Journey to the heavens starting from Tokyo Ghost Story

Chapter 27 Are you willing to help me?

Si Ye sat quietly, trying his best to calm down his emotions.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally broke free from that state, and saw Bomu Meisha in front of him for the first time.

Looking at her close at hand, she wiped herself seriously.

Si Ye was suddenly moved.

At the same time, at this moment, he also understood why it was said on the Internet before time travel that adults always like older sisters.

This mature, considerate, stable feeling.

Is this something ordinary people can resist?

Especially this bumpy, slightly intellectual, plump figure is simply a big killer for a little man.

Throwing the last tissue into the trash can, Bomu Meisha heaved a sigh of relief.

"Okay, it's getting late..."

As soon as she turned her head, before she could finish her sentence, she saw Si Ye looking straight at her, her heart skipped a beat suddenly, her face was a little red, and she forgot what to say, so she had to get up from the bed in a panic.

"Then what..."

For some reason, as a president, she should be proud and proud.

But every time I see Si Ye, a man who is much younger than me, I feel flustered, restrained, and inferior.

Especially when the other party looks at me, this feeling is even more superior.

But the paradox is that she is very much looking forward to meeting Si Ye.

From time to time, his eyes would drift towards him uncontrollably.

And every time she glanced at it, she would want to take a second look, and if there was a second look, there would be a third look, and if there was a third look...

Bomu Meisha felt like she was going crazy.

I can't forget Si Ye's appearance and expression in my mind.

And the more you control yourself not to think, the more you can't control yourself, just like a drug addict.

Like just now.

Si Ye's room is not next to hers.

Moreover, the sound insulation of modern houses is generally very strong. If it is not deliberate, how could she hear the movement inside?

"I have to get up early tomorrow morning to get ready to start work, so go to sleep."

Bomu Meisha found an excuse and prepared to leave as if fleeing.

But this time...

"Can the president stay and sit with me for a while?"

Siye grabbed Bomu Misa's wrist.

Bomu Meisha suppressed her heart that almost jumped out.

She pretended to be calm and sat down on the bed again, and asked with a little doubt, "Did something happen?"

Si Ye nodded, looking at Bomu Meisha's pale face a little distressed.

She said gently: "Can you tell me?"

Si Ye's eyes moved, and he finally sighed, "To tell you the truth, I actually don't have much time."

"What do you mean by running out of time?" Bomu Misa was taken aback.

"Ugh!"

Shi Ye sighed.

There is no need to tell Bomu Meisha about this matter.

but……

The figure that appeared today made him understand that he didn't have that long.

He had to speed up the creation and spread of urban legends.

Also, she might not be the first.

So Si Ye thought about it and decided to tell Bomu Meisa to help him complete the dissemination.

After all, Bomu Misa is the president of the Urban Legend Association.

Even if there is no one in this era who will specialize in operations in the future, spreading an urban legend with the energy of her president is faster than doing it alone.

So Si Ye told her some of his deeds without any concealment.

And she also thought for a while after listening, and asked seriously: "Is this why you chose the weirdo department?"

"I have no choice." Si Ye was depressed.

Bomu Meisha did not lie this time, but asked solemnly, "What is the probability of your success?"

"I am not sure."

Si Ye shook his head, Bomu Meisha frowned when she heard that, and was about to say that she should take a long-term plan, and when I was looking for a relationship to find you a spiritual master to deal with this matter, Si Ye's voice suddenly changed...

"but……"

He couldn't take his eyes off, paused for a moment and looked straight at himself.

"Will you help me?"

"Mr. Ye, in fact, we don't need to be obsessed with urban legends."

Bomu Meisha originally wanted to say this, but when Si Ye watched, the words turned into, "I am willing."

"Thank you!"

A smile appeared on Si Ye's face.

Bomu Meisha, who watched this scene, also felt beautiful in her heart.

"Don't worry, you will succeed."

She comforted her, and looked at the seemingly sunny and beautiful boy with a little distress in her eyes; presumably he suffered a lot and faced a lot of fear during this period of time, right?
In a foreign country, such a thing happened...

Bomu Meisha sighed inwardly, turned around and poured another glass of water from the side.

Watching the whole process, Si Ye suddenly had an impulse in his heart.

"President~"

"what?"

Turning her head subconsciously, before Bomu Meisha could respond, Si Ye hugged her and stroked the back of her head.

Then something soft and warm was attached to her lips.

Bomu Meisha was taken aback for a moment, and then felt the hot breath and abnormality on her face, and then she understood what happened.

But... She didn't refuse, but instinctively closed her eyes to cater.

After a long time, the lips parted, Bomu Meisha was a little reluctant to part.

Her cherry lips parted slightly, panting heavily, she opened her lustful eyes and looked at the handsome young man who was close at hand.

"Mr. Ye~"

"The president won't blame me, will he?"

Si Ye met Bomu Meisha's gaze and asked with a smile.

Stared at by his cramped eyes, Bomu Meisha was a little shy, blushing like an apple, and stammering in tone.

"No... no!"

"So……"

Si Ye still understands the matter of giving appropriate rewards to motivate those who do things.

He chuckled and said, "I'll leave the urban legend to the president."

"no problem."

Although Si Ye's toughness aroused her desire, Bomu Meisha also understood that now is not the time, so she calmed down her inner ups and downs again and again.

"You go to rest first." She tidied up the messy bathrobe, sat up from the bed, and said, "I'll arrange it."

Then he left the bedroom and put on the lamp before going out.

Since then, Si Ye was left alone in the bedroom.

He looked at the direction in which Bomu Meisha was leaving.

"Hehe~"

With a smile on his face, Si Ye's eyes moved.

This is the power of the source of obsession.

If ordinary people...

No matter how handsome you are, if you dare to do this in such a short period of time, I'm afraid you've already entered the situation and are sitting.

Slightly calming down the desire that also arose in his heart, Si Ye looked at the time, it was already one o'clock.

Lying down, Si Ye recalled the scene in his dream, and suddenly lost sleepiness.

But it's still a long time, and I can't just lie down like this.

then……

"Then, let's think about what kind of legend to create!"

Si Ye rested his hands on his head and looked at the mural on the opposite wall.

……

PS: Brothers help think of names that create urban legends.

Take "ghosts and gods as masters" as the theme, such as "ruling" and the like.

(End of this chapter)