This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Kamiya Miku stayed for the last time to cook.

It seems that this little girl came with this idea from the beginning.

But she had to do it, and Beichuan Temple was also happy to lay hands beside her to take a leisurely time.

"Speaking of Eri-chan, haven't you come home yet?" Kamiya Miku, who was frying herring, asked Beichuanji, who squinted.

The herring's skin is browned, and it makes a tempting sound under the frying of olive oil.

Beichuan Temple replied without raising his head: "I said I want to participate in the exhibition."

While talking, he put the cut soft tofu cubes into a small bowl, cleaned the cutting board and kitchen knife, and then started to change the knife for the small shiitake mushrooms.

This scene is as harmonious as a newlywed couple, but Kamiya doesn't care much about it in the future.

After all, she was not a thin-faced girl. She was actually very happy to have this opportunity to cook with Beichuan Temple.

"Recently, sister Eri seems to work very hard, soaking in the exhibition all day long. It’s just that sister Eri seems to be a bit slow to go home today."

Beichuan Temple had a meal and squinted at the future of Kamiya: "What do you say?"

"Um, sister Eri has almost come back at this point in the past. It's really not normal that she hasn't come back yet."

In the future, Kamiya will be entrusted by Beichuan Temple and will come to see the situation in Beichuan Eri every day.

Logically speaking, Beichuan Eli should go home at about five or six o'clock every day, and it's really strange that it's almost seven o'clock now.

Upon hearing these words, Beichuan Temple put down the knife and called Beichuan Eri.

Toot toot.

The phone was hung up without being picked up.

Beichuan Temple's expression moved slightly, he untied the apron from his body and hung it on the hook on one side against the wall, then asked:

"Kamiya, you should know where Eri is participating in the exhibition, right?"

"I know, it seems to be at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Tokyo. A rookie artist held an exhibition there. It is said that the artist's name is Chiba Hotaru who exhibits paintings on the theme of life and death."

"I'll go there, I'll take care of you at home, Kamiya." Beichuan Temple said as he put on his coat.

Uh

Leave the house to me?

This sentence made Kamiya Miku's mood upright at once, and she nodded vigorously: "Well! I'm cooking and waiting for Temple-kun to come home."

Beichuan Temple responded, took the wallet and left

The Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Contemporary Art is located not far from Kiba Park in Koto District and is a very famous art museum.

Kitagawa Temple got on the tram, and after a while we arrived in Koto District, and then followed the map guidance and walked all the way to the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Contemporary Art.

The night has fallen, and the street lights flicker a few times and come on with a thud.

Perhaps because of officially entering February, the cold of winter has faintly dissipated, and the night breeze is also moisturizing.

Beichuan Temple is walking on the street, and from time to time you can see foreign tourists coming out of the Museum of Modern Art.

Eri is there

The spirit of Beichuan Temple was lifted and walked quickly to the Modern Art Museum.

When passing by the gate, Beichuan Temple saw the concise and inexplicable propaganda prints with tragic colors.

It was a sorrowful picture composed of vermilion, Gomelan, ultramarine, and deep black.

A big hole was broken in the sky, and an angel fell from the sky.

On the ground of black and red, countless hands of ghosts stretched out, seeming to want to tear the angel in mid-air to pieces.

At the bottom is a line of propaganda art words.

‘Rookie painter with the theme of life and death! Chiba Hotaru will hold a three-day painting exhibition today! ’

Beichuan Temple looked at this painting, and I just thought it looked good, but there was no other feeling besides it.

He kept the flow chart of the building next to him in his mind, when he was about to enter the exhibition according to the flow chart

"Student Beichuan?"

A surprised cry suddenly sounded behind him.

Beichuan Temple looked sideways.

I saw the surprised girl leaning towards him carrying the student purse.

"Sister Yuedao." Beichuan Temple said hello.

This surprised girl is Tsukishima Risa who hasn't seen her for a long time.

"Well, long time no see, student Beichuan." Tsukishima Risa first responded, and then asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, what did classmate Beichuan do during this time? Why haven't seen you for so long?"

Beichuan Temple hadn't showed up at the school for nearly a week. If he hadn't barely enough credits, he would have been repetitively dealt with by the school.

"There are some things in my hometown that have to be dealt with, and they have been dealt with properly now, and I will go to class after the spring break." Beichuan Temple took this topic lightly.

