Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 167 Fu Jiang is in a panic
Whether birdsong is pleasant depends on your state of mind at the time.

For example, at this moment, Xiao Fujiang, who was sleeping soundly on Uta Kasyapa's chest, was very unhappy. If she could do it, she would like to kill all the damn wild birds outside.

Uta Kassapa woke up shortly after she did, got up and went to the river to wash up, since she hadn't brought her personal washing tools.

So Uta Kassapa found a soft twig and made her a makeshift toothbrush. The little one looked at the toothbrush made from crushed twig veins in her hand and adorably wrinkled her nose.

"Ugly."

"Just use it for now, it'll be fine when you get back."

"Um"

After packing their luggage, the two began their return journey.

There were few people on the path leading to the highway, so Utakayo didn't put her back into the fake earpiece.

"Has your vision been restored?"

"It's back to normal, and I can switch back to it anytime now."

"Is the scene the same during the day as at night?"

"Almost, but with richer colors. Compared to normal vision, it's like a world with weakened color brightness."

Xiao Fujiang nodded and drove home.

As soon as I entered, Xiao Hei came over meowing and rubbing against me.

"It's becoming more and more like a dog."

While Xiao Fujiang, who was placed on the coffee table by Uta Kasaya, was complaining, Xiao Hei kept rubbing against her with its head, which was even bigger than hers, with its eyes closed.

"Oh, I know you missed me, stop rubbing against me."

He said it with a look of disgust, but his hands kept scratching Xiao Hei's chin.

Uta Kassapa first went to his and Fukie's bedroom, looking at the empty room and the cold bed.

"Going home to sleep?"

Puzzled, Uta Kasyapa went downstairs.

Pushing open Jia Yezi's bedroom door, a breathtaking scene instantly came into view.

The slender white onions are sandwiched between plump stalactite columns, and the round moon, each with its own unique charm, appears and disappears.

The perfect combination of sex appeal and allure before his eyes left Uta Kasyapa momentarily stunned.

Half asleep, Fujang noticed someone was staring at her. She opened her eyes abruptly, and after discovering it was Uta Kasyapa, that idiot, she turned over and closed her eyes again in annoyance.

"When did you come back?"

"Just arrived."

"Where's the dead rat?"

"I'm back too."

"Oh."

In the silence, Fujang frowned, opened her eyes, and sat up in bed.

"What are you doing here?"

"Enjoy the scenery."

Fu Jiang rolled her eyes at him, yawned, and then a hint of allure appeared in her eyes.

The blue curtain was drawn back, revealing the pink carpet on the stage.

Amidst the overlapping white scallions, Shan Chuan sits languidly on the bed.

Uta Kasyapa swallowed hard, but remained loyal and did not leave.

Climbing over mountains, traversing valleys, and parting the clouds, the deep, sleeping landscape beside us is revealed before us.

Then it stopped abruptly. Fukie got up from the bed and pulled Uta Kasyapa outside the door.

"Where?"

"Collect taxes."

"?"

Which scenic spot doesn't require entrance fees?

"I haven't even finished shopping, this is extortion!"

"I'm blackmailing you, take it or leave it!"

"."

I'll fucking bite you!
Seeing that Uta Kasyapa was really about to bite, it was Fukie's turn to panic.

"Hey, don't!"

"No, I didn't shower last night, please don't!"

"Well"

Downstairs, Xiao Fujiang shook her head speechlessly and went down to Jia Yezi's room. Sure enough, the waves were surging as always.

"Aren't you getting up? Or I'll have to wash the sheets again?"

Jia Yezi, who was caught pretending to be asleep, shyly opened her eyes, moved aside Xiao Fujiang on the ground, and went to the bathroom with waves of passion.

Around noon, Uta Kassapa served lunch and told Fukie about the changes he had made the day before.

"What's the price?"

"I haven't found anything yet. I was initially worried that I would get very hungry, but I haven't."

Fu Jiang seemed to be deep in thought.

"Your evolution should be the same as mine, driven by the spirit, or consciousness, but yours is more subjective."

Changing the subject, Fujang picked up her chopsticks and pointed at the little Fujang on the table.

"The beast's attempt to ambush her triggered your desire to clear away any dangers around you. Under this thought, your body began to operate autonomously, granting you the ability to sense living beings."

"This further developed into a very special perspective on life observation, so let's call it that."

Uta Kassapa naturally wouldn't refute it; his perspective on life observation was quite appropriate.

During the conversation, Fujang's gaze fell on Jia Yezi, who was sitting next to her with a serious expression and nodding in agreement from time to time.

"Do you understand?"

"No."

"Then why did you nod?"

"The manager told me that if I don't understand what others are saying, I should just nod. That way, I won't annoy people."

"."

Fu Jiang was speechless for a moment, then pinched her cheek in an annoyed manner.

"Speaking of which, now that Yoshimura has officially joined the Exorcism Association, what will happen to her original bookstore?"

Fukie's question surprised Uta Kasyapa, who didn't understand why she would suddenly bring it up.

"If the bookstore doesn't want to open, it doesn't have to. Fangcun isn't short of money."

Fujang gave Yudakaye a disgruntled look.

"Do I care about her bookstore?"

After saying this, Fujang pinched Jia Yezi's chubby cheeks.

"What I care about is that she has nothing to do, she just stays at home all day, eating and sleeping, and getting fatter and fatter!"

"I do exercise."

In a weak voice, Jia Yezi quietly defended herself.

"Ha, exercise? Your amount of exercise doesn't even provide a third of the calories in the imported chocolate I bought."

After making a comment, Fujang grabbed her hair.

"Call Fangcun and ask her if the bookstore has been sold. If it has, tell us the buyer's phone number. If it hasn't, ask her to transfer it to us."

As Fu Jiang finished speaking, Jia Yezi blinked and whispered.

"I can do it, I can increase my exercise."

Fu Jiang rolled her eyes and slapped her thigh.

"You don't know anything! You can't skip exercise, and you can't abandon that bookstore!"

After listening, Uta Kasyapa pondered for a moment.

"You mean, sell the bookstore to Jia Yezi?"

"Correct."

Fu Jiang picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her mouth.

“We’ll be graduating in two years, and then we’ll have to work. Rather than raising her to be a shut-in, or watching her get bullied in the workplace, and then either she gets rid of those people on the spot or we find out and get rid of them, it’s better to just buy her a bookstore.”

"Go see it when you have nothing to do or when you're in a good mood. It's better to have something to do than to stay at home watching TV all day."

"I don't expect her to make money, I just want to give her something to do."

"I"

"Shut up, you have no right to speak on this matter."

"Oh"

After being lightly rebuked by Fu Jiang, Jia Yezi sullenly turned her attention to the food on the table.

When Uta Kassapa and Fukie finalized the matter of the Pan Bookstore, they looked down and saw that Fukie, who had been fed, was lying on the table in a starfish position, letting Jia Yezi wipe her mouth.

As for the braised pork on the table, apart from the necessary portions, I didn't see any of the rest.

(End of this chapter)