My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 243 Autumn
The next morning arrived on time.

But when he woke up, he was the only one left.

The bright morning light poured in from the bedroom window, and the hour hand passed seven.There was no Yuai Shinkawa on the bed, only a few strands of black hair remained on the slightly sunken pillow beside her.

Fujiwara Xingkong turned over and got out of bed, and went to the bathroom to wash up.There was a gust of breeze, and the fallen dead leaves flew in through the exhaust window of the bathroom, floating on the water in the bucket, white with the sun.

Back at school, I went to the bald principal to ask for a long vacation for the teacher. Fujiwara Hoshiku returned to his classroom and sat by the window.

The sky was as blue as white paper stained with blue ink, and he leaned his elbows on the table, staring at it thoughtfully and thoughtlessly.All that was visible was a floating cloud, a well-defined, pure white cloud.

A new day begins after Mihoko leaves.

What this new day signified was impossible to deduce.

The next day, Fujiwara Xingkong took a day off and rushed to Saitama alone by bus.

The address given by the teacher was a remote town. After arriving in Qitama, you have to transfer to a minibus there.

The closer to the destination, the more desolate the scenery on both sides of the road.Pastoral fields and wasteland occupy most of the field of vision, and the black plastic greenhouses that were not removed last winter glistened in the late summer sunshine.

Fujiwara Xingkong read the book for a while, but found that he couldn't read it anyway, so he leaned back in the chair and stared out the car window in a daze.

Soon, the minibus got into the mountain forest. On both sides of the winding road, there was a gloomy fir forest. The wind blowing in from the window suddenly became cold, and the moisture degraded the skin.

Stop and go, every time I stopped at a village along the way, some people got off the bus, but no one got on the bus.After driving for about four and 10 minutes from Saitama, we stopped at a slightly open mountain basin.

There were only four passengers including Fujiwara Xingkong, and they all got off the bus here.The driver stood at the rear of the car to urinate, some stretched, some smoked or looked at the stretch of mountains and forests before them.

A tanned middle-aged man was riding a motorcycle and asked Fujiwara Xingkong if he was here for a trip. Fujiwara Xingkong was too lazy to talk, turned around and left.

Turn from the main road into a small road with a width of only two meters. There is a clear river beside it. Maybe there are delicious trout in the river.

Along the meandering river, the gentle green hills stretch into a wavy line. An old stone bridge crosses the river, crosses the stone bridge, and has a climbing entrance.

As night fell, Fujiwara Hoshiku climbed to the top of the mountain and found this abandoned shrine hidden deep in the mountains.

Then under the cover of night, he passed through the collapsed torii gate, passed through the gate of God, and sneaked towards the worship hall.Both sides of the approach are full of cherry blossom trees. At this time, the leaves of the cherry trees have fallen, and the tiny branches stretch a black net towards the night sky.

In the depths of the shrine, several rooms were lit with lanterns, but there was no sound, and no signs of human activity were seen.

Fujiwara Xingkong explored one room after another, slowly coming from the front hall to the backyard with a large pool.

Walking through the corner of a promenade, the moonlight shimmered and danced in the pool water. At this moment, there seemed to be a slight sound coming from a dimly lit room in front of him, but it quickly subsided.

The surroundings were silent, the moonlight was bright and clear, except for the occasional fish jumping out of the water in the pool, there was no sound.

Fujiwara Xingkong held his breath, and tiptoed to the front of the room. Just as he was about to push the door open, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

A girl walked out from the inside and bumped into him all at once, and then, she rushed back into the house like a projectile.When she was about to close the door, Fujiwara Xingkong held the door with one hand, then kicked it out, kicking her directly into the corner of the room.

Fujiwara Xingkong glanced into the room, and there was a fairly simple altar in the middle, with willow branches erected at the four corners, and thin red knots tied at knee height to form a quadrangular enchantment.On the table in the middle are two ceramic dishes.On one of them was a talisman, and on the other was a mirror.

The meaning of the altar is unknown, but the mirror should be the Yata mirror, one of the three artifacts.

In the corner of the room, the girl was lying on her stomach where she couldn't see her, gasping for breath, getting up and kneeling on the ground, looking up.

Fujiwara Xingkong stood in the moonlight, looking at this beautiful girl.

She bit her lips tightly, her expression was very frustrated, and there was a trace of fear, her body trembling under his gaze.

"Why are you here?" Fujiwara Xingkong walked over, bent down, put his mouth close to her ear and asked in a low voice: "Miss Sachiko, please tell me, why are you here?"