"Really?" Tsukishima Risa glanced suspiciously at Beichuan Temple, and continued: "Student Beichuan came here this time to visit Master Hotaru Chiba's painting exhibition?"

Beichuan Temple was sensitive to her blunt re-export.

It's just that he didn't care. He shook his head and replied: "My sister hasn't been home for a long time, and she didn't answer the phone. I can't worry about coming over to see the situation.

"It's such a thing, but don’t care about Beichuan. It’s very impolite to answer the phone in the exhibition. I guess it’s because sister Eri hung up the phone. Let’s go in with you to find Eri. Sister Li." Tsukishima Risa said thoughtfully.

This is no problem at all. Beichuan Temple just feels that he lacks a guide. Risa Tsukishima came just at the right time. He nodded and thanked:

"Then it will be troublesome."

The two walked into the hall side by side.

On the way, Tsukishima Risa also explained why she still came to the Museum of Modern Art so late.

It turned out that her father Tsukishima String and Chiba Hotaru were acquaintances, and asked her to come over to greet them.

"In fact, Master Chiba is not very old, and I can be regarded as friends. After hearing her come to Tokyo, I came over as soon as get out of class was over."

Tsukishima Risa also raised her student purse.

After the spring break, she was officially a senior high school student. During the ten days of spring break, she also applied for extracurricular tutoring classes, and worked hard to get admitted to the university.

"Yeah." Beichuan Temple nodded.

But he was also a little strange.

That Chiba Hotaru, young, why can he still paint paintings on the theme of birth and death?

This is undoubtedly a very strange thing.

Even if there are geniuses in this world, it is basically unrealistic to draw things that you have never seen before, right?

With some doubts, Kitagawa Temple and Tsukishima Risa finally entered the exhibition area of ​​Chiba Firefly Painting Exhibition.

Various paintings hang in the promenade.

This Chiba Firefly seems to like the combination of deep red and deep black, creating a hell-like feeling similar to Dante’s Divine Comedy.

And that color combined with the illusory bluish white of the wraith spirit, revealing an indescribable sense of mystery.

The unsullied girl who was eaten by the resentful spirits, the pure woman who fell into the infernal purgatory, the girl who was in **** looking up to heaven

The living and the dead, the hidden world and the present world.

It was outlined by Chiba Hotaru with a particularly delicate technique.

These paintings seem to have a strange, psychedelic and attractive feeling in themselves, and people can't help but fall into it.

Are there any ghosts and wraiths in this world?

Seeing these paintings seems to be able to get the answer in my heart.

But the more you look at Beichuan Temple, the more strange you feel in your heart.

The owners of these paintings seem to have seen real spirits.

Those resentful spirits are lifelike, as if they are about to rush out of the painting.

While thinking at Beichuan Temple, Tsukishima Risa next to him let out a low cry:

"Student Beichuan, is the one in front your sister?"

Beichuan Temple looked in the direction of her finger.

I saw Eri Kitagawa dreamingly discussing with the girl who was sitting next to her in a wheelchair.

That salted egg sister will show such a serious expression?

To be honest, Beichuan Temple is still a bit surprised.

But soon Beichuan Temple turned his head and looked at the girl who was talking with her on the other side.

The girl looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, with long black hair that crossed the shoulders, and a small painter's hat on her head.

She looks beautiful, with a soft feeling.

But compared to her appearance, Beichuan Temple cared more about the other's eyes.

There is an intellectual charm in her narrow and transparent eyes, and the faintly twinkling pupils seem to be able to see the essence of them clearly through the things in front of them.

The looks and temperament are perfect.

But if you insist on telling a bad place, it is estimated that the other party is sitting in a wheelchair.

That's right, such a beautiful girl is a disabled person.

"Is it her?" Beichuan Temple recognized him at a glance, and he was a little surprised.

Isn't this the last time the poor girl who was going to steal West Kujo on the Shinkansen?

But he remembered that the girls at that time should not be in a wheelchair.

It should simply look alike.

Beichuan Temple can’t believe that a week can change the personality and temperament of the **** the Shinkansen into this way.

Beichuan Temple thought and walked over, followed by Tsukishima Risa.

"Eri."

Beichuan Temple said hello.

Eri Kitagawa, who was discussing with the girl, turned her head and saw someone she had never thought of.

