Tokyo: I was tricked into marrying a yandere ghost

Upon hearing Kiyokawa Kiri's words, Kawamata Kayako instantly became alert.

But looking at the photo and expiration date on the student ID, she gradually felt more at ease. The owner of this student ID was at least thirty-three years old now, and posed no great threat to her.

On the contrary, this is precisely an opportunity for me to repay Kiyokawa Kiri.

Maybe this can even bring us closer together!

Thinking of this, Kayako Kawamata suddenly became excited. She solemnly accepted the student ID and obediently said:

"I understand, Onii-san... I'll ask the teachers at school tomorrow."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Upon hearing this, Kiyokawa Kiri smiled with relief.

This matter is simpler than expected; at least we have found a breakthrough.

Once the "price" has been paid, one can prepare for the next psychic game, and keep trying until the truth about the amnesia is found.

To express their gratitude, Kiyokawa Kiri even took out the ice cream they bought yesterday from the refrigerator. The two of them, one big and one small, sat on the tatami mat, eating and chatting—Kawamata Kayako's little face was flushed, both shy and excited.

It wasn't until she heard a woman vomiting in the hallway outside that she reflexively looked towards the entrance.

Kiyokawa Kiri glanced at the clock on the wall and deduced that the other person's mother had probably returned.

That woman got herself completely drunk again...

"Onii-san, I should probably head back now."

Kayako Kawamata hesitated for a moment, but still obediently got up.

If she stays here, the door to the house might be closed again, and then she'll have to bother Kiyokawa Kiri to knock on the door again, which will only bring her a scolding. She can only sneak back home now that her mother has just returned and is drunk and incoherent.

Seeing that Kayako Kawamata was about to pick up the little black cat and leave, Kiyokawa Kiriya stood up and walked to the door.

"Shall I walk you home?"

"No, no need..." Kayako Kawamata pursed her lips and whispered, "Mom probably threw up everywhere outside again. I can go back by myself."

"Really? Then please wait a moment..."

Kiyokawa Kiri thought for a moment and asked Kawamata Kayako to wait for her.

He quickly returned to his bedroom, rummaged through the closet, took out a storage box, found a key inside, and then handed it to Kawamata Kayako. He smiled and said, "This is my house key. If you come home early from school, you can come to my house for a while."

"key?"

Kayako Kawamata stood there stunned, then her face flushed an unusual red.

Am I dreaming?

Kiyokawa Kiri actually gave me the house key?!

Looking at the key handed to her, Kayako Kawamata felt a sudden wave of dizziness. This was the first time in her life that she had received a "house key," and she never expected it to be from the Kiyokawa family.

Could someone as despicable as myself one day actually obtain the key to Kiyokawa Kiri?

The other party not only didn't look down on me, but even told me to come over and visit whenever I had free time.

This... does this mean...?

For some unknown reason, Kayako Kawamata's smile gradually became somewhat strange.

She swallowed hard, trying to calm her racing heart, then nodded vigorously, saying excitedly, "Yes, I... I'll do my best from now on!"

Be a qualified and virtuous wife!

"Nakayako, remember to keep up the good work."

Kiyokawa Kiri didn't react immediately, but instead affectionately patted the other's head.

He didn't even connect the two of them together. Who would think of a "newlywed wife" when looking at a junior high school student?

He just felt sorry for her because she was so pitiful. Every time he came back, he would see her hiding in the deepest part of the stairwell, and no one would care about her. It made him feel a little sorry for her. Anyway, he didn't have anything valuable in his house, so he decided to let Kayako come in and stay.

Perhaps it can even bring Kayako Kawamata back on track and prevent her from having a tragic life.

And so, he stood at the door, smiling, and waved to the petite girl, watching her leave.

Soon after, the woman's insults came from outside the door again. He was a little worried, but after thinking it over, he ultimately decided not to go out.

He only felt a little relieved when he heard the noise outside subside and the sound of doors opening and closing next door. He planned to take a shower first, and then prepare the lunchbox for tomorrow.

By the time everything was settled, it was almost midnight.

Kiyokawa had been running around outside all day and was in no mood to review the events.

So, he fell into a deep sleep in no time after lying down on the bed.

The environment around Arai Pharmacist Station is indeed not good; even at midnight, there are still drunkards making noise outside.

There were also ambulance sirens blaring during the incident, so it's unclear where the accident occurred.

However, Kiyokawa Kiri slept soundly and was not woken up by the noise outside. She had probably been sleeping here for almost two years and had gotten used to the surroundings. If it was too quiet, she would not sleep soundly.

—Until the outside noise suddenly stopped as if a string had been snapped.

"Um......"

Kiyokawa suddenly mumbled a few words in his sleep without realizing it.

He was facing the wall, fast asleep, his brows furrowed, his breathing unusually rapid, as if he were having a nightmare.

"Tick-tock—"

Water droplets from the kitchen faucet fell to the ground, their sound amplified many times over in the silent room, each drop echoing in the empty apartment.

The room, which was already dark, was now so dark that it was as thick as ink that couldn't be dissolved.

Even the faint light from the streetlights outside the window was swallowed up, and the outline of the walls slowly melted away in the darkness.

A draft swept through the gaps between the apartment buildings, no longer the familiar whistling, but rather like the suppressed sobs of a child, clinging stickily to the window.

Kiyokawa's breath hitched for a beat for no apparent reason, and his brows furrowed even more tightly.

In his hazy dream, he seemed to hear an almost inaudible sound coming from the floor at the foot of the bed, as if someone was walking barefoot on the tatami mat.

The slightly chilly aura was gradually approaching, finally stopping at the foot of his bed.

Kiyokawa Kirito opened his mouth slightly, breathing wearily through it.

Seemingly sensing something was amiss, he even unconsciously called out "Xiao Jin's" name in his dream.

But the room was eerily quiet at that moment...

The lingering gloom in the room only eased slightly when the meowing of a stray cat came from outside.

Standing beside Qingchuan Wu's bed, staring unblinkingly at his back, was an extremely eerie little boy with not a single white in his eyes.

He stood there quietly, his toes almost touching the edge of the bed. His thin figure was faintly visible in the darkness. He was not breathing or making any noise. He just stared intently at Qingchuan Wu's back.

The dripping sound of the faucet continued...