This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

After bidding farewell to Kamiya Miku, Kitagawa Temple went to the Museum of Contemporary Art in Tokyo.

"Senior Beichuan, I'm going to trouble you again." Chiba Hotaru looked at Beichuan Temple, who was looking at her legs, and said thankfully.

Chiba Kura seemed to be dealing with the art exhibition side, so he was not in the reception room.

After all, today is the last day of the exhibition, and Chiba Kura also needs to take care of it. Chiba Hotaru, who has limited mobility, was naturally left here to receive treatment from Kitagawa Temple.

"The two of us are peer-to-peer transactions. There is no trouble or trouble."

Beichuan Temple delivered dead energy for treatment, and answered without raising his head.

His words were cold or hot, and Chiba Ying-yue only sneered when she heard it.

The relationship between the other party and her only stays on ‘she is the teacher of Beichuan Temple’s sister’, and there is nothing to go deeper into it.

But to be honest, people with extraordinary abilities like Beichuan Temple, as long as they have a little brain, will not mind getting close to him.

Even if you are not a lover, it is good to be a friend.

"Speaking of which senior Beichuan has already started school?" Chiba Hotaru asked.

Most of the high schools in Bunkyo District have already opened, and it is estimated that Beijing North is similar.

Beichuan Temple raised his eyes and replied: "Yes. The formal class will begin tomorrow."

"Really?" After hearing Beichuanji's answer, Chiba Hotaru's eyes flickered.

After a while, she said, "After the treatment of Senior Beichuan, my legs can already land on the ground and walk. This is undoubtedly thanks to you."

"In order to better fulfill the promise, I will go to Beijing North High School to teach in the near future."

"Are you going to be an art teacher in Beijing?" Beichuan Temple looked a little strange.

With Chiba Hotaru's current status, there is absolutely no problem with becoming an art teacher in high school, and the chairman of the board has to hold it in his hands for fear.

She did this to better guide Beichuan Eri and return her favor.

But will this cause her to stagnate on the road of painting?

Beichuan Temple did not ask this sentence, because he felt that a smart girl like Chiba Hotaru should have her own consideration.

Chiba Hotaru's eyes were shining with the brilliance of wisdom. She seemed to perceive Beichuan Temple's question, and she continued:

"I feel that my painting skills have reached a bottleneck. Even if I continue to work behind closed doors at home, it is difficult to break through to a higher level. That's why I want to teach in Beijing. Maybe I start from scratch and experience painting from various angles. His painting skills have gone further."

"Moreover, the exhibition has ended. My teaching in Beijing is also convenient for the treatment of senior Beichuan, isn't it?"

"Miss Chiba has her own ideas, of course it is the best."

Beichuan Temple retracted his palm.

"Today's treatment is over. If Miss Chiba really wants to come to Beijing to teach, then I will thank you on behalf of Eri. I will leave first."

After saying this, Beichuan Temple slightly nodded to Chiba Hotaru and turned to leave.

On the way out, he also ran into Chiba Hotaru's sister, Chiba Kura.

After the two greeted each other, Chiba Kura returned to the reception room. Seeing the sister who was walking slowly and sluggishly again, she stepped forward and helped:

"Sister, I saw Senior Beichuan just now. Did Sister Ying tell him that?"

Chiba Hotaru shook his head: "Sister Mihua's affairs are a bit complicated. Her family is pressing very tightly, and her own physical state is not optimistic about whether she is willing to accept treatment, and whether the abilities of Senior Beichuan are effective. These are the main reasons. ."

"That is to say, I haven't told Senior Beichuan, right?" Chiba Kura said worriedly.

"Let's talk about it if I find a chance. Hasn't Ms. Chenhua also reduced her activities recently? I will contact her these days, hope she can accept my arrangement, and I hope I can find senior Beichuan."

Chiba Firefly sighed lightly.

Beichuan Temple helped herself because she was able to teach Beichuan Eri to paint. Besides, the only thing she could bring out was monetary reward.

But will people like Beichuan Temple really accept monetary rewards?

Chiba Hotaru thinks that the chance is not great.

Chiba Kura seemed to understand Chiba Hotaru's good intentions, and she nodded and replied, "That's all there is to it."

After the two exchanged for a while, they ended this somewhat heavy topic and began to talk about officially teaching in northern Beijing.

