Chapter 1 The home-born girl and the inappropriate narration

Author: The bell of the wind chime

Chapter 1 The home-born girl and the inappropriate narration

Late night, Tokyo, Shibuya district.

Saying goodbye to the convenience store where she worked, Anhe walked into the rain with a dessert presented by the enthusiastic proprietress in one hand and an umbrella in the other.

The rain is not heavy, but it always gives people a chill in Tokyo at the end of November.

Even late at night, there were still vehicles passing by on the road, and water splashed up from time to time, which caused An He to have to be distracted and watch out.

After all, he didn't want to get splashed with sewage instead of getting wet from the rain.

"Let's change jobs tomorrow. This boss lady has evil intentions. Although she is good-looking and has a good figure, it's a pity that I can't beat her husband..."

Just as An He was thinking about it, another car sped past, causing water to splash from its tires. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and put the umbrella in front of him in time so he didn't get wet.

Looking at the taillights of the car going away, before An He could say anything, an angry voice appeared in his mind.

[I call you a fairy! You are very angry when you look at the taillights of the car that are disappearing. Fortunately, you just noticed that the person sitting in the driver's seat is a young man, and he is wearing a ring on his ring finger.

Obviously, this is a newlywed husband. Thinking of this, a sophisticated revenge plan appears in your mind: through the other party's license plate number, you can accurately find his home, and before he gets off work, there will only be people in his home.

His new wife...]

The voice in his head was still chattering, but An He ignored it. Apparently it was not the first time he heard this voice.

It seems that this voice has been appearing in Anhe's mind from time to time since he was born.

At first, he thought it was his golden finger after traveling through time, but he soon gave up this idea.

After all, can a narrator who encourages him to commit crimes all day long also be called a goldfinger?

[Narrator? This foolish thought flashed through your mind, but you quickly put it aside because you noticed that there seemed to be something going on across the road. 】

An He was startled by the sound that appeared again. Across the road?

Although he knew that the narration was unreliable, An He still subconsciously turned his head and looked across the road, looking through the rain curtain. An He quickly discovered what "situation" the narration was referring to.

It was late at night, and logically there should be no one on the platform, but at this time, there was a girl wearing a JK uniform lying on her side on a rest chair.

The girl seemed to be asleep, with her round and snow-white legs exposed, although her face could not be seen because she was covering it with her hands.

After looking at the girl a few more times, An He quickly came up with a series of data based on his past life experience.

87,61,83.

"It's so big."

With a sigh in his heart, An He was about to look away, but the narration in his mind sounded again.

[Late at night, a sleeping girl who has not caught the last bus has yet to catch the last bus. You string these words together in your mind, and soon you have some thoughts: Someone will always take advantage of you, why can't that person be you? Thinking of this, your eyes flash

With a hint of greed, he immediately planned to walk towards the girl...]

God damn, someone will always take advantage, why can't that person be me!

An He swore that if this narration had a reality, he would definitely go up and see it as two big sinuses.

How can there be a golden finger that encourages the host to commit crimes?

The most important thing is that after the narration said this, An He was really moved.

Shaking his head, Anhe hurriedly put away this dangerous thought, not daring to continue to see the girl, and hurriedly walked forward.

If he stayed any longer, An He was really afraid that he would not be able to control himself. It would be really embarrassing to have to spend the New Year in prison after finally being reborn.

"I'll save you one last time. Get rid of the vulgar taste of dopamine and pursue higher-level endorphins. Young man, you shouldn't stop here. Don't let desire take over your body!"

Warning to himself fiercely in his heart, An He couldn't help but quicken his pace, and soon disappeared into the rain.

…

More than ten minutes later.

Standing at the bus stop panting, Anhe couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the sleeping girl in front of him.

Originally, he was almost home, but for some reason, he felt a little uneasy along the way, and images of the girl being dragged away by others kept appearing in his mind.

In the end, An He came back with the encouragement of conscience and a little selfishness.

Fortunately, the girl is still lying here well.

After looking at the other party carefully, An He couldn't help but guess before praising herself that this girl was really beautiful.

