Tokyo Psychic

[Kurisu Akatsuki: If you had really leaked the news that I was a "Phantom Thief of the Mind," you would have been silenced by those evil people hiding in the darkness of society.]

After all, if the news that "Kurisu Akatsuki is a mind thief" really starts to spread throughout Japan, those who claim to be gods will definitely be more anxious than those politicians or chaebol owners at the top of society who are full of scandals.

According to the operating logic of the cognitive world, the emergence of "cognitive supermen" will certainly lead to the birth of various super villains that match them, in order to achieve the most basic situation of "good and evil killing each other" in the public's cognition.

But these "old generation villains" who cannot keep up with the version updates may never see the sun tomorrow.

So this is a kind of tacit understanding between them and Kurusu Akatsuki, an implicit rule that both parties must strictly abide by.

Kurusu Akatsuki hopes to limit all disasters in the world to a manageable range, rather than running around the globe every day trying to resolve catastrophes that would destroy the world.

The gods who were born in the cognitive world also did not want to see this resurrected "Mind Thief" being strengthened by the people's cognition to a level far beyond their understanding.

It must be admitted that Kurusu Akatsuki is feeling a little scared right now.

He was sure that if Sakura Futaba really leaked the information about the "Mind Thief", she would be killed immediately by the desperate enemy, and all the content she posted on the Internet would be cleared.

After nearly five minutes and a lengthy explanation, Kurusu Akatsuki finally made Sakura Futaba understand her current situation.

【Sakura Futaba: "I know too much." 】

[Kurisu Akatsuki: That's exactly what I meant.]

[Kurisu Akatsuki: From now on, work hard for my "Psychic Thieves" to atone for your sins. Miss hacker who committed crimes, you no longer have any other options.]

Sakura Futaba: Please at least tell me the contact information of the other network technology experts in the Phantom Thieves. I will work for you wholeheartedly from now on... Please, don't tell this to Sojiro.

Sakura Futaba's current situation is completely passive, and she is being unilaterally controlled by Kurusu Akatsuki.

Now the "Phantom Thieves of the Mind" have her personal information and have enough solid evidence to send her to juvenile detention... The camera is in Kurusu Akatsuki's pocket.

Even if she put aside her conscience and morality, she could not find any means of counterattack. Of course, even if she had one, she would not dare to use it.

[Kurisu Akatsuki: Don't worry, I won't tell Mr. Sakura about your affairs.]

【Sakura Futaba: Where are my future colleagues? 】

[Kurisu Akatsuki: What colleague? You're the only support member in the Phantom Thieves who currently possesses network technology.]

On the chat page, there was no response from Sakura Futaba.

Kurusu Akatsuki was not in a hurry. She calmly began to unbutton her clothes and prepared to go back to take a shower.

Wait until the wet work clothes are taken off and thrown into the bathroom sink.

Kurusu Akatsuki returned to the dining table shirtless and found that a new chat bubble finally appeared on the screen.

Sakura Futaba: Excuse me, what is the current number of members of the Phantom Thieves of the Mind?

[Kurisu Akatsuki: Four of us could just about start a game of Left 2 Dead .]

With just a few clicks of a finger, I found that the leader of the "Psychic Thieves" who worked for me, an Internet expert, plugged his phone into a charger, and my mood was particularly bright.

......

With two rolls of napkins stuck in her nostrils, Futaba Sakura, trying to cosplay Crayon Shin-chan, fell on her bed piled with dolls, looking up at the dark ceiling. She suddenly felt that her future would be as dim and gloomy as this small room.

The Internet is scary.

People with super powers are so scary.

It was Sakura Futaba's fault. Sakura Futaba will never dare to do bad things again.

The fifteen-year-old genius hacker hugged his pillow, sobbing with regret, and then pounded the bed in self-abandonment.

Until Sakura Sojiro knocked on the door worriedly, "Futaba, what happened?"

The room became quiet.

"I'm sorry, nothing happened." Sakura Futaba stammered in response to her guardian who was just across the door.

*

After taking a shower, Kurusu Akatsuki returned to the attic, opened his laptop, found the user with the note "My bass is very good" in Line, and sent a video call to him.

There was no usual pre-roll of girls “fixing makeup, adjusting camera and sitting posture” before connecting the video, and the video request was approved in about ten seconds.

Yamada Ryo, wearing pale pink pajamas and bare face, sat cross-legged behind a computer desk. Her pair of bright yellow eyes looked at Kurusu Akatsuki on the screen. "Is this about composing music?"

This girl is actually very beautiful, just like her name "Liang", she is a cool and pretty type of girl. It is said that when she just entered high school, she was very popular even among girls.

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It was not until later that his various strange personalities and interests gradually emerged, and he returned to being alone.

If she hadn't agreed to form a band with Hongxia during the most leisurely year of high school, she probably would never have had any contact with Kurusu Akatsuki in her life... This kind of boy, who is obviously a top-notch handsome guy and very popular with the opposite sex, has always been someone who must be "kept away" in Yamada Ryo's eyes.

