I'm a weird expert in Japan

Hesha was about to say something to fight back when she suddenly heard her cell phone ringing.

This time it was her cell phone.

The cell phone that wouldn't ring for a hundred or eighty years received an email.

Thinking it was another spam email, she opened her mailbox, but was stunned when she saw the detailed information pop up.

After reading it word by word, my hands began to tremble.

"What's wrong, Touma?" Lian noticed that she was a little strange and asked.

Unexpectedly, she seemed to be frightened. She suddenly came to her senses and the phone slipped from her hand and fell to the floor. Unfortunately, the screen was hit and fine cracks spread from one corner.

The phone was facing up and was on the email screen. Lian lowered her eyes, but before she could see clearly, Hesha picked it up and covered it.

There was only one short line of words on it.

"Wasa, Mom will be returning to Japan in a few days. I will introduce your new dad to you then~~~"

Chapter 134: Do Not Touch When Looking in the Mirror (1)

That morning, Touma and Saya got up alone.

She is still the only one at home.

Her mother went abroad when she was in the third grade of junior high school. The reason she didn’t take her with her was that “she was not qualified enough to take her there yet.”

But for Kazusa, who was less than fifteen years old at the time, this incident was a huge blow.

She didn't want to understand her mother's reasons. All she could feel was that her mother abandoned her only daughter in the country under the pretext of a high-sounding banner.

Even if he arranged for a familiar housekeeper to take care of her life, even if he donated a large sum of money to the school she attended to ensure that she would not be expelled...

Since I am the only one at home, it is common for me to sleep in and get up late.

Basically, I sleep until it’s almost time to go to school, and then I go to school reluctantly.

To be honest, school was a very contradictory place for her.

When she was promoted to high school, the teacher gave her the second music room because of her mother. When she saw the music room given by her mother, she felt disgusted and showed a very bad attitude towards the teacher, and her tone was not polite at all.

However, the teacher was not angry. Instead, she still put on a humble and cautious smile, fearing that she would offend this great figure and damage the school's important financial source.

Since then, Hesa ​​has had no good feelings towards the teachers and students in the school.

As for why she still goes to school every day, she herself can't explain it clearly... Maybe she hasn't given up, maybe she just treats it as a habit.

After all, any habit will be formed if it lasts for twenty-one days, let alone the habit of going to school.

The only slight changes have occurred in recent times.

The guy who suddenly challenged her and then beat her with his piano skills actually teamed up with the teacher to find a way to get her to participate in the competition.

Speaking of teachers, Hesa ​​was deeply impressed by the life guidance teacher named Hanekawa Tsubasa.

It was rumored among students that she was a person with quite legendary experiences. However, there was no like or dislike in Hanekawa Tsubasa's eyes. She always had a kind smile, as if she was an old lady, but not at all old-fashioned.

No matter how many times Kazusa contradicts her, Teacher Hanekawa will just remind her with a smile as always, as if his attitude cannot bother her at all.

"You go to school every day and sleep in class, but you don't really hate school that much, right?"

"Since you don't want to participate in the competition, but you still insist on practicing, is it just to impress your mother one day?"

On the contrary, the teacher who looks gentle can always say some insightful and incisive sentences.

I really don't know what's so good about this kind of teacher that makes that guy become like a lapdog every time he sees him, and fawns on him.

She got angry when she thought of the four ripples.

After all, no one would be happy if he had been learning piano since he was young but was completely defeated by someone who majored in violin.

But...she couldn't hate the days when they quarreled with each other using musical instruments and notes.

Gradually, Kazusa began to look forward to going to school.

But this anticipation seems to be coming to an end.

Not only did I fail to win the carefully prepared game, but that guy also seemed to be leaving.

Even though he always swore that he would fully enjoy his third year of high school, in the end he was a liar who was as full of lies as Touma Yoko.

Winter horse Yoko.

Muttering her mother's name angrily in her heart, Kazusa took off her pajamas in the dressing room and went for her routine morning shower.

She doesn't have the habit of morning exercises, but that doesn't prevent her from having the habit of taking a shower in the morning.

Although the main reason is that I am often too lazy to take a shower at night, so I have to take a shower the next day, which is why I developed this habit.

After taking a shower, Hesha felt completely awake. She turned off the faucet and opened the glass door, and the cold air behind her lifted her spirits.

"..."

Standing in front of the mirror, with her hands on the sink, Hesha subconsciously looked at her wet self in the mirror before taking out the hair dryer from the cabinet behind the mirror.

The mirror reflected Touma Kazusa's figure, reversed left and right.

Of course.

Legend has it that vampires cannot see themselves when they look in the mirror. Kazusa has seen this in movies of the same type.

If vampires really existed in this world, would they be unable to confirm their own status?

