This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The days spent in Jingbei High School are always so simple.

But for the little girl Kamiya Miku, today is not an ordinary day.

Because that Beichuan Temple actually gave itself something!

Kamiya Mirai looked at Mou Chishi's halo on the bracelet, and his heart surged.

To be honest, in terms of the bracelet specifications, Mou Chishi is a bit bigger, and because of the knotting, this Mou Chishi is more like a sacred stone hung on the neck of an ancient witch for sacrifice.

In terms of aesthetics alone, this Mou Chishi bracelet reveals a cheap feel, which cannot be compared with the shiny trinkets on the Internet that girls love.

And as far as Kamiya Miku is concerned, she also doesn't like the type of dressing up herself.

But after seeing Beichuan Temple, Kamiya also began to learn to wear light makeup in the future and wear some clothes that he would not wear before.

This can be considered a change.

Besides

"This is the first time Si Jun gave me something."

Mou Chishi comfortably wrapped the two-layered knotted rope on Kamiya Miku's snow-white wrist, and he could easily hold it with a flick of his wrist.

The warm touch feels like a piece of natural jade without carving.

Kamiya Miku's keen instinct told her that this bracelet is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Looking at Mou Chishi, Shengu Mirai couldn't help but cover his mouth and smile secretly.

"Hey"

To be fair, if it weren't for the class now, Kamiya would think he would immediately go to the outside playground and run two laps, or take out his mobile phone to log on to the line and sns to show off.

Maybe it was too happy, so Kamiya Miku didn't notice, and Beichuan Temple, who was sitting next to her, was watching her inexplicably.

This little girl's behavior is getting more and more strange. She giggled in class and didn't mean to attend the class at all. From time to time she would look at Mou Chishi on her wrist, smiling thiefly and wondering what she was thinking about.

Beichuan Temple was too lazy to continue to care about her, he turned his head and continued to listen to the class.

In this way, the process of starting and ending classes was rotated, and finally it was the lunch break.

Beichuan Temple took out four big sandwiches and a box of barley tea from the table hole at the usual pace.

He is not a type of bento, and even if he does more, he will only leave more for Kitagawa Eri and Nakajima Mihana.

After all, it’s too much trouble to make bento, and the food is already cold by noon, and the Japanese high school is too early, so Kitagawa Temple prefers to eat some sandwiches for a simple transition, and make another meal that he likes to eat at night.

Shengu Mirai was still looking at Mou Chishi's bracelet with a smirk, as if he had no idea of ​​eating lunch at all.

Beichuan Temple glanced at her, wisely did not choose to speak, and started unpacking the sandwich.

But as soon as he was half unpacked, there was a trembling voice in front of him.

"Mr. Beichuan, Mr. Qianhe, teacher, let you see her when you come to class."

"What's the matter?" Beichuan Temple stopped the action at hand and slightly frowned at the girl in front of him.

Isn't this acquaintance Mizuki Yui?

It’s just that Mizuki Yui seemed to be shocked by Beichuan Temple’s frowning movement. She, who was at least three or four meters away from Beichuan Temple, stepped back several steps and came to the edge of the podium before continuing with a pale face. : "I said I want to discuss with you about the way to go to school."

"Have you all filled in the entry form?" Beichuan Temple's eyebrows tightened.

He even wondered if Mizuki was playing tricks on him.

Generally speaking, the progress table should be filled in during the summer. It is a little tricky to discuss the progress of school just after the beginning of school.

"I don't know what, it was Teacher Qianhe who asked me to say that. If you have any questions, Mr. Beichuan, you can go to Teacher Qianhe."

Mizuki was about to cry, and she was even more crying when she talked about it later.

When the students around her saw this, they all lowered their heads consciously, for fear that they would become the next sacrifice target of the Great Demon King Beichuan.

"I see." Beichuan Temple stood up and walked out of the classroom without looking at Mizuki Wei.

Seeing the other person leaving, Yui Mizuki let out a deep breath, then went to the table, buried his head, and sobbed in a low voice.

But Beichuan Temple doesn’t hold the blame on this matter.

From start to finish, he just showed a frown expression, and did not verbally threaten Mizuki or use his hands or feet.

It's just that Beichuan Temple has caused too much psychological shadow on Mizuki, so she still can't get out now. When she sees Beichuan Temple, she trembles subconsciously, just like a goat is crazy.