Just as Chiba Hotaru said, her painting skills are almost at a standstill, and it will be difficult for her to continue to study behind closed doors to make further progress.

"Life or death, this subject has to go up and up"

Chiba Hotaru muttered to himself.

She saw a unique death from Sister Chenhua, but she saw a unique life from Beichuan Temple. If she could observe the pictures she wanted, her painting skills could be improved a step further.

At that time, maybe sister Chen Hua could get the ending she wanted.

For this, it is even more necessary to persuade the other party.

She made up her mind and stopped hesitating

After Beichuan Temple returned home, she found that her sister had unexpectedly not watched the small animal show she often watched today.

On the contrary, she was lying on the sofa wearing headphones, with a round pillow on her chest, playing with her mobile phone.

She kicked lightly with her little black stockings, still humming an untuned song in her mouth.

And I don't know when, Poor Nishikujo has already ran to the living room, disguised as a puppet, looking straight at Beichuan Eri.

Okay, Beichuan Eli's dignified look was all seen by the **** sister.

Beichuan Temple walked over and didn't speak, and sat on another sofa, looking calmly at Beichuan Eli's dignified appearance.

She accidentally glanced at Beichuan Eri who came by Beichuan Temple and was shocked. She hurriedly took off the phone headset and sat upright. Her tone was hesitant: "Are you back? Brother Si?"

"Yeah." Beichuan Temple responded without blaming Beichuan Eri. He asked, "How do you feel about Beijing North?"

Beichuan Eri hesitated for a while, and answered honestly: "It's okay, but it's a little different from the high school life I imagined."

Oh?

My own salted egg sister has other ideas? This surprised Beichuan Temple. He raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Where is it different?"

"Isn't it all said that there is that kind of handsome guy in high school who is comparable to Chihisa down the mountain? But I didn't meet Miao and the others after walking around. I even think that Brother Si, you are the most handsome in Beijing."

""

This is too salty.

The face of the iceberg that has remained unchanged for thousands of years in Beichuan Temple was a little twitched with anger.

Originally, he thought that Beichuan's paintings must have high opinions, but turned out to be annoyed by this kind of thing.

But I can barely understand that it is normal for girls to want a pink high school life. In addition, Beichuan Eri is considered to be admitted to Beijing North High School normally, so Beichuan Temple temporarily opened up to her whimsical ideas. I closed one eye.

But if Beichuan Eri's exam results have fallen.

Beichuan Temple will let her know what a gray high school life is.

Beichuan Temple continued to ask: "Did you visit Beijing North today?"

"No, because you have taken me around with Brother Si in front, Mio and the others are not interested in these. We left after seeing the placement display board. Hey, I have a class with Ai and Saxi."

"Really?" Beichuan Temple replied indifferently.

"There's more! After leaving Beijing North, we made a special trip to the music store to buy the CD of Nakajima Chenhua, I have heard it! Sure enough, the voice of Mihua is really delicious! Brother Si, want to listen to it. ?"

Beichuan Eri said she was going to flip through her schoolbag, but Beichuan Temple stopped her movement.

"I won't listen, you prepare well, and class will start tomorrow."

Beichuan Temple waved his hand.

"Hey? Sister Chenhua is a very famous national-level singer." Beichuan Eli has some regrets.

The singer she is talking about here is not an ‘idol’ or a ‘seiyuu idol’, but a real singer who moves people’s hearts with his singing.

"I'm not interested in these." Beichuan Temple waved his hand.

"That's a pity." Beichuan Eri did not force Beichuan Temple to listen to the song. She turned her back to Beichuan Temple and stuffed the CD into her schoolbag and asked: "By the way, Brother Si, the puppet on the coffee table is yours. ?"

The puppet on the coffee table?

Beichuan Temple looked at the pitiful Nishikujo on the coffee table.

Poor Nishikujo was taking advantage of Beichuan Eri's back position, and walking with his chubby feet, tiptoing towards him.

"correct."

Beichuan Eri turned her head and just saw the puppet lying on the other side of the coffee table.

Ok?

Wasn't this puppet still in the middle of the coffee table? Why did it go a little bit to the right?

Beichuan Eri raised her hand and put the pitiful Nishikujo back in place.

In the sight of Beichuan Temple, Nishikujo's pitiful gaze was a little hesitant and helpless.

