Tokyo Psychic

After all, he comes from a family of teachers. The child has an unexpectedly solid foundation in academic subjects and good study habits. Unfortunately, he neglected a lot of studies in his first year of high school due to school bullying and needed to go back to take many courses.

The more important point is...she is a little tired of studying now.

Perhaps forming a band with professional singers showed her a way forward besides further studies, so she would empty her mind every day in class, lost in thought as she immersed herself in the stage surrounded by speakers and spotlights.

In order to earn enough money as soon as possible, pay off the debt and move out of the attic, Kurusu Akatsuki also forced himself to supervise Jing Qinrenna.

At least until the end of the monthly test, he has to ensure that the child has a very good learning attitude.

Of course, Akatsuki Kurisu is not a devil, and he will not stop Jinna Isen from participating in the band activities after school.

Three hours passed in a flash, and the sky outside the window gradually turned a layer of crimson.

The physics teacher at the podium had just finished assigning homework when the school bell rang, demonstrating the rigorous academic qualities of the older generation of science students.

Line group chat.

[Mishima Smash the Sun (Mishima Yuki): Ugh, today's classes were brutal! English and math took turns hypnotizing me, and then there was a finishing touch on comprehensive science. I almost fell asleep. After school, do you all want to go to the gym steps to eat? Today's a good opportunity to peek at the girls from the dance club practice.]

【Sakamoto Ryuji: The track and field team's training will be over in a while, I'm fine.】

[Mishima Smashing the Sun: I'm so jealous that your training is scheduled until today... What about Amamiya?]

[Big Universe People Are Really Scary: No. 】

[Mishima Smash the Sun: Why? Wouldn't it be quick to grab a rice bowl at a restaurant near school?]

Sakamoto Ryuji: Don't worry about him. He has a cute junior schoolgirl bringing him lunch at noon. After school, he's definitely going to exchange food with her, have dinner together, and be all sweet and affectionate... Oh, you should know that junior schoolgirl. She's the first-year girl named Yoshizawa, the gymnastics student. She's super cute.

[Mishima Smash the Sun: Damn it! Explode now, you idiot! ! !]

[Big cosmic people are really scary: That's not true.]

[Sakamoto Ryuji:? 】

[Mishima Yuki: Do you have any club activities? ]

[Big Astronauts Are Terrifying: I'm currently forming a band with five beautiful girls in the club room.]

[The giant alien is really scary (uploaded a photo).]

【Sakamoto Ryuji: You can commit suicide now. 】

[Mishima Yuki: No wonder! I’m so envious!!!]

[Big Universe People Are Really Scary: Envy? ]

[Big Universe People Are Really Scary: If I say that after a one-and-a-half-hour rehearsal, I have to go to Anhe's house to help her with her homework for two hours, and then go to Shibuya to work part-time with a girl from another school...]

[Big Universe People Are Really Scary: The above busy schedule is my current situation. Are you envious?]

There was a long silence.

In the group chat that seemed to have stopped in time, Ryuji Sakamoto's avatar reappeared.

[Sakamoto Ryuji: I hope that in an hour and a half, I will see the news of Amamiya Ren jumping off a building and committing suicide on the headlines.]

【Mishima Yuki: I agree.】

......

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the benches on the campus, and the warm golden light shone on the gray concrete ground, leaving mottled traces, like a Pacific snake winding into the deep shadows of the buildings.

Jing Serina and Ijichi Hongxia walked side by side under the shade of the trees, struggling with the name of the band.

Momoka Kawahara, who used to be in a band, generously handed over the power of naming to these girls who were full of aspirations and dreams... It was also an excuse for adults to be lazy. Then she moved closer to the bassist of the band who could barely be considered "professional" and poked her shoulder mysteriously.

"Liang, look over there."

Ryo Yamada, who was listening to the song, looked in the direction of Kawahara Ki Momoka's finger. In the firelight at dusk, the figures of the boy and girl whispering to each other were particularly harmonious.

"They are..."

"Hmm, I feel like there's something hidden."

Yamada Ryo rubbed his chin and gave a predictable smug smile. "A rhythm guitarist and a keyboardist dating? Not bad at all."

"I just don't know how they got to know each other, since they're obviously from different schools."

"If you think about it, it's actually quite normal... After all, Amamiya and Xiaoxiang have similar experiences, and they work together every day, so they have a lot of common topics. It's not surprising that they'd get to know each other."

