My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

Arrived on time in the early morning of the next day.

But when I woke up with my eyes open, I was the only one left.

The bright morning light poured in from the bedroom window, and the hour hand passed seven o'clock. Xinchuan Yuai was not seen on the bed, only a few strands of black hair remained on the slightly sunken pillow beside her.

Fujiwara Hoshizora got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash. The breeze blew in, and the fallen leaves flew in from the exhaust window in the bathroom, and floated on the water in the bucket, white flowers in the sunlight.

Back at school, I went to the bald headmaster to take a long vacation for the teacher. Fujiwara Hoshizora returned to his classroom and sat by the window.

The sky was as blue as white paper stained with blue ink. He elbows the tabletop, staring thoughtfully and thoughtlessly. Only a single cloud floating in the field of vision can be seen, a clear, pure white cloud.

A new day began after Mihoko left.

As for what this new day means, there is no way to infer.

The next day, Fujiwara Hoshizora took a day off and rushed to Saitama by the Mahayana bus alone.

The address given by the teacher was a remote town. After arriving in Saitama, I had to transfer to a minibus.

The closer to the destination, the more desolate the scenery on both sides of the road. The countryside and wasteland occupies most of the field of vision. The black plastic greenhouse, which was not removed last winter, shone brightly in the late summer sun.

After reading the book for a while, Fujiwara Xingkong found that he couldn't get in, so he leaned back in his chair and stared out the car window in a daze.

Soon, the minibus plunged into the mountains and forests. On both sides of the winding road was a gloomy cedar forest. The wind blowing in from the window suddenly became cold, and the moisture degraded the skin.

Stop and go. Every time when stopping in the villages along the way, people get off the car, but no one gets on the car. About forty minutes after driving from Saitama, I stopped in a slightly open mountain basin.

There were only four passengers left, including Fujiwara Starry Sky, and they all got off here. The driver stood in the back of the car to urinate, some stretched, some smoked, or looked at the stretch of mountains and forests.

A tanned middle-aged man was riding a motorcycle and asked if Fujiwara Starry Sky had come to travel. Fujiwara Starry Sky was too lazy to be long-winded, and turned around and left.

Turning from the main road into a small road that is only two meters wide, a small wooden bridge appears in front of you. There is a clear small river underneath, and there may be delicious trout in the river.

Along the winding river, the gentle green hills stretch into a wavy line, giving people a sense of tranquility. An old stone bridge straddles the river, crosses the stone bridge, and has a mountain climbing entrance.

As night fell, Fujiwara Starry Sky climbed to the top of the mountain and found this abandoned shrine hidden in the mountains.

Then under the cover of the night, he passed through the collapsed torii, through the divine gate, and sneaked past in the direction of the worship hall. There are cherry trees planted on both sides of the road. At this time, the leaves of the cherry blossoms are already bare, and only the tiny branches are spreading a black net towards the night sky.

Several rooms in the depths of the shrine were lit with lanterns, but there was no sound, and no signs of movement were seen.

The Fujiwara Starry sky explored the past room after room, slowly coming from the front hall to the backyard with a large pool.

Passing the corner of a promenade, the moonlight was sparkling and jumping in the pool. At this moment, in the dimly lit room in front of him, there seemed to be a slight sound, but it soon calmed down.

The surroundings were quiet and the moonlight was bright. There was no sound except for the occasional fish leaping out of the water in the pool.

Fujiwara Starry Sky held his breath and tiptoed to the front of the room. Just as he was about to open the door, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

A young girl walked out from the inside and hit him all at once. Then, she rushed back into the house like a bullet. When she was about to close the door, Fujiwara Stars held the door with one hand, then kicked her out and kicked her directly into the corner of the room.

Fujiwara Xingkong glanced at the room, and there was a fairly simple altar in the middle, with willow branches erected at the four corners, and a thin red knot tied at knee height to form a quadrangular enchantment. There are two ceramic dishes on the table in the middle. One of them had talisman paper on it, and the other had a mirror on it.

An altar of unknown significance, but that mirror should be the Yata Mirror, one of the three artifacts.

In the corner of the room, the girl was lying in a place where she could not be seen, panting, she got up and fell to her knees, looking up.

Fujiwara Star stood in the moonlight, looking at this beautiful girl.

She bit her lip, her expression was very sad, and there was a trace of fear, her body trembling constantly under his gaze.

