This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Kamiya Mirai stayed to cook for the end.

It seems that this little girl came here with this idea from the beginning.

But if she wants to do it, Beichuan Temple is also happy to have a leisurely time by her side.

"Speaking of which, Eri-chan hasn't come home yet?" Kamiya Mirai, who was frying herring, asked Kitagawa Temple, who gave a sideways glance.

The skin of the herring is browned and deep-fried in olive oil, making a tempting sound.

Beichuan Temple replied without raising his head: "It is said that it is going to participate in the art exhibition."

While talking, he put the cubed soft tofu cubes into a small bowl, cleaned the cutting board and kitchen knife, and then began to change the knife for the small shiitake mushrooms.

This scene was as harmonious as a newlywed couple, but Shen Gu didn't care much about it in the future.

After all, she was not a girl with a thin face, and she was actually very happy in her heart to have this opportunity to cook with Beichuan Temple.

"Sister Eri seems to be working very hard recently, spending all day in the art exhibition. It's just that sister Eri seems to be a little slow to go home today."

Beichuan Temple's subordinates paused, and looked sideways at Kamiya Mirai: "How do you say that?"

"Hmm... Sister Eri is almost back at this time, so it's not normal that she hasn't come back now."

Mirai Kamiya was entrusted by Beichuan Temple, and came to see the situation of Beichuan Eri every day.

Logically speaking, Kitagawa Eri should go home at about five or six o'clock every day, and it's really strange that she hasn't come home since it's almost seven o'clock.

Upon hearing these words, Beichuan Temple put down the knife and called Beichuan Eri.

Beep-beep-beep-beep.

The phone was hung up without being picked up.

Beichuan Temple's expression moved slightly, and he took off the apron from his body and hung it on a hook against the wall, then turned around and asked:

"Kamiya, you should know where Eri is participating in the art exhibition, right?"

"I know, it seems to be at the Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Contemporary Art. There is a new artist who held an exhibition there. It is said that the paintings show the theme of life and death... The artist's name is Chiba Hotaru."

"I'll go there, I'll leave the family to you, Kamiya." Beichuan Temple said while putting on his coat.

Well--

Leave it to me at home?

These words made Kamiya Mirai feel uplifted all of a sudden, she nodded vigorously: "Yes! I will cook and wait for the temple master to come home."

Beichuan Temple responded, took his wallet and left.

 …

The Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Contemporary Art is located not far from Kiba Park in Koto District. It is a very famous art museum.

Kitagawa Temple got on the tram and arrived in Koto District after a while, then followed the map guide and walked all the way to Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Contemporary Art.

Night had fallen, and the street lights flickered a few times before turning on with a thud.

Perhaps because February has officially entered, the cold of winter has dissipated, and the night wind is refreshing.

Beichuan Temple was walking on the street, and foreign tourists coming out of the Modern Art Museum could be seen from time to time.

Eri is right there...

Beichuan Temple regained his spirits, and walked quickly to the Modern Art Museum.

When passing by the gate, Beichuan Temple saw the simple but inexplicably beautiful color propaganda prints.

It was a sad and beautiful picture composed of vermilion, American orchid, ultramarine blue, and deep black.

A big hole was opened in the sky, and an angel fell from the sky.

On the black and red staggered ground, countless blue and white ghost hands stretched out for no reason, as if they wanted to tear the angel in midair.

And at the bottom is a line of promotional words.

'A rookie painter with the theme of life and death! Chiba Hotaru will hold a three-day art exhibition today! '

Looking at the painting, Beichuan Temple just thought it was pretty, but he had no other feelings.

He memorized the construction flow chart placed next to him in his heart, and when he was about to enter the art exhibition according to the flow chart——

"Student Beichuan?"

Suddenly there was a surprised cry from behind.

Beichuan Temple looked sideways.

I saw a girl with a surprised face leaning towards him with a student purse.

"Senior Tsukishima." Beichuan Temple greeted her.

This surprised girl is none other than Tsukishima Risa whom she hasn't seen for a long time.

"Well, long time no see, classmate Beichuan." Tsukishima Risa first responded, and then asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, what has Beichuan been doing during this time? Why haven't I seen you for so long?"

Beichuan Temple hadn't shown up at the school for nearly a week. If he didn't have enough credits, he would have been repeated by the school long ago.

