This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

There are a few blood-stained paper knives, a small bag of blades, a small hammer used to break bones, dental extraction forceps, and the knife surface is still wrapped in plasma, with pieces of light brown cat skin attached to it.

Beichuan Temple dropped the opponent's shoulder bag with a cold face, and let the tools inside fall to the ground.

"This" Asamong Hitomi's lips trembled.

The cruel tools on the floor made her tremble all over when she looked at it.

It turns out that the harmless young man is such a person who enjoys cruelty to small animals.

The white cat was still like that, shrunk in the arms of Hitomi Ma Gong, with a pair of azure blue cat eyes like a pure and innocent child.

It probed its head and looked strangely at this warm and cruel world, not quite understanding why Hitomi Asamiya showed such an expression.

The setting sun in the afternoon dispels the cold of winter, and it is rare to feel a sense of warmth.

But the cold voice of Beichuan Temple completely inconsistent with this situation came over.

"Ma Palace."

"Yes!" Asamiya Hitomi gave a shock all over his body.

"You temporarily close your eyes."

"Ah? Oh." Asamiya Hitomi was taken aback for a moment, and then he closed his eyes tightly.

There was a sound of punches and kicks, and Hitomi Asamiya followed Beichuan Temple's instructions, closing his eyes tightly, not even daring to let out the atmosphere.

With her eyes closed, she could clearly hear Saito's pleading voice.

"No, it's not what you see!"

The sound of the fist hitting the person did not stop.

"I will die if this continues."

Saito seemed to have been kicked by Kitagawa Temple and moaned in pain. He begged for mercy, crying bitterly.

The Beichuan Temple's voice still did not come out, and at the same time, the muffled sound that hit the human body came.

After a while, Hitomi Asamiya heard Beichuan Temple speak:

"Get out of here."

There was a tumultuous movement, and with the sound of hurried footsteps, everything around him fell into silence.

After a while, Beichuan Temple’s voice came out again:

"Okay, open your eyes."

Hitomi Asamiya then withdrew from the strained state of holding his breath and opened his eyes.

The world is still the color it should have.

The setting sun sprinkled on the body, there was a warm feeling.

In Sakurai Park, there is a breeze blowing, and there is no chill, and the cherry trees are also swaying.

"That person can't do just now, let's go find someone." Unlike the increasingly warm weather, Beichuan Temple's tone is still as cold as ever. He looked back and couldn't help frowning:

"Didn't you scare you?"

"No, no!"

Hitomi Asamiya stuffed the white cat back into the corrugated box, shaking his hands hurriedly: "It was not Beichuan's fault just now."

Just now she saw it really, and she really did not expect that a person with such a kind-looking complexion would carry so many tools for cruelty to small animals.

And compared to the young man who treats others like a spring breeze

Hitomi Asamiya glanced at Beichuan Temple quietly.

She prefers to have a good relationship with Beichuan Temple.

Asamiya Hitomi didn't know if it was her own illusion. While thinking about it, she clearly felt that the cold feeling entwined around her body had dissipated a bit, making her feel warm all over her body.

This winter, maybe it was unexpectedly cold.

"Really?" Beichuan Temple's face was a little slow, and he nodded and asked, "Where is the next meeting place for netizens?"

"Wait" Asamiya Hitomi hurriedly took out the phone, glanced at the location above and said:

"Not far from here, in the ure cafe."

ure cafe?

This is really a coincidence. Isn't the ure cafe the place where he just went?

Most of the people inside are students, and the students' minds are relatively simple, and they shouldn't meet someone like the young man just now.

"Understood." Beichuan Temple nodded and said: "Let's go over now."

He just wants to deal with the matter quickly, find a place where the white cat is raised, and go home.

It's getting late now, and he feels a little worried about leaving Beichuan Eri and Kamiya Miku at home.

"Okay, student Beichuan." Asamiya Hitomi nodded obediently, and walked in front of her silently to lead the way.

The two of them walked all the way, until they were about to see the ure cafe, Hitomi Asamiya couldn't help but ask, "The student Beichuan, can I ask you a question?"

Hitomi Asamiya was really curious.

Why would Beichuan Temple see what was wrong with that young man at a glance? Saito had a kind face, harmless to humans and animals, at least Hitomi Asamiya couldn't see the strangeness of the other party.

"" Beichuan Temple was silent for a while, as if I had guessed that Hitomi Asamiya would say the same next: "I have a very special ability. I can see things that ordinary people can't see."

Beichuan Temple turned his head, death flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Can you see what you can't see?" Feeling the light in Beichuan Temple's eyes, Hitomi Asamiya's voice became stammered. Obviously, Beichuan Temple's eyes were the same as usual, but it brought heavy pressure to her.

Hitomi Ma Gong suddenly felt a little enlightened.

Why Shengu Mirai and Qianxia Qianxue suddenly came to Beichuan Temple.

You must know that before, Beichuan Temple had no communication with these people at all, but now they are looking up one by one. Among them, Beichuan Temple must be unique.

"Regardless of whether you believe it or not, Mamiya-san, I have already told you the story. There was too much resentment on that person just now."

Beichuan Temple recalled the scene just now, and shook his head a little.

Although Saito seemed to be smiling and gentle, but in Beichuan Temple's sight, there were ten wrongs lying behind him. It should be more than a dozen resentful spirits resenting the cat. The resentment of Hessian rose up, making Beichuan Temple even not paying attention.

The twisted tail, the black pus wound on the skin of the Wraith cat, the white eyes of the dead cat

Beichuan Temple felt that he was light enough to start, at least the other party could stand up.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Temple couldn't help reaching out and touching the white cat's head.

This little guy still didn't know what was going on. Seeing Beichuan Temple touched it, he stretched out his fleshy little paw and patted Beichuan Temple's fingers.

Beichuan Temple was neither angry nor annoyed, and the voice was still flat: "Let's go."

The two walked into the ure cafe together

The next thing was unexpectedly simple. Through the ability of Beichuan Temple to observe things, he clearly saw several cat spirits with golden air currents entwining the girls who were dressed in bad appearances in front of them.

These cats are all euthanized and died of old age naturally. Each cat is blessing this unreliable girl who looks unreliable and has dyed hair.

It turns out that Shanling will have a faint golden light?

Beichuan Temple looked at Asamiya Hitomi, and saw the flexible golden air current in a cursed black air.

Would that be the case?

Beichuan Temple raised his eyebrows, and his thoughts flowed quickly.

But he quickly gave up his idea and tried to persuade Hitomi Asamiya.

After all, being able to meet such a master is a good luck for the white cat.

Under the persuasion of Kitagawa Temple, Hitomi Asamiya hesitated for a while, and finally handed the white cat to the girl named Takigen Nanako.

I hope the other party can really treat that white cat.

Asamong Hitomi made such a prayer in his heart.