This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Anyone who saw this face in the middle of the night would probably be shocked.

But at the same time, the pale-faced owner was also taken aback when she saw Beichuan Temple. She shook her body instinctively, and the things she was carrying fell to the ground.

This is a very normal woman——

 …

The woman's name is Nanasaka Maaya, and she lives in the nearby Odaka Mountains. This time, she came here to pay homage to her family at the abandoned Miki doll factory.

Only the local residents know the path leading to the abandoned Miki doll factory, so she can bypass those who gathered here because of the live broadcast.

"My father used to be one of the missing workers in the abandoned factory of Miki dolls..." Nanasaka Maaya explained to Beichuan Temple beside her while lighting the long incense sticks.

"My mother had a tough time raising my brother and me after my father disappeared."

There was a hint of memory in her eyes, and her voice was a little ethereal under the night wind.

"My mother, who has no education at all, has to go to the fields every day...cough cough cough..."

Qisaka Maaya suddenly coughed twice violently, and after wiping the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, her tone was full of helplessness.

"Everything in life has been on the right track, and time has healed the scars caused by the doll factory..."

"But my brother Ming... left me a letter, and he came to Sanmu Doll Factory alone. He told me in the letter that he felt that the disappearance of his father was definitely weird, and it must have something to do with Miki Doll Factory related..."

There was a look of sadness in Nanasaka Maaya's eyes:

"Ming also disappeared in the Miki doll factory after that. He was overworked in his early years and suffered such a blow in his later years. His mother also died of illness..."

"It's an unpleasant story."

Beichuan Temple, who had been silent all this time, answered.

Every word that Nanasaka Maaya said was tinged with blood-colored helplessness.

"I'm moving back to my hometown now, hoping to watch over the ruins."

Nanasaka Maaya's expression was solemn, and she wanted to laugh, but couldn't:

"Under the ruins, my two relatives are buried."

Her manner of speaking was very light, and her sentence sounded very light, but the heavy weight in it made Beichuan Temple couldn't help raising her head.

Beichuan Temple felt that facing such a woman, he should confess all the truth to her.

She has the right to know where her family is going.

But Nanasaka Maaya seemed to be aware of Kitagawa Temple's thoughts, she shook her head:

"Everything from the past...is not important anymore."

Unspeakable despair accumulated in the plain words.

Yes, it doesn't matter anymore.

Now it doesn't matter if it's true or not.

The long years are like a long river, grinding and sedimenting a heart, which is also a kind of silent despair.

What if you know the truth?

Everything in the past has gone with the wind, empty dolls and abandoned factories, and there are still many tourists coming and going today.

The bloody and cruel truth came to an end with the complete disappearance of the puppet workshop.

Beichuan Temple watched without saying a word as Nanasaka Maaya carefully stacked the oranges in the convenience bag bit by bit. Then, she took out one after another pale oranges from the small bag on one side. Paper flowers.

"Ming said that he likes to see my ingenious side...so I have never bought real flowers..."

Nanasaka Maaya didn't cry or make a fuss, she looked at the doll factory limply and spoke in an unusually flat tone.

Her pupils were hollow, and she watched quietly by herself.

"Ming...Father...Mother..."

I really want to meet you...

Think about it... look at you again.

Tears, unknowingly, emerged from the edge of the eye sockets, connecting them into strings like pearls.

Beichuan Temple did not speak.

There was no need for him to speak from beginning to end.

In his line of sight, two sparkling soul fires had already stopped in front of Nanasaka Maaya.

They faintly exude mysterious and magnificent colors, and flickering bits of soul fragments seem to be commemorating, and seem to be comforting Nanasaka Maaya.

In the two soul fires, Beichuan Temple seemed to see a young man in clean clothes and a strong young man wearing a worker's hat...

Their faces were pale, looking at Nanasaka Maaya, with black teardrops hanging from their eyes.

But all this is invisible.

Nanasaka Maaya is the living, they are the dead, and people without the ability of Kitagawa Temple cannot see them.

Nanasaka Maaya covered her mouth and wept silently.

It's so lonely to be alone in this world...

I'm in so much pain... Mom...

Naruto...my sister misses you so much.

With tears in her eyes, Nanasaka Maaya seemed to see the scene from that year again.

She was playing with her brother on the ridge of the field, and when she got home, she was scolded by her mother while pinching her ears, while her father was on the other side, holding a glass of sake and laughing to smooth things over——

After Qisaka Maaya arranged all the things for the sacrifice.

