My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 1 Even a Gap Girl Can't Help You
Who is there, Wang Qing don't ask each other.

September dew touches my body, waiting for you at dusk.

From "Manyoshu".

At dusk, it is also called the time of encountering demons.

The outlines of the world become blurred, and legendary moments when non-human beings can be seen.

There is a tall cherry tree in the park, and the surrounding asphalt ground is dyed pink and white by falling petals.

Under the tree, Fujiwara Xingkong on the bench is quietly reading a book, the warm orange sunlight shines on her body, and a woman wearing a mask appears in front of her with the falling cherry blossoms.

A white beret, long black hair, a red shawl on a snow-white dress, and a pair of long buckskin high-heeled boots.

Standing under the flying cherry blossoms, even wearing a mask, you can clearly feel an intellectual and graceful beauty.

"na"

"am I pretty?"

This is her regular approach to strike up a conversation.

Fujiwara Xingkong looked at the book and said without raising his head, "Beautiful."

"So what?"

She pulled off her mask, revealing a terrifying face.

The mouth was torn from the corners of the mouth to the roots of the ears, and the internal structure of the mouth was clearly visible between the pulling of the flesh and blood. It seemed that she was a woman who could make everyone scream terribly.

Fujiwara Hoshizora closed the book and looked towards her.

"It's not scary at all."

"I'm a gap girl, can you respect my work!"

"But Milo-san is very beautiful, not scary at all."

Miss Milo was about to collapse, helpless, she covered her face and jumped on the petals a few times, in the eyes of Fujiwara Xingkong, this seemed a bit like being coquettish.

This was the fifth time she had appeared in front of the boy in these days, and the fifth time she had frightened him.

But every time the process and result are exactly the same as before.

What a frustration, my dignity as an urban legend.
"Melo-san" Fujiwara Xingkong looked at her with a sly smile.

"Speaking of which, why are you so determined to scare me?"

This is an idiotic question, and Miss Milo doesn't want to answer it.

Isn't urban legend living on the negative emotions of human beings?

"Oh! I see." Fujiwara Xingkong showed a suddenly realized expression.

For some unknown reason, Miss Meilu suddenly shivered.

"Keep failing, but keep going."

"Is it because you like to experience humiliation?"

Fujiwara Xingkong made his own judgment: "You are shaking M."

"I'm not!" Miss Milo retorted loudly.

"Then you are under control?"

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!"

"What's that for?"

"Because..." She paused, feeling a little depressed: "Because I am an urban legend, I need human negative emotions to eat, otherwise I will be hungry."

Hearing this, Fujiwara Xingkong nodded.

"I understand."

He stood up from the bench, took out a piece of chocolate, tore open the wrapper, and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Eat this and you won't be hungry."

Miss Milo was a little confused.

Was actually fed?

So shameful.
But what the hell is it that feels good?
She blushed, her gaze was a little dodged, she chewed a few mouthfuls of chocolate, her voice became vague: "By the way, why aren't you afraid of me?"

Ordinary people would panic and run away when they saw her.

But the overly good-looking boy in front of him not only didn't show a trace of fear, but was able to chat with her calmly, even teased her, and fed her.

So much so that she couldn't help wondering if this guy was mentally ill.

Fujiwara Xingkong raised his head slightly, and looked directly at her face with a smile: "Didn't I say that, Miss Milu, you are beautiful."

"I don't believe it, you're lying." Miss Meilu turned her face away, not daring to meet his gaze.

I feel a little inferior in my heart.

"It's just a child, how can I know anything."

"I'm already a high school student."

Sister, I am at least 50 years old. Miss Milo thought to herself.

Fujiwara Xingkong suddenly stepped forward and reached out to hook her neck.

Caught off guard, the mature lady was forced to lean forward slightly.

Immediately, the boy's warm lips covered her already cold lips.

Miss Meilu's eyes widened suddenly, at a loss.

Eh. Eh?
This is me. I was kissed by force?

As an urban legend. Was kissed by force?

still next year
There is an inexplicable sense of excitement
Alas. No, this is a crime and will be caught by the police.

At this time, the gaping lady was so full of thoughts that she even forgot to push him away.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

The cherry blossoms are still falling slowly.

Fujiwara Xingkong looked at the shy lady with a red slit in front of her eyes, and she was in a good mood.

"Melo-san, I think, I."

