My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 17 Sadako ran, the surname Fujiwara came.

At 05:30 in the afternoon, school is over on time,

It was just after six o'clock when I took the train back to Shinjuku.

Neon lights up.

The drunken Tokyo nightlife kicked off its prelude.

However, the excitement has nothing to do with me.

Fujiwara Hoshizo is a quiet person.

At the beginning, I was very eager to go to Kabukicho to contribute to charity. Later, I encountered more urban legends, and this energy gradually ran out.

It is also a story that hurts the kidneys.

Having just stolen [-] yen from Niijima, he couldn't help but wonder if he should let Ritsuko stew some kidney-reinforcing medicinal food.

Ritsuko was cooking dinner when he got home.

At this time, she was wearing a set of home clothes and a scarf, and her black hair that covered her head and face had been tied into a ponytail.She has a plump figure, and her every move is full of charm, exuding the charm of a mature woman.

The attributes of a wife are off the charts.

"I am back."

Fujiwara Hoshizo walked into the kitchen and hugged her from behind.

"Don't mess around, I'm frying fish." Ritsuko glared at him reproachfully, her pale face and dark circles under the eyes were heavier than a panda, in the eyes of Xingkong Fujiwara, she was extremely beautiful.

"Ryuko is really getting more and more beautiful."

"There are more people who look better than me."

"In my eyes, Ritsuko is the most beautiful person in the world."

"I'm not." Ritsuko clasped his flailing hands on her waist with both hands, and turned to face him.

"Honestly, you are so proficient with your mouth full of love, how many girls have you said such words to?"

Fujiwara Hoshikong kissed directly.

"Don't let go, you're fooling me again."

Ritsuko's dissatisfied little fists fluttered against his chest, but soon she stopped resisting and wrapped her arms around his waist skillfully.

The kiss lasted a long time.

Fujiwara Xingkong didn't let go of his lips until he felt that it was difficult for him to breathe.

Ritsuko's whole body was weak, her eyes were blurred, she just put her arms around his neck, leaned on him, and rubbed against his ears while whispering to herself.

Talk about some tips about family affairs, talk about chasing dramas and catch up with interesting plots, complain about the unreliable recipes of a certain food show, and pester Fujiwara Xingkong to tell some interesting things that happened in school.

Whenever Fujiwara Hoshizora spoke, she would smile and nuzzle his forehead affectionately with the tip of her nose.

like a kitten.

Cool.

Very comfortable.

While eating dinner, Fujiwara Xingkong said to Ritsuko very seriously while chewing the fried fish: "Don't go downstairs by yourself later, I want to see a sister of yours, a very strong one."

Urban legends also follow the rule that big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps.

If Sadako finds out about the girl in the gap, she might slap this competitor to death with a single slap.

Ritsuko still obeyed him and didn't ask any questions. After clearing the dining table, she hid alone in the cabinet on the second floor and was in a daze.

As for Fujiwara Xingkong, in order to meet Sadako for the first time, he specially found an antique monitor that had been eliminated at home for more than ten years.

12 inch.

He also wanted to find a smaller one, but there was no way, there was no one smaller than this one.

I stuffed the video tape into the projector, found a small bench, and a bag of melon seeds, and pressed the play button happily.

"Zizi"

There was a turbulent sound from the speakers, and the picture appeared a snowy white. After a long time, the old picture that was almost black and white gradually appeared.

In the gloomy Japanese-style house, there is a TV set in the corner, and a video tape with ghost images flickering.

With disheveled hair and pale complexion, Sadako the Resentful Spirit climbed out of the TV with a strange and distorted posture.

The coldness climbed up his spine in an instant.

No bloody scenes.

No surprise music either.

Fear is slowly eroding people's hearts.

The composition is like that of a beginner photographer, the intermittent rough images, and the childish and complex picture have no trace of film semiotics at all, but this unconventional technique unexpectedly deepens the inexplicable fear in the audience's heart.

Especially when you see the sad and resentful look in Sadako's eyes when she looks up from the bottom of the well, when you see her crawling out of the well and staggering towards the screen, it's really okay to scare people into the hospital.

I have to say, this movie is really great.

Not to mention that the video tape in Fujiwara Xingkong's hand is still sealed with Sadako's body.

Seeing her getting closer and closer to the screen, until finally her whole face was pressed against the screen, and her hands suddenly stretched out of the small frame, Fujiwara Xingkong felt that the melon seeds in her hand suddenly became more fragrant.

Among all urban legends, Sadako is the undisputed NO:1.

How strong is she who has absorbed countless negative energies?

Fujiwara Xingkong is looking forward to it.

A pair of pale hands grasped the edge of the screen, and a head poked out. Her face was covered with jet-black hair, making it impossible to see her face clearly.

The lights flickered on and off very well, adding to the sense of terror.

silence.

Quiet.

There was no sound in the room.

It was as if even the air had condensed.

The person on the TV grabbed the frame of the screen and pushed hard.

The entire display screen trembled, and a world famous painting was born.

Sadako Chest.JPG
Great!
Fujiwara Hoshikora clapped his hands excitedly.

He deliberately found the smallest display screen just to see this scene.

Hahahaha
Sadako raised her head, revealing her pale face, and a cold chill came from her eyes covered by her long hair.

He continued to knock the melon seeds.

Sadako kept half of her body leaning out, staring straight at the boy in front of her.

Hmph, poor guy, poor guy who can't even afford a bigger monitor.

Scared you bastard.

But gradually, the atmosphere became awkward.
He's not afraid of me?

He is really not afraid of me! ! !

Sadako was silent.

What should I do
Do you want me to say, oh, the boy over there who is cracking melon seeds, give me a hand.

so that I can go out and kill you.

Not at all!

This is like a comedy, where there is a horror movie atmosphere.

Suddenly I feel like a failure.
For the first time in Sadako's decades of career, she felt a sense of frustration.

She let go of her hand in frustration, planning to go back to the bottom of the well and shut herself up.

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands held her hand.

"Miss Sadako, let me pull you out."

Eh. Eh?
Nani?

Sadako, who hadn't reacted yet, was pulled out of the screen by a huge force.

It fell heavily on the young man's body.

A reminder also flashed in Fujiwara Xingkong's mind.

[Random entrustment triggers, target of attack: Sadako.Bonus points: 500.Raiders progress: 0%]

"Asshole, you are an asshole, do you know that!"

Before Sadako could react at that time, she opened her mouth and scolded: "You have to squeeze out such a small screen, do you know that your chest hurts?"

"Sorry, sorry." Fujiwara Xingkong held her hand and put it to his mouth and took a deep breath.

"I know I was wrong. I will definitely change to a larger monitor next time."

"That's pretty much it." Sadako nodded with satisfaction, even with a smile on her lips.

But soon, she reacted.

What are you doing?
Is it a screen size issue?

Are you disrespecting me as a big sister?
Sadako realizes the problem.

His eyes fell back to Fujiwara Xingkong's face, and his eyes hidden under the long black hair cast a murderous cold gaze.

But the young man didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all.

He actually asked: "Miss Sadako, has anyone ever told you that you are beautiful?"

Are you just looking for trouble, everyone who has seen my sister is dead, okay!

Oops, you actually touched me?
I strangle you!

Sadako broke her hand out of his grasp, and was about to pinch her neck.

Fujiwara Xingkong suddenly moved his hands and hugged her waist directly.

"Miss Sadako, please date me."

Faced with this kind of request, even Sadako was frightened.
(End of this chapter)