Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 35: If you don't want to, something bad might happen.

It is only polite to reciprocate. Jia Yezi gave me a bracelet full of heartfelt sentiment, so I should give her something in return.

Considering her parents' neglect of her, and the fact that she was still wearing clothes from her high school days, Utakayo decided to buy her a few new outfits.

Of course, Fujiang's gift also needs to be prepared, and it must be more expensive than the one bought for Jiayezi, otherwise she will throw a tantrum again.

Come to think of it, how did I gradually turn into a scumbag?

But it seems there's no way to deal with it.

Whether it's Fujiang or Jiayezi, if we let them do as they please, then the island nation will truly be letting them do as they please.

"Excuse me, this is the women's clothing section. The men's clothing section is..."

"I'm here to buy women's clothing, specifically dresses for girls who are around 1.75 meters tall. Could you please take me to see some?"

Upon hearing this, the sales assistant pondered for a moment before breaking into a warm smile and leading Uta Kasyapa to make her selections.

"If you're buying clothes, should you also buy a set of underwear? After all, girls need matching underwear too!"

The sales assistant's question silenced Yudaka. How was I supposed to know about Jia Yezi's bra size?
However, the sales assistant's words made sense, and given Jia Yezi's situation, she probably didn't have suitable underwear either, and the importance of underwear for girls is self-evident.

"Um, I'm not quite sure about her...breast size. Can you tell if I describe it or gesture?"

The sales assistant nodded upon hearing this, saying that determining bra size was easy.

Then, as Uta Kasyapa described the scene and accompanied his actions, the sales assistant showed a surprised expression.

"E?"

The English letters that the sales assistant blurted out startled Utakayo for a moment, but then she realized why Fukie was so hostile.

After all, there are still two letters between them.
After haggling with the sales assistant for a long time, I picked out two dresses, one set of casual clothes, and three sets of underwear, spending a total of 16 yuan.

Having sorted out Jia Yezi's gift, the next headache is Fu Jiang's gift. After all, this young lady will complain if the price or style of the things she buys is inappropriate.

Moreover, giving gifts cannot be done simply and bluntly; there must be a corresponding ceremony or something.

If the two hadn't grown up together, and if Fukie hadn't been genuinely beautiful, Uta Kasaya would have slapped her twice.

Look how spoiled you are!
Okay, I spoiled him.
As for Jia Yezi, given her personality, she'll most likely say she likes whatever she buys with a happy expression.

If the situation in Fujiang is not handled properly, it could lead to another chaotic mess.

After browsing through various stores, Utakayo finally chose a trendy dark red women's watch for Fukie.

The dial is entirely dark, adorned with twinkling stars, and the hands are designed with a skeletonized, floating style.

Of course, the price is also quite attractive, at over 34.
I took a taxi home with a bag full of stuff, and I have to say that the starting fare of 10,000 yen is really outrageous. I won't take a taxi there again next time.

Once you've bought the gifts, the timing and manner of giving them away become another issue.

First, Fujang must receive the gift before Jia Yezi, so that she won't feel like she was just getting a free pass when she finds out that Jia Yezi also has a gift, and thus get angry.

Secondly, the ritual of giving Fujang a gift needs to be carefully planned. Although the term didn't exist at that time, Fujang already had this idea.

Why did you call me over so late at night?

Fukie, dressed in a black vest and gray hot pants, was quite displeased when Uta Kasyapa used a special method to knock on the incinerator in the courtyard to summon her over.

Looking at her fair and rounded shoulders, and her slender and toned body, this girl was indeed very pleasing to the eye.

"I'm calling you over to eat something."

"Do we need a secret code to come over for dinner?" Fu Jiang looked at Utakayo suspiciously, and then, guided by Utakayo, she saw the candlelight dinner on the dining table in the living room.

"Heh heh, who taught you to do it this way?"

As Fukie covered her mouth and chuckled, Uta Kasaya shrugged, pulled out a chair for her to sit down, and then picked up the orange juice on the table. "Cheers."

Fu Jiang glanced at the orange juice in their hands, her expression quite strange.

With her left hand supporting her elbow and her right fingers drawing circles on the table, Fu Jiang's eyes held a hint of something inexplicable.

"Don't you find it strange that a candlelight dinner isn't paired with red wine? And are you really sure you don't want to have a drink?"

Uta Kasyapa naturally understood Fukie's pointed words, but in order to avoid the nightmare scene of dismembering Fukie, he decided to refuse.

"I'm sure, because I don't want any excuses or reasons."

As an adult soul, Uta Kasyapa could naturally understand the implications in Fukie's words, but who knows what would happen if he accepted this move.

No, Heaven doesn't know, but Uta Kasyapa and Fukie definitely do.

If I remember correctly, I found a small umbrella under my pillow when I was in high school.
Moreover, I am quite certain that I never bought this thing, and at that time, the only person who could come here and sleep was Fujiang.

So it goes without saying who bought it.
"tsk"

Fujang pouted unhappily and stomped on Uta Kasyapa's instep in an annoyed manner.

This idiot!

He won't even drink the wine; he really doesn't want to give me any reason!

In public, let alone drinking, how many men wouldn't want to drug themselves?
While munching on her late-night snack with a secret dissatisfaction, just as Fujang was pondering what excuse she could come up with to eat some of Utakayo's tofu, she saw him get up and go to the kitchen, then come out with a plate covered by a bowl.

"This dessert was made especially for you. Take a look."

Looking at the special dessert in front of her, Fu Jiang glanced at Yu Da Jia Ye with a half-smile.

Although the method is old-fashioned and very crude, it was prepared by Uta Kassapa, and he was reluctantly doing it. He wouldn't be so happy to reveal it, would he?
As the lid was lifted, Fukie held the watch carefully selected by Uta Kasyapa in her hand for a moment, then reached out to look at Uta Kasyapa.

Uta Kassapa readily accepted the watch and gently put it on her snow-white wrist.

"Good taste!"

"Yes, if you like it..."

Before he could finish speaking, a frantic sound rang out as he braced himself against the table and nearly knocked over the plate.

The naturally alluring girl forcefully grabbed the boy's collar, pressing his lips against hers.

After a long while, Uta Kassapa suppressed the various thoughts that were rising in his mind, covered his mouth, and glared at Fukie with annoyance.

"Learning from a dog?"

Fu Jiang smiled nonchalantly, placed her right hand on her chest, and looked up at him provocatively.

"Would you like to do something?"

Uta Kasyapa shook his head vigorously.

"If I don't want to, something bad might happen."

Upon hearing this, Fu Jiang pursed her lips but didn't tease her any further, turning around to enjoy her dinner.

Recalling the way Uta Kassapa had pinched her so hard before she bit his lip to prevent him from pulling away, she felt a sharp pain in her hand.

Fu Jiang sighed inwardly, thinking about her own damned charm.

"Come with me somewhere the day after tomorrow."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)