This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The screams ceased after a moment.

Yoko Morishita looked at the crowd around him, just about to explain something, but the intercom on the table rang again.

This sudden voice made Yoko Morishita frantic.

She reached out and picked up the walkie-talkie, and then heard the voice of Beichuan Temple over there:

"Why did this boy rush in suddenly?"

There was some doubt in his voice.

Before Beichuan Temple had time to ask Yoko Morishita to come in and drag the people away, another boy rushed in from outside.

Hearing Beichuan Temple’s doubts, Yoko Morishita also trembled at the corners of his mouth, and asked in a weak voice: "That... is he okay?"

The person who rushed in made two screams and couldn't hear the voices, which made people's minds congested.

"It's okay." Beichuan Temple replied coldly.

"That's good."

Yoko Morishita just let out a sigh of relief, and then heard Beichuanji say:

"Now lying at my feet. Both of them passed out. You come in to help."

Are you all fainted and okay? !

Yoko Morishita opened her mouth wide.

She even felt that Beichuan Temple had a misunderstanding of the term ‘okay’.

But she didn't dare to speak to Beichuan Temple like that, so she swallowed and agreed.

"By the way, did this person rush in without paying?"

There was another question from Beichuan Temple.

At this time, the Great Devil of Beichuan, are you still thinking about money? !

Yoko Morishita really twitched the corners of her mouth, and it took a long time before she spoke:

"...Yes."

"I charged two hundred yen." Kitagawa Temple said briefly.

Yoko Morishita looked stiff and said after a while:

"...This...isn't it great?"

She feels that she feels a little bit inappropriate if she touches the other party for 200 yen without knowing it.

Although Beichuan Temple received the money for granted, after all, the other party had ‘rushed into the haunted house to visit’.

"They are guests and we are sellers. Since we have visited, we have to collect money."

The tone of Beichuan Temple has an irrefutable feeling.

"Okay." Yoko Morishita didn't dare to talk to Beichuan Temple at first, and being able to pluck up the courage to say ‘isn’t that good?’ is quite courageous.

Do you want her to continue to say something to Beichuan Temple——

Even if Yoko Morishita is an honest person, he can't bully her like that, isn't it?

"Sorry, I'm going to be with you. There are guests in the haunted house who need help. If there are guests who want to visit the haunted house, please line up at the counter for a while."

Yoko Morishita greeted the remaining guests apologetically, and then walked into the haunted house.

Under everyone's gaze, new victims also appeared in everyone's eyes.

The male and female college students who had just entered are now lying neatly on the ground, their facial muscles stiff and twisted.

Just looking at it in this way, it is easy to see that these two people have become like this after being extremely frightened.

In this situation, Yoko Morishita reluctantly called the medical team organized by the school again.

After explaining the situation a little bit, the medical team also came quickly and took the person to the infirmary.

but.

When the teacher of the medical team left, he glanced at the haunted house tour in Class A of the second year with a little bit of confusion.

They may also be wondering how the haunted house arranged by a group of high school students has scared all four of them into a coma.

Yoko Morishita also felt the doubts of the teachers who were assigned to the medical team.

But she could only smile awkwardly, and then guiltyly turned her head towards the guests who had already lined up.

If it was said that these guests were just watching the excitement, they were finally aroused, so there was also a medium-sized team in front of Class A of the second year.

Yoko Morishita was in a mixed mood.

Just now, she was still hoping that the haunted house activities arranged by her class would be favored by these guests.

But when this scene was really set before him, Yoko Morishita felt reluctant.

She was a little worried.

These guests now seem to be full of confidence.

But when I walk in later, will she just be carried out...?

This really complicates her mood.

But now that the line has been lined up, it is impossible not to receive it.

With this thought, Yoko Morishita could only speak:

"Guests who want to visit the haunted house, please pay in groups and enter in batches...200 yen per person."

......

On the other side, Beijing North High School.

"Um...this Yakitori skewers are good. It would be better if there was beer."

Ryoko Okano raised his hand while eating the Yakitori skewers, "I'm sorry, but I will add two Yakitori Yakitori skewers and take them away. Thank you."

After speaking, Okano Ryoko also looked sideways at the vendor next to him.

She took a vacation today and made a special trip to experience the Jingbei Festival at Jingbei High School.

