Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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After placing the gift on the low table in front of the TV, Dou Tang suddenly felt inspired and decided to do something.

He rolled up his sleeves, walked to the refrigerator, and after finding it empty, pursed his lips and went out.

"Fortunately, there's a supermarket nearby."

Chapter 65 The Stubborn Female Ghost

Fireworks.

The aroma of cooking, a scent I haven't smelled in a long time.

Unlike the heavy and complex aromas of restaurants outside, it has a light fragrance that carries far and wide on the wind.

It felt like when I was a child, back in my hometown. On my way home from school, I would stand on the riverbank and gaze at the wheat fields bathed in the twilight. Beside the wheat fields, a small house was bathed in golden light, with white smoke rising and the stove humming.

You can't smell that kind of odor in Tokyo. Tokyo's restaurants are busy and noisy, and the stoves are constantly immersed in thick fumes, as if even the aroma has dissolved into the greasy smell.

Even cooking at home doesn't work. Standing in front of the stove, busy as ever, I can't smell the aroma like before, and I'm covered in the smell of food and cooking fumes.

Kuroki Keisaki stood silently at the door of her room, her hand trembling as it hovered ten centimeters above the doorknob.

It turns out that it wasn't that I couldn't make that smell, but that no one would cook for me like that. On my way home, I wouldn't have the chance to smell the aromas that would have been created to welcome me back.

No one would cook for me when I came back; that was destined from the moment I arrived in Tokyo.

But at this moment, the dead and resurrected...

At this moment after giving birth, Keisaki Kuroki smelled the fragrance coming from behind the door and suddenly felt that it was a more pleasurable experience than any luxury.

This made Kuroki Keisaki afraid to open the door. She was terrified of what she would see behind it, afraid that she would find that everything was an illusion, or that it was obviously an illusion, since who would wait for her to come home now?

Who is behind the door? Has the group rented out their own place? Or are they using this as a safe house? What awaits them?

But hesitation was useless; she reached out and pressed the doorknob, making a creak as she slowly opened the door.

"Sizzle, sizzle..." Along with the enticing aroma, there was also the wonderful sound of stir-frying vegetables. The air was filled with the rich fragrance of garlic and tomatoes after being stir-fried, and it wasn't greasy at all.

Standing at the entrance to the kitchen was a tall young man with broad shoulders. His body, hidden beneath a tight black sweater, was strong and powerful, and his eyes held a calm demeanor.

Even though he was dead, and had even become an evil spirit, Kuroki Keisaki still felt a surge of fear welling up from the bottom of his heart.

The owner of the Supreme Crown, the true form of the urban legend Fall Guy, is also... the one destined to completely kill himself.

Why is he here?

Dou Tang glanced at her and shook his head: "What are you standing there for? The food will be ready soon."

"I changed my shoes at the door; they were all wet."

Kuroki Keisaki looked on in disbelief, but Tou Tang continued, "Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you now."

The sudden shock left Kuroki Keisaki staring wide-eyed, seemingly unable to think straight. In the end, she went inside, took off her shoes, and walked barefoot on the floor, leaving a wet footprint.

Kuroki Keisaki stood beside him, cautiously asking, "You... what exactly are you...?"

"My name is Kiryu Toudou," Toudou said as he served the prepared food.

"Kiryu, Toudou..." Kuroki Keisaki repeated slowly and softly, as if trying to memorize the name.

Dou Tang carried the dishes into the living room and placed them on the low table. There were three dishes, two bowls of soup, and two bowls of rice. It didn't take Dou Tang long to prepare them.

"As an apology for borrowing your kitchen, how about I cook you a meal?" Dou Tang sat down cross-legged and said calmly.

Kuroki Keisaki was still a little dazed. She came to the low table and stared blankly at the food on it.

Dou Tang, without any hesitation, picked up the bowl directly.

"Stir-fried pork with scallions, stir-fried beef slices with tomatoes, and a side of greens with oyster sauce. Sit down and have a taste; it won't be too bad."

"Or are you planning to just stand there and wait until I finish eating, then the two of you will start fighting again and destroy your old home?"

Upon hearing this, Kuroki Keisaki snapped out of her daze and quickly knelt down.

Picking up the bowl and chopsticks, she stared at the steaming rice in the bowl, stunned again. After a long while, she murmured, "Kiryu Tou-tang... Kiryu-kun, is it alright for you to call me that?"

