Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 25 When I can give you my life is no longer just empty words
During that period, Fujiang's mentality was extremely distorted.

Many of Takagi's actions are unacceptable to ordinary people, and even arouse public outrage.

But in Fukie's eyes at that time, the things Takagi did with his own cells gave her enough pleasure to make her heart, which was broken and numb because of her parents, and to help her forget that memory.

The incident at the waterfall pool led to Fukue ending her cooperation with Takagi and killing Takagi.

Takagi excitedly approached Fukue one day, needing enough of her flesh and blood tissue for an experiment. At that time, Fukue, whose humanity was gradually fading, didn't think much of it.

She simply asked him to record the experimental process so she could admire it, and then lay down on the operating table, letting Takagi cut off a section of her forearm.

However, what Fukie didn't expect was that after Takagi used Fukie's cells to infect others, he gradually became dissatisfied with bringing fear and torment to a person or a family.

Instead, he wanted to use Fukie's abilities to destroy a village.

Although Fujiang's mind was already very twisted at that time, she had not lost her rationality.

The first thought was that this matter would attract the violent forces of the official authorities, and in order to avoid fatal trouble, Fukie immediately spoke up to stop Takagi's actions.

However, Takagi not only refused, but also used methods to dismember Fukue and soak her in a specially made container filled with sulfuric acid to inhibit her growth.

Moreover, Takagi somehow obtained a drug that could drive people mad and implanted it into Fukue's cells.

The infected Fujang cells were thrown into the waterfall pool, and the newly generated Fujang cells all became abnormally violent.

They unleashed their abilities without restraint, luring almost all the young men in the small village with the beautiful waterfall into the lake, and then killing them all.

Subsequently, under the influence of Takagi's special drug, the berserk split entities began to grow wildly.

Standing on the cliff, Takagi, the mastermind behind it all, watched his beautiful creations emerge one by one from the bottom of the pool. His face contorted with excitement, he took out paper and pen and began to record the series of changes.

According to his plan, after destroying the small village, the split groups would begin killing each other.

After everything is over, nothing will be left behind, and no one will be able to trace you back.

The plan was brilliant, but Takagi forgot that Fukue and the split individuals would certainly want to kill each other to ensure their uniqueness.

However, they were well aware that once they exposed their uniqueness to the insurmountable state authorities, they would face the fate of the name 'Fujiang' and everything it represented.

So, having clearly realized that Takagi, this madman, would threaten their existence sooner or later, for the first time, the split individuals harbored murderous intent towards the same target.

So, amidst Takagi's panicked and bewildered screams, the splits quickly passed through the village and found Takagi, who, realizing things were out of control, immediately tried to hide in his car.

Takagi truly lived up to his reputation as a madman; he was ruthless not only to Fukie and the split body, but also to himself.

Even when the split members cornered the door of the safe house in the forest, Takagi used his knowledge of Fukue to lure them into his carefully prepared trap.

The affected area was nearly 100 meters wide, filled with a massive amount of white phosphorus.

The ignited white phosphorus caused the splitting organisms to let out terrible screams, and even Takagi, who was hiding deep underground, was injured all over by the high temperature.

When everything had settled down, Takagi, whose skin and flesh were burned and who looked mottled and terrifying, looked at his masterpiece and let out an excited, ferocious laugh.

He thought he had successfully killed Fukie, this monster that he could never kill.
However, he forgot that Fu Jiang, whom he had imprisoned long ago, had not died, and even controlled the Nightingale he had once patronized to rescue him.

With a gunshot, the arrogant and triumphant Takagi fell backward in the middle of the barren forest.

"Wait, you killed him with a gun, not by controlling him to commit suicide with your abilities?!"

As the story neared its end, seeing Uta Kasyapa's surprised expression, Fue rolled her eyes and pinched him.

"I am confident in my abilities, but I'm not stupid. Knowing there are more scientific and faster methods, why would I risk controlling a mentally ill person?"

After saying that, Fu Jiang stretched lazily.

There was a secret, but after thinking about it, Fu Jiang decided not to tell him.

