's coffee shop, late at night?]

This is too "autistic".

He rubbed his swollen eyebrows and for a moment he couldn't figure out how to deal with the other party.

Sakura Futaba, who was forced to release her real name, responded almost the moment Kurusu Akatsuki sent the message.

Sakura Futaba: Sorry! I'm so sorry! (Attached: Doraemon Tsuchiza.jpg)

She bet that when she hacked into the public security system last month and competed with a group of network experts, her hand speed was not as fast as it is today.

[Kurisu Akatsuki: You should already know that I'm the "Phantom Thief of the Mind," right? And I've captured and recorded intelligence about our "Phantom Thieves of the Mind" numerous times... Now, I have no choice but to make you pay the price.]

[Sakura Futaba: I really realize my mistake! Please don't kill me! And don't call the police!]

[Sakura Futaba: I have never told anyone about you, and I will definitely keep it a secret in the future! ! ! ]

[Kurisu Akatsuki:? ]