"Why are you here?" Fujiwara Hoshizora walked over, bent down, put his mouth close to her ears and asked in a low voice, "Sachiko-san, please tell me, why are you here?"

"Master Fujiwara..." The maid shook her head, speechless. At the same time, tears have accumulated on her long eyelashes.

"tell me!"

"I... I can't say..."

Fujiwara Hoshizora drew Guichi and pointed at her throat: "I must solve this matter as soon as possible, please don't force me."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Sachiko Shiraishi, who had reached the limit and was on the verge of collapse, cried out with a wow.

"He said he could heal Miss's body... but the price is to kill you... I can't do it..."

"Then he said that other methods could be used... let me come here to help him..."

Fujiwara Hoshizora rubbed his forehead: "Who is he?"

The lady maid kept howling and crying, completely speechless.

"Tell me. Who is he?" Fujiwara Stars squatted down and gently stroked her hair: "You should understand that we are family members, and I am more worthy of your trust..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then fell heavily on the ground, his vision gradually becoming dim, and in the last aftermath, he saw the great demon with holy wings.

Yatengu glanced at the Fujiwara starry sky condescendingly, and said coldly: "Originally I planned to let you go, but since you brought it to the door, I can only blame you for the bad luck."

After speaking, he picked up the ghost cut and stabbed at the back of the Fujiwara Starry sky.

"No!" Sachiko Shiraishi screamed and rushed on the Fujiwara Starry sky. The tip of the knife stopped a few centimeters from her body. His maid raised her face: "You can't kill him!"

"Why?" Ya Tiangu sneered, "I told you that as long as there is his body, I can help your young lady heal her body. Not only did you not kill him, you are now preventing me from killing him. Could it be that he is in you? In my heart, is it more important than your lady?"

"The young lady is always the first in my heart." Shiraishi Sachiko looked at the Yatengu and said firmly: "But I believe that if he dies, the young lady will definitely lose the motivation to live."

Long silence.

Yatengu was motionless, and straightened his neck like a slender bird, looking directly at the maid lady. The maid lady lay on the young master's body, staring firmly at this monster who was countless times stronger than herself, and refused to give in.

The world seemed to be all still, there was no wind, and the sound stopped shaking in the air.

After a long time, Yatengou slowly turned and left, "Throw him out, let him not be nosy." As soon as the voice fell, no one was seen.

Sachiko Shiraishi carried the Fujiwara starry sky on his back and walked outside the shrine without looking back. Ya Tiangu watched the two leaving behind in the gap between the curtains, thinking to himself, Xiao Rin seemed to have found a very reliable home.

...

When he woke up, Fujiwara Xingkong found that his strength had not yet recovered, and there was still a numbness in his hands and feet, but fortunately his perception had been restored.

He slowly opened his eyes, night. There is no star, no moon, but the sky is still faintly shining. There seems to be a soft thing under the head, and there is also a soft thing rubbing on his face. He turned his eyes slightly and found himself enjoying the maid’s knee pillow and her massage.

"It's so nice that you are okay..." Shiraishi Sachiko helped him to sit up slowly.

There was a big crow on the treetop in front, shaking his head like nodding several times. The plump beak opened and closed in the air, and the bright black feathers gleamed in the moonlight.

Fujiwara Star stared at it for a while, and found that it was just an ordinary ugly crow.

"Sachiko..." he asked hoarsely, "Can you tell me what's going on?"

"For the body of the lady..." The expression on the face of the lady maid was very sad, "Avenidae found me before and asked me to kill you. But I couldn't get it, so he said to use another way.. ...."

"what way?"

"He didn't tell me specifically..." Shiraishi Sachiko raised her index finger to her lips, and gently shook her head at the Fujiwara starry sky, as if saying that I really don't know, please, don't ask the second time .

"Notify me as soon as possible." Fujiwara Hoshizora didn't force her, and asked another question: "You said you couldn't kill me. When did you say that?"

"Uh...Yes..." The maid looked very ashamed, flushed her face and whispered, "It was the SAP time."

"It turned out to be that time." Hoshizora Fujiwara nodded, "Sachiko treats me too comfortably. I really don't have any defense at all."

"Master...Sachiko knows he was wrong...please punish him."

"Wait until the matter is over." Fujiwara Stars squeezed her chin: "When the time comes, put on me a maid costume and see how I punish you, a bad maid, Master!"

"Ah..." Sachiko Shiraishi screamed after suffering from pain. But when Fujiwara Hoshizora released her hand, she chuckled slightly: "As long as the young lady and the young master are safe, you can punish Sachiko any way you want."