Even though her white lotus-like arms blocked half of her face, she still couldn't hide the girl's delicate face.

Her long hair spread like a waterfall, her long and narrow eyelashes trembled slightly, her delicate and small nose was slightly red due to the cold weather, and along with her even breathing, traces of mist spit out from the girl's red lips from time to time.

The girl's upper body is a blue uniform coat, underneath is an orange sweater, low-necked vest, and underneath is a white short-sleeved shirt. However, because of the girl's extraordinary talent, the collar of the shirt is bulging.

It's like the button will pop off at any time.

The top was very short, and when she was lying flat on the lounge chair, it kept shrinking upwards, exposing the girl's petite belly button and her soft, boneless waist.

Perhaps because she was sleeping too deeply, the girl's sleeping posture at this time was not very elegant. A pair of white and slender beautiful legs were bent together in a vaginal posture. Her gray-black pleated skirt turned up slightly due to her movements, revealing her inner breasts.

A little bit of spring.

Pure white without any pattern.

Quickly looking away, An Hezhi silently recited his sins in his heart.

However, the narrator in his mind obviously didn't want to let him go.

[Looking at the sleeping girl in front of you, your heart is about to move. There happens to be a love hotel nearby. You believe that based on your past life experience, it only takes one night for this girl to completely fall in love with you...]

What a beast!

An He spat harshly at the snarky narration and hurriedly shook his head, completely putting aside those thoughts that he shouldn't have before coming to the girl.

Seeing a scene so close at hand that he had never seen in his previous life, An He took a deep breath and then reached out and patted the girl's arm.

Didn't wake up, patted me again, still didn't wake up...

An He couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

How could anyone sleep so soundly?

Looking around, I couldn't see a single person except for the occasional passing car.

After hesitating for a moment, An He reached out and moved the girl's arm away from her face, revealing her delicate face.

But even with such a large movement, the girl still didn't wake up.

Seeing this, An He simply squatted down to be parallel to the girl, then pushed the girl's head with his hand and shouted: "Classmate? Classmate?"

After shouting four or five times in succession, the girl still showed no response. If it weren't for the rising and falling of her chest and the slight breathing coming from the girl's mouth, Anhe would have thought he was encountering a corpse.

"It's difficult to handle..."

Seeing that the girl couldn't wake up, An He lowered his head and looked at the time on his watch.

11:47pm late at night.

Thinking that she had to go to school tomorrow morning, An He couldn't help but feel helpless.

If possible, he really didn't want to be late on the third day after he transferred to another school. That would really damage his image in the eyes of the school's teachers and classmates.

After several more calls, An He even pinched her nose for more than half a minute. After the girl still didn't wake up, An He gave up decisively.

He had no time to waste.

"I'm sorry, I'm doing this for your own good."

As he spoke, An He reached around the girl's waist and reached her armpits, and picked up her calf with the other hand to hug her.

The girl's body is very soft, and holding her is like holding a balloon filled with hot water.

But even with such a large movement, the girl still didn't wake up. Instead, she rested her little head directly on An He's arms as if she had found some warm place.

An He shrugged and said nothing. He scanned around and made sure that the girl's things were not left behind, then walked straight towards home.

Before taking two steps, Anhe stopped again.

The rain was still falling, and he was holding the girl with both hands, so he couldn't free his hands to hold an umbrella.

It was possible to go home in the rain, but An He was afraid that the thing in his arms would get wet.

Of course, An He was not concerned about the girl, but was afraid that he would not be able to resist the girl's wet temptation when he got home.

Therefore, this umbrella must be held up, but how to hold it up is a problem.

Finally, An He set his sights on the girl's unique talent...

…

Ten minutes later, in front of a slightly old single apartment in Tokyo.

An He opened the door awkwardly and hurriedly walked into the room with the girl in his arms without even having time to slip on his shoes.

Hooking his feet to close the door, Anhe didn't turn on the light. He walked all the way to the bed based on his memory, and then gently threw his arms down. The mattress bounced up and down a few times because of the heavy object.
To be continued...