This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

There was a long silence for Beichuan Temple's speech.

After a few minutes, Chiba Hotaru, who was silent, said, "I didn't expect Beichuan-kun to discover it so quickly."

She did not deliberately deceive Beichuan Temple, but Nakajima Mihana refused to let her tell the truth.

I thought I could hide it for at least a month, and it would not be helpful for another two or three weeks.

But now it seems that Mihana Nakajima’s little thought does not work for Kitagawa Temple at all.

It was only discovered in half a day.

"Just pay a little attention to understand, and why the national actress wants me to take care of this is also a problem." Beichuan Temple answered flatly.

"Be careful"

Chiba Hotaru over there feels a little relieved.

Beichuan Temple didn't perfuse the entrustment given to him, but instead called and asked very seriously.

This is already a very remarkable behavior.

If Beichuan Temple feels troublesome, you don't need to make this call, just wait for half a year to take away the subsequent 10 million from her, and Nakajima Mihua's life and death have nothing to do with him.

"You have handed over the deposit payment to me. I will naturally take a closer look at Mika Nakajima, just to fulfill the corresponding obligations."

Beichuan Temple's voice still sounded cold, but it made Chiba Hotaru's heart a warm current.

She thought about it for a while, and finally decided to tell Beichuan Temple about Mika Nakajima's specific situation.

"Is that so?" Beichuan Temple's tone fluctuated after hearing this.

That's it

"Well, that's why Sister Chenhua's state is not quite right. In fact, she used to be a very good person. I sincerely hope that Senior Beichuan can help Sister Chenhua, she is now"

"I understand, leave everything to me."

Before the other party finished speaking, Beichuan Temple spoke.

"Okay, please trouble-senior Kitagawa." After getting the promise from Kitagawa Temple, Hotaru Chiba didn't talk nonsense and hung up the phone.

Kitagawa Temple put down the phone, sat on the side of the bed, and began to think about something about Mika Nakajima.

"The most important thing is to regain your attitude towards life."

Beichuan Temple had a general idea.

On the other side, Mika Nakajima returned to her room, and she sighed again when she remembered the question of Eri Kitagawa just now.

Eri Kitagawa just showed her all the albums of Mika Nakajima, and asked her a little strangely, "Why should she stop her activities as a singer?"

But Mika Nakajima was silent for a while without answering, and found an excuse to go back to her room.

"Why stop being a singer, right?"

A look of frustration appeared on Nakajima's awe-inspiring pretty face.

She opened the curtains and looked outside.

Thousands of houses outside are shining brightly, like stars.

Seeing these thousands of lights, Nakajima sang in a low voice in confusion:

"Summer will come, and winter will go away. The road ahead is still long, and I don't know how long I can hide."

She was lying on the bed and felt like crying.

Only in such a quiet night can Mihana Nakajima show her soft side.

The next morning, Mihana Nakajima was awakened in her sleep.

She opened her eyes in confusion and looked at the strange ceiling, wondering why she was in such a place.

Sometimes people are such creatures, sleeping in already familiar places, they also have a flustered feeling in their hearts. The ceiling is familiar and unfamiliar, and I always feel like myself.

Knock knock knock.

The crisp knock on the door interrupted Nakajima Mihua's fresh thinking, she shook her head and stood up: "Who?"

"Beichuan Temple."

Mr. Beichuan?

Mika Nakajima glanced at her attire subconsciously, she didn't even take off her clothes, and fell asleep directly on the bed.

"I'm here." Nakajima Mihana replied, walked to the door, opened the door of the room, and asked strangely: "Is there anything wrong? Kitagawa-kun?"

She still had yesterday's decadent expression on her face, and it seemed that she was not in good condition.

In response, Beichuan Temple just stuffed her with the clothes in his hands and replied calmly: "Put it on, I'll wait for you downstairs."

"Uh"

After saying this, Beichuan Temple turned around and went downstairs, leaving Mihana Nakajima standing at the door in a bewildered state.

After a while, Nakajima Mihana scratched her head and returned to the room.

The sky outside only showed a little light, and it looked very early.

"Isn't it only half past six?" Nakajima took out her phone and looked at the time, her cheeks twitched.

She is usually still asleep at this time.

Besides, what is this? What does Beichuan Temple want her to do?

