My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 131 The Mulou girl, Celti's head.

The entrance of the plank road connecting the wooden building is a stone gate made of granite.

Wisps of black mist leaked from the cracks in the door, indicating that this stone door was definitely not an ordinary door.

Relying on the powerful concealment effect of Celti's shadow, Fujiwara Xingkong stood majestically in front of the door and observed carefully.

Looking carefully, the color of this stone door seems to be a little darker than the usual granite, and the material is smoother, and there is a small bulge near the bottom of the ground.

"Generally, this kind of protrusion is used to control secret triggers such as organs and secret doors. It is the same in DND game scripts."

Celti was influenced by Ishigamigawa, and during this period of time when he didn't go out for racing and killing people, he also became addicted to the game.

"Okay, then I'll try to see if it can start."

Fujiwara Hoshizora stretched out his hand and tried to press the raised stone inward.

no response.
So he held the entire raised area with his hands and rubbed it back and forth, hoping to trigger any possible mechanisms.

Soon, as he wished, the mechanism was activated.

Above the stone gate, a huge human face slowly emerged.

The face of an old woman has ravines on her face, especially the corners of her mouth, which are covered with wrinkles. The entire lips have collapsed, and there is no trace of life in them.

Fujiwara Xingkong immediately withdrew his hand, and then... this stone face with human facial features, which was as vivid as a relief, had an inexplicable blush on his face.

The face disappeared immediately, and Shimen returned to normal.

Fujiwara Xingkong was embarrassed.

Just now, it seems that I did something unsuitable for children
Although it was unintentional, it still made him blush when this happened in front of Celti.

"That. Celty, you said it was an agency, so I reached out to touch it. Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding."

"I understand~~I understand~~You have always liked to grope~~"

Celti's voice made people feel uncomfortable, and Fujiwara Hoshiku could feel that the way she looked at herself now should be the kind of slightly squinted eyes with subtle contempt.

You wait for me, and when the business is done, I will show you what real groping is.

Fujiwara Hoshikora cursed secretly in his heart and began to think of countermeasures.

This stone gate should be a painted wall, a monster that is incarnated from the wall according to legend.

This kind of monster can expand and shrink infinitely, and often appears in dark alleys or streets.

It will build a wall that cannot be bypassed, climbed over and knocked down. No matter you go left or right, it will continue to extend in that direction, trapping passers-by at night until dawn.

Judging from the location of the painted wall, it looks very similar to a certain Shinto formation technique... It was originally supposed to be used as a door god.

Being able to use Tubi trapped here as a door makes the Dusi Gang more and more mysterious.

Fujiwara Hoshizora also set up a surveillance probe here, and planned to discuss the secrets with Shino Tsuchimikado later.

The only plank road is impassable, so the only way to go is by water.

The grass by the pond is very lush, fully half a person's height, Fujiwara Xingkong's waist is bent, walking through the lush grass like a cheetah.As he walked, he felt the dark whistle placed in the grass. It was a little monster called Congyuanhuo. According to legend, it was transformed from the resentful spirit after the death of an oil thief. Its form was a burning human head in the night, with two His eyes are piercing and his flames are red.

The grass was swaying under the weight of the rain. Even if someone walked through it, there would be no disharmony at all.

When he passed the first dark sentry, Cong Yuanhuo dark sentry two meters away did not notice anything strange in the grass behind him.

There are three or four Cong Yuanhuo at this secret post, and they are chatting together.

"It's such a boring day"

"I'm a security guard, I live like a fool"

"Don't say that, or if the priest hears it, you will be miserable."

"I really hope that there is a big demon who can see through the strength of my disguise and let me walk into her heart!"

Fujiwara Xingkong shook his head, thinking that Yi Shuiyuan should feel that he is very safe, so that the secret whistle is not dark at all, but talking unscrupulously.Although these little monsters have lowered their voices, an expert can detect their presence from more than ten meters away with just their ears.

Sneaking through the grass, he flexed his limbs a few times to prepare for the water.

"Selti, if there is any danger waiting, remember to take the shadow back as soon as possible."

"What are you talking about? How could I leave you alone?"

"There is something wrong with the water in this pond."

The raindrops rippling on the water surface, upon closer inspection, one can find a fleeting blue light, like a layer of plankton, wriggling slightly on the water surface.

Celty still insisted on his opinion.

"My shadow is only my second body. Even if I disappear, I will not die. But you are different. Once you die, you are really dead."

"I like Celty the most." Fujiwara Xingkong kissed the shadow, causing Celti to protest.

After getting tired, he slipped into the water without a sound.

Immediately, the indescribable coldness spread throughout the body like ants biting.Even though I had warmed up, my hands and feet became stiff after entering the water.

