My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

The easiest way to understand a city is to understand how its residents work, how they live, how they love each other, and they die.

By One by Albert Camus "The Plague"

On the Kyoto municipal bus, on the express bus on line 102, Shinjima asked, "Then what did you learn?"

The Fujiwara starry sky is watching the scenery intently, and his sight is constantly drifting past the quiet forest and the deep ancient temple, the kimono girl and the elegant courtyard.

Niijima repeated the question again with a louder voice.

At exactly this time, a living picture scrolled past the window of the car.

The kimono geisha under the paper umbrella, behind the graceful hair, pink noodles, and snow neck, is a calm sorrow.

Probably because of this emotional infection, Fujiwara Starry sky said without hesitation: "There are many beauties in Kyoto."

Niijima really had a headache and said, "You really have not changed your life."

"This is the truth from the bottom of my heart. I always feel that Tokyo's feasting and feasting are too magical. Even the women in Tokyo are magical."

"What a magic method?"

"For example, Xia Xilin, that woman is just like drugs, it's so addictive."

Niijima really cracked his fingers and asked kindly, "Are you showing off your girlfriend to me?"

"It's here~~" Fujiwara Hoshizora smiled and jumped out of the car. A kimono lady who happened to be passing by was taken aback. He quickly bowed and apologized. The woman smiled, holding the corner of her clothes with her white fingertips as thin bamboo shoots. Bend down in return.

The beauty is dressed in a Chiro red dress, and her gentle smile is concealed with a traditional atmosphere-such an elegant taste is really hard to see in Tokyo.

After all, in Tokyo, except for festivals, it is rare to see people wearing kimonos on the streets.

Others say that people in Kyoto are very cold, but that's not true~~ Walking on the way to Kinkakuji Temple, Fujiwara Starry sky received many smiling faces from wives and girls.

In the breeze and drizzle, the beauty folded her face and left shyly. They are elegant and beautiful, and they are perfectly integrated with the ancient temples, which is very natural.

This also made Fujiwara Star's favorability for Kyoto a little bit more. You must know that in Tokyo, the streets are densely packed like ants, and they don't know where they came from and don't know the office workers who disappeared there.

Especially at the Shibuya intersection, the social animals in suits and leather shoes with briefcases, their expressionless posture on the road, always remind people of the migrating animals on the African savannah, seeing people with sweaty backs and numb scalps. .

After walking for a while, the rain stopped and the summer sun bloomed again.

Niijima took a sip of the canned coffee he bought from the vending machine, and looked at his glowing face, and said helplessly: "Your appearance is too eye-catching. We have to dress up for a while, or we will reveal whereabouts."

"Is it that exaggeration?" Fujiwara Star opened the system panel and took a look, and suddenly found that the value of [Charm Value 1] in the normal state had become [10/10].

Is it because of divinity? He pondered this possibility, and showed his best smile to his sister-in-law, and then, a hint of charm value +5 drifted past his eyes.

Niijima suddenly felt a deer hitting his chest, so he hurriedly turned his eyes away, and said with shame, "Can you not show me such a foul smile!"

The Fujiwara Starry sky can be clearly seen by looking at the panel again.

Charisma value 1: 15/10 (for people, the value fluctuates and cannot be increased by itself).

It's really foul, it's not the charm value that humans can have at all.

Tricky! It's not a good thing to be too handsome~~

Before entering the Kinkakuji Temple, Niijima bought two masks. She and Fujiwara Hoshizori each put on a mountaineering hat, and then they walked into the Kinkakuji Garden together.

Fujiwara Xingkong couldn't help despising her from the bottom of his heart. The two of them now look like they are secretly dating two idol artists, but they are even more eye-catching!

After walking along the Jinghu Lake for a while, the two of them could already see the three-story temple standing on the side of the pool. It is not as magnificent as imagined, but because the outer layer is covered with gold leaf, it looks like the whole building is shining in the summer sun from a distance, quite a bit of a nouveau riche, which makes people feel vulgar.

But when you step in and look at it, there is a different mood.

The golden monastery and the blue clear sky are reflected in the water, gorgeous and clear, and the golden pavilion also sways slightly when the pool water sways. It is so sacred that people can't look away.

The so-called Western Paradise is nothing more than this.

"The Kinkakuji Temple was burnt down in the 25th year of Showa, and it was rebuilt in 30 years. However, when it was rebuilt, the gold leaf was too thin, the paint on the inside was leaking out, and the surface looked black. So it was in Showa. In 61 years, the gold leaf was affixed to five times its original thickness."

Walking on the path leading to the temple, the commentary of Fujiwara Starry Sky was succinctly glanced, a bit like a tour guide.

"The fire in the 25th year of Showa?" Shinjima asked curiously beside him.

"Yes."

"Why set fire?"

