This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The soul-attracting skills of the soul-attracting flower will bring some energy loss.

But judging from the spiritual strength of Beichuan Temple, the wasted energy is actually nothing to him.

The most important thing is Shanyuan Yuzi's resistance.

Beichuan Temple groaned, and decided to start from the reality.

And if you want to start from reality, you still have to ask Shanyuan Yuko's father and the teacher named Aigawahara in person.

Thinking about this, Kitagawa Temple also took out his cell phone and made a call to Akashino Yona.

"Hello? Miss Qiu Xiao."

"How did you handle the matter about Shanyuan Yuzi's father?"

"I understand."

After Beichuan Temple said a few words briefly, he got up from the sofa.

"Is Brother Si going out again?" Beichuan Eri, who was lying on another sofa and playing with her mobile phone, raised her head alertly and asked.

"Yes, there is something I want to deal with." Beichuan Temple nodded generously, without any intention of concealing it.

Today is Sunday, because Chiba Hotaru went to other places to carry out art exhibition activities, Kitagawa Eri also temporarily took a short holiday, so there is no need to go to Chiba Hotaru's house every day.

And when Beichuan Temple saw that she had really worked very hard to learn painting during this period, she turned a blind eye to her behavior of being a little lazy at home.

"Brother Si has been busy with everything lately and didn't stay at home much. If it weren't for Sister Chenhua who had moved into our house, I would have died of boredom all by myself."

Beichuan Eri blinked her big beautiful eyes and asked uncomprehendingly.

Beichuan Temple indeed spends much less time staying at home than before. He often goes out for a day, then no one is seen, and when he sees it again, it is after dinner.

Because Beichuan Temple is like this, she and Mika Nakajima can only switch between the two options of'cooking' and'eating takeout' every day.

"Huh?" Beichuan Temple's expression moved, quite surprised.

Is Beichuan Eri acting like a baby to herself?

But Beichuan Temple changed his mind and thought about it, and felt it was impossible.

It must be Beichuan Eri who had a headache because of the two options of ‘cooking’ and ‘eating takeout’, and that’s why he said this to him.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Temple stretched out his hand to the white forehead of Beichuan Eriko Skiing:

"It's not difficult to eat takeaways and cook by yourself. Miss Nakajima's body can't eat so much oil and water."

Seeing her covering her head and hurriedly saying yes, Beichuan Temple couldn't help thinking.

Indeed, recently he has devoted a lot of time to solving the strange things, instead of Gu Quan Bei Chuan's idea.

"Eri, I remember that the young painting award you participated in will soon be selected for the awards, right?"

"That's right." Beichuan Eri looked at her brother with doubts.

Why did Beichuan Temple suddenly mention this incident?

"I remember that the reward after getting the big prize is to visit Mutono Art University? Then I can also spare some time to accompany you to have a look."

"Can you?" Beichuan Eli was a little surprised, but she couldn't help coughing a few times, and moved her eyes to other places.

This kind of guilty mood has surfaced to the expression, naturally, it has not escaped the sight of Beichuan Temple.

"What's the problem with you?"

"Actually, I have already made an appointment with Mio and them. If I get a good ranking, I will accompany them to celebrate. So Mutono Art University and I may not get the big prize! It's actually a good idea to make an appointment with them. There is nothing wrong with it, right? Brother Si?"

The voice became smaller and smaller, and she was so guilty that she couldn't speak anymore.

Ugh.

This is definitely going to be beaten.

She sighed in her heart.

But to be honest, she is really not interested in Mutono Art University. She is really interested in Tokyo University of the Arts. Her first choice is also that university. Since it is not DongYi University, she will not be interested in visiting in the past. According to Eri, there is not much difference at all.

Under the uneasy mood of Beichuan Eli, Beichuan Temple finally spoke calmly:

"is it?"

After a pause, he said again:

"whatever."

Huh?

Beichuan Eri, who was ready to be beaten, raised her head blankly, as if she was a little surprised at what Beichuan Temple said.

"Brother Si, aren't you angry?" She couldn't hold back, and asked deadly.

But as soon as she asked this sentence, she immediately regretted it.

