My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

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In the dim night, a cool oil lamp was burning.

Xinchuan Yuai knelt down on the tatami, and her dress was laid loosely under her, like a blooming white lotus.

The wind blew in from the window, and the lights on the case flickered.

In the flickering light and shadow, her bright eyes shattered all the tenderness in the world.

Zhongchen was curled up at her feet with sickle feet, her mouth open with a grim expression. The muscles on her face were squirming as if she wanted to shout, but no human voice came from the open mouth.

There was only the sound of a "hissing" bellows leaking air.

Soon, his body began to tremble non-stop, and at this moment his whole person was suffering unimaginable pain.

Burning like flames, like ants and insects biting.

Xinchuan Yuai embraced his convulsive body and comforted him softly: "It will be over soon, you hold on."

"Woo..."

He squeezed his body tightly, and while his lips trembled, he made a cry like a cry.

Afterwards, his face was extremely distorted, and he was full of sorrow, as if he wanted to cry, but he gritted his teeth again and resisted making no sound.

Xinchuan Yu Ai can't help him much, so she can only try to make him close to her, and use her body temperature to convey a trace of warmth to him.

Before entering this world, she asked Laoshan God why he would give such a mirror to Fujiwara Starry Sky.

At that time, the Laoshan God replied: "A seed was planted on the Fujiwara Starry Sky. That is the imprint of the evil spirit in the Demon Sword and Ghost. This seed will germinate at the right time and enlarge him infinitely. The most fragile part of the heart, if he can't get out, the evil spirit in the demon sword will swallow his consciousness and replace it. The mirror can help him remember his own appearance before his consciousness is swallowed."

Human beings are fragile, body and mind are fragile. The fragility of the body can be repaired by external factors. For example, if the liver is broken, it can be replaced. For example, if the hand or foot is broken, a prosthesis can be connected.

But the fragility of the soul can only be repaired by itself.

If a person can overcome the most vulnerable part of his heart, then he is undoubtedly strong.

"Wow~~"

Zhongchen wailed with sickle feet, and bit her arm firmly. The white and tender skin was instantly pierced, leaving bright red blood.

Xinchuan Yu'ai frowned, her arms around him trembled, but they still didn't let go.

After a while, he let go, struggled a few times, and took another bite. At the same time, with all his strength in his hands, he grabbed her arm, and his nails quickly penetrated under the skin.

This came down several times, and there was a bit of helpless gasp in the originally quiet room.

Xinchuan Yuai turned pale with pain and sweated profusely, but she kept holding him tightly, letting him stick to her, like a beacon standing in the dark, guiding the lost traveler home.

He was leaning against his lighthouse, waves of intense pain hit from the depths of his mind, his spirit seemed to be torn apart by countless hands, and things buried deep in his memory returned little by little.

Countless information floats through the vision, and the sound becomes undulating lines, and the intermittent pictures are connected together, gradually evolving toward dynamics.

Hello, my name is Yukino Risa. I am a writer of supernatural novels. Can you provide me with material?

I can give you money.

Wow, you are so cute, I will call you Xingjiang from now on. As for me, call my sister.

What kind of ability to fight monsters, I know where Miss Teke is in urban legend, do you dare to go?

Hey, it's disgusting, a woman who is only half of her body, would you dare to kiss her?

As long as there is love, even urban legends are okay?

Are you a pervert?

Star sauce, although human XP is free, I know many psychologists, look...

Hey, tell me, why is Teke missing, what did you do with her last night?

Speak, don't hide in there and keep silent. If you pretend to be dead, I won't pay you!

Eh?

Why are you crying?

Okay, don't cry, my sister will be with you.

Dharma girl, are you going to see it?

Isn't it relied on love to supersede?

Sure enough, I guessed it right, you cried like you did last time in a mess.

Cheer yourself up, I feel so uncomfortable to see you like this.

Will every urban legend and monster who like you die?

Why insist?

I seem to like you a little bit, what should I do?

Ah no, you are so young, making me look like a slut.

Now, Fujiwara, let's kiss.

Did you throw up when you kissed me?

Go away!

I never want to see you again!

Who do you show in a dying and alive manner?

Fujiwara Stars, please cheer me up!

