Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 100 Even the production team's donkeys weren't used like this!
Another day of torrential rain, and Jia Yezi finally got a break.

In the living room, Uta Kassapa was writing his manuscript, while Fukie leaned against Kuro's belly and quietly looked at the thumb book.

"That's good."

In the bathroom, Fujang swayed left and right, looking Jia Yezi over for a while. She was very satisfied with the side-part hairstyle she had personally styled for her.

"Look closely."

Jia Yezi looked in the mirror and saw a completely different version of herself—confident and beautiful—from her usual casually draped hair behind her back. Jia Yezi felt a sense of realization.

"Once the hair from your wound has grown back enough, you can style your hair however you like. For now, just leave it like this; wearing a baseball cap all the time is uncomfortable."

Beside her, Fujang's soft murmur continued.

"Remember to keep your back straight and don't always slouch. The clothes I bought for you were more of a cute style, which didn't quite suit your hairstyle."

"Uta Kasyapa~! The rain has stopped, let's go out and buy clothes for the bullied kid."

"Row."

There was no deliberate concern or greeting, no pretentious worry or tenderness, but the simple everyday conversation stirred a flutter in the heart of this girl who had been ignored by her parents since childhood.

At school, they were disliked by classmates and teachers, bullied by bad guys and no one cared, chased away by homeless people and dared not resist, and could only put down their leftovers without feeling embarrassed when stopped from eating.

The girl, whose watch had been stolen, who had been pushed and nearly fainted in the corridor, and whose knees had been scratched as she was dragged along, felt a deep sense of warmth during their ordinary conversation.

No longer will I be all alone and uncared for, no longer will I be bullied and have to wipe away my tears alone, no longer will I have to go out into the wild to pick wild vegetables on an empty stomach, no longer will I have to go out into the streets to pick up trash, no longer will I be driven out of my home and left to wander in the wild.

Without even saying a word, someone is thinking of you and missing you.

"Ok?"

Looking at Jia Yezi, who had squatted on the ground at some point, her mouth wide open and crying silently like a child, constantly wiping away her tears.

Fu Jiang was taken aback at first, then stepped forward and hugged her, gently patting her back as if coaxing a child.

Xiao Hei sensed its owner's grief and went into the bathroom to gently rub against her calves.

Uta Kasyapa stood at the door, his expression quite complicated.

How could she not like JJ Lin? Why doesn't she pursue him?

That was the only light in her life that shone into the darkness.

Verbal comfort often seems powerless; silent companionship is the best gift for a lonely person.

The rain stopped, and a rare rainbow appeared in the sky, heralding the arrival of clear skies.

With Xiao Fujiang in his chest pocket and Xiao Hei in charge of guarding the house, the four of them headed towards the city center.

Jia Yezi seemed a little nervous the whole way, especially when she was being stared at by others.

"Relax, people are only looking at you because you're pretty."

"Eh?"

Faced with Uta Kasyapa's praise, Kayokawa lowered her head shyly, not daring to look at him, but moved a little closer to him.

Fu Jiang, standing to the side, pouted. It was infuriating that her boyfriend was praising another woman's beauty.
Fujō pinched Utakayo hard and gave him a disgruntled look.

"I don't need to tell you how beautiful you are; you know it yourself."

"Humph"

Hearing Uta Kasyapa's comforting praise, Fue sneered.

Forget it, I won't make things difficult for this idiot. He's not the kind of player who can handle multiple emotional matters at once.

Walking into the shopping mall, it's hard to say which of the two women was being looked at more, or what the implications were.

But those looking at Uta Kasyapa were absolutely indignant.

However, Uta Kassapa didn't care. Since he couldn't bite her, he didn't care what happened.

If they really want to cause trouble, it's just a matter of two punches.

It's time for Fujiang's least favorite part: picking out clothes for Jiayezi.

Because she always had to ask the sales assistant if they had the right size when buying clothes for her, and the thought of always having the right style wherever she went made Fujang feel a pain in her chest.

"Yes, this navy blue fitted dress. For shoes, get her a pair of strappy heels in the same color, and..."

“Fujiang…”

"Ok?"

Fu Jiang, who was instructing the sales assistant, suddenly heard Jia Yezi's weak shout and looked over with some confusion.

Jia Yezi awkwardly placed her hands on her chest, her face flushed as she looked at her. "C-could we... could we change it?"

"Ok?"

Fu Jiang's question made Jia Yezi nervous. She thought that her opinion had upset Fu Jiang, so Jia Yezi quickly and timidly spoke up.

"Then, let's go with this one!"

"tsk"

After hearing this, Fu Jiang knew exactly what the wronged girl was thinking, and she slapped her on the butt in a bad mood.

"My question isn't that I'm unhappy, but I want to ask you why you changed into a different dress. If there's a problem, just say it. Don't be timid!"

Despite the displeased command, Jia Yezi glanced weakly at Fu Jiang.

"I...I don't want to attract attention, I...I just need you all to look at me."

"."

"Ugh"

Fu Jiang covered her forehead, feeling a headache coming on, and looked at her with a mixture of pity and amusement.

"Okay, then I'll buy you some loose-fitting ones. You can wear this one at home."

"No, don't waste money. I can just wear my old clothes at home."

Snapped!
"!!"

Waves crashed one after another, and Jia Yezi blushed and slightly covered her bottom.

"Just buy it, you'll need it later."

Jia Yezi looked at Fu Jiang with confusion. "In the future?"
Fu Jiang looked at Jia Yezi, who had a blank expression, sneered, and then pinched her cheek hard, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

"If you ever dare to disobey me again, I'll spank you until your butt is raw!"

Faced with Fu Jiang's threat, Jia Yezi nodded vigorously and subconsciously grabbed her hem, saying nervously.

"I will. I will definitely listen to Fujang and not send me away."

Looking at Jia Yezi's eyes, which were gradually reddening again, Fu Jiang sighed.

"Hey, I won't kick you out, I promise you. Be good, you're a member of the Yu family, you can't leave."

"Yes! Thank you... thank you, Fujang."

Looking at Jia Yezi, whose eyes were filled with joy and a little tearful, Fu Jiang gently rubbed the spot where he had pinched her.

"Go, put on your stockings."

"Eh"

A dozen minutes later, Utada Kassapa, who had just returned with a juice drink, saw Kayanoko wearing white stockings and a beige short skirt. Her legs were shapely and shapely, and she was slightly pulling at the hem of her skirt, looking shy and uneasy.

Morally, but shamefully, he swallowed hard.

Jiaye noticed Uta Kasyapa's arrival. Although she was very shy, she still did not change her clothes.

What a despicable and sinful physique!
Snapped!
"Get back inside and keep changing! And you, get over here!"

Under Fukie's orders, Uta Kasaya and Kayano obediently carried out her instructions.

Looking at Uta Kasyapa who had come before her, Fukie sneered and grabbed his collar, questioning him.

"You didn't give me that look when I wore white stockings?"

"When you were dressed like that, would I have dared to touch you?"

Fu Jiang was taken aback. It seemed so. Back then, Uta Kasyapa was terrified of touching her.

"I don't care, at least three times tonight!"

"?"

Even the donkeys in the production team aren't used like this!

"I don't know about production teams, I only know that this is how the men of the Yu family are used!"

"I"

"Shut up, no arguing! It's settled!"

She pinched Uta Kasyapa's mouth shut, and Fukie didn't care about his opinions. If he had any complaints, he could have dealt with them later!

(End of this chapter)