Tokyo, My Childhood Friend is a Ghost Story

Chapter 76 Your task is to grit your teeth and bear it.
Under the pitch-black night sky, Self-Defense Force personnel, armed with rifles and wearing night vision goggles, nimbly and swiftly passed by the interrogators.

A member of the Self-Defense Forces looked at the trembling interrogator on the ground, raised his rifle and smashed it directly on his head, knocking him unconscious.

Behind the Self-Defense Forces, Fukue ignored Inoue Izumi's obstruction and ordered Kayoko, who also wanted to come along, to sit in the car.

Fu Jiang, who had come down from the car, snatched a pistol from the bodyguard and followed behind the Self-Defense Force with a cold face.

Under the cold moonlight, Fukie followed the Self-Defense Forces forward, and along the way, she could see kidnappers who had been shot down by the Self-Defense Forces everywhere.

Soon, Fujang arrived at the entrance of the underground passage.

With bullets piercing his legs, Chang Ben, screaming in agony, was forced to kneel on the ground.

At the end of the corridor, in the dim light, several members of the Self-Defense Force were relentlessly beating several thugs.

"You bastards, you bastards, how could you do such a thing?!"

Upon hearing the sound, Fu Jiang, who was walking along the road with a cold face and a pistol in her hand, was first stunned, then her pace gradually quickened, and she rushed towards the room as if running.

"Miss Fujiang, is there anything left inside that hasn't been cleaned?"

"Get away!!!"

An anxious and furious roar, almost breaking into a hysterical voice, echoed in the passageway cleared by the Self-Defense Force members, whose eyes were glazed over after being subdued.

Fujang finally saw Uta Kasyapa, who was surrounded in the middle and looked utterly miserable.

Looking at his mangled hands and feet, the skin peeled off, and the gaping wound in his open mouth where his tongue had been bitten off, I could see the blood and gore.

Fu Jiang's lips moved slightly, tears instantly streaming down her face. Overwhelmed with grief, her body went limp, and she almost knelt on the ground.

Sobbing, she came to Uta Kasyapa's side, wanting to cup his face, but worried about hurting the wounds on his face where the skin had been peeled off, so she could only gesture in the air.

"Kasyapa!!!"

****
In the hospital operating room corridor, Jia Yezi, who had cried herself unconscious, sat down in a chair with the help of a nurse. Fu Jiang, whose eyes were extremely red and swollen, stood expressionlessly against the wall, supporting herself.

Inoue Izumi and his son Inoue Nosuke stood next to Fukie, while Higa Haruko stood opposite Fukie with her fists clenched.

In the crowded corridor, apart from nurses occasionally pushing open doors to enter with emergency equipment, there was no other sound.

The anxious wait continued until dawn, when the surgeon finally emerged from inside.

"How is the situation?!"

Faced with Fu Jiang's anxious questioning, the surgeon's expression was extremely complicated.

"The patient survived, but..."

"But what? Tell me!!!"

Fu Jiang grabbed the surgeon by the collar and demanded an answer with a terrifying expression.

Knowing that the beautiful girl in front of him had tremendous energy, the doctor hesitated for a long time, afraid of upsetting her, and spoke as softly as possible.

"The injuries are too severe; we can only guarantee the patient's survival, but the postoperative recovery is not optimistic."

After saying that, Uta Kasyapa, who was covered in tubes and looked like a mummy, was wheeled out of the operating room.

Fu Jiang pushed the surgeon aside and immediately followed the hospital bed to the intensive care unit.

In the hospital room, Haruko Higa looked at the battered and bruised Uta Kayo and the tearful Fue, her heart heavy.

This heaviness was partly due to Uta Kasyapa's injuries, but more so because, ever since witnessing Uta Kasyapa's miserable state, a strange and distorted feeling had been emanating from Kayanoko.

At that moment, she instantly understood that the powerful being she had always mistakenly believed to be was very likely the grief-stricken girl in front of her.

And
Looking at the glass, one sees blackness spreading across the entire floor like cracks or a spider web, imperceptible to ordinary people, and an immense pressure emanating from the night sky with no end in sight.

The longer she stayed here, the more terrified Higa Haruko became.

Changchun Jiulang!

You three idiots, do you even realize the enormity of the trouble you've caused?!

"Lord Fue, Miss Kawamata has woken up and is struggling to come in."

As Inoue Izumi spoke softly, Fukie loosened her grip on the bedsheet and walked outside with red eyes.

"Fufujiang, Kasyapa-kun, Kasyapa-kun... I want to see him, please, please let me see him!"

Seeing Jiayezi suddenly kneeling on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly and wanting to see Uta Kasyapa, Fujiang knelt in front of her and helped her up.

"Kasyapa is resting. Shall we wait until he wakes up before seeing him?"

Seeing Jia Yezi crying uncontrollably, Fu Jiang suppressed her own pain and gently comforted her.

Upon hearing this, Jia Yezi could only look at her with tears in her eyes and keep pleading.

Please, please.