Isn't this doing it by yourself?

But what Beichuan Eri didn't expect was that Beichuan Temple asked indifferently: "Why should I be angry?"

Uh

Beichuan Eri got stuck again.

She didn't know how to say it.

Can't let her speak ill of Beichuan Temple face to face, right?

Seeing her unpredictable look, Beichuan Temple picked up the wallet on the desktop and said: "Make friends is also a long-term investment. Your friends are all good girls, and it's not good to be unbelievable."

There is nothing bad about making friends. Since Beichuan Eri doesn't want to visit the University of Fine Arts, it's okay to celebrate with her friends.

Beichuan Temple has investigated it privately.

Sakura Mio, Otomo Ai, and Sakurai Saaki all ranked in the top 15 of the year. Only one Takigen Nanako had a poor grade, but it was also in the 50th overall in the grade.

Beichuan Eri was also very nice to be with them, anyway, that day was originally a day of celebration.

"Brother Temple!"

Beichuan Eri suddenly yelled behind her back.

"Will you come together on the day of the celebration? My friends all want to see you again!"

"I'll go there if I have time that day." Beichuan Temple did not refuse, but did not immediately agree.

Like this kind of gathering between little girls, he is a man and as the elder brother of everyone, will these little girls feel restrained?

This is a problem.

Beichuan Temple opened the door and strode out.

The most important thing now is to meet Yi Jian Shan Yuan Yuzi’s father first.

Beichuan Temple took the tram for about fifteen minutes, and then followed the map navigation to the door of Shanyuan Yuzi's house.

This is a splendid villa area. Just from the luxurious decoration, you can know that the people living in this area are either rich or expensive.

Beichuan Temple just stood in place for more than 20 seconds, and there was a sound of questions next to it.

"Is it Mr. Beichuanji, Miss Qiu Xiao's friend?"

A middle-aged man was standing next to him respectfully, and asked calmly.

"I am." Beichuan Temple replied.

"Please come here, Mr. Shanyuan is already waiting for you."

Beichuan Temple heard the words and followed this middle-aged man.

After walking in the villa area for almost a minute, the middle-aged man took Beichuan Temple and stopped in front of a modern mansion.

He opened the door for Beichuan Temple and led it all the way to the study.

There are famous ink works on both sides of the promenade. From here, it can be seen that Shanyuan Yuzi's father is very interested in brush writing.

The middle-aged man took Beichuan Temple into a spacious study room.

Standing in the study was a middle-aged man with a stubble chin and a hard-eyed look.

He wore a light gray Wu suit, his right hand was steady, and he was writing gently on clean and tidy rice paper.

This is Sugahara Yuko's father, Sugihara.

More than a minute after Beichuan Temple entered the room, Sugihara finally put down the brush in his hand and looked up at Beichuan Temple:

"Master Beichuan?"

Opening lightning strikes.

Beichuan Temple did not expect that the other party saw him as the first name it was called.

But now that he knows this name, it means that Sugihara should have investigated himself.

Beichuan Temple's expression remained unchanged.

Seeing that Beichuan Temple was unmoved by his own identity, Sugihara showed a touch of appreciation. Sitting opposite Beichuan Temple, he admitted very frankly:

"Sorry, when the little guys from the Qiuxiao family and the Qihai family asked me yesterday, I subconsciously let people investigate you. Because they were talking about Yuzi, I was a little concerned."

"Able to understand."

After all, the other party is the leader of a political party. If you don't even have this vigilance, it would be too much to say.

"Speaking of which, Jun Beichuan is still just a high school student, but what he has done is completely extraordinary."

Sugihara's expression moved slightly, apparently surprised by what was investigated yesterday.

The hard-faced young man in front of him could actually do something that an adult could not do in his hair-fixing year.

He is the Beichuan Goshen of the Beichuan Goshen Society with 15,000 resident believers, and he is also the Master Beichuan who has gradually become famous in some upper circles.

What are ordinary 17-year-olds doing?

Maybe you are still thinking about how to learn or which game hall to play games in?

"I want to ask Mr. Shanyuan some questions." Beichuan Temple is not half complacent about Sugihara's praise.

