Tokyo Sick Girlfriend

Chapter 206 The whole story
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Upon hearing Hashimoto Moeko's words, Fujiyama Shunpei frowned, glanced at her, and walked right past her.

Hashimoto Moeko's words initially surprised him, but the next second he realized there was nothing wrong with them.

It's perfectly normal to wish someone you despise dead.

Some people just like to speak their minds, while they keep their thoughts to themselves, patiently waiting for the other party to reveal their weakness, and then baring their sharp fangs to bite the other party to death.

Dogs that truly bite don't bark. Hashimoto Moeko's venting remarks are the most ridiculous; she and Hashimoto Moeko are not even in the same social class.

He would waste even a second thinking about the insults the other person was saying.

However, Fujikawa Shunpei had only taken two steps when he suddenly stopped. He recalled the way the other man had looked at him earlier, and he narrowed his eyes, instinctively sensing that something was wrong.

She shouldn't have shown herself that kind of expression.

Having already taught Hashimoto Moeko a lesson last time, the way she looks at me should be just as terrified, fearful, and even pleading as she did back then.

Just like a rabbit encountering a tiger, it should be too scared to move.

But the way she looked at me just now was a mixture of resentment and mockery, as if she were watching a good show.

This is very strange...

He turned around abruptly, took two quick steps, and then grabbed Hashimoto Moeko's shoulder.

Hashimoto felt pain from his grip, turned her head, furrowed her brows, and glared at him, saying:

"what are you doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"Wh...what do you mean?"

Hashimoto Moeko was startled by his gaze, and her voice trembled slightly.

"What did you mean by that just now? What do you mean, 'I'm not dead yet'?"

Fujiyama Shunpei narrowed his eyes, a chilling glint in them.

‘Gudong. ’

Hashimoto Moeko swallowed hard, startled by Fujiyama's gaze.

After a moment, she chuckled and looked at Fujiyama Shunpei's face mockingly:
"Is that strange? I just want you dead, what else? After what you did to me, do you think I would wish you a long and healthy life?"

"..."

The other person's lips curled into a mocking smile, which made Fujiyama Shunpei feel annoyed. He clenched his fist and punched the other person hard in the stomach.

'vomit!'

Hashimoto Moeko's smile vanished abruptly, her body hunched over, and she couldn't help but gag.

"From now on, avoid me if you see me."

Seeing the other person's disheveled appearance in front of him, Fujikawa Shunpei's mood improved considerably. He reached out and loosened his suit tie before strode away.

"..."

Hashimoto Moeko's eyes were filled with resentment as she looked at his retreating figure.

For a moment just now, she almost impulsively blurted out the very thing that could kill Fujiyama Shunpei.

He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and the pain in his abdomen eased a little.

Now is not the time; we absolutely must not alert them.

Otherwise, given Fujikawa Shunpei's vigilant nature, he would definitely have discovered something.

Her hand, which had been resting on her lower abdomen, clenched into a fist. Hashimoto Moeko's gaze shifted downwards, her eyes losing focus as she recalled the scene of her previous meeting with that woman...

……

Two weeks ago.

Inside a closed tea room in Shinjuku, Tokyo.

The girl slowly removed her mask and baseball cap, revealing a delicate and flawless face. Her long, smooth, black hair shone brightly, swirling in the air in perfect arcs before falling obediently to her waist.

Hashimoto Moeko considered herself to have seen many beautiful women, but the beauty of the girl in front of her was truly stunning, even though she was a woman herself.

I saw a video of her performance on my phone before, and I thought she was pretty, but nothing special.

But when she actually got to be in such close proximity to the other person in real life, Hashimoto Moeko felt a surge of... jealousy.

Suppressing her discomfort, she peered through the rising white mist and asked directly:

"Are you looking for me?"

Upon hearing this, Hojo Shione took a sip of tea from her green bamboo cup, then calmly met the other person's gaze and said:

"Were you going to report a crime at the police station just now?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

"I heard that you have a grudge against Fujikawa Shunpei and that you have dirt on him, so you reported him?"

As she spoke, Hojo Shione's gaze flickered slightly toward her bulging handbag.

"?" Hashimoto Moeko's heart skipped a beat, her eyelids trembled, but she forced a calm smile and said:

"Heh, you think I'm going to the police station to report him? Can't I just report something I lost?"