Forget it, I like you anyway, even if I never get a kiss in my life, I still like you.

You actually got together with Xia Xilin?

Come on, my sister's legs are better than hers, who's looks better?

In front of Xingjiang, her sister will always be a sixteen-year-old beautiful girl.

Except you, no one will marry my sister.

I rely heavily on your small body.

Star sauce, need to remember~~

Fujiwara Stars is a great hero, Yukino Risa's great hero!

Old and ugly, would you still like your sister?

When I knew you, you were only 14 years old, a head shorter than me.

When did you grow up?

My spare tire, I won’t have a chance to play until you finish making friends with other women, right?

Every time you stabbed myself, I stabbed myself twice.

Do you treat me as a sow~~

Now, it's going to clear up next.

Fujiwara Stars, I am really older than you!

"call!"

Nakami Kazuku let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and wrote the words "Yuno Risa" on the floor with his blood-stained hand.

There was an unusually nostalgic voice from the depths of the soul, and the woman who seemed to be acquainted was gazing affectionately at herself in another world.

He is currently in a very poor state of mind, and those pictures that are passing fast can't be remembered at all, only a general belief is left in his mind.

This woman named Yukino Risa, for Fujiwara Stars, is an existence that transcends everything such as sunlight, air, water, dust, universe, time, space, love... and so on.

"Fujiwara..."

Xinchuan Yuai's arms were covered with bruises, but her eyes were still soft as water, and her voice did not change a bit.

"You wake up quickly, we are all waiting for you."

The minister sickled his feet and snorted.

At this moment, the pain was magnified countless times.

Fangs grew from his mouth, a pair of horns grew on his forehead, wings grew on his back, and his arms were covered with a layer of scales. The pain was creeping, as if countless ants were gnawing in the body.

He seemed to see a blood-stained evil spirit stepping off the throne made of skulls and walking towards him.

Shinkawa Yu Ai looked at the Fujiwara starry sky that had turned into a monster in an instant, and secretly said a terrible cry.

The seed planted by the evil spirit in Demon Sword Ghost Cheli began to grow when he was weakest.

"Fujiwara...mirror." She yelled anxiously, "Remember, where is the mirror."

A mirror can reflect the shape of everything.

At the same time, it can also reflect the truth of the facts.

In this way, I have to accept that everything between me and Fukuji is nothing but an absurd dream.

Zhongchen Sifu hammered his head vigorously, and his fingers reached the gap in the cabinet. Xinkawa Yuai climbed over and took out the dusty bronze mirror from below.

"then!"

The bronze mirror traversed an arc and fell into the hand covered with scales.

Through the mirror, Zhongchen scowled his feet and saw the monster reflected on it.

He blinked, and his vision suddenly became empty.

In a pure white world, the mind cannot function, and the body does not listen to it, as if in a lucid dream.

"Are you awake?"

He looked sideways, and a person who looked exactly like himself was standing on the side.

"who are you?"

"Me?" The man's face was filled with a smile that was as warm as white sunlight seeped into it. "My name is Fujiwara Stars, how about you?"

"I... My name is Fujiwara Stars."

"So, you are my opposite."

"opposite?"

"Yeah, I have never been timid or afraid. It's not because I didn't have it, but because I was hidden by the cowardly."

"Am I cowardly?"

"Of course. If you don't believe me, I will ask you a few questions."

"You ask."

"Why are you alive?"

"do not know."

"For whom? Or for some reason?"

"do not know."

"Then I assume that you live for whom, then who do you live for?"

"Of course it's for myself."

"Are you happy to be alive?"

"do not know."

"Do you hate loneliness?"

"Of course I hate it."

"Do you hate pain?"

"Of course I hate it."

"If you only do happy things, there will be no pain, right?"

"Yes."

"So you escaped?"

"There is nothing wrong with avoiding things that you don't like and painful things."

"Indeed, as long as you stay away from pain, there will be no pain."

"Fujiwara Stars, which one is the real you?"

"You depended on?"

"You are pampered?"

"Or do you suffer the loss over and over again?"

"I......"

"You can't speak, admit that you are weak, it's not a shame. After all, no one is a saint."