There is a saying that he can do those things at this age, and a large part of it depends on the system to do it.

In this respect, Beichuan Temple still knows well in his heart.

"I want to ask a question about Yuko?" Of course Sugihara knew the purpose of Beichuan Temple's visit.

If, as some friends have said, Master Beichuan has abilities that ordinary people don’t, then

"go ahead."

Sugihara nodded steadily.

After obtaining Sugihara's consent, Beichuan Temple did not hesitate, and asked:

"Does Mr. Shuihara know who'Riko' is?"

Beichuan Temple heard a male roar when he first entered the world of Yuzi's heart like Shanyuan.

"If it's Riko"

Does that sentence mean anything?

Beichuan Temple still cares a little now.

"Riko?" Sugihara's expression was slightly stagnant, but his stagnant expression was only a short second: "Riko is Yuko's mother, that is, my wife. She passed away soon after giving birth to Yuko."

Shanyuan Yuko's mother?

Beichuan Temple was a little bit more energetic.

"Don't know what Mr. Shunbara's impression of "If it's Riko"?"

"Where did Kitagawa-kun know this sentence?" Sugihara's steady gaze finally fluctuated a little.

Rao is that he has always maintained an extremely calm state, and after hearing these words, he still asked.

"I learned from Miss Shanyuan." Beichuan Temple replied.

But hasn't my daughter been unconscious all the time?

Sugihara's mouth moved, but he still didn't ask this sentence.

He has already determined that Beichuan Temple should indeed have some abilities that ordinary people cannot possess, otherwise it would be impossible to know this sentence.

Sugihara couldn't help but shook his head when he figured it out like this:

"This is actually what I often say to Yuzi. I have noticed since before. As long as she mentions her mother, Yuzi takes things seriously, whether it's flower art or piano."

Sugihara squeezed his palms tightly, his hard complexion faded slightly:

"I want to make her better. It may be this expectation that eventually turned into pressure and made her unable to support her."

The reason for her daughter's suicide turned out to be the fillet. To be honest, when Sugihara heard it for the first time, he almost didn't rush to the hospital.

But after seeing Yuko Shanhara lying on the bed with a painful expression on his face, Sugihara's heart was tight.

Instead of blaming the child too much, think about what you did wrong first.

Sugihara is not a pedantic person. He recalled the days he spent with his daughter and found that there was no warm daily life worth remembering.

The only thing left in the impression is Yuzi's pale little face

Endless pressure, endless persecution

"Really?" Beichuan Temple was not half interested in Sugihara's mental journey, but just noted the key points in Sugihara's words.

After doing all this, Beichuan Temple made his next request: "I don't know if I can go and take a look at Ms. Shanyuan's room."

"This is no problem." Sugihara wood got up and personally received Beichuan Temple.

This Miku Kitagawa, Master Kitagawa is a person with real abilities, Sugihara of course dare not treat Kitagawa Temple simply and casually just because the other party is just a junior.

The two walked out of the study, and then walked straight to the innermost room on the second floor.

This is Shanyuan Yuzi's room.

Sugihara took out the key and opened the door.

This is a very ordinary room.

It's really a very ordinary and simple room.

There are no cute decorations that ordinary girls like, and there are no round pink carpets and round tables like those in Beichuan Eli's room.

I can't see any preferences of the owner in this room.

This is an ordinary room, and if it is a male room, there is no sense of disobedience.

The untidy bed, plain color sheets, uniforms hung behind the door, uninteresting gray curtains, and erected bookshelves filled with various types of books.

There are many types of books, and there are many in number. It is hard to see that Yuko Shanyuan likes to read that kind of book.

It's too common.

It's so common that it's a bit oozing.

"This is Yuko's room. I always let the servants clean it." Sugihara said next to him.

"Can I go in and have a look?" Beichuan Temple asked.

"Of course, please." Sugihara wood reached out his hand.

No way, Yuko Shanyuan has seen doctors in many hospitals, and the foreign expert Sugihara has also asked someone to contact her, but she can hardly see what happened to her.

If Shanyuan Yuzi really couldn't wake up like this for a long time, it would be useless to pay attention to ensuring her personal privacy.