Tokyo Psychic

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“Great, my personality and morals are about to be destroyed because of this.”

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314. Extra Chapter 3-3: The Days of Being Kept Are Over

Also known as: "The Cycle with Homura Akemi, Chapter 4", and "A Story That Happened in an Unknown Number of Cycles".

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Sunlight quietly streamed into the room, and all the shadows that moved with it seemed to be lost in memories.

The curtains fluttered in the cool morning breeze. The living room of "Fujikiju" was not air-conditioned, and a stuffy heat was brewing.

Akira Kurusu looked at Homura Akemi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed getting dressed, and asked, "What are our plans for today?"

He has been living with Homura Akemi in Tokyo for a week now...

Strictly speaking, Homura Akemi forbade Akira Kurusu from leaving a distance of five meters from her.

When asked for his reason, he replied, "Only in this way can we ensure that the news of your 'resurrection' does not reach those false gods. For our future, this is a necessary sacrifice."

And the result was...

For the past seven days, Lai Xixiao has not been able to leave her room even once.

Homura Akemi didn't know where she got so much money. As long as he said he wanted something, whether it was a comic book, a light novel, or a game console, she would buy it for him online.

Homura Akemi arranged for her landlord, the Fujiki couple, to buy and deliver all three meals a day, and then she cooked them herself.

It has to be said that this child, who is only a middle school student, has superhuman cooking skills, which means he has learned cooking skills in countless reincarnations.

When the conversation occasionally turned to how many times Homura Akemi had reincarnated, she only vaguely mentioned "five years."

In other words, although Homura Akemi looks only 14 years old, her soul has actually experienced a full nineteen years, and her psychological age is far beyond what others can understand because of this experience.

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Akira Kurusu lay on the bed shirtless, staring listlessly at the pale ceiling.

Upon hearing Akira's question, Homura Akemi, who was completely naked, turned around and placed her fair, smooth, and slender legs in his arms. After thinking for a moment, she replied, "Kill Aldabait."

"That's so straightforward, Flame."

“Hmm, I’m already used to calling you by your name…” Homura Akemi rubbed her pearly toes against Akatsuki Kurusu’s palm.

Akira Kurusu held Homura Akemi's toes and gently played with them. Occasionally, her fingertips would brush against the beautiful, pale pink nail polish, which resembled the glaze of seashells, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of desire.

Homura Akemi keenly noticed Akira Kurusu's reaction, so she simply straightened her legs and straddled his chest. "You're used to these things now, huh... Hmm, if I think about it carefully, I'm almost at the point of turning you into a useless person."

"Wouldn't this count as 'becoming useless'?"

“Of course, I’ll be rendered useless.” Homura Akemi’s eyes seemed to hold a hint of amusement, but that amusement quickly vanished. “If I could, I really would want to keep you by my side forever… but I can’t do that.”

The girl's hands were braced against Akira's chest, her narrow shoulders trembling as if bearing a great weight.

The girl lowered her head and kissed Akira's lips.

Akira Kurusu embraced Homura Akemi's slender and delicate body, responding to her twisted, deformed, and extreme, yet pure and passionate emotions that were difficult to look at directly.

"I should make you repent."

Akira Kurusu's hand roamed over Homura Akemi's smooth, flat stomach. The girl gazed at him with her hazy, dark purple eyes. "You've already tried, last time, the time before that... every time you try to make me 'normal'."

"The results of it?"

“It’s a pity that I can no longer understand the boundary between ‘normal’ and ‘ordinary’,” Homura Akemi stroked Akatsuki’s face and lowered her head to kiss his lips again. “I can’t even be considered human anymore.”

A charming and alluring smile appeared on that youthful face. "Everyone who knows me calls me a monster."

"A monster?"

"If you have the chance to reach the deepest part of the Sea of ​​Hearts, you will definitely see it..." Homura Akemi deliberately spread her legs apart and then relaxed her body so that Akira Kurusu could better take the initiative in the following segment.

"Like in some fantasy comics, a beautiful exterior hides a twisted, enormous monster? ...Like in 'Saya no Uta'?"

“Of course… um, a little softer, I’m talking,” the girl’s delicate eyebrows furrowed, then she sighed, biting her lip to suppress her most primal physiological reaction.

After a while, gradually getting used to Akira's rhythm, Homura Akemi finally sat up with difficulty, panting and squeezing his shoulders. "Actually, you have indeed seen my 'true face'."

Did I say anything in that reincarnation?

You said...it was beautiful.

Homura Akemi recalled their conversation. Looking at the boy in front of her, who could still sincerely praise her as "beautiful" even after seeing the witch's true form, her heart, which had long been wrapped in a thick layer of ice, pounded violently. Even as she repeatedly pressed herself against the ice, her skin being torn off and scalding blood gushing out... even with such excruciating pain, she couldn't stop trembling. Although she had become a witch, her body was like that of a little girl who had been blinded by love, uncontrollably burning from the rushing blood.

“That must be very beautiful,” Akira Kurusu stroked Homura Akemi’s silky black hair, wrapped his arms around her soft, slender waist, and pressed her hot body into his embrace. “I would never say such a thing against my conscience.”

