[Comprehensive] Down with the Fujiang Empire!

I originally thought that no one would come to the hot springs at night in a hotel like Kirishima.

The hotel's hot spring is in a room, with clean slate and fine cobblestones paving the way.The women's bath and the men's bath are not far apart because the house is not big.Clothes were placed by the hot spring, and I stepped into the hot spring bit by bit naked. The hot water surface was smudged with ripples, and the stones paved under the water were smooth and abrupt, and the hot spring water was not hot. .

I numbly soaked in the hot water, my brain throbbing like a spasm.Unconsciously, I clenched my hands into fists, and I spread them out. These hands looked smooth and white, with small and fine scars, which were so pale that they were almost invisible.

In this world, only relatives can trust me, and only relatives can give me the motivation to live.

dear this thing...

I let out a sigh of relief and leaned softly against the water's edge.

It's disgusting.

"Wow—"

There was a sudden sound of splashing water in the hot spring, and I saw a girl who appeared here at an unknown time emerged from the water.It was an extremely beautiful face, with red lips, beautiful eyes slightly upturned, and a seductive mole under the left eye.

The girl paddled and swam to my side. Her snow-like skin was glowing pink under the steam. She stood up from the water, her beautiful curves kept rolling down, and her long black and smooth hair was stained by the water. Body, gem-like luster.She leaned down and looked at me with narrowed eyes.

I ignored her, but she brought her face closer to me and stared straight at me. The mole under her left eye was captivating.

"Tsk." She laughed contemptuously, extremely arrogant, "An ugly girl. It really stained my eyes."

She walked up to the water bank naked, unwilling to look at me again as if she was disgusted, that graceful figure carried extraordinary magic power.

... Ugly girl?In Japanese terms... is this a greeting or a sign of disgust?

I was a little surprised, turned my head and smiled at her back: "Hello, my name is Hayakawa Snake."

The girl turned her head to look at me, raised her arrogant chin: "Get out of here, ugly girl."

Ah, what a funny and ignorant maiden.

After soaking in the hot spring, I changed into a monochrome bathing suit, grabbed a towel, wiped my wet hair and walked out of the women's bath.

After soaking for so long, my stomach is also hungry.

Thinking about it, I walked faster, and happened to pass by the living room, and I heard a familiar voice calling: "Ananda, I want to eat foie gras and caviar."

"I ask who you are! What do you want to do when you come to my house?!"

The one who spoke at the back was the old lady who often knelt in the porch and greeted the guests with a smile on her face. Her voice was a bit sharp and angry.

That beautiful girl is the old man's mistress?

It seems that there is a good show tonight.

I stopped at the door and listened to their conversation while wiping my hair.

"Fangzi, what's wrong with you!" The old man's voice sounded very unhappy, but when he changed the subject, he became disgusted and docile towards the girl, "Fu Jiang, wait here, I'll buy you foie gras and caviar."

The old man's footsteps came towards the door. When the door opened, the old man's face twisted when he saw me, and his short white hair became a bit messy. He smiled awkwardly: " Why is Ms. Hayakawa here?"

"..." I turned around and took a look in the living room. At some point, the beautiful girl put on a red dress, leaned against the wall with her arms crossed, glared at me, and shouted at the old man. : "Come on, I want caviar! Caviar!"

The old man just ignored me, rushed into the opposite room, took his coat, put on his wooden clogs, and hurried out through the fog.

But, didn't the old man say...you can't go out at night?

Without saying a word, I turned my gaze back to the living room, stroked my dry hair, and said to the old lady who was staring at the girl with annoyed expression, "I'm hungry."

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3. When the beautiful boy at the crossroads hits Fu Jiang (3)...

The old man did not come back.

All night.

The fog outside had not cleared, and it was as pale as a dead man's bones.

When I went downstairs, breakfast was just opened, and the guests who came to visit Kirizhi Town also gathered in the living room, chatting and laughing constantly, and the atmosphere was very lively.

I didn't see the beautiful girl, nor did I see the old man who warned me not to go out at night.

The old woman knelt on the side to add food, her old brows were full of worry.

It seems that the old man did not come back all night.

I found a place where few people sat, and took the bowls and chopsticks from the old woman. The breakfast was rice with miso soup, fried fish and half-cooked eggs.

I have only eaten porridge and fried dough sticks for breakfast, so this meal is a bit heavy.