She folded her hands reverently, her body trembling slightly, and she was chanting some words around her pale lips, mixed with a few violent coughs from time to time.

Her handkerchief was bloodshot.

But even so, she still knelt on the ground like a pilgrimage, and finished reading all the words.

What Beichuan Temple heard in the past was nothing more than sporadic words to pray for relatives to live better in heaven.

But is there really a paradise in this world?

"Maybe... yes."

Beichuan Temple raised its head slightly.

On the other side of the sky, two soul fires are tearing through the sky, heading towards an unknown direction——

 …

Kitagawa Temple sent the Nanasaka Maaya, whom he met by chance, back home, and then called Yamaguchi Hidesuke and the others, telling them not to worry before returning to the hotel.

During the conversation along the way, Beichuan Temple also learned that Nanasaka Maaya suffered from severe liver cancer.

This disease cannot be cured by dead air treatment,

But Qisaka Maaya has an indescribably open-minded attitude.

Fate has brought too much injustice to this woman, but she still chooses to move forward with a heavy burden.

The imminent death seems to be unable to bring any fluctuations to her calm state of mind.

According to her, she actually still had a husband, but she divorced him voluntarily when he was diagnosed with liver cancer.

There is no need for half a share of property.

She just wants to spend the rest of her life in the Odaka Mountains, quietly watching her hometown and the ruins of the Miki doll factory alone.

"No matter what, everything is over. If you have a chance in the future, you can visit her again."

Beichuan Temple put pity on the other side, leaned on the pillow, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and planned to rest.

But not long after, the phone rang.

Beichuan Temple frowned, turned over and grabbed the phone into his hand.

Who else is calling yourself so late?

"Hello?"

"Hey... Hey! Is that Beichuan classmate? Huh?!"

It was Hitomi Asamiya's voice, but strangely, she seemed to be frightened by something and let out a cry of fear.

"...It's me? What's the matter?" Beichuan Temple resisted the tiredness and got up.

"That means... Kitagawa-san, you should be able to see that too, right?"

that?

Which is that?

Beichuan Temple didn't quite understand: "What do you want to say? Classmate Asamiya."

"That is to say, Beichuan-san...should be able to see the spirit...?" Hitomi Asamiya's voice slowed down, showing great fear.

"Also...? Asamiya-san? Can you see the spirit body?" Beichuan Temple's tone was a little surprised.

"I don't know why... After I separated from you, Beichuan, I could see some from time to time. I thought it was an illusion." Asamiya Hitomi cried and sounded pitiful.

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Can you see something after you part with him?

But Asamiya Hitomi's previous inspiration was not so high——

"...Could it be the reason why God resides in Makie?" Beichuan Temple rubbed his chin and said to himself.

Shenzhu Makie used to possess Hitomi Asamiya for a while, maybe it was at that time that Hitomi Asamiya's inspiration was enhanced, and she could also see the spirit body.

Hitomi Asamiya, who encountered this kind of thing for the first time, didn't know what to do. After confirming that it was not an illusion, she hurriedly called Beichuan Temple.

"Don't worry, Asamiya-san." Beichuan Temple continued, "Just because you can see them doesn't mean they can hurt you, and you probably can't see much in a day, right?"

"Well...it's like this." Hitomi Asamiya gradually calmed down under the voice of Beichuan Temple, and she stammered: "I only saw one or two in the past two days, and they didn't hurt me...that's A little scared."

That's for sure.

There is still a very high probability of one or two in two days.

If there were really so many resentful spirits in this world, the world would have been in chaos long ago.

And not everyone has the same physique as Beichuan Temple that can walk to the lair of resentful spirits.

"Calm down. Don't panic. If Asamiya-san is free tomorrow, you can come to my house. I can see what's wrong for you."

Beichuan Temple said a few words of comfort.

Hitomi Asamiya, who was only in her pajamas, took two deep breaths.

"Okay... I understand, thank you, Beichuan classmate."

Beichuan Temple immediately said: "Well, it's not too late, go to bed early, and we'll talk about this tomorrow."

"good."

Hitomi Asamiya replied weakly.

The phone hangs up.

Taking this opportunity, Beichuan Temple also saw the time on the phone.

It was past two o'clock in the morning.

It's too late, let's rest.

Beichuan Temple lay down.

