Hantu Toilet Jepang Novels & Stories

i replied embrassed at my action. "Its ok. By the way breakfast is ready. I am going down first. Freshen up yourself and wear something from my wardrobe" saying so he left the door with the door locking sound of the knob. After he left i peeped out of the blanket to see if he really left. The room was empty. So i slided myself out and entered the bathroom. The bathroom was really stylish and it had a very japanese feel in it. A typical Japanese bathroom consisting of two rooms. The watery glass wall tiles and bamboo wood cabinets were a nice touch. A little further in was the sink and the actual bathroom where the shower and a deep bathtub were. The toilet was somewhere else on the premises.

Phillips had given us out of anger before break was over and I knew that the conversation between Sam and I could turn out to be a long one, so it was better to take on my punishment first, before anything else. Tasha and I split the toilets. I washed the female toilet, while she washed the male toilet. She was tough enough to do that. After making sure that the toilet was all clean, I washed my hands and then I started hearing a barfing sound. Someone was throwing up, right in this toilet. I walked towards the sound and saw Hilda throwing up in the sink and worst was, she was throwing up, black goo. What the hell was that? I had never seen someone throwing up stuff like that. Was she sick o

All the mod cons. I opened the door expecting the usual hole in the ground, but was stunned to find an actual toilet, with a wooden seat. There was no flush, so it was probably just a deep hole with a chair over it, but it felt like I’d just walked into the penthouse suite of some fancy hotel. There was even toilet paper! Well, a stack of dried leaves, but they really felt smooth and soft. I sat there, enjoying the near normality, when the sound of water splashing told me someone was probably washing their hands in the trough. I then overheard the following conversation:

There are large bottles of water that look like they have been refilled many times, the plastic warped and dirty. “I don’t suppose there’s a bathroom, is there?” I ask, trying not to show my disappointment at their living conditions. “There’s one around here somewhere,” Brent says, leading me down another mud tunnel. “Here, we move it every few days for obvious reasons. You can always tell which one is a toilet by the colour of the curtain. If it's one of these blue ones, it's a toilet,” he says, holding back a curtain to reveal a literal hole in the ground. I fight the urge to wrinkle my nose in disgust.

and the guards, the damn guards! Well no more excuses, if I can find time to runaway with a deaf stranger, four fucking times I might add, then I can find time to do my actual fucking job. I'm taking my fear and I'm shoving it far up my ass! Anyways, no offense, but Janet is insane. There is no need to do any of the stuff she’s been saying for the past thirty minutes. The toilet is already spotless I seriously cannot imagine it being any cleaner than this. I pour in a bit of all the liquids and powders she gave to me earlier and give the toilet a vigorous scrub.

Now I’m restless. Me: Fucking gossipmonger. Indra: Fuck you bitch. Once I was sure the bathroom was clear, I did my business and went to wash my hands. Men can be stupid sometimes. They hear you peeing in the toilet instead of the urinals, they’d start labelling you. Like who the fuck cares whether you want to stand or sit? The same standing they brag about, that messes up the whole bathroom. It’s disgusting.

Both of the men panic and start to look around this private room that was so small and there’s no hiding spot beside the toilet that is on the right side of the chancellor. *Flush* The sound of water flushing the waste from one’s body sounds out from behind the door of the Toilet. Zhu Wushang opened the door of the toilet while using the tissue to wipe his hand and walked out casually like this is his home. Chancellor Lu immediately waved his hand in Zhu Wushang's direction. All of the things in the path got cut to pieces whether it was the table, wardrobe, or even the metal plate that stood between him and Zhu Wushang.

Having been eating their breakfast for almost five minutes, Lumax Lianto was seen turning his head to the toilet again and again. He then turned to Pierre Zhaopardy and Rendy Pluto. Then, Lumax Lianto stood up and uttered, “I’ll go to the toilet and take a look at what actually has happened…” Lumax Lianto walked to the toilet. To walk to the toilet, Lumax Lianto had to turn right and then passed by the stairs. Right at that moment, Eriwan had just ordered Victor Jaleco’s bowl of chicken porridge and was about to walk upstairs again. Definitely Lumax Lianto spotted him. Lumax Lianto slightly screamed out the name,