This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

"Uh" Listening to the words of Inari Kazuhime and Inari Keiichi, Okano Yoshiko's tone clearly stagnated for a moment.

She still remembered that Inari Kazuhime sang against Beichuan Temple just now.

How did it become like this as soon as it came out of it?

Even Keiichi Inari, who has a fairly calm personality, called "Big Brother Kitagawa No. 1 in the World" next to him.

What happened inside?

Forget it, it doesn't make any sense to think about it now.

Okano Ryoko turned to look at Beichuan Temple: "Anyway, Beichuan boy, and you two, safety is the best thing to say, what about the resentful spirit in the apartment."

As she spoke, she pointed to the apartment behind Beichuan Temple.

I still have to ask

Okano thinks so.

"What you should care about shouldn't be the resentful spirit." Beichuan Temple, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

It's just that his words were a little inexplicable, and a strange color flashed across Okano's face.

If I don't care about the situation of the resentful spirit, what else can I care about? After all, isn't it just for Beichuan Temple and the others to come and get rid of the spirit this time?

The moment Ryoko Okano wanted to ask a question

Her pupils contracted suddenly, and her mouth grew wide, astonished.

Under the gaze of Ryoko Okano, the entire three-story apartment behind the three was trembling and trembling. The hideous outline that was so clear under the moonlight, after shaking for a while, finally cracked like an overwhelmed one.

then

boom! ! ! !

Dust splashes! The loud sound like a bomb exploded into the eardrum!

Okano Ryoko's eyes twitched.

Under her gaze, the third floor of the apartment collapsed directly from the middle.

"It was originally an old building supported by the resentment spirit. After the resentment spirit body is removed, it will become like this without the resentment support."

Beichuan Temple glanced sideways at the apartment building behind and muttered to himself.

Beside him, Yoshiko Okano looked confused, and the whole person was completely in a state of ‘stunned’.

"Boy Beibeichuan? Did you really demolish the apartment?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Beichuan Temple shook his head expressionlessly. He unloaded the pot without hesitation and pointed to the Inari brothers and sisters: "Their questions, you can ask them."

When the Inari brothers and sisters heard these words, they felt something was wrong. The two of them just wanted to tell the details of the matter, but under the expressionless gaze of Beichuan Temple, they closed their mouths.

"Is that true?" Okano Yoshiko looked suspicious.

"Whether this is the case or not, things have happened now, Ryoko, what you should do now is to think about how to deal with this situation, instead of asking here and asking about the past."

Beichuan Temple's tone was as plain as water, without any fluctuations.

These words made Okano Ryoko's mouth twitch again:

"Beichuan boy, you really dare to say."

With that, she sighed again.

But otherwise, there is no other way, because as Beichuan Temple said, this apartment building really needs to deal with this tragic situation, should it be completely demolished?

But that has nothing to do with Ryoko Okano. Special departments have specialized financial management, mainly to deal with the aftermath of the spiritual removal, so let them give these things a headache.

"That's right." Yoshiko Okano said suddenly again: "Just now there was news from the hospital saying that Shuichi Harukawa has recovered from a coma. How about? Would you like to go and see him?"

When talking about this, Okano Ryoko sighed: "I don't know what kind of body structure you people with special abilities have. Obviously, the injury is so serious. As a result, you woke up before three or four hours passed."

"I'm not going."

Beichuan Temple didn't care about the words behind Yoshiko Okano, he just glanced at the phone and replied without thinking.

"My sister is at home alone at this time. I don't worry. If Inari and the others are going to visit, let them go. I'll go one step ahead."

At this time, there should still be taxis running outside.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Temple greeted again, and then left without hesitation.

Seeing him walking away from behind, the brothers and sisters Inari and Ryoko Okano looked at each other.

"Forget it, don't worry about Beichuan boy." Ryoko Okano reluctantly stuffed the lady's cigarette that he had not had time to smoke into the cigarette case, and then reached out and patted his car:

"What do you two say? Do you want to see Qingchuan boy? If you want to go there, I can also send you a ride, or I can send you home if you don't."

"It's okay to visit Qingchuan," Kei Inari hesitated as if he wanted to say something.

But before he could speak, the person next to Inari Ichihime spoke first: "No, but we also hope that Miss Okano can tell us more about that guy."

