I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

"Because all the factories, wholesalers, and young people here have disappeared completely. Most of those who remain are elderly people."

Chiho said, "It's better here. It would be even worse in a small town. There are so few young people. The school won't be able to operate for another few years."

After returning to the town by tram, you still need to take a bus to the mountains far away from the town.

Because these were old houses, they were all in locations that were sparsely populated, dangerous, and complex.

Now at least there's a road, which makes things a bit more convenient.

The shaking and vibration on the bus were more intense.

It felt like sitting on a trembling massage chair, with the engine's vibrations clearly audible.

Chiho opened her suitcase, revealing her clothes inside.

They even had private clothes, but there were only three people in the car.

Chiho naturally didn't care.

She took a shoebox out of her suitcase; inside was a pair of flat shoes.

He chuckled at Xia Wuzhao and said, "Grandma can't see these strappy high heels. She'll be very angry."

I took the strappy high heels off my feet, put them in the box, and then stuffed them into my suitcase.

After bending over and rummaging around for a while, I found a pair of socks that were crumpled up in a ball.

Upon unfolding, they turned out to be cute short socks with lace trim.

Wearing short socks, her ankles were slender and her feet were small, making her look adorable.

The girl even deliberately straightened her legs and swung her toes from side to side.

The soft lace trim on the stockings swayed slightly.

Only then did Chiho finally put her feet into the shoes, completely satisfied.

After trying them on carefully, I finally put on the shoes.

"All right."

Chiho clapped her hands in satisfaction, pulled the suitcase back up, and placed it aside.

Looking at the lace stockings under her black skirt, she slightly tugged at the skirt.

“It looks great, doesn’t it?” Chiho said. “I usually wear calf socks, so I don’t have a chance to wear these kinds of socks.”

This is the first time I've worn it.

The girl smiled and looked at Aoi Asahi.

Aoi pursed her lips; she was only wearing ordinary socks.

Not cute.

"As long as you're comfortable, isn't that enough?" Xia Wuzhao said. "After all, cuteness is only what others see, but comfort is what you can feel yourself."

Chiho puffed out her cheeks and tapped Natsumi's shoulder in dissatisfaction.

It's as if it's saying—we used to be lovers, why are you always protecting Asahi?

Chapter 180 Happiness that is compared but cannot be analyzed

The Kirishima family's old house is located on a hilltop.

Moreover, it was a classic old-fashioned house, with walls that almost completely enclosed the entire hilltop, making it somewhat frighteningly large.

After walking through the gate, I found a cluster of houses in the distance, and the rest of the land was grassland and woodland.

After walking over a hundred meters, you need to cross another gate and walk another hundred meters to reach the main house.

The main house is an old-fashioned Japanese-style house, open on all four sides, with only paper sliding doors used as partitions.

Now all the paper sliding doors are open, and you can see stacks of tatami mats on the floor, resembling a chessboard.

You can see from this side of the house to the other side.

However, they had to enter through a small door on the side of the house. While Aoi was still amazed by the size of the old house, Chiho was already waving her hand, urging them to come in quickly.

After taking off her shoes at the entrance, Chiho carried the luggage and led the two of them along the eaves around the house, until they entered the vicinity of the courtyard.

Chiho opened the paper sliding door: "These are rooms specifically for guests, this whole row is like that. Natsugiri can stay here."

After arranging things for Natsugiri, Chiho pulled Asahi Aoi across the street.

"Girls shouldn't live next to boys," Chiho said to Aoi Asahi, making up an excuse.

Asahi Aoi, however, felt that Chiho was deliberately separating herself from Natsugiri.

"Chiho is indeed a little cunning."

With that thought in mind, the girl placed her luggage in the room. The room was small, probably only the size of a few tatami mats.

"The bedding is in the closet, and the pillows and other items have all been washed, so don't worry."

As Chiho said this, she pointed out the location of the toilet and bathroom to Aoi Asahi before preparing to leave.

"Where do you live?" Aoi Asahi asked deliberately.

Chiho smiled and said, "Of course I have my own room, so there's no need to worry."

"I'm a little scared," Aoi said sadly. "So, can we live together?"

Are you really scared? Or are you worried I'll do something bad tonight?

Chiho looked at Aoi Asahi and smiled happily: "Okay."

So, Chiho also put her luggage in this room.

"You're spying on me, so I'll spy on you too."

Thinking this, the two of them smiled, tidied up their things in the room, and then went out.

But as she stood outside the door, Chiho said, "I think what you said before was very good. I think this is how it should be done."

"What?"

"I'm not telling you." Chiho smiled mischievously. "If you figure it out, I'll find it troublesome."

Aoi looked at Chiho with a puzzled expression, but she didn't understand what Chiho was thinking or what she was referring to.

