This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

By the time Ryoko Okano took him to the place to eat, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

The two of them entered a food stall on a roof terrace.

The so-called yatai is actually a very common food stall in Japan.

Its overall shape is similar to that of a small van, with wheels under it, benches around it, and a pavement on top. Covers of various colors are hung on the outside and towed away when the stall is closed.

The sentimental boss will write the main snack food of this store on the cover, and drinks such as sake, beer, and orange juice are also provided in it.

And Beichuan Temple and Okano Ryoko entered such a store.

Although the roof space is rather narrow, the environment of this shop recommended by Yoshiko Okano is very good.

In it, the oden is steaming white and hot, and the tangy fragrance is overflowing, and the light yellow light has a homely warm feeling. At first glance, you can tell that the counter with a special sense of age was wiped brightly by the boss.

The boss wearing a navy blue half-length apron is carrying this side, grilling yakitori skewers in a hurry.

It's still not enough for the workers, and it's no wonder the other party is so slow.

"Boss Heyuan! I'm here."

As soon as he sat down, Yamano Yoshiko greeted the boss.

"Ah, isn't this Ryoko?"

Heyuan's boss heard Ryoko Okano's voice and showed a kind smile. He wiped his hands and turned around calmly, looking at Beichuan Temple and Ryoko Okano: "There is also a small customer."

"Hello, boss Heyuan." Beichuan Temple greeted.

"Haha, you are welcome, please sit down."

The boss of He Yuan is a middle-aged man. He has a layer of green-black stubble, his apron is spotless, his eyes are kind, and he smiles three-pointedly when he sees people. He looked at Beichuan Temple and then at Yoshiko Okano, but he was still a little surprised in his heart.

Ryoko Okano is a regular customer who frequents him here.

It's just that she was alone every time she came, and she drank a lot of alcohol. She felt like a hero in the wine country, which naturally left an impression on him.

Two people are familiar with each other.

But it was the first time He Yuan boss saw her bring someone over for dinner.

And he's still a boy with such a tender face

Is it possible that this is Ryoko's boyfriend?

The boss of He Yuan moved his mind.

It is said that people like to be nosy when they are old, but he is the same. After all, Ryoko Kono, a woman who often comes to drink alone, is not safe even if she is a policeman.

If she can find a boyfriend, it will not only ensure safety, but also bring one more person over for dinner in the future, which is undoubtedly great.

Ryoko Okano is a big customer of his own house. Every time he comes here, he spends 10,000 to 20,000 yen. If he has another mouth,

Moreover, it is also a win-win thing for Okano Yoshiko to find a boyfriend.

While he was looking at Beichuan Temple and Yoshiko Okano, Yoshiko Okano ignored the counter and shouted: "Boss, old rules."

"Good." The boss of Heyuan laughed twice, took out the small dish without hurriedly, took out a few bunches of oden such as shellfish and fish eggs, and placed it in front of Gangno Ryoko and Beichuan Temple. , He asked: "Ryoko, I don't know what this little brother is called?"

"You can call him Beichuan." Ryoko Okano picked up a bunch of oden, and put it directly into his mouth, stubbornly saying.

The boss of He Yuan nodded to Beichuan Temple, and then said hello: "It turns out to be Brother Beichuan."

"Yeah." Beichuan Temple nodded politely and began to eat. His face was cold and he didn't seem to have the intention of flirting with Ryoko Yamano beside him.

Seeing the two of them like this, the boss of He Yuan opened his mouth, a little dumb.

Ryoko Okano was like a straight woman of steel, and didn't care about his assist just now.

Beichuan Temple was just suffocating, as if he was not paying for the bill.

The boss of He Yuan coughed again and brought up the skewers, pretending to ask indifferently: "Is this your little boyfriend? Liangzi?"

Cough cough cough cough

After hearing this, Yoshiko Okano coughed several times, his face flushed, as if his throat was stuck.

She patted Beichuan Temple **** the shoulder.

Beichuan Temple, who also heard the words of the boss of He Yuan, turned around blankly, and patted her back gently.

