Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 133 Your cross-time enforcement is a bit too much.
When Yoshimura Hanako arrived at the scene, besides Braga's twisted and mangled corpse, there was nothing else.

All they could see was a Lolita vampire sitting on a duck-like position in the middle of the road, trembling as she looked at Uta Kasyapa and the others.

Opposite her stood Kayanoko, her eyes as resolute as those of a devout believer, trying to block Yoshimura Hanako's view.

As for Uta Kassapa, he was currently embracing Fukie from behind, biting her shoulder to give himself a treat.

After all, he was really hungry, and that vampire wasn't nearly enough to eat.
"You're alright."

Before she could finish speaking, Yoshimura Hanako realized she was talking nonsense.

Judging from the appearance of that little vampire, she was clearly terrified by the group.

"It's alright, that vampire had accomplices, he wasn't alone, and we took care of him."

As Fukie's calm voice faded, Uta Kasaya licked the blood off her shoulder, pulled up her collar, and then looked at Yoshimura Hanako.

"Have you finished handling things on your end?"

Yoshimura Hanako looked at Braga's body beside the sewer, nodded, and walked over to the body.

"I injected that vampire with a large amount of corrosive venom, and I also shattered its spine and smashed most of its bones, so it's no longer a threat."

Uta Kasyapa blinked and asked with some curiosity.

How was it smashed?

"Just grab his foot and whip it like a whip."

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Upon hearing Yoshimura Hanako's answer, even Fukie fell silent.

To be honest, her fighting style is quite different from her heroic and aloof appearance.

Hanako Yoshimura casually answered their questions, then squatted down to look at Braga's body. As for Rosali, she didn't even glance at her.

Her pupils were so dilated with fear that it was a testament to her strong willpower that she didn't go insane.

As for how Uta Kasyapa and the others did it, Yoshimura Hanako was too lazy to ask; women who talk too much nonsense are not very likable.

The moment her hand touched Braga's body, Yoshimura Hanako's eyebrows furrowed.

Is Braga still alive?

Looking at his body, which was slowly recovering but was slow to fully recover due to its contortions, and his completely unfocused pupils.

这 是
Was his soul completely erased?

Is it made from coconut?

She glanced sideways at Rosali, whose hand was being held by Uta Kasyapa, and who was looking angrily at the ground like a little girl who was angry but dared not speak.

To be honest, Yoshimura Hanako found it hard to connect the current Kayako, who only dared to sulk when she was angry, with the terrifying being who had just altered the surrounding space.

Pulling herself out of her thoughts, Yoshimura Hanako walked to another street and dragged the crippled vampire whose bones she had broken to the scene.

"He looks like...like a dead snake."

Fu Jiang looked at Jia Yezi with some surprise.

"Why do you think so?"

Jia Yezi blinked blankly.

"I used to catch snakes and eat them. When the snakes died, this is what happened."

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Okay, so you've even eaten that stuff.

Fujang rubbed her temples and then pinched her cheek in an annoyed manner.

What else have you eaten before?

"Rat, scorpion, and..."

"stop!"

Fujō interrupted Kayako without expression and turned to look at Utakayo.

"If you ever kiss me without rinsing your mouth again, I'll kill you!"

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I didn't kiss her when she ate rats before, so your cross-temporal enforcement is a bit excessive.
"Roasted rats are actually quite delicious."

Snapped!
"Shut up!"

Having been slapped on the bottom, Jia Yezi went to the other side looking aggrieved. After glancing at Fu Jiang, she looked pitifully at Uta Kasyapa.

Kasyapa, she hit me.
I don't dare hit her now.
Utakayo could only try to appease Jia Yezi by gently rubbing her bottom.

He definitely wouldn't dare to fight. He didn't know what would happen to Kayo if he hit Fukue because of Kayo, but Uta Kayo would definitely die a horrible death.

Yoshimura Hanako made a phone call and summoned a professional recycler, who then came to the group.

"Are you planning to keep her as a pet?"

"what?"

Uta Kassapa spoke blankly, not understanding why Yoshimura Hanako would say such a shocking thing. "If you weren't planning to keep her as a pet, why didn't you kill her?"

"Forehead"

Looking at Fukie, Uta Kasyapa didn't know how to answer the question.

After all, if she hadn't spoken up, he probably would have drained her dry.

Fu Jiang stared at Luo Lisha on the ground, lost in thought.

Why didn't I let Uta Kasyapa kill her? Partly because of her ineffective help earlier.

Another part was that she wanted to figure out why the vampire was looking at Jia Yezi with fear.

This loli vampire is worth further study.

As the group pondered how to deal with Rosalind, who was filled with fear, Uta Kasaya called to inform Higashi Mutsu Saburo that the matter had been resolved.

A few minutes later, Higashi Mutsu Saburo emerged timidly from the street corner.

"Is it... all taken care of?"

Utakayo glanced at him, pointed to Braga who had been pulled out of the stinking ditch, and his companion lying on the ground like a rag doll.

"It's all taken care of, you."

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Before Uta Kassapa could finish speaking, he noticed that Higashi Mutsu Saburo's eyes were fixed on Rosalind on the ground.

The sudden end of the conversation caught the attention of the group. Fukie glanced at Higashi Mukusaburo, who had a blank look in his eyes, and then at Rosalind on the ground.

Unlike the somewhat confused Yoshimura Hanako and Kayoko, Fukie, who knew about Higashi Mutsumi Saburo's quirks, silently slapped her forehead.

"She's a vampire."

"Huh? A vampire? Doesn't that mean they're adults?! That's even better!"

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Fujō gave Higashimura Saburo a disdainful look, then pulled Uta Kasyapa away.

"You'd better stay away from him from now on!"

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Uta Kassako sighed. Considering that Higashi Mutsu Saburo was one of his few friends, he decided to try to persuade this lecherous scoundrel who had been suppressing his feelings for twenty years.

"I want to tell you a few things. First, she's a vampire, and she might kill you. Second, in a sense, she's Fangcun's prey, conservatively estimated to be worth between twenty and sixty million US dollars. What do you think of that?"

"I'll buy it."

To Uta Kasyapa's advice, Higashi Mutsu Saburo simply replied with a dismissive remark.

"I'm talking about US dollars, US dollars! Not Japanese yen!"

"I know, I'll just buy it."

No, do you want to hear what you're saying?

"If I remember correctly, back in high school you even made me pay for your ice cream, right?"

"Yes."

"You even try to mooch off my train ticket when we go out to play, right?"

"correct."

"Do you have money to buy it? Do you think you're some rich kid?!"

"I am indeed a second-generation rich kid."

"???"

At this point, not only Uta Kasaya found it hard to accept, but even Fukie and the others felt that things had become abstract.

"Are you a rich kid?"

Amid Uta Kasyapa's incredulous question, Higashi Mutsu Saburo calmly nodded at him.

"Yes."

"So you used to expect me to treat you to meals?"

"What's wrong with you treating me? It's not like I haven't treated you before."

"So you went to work in the sex industry right after graduating high school and still need to borrow money from me?!"

"Before college, my parents were afraid I would squander money and go astray, so they didn't want to give me any. Speaking of which, I have to thank you. If you hadn't lent me money, I wouldn't have been able to fully understand my preferences."

"Arigato, Kasyapa Sang, there is an old saying in the ancient Eastern country, which is to help someone to the end and send blessings to the west. Please help me one last time."

As Higashi Mutsu Saburo spoke in his strangely accented Chinese, he recalled how he had raised this brat like a grandson for three years of high school, and his defenses crumbled.

"You little brat, I... you son of a bitch!!"

(End of this chapter)