"It was done by the apprentice monk indoors, and it is said to be out of jealousy of beauty. This topic caused a lot of discussion at the time, and Yukio Mishima wrote the novel "Kinkakuji" in the background. Unfortunately, this temple was not destroyed by the flames of World War II, but it was destroyed by the jealousy of people's hearts."

Beauty can cause jealousy.

This jealousy can only be dispelled with flames?

Shinjima saw that he suddenly picked up a stone from the ground and hit a float on the pool water. He couldn't help but said, "Fujiwara, are you a mobile library?"

Fujiwara Starry sky scratched his head, "I didn't like to be in contact with humans before. I have always been playing games and reading books by myself in my free time. After a long time, I will know more."

"Poor child." The sister-in-law exclaimed with a voice full of maternal love.

"What about Xiaozhen? What are you doing in your free time?"

"Follow the nine subjects training."

"Poor child." Fujiwara Stars also responded to her with a fatherly voice.

After walking a half circle around Jinghu Pond, they came to the gate of the Golden Pavilion Temple. The two of them passed by a group of high school students who spoke Guandong dialect. In addition, I can often hear Chinese, Korean, English, and various unheard languages ​​from Eastern Europe.

"There are so many foreigners." Shinshima really used the leaflet to cool off, while curiously looking at the white plump ducks on the pond.

"After all, the Kinkakuji Temple is known as the most beautiful temple in the island country. It is so famous that more people come to visit it naturally."

"Since the reputation is so big, will the empty teacher you mentioned be very powerful?"

"It's hard to say whether it's too powerful, but **** is very lustful."

"Isn't that the same as you?"

"He is not as handsome as I am!" Fujiwara Stars made a strong protest.

Niijima really didn't reply, but smiled contemptuously at him, with crescent-like eyebrows, very cute.

Fujiwara Starry sky glared at her, and then laughed.

She is wearing casual clothes today, a short T-shirt with a lucky cat, showing her white arms. Black skirt, knees and calves are naturally exposed, high-heeled sandals with shiny pink toes, even if you wear a mask, you can still feel the beauty of a beautiful girl.

Such a good-looking sister-in-law couldn't bear to be angry with her.

Stepped onto the wooden steps of Kinkakuji Temple and was stopped in front of the door.

A grey-clothed monk folded his hands together, slightly bent over and politely said: "Two donors, tourists are not allowed to visit the temple, please go back."

Fujiwara Starry sky also bent over in return, "Hello Master, we are friends who can't be taught, please let me know."

The grey-clothed monk listened to his Kanto sounds, then looked at the plain clothes of the two men, and said lightly: "Kong Wu is respected as a teacher, and he will not easily see guests. If there is no appointment, I am afraid it is not convenient for me to replace them. Announcement."

Although the expression is still very polite, but the tone can hear the taste of the superiority of Kyoto people when facing Kanto people.

Fujiwara Starry Sky also didn't bother to talk with this kind of person, rubbing his fingers, a blue flame bloomed on his fingertips, and the majestic spiritual power instantly swept across the monk's body, "boom", directly bulging his clothes robe.

Afterwards, the palm of his hand was turned, the surging spiritual power could not spread out in the future, and it was instantly suppressed and dissipated into the invisible.

The grey-clothed monk's pupils shrank sharply, and his facial features also froze at the same time.

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He is just a gatekeeper, and he has seen such an expert who manipulates his spiritual power with such precision, and he is directly stunned in place.

Fujiwara Xingkong gave him a cold glance, stood with his hand held down, and looked into the distance, posing the appearance of a worldly expert.

Niijima murmured tacitly on the side, "Hurry up and report it. You have delayed the master's affairs. Can you bear the consequences?"

The grey-clothed monk shook his heart, and he didn't care to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, nodded and said "wait," and then hurriedly ran into the temple.

Fujiwara Star returned his gaze and asked happily, "Xiaozhen, what was your brother-in-law's performance just now?"

"99 points."

"Why not full marks?"

"I'm afraid of you..." Before Niijima really said anything, Fujiwara Star suddenly stretched out his arm around her waist, and then looked at the pond in front of the temple.

"What are you doing!" The sister-in-law was ashamed and surprised, and stab him in the waist with an elbow, "Isn't it a good idea? It's not possible in the real world!"

"Don't make a noise." Fujiwara Xingkong added a force on her hand, causing her to cling to her tightly, and said in a low voice: "The bald head who walked out now, I saw him in Yi Shuiyuan, so he can't let him find us. Here."

As soon as Niijima's tight body loosened, the whole body was attached to his body.

There is a reason for this, sister shouldn't blame me...

The two body pressed together, and there was a burst of heat. In the summer, Fujiwara Stars had a good smell of sweat, and Niijima pressed his face to his chest and sniffed it hard.

Close your eyes, the breeze blows the tips of your hair, ducks and ducks are screaming in the pool, and his well-proportioned breath makes you intoxicated in the summer of seventeen.

