Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 168 You can't expect your child to solve this for you, can you?
"I...I don't want to wear this."

"It's not like you're showing any skin, so what's wrong with dressing you up a bit nicer?"

"I...I don't want anyone else to see."

"This is for your man to see, and it will make him feel more proud if you dress up nicely when you go out with him."

"Really...?"

"."

Fujang rolled her eyes. So all my advice didn't even work when I mentioned Kasyapa's name?
Fujang pinched the back of her short skirt and white stockings hard, then pulled the hesitant Jia Yezi out of the bedroom.

Looking at Jia Yezi, who was wearing a beige top, a short skirt, white stockings and leather shoes, Uta Kasaya's gaze couldn't help but linger on her voluptuous yet shapely stalactite pillars several times.

"See, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Jia Yezi looked at Uta Kasyapa with a shy expression, lowered her head slightly, and straightened her back as much as possible.

Silently shaking his head, Fujang went to the shoe cabinet and found her a pair of beige leather shoes, placing them at her feet.

"Put them on, and let's go."

"oh oh."

After changing her shoes, Jia Yezi didn't forget her backpack full of snacks. After thinking for a moment, she went to the cabinet, took out the bank card containing the money she had earned from selling herself from her laptop, and carefully put it deep inside her bag.

As the vehicle departed and waited at a red light, Utakata looked at the black-stockinged scallion in the passenger seat, and couldn't help but recall the various actions he had seen while scrolling through short videos.

"What are you doing?"

Looking at the large pig's trotter that had landed on her lap, Fujang spoke up in an annoyed tone.

"It's nothing, just a small wish. I could only dream about this scene before."

Fu Jiang showed a helpless yet doting expression, silently bringing her legs together and leaning towards him.

Why can we only think about it?

"Because back then I was just a beast of burden. I sold my body to capital for a bite to eat, but I could barely make ends meet. Buying a decent car to take girls was a luxury."

"Ha, men."

Despite her verbal complaints, she obediently pressed down on the back of his hand, which was pressed against her black stockings and scallion-shaped hand.

"Is it done now?"

As Fujō asked with a half-smile, Utah Kasyapa gave a thumbs up.

"double!"

Fu Jiang gently pinched the skin on the back of his hand and spoke in an annoyed tone.

"Green light, hurry up and go."

At Yoshimura Hanako's bookstore, Yoshimura Hanako, who had opened her doors early, was cleaning the entrance area.

"Mom, that girl is so tall!"

"Okay, so you can't be greedy anymore, or you'll grow this tall, you know?"

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Yoshimura Hanako, who was silently sweeping the floor, turned her head speechlessly and glanced at the mother and daughter who were pointing and whispering about her. She shook her head but didn't say anything.

"Fangcun, you're here so early?"

Not far down the street, Uta Kasaya, who had been leading Jia Yezi and Fu Jiang and had garnered much envy and jealousy along the way, greeted Yoshimura Hanako.

"Come early to tidy up."

Looking at Uta Kasyapa, there were two beautiful women on his left and right.

"morning."

Good morning, store manager!

After a brief greeting, Yoshimura Hanako put down her broom and led the group into the bookstore.

"It's only one floor, with an area of ​​476 square meters. I haven't counted the number of books, but Jia Yezi probably knows better than I do."

"Twelve thousand three hundred and fifty-seven books."

Fu Jiang looked at Jia Yezi, who had accurately stated the number of books, with some surprise. "You counted them?"

"Yeah, I counted them when I was bored at work."

Fu Jiang didn't expect Jia Yezi to have such a talent, but thinking about it, it's normal. If you don't like to communicate with the outside world, then you will naturally be more sensitive to things that no one cares about.

She led the group on a tour, but actually she was showing Fu Jiang around because she wanted to learn more.

"I haven't kept statistics on the number of people, but it should be between two and six hundred per day."

Fujiang nodded. She didn't care about the crowds at all, because this place was mainly to give Jia Yezi a place to pass the time in the future.

Whether I make money or not is irrelevant.

"That's about it. Oh, by the way, this room isn't for sale."

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Uta Kassapa and the others looked at Yoshimura Hanako with puzzled expressions, which elicited a helpless look from her.

Somewhat awkwardly, Hanako Yoshimura leaned against the bookshelf beside her and said hesitantly.

"Since I recovered, my family has been arranging blind dates for me, so I need a quiet place to rest."

Fu Jiang glanced at her tall figure, a knowing look appearing in his eyes.

"If it happens frequently, you really need a place to hide."

Seeing that Fukie and the others understood her predicament, Yoshimura Hanako sighed helplessly.

In island nations, the taller a girl is, the less attractive she is.

Island societies emphasize collectivism, and when groups generally prefer shorter women, taller women are more likely to be isolated. It's hard to say whether this is part of the reason why Jia Yezi was isolated and neglected.

Meanwhile, the island nation's very famous entertainment industry uses height as one of the casting criteria, with 165cm often regarded as a watershed.

155-160cm is the "golden range," while those between 160-165cm need to use appropriate methods to enhance the character's charming qualities.

However, once a person's height exceeds 170cm, unless they have a special proportion, such as Ms. Cai Cai's standard nine-head body, they will not be considered tall.
Various tangible and intangible screening mechanisms have further reinforced societal prejudices against height.

One can imagine that Yoshimura Hanako's path to finding a partner must have been full of obstacles.

Just as the girls were strolling around the library, Uta Kasyapa, who was standing at the entrance, suddenly spoke up.

"Upstairs, what's upstairs for?"

"It looks like a clothing store? I didn't pay much attention."

Upon hearing the question, Fujang thoughtfully approached Uta Kasyapa.

After glancing at the shops above, Fujō looked down at Utada Kasyapa.

"You want to buy this floor too?"

"Go ahead and buy them. Expand the book selection and set up a VIP area upstairs. In addition to providing a more spacious and comfortable reading environment, you can also offer drinks and desserts."

Fu Jiang pondered for a moment, looked at Jia Yezi who was following the two of them, and reached out to pinch her cheek.

"Do you think you can handle her personality? She even pauses a bit when she talks to us now. I don't think she's suitable to talk to strangers."

“I know, so this is a transition; you always have to learn to communicate with others.”

Upon hearing this, Jia Yezi lowered her head sadly and whispered.

"I...I don't want to talk to people I don't know."

Seeing this, Uta Kassapa stepped forward and hugged her with pity.

"That's how it is now. But what about later? If you have children in the future, and they encounter problems, you'll have to solve them yourself. You can't expect your children to solve them for you, can you?"

Upon hearing the word "child," Jia Yezi was taken aback at first, then her face flushed red.

Shyly, she dared not look directly at Utakayo, and said shyly while looking at the ground beside her.

"Then I will listen to Kasyapa."

Fu Jiang, standing to the side, shook his head speechlessly as he watched Jia Yezi's changes.

But as the idiot said, we have to think about the future. We can't really let the child help the mother deal with problems, can we?
That scene... just thinking about it makes me...
Surprisingly good?
(End of this chapter)