Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 16 Arrival
After the heavy rain, the starry sky twinkled with starlight, and the dim yellow desk lamp was turned on silently.

Only after confirming several times that her father was completely drunk and passed out did Jia Yezi dare to turn on the old desk lamp that had been with her for nearly ten years and whose light was flickering from time to time.

Silently, Jia Yezi took out a diary wrapped in kraft paper from under the table and began to write in her diary.
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I was bullied by Mamiko and the others again today, but I'm not sad. I even kind of hope they'll continue to bully me.
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Because of this, Kasyapa-kun will appear before me again and again (heart) -
And Kasyapa actually spoke up for me and argued with the teacher!
I like Kasyapa-kun, I like the way he gets angry for me~
I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it!!
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But I'm also a little worried. What if Kasyapa gets expelled from school because he helped me? I'm so scared... scared that I'll never see Kasyapa again.
I wish Mamiko and the others could stop bullying me.
And I heard that Mamiko's boyfriend is a yakuza, I'm so afraid they'll cause trouble for Kasyapa-kun, and then Kasyapa-kun will hate me because of that.
Jia Yezi closed her diary, turned off the desk lamp, got up and went to the window, looking through the darkness at the location of Uta Kasyapa's house on the next street.

Great~ Kasyapa-kun is asleep, I should go to sleep too~
Will Kasyapa be surprised when he finds out I'm his neighbor?

With longing and reverie for Uta Kasyapa in her heart, Kayano got up and put on the socks that Uta Kasyapa had given her earlier, which she had washed and were still damp.

Wearing these socks is like Uta Kasyapa holding her feet.

Kasyapa-kun.
Jia Yezi let out a satisfied sigh, chuckled softly, and closed her eyes.

Underneath the desk, darkness began to rise, quickly enveloping the diary within.

Meanwhile, at Mamiko's home.

"What on earth has happened to you? Your mother and I work ourselves to the bone so you can study hard, and what have you done? You bullied your classmates and made me lose face by being called to school!"

Snapped!
After being slapped across the face by her father, Mamiko knelt on the ground, her eyes blank, without uttering a word.

The harsh insults continued, interspersed with occasional slaps to the head and back.

Mamiko silently endured it until her father and mother left the room.

Just then, the sound of a motorcycle roaring outside the window suddenly came.

A glint of light flashed in Mamiko's eyes as she lay blankly on the bed in the darkness—a light of elation.

After quickly getting dressed, Mamiko quietly opened the door, went barefoot to the entryway, found her shoes, changed into them, and left the house without making a sound.

At an intersection not far from Mamiko's house, Tojo Yoshikawa, riding a motorcycle with a woman of the night as a passenger and sporting dyed red hair, impatiently took out his phone to check something.

"Tsk, forget it, I won't wait for her, I'll do it today."

"Yoshikawa~"

Mamiko's call came from not far away, and Tojo Yoshikawa urged her impatiently.

"Today is so slow."

Mamiko stared blankly for a moment at the woman of the night who was clinging to Tojo Yoshikawa's waist behind him.

"Let me introduce you, this is Masami Ozawa. What are you standing there for? Are you going tonight or not? If you're not going, just say so. I didn't want to come all the way back to see you off."

Mamiko felt a surge of displeasure as she watched Ozawa Masami scrutinize her from head to toe, but remembering that she still needed Tojo Yoshikawa's help to deal with Uda Kasaya, she could only suppress her temper and sit behind Ozawa Masami.

The motorcycle sped along the road at breakneck speed, with the wind whistling past your ears.

Mamiko felt a mixture of fear and enjoyment.

Before long, the group arrived at their destination: the winding mountain road of Baishi Mountain.

"Hey~ Yoshikawa, why are you slower than usual today? Aren't you known as the fastest in the Blue Stone Group?"

"Oh dear, it's all that unlucky woman's fault. If we hadn't been waiting for her, you wouldn't have had a chance to speak."

The man, also a member of the Blue Stone Group, looked at the two girls who got out of his car and his eyes lit up, especially at the youthful scent emanating from Mamiko.

Looking at Mamiko's youthful yet graceful figure, and her skin that was even more delicate than that of an adult woman, the man licked his lips.

The man put his hand on Tojo Yoshikawa's shoulder and said in a low voice.

"If I win a match, I'll let your college girlfriend spend the night with me, how about it?"

Without a second thought, Tojo Yoshikawa shook off the man.

"What are you thinking? How could I possibly be?"

Before he could finish speaking, the man took out two small packets of powder and waved them in front of him.

"Besides this, Ameko will let you play all night. If you lose, I don't want anything. Isn't that sincere enough?"

Upon hearing this, Tojo Yoshikawa thought for a moment and then agreed.

Then, with a command, the weekly races of the Blue Stone Group officially began.

Mamiko, Ozawa Masami, and a group of girls stood at the foot of the mountain, listening to various announcements coming from the pager and the roaring sounds coming from the depths of Shiroishi Mountain.