The night wind blew through the treetops, rustling, the flapping of crows' wings, the friction of rodents gnawing, and all kinds of noises surrounded this place.

...

September 9th, Saturday.

Xia Xilin came to Asakusa Shrine as usual, changed into a witch costume, and started the day's work.

She took a broom to clean in the front hall, and under the leadership of Abe Temple, Fujiwara Starry sky sneaked into the ruins of the backyard.

Standing on the stone path, looking at the densely growing trees, the weeds between the ruined walls, and the truth that has been buried by time, Fujiwara Star slowly closed his eyes.

Twenty years ago, this was one of the most prestigious shrines in the country. In the future, the first maiden also used to be here day and night with the first maiden at the time.

Perhaps there are more young and talented young girls like Shino Mimemon Shino who have amazing talents to exchange and discuss, occasionally aura flashes by, and the sounds of chanting mantras and their laughter are everywhere.

But now, there is only loneliness and loneliness left here.

The former glory and beauty no longer existed, and Fujiwara Star suddenly felt a little sad, although the sadness quickly dissipated.

"In the five years since Xia Xilin came to Tokyo, I ran to Asakusa Shrine whenever I was free...so I know the location of that room." Abe Temple led him through the ruins to the deepest building, which is still Save the small building for the next room.

The small building is made of stone and wood, the stone walls are covered with ivy, and the paint on the beams, pillars, doors and windows is peeling off, looking extremely desolate.

"This lock...I can't do anything about it." Abe Temple pointed to a brass lock hanging on the door. "Sister Tuomimen may have a way, or you can ask her?"

Fujiwara Star looked over, and the brass lock was dim and irrelevant, covered with patina. If you get closer, you can feel the extremely powerful sealing circle coming from the brass lock.

If it is forced to open, perhaps the entire room including the contents in it will be destroyed along with the magic circle.

"Forget it...I don't dare to look for her." Fujiwara Star shrugged.

After leaving Abe Temple, he went to accompany Xia Xilin to entertain the guests who came to visit, and did not leave alone until the evening.

The wind blowing in the evening was chilly, and the fast-moving clouds turned into a faint pink under the rendering of the street lamp.

Fujiwara Hoshizora received the news from Tomimon Shino, with only a few simple words.

Watch the movement.

At the beginning of September, when the temperature is high, it can go to more than 30 degrees Celsius, but after a few heavy rains, the weather slowly cools and the sky becomes higher.

Fujiwara Starry sky goes to school step by step, watching the gorgeous sunset every day, and watching the golden light shattering on the water and the fallen leaves on the ground.

In this way, day after day, the surrounding vegetation slowly stained yellow, and then gradually became cooler, and the bleak autumn came.

September 24, Friday.

After school, Fujiwara Star got into Natsuki's car and then returned to Chiyoda District.

"Senior sister, a month has passed for several days, hasn't that alliance been disbanded yet?"

"Given your poor performance, we decided to add another month."

"Where did I behave badly?"

"If you say you're bad, you're bad, don't talk back."

The two walked all the way back to the room, Xia Xilin turned on the bedside lamp, and the dim light spread. In the dim light, she changed into her pajamas, stepped on the sofa, and sat with her knees propped up.

Fujiwara Xingkong sat down beside her, Xia Xirin put her face close to his ear as if to whisper, and kissed him on the cheek: "Make up for you."

"That's it?"

"What else do you want?" Xia Xilin looked at his face: "Don't get too far."

"You are the eldest lady, you have the final say." Fujiwara Xingkong reluctantly lay down on the sofa~www.readwn.com~Xia Xilin squinted her eyes and slightly pressed her lips, staring at his face for a long time, as if she was reading A newspaper printed with small text is normal.

Fujiwara Starry sky touched his face almost subconsciously, but there was nothing on his face.

"Why look at me like this?"

"Have you been hiding something from me lately?"

"No."

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it." Xia Xilin looked into his eyes with a shallow smile: "We are as if a certain part of the physical body is closely connected. Even if we are far apart, there is a special gravity. We pull back to our original position."

"That's right." Fujiwara Hoshizora reached out and stroked her cheek: "We are an inseparable relationship."

The autumn wind is rising, and no one knows where he will drift with the fallen leaves next moment, but at least for now, the heart of Fujiwara Starry sky is abnormally peaceful.