Like a thief, he slowly sat up, then slowly turned his head to look to the side.

I saw a naked, sleeping girl lying next to him, that person is Wu Shujing.

There is a very ridiculous feeling in the heart of Takeda.

Damn, what happened? Takeda resisted the headache after the hangover and tried to remember what happened yesterday.

He only remembers meeting her in the bar, then drinking with her, they seem to talk a lot, and when they finally happen, they can't think of it.

Takeda smiled bitterly, and I couldn’t think of it for the first time.

Except for him from childhood to big Yoshikawa, no one believes that Takeda was a virgin before last night.

Unlike Tokyo, Kyoto is a traditional old city with a long history. Therefore, the whole social atmosphere is far from being as open as Tokyo. Although Takeda feels like a bad rebellious youth, but conservative family education and his father specifically for him. The set access control rules made him have no time to fool around in junior high school and high school, and he is not the kind of male who is easy to get women's favor, but he still dreams that his first object would be she was.

Forget it, don't do it all, anyway, men don't lose money in this regard. After thinking about it, Takeda didn't feel that he was carefully watching the girl who was sleeping.

To his surprise, her figure was much better than he had imagined. He originally thought she was the type of girl at the airport.

Her waist is very thin, although it is not a Boba-type figure, but the curve ratio of the measurements is very well-proportioned. Compared with those girls who deliberately make their skin tanned to fashion, her skin looks very white and delicate, and has a fascinating soft beauty.

Recalling the wonderful touch in the right hand, and looking at the round and firm chest that she barely came to the ground, Takeda felt a fever in her throat.

As he continued to move his eyes down, he suddenly saw a small piece of bright red blood on the white sheets.

At that moment, Takeda had an urge to escape from here immediately.

Don't be nervous, maybe not what you think, it's just because she came and maybe. Takeda thought of himself comfortably, then he quietly stood up and wore pants.

When he just picked up his trousers from the ground and prepared to put it on, suddenly, a ring of music rang out from his cell phone on the bed.

Takeda was shocked and jumped. He could only stand there with his pants and stay there for a while.

Obviously, there is a difference in the taste of Wutian’s music with Wu Shing. The sound music ring that Wu Tian quite likes makes Wu Shingjing feel very harsh.

After reaching out and groping the phone that made the noise, Wu Xiaojing opened his eyes and looked at it. I saw the caller on the top showing the name of Yoshikawa.

Strange, what did he call me? Wu Shuanjing thought of it in confusion.

At this time, the ringtone of the phone just stopped. Wu Shujing did not dial back, but chose to close her eyes and continue to sleep. The headache of hangover also afflicted her nerves, making her unable to think normally.

Suddenly, she felt that her body was naked and she didn't wear clothes. This made her feel uncomfortable with a naked feeling of nakedness, and she immediately opened her eyes.

When she wanted to sit up, she suddenly felt a sting in her lower body.

This strange tingling sensation made her whole person wake up. She looked down at her lower body and suddenly changed her face. At this moment, she knew what had happened to her, and a strong sorrow rushed through her nerves like a tide. Unlike other female students who regard virgins as shame, she is just a very ordinary, but somewhat conservative girl. She always thought that the most important thing for the first time must be reserved for the favorite boy. She even thought that if Yasuda wanted it, she would not hesitate to promise him, but she could not think that she had been stubbornly The most precious things that have been preserved are lost.

At the same time, a burst of anger rose from her heart, she must find the hateful guy.

When she raised her eyes full of tears, suddenly she saw a man standing in the corner of the room wearing a pair of sneaky pants.

"Who are you?!" Wu Shujing wiped his tears hard and suddenly looked at the man with almost murderous eyes.

"Early, good morning..." Takeda smiled and said hello.

A cleaner who walked through the corridor suddenly heard a few heavy crashes from the front room and some broken sounds that fell on the ground, and it was mixed with the screams of several men.

She was shocked, thinking that there was a murder, and quickly ran downstairs to get people up.

Today is the day when Akagi Miho was discharged.

Although she was only scratched at her hands and feet, her body had basically recovered after staying in the hospital for two days, but because she was quite frightened, she needed to continue living in the hospital for psychological counseling until one week later. Discharged.

Only the president of the Young Writers Association, Lei Yin and Zhi Zi, who came to pick her up, were discharged.