Why did my brother come here? !

"Brother Si, why are you here?"

"I called you, and I was a little worried, so I came over and have a look. It's fine if you are fine."

Hey?

Beichuan painted in a daze.

She remembered that she hung up the phone, but she didn't expect that the call came from Beichuan Temple.

Eri Kitagawa shrank her head boldly, took two steps back and tried to change the subject and introduced:

"Introduce to Brother Si, this is Hotaru Chiba, Teacher Chiba."

Her ability to change the subject is not half as deep as Kamiya Miku, but she still likes to be smart.

Beichuan Temple couldn't help sighing.

After all, the salted egg sister is still the salted egg sister.

And just when he wanted to say hello to Chiba Hotaru who was sitting in a wheelchair, the other party suddenly stretched out his hand and stared at him with gleaming eyes:

"Hello, I am Chiba Hotaru."

"Beichuan Temple."

Why is Chiba Hotaru's attitude a bit subtle?

After the two of them shook hands and introduced themselves, Tsukishima Risa said softly from behind: "Hawama, it's been a long time."

"It's been a long time, Risa, how is your father's health recently?"

"It's still the same, nothing has changed." Tsukishima Risa smiled.

Seeing that these two girls looked like they were about to start reminiscing about the past, they hadn’t seen each other for a long time, Beichuan Temple gave a wink at Beichuan Eri and planned to leave and go home

Chiba Hotaru, who was sitting in a wheelchair, suddenly looked over and said with a smile:

"Please wait, Mr. Beichuan."

Beichuan Temple politely replied:

"The two haven't seen each other for a long time, and I will stay here with two outsiders, Eri will also prevent them from renewing their past."

"You don't have to see, Mr. Beichuan, I personally have something I want to ask you."

After hearing this, Beichuan Temple was puzzled.

You should have just met with this Chiba Hotaru, so why would Chiba Hotaru want to ask him something?

This kind of development is really inexplicable, which makes Beichuan Temple a little bit confused.

At this moment, another voice came from behind Chiba Hotaru:

"Sister Ying, why are you here alone again? Didn't you tell me? It's you that I pushed for you?"

From the other side of the gallery, a girl walked quickly.

This female growth phase hairstyle is exactly the same as Chiba Hotaru, the only difference may be that she does not wear a painter's hat on her head.

At this time, the girl who came out from the other side was looking at Beichuan Temple, whose complexion had not changed, with surprise.

Seeing this girl, there was a glimmer of realization in Beichuan Temple's eyes.

"Are you the one on the Shinkansen?"

Seeing the two react like this, Chiba Hotaru introduced them in a gentle voice:

"Kun Kitagawa, this is my younger sister named Chiba Kura. Kura, this is Kitagawa Temple."

"Hello." Chiba Kura nodded at Beichuan Temple, but his crystal clear eyes were constantly scanning Beichuan Temple, seeming to be looking for a pathetic trace.

But it is a pity that Beichuan Temple did not bring the pitiful Nishikujo out this time. The little guy is probably still doing aerobics against the computer screen.

Kitagawa Temple was not particularly surprised about the affairs of Chiba Kura and Chiba Firefly.

After all, the looks and ages are so similar, it is easy to understand that the two are sisters.

Chiba Hotaru spoke again, this time she said to Tsukishima Risa.

"Risa, I will visit my father in the near future, let's relive the past when that time comes."

"Alright, then I won't bother you."

The wise Tsukishima Risa glanced at Beichuan Temple, then at Chiba Hotaru with a spring breeze smile on her face, nodded and took the initiative to leave.

In this regard, Beichuan Eri still has a dazed face, not knowing what happened.

Doesn't she have to go back with Brother Si? Why did Teacher Chiba suddenly keep her brother? what on earth is it?

Is it possible that Chengsi has always known Mrs. Chiba?

Beichuan Eri gave up thinking

On the other side, Beichuan Temple looked at the back of Risa Tsukishima leaving, turned his head to look at Hotaru Chiba, with some guesses in his heart.

But he didn't take the initiative to expose it, but asked:

"What do you want to tell me? Mr. Chiba."

"Let's go to the reception room and talk." Chiba Hotaru's eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, and she simply invited.

"Also."

Beichuan Temple nodded.

He has nothing to fear.

After all, they are just two little girls. Could there be any conspiracy?