My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 81 Talking in the ward, everything will pass.

"Well"

The dazzling white light made Fujiwara Hoshiku involuntarily squint his eyes.

After getting used to it, it slowly opened, and there was a clean white room in sight.

Everything that the eyes can see is white, giving people a sense of cleanliness and peace of mind.

Sure enough, it was in the hospital.

He moved his eyes and found that Niijima, who had changed into a clean school uniform, was really lying on the bedside, probably asleep, but his eyebrows were frowned, and the tip of his nose twitched from time to time.

Having a nightmare?

Fujiwara Xingkong didn't wake her up, the effect of the anesthetic hadn't expired, and she was still a little dizzy, so she could only stare at the ceiling blankly, thinking about some nonsense things.

He has always admired Niijima Ma and the others, members of the nine divisions.

It can even be said to be admiration.

So even though they had been investigating him for more than two years, Fujiwara Hoshizora only felt a little awkward, not too unhappy.

They have been fulfilling their responsibilities and they are the so-called heroes.

Fujiwara Hoshikora has never had a sense of responsibility and would even defend himself roguely.

To a certain extent, being able to have no sense of responsibility at all requires a kind of rogue wisdom.

There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering, irresponsibility!
Put down the butcher knife, irresponsible!
Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, I am responsible, and responsibility is mine.

What if the negative is positive?

But where in the world are there people who don't need to be responsible? At least, taxes have to be paid.

"How do you feel?" Niijima's sleepy voice interrupted Fujiwara's thoughts.

He half-closed his eyes and looked over. With short brown hair, complex pupil lines, slender shoulders and neck, he looked more and more like an old woman who was ten years younger.

"It's much better. You can leave the hospital after the anesthetic wears off."

"How can it be so fast, at least wait for the wound to heal."

"Isn't it stitched?"

"You have to wait for the stitches."

"I still have to go to school."

Niijima was really angry and funny, and complained: "Why didn't I see you like going to school so much before?"

"Because I just recently discovered that my head teacher is so pretty."

"Fujiwara Xingkong, teacher-student romance is forbidden."

"Please, who do you take me for?"

"My sister said that you are very playful and very lecherous."

Fujiwara Hoshizora: "..."

To a certain extent, this is really hard to argue with.

Niijima took a deep look at him, and his tone became serious: "Fujiwara."

She asked: "Tell me the truth, you are not sure about defeating Celty, right?"

"Oh, did you notice it?" Fujiwara Hoshikora pretended to laugh in surprise, "Haha, I thought my acting skills were great."

"Idiot, where do you get your confidence from?"

He smiled lightly: "Just hide all your unconfidence."

Niijima looked at his clear pupils, and at his reflection in them.

Fujiwara Xingkong turned his head and looked away from her.

"The people who race with Celty will definitely be killed by her. The reason why I don't let Ishigami and the others get close is because I don't want them to get involved."

"Similarly, I didn't plan to play this game tonight. I just wanted to hide behind and follow from a distance. But there is no way, who asked you to be on the scene, I can't just watch you being killed by her Alright."

"So, I can only take a gamble. I bet that Celty will be merciful to me. The result is not bad. I was right, wasn't I?"

Niijima showed a helpless expression, "If you make a wrong bet, you will die!"

"To protect my sister, just die."

"Who is the younger sister, what nonsense are you talking about!" Niijima gritted his teeth and emphasized again: "I am one year older than you!"

"I know, I know." Fujiwara Xingkong said casually, and changed the topic: "You didn't tell your sister about my injury, did you?"

"Not yet. She didn't answer the phone call just now. I contacted Sendagaya's headquarters, and they said that my sister is still abbot of the combat meeting."

Fujiwara Hoshizora looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was 2 o'clock in the morning.

Is there a battle meeting at this point in time?
I'm a little worried.

"Xiaozhen, what's the situation in the Sendagaya Tunnel, can you tell me about it?"

Nine subjects have confidentiality regulations, how can I tell you, an outsider, that Niijima really struggled for a while, and then chose to tell the truth.

"The inside of the tunnel is sealed by the demon power domain, and we can't know what's going on inside now."

"Two batches of fighters went in before and after, a total of 28 people. So far, only one person has successfully returned. And that person is still in a state of serious injury and coma for the time being. Our current information is still zero."