"You are afraid of losing Xiaozhen, so even if it is your sister, you selfishly ask her to always like you. You are afraid of losing Miss Suwo, so you don't want to wake up even if you fall into a dream forever. You are afraid of losing the value of your own existence. , So even if you are covered in cuts and bruises, you have to grit your teeth and do things you don’t like."

"Enough, stop talking."

"But I am you, I don't want to say, you can understand what I am thinking in my heart."

"I hate myself."

"Look at this world. This is a world with nothing, a world without humans, a world of freedom, a world that is not bound by anything, as long as you don't think about it, there is nothing."

"Will you stay here forever?"

"You don't want it. If you live in a world with nothing, don't you mean you have lost everything? Don't you mean you have lost the value of survival?"

"You say you hate yourself, but people who hate yourself can't like and trust others."

"Fujiwara Stars, do you remember the person you like?"

"I..."

"If you want to know the value of survival, you must first acknowledge your own value."

"Your own value?"

"Yes, Fujiwara Stars is not a perfect person. I have shortcomings large and small, but I still love me deeply."

"Indeed, because of me, I am the real me."

"I am deeply loved by many people, the unique Fujiwara starry sky."

"That's it."

"Wake up, then, let's wake up together."

"Before I wake up, what do I want to say to myself."

"What is it?"

"Be a myth, boy!"

The two hands were held together, and Fujiwara Xingkong opened his eyes again. He looked at his handsome face in the bronze mirror, and he probably understood what was going on.

It's no wonder that every time I want to find myself in these years, I have been tortured to death by a headache. It turns out that it is because the ghostly evil spirits are secretly obstructing.

Affected by this, the fragile side of his heart was invisibly magnified countless times, completely covering the original consciousness, and later, he completely gave up the will to find himself.

Fortunately, I have returned.

Fujiwara Starry sky smiled faintly, and suddenly a reminder floated before his eyes.

[Dare to face those who are fragile in their hearts, who are truly strong. 】

[Acquired skills: immune to mental attacks. 】

The system can actually detect the skills he has worked so hard...Fujiwara Stars was a little surprised, but he didn't check the system, but looked at things that were more important to him.

"Teacher, I'm back."

A faint, familiar voice sounded in the flickering lights, and Fujiwara Starry Sky sat on the floor, his eyes falling on her.

Shinkawa Yu Ai took a deep breath, stretched out her hand to his forehead, and tapped it lightly.

The moment his finger touched his skin, he moved quickly as if he had been burned by fire, but he was immediately held back by Fujiwara Starry Sky and pressed it on his forehead.

"teacher..."

He said, "It hurts."

Xinchuan Yuai smiled and said, "Come less, I don't use any strength at all."

"Fool, I'm talking about you." Fujiwara Hoshizora stretched out his hand, took her into his arms, and the two lay down on the floor.

He was so painful that he couldn't control his actions, pinching and biting Xinchuan Kakuai's arm, but tossing her too hard.

"It's okay...skin trauma." Xinkawa Yu Ai was not used to such an intimate posture, turned her flushed face, and didn't dare to look at him, "Fujiwara-san... let it go."

"Why? Doesn't the teacher like me to hold?"

"No...it's not...I..." Xinkawa Yu Ai tried to straighten her panic, and said with a knotted tongue: "Student...can't do this to...teacher..."

Fujiwara Starry sky pressed to her face and asked with a smile: "Then what do you think the students should do to the teacher?"

"To...respect..."

"I respect the teacher very much."

"To... be obedient."

"I am also very obedient."

"Also... students can't... can't belittle the teacher."

"What is frivolity? Is that so?"

"Yes... Eh? Huh~~"

The lips were blocked, Xinkawa Yuai hammered his chest with a small fist in shame, and then she closed her eyes shyly, and her hands were also on his neck unknowingly. The two figures fused together in this dimly lit room, and the night breeze was slightly warm.

After a long time, there were two rapid gasps in the dimness, and the lesson of her lack of momentum: "That...Fujiwara-san, students can't kiss the teacher..."

"Got it."

"Also...just give it a kiss...can't have a second time. I didn't like you, don't get me wrong..."

"Really not?"

"No…"

"I think this question needs to be verified again."

