Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 23 I'm Out
Sunlight streamed into the bedroom through the gaps, falling on the sheets and gently illuminating the food-grade chocolate-colored shoes. The light shone through the white silk, making the pearl-like toes of the feet faintly visible, making one want to hold them in their hands and play with them carefully.

Uta Kassapa walked to the window and drew the curtains. When he turned his head, he saw Fukie looking at him sleepily.

"what time is it?"

"Nine o'clock."

Blinking blankly, Fujang yawned and sat up in bed.

Looking at the beautiful girl in front of him, who seemed to have stepped out of a comic book and whose hair even exuded an unnatural and eerie aura, Uta Kasyapa drew the curtains open again.

"I'm going to make breakfast. Remember to wash up."

"Well"

Fujang, who had just woken up, looked a little dazed. After watching Utakayo leave with droopy eyes, she fell back onto the bed.

Just then, a sound of a pet scratching came from the wardrobe.

Fu Jiang got up with a look of disgust, went to the wardrobe, opened the door, and looked down at little Fu Jiang in the corner.

"Useless trash."

Xiao Fujiang was taken aback at first, then smiled happily.

What's a piece of trash called?

"you!"

An angry voice came from Fu Jiang's mouth. After glaring at Xiao Fu Jiang for a while, Fu Jiang picked up Xiao Fu Jiang like a chick and went back to bed to lie down.

"Waste is waste. Nighttime is the best time for life to be born, and you've just wasted it."

Upon hearing this, Fu Jiang's expression instantly became distorted and terrifying, but after a moment she smiled sweetly.

"If I try my best, I'll have a chance to reproduce and procreate. That's better than just being able to cling to something that's like a fly that only bites once, right?"

"you!"

Fu Jiang's mockery of Xiao Fu Jiang was incredibly damaging. Enraged, Xiao Fu Jiang suddenly jumped up from the pillow and bit Fu Jiang's nose hard.

"You bastard...!"

After a while, Fujang, with a red nose and scratches all over her face, and Little Fujang, whose body was unnaturally twisted, sat on the bed glaring at each other.

The clanging of spatulas from the kitchen interrupted their standoff.

With a faint crackling sound of bones twisting, Xiao Fujang's body returned to normal, and the marks on Fujang's face disappeared without a trace.

This encounter was extremely gentle compared to Fukie's previous fights with other split entities.

"Anyone else?"

"You already have a maternal instinct, can't you sense it?"

After Xiao Fujiang explained, the atmosphere fell silent.

After a long silence, Xiao Fujiang spoke softly.

"What are we, really?"

Fu Jiang leaned against the headboard and pondered for a moment, then shook her head.

"I'm not sure. From a biological perspective, it should still be human?"

"What if something happens to your and Kasyapa's child in the future?"

There was a long silence.

".I have no idea."

During the conversation, they heard Uta Kasyapa calling Fukie downstairs for dinner.

At the dining table, Fukie watched as Uta Kasaya, who had made an excuse to go to the bathroom on the second floor but was actually delivering something to Fukie, pursed her lips.

"He's getting better and better at lying."

At Fue's house, Matsushima Yuko, wearing reading glasses and watching the entertainment channel, watched Fue walk back from Uta Kasyapa's house.

Remember to take precautions!

Fu Jiang, who had just stepped onto the stairs with her left foot and was about to go upstairs, suddenly stopped, and her ears turned bright red.

"Grandma!" Matsushima Yuko said shyly, glancing thoughtfully at Fukie who hurried upstairs.

"Oh my, so innocent! Youth is truly wonderful!"

At the doorway, Uta Kassapa waited for Fukie to come out, while from the direction of Kayano's house, a series of scolding voices came.

"You slut, dressed so provocatively, who are you going to see this time?! Who bought you this watch?!"

"Who I'm looking for is none of your business! Did you see my watch? Heh, if you could buy me a watch and cosmetics, I wouldn't look for anyone else, I'd only look for you!"

"Bitch, bitch, bitch!"

*Slap!* Someone lightly patted my shoulder.

She wore a navy blue floral maxi dress with beige strappy sandals, her left hand supporting a yellow wide-brimmed sun hat on her head, while her right hand delicately rested on her slender waist.

Looking at Fukie, who was still captivating even without makeup, Uta Kassapa's eyes flashed with amazement.

"looks good?"

It was naturally beautiful; as the girl gracefully twirled around, strands of hair fluttering down her lower back revealed glimpses of snow-white skin.

Uta Kassapa's unwavering gaze proved that the backless dress she had chosen today was quite nice. Satisfied, Fue looked in the direction Uta Kassapa had been looking.

"Get out! Get the hell out of here! This isn't your home. Don't ever come back!"

"Ha, I own half of the house, why shouldn't I come back?"

"roll!!"

The sound of shattering porcelain rang out, and a moment later, a woman dressed in flamboyant attire, still possessing a certain charm, emerged from within the courtyard wall.

"Don't look anymore. Don't worry, I'll support you if you ever run out of money."

Fujang thought that Utakata was moved by the argument, so she jokingly comforted him and then took Utakata's hand and walked towards the bus stop.

Meanwhile, at Jia Yezi's home, Jia Yezi, who was hiding in her small room with her legs drawn up, looked calmly out the window at the yard.

After his mother left, the angry father picked up things in the house and started smashing them. It took him a while to calm down.

Fortunately, the scrap I had carefully hidden in the corner was not discovered.

Around noon, Jia Yezi, feeling hungry, carefully and quietly went downstairs to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and looked at the half-eaten bread and some snacks inside.

I carefully took them out and placed them on the kitchen counter, then clasped my hands together in front of today's lunch.

"I'm gonna start now"

However, just as she put the leftover bread into her mouth, a cold voice suddenly came from behind her.

"That's my thing."

Upon hearing the voice, Jia Yezi paused and slowly turned around to look at her drunk father, who had somehow appeared behind her.

"Dear father."

"lay down."

Jia Yezi looked at her father's expressionless face, pursed her lips slightly, put down the leftover bread, and put the snacks with drinks into the refrigerator.

After Jia Yezi put the food back in the refrigerator, her father acted as if he hadn't seen her. He walked to the refrigerator, took the food out again, and walked back to the living room to sit down without any expression.

I was watching TV while eating bread and drinking beer.

Jia Yezi stood in the kitchen for a while, smiled sadly, then went to her room to change into old clothes and came out to the yard.

After cleaning up the broken porcelain shards in the yard, Jia Yezi found the junk she had hidden in a corner and brought it to the door.

I'm going out.

The whispers came, like mud sinking into the ocean, without making a ripple.

Standing at the door, gazing in the direction of Uta Kasyapa's house, Kayano paused for a moment, a touch of warmth rising in her cold heart.

"I can't just stand there, the recycling center is far away, I need to hurry."

After murmuring to herself, Jia Yezi lowered her head, picked up the recycling bag filled with waste that was about the same height as her legs, and walked towards the recycling station.

(End of this chapter)