The phone rang again.

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple got up expressionlessly, and grabbed the phone into his hand with a 'crack'.

He kept his expressionless face and connected the phone:

"Hello?"

"Temple Monarch! Is it Temple Monarch?!"

The voice of Kamiya Mirai, who has nowhere to release his energy, came through the other side of the phone.

"It's me, Kamiya, don't be so loud."

Kamiya Mirai immediately lowered his voice several times and asked:

"Temple Monarch, are you okay? I've been watching the live broadcast on Youtube just now, but I didn't expect that there would actually be a supernatural event happening there."

This girl is really not that easy to fool.

Beichuan Temple originally thought that Kamiya would not think of investigating the live broadcast room in the future, but who knew that this little girl was too shrewd. She had expected that Bei Chuan Temple might appear in the live broadcast room of Yamaguchi Eidesuke and Tanaka Takashi.

But this is not a big deal, as a large-scale studio in various ghost talk forums, it is normal for her to find out the live broadcast of Hidesuke Yamaguchi and Takashi Tanaka.

No matter how overbearing Beichuan Temple is, it is impossible to deprive her of the right to watch the live broadcast.

"There is something there, but I have already solved it."

"Is it resolved so quickly?" Kamiya Mirai's voice was full of disbelief: "That's one of the hottest spiritual attractions in Tokyo right now."

"It's not that the bigger the name, the more powerful the stuff inside." Beichuan Temple replied briefly.

Wraiths are originally a mutated species of human thoughts, and things like fame don't improve them much.

"Hey hey, Temple Lord is indeed the most powerful. By the way, it's so late now, Temple Lord should be going to sleep, right?"

Regarding Kamiya Mirai's heartless laughter, Beichuan Temple just asked a rhetorical question:

"What do you say?"

"Then I won't bother the Monarch!"

The other party hung up the phone immediately after saying this, the action was so fast that even Beichuan Temple couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

But...forget it.

I always have to sleep.

Beichuan Temple simply set the phone to silent, and lay down in bed.

Speechless all night——

The next day, Bei Chuanji paid off the money for the hotel in a refreshed manner and rushed to Odaka Station.

From there, take a bus and transfer to another station to return to Bunkyo District.

He walked all the way thinking about what to do today.

Excluding the fact that Kamiya may suddenly come to his home in the future, he still has two things to do today.

The first one is about the fact that Hitomi Asamiya can see spirit bodies.

To be honest, Beichuan Temple felt that it didn't matter if he could see the spirit body and not see the spirit body, anyway, it was all like that to him.

And to be honest, being able to see the strange stories of the spirit body, in a sense, can also bring good luck and avoid bad luck.

But Hitomi Asamiya is a girl, and it is normal to be afraid of these supernatural things. What Beichuan Temple has to do is to simply comfort Hitomi Asamiya and let her adapt to life after her inspiration has been improved as soon as possible.

The second thing is about Chiba Hotaru's legs.

If there were no accidents, Qianyeying should come to his house today and ask herself to heal her legs.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Temple pulled the hair on his forehead: "I don't know how Eri learned from her."

Beichuan Temple was not at home yesterday, so I don't know how Beichuan Eri is studying, so I must ask when I get home today.

Beichuan Temple still needs to work hard today to prevent his sister from becoming a salted egg.

After changing cars and walking for a while, Beichuan Temple finally saw his home.

And beside the door of Beichuan Temple, there was a black car parked.

Chiba Cang and Chiba Hotaru, who was holding a cane, just got out of the car.

Seeing this scene, Beichuan Temple walked up to say hello without saying a word:

"Miss Firefly."

"...Ah...Senior Beichuan?" Chiba Yingying didn't expect Beichuan Temple to appear from behind. While being taken aback, she felt that she was being rude, so she lowered her head and said:

"Excuse me."

"fine."

Beichuan Temple waved his hand and greeted Chiba Cang again.

"Miss Cang."

"Good morning, Senior Beichuan." Chibakura also bowed his head.

After the three greeted each other, Beichuan Temple raised his hand and opened the door, inviting Chiba Ying and Chiba Cang to enter the house.

Thanks to Gu Gu Tong, Moment of Dreams, Mu Changhui, Li Ming, book friends 141003151112916, ⑨, Yishou Haoshi 001, book friends 20170502001525635, baked bread, chishude who is addicted to novels and eats books for their rewards! Thank you so much!