My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 115 Trip to Kamakura, truth and adventure.

I said I was going to Kamakura the next day, but when I actually woke up, it was already past noon.

When I opened my eyes, I had a splitting headache. What was worse than the headache was the heavy pressure on my chest. It felt like being pressed by Wuzhishan for 500 years.

Looking up, the clothes were open, but they were not taken off anyway.

Lying on the chest is Xiao Zhen's sleeping face.The girl, who was almost mature, hugged his chest tightly, and made a slight "whoosh" sound from her nose, like a kitten that has been rubbed on its head.

Fujiwara Xingkong couldn't hold back, and reached out to pinch her nose.

"Oh~~ sister don't want~~"

Niijima, who was in a drowsy sleep, "slapped" his hand open, then embraced him, and hugged him tightly again.

Fujiwara Xingkong hugged her with one arm, propped the carpet on the other hand, and sat up slowly.

Yukino Risa was sleeping soundly with her arms wrapped around his thigh like an octopus, and it seemed she had no intention of waking up for a while.

Well, the pants are still in good shape.

There is no such thing as drunken sex or anything like that.

I don't know whether it's regret or luck, Fujiwara Xingkong smiled wryly and moved his body, wanting to go to the bathroom, but Xiaozhen hugged her tightly, and the old woman showed no sign of letting go.

Hands back, trying to pull out the body by supporting the carpet relay, but under the influence of the headache, the brain seems to be not working well, so the hand was put back, but it was propped on a beer can, and then——

boom--

"Yeah..." Xiao Zhen let out a low voice, shook her head and woke up, Yukino Risa also opened her sleepy eyes on Fujiwara Xingkong's lap, and said lazily: "Uh... Xiao Zhen, Hoshi-chan... …Good morning."

Afterwards, both sisters were stunned!
The eyes of the three people intertwined in the hall, there is me in you, and you in me, and it took a moment.

"Ah!" Niijima screamed, pushed Fujiwara Hoshizora to the ground with both hands, and ran back to the room with his face covered in redness.

Yukino Risa rushed forward with her teeth and claws open.

"Beast, you even attack my sister!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't do anything"

"You're still quibbling after hugging them all together!!!"

"Didn't you drink too much last night~~~"

"Die, scumbag!"

Fujiwara Hoshikora, who had a bruised nose and face and teeth marks all over his arms, felt very aggrieved, but he couldn't speak out.

As the evening approached, the atmosphere returned to its former joy.

Come on, only the world where Fujiwara was injured has been achieved.

The three of them didn't go anywhere, and just lay at home as an abandoned house for a day.And the plan to go to Kamakura can only be postponed by one day.

The outside world is already noisy, and there are many things in the Ninth Division that the captain Risa Niijima needs to go back to deal with. In the task of arresting the remnants of the Tokugawa family, Makoto Niijima also needs to go back to help.

However, the two sisters seemed to have completely let themselves go. They sent leave messages to Section Chief Huangjuan one after another, and then turned off their phones and went missing.

In the evening, they sang karaoke in the hall.

During the street lamp dinner, lights were projected from the room blocked by the curtain, and a relaxed and lingering singing voice was also heard, a very soft and friendly female voice.

[I lay down, daydreaming, staring at the ceiling. ]
[Waste all day. ]
[The world flies by our windows. ]
[But hey baby, it's okay. ]
[I will do anything for you]
[If you want to go, let's go. ]
[If you want to take a walk, let's take a walk together. ]
[Occasionally kiss and chat. ]
[If you don’t want to leave here, then don’t go anywhere. ]
[We stay here forever. ]
On May 5th, it was unusually clear, the sky was as blue as an endless ocean, clear and transparent, and the light sunlight touched the earth, making it warm and comfortable.

It's a great day for a date.

The three of them came out of the house and walked towards Shinjuku Station on foot.

My body always feels very light. Even though I'm just walking normally, I feel like I'm jumping, as if there are wings growing from my back.

The familiar residential streetscapes are exceptionally beautiful today, the wildflowers growing in the cracks in the asphalt pass by the corner of my eyes, and the chirping of sparrows staying on the telephone poles is also particularly loud.

Everything looks so cute, and even the heart becomes softer.

Crossing the residential street, passing a bridge on the way, the closer the station is, the denser the surrounding buildings become, and the number of people begins to increase dramatically.

"Sister, let's go buy Pocky."

"Thin or thick?"

"Of course it's rough."

"Would you like some pudding?"

"Buy, buy, buy."

"What do you want to eat, Fujiwara?"

Standing at the entrance of the convenience store, Fujiwara Hoshikora, holding two women's bags in his left hand and a camera hanging on his chest, replied with a frown: "No, I don't want anything, and you two don't buy too much."

Not long after, the two sisters walked into Shinjuku Station arm in arm with smiles on their faces.

Fujiwara Xingkong behind him had a large bag of snacks on his empty right hand.

So, they treat me as a follower?
Taking the long escalator to the platform of the JR Shonan Shinjuku Line, the two sisters who arrived first waved to him.

The two of them dressed in very similar styles today. The elder sister wore a short-sleeved white gauze top and a black skirt, revealing two smooth long legs. On her feet were wedge-shaped high-heeled sandals with neatly trimmed toenails. Painted a light blue.

The younger sister was wearing an off-white floral top, a light green short skirt, wedge-shaped high-heeled sandals under her two smooth long legs, and her toenails were painted a light red.

