Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 21 Jia Yezi, you're too greedy!

Uta Kassapa bought some band-aids and water, and after cleaning the wounds of the crying Kayanoko, she carefully applied the band-aids to her knees.

Generally speaking, the pain from touching a wound can elicit various reactions from girls, such as gasping for air or groaning in pain.

But Jia Yezi didn't. She remained quiet from beginning to end. Even when Utakayo didn't put the bandage on properly at first and had to peel it off and reapply it, she didn't make a sound.

She just gripped her old jeans tightly with her fingers, as if that would relieve some of her tension.

It's clear from her subconscious actions that Jia Yezi has long cultivated the habit of silently enduring and processing things on her own.

"Speak up if you're in pain. If you don't, no one will know how you feel."

With the sound of fingers nervously fastening their jeans, Jia Yezi gave a barely audible reply, looking down.

"Um"

After tending to her wounds, Uta Kasyapa turned to look at her harvest.

A whole recycling bag was filled with various kinds of crushed aluminum cans, and it wasn't light when carried in the hand.

It's clear that Jia Yezi spent a lot of time on it.

Why are you out scavenging?

Faced with Uta Kassapa's question, Kayokawa bit her lip tightly, her fingers clenching into a fist in nervousness.

After a long while, she finally spoke timidly.

"Because eating in the cafeteria costs money."

Uta Kasyapa was taken aback.

"Where are your parents? Don't they give you money?"

Jia Yezi shook her head.

"They used to give me some tuition money in high school, but after I went to college, they stopped caring about me."

"What about your tuition fees?"

"Me, the student grant I applied for."

During Jia Yezi's reply, Utakayo noticed that her jeans were clearly ill-fitting, with her ankles and wrists exposed.

It was obvious that these were old clothes of unknown age.

Therefore, Jia Yezi's current personality is largely due to the disharmony in her family environment and the neglect of her parents.

With a sigh, Uta Kasyapa picked up the recycling bag from the ground.
"Have you tried part-time jobs?"

During the questioning, Jia Yezi repeatedly reached out to take the recycling bag from Uta Kasaya's hand, but after being refused several times, and even after Uta Kasaya threatened to throw the things away if she tried to take them again, Jia Yezi finally gave up.

"Nobody wants to hire me."

Uta Kassapa was taken aback by what he heard. Recalling the few jobs that could be done part-time in Japan, the suitability for someone as taciturn as Kayori was extremely low.

Whether it's being a cashier, tutor, restaurant server, or handing out flyers, these are all professions in island nations that require frequent communication; it's difficult to get a job if you're taciturn.

Thinking of this, Uta Kasyapa sighed again.

"Where do you live? I'll take you home."

Jia Yezi was taken aback at first, then horrified.

"No, no need, Kasyapa-kun, I, I can go back by myself."

"How can I feel at ease letting a girl like you walk outside alone so late at night? Stop talking nonsense and lead the way."

Seeing that Utakayo was determined to take her home no matter what, Kayokawa felt a warm feeling in her heart.

Looking at Utakata walking beside her with a recycling bag, she vaguely saw herself and Utakata picking her up from get off work after she worked overtime.

As she thought about it, Jia Yezi couldn't help but lower her head and smile.

"Good coconut, good coconut?"

"Hi, I'm here!" Looking at the suddenly awakened Jiayezi, Utakayo smiled helplessly.

Which direction does your home face?

"just in front."

Front?

Looking at the street where her house was located, she wondered why Jia Yezi passed by her house every day on her way to and from school. But she had never seen her before.

Holding onto their doubts, the two continued forward.

Just as Uta Kassapa arrived at her doorstep and was about to ask her where she was going, Kayokawa suddenly spoke softly.

"We've arrived!"

Yeah. I know you'll follow me, but girl, this is my house, not yours.
Then, Uta Kassapa saw Kayakko raise her hand and point to the detached house on the next street.

After glancing at Jia Yezi's house and then at his own, Uta Kasyapa fell silent.

Yes, you can go from following and tailing to walking together.

"So this is where you live."

"Yes, I didn't mean to not tell Kasyapa-kun!"

Seeing Uta Kasyapa's complicated expression, Kayano anxiously began to explain.

Utakayo glanced at the roadside, at the trash can where Kayanoko had hidden when the two first met.

Why were you sitting by the trash can that day when it was raining?

Upon hearing Uta Kasyapa mention this issue, Kayokawa blinked and spoke in an outsider's tone.

“Dossan and Kasan had a fight. Dossan got drunk and kicked me out of the house because he thought I was in his way.”

Uta Kassapa paused slightly. Judging from Kayano's tone, it was clear that this was not the first time she had encountered something like this.

"Is your father a serious alcoholic?"

"Yes, he didn't drink much before, but ever since my mother had an affair, my father started drinking heavily."

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Uta Kassapa looked at Kayanoko, whose expression was calm and even numb, thought for a moment, and then reached out to pat her head.

"If you get kicked out again, just come to my house."

Feeling Uta Kasyapa's touch on her head and hearing his gentle voice, Kayokawa couldn't help but purse her lips and nod, unable to suppress the shyness and joy in her heart.

"Hi"

As Jia Yezi kept turning back to look at him, Utakayo watched her walk back to her house, and the scene of her parents moving in first came to mind.

A violent father and a flamboyant mother who clearly has no intention of living a peaceful life.

With parents like that, coupled with the oppressive class system in the island nation, it would be too much to ask Jia Yezi to have the mental health of a normal person.

After returning home, Jia Yezi quietly placed the recyclables she had collected that day in a corner to avoid making any noise that her father would hear and kick her out of the house again.

Although, although Kasyapa-kun said he could go to him, but...
It wouldn't be good if Fujō saw me at Kasyapa's house and then argued with him, causing him trouble.
I recall Fujang, who was bright and confident, and whose every move at school exuded an indescribable charm.

Kneeling beside the tatami mat, she looked at the clothes she had just pulled up in front of her knees, clothes she wore during her junior high school years.

Compared to Fujang, I feel like an ugly duckling.
I recall the scene of Fue and Uta Kasyapa walking together on campus.

How wonderful! I wish I could stand openly beside Kasyapa like Fukie.
Thinking of this, Jia Yezi suddenly shook her head vigorously.

Jia Yezi, you're too greedy!

As long as Kasyapa-kun doesn't dislike me, I just want to stand quietly behind him.
Therefore, God.

Please, please don't let Kasyapa hate me.
(End of this chapter)