My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 44
At nine o'clock in the evening, the taxi carrying Yukino Risa and Fujiwara Hoshizou stopped firmly in front of a dilapidated house in Edogawa District.

Fujiwara Xingkong, who was wrapped in bandages and plaster like a rice dumpling, got out of the car and glanced inside through the rusty iron door.

The building is a "one-family" structure that became popular in the island country in the 60s, and was once considered the most ideal model for private housing.

Perhaps because of the long-term lack of maintenance, the overall structure of the house presents a dilapidated and decayed atmosphere.

Not only is the wall covered with moss, but the weeds in the yard are also quite lush.

There is an old cherry blossom tree next to the courtyard wall. It is the cherry blossom season now. The light peach petals are flying in the wind like snow flakes, and the ground seems to be covered with a light peach carpet.

However, the sizable pile of black trash bags on the other side completely ruined the aesthetic.

A group of crows foraged around the pile of garbage, the plastic bags were torn open, and the garbage was scattered all over the place.

Among them, Sen Han's human bones were fiddled with by the crow's claws wantonly, scattered in the smelly sewage.

This scene made Fujiwara Xingkong's dislike of Tokyo Crows a little bit more.

In addition, in his eyes, he also saw that the whole house was surrounded by a thick and substantial resentment. This resentment rose above the house like billowing thick smoke, and it was clearly visible in the dark night.

The reddish resentment in the black clearly shows that many people have died here, and this is a haunted house through and through.

"There are haunted houses of this level in Tokyo." Fujiwara Xingkong was also a little frightened. He glanced back at Yukino Risa and ordered without a doubt: "You go home first."

"Slightly slightly slightly" Yukino Risa stuck out her tongue at him: "Don't worry, as a lover, my sister will never appear in front of Zheng Gong."

With the engine roaring, the taxi sped away.

Yukino Risa's voice floated from afar.

"Be careful yourself, withdraw if you can't win, don't die so quickly at a young age, or sister will really become a widow."

Not serious
Fujiwara Xingkong checked his own condition with a wry smile. At present, except for the temporary inability to use his hands, other limbs have recovered as before.

Yo West!

Rin-chan, hold on, your boyfriend is back!

Fujiwara Xingkong kicked open the rusty black iron gate and walked into the courtyard of this old single building.

Passing through the courtyard, the gate was open. As soon as he walked to the gate, he heard movement from the second floor.

It looks like it's already fought.

Fujiwara Xingkong ran in quickly, and as soon as he reached the stairs, he saw a black shadow flying down the stairs.

With its head on the ground, it was planted straight like rice planting.

This time he was about to fall, and he was half paralyzed if he didn't die.

Fujiwara Hoshizora wanted to catch it with her hands, but she couldn't use her hands at all. In desperation, she could only hit her with her head, hoping to knock her landing posture wrong.

During the fall, Xia Xilin suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest, as if he had hit a round object. Then, his body was bumped abruptly from a straight line to a diagonal line.

"bang"

There was a muffled sound, and the parts below the neck felt as if they were pressed against something softer, and they didn't suffer much damage, but the head still hit the hard floor under the action of inertia.

pain…

A sense of dizziness hit.

She rubbed her temples vigorously with her uninjured left hand, forcing herself to stay awake.

After regaining consciousness, Xia Xilin found that there seemed to be a person under her body, and the head of the other person happened to be where her chest was.

This discovery made her tremble in fright, and she would immediately turn over, fall off the man, then turn around and stare at him fiercely with murderous eyes.

Fujiwara Xingkong suddenly remembered a pastry from his hometown.

Sweetheart cake!
As for why.
Not in wife pancakes, not in wife bras.
Cough
Can't say no, but actually there are.
Fujiwara Xingkong stopped his wild thoughts, lying on his head sideways, a gentle smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

Charisma+1
Charisma+1
The young man standing on top of the spire of human charm once again showed his perfect smile.

"It's you?"

The moment he turned his head, Xia Xilin was extremely surprised, and then, a smile like white sunshine bloomed in front of her eyes.

"Sister, I miss you so much."

The voice was so kind that no one could doubt that it was a fake.

