My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 4

"Beep beep beep beep."

There was an alarm clock sound in the chaotic small room. After a while, some thin arms stretched out from the bed, picked up the alarm clock, and smashed it against the wall.

"Oh!"

The whole world suddenly fell silent.

10 minute later.

"Beep beep beep beep."

It's not over!
Fujiwara Xingkong rolled around on the bed with her eyes closed.

Eh?
Why can't I find it... This alarm is really annoying, where is it?

Boom, turned over, fell off the bed, and hit the floor with his back.

pain pain pain...

Opening his eyes in a daze, what he saw was a small room with stickers of various monster girls on the walls, and magazines, paper bags, and cardboard boxes stacked haphazardly on the floor.

Fujiwara Xingkong climbed to the bedside table and turned off the ringing mobile phone alarm clock, and yawned long.

8 am in the morning.

Today is Sunday, I don't have to go to school.In the past, he would sleep until noon and then get up, but for a month from now, because of Ritsuko, he will not be able to stay in bed anymore.

The bed was empty, Ritsuko was not seen, and there was a "sizzling" sound from the kitchen, which sounded like eggs were being fried.

When I walked over, I saw her making breakfast.

"Oh hi!" Ritsuko smiled and pushed Fujiwara Hoshizo out of the kitchen.

"Eat after washing your face."

It's only been like this for one night, you're quite quick to adapt to the role.
After a brief wash, he gave himself a thumbs up in the mirror.

Fujiwara Xingkong, today is also a day full of energy.

Of course, it was pretending to show Ritsuko.

In fact, he was a severe patient with difficulty getting up, and he couldn't lift his spirits at all at this point in time.

"Your spirit is very good. You look much more handsome."

Sure enough, as soon as he came out of the bathroom, he was praised by Ritsuko.

"That's because when I think of Ritsuko's bento, I feel happy."

Ritsuko smiled so hard that her teeth could not see her eyes, and her steps became cheerful.

Sitting at the dining table, the breakfast is all set, and the appearance is quite bad.

Oddly shaped purple potato rice balls, chunks of what looked like fried chicken, a mushy omelet, and equally mushy pumpkin macaroni.

Can this be eaten?
Ritsuko blushed, her voice was like a mosquito: "I haven't done it for a long time. It's a bit rusty."

"I'm not a picky eater." Fujiwara Xingkong put an omelet into his mouth.

One bite.

A click.

"Ah" Ritsuko covered her face in embarrassment.

"When I beat the eggs, there were eggshells mixed in, I didn't pick them out"

If it's just eggshells, that's fine.

Fujiwara Xingkong didn't know what to say anymore, after biting down, his mouth was full of salty taste.

"How does it taste?" She cast her gaze from between her fingers.

"I have no sense of taste, so I can't taste it."

"A bit salty."

"I'm sorry." Ritsuko hurriedly ran into the kitchen to get a glass of water and came out.

Her face became more and more red, she bowed her head, and her voice was very frustrated.

"Fujiwara-kun, am I stupid?"

"is a bit."

"It's my wife's duty to make bento, and I can't even do that well."

"It's okay, just follow the recipe in the future. Besides, it's not completely inedible." Fujiwara Xingkong smiled and picked up another omelet and put it in his mouth.

"It's still very tasty. Well, art, this is called art."

"Are you making fun of me?"

"Haha, I can still eat."

"No, throw it away, what if you eat your body?"

"It's fine, I'm in good shape."

The two of them were talking to each other, laughing and laughing, and the atmosphere was as happy as a kitten stretching out its paws to play and play.

The whole second floor was filled with a sour smell of love.

After breakfast, Ritsuko stayed alone on the second floor to clean up.

According to her, this house is too messy, as a wife, it is absolutely not allowed to be so untidy.

Fujiwara Xingkong agreed very much.

Go down to the storefront on the first floor alone, go to the desk, turn on the computer, and click on the homepage of your website.

The title of the website is: Detective Office of Strange Talking Things.

The content inside is very simple, only a contact number, and some photos and videos of daily exorcism.

Of course, his true face has not been shown so far.

It has been more than half a year since the website was established, although it has not been taken care of, but with his own drainage on FB and YTB, he has actually obtained a good number of views.

