My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 254 See you again in seven years (finale)

After Fujiwara Hoshiku's death, Tsuchimikado Shino returned to Meiji Shrine and lived a secluded life.

Closed in one place, the monotonous and lonely life is not very painful for her.Get up at six in the morning and have a simple breakfast.Spend half an hour tidying up your living room.

Sit on the sofa and read a book most of the afternoon, and then take a nap.In the evening, I will go for a walk to the Jingu Gaien, and there are many people running along the circular periphery of the Jingu Baseball Stadium.

She walked quietly alone, watching the sun gradually sinking to the horizon in boredom.

Eat dinner by six and go to bed by 10:30.It went on and on like this, and she didn't feel bored.

Winter is gradually passing.

As time went by, she felt that her body gradually changed.

In March of the following year, the weather was still very cold, but pink flowers had already bloomed on the cherry blossom trees in Jingu Gaien.

Warm coffee and blankets on cold nights.

The cold wind brushed over the branches and hit the window, making a "whining" sound.

She stroked her swollen belly and fell into a deep sleep.

At the end of April, Shino Tsuchimikado boarded a plane to a small country in South America.

Flying at an altitude of [-] feet, she looked at the arc-shaped horizon in the distance and murmured: "I miss you."

……

the second year.

Ikebukuro, Kawagoe Street, an abandoned building.

In the only room with lights on, Celti was learning Japanese from the TV while mopping the floor with a rag.

During this period of time, with the rapid improvement of his Japanese level, many fragmented memories would occasionally flash into his mind, full of romantic memories.

While practicing Japanese, Serti imagined his quiet and comfortable life in Tokyo for more than 20 years.

Does life include Fujiwara?

Close your eyes, a vague memory emerges.

She was wearing a pure white wedding dress, hugging him tightly.But the memory lacks the sense of reality that shocks the soul, like a boring tourist promotional photo.

Maybe you have to try again before you can find your lost self.

Celti thought so, silently looking forward to his awakening in his heart.

……

In the fourth year, in March, the streets and alleys of Tokyo are once again full of cherry blossoms.

In front of the east gate, the newly graduated students poured out of the school gate and scattered to various places.

An old Nissan car opened the door, and Yukino Risa with a cold demeanor got out of the car.She has long hair, a professional suit wraps her good figure, and she wears an apricot coat outside.

"elder sister."

Under everyone's gaze, a figure threw herself into her arms.

The 21-year-old Niijima still has short hair, and the light brown hair color has not changed.But the childishness on her face has faded unconsciously, and her whole body is becoming more and more beautiful.

"happy graduation."

Yukino Risa touched her sister's head and said with a smile, "We have to celebrate tonight."

"Hey." Niijima rubbed his sister's chest hard, raised his face and smiled and said, "Why don't sister sleep with me tonight."

"What strange things are you thinking again?"

"To monopolize my sister is Xiaozhen's greatest wish."

Yukino Risa squinted her eyes halfway, showing her trademark squinted smile: "You think I'll have nothing to do with you when I grow up, don't you?"

"Sister, please forgive me."

The two sisters fought for a while, and Niijima suddenly said: "Sister, can I quit the ninth department for now?"

"Want to go to Nagano County?" Yukino Risa saw through her little thoughts at a glance.

"I want to wait until he wakes up, okay?"

Yukino Risa didn't say anything, just took off her coat and put it on her body.

An apricot-colored spring trench coat that covered the knees, the material was as soft as a feather, and the size was custom-made to fit Makoto Niijima's figure.

After all, the two sisters are almost exactly the same figure now.

Yukino Risa fastened the buttons one by one, rubbed her sister's face and head, and then returned to the Nissan car.

"Sister." Niijima called out.

Her body was wrapped in soft clothes, as if all her life so far had been under her protection.

"Go."

Yukino Risa raised her hand to her in the driver's seat: "Tell me when you wake up, I'll buy a hatchet and meet him for a while."

Summoning Itsu Maten, Niijima left Tokyo.

The prosperity of the city gradually faded away, and she looked at the Shenyin Town that was getting closer and closer, and an indescribable warmth filled her heart.

More than four years have passed since that year.

Time has not been able to erase the slightest memory in Shenyin Town.

That period of magnificent and romantic green years is still shining brightly in my mind, and I will think of it from time to time.They are like a fairy tale, more like a fable.

Whenever Niijima is really confused, they can always help her find the direction of life again.

Go through the tunnel, step on the bluestone road in the town, and walk up the stone steps of the shrine.