"Sportswear?" Nakajima looked at the set of long-sleeved sportswear in pink and white in her hand, and couldn't understand Beichuan Temple's thoughts at all.

She subconsciously put on her sportswear as ordered by Beichuan Temple and went downstairs.

Beichuan Temple downstairs stood at the door, watching her with pitch-black eyes without blinking.

"Mask."

Beichuan Temple gave her such a thing.

"Uh, so good, wait for Beichuan-kun, what do you want to do?" Nakajima originally wanted to pick things up subconsciously, but at a critical moment, she suddenly woke up and looked at Beichuan Temple incomprehensibly.

"Let's go out." Beichuan Temple's words are still concise and concise as always, but

"I know we are going out!" Nakajima Mihua was about to laugh at Beichuan Temple.

Sportswear and masks are all made out. I don’t know if I have to go out yet. Did Beichuan Temple treat myself as a mentally retarded?

"Since Miss Nakajima already knows, then there is no need to continue asking."

"It's not that I want to ask the reason for going out! I'll say yes, I don't want to exercise! I don't want to exercise either! If Mr. Beichuan feels that I should exercise"

"Ahhhhh!!"

Mika Nakajima, who was still talking in anger, only felt that her perspective had changed. When she was normal again, she would have been pinched and lifted up by her neck.

With her limbs vacant, she couldn't help kicking and kicking, and she didn't look like a contemporary singer girl.

Beichuan Temple glanced at her:

"Ms. Nakajima always seems to like to say something discouraging."

"No, what I said is completely truthful"

"Don't worry." Kitagawa Temple's delicate and cold face approached Nakajima Mihana, his stern gaze suddenly calmed Nakajima Mihana: "This is my job, and I will definitely do it well."

I have never heard of this kind of work!

Mihua Nakajima tossed with crying father and mother.

But she who fell into the hands of Beichuan Temple was like a grandson monkey who couldn't overcome half of the storm. After a series of useless resistance, she was carried out by Beichuan Temple.

Behind the two people, Kitagawa Eri, who was still wearing pajamas, swallowed in fear, and went back to her room pretending not to see anything.

As soon as she left the house, Nakajima Mihana became much more honest, and she had to put on a mask and sunglasses obediently when she returned to the ground, and followed Beichuan Temple, who was carrying a sports shoulder bag.

After all, she is a celebrity. If she was still like just now, wouldn't she have attracted the attention of others?

"I didn't brush my teeth, and didn't wash my face." Nakajima murmured and complained.

Her height is the same as Beichuan Temple, her voice is much more mature, and her age is four years older than the other party.

But in front of Beichuan Temple, she felt like a child, completely incapable of resistance.

She is like an enlarged version of Beichuan Eri, a salted egg sister who is alive and well.

"Walk for thirty minutes, there should be no problem, right?" Beichuan Temple didn't care about her whisper, he kept jogging, and looked sideways at the fast walking Nakajima Mihana next to him.

Mika Nakajima rolled her eyes helplessly, and said without energy, "No, no way, I can't do it, let me go back Kitagawa-kun."

This standard "Sanlian Nakajima Hana" made Beichuan Temple give her a blank expression.

But Beichuan Temple's reaction to her seemed to have been anticipated. He simply replied: "Please don't worry, Miss Nakajima, I can get rid of your lazy tendons, but there will be a little rudeness."

"I'm not at ease in a place like this!" Nakajima looked at Beichuan Temple who was behind her, her complexion twitching, but her feet still slowed down.

then

Then Mihana Nakajima saw that Kitagawa Temple had pulled out a finely woven rattan from nowhere.

A closer look at the rattan seems to be soaked in oil, shiny and shiny, and looks very tough and elastic.

"I didn't sleep all night, so I prepared this for Miss Nakajima." Beichuan Temple said, his wrists still shaking.

Snapped! !

The rattan rattles in the air.

Nakajima Mihana’s heroic and pretty face drove away the depression and replaced it with a look of fear: "Wait a minute, Kitagawa-kun, what do you want to do?"

"Take my jogging at a constant speed as a line. As long as Miss Nakajima falls behind me, I will beat you."

"No! You are a threat! Kitagawa-kun! You can't do this! When I checked into your house, you never said it would be like this!" Nakajima screamed out sadly.