Amidst the noisy DJ music around them, they also started to sway their bodies.

More than half an hour later, Tojo Yoshikawa and a dozen or so riders arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"Beichuan, you cheated me!"

The man known as Kitagawa, who had made a bet with Tojo Yoshikawa, said with a chuckle and an indifferent expression.

"Anyway, I won, remember the bet!"

Upon hearing this, Tojo Yoshikawa's expression changed, and he instinctively wanted to deny it, but he saw Kitagawa's suddenly cold expression and the others who had gathered around.

Seeing this, Mamiko panicked, thinking something bad was about to happen. But a moment later, Tojo Yoshikawa walked towards her.

"Yoshikawa, are you alright?"

Faced with Mamiko's concerns, Tojo Yoshikawa remained silent, reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her in front of Kitagawa.

"Don't cause any trouble, and it can only go until five o'clock." Kitagawa chuckled upon hearing this.

"I understand~ I understand~"

Mamiko suddenly realized what was happening, then looked at Tojo Yoshikawa with a grim expression.

"Tojo Yoshikawa, what do you mean?!"

Tojo Yoshikawa didn't explain, but instead gave a dismissive look and said...

"It doesn't matter who I play with, you little punks are all after all, right? Perfect, I'll do you a favor today!"

Before Mamiko could angrily rebuke him, Tojo Yoshikawa pulled the voluptuous but plain-looking mature woman behind Kitagawa and turned to leave.

"Tojo Yoshikawa, you son of a bitch!"

Before Mamiko could finish her scolding, Kitagawa and the others covered her mouth and, laughing, pulled her into a nearby van.

"Wait, wait, I haven't turned on my camera yet!"

Suddenly, the moon disappeared from the sky, and even the area illuminated by the car headlights turned into darkness.

"Hey, whose girl are you? What are you doing standing there?"

A shirtless man, reeking of alcohol, emerged from the tent, exhaled a puff of smoke, and looked at a woman standing not far away at the intersection of light and shadow, her hair disheveled and covering her entire face.

"Hey, say something?"

"Tsk, baka! Those of you who're done, come out and see who brought this woman!"

Hearing the shouts, several men who were resting came out from their respective places.

"Huh? Someone brings a woman but doesn't play around with her? Let me see where she came from?"

"It's right there!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man looked in the direction where the woman in white had appeared and suddenly froze.

"Are you fucking drunk? What's with that 'huh'?"

Are your eyes bothering you?

"No... I think I just saw a hand in your mouth."

"Huh? You son of a bitch?"

Before he could finish speaking, a bloodcurdling scream, like a pig being slaughtered, suddenly came from the van.

"Ah!...Ah!!!"

The piercing scream startled everyone, and they all turned their heads sharply to look.

A naked man lay on the ground in terror, facing the door of the van, frantically backing away on all fours.

"Zhixiong, what the hell are you yelling for!"

Before the angry shout could be fully uttered, a series of crisp cracking sounds suddenly came from the darkness.

Then, under the horrified gazes of the two men and women who heard the screams and gradually emerged from the tent, the body of the man called Zhixiong was crushed and twisted like a piece of instant noodles.

"vomit!!"

The sudden situation caused some people to start vomiting uncontrollably. Before everyone could recover from the shock of Zhixiong's twisted body, another sharp scream rang out.

"What are you yelling about!?"

The tense crowd turned to look in the direction from which the screams came, and saw a woman kneeling on the ground vomiting and beginning to convulse in pain.

Large clumps of hair emerged from her mouth, followed by two pale hands that suddenly ripped apart the woman's chin like peeling an apple.

Then, a head, its head bowed and looking down at the ground, slowly emerged from the torn mouth of the kneeling woman, ripping open her throat.

"A demon! There's a demon!!"

Amidst screams, accompanied by a cracking sound, a pale face was turned ninety degrees to look at the person who had screamed. Then, the person's eyeballs were suddenly pierced through the skull by a pair of thin arms!
Panic began to spread. Without even putting on clothes, everyone started looking for their own vehicles and trying to get away from there.

A woman, disheveled and starting her motorcycle, had just twisted the throttle twice when she suddenly looked at her lower abdomen in pain.

There, two pale arms appeared out of nowhere, and amidst the woman's pained expression, the hands suddenly tore through her abdomen and burst forth.

On the outskirts of the city, traffic police officers were idly on duty.

The blinding lights and roaring engines startled the traffic police officers, who immediately stood up.

"The car in front, pull over!"

At the traffic police's command, the SUV slowly came to a stop. Then, a pale-faced man trembled as he got out of the car and knelt on the ground.

"Help me! Help me!"

A weak scream rang out, and the traffic police officers, their expressions changing drastically, approached warily.

Just as the traffic police were about to reach the man, two pale hands suddenly emerged from the darkness behind him, grabbed his head, and pulled him inside amidst the horrified gazes of the officers.

(End of this chapter)