I'm a demon in Tokyo!

Chapter 134 The Summer is Coming

Twenty years ago, Hamamatsu City, Shizuoka Prefecture.

The cool evening sun shone through the gaps in the green shade, licking the surface of the rough stone platform of the tram station.

The trembling of the rails, covered with traces of time, means that there are no delays in the schedule and that the next train is approaching.

"Ye Chun? Ye Chun? Hey, Ye Chun!"

The voice that seemed to have been buried in distant memories kept echoing in her ears, bringing the confused girl back to her senses.

Ye Chun blinked and looked at the girl in school uniform next to him.

She touched the hair on her forehead and smiled sheepishly: "Sorry... Nishino-chan, maybe I read comics too late last night and accidentally fell asleep."

"Huh? You can fall asleep while standing, Ye Chun, you're truly amazing—if that's the case, then isn't it dangerous to stand so far out front?"

However, Nishino didn't pay much attention to such trivial matters. She came over and asked curiously, "What kind of comics can keep you up for such a long time? Can you recommend some?"

So Ye Chun smiled and chatted with his classmates who were on their way home after school about the Wangdao comics that were being serialized.

The plot of the comics is very interesting and the painting is very exquisite. The key is that I still have several volumes to read, and I can continue to adventure with the protagonist after returning home at night.

It was also very relaxing to chat with Nishino-san, who could easily read the atmosphere.

Besides, tomorrow is the May Day holiday, so they can sleep until the afternoon after staying up late, and there will be no teachers asking them to go to school together to help with the school festival.

However, Ye Chun always felt that something was wrong.

There is something very important that I accidentally forgot.

It's like a dream - you feel like you have experienced a lot, but after waking up you can't remember anything. Even the last bit of thought will be quickly crushed by the chaos of daily life.

Just like the sand between your fingers, no matter how hard you try, you cannot change the fate of it all flowing away.

Sitting in the rattling train, Ye Chun placed her hands on her knees covered by her long skirt and stared quietly at the golden-red sky.

"Nishino-chan." Ye Chun suddenly spoke. The short-haired girl clutched the hand of her classmate beside her and said seriously, "I always feel like I forgot something important."

"I understand, I understand~ Because I often feel this way too!"

Nishino Ayaka made a circle in the air with her other hand and put on a serious expression: "So Stand users are attracted to each other!"

Ye Chun looked at Nishino Ayaka who was posing like in the manga JOJO, and knew that she didn't take his words seriously.

But this is normal.

At their age, and since they like to read comics, they are a high-risk group for "chunibyo" (secondary syndrome), and they always inexplicably fantasize about things that do not exist in reality.

What about super powers with different effects, what about forgotten and buried historical past, what about ghost stories about monsters and exorcists, etc.

These passionate and righteous fantasy stories can always easily touch the hearts of these young boys and girls.

And every teenager who has read these stories has more than once imagined that he or she is the protagonist in the story, with dormant bloodline or abilities.

But where does such a thing actually exist in reality?

Ye Chun, who likes to read comics, understands this principle best.

but……

She murmured, "This time is different."

Although she couldn't tell what was different, her extremely strong intuition told her so.

Before this, her intuition had never been wrong - whether it was choosing one of four options in a multiple-choice question on an exam, or deciding whether to buy a comic book.

After saying goodbye to Nishino Ayaka who got off the bus two stops before his home, Ye Chun sat up straight, which was rare for him.

She clenched her fists, closed her eyes and frowned, using all her strength to search out every bit of memory in the complex circuits of her brain.

Ye Chun even started to think back from today and recalled the time when he accidentally wet his pants while sleeping when he was three years old, and was scolded by his parents who woke him up.

But none of it had anything to do with what she had forgotten.

Not a single one.

These things are too ordinary, so ordinary that they don't even have the qualifications to enter her dreams.

Ye Chun had long been accustomed to these things that happened every day, every week, every month, and every year.

Ding ding ding.

The sound of the train stopping at the station suddenly rang out, causing the girl to shudder all over.

She opened her eyes and what she saw was an old platform not far from her home that had not changed in several years.

Commonplace.

Ye Chun walked out of the train with some surprise and walked around this shabby little station several times, but didn't find anything unusual.

Until the "ding ding ding" sound rang out again.

Ye Chun's heart sank, and he turned around suddenly, seeing the end of the old train gradually moving away.

An indescribable feeling of relief rose from the bottom of my heart.

"It's a train..."

She blinked, and thought uncertainly in her heart: "What I forgot is related to the train?"

Ye Chun took out a flip phone from her small leather bag, and then walked towards home while holding the phone.