"Many people call it that, so you can too."

She hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, nodded, and then asked, "Why do these things? Why...why do these things?"

"Pity me? Take pity on me?"

"I told you, I'm just using your kitchen, that's all." Dou Tang took a couple of bites of rice, his expression still indifferent: "As for why I'm here, I'm actually here to deliver goods."

"Deliver, deliver?"

Dou Tang pointed with his chopsticks at the old tote bag in the corner of the living room: "See that? That bag."

Kuroki Keisaki looked over and was immediately startled: "That's the madam's... the madam's shopping bag."

"It contains birthday gifts from everyone." Dou Tang looked at Kuroki Keizaki, who was filled with surprise. "Why didn't you go back to the shop? Were you afraid of being a burden to them?"

Kuroki Keisaki was speechless, simply holding her bowl with her head down, and after a long while, she shoveled a mouthful of rice into her mouth.

Dou Tang sighed.

Then, as if she had no intention of answering Dou Tang's question, she reached for the food with her chopsticks, picked up a slice of meat, put it in her mouth, chewed, and remained silent.

"You can't taste the flavor anymore, right?" Dou Tang said.

"No, no, it's delicious...it's really delicious..."

Kuroki Keisaki seemed busy proving something, moving her chopsticks even more frequently, constantly putting the food in front of her into her mouth, chewing and swallowing it, looking like she was enjoying her meal very much.

“You’re a dead man. You can smell things because you need that ability to identify certain things, but taste buds are useless to you now, understand?”

"You are an evil spirit; only raw food can arouse your appetite. Right now, everything tastes bland to you, let alone vegetables. Only fresh flesh and blood can give you any flavor."

Dou Tang stared at her, saying each word slowly and deliberately, "They care about you a lot, and you care about them a lot too, but you need to understand that humans and ghosts are on different paths."

"You were right not to go to them, Kuroki Keizaki, but what are you going to do next?"

Kuroki Keisaki didn't say anything, but stubbornly ate her meal, one bite after another, devouring it like a whirlwind.

Once all the food on the table had been eaten, she slammed the bowl down, wiped her mouth, clasped her hands together, and looked up.

Her face was streaked with tears, and her eyes were bloodshot, making her look like a vengeful ghost, but deep within those terrifying eyes was a desperate longing for help.

"I'm full, thank you for the meal," she said, her voice trembling.

Seeing her like this, Dou Tang slowly closed his eyes, his eyes filled with ruthlessness.

Li disappeared.

He sighed and put down the bowl.

"You didn't even leave me any?"

"What a troublesome and bothersome gift."

Chapter 66 Willingly Becoming a Gift

No one wants to be killed like that, and Kuroki Keizaki desperately wanted to continue her life, even if it was just a facade.

Dou Tang had to admit that he had developed a completely different mindset than before; he had softened towards Kuroki Keizaki.

"Swish, swish..." Kuroki Keizaki skillfully washed the dishes, while Toudou sat on the sofa watching TV.

After washing the dishes, Kuroki Keisaki wiped her hands, though it was impossible to get them completely clean.

She is now constantly radiating supernatural pure water, which can never be wiped away.

She went to the living room and knelt down in front of Dou Tang.

Dou Tang, watching TV, didn't dare look at her face: "Why are you kneeling?"

Kuroki Keizaki lowered his hands, touching the ground with his index, middle, and ring fingers, and bowed deeply, kneeling before Todorodo.

Dou Tang simply clicked his tongue and gritted his teeth, saying, "What do you mean?"

"Thank you, thank you for bringing those gifts. It lets me know that someone still cares about me."

"And thank you for the meal."

Dou Tang closed his eyes and reiterated, "But you are already dead."

"Even if you continue to live according to the habits you had when you were alive, you will never be able to integrate into this world. You are an anomaly, an evil spirit, a dead soul. You do not belong to this world."

“I understand.” Kuroki Keisaki remained kneeling. “But you still cooked me a meal and brought me their kindness. I have received your tenderness.”

"Kiryu-kun, I am your gift. I have accepted this fate and I am willing... In three days, on your birthday, I will dedicate myself to you."

Dou Tang took a deep breath, like the panting of someone suppressing anger before it erupts. Kuroki Keisaki's shoulders trembled as a result. Dou Tang could feel the deep awe she felt for him, a feeling that seemed to come from nowhere.