The maiden in white and red dress stood under the shade of a tree and turned her head, with an elegant smile blooming from the corner of her mouth.

The sun shines through the leaves, and the angles of refraction are wonderfully stacked together. Xia Xilin, who still looks like a girl, has flying long hair.

"I really envy you." Before Niijima finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Strange, I suddenly don't envy you anymore."

Niijima laughed and walked into the temple.

Xia Xilin smiled lightly and walked in.

Over the years, except for the occasional trip back to Tokyo, she lived in Shenyin Town most of the time.

In the beautiful mountain forest, there are clear rivers flowing, where you can catch a lot of brightly colored and firm-fleshed river fish. Birds are chirping and flying around the river, and wild boars and monkeys can be seen from time to time.

There are also wild vegetables, wild flowers and wild fruits everywhere.

There are also beautiful and lovely elves, who live carefree in the mountains. If kind people encounter difficulties, they will lend a helping hand when you are desperate.

Xia Xilin likes such a simple and clean life, and likes Fujiwara Xingkong who is sleeping here.

……

seventh year.

As usual, Xinchuan Yuai came to the temple early to wait.

On the altar of the main hall, there is a jade container similar to a bird's nest, and pieces of crystal-like snowflakes are floating in the container.

Those are the soul fragments of Fujiwara Xingkong, they were dismantled when he died, and they are currently being reassembled piece by piece under the guidance of the mountain god's inheritance, and the day when the fragments become a whole is the day when he wakes up again time to come.

"It's been the seventh year, when did you wake up?"

Shinkawa Yuai stared blankly at the slowly moving fragments, her eyes showing deep nostalgia.

Which world are you in?

It shouldn't be painful, right?
I like you so much.

You once dedicated yourself to me without reservation, and now every inch of flesh and blood on my body is closely related to you, I am you, and you are me.

The past years are dissolving, all the scenery, all the words, all gather together and continue to warm her.

"Ok?"

For a certain moment, she looked at Yi Yi in surprise.Among those fragments, a silver bird was separated.The little bird did not leave, but circled back and forth around the container, slowly and slowly.

Is that the girl bird?

Yui Shinkawa probably understood what was going on.

Suga Fuji once left a mark in the soul of Fujiwara Xingkong. Now that his soul has been broken up and reorganized, the mark left by Guhuo Bird will naturally be separated.

Suga Fuji, who no longer needs to rely on his soul to live, may be able to wake up again after a long period of time.

"That Nasty Birdman"

Shinkawa Yuai gritted her teeth and cursed, she was full of resentment towards Suga Fuji.

Just when she was about to swear a few words, the soul fragments in the container suddenly spun wildly, and then reassembled at an astonishing speed.

Shinkawa Yuai stood up all of a sudden, clenched her hands on her chest, her face flushed with excitement.

……

There is no wind, no light, and all five senses disappear.

It seems that all the functions of the body have been lost, and the feeling of being torn apart fills the whole body.The bodies all go in different directions.

Thoughts are also in a mess, even if you want to do something, you can't concentrate your consciousness.

The self at this stage is like an egg without a shell. Although it retains its shape, it is fragile and changeable. It may lose its own existence and become one with the world just by touching it lightly.

Time passed little by little, endless and long.

I don't know when, my thoughts suddenly become a little clearer in the chaos.

He could remember a little bit about who he was.

Close your eyes and visit places you've been before.

real, figurative.

The picture in memory gradually became clear and vivid, as if the dust on it was washed away by a heavy rain.

Oh, I remembered, my name is Fujiwara Hoshiku.

I don't know how many years later, the body can move.

He slowly sat up straight, looking at an empty space.

"Hey, Fujiwara."

Looking back, it was Suga Fuji.

"I never thought we'd see each other like this."

Suga Fuki, who still had dazzling silver hair, sat down beside him, curled up, and leaned her cheek on his chest.

Fujiwara Hoshiku bent down, sniffed the fragrance of her hair, and reached out to lift her beautiful hair.

"It's been a long time," she said.

"Yeah, it's so long." Fujiwara Xingkong hugged her shoulders, feeling the softness of her body with the palm of his hand.

"Even after so long, Fu Ji's body is still hard to put down."

Suwo Fuji, who always had a cold expression, looked up at him with gentle eyes: "You should wake up."

"Well, I know, how about you?"

"I have already left your soul, and as long as there is enough time, I will be resurrected."

"Then, see you in the future."

Fujiwara Hoshizo kissed her red lips lightly.