Although dating a handsome boy who is dating many girls at the same time sounds very rock and roll, Yamada Ryo always feels that if the other person is not the type who can make her heart beat faster, it would be too hasty and irresponsible to do so.

Of course, now that everyone is in the same band, she can only complain when necessary, "Amemiya-san is so rock 'n' roll," and then continue to play the bass.

The only male member of the band was indeed very handsome. After careful grooming, it was not wrong to say that he was "deeply handsome". He was the most handsome boy she had ever seen in her life... When her classmates asked her about love at school, Yamada Ryo had imagined herself dating Kurusu Akatsuki, but she always felt that there was no such excitement of "heart beating faster".

Kurusu Akatsuki got straight to the point. "I've downloaded all the software you recommended, but I lack the necessary equipment, so I can't get the guitar audio into my computer."

Yamada Ryo let out a long "Oh," "After all, Amamiya-san hasn't studied music systematically, so he can't just upload the recording file and then make detailed modifications based on the draft generated by the software."

She pinched her chin, showing a thoughtful look. "The weather station said the rain will be lighter tomorrow night. Do you want to go to STARRY's recording studio together then?"

This typhoon at the end of April was amazing. It passed through Kawasaki City, destroyed a lot of transportation facilities along the way, and then suddenly made a huge turn before arriving in Tokyo, preparing to join in the fun in neighboring South Korea, which was experiencing an earthquake.

So after a heavy rain, Tokyo residents still have to go to work and school as usual the next day.

Kurusu Akatsuki pulled out her phone and checked the STARRY work group. "It seems STARRY was flooded at noon. The lobby is now full of water. They've announced they'll be temporarily closed for the time being. Fortunately, the incident was discovered in time, so there's basically no damage to any important equipment."

"If that happens, the band's upcoming training will be delayed... and the roadshow will have to be postponed too, right? After all, we can't afford to rent a large recording studio out there."

"Is the music classroom acceptable as a training venue?"

"Music classroom? Amemiya-san actually joined the light music club?"

"The light music club in our school was disbanded a long time ago, but I created a club and happened to be assigned to a music classroom."

Yamada Ryo was curious. "Now I remember, I did hear Nina mention you were the 'President.' So you're assigned to the music classroom... Is it the rock club?"

In order to form a band, Yamada Ryo and Ijichi Nikka did not join any clubs, and ran to STARRY every time after school.

“Mental Health Education Department.”

Faced with the band's bassist's questioning, Kurusu Akatsuki hesitated for a moment, but still told her the name of the club truthfully.

......

the next day.

Ito Sanshui looked at the four extra "club application forms" on his desk, which were filled with artistic photos of beautiful girls with different styles, and looked at their messy origins and school names. Finally, he couldn't help but look up at Kurusu Akatsuki who was standing opposite him, with a look of admiration in his eyes.

"The human traffickers in Tokyo have to politely call you 'Master' when they see you."

058. You're right, but this is Kurusu Akatsuki (two in one)

"I'm Subaru Anhe from Kawasaki. Please be kind to me."

The idol-like and beautiful girl half-bowed to the students below the podium.

Class 2-C's classroom immediately erupted in heated discussions and cheers.

Ever since the legendary transfer student "Amamiya Ren" suddenly became the top student in the grade, the students in the neighboring class D have been acting arrogant all day long.

Every time during lunch break, I could hear those guys from Class D using Kurusu Akatsuki's name to bully people all over the school—

Among them, "Sakamoto Ryuji" and "Mishima Yuki" were the most heinous, posting endlessly on campus forums boasting about each other's extraordinary talents and prowess. Even the story of playing "Valorant" in an internet cafe after school was made into something as grand and dramatic as a country boy awakening his heroic powers overnight and going on a dragon-slaying quest... They probably just enjoyed the angry and helpless expressions of the former "top students."

Even if Kurusu Akatsuki is indeed so handsome that everyone, young or old, men and women will be stunned at first sight, and his grades are also top-notch in the whole grade, and at the same time he has a miserable family past, which completely fits the popular "beautiful, strong and miserable" personality setting on the Internet... Does this mean that you mediocre people with an average grade of 260+ can "be proud of it"?

It really works.

After all, the difficulty of this entrance examination was completely beyond the standard, and the average score of the grade was barely around 250.

As a member of Class 2-D, Kurusu Akatsuki only lost eleven points on the test with a total score of seven hundred, when the average score for the entire grade was not even three hundred.

It is no exaggeration to say that he single-handedly raised the average score of the entire class.

A month after the opening exam results were announced, the students in Class D stole the spotlight in their grade on behalf of the legendary transfer student who frequently skipped classes.

During this time, the other classes could only swallow their anger and blindly hope that a transfer student who was as talented as Kurusu Akatsuki would appear in their classroom...and then they waited for Class A's "Ishihara Disappearance Case".

There is no hope at all now. I just have to keep swallowing my anger until I become numb and desperate.

