My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 164 A gift from the teacher

The rain has completely stopped, and a wisteria flower is blooming by the creek. The bright purple flowers are shining. The raindrops falling from the leaves stay on the petals and then fall off one after another. They are shiny and look extremely cute.

Beside the wisteria, the teacher and the student were still talking in a low voice.

"If you want to go to Kyoto, you can go to the Li Palace of the Academy and find a monk named Masato Ono."

"What does this man do?"

"He is a friend of the teacher. The teacher, he and Ibaraki used to be close friends. If you go to him, you may be able to find out some news about Rashomon."

"Will he help me?"

"Yes, as long as you can prove that I let you go."

"Then how to prove it?"

The conversation fell silent, and Shinkawa Yui's face felt a little unnatural, but she suddenly took a step closer. The teacher and student stood under the shade of the white birch tree, with quicksand-like clouds gurgling in the sky.

"What's wrong?"

"You don't move, just leave it to me." She seemed to have something on her mind, and she smiled weakly as if she wanted to make excuses for herself, and as if she had made up her mind, she immediately closed her slightly messy body with her hands. hair.

This unintentional movement was full of girlish aura.Pure and natural, revealing the most primitive charm of human beings.

In a daze, Fujiwara Xingkong saw the daughter of the mountain god, the daughter of the mountain god who was spinning and weaving by the gurgling stream.

She moved closer quietly and buried her face in his neck.

A warm breath came from the red lips, and then Fujiwara Xingkong felt a sweet tingle from his neck.

Itchy and numb, she felt that some neurotoxin was injected into her body from her teeth, and then her body became hot, and even her breathing became short of breath.

The summer morning sun shines on the shoulders through the shade of the trees, as if the blue sky is subtly peeping.Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, sometimes narrow and sometimes wide.

In this blue wind, Fujiwara Xingkong saw a blush on her cheeks, like oil stains on the paper, instantly staining the entire drawing paper, shy and charming.

"I left something inside of you."

Uh, isn't this what I should say? Fujiwara Hoshizora looked at her in confusion.

Yuai Xinchuan calmed down a little, and explained patiently: "Going to Kyoto is very dangerous, the teacher can't help you much, I can only try to make you stronger. The half of the origin I left in your body just now can let you have mine. Part of the ability allows you to manipulate spider silk and release paralyzing toxins."

"Teacher, this is too precious." Fujiwara Xingkong felt a burst of shame, "I don't know how to face you for such a great kindness."

"No, Fujiwara-san, you have given me a lot." Shinkawa Yuai had a bright smile on her face, and Yamayuri's beautiful figure was reflected in her eyes.

"In the past, I was always stuck in the swamp of two identities: human and demon. As a human, I knew what life I wanted to live. As a demon, I had to do things I didn't want to do."

"Whether you take a step to the left or to the right, you will always shrink back to the original place after taking a few steps, questioning whether you have made a wrong choice."

Speaking of this, Xinchuan Yuai paused for a while, and then she added in a voice that only she could hear: "Thanks to you, I can see my heart more clearly."

"It doesn't matter whether you are a human or a demon. Identity cannot be used to divide a person's attributes. Only behavior can define it. I just have to firmly move towards the path I want to go, and keep walking. As long as I am It's happiness."

Fujiwara Xingkong looked at her speechlessly, looking at her somewhat red and swollen eyes, with a few faint tears, like dew on the petals in the morning, which would fall off with a light touch of a finger.

After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Teacher, if you act like this, I will be reluctant to let you go."

Unable to understand the other meaning of his words, Xinchuan Yuai still had some sparkling eyes, raised her chin, and her tone became educational.

"Fujiwara-kun, don't think that you don't have to study because the school was bombed. When you come back from Kyoto, the teacher will catch you for tutoring."

"I'm very smart, teacher, just wait."

"If I can't pass the entrance exam to Dongda University, I'll treat it as if I never had a student like you."

"Are there any rewards for getting admitted to Dongda University?"

Yuai Xinchuan reached out and patted his smooth forehead again: "Let's talk about it after you pass the exam."

Feeling warm in his heart, Fujiwara Xingkong slowly bent over and thanked him.

He said solemnly: "Thank you."

"It's too early, the teacher is not finished yet." Yuai Shinkawa blinked mischievously, and stretched out her hand to press the wound on his neck.

"I am the daughter of the mountain god. I have enjoyed the protection of nature since I was born. I give this protection to you. I wish you good luck and good health in your journey and for the rest of your life."

With a flash of blue light, the numb wound instantly felt a coolness that penetrated the heart and spleen. This coolness blended into the limbs and bones, like spring rain, quietly infiltrating the whole body.

When she took her hand back, the wound on Fujiwara Xingkong's neck disappeared, replaced by the imprint of a small mountain.

And the mountains and forests he felt in his eyes became clearer and closer.

The surroundings are filled with the smell of water vapor and earth, the sound of swaying leaves, and the sound of earthworms crawling under the soil are intertwined with the crisp chirping of oriole in my ears.

The stream at the foot can be seen reflecting the pink rhododendrons, red pine bark, and bright green maple leaves on the hillside. The rain-wet cicada shells are quietly stuck to the branches in the distance. On the other side, a moth breaks free from the cocoon , flapping its wings and dancing.

And farther away, nearly transparent elves wandered in the forest, floating like bubbles.Their cheerful appearance is reminiscent of transparent jellyfish floating in the blue ocean.

"Teacher, the forest has come to life." Fujiwara Hoshizora shouted out in surprise, his voice full of joy.

Shinkawa Yuai smiled softly, the wind blew the leaves and her hair, a few drops of stagnant water fell from the tree, and splashed on her hot cheeks.

Fujiwara Xingkong opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but she put her finger on her lips, signaling him not to speak and to listen attentively.

The early cuckoos walked together and flew quietly over their heads.

Standing on each other's shoulders, let the shadows under the shade of the trees gradually stretch and crawl on the grass.

……

When Niijima woke up, no one was around.

Her head was still hurting, she couldn't feel the existence of her hands and feet, and there was a fire burning in her throat. She forced herself to stand up, and walked towards the place where the light came in in a daze.

Gradually, the sound of someone talking came from my ear.

But when she reached the entrance of the cave, the conversation stopped.

She leaned against the stone wall and looked out, her mood suddenly became very bad.Her heart was covered by dark clouds, and an unknown force turned into four sharp claws lurking on her heart, making her breathless.

(End of this chapter)