I save beautiful girls in Tokyo

Chapter 135 Even seeing Sadako in broad daylight is scary

Meiyu means two rains a week, one for three days and one for four days.

When going out on Saturday morning, Jingu Makoto felt that the sound of light rain patting the transparent umbrella surface was not pleasant.

'Why is this? '

He used to like listening to the sound of light rain beating the umbrella.

I bought this umbrella at the Family Mart convenience store when it caught up with the discount. It only cost 580 yen, and it has not broken down after three years of use. The quality is very good.

When I got to the corner, I realized the problem.

The umbrella is still the same umbrella, the rain is still the same rain, and the person is still the same person, but the mentality is not the same as before.

Issey Miyake's casual jacket and casual pants, Armani's small stand-up collar shirt, and under his feet are the latest casual leather shoes released by Prada this spring.

This whole body from head to toe costs nearly one million yen, not counting the 5000 million yen super watch on the wrist.

Originally, he was dressed plainly before going out this morning, the summer sportswear suit he used to wear in the past, but Sagiri refused to let him change into this one.

'These clothes are so expensive, it's a waste not to wear them. '

Sagiri's words made sense.

Everyone, Sagiri is getting more and more sensible now, what to wear when going out now is up to Jingong Makoto himself, and Sagiri is up to what Sagiri says, and he finds all the clothes for him and hangs them in the living room.

Look in the mirror before going out, people rely on clothes, the 16-year-old handsome boy is indeed more chic and handsome wearing this famous brand.

Sagiri held her arm for a long time and refused to let go, so that he went out a few minutes late.

Handsome is handsome, which makes the umbrella a bit out of place.

It's not that the appearance doesn't match, the transparent umbrellas look similar, but the price doesn't match.

'Oh, it's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. '

Jingu Makoto felt that such a mentality was very bad.

Xiao Yu is reminding herself.

A man who is destined to reach the pinnacle of the world should not get lost in arrogance, it will only harm himself, and he will not win the love war with Xiaoxiang or even the non-love battle with Ye Yingxue.

Was given one, no, two by that nasty sincere girl.

This is what he tasted when he came home last night.

She did it on purpose or as an excuse, just to let Xiaoxiang discipline herself and embarrass herself.

So what is the motive for committing the crime?

Didn't figure it out.

No words came out of Sagiri's mouth.

Now Sagiri and Ye Yingxue are as good as one person, talking on the phone every night, chattering and not knowing what they are talking about.

But thinking of asking Ye Yingxue for something, he was not so angry anymore.

Another 500 million yen was added to the mobile bank for additional stock investment.

Mrs. Ando's demonstration effect has worked, and the sales of anti-wrinkle essence lotion are obviously expanding. At first, I thought this reward was the most useless, but now it seems that it is the most affordable reward.

Mom has only saved more than 800 million yen in these years, and bought 700 million yen for seven bottles of anti-wrinkle essence, which is not counting the bottle sold to Aunt Kuyoko.

'When there are 70 bottles left in stock, the price will be raised, and when there are 40 bottles left, the price will be raised again, and the last 10 bottles will not be sold for any amount. '

Mother will grow old, Sagiri will grow old, Xiao Xiang will grow old, er, Mrs. Sanada will grow old too, including Ye Yingxue-properly pleasing money-making machines is conducive to increasing wealth.

Keep 10 bottles for future preparation, anyway, the system backpack will keep fresh forever.

Thinking about it in my heart, when the sound of Dangdang's tram coming into the station came, I closed my umbrella and got on the train.

There were obviously fewer passengers on the tram on Saturday, and there were several empty seats. He sat down and took out his mobile phone, and he opened the "Rashomon" e-book.

Using all available time to improve yourself is one of the necessary and sufficient conditions for becoming a handsome guy in Tokyo.

Since acquiring the permanent passive skill [Photographic Memory], my memory has improved significantly compared to before. Not to mention, I can still recall many of the test papers I read yesterday, as if they were imprinted in my mind.

This feeling is quite good, making him look forward to the midterm exam in early June.

It doesn't matter if you take the entrance exam or not, and it doesn't matter how you rank, as long as you can be on top of Ye Yingxue.

After the last time the list was published, he jumped from the sixth floor to the fifth floor of the Xiaoyan apartment twice. If he failed, he would be punished twice. This is what youth should look like.

I will not mention the matter of apologizing to the old man living alone on the fifth floor.

When the tram pulled out of Asakusabashi Station, there were many more passengers and many people were crowded in the aisle. He folded his legs and continued reading with his head down, not paying attention to anything.

When the gentle station announcement said "Ochanomizu ahead", he noticed a pair of white women's flat canvas shoes that seemed to have not been moved for a long time.

He raised his head slowly, his eyes moved up the slender white ankles wrapped in low-waisted white shoes.

I saw two slender and fair legs and a pure white one-piece dress without any pattern, I saw neat and smooth long black hair, I saw a pale oval face and a pair of straight eyes.

Those eyes had been staring at him for an unknown amount of time, and when he looked over, his eyelids lowered, as if he had been completely petrified by Harry Potter, and he remained motionless.

Makoto Jingu shook his hand, and almost dropped his newly bought mobile phone on the ground.

If he hadn't been on a crowded tram, if it hadn't been during the day, and if this girl's dark red lips were a little paler, he would have thought that he was being stared at by Sadako.

The chill rose from his heels, he stood up subconsciously, and walked towards the middle door with the umbrella in hand.

Thinking about it, I met this "Miss Sadako" on a tram half a month ago.

At that time, she was wearing the school uniform of Silver Star, and the feeling of Sadako was already obvious. Today she was dressed in white, and she felt more Sadako than Sadako.

He didn't care about being harassed by the eyes of women on the tram for a long time, and he had encountered various strike-ups a few times, but this girl was too scary.

The image is scary, and the straight eyes are even scarier than the image.

'It was the same last time! '

After making eye contact, she lowered her eyelids, and she remained motionless like a mummy.

Makoto Jingu shivered, passed through the passengers, and got off at the middle door.

The cool raindrops floated on his face, reminding him that this is not some urban ghost drama, and the chill eased a little.

He didn't leave the platform and continued to wait for the East-West Line tram. His sensitive nervous system told him that the chill was getting stronger again.

He turned his head subconsciously, and saw the pair of straight eyes behind him.

Seeing him looking over, "Miss Sadako" lowered her eyelids and remained motionless again.

"hiss……"

Jingu Makoto took a breath, turned around slowly, and an ominous premonition hit his heart.

'Didn't I meet a ghost in broad daylight? '

Pay close attention to the situation behind her, and the other passengers also avoid her, which means that everyone can see her, and she is not a ghost.

He lowered his head and looked back, only to find that she was nowhere to be seen.

'ah! ...oh, and neither did I. '

There is no shadow of anyone on a rainy day.

In less than 2 minutes, the Tozai Line tram pulled into the station, Makoto Jingu got on the train, and "Miss Sadako" got on the train after him.

During the 9-minute drive, as long as he turned his head, he could see those straight eyes.

Then there is the lowering of the eyelids.

Fortunately, when the tram swayed, her body also swayed, otherwise Makoto Jingong would have wondered if she was floating.

When Yin Yu got off the bus, he felt those eyes still staring at his back, so he simply ran with his umbrella in his hand, and turned his head subconsciously.

Fortunately, "Miss Sadako" walked with the footsteps of a normal person, and did not float over like a shadow.

Jingu Makoto let out a long breath, crossed the side street, turned up the ramp, and ran into the school gate.

　Thanks to the book friend 20200225135631074 for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)