The Trickster's Ninth Episode

However, it affects the whole body, Ren Amamiya and Yasen looked at each other silently, and smiled casually knowingly.

This dialogue is the beginning of the subsequent major changes in the plot.

★Summer Night's Cloud Player★

"Ah—it's so hot!"

Ryuji Sakamoto was at home, wearing a very thin vest, lying on his back on the tatami in his room, the electric fan next to him was whistling, and he was fanning weakly with a cattail fan in his hand.

Bored, Ryuji Sakamoto glanced at his PS4, showing a disturbed expression again.

"The new work I started some time ago has also been cleared. I don't have money to buy new games, and I can't get a VR headset. Ah——the trouble is dead." Ryuji Sakamoto sat up talking to himself.

"By the way, there don't seem to be any major releases recently. It's only half of this month, and the pocket money has already bottomed out. Don't worry about using it!...Find some new games and watch others test drugs. "

Taking out his phone and impatiently scanning the video, Ryuji Sakamoto frowned suddenly.

"The Tachie on this cover...doesn't it look a bit like that guy Amamiya?"

★Strange Art House★

The sound of rustling and rubbing came to mind in the room. It was the sound of another piece of drawing paper being crumpled and thrown into the trash can.

Kitagawa Yusuke put down his paintbrush. Recently, his irritability has increased day by day, and he has become more and more powerless in painting. It has been a long time since he has drawn a work that satisfies him.

I have lost the state of drawing at this moment, so let's stop for a while.

However, Yusuke Kitagawa would not waste his free rest time, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on Twitter.

Rainbow's second-generation students are gradually making their debut. At present, the debut time arranged by the company for Yusuke Kitagawa has not yet arrived, but the official Twitter has already applied, which means that the work on Twitter has officially started.

Kitagawa Yusuke didn't know much about this, but Ren Amamiya taught him.According to Umiya Ren, the uncomfortable and irritating remarks are all ignored, and the agreeable and irrelevant replies can be picked out and answered.Thank you if someone says a compliment.

Maintain the above-mentioned tone, and let the other true colors play out.

Kitagawa Yusuke's brain circuit is quite magical, operating Twitter according to the method of Amamiya Renjiao, unexpectedly made fans feel very interesting, and the response was not bad.

Seeing the debut date and related preparations sent by the staff on the line, Kitagawa Yusuke looked serious.

"Do you want to distribute...how exactly?" he said to himself. "There is still a need to learn."

In Kitagawa Yusuke's brain circuit, the most suitable person to study is undoubtedly Ren Amamiya.

Since Huahua is basically not in the state during this period, it is better to spend more time watching how Amamiya Ren is live broadcasting.

Ren Amamiya deceived Kitagawa Yusuke to make his debut by saying that being a Vtuber can find inspiration. Kitagawa Yusuke believed half of this, and the other half had to be judged with his own eyes.

★velvet room★

The transparent zenith reflected the starry sky, and the huge chains around the room shook gently as if blown by the wind, and the sound of tinkling bells was mixed with a small buzzing sound.

Undercurrents surged, and Laventa, who was holding a book, felt the atmosphere in the velvet room was different from usual, and looked at Ferremon, who was also attracted by this movement.

"Aren't you rushing over?"

"Alas—" Ferremont sighed a long time. "What's the use even if I pass by?"

"To this day, it can't be stopped."

"That's right!" Lavenda said in agreement. After the game of Strange Records appeared, unless Philemon kept impressing the relevant personnel, they would not be able to stop them from recovering their memories.

At this point, there is no point in stopping it anymore.

"Then the next Fool candidate you mentioned has been found?"

"If it's just a candidate, there are indeed a few suitable ones." Feremon looked at the two earths through the transparent zenith and floor.

"However, it's too early to say that, and it doesn't make much sense."

"Let's just let nature take its course."

Chapter 110 Seven Stranger things in the world are better than books

"What is this, hello?!" Ryuji Sakamoto was a little excited, and the mobile phone in his hand came out, and he hurriedly picked it up twice in mid-air before catching it.

"This virtual character is really Amamiya! What the hell is this game?!" Ryuji Sakamoto frowned. "The track and field department was abolished or something, even if it is based on reality, it has been changed too much!"

"And this costume is the badness of the bosozoku! How could I... eh? No, this costume... this... this mask..." Sakamoto Long Si suddenly felt distraught, but he didn't know why.

The mobile phone was put down temporarily, and he looked around in his room aimlessly. When he saw the metal bat placed by his door, he went over to pick it up by a ghost.

Irritability, getting more and more irritable.After picking up the metal bat, Ryuji Sakamoto always felt that he couldn't calm down more and more, and had an urge to smash things for no reason.

But even though he is a sporty type who is prone to passion, he still knows that this is his home, his own room, and he will not do some extreme things just to vent his emotions.

"Ahhh! I don't understand!"

