Hantu Toilet Jepang Novels & Stories

“You might wanna change your shirt, it also has some puke on it.” “I didn't notice.” There was a knock on the door. “I'll get it,” Hansuke said. “Who is it?” There, standing at the door, was Takumi. “What's going on?” He asked. “I know how this looks, but trust me, nothing happened between us,” Twilight said. “Then why is Hansuke half-naked?” “That's because I... uh...” She was too embarrassed to admit it. “You what?” “I threw up on them. There I said it. They’re almost done being washed.”

But talk was all I had at this point. I surveyed the bathroom as I tried to get a handful of toilet paper to wipe myself. There was no cabinet, just a sink, toilet and bathtub. The tub held all manner of nasty things. Dead bugs, dirt and grime clinging to the once white porcelan. Someone had cleaned the toilet, somewhat, thank God, because I couldn't hover over it like I wanted to. My balance was awkward with my hands tied. I finished my business and flushed. I turned on the sink to wash my hands and again wondered what would happen next.

"You even came all the way here tonight for more?" As she spoke, she reached out to link her arm with his. "Get lost!" Terrence barked loudly, shaking her hand off with visible disgust. The force sent her stumbling backward, and she fell straight to the floor, shock written all over her face. Miguel froze. "M-Mr. Kapowsky… What's wrong? Is our hospitality lacking?" "Hospitality?" Terrence repeated, scoffing coldly. He grabbed a document from his assistant and threw it straight at Miguel's face.

Francis, the other bodyguard spoke as he guided to the bathroom and waited outside. Inside the washroom was an elegant toilet. Everything was white from the toilet to the ceilings and the floor. The walls were tiled with white porcelain tiles. Every third tile had am emblem on it. It was the company logo. He stared in, taking in the fine designs, " this is just a bathroom, yet it is so beautifully designed". He washed his face, dampened his hair and dusted his clothes making himself presentable before exiting.

I answered with a small smile. When she returned my smile and nodded at me, pumasok na'ko agad sa maliit na paliguan. A small washroom na gawa sa kahoy ang dingding. May puting tuwalya ng nakasabit sa loob nito at mga balde ng tubig gaya ng sabi ni Bryan.

Hani did a fake gag. "Okkkkk... Now I have to go, what was the room number... 1... 10... yes 1089." Tae-Hoon moved ahead to find that room while stumbling and Hani followed him like a puppy following its owner, Tae-Hoon was reading all the numberplates outside each room and he found the one written as 1089, he opened the door, inserting the key. He went in and was about to close the door when Hani pushed the door a bit. "Can I come in? I cannot find my mom and there are skunks here and I am scared of them." she said blinking innocently and pouting like a child.

“Ji-hoon was taught to pee sitting down and all the toilets in their mansion had been imported from Japan and were equipped with otohime. Literally 'sound princess'. An electronic device that produced the sound of a murmuring brook or chirping birds to mask the sound of anyone doing their business, with the result that Ji-hoon grew up hating the splish-splash of pee. He also had his personal shopper, hairstylist and fashion coordinator who would conduct house calls. Thus, Ji-hoon always looked spotless and picture-perfect. “But it wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows. Mrs. Kim was the first and most successful ‘tiger mother’, which is similar to the helicopter parents of the US but much, much wo

“Yeah well...the good news is, our hygiene is much better.” She gasped, turning to face me with an urgent look. “Please tell me the bathroom facilities are from this century.” she sounded quite distressed. Honestly I couldn’t stop laughing at her reactions. “Yeah, no worries. I actually just installed a bunch of Japanese toilets all through the castle. We also have WiFi and N*****x.” “Super exciting. Can I go to my room now. I need to wash the stink of travel off me.” I quirked an eyebrow. “We came by private plane.”

There are bound to be pitfalls! Next he will definitely throw me into another more terrifying trap, I know that for sure!. Daniel led Jenny to another door… another door “Come in”. Jenny went inside, closed the door, and looked around cautiously. Not a scary pitfall, this place is a toilet. Super grand super luxury toilet, small glass lamps are inlaid on the wall to illuminate the shiny hand basin. She grabbed the remote control with one hand that could relieve her suffering, the other leaning on the tub she was clean enough to move others to tears.