Fujiwara Hoshikora was a little strange and couldn't help but ask: "Why send people to die? Can't we just apply for artillery strikes from the Self-Defense Forces? Even a great demon with a spiritual power of over [-] points cannot withstand the dense carpet. Let's bomb."

"Do you think we want the team members to die in vain?" Niijima shook his head and smiled wryly, "First: The Sendagaya Tunnel is located in a downtown area, and it is impossible to carry out large-scale firepower strikes."

"Secondly, above the tunnel is Xianshouyuan. There are too many important people buried in the cemetery there, and it doesn't mean that it can be bombed."

After listening to her words, Fujiwara Xingkong fell into deep thought.

The land of Sendagaya Tunnel was donated by the Tokugawa family, and the land of Senjuin was also donated by them.

As the predecessor of Tokyo, the founder of Edo, the Tokugawa family has been operating here for more than 200 years. It can be said that every piece of land here belonged to them at the beginning.

On the top of the Sendagaya Tunnel is the cemetery of Senjuin, which can also be said to be the cemetery of the Tokugawa family.The source of all kinds of supernatural phenomena in the past must be the ghosts in the cemetery, so there is no need to think about it.

It's just why the spiritual masters of Jiuke and the major shrines in Tokyo didn't deal with this?

Also, it was just some supernatural events before, why did this event suddenly become so troublesome?

"Xiao Zhen." Fujiwara Hoshizora asked aloud: "Why don't you find a way to move the entire cemetery of Senjuin?"

Niijima gave him a blank look, "That's the private territory of the temple, what can I do if people don't want to move it?"

The evil private ownership Fujiwara Xingkong smiled helplessly. In the island country, almost all shrines and temples are private territories. In many cases, it is difficult for even the cabinet to intervene in some internal affairs of Shinto and Buddhism, let alone the nine divisions. You can force your way in.

I don't know if this incident is related to the Xianshouyuan Cemetery?
The specific situation can only be known after the member of the Ninth Division who escaped from the tunnel wakes up.

Time slipped away bit by bit, and soon it was three o'clock in the morning, the lights in the ward were still bright, and the smell of disinfectant was still pungent.

The conversation between the two never stopped.

"Tell me quickly, what's the matter with you and sister, I don't believe that sister will like you!"

Fujiwara Xingkong sneered and said, "Don't worry about children so much about adults' affairs."

"You are really disgusting!"

"It's okay, your sister likes it."

Niijima really clenched his fist, "If it weren't for the fact that you are the wounded, I would definitely kill you now."

After saying this, she suddenly remembered something, panicked, and her eyes became a little dodgy.

"Actually... when you and Xia Xilin first came into contact, someone from the high-level department of the Ninth Division wanted to kill you."

"Oh?" Fujiwara Xingkong was a little confused, but he never noticed this, and he didn't realize that anyone was going to shoot him.

"Then why didn't you come and kill me?"

Niijima lowered his head and said weakly: "Didn't I send you a death tape?"

"So you wanted to kill me, it's so sad." Fujiwara Xingkong exaggeratedly made an angry expression, but his heart was filled with joy.

Are you sure this is to kill me, not give your sister a cuckold?
"I can't help it. I was asked to send it by the superior." Niijima pouted and said aggrievedly: "And who asked you to provoke that monster Xia Xilin? Few people who are related can end well."

"Okay, don't talk about this." Fujiwara Xingkong waved his hand, feeling inexplicably irritable.

Niijima showed extraordinary stubbornness on this issue, "Why can't you say, you don't really like her, do you?"

"Fujiwara Hoshikora, I don't care what you are thinking. If you don't want to stand on the opposite side of me and my sister, then please don't have anything to do with Xia Xirin. It's absolutely not allowed!"

She is serious.

Fujiwara Hoshikong has been looking at her, at her short brown hair, at her round earlobes, at her slender body, at the determination in her eyes.

It's really hard to deal with people, he thought, and replied calmly: "I don't have anything to do with her anymore, let the past go."

Yes, let the past be the past.

The passage of time is a therapy, and perhaps redemption, equally granted to everyone.

Today, I can neither talk about happiness nor misfortune.

So far in the so-called "human world", the only thing I am willing to regard as the truth is this sentence.

Everything will pass.

(End of this chapter)