Sometimes such playful ideas would pop up in her mind - only in the morning when she wakes up and her mind is empty.

I see my own face in the mirror every day. I should say that I am tired of seeing it, but when I look closely, it seems like I haven’t seen it for a long time.

Compared to two years ago, his facial features have grown a lot, and his eyes and eyebrows seem to be more like his mother's.

More like...

Suddenly, Hesha's mood started to get bad again.

My mother is getting remarried... for the third time...

I married a man I didn't know, and then I gained a father who was not related to me by blood and whom I had never met.

What a joke!

Do you want to introduce her to him?

After that, I would definitely throw red wine and steak on that man's head to make him give up the idea of ​​marrying my mother.

Anyway, just throw away whatever is on the table.

She absolutely would not accept this future family.

Hesa felt suddenly pleased at the thought that her mother would change her expression or even get furious because of her actions. With her wet hair sticking to her face and that fierce smile, she looked a little scary.

With a plop, the face cream fell on the floor and Hesha bent down to pick it up.

"……Um?"

The moment she bent down, Hesa ​​realized something was wrong and stood up to look in the mirror.

Hesa in the mirror did not raise her head like her, but just stood there with an expressionless face from the beginning.

"Eh...what?"

what happened?

Hesha's heart began to beat wildly, just like a scene in a horror movie. The reflection in the mirror was not synchronized with its owner. Instead, it seemed to have its own consciousness and remained motionless in the same place.

As if he had been watching her silently.

Through the mirror.

Those eyes are simply——

Kazusa unconsciously reached out her hand - even though she knew it was a stupid action - wanting to confirm something.

She didn't know what to confirm?

It was a mirror, not a mirror but a window glass. There was another person behind it? And it was a twin sister who looked exactly like me?

But the door of this cabinet above the washbasin is indeed made of mirror.

Just by touching it, it's hard to say it's a mirror.

Because - with a thud, Hesha's hand that touched the mirror actually inserted into it.

Or rather, it sank into it.

It was just like the surface of a spring - no.

It's like a quagmire.

Before Kazusa could figure out how to describe it, the mirror surface turned into some inexplicable object and was instantly dyed purple.

Chapter 135: Don’t Touch When Looking in the Mirror (2)

After dyeing it purple, Touma and Sa were already in the bathroom.

This was her own bathroom, which she was used to, and which was cleaned by the housekeeper every one or two days.

Now Kazusa was sitting naked on the bathroom floor, with the unwiped water dripping down her hair and body onto the floor.

"……what?"

what happened?

She immediately stood up to check the mirror, but found that it was just a mirror with nothing special about it.

It is a mirror without any features or patterns, reflecting one's own appearance as always.

The reflection of oneself in the mirror does in fact flip left and right, and the image changes synchronously with the movement.

A real shadow, a mirror image that is completely synchronized with whatever movements Kazusa makes.

Of course, it wasn't dyed purple.

It's not that we haven't seen colored glass before, but it's only used in the glass curtain walls outside buildings. Besides, who would use colored mirrors nowadays?

No matter how much you touch it, it is just an ordinary mirror no matter from which angle you look at it.

Hesa stared at herself in the mirror suspiciously.

She had heard that if a perspective projector installed in a school's audio-visual classroom projected the same photo onto the screen for a long time, the light would be burned into the projection screen, causing the projection to not disappear even when the power was turned off.

Was the scene just now a similar phenomenon?

Or is it just an illusion of Hesha's eyes.

So many things happened in the past two days, including the loss of the game, Lian suddenly saying that she wanted to leave Japan, and my mother sent an email saying that she wanted to remarry.

The amount of information is so huge that anyone would feel their brain is overloaded.

Maybe you think you are awake, but in fact you are still in a half-asleep state.

So Kazusa decided to take another shower to wake herself up, but it seemed that she accidentally turned the faucet in the wrong direction, and ended up being drenched in cold water.

Luckily, it will be June in two days and the weather has warmed up significantly, so the cold water doesn’t really matter.

It's just that Hesha was a little angry. Things really didn't go well at the beginning, and then all kinds of problems started to occur.

Even the bath water can be at the wrong temperature...

Thanks to this incident, Hesha completely took out her unhappiness on the bathroom equipment. In the end, she was so angry that she didn't even eat breakfast. She got dressed and left home to go to school.

The same way to school as usual, the same tram, the same platform, and the tram which is much emptier after the rush hour as usual.

And, late as always.

The private Toyonosaki Academy is known for its liberal school spirit, which has attracted many students to apply here.

But freedom does not mean no constraints. At most, there will not be a physical education teacher with a metal baseball bat standing at the door to limit the curfew.

As long as late students are wearing school uniforms, the security guards will not stop them from entering.

However, on the way to school that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, Hesha felt a sense of disobedience, which she couldn't describe well.