But Beichuan Eri didn’t care about this. She put the poor place back in her place and continued: “When I got home, I saw the TV on. The TV was showing aerobics programs. This puppet was lying in the middle of the coffee table. I thought it was Brother Si, you forgot to turn off the TV when you came back."

"Really." Beichuan Temple glanced at the pitiful Xijiutiao with a deep look.

Poor Nishikujo was lying quietly, motionless.

"Yeah." Beichuan Eli sat down again, a little strange: "Speaking of which, this puppet is not good-looking, and all the tattered ones are patches. I look at the strange ones. Brother Si, you still have to collect this. Do you have a puppet addiction?"

When she said these words, Beichuan Temple could clearly feel the pitiful movement of Nishikujo.

"Not to collect, this is"

"Hey? Isn't this brother Si? It should be okay if you lose it?" Beichuan Eri said as she stretched out her hand to grab the puppet.

Just when her hand was about to touch the pitiful Nishikujo, Beichuan Temple spoke:

"She is your **** sister."

"Huh?" Beichuan Eri was taken aback, and as soon as she was about to speak, she saw the puppet flying over her head.

"Hmm! What is this!? What the **** happened?"

Nishikujo pitifully stuck his whole body on Beichuan Eri’s face, causing Eri Beichuan to scream.

She can't see anything:

"What happened? What happened? What is this?"

Eri Kitagawa tried hard to pull the pitiful Nishikujo from her face.

For a while, Nishikujo's poor puppet face was also stretched wide and long.

But she refused to let go, she was about to teach this salted egg sister a lesson she will never forget.

"" Beichuan Temple watched the two of them making a fuss and didn't bother to talk.

"Brother Si! Brother Si! Save me! What is this?"

Beichuan Temple didn’t care about her call for help. He walked to the stove and burned a pot of tea for himself. He poured a cup full of tea on the floor. When he sat back, he saw Beichuan Eri’s face covered by the west. Kujo sticks poorly.

Fortunately, Poor Nishikujo hugged the upper part of Beichuan Eri's face and left her with the lower part of her mouth and nose to breathe. Otherwise, after this period of time, Beichuan Eri would be almost there.

He didn't speak until Beichuan Temple finished drinking the tea at hand, "It's almost done, poor."

When this sentence fell, Beichuan Eri felt her face loosened and she could see things again.

The instigator just now akimbo his hips, holding up that ‘fierce’ face and looking at Eri Beichuan.

"What the **** is this?" Beichuan Eri had four red circles on her face, which were left behind by the pitiful Nishikujo.

Beichuan Temple poured himself another cup of tea and explained: "I said, this is your sister. From now on, she will also be a member of our Beichuan family."

"Sister?" Beichuan Eri looked at this little puppet, and the more she looked at it, the more familiar she felt.

She suddenly screamed: "Last time four people played hide and seek, did you go in with Mio and the others?"

Eri Kitagawa remembered the dark shadow that flashed through the sky the last time Sakura Mio and the others played.

Under her gaze, Nishikujo pitifully hugged his chubby hand and nodded with some air.

"It's really you? Thank you so much. I've heard Mio say that if it weren't for you, she might be". Beichuan-e was overjoyed, and then she thought of the rude words she had just said, and looked sad Beichuan Temple: "Brother Temple"

She meant that she wanted Beichuan Temple to help make a round.

But Beichuan Temple didn't even take a look at it: "The things that I provoke are solved by themselves."

After all, Poor Nishikujo is a good boy, as long as he sincerely apologizes, there is no problem.

Well

Beichuan Eri touched her little head, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, poor sister, I just said something wrong, I apologize to you, I hope you don't mind."

Her character was relatively innocent and innocent. Under her thin and soft tone, Poor Nishikujo turned around and jumped onto Kitagawa Eri’s small head, and by the way, she patted her head with a chubby hand. .

"Brother Temple?" Beichuan Eli didn't quite understand the other party's style, and looked at Beichuan Temple again.

"She meant to forgive you." Beichuan Temple couldn't help shook his head.

He felt that he had failed.

The more her own sister raises the salty egg, the better-behaved **** sister at first also raises more crookedly.

This caused Beichuan Temple to be confused, is it not suitable for educating children?

How to raise two, there will be two problems?

But these are not important anymore.

Beichuan Eri did not show a pitiful resistance to Nishikujo, in other words, she accepted her.

This is actually a good thing.