The body gradually becomes transparent, and the consciousness is like a butterfly fluttering in the wind, easily crossing the dividing line between self and reality.

"Fujiwara."

The gentle and nostalgic voice made the blurred picture gradually clear. After waking up from a long sleep, Fujiwara Hoshizo slowly opened his eyes.

"You finally woke up"

Xinchuan Yuai's eyes became hot, and big drops of tears poured out uncontrollably.

"woke up."

Fujiwara Hoshiku wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, and turned her eyes to look out.

Natsuhirin, Makoto Niijima, Sertin, well, well, Shino Tsuchimikado is also there, and that little girl who timidly hides behind her. Is it my daughter?

He looked at it once, stood up, and Yui Shinkawa took out a white hunting suit and put it on for him.

"Go, call Dad."

Shino Tsuchimikado pushed the cute little girl like a porcelain doll forward, Fujiwara Hoshiku gently touched her head, and she ran back behind her mother, showing half of her head: "Daddy .”

The voice was tense, with a hint of joy.

"Look at how failed you are as a father, and your daughter doesn't even recognize you."

Shino Tsuchimikado shrugged her shoulders and mocked.She is unparalleled in beauty, and she is radiant at any time.

"You need some time to cultivate your relationship."

Fujiwara Xingkong smiled and asked, "What's her name?"

"Tomoko Tsuchimikado."

"Don't you have my last name?"

"Don't even think about it, she is the next generation of shrine maidens that I, Tsuchimikado Shinto, have planned."

"My daughter is amazing!"

Fujiwara Xingkong smiled shamelessly, walked up to Xia Xilin, and held her in his arms: "Senior, as one of the three great monsters, you must protect me, a little mountain god, from now on."

"No problem." Xia Xilin smiled gracefully, showing her white and sharp teeth.

Then he came to Celty and looked at the Irish goblin in a tight black leather jacket in front of him: "Celty is still so cute."

"I remember the past." Celti rubbed his forehead against the tip of his nose: "My favorite person, welcome back."

"Remember the past?" A smirk appeared on the corner of Fujiwara Xingkong's mouth,
"Can't you be more serious?"

Celty showed a dumbfounded expression.

Fujiwara Xingkong came to Niijima and rubbed her head: "Xiaozhen has grown up."

The sister-in-law smiled, stared at his 16-year-old appearance, and joked: "Brother-in-law is still a 16-year-old brat."

"You can take care of you like a kid."

"I can't say if I can clean up, but you will definitely be cleaned up by my sister now."

Niijima pointed to the door of the side hall, and joked: "She's waiting for you there, hurry up and die."

Fujiwara Xingkong walked to the door, rubbed his cheeks, pushed the door open and entered.

No one was seen, but there was a stove in the middle, and the water on it was boiling.

He took a few steps forward and heard footsteps behind him.

Looking back, he saw a hatchet stabbed directly into his abdomen.

"Stab to death you scumbag!"

Yukino Risa gritted her teeth and said, pulling out the hand holding the hatchet, the hatchet was pulled out, and the wound healed automatically.

Fujiwara Xingkong stretched out his hand and put his arms around her slender and soft waist.

"You have long hair."

"is it nice?"

"It's very beautiful. The blue and white gradient color matches your appearance, and it has a kind of beauty that is close to transparency."

Yukino Risa looked at him tenderly, her pair of clear pupils had not changed even after ten years.

There is no trace of filth, as if you can see through the essence of everything.

"I like Miss Risa the most."

"Grumpy."

"Let's go out together."

Fujiwara Xingkong took her hand, walked out of the side hall, and walked out of the main entrance of the temple.

In front of the mountain of the shrine, shouts like a mountain roar and a tsunami sounded.

"Congratulations to Nagano Mountain God!"

"Congratulations to Nagano Mountain God!"

"Congratulations to Nagano Mountain God!"

Yukino Risa squinted her eyes halfway, showing her signature squinted smile: "Kiss me."

"As ordered."

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Fujiwara Hoshiku bit her soft and cold lips, greedily and nostalgicly sucking her unique taste.

This is a kiss that is sure of what it is after, with a firmness that no one can stop.

The warm sunlight shone on the two of them, shining brightly.

Fujiwara Xingkong has never been the male protagonist in the hot-blooded comics, but the beauty of breaking out of the cocoon and turning into a butterfly at this moment has frozen the eternal river of time. The picture at this moment has become an eternal shining moment.

Little boy, small but great.

(End of the book)

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