My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 228 The Headless Horseman's Uniform Play
Ikebukuro, Kawagoe streets.

Fujiwara Hoshizo walks the streets at night.

Walk along the sidewalk of the National Highway slowly, slowly.

Like a clockwork doll, it walks with unchanging steps.

In front of the line of sight, there is an abandoned building, only a room on the top floor is lit with a faint light.

Every time Fujiwara Xingkong took a step forward, his teeth "creaked".

The end point was slowly approaching, and in front of him was the lifeless passageway of the apartment, his neck turned left and right, Fujiwara Xingkong let out a breath, and the moment he walked into the dark corridor, the several emotions that were panting violently in his heart gradually died down and degenerated into meaningless old dreams.

In the dimly lit room, Celti stood by the window, looking at the night sky of Tokyo.

On the table next to her lay her head quietly.

No matter how the picture looks, it is very strange, and it is actually very strange.

After all, Celty is not a human, but a headless horseman goblin from Ireland.

In the 20 years since she traveled across the ocean and came to Tokyo, she turned into the urban legend of the Headless Horseman, riding a black motorcycle, wielding a huge scythe, racing and killing people in the streets of Ikebukuro in the middle of the night, and looking for her head by the way.

She could sense that her head was somewhere in Ikebukuro, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find the exact location.She searched in vain day after day, no matter how much time she spent, she would not hesitate.

After Fujiwara Xingkong appeared, the situation quietly changed.

What else are you looking for? Don't look for it anymore.The days of playing games or rolling around on the bed with him were enough to make her feel that this was the whole meaning of life.

The night view of Tokyo pours light into the room.The colorful lights on the top of the tall buildings, the lights on the national highway, the moving car headlights, and the colorful neon lights on the top of the buildings, they merge with each other to form the unique light of the metropolis, illuminating the entire abandoned building.

If the head returns to his body, what kind of changes will occur in his life and memory up to now?
Will it be like what I feared, forgetting the past 20 years, forgetting about Ikebukuro, forgetting about Tokyo, resuming the original mission of the Irish goblin, leaving this city, and never returning?
Thinking of this, Celty suddenly felt an unprecedented fear.

She picked up the tablet she usually uses to communicate with others, and clicked on one of the documents, which recorded the details of this period of time.The word that appeared most frequently was Fujiwara Xingkong's name.

What will be the result, I still haven't found the answer.

But as long as I think of him, my heart will immediately quiet down.

Compared with searching for the head for 20 years alone, Celty realized more strongly that he was a more indispensable existence for him.

This has been confirmed time and again.

Celty began to think about a question that she had thought about many times before.

Since I have no head, I cannot be called a person. So, are the feelings in my heart the same as the so-called love and attachment of humans?
I don't know the answer to this question either.

However, at least I hope that like now, I hope that Fujiwara Xingkong and myself can maintain the same relationship and live on.

To realize this wish, she had no god to pray to, so she could only look at the streets of Ikebukuro alone and make a wish silently.

"Selty, I'm back."

There was a sound of opening the door, and Celti turned around. In his non-existent eyes, he saw Fujiwara Hoshikong walking in with a bag.

"Welcome back." Celti turned on the camera function of the tablet and supported it on the table.

"Didn't you prepare dinner for me today?"

Celty fell silent. She was in a daze all day today and did nothing.

Fujiwara Hoshizo glanced at the head on the table, and walked over with a smile. Celty rushed over and threw himself into his arms.

"Celty is still so cute today. Even until the world is destroyed and I die and turn into ashes, Celty will still be so cute. Maybe this is an unchangeable fact."

"Why do you say that while rubbing my ass?"

"It feels so good, I can't help it." Fujiwara Xingkong smiled dryly and removed his hand, lifting the bag in his hand: "Then, let's make Celty a little cuter."

"what is this?"

"It's my gift to Celty."

"Huh? Why are they all clothes?"

"Uniform play, shadow, let's go!"

"Huh? Wait...!"

Before Celti could react, the shadow instantly betrayed the body, and it turned into a black smoke, binding Celti's hands from behind.

Could it be that the shadow also wants to see the main body wearing various cute uniforms?Or could it be said that the shadow, like the main body, is obedient to whatever Fujiwara Hoshizora says?

Fujiwara Xingkong reached out to catch the zipper of the black leather jacket, and while pulling it, he smiled evilly: "I've always wanted to see Celty wearing a sailor suit."

Celty crossed her legs and twisted uneasily.

At this time, she must be blushing.