"Master Fujiwara." The maid shook her head, speechless.At the same time, her long eyelashes were already filled with tears.

"tell me!"

"I can't tell"

Fujiwara Hoshizo pulled Onikiri out and pointed at her throat: "I must settle this matter as soon as possible, please don't force me."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Sachiko Shiraishi, who had reached her limit and was on the verge of collapse, burst into tears.

"He said he could cure Miss's body, but the price was to kill you. I can't do it."

"Then he said he could use another method to get me to come here and help him"

Fujiwara Xingkong rubbed his forehead: "Who is he?"

The maid was sobbing so loudly that she was completely speechless.

"Tell me, who is he?" Fujiwara Xingkong knelt down and gently stroked her hair: "You should understand that we are family members, and I am more worthy of your trust"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then he fell heavily on the ground, his vision gradually dimmed, and in the last corner of his eye, he saw the big monster with a pair of holy wings.

"Master." The maid screamed, too frightened to move.

Yatengu looked down at Fujiwara Xingkong condescendingly, and said coldly: "I originally planned to let you go, but since you came to the door, I can only blame you for being unlucky."

After speaking, he picked up Onikiri and stabbed Fujiwara Hoshikong in the back.

"No!" Sachiko Shiraishi screamed and threw herself on Fujiwara Hoshigo.The tip of the knife stopped a few centimeters from her body.His maid looked up: "You can't kill him!"

"Why?" Crow Tengu sneered, "I told you that as long as there is his body, I can help your lady heal her body. Not only did you not kill him, but now you are stopping me from killing him. Could it be that he is with you? In your heart, is it more important than your young lady?"

"Miss will always be number one in my heart." Sachiko Shiraishi looked at Yatengu and said firmly, "But I believe that if he dies, miss will definitely lose the motivation to live."

long silence.

Yatengu remained motionless, straightened his neck like a tall, slender bird, and stared straight at the maid.And the maid lady lay on the young master's body, staring firmly at this monster who was countless times stronger than herself, and refused to give in at all.

The world seemed to be at a standstill, there was no wind, and the sound stopped vibrating in the air.

After a long time, Crow Tengu slowly turned around and left, "Throw him out and tell him not to meddle in his own business." As soon as he finished speaking, the person was gone.

Sachiko Shiraishi carried Fujiwara Hoshiku on her back and walked outside the shrine without looking back once.Yatengu watched the two leave from the gap between the curtains, thinking, Xiao Lin seems to have found a very reliable home.

……

When he woke up, Fujiwara Xingkong found that the strength in his body had not recovered, and there was still a sense of numbness in his hands and feet, but fortunately his consciousness had recovered.

He slowly opened his eyes, night.There are no stars, no moon, but the sky is still faintly bright.There seemed to be something soft under his head, and something soft was rubbing against his face.He turned his gaze slightly and found himself enjoying the maid's lap pillow and her massage.

"It's great that you're fine." Sachiko Shiraishi helped him sit up slowly.

There was a big crow on the treetop in front, shaking its head like nodding several times.The plump beak opened and closed in the air, and the bright black feathers shone in the moonlight.

Fujiwara Xingkong stared at it for a while, and found that it was just an ordinary ugly crow.

"Sachiko," he asked hoarsely, "can you tell me what's going on?"

"For Miss's body." The lady maid had a sad expression on her face, "Ya Tengu found me before and asked me to kill you. But I couldn't do it, so he said to use another method."

"what way?"

"He didn't tell me the details." Sachiko Shiraishi raised her index finger to her lips, and gently shook her head at the starry sky of Fujiwara, as if saying that I really don't know, please, don't ask a second time.

"Notify me as soon as possible." Fujiwara Xingkong didn't force her, and asked another question: "You said you couldn't kill me. When was it?"

"Uh, yes." The maid looked very ashamed, blushing and whispered, "It was the time when I was doing SAP."

"So it was that time." Fujiwara Xingkong nodded, "Sachiko took care of me so comfortably, she really didn't have any defenses at all."

"Young master, Xingzi, please punish me when I know I made a mistake."

"Let's talk about it after the matter has passed." Fujiwara Xingkong squeezed her chin vigorously: "Put me in a maid outfit at that time, and see how I will punish you, a bad maid, young master!"

"Ah" Sachiko Shiraishi yelled out from the pain.But after Fujiwara Xingkong let go, she smiled lightly: "As long as Miss and Master are safe and sound, you can punish Sachiko any way you want."

