My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

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The atmosphere of twilight is permeated all around, and a faint sunset floats on the horizon in the distance, as if it is plated with a layer of gold.

The tall woman in a white foreign dress walked for a long time before the sound of dialogue sounded in the woods.

"gone?"

"gone."

"Then what shall we do next?"

"Find a place to sleep."

The two walked out of the miscellaneous woods, walked along the road for a while, and found a road hotel more than 600 meters away from Watanabe House.

Fujiwara Starry Sky checked in in front of the counter. Niijima really fell on a sink next to the counter. There were a few goldfish in it, swimming lightly in the bubbles raised by the oxygen supply machine.

Their postures are elegant and pleasant, and the light of summer evening also sways in the water.

Niijima pursed his lips and looked at it for a while. As he followed the Fujiwara Starry sky up the stairs, he asked, "Are you really happy when those fish are trapped in such a small fish tank?"

Fujiwara Hoshizora looked back at her, "Don't think of something inexplicable to spoil your mood."

"I understand the truth..."

"If you understand, do it."

I hate you so much... Niijima really yelled in her heart. She wrinkled her face severely, panting in embarrassment a few times, and then the twisted muscles on her face returned to their original shape.

She looked up at the Fujiwara starry sky leaning on the stairs, and after a short silence, she said: "I finally know how complicated my sister's feelings for you are."

Fujiwara Hoshizora smiled bitterly, "You still have time to leave now."

Niijima really lowered his head and walked up the stairs without saying a word.

How should I say, gentle, handsome, and considerate.

If you don't get in, he really is the best person in the world.

Niijima really discovered this fact, but it seemed a bit late.

Back to the guest room, take off clothes and take a shower, carefully wash the sweat stains on the body with soap, rinse with hot water, and put on a clean shirt after the shower, and I feel much better.

When I walked out of the bathroom, the floral-patterned curtains in the room were opened to the left and right. From the windows, I could see the fields. The view was very good, there was nothing obstructed, and I could see the forest of trees in front of Watanabe's house from a distance.

While taking a shower under the starry sky of Fujiwara, Niijima really boiled some hot water in a kettle, soaked some green tea, and drank it on the sofa. Turning on the TV conveniently, the screen shows a music program, and a band of young boys is singing "Hotel California".

But she didn't hear the sound of the music at all, her attention now was all focused on the sound of water coming out of the bathroom.

Can you eat three bowls of rice by listening to the sound of a beautiful girl in the bath?

How about listening to the sound of the beautiful boy taking a bath?

Niijima really thought about it, but she had a very irrational appetite. It's not because I'm hungry and want to eat, it feels like I want to eat supper in the middle of the night, the kind of irrational appetite that CNM can't stop me whether I want to eat **** or not.

So she rummaged through Fujiwara's bag and found a bag of beef jerky. She sat on the sofa with her smooth legs and ate while listening to the sound of water.

After a while, the sound of water stopped.

Fujiwara Hoshizora walked out naked while wiping his hair. He glanced at Nishimama, who was wearing only a men's shirt on the sofa.

The white shirt is also quite seductive.

only......

"You wear my clothes, then what am I wearing?"

Shinjima glanced at him, "Should I take it off to you now? But before that, I remind you that your Xiaozhen is now in a vacuum."

Count you cruel... Fujiwara Hoshizora sucked the air-conditioning air in the room deeply into his lungs, then spit it out, then turned and walked into the bathroom, picked up the shirt that was replaced, and prepared to put it on, but when he smelled the sweat Wei, put it down again in disgust, and could only go back to Niijima Ma with his upper body naked and sit down.

The fabric of the sofa is obviously a bargain, and the fabric feels a little itchy when it touches the skin. The shape is also problematic, and I can't find a comfortable posture no matter how to adjust it.

He took a sip of the leftover green tea from Niijima, picked up the TV remote on the table, and after changing channels several times, he stopped playing the BBC documentary "Blue Planet".

I chose this program purely because it is quieter than other programs.

Shinjima put his thigh on his lower abdomen like angrily, Fujiwara Hoshizora massaged her easily... his eyes were staring at the huge humpback whale on the TV, but he was thinking of Master Hachisha in his mind. thing.