In 2004, if there weren't so many cars on the streets of big cities, most of the people going back and forth would be bicycles, not to mention that Ye Chun was in a very remote place in Hamamatsu City.

Living in such a rural area, Ye Chun naturally does not have the good habit of "not looking at the mobile phone while walking on the street".

The most she would do is put her phone down when crossing the street, but she would pick it up again at other times.

——Even if I don’t search for supernatural events related to “trains” like today, I will still check out 2ch or read some comic information.

But until he reached the doorstep of his home and the sun was almost setting, Ye Chun still hadn't found any useful information.

When searching for "train" related content, the forum will pop up with various discussions and popular science articles by railway geeks and researchers about various active and retired trains, as well as related question and answer posts.

Although it is good to have this knowledge on the 2ch forum, this is not what Ye Chun is looking for.

"Ugh."

Sighing, Ye Chun took out his key and unlocked the front door. He walked into the hallway, took off his shoes, and said, "I'm back."

No one responded.

The girl's nose twitched as she smelled the aroma of hot food. She listened again and the sounds of news broadcasts and cooking that she heard every day squeezed into the entrance and poured into her ears.

She waited and waited, but didn't even get a "welcome home" from her brother.

"He is indeed my biological brother..."

Ye Chun clicked his tongue unhappily. He had every reason to believe that the guy was currently leaning on the bed reading the comic book he had bought.

As expected, as soon as she reached the living room, her mother's voice rang out from the bustling kitchen: "Xiaochun, dinner will be ready soon. Go call your brother downstairs for dinner!"

"well……"

Ye Chun waved his hand, walked up the stairs in his big flip-flops, and opened his own door without knocking.

Why don't you knock on the door?

Are you kidding? This is her own room, why does she have to knock on the door before entering?

As for what might happen if he didn't knock on the door... Ye Chun thought that as long as he was not embarrassed, the one who would be embarrassed would be his younger brother.

But this time, nothing embarrassing happened.

She leaned over to look at the comic book in her brother's hand and hummed noncommittally.

Ye Chun raised half a thumbs up, then fell down fiercely: "Death Note may be interesting, but didn't I say it before -!"

With a strange cry, Ye Chun began to pull his brother's face fiercely: "How many times have I told you not to eat cookies and snacks in my room! Are you deaf?!?"

"Sister, I was wrong. I'm sorry!" The two of them played and fought in the room again.

It was not until the voice of his mother calling him came up the stairs again that Ye Chun let go of his hand dissatisfiedly. He stared at his brother who was rubbing his red face and raised his fist which was not even half the size of a sandbag.
"If you do this again next time, I'll summon Star Platinum to give you a good beating! Do you hear me, kid?"

The young man in casual clothes stood up shakily. "Sister, are you some hidden Yakuza boss? How come you're so skilled at flicking your tongue?"

Of course, Ye Chun couldn't say that this was the result of her fantasy of becoming the closest relative of all the members of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

So he shrugged and said, "It's just a flick of the tongue. I guess you'll learn it if you just say it casually."

"What a pity." The young man sighed, "I was originally thinking that if necessary, I could join the group as a young leader and work with you to unify the Yakuza in Japan."

He showed off the non-existent muscle lines on his lower arm: "Hehe, this is muscle armor that can only be seen by people with super powers like me!"

A strong atmosphere of Chuunibyou hit her in the face, making Ye Chun's scalp numb - her younger brother happened to be in the second grade of junior high school, so was that the Chuunibyou syndrome so severe?

Can't be bothered.

Ye Chun was about to go downstairs when he heard the sound of a comic book closing and a question.
"Hey, sis."

Her brother asked, "What would you do if you really found a supernatural object like the Death Note one day? Would you punish evil and promote good like the protagonist in the comics, or would you hand it over to the police?"

Ye Chun asked casually without even turning his head: "Did you pick it up?"

She didn't notice the momentary unnatural look on the boy's face behind her. She just walked on the stairs, then touched her chin and thought for a long time.

Then he raised his finger and said, "If it were me, I would definitely keep it for myself."

Ye Chun turned around at this time and said seriously: "Even if we don't use it to punish evil and promote good, just using it to make money can allow us to move to a bigger house, buy more comic books, let you go to a better university, and let your parents retire earlier."

The boy sighed, "Sister, you're too unambitious. Don't people generally want to change the world?"

"Who told me I'm this kind of person?" Ye Chun crossed his arms over his chest and pointed at himself with his thumb without any shame or anxiety. "The so-called first-generation waste 'otaku' otaku refers to people like me!"

"彳庍口巴..."

The young man walked past Ye Chun listlessly and said, "Then I will definitely do all the above things before changing the world."