Her complexion was visibly red, but the surrounding environment was too dark, so no one noticed the change on Inari Ichihime's face.

She continued hesitantly:

"It's just some things about Big Brother Beichuan."

She only dared to call Beichuan Temple that way when Beichuan Temple was away.

"About the Beichuan boy?"

Ryoko Okano was taken aback.

She didn't expect Inari Ichihime to be interested in Beichuan Temple, and it seemed that it was not just Inari Ichihime, but also Inari Keiichi next to him seemed very interested.

"This is a long story"

Okano Yoshiko's voice was a little embarrassed.

"Please tell us!"

Inari brothers and sisters all spoke together.

Seeing their expressions, Okano Ryoko also felt a little funny inexplicably.

But there is a sense of pride in my heart, a little funny.

It's like the things I've been persistently selling to the outside world have finally been recognized by others, and the pride of being dreamed of by others.

She patted the car door, her voice was a little smug:

"Then get in the car, we said in the car."

Seeing that the Inari brothers and sisters got into the car without hesitation, Yoshiko Okano also got in the main driver.

In the dark, the vehicle slid into the lane with a beautiful flick.

On the other side, above the taxi.

This time Chu Ling still did not bring the benefits of soul lamp and soul fire to Beichuan Temple.

The apartment victim's wraith brought him only 4 skill points.

It will take some time to upgrade the dead energy healing skills.

Sitting in the taxi, Beichuan Temple rubbed his eyebrows, and then took out a tattered note from his arms.

This is what he found from Zhong Yuanxiang's body.

The hands and feet of Zhong Yuan's corpse were tied, and the mouth was blocked, and the whole person was directly enclosed by Zhong Yuan Xiangzi into the concave wall.

It was originally intended to be placed in the closet space, but it was used by Nakahara Shoko in this way.

In that state, Zhong Yuanxiang, the victim, could not write anything. Then it is clear who wrote this note.

This should have been written by Shoko Nakahara and put it in the pocket of Nakahara's jacket.

Beichuan Temple slowly opened the folded paper,

Dense words.

Two whole pages were written.

It's all repeating one thing.

'I am sorry. ’

Yes I'm sorry.

This is what Xiangzi Nakahara puts in the slip of paper inside Nakahara's jacket pocket.

Since there is not the slightest gap between the words, it looks like some kind of spiteful words cursing others at first glance.

Remember that the information also mentioned such a thing.

The Zhongyuan family is very poor, and after the divorce, Xiangzi Zhongyuan's education level is not high, and he can't rely on part-time work to support the child.

It is estimated that it was in this situation that she thought of sealing her son inside the wall.

But what Xiangzi Zhongyuan didn't expect was that after Zhongyuan's death, resentment and flesh and blood were combined with the apartment.

After Zhong Yuanxiang, who turned into a resentful spirit, killed her, he began to work on other tenants.

Although most of these are speculated by Beichuan Temple.

But so what?

Get off at Beichuan Temple, bought some oden when passing by a convenience store, then crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

He walked home.

Open the niche of Kenichi Kitagawa and enshrine oden.

No matter what the truth is, it is already a very long story.

Xiangzi Nakahara has been punished.

Zhong Yuanxiang has also been eliminated.

It's just such a story

Beichuan Temple woke up the next day under the action of his own biological clock.

First, he picked up the pitiful Nishikujo, who was asleep on his face, and placed it on the other bedside table. Then he greeted Asamiya Easei, who was looking at the "Chemical Engineering and Experiment" at hand.

And at the moment he got up, Kamizumi Makie seemed to be ready for a long time, suddenly rushed out of the Kagura bell, and began to skillfully plug in the power for Sith.

Because Beichuan’s family has always had a tradition of not allowing games to be played late at night, she basically waits for Beichuan Temple to get up at this time every day.

"Ah Si-kun, good morning." Ma Gong Yongshi moved lightly, putting down the book in his hands without rush.

Then she floated behind the door, holding up the summer uniform of Jingbei High School in both hands:

"Please use."

"Yeah. Have you read the book for another night?"

Beichuan Temple asked while taking over the uniform.