It's so cute.

Fujiwara Xingkong thought this way, although he really couldn't confirm whether Celti blushed at all.

Because she has no place to blush.

The black silk leather jacket slowly peeled off, revealing the fair skin hidden inside. The curves of the toned body trembled slightly under the light, rippling with a pinkish halo.

White shirt, red bow, black pleated skirt, black stockings, put on one by one.

After getting dressed, Fujiwara Xingkong pulled her to stand in front of the mirror, leaned over to the black hole on her shoulder and said, "Imagine, in the school library late at night, as an administrator, I met there who only come out at night, How about the literary girl Celty immersed in the book, her headless body trembling slightly in the dark night, isn’t it a very romantic campus love story?”

"Ah, here." Celti hesitated for a moment, feeling a little unbelievable, "No matter how you think about it, it shouldn't be a love story, it feels like some kind of school ghost story."

"For me, this is a love story. You think, if we both went to the same school, then I must love Celti very much, and I will confess to you."

While talking, Fujiwara Xingkong laughed like a child.

Looking at him like this, Celty couldn't help but think that if I were born in a different place, I would definitely meet him in another way.

"Okay, it's time to change to another costume."

"Are you coming?" Celty was confused by him.

Isn't the sailor suit enough?
What tricks do you want to play?
"Of course!" Fujiwara Xingkong took out a set of policewoman uniforms from the bag.

Celty is upset
Really, why do you like this guy?

It would be a lie to say that I am not shy, now I can't wait to run back to the room and cover the quilt without seeing anyone.

But
If he really likes his body that much.
It's not impossible to endure it for a while.

Who made him like the headless girl so much, and the headless girl also likes him so much.

Celti, who put on the uniform of a female police officer, was forced to pull him to the mirror again to see his current appearance.

"Quick, squat down."

Under the urging of Fujiwara Hoshiku, Celty grabbed the hem of the skirt uneasily, pulled it down hard, and then slowly squatted on the ground.

"Wow." Hoshiro Fujiwara exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Now Celty, you are a police officer with a bright future."

"Are you role-playing again?"

Celty's voice was very helpless, "But can you explain why a police officer without a head can still have a bright future?"

"Why is the future bright? Because Celty can't die even if he is shot. He is basically an invincible police officer, so he can catch countless difficult criminals. Of course, he has a bright future."

Seems to make a little sense. Policewoman Serti was speechless.

"And I..." Fujiwara Xingkong patted himself on the shoulder, "I'm a thief, what are you still looking at, come and catch me!"

Celty stood up dumbfounded, and the shadow fell into her hand, turning into a pair of black handcuffs.

With a "click", the handcuffs were handcuffed to Fujiwara Xingkong's hands.

"I am Police Officer Celty from the Ikebukuro Metropolitan Police Department. Sir, you are under arrest."

"Officer, do you know what I'm stealing?"

Celty cooperated: "Steal what?"

"Steal your heart."

"According to the development of the plot, I'm going to fall in love with you now?"

"No, you should be beaten by me now, and then slowly fall in love with me."

"Eh?"

The handcuffs on Fujiwara Xingkong's hands slipped and floated onto Celti's, handcuffing her in an instant.

"Wait. I'm not ready"

"It's late, get ready to accept sanctions!"

Fujiwara Hoshizo threw her to the floor, holding her two hands above her head with one hand.

Celti subconsciously twisted her slender waist and round buttocks tightly wrapped in the miniskirt.

The shadow seemed to lose its strength, turning into a pool of black mist and spreading on the floor, showing distorted happiness.It is connected with the proprioception, so all the sensations of the noumenon just now, it is as if it has experienced it personally.

Fujiwara Xingkong said with a smile: "If Celti were human, I'm afraid his face would already be flushed."

Celty curled up a little uncomfortably. If you ignore her head, her body is indeed the same as that of an ordinary girl.

"If only I could stay with Celty for the rest of my life."

It's just that he was talking one-sidedly, and the headless horseman girl didn't respond.However, every word he said was able to hit the emotional point in the headless horse girl's heart.

Sometimes, Celti would think in his heart that even if he couldn't hear his own voice, there was no obstacle for the two of them to communicate.Because he said, this is the power of love.

Celti smiled in his heart and stared at his handsome face. Just looking at him, he could feel what so-called happiness was like.

Sure enough, I really like him.

Fujiwara Xingkong suddenly turned over and blinked at her: "Let me guess, Celty, you must have confessed to me in your heart by now, right?"