"There are some things to deal with in my hometown, and now they have been dealt with properly. I will go to class after the spring break." Beichuan Temple lightly brought this topic over.

"Really?..." Tsukishima Risa glanced at Beichuan Temple suspiciously, and continued: "Student Beichuan came here this time to visit Master Ying... Chiba's art exhibition?"

Beichuan Temple was sensitive to her blunt re-speaking.

It's just that he didn't care. He shook his head and replied: "My sister hasn't been home for a long time, and she didn't answer the phone call. Don't worry about coming over to see the situation."

"That's the thing... But don't worry, Beichuan, it's very rude to answer the phone in the exhibition hall. I guess it's Eri's sister who hung up the phone. How about it, I'll accompany you Go in and find Sister Eri." Tsukishima Risa said thoughtfully.

This is no problem at all, Beichuan Temple just felt that he lacked a guide, Yue Dao Risa came just in time, he nodded his thanks and said:

"That's troublesome."

The two walked into the hall side by side.

On the way, Tsukishima Risa also explained why she came to the Modern Art Museum so late.

It turned out that her father Tsukishima Xian and Chiba Hotaru were acquaintances, and he specially asked her to come over to say hello.

"As a matter of fact, Master Chiba is not very old, and he and I are considered friends. After I heard that she came to Tokyo, I came here just after class."

Tsukishima Risa also raised her student purse.

After the spring break, she was officially a senior in high school. During the ten days of the spring break, she also enrolled in extracurricular tutoring classes, and worked hard to get into college.

"Yes." Beichuan Temple nodded.

But he is also a little strange.

That Chiba Hotaru, why is she still able to draw paintings with the theme of birth and death at such a young age?

This is undoubtedly a very strange thing.

Even if there are geniuses in this world, it is basically unrealistic to draw something that you have never seen before, right?

With some doubts in their arms, Beichuan Temple and Tsukishima Risa finally entered the exhibition area of ​​Chiba Yingying's painting exhibition.

There are various paintings hanging in the corridor.

This Chiba Hotaru seems to like the combination of deep red and dark black, creating a feeling similar to hell in Dante's "Divine Comedy".

And that color is combined with the illusory bluish-white like a wraith, revealing an indescribable sense of mystery.

The innocent girl who was eaten by the resentful spirit, the pure woman who fell into the endless purgatory, the girl who is in hell looking up to heaven...

The living and the dead, the hidden and the present.

It was outlined by Chiba Yingying with an extraordinarily delicate technique.

There seems to be a strange, psychedelic appeal to the paintings themselves, one cannot help but be drawn into them.

Are there ghosts and ghosts in this world?

After looking at these paintings, I seem to be able to get the answer in my heart.

But the more he looked at Beichuan Temple, the more strange he felt.

The owner of these paintings seems to have seen real spirits.

Those grievances are so lifelike, as if they are about to jump out of the painting.

While Beichuan Temple was thinking, Tsukishima Risa beside her let out a low cry:

"Student Beichuan, is that your sister in front?"

Beichuan Temple looked in the direction of her finger.

I saw Kitagawa Eri discussing with a girl in a wheelchair next to her in a trance.

That salty egg sister will also show such a serious expression?

To be honest, Beichuan Temple was a little surprised.

But soon, Beichuan Temple turned to look at the girl who was talking with her on the other side.

The girl looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with long black hair that crossed her shoulders, and a small painter's hat on her head.

She looks delicate and delicate, with a soft feeling.

But compared to her appearance, Beichuan Temple cared more about her eyes.

There is a kind of intellectual charm in her long and narrow eyes, and the faintly flickering pupil seems to be able to see the essence of the things in front of her.

The appearance and temperament are very perfect.

But if you insist on pointing out a bad point, it is probably that the other party is sitting in a wheelchair.

That's right, such a pretty girl is a disabled person.

"It's her?" Beichuan Temple recognized her at a glance, and he was a little surprised.

Isn't this the last time I was going to steal that poor girl from Nishikujo on the Shinkansen?

But he remembered that girls at that time should not be in wheelchairs.

It should just be a simple look alike.

Beichuan Temple didn't believe that the character and temperament of the girl on the Shinkansen could be changed to such a state in a week.

Beichuan Temple thought and walked over, followed by Tsukishima Risa.

"Eri."

Beichuan Temple said hello.

Kitagawa Eri, who was discussing with the girl, turned her head and saw someone she never expected.