"Hey, how come an all-girl band has recruited such a pretty boy? I don't know if everyone will still have the heart to continue playing in the band in a few months. It feels like this band is always on the verge of ending."

Yamada Ryo nodded, "I wonder who will be the next girl to suffer..."

As they spoke, the two of them looked at Jing Serina who was having an intense discussion with Ijichi Hongka about the band name.

This is the lead singer of the band.

Yamada Ryo thought of how Isen Jinna and Kurusu Akatsuki were almost always together, and he looked at Kawahara Momoka beside him with a sad look, "We're done."

From the plastic track in the distant playground came the loud slogans of the boys of the track and field team, followed by neat and powerful footsteps, accompanied by loud whistles, lingering over the campus.

"Then we'll say goodbye here," Kurusu Akatsuki said goodbye to her bandmates after sending them to the tram station one by one. "We're on the road this weekend. If you've come up with a suitable band name, please share it in the group."

Yamada Ryo, who was the last to leave, stared suspiciously at Kurusu Akatsuki and Toyokawa Shoko, who were standing side by side at the station entrance, for a while before stepping into the escalator and waving goodbye to them. "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Toyokawa Shoko also waved to her.

Then she turned her head to look at Kurusu Akatsuki, who was replying to a message on his phone, and asked him nervously, "When do we start the action next?"

"You should go get a part-time job first. Even if your father repents, the family debt won't go away... By the way, I have a part-time job right now. Meet at 9pm next to the hamburger shop on Shibuya Central Street."

"Yes," Shoko Toyokawa nodded in conviction.

"I almost forgot, you never mentioned your family's debt..." Kurusu Akatsuki looked at Toyokawa Shoko with some curiosity, "Can you give me a rough estimate?"

Hearing such a question, no matter how much Shoko Toyokawa trusted and respected the Mind Thief, she would still be hesitant at this moment.

Seeing her like this, Kurusu Akatsuki felt an inexplicable fear. "Is that number exaggerated?"

"Not bad, about the same..."

"Eight digits?" Kurusu Akatsuki asked her tentatively. This number was already very bold, and it was a burden that a normal family could never afford.

Toyokawa Shoko shook her head.

"Nine digits?" Kurusu Akatsuki felt a shudder of fear.

“No, no…”

The Phantom Thief didn't dare to listen anymore and ran away. "I shouldn't have asked that question!"

Toyokawa Shoko angrily grabbed Kurusu Akatsuki's sleeve to prevent him from escaping. She had just mustered up the courage to confess her family's difficulties to him, so how could he just run away like that?

Kurusu Akatsuki didn't dare to struggle too much, lest she hurt the hard-earned members of the Phantom Thieves. She just sighed and said, "Forget it, I'm ready. You can talk."

"Sixteen billion."

"How much?" Kurusu Akatsuki's respiratory system stopped working for a moment.

"One hundred and sixteen billion." Shoko Toyokawa repeated the number in a low voice.

The Phantom Thief recalled all the evil people who had changed their hearts in his previous life. If he left out those bigwigs from the chaebols, he was afraid that all the rest of them would not be worth "16 billion" even if they were tied together.

He looked at the beautiful girl so close to him with a look of awe and fear, as if she was a ghost sent from hell to take his life.

"With this kind of debt...how are you going to get married in the future?"

Toyokawa Shoko was a little uncomfortable with this overly adult and realistic topic, "Actually, this debt won't fall on me..."

"It sounds complicated," the thief kept backing away, and Toyokawa Shoko followed him, pulling at his sleeve.

"Let me go! Let me calm down!"

"You have to listen to me!"

"Tonight, I must listen to you tonight!"

Kurusu Akatsuki was sweating profusely. He dared to bet that he had not felt any fear when fighting against the true form of the evil god in his previous life.

But now I'm so scared that my knees are weak.

Sixteen billion. Even if he was given the permission to drop loot in the Impression Space, he could only earn one million yen at most if he spent the whole day beating shadows without eating or drinking.

If these 16 billion fell on his head... If he had to make sure to have enough rest time every day to recover the energy consumed by using the personality mask, it would take at least 500 years to pay it back, right?