It is said to experience the Beijing North Festival, but in fact, Okano Ryoko still wants to come and see Beichuan Temple.

Originally, she was not particularly interested in the things these students made, but she couldn't stop her getting greedy when she passed by, so she just ate a few skewered skewers.

After feeling good, Okano Ryoko ordered a few more strings.

"It was unexpectedly good. Beijing North Festival."

Okano Ryoko took the Yakitori skewers and couldn't help muttering while looking at the lively atmosphere of people coming and going.

This Jingbei High School has a larger campus, and the mental appearance of the students is better than that of other schools. It seems that there is nothing else that can attract her attention.

"I thought there would be an incredible group of students in the school where Beichuan was staying."

As it turned out now... there really are more ordinary students in this world.

With a move of his finger, Okano Ryoko threw the bamboo skewers made of skewered birds into the trash can.

For the convenience of tourists and the protection of the campus environment, extra trash cans are set up throughout the school during the Beijing North Festival.

However, because of his thoughts, Okano Ryoko did not throw the two bamboo sticks in.

"..." Yoshiko Okano.

Just when she was about to bend down to pick up the bamboo stick and throw it into the trash--

Someone nearby reached out and picked up the bamboo sticks on the ground, and then threw them into the trash can.

Ok?

Okano Yoshiko blinked and looked at the owner of the hand.

It was a middle-aged woman with short hair, and time left a mark on her beautiful face, but the other party looked energetic, as if she hadn't been overwhelmed by the torrent of time at all.

"Thank you." Okano Ryoko politely thanked him.

"You're welcome." The middle-aged woman with short hair smiled slightly, and then she stopped Yoshiko Okano, who was about to leave, her expression a little embarrassing: "Excuse me, I want to ask, you know that the second year of Jingbei High School will have a class a How do you get there?"

Class a of the second year?

Okano Ryoko glanced suspiciously at the short-haired woman.

Isn't the second year class a the class of Beichuan Temple?

That is also her goal point.

But ashamed to say, Yoshiko Okano didn't know exactly where Class A of the second year was.

Although she had come to express love for Beichuan Temple several times, it was only the location of the principal's office, so she didn't know where the second year Class A of Beichuan Temple was.

Moreover, there are many vendors and tourists in the place where the view is originally blocked. In addition, each class is decorated with small objects, and some even use colored paper to block the class name.

It is undoubtedly difficult to find the second-year Class A under such obstacles.

Thinking of this, Yoshiko Okano also stopped, and then apologized to the middle-aged woman behind him: "Sorry, I don't know exactly where Class A is in the second year."

"...That's it..." The middle-aged woman looked a little disappointed, but she quickly realized that she bowed halfway and said: "It's okay, I trouble you, I still have to thank you."

Seeing that the middle-aged woman was planning to leave, Yoshiko Okano also called the other party in time: "Please wait a moment. I have an acquaintance in Jingbei High School. If you ask her, there shouldn't be much problem in finding a second-year Class A."

"Is that so?" The middle-aged woman showed surprise on her face: "Thank you very much, then!"

"You're welcome, help each other, and I actually want to go to Class A in the second year." Yoshiko Okano waved his hand, still a little uncomfortable with this scene of mutual thanks.

The two exchanged greetings for a while, and then Ryoko Okano took out the phone and made a call.

After almost five seconds, the call was connected.

"Hello? Is it the future? Hmm...Yes, it's me, Ryoko."

"This place where I set up a stall... um. Then please come here quickly."

After a simple conversation on the phone, Yoshiko Okano put away the phone and explained to the middle-aged woman: "My acquaintance is coming over soon, so let her take us to Class A of the second year."

"Thank you." The middle-aged short-haired woman thanked.

This made Okano Ryoko, who was not used to being thanked by people, couldn't help but scratch his head. After a while, she introduced herself: "I am Ryoko Okano, don't know how to call you?"

Middle-aged women with short hair also seem to realize that Yoshiko Okano is not accustomed to thanking others. In order to ease the embarrassment, she also promptly introduced: "My name is Rin Kitagawa. I am glad to meet you, Miss Okano."

Rin Beichuan?