"I read a book for one night because the world of chemistry and physics is so rigorous and beautiful"

Having said this, Asamiya Eternally let out a soft ‘ah’, apologizing:

"Could it be that I interrupted the temple's rest? If that's the case, I really am"

Asamiya Eternal still wants to continue.

"Don't worry, I slept well, and there is no movement when you read a book at night. Compared to that"

Beichuan Temple waved his hand, and then pressed his backhand on the head of Kamizumi Makie.

Uh? !

The whole spirit body of the god-resident Makie twitched, and then he turned his head tremblingly.

When I turned my head, I just saw Beichuan Temple, who was watching her.

Obviously, there is no such thing as a heartbeat in the spirit body, but for some reason, as soon as he saw Beichuan Temple, Shen Zhu Maki felt his heart stopped suddenly.

She opened her mouth and stammered: "Then Beichuan, good morning."

"Yeah. Good morning." Beichuan Temple nodded, then glanced at the sith that she had turned on again, and said in a gentle tone, word by word:

"Playing less games is good for your body."

After hearing these words, God Zhu Makie thought about it for a long time before daring to say the words, ‘I am a spirit body, don’t care about my physical condition’.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally said:

"I know."

Seeing her statement, Beichuan Temple did not continue to embarrass the **** in Makie.

He let go, said hello, and went downstairs to start cooking.

Today is also a breakfast carefully prepared for Beichuan Eri.

While Beichuan Temple continued to prepare breakfast, Beichuan Eli had already walked downstairs sleepily.

"Brother Temple, early."

At this time, one leg of her pajama pants was pulled up half to reveal a tender calf, and the other leg was completely lowered, with panda slippers drooping on her feet.

She held the handrail with one hand and rubbed her eyes with the other, and she looked confused.

"Well, go to the bathroom and wash up, ready to have breakfast."

Beichuan Temple wiped the water stains with an apron, and said without looking up.

"Oh, good."

Beichuan Eri walked into the bathroom with a bewildered face.

then

"Temple, Brother Si!!!"

The Beichuan family was overwhelmed by the screams of Beichuan Eri for a moment.

She screamed and stumbled out of the bathroom.

"Temple, Brother Si." Beichuan Eli embraced Beichuan Temple's arm, her small face pale.

She stretched out trembling fingers and pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

The expression was like seeing some terrible wraith in the bathroom.

"what's happenin?"

A trace of death flashed in Beichuan Temple's eyes.

In the lifeless vision, no resentment was found in the bathroom.

"Body"

Beichuan Eri's tone was quick.

"body?"

Beichuan Temple question.

"The weight meter is broken!!!"

Beichuan Eri blushed and yelled loudly.

"Oh?" Beichuan Temple's eyes flashed, and he asked calmly, "What a bad law?"

"It's broken!"

Beichuan Eri danced with her hands, her expression horrified:

"You don't know what I saw when I brushed my teeth!"

She stretched out her hand and gestured indiscriminately, her tone becoming anxious:

"I, I, I actually gained six kilograms!"

"Oh? Come and try this fried tempura."

Beichuan Temple picked up a piece of shrimp tail tempura with no expression on his face and sent it to his mouth in the painting of Beichuan.

"Hmm, the things made by Brother Si are really delicious, but that weight meter is indeed broken!"

Beichuan Eri ate it, and then wiped his mouth with the paper towel handed over by Beichuan Temple.

"Well, I'll buy a new one this afternoon." Beichuan Temple said nonchalantly, and then used long chopsticks to pick up a small sausage that had been fried with a knife: "Come on, try the small sausage I just made."

"it is good!"

Beichuan Eri ate the sausage again and again.

"How do you feel?" Beichuan Temple asked.

"Well, it is delicious, but eating so many fried foods in the morning shouldn't be appropriate?" Beichuan Eri asked.

"These are the dishes prepared for your lunch lunch, as well as vegetable salad and meatloaf, which will be put into your bento box later. It's a shame to waste. Remember to finish all.

Beichuan Temple specifically ordered.

"The things that Brother Si made are so delicious, I'm sure I won't be left! But remember to buy a weight scale, the one at home is a bit ridiculously bad."

Beichuan Eri said cheerfully, and then pointed to the small sausage.

"Ah, give me another sausage."