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Ryoko Okano let out a sigh of relief and took another sip of ice water. Then he pointed to Beichuan Temple, who was sweeping snacks without any fluctuations in his expression, and said, "Boss Heyuan, you, you said this guy is my little boy. Boyfriend?"

Her tone was a bit funny, and she was also a bit good-natured.

"Isn't it?" The boss of He Yuan smiled calmly.

He was already a human being, and seeing the attitude of Yoshiko Okano just now, he actually understood one or two things.

"Of course not." Ryoko Okano said with a constant expression: "I want to live a few more years. If Beichuan boy becomes my boyfriend, I am afraid I will be mad in a few months."

"Not now, not necessarily in the future." Boss He Yuan indifferently fiddling with the tempura being fried in a frying pan.

This can be regarded as the professional skills of the house owner.

Able to provoke the topic just right, and make the guests laugh humorously.

"Haha, it's impossible." Yoshiko Okano slapped haha ​​and picked up a skewers of grilled bird casually.

The boss of Heyuan glanced at Gangye Liangzi, then turned his head to look at Beichuan Temple.

From sitting down to placing things, Beichuan Temple did not stop eating for a moment. His movements were quick and extremely efficient.

This look seems indifferent to the topic of Boss He Yuan just now.

But it can't be like this!

A beautiful girl like Ryoko Okano is by your side!

He can't directly mention something, he can only stare at the other person with his eyes.

Finally, Beichuan Temple felt the middle-aged man staring into his eyes several times.

He then raised his head, wiped his mouth, and said in a cold tone: "It's delicious, boss."

"Brother Beichuan, you like it." Boss He Yuan nodded stiffly.

And seeing him like this, Okano Yoshiko also laughed hahaha:

"Hahaha, boss Heyuan, just take some thoughts, Beichuan kid doesn't care about that much at all."

He Yuan's boss looked suffocated as he listened to Ryoko Kono's gleeful laughter, almost unable to maintain his amiable image.

The operation of these two people was too irritable, and they all revealed a feeling of "destined to be lonely for a lifetime" everywhere.

I wink here, and assists are useless at all.

He coughed stiffly and turned around to prepare a new snack.

As he turned around, he still whispered bitterly:

"You will regret it one day, Ryoko."

Okano Ryoko also heard this sentence arrived, but she also only curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and then

"Boss! Give me two beers!"

This woman

Beichuan Temple chewed the Yakitori skewers without changing his face while watching Ryoko Okano gurgling beer.

Sure enough, the promise of a woman like Okano Ryoko shouldn't be true, saying that she should drink alcohol instead of drinking.

But Beichuan Temple didn't care.

After eating, there should be two or three trains on the tram, and then just take the tram back.

As for the car, I will definitely not let Okano Ryoko touch it again.

"But the food here is really delicious."

Beichuan Temple swallowed the contents of his mouth into his stomach, only feeling warm all over his body.

Inside the roof, a middle-aged old uncle was leaning on the counter and grumbling, a young woman gulping beer, and a cold-faced young man who was not sloppy in mopping up things.

This combination is undoubtedly strange

Beichuan Temple sent Okano Ryoko home.

Okano Ryoko's home is a high-end wealthy apartment with a well-equipped security system and a door-to-door swiping card.

Beichuan Temple just sent her downstairs and went back.

It's already past eight o'clock, and they will be worried if they don't go back to Beichuan Eli.

Besides, there are still tired girls and Sayuri Watanabe, and Kitagawa Temple doesn't have that much time.

It took a long time to get from Okano Ryoko to Kitagawa's family, but the toll Ryoko Okano also went out, so Kitagawa Temple also called a taxi to experience a luxurious feeling.

About ten minutes later, Beichuan Temple got off the car and returned home.

This is the time when Beichuan's family is lively.

Kitagawa Eri is watching TV with the pitiful Nishikujo, Kamiya Mirai seems to be baking dim sum, there is a smell in the house.

Kagura bell was hung on the wall by her, but Beichuan Temple could clearly see Kamizumi Makie leaning against the wall, muttering something in her mouth.

If you listen closely, you will find that she is chanting some simple Japanese tongue twisters.

On the other side, Mihana Nakajima was communicating with Sayuri Watanabe in the sky, and the two of them blushed.

