Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 157 Confrontation
The blood-red petals on the bed sheet were spread out irregularly.

The dried, dark bloodstains, like thorns on a rose branch, first stung her eyes, then pierced her soft heart along with the blood.

An extremely sad feeling spread from the hole in my heart.

Hojo Suzune gripped the bedsheet tighter, her finger bones protruding, the pale blue veins becoming more prominent against her icy white hand, and she felt a chill run through her entire body.

The fact that this thing could appear on the bed sheets, and considering that her sister hadn't come home last night, made Hojo Suzune immediately understand what it was.

At this moment, she wished she knew nothing at all.

She stared blankly at the bed sheet, and just looking at the mottled marks on it, she unconsciously pieced together an image of her sister and Kiyoya intertwined together in her mind.

My vision gradually blurred, and I could no longer make out the patterns on them.

'Clap. '

Crystalline tears fell from the sky, landing on the bed sheet. The dried bloodstains on the sheet were blurred by the tears, becoming vivid and even more glaring once again.

'what! '

Holding the bed sheet, Hojo Suzune knelt on the ground, her head tilted back, letting out a painful cry.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and wiped away the tears from her eyes. The skin where the tears touched turned red, and her eyes became sharp, filled with resentment and anger.

The muscles in her slender arms tensed instantly, and she pulled the entire sheet out of the suitcase.

'Boom! '

The white suitcase fell over and crashed to the ground.

Hojo Suzune gritted her teeth and tore at the sheets with her fingers.

However, reality seemed to be deliberately working against her; the bed sheet was of exceptionally good quality. She tore it until her fingertips ached, but it only left a few wrinkles.

She stood up, walked quickly to the bedside table, took out an eyebrow razor from her grooming tools, and with trembling hands, began to swipe at the bed sheet…

'Snapped. '

However, before she could finish her work, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and Hojo Shione, wearing a bathrobe and with wet hair, rushed out.

"What's wrong? Rinne?!"

Hojo Suzune paused in her hand movements, turned her head, and glared at her from afar with tearful, red eyes, before swinging her arm down without hesitation.

'Sizzle.'

A sharp eyebrow trimmer tore a slit in the bed sheet, right in the heart of the flower.

The piercing sound reached Hojo Shione's ears. Her narrow eyes widened, her pupils contracted, and she couldn't help but shudder. Then she took a long stride and rushed towards the girl.

Hojo Suzune was about to bring the knife down again, but the next moment Hojo Shione grabbed her wrist. With her height and weight advantage, Shione used all her strength to fling the knife away.

The eyebrow razor slammed against the wall with a 'smack', then fell down and landed on the floor.

Immediately afterwards, Hojo Shione grabbed the bed sheet and tried to snatch it from her sister's hands.

However, Hojo Suzune realized what was happening at that moment and, ignoring the pain in her wrist, gripped the bed sheet tightly with her hand.

The bed sheet was clenched into a rope, and the two people stood facing each other like they were in a tug-of-war.

"let go!"

Hojo Shione never knew her younger sister had such a strong grip; despite her weight advantage, she was still pulled off balance by her sister.

Upon hearing this, Hojo Suzune glared at her coldly, and instead of letting go, she tightened her grip even more.

She had practiced piano for eight years, and the strength of her fingers was beyond that of ordinary people. If she wanted to, she could easily break glass with her fingers. At this moment, her hands were like pliers, tightly gripping the bed sheet.

Feeling the sheets gradually slipping from her palms, Hojo Shione gritted her teeth, puffed out her cheeks, and then, as if she had figured something out, suddenly let go of her hands.

'Bang.'

Hojo Suzune was already exerting all her strength, and when Shione let go, she stumbled and fell backward.

Fortunately, there was a single sofa behind her, and her petite body immediately slumped into it, her fair and rosy little feet flying in the air.

Despite falling onto the sofa, Hojo Suzune was still dizzy for two seconds due to blood stasis before recovering. Seemingly afraid that her sister would try to snatch it back, she raised the bed sheet in her hand as if she had won, gripped the tear in the eyebrow trimmer, and made as if to tear it off.

However, just as she was about to make a move, Hojo Shione raised her hand, pointed her index finger directly at her, and said sternly:
"Go ahead and tear it!"

Upon hearing this voice, Hojo Suzune's heart skipped a beat, and she stopped what she was doing, turning to look at her sister.

Seeing that she had stopped, Hojo Shione took a couple of breaths, then slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, raising her long, white legs and crossing them over her other thigh.

She stared at her younger sister and calmly began to speak:

"Tear it all up. If it makes Lingyin feel better, do whatever you want."

"..."

Seeing her sister's attitude of "even if you tear it up, it won't change the fact" and "I've already gotten what I wanted," Hojo Suzune suddenly lost her strength.

