My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 220 Mika Kageyama Is Forever 14 Years Old

With the dark night sky as the background, red or green, yellow or blue, five colors of fire are blooming profusely.

The sparkling fireworks slid down like a rain curtain, forming a fleeting waterfall of sparks.

Under the cover of night, Fujiwara Xingkong rode Yizuzhentian to ride the wind.The cold wind blowing from the gap between the tall buildings hit his face, rustling.

A bright, nearly full moon floated overhead.

On the right is Shinjuku illuminated by fireworks, and on the left is equally busy Ikebukuro.

Fireworks bloomed above his head, then faded away.

The car lights converge into a gorgeous river of light, flowing from street to street.All kinds of noise from the city gathered together, covering the urban area like a soft cloud.

Fujiwara Xingkong looked at his phone, there was a message from Mika Kageyama on Line.

[I'm dying, can I still wait until you come back? ]
Poor man, Xingkong Fujiwara sighed, "Let's go to Yishuiyuan."

As soon as the words fell, the big monster with a human face and a snake body soared away in the night sky filled with fireworks.

It is now 10 o'clock in the evening, and there is still an hour before the official battle against Yi Shuiyuan.

During the flight, Fujiwara Xingkong stroked his thoughts. The intersection between himself and Ibaraki Doji still starts with the three artifacts.

The whereabouts of the Tiancongyun sword are unknown, the eight-foot mirror is on the Yatengu, and the eight-foot Gouyu is on Xia Xilin.

Each artifact has its own unique power. Among them, the eight-foot gouyu on Xia Xilin's body has the power to destroy all evil and holy.

Ibaraki Doji wants to open Rashomon and release the evil spirits in it.In order to be wary that Xia Xilin's existence would ruin his plan, he designed Xia Xilin to enter the Gay Cocoa Haunted House, hoping to kill her and take away the eight-foot magatama.

The ending changed because of the appearance of Fujiwara Xingkong, Xia Xilin escaped, and finally used the eight-foot gouyu to successfully seal the Rashomon again.

After Rashomon disappeared, Ibaraki Doji's defeat was set.

It's just that Fujiwara Hoshizora is a little puzzled. In Yishui Garden, surrounded by nine subjects, Ibaraki Doji has not moved at all these days. His calm and composed attitude is as if he has already won, and he does not look like a loser at all. The way it should be.

Regardless of whether you have a backup or not, everything will be decided tonight.

……

As evening approaches, the streets of Ikebukuro seem to have changed.

There seems to be some kind of huge risk lurking in Ikebukuro now. Of course, this kind of risk is invisible to ordinary people.Only certain people who have lived in this area where dragons and snakes are mixed for a long time can experience this kind of alertness from the nerve endings.

Everyone has bulging veins on their foreheads, and a murderous look glistens in their cold eyes.The streets and alleys are full of anxious atmosphere, all the members of the violent gangs who used to be arrogant and domineering have all disappeared, only daring to hide in dark corners and wait for the storm to subside.

If Ikebukuro was compared to a person, then this person must be on the verge of madness.

Arriving at Yishuiyuan, there was a heavy rain without warning.

The rumbling thunder ripped through the atmosphere, and a thunderbolt fell, causing the air to vibrate violently.

Fujiwara Xingkong stopped outside the fence, his field of vision was pitch black, and the light seemed to have disappeared from this world, only the heavy rain continued to fall.

Below the wall, there is a faint faint spot of light, faintly emitting light.

Almost like a ghost.

It was Celty's black motorcycle.

Beside the locomotive, a headless horseman girl in a tight black leather jacket and a yellow Pikachu helmet turned her helmet and looked over.

Under the black goggles, there should be an empty space, but Fujiwara Xingkong seemed to see a smiling face.

Celty did smile, but only inwardly.

Fujiwara Xingkong stretched out his hand, and Celti jumped into his arms at once, and the shadow turned into a canopy to help block the rain.

"sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's okay." Celti rubbed the ears of Pikachu's helmet affectionately on his forehead.

If possible, she would prefer to replace this action with a kiss, but since she has no head, she naturally has no chance of such a sweet and romantic thing as a kiss.

Fujiwara Hoshikora suddenly thought of a question. He reached out and took off his helmet and looked at the black hole on her shoulder.

Celty hurriedly pushed his face away: "Don't look!"

"I have a question, I've been curious."

"You say." Celti leaned his whole body against him, and after feeling his real presence, the worries of the past few days were swept away.

As long as she was with Fujiwara, she would always feel like a little girl dominated by her love brain. She didn't want to think about anything and just let him make all the decisions.

