I'm making ghost stories in Tokyo

Chapter 5 Mom
Taro Shiratori subconsciously looked at the back of the driver's hand.

There were three clear, eye-catching scratches on the driver's pale hand.

'boom! ’

It was as if a bolt of thunder struck Taro Shiratori's mind, and he shuddered all over, feeling cold all over.

Ever since getting on the bus, something wrong has been happening that has disrupted his rationality.

He became more and more angry and punched the driver in the face, but there was another fist that was faster than his.

'call'

A fist tore through the air with a breaking sound, and a fist hit him in the face before him.

Shiratori Taro moved his head sideways and leaned his body backward.

'boom'

The back of his head hit the car window hard.

His vision went dark, his ears were buzzing, and he had his hands on the handlebars.

He couldn't win, and after being punched, a voice in his head told him that he was definitely no match for the man in front of him.

Escape, escape first.

'Click'

Taro Shiratori opened the car door, and the rain outside poured down on his head, sliding into his body through the gap in his clothes around his neck, and soon he was soaked.

At this moment, Taro Shiratori didn't care about these things at all.

He was in great pain; the driver's punch seemed to have broken his facial bones.

Why does it hurt so much?

Taro Shiratori stumbled as he walked, wanting to run away first. He had put the toolbox on the parking space, and how could he run past the car on foot? He couldn't think of so many things. He completely threw his brain away and just wanted to run far away first.

There was a thick white fog in front of him. He pushed away the layers of fog and lost his sense of direction. He didn't know where to run.

A hand rested on his shoulder, and a chill started from the soles of his feet, crawled up his spine, and made his scalp numb.

He turned his head stiffly, and what he saw was a face as pale as a death. The driver pulled his face and showed a stiff smile.

"Wait, I'm from the underworld..."

Shiratori Taro was just about to reason when suddenly, he felt a chill in his stomach, and then his eyes widened and he subconsciously looked down.

I saw a knife with a cold glow stabbed into his stomach, and then the knife twisted.

White comes in, red goes out.

Taro Shiratori's body felt like it had been electrocuted. His legs went limp and he lost his strength. He slid to the ground like a piece of cooked rice noodle.

Taro Shiratori looked at the sky and felt as if there were bugs in his stomach, jumping around inside him, but he didn't feel any pain. Everything he could see in front of him was shaking. The world became quiet, so quiet that after a while, there were sounds again.

The sound was a rustling one, sawing straight into my ears, like the rust on a broken movie dubbing machine.

'Tap tap tap'

After a while, the sound became clearer. It was the sound of rain boots stepping into the water.

The driver looked as if dead, and he was holding a small box in his hand. The box looked familiar.

Oh.

Shiratori Taro remembered that it was the box he brought.

The driver opened the small box.

'Click'

This is the sound of a small chainsaw starting up.

The rain mixed with tears flowed from Shiratori Taro's eyes.

His mouth was wide open. His memory was like a fish with its scales scraped off and put into a pool for washing. When the water was stirred, a few scales would still tumble and flicker, but with blood mixed in between.

The kaleidoscope of life scenes are playing out at the same time.

He is going to die.

Taro Shiratori knew that he was going to die.

"what…"

He was muttering.

The driver walked in step by step, pulling the chainsaw.

"what…"

With one breath, the last breath that Shiratori Taro had accumulated was held in his chest, and he wanted to exhale.

The driver stopped in front of him.

A burst of air tore everything apart. His ears became clear again, the things he saw with his eyes no longer shook, the worm in his stomach stopped jumping, and his physical condition was improving.

The chainsaw chopped at him. Shiratori Taro muttered those words.

"Mother…"

……

The head was chopped off and the bloody head was thrown aside.

Dig out and pull out the internal organs in the stomach with your hands and throw them into the trash can.

'hiss--'

Shiratori Keiko retracted her hand, and a drop of blood came out from the fish's belly, as her snow-white finger was pierced by the fish.

She turned on the faucet, washed the blood and fishy smell off her hands with water, and wiped her wet hands on her apron.

The beautiful woman looked out the window, and for some reason, she felt inexplicably panicked.

'Drip drip'

The home phone is ringing.

Keiko Shiratori picked up the phone and heard a voice on the other end.

"Is it Mrs. Shiratori Keiko from the Shiratori family?"

"I'm from the Kansai Police Department. I'm sorry, we found a body that looks like Shiratori Taro's. Could you please come and take a look?"

Keiko Shiratori was stunned, and then her heart felt inexplicably empty, her eyes turned red, and tears flowed unconsciously from the corners of her eyes.

"Madam, do you regret it?"

Tetsuya Uehara leaned against the kitchen door and asked gently.

He had already made up his mind that if Keiko Shiratori answered yes, he would get rid of her soon.

He wouldn't bury a landmine under his feet.

Shiratori Keiko wiped her tears and said, "I didn't."

“I just can’t help it.”

“Oh? Really?”

Tetsuya Uehara walked in, hugged the beautiful woman's waist, and then moved his hands down, applying force, feeling the wonderful touch coming from his hands.

Keiko Shiratori chirped softly and gave Uehara Tetsuno a pretty look.

She touched her belly and said, "Taro, after all, has been by my side for more than 20 years."

Uehara Tetsuya picked her up, and Shiratori Keiko screamed and hugged his neck with both hands to prevent herself from falling.

Uehara Tetsuya said, "Madam, don't be sad."

"I'll kill one of your children and give you another one."

Shiratori Keiko's eyes lit up, as if she had not expected there to be such a method.

She blushed and said in a tender voice, "Che Ye-kun, you are such a nice person."

Uehara Tetsuya pinched the beautiful woman's buttocks and said, "However, I am in charge of giving birth but not raising her."

Keiko Shiratori had pink earlobes. She hugged the man's neck with one hand and touched her belly with the other.

She opened her lips, which were painted with cherry-colored lipstick, and said, "Hey? I never thought of such a greedy thing."

"Tetsuno-kun, just give me the little angel, I will raise him myself."

……

Three hours later.

The rain outside the house stopped.

The small pits on the ground were filled with muddy rain water, and the flowers and plants in the pots all drooped their heads.

A bird came out from the hole under the eaves, shook off the rain on its head and feathers, opened its eyes, and looked at the scenery after the rain.

Tetsuya Uehara leaned comfortably against the head of the bed. He moved his mind, opened the system panel, and counted his gains.

[User: Lin Mu]

【Points: 1024】

【Own a Strange Story: Rainy Night Murderer (1)】

Seeing the points he had, Uehara Tetsuno's eyes lit up. 1000 points were enough for him to unlock a new F-level ghost story and make the situation in Kansai a little more chaotic.

However, you can get so many points just by killing one person?

So if he finds a way to smuggle a gun in and start a random massacre on the street, can he unlock the S-level ghost story in one day?
Tetsuya Uehara plans to give it a try. He will find someone to kill in a few days to see if he can earn points.

Suddenly, Tetsuya Uehara discovered that he seemed to be able to carefully check the source of every point.

(End of this chapter)