“I can tell if someone is lying.” Homura Akemi hugged Akira Kurusu’s neck tighter, brought her lips close to his ear, and then stretched out her soft tongue to gently lick his earlobe, exhaling warm breath. “Have you noticed how quickly your body has recovered? That’s because I’ve been using magic to help you during this time.”

Akira Kurusu remained silent.

Homura Akemi simply sat up slowly, allowing the distance between them to increase continuously in negative terms with the help of gravity, until it reached its limit.

Her breathing became labored, but a faint smile appeared on her lips. "Keep...holding me."

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I spent a ridiculous morning.

The timestamp on the phone jumped from 6:47 to 7:52.

Homura Akemi knelt at the foot of the bed, used magic to make a shirt and draped it over her shoulders, then buttoned it up one by one.

She turned to look at Akira Kurusu, "You don't feel tired like this anymore, right?"

"Is it because of magic again?"

"Yes, I've been channeling magic into you through fluid exchange."

Homura Akemi put on her shirt and then asked Akira Kurusu, "What color stockings do you want me to wear?"

Is there any connection?

"So that you can develop O desire for me."

“I think the mere fact that a 14-year-old junior high school student has sexual desires is enough to warrant the death penalty.”

“You’re lying, Phantom Thief,” it was as if a few seconds had been cut off. In Akira Kurusu’s senses, Homura Akemi almost instantly knelt in his lap, his palms pressed against the girl’s smooth and elastic buttocks.

"You can't get too caught up in this kind of thing," Akira Kurusu said in a cautionary tone.

Homura Akemi lowered her eyes, as if she was thinking, "I need an outlet for all my emotions... If it were you, you should be able to understand me."

Akira Kurusu fell silent.

After a long pause, he said, "A day is always limited."

Homura Akemi surprisingly nodded in agreement, "Alright then, I'll try my best not to take up your daytime time in the future."

"There must be conditions, right?"

"Hmm... From now on, all your nights are mine."

Akira Kurusu paused for a moment, then asked her, "Including the velvet room?"

Homura Akemi straightened up and bit his lip. "Of course."

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at the same time.

Because of Akira Kurusu's time travel, she ended up getting lost in the velvet room of the Sea of ​​Hearts.

Lavenda was pacing anxiously in circles.

"Almost there, just one minute left..."

She'll be able to contact her contractor in one minute.

After a long period of effort, she finally found a way to bypass the huge barrier around Lai Xixiao and re-establish contact with him.

In the velvet room that resembles a private jet cabin, you can see the view outside the window gradually transform from a deep and beautiful light into a clear blue sky.

Soft sunlight streamed into the cabin, and the "Encyclopedia of Personas" on the desk opened on its own, with text quickly appearing on the blank pages.

Just as Ravenda was thrilled to finally hear Akira Kurusu's voice again...

Those real-life conversations were also conveyed.

From now on, all your nights are mine.

[Including velvet rooms?]

Of course.

【...】

The light in Lavender's eyes quickly faded.

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"go out."

Ravenda stood at the door with a tense expression, refusing to let Homura Akemi out.

Homura Akemi ignored everything and walked inside, casually pushing Ravenda aside. This angered the demigod of the Sea of ​​Hearts, who could only stomp her feet in frustration and resentment.

But Ravenda really didn't dare to forcibly drive Homura Akemi away.

She could clearly see what kind of terrible things were hidden inside this beautiful girl's body.

The real reason Ravenda acquiesced to the other's entry into the velvet room was probably because she confirmed Homura Akemi's deep and passionate feelings for Akira Kurusu.

I entered the velvet room.

Homura Akemi sat down behind the desk by herself.

She picked up the "Encyclopedia of Persona" from the table and looked thoughtful.

Lavenda stood aside, furious but unable to speak out, even forgetting to bow when her own mind thief entered.

"Flame, it's best not to touch anything here. Lavenda worked hard to tidy these up."

Homura Akemi obediently put down her book. "Remember the deal we talked about before? The one about keeping your memories in the cycle of reincarnation..."

Akira Kurusu replied, "The price is too harsh; I cannot agree to it."

“The good news is… the price has dropped now,” Homura Akemi reopened the “Encyclopedia of Personas”. “If you can promise me that you will find a way to make Madoka Kaname fall in love with you… I will give you this power.”

Is there anything difficult about this?

Homura Akemi sighed. "Of course it's not difficult, because in the first cycle of reincarnation, she had already fallen in love with you, so no matter how many times we reincarnate, she will inevitably fall in love with you in various ways."

As she spoke, Homura Akemi extended one index finger, and a pale blue flame ignited at the tip of her finger.

She marked the pages with her finger, while Ravenda beside her showed an angry expression.

Akira Kurusu, however, held Ravenda back, preventing her from disturbing Homura Akemi.

After a while, Homura Akemi raised her finger and then turned the "Persona Encyclopedia" around.

"Although this persona has not yet been fully created, it already possesses a certain degree of ability to manipulate memories."

"So this is considered a deposit, and the balance will be settled after I start dating Ms. Kaname?"

“That’s one way to understand it, but it’s actually a bit more complicated,” Homura Akemi said. “Madoka is too naive right now. She’s just a very, very ordinary middle school student. If she had such a passionate love before becoming a magical girl, it would cause many unexpected changes in the future.”