My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 141 I will keep the proof of your existence.

"I'm gonna start now!"

After the brief pre-dinner ceremony, Watanabe Yaoyang fell into deep thought.

Until now, he hadn't figured out what happened in the kitchen just now.

Why did Kayako come out of the kitchen with crumpled clothes and fog in his eyes, as if he had cried.But Ben's pale skin and two cheeks were extremely red, as if he had been slapped several times.

Also, it seemed that when she first came out, she saw something like rice paste on the corner of her mouth, and just as I was about to remind her, she licked it off with the tip of her tongue.

What's more, what's even weirder is that Kayako, as an urban legend, can't even walk steadily, and almost fell down several times.

Watanabe Yaoyang quietly glanced at Kayako who was opposite, and looked at the state of her shy little daughter-in-law, and vaguely sensed the truth of the matter in his heart.

Fujiwara-senpai beat her up in the kitchen!
And judging from Fujiwara-senpai's clean and tidy clothes, Kayako should have slapped him unilaterally.

After this reasoning, the admiration in Watanabe Yaoyang's heart suddenly became stronger.

"Senior Fujiwara~~" Yaoyang Watanabe looked at Xingkong Fujiwara sitting next to him, and secretly swore in his heart.

One day, I will also become a powerful existence like you!
At this time, Fujiwara Xingkong was chewing the delicious grilled fish, not feeling very embarrassed.

He, who was tortured by Ritsuko and Celty, only now understands a truth.

It's not an urban legend that he can't cook, it's just those two dishes.

Thinking about it, Fujiwara Xingkong blinked, and cast a look of "You are awesome!" with double meanings at Kayako.

Kayako, who finally calmed down, blushed and turned red again.

At this table, the mind can be regarded as pure. I am afraid that there are only Toshio who is eating and teasing cats, and Mei who is cute while eating.

In the afternoon, three men were playing games on the first floor, while Kayako was tidying up the room alone on the second floor.

In fact, there is nothing to organize, mainly those things in the plastic bags in the cabinet.

Fujiwara Hoshizora never dealt with it, or in other words, he deliberately left it for Kayako to deal with himself.

Heart knots are something that you have to untie by yourself after all.

On the wooden floor in front of the Kayako cabinet, the pale face showed some sadness. After opening the cabinet, besides the plastic bags with a pungent smell, there was also a small wooden box.

"what?"

Jiaye didn't remember that he had such a wooden box, and when he opened it, the first thing he saw was a note.

[Madam, this is proof of your existence. ]
At this moment, Kayako covered his mouth with his hands.

Under the box, there are many odds and ends.

Textbooks and notebooks, tailoring boxes and drawing kits, sketchbooks, wooden boxes with calligraphy tools, pencil cases and compasses, utility knives, library books, graduation albums, letters and postcards, CDs and audio tapes, video tapes...

These were collected one by one by Fujiwara Hoshikora when he was cleaning up this haunted house.

The past events emerged like a revolving lantern. Kayako stared at the proof that he had lived, and his heart began to twitch little by little.

"Mom, look."

Junxiong's cheerful cry sounded outside the door.

"The picture I drew, isn't it beautiful?"

"Let mom take a look." Jiaye smiled softly and took the painting from Junxiong.

In the painting, the sky is orange and the sun is red.Junxiong sat on the swing with the little black cat in his arms, smiling happily.Next to Junxiong is his mother, who has long hair and a slender figure and is always wearing a white dress.Next to his mother, where his father should have been, Fujiwara Hoshizora smiled and extended his hand to his mother.

Sure enough, his son helped the bad guys to attack him, and what Jiaye was most worried about happened.

She couldn't laugh or cry and kissed Junxiong's forehead lightly, "Tell mom, did Uncle Fujiwara teach you to draw?"

"No, I wanted to draw it myself."

"You are dishonest!"

"I want Uncle Fujiwara to be my father."

"Huh?" Jiaye's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense, it's impossible."

"Mom, you are blushing."

"Where did you learn these bad words, Junxiong?"

"I'm going to play games." Junxiong grinned and ran out of the room.

"Hey, wait!" Kayako just stood up and wanted to chase out, but saw Fujiwara Xingkong leaning against the door and smiled at her.

He's discharging himself again~~
Gayoko covered his face in embarrassment.

Fujiwara Hoshizora walked in and held her hand, "Toshio is so good, how can you be willing to scold him?"

"Stop coming, don't think I don't know you taught me."

Kayako glanced at him, then leaned gently into his arms.

"Junxiong has grown up. Some time ago, he told me that he wants to study hard in the future and become a doctor when he grows up."

"On the contrary, you, Kayako, you have never grown up."

Gayoko's heart trembled, and he snuggled into his arms without saying a word.

Fujiwara Xingkong didn't speak any more, just stroked her hair pityingly.

This woman's life experience is really miserable.

From the beginning, the circle of life in which she grew up was very narrow.

Kayako didn't understand this truth, and he never even thought about it.

The narrower the environment in which a person grows up, the easier it is for resentment to become stronger and deeper.

Like water poured into a glass.

The smaller the glass, the faster the water poured into the glass will overflow.In the same way, the smaller a person is, the hatred in his heart will quickly spread around.

After being injured and brutally killed by her husband with a utility knife, Kayako no longer just resented the husband who killed her.

Kayako envies, hates, and hates many people...

Girls dressed up for shopping; teenagers gathered at a video game store; men heading home after a long day at work; women shopping for dinner ingredients; elderly people playing with their grandchildren in the park...

In other words, she is jealous, hostile, and hates all the people that exist in this world.

Is such resentment justified?
Of course it makes sense.

right?

Of course not.

But what can be done?

As Fujiwara Hoshiko said, she never grew up.

She can only be trapped in this haunted house forever, living with endless resentment.

"Madam." Fujiwara Xingkong took her hand, came to the cabinet, and pointed at the small wooden box.

"These are proofs of your existence, and I will keep them for you forever."

Then, he pointed to the plastic bag containing the body fragments on the other side: "Those are the hatred you left in this world, would you like to say goodbye to it?"

After being silent for a long time, Kayako looked up at him and asked with a complicated expression: "If I don't want to, will you force me?"

"will not."

Fujiwara Xingkong shook his head, "I will stay here until the day you want."

"Can you be more cruel to me, so that I will be reluctant to leave you."

"Be fierce? Of course, you can wait for me on the bed after taking a shower tonight."

"You really are uneasy and kind." Kayako murmured with a blushing face, then raised his face slightly and narrowed his eyes.

God, thank you.She said so from the bottom of her heart.

Thank you very much for letting me meet him.

When Fujiwara Hoshizora kissed her gently on the lips.

At that moment, Kayako's whole body was surrounded by a powerful emotion and trembling joy.

It feels like God gave me a kiss~~ she said to herself in her heart.

(End of this chapter)