geisha stories

Tell me that as long as he has money, he can find out how many bowls of rice the general ate today and what color underwear he is wearing.

It was a rare encounter, so I invited him to a coffee shop, and he was very happy to see me. In his own words, "Your body is the most beautiful body I have ever seen."

I just smiled and didn't agree with this sentence, he is an artist, maybe his views are different from ordinary people's.

He told me that he also went to the store to find me later, and he felt a little sorry after I left.

I said, "What else do you want to draw on me?"

"Hahaha, if you don't draw, you can't draw." He smiled.

We chatted for a while, and I asked him if he could help me find a man named Kaguya Aida, he looked at me with a half-smile, "So you redeemed yourself for a man, if you want to redeem yourself, tell me Ah, I can buy you."

I know he misunderstood, he was joking, and I also know that he bought me maybe for his so-called art, I heard that some artists are crazy, and there are some body artists who will cut open the human body and dig out the internal organs, do something cruel.

He gave me this dangerous feeling, there is a price to pay for making a deal with the devil, he made his request, he said he wanted to see my body, let me take off my clothes and let him draw a picture, I refused, Now that I am no longer a geisha, I no longer have any reason to abuse myself.

Seeing that I was about to leave, he stopped me again, "Don't worry, I'm just kidding, you can leave this matter to me at ease."

I am very grateful that he gave him the phone number in the store, and he took the initiative to pay the bill when he left. I feel that I owe him a favor, and it would be great if I can repay it in the future.

About a week later, I received a call from him, and sure enough, he said he had found Kaguya Aida, and I left Kabukicho the next day to find that man.

Of course, the necessary things must not be forgotten.

I have seen countless people, and I seldom lose sight of people. At that time, I didn't think too much about Liuli. Although I vaguely felt that the person was a bit sly, I didn't think too much. It was just such a carelessness that ruined Liuli. I don't know where she is now, or she may have suffered misfortune. The life of a geisha is really worthless.

I have always regretted that I didn't put more thought into it at that time, and I didn't tell Liuli the slightest thought in my heart that something was wrong with that person. Even if it was a one-thousandth possibility, things would not have turned into the current situation.

I came to the man's house, it was not a big house, and the surrounding buildings were a bit dilapidated, I knocked on the door, and soon someone opened the door.

This person is Aida Kaguya, he did not recognize me, the last time he saw me was a year ago, and I always wear makeup when I meet customers in the store, I am also confident that he will not recognize me.

He asked me strangely, "Who are you?"

"Why did you even forget about me?" I walked in with my head tilted, he was a little puzzled.

"Hey, tell me who you are first."

I turned around and approached him, "Guest, you have a bad memory, forgot how I handed her over to you more than a year ago? Have you forgotten how much she trusts you?"

He didn't speak, his eyes were wide open, and his hands were covered with blood.

The blood belonged to him, I turned around and approached him, and when he was unprepared, I stuck the knife hidden in my sleeve into his stomach.

I hate her, and those who push good girls to hell, like my uncle.

He didn't have the strength to resist, but he didn't die, and fell to the ground.

I knelt down and looked at his bleeding wound, the ground was already stained red with blood, he begged me for mercy, I asked him where Liuli was, he said he didn't know, so I stabbed him again with the knife His abdomen twitched violently, his face pale.

He said: "I really... don't know... maybe in Yoshiwara... maybe... in some other... flower, flower street... please, let me go..."

Is this kind of person still eligible to live?Let the girl who is in the abyss believe in herself see the light, but beat her back to hell in an instant, this kind of people whose conscience has been eaten by dogs are not qualified to live.

I dug into his belly with a knife, cut open, and churned his flesh, just like I did to my uncle in my dream.

"What are you doing?!"

A yell brought me back to my sanity, I looked up, and saw the little guest standing at the door, the sun was slightly drunk, his face was covered with a layer of golden light, he was too good-looking.

I wiped the blood off the knife, stood up and said with a smile, "It's nothing."

He looked at the corpse on the ground, and then looked at me coldly, his eyes seemed to be looking at a stranger, I suddenly felt a little cold, this is a feeling I haven't experienced for a long time.

"How can you kill people, bastard! Do you know that you will be arrested and go to jail!" He was very angry.