"I have a question: if you were a gift, then there must be someone who gave you to me. Who gave you to me?"

"I'm sorry, I... I can't say."

Dou Tang sneered: "Is that so? I can't even know who sent me the gift?"

"……Yes."

"It's alright. After you die, I will perform a ritual to help you pass on to the afterlife. At that time, you will tell me everything."

Dou Tang crossed his arms: "I will give you three days, and I hope you will keep your promise, Kuroki Keizaki."

“You are already dead. You have completed your revenge, and many innocent people have died at your hands. All I can do is judge your sins and let you truly begin a new life.”

Dou Tang waved his hand: "Alright, now that we've finished talking about that, I want to ask you, where did you get your crown from?"

Kuroki Keisaki raised her head slightly, her wet hair falling loosely to the ground. Her eyes held a hint of humility and intoxication as she said, "My crown is insignificant and worthless to you, but if you wish to hear it, I can tell you."

She then told Dou Tang about being trapped at the bottom of the sea, but she didn't mention the giant crown she had seen, because she thought Dou Tang knew about the Supreme Crown.

After hearing this, Dou Tang frowned deeply and said, "So, you were already dead when you heard the Crown asking you if you wanted to... do it all over again?"

"Then you became an evil spirit... no, you became an evil spirit before you even agreed to the Crown, and then you used the Crown's power."

"Try again, try again... This sounds so familiar..." Dou Tang pondered in distress.

I feel like I've heard something similar somewhere before, like it was a long, long time ago... I can't remember. My memories of what happened before I came into this world are always so vague. I can only remember playing video games.

Since he couldn't remember, he decided to stop thinking about it for now. Dou Tang understood this principle well and shook his head to pull his thoughts back.

"It seems that's all you can tell me for now, so I'll trust you for the time being, Kuroki Keizaki."

Dou Tang stood up and looked at Kuroki Keisaki kneeling on the ground, saying, "Enjoy your last three days in this world, but believe me, I will give you a good ending, so don't be afraid to accept death."

Kuroki Keisaki nodded firmly, then humbly lowered her head again, slowly reaching out her hands to stroke Dou Tang's feet, causing Dou Tang to shudder.

Her cool, damp fingers lightly touched the back of his foot; the sensation of her fingertips was ambiguous yet gentle.

She looked up at Dou Tang, her eyes filled with a captivating tenderness.

"You, what are you doing?"

"It's just out of respect for you..."

"No need!" Dou Tang quickly pulled away, ran to the entrance, took his coat from the coat rack, and pointed at Kuroki Keisaki: "No need, no need. Also, don't let me down!"

He hurriedly opened the door as if a ferocious beast could devour him, shouting, "And another thing! Go back to the shop! Say a proper goodbye to the madam and the others. Not everyone has the chance to say goodbye to the people they care about before they die!"

With a slightly disappointed smile, Kuroki Keisaki slowly walked to the entrance: "Do you despise a woman like me...?"

"No!" Dou Tang suddenly pointed at her nose, his tone turning stern: "I don't look down on anyone in the world, after all, to me, everyone..."

Their ultimate fate is death.

"Don't underestimate yourself. In my opinion, you live a more brilliant life than many people... although I don't know you very well."

After saying that, he seemed afraid that Kuroki Keisaki would say something else strange, so he quickly went out the door, slammed the door shut, and slipped away.

Kuroki Keisaki looked at the closed door and smiled somewhat forlornly, thinking to herself that she must have been out of her mind. Someone like Kiryu Toudou... was not someone she should be serving, right? But she just wanted to wash his feet or something, was it really necessary to react so strongly?

The footsteps in the hallway faded away, and she returned to the living room, picked up the cloth bag on the floor, and took out the items inside one by one.

Each gift box had a sticky note attached, with various blessings written on them. Kuroki Keizaki looked at the blessings and smiled wistfully, yet she couldn't hold back her tears.

………………

After leaving Kuroki Keizaki's house, Tou Tang checked his phone and found the next address.

That was Ryuichi Shinzen's home, and also his next stop. He planned to thoroughly investigate Isamu Ejima's matter before his birthday.

Ringo Shinzen, that rustic-looking girl, is his daughter.

Thinking of this, Dou Tang had a sudden thought.

I ran into Ringo Shinzen on the old campus before. Although she seemed to be hired at the time, could it really be that much of a coincidence?