But Chiho didn't answer. She just said to her, "Let's go see my grandmother."

Asahi's grandmother lives in a study next to the main house, which can be reached by walking along the outer veranda.

Chiho walked ahead, her white lace stockings standing out against the dark brown wooden floor.

Near the eaves, there were pots of flowers, each supported by a small bamboo frame, no more than ten centimeters high. Thin vines twined around the frame, blooming with flowers of various colors.

The flowers with trellises are mostly morning glories, and they are also mostly called 'Asagao'.

Because it's mostly open in the morning.

Occasionally, there are a few pots of hydrangeas, their large clusters of flowers, like butterfly fragments, trembling in the wind.

Asahi Aoi and Natsugiri Kai were sitting near the entrance, and according to the rules, they needed to be introduced by Chiho first.

Just by looking at her, Chiho's grandmother exuded an air of old-fashionedness.

Wearing glasses and an old-fashioned blue kimono, she knelt before a low table, flipping through books. Several bookshelves stood against the wall, and a bamboo curtain was half-rolled up to the side, offering a clear view of the lush green woods and courtyard outside.

"grandmother."

After Chiho called out, the old man turned to look at her.

However, there was no joy or overt emotion on her face; she simply said calmly, "So, your mother finally got what she deserved?"

Chiho was taken aback and didn't know how to answer.

The old man glanced at Chiho before saying with a hint of disappointment, "It seems it's not you."

Turning to face Chiho, she said, "I've already heard about your mother from your father. I tried to stop it before he got married. Unfortunately, he was a stubborn man when he was young and was blinded by such a woman."

"Now that things have come to this, you have no reason to resent your father. Everything you're suffering now seems wronged. But it's all your own doing."

"Since you've decided to stay here, then I'll teach you. After all, you're a daughter of the Wu family."

Chiho nodded silently.

Indeed, there was a large, vermilion-colored suit of armor in the main room, and next to it was a naginata, which certainly looked like the style of a samurai family.

But who else could live in a place that was originally a mountain town but the Wu family?

After finishing his explanation, the old man looked at the two people by the door and asked, "Are these your friends?"

"Yes, my friend."

Chiho nodded before standing up slightly and sitting down next to the old man.

Asahi Aoi and Natsugiri Kai walked in from the door and sat in the spot where Chiho had been sitting.

Chiho introduced, "This is Aoi Asahi, a very good friend of mine."

Asahi bowed politely, and then introduced Natsugiri.

Chiho deliberately said, "This is Natsugiri Kai, a member of the same literature club as me. Of course, she could also be my future lover."

The old man immediately stared at Xia Wuzhao, his eyes flashing with sharp light.

Xia Wuzhao said calmly, "They're just club members, not lovers."

The tense Asahi Aoi immediately felt relieved.

"As expected of Xia Wu, he really knows how to clarify things like this."

She couldn't help but smile.

Although Chiho had already anticipated this, she still felt a little sad after hearing Natsumi Kai say those words.

"Why can't you say yes? Am I not pretty? Am I not cute?"

She thought this, but couldn't bring herself to show a sad expression.

Subconsciously, an irreproachable smile appeared on his face.

"Oh?" The old man pondered for a moment, then looked at Asahi Aoi and said to Natsugiri Kai, "So, is your lover the girl next to you?"

"No."

Xia Wuzhao answered crisply, "She and I are not lovers, we are just friends."

The old woman glanced at the three of them and said, "I, an old woman, don't quite understand relationships among young people anymore. But since you're here, don't be too reserved. Just make yourself at home."

Asahi Aoi and Natsugiri Kai responded politely, and the old man said nothing more.

He simply looked at Chiho and said to her, "Come out with me."

As for what to do when you go out?

She led Chiho straight into the main house, which was extremely spacious and well-ventilated.

The old man took two wooden naginata from the bucket next to the armored mannequin and tossed one to Chiho.

She said, "You shouldn't have forgotten what I taught you, right?"

Chiho said somewhat awkwardly, "Most of it, I've already forgotten."

"Then, I'll use physical pain to make you remember."

The old man took off his glasses and tossed them aside.

Then, he began to teach Chiho, dragging his naginata along. Chiho seemed too flustered, and was frequently struck on the shoulder and arm by the old man's naginata.

Asahi Aoi and Natsugiri Kai sat by the door, watching the two train.

Because of the undulating mountains here, you can see many peaks just by looking around.

Large, fluffy clouds drifted slowly.

In just a short while, Chiho was covered in sweat, and there were obvious red marks on her arms, waist, and shoulders.

Chisui was clumsy and in a sorry state.

The girl's cheeks turned bright red; she felt both annoyed and embarrassed.

"I have made such a fool of myself in front of Xia Wu. I have been so humiliated."

She kept glancing at Xia Wu, and her movements became increasingly erratic.