Regarding her tragic expression, Beichuan Temple just put the cane on her hand and dusted it, and said without any emotional fluctuations: "Actually, Miss Nakajima and I have already said that there may be rudeness in taking care of you. You agreed, and you said, “I’ve left it to me to toss.” So everything I do now is to fulfill my entrusted duties."

what? ! !

Are you fooling around in that kind of place?

Mika Nakajima heard this sentence from Beichuan Temple, and she did agree to it casually, but she never thought that the temporary promise would have contributed to the current big mistake!

Thinking about it this way, her feet are slower again

Snapped! !

Kitagawa Temple raised his hand as a cane drew on Nakajima Mihana's buttocks, mercilessly.

"It hurts!"

Mika Nakajima covered her **** and walked two steps quickly to open the distance from Kitagawa Temple.

"It's useless to have a fluke, Miss Nakajima, during the six months you have lived in my house, I will discipline you like the e-li of the discipline." Beichuan Temple's voice is like a devil, like a tarsal maggot. Behind her.

"I want to tell Hotaru!" Mihana Nakajima couldn't hold back.

"I just mentioned this method to Miss Chiba this morning, and she raised her hands in favor. By the way, your mobile phone number was also blacklisted by her."

"I heard Miss Chiba say that Miss Nakajima is from Luer County, right? Luer County is some distance away from Tokyo. I also hope Miss Nakajima will not let me spend so much effort, and deliberately go to Luer County to catch you. come back."

Mihana Nakajima coughed dryly, her expression changed drastically, "Are you the devil?"

Fortunately, she thought Beichuan Temple was a good young man, but now it seems to be a lie at all! Beichuan Temple is simply a devil dressed in high school students.

Beichuan Temple didn't fluctuate in her words at all, he just raised his hand and drew it precisely on Mihana Nakajima's ass.

"I'm going to leave." Nakajima suffocated, and honestly maintained a brisk walking state.

Brisk walking and jogging are actually two very different exercises.

Jogging requires a long time to mobilize the whole body, and brisk walking is more gentle, which is more suitable for recuperation.

Thirty minutes later

Nakajima Mihana, who returned home, lay down on the sofa with no image, her mouth opened, and she looked like a dead fish ashore.

The heroic and awe-inspiring expression on that neutral and pretty face has dissipated, replaced by the feeling like a salted fish turning over.

"Please use tea, sister Mihua." Beichuan Eri had gotten up and saw Mihua Nakajima look like this, and hurriedly brought hot tea.

"Thank you Eri is really sister's angel."

Mihana Nakajima gobbled down the tea to drive away the cold from her body and quench her thirst by the way.

When she looked up and wanted Beichuan Eri to bring herself another cup of tea, she found that Beichuan Temple had been standing in front of her silently for some time.

Nakajima shot her body and exclaimed in horror:

"Kun Beichuan?!"

But she quickly shrank her legs and grinned open.

"It hurts, it hurts"

She has been in a salted fish state for a long time, and naturally she hasn't exercised for a long time.

She was forced to walk quickly for half an hour at this time, and of course she had some symptoms of muscle pain in her calf.

But a sudden warm current swept across his legs.

The muscle pain is relieved, and it seems that the pain in the buttocks is no longer.

Mihana Nakajima looked at Kitagawa Temple in amazement as she squatted down and lifted up her trousers and sweatpants.

Beichuan Temple's hands seem to be rubbing the acupuncture points, but they seem to be different.

The black air flow circulated between his fingers and injected into her legs.

Mika Nakajima has been friends with Chiba Hotaru for a long time, and she naturally knows that Chiba Hotaru can see the soul of the dead, and she also believes in some supernatural things. I even heard about some of the abilities of Kitagawa Temple from Chiba Hotaru.

Seeing him looking down and earnest, Nakajima asked subconsciously:

"This is the lifeless spirit that Hotaru mentioned? Healed her legs."

"Yeah. Miss Chiba should have told you."

Kitagawa Temple withdrew from his death, raised his head and looked at Mika Nakajima: "When you get used to this level of exercise, I don't need to recover for you."

"Of course I know."

Mitsui Nakajima scratched his head, and still spoke with a little bit of incomprehension: "Why did Kitagawa-kun waste so long on me? I am already a useless person, and I have spent so much energy on me. There is no benefit, right? If it’s because of remuneration."

She was a little bit self-defeating, but what she said made sense.

Beichuan Temple has no reason to do this for her.