Upon hearing this, Hojo Shione blinked and said softly:
"Ms. Hashimoto, I came here to see you with the utmost sincerity, so why did you hide it from me? You told others before that you had something on Fujikawa Shunpei and that you would make him pay the price. Was that a lie?"

Hashimoto Moeko felt a pang of panic. She had indeed mentioned this to someone in private while drinking, but who would take such drunken words seriously?
She rolled her eyes and protested, "I... I was just saying that in anger."

"Really? Just something said in anger?"

Hojo Shione asked in return, then rested her cheek on her hand, gazed at her with a deep, melancholy look, and sighed:

"That's a pity. I was hoping to help you, but now it's a bit of a waste of my time."

"what?"

Hashimoto Moeko was genuinely surprised by her words and couldn't help but say:

"What's your relationship with him? I haven't heard anything about you having any issues with him."

"Do not……"

Hojo Shione shook her head and said:
"I really have nothing to do with him..."

As she spoke, she took a photo out of her handbag and moved it in front of the other person, saying:
"You may not know this person, but he is the one I hate."

He was my ex-boyfriend...

By the way, if you've followed me, you should know that someone has been writing songs for me, right? It's him.

Hashimoto Moeko paused, her gaze shifting downwards to the man in the photo standing next to Fujikawa Shunpei, and a thought struck her.

She hadn't expected Hojo Shione to tell her such a secret right away.

But it was still strange; Hojo Shione clearly hadn't finished speaking, so she continued to ask:
"then you?"

Upon hearing this, Hojo Shione smiled slightly, leaned forward slightly, narrowed her long, narrow eyes, and stared at Hashimoto Moeko, saying:
"But he doesn't write songs anymore, and he broke up with me unilaterally. He's with another woman now, and he even wrote a script for her to play the female lead. The person in charge of this script is Fujikawa Shunpei..."

"..."

After hearing what she said, Hashimoto Moeko opened her mouth, looked away from the photo, and subconsciously looked at the other person.

The moment their eyes met, Hashimoto's gaze faltered.

She sensed a deep resentment in Hojo Shione's eyes...

It's not just resentment, it's a mixture of love and hate, the pain of unrequited love, and even a hint of madness.

Hashimoto Moeko had indeed heard about some things between her and [Friend A], which made the tail end of the trending searches at the time.

So these two are a couple?

She tried to put herself in Hojo Shione's shoes and understand her feelings...

Her boyfriend, who used to write songs only for her, suddenly cheated on her and left her. With the determination to cut off all contact, he went to write scripts for his mistress...

No wonder she lost her voice at her last concert.

If this were true, I'd go crazy, wouldn't I?

Hashimoto Moeko felt a surge of sympathy, but then Hojo Shione continued:
“Actually, we’re all the same; we’ve all been hurt. Fujikawa is a producer. If we report him, the show he’s currently filming will be unable to continue. I want him to be unable to succeed at anything he does…”

Hojo Shione paused for a moment, then gently guided him:
"Besides, if you report Fujikawa now, he could easily target you, right?"

I heard about what happened between you two a few days ago... Aren't you afraid he'll seek revenge from the underworld again?
So, wouldn't it be better to leave it to me?

Her words stirred something in Hashimoto Moeko, but she still kept a straight face and asked:
"Why should I believe you? How do I know you weren't sent by Fujiyama Shunpei?"

'puff. '

Hojo Shione couldn't help but laugh out loud, then looked at the woman in front of her and said:

"If Fujikawa Shunpei knew you had something on him, I wouldn't be the one standing in front of you right now, would I? Besides, you can check whether what I'm saying is true or not."

After he finished speaking, the air fell silent.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Hojo Shione picked up her bag and stood up, saying:

"Fine, I've already said all this, there's nothing I can do if you don't believe me. Just pretend I never came to see you."

"..."

A conflicted look flashed across Hashimoto Moeko's face, and her red lips trembled.

Until Xiyin walked to the door and opened the wooden door.

'Whoosh.'

She finally couldn't help but call out to the other person:

"and many more."

Hojo Shione turned around, and their eyes met in the air.

Hashimoto Moeko took a deep breath and slowly said:

"I tell you."

"..."
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(End of this chapter)