According to the urban legend, Bachiko, the legend will only appear in small rural towns, and like to confuse underage boys. The image is a huge tall woman, as tall as its name, and will make a "bobobo"-like male laugh.

The image of Bashiku-sama is different in different versions. It may be a young woman in mourning clothes, an old woman in a kimono, or a middle-aged woman in work clothes. But there are three things in common, tall women with white hats on their heads, and the unpleasant laughter.

As an urban legend, Bachisaku-sama ignores all spells. No matter the spells of witches and monks can't affect him at all, if you are miserably confused by Bachisuke-sama, then you will be killed in a few days.

After all, urban legends are unsolvable.

But it doesn't mean that you can just wait for death after being targeted. It is said that you hide in a closed room enclosed by waste newspapers and fill the four corners with edible salt, which can barely stop him for a period of time.

How long you can live depends on your luck.

I heard Ono Masato said that the Watanabe family has encountered a little trouble in recent years. Does this trouble refer to Lord Hachisha?

If you really have been harassed for a few years and have survived, then it can be seen that this family's background is still very sufficient.

Niijima's legs suddenly twitched, but Fujiwara Hoshizori didn't care, and continued to massage while thinking about these things.

According to Mr. Shinkawa, the Du Se gang seems to have mastered the method of creating urban legends. Then, could this Hachisha-sama be made by them and put in Watanabe's house for the purpose of Ibaraki's broken arm?

Fujiwara Starkaku basically recognized this guess, which means that if he solves Hachisha-sama this time, then the real whereabouts of him and Niijima will definitely be exposed to the opponent's eyes.

In other words, at that time, the two sides will no longer be on and off, but will be confronted in an upright manner in Kyoto.

I've all come this far, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Niijima, who had closed his eyes and took a nap, opened his eyes abruptly, and his body instantly collapsed, while Fujiwara Starry Sky was still thinking about something, and he didn't even react.

Hmm~~What should I do?

Remind him?

Don't... so embarrassing...

Niijima really felt dizzy, and didn't know what to do. But her body was already unconsciously arched, and her toes curled up tightly. She clung to the sofa with both hands, gritted her teeth and did not dare to make a noise.

Although my eyes were still open, I couldn't tell where I was. I couldn't tell what I should feel about it. I only felt a tingling sensation spreading from the tail vertebra to the whole body, and the whole person shuddered slightly. .

"Ok……"

When did your mouth open? Half of his tongue was spit out, and he gasped depressively.

In a daze, his body seemed to be thrown high into the sky, over the clouds, over the atmosphere, and gradually saw the blue planet. At the same time, weightlessness surged up, breathing stopped, heartbeat stopped, blood circulation stopped, and even the five senses disappeared.

The moment it fell back to the surface from outer space, fireworks burst into the blank mind.

"Eh? What's the matter with you?" Perceiving the abnormality, Fujiwara Hoshizora looked up suspiciously, only to see her chest rise and fall sharply, and through the buttons of the shirt, she could see her flat belly.

Niijima was really unable to answer him, still panting violently, the curled up crystal toes flashed under the light.

Fujiwara Stars blinked, and it took several seconds for him to react. He retracted his hand like an electric shock, and wiped it back and forth on his trousers very covertly.

I don’t know when the TV sound is no longer audible. In the quiet and awkward atmosphere, occasionally the sound of vehicles passing by comes from the window. In addition, the vague slapping and the woman's muffled voice in the next room can be heard.

The sound is unclear, very rhythmic. Stopped from time to time, but soon started to ring again.

Niijima really gasped for a long time before regaining consciousness. For a while, he didn't know how to face him, but helplessly folded his legs, picked up a pillow in his hand, and pressed it on his face.

"I'm going to have a glass of water..." Hoshizori Fujiwara jumped into the bathroom in a panic, holding up the water from the faucet and drank. But my throat is very thirsty, no matter how much I drink, I can't drink enough. He raised his head and looked at his upper body in the mirror, except that he was a little flustered, there was nothing wrong with his state, but he felt that his beard had grown a little longer and needed to be shaved.

After washing my face, my mood slowly calmed down. He finally realized a problem. When he ran away, would it hurt her a little bit?