The two have the same short bob hair, one is light black with a little brown mixed in, the other is dark brown, their delicate facial features are quite similar, they stand there arm in arm, making the same expression with the same expression. The movement immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the platform.

Who can not love such sisters, let alone take pictures for them, even if they drink their feet. Bah, don't drink.

When I arrived at Kamakura Station by the Shonan Shinjuku Line, it was ten o'clock in the morning.

After leaving the station, the strong sunlight in early summer made the new green leaves emit a dazzling luster.

A rainbow of bright colors can be seen beneath the constant spray of water from the fountain.

Yukino Risa stepped on her own shadow on the asphalt road, walked on the streets full of shops, and occasionally turned her head to look at her short-haired figure reflected in the clean and bright glass windows.

Who is better looking, me or Audrey Hepburn in "Roman Holiday"?

She thought so, and when she looked back, the person she liked and her sister were discussing which scenic spot to go to first.

"Go to Kotokuin, I'm going to see the Great Buddha of Kamakura."

This is my sister's suggestion.

"What's there to see in the bald head? Let's go to the Kamakura Literary Museum first. There are handwritten manuscripts and letters by great writers such as Natsume Soseki, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, and Yosano Akiko. Now that we're in Kamakura, how can we miss it? "

This is Fujiwara's suggestion.

"What's so good about a pile of books, you scum, you should go to accept the baptism of the Buddha and start a new life!"

"It's obvious that you don't read enough books and don't appreciate the charm of literature!"

"You are the only one who reads few books!"

"You still talk back, right? Let me ask you, the author of "I Am a Cat" is~~ah~~ why are you stepping on my foot~~"

Oh, two young children~~
Yukino Risa smiled and said, "Since the two of you can't reach a unified destination, how about a compromise?"

The two who were still arguing turned their heads to look at each other in a "scrambling" manner.

"Let's go to Tsuruoka Hachiman Shrine."

"What kind of compromise is this, go to Gaodeyuan!"

"No, Kamakura Literature Museum!"

Yukino Risa rubbed her aching temple, "Why don't you fight, no matter who wins or loses, we will go to Tsuruoka Hachiman Shrine later."

"Sister, you are a scumbag!"

"Old woman, you are unreasonable!"

"Oh? Listen to this tone~~" Yukino Risa half-closed her eyes and smiled softly: "Are you planning to rebel?"

The two of them immediately replied obediently: "Go to Tsuruoka Hachimangu Shrine."

Walk out of the station, walk along the straight Wakamiya Road for more than ten minutes, and turn into the north-south Komachi Street. The more than 200-meter-long street is full of various shops, ranging from local specialty food shops such as natto and ham to handicraft shops such as Kamakura carvings, and everything from time-honored restaurants to western-style cafes.

Now it is during the Golden Week holiday, the road leading to the shrine is full of people, all kinds of small shops with strange shapes are very interesting to look at, the most interesting one is a snack bar selling fried shrimp cakes, separated by From a distance, you can feel the delicious aroma stimulating the nasal cavity.

The two sisters ran around in various shops, bought what they liked when they saw it, and hung it on Fujiwara Xingkong's neck after buying it. Regardless of his livid face, they enjoyed the fun of shopping with peace of mind.

Walking out of Komachi Street and arriving at the Ichino Torii in front of the shrine, Fujiwara Hoshizora already had ten bags hanging on his body.

Yukino Risa handed over a bunch of fried shrimp cakes, "Open your mouth."

"Ah~~ a bit salty."

"How come?" Yukino Risa put the fried shrimp cake he took a bite into his mouth.

(￣～￣) Chew!
"It seems a little salty, let me buy some bottles of water."

After Niijima saw his sister leaving, a sly smile appeared on his lips.

"Hey, Fujiwara." She approached slowly, but pretended to look at the blue sky.

"The weather is fine."

Fujiwara Xingkong echoed with a smile: "Yes, naive blue."

"We should exercise more in this weather."

"Huh? What exercise?"

"Let's compete!" Niijima pointed to the long stone steps leading to the main hall of the shrine, with a smile on his face as if he wanted to compete with the sun.

"Whoever climbs to the front of the main hall of the shrine first will be the winner, and the loser will have a treat at noon today."

Fujiwara Xingkong looked at the big and small bags on his body, his face a little embarrassed.

Niijima's little devil followed the guidance: "It's okay, you put it on the ground first, and let my sister pick it up later."

"Is this okay?"

"Brother-in-law, aren't you a strict wife?"

Bah, you are a strict wife.

Without saying a word, Fujiwara Hoshikora threw all the bags on his body on the ground, vowing to restore his dignity in front of his sister-in-law.

When Yukino Risa came back with three bottles of purified water, she saw two figures from a distance interspersed with the crowd of people on the stone steps, sprinting towards the hall.

Not long after, Fujiwara Xingkong was the first to rush up the stone steps, and when he turned around, a bright smile bloomed on his face.In a trance, even the sunshine at noon in early summer was overwhelmed by the young man, losing the brightness it should have had.

Her gaze passed through the moving head and blended with his gaze through the air.

It was so sweet that I couldn't help but lick my lips.

Yukino Risa smiled, took out her cell phone and made a call.

"If you don't want to die, just roll down and put the salute on your back!"

(End of this chapter)