Beichuan Temple didn't care about Mizuki Yui's thoughts.

He was walking on the way to the office, and he couldn't help but wonder.

Qianhexiang, this is the class teacher of the second year class A where Beichuan Temple is located.

When the whole class did not fill in the progression form, why did she ask herself to talk about the progression path?

Beichuan Temple is also a little confused.

However, Beichuan Temple has not done anything that violates the school spirit and discipline, so he is not particularly worried.

He came to the grade office in two steps in three steps, knocked on the office door politely, stood at the door and said hello before walking in.

"It's classmate Beichuan." Qianhexiang is a lady wearing glasses. She is holding a list in her hand. When she sees Beichuan Temple coming in, she raises her head and stretches out her hand to him.

"May I ask Mr. Qianhe what is going on looking for me?" Beichuan Temple came to Qianhexiang and asked.

"Well, I just want to ask about Beichuan's future volunteer ideas." Qianhexiang smiled and said, "Have you seen the results of the quiz at the beginning of school last time?"

Beichuan Temple shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know." Qianhejing waved his hand, looked at the list in his hand and said:

"Mr. Beichuan, your grades are ranked second in the whole year, below Mr. Kamiya."

"Yeah." Beichuan Temple replied, without any unexpected expressions.

Seeing him like this, Qianhejing showed a slightly surprised look.

Before entering the second grade, Beichuan Temple's grade was one-fifth overall, which happened to be stuck in the middle. Originally, she didn't care about Beichuan Temple, a student who often skipped classes in the middle reaches of the school.

In the quiz at the beginning of the second semester of high school, Beichuan Temple gave himself a big surprise.

This is why she wants to ask Beichuan Temple whether she wants to go to school or enter the road in the future.

The so-called "advancement to higher education" actually means going to university or junior college after finishing high school. The ‘entry road’ is to enter the society and go to work directly after graduating from high school.

In Japan, there are many students who choose to enter. Only about one-third of the students will choose to go to university, and then go out to work after university.

"Do you have any thoughts about student Beichuan in the future? If you can always maintain the second or third place in the grade, it will not be difficult for you to choose the universities in Tokyo." Qianzuru asked simply.

She actually wanted to hear that Beichuan Temple was a college student, after all, it was a glorious thing for her to graduate from a prestigious school under her hand.

"I haven't decided yet." Beichuan Temple glanced at Qianhejing, and had already figured out the head teacher's thoughts in his heart.

But he was sure that he hadn't decided yet, which is also true.

Not every high school student has a Dongda dream, and not every student with good grades wants to go to university.

Higher education means higher salary and social status.

But in fact, Kitagawa Temple can make a lot of money with big clients such as the Urban Ghost Story Office and Ichiro Hirasaka.

In the face of the superhuman first-class ability of Beichuan Temple, social status is also within easy reach.

So Beichuan Temple really couldn’t find his motivation to continue studying

"But if you want to go to school," Beichuan Temple was silent for a while, and then replied: "I think I might choose a career in folklore history in the future."

"Folk custom history?"

This is really a rare thing.

Generally speaking, students who wish to go on to higher education are mostly doctors and architecture.

After all, the social status is high, and the salary is high.

"Well, as far as I am concerned, I still prefer folk history."

When thinking of those resentful spirits, Beichuan Temple's expression was also a little slow.

Obviously he was thinking of interesting things that happened in the process of removing spirits.

"Well, if that's the case, if there is a place recommended by the relevant university, I will also fight for Beichuan students." Qianhexiang still wrote down Beichuan Temple's volunteers, raised his head and continued: "By the way, Beichuan Eri should Is it Beichuan classmate your sister?"

"Eri? Has she caused anything?"

Hearing the name of Beichuan Eli here, Beichuan Temple is undoubtedly a little surprised.

Could it be that in the week that I left, what came out of Beichuan's painting?

"Um, I just heard other teachers say it." Qianzuru blinked his eyes.

As an outstanding freshman in the top 15 grades of the new grade, Beichuan Eri has of course also entered the vision of the teachers of the first grade.

"I heard that Eri is not particularly happy getting along with the students in the Fine Arts Department. I am not particularly clear about the specific details. But as a member of the school’s participation in the Youth Painting Awards, I personally hope that Beichuan can go with him. Classmate Eri communicate."