The old woman was absent-minded, and the wrinkles on her face drooped a lot, not to mention she added a lot of rice to my rice bowl one after another.I really couldn't stand it anymore, and let her add food in a daze, stretched out her hand to pick up the fried fish with a blank expression, and ate it with the miso soup.

The miso soup was very salty.

The group of tourists in the town of fog obviously noticed it too, and they laughed and didn't do much.I glanced at them, at this time the old lady smiled kindly, handed the bowl in front of me, and said, "Miss Hayakawa, eat more."

"..." I think I'm full.

I pushed the bowl away and looked around for a cup to pour water.

The old man died.

His body was at the crossroads only a few hundred meters away from the hotel, lying on his back in a pool of blood, his face was as pale as a dead man, his eyes were empty, desperate and unwilling.What was fatal was the wound on the neck. The neck was covered with scars cut with scissors desperately. The blood spurted from the neck was splattered several meters away.

And the deadly pair of scissors was in his hand, and he was still holding it tightly.

The blood dyed his originally dark kimono extremely brightly, even the walls and telephone poles were covered with his blood, an extremely bleak scene.

Because it was a foggy day, the thick and lingering blood was faint in the fog and carried far away.

It was after nine o'clock in the morning when he was found. When a policeman came to inform him of the news, he had a strange expression on his face.I combed my hair with my hands, and inadvertently looked back at the old woman's face. She was so excited that she was clutching her chest and complaining of pain, and her breathing was very short of breath.A passenger quickly hugged the old woman, only to find that she had passed out.

This group of people broke out, doing cardiac pacing, and playing 120 in a mess.

I leaned to watch them in silence, and suddenly saw a beautiful girl walking in from the door, wearing a red dress and a pair of slender high-heeled shoes, she frowned in disgust, and said in a low voice: "Even this You can't do a little thing well, what a waste!"

But at this time, I found that the originally lively scene became deadly quiet, and the men among the passengers stared at the beautiful girl with obsessive and enchanted eyes.

The girl raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes looked around the people present with radiance, then she pursed her lips and smiled arrogantly and charmingly: "I never thought there would be so many handsome guys here."

The male passenger crawled under the girl's feet like a starving ghost, staring straight at the girl with a dark and evil expression.

The fainted old woman was lying on the ground, and the only two female passengers were tending to her.

"Ah~ Handsome guys, my name is Tomie Kawakami."

An incredible thing happened, the group of men grabbed Fu Jiang's skirt and rushed to announce their names,

Fu Jiang raised his chin proudly, obviously very proud, which caused those men to exclaim.She gave me a look of pity: "It's so pitiful, tsk tsk." She shook her head, but giggled and trembled, "Handsome guys, come with me~"

"...Fu Jiang."

"Ah, my Tomie~"

The group of men followed Fu Jiang one after another like tamed pets. They couldn't even stop the woman who hurried forward to grab their clothes, and left the room in groups one by one.

It was so foggy that it was difficult for an ambulance to come in.The doctor wanted to carry the load in to carry the old woman, but he didn't expect the old woman to wake up by herself. The old woman said there was nothing wrong, so she had to let the emergency doctors and nurses leave.

The old lady was in a trance, chanting some incomprehensible words.One of the two women went out to find the men who followed Fu Jiang out, and the other stayed here with me to take care of the old woman.

I saw that the woman was busy and didn't need me to do anything at all, so I went upstairs and went back to the room to take out the charger, and nestled on the desk while charging and reading novels.Facing the desk is a window, and the white mist is slightly bright red, which makes people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

This made me start to think that this trip to Japan might not be so easy to pass.

The woman who went out to find someone was called Kazama Midori, and she didn't bring back the group of men who had enchanted Fu Jiang at noon.The remaining woman was Gong Benyue. The old woman who had been taking care of her all morning didn't look so good, but even worse.With a high fever in a daze, he called old man old man in his mouth.In a place like Kiri Town where the humidity is particularly heavy, if it is not treated in time, it may endanger the life of the old lady.

The two of them couldn't discuss it with each other, and they were both a little downcast, but they didn't realize at all... It's already lunch time.

I stood in the stairwell waiting for them to tell me to go down to have lunch, but both women were busy in the living room and took a look at me, neither of them had a good face.I laughed, turned around and went back to my room, casually found a pack of instant noodles in the suitcase for lunch.

Night of screams.

The fog was pale, and the thick night couldn't cover the whiteness.

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