"Eh? How do you want to verify?"

Fujiwara Hoshizora kissed her lips again.

"Um~ no~ can't kiss~!"

Xinchuan Yu Ai struggled slightly, and all her rejection was blocked, and she quickly responded to his kiss in a daze and jerky.

After the two of them tasted the sweetness of each other's lips again, Xinchuan Yuai gave him a hard hammer on the shoulder.

She bit her soft lips, which was slightly swollen and very hot. She thought of her flustered when she was bullied just now, and said slightly aggrieved: "Fujiwara, I'm angry!"

"Why?" Fujiwara Stars sniffed the fragrance from her body and hummed comfortably: "It smells so good, and the body is so soft."

"I admit, I think you are good, and I like it too...but..."

Xinchuan Yuai's mood is very complicated now, with joy, relaxation, and a little grievance.

"But why do you have to pursue me seriously, you can kiss me only after I agree... I feel so sloppy... not romantic at all..."

Fujiwara Star joked, "Will old monsters be so girlish?"

"Okay, you still call me old!" Xinchuan Jie glared at him eagerly, pouting and said: "Now I start to hate you!"

"But I like the teacher very much, what should I do?"

"Don't listen or listen, don't want to listen to you!"

"Mihoko..."

"Huh?" Xinchuan Kyuai replied in a daze, and Fujiwara Xingkong suddenly put away the smile on her face and leaned against her neck.

"I am really grateful to you. When I was about to forget myself, I still stayed true to me."

"Your care for me, no matter how long you have gone through, I will remember it deeply."

Fujiwara Starry sky raised his face, and the meaning of "I like you" was clearly revealed in the clear black and white eyes.

A large red glow rose from the beautiful face of Xinchuan Yuai, and the mist in her eyes was misty. She was in a mess, she wanted to say something ashamed, but when she reached her lips, she swallowed it all.

When she realized that she was about to fall, she slammed her hot cheeks, her flustered eyes were as cute as a scared little rabbit on the grassland.

There are thousands of sweet words in this world, but no amount of dialogue is as good as the moment when she blushes because of you.

On summer nights, there are no stars and no moon, but the sky is still faintly shining.

The two whispered with their arms around each other for a while, each other's breath rushed into their nostrils, and the sound of insects could be heard.

Fujiwara Starry Sky got up and searched in the room for a while, only to find the two knives of Guitoru and Guichi in the gap of the cabinet.

Xinchuan Yu Ai tidied her clothes and urged: "Let's go back."

"Wait a minute." Fujiwara Starry sky wiped the dust from the two knives and said, "Let's save people first."

"I don't want to see that Guju bird." Xinchuan Yu Ai curled her lips. At that time, the Guju bird was doing something like that with Fujiwara in front of her. She couldn't wait to poke directly with her pointed spider leg Kill the bird man.

The Fujiwara Starry sky, who knows his own right, did not dare to speak loudly, and could only be weak and weak: "The teacher is waiting for me."

"But it's useless if you go, she is dead." Xinchuan Kyuai hesitated, and decided to let him recognize the truth.

"Everything that happened in this world is just a projection of history. She will be burned to death anyway. You can't change anything except watching her burned to death. What the **** is this."

Fujiwara Xingkong walked to the door and looked at the fire from a distance. Suwa Fukuji was there, and he believed that she must be waiting for him, too.

"I have to give it a try." Fujiwara Hoshizora turned his head and grinned: "No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will never give up. UU reading www.uukānshu.com like Fujiwara Hoshizora, it's not you. Is the one you found back after so much hard work?"

Xinchuan Yuai was silent for a moment, and a bright smile from the bottom of his heart appeared on his face, as dazzling as an epiphany in the dark.

Yes, this is the most exciting side of you and the side I want to see.

I am touched by what you have done, just like a romantic story of a young hero who overcomes difficulties and obstacles and constantly struggles for his dreams.

Although the ending of the story may not be perfect, the butterfly will not fly over the sea after all, and you will experience one tragic ending one after another.

But no matter what the outcome is, the moment you decide to embark on the journey again, this story is destined to not be an ordinary story.

I look forward to, with you, hand in hand in this adventure.

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