"Rather than this, brother, you should think about how to overtake others by taking tutoring during the winter break."

Ye Chun held him in her arms as they walked downstairs: "Otherwise, the school we go to will be too bad. Even if you have super powers, you won't be able to date the pretty girls in our school~"

"Is that so?" The young man showed a determined look in an instant.

"Would I lie to you, sister?" Ye Chun coaxed, "Although good schools may not necessarily have cute girls, the worst schools definitely don't have cute girls."

So the boy nodded vigorously: "Then I want to learn."

what?
Did the sun rise from the west? Did two moons appear in the sky?
Ye Chun blinked, not understanding why his unsuccessful attempt to persuade students to study suddenly succeeded on this ordinary evening.

Thinking back to the previous question... Could it be that her brother really picked up some supernatural item?

No, no, no, how is this possible?

Thinking of this, Ye Chun suddenly understood how Nishino Ayaka viewed him before.

It turned out to be the case.

Ye Chun and his younger brother went downstairs to the living room as usual. After being lectured by his mother, he sat at the dining table, and then said "I'm eating" and started to eat.

As if afraid that the other party will steal his food.

After eating and drinking, Ye Chun, who was not troubled by homework during the Golden Week, returned to his room, changed into thin pajamas and began to read comics.

As for the younger brother, of course I would throw the comic out and tell him to go back to his room and read it.

Ye Chun supported her chin with her hand and read until almost twelve o'clock in the morning - the plot of the comic was so attractive that the girl didn't even remember what happened to the train.

But 2004 was different from 1924. Not many people stayed up past midnight that year.

At least Ye Chun is not.

Reluctantly putting the half-read comic aside, Ye Chun ended a day that was almost the same as every holiday in the past.

Next, it’s time to wash up and go to bed.

Thinking of this, Ye Chun climbed up from the soft and warm bed and wanted to sew the curtains on the side.

But just as he walked to the window, Ye Chun suddenly found a small model-like ornament on the windowsill.

She looked closely and found that it was a model of a train station.

Four words were clearly written on the station sign - [Ruyue Station].

"Kisaragi Station..."

Ye Chun opened the curtains and stared at this small ornament that appeared inexplicably but looked very ordinary.

Her inner intuition told her that reaching out and touching it now would be an act that would change her life.

Ye Chun had never felt his heart beating so fast as it was at this moment. It seemed like it was about to jump out of his chest at the next moment.

So, want to reach out?

——However, before asking this question, you should first ask yourself whether you are satisfied with your current life.

Ye Chun lowered his head and thought.

Then the girl came up with the answer.

——Without a doubt, I am satisfied.

Her parents have a harmonious relationship and are in good health. Her mother will buy or cook whatever she wants to eat. Her father will secretly put money in her hands for whatever she wants to buy and tell her not to let her mother know.

Although my younger brother is a little immature, he is definitely a good person.

I don’t have any particularly good friends at school, but I have a lot to talk about, not to mention the legendary bullying incidents.

Ye Chun feels that although his life so far cannot be considered a big winner, it can definitely be called happy.

——So, would you like to extend your hand?
Staring at the small ornament of "Ruyue Station" on the windowsill, Ye Chun swallowed silently and slowly raised his hand to hold it in the air.

Then, with prepared determination and awareness, he grasped the ornament at Kisaragi Station without the slightest hesitation.

Because if she hesitated and considered it any further, Ye Chun thought that she would definitely give up the opportunity to grasp the fantasy that would only appear once in her lifetime for the sake of her current ordinary and happy life.

If that happens, I will continue to be as happy as I am now, but I will definitely regret it.

Ye Chun didn't want to regret it.

So the moment his fingertips touched Ruyue Station, Ye Chun felt something deep in his memory shatter with a snap.

Then, the memory of her being "sent back to the day twenty years ago" unfolded bit by bit, telling her what she had forgotten before.

And the next moment, a vast number of memories were displayed in front of Ye Chun like film, waiting for her to flip through them.

Along with this comes the ownership and use rights of the strange story "Kirusuki Station".

——After Ye Chun died at Ruyue Station, he inherited everything from it. This is the relationship between the two.

"Uesugi-kun... I'm back."

Ye Chun murmured silently, recalling the last moment when she drove the SUV out of the tunnel. Looking around at the strange yet familiar layout of the room, she couldn't help but shed tears.

The girl slumped on the ground, holding the station model in her arms.

She opened her mouth and cried silently.

Tears fell like rain in the cool moonlight of early summer.

May 2004, 5, the beginning of summer.

This year, Ye Chun was eighteen years old.

The summer she was eighteen,
it has started.

——Volume 2·The Summer That Will Finally Come·End——

(End of this chapter)