Five hundred years later, Sun Wukong was rescued by Tang Monk, and he had overcome all 81 trials and tribulations, and had reached the Western Paradise to obtain the Buddhist scriptures. A host of great demons had once again become the beasts of burden in the Heavenly Palace, and the Buddha was beaming with joy... By then, his ashes might still be lifted from his dug-up grave, let the cold wind blow them away, stubbornly floating on the faces of the debt collectors' descendants, whispering in their ears, "Please give me another year, I will definitely pay off my debts."

It's so horrible that I can't think any further.

Kurusu Akatsuki explained to Toyokawa Shoko for a long time with a pale face, and only then did he get the opportunity to get away and do a part-time job.

*

PM7:24.

1st block of Cangshan, "Fujiki Residence".

An He Subaru held the newly bought third-grade junior high school math textbook in his hands and stared at Kurusu Akatsuki, who was sitting next to him with a lingering fear on his face, with a strange expression.

"I know my foundation is poor compared to those of you who are going on to high school... but there's no need to be so upset, right?"

"It has nothing to do with you. I just suddenly recalled some terrible things."

Kurusu Akatsuki sighed, "Let's continue. We were just talking about the properties of triangles in plane geometry."

An He Subaru used a pen to outline the properties and application formulas on the pages of the book, looking up at him nervously. "Is it really not because of me?"

"Don't worry, my tolerance is as deep as Lake Tazawa."

"Tazawako?"

“The deepest lake in Japan.”

"Then you just..."

"Even Tazawako couldn't bear the weight of the past. It's like some financial holes are so severe that only the goddess Nuwa in Chinese mythology could fill them."

Kurusu Akatsuki picked up the draft book, and the personality mask "Dioscuri" stood behind him and swung out a workbook that was dozens of meters long. He was selecting questions suitable for An and Subaru from the test papers he had done in junior high school, and then copying them onto the pages.

The living room was very quiet, with only the occasional sound of a boy lecturing, the girl's sweet response, and the sound of pages turning, pens moving, and the tiny rustling of paper.

After a while, after checking An and Subaru's learning results, Kurusu Akatsuki stood up and let her rest for a while.

He was pacing in the living room with his cell phone in his hand when he suddenly noticed that the three large snake boxes or reptile glass boxes placed next to the TV were empty.

"Student An He, do you have the habit of raising snakes?"

"No."

"Where's the lizard? Where's the chameleon?"

"Can't you ask me about some normal hobbies?"

"That's strange. Were these glass boxes bought by the girls you live with?"

"Hmm...it seems so."

"Why didn't you buy the container before buying the pet?"

"Maybe it's already on the way to the express delivery..." There was a hint of fear in An Hesuba's tone.

Without any warning, the doorbell of "Fujiki Residence" rang.

Kurusu Akatsuki raised an eyebrow and was about to walk over to see what was going on.

Then, the door of the room further down the corridor opened.

A petite girl named "Ebzuka Satoshi," with a doll-like delicate appearance, walked out quickly. She glanced at Kurusu Akatsuki warily for a moment, then tiptoed into the entrance and opened the door. "Hello, Goto-san."

A pink creature of unknown shape was trembling outside the door as it replied, "Hello... Miss Ebizuka, please... please give me your guidance."

If you look closely, you will find that it is actually a girl in a pink tracksuit. Because of the huge and heavy guitar case behind her, she has to hunch her back slightly. She looks like some kind of snake-like creature that habitually bends and wriggles to avoid the attention of its natural enemies as much as possible... very similar to the "Nozuchi Snake" in Shimokitazawa folklore.

Unlike his nervous and irritable attitude when facing Kurusu Akatsuki, Ebizuka Satoshi now patiently invited the girl with a guitar case into the apartment. When he reached Kurusu Akatsuki, he stopped and looked at An and Subaru who were sitting at the dining table. He stared at him dryly, "Can you please return our band's drummer? We need to start rehearsing."

"Band?" The thief was even more surprised.

But as he said this, Ebizuka Satoshi took An and Subaru and walked towards his room without saying anything.

An and Subaru seemed to have gotten used to each other's dictatorial behavior, so they raised their hands and waved them apologetically towards Kurusu Akatsuki.

Kurusu Akatsuki was soon the only one left in the empty living room.

Kurusu Akatsuki looked down at the overlapping snake boxes beside him, and within seconds, a text message from An He Subaru popped up on his phone.

[Sorry, Ms. Zhi is very wary of strangers, and she has a band rehearsal today, so I was a little rude earlier... Anyway, let's continue the lesson tomorrow!]