My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 132 People, They Are All Decent Thieves
"Meixiang, are you asleep?"

"not yet."

"I'm in."

"No don't~~"

Kageyama Mika took a deep breath, walked to the door, and opened a small crack, "What's the matter? Father."

She won't lie, her face is hot.Fortunately, with the light behind her back, people outside the door could not see her bright red face.

"Just now I saw a figure over here!"

Kageyama Kakuei quietly glanced into the room, his tone seemed to be very worried about her answer.

"I just washed my feet in the pond, and I didn't see anyone."

When Mika Kageyama uttered the second lie, her palms were covered with sweat, and the burn on her face deepened, as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

"Did you really not see it? How about I go in and take a look."

Kageyama Kakuei asked again, he was worried if someone had entered her room and done something bad to her.

"It's really all right, I'm going to sleep, good night, father."

Mika Kageyama gritted her teeth, making her voice sound calm.It was impossible for her to let her father in, because when Fujiwara Xingkong hid in the house just now, there were enough water marks on the floor.

If someone came in, he would definitely be able to find his hiding place at the first sight.

"Okay then, I'll watch outside. Meixiang calls me for something." Although Kakuei Kageyama was puzzled, but because of his daughter's always well-behaved impression, he turned and left without thinking too much.

Hearing the sound of Kageyama Kakuei leaving, Kageyama Mika almost fell to the ground as if she had exhausted all her strength.She really didn't dare to go out and face her father's questioning. This was the first time she lied in front of him.

I have become a bad boy.
Kageyama Mika closed the door and looked angrily at the bulging quilt on the bed.

Fujiwara Xingkong lifted the quilt to reveal his head and face. The warm quilt made his body return to normal and his thoughts became clear.

Looking around the surrounding environment, the small building is not big, just a room and a small bathroom.

The furnishings are simple, better than nothing, but there are two bookshelves full of books.

His eyes moved to the girl sitting by the wooden door. She was dressed in white and blue skirt, with bare calves and feet. There was an obvious crack on the neck, giving people the feeling that the whole head was sewn on the neck with needles and threads.

As if sensing his gaze, the girl shrank back, tucking her legs into the hem of the skirt, and at the same time pulled the collar to hide the slit on her neck.

"Aren't you cold swimming in the pond?"

She became a little timid and asked in a waxy voice.

Do you really believe what I said? Fujiwara Hoshizora didn't know what to think, so he could only silently pull out Kitetsu and point the sharp blade at her.

A shadow also rose from the ground and stood beside him.

"Are you going to kill me?" Mika Kageyama didn't show even the slightest bit of fear, but pointed out the window: "Can you wait a while? I just saw that Uncle Ibaraki is also outside, he is very powerful Yes, you can kill me after he leaves."

After saying this, she laughed, a little disappointed, as sad as a beautiful portrait.

Gan!
Why the hell can't I meet a few normal people!

Guiche fell to the floor, and Fujiwara Xingkong also sat down, holding his head in boredom.

Although he has always wanted to be a "heartless Fujiwara starry sky", he has never been able to do it.

How hard-hearted does it have to be to swing a knife at a stranger who is sacrificing his life to save him?
Shadow noticed his helplessness, held him in his arms, and comforted him softly.

"It's okay, don't think about it."

"I'm fine."

Probably yes, Celti was not sure, maybe it really didn't matter.

"Selty is so gentle and heart-rending." Fujiwara Xingkong smiled wryly, picked up the knife again, and looked at the girl at the door.

"My name is Fujiwara Xingkong, how about you?"

"Kageyama Mika."

"This head is not yours."

Mika Kageyama shrank her head, "Do you want to take it?"

Fujiwara Xingkong nodded, "Its owner is a very important person to me. I promised her to help her get it back."

"Can you give me some time?" Mika Kageyama hugged her knees, put her chin on her knees, lowered her eyes, and blushed like fire.

"I just met you, and I want to live a few more days."

Fujiwara Hoshizora couldn't help but ask: "Why did you save me just now?"

The moment he felt Ibaraki Doji's breath just now, he was already ready to take Kageyama Mika as a hostage.But who knew that this girl would choose to save herself, which made him feel powerless as if she had punched cotton.

It is undeniable that I am indeed handsome, but I should not be so handsome that a person I just met would die for himself.

"Many people have died because of me."

"I'm done."

The white light outside the window flashed past, and the deafening thunder swallowed up her voice.

What an untimely rainstorm.

The tip of Fujiwara Hoshikora's nose smelled a faint earthy smell mixed with moisture.

There is also a bit of death that represents death.

Not the dead air of adjectives, but the dead air of nouns.

After the thunder passed, the soft female voice and the dripping sound of rain falling into the pond kept ringing in his ears.

Mika Kageyama, who died at the age of 6, is now 14.

Although this statement is a bit contradictory, it is indeed true.

At the age of 6, he was beheaded by his father's enemy, and then miraculously came back to life.

It's just that the head has been replaced with a strange head that doesn't belong to him.

Even though she felt terrified when she was young, she accepted this incredible thing under the joy of her new life.

But after all, she is already dead, and every once in a while, her body and head will have a strong rejection reaction, a reaction that is too painful to die.

In order to keep her alive, her father approached Meiji Shrine.

Speaking of this, his eyes turned red.Mika Kageyama couldn't find a better way to express it, so she could only turn her head away, grabbed the blue skirt with one hand, and pressed her eyes with the other, tears began to fall from her fingers to the floor.

Fujiwara Xingkong frowned, probably understanding what was going on.

In a sense, this world is very fair. If you want to keep a dead person alive, then there must be a living person who must die because of it.

So, is it because of this that the Dolce Gang got involved with the Meiji Shrine?
So how did they get Celty's head?
Because of what, they want to secretly break the seal of Kayako's haunted house?

And why do you want to kill Xia Xilin with this?

Also, why are they able to control the urban legend of the human face dog freely?
Fujiwara Xingkong forced himself to calm down, everything is a mess now, and he needs more detailed information to determine the next step.

"Are you going?"

Mika Kageyama sat up straight.

"Well, it's time to go."

Fujiwara Hoshizora nodded: "I came here to steal something. The thing was discovered even though it was not stolen. I am already flattered by the host's warm hospitality. If you stay any longer, if your conscience finds out, you must yell three times to let me know." When people arrest me, I don’t have anywhere to cry.”

After thinking for a while, he scratched his head and continued, "It is an eternal truth to run away if you take advantage of it. I can't push myself to sleep on your bed for a night."

Kageyama Mika opened her mouth, and stared at him blankly.

"will you come back?"

"Don't worry." Fujiwara Xingkong said with a smile: "The head is mine, I will definitely come back."

"That's right." He suddenly remembered something, and handed the phone to her, "Leave a contact information."

"In case you can't think about it one day, you can tell me in advance, so that I can take advantage of it."

"Well~~ Don't look at me with perverted eyes, I mean take your head back while it's hot."

"Okay, goodbye."

"Before you die, please love life. Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying you love me. If you think so, it will make me very distressed."

Under the night, the tiered courtyards were still peaceful and looked unchanged. The girl in the wooden building leaned in front of the window and looked at the dark rain curtain with a sweet smile.

You didn't make fun of the slit in my neck, and when I told you I was dead, you were as bright as a clear sky, with nothing to worry about.

I don't know what you came to steal, I only know that you didn't come back empty-handed, but you turned and left as if nothing had happened, and never looked back at me.

Sure enough, it's just like what the book said.

People are just honorable thieves.

(End of this chapter)