He had just uploaded an old video of exorcism, and there were several comments as soon as he refreshed it.

"High energy ahead!"

"VVVVVVVVV"

"It's just that the face looks scary."

"You're upstairs, don't you know how to turn off the lights?"

"Wouldn't it be better to turn off the lights?"

"That's cool, master, please accept me as a disciple!"

Look, there are sand sculpture netizens and old color critics all over the world.

Besides them, gangsters are also everywhere.

"These are all PS, don't be fooled."

"This must be a scam. If you don't believe me, just wait and see."

"I guess the master's next step is to hold a training class."

Fujiwara Xingkong will not reply to the above comments.

Master Gao Leng's character set must be tense, and it must give people a feeling of being otherworldly.

There are also many people discussing his identity. The most common speculation is that he is a monk from a certain shrine. Some people ask why it can't be a miko wearing men's clothing?
Some people also said that he is a disciple of such and such a big family, which is hype.

Those who are not capable can only guess wildly, and those who are capable will come to the door directly.

When the people who came to the door introduced themselves, they said that they were members of the Nine Divisions, a special department in charge of handling related incidents in China.

He also euphemistically stated that these videos can be posted, but they should not be too scary, as watching them will cause discomfort.Don't send it too realistic, it should make people think it might be a fake.

Jiuke's attitude is very sincere, not artificial.

And there is a reason for their compromise. In the past few years, they also tried their best to prohibit the spread of related supernatural phenomena in society, but as the Internet becomes more and more developed, and the technology of taking pictures on mobile phones is getting higher and higher, these things want to be completely banned. , simply can't do it.

In desperation, they could only make concessions and let some ambiguous information spread on the Internet.

In this regard, Fujiwara Xingkong has no objection.

No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to fight against the state machine, right?

After uploading the video, Fujiwara Xingkong read the book for a while.

Then, I went to play video games.

Even if you have a girlfriend, you can't stop playing games because of it!

During the period, Ritsuko also went downstairs to stay for a while, but soon ran back upstairs to watch the drama with a blushing face.

The main reason is that Fujiwara Xingkong is too unprincipled, and she feels a little embarrassed in broad daylight.

Regarding the matter of the four spirit positions, both parties had a tacit understanding and did not talk about it.

For lunch, I ate bento made in the morning.

For dinner, Ritsuko said that he would wait until he had fully understood the recipe, so he ate a discounted set meal bought at a nearby convenience store.

A fried pork cutlet bento.

Only 500 yen.

Fujiwara Xingkong likes this set meal very much.

Definitely not because it's only 500 yen.

The food is delicious and well balanced, and there is a free miso soup.

Isn't this a great value?

The most important thing is that the original price of this set meal is 700 yen.

Now it's only 500 yen.

It feels like making hundreds of millions.

Thinking about it this way, miso soup, which was originally like washing pot water, tastes even better.

Fujiwara Xingkong shed tears without money while biting the tonkatsu that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Yes.

He is poor.

very poor.

It is now April, and he has just paid the tuition for the second year of high school, and now his total family property is only 11 yen.

According to the standard of living in Tokyo, if you save a little, you can probably live for a month.
The firm's income is very unstable, and it often doesn't receive a single client every month. It is not appropriate to rely on this income.

work part-time.
It is impossible to work part-time, and it is impossible to work part-time in this life.

"Should I ask my uncle for some money?" The thought flashed through his mind, but he quickly rejected it.

Although his uncle Naoto Fujiwara is his guardian and has a certain obligation to support him, he feels sorry for bothering him all the time.

Fujiwara Xingkong is a person who does not have high material needs, and does not have much need for money.

After all, they are all people who like slit girls, and their social needs are definitely different from those of normal people.

But basic living expenses are still needed.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help picking up a copy of the "Japanese Criminal Code".

I plan to study hard.

Time slipped away bit by bit, night fell and neon lights lit up.

A day of doing nothing, just like this.

It's also pretty good, there is no disturbing factor.

The so-called time is quiet and good, that is the situation.

Fujiwara Xingkong stood up, stretched a big lazy waist, and felt calm.

Just when he was about to roll upstairs and have a chat with Ritsuko to comfort his tired body, the phone rang at an inopportune time.

(End of this chapter)