My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 230 King Arthur Can't Be a Man! ! !
What should I do today?
Fujiwara Xingkong opened the curtains and looked out. The sky was so clear that one couldn’t help but smile. There were a few clouds with clear outlines floating in the blue sky. Under the strong sunlight, each cloud was covered with a layer of golden light. .

The light color looks very auspicious, and it seems to indicate that something good is about to happen.

If there was such an award as "the happiest person in the world", then I will definitely win the gold award now!

Humming a pleasant tune, Hoshiya Fujiwara got into the kitchen and started preparing breakfast.

Considering the eating habits of the Irish, he didn't make blended dishes, but made some toast, hot milk, ham and eggs.When it was done, Celty hadn't gotten up yet.

While there was still time, he ran out again, walked more than 500 meters along the street, and came to a large convenience store closest to his home.

Entering the store door, in the weak voice of "Welcome" from the male clerk, Fujiwara Xingkong picked up a shopping basket and went straight to the shelf in the daily necessities area.

Toothbrushes, T-shirts, towels, underwear, stockings, and all kinds of good-looking ladies' clothes were all scanned, and there were two big bags of goods.

Fujiwara Xingkong struggled with the choice of underwear color for a while, but it wasn't because of the size problem. After all, he knew the size of every part of Serti's body clearly.

It's mainly about the color issue.

Is it black, or pink, and white seems to be good too.

Forget it, buy two sets of each color, anyway, I am not short of money now.

Then again, this kind of behavior of buying underwear for another girl with the pocket money given by her girlfriend seems scumbag.

No, remove the like, this kind of behavior is very scumbag~!

Senior sister, please forgive me this time. Next time I will buy it for her with my own money.

Walking out of the convenience store, Fujiwara Hoshizo clasped his hands together and silently bowed in Chiyoda's direction.

When he got home, Celti was sitting on the chair in front of the dining table, with his back straight and his legs close together without a gap.

Fujiwara Xingkong cleared his throat: "I bought some daily necessities for you."

Celti glanced at the bag in his hand, was stunned for a while, and replied jerky: "Arigado"

"You can speak Japanese?"

"I learned a little last night."

A goblin is a goblin, and she can master a language overnight.Although still a little rusty, daily communication is enough.

"I bought you some daily necessities, go wash up and eat."

"There are still some clothes." Speaking of this, Fujiwara Xingkong paused, and said solemnly: "I don't know what size you wear, but I asked the shop assistant to recommend it according to your height. You can try it on yourself later, it doesn't fit. I'll change it again."

Celty gave him a cold look!
Don't know my size?You are lying to ghosts!

Fujiwara Xingkong scratched his hair in embarrassment, "Here are some daily clothes, shoes, and stockings. I suggest wearing them, of course, or not. I'll make do with the clothes for now, and it doesn't matter if I don't like them... I I can accompany you to choose what you like."

After speaking, he slowly handed over the two bags.

Celty hesitated, thought for a while, and felt that he had nowhere to go anyway, so let's do it for the time being.She silently took the bag and walked back to her room. After a while, she came out with a towel and toothbrush and walked to the bathroom.

The corner of Fujiwara Xingkong's mouth smiled unconsciously. He seemed to be unable to control his facial expressions well today. When he walked back just now, he just came back with a smirk all the way.

After washing up, the two shared breakfast at both ends of the table. Serti's movements were dignified and elegant, and he tasted slowly, but not at a slow speed. A big spicy sausage, Fujiwara The starry sky just blinked, and then disappeared into her small mouth in an instant.

After eating the food on the plate, Serti picked up the cup containing the milk tea and took a sip, his movements seemed well-behaved, even a little staid.

Fujiwara Xingkong quietly glanced at her breasts wrapped in two iron shells, "What are you going to do today?"

Celty put down the cup, gently touched the cup wall with his fingers, and thought for a while: "I want to go out for a walk."

"Where do I want to go, I will prepare now."

"Thinking of someone."

"Heh. Okay." Fujiwara Xingkong sneered, and handed over a mobile phone: "If you encounter any emergencies, contact me as soon as possible. Don't do anything in front of humans."

"Also. Your armor is too eye-catching. Change into something more ordinary. Don't look like a knight king. Hey, by the way, do you know the knight king?"

"Who?" Celty raised a hair in confusion.

Hey, it's kind of like that.

Fujiwara Xingkong rubbed his little hands, and said with an expectant expression: "A female knight who looks similar to you, but she is blond and has a petite figure."

"No impression." Celti pondered for a moment and asked, "Which country is she from?"

"The ones who are very close to you are people from the British Isles."

"Anglo-Saxon barbarian?" Celty's tone instantly became impatient when the feud was mentioned.

"No, no." Fujiwara Xingkong quickly waved his hand and explained: "She is a Celtic, her name is Artoria Pendragon, the king of ancient Britain, and later generations also call her King Arthur."

"King Arthur?" Celty looked at him quietly, opened his mouth and said, "First: King Arthur is not called Arturia Pendragon. Second: King Arthur is a man, not a petite girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. It's a red-haired brawny man."