Beichuan Eri is not happy with the students in the art department?

My own old girl?

Beichuan Temple does not think that his sister is someone who will take the initiative to cause trouble

Even if she took the initiative to cause trouble, there must be a reason

Even if there is no reason, Yuqing Yuli Beichuan Temple will not let Beichuan Eri suffer.

Of course, even if he maintains Beichuan Eri, he will still teach him a lesson afterwards.

"I see." Beichuan Temple nodded thinking.

"Yeah." Qianhexiang continued, "In this case, I won't bother Beichuan classmates to eat. I have to refresh my spirit in the afternoon class."

"I see." Beichuan Temple nodded, politely greeted other substitute teachers and then left.

The reason why Qianhexiang would call him over is very simple.

In fact, this time he passed the second grade of the whole year. It is normal for her to ask as a head teacher.

If Beichuan Temple was still in the middle of the grade this time, it is estimated that Qianhexiang would never have thought that he would still be such a student.

This is a very normal thing.

In the middle of their academic performance, those who do not get better are the ones who are most likely to be forgotten by the teacher.

Because the students at this level are too ordinary and unremarkable.

Their academic performance is average, and naturally they cannot leave an impression in the teachers' minds like good students, and the same level of students who do not violate disciplines or regulations, nor can they leave an impression in the teachers' minds.

"But Eri doesn't get along well with the classmates in the art department?" Beichuan Temple couldn't imagine that Beichuan Eri would take the initiative to take the initiative.

and

Has the Painting Youth Award begun?

As the elder brother, Beichuan Temple felt that he was still a little negligent, and he didn't even notice such an important thing.

Just as Beichuan Temple was about to search for information about the Young Painting Awards, a familiar voice rang on the other side.

"Students Bei and Beichuan?"

Ok?

Beichuan Temple held the phone and looked back.

Hitomi Asamiya was trotting over from the other side of the corridor.

It seemed that he had never violated the rule of ‘not allowed to run in the corridor’. Asamiya Hitomi's face flushed, and he was slightly relieved when he saw Beichuan Temple’s face.

"Student Beichuan, it's been a long time, good afternoon."

"Well, long time no see." Beichuan Temple nodded.

It's really been a long time.

The impression that Hitomi Asamiya gave him was no longer that of the gloomy little girl.

She clamped the bangs that covered her eyes with a cherry blossom hairpin, revealing her exceptionally clear and big eyes. Although her gaze was still dodging, it was not as cringing as before.

At least she can now look straight at others.

but

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Asamong Hitomi's face flushed red.

She seemed to suddenly see Beichuan Temple, then ran over to say hello, and then got stuck. I couldn't find any topic at all, I could only do a silly smirk in a daze.

After a while, Hitomi Asamiya completely lowered his head and turned into the original cowering look: "I used to be taken care of by classmate Beichuan, I am very grateful."

"You're welcome." Beichuan Temple answered.

Subsequently

It's cold again!

The corners of Asamiya Hitomi's mouth twitched, almost unable to sustain a smirk.

Originally, she was very happy to see Beichuan Temple, but this joy dazzled her head and made her unable to seriously think about what to say next.

Seeing her like this, Beichuan Temple also shook his head in his heart.

It seems that it will take time for Hitomi Asamiya to completely break away from his previous image.

Thinking in this way, Beichuan Temple finally opened her mouth to relieve her embarrassment: "I have a question to ask Asamiya-classmate, I don't know if it's okay?"

"Student Beichuan, just ask!" Asamiya Hitomi hurriedly replied.

"About the Youth Painting Awards, does Asamiya know anything? I have acquaintances who participated in the competition, but I don't know the situation on the official website."

"Youth Painting Award?" Hitomi Asamiya touched his head: "I remember that the bulletin board over there has posters posted by the Art Department and the website, saying that I hope you can vote for the students of our school on the Internet Promote it."

"Thank you Mamong-san, I really helped a lot."

"Nothing"

By the way, don’t you know this kind of thing as soon as you search on the Internet?

Is it possible that Beichuan didn’t know?

This is not scientific, Beichuan student is very shrewd.

Asami Hitomi touched his little head again, feeling a little at a loss.