Monk Kongning walked out of the temple gate and found a pair of young girls hugging each other by the pool water, talking quietly about love under the hot sun.

When he reached the steps, he happened to hear the girl say: "Look, those ducks are so cute."

Immediately afterwards, I heard the boy say: "Indeed, buy a half to taste it at night."

With a stagger under his feet, Monk Kongning almost fell straight down the steps.

Such a straight guy actually has a girlfriend? He shook his head and sighed, leaving the Kinkakuji Temple.

After his back disappeared, Fujiwara Hoshizora breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked helplessly at Niijima Ma who was still holding him and let go.

"Little Zhen."

"what?"

"People are gone."

"Oh."

"Then let go."

"Hold for a while~~"

The soft and glutinous tone, the ears are like a foxtail, which makes people itchy.

Fujiwara Hoshizora rubbed her head, "It seems that I can't spoil you too much, otherwise the majesty of brother-in-law cannot be established."

"Slightly~~"

Niijima really stuck out his tongue weirdly, left his embrace, and walked towards the grey-clothed monk who was returning.

"Two, please here."

The three of them walked into the temple and passed through the tortuous hallway. In front of a Japanese room, the monk in grey clothes knocked gently on the door.

"Uncle Kongwu, two guests have arrived."

Inside the room, the little monk in white clothes with clean eyes and a dog-like figure regretfully pressed the 18+ book in his hand under the Buddhist scriptures, and said, "Please come in."

Immediately, she walked into a young girl wearing a mask from the door, and then walked into a teenager who also wore a mask, and the young man closed the door of the Zen room with his hand.

I'm not too old, and look about the same as myself, with familiar eyebrows, as if I've seen it somewhere. The monk Kongwu sat on the futon and asked in confusion, "What are the two?"

The visitor did not answer, and the young man among them raised his palm and leaped towards him.

Good guy, dare to attack me at the Kinkakuji Temple!

The monk Wuwu pushed his backhand, and the Buddha's light was flourishing in his palm.

The next second, the boy slapped his face, and then a thick liquid poured directly into his mouth.

The monk Kongwu was shocked and hurried back, but before he could call for help, he fell to the ground.

Before he fell into a coma, his last thought was: I was careless, no flashes!

"Finish!"

Fujiwara Starry sky clapped his hands and looked around the indoor environment. The area of ​​the Zen room is about 9 square meters, which is close to 302 meters. The middle is divided into two parts by a screen.

On the inner side is the Zen room. On the three walls, there are cabinets full of Buddhist scriptures. There is a small table on the tatami mat in the middle, a futon on the main seat and another on the guest seat.

The side by the window is the tea room, there is a tea table, a small cabinet with tea sets, some elegant calligraphy and paintings hung on the wall, and the green pool water is reflected outside the window.

The overall color is mainly warm yellow and white. The room is surrounded by the sound of wind, birds, gurgling water, and the bitterness and fragrance of matcha. You can still smell the refreshing fragrance.

"This mage is very elegant." Niijima really tugged at Fujiwara Star's sleeves, and whispered, "Will he be a little dishevelled if you faint directly like this?"

"Fengya?" Fujiwara Starry sky shrugged, picked up the book that was pressed by the Buddhist scriptures from the table and handed it to her. "You mean Fengya, do you mean this kind of elegance?"

Niijima took it, and when he saw the cover, his face instantly turned red.

"A well-dressed scum!" She glanced at the little monk contemptuously, and ordered: "Fujiwara, tie him up like this cover."

Fujiwara Stars folded his hands together and bowed slowly to the monk Sora.

"Nothing, don't blame me, I am also ordered by others."

After he finished speaking, he hesitated a smile, and a web of spider silk spouted from the palm of his hand, which rolled up the body of the empty monk.

Under his control, the spider silk tied the little monk's hands back and fastened them together with his upper body. Then pull the spider silk that binds the arm upwards about an inch, wrap the shoulder and upper arm horizontally, wrap it around the little monk’s chest several times and then tie the knot on the back, and use the spider silk to pass through the little monk’s armpit and wrap around the upper body. Tighten ~ www.ltnovel.com~ After the upper body is tied up, the spider silk is drawn from the back to put the little monk on the beam, the height is just right for him to stand on his toes. Finally, the little monk's right leg was also hung up sideways, and he could only rely on his left foot to barely pad his feet to maintain a standing posture.

Well, of course, the mouth should be wrapped around him with spider silk, and the little monk in the province will bark later.

After the Fujiwara starry sky was over, Niijima really let out a "wow".

Good H posture.

Next, the torture began.

Estimating that the effect of the toxin is about to pass, Fujiwara Hoshikura twisted a whip with spider silk, and directly drew the whip onto the monk's ass.

"Well!"

Monk Kongwu woke up slowly, struggled, and found that his body could not move. He looked at his body suspiciously, and then, the chrysanthemum tightened, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.