"Yes. I like you."

"Me too." Fujiwara Xingkong sat up straight and stretched out his hand to the side bag: "What will the water do next?"

"How many uniforms have you prepared?"

"Just three sets, just three sets."

Celty breathed a sigh of relief. He only had one last set left, so he just endured it and passed it.If I had had a few more sets, I would have been so embarrassed that I would have to swim all night back to Ireland.

"What's the last set?"

"Guess." Fujiwara Xingkong put his hand into the bag and said with a mysterious smile, "I bet you won't be able to guess."

"Nurse uniform!"

"wrong."

"cheongsam?"

"wrong."

"Bunny girl?"

"Nor."

"Don't guess, just tell me"

Fujiwara Hoshizara slowly pulled out his hand from the bag, and a touch of pure white color was gradually pulled out. At this moment, all of Celti's attention was attracted.

On top of the pure color, many small objects appear in sight one by one.

Pearl crystal sequins, lace, ribbons, bows, pleats, ruffles, these complicated decorations, the layers change and appear extremely graceful and romantic.

Celty couldn't think anymore.

The shadow regained its vitality at this moment and took off the wrinkled policewoman uniform on the body bit by bit.

"This time, you have to play a wife on her wedding night."

Fujiwara Xingkong gently helped her put on the wedding dress, "But you, you don't like your husband, and I am your lover, I will come to take you away tonight, and elope to a place where no one can find us .”

Dressed neatly and carefully smoothing the wrinkles on her wedding dress, Fujiwara Hoshizora put the veil on her head and came over holding it: "Are you ready?"

"Should I be called Celty Fujiwara from now on? Or Celty Fujiwara?"

For the first time, the headless horseman's voice choked up.

Let's not think about the future, at least for now, she knows that she is deeply surrounded by happiness.Even if she were to die now, there would be no complaints.

The shadow turned into a bunch of flowers and floated into the hands of the main body.

Fujiwara Xingkong slowly connected his head to the dark hole.

20 years have come to an end at this moment.

The romantic story between the headless horseman girl who flew across the sea to Tokyo and the boy in Tokyo also came to an end at this moment.

[Random entrustment, attacking the Headless Horseman, completed, reward points: 300]

Following the mission success reminder floating in front of his eyes, dense white light spots overflowed from Celti's body, and a group of dead souls waving their wings wandered in the sky outside the window.

Those light spots floated out of the window, attached to the dead soul worm, and flew to the distant sky.

From now on, there will be no more legends about the Headless Horseman in this world.The headless horseman girl who fell in love with the brain will never appear in the story again.

Then
The woman in front of her should be Celty Sturluson, a fairy from Ireland.

Fujiwara Hoshikora hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand: "Hello, Miss Strülson."

Miss Sturluson took a step back alertly, turned her eyes, scanned the strange environment once, and then her eyes fell back on the stranger.

"tá brón orm, níl aithne agam ort"

Fujiwara Hoshizora smiled dumbly. The wind blew in from the gap in the building, making it a bit cold.He turned around, and the deep sound of wind blew his clothes. Accompanied by the roaring noise of the city, he put his hands in his pockets and walked into the deep corridor alone.

Celty stared blankly at him leaving. The background, like a black shadow at dusk, got longer and longer, and was finally completely swallowed by the darkness.

She turned around silently, staring at herself in the mirror wearing a white wedding dress, and fell into boundless confusion.

My name is Celty Sturluson. I was a brave knight during my lifetime. In order to protect my country, I died on the battlefield. My head was also chopped off by the enemy.

After that, I turned into a goblin named "Headless Horseman". I would often hold my severed head and drive a headless horse in the dead of night to perform duties similar to death.

Later, in search of the stolen head, I traveled across the ocean to Tokyo.

But what happened during these 20 years in Tokyo?
Thinking of this, Celti suddenly felt very sad, as if he had lost something very important.

What is lost?
Why. Tears?
In the quiet room, there was a clear choking sound.

Celty took the tablet and looked through the video he had just recorded and the few words left by the owner of the tablet.She didn't recognize the words recorded on it, nor did she know what the man in the picture meant.

But what he did to his body is really shameful!

That perverted bastard!
Don't try to escape!
Celty turned around and started running at full speed.

we……

What will become of the future?

The future is right in front of you, but you can't even see a ray of light, and the long and dark corridor continues without end.

The slight light that flashed in my mind for an instant tried to illuminate the way of Seltier's progress with dim brilliance.

(End of this chapter)