With a strange smile on the corner of Fujiwara Xingkong's mouth, he asked, "If you don't wear a helmet on a rainy day, will the rainwater pour in from this hole? If that's the case, isn't your body full of water?"

Celty: "..."

The Headless Horseman girl felt at that time that anyone who could ask such a question would have a head full of water.

"I'm an urban legend, why do I let rainwater flow into my body?"

Celti was a little dumbfounded, but Fujiwara Hoshizo said with some regret: "It's better to have more water."

"Okay. I'll help you get your head back." Fujiwara Xingkong let go of her, looked at the shadow above her head, "Shadow, let's go."

"be careful."

Celty beckoned, and the shadow fell on Fujiwara Hoshiku, turning into a thick black fog, instantly enveloping him.

The faint, almost transparent black mist leaped forward and climbed into the high wall.

Heavy rain, dark night, lightning, thunder.

Surrounded by a pitch-black rain curtain, Yishuiyuan was gloomy and oppressive, with hazy vision, and only a few lanterns were dimly lit to distinguish the location.

Fujiwara Hoshizora jumped down from the wall, and as soon as he landed, his feet sank into soft mud.

There was a slight fluctuation in the air, and those strange flowers like piranhas turned around one after another, biting at the place where the movement came from.

Fujiwara Xingkong skillfully jumped out of the flower field and came to the path leading to the backyard.

After walking a few steps forward, three pairs of green eyes, as big as copper bells, suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

The three human-faced dogs are old acquaintances.

"I'll come back and deal with you if I have to." Fujiwara Xingkong cursed, and took advantage of Ye Yu's cover to sneak towards the backyard.

Walking on the gravel path, with wooden fences on both sides, towering ancient trees everywhere, and lush tree shade, it is extremely uncomfortable in the night rain.

Especially the small courtyard in front of me.

The two-meter-high wall and the dilapidated wooden door are covered with creepers, and a pale lantern hangs next to it. The green and white tones are mixed, which looks eerie and weird.

Fujiwara Hoshizo stood beside the lantern, staring at the wooden door.His figure melted into the rain, with dense forests blending with darkness on both sides.

According to the teacher, this small courtyard should be the place where urban legends were born.

He clenched his fists, turned and left silently.

Go get Celty's head back first, and then go inside to have a look.

The night wind mixed with the bean-sized raindrops, and the thunder roared. Under the cover of night, Fujiwara Xingkong came to the pond in the backyard, and saw a small wooden building standing in the center of the pond with a roof like a shrine.

There are two small lanterns hanging in front of the door, lighting up misty lights in the rain.

Kageyama Mika is there. According to Yukino Risa, Kageyama Kakuei originally planned to ask Tsuchimikado Yasuhiro to help her survive during the Monlan Bon Festival, but now Kageyama Kakuei has been arrested, and Tsuchimikado Yasuhiro has also been arrested. After being placed under house arrest by Tsuchimikado Shinto, this girl who had already died long ago was really going to die this time.

Fujiwara Xingkong walked up the only plank road leading to the small building. When he came last time, there was a scorpion guarding this plank road. Now that Kakuei Kageyama has been arrested, Ibaraki Doji probably feels that there is no need to treat this little girl. I've taken care of it, so Tubi's figure has disappeared now.

The door was ajar and unlocked. In the pouring rain, a faint light could be seen flowing out of the crack.

Fujiwara Hoshikora listened to the rumble of thunder that echoed through the sky, opened the sliding door, entered and closed the door behind his back.

Different from the simplicity I saw when I came in last time, this time there was an altar in the room, on which fruits and coins were enshrined. In addition, various magic tools and scrolls with spells were displayed.There are also several candlesticks on the altar, and the flickering candlelight dimly reflects the outline of the object.

Mika Kageyama was kneeling in front of the altar, wearing a pure white kimono top and a scarlet hakama, dressed like a shrine maiden.

Fujiwara Hoshizora slowly sat down in front of her, and the shadow separated from his body.He frowned. At this moment, the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of moldy dust that only existed during the rainy season, mixed with the moisture of heavy rain. At the same time, he also smelled the rancid smell emanating from Kageyama Mika.

"...Meixiang."

Hearing his call, Mika Kageyama slowly opened her eyes, and the flickering light of the candle silently reflected her pale face.

"You're finally back." She opened her mouth weakly and said with great difficulty, "I thought I couldn't wait for you."

The voice sounded very vague and far away, as if she was standing at the entrance of another world, talking to this world from a distance.

"Something happened, and it took a lot of time." Fujiwara Hoshikora said calmly, took the towel aside, kicked her and wiped the stains on her face.