Seeing this, Fujang, suppressing his emotions and looking sad, hugged her tightly.

"Be good, can we wait a few days? Be good."

Jia Yezi sobbed helplessly, her voice trembling as if she were about to break.

"I know, I know Kasyapa-kun is badly injured. I know, I know Fujang, you're afraid of me, afraid I can't bear it."

"But, but I want to see him, I want to see him. I'm so scared, I'm afraid I'll never see him again." A heart-wrenching wail reached her ears. Fu Jiang looked at Jia Yezi, who had been sitting on the ground in her arms, kneeling down like a little girl, wiping away her tears and crying in despair.

"it is good"

Helping Jia Yuzi into the ward, Higa Haruko and the others stood quietly at the door, watching the activity inside through the observation window.

Amidst silent sobs, Jia Yezi knelt by the bedside, wanting to reach out and touch Yu Da Jia Ye, but afraid of disturbing his wounds. She could only keep wiping away her tears, not daring to cry out loud.

Jia Yezi didn't fall into a coma again until dawn.

Outside the room, Fukie, her eyes bloodshot, came to the corridor and stared blankly at Inoue Izumi.

Looking at the indifference in Fukie's eyes, Inoue Izumi sighed inwardly.

Revenge began
With a sigh, Inoue Izumi immediately led Fukie forward. Just then, Higa Haruko, who had been waiting at the door of the ward, suddenly spoke.

"Fujiang."

Fujang, who had been called to a halt, stood still, waiting for her next words without turning her head.

Haruko Higa initially wanted to advise Fukue not to escalate the situation, but when she thought of Uta Kasyapa's tragic fate, she put herself in his shoes and considered what it would be like if it were her own family.

I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself.

Be careful.

After the complex voice faded, Fu Jiang left the corridor without pausing, leading a large, dark group of people.

****
In the deserted, abandoned construction site, Chang Ben and the interrogator were secretly imprisoned.

The interrogator frowned constantly due to the abdominal pain, while Chang Ben cursed incessantly beside him.

"You are illegally detaining an exorcist; this is against the law!!"

The interrogator glanced at Chang Ben, who was babbling incoherently out of fear, as if he were an idiot, and then calmly looked at the heavy door.

He had thought that there would be retribution for his line of work, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Footsteps suddenly approached, and Fue, expressionless, arrived before them, accompanied by Inoue Izumi and others.

"Do you know who I am?!"

Bang!
Before Changben could finish speaking, Fujiang, who had just grabbed the baseball bat, smashed his mouth open with it.

Looking at Chang Ben, who lay there like a dead dog, and the others who were begging for mercy in fear, Fu Jiang looked at the interrogator and had him pulled aside by himself.

Then, the bodyguards placed various tools on the table.

Fu Jiang picked up the hammer and tossed it in her hand, then picked up a document and turned to look at the interrogator.

“This is your social network. I only looked at the first page, the part about their names.”

As he spoke, Fujang picked up a lighter and lit the document, then turned to look at the interrogator.

"From now on, your task is to grit your teeth and not reveal any information about them, because if you reveal even one person's information, I guarantee they will all come here and suffer the same fate as Kasyapa."

As he spoke, Fujang suddenly picked up a hammer and smashed the interrogator's thumb.

"what!!!"

"Hyakukawa Yuya, where does your ex-wife live?"

The torturer trembled, his face pale with pain. Looking at Fu Jiang, who was both unbelievably calm and unbelievably beautiful, the torturer gave a bitter smile.

"No wonder, no wonder he wouldn't say a word even after I tortured him like that."

Bang!
"what!!!"

Amid the torturer's screams, Fujang calmly spoke.

“My memory is still good. I will try my best to reconstruct everything you did to Kasyapa. If you can hold on, I will spare your daughter.”

As he spoke, the bodyguard brought over a pot of boiling water and handed it to Fujang.

"Remember, if you don't hold on, I'll bring your relatives and friends here and do it to them one by one in front of you."

"Your daughter is only nine years old, right? Her skin is very delicate, so she should be able to be cooked very easily."

Upon hearing this, the interrogator looked up in horror, staring at Fu Jiang, whose eyes were bloodshot but whose expression remained unusually calm.

This monster is a monster without humanity!!
Hours later, Fu Jiang, covered in blood, sat exhausted in a chair, looking at the interrogator who had collapsed, biting his tongue but failing to bite it off completely, and wailing uncontrollably as he unconsciously revealed everything.

"I'm so sorry, you couldn't hold on. There were twenty-seven people in total. From now on, until Kasyapa wakes up, I will come to see you every day on time."

"Please, please, spare my daughter."

Amidst her incoherent plea, Fujang turned away expressionlessly.

"Have you let Kasyapa go?"

After saying this, Fujang turned and walked towards Changben's direction, looking at Changben who was so frightened by her torture that he had already urinated.

Fu Jiang, her hands covered in blood, brushed her hair back, blood trickling down her fair forehead, and calmly looked down at Chang Ben.

"You speak and I listen."

(End of this chapter)