Because two writers died under the knife of the serial killer, and were considered safely, the Japanese Writers Association ended the exchange of young writers in advance. In two days, young writers from various counties have left. Half of the dozen young writers from Tokyo returned. Only six or seven of the more daring writers felt that their hotel in Gero had some distance from Nagoya City, so they stayed on vacation.

After the president had finished the discharge procedure, four people slowly walked out of the hospital.

After walking out of the hospital, Akagi Miho sighed with relief. "I figured it out. I was really fed up with the smell of disinfectant and the ugly patient suit."

Naoko smiled and said: "You said that one of them was missing, don't forget the hospital meal."

Akagi Miho nodded heavily. "You are not wrong at all. Those meals are really unpalatable. After going back, I must eat enough good food. The president will wait for your wallet." Silence."

"Mimi, you just left the hospital, it is better to eat something to talk about."

"You are too stingy for the president. Anyway, the cost of each exchange is from the various publishers. What are you so nervous about?"

"Where am I nervous? I just care about you."

When I was talking, there was a sudden whistle of sirens in front of me. It didn’t take long for several police cars to whizz through the street.

"So many police cars, I don't know what happened?" The president kept looking at the police cars disappearing.

Lei Yin said to the son: "I am going to call a taxi, you are waiting here."

"Ok."

As soon as she finished, she suddenly found that Lei Yin was looking at the corner of the street with a strange look.

"Zhengzhi, what's wrong?" The straight son looked over there and didn't see anything.

"Nothing, maybe it's a mistake." Lei Yin slowly recovered his eyes, and then went to the roadside to intercept the taxi.

In the evening, in the dining room of the hotel, a young writer said with a little worry: "Gero is so close to Nagoya, are we really not afraid to stay here? I heard that the 'Midnight Butcher' has killed hundreds of people in Nagoya. ”

His companion, a 30-year-old man who also wears glasses, seems to carelessly drink while saying: "What are you afraid of? I heard people say that the murderer has been caught by the police, and it is rare to have time to come to Gero. Hot spring town, of course, you have to enjoy it."

“Is this news true?” another writer interjected.

"Of course it is true. When did I lie to you? The best laugh is that Jiangkou and Zhucun are a few cowards. When they hear the wind, they run faster than rabbits. It is really the face of our local Tokyo writer. "The more drunken men are getting more excited.

The voices of those people were very loud. When Chisam Miho, who was just discharged from the hospital, heard that they were talking about the murderous madness, the mind did not feel that the scene appeared at the time. The face suddenly became ugly and the body shook slightly.

The straight son who sat with her saw her reaction, and turned her head and pointed out to Ray.

Lei Yin smiled and nodded.

Zhizi saw that he promised, so he whispered to Chicheng Miho: "Miss Chicheng, I will go back to the room to eat with you, there is some quiet."

Akagi Miho was very grateful to see her, "Thank you, Miss Changgu."

"You are too polite." The son looked at her and agreed, so she called the hotel's service lady to bring their meals to the room.

After seeing the three of them leave, Ma Shengju whispered a "fake".

The president of the Young Writers’ Association, who was sitting with her, pretended not to hear and continued to bury her head.

Aso gave him a look and said, "President of the room, are you ready to return to Tokyo tomorrow?"

The president replied: "Yes, since Miss Chicheng has been discharged from the hospital, I can safely go back."

Asoju said: "After you go back, you will be in trouble with the editor of Sato, the publisher. I said that I was looking for inspiration for writing recently. I can’t hand it to him for a while. Please wait for a while."

The president asked a little strangely: "Don't you go back, Miss Aso? But the former president will worry about you."

Aso's face collapsed. "Don't bring that person in front of me."

It seems that the news that they are going to divorce is true. The president thought of looking at her face.

It’s all a bunch of irritating idiots! After returning to the room, the extremely irritated Aso Chrysanthemum threw a pillow on the door.

After lying in bed for a while, Ma Shangju wanted to take a hot bath to relax, so she went to the front of the closet and opened the closet to prepare her pajamas.

When she first opened the closet, she suddenly saw something flying out of the closet. She was shocked and screamed.

But her screams stopped in an instant, and Aso only felt that there was a cold thing running through her throat. Because it happened so suddenly, she didn't even feel any pain. She only felt that her throat was cold and cold like ice...