My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 60
Fujiwara Xingkong didn't stay long, turned around and went out, and walked into the second room.

Watanabe Yaoyang was not so fast, he held up his mobile phone and snapped snaps in the room.

The room is really full of paintings of cats, of cat heads bursting out of potted plants, of half of cats flying like smoke from the gaps in the walls and ceilings, and of several pairs of cat-like eyes emerging from the darkness.

It is completely impossible to see that this is a painting by an innocent child. The painting is full of surrealism, vigor, and an indescribably terrifying atmosphere.

The more you shoot, the more evil you feel.

Watanabe Yaoyang shivered, ran out quickly, and followed into the second room.

This Western-style room with about ten tatami mats should be the bedroom of the Saeki couple, with gorgeous art lamps hanging from the ceiling.

The large double bed is placed by the window, flanked by beautiful bedside tables with a pair of earthenware bedside lamps with white shades.

Everything seems to have been sprinkled with a layer of white ashes by time, freezing the happy memories of the former residents.

In a corner of the bedroom, there is a computer with a dust jacket on a table, and a brown scrapbook and a few photos next to the computer.

In the slightly wrinkled photo, there is a man and woman who look like a couple, and a little boy holding a cat, who should be their son.The women in the photos are all girls in white clothes with long hair.

That was Sabo Kayako. Watanabe Yaoyang was so nervous that his pores were sweating.

The eldest sister of the urban legend. Can it not be scary?

Although he was in a panic, but out of the instinct of a member of the Ninth Division, he still took pictures one after another seriously with trembling hands.

In the deepest part of the entrance on the second floor is a utility room about the size of eight tatami mats, which is probably not in use now.Several pieces of furniture, cardboard boxes, and magazines were neatly placed in the corners of the room.

Watanabe Yaoyang stood at the door, and an indescribably unpleasant stench came to his nostrils along with the turbid air, and he suddenly felt dizzy and a little dizzy.

The stench of corpses?
how is this possible.

Watanabe Yaoyang felt funny about his whim.But because of the stiff cheek muscles, he couldn't smile freely.

But this assumption is not wrong. It is indeed the smell produced when meat is putrid and when the muscles of mammals are decomposed by bacteria after death.

Fujiwara Xingkong leaned against the door, pointed at the closet inside and smiled: "Go, open that."

He knew what was inside.

The reason why this member of the Nine Sections was brought in was simply because he didn't want to get his hands dirty.

If someone has tools and doesn't use them, he's not that stupid.

Watanabe Yaoyang approached the closet, only to find that there was tape on the closet door. He hadn't noticed this at all just now, and now he discovered the problem.

This is a bit contrary to common sense. If you do this, you will not be able to open and close the closet?
Just as Watanabe Yaoyang was muttering to himself in his heart, a sound came from his ear.

Ka Ka Ka Ka
Who?
The fear that instantly covered his whole body made him feel like urinating.

Ka Ka Ka Ka
Huh?Is it in there?Is it in that closet?
That's right.The sound of grabbing something was indeed coming from the closet.

Watanabe Yaoyang tremblingly approached the closet and put his hand on the sliding door.

At this time "meow"

He couldn't help but startled when a cat meowed from inside the closet.

cat?Cat in the closet?

"Meow meow."

That's right, a cat was locked in a closet.

Watanabe Yaoyang cried for help, and cast a look of help at the Fujiwara starry sky at the door.

In this regard, Fujiwara Xingkong only replied: "The best way to overcome fear is to face fear."

Watanabe Yaoyang hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, took off the tape on the sliding door of the closet, and opened the door.

The quilt that had been stuffed haphazardly rolled out and fell at his feet, and the quilt was stained with traces of sauces such as soy sauce.

Is it stained with sauces such as soy sauce?
No. That's not soy sauce or bechamel...it's blood.

It's just that Yaoyang Watanabe didn't quite understand why the blood stains had dried up for a long time, but it tasted like it had just been taken out of a blood vessel.

He carefully peeked into the closet, but it was so dark that he couldn't see clearly, and he could see something wrapped in a plastic bag.

Watanabe Yaoyang took out a saber and carefully separated the plastic bag.

Then, there, there was a woman's face.

Even if he had made enough mental preparations, Watanabe Yaoyang was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he urinated on the spot.

"Senior Fujiwara." He turned his head while crying and begged, "I can't do it anymore."

Fujiwara Hoshizo shook his head.

He could only turn back bit by bit, with an expression ready to die heroically.

As soon as he returned his gaze to the closet, Watanabe Yaoyang was frightened again in an instant.

On the upper shelf of the closet, a little black cat squatted on a low pile of quilts.

The sudden light that shone in made the kitten unable to open its eyes for a moment.Then, it made a faint "meow" sound to Watanabe Yaoyang.

"What... so it's really a cat, don't scare me... well, come out quickly." Watanabe Yaoyang smiled bluntly, and stretched out his hand to fish out the black cat.

As a result, the black cat disappeared as soon as his fingers touched it.

Watanabe Yaoyang blinked, and fell into serious doubts about his life.

Before he could figure out whether the cat was named Schrödinger, a strong rancid smell wafted from the closed closet.

…it stinks.

He muttered something to himself, and suddenly saw a boy in the blind corner of the sliding door.

"Ah!" Watanabe Yaoyang let out a shrill scream, and quickly dodged away.

"Who, who are you!" He yelled loudly as he stepped back.

The pale-skinned Toshio jumped out of the closet and was about to kill the man who entered the house.

Fujiwara Hoshikora stopped in front of him.

Junxiong looked at this man's face and remembered that man who was not afraid of his mother that night.

"Little Junxiong, we meet again."

"Ah, big brother."

Fujiwara Xingkong corrected: "I want to call you Uncle, Uncle Fujiwara."

"Also, the one behind is called Uncle Watanabe."

Junxiong seemed very unhappy and turned his head stubbornly.

Coax the kids, be patient.

Fujiwara Xingkong rubbed Toshio's little head, and said softly, "Where's mom?"

Junxiong turned his face away and did not answer.

Watanabe Yaoyang behind him was so frightened that he didn't even dare to breathe.

The atmosphere was silent for a long time before I heard Junxiong say with some panic: "Mom. Mommy. She's gone."

Fujiwara Hoshizora fell into deep thought.

It seems that Sadako and Kayako fought fiercely that night. Did they both die together?Or, like in the movie, get a virgin coconut?
If so, that would be wonderful, childlike face and big breasts Sadako + married woman Kayako, double the happiness.

But movies are movies after all, and reality is so nonsense.

The high probability is that both of them disappeared for the time being, and after a while, they will be resurrected within their respective rules.

"Toshio, mom will be back soon." Fujiwara Xingkong glanced at the messy house and said seductively, "Let's clean the house together and wait for mom to come back, shall we?"

"Okay!" Hearing his mother's promise that he would come back, the innocent Toshio smiled very happily.

I just don't know if he can still laugh if he knows that this man is trying to trick his mother.

(End of this chapter)