A sense of desolation welled up from the void in my heart.

The girl's lips twitched, then she suddenly laughed.

"Hehehe..." The sheet slipped from her hands. She sat on the sofa, her petite body trembling, and laughter echoed in the air with each twitch of her shoulders.

Hojo Shione rested her chin on one hand, her brows furrowed with annoyance. If it weren't for her sister's current mood, she would have really wanted to ask her, "Why did you touch my box for no reason?"

Now look what happened, knowing only made me feel bad.

But then she felt guilty. She should have left the suitcase in the car and carried it to the hotel herself after helping Lingyin move it.

So, it turns out that last night's success made him a little too complacent?

That's true, but Rinne really is a bit too restless. Why does she want to rummage through everything she sees?

Hojo Shione was also feeling a bit worried at the moment, and raised her hand to rub her temples helplessly.

If her younger sister hadn't known about this, she wouldn't have been so hostile towards her. Although Suzune might not want to admit it, she would probably still be grateful to her for sending her to Kiyoya's side.

She had her own reasons for taking Lingyin in; she would be busy with company matters for the next few months and wouldn't see Qingya much, so she wanted to prevent Qingya from developing too close a relationship with the other people...

Triangles are stable, and Hojo Shione believes that this theorem should apply not only to the fields of mathematics and physics.

"shameless."

Hojo Shione was worrying about how to calm her sister down when she suddenly heard her scolding her, and couldn't help but look up at her.

Actually, the reason she gets scolded by her sister is probably because after getting Seiya, a lot of the void in her heart has been filled, so she doesn't feel anything now. She even feels that if being scolded by her sister makes her feel better, then she doesn't care how she's scolded.

To be honest, I was indeed a bit shameless.

But so what if you're shameless?
Love is like a battlefield; you have to use any means necessary. Isn't Saori Hasegawa the same? And Mio Takahashi is definitely the same.

She pursed her lips, looked at her younger sister without saying a word.

Hojo Suzune seemed to have calmed down a lot. The expression on her face was no longer as angry and ferocious as before, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes as she stared at her.

Having regained much of her strength, Hojo Suzune reached out and grabbed the bed sheet from the floor, throwing it at her older sister.

As the bedsheet reached her feet, Hojo Shione frowned at the ripped and wrinkled fabric, bent down, and tried to smooth out the wrinkles with her fingers.

"What exactly did you do to Kiyoya?"

Her sister's words made Xiyin stop what she was doing. She looked up at her sister, a look of confusion in her eyes, and couldn't help but ask:

"What's wrong?"

"Stop pretending to be indifferent. I'm asking you, what shameless methods did you use to get Kiyoya to agree... to agree to you?"

Upon hearing this, Hojo Shione was stunned, and after thinking for a moment, she understood what it meant.

According to Suzune's thinking, Seiya should never have agreed to her, so she must have forced him to agree...

Having figured this out, Hojo Shione couldn't hold back and suddenly burst out laughing.

Her laughter infuriated Hojo Suzune even more, sensing a deeper sarcasm in it. Her body tensed involuntarily, and she demanded:
"Is it a drug? A sleeping pill? Or something else? Don't tell me that Qingzai agreed just because you mentioned it. He would never do that."

As she spoke, Hojo Suzune felt a deep sense of regret.

I clearly hinted so obviously to Kiyoya back then...

If only I had made things clearer to him back then, would I have ended up falling for my sister's tricks after all?

Damn!

She gritted her teeth, somewhat resenting herself for not having thought of these things.

"No..."

Suddenly, she heard her older sister's melodious voice. Hojo Suzune looked up and saw an undisguised smug smile on her sister's face.

"Although I did want to be even more shameless and unscrupulous, it was indeed Kiyoya who took the initiative to agree to it."

Upon hearing this, Hojo Suzune's frail body trembled even more violently, and her voice became hoarse:
"you're lying!"

"Liar?"

Hojo Shione slowly shook her head, her eyes unfocused, as if recalling the scene, and slowly said:
"It's true. Perhaps there was some sympathy between Seiya and me, but he still agreed. However, you should know... if he didn't like me, no matter how pitifully I begged him, he would never agree."

As she spoke, a blush of happiness appeared on Hojo Shione's face, and she couldn't help but smile.

That's right, Kiyoya loves me.

It's precisely because he loves me so much that he feels sorry for me and can't bear to see me sad...

They are absolutely lovable.

I must be with Kiyoya forever, I'll hold him tightly and never let go, just like last night in bed...

Thinking this, Hojo Shione couldn't help but squeeze her legs together again, subconsciously tightening them.

Despite the swelling and pain, she felt no pain; instead, she felt completely filled with happiness.

"..."

(End of this chapter)