Xia Xilin blinked and stared at him emotionlessly with jewel-like pupils.

Although her expression is cold, her delicate eyebrows still have a trace of childishness that has not faded. This soft childishness neutralizes the cold face, making her whole person's temperament particularly charming.

The pale face and blood-stained lips are extremely pitiful, and it is impossible to arouse even the slightest disgust.

Fujiwara Xingkong couldn't make a sound. Apart from holding her breath because of her beauty, there was another reason.

It hurts to see her hurt.
The two stared at each other for a few seconds.

"I thought you were dead." She said this in a stern voice without any emotion.

"Even if you die, I will protect you."

Fujiwara Hoshizora blinked and smiled, then stood up straight and looked up the stairs.

Nothing unusual was seen in sight.

"You shouldn't have come..." Xia Xilin also slowly stood up, glanced at his hands with plaster casts, and said behind him, "Your coming here has no purpose except to die."

"Are you kidding?" Fujiwara Xingkong said forcefully: "I said, I will protect you!"

"Why? Are you afraid that I will kill you? Just to remind you, there are only two days left in seven days."

"Because I like Natsuki-senpai." Fujiwara Hoshizora's face was full of lies, but he still said without blushing and heartbeat: "It's a natural emotion to want to protect the person you like."

Will her heart be touched by this simple and unpretentious love words?

Fujiwara Xingkong has no answer for the time being.

Xia Xilin just responded with a very elegant smile: "Then please show me your liking, Fujiwara-kun."

No matter how cliche the plot of the hero saving the beauty is, it is undeniable that it is always so direct and effective.

Of course, the premise is that you really have the ability to save.

As Xia Xilin's voice fell, a woman in a blood-stained white dress appeared on the ceiling above the stairs, and the face of the peeping woman from the ceiling was covered with blood.There was a longitudinal cleft in her forehead, her lips were swollen, and her bloodshot eyes were gaping open.

It looked as though she had been murdered only hours before.

Miss, your look... looks very familiar.

Fujiwara Xingkong has read "The Grudge" at least ten times, so he recognized who it was at a glance.

Zoboga coconut.

Sure enough, the system really popped up a mission prompt immediately.

[Triggered by a random entrustment, the target of the attack: Gayako.Bonus points: 500.Raiders progress: 0%]

Gan!
Fujiwara Hoshizo wanted to cry.

I don't think this task is so difficult.

It's just why Xia Xilin and Jiaye want to get together!

The timing isn't quite right.

He's just finished confessing his love, so he's going to flirt with other women? That's too scumbag.

But thinking about it carefully, I seem to be quite a scumbag.

There was a "click" sound from the stairs, and a black cat jumped out of the black mist, and when it fell to the ground, it turned into a little boy with pale complexion.

Gayeko glanced at Junxiong, and then looked down the stairs with resentment. At the same time, the long black hair full of blood spread down from the gap in the ceiling, entangled with each other like snakes, and crawled quickly.

"Sister." Fujiwara Xingkong turned to look at Xia Xilin, and said seriously: "What happened next, please don't misunderstand, we are trying to escape, I believe you can understand."

Three big question marks appeared on Xia Xilin's head.

Fujiwara Xingkong didn't have time to make up nonsense to perfuse her now, turned his head to look at Kayako, and said softly: "Madam, you look so good in a white dress."

The raging black hair seemed to have encountered an invisible obstacle, stuck in the middle of the stairs, and stopped.

Kayako floated down from the ceiling to the ground, stood and watched, a trace of human complexity appeared on his pale and ferocious face.

It seems to be reminiscing, but also seems to be confused.

The little boy Junxiong looked up at her, remembering that his mother was always wearing a white dress.

Yes, even if I close my eyes now, I will see my mother smiling happily in a white dress.

"Why does mother always wear white clothes?"

A long time ago, Toshio asked his mother that.

After hearing this, my mother said: "Don't tell Dad..." Then after thinking about it for a while, she said: "...A boy my mother liked in the past once praised my mother for wearing a white dress."

Then Mom smiled a little shyly.

How long ago did Toshio ask his mother such a question?

That was a long, long time ago... so long ago that you can't even remember when.

(End of this chapter)