That is, in order to leave no eyewitness accounts, Fu Jiang carried out a very thorough cleanup afterwards.
"On another note, I should thank him. Without him, I don't know how long I would have had to hide from my split personalities."

Uta Kassapa blinked in confusion, not expecting that the real-world storyline of Fukie would be like this.

Just as he was feeling somewhat lost, Fujang suddenly leaned on his shoulder.

"Hey~ if you don't believe me, how about we go to a love hotel to verify it~?"

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Uta Kasyapa quickly pushed Fue away. Fue, who was pushed away, looked very unhappy and slapped Uta Kasyapa's shoulder several times.

"Disappointing, let's go home!"

Fujang got up and left without saying a word, completely disregarding whether Uta Kasyapa could keep up.

Along the way, it was obvious to everyone that Fukie was very angry, and several people even told Uta Kasyapa to cherish this beautiful girl.

Uta Kassapa could only respond with a wry smile.

"Hey, you guys are back from playing?"

"Ah."

Matsushima Yuko, who was sitting in the doorway basking in the sun, looked at Fukie, who was returning home with a blank expression, and then at Uta Kasyapa, who had a worried look on his face, and smiled kindly.

"It's okay, she'll be fine after a while." "No way, she won't be fine this time!"

Looking at Fukie, who turned her head and shouted a rebuttal, Matsushima Yuko waved and smiled, telling Uta Kasaya to go back first.

After chatting for a few minutes with Fukue's grandmother, Matsushima Yuko, Uta Kasyapa had no choice but to return home.

"Ah, youth is wonderful!"

With a sigh, Yuko Matsushima shakily carried the chair back home.

At the door of Fue's bedroom, Matsushima Yuko looked at Fue, who was sullen and had her face buried in the pillow, and quietly walked over and sat down by the bed.

"Did you two have a fight?"

"Um"

"Because of what?"

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Faced with Fukie's silence, Matsushima Yuko fanned herself and her granddaughter with a palm-leaf fan.

He has never been willing to be officially with me.

Matsushima Yuko was taken aback by what she heard, and then made a gesture to get up unhappily.

"That brat has become more and more unruly since Hanako passed away. Just wait, Grandma will teach him a lesson!"

"Grandma, no!"

Upon hearing this, Fukie anxiously grabbed her grandmother, while Matsushima Yuko chuckled and patted her head.

Are there any concerns?

"Um"

Do you know why?

"Um"

Yuko Matsushima nodded, and after a moment spoke softly.

"Can't it be resolved now?"

"Um"

"Troublesome?"

"Um"

Looking at the sullen Fue, Matsushima Yuko sat down beside her.

"So, does he like you?"

Recalling the scene of Uta Kasyapa's impulsive kiss on her, Fukie smiled, pursing her lips.

"like."

"Hehe, does my beautiful granddaughter like him?"

"I like it too."

Seeing Fukie's shy expression, yet her unwavering honesty of her feelings, Matsushima Yuko smiled and spoke kindly.

"Then let time do its work. As long as you care about each other, the problem will be solved sooner or later, and then you can get back together."

"But what if we can't solve this? What if he ultimately doesn't choose me?"

Yuko Matsushima looked at Fukie, who seemed anxious and uncertain, and gently pulled her close to her shoulder.

"Grandma, although I don't know how much you all like each other, but..."

"The scars on Kasyapa's body are enough to prove how much he likes you, aren't they?"

Upon hearing this, Fujiang sat up straight and looked at her grandmother with surprise.

Grandma, how did you know?

Matsushima Yuko looked at the surprised Fukie and patted her hand with a kind smile.

"Grandma is old and can't help you much anymore. I don't know exactly what happened that day of the rainstorm, but how could Grandma forget that tattered, blood-stained, and torn dress that you secretly threw away?"

Hearing her grandmother's soft words, Fujang's eyes trembled.

"grandmother."

At Fukie's soft call, Matsushima Yuko chuckled.

"When I can give you my life without it being just empty words, then I will firmly and without doubt cling to him, hold him tight, and steadfastly head towards the end of life."

(End of this chapter)