Fortunately, there were no cramps, otherwise it would be frozen into a Haagen-Dazs in less than 2 minutes.

Fujiwara Xingkong took a deep breath, and then slowly sank into the water.

Celty's shadow can help him insulate him from the nibbling of the blue creatures, but it can't stop the cold in the water from eroding.

In order to avoid attracting the guards with the sound of splashing water, he could only choose to dive as far as possible.

And in this way, the time of catching cold is virtually increased.

When he surfaced for air for the first time, his hands and feet were almost completely stiff.

His whole body was dominated by the cold, he couldn't help shivering, and his teeth chattered.

Vaguely, he saw that he was in a world of ice and snow, and under his feet, thousands of arms kept waving, constantly grabbing at him.

Hands, hands, hands.
There are hands everywhere, just like the endless prairie.

Endless, swaying in the wind.

Fujiwara Xingkong bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and a faint fishy smell spread in his mouth.

The intense pain stimulated the nerves, and the brain temporarily forgot about the cold hands and feet.

With this breath, he plunged into the water again and sneaked towards the wooden building.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the wooden house, and someone walked out of it.

A slender, fresh and refined girl was sitting on the edge of the plank road, following the soft light, a pair of little white feet dipped into the water, gently swinging back and forth.

To her, the water that should have been icy cold was just a sparse and ordinary existence.Over the years, whenever she was bored at night, she would stick her feet into the water as she did now, fluttering her little feet boredly to pass the time.

Because, this is her home, the home of her Mika Kageyama.

However, there seemed to be something unusual tonight, because not long after she sat down, she felt a strange sensation from the soles of her feet.

It's kind of itchy like a brush brushing the soles of the feet.

Was it a fish swimming by?And it's a chubby fish.

Thinking of this, she felt happy.

But soon, the fish seemed not content to just look up at her in the water, but jumped out of the water in vain.

Mika Kageyama blinked her eyes, looking dazedly at the scene where there was nothing in front of her eyes, but there was something lifting her feet up.

Fujiwara Xingkong also blinked. After emerging from the water, the first thing he felt was the little feet imprinted on his forehead.

A faint fragrance wafted from the tip of his nose, and it took him a full second to confirm one thing.

It turns out that the beautiful girl's feet are really fragrant, not smelly at all.

Afterwards, his gaze was slightly deviated, and he looked at the owner of the foot.

Seeing her propping her jaw, widening her eyes, she has a silly expression, and she doesn't seem very smart.

It's a pity, being so beautiful is another fool.

Don't think about that just yet, though.

What should we do now?
How about beating her up and threatening her to be obedient?
No, it's so cute, I'll probably cry for a long time if I punch it down.

It's not good to wake up other people.

If you just silence it, you won't cry.

No, how can you kill someone without asking.

Just knock him out, so that you won't make trouble, and you won't feel much guilt.

Fujiwara Hoshizora grabbed her legs, jumped up before she could react, and pressed her directly underneath him.

He was about to knock her unconscious with a hammer, but before he could make a move, Celti's shadow suddenly separated.

Then, Kageyama Mika saw an overly good-looking boy pressing on her body, one hand pressed her chest, and the other hand raised a fist, as if she wanted to hit her.

Fujiwara Xingkong was stunned, and looked at Celti.

There must be something wrong, otherwise she wouldn't have pulled the shadow away without even saying hello.

At this time, Celti fell into a serious panic.

In her memory, she could vaguely find traces of this face.

The length slightly covers her shoulders, with orange hair like the sunset, clear light blue eyes, and beautiful and refined facial features.

A gleam of light lit up in her heart.

This is the face of Celty Sturluson, a goblin from Ireland, the Headless Horseman that exists in memory.

"Fujiwara, that's my head..."

Her suppressed excited voice sounded in Fujiwara Xingkong's mind.

And it was at this moment that footsteps came from outside the plank road.

"Meixiang, are you asleep?"

Messy. So messy that my head is about to explode!
what to do~~
How to do!
Fujiwara Hoshiku, think of a way~!

Under the complicated and dangerous situation, in a short moment, he thought of seven or eight plans, but he rejected them one by one.

Finally, during the last moment when the footsteps stopped in front of the painted stone door.

Fujiwara Hoshikora's face slowly bloomed with a smile that was so sincere that it could not be questioned.

"I said, I'm just swimming and exercising, would you believe me?"

Mika Kageyama chose to believe him without any hesitation.

One day in early summer, I met fate.
Under the rain all over the sky, the tranquil wooden house on the water is blown by moist water.

Also, the sunny smile on his face piercing the night.

A boy full of magic.

A boy whose name I don’t know and whom I have never met.

But definitely not to be missed.

14-year-old Kageyama Mika has never believed in her premonition so firmly.

(End of this chapter)