My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

"My Japanese Story is a bit sweet (!

The rain stopped completely. There was a wisteria flower blooming on the edge of the stream. The bright purple flowers were glowing. The raindrops falling from the leaves stayed on the petals and then slipped down one after another. They were shining and looked very cute.

Beside the wisteria flower, the two teachers and students were still talking in a low voice.

"If you want to go to Kyoto, you can go to the Shugakuin Palace and find a monk named Ono Masato."

"What does this man do?"

"He is a friend of the teacher. In the past, the teacher, him and Ibaraki were close friends. If you go to him, maybe you can inquire about Rashomon."

"Will he help me?"

"Yes, as long as you can prove that I let you go."

"How can I prove it?"

The conversation calmed down, Xinchuan Jie'ai's face was a little unnatural, and she suddenly took a step closer to her feet. The two teachers and students stood under the shade of white birch trees, and quicksand-like clouds gurgled in the sky.

"What's wrong?"

"Don't move, just leave it to me." She seemed to have something on her mind, and she showed a weak smile as if she wanted to make excuses for herself, and as if she had made some determination, she immediately closed her hands together, a little messy hair.

This unintentional movement was full of the breath of a girl. Pure and natural, revealing the most primitive charm of mankind.

In a daze, Fujiwara Stars saw the daughter of the mountain god, the daughter of the mountain **** spinning and weaving by the gurgling stream.

She leaned close, her face buried in his neck.

A warm breath came from his red lips, and then, Fujiwara Starry sky felt the sweet tingling from his neck.

Itchy, numb, and felt that some neurotoxin had been injected into her body from her teeth. After that, her body became warm, and her breathing became rapid.

In the summer morning, the sun shines on the shoulders through the shade of the trees, as if the blue sky is peeping skillfully. Suddenly, a gust of wind blows from nowhere, sometimes narrowing and sometimes widening.

In this blue wind, Fujiwara Xingkong saw a blush on her cheeks, like oil stains on paper, all of the drawing paper was dyed in an instant, shy and charming.

"I left something in your body."

Uh, isn't this something I should have said... Fujiwara Hoshizora looked at her incomprehensibly.

Xinkawa Yuai calmed down a little bit, and patiently explained: "This trip to Kyoto is dangerous and unusual. The teacher can't help you much, but can only make you stronger. Half of the origin I left in your body just now allows you to have mine. Part of the ability allows you to manipulate spider silk and release paralyzing toxins."

"Teacher, this is too expensive." Fujiwara Hoshizora felt flushed and embarrassed, "I don't know how to face you with such great kindness."

"No, Fujiwara-san, you have already given me a lot." Xinkawa Yu Ai had a bright smile on her face, and the beautiful figure of Yamayuri reflected in her eyes.

"Before, I always wandered in the swamp of two identities, human and demon. As a human, I knew what life I wanted. As a demon, I had to do something that I didn't want to do."

"Whether you take a step to the left or right, you can't take a few steps, and you will retreat back to where you were, questioning whether you made the wrong choice."

Speaking of this, Xinchuan Yu Ai stopped for a while, and then she added in a voice that almost only she could hear: "Thanks to you, I can see my heart more clearly."

"It doesn’t matter whether it’s a person or a demon. Identity cannot be used to divide a person’s attributes. Only behavior can be defined. As long as I firmly move on the path I want to go, I’ll keep going. Just happy."

Fujiwara Hoshizora looked at her silently, looking at her somewhat red and swollen eyes, with a few drops of tears, like the dew on the petals in the morning, which would fall off with the touch of a finger.

For a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Teacher, I will reluctant to leave you like this."

I didn't hear the other meaning of his words, Xinchuan Yu Ai still had some sparkles in her eyes, raising her chin, and her tone of voice turned into an educational tone.

"Student Fujiwara, don't think that you don't need to study if the school is blown up by you. When you come back from Kyoto, the teacher will catch you for tuition.

"I'm very smart, please wait, teacher."

"If I didn't pass the entrance examination of Dongda University, I would not have been a student like you."

"Are there any rewards for admission to Dongda?"

Xinchuan Yu Ai flicked his smooth forehead again: "Wait until you get admitted."

With a warm heart, Fujiwara Star slowly bent over and gave a thank you.

Solemnly said: "Thank you."

"It's early, the teacher is not over yet." Xinchuan Yuai blinked mischievously, and stretched out his hand to press on the wound on his neck.

"I am the daughter of the mountain god. Since I was born, I have enjoyed the shelter of nature. I give this shelter to you. I wish you the rest of your life and the rest of your life, Fudo, and good health at all times."

The blue light flashed, and the numb wound instantly felt a coolness that permeated people's heart and spleen. This coolness melted into the limbs, like a spring rain, quietly infiltrating the whole body.

When she withdrew her hand, the wound on Fujiwara's neck disappeared and replaced by the mark of a small mountain peak.

The mountains and forests he felt in his eyes became clearer and closer.

The surroundings were full of moisture and the smell of soil, the sound of swaying leaves, and the sound of earthworm crawling from under the soil, intertwined with the crisp sound of the yellow warbler in the ear.

From the stream below you can see the pink azaleas, red pine bark, and brilliant green maple leaves on the hillside. The cicada shells wet by rain are stuck on the branches in the distance. On the other side, a moth breaks free from its cocoon. , Flapping wings and dancing lightly.

And farther away, one by one, nearly transparent elves wandered in the forest, floating like bubbles again. Their cheerful posture is reminiscent of the transparent jellyfish floating in the blue ocean.

"Teacher, Shanlin has come back to life." Fujiwara Stars yelled out of surprise, his voice full of joy.

Yui Shinkawa smiled softly, the wind moved the leaves, and her hair, and a few drops of water fell from the tree and spilled on her hot cheeks.

Fujiwara Hoshizora opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but she put her finger on her lips, beckoning him not to speak, and to listen attentively.

The early cuckoos walked in company and flew over their heads quietly.

Standing on each other's shoulders, UU看书www.uukanshu.com allowed the shadows under the shade of the trees to gradually stretch and crawl on the grass.

When Niijima really woke up, he didn't see anyone by his side.

Her head was still painful, she couldn't notice the existence of her hands and feet, and there was fire in her throat. She stood up forcibly and walked towards the place where the light came in in a daze.

Gradually, someone was talking.

But when she walked to the entrance of the cave, the conversation stopped.

Xindao really felt very bad suddenly. She was leaning against the stone wall, her heart was covered by clouds, an unknown force turned into four sharp claws and lurked in her heart, and she was overwhelmed with breath.

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