I smiled and stared at him, "Why can't I kill someone? It's not the first time."

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10 Daily life 4

We didn't stay there much, the little guest took me away, a hooligan like Kaguya Aida, even if he died, no one would care, and the police couldn't find me, at most they thought he was murdered by his enemies killed.

It’s already dark now, the moon is high, and I walked along the path with the little guest. It rained yesterday, and there was still water in the pit, so I washed the blood off my hands and stained some on my cuffs. If I can't wash it off, I don't care.

It turned out that the little guest had been following me here from Kabukicho. I asked him what he was doing with me. He said that he felt that something was wrong with me yesterday, so he followed out without worrying.

I laughed, "You really have a heart."

He scratched his fluffy silver curly hair, "I can't help it, you are always worrying."

This is beyond my expectation. I always feel that I am a very independent person. Maybe the little guest has a different mind?I didn't think about it anymore, I don't know what this place is, there seems to be lights ahead, and tall buildings can be seen, maybe it's almost the place where people gather.

We were still chatting along the way, chatting about some things, but we never said anything about what happened just now.

Now we can’t go back to Kabukicho at this time, we have to find a place to stay, the hotel proprietress saw us and said that there are couple rooms, I smiled and said: “No, we want two rooms.”

The little guest said, "Don't make trouble with your wife, what are you doing with your money, Yinsang, I work very hard every day."

"..." Little guest, what are you planning to play, "Then let's have a room."

The proprietress gave us the key to the house, and the little guest turned his head away silently, and when he got up, he said frantically: "What are you doing! What are you, a big bad wolf, trying to do to Yinsang!"

"eat you."

"Help!"

"You call it broken throat...cough cough..."

The elevator was suddenly opened, and a couple walked in. I silently retracted my words. The woman standing in front of me was a little revealingly dressed, and the little visitor kept looking at her transparent clothes.

After getting out of the elevator, the little guest shook his head and said to me: "No, that woman's breasts are not as big as yours, and her waist is not as thin as yours. Sure enough, your type is my favorite."

The little guest is sometimes very funny and deserves to be beaten, but he is a good man with a big heart. I am always relaxed when I am with him. As for today, this is the first time I have played this way. I am not a geisha now. Guests sleeping in a room naturally have to pay attention to their proportions, the bed is mine, and the little guests who are playful must accept the punishment of sleeping on the floor.

The room is pasted with goose-yellow pattern wallpaper, and the decoration is very good. The bed is two meters long, so it should be very comfortable to sleep on. I still smell a little blood on my body, so I went to take a shower first, and then I wrapped my clothes in a bath towel I washed it and left it outside on the balcony, it should be dry tomorrow.

The little guest also went to take a shower, with wet hair drooping on his head. I remembered that he was like this the first time we were there. His hair was wet, his body was strong, and he could see obvious pectoral and abdominal muscles. Now he has Unlike before, he is not shy or shy, he is a mature man.

I stood on the balcony, took out a cigarette and started smoking. The wind was a bit cold, but it made me feel very comfortable.

He walked up to me and twisted a strand of my hair, as if he was thinking about something.

Since I became a geisha, my hair has never been cut. For a geisha, hair is as important as life. After so many years, my hair has grown to my hips. It’s not that I didn’t think about cutting it. I couldn't bear it. When I went to the barber shop, even the barber said it would be a pity to cut off such good hair. He also recommended me to get a big wave, but I rejected it.

We were all silent until I finished a cigarette and he said, "To be honest, I never thought you would kill someone."

"why?"

"I have known you for more than two years, and I still can't see through you. Every time I feel that I know you better than before, I will discover your unknown side, and then I think, ah, so this is the real thing. you."

I twisted out the cigarette butt until there was no spark left, "everyone has a different side, but each one is me." In fact, the little guest's words surprised me, because what he said was exactly how I felt about him, Mingming felt that he was getting closer and closer to him, but at a certain moment, he realized that he was actually far away from him.

There is something uncertain between us, and I don't know what it is.

He laughed a few times and said, "That's quite true."

Then he asked me when was the first time I killed someone, I said, when I was 13 years old.

There was a ronin who killed my parents. My father told me to run away. I didn’t go far. I hid behind a boulder and watched. I saw that ronin stab my father in the heart with a knife and raped me. after mother