Miss Meilu suddenly covered her face, turned and fled.

While running, I still didn’t forget to turn around and remind him: “Although human XP is free, I still advise you to see a doctor.”

The Fujiwara starry sky froze in place, under the crimson clouds, the breeze was blowing, and the sky was full of cherry blossoms.

He touched his lips, and there was still a trace of blood on it.

As an urban legend, he actually cares about his mental health.

Fujiwara Xingkong suddenly felt a little warm.

I'm a little excited.

He looked at the mission prompt in his mind.

[Random entrustment task, target of attack: Gap Girl, reward points: 200.Raiders progress: 10%]

Now, Milo-san, you know what.

The speed at which the cherry blossoms fall is five centimeters per second.

Next time, I won't let you run away again.

……

West Shinjuku.

Goro Arakawa walked through the bustling downtown area according to the address on the email, and walked around a street full of low residential buildings for a long time before stopping.

He looked up at the signboard, [The Detective Agency of Strange Talking Things].

After confirming that he had found the right place, Arakawa Goro walked into the store.

Fujiwara Xingkong, who was sitting in the store playing video games, got up to greet him.

"welcome."

"Hi, is this Mr. Fujiwara?"

"I'm."

"I'm Goro Arakawa, I sent you a private message on YTB."

Arakawa Goro shook hands with him, with a slightly nervous demeanor.

"Sit down." Fujiwara Xingkong pointed to the sofa next to him.

"I'm going to make a cup of tea."

While the owner was making tea, Arakawa Goro took a look at the environment in the shop.

The area is not large, it is a converted one-family house, with a store on the first floor and bedrooms on the second floor.The decoration style is simple and there are not many office appliances.

There is a sofa, a coffee table, two desks on the other side, and a bookshelf behind it, full of messy materials.

There is also a large wooden cabinet next to the wall. There are many wooden signs on the cabinet, which look like spiritual tablets.

Some are empty, some have their names written on them, roughly speaking, there are 4 with their names written on them.

He took out his mobile phone to take a few photos, saw Fujiwara Xingkong walking out of the corner of his eye, and hurriedly put the mobile phone back.

On the other side, Fujiwara Hoshizora made tea, brought it out from the inner room, and sat down opposite Arakawa Goro.

"Mr. Arakawa, please."

"Thank you."

Fujiwara Xingkong handed over a cup of tea, and seeing his gaze curiously fixed on the cabinet in the corner, he said, "These are my girlfriend's spirit pieces."

"Pfft!" Arakawa Goro sprayed directly.

At that time, he was thinking, did I run into a pervert?

Fujiwara Xingkong did not explain, but asked directly why he came.

"Mr. Arakawa, tell me, why are you so anxious to see me?"

Arakawa Goro could only suppress the doubts in his heart, and said, "This time I am here mainly because I saw the video posted by Mr. on the Internet, and I would like to ask you to help me solve a problem."

This is a business visit! Fujiwara Xingkong's eyes lit up, motioning him to continue talking.

"I have an old house in Arakawa District. I haven't lived in it for more than ten years. I want to renovate it recently and rent it out."

"But every one of the decoration workers who were invited fell ill for no reason after watching the scene. It was the same after changing several groups. And these workers would all have the same nightmare, in the first room on the second floor , there is a cabinet, and half a face in the gap of the cabinet is watching them all the time."

Speaking of this, he stopped and looked nervously at Fujiwara Xingkong.

There is half a face in the gap in the cabinet.

Fujiwara Xingkong pondered for a while, and said, "10 yen, I will help you."

Arakawa Goro was a little hesitant. He didn't think 10 was too much, but he was not sure whether the half-grown boy in front of him had real skills.

After all, videos on the Internet can be faked.

It's good to have real skills, but if it's a fake, it will be troublesome if it happens to the real one and someone loses his life.

Seeing the other party's eyes full of distrust, Fujiwara Xingkong did not rush to refute, and said "wait a moment".

Then he turned around and checked the information on the computer.

After more than ten minutes, he turned his head and said lightly: "Take me there, and I will collect the money after it is done."

Arakawa Goro nodded, led him into his car and drove to Arakawa District.

　All kinds of requests for newcomers and new books^_^
　　By the way: the comic chapter with the same name is recommended, the source of inspiration for this book.

　　


(End of this chapter)