The alien hero who once drew out the holy sword in the Internet cafe and defeated the evil test paper created by the "Devil Ito" with the combined strength of the entire teaching and research group on behalf of the grade eventually fell into the evil path.

Not only did he neglect his studies, but he also frequently missed various lectures and activities arranged by the school.

But he occasionally showed up in class and responded to the lecturer's almost challenging questions with ease. His every move revealed an even greater confidence and ease than before, which showed that this evil path of skipping classes seemed to have further boosted his academic ability.

Such incidents really made all the top students in Xiujin feel extremely frightened.

If it is said that "the brave dragon slayer will eventually become a dragon".

So, where can they find new heroes to defeat the black dragon that has already occupied Xiujin when they cannot even reach the academic level of "five hundred points"?

Should we place our hopes on the second-best student in the grade who is two hundred points behind Kurusu Akatsuki and whose faith is shattered?

With the upcoming "First Monthly Test" jointly held by Shibuya and Setagaya high schools in mid-May, the addition of a score differential system will undoubtedly cause a massive catastrophe in Shujin.

The top students who once stood at the pinnacle of academic ability at this university were now helpless and lost. They could only watch helplessly as the evil demon soldiers and generals under the command of the Black Dragon rampaged across the campus, unable to take any effective measures to extinguish their arrogance.

At the moment when April, the darkest month of Shujin's second year, was about to end, the transfer student An He Subaru appeared, shining on everyone like a ray of light with warm hope.

They're both transfer students, and their looks are no less impressive than those of idols...

Great, it’s a new hero, we are saved!

The moment An He Subaru walked into the classroom and finished introducing herself, everyone looked at her with hope, and also at the empty seat by the window in the second to last row of the classroom that had not been used for a long time.

In the lively atmosphere as if the queen was ascending the throne, An and Subaru slowly walked towards the throne of the king that had been vacant for a long time, with everyone's attention.

Outside the window was a clear, azure sky, the radiance of a storm. A gentle, warm breeze lifted the curtains, letting a ray of golden sunlight filter through the gap, illuminating the clean desk. Suddenly, it felt as if it were a divine sword, waiting only for the command of this reincarnated girl from another world. It would automatically loosen its thousand-year seal, unleash its boundless brilliance, and obey her will to slay the evil dragon lurking deep within this school.

So, in full view of everyone, An Hemai pulled out a chair and sat down quietly and gracefully like a princess of a great country... Then, the bell rang, and she followed the boring content of the first civics class in the morning. Faced with the textbook without any notes and the teacher's long and rambling speech that was almost like chanting Buddhist scriptures, she could not hold on for more than ten minutes before she couldn't help but lie down on the desk and fell asleep peacefully.

The shapes of the lightsabers crisscrossed her hair and forehead, seemingly sealing her ability to think completely. No matter how the teacher at the podium cast a scrutinizing gaze, she showed no sign of awakening.

When the top students in Class 2-C saw this scene, their hearts sank.

How could this be?

Anhe Yongzhe, isn't your academic ability enough to support you in breaking through the "boring" seal of this civics class?

You know, before the infamous "Black Dragon of Showjin" completely fell into evil, he also shone brightly in the classrooms of various subjects!

The falling chalk dust, the handwriting moving across the blackboard like swords and knives, the confident and generous explanations, all of these are the "proof of bravery" that no one dares to forget!

But at this moment, the top students couldn't help but hope in their hearts - maybe An He Yongzhe was just too tired from practicing all night? When she woke up, she would definitely make a big splash!

Then, An and Subaru simply slept for most of the class.

There were still ten minutes until the bell rang.

The civics teacher who had been observing her for a long time at the podium finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Here, new student An He, please wake up." A piece of chalk flew out of nowhere and hit An He Subaru on the head.

The girl woke up from a dream and opened her eyes hazily.

She looked at the broken piece of chalk that rolled down from her head and felt terrible.

An and Subaru were used to the overly easy basic cultural courses in the art school, and were suddenly thrown into this low-pressure classroom where it seemed as if there was 360-degree Buddhist chanting surrounding them. In addition, he couldn't help playing games until two in the morning last night. He couldn't bear the double fatigue of both mental and physical fatigue that came at the same time this morning, and fell asleep right away.

She opened and closed her eyes, and looked at the classroom clock. It seemed that the teacher on the podium was about to be replaced.

At this moment, the old woman on the podium showed a very serious expression.

"Student An He, now that you're awake, please answer this question... Which point in the textbook does the freedom of speech, publication, assembly, association, procession, and demonstration come from?"

An Hemai immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He nervously and awkwardly flipped through the clean white textbook in front of him, trying to find a solution to his dilemma from the flying pages.

Is this what it means to go to high school?

What a terrible feeling of oppression.

On the wall clock above the classroom, the hands were falling minute by minute.

The eyes of everyone in the class turned towards her gradually became filled with a touch of sad disappointment and regret.

An Hesuba's face was filled with embarrassment, and he was about to nervously give an answer that he thought was correct.

But she saw the old woman on the podium waving at her, indicating that she didn't need her answer.