This scene of harmonious coexistence between humans and ghosts caused Beichuan Temple to reach out and knock on the door frame of the living room.

The voice fell silent, and everyone turned to look at Xiang Beichuan Temple.

"Welcome back, Mr. Beichuan." Kamiya Mirai smiled and greeted Beichuan Temple: "I borrowed the kitchen a little bit. There should be no problem, right?"

"Well, it's not a big problem." Beichuan Temple nodded.

He walked into the living room and sat on the sofa.

Nishikujo pitifully jumped into his arms, and kept rubbing his chest with his small head.

It looked like that, Beichuan Temple couldn't help lowering his head, reaching out and poking Nishikujo's poor head.

Bow your head.

Look up again.

With just these two actions, everything around has changed.

The lively noise in the home has gone.

The coldness swept across the body of Beichuan Temple in an instant, and the physical fitness that was usually good and extremely healthy seemed to disappear in a flash.

He frowned and looked around.

This place is very familiar with Beichuan Temple.

This is the toilet of Jingbei High School.

It was also when his reputation as the Great Demon King Beichuan spread.

Reality seems to be replaced with dreams.

The identities of Master Beichuan and Royal God Beichuan are more like things in a dream.

But what is placed in front of Beichuan Temple is the cruel reality.

He has no physical fitness beyond ordinary people, no system, and no crossing

He stood there, before he had time to think, he heard a noisy sound coming from the toilet entrance.

"Where is that guy Beichuan?!"

"Damn it! Dare to steal Nana's underwear, this underwear thief!"

Some familiar lines came into Beichuan Temple's ears, making him look towards the toilet entrance.

Familiar faces entered the eyes.

Naoya Seki, Kazuto Ikegami, Masato Hase, and even the dead Hoshino Nana appeared in Kitagawa Temple’s eyes

About a dozen people were blocked at the entrance and exit of the toilet.

"Beichuan! You bastard! You dare to do such a thing, this time I must show you some color!"

The boys screamed fiercely.

next moment

Kitagawa Temple kicked Naoya Seki with a single kick, and then punched Masayoshi Hase to the ground with a blank expression.

"???"

Seki Naoya and the others were stunned.

Why does this person dare to do it? Did you do it if you didn't agree?

There are more than a dozen people here!

"Dare to hit someone first!"

"Asshole! Kneel down and apologize to me!"

The bad students rushed towards Beichuan Temple, and then one after another was thrown to the ground.

Just like fried fish, Beichuan Temple blows a piece of it as soon as it is pushed.

After a while, a dozen people all fell to the ground, leaving only Hoshino Nana looking at him with a horrified face.

Kitagawa-dera didn't care about Hoshino Nana for the time being, but blankly took out a rubber stick out of the bad bosom that wanted to do a black hand on herself.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

As long as the ground was still moving, he raised his hand and beat it to the point that he couldn't move.

After doing this, Kitagawa Temple walked slowly in front of Hoshino Nana, with a very calm voice: "Maybe you made a mistake."

"What, what's the matter?" Hoshino Nana's face was pale, and she didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Is this still Beichuan Temple? Why is it so scary? It's like a big devil!

"You can enter other people's dreams and manipulate others' dreams." Beichuan Temple continued flatly: "But you also overestimate your own abilities."

"What? Beichuan! Are you crazy? Because you like me, you steal my underwear, and then even the classmates who are doing justice, I must tell the teacher about this! You wait to be expelled!"

Hoshino Nana screamed.

Beichuan Temple didn't care about her, and said to himself: "You can induce people with fragile hearts to commit suicide, and you can also induce people to go to the place you arranged, but this is my dream."

He looked indifferent.

No matter how the surrounding environment is simulated like reality, in his dreams, he is omnipotent.

Kitagawa Temple is the master of this dream. He is not as weak as Akise Ichihime or Sato Takeshi.

He raised his hand without hesitation, and then slammed the rubber stick against Hoshino Nana's head!

The rubber rod fell quickly with a whirring sound!

then

Someone took the shoulders of Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple glanced at his shoulder.

That is a hand.

A pale, slender, twisted hand.

The sharp nails are digging into the flesh and blood of Beichuan Temple!