Tokyo host

Chapter 339 Letter from 20 years ago
letter.

At night after the barbecue feast, Makoto Futaba leaned back on the chair, holding a yellowed paper letter in his hand.

Kaoru Suzuki took this when he was taking a nap with the twins, because he had to go out to buy ingredients and barbecue, so he didn't have time to take it apart until now.

"Nowadays, it's unbelievable that there are still people who write such a serious letter."

After seeing Futaba's collection written on it, Makoto Futaba thought for a moment, it seems that he is the only one called Futaba here.

As for the rest of the family.

Ok.

"Zi." As if aware of the inexplicable fragility of the envelope in his hand, Makoto Futaba tore it open, revealing a piece of letter paper——

After cautiously opening it, Futaba Makoto's gaze slowed down, and then read out:
【Long time no see, Futaba】

【When you read this letter, we haven't seen each other for decades. It's a pity that our relationship didn't go to the end.】

【I know it's not your fault, not to mention I left you in a fit of anger】

【Actually, I have always wanted to tell you something】

【If possible, I want to see you again】

【Chiko】

【1999.11.8】

Ok?
Makoto Futaba was stunned for a moment, could this letter be for his grandfather?

But... why is the time more than 20 years ago?
"Dong dong dong." There was a sudden knock on the door next to it.

Makoto Futaba turned her head away, a girl with ponytail opened the door and walked in and said with a smile, "Ah Cheng, do you want pudding?"

"Do you still have an appetite after the barbecue?" Makoto Futaba asked, leaning back on the chair. Although it is not good to eat dessert after eating so much food, Nana's figure management has always been no problem in the morning, even if she wears a loose sleeping bag. The skirt does not look bloated, and the legs under the skirt are round and slender.

Maybe it's because of regular exercise?

"It's delicious, the pudding made by Suzuki." Morning Nana said with a smile, "If you don't eat it, Gong Bai will eat it all by himself!"

"Give it to her, I'm not hungry."

"Really?" Nana blinked in the morning, as if she had noticed something, her eyes stayed on the envelope in Makoto Futaba's hand, and she leaned over, "What are you looking at, a love letter?"

"Don't show it."

"Show me." Nana muttered in a low voice after failing to snatch the letter from Futaba Makoto in the morning, "So I was hiding in the room and secretly reading the love letter."

"Big radish chicken."

"Cauliflower cabbage."

"H has big nostrils."

Shuangye Cheng: "..."

Is there something strange mixed in?

"It's not a love letter, it's a letter." Makoto Futaba said.

"letter?"

In the morning, Nana walked up to Futaba Makoto, then put her chin on his head and looked at the paper... After a while, she showed a strange expression: "1999? What a strange time to sign."

"Hmm." Makoto Futaba was also a little strange, "A letter sent over 20 years ago?"

"But, this is for your grandfather, why did it arrive now?"

Makoto Futaba smiled: "Nana, have you heard the story of the ghost train?"

"Ghost train?"

"Yes, there is a legend that a train suddenly disappeared while it was running. No matter how I searched for it at that time, the train seemed to have disappeared from the world, but after decades..."

"Suddenly, a large number of witnesses said that they had seen a train suddenly appearing on the street at midnight, and that train was the one that mysteriously disappeared decades ago!"

"It doesn't need a track when it's driving, it just floats so weirdly, do you know what the witnesses still see on the car window?"

In the morning, Nana swallowed her saliva: "What?"

Futaba Makoto lowered his voice: "In the car..."

In the morning, Nana nodded again and again: "In the car..."

"Crack!" Makoto Futaba clapped his palms together, and the crisp voice made Nana's body tremble in the early morning, "Hey!"

Seeing the frightened look of the girl, Makoto Futaba smiled: "You are a witch after all, why are you afraid of this thing?"

"Ah Cheng is too much, whoever said witches don't have to be afraid of this." Morning Nana blushed at this time, and then stretched out her hand to pull Futaba Makoto's ear, "Bad guy, you bully me!"

"I was wrong." Makoto Futaba immediately surrendered.

In the morning, Nana let go of her hand: "The follow-up."

"What follow-up?"

"It's the one you just said, follow-up, ghost train."

"I don't know, it's an urban ghost story, do you think it really exists?" Makoto Futaba continued to laugh, "You don't believe it?"

"So you're lying to me?!"

"Ahem, no." Makoto Futaba coughed dryly, "After all, it was originally an urban legend, don't you think that this letter sent to my grandfather more than 20 years ago just appeared now...is it very similar to that ghost train? "

"They all appeared in a chaotic time and space, carrying things that shouldn't appear in this era."

In the morning, Nana didn't know why, so she hugged her arm and rubbed it together: "Ah Cheng, what do you mean, this letter is sent by a ghost?"

"Maybe."

"Too, too scary, right?!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing Nana's funny reaction in the morning, Makoto Futaba decided not to tease her, "Don't worry, there are no ghosts in this world, but I'm really curious about the origin of this letter."

"The person who wrote the letter should be an old acquaintance of my grandfather."

"Moreover, there seems to be some misunderstanding between the two of them."

In the morning, Nana tilted her head in doubt: "But Ah Cheng, this letter says that I want to meet, but your grandfather has passed away."

"Besides, they said they wanted to meet, but they didn't even have an address."

"Plus this time."

In the morning, Nana seemed to come up with another answer: "Sure enough, it was a prank, on purpose."

"No."

"why?"

"First of all, no one would make such a silly joke, and... my grandfather does have a lot of old acquaintances." Makoto Futaba said, "I used to hear my grandfather say that although he was very romantic in his life, he traveled all over the world. The world or something, but there are also a lot of people who are sorry."

"so……"

"So you're saying that the person who wrote this letter was the person your grandfather once apologized to?" Nana asked in the early morning.

Makoto Futaba nodded.

Indeed, such a possibility is the highest.

But despite this, there are no other clues on the letter other than the name. If possible... Futaba Makoto would like to reply a letter, expressing the news that his grandfather had passed away long ago.

Opening the drawer, Makoto Futaba kept the letter inside.

"Come on, eat pudding."

"Hey, don't you want to eat?"

"Just want to eat."

"Hey, it should be eaten up by Gong Bai."

"Eh?"

……

……

Just when Futaba Makoto thought that this letter was just an ordinary episode, a week later, he received a new letter again.

Still one.

Letter from over 20 years ago.

(End of this chapter)