Why did my brother come here? !

"Brother Si...why are you here?"

"I called you, and I was a little worried, so I came over to have a look. It's good that you're fine."

Why?

Beichuan Eri was taken aback.

She remembered that she hung up the phone, but she didn't expect that the call was actually from Beichuan Temple.

Kitagawa Eri shrank her head without courage, took two steps back and tried to change the subject and introduced:

"Let me introduce you to Brother Si. This is Chiba Ying, Teacher Chiba."

Her ability to change the topic is not as deep as Shen Gu Mirai, but she still likes to be smart.

Beichuan Temple couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

In the final analysis, the salted egg sister is still the salted egg sister.

And just when he was about to say hello to Chiba Yingying who was sitting in the wheelchair, the other party suddenly stretched out her hand, her eyes staring at him shone with brilliance:

"Hi, I'm Chiba Ying."

"... Beichuan Temple."

Why is Chiba Yinger's attitude a bit subtle?

After the two shook hands and introduced themselves, Tsukishima Risa spoke from behind with a gentle expression: "Holyaki, long time no see."

"It's been a long time, Lisha, how is your father's health recently?"

"It's still the same, nothing has changed." Tsukishima Risa smiled.

Seeing that the two girls looked like they hadn't seen each other for a long time and were about to start reminiscing about the old days, Beichuan Temple gave Beichuan Eri a wink, and planned to say goodbye and go home——

Chiba Yingying, who was sitting in a wheelchair, suddenly looked over and said with a smile:

"Wait a minute, Kitagawa-kun."

Beichuan Temple replied politely:

"You two haven't seen each other for a long time. If I and Eri are two outsiders staying here, it will also hinder the two of you from reminiscing about the old days."

"You don't need to meet outside, Mr. Beichuan, I have something I want to ask you personally."

After hearing this, Beichuan Temple looked puzzled.

I should have just met Qianye Ying, so why would Qianye Ying want to ask him something?

This kind of development is really inexplicable, which makes Beichuan Temple a little confused.

At this moment, another voice came from behind Qianye Ying:

"Sister Ying, why are you here alone again, didn't you tell me? I'll help you push—it's you?"

Another girl came briskly from the other side of the gallery.

This girl's appearance and hairstyle are exactly the same as Chiba Hotaru, the only difference may be that she does not wear a painter's hat on her head.

At this time, the girl who came out from the other side was looking at Beichuan Temple with a face full of surprise.

Seeing this girl, a flash of enlightenment flashed in Beichuan Temple's eyes.

"Are you the one on the Shinkansen?"

Seeing the reaction of the two, Chiba Ying introduced them gently:

"Mr. Beichuan, this is my younger sister, named Chiba Cang. Cang, this is Beichuan Temple."

"...Hello." Qianye Cang nodded to Beichuan Temple, but her crystal clear eyes kept scanning Beichuan Temple, as if looking for traces of the poor.

But unfortunately, Beichuan Temple did not bring Xi Kutiao out this time. That little guy is probably still doing aerobics in front of the computer screen.

Beichuan Temple was not particularly surprised by the matter of Qianye Cang and Qianye Ying.

After all, they are so similar in appearance and age, it is easy to understand that they are sisters.

Chiba Hotaru spoke again, this time she was speaking to Tsukishima Risa.

"Lisha, I will visit your father in the near future, let's catch up on the past then."

"Okay, then I won't bother you."

The clever Tsukishima Risa glanced at Beichuan Temple, then at Chiba Yingying who had a spring-like smile on her face, nodded and left voluntarily.

Regarding this, Beichuan Eri was still confused, not knowing what happened.

Isn't she going to go back with Brother Si? Why did Teacher Qianye suddenly keep her brother? what on earth is it?

Could it be that Brother Si has always known Teacher Chiba?

Kitagawa Eri gave up thinking——

On the other side, Beichuan Temple looked at the back of Tsukishima Risa leaving, turned to look at Chiba Yingying, and already had some guesses in his heart.

But he did not take the initiative to expose, but asked rhetorically:

"What do you want to say to me? Teacher Chiba."

"Let's go to the reception room and talk about it." Qianye Ying's eyes shone with an inexplicable brilliance, and she simply invited.

"Also."

Beichuan Temple nodded.

He had nothing to fear either.

After all, they are just two little girls, so could there be any conspiracy?

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