This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The most troublesome thing for him now is the murderous demon hiding in the crowd.

Beichuan Temple remembered very clearly that when he got rid of the ghost hand by the lake, he scanned the surrounding area once. He didn't think that the other party had the ability to hide the perception that he had been strengthened by the system.

At that time, there should be no one else in the lakeside park except Kamiya Mirai.

Moreover, Beichuan Temple did not think that someone could follow behind him silently.

Not to mention that he went to the police station halfway through.

How did the murderer know the specific address of my house?

If this is the case, then go to the lake park again and try my thoughts...

Beichuan Temple was silent, and decided to go to Lake Park again after school in the afternoon.

The course will end soon, and Beijing North High School officially enters the lunch break.

Most of the students rushed to the canteen and convenience store.

"Student Beichuan isn't going to eat?" Hitomi Asamiya found his wallet and looked back at Beichuan Temple, which was full of peace.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry.

"Mamiya-san, let's go first."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh words

After a while, Kamiya Miku appeared at the door of the classroom.

"Mr. Temple! Mr. Temple!"

She excitedly waved to Beichuan Temple, holding two bento boxes in her other hand.

The little girl was very well prepared in this regard, knowing that making an appointment with Beichuan Temple would delay his eating time, so she made a double bento early.

Ignoring the surprised expressions of the surrounding students, Kamiya walked to Beichuan Temple in the future, placed another larger bento box in front of Beichuan Temple, and said with a smile:

"Qiang Qiang! Surprise! This is a bento I made for Tera-kun as a representative of a beautiful first-year girl!"

"You have something to tell me, right?" Beichuan Temple took the lunch, and there was not much surprise on his face.

"Hehe deserves to be Mr. Temple, my intuition is really accurate!" Kamiya Miku didn't care, just nodded vigorously.

Replied indifferently, Beichuan Temple stretched out his hand to carry the bento box and nodded secretly when he felt the weight.

After strengthening his body recently, his appetite has gradually increased, and occasionally he feels fasting. His specific appetite now is about twice to three times that of an ordinary adult, which corresponds to almost three to four times the physique of an adult now, which is not too exaggerated.

Taking into account that this body is still in the growth period, he basically will not treat himself badly in eating this aspect, and therefore, he spends money very quickly recently.

But for high school students, being able to eat is a good thing. It is also a good thing to be able to deliver food.

"Really, Monarch Si is still so indifferent."

Compared with Beichuan Temple’s indifferent attitude, Kamiya’s future movements are undoubtedly much more lively. She ignores the stunned students around and simply grabs the hand that Beichuan Temple did not carry the bento box.

"I still have something to say to Mr. Temple, this is not a good place. Let's go to the atrium and eat and talk."

"Go to the atrium?" Beichuan Temple frowned, but didn't care too much about this.

The entire building complex of Jingbei High School is composed of a standard ‘kou’ shape, with sufficient area reserved in the middle, with resting benches and small roads. This is what Kamiya Miku said is the atrium.

As soon as I sat down on the bench, Kamiya Miku could not wait to speak:

"Sijun, did anything strange happen to you yesterday?"

"Weird thing?" Hearing Kamiya Miku's question, Beichuan Temple paused when he unlocked the lunch box: "Is your house also entered?"

Uh

This sure tone made everything Kamiya Miku wanted to say stuck in his throat.

Her face flushed with suffocation, and finally let out a heavy breath, her face full of surprise.

"you know?"

"Guess it."

Looking at Beichuan Temple's calm and unwavering expression, Kamiya Mirai subconsciously sighed.

"If it hadn't been known that Monarch Si was not a prisoner, now I would have suspected that you were the murderous madman."

"How do you know I am not?"

Uh

A rhetorical question about what choking Kamiya Miku wanted to say, and the next moment, a sharp chill suddenly spread out from around, as if to choke Kamiya Miku's breathing.

The aura of Beichuan Temple suddenly became cold and cruel, like a mad doctor who dissected a blank human face.

"I have dissected a real person before." Beichuan Temple's voice exploded in his ears, which made Kamiya Miku only feel that his throat was filled with ice slag, and he couldn't say a word.

She shook her body, and it took a long time before she managed to recover from his aura.

"You're kidding, Mr. Temple."

"Well, I'm joking." Unexpectedly, Beichuan Temple nodded neatly and admitted.

The **** and cold aura disappeared in the blink of an eye, the weather was still sunny, Kamiya Miku also breathed a sigh of relief.

When she relaxed, she couldn't help but slap haha.

"Haha, since it's a joke, then Sijun said that he should be a fake after dissecting a real person."

"" Beichuan Temple did not speak, but smiled and looked back at the future of Kamiya.

This was the first time he showed a smile in front of Kamiya Miku.

But looking at his panicking smile, Kamiya Miku couldn't smile.

Ha ha ha ha ha

It's just that Beichuan Temple really didn't lie. When he was studying medicine in his previous life, he had dissected many corpses, and had seen dead people.

He untied the bento cloth, revealing the light blue bento box, and said calmly:

"God Valley."

"Huh?" Kamiya Miku responded.

"What happened to your house last night, right?"

"Yes, I was looking for Mr. Temple today to discuss the countermeasures with you. And Mr. Temple said just now that you have entered the house? Could it be that Mr. Temple's house?"

Kamiya Miku is still as intuitive and keen as ever, and can perceive clues hidden in other people's words.

"The other party seemed to act as a courier on a whim and sent me a pair of arms. Just looking at the size and stiffness of the body, it should belong to Hoshino Nana's body in the cabin yesterday."

The voice of Beichuan Temple still sounds so fearless.

"Send you the arm directly?!"

Gurgling.

Kamiya Miku just thinks about the situation and feels creepy, but when he hears Beichuan Temple's words, it doesn't matter if he looks at his full face, there is no expression of shock at all, Kamiya Miku can't hold back.

When most people suddenly receive this kind of ‘horror’ gift, aren’t they all scared to death in the first place? Why is Beichuan Temple still in the mood to come to class today?

Although she also knows that Beichuan Temple is not an ordinary person, but the other party is too calm, right?

She reminiscent of the phrase "he had dissected a real person" before Beichuan Temple

Kamiya Miku was a little panicked. It is also a twelve-year compulsory education. Why is Beichuan Temple so good?

With sharp eyes, she saw Beichuan Temple smile again.

"I'm not kidding."

""Kamigu future.

Kamiya Miku, whose scalp was numb, stepped back silently.