Ryuji Sakamoto slammed his fist on the wall moderately, not the kind of straight punch with all his strength, but just an act of venting like hammering a table.

Yet the moment the fist hits the wall, the gloved and metal-embellished costume flickers into reality.

Ryuji Sakamoto took a few steps back as if he was frightened, and looked at his hands again when he collected himself. It was clear that nothing had changed, it was still the original vest.

Ryuji Sakamoto felt that he was not in the right state, and planned to go to the bathroom to wash his face.

The cold water slapped on the face, dispelling the heat of summer, and the anxiety in my heart seemed to calm down a little.Ryuji Sakamoto raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror in front of him.

For a moment, the bosozoku costume I saw in that strange game just now seemed to overlap with my own figure.

At this time, a sudden enlightenment came along with dizziness, and Ryuji Sakamoto staggered, like a victim trapped in an extremely cold place, the rhythm of breathing became trembling and disordered, and the numbness climbed from his back. Upper scalp.

He uttered a name by accident, and the strange feeling in his body almost made him lose control of his body at this moment. He could only stand firmly by supporting the sink with his hands.

"Kid...d..."

There was a burning phantom pain on his face. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the light in the bathroom seemed to be dimmed a little.

Blue flames rose up in the mirror, and the pirate captain with a skull face appeared behind Ryuji Sakamoto in a rowing boat.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-"

"That fellow Lian!!!"

★Separation line★

"Eh? Yusuke? Didn't you say you won't draw today?"

Sayuri Kitagawa looked at Yusuke Kitagawa who hurried past her in surprise.

However, what was abnormal was that Kitagawa Yusuke completely ignored his mother's questioning, and once again plunged into the studio.

"Really, this child is always like this, the bath water is going to be cold." Sayuri Kitagawa shook her head helplessly, and there was no big fluctuation in Kitagawa Yusuke's reaction.

In the studio, Kitagawa Yusuke skillfully adjusted the paint and picked up the brush.

Ryuji Sakamoto is a simple-minded athletic type, and his way of venting his emotions is very direct, which is to consume physical energy.It can be high-intensity exercise, or it can be smashing and destroying.

But Kitagawa Yusuke is different. His way of venting his emotions is painting.

Be it anxiety, doubt, confusion, positive or negative, any emotion can be vented in the painting.

When he came back to his senses, the ugly daimyo image of Madarame Ryusai appeared vividly on the paper.

Tear!

The drawing paper was torn off mercilessly.

impossible!The teacher can't be like this!

Irritable, mixed with anger at the same time, but for some reason, I couldn't make a firm rebuttal to the slanderous character creation in the game.

why?

I know very well what kind of teacher is like. This is just a clown-style creation of artistic exaggeration. The teacher himself also knows and approves it. In normal times, just laugh it off.

but why?Why are you so irritable?

Tear!

There was another sound of paper tearing, but this time it was not the sound of Kitagawa Yusuke tearing it up. Kitagawa Yusuke's body suddenly swayed weakly, and the brush strokes hit the painting heavily, destroying the painting utensils.

what is this?

Kitagawa Yusuke looked at his painting in confusion.

Why did you draw this yourself?

Su Qi hums respect.

Kitagawa Yusuke brushed the drawing paper with his hand unconsciously, and an extremely absurd idea came to his mind.

"The strangeness in the world is better than books, and I hate myself for not knowing the doubts in front of me."

"Hehehehe...hahahaha....hahahahahaha!!!!!!"

"I really...have been deceived for a long time!"

★Separation line★

Ryuji Sakamoto: Hello!Do you want to go to Ogikubo to eat ramen tomorrow?

Kitagawa Yusuke: If you are free tomorrow, is it convenient to meet up?

"Sure enough, it's here!" After the broadcast, Amameiya Ren looked at the two messages received on her mobile phone and sighed with a smile as expected.

"But are there only Ryuji and Yusuke?" Ren Amamiya whispered to herself, looking at the phone and thinking quietly.

After thinking for a while, Yu Gonglian raised her eyes to look at Yasen, who was still lingering beside her, and hurriedly said: "The live broadcast is over, what are you still doing here? Go back to your own home."

"Ah? Isn't this my home?" Ya Sen looked at Amamery Ren pretending to be surprised.

"...If you want to hang on, you can do whatever you want, anyway, there is no bed for you here."

"Ah? Isn't this my bed?" Ya Sen said while sitting on Yu Gonglian's bed. "This bed is crowded enough for two people to sleep, right?"

"..." Yu Gonglian's eyes were filled with disgust.

"Maybe five or six can sleep?" Yasen continued to tease without realizing it.

Ren Amamiya silently took out the Tokarev from under her handmade table.

"OKOKOK, no kidding. It seems that your side is going well, I'm going back." Yasen raised his hands in surrender without hesitation, stood up laughing and ready to leave.

"Oh! French."

"???" Ya Sen was stunned for a moment, and then protested after he realized it. "Hey!"