My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

"I'm gonna start now!"

After the brief pre-dinner ceremony, Watanabe Yoyo fell into contemplation.

Until now, he didn't want to understand what happened in the kitchen just now.

Why did Kaneko walk out of the kitchen, her clothes all over wrinkled, her eyes filled with mist, and she felt as if she had cried. But Ben's pale skin and two cheeks were extremely red, as if being slapped with a bow from left to right.

Also, it seems that when I first came out, I saw a little rice paste on the corner of her mouth, and when I was about to remind her, I was licked by her sticking out tongue.

Moreover, something even stranger is that as an urban legend, Kayako was unsteady even on the road, and almost fell over several times.

Watanabe Yaoyang quietly glanced at Kayako on the opposite side, looked at the state of her shy little daughter-in-law, and vaguely sensed the truth in her heart.

Fujiwara-senpai **** her in the kitchen!

And judging from the clean and tidy clothes of Fujiwara-senpai, Kayako should have been slapped unilaterally.

After this reasoning, Watanabe Yaoyang's admiration suddenly became stronger.

"Senior Fujiwara~~" Watanabe Yoyo looked at the Fujiwara starry sky sitting next to him, swearing secretly in his heart.

One day, I will become as powerful as you!

At this time, the Fujiwara starry sky, chewing the fragrant grilled fish, didn't feel very embarrassed.

He had been tortured by Ritsuko and Celti, but now he understood a truth.

It's not that urban legends don't know how to cook, it's just those two dishes.

Thinking about it, Fujiwara Stars blinked, and cast a double-meaning "you are awesome!" eyes at Kayako.

Kayako, who finally calmed down, brushed her face and turned red again.

This table can be regarded as pure in mind. I am afraid that there are only Junxiong who teases the cat while eating, and Mei Yi who sells cute while eating.

In the afternoon, three men were playing games on the first floor, and Jia Yu was cleaning the room alone on the second floor.

In fact, there is nothing to organize, mainly those things in the plastic bags in the cupboard.

Fujiwara Starry sky has not dealt with it, or that he had deliberately left it for Kayako to deal with it himself.

After all, you still have to solve this problem by yourself.

On the wooden floor in front of the Kayako cabinet, his pale face was filled with sorrow. After opening the cabinet, there was a small wooden box in addition to the plastic bags with a pungent smell.

"what?"

Jia Yuzhi didn't remember that she had such a wooden box. When she opened it, she saw a note first.

[Madam, this is proof of your existence. ]

At this moment, Kayako covered her mouth with her hands.

There are many odds and ends under the box.

Textbooks and notebooks, tailoring boxes and drawing kits, sketchbooks, wooden boxes with calligraphy utensils, pencil boxes and compasses, utility knives, library books, graduation albums, letters and postcards, CDs and audio tapes, video tapes...

These were collected one by one by Fujiwara Starry Sky while clearing the murder house.

The past emerges like a revolving lantern, and Jia Yuxing stared at the proof that she had lived, and her heart twitched little by little.

"Mom, look."

Junxiong's cheerful cry sounded outside the door.

"Isn't the picture beautiful?"

"Let me see." Kay coconut smiled softly and took the painting from Junxiong.

In the painting, the sky is orange and the sun is red. Junxiong hugged the little black cat and sat on the swing, smiling happily. Next to Junxiong is his mother with long hair and a slender figure who has always been wearing a white dress. Next to his mother, who was supposed to be the father's place, Fujiwara Hoshizora smiled and stretched out his hand to his mother.

Sure enough, his son helped the bad guys to attack him, the thing that Jia Yew most worried about still happened.

She couldn't laugh or cry and gently kissed Toshio's forehead, "Tell mom, did Uncle Fujiwara teach you to paint?"

"No, I want to paint myself."

"You are dishonest!"

"I want Uncle Fujiwara to be my father."

"Huh?" Jia Yuzhi chuckles in his heart, and hurriedly shook his head: "Don't talk nonsense, it's impossible."

"Mom, you blush."

"Junxiong where did you learn these bad things?"

"I'm going to play a game." Junxiong smiled and ran out of the room.

"Hey, wait!" Kayako just stood up and wanted to chase it out, but saw Fujiwara Starry sky leaning at the door and smiled at her.

He is discharging himself again~~

Kayako covered her face in shame.

Fujiwara Starry sky walked in and took her hand, "Toshio is so good, why are you willing to scold him."

"You don't come here, don't think I didn't know you taught it."

Kayako gave him a glance, then lightly leaned in his arms.

"Junxiong has grown up. Some time ago, he told me that he would like to study hard and become a doctor when he grows up."

"On the contrary, it's you, Gaya Coconut, you have never grown up."

Kayako's heart trembled, and she nestled in his arms without saying a word.

Fujiwara Hoshizora did not speak any more, but stroked her hair with pity.

This woman's life experience is really terrible.

From the beginning, she grew up in a very narrow life circle.

Kayako didn't understand this truth, and he didn't even think about it.

When a person grows up in a narrow environment, the resentment becomes stronger and deeper.

It's like water poured into a glass.

The smaller the cup, the faster the water poured into the cup will overflow. In the same way, the smaller a person's capacity, the hatred in his heart will soon spread all around.

After being brutally and brutally killed by her husband with a utility knife, Kayako's heart is no longer as simple as resentment for killing her husband.

Kaya coconut protects, hates, and hates many people...

Girls dressed up for shopping happily; teenagers gathered in video game shops; men who are ready to go home after a long day of work; women buying dinner ingredients; elderly people playing with their grandchildren in the park...

In other words, she was jealous, hated, and hated everyone who exists in this world.

Does this resentment make sense?

Of course it makes sense.

right?

Of course not.

But what can be done?

As Fujiwara Star said, she never grew up.

She can only stay in this murderous house forever and live with endless resentment.

"Mrs." Fujiwara Starry Sky took her hand, came to the cabinet, and pointed to the small wooden box.

"These are proofs of your existence, and I will help you keep them forever."

Afterwards, he pointed to the plastic bag on the other side with the corpse fragments: "Those are your grudges left in this world. Would you like to say goodbye to it?"

After Kayako was silent for a long time, he looked up at him~www.ltnovel.com~ and asked with a complicated expression: "If I don't want to, will you force me?"

"will not."

Fujiwara Stars shook his head, "I will stay here until the day you like."

"Can you be more aggressive towards me, so that I will be reluctant to leave you."

"Be fierce? Of course, you can wait for me in bed after taking a shower tonight."

"You are really uneasy and kind." Jia Yuzhi blushed and murmured. Then, she raised her face slightly and narrowed her eyes.

God, thank you. She said so from the bottom of her heart.

Thank you so much for letting me meet him.

When Fujiwara Starry sky kissed her gently on her lips.

At that moment, Kayako was surrounded by a powerful movement and trembling happiness.

It feels like God gave me a kiss~~ She said to herself in her heart.