"No!" Fujiwara Xingkong shouted, "King Arthur can't be a man!!!"

"He is a man." Celty sighed with some melancholy. "My head was cut off by him when he invaded Ireland."

Fujiwara Hoshizora: "..."

King Arthur can't be a man!
Even if Celti said she was a man, she couldn't be a man!
After glaring at him with the eyes of some kind of insect, Celti went into his room to change clothes.After a while, Fujiwara Xingkong saw her coming out of the door in a floral dress, with a small bag on her exposed shoulders, and pale pink nail polish on her nails.

Under the light blue skirt, tender and firm thighs were faintly visible.

"Miss Sturluson" Fujiwara Xingkong approached cheekily, "Please let me be your guide!"

"unnecessary!"

"Tokyo is a big city, and many places need money. And you are not familiar with the place, I'm afraid you will get lost."

Celty frowned in distress.

She just didn't know how to face Fujiwara Xingkong at home, so she thought about going out for a stroll to ease her mood.Now he proposes to be with him, how should he refuse?
"Let's go." Fujiwara Xingkong took her hand meaningfully.

Celti shivered in vain, feeling that something in his body was instantly awakened.She trembled, knocked Fujiwara Xingkong's hand off with a "slap", and cast her cold gaze over.

"I'm sorry to get used to it." Fujiwara Xingkong rubbed his face in embarrassment, and stepped back half a meter. "Next, I promise with my personality that I will never touch you without your consent."

Selti took a deep breath and opened the door.

The weather outside is quite good, the blue sky stretches as far as the eye can see, and it has the taste of early autumn.The weather is still hot, but there is no wind, and the flags on the street are drooping listlessly.

Pairs of dragonflies were flying back and forth along the street, and nearby children were chasing them with insect nets.A family put several potted tomato plants in front of the door, and a big black cat lazily sunbathed beside it
Celti didn't speak all the way, but just looked curiously at this city that was still very strange to her.

There are very few people in the residential area on weekdays, and as long as there is a slight sound on the street, it can be heard very clearly.Every time girls clucked across the asphalt in their clogs, Celti would stare at their clogs and wonder why there were so many of these ugly and inconvenient shoes. People wear.

In front of them were four or five children lining up the empty cans and throwing stones.

There was a flower shop next to it, and there were three old women sitting in the door chatting together while enjoying the shade. Xingkong Fujiwara went in and bought a bouquet of daffodils.

"Miss Sturluson, this bouquet of "Shadow Flowers" is as pure and flawless as my heart for you."

In the West, the free translation of narcissus is "love shadow flower".

Serti took the white and beautiful bouquet, put her nose up to sniff the fragrance, and then threw it into the trash can.

The three old women at the door stared at Fujiwara Xingkong who was still half kneeling, and then turned their heads to look at the flowers in the trash can in unison.

Then they all showed encouraging smiles, and Fujiwara Xingkong also laughed.

Walking to the exit of the residential area, it is the railway of the Odakyu Line. The last heat of summer permeates through the siren of "Dangdangdang".

Immediately afterwards, the Odakyu Line tram passed along the eaves.

After passing the railway, walk into the bustling Shinjuku Avenue, walk along the bus line along the tram line, and walk in the direction of Shigu.The two wandered the streets of Tokyo aimlessly.Uphill, downhill, across rivers, overpasses, wherever you want, without any destination.

Celti always tilted his head slightly to look around, pursed his lips and said nothing.Fujiwara Xingkong landed half a meter behind him, silently following with his hands in his pockets.

This section of the road is very long. When we reached the Asakusa River, it was already sunset, a clear summer evening.

"Where is this?" Celti asked, standing in front of a tennis court surrounded by barbed wire, as if waking up from a dream.

"Asakusa." Fujiwara Xingkong pointed to the tall tower across the river, "Where is there Sensoji Temple, there is a grand festival every summer, this year is over, I will take you to see it next year."

"How did you come here?"

"Then I have to ask you, I just followed you."

"Let's take a rest." Celty sat down on the bench next to the barbed wire fence and looked at the Asakusa Bridge not far away.The sun kissed the side of her face gently, and the white skin reflected a faint golden luster, making Fujiwara Hoshikora couldn't help but squint his eyes.

It was the first time he saw Celty moving in the sun, and he felt like he couldn't get enough of it.

"boom!"

The tall barbed wire behind him rang. It turned out that someone served the ball too hard, and the ball went straight out of the boundary.Men in only shorts ran to pick up the ball, the metal frame of the racket gleaming in the afternoon sun.

"How do you feel?" Fujiwara Xingkong sat down beside her, and his eyes fell on her toes in high-heeled sandals. The pink and pink color was very attractive, like pink crystal candy.

"many people."

"It's one of the biggest cities in the world after all."

"It feels like this is a city that cares more about density than height."

Fujiwara Starry Sky nodded. In most parts of Tokyo, there are only about five floors of residential buildings.Even if you climb to the heights of the block, nine times out of ten you will see the scene of a flat river.If the weather is clear enough, looking to the southwest, you can also see the outline of Mount Fuji.