Looking back, he found out that Niijima really showed half of his face from under the pillow, his eyes blushing. Staring at the bathroom door apprehensively.

Bastard... Fujiwara Hoshizora cursed himself in his heart, walked to the sofa, and hugged her in his arms.

"Sorry, I didn't think about it properly."

Niijima Ma's face still has a crimson aftertaste, leaning limply against him, and his whole body becomes as soft as a cat.

At the beginning, there was still a little awkward emotion, but now it has disappeared without a trace.

"Fujiwara..." She raised her head softly, bending her eyebrows into a beautiful angle and said, "Shall we tie Watanabe directly?"

"If this is the case, then there are still many children who died under the hands of the eight-foot girl."

"But... I feel very uncomfortable when I think of you going to be with that woman tomorrow."

"No way." Fujiwara Stars sighed, "Only I can do this kind of thing."

"Then you go by yourself tomorrow, don't take me."

"I didn't plan to let you see it."

"I hate you so much!"

"late."

"Let's go to bed." Niijima really took a bite of him, and then added: "You and I sleep in the same bed, but you can only sleep. Nothing else!"

Fujiwara Starry Sky obediently followed, holding her in the room, turning off the light in the guest room, lying on the bed, Makoto Niijima put his head on his right arm, motionless, like a little bear about to hibernate, curled up quietly.

The temperature of the air conditioner was a bit low, and under the bedding, the girl's body was warm and soft as if it were defenseless.

Niijima really didn't say a word, didn't move his body, and didn't speak. Fujiwara Starry sky did not move either, and the two of them hugged each other and listened to each other's breathing quietly.

The two of them had a naked upper body and a naked lower body, which always felt a little strange.

Fujiwara Hoshizora looked at the soft arc of her ears, and suddenly realized a problem. If the girl next to her was his lover, he would probably kiss her earlobe again and again, bite with his teeth, lick with his tongue, and face the pierced ear. Blow, it's not that I don't want to do anything now.

In the final analysis, this is based on the premise of "if she is her lover", but in fact, it is not, the relationship between the two is embarrassing.

"Xiaozhen." He tried to stick out his tongue and kissed her round and small earlobes, and whispered: "We can't go on like this."

Niijima really trembled, and his eyes shone faintly in the darkness, but he did not dare to look up at him.

"I can't hide from Sister Risa, so when I'm done, I have to confess to her."

Niijima really didn't say a word, even his body stiffened.

"Sneaking is not the answer. I'm sorry that she has too many places and can't continue this way."

Sound waves vibrate the air, conveying a sense of reality.

"Whether she agrees or not, we always have to face it, don't we?"

Niijima's mouth was half open, and he could see his lips moving slightly, like ripples on the surface of the water. It seems to be trying to organize a certain language, but in the end it still fails to speak.

"Leave it to me." Fujiwara Hoshizora hugged her anxiously and pressed her forehead, "I am a man, so I can't let you face it."

"Fujiwara...I..."

"Don't think so much, go to sleep."

The hot air of the girl continued to be heard from the bedding, and Xia Chong was whining outside the window~www.ltnovel.com~, and the night gradually deepened.

"Let's sleep together," said Shinjima, "deeply."

Go to sleep deeply, go to sleep, wake up again.

No matter what the future is tomorrow, after all, we have to face it together.

Early the next morning, when Fujiwara Starry opened his eyes, the summer morning sun shot into the gaps in the curtains, and the morning crows cried out the window non-stop.

The girl next to her was resting her face on the pillow with a beautiful sleep, her short brown hair hanging down on her snow-white cheeks, forming a complicated pattern. The little ears were playfully hidden under the hair, out of sight. The chest slowly rises and falls with breathing, and two small dots protrude from the thin shirt.

Fujiwara starry sky looked at the time, June 29th, at 9:20 in the morning.

Try not to wake her as much as possible and get out of bed quietly. Looking out the window from the gap in the curtain, you can see the vegetable field outside. A crow flew over the forest in the distance.

Fujiwara Hoshizora stretched, and after washing, he boiled water and made coffee. Sitting on the sofa while drinking, trying to organize thoughts. After thinking about it for a long time, but still didn't think of anything, so I ran downstairs and ordered a breakfast.

When he returned to the room with breakfast, Niijima really just woke up.

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