The same surname as Kitagawa Temple made Okano Ryoko open his mouth, looking unnaturally at the middle-aged short-haired woman in front of him.

Her little movements were quickly discovered by the other party.

Rin Beichuan was a little confused: "May I ask what's the matter? Miss Okano?"

"...No, it's nothing. Ms. Beichuan." Yoshiko Okano coughed, then retracted his gaze.

This must be just a coincidence.

As far as she knows, Beichuan Temple does have a mother, but his mother can work far abroad, and it takes a long time to fly back, and it is impossible to appear in the Jingbei Festival.

Not to mention that Ryoko Okano also met her directly at the Beijing North Festival?

This probability is estimated to be calculated to a few ten thousandths.

Therefore, Yoshiko Okano did not express his thoughts.

After all, it was really rude to Kitagawa Rin who had just met.

After the two introduced themselves, they said a few more words, and then they heard a clear greeting from afar:

"Sister Liangzi!"

Kitagawa Rin subconsciously looked in the direction of the greeting.

It was a girl wearing a mid-length skirt with mid-length hair.

The well-proportioned Jingbei summer uniform was worn on the opponent.

The slender eyebrows and thin cherry pink lips are paired with big eyes with aura and brilliance...

This little girl is absolutely innocent and lovely.

"Ah... the future is here..." Okano Ryoko, who was chatting with Kitagawa Rin, turned around, and then beckoned to the girl.

She acted as an intermediary to introduce the two people to each other: "This is Kamiya Miku, an acquaintance I met in Beijing North, and this is Beichuan Rin I just met, Ms. Beichuan, Ms. Beichuan wants to go to Class A of the second year with us, in the future You can show me the way."

When Okano Ryoko introduced, Kitagawa Rin clearly saw a look of surprise flashing on Kamiya Miku's face.

Just now Ryoko Okano was like this, and now Kamiya will be like this in the future.

What is the situation?

"Are there any questions. Miss Kamiya?" Kitagawa Rin asked kindly.

"No, nothing." Kamiya Miku's unnatural expression flashed by, and she asked after a dry cough; "Ms. Beichuan wants to go to Class A of the second year, right?"

"Yeah." Beichuan Rin replied strangely.

Didn't Okano Yoshiko say that just now? Why did this little girl ask another question?

Kamiya Miku gave a dry cough, and then led the way:

"Um... nothing. Please follow me."

Of course Ryoko Okano and Rin Kitagawa followed.

The two of them brought up various topics behind Kamiya Miku, mainly trivial discussions about the Jingbei Festival.

This is also true, so the two of them didn't notice the weird appearance of Kamiya, who led the way in the future.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and her breathing was a little unconsistent.

Yes it is.

Kamiya Future——

I'm so nervous!

Because as early as Beichuan Rin introduced herself, she had already noticed something.

This Ms. Kitagawa Rin... Shiyou** is the mother of Kitagawa Temple!

Although it's just a guess now, Kamiya has great certainty in the future to determine that Rin Beichuan is the mother that Beichuan Temple will mention from time to time.

Because the whole school’s surname is Beichuan, only Beichuan Temple.

And the other party also named them to go to Class A of the second year.

Definitely your mother, right? ! It's definitely my mother, right?

Kamiya Miku has a keen intuition about this kind of thing, so she immediately smelled something wrong.

How to do? ! What to do what to do what to do what to do? ! What should I do! ! !

Kamiya's face was stiff in the future.

She did not ask Beichuan Rin about the relationship between Beichuan Rin and Beichuan Temple for the first time. In fact, there is another important reason besides the possibility of confessing the wrong person.

That is--

She Kamiya also has a small abacus in the future!

Of course!

The one in front of me is probably her future mother-in-law!

Waiting on the other side at the Jingbei Festival made her feel comfortable and made her feel good about her daughter-in-law and identify with herself.

This is the real purpose of Kamiya in the future!

Then when Kitagawa Rin and Kitagawa Temple met each other, she suddenly interrupted and said, ‘eh? Is this Si Jun's mother? It’s so young, I haven’t reacted to it all at once.’

perfect!

It's a perfect plan!

This time not only created the image of loving to help others, but also increased the favorability of Beichuan Temple's mother! It's an invincible routine!

Kamiya's eyebrows in the future are already well-established!