"Also." Celti raised his head slightly, looking at the rose-colored sunset: "The expressions on the faces of Tokyo people are very indifferent, as if they don't know how to talk to the people around them at all."

Every city should have its own code of etiquette, which is its unique imprint accumulated and precipitated from history.Maybe it has something to do with its culture, but it may not be completely right.In Tokyo, the basic consensus on people's code of conduct lies in one by one not to trouble others.

Fujiwara Xingkong smiled bitterly, "The Yamato nation is a nation with very contradictory personalities. Later, I will find a copy of "The Chrysanthemum and the Sword" for you to read, maybe it can help you better integrate into this place."

Celti shook her head. In her eyes, the pedestrians on the streets of this city and the traffic on the road have nothing to do with her.

The setting sun fell on her from the gap between the barbed wire fence and the shade of the trees, and was cut into irregular light spots.In this hazy shadow, her beauty is incompatible with this oriental metropolis.

Sensing that she was extremely depressed, Fujiwara Xingkong's voice gradually decreased until it became silent.

When he first came here, he thought about the word "go home" all the time.She should be feeling the same now as she was then.

Is it selfish to want to keep her wishful thinking?
"me."

"What are you?" The wind stirred the leaves above his head slightly, and Celti looked at him quietly with his bright blue eyes under his slender eyelashes.

Just looking into such eyes, Fujiwara Xingkong felt that his whole body was as heavy as if he lacked oxygen.

Even the chirping birdsong overhead seemed as far away as it came from another world.

"I'm going to buy a bottle of water." Fujiwara Xingkong stood up with his head down, and he couldn't say the words to send you back to Ireland after all.

The vending machine is right at the entrance of the tennis court, walk along the barbed wire fence and just around the corner.

Fujiwara Xingkong stuffed a 500-yen coin in and asked for two bottles of Pocari. Before the bottles fell for a long time, he raised his foot and kicked it a few times with a "bang bang".

Sensing his uncontrollable irritability, Celty on the bench raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The gentle and clear love is not annoying, and the fairy from Ireland also enjoys the hot affection from the handsome guy in Tokyo.

The sun set behind the building, two trams whized past in reverse, and the alley, illuminated by street lights, stretched straight to an unknown end.

Walking back with two bottles of Pocari, Fujiwara Hoshiku leaned on the bench, staring at the navy blue sky.Celti raised her head slightly, and pressed the steaming bottle to her forehead, feeling a bit of coolness.

"When do you want to go back?" Fujiwara Xingkong's voice was full of unconcealable loneliness.

"I'll go back when my wish is fulfilled."

"I'll arrange a private jet for you then."

"Aren't you going to ask me what my wish is?"

Fujiwara stared at the distance, and now he can't think about anything, let alone think about what Celti, who only has memories of the past, would like in Tokyo.

Celty repeated it angrily: "Aren't you going to ask me what my wish is?"

The voice is relaxed and calm.Relatively speaking, the volume is quite high, but smooth and not harsh at all.

"What is it?" Fujiwara Xingkong replied listlessly, his voice was limp like a deflated balloon.The current him probably has the mentality of "Let's pull it down, the Qing Dynasty is dead", and he has lost enthusiasm for everything.

Celti was both helpless and funny, but when he thought that he had become so lost because of himself, he felt that he should be given a little more points.

"My head was found by you. Following the spirit of chivalry, I need to repay your kindness."

Fujiwara Xingkong put his hands in his pockets and stood up from the bench: "I never thought of asking you to repay me, it's getting dark, let's go."

"Won't you hear how I can repay you?"

Fujiwara Hoshiku turned his back to her and shook his head.

Celti stared at his background, his pupils glistened with moisture like water.

"In return, I will help you complete one thing, and after I am done, I will return to Ireland."

The wind blew from behind, bringing the fragrance of her body.

"I want to confirm." Fujiwara Xingkong suddenly woke up, he couldn't help swallowing, and asked cautiously: "Is everything okay?"

Is this guy really that stupid?

"I said." Selti took a deep breath, "As long as it is not too much, I promise you. But if it is done, I will leave immediately."

"Won't you regret it?"

Celty looked away and nodded with a "hmm".

In an instant, Fujiwara Xingkong returned to the bench, grabbed her hands, and put them to his mouth: "I am a bit stupid, and it may take a long time to know what I need you to do for me. Do you think this is okay?" ?"

Selti glanced back at him, then turned away instantly: "How long will it take?"

"lifetime."

"I don't necessarily have such good patience." Celti pulled her hand back. She was not used to such intimate contact, so she couldn't help but said, "It seems that your personality guarantee is very unreliable. I have to leave you in the future." Further."

There was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of Fujiwara Xingkong's mouth: "Selti is really cute, I want to stick to it all the time."

"Don't say such childish things."

"It's not naive at all. I've always believed that even if the world ends, Celty will always be cute."

Celti raised a finger, poked Fujiwara Hoshizo's cheek unceremoniously, and poked his smile back abruptly.

Then, she herself started laughing.

(End of this chapter)