My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 88 Single love words in the ears of others

Miss Celty Sturluson is not human.

She was a brave knight during her lifetime. Because she died on the battlefield, her head was cut off by the enemy, so every night when the moon was dark and the wind was high, he would ride a horse that was also an undead haunting Sleepy Hollow, everywhere. Looking for his lost head, and whenever he sees someone who looks similar to himself in his lifetime, he will behead his head and bring it back.

She was originally in Ireland, but 20 years ago, she woke up from her deep sleep and found that she had lost many memories.

The only remaining memory is the identity of the Headless Horseman and the name Celty Sturluson.

Relying on the remaining breath of the "head", she traced her head all the way, and finally found that the head seemed to have left Ireland, so she followed it across the sea and arrived in Tokyo.

At the beginning, Celty was still the original headless horseman, riding a headless war horse, wearing hard armor, and holding a sharp long sword.

However, as more and more light novels and video games in the island country include the image of the Headless Horseman, among young people, especially game and novel lovers, a new type of urban legend of the Headless Horseman is gradually being born.

Wearing a black motorcycle jacket and a cute Pikachu helmet, he rides a black motorcycle late at night and harvests heads with a huge scythe.

And Celty, who came to Tokyo from Ireland, unknowingly changed the armor on his body into a black jacket, the long sword in his hand into a sickle, and changed from a knight on a horse to a knight on a motorcycle.

Hmm. My figure has also become very good unconsciously.

I don't hate it, but it still feels weird.

I am an urban legend, what's the use of having such a good figure?
In a small apartment with bare walls on the top floor of an unfinished building.

Celti sat on the sofa, using the tablet in his hand, to communicate with Ishigamigawa who was sitting opposite.

"Miss Selti, since you have no head, you naturally have no eyes. So how do you observe the world?"

Celty typed on the tablet: [Look carefully. ]
"Well, can you be more intuitive?"

[Sorry, I don't quite understand what's going on. ]
Celti really didn't know why it became like this. Although she didn't have a head, her world did have sights, sounds, and even smells.She can see everything in this world clearly, and her field of vision is wider and more detailed than that of humans, and she can distinguish very subtle differences in color and details.

There is very little information. Ishigamichuan wrote a few lines in his notebook, and then asked: "How long has Miss Celty been in Tokyo, have you been looking for your own head?"

[I have been looking for it for 20 years. ]
"Any clues?"

[No. ]
In the 20 years since I came to Tokyo, although I can detect the breath of the head, it is as faint as a wisp of fragrance. I can only roughly know that it is in the Ikebukuro area, but it is difficult to find the correct location.

Damn it, it's obviously near here.

Celti could only feel gnashing of teeth in his heart, and continued to search for his head day after day.

"I said." Ishigami bit his pen and asked cautiously: "I'm just a hypothesis, don't be angry."

"I said what would you do if you couldn't find your head?"

Celti thought for a while, then typed out truthfully on the tablet: [I don't know. ]
Even if it took several years, decades, she did not hesitate.Because my current memory can only be traced back to the day I woke up 20 years ago, and the memories before that are all sealed in my head.

If she doesn't have the memories of the past, she doesn't know what meaning she has in this world.

"Besides the head, are there other things that you care about, or do you care about?"

Celty hesitated for a moment, but still chose to answer truthfully.

[Not before, but maybe now. ]
"Why has Miss Celty's recent activities become much more frequent than before?"

[Maybe it's because the days are boring. ]
"Does it feel like Miss Celty wants to live like an ordinary person?"

[Haven't thought about it, but don't mind trying. ]
"Looking forward to dating?"

Celty's hand holding the tablet trembled.

[......]
[Mr. Fujiwara asked you to ask? ]
"Haha." Ishigamichuan laughed awkwardly, "No, I want to know. I want the characters to be fuller, so the psychological changes of the characters are essential."

Celty didn't ask further, just about to answer his question.

"Oh, Celty, I kept you waiting."

Fujiwara Hoshizora and Saito Asuka walked in from the door each carrying two large bags of ingredients.

"It's all Saito's fault. We insisted on buying cuttlefish balls, which made us visit a few more stores."

"Fujiwara, it's obvious that you wasted time playing claw machines on the street, okay?"

"Saito, can you see the occasion when you speak!"

Fujiwara Hoshikora smiled and cursed, took out a ten-centimeter Pikachu doll from the bag, and shook it towards Celty, "Look, this is the result of my hard work."

Celty's voice rang in his ears.

"Give it to me?"

"Of course, I clipped it specially for your helmet, and it only took ten coins to clip it out. I'm good."

"Ten times? It doesn't sound like much."

"That's not the point." Fujiwara Xingkong put the ingredients on the table, took the doll and handed it to Serti.

"The point is, this represents my heart for you."

Celti held the doll in both hands, and there was a feeling of embarrassment and bewilderment in the empty helmet.

Ishigami and Saito suddenly felt very full now, and completely lost interest in the next hot pot.

In the name of continuing to help your classmates, you ended up being a bitch the whole time?

Isn't this tricking the dog into killing it!
The two singles used the bottled water they bought to wash the ingredients in the kitchen. Fujiwara Hoshizora and Celty sat next to each other on the sofa and watched "The Matrix" on their tablets.

Ishigami and Saito couldn't hear Celti's voice, so they could only hear the voice of Fujiwara Xingkong alone.

"Are you actually worried that AI will become a spirit and lead to the destruction of mankind?"

"Do you panic every time you think about aliens or high technology?"

“Are you worried that the predictions of the end of the world are true?”

"Celty's idea is really cute."

"Hahaha, it's not that you're stupid, but I think you're so cute."

"Mumeng means praise, which is a higher level of praise than cuteness."

"Don't look at me like that. I haven't praised anyone except you. I, Fujiwara Xingkong, won't lie."

"Oh, it hurts. What did you use to prick me?"

"At times like this, you should be like a human girl and be so moved that you throw yourself into my arms."

"So what if he has no head? Celty is an individual with independent thoughts and a simple and lovely heart. Isn't that enough?"

"Why do you think about the future? Even if the island country sinks in the future, it will not prevent you from being in my arms now."

"May I kiss you, beautiful Miss Celty?"

"Well, even through the helmet, you must feel "love"."

"If you were a human, you would be moved to tears right now, but Celty, you stabbed me again."

"I learned it all from TV. I haven't practiced it at all, believe me."

"I am devoted to Celty."

"How is it possible? I like your pure personality very much. It is because of this that I can spend this quiet time with Celty."

"This world is complicated, and no one knows whether the tranquility will be broken in the next second."

"So, while the world is at peace now, let's cultivate our relationship quickly."

"Let's continue with what we did just now. It hurts. It hurts! I'm not happy. I'll stab you next time!"

"Don't think I'll let you go just because you're an urban legend!"

"Well, why are you unhappy? There's nothing wrong with urban legends."

"It doesn't matter if you're a goblin, or a weird one, or even an angel."

"Because to me, Celti is a living miracle."

"It's the miracle of love."

The carrot in Ishigamichuan's hand suddenly broke in two.

The cuttlefish balls in Saito Asuka's hand scattered all over the floor.

The two looked at each other, and they both let out a "Wow".

The little kitchen is filled with the smell of lemons.

(End of this chapter)