"It's so dirty." He said as he wiped it.

"I have no strength, I can't move, and I haven't bathed in three days." Mika Kageyama spoke in an extremely dry voice like a dying old man.

Fujiwara Hoshiku pursed her lips, the candle was burning behind her, and due to the backlight, the shadow fell on her face.There are hazy shadows on the beautiful face, and the blue pupils are slightly shimmering.

"The last time I asked you out, it was your wife."

"Her temperament is so terrifying. I was so frightened at that time."

"I have a lot of things I want to do with you. She rejected them all."

"But I can't be angry, she is so beautiful and sexy"

Speaking of this, Kageyama Mika smiled emptily.She smiled bluntly and sincerely, with a hint of self-deprecation.

Fujiwara Hoshizora nodded and said frankly: "Indeed, she is a perfect woman, both in appearance and heart, she is perfect."

Mika Kageyama fell silent, and the quiet room was filled with an atmosphere of isolation from the outside world.

After a while, she took a deep breath, blushing on her cheeks, "It would be great if I were her. Then I can successfully complete those things that I haven't done."

"She's a slut, you'd better not imitate her." Fujiwara Xingkong laughed unabashedly, and Kageyama Mika was also infected by his smile, showing a faint smile.

"What kind of slut?" She suddenly held Fujiwara Xingkong's hand, "Is that so?"

Fujiwara Xingkong smiled dumbly, "It's much more exaggerated than this."

"So what?"

Kageyama Mika put both hands on his shoulders and stared into his eyes from the front.

In the depths of her blue pupils, a strange light shone.Then she leaned forward slightly, and gently pressed her cheek against Fujiwara Hoshizo's.

This movement is very warm, so warm that one can feel a tightness in the chest.

"Thank you!" Kageyama Mika said.

"You're welcome!" Fujiwara Hoshizora replied.

"I always felt that I didn't want to live anymore, because as long as I lived, someone would die for me." She said with a sad smile, "But it wasn't until I had to die that I realized that I really wanted to live."

"Normal, long live life." Fujiwara Xingkong patted her on the back, "Besides, you are only 14 years old, and there are too many beautiful things that you have not experienced. If it were me, I would definitely not have the courage like you."

"If I had a tail, I would be wagging excitedly like a puppy at this time."

"That way all your thoughts will be known to me."

Kageyama Mika smiled, the candlelight reflecting the outline of her body, "It's not a bad thing if you find out."

"Then I will be very distressed." Fujiwara Xingkong was facing the faint candlelight, his face was illuminated by the candlelight.In his sight, the girl's body was trembling slightly.

After another long silence, Mika Kageyama blinked her eyelashes, and a faint smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

"I was very scared at first, but when I saw you before I died, I wasn't scared at all." She turned her back to the candlelight, her face shrouded in shadow, "You are 16 years old this year. If there is a next life, I should It’s still too late, right?”

After she finished speaking, a look of pain appeared on her face, and a few drops of dull black-red blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Of course there is time." Fujiwara Hoshikora wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth for her, "When you reach 14 years old again, I will only be 30 years old, so I am not old yet."

"No, then you will be arrested by the police."

"Don't be afraid, ordinary police can't catch me."

"That's good." Mika Kageyama lowered her eyes a little embarrassedly, "Can you close your eyes?"

"it is good."

Fujiwara Hoshizo slowly closed his eyes.

A pair of slender fingers gently cupped his cheeks, and then he felt Mika Kageyama approaching.

A sweet fragrance gently touched him, and without opening his eyes, he could know that it was her delicate lips stained red with blood.

The room is quiet and silent, and the hearing seems to be surrounded by a layer of film. Only the flickering firelight tells the track of time passing.

"Snapped!"

The candlestick made a faint sound in the firelight.

The saliva mixed with blood drew a thread between the two, and the girl's body fell to the floor.

Fujiwara Xingkong opened her eyes, and found that the scar on her neck was gradually expanding, and soon, it was divided into two separate parts from her body.

That part of the body was filled with black smoke, rotting and melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon only an empty set of clothes was left.

Like the empty shell left behind by Xia Chan after shelling out.

The owner of the clothes stayed in the summer when he was 14 years old.

Fujiwara Xingkong started to look at the intact head on the other side.

Clear and refined facial features, clear blue eyes, and short orange hair as beautiful as the setting sun.

That was the only obsession of the Headless Horseman, Celty Strülson.For this reason, she flew across the sea to Tokyo and searched alone in Ikebukuro for more than 20 years.

Now, it's finally time to return it to its original owner.

(End of this chapter)