The night wind blows through the treetops, rustling, crows flapping their wings, rodents gnawing and rubbing, all kinds of sounds surround this place.

……

Saturday, August 9th.

Natsuki Rin came to Asakusa Shrine as usual, put on her shrine maiden uniform, and started her work for the day.

She was cleaning the front hall with a broom, and Fujiwara Hoshiku, led by Abeji, sneaked into the ruins in the backyard.

Standing on the stone path, looking at the densely grown trees, the weeds between the ruined walls, and the truth that has been buried by time, Fujiwara Xingkong slowly closed his eyes.

Twenty years ago, it was one of the most prestigious shrines in the country.The first priestess in the future also stayed here day and night with the first priestess at that time.

Perhaps there are more boys and girls with amazing talents like Shino Tsuchimikado exchanging ideas here, occasionally flashes of inspiration, the sound of chanting spells, as well as their laughter.

But now, there is only deserted and lonely here.

The former splendor and beauty no longer exist, and Fujiwara Xingkong suddenly felt a little sad, although the sadness dissipated quickly.

"Xia Xilin has been in Tokyo for the past five years. Whenever I have free time, I go to Asakusa Shrine. So I know the location of that room." Abe Temple led him through the ruins, and came to the deepest building that was still preserved. A small building with one room.

The small building is made of mixed stone and wood. The stone walls are covered with ivy, and the paint on the beams, doors and windows is peeling off. It looks very desolate.

"I can't do anything about how to open this lock." Abeji pointed to a brass lock hanging on the door, "Sister Tsuchimikado may have a way, why don't you ask her?"

Fujiwara Xingkong looked over and saw that the copper lock was dim and covered with copper rust. When he got closer, he could feel the extremely powerful sealing circle coming from the copper lock.

If it is forcibly broken open, perhaps the entire room including the contents inside will be destroyed together with the magic circle.

"Forget it, I dare not go to her." Fujiwara Xingkong shrugged.

After sending Abe Temple away, he accompanied Xia Xilin to entertain the guests who came to visit, and did not leave alone until evening.

The wind blowing in the evening was cool, and the fast-moving clouds turned a faint pink under the rendering of the street lamps.

Fujiwara Xingkong received a message from Tsuchimikado Shino, and there were only a few simple words.

Just watch it move.

At the beginning of September, when the temperature was high, it could reach more than 30 degrees Celsius, but after a few heavy rains, the weather gradually cooled down, and the sky became higher and higher.

Fujiwara Xingkong went to and from school step by step, watching the gorgeous sunset every day, as well as the fine golden light shining on the water surface, and the broken dead leaves falling on the ground.

In this way, day after day, the surrounding vegetation is slowly dyed yellow, and then the temperature gradually becomes cooler, and the bleak autumn comes.

Friday, January 9th.

After school, Fujiwara Hoshizo got into Natsuki's car and followed him back to Chiyoda District.

"Senior sister, it's been a few days in a month, and the alliance hasn't been disbanded yet?"

"Given your poor performance, we have decided to add another month."

"What's wrong with me?"

"If you say you're bad, you're bad. Don't talk back."

The two walked all the way back to the room, Xia Xilin turned on the bedside lamp, and the dim light spread.In this dim light, she changed into her pajamas, stepped on the sofa, and sat with her knees propped up.

Fujiwara Xingkong sat down beside her, Xia Xilin brought her face close to his ear as if about to whisper, and kissed him on the cheek: "It's for you."

"That's it?"

"What else do you want?" Xia Xilin looked at his face: "Don't push yourself."

"You are the eldest lady, you have the final say." Fujiwara Xingkong lay down on the sofa helplessly.

Xia Xilin squinted her eyes, pursed her lips slightly, and stared at his face for a long time, as if reading a newspaper printed in tiny words.

Fujiwara Xingkong touched his face almost subconsciously, but there was nothing on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Have you been hiding something from me recently?"

"No."

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it." Xia Xilin smiled slightly, looking into his eyes: "No matter how far we are apart, there is a special gravitational force that pulls us back to our original position."

"That's right." Fujiwara Xingkong reached out and stroked her cheek: "The two of us are an inseparable relationship."

The autumn wind is blowing, and no one knows where he will drift with the fallen leaves in the next moment, but at least at the moment, Fujiwara Xingkong's heart is extremely peaceful.

(End of this chapter)