Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 32 I want to give Kasyapa a gift.

"Uta Kasyapa, have you finished the proposal I asked for?!"

Early on a weekend morning, Fukie, dressed in light casual clothes, stood with her hands on her hips at Uta Kasyapa's house, her long, white legs alluring.

There's no sound. Where did they go?

After waiting for a while without any movement, Fujō went to Uta Kasyapa's room with a puzzled look.

Looking at the curtains fluttering in the breeze and the already cold bed, Fujang went straight to the small villa where Little Fujang was located on the desk.

"Wake up, where did Kasyapa go?"

I shook the villa, thinking it would wake Xiao Fujang, but just like before, there was no sound.

Fujang blinked blankly, then immediately asked Little Fujang in her mind.

"Where have you been?"

On the bustling street, Fukie, who was hiding in Uta Kasyapa's chest pocket with two small holes cut out as observation windows, heard the question in her mind.

“We are in 2-chome now. Kasyapa said he wanted to take me out for some fresh air.”

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Fukie, who was in Uta Kasyapa's bedroom, was taken aback by what she heard, and then her face suddenly fell.

"He wanted to let you get some fresh air, but why didn't he think about letting me get some fresh air too! Bastard!"

Listening to Fujang's complaints in her mind, and ignoring the numerous messages Fujang sent to harass her, Xiao Fujang unilaterally cut off contact with Fujang and happily observed everything around her.

Looking at the objects around him, magnified many times over, and the pedestrians who seemed like giants passing by Uta Kasyapa.

What a wonderful view!
Leaning against Uta Kasyapa's chest, Xiao Fujiang grabbed a sunflower seed that he had already peeled and held it in her hand like a squirrel, happily looking around at the world.

"Hello, does your store hire part-time staff?"

"Huh, a part-time job?"

The waiter looked at the handsome Uta Kasyapa and turned to call the manager.

The store manager looked at Utakata, who was wearing a baseball cap and looked like a college student.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, our store isn't hiring any part-time staff right now."

"excuse me."

No matter how developed society becomes, finding a job is never an easy problem, especially when it comes to finding a job for Jia Yezi.

Most shops require part-time workers to have certain communication skills. In order to better suit Jia Yezi, Yudaka Ye could only try to find shops similar to bookstores.

However, unlike convenience stores, which require a certain number of staff, bookstores or video stores have relatively fixed staff.

Uta Kassapa asked around all morning but couldn't find a suitable one.

In a deserted corner of the park, Utakayo simply ate bread and drank mineral water to finish his lunch.

"Kasyapa, are you short of money?"

Little Fujang cautiously looked around to make sure there was no risk before peeking out, as if she were stealing something. The little thing's actions and expressions made Uta Kasyapa smile at first, and then shake his head.

"I'm not short of money. My novel has already been published, and I earn nearly 50 yuan in royalties every month."

"Oh"

"Then why do you want to find a part-time job?"

Uta Kassapa casually picked up a green leaf from the ground and examined its veins.

"It was found for Jia Yezi, based on her family situation."

After explaining to Xiao Fujang about Jia Yezi's parents' indifferent attitude of not caring whether she lived or died, Xiao Fujang frowned.

How could parents be like this?

Uta Kassapa patted Fukie's head and smiled helplessly.

Her parents' actions led Jia Yezi to become withdrawn and silent, and society's disdain for people like her fueled her resentment. Her death and subsequent encounter with the cursed spirit were almost inevitable.

"Let's go, next one."

"Kasyapa, you're so kind~"

With a sigh, listening to the various complaints and rebukes of Uta Kasyapa in the communication sent through Fujang's mind as she forcibly broke through her blockade, little Fujang pouted unhappily.

"Fujiang is truly heartless."

Fue, far away at Uta Kasyapa's home.

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While Uta Kassapa was busy finding a job for Kayano, Kayano, who had gotten up early before dawn to scavenge for a living, returned home.

I don't know why, but my father isn't home today.

Jia Yezi thought for a moment, then began to tidy up the mess in the living room. She put the recyclable trash into her recycling bag and threw the rest into the outside trash can.

I glanced in the direction of Utada Kasyapa's house, wondering what Kasyapa-kun was doing today. I really wanted to see him.
But what right or qualification did I have to go to him?

With this thought in mind, Jia Yezi returned home feeling dejected.

Opening the refrigerator, Jia Yezi took out the leftovers and heated them up. She then cooked a simple bowl of rice and ate the leftovers with Xiao Hei to finish their meal.

"Let's go pick some wild vegetables this afternoon."

"Meow~"

Looking at the little black dog squatting on the ground eating, Jia Yezi patted its back.

Jia Yezi seemed not to see the food in the refrigerator, because it didn't belong to her; it belonged to her parents.

If you use a little rice, oil, and seasonings, your parents usually won't notice.

But if she used their ingredients, her father would get angry, scold her, and tell her to ask her mother to buy them for her, and then kick her out of the house.

The mother would then tell her to go to the father, get the money, and buy another one to put back in the refrigerator.

However, neither her mother nor her father would give her any money.
Under the bridge arch by the river, Jia Yezi was squatting on the bank, quickly washing the wild vegetables she had picked that day, while Xiao Hei lay beside her like a dog, panting with its tongue lolling out.

"Shepherd's purse, dandelion, water celery, it's too much trouble to go into the mountains every time, otherwise we could pick some snow country mountain vegetables to eat."

"Meow~"

Xiao Hei would respond to every word Jia Yezi said.

As Jia Yezi returned home with the wild vegetables she had picked that day, the sight of two elementary school students caught her attention.

"Here, this is a gift for you, to thank you for doing my homework."

"Hmph, you think you can bribe me with just an ice cream? I won't write for you next time!"

Watching the two children, a boy and a girl, playing together, especially the ice cream, a thought suddenly popped into Jia Yezi's mind.

I want to give Kasyapa a gift.

But what should I give him?

After thinking for a long time, unable to think of what she owned or what she could give away, Jia Yezi walked home dejectedly, just in time to run into Uta Kasyapa, who had just returned from the city.

"Jia Yezi" (佳椰).

"Kasyapa-kun~"

Uta Kassapa looked up at Kayanoko, who was staring at him, and sensed a hint of resentment in Kayanoko's earlier dejected expression.
Shaking his head to dispel the thoughts in his mind, Uta Kassapa took a business card and handed it to Kayanoko.

"You'll be reporting to this address tomorrow. It's a part-time job at a bookstore. The job is simple: clean the store once a day, and handle the checkout when customers buy books. You won't need to interact with customers much; that's all you need to do."

As the sun set, Uta Kasyapa was talking incessantly, while across from him, Kayashiki's desire to give Uta Kasyapa a gift grew stronger in her eyes and heart.

It was so intense that it made her very anxious and restless.

(End of this chapter)