This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The next day, Beichuan Temple returned to its original lifestyle, getting up early to exercise, cooking and going out.

Hearing from Beichuan Eri that she had to go out to meet the appointment today, Beichuan Temple gave this salty egg sister a day off.

After notifying Chiba Hotaru, Beichuan Temple stayed at home until 8:30 before leaving for Kamiya's house.

Kamiya Mirai had been watching by the door of the house early on, and when he saw Beichuan Temple approaching, he ran to him anxiously.

"Si Jun, let's go." Shen Gu Mirai has completely changed into spring clothes today, looking beautiful and conspicuous.

"Um."

Since Kamiya Mirai came by himself, Beichuan Temple naturally had nothing to say. He nodded and walked towards the station with the other party.

There is no need to repeat the process of walking to the station and taking a train.

It was already past nine forty by the time Kamiya Mirai and Kitagawa Temple traveled from Bunkyo District to Nerima District Sumono Community.

This is Kobayashi Kiyoi's home.

Mirai Kamiya and Beichuan Temple pressed the dialer at the bottom of the building, and they directly called Kiyoi Kobayashi's house in Room 412.

It was a woman who answered:

"Hello? Excuse me, who is it?"

"Hello, Aunt Xiaolin, I sent you an email yesterday and wanted to visit your Shengu." In the future, Shengu showed an inexplicable demeanor in receiving people and things. There is a very comfortable feeling.

The woman who answered the number gave an 'ah', and then replied:

"It's really rude, I'll open the door right now, please come in."

Accompanied by a crisp sound of 'jumping', the thick glass door of the entrance hall opened.

"Let's go, Monarch."

"Um."

The two of them didn't talk much, they pushed open the door and boarded the elevator, and pressed down to the fourth floor.

After more than ten seconds of waiting, Beichuan Temple and Kamiya Mirai officially reached the fourth floor.

According to the house number, Beichuan Temple and Kamiya Mirai will soon come to Room 412 Kobayashi.

There, a middle-aged woman with anxious eyes was standing by the door waiting for the two of them.

"Hello, Aunt Kobayashi." A spring-like smile appeared on the face of Shengu Mirai.

"Hello." Beichuan Temple followed behind and nodded.

"Hello... are you Kamiya and Kitagawa? Please come in."

It seems that Mirai Kamiya also chatted with Kiyoi Kobayashi's mother for a while last night, and taking that opportunity, Mirai Kamiya also introduced Beichuan Temple to Aunt Kobayashi.

Kobayashi Qingjing's mother is Xiaolin Zaoji, a full-time wife, her husband Xiaolin Miao is a technical employee in an IT industry, and Kobayashi Qingjing is their only only child.

Kobayashi welcomed Beichuan Temple and Kamiya Mirai into the house early on, and immediately served tea.

"Please use."

"Thank you." Kamiya thanked in the future. At the same time, she tilted her small head and looked around pretending to be curious: "Speaking of which, Auntie, where is Kiyoi? It's been a long time since I saw him, and I haven't seen him come out to catch up on the old days?"

Kamiya looked very familiar with Kobayashi Kiyoi in the future, if Beichuan Temple knew that the other party had never contacted Kobayashi Kiyoi at all, she might have been tricked by her.

But Xiaolin Zaoji didn't know this. When she heard Shengu Mirai asking such a question, she couldn't help but pause when serving tea, and a sad look appeared on her face.

"Aunt Xiaolin? What's wrong with you? Why are you so sad? What happened?"

Seeing that Kobayashi was about to cry early, Kamiya Mirai hurriedly got up and asked with great concern.

Something bad instinctively flashed in her and Beichuan Temple's hearts.

Kiyoi Kobayashi, who hasn't been seen for a long time, and Soki Kobayashi, who showed such an expression...

Could it be that something really happened to Kobayashi Kiyoi?

"It's okay." Kobayashi Zaoji sighed: "I was already mentally prepared to tell you about Qingjing when you came here."

"What happened?" Kamiya Mirai asked in a deep voice.

Kobayashi Zaoji sighed again: "Qingjing...his mental state is not very good, and we have already sent him to the hospital."

"Are you not in a good state of mind?"

"Yeah." Kobayashi Zaoji fell into memories:

"That happened about last month. At the beginning, Kiyoi told us that someone was in his room and someone was peeping at him secretly, but we didn't care at the time because this was the fourth floor, Kamiya-san and Beichuan-san You should have seen it when you came up. To enter this building, someone must open the door...and the security of this building has always been very good."

"No one can have such a great ability to go through the gate, bypass the security, and deliberately bypass us to enter Qingjing's room, right?"

"That's true." Kamiya Mirai nodded.

"Miao and I were just perfunctory to our son at the time, but we didn't expect that there would be a follow-up to the matter."

Kobayashi wiped his eyes with a paper towel: "A week later, Qingjing was fine. He went to school and chatted with friends, and Miao and I were relieved. But one time when I came home from shopping, I found Qingjing I actually want to hold a knife and think..."

Speaking of this, Kobayashi broke down in tears early.

Kobayashi Kiyoi wanted to commit suicide by cutting his wrists, and was inexplicably aggressive.

His eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, and he was still murmuring something in his mouth.

"It was only when we asked someone to subdue him that we heard his babble." Xiao Lin Zaoji's mood stabilized, she took another tissue and continued:

"Kyoi was saying: 'Don't come here, don't come here, kid... kid!!!'. I don't know what those words mean, and then the doctor diagnosed him with severe mania and hallucinations. Auditory hallucinations. Now we have transferred him to the hospital for treatment."

Was transferred to the hospital for treatment?

Beichuan Temple and Kamiya Mirai looked at each other.

"I wanted to tell you in the email yesterday, but since Kiyoi got sick, few of his friends have come to see him... so... I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Auntie." Kamiya held the poor woman's hand in the future: "Can you tell us which hospital Qingjing is in? Temple Lord and I want to visit."

"Hmm..." Xiaolin Zaoji wanted to cry again.

Seeing Mirai Kamiya's cute face and serious expression, she nodded gently and told her and Beichuan Temple the address of the hospital.

——This really is a society that looks at faces.

 …

After saying goodbye to Kobayashi Saki, Kamiya couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief in the future, and glanced at the note that Kobayashi Saki gave him in his hand.

The address of the hospital and Kiyoi Kobayashi's ward number were written on it.

As soon as he left the apartment building, Mirai Kamiya turned his face and said:

"It's still the master of the temple who is smart enough to predict that something happened to Xiaolin Qingjing in advance."

These words, which were obviously suspected of pleasing Beichuan Temple, did not change Beichuan Temple's expression much.

He just looked at the note in Kamiya Mirai's hand, and pointed out sharply:

"If a strange story is true, then those who have been involved with it will be more or less affected. After Hoshino Nana's incident, Kamiya, you should be very clear."

"This effect may be auditory and visual hallucinations caused by being entangled in resentment, or it may be a precursor to being possessed, and it is more likely to be the same as Ishikawa Kaito."

"I got it! I got it!" Kamiya Mirai rubbed his temples: "I'm only in charge of peripheral investigations, and I won't do dangerous things."

Beichuan Temple said so much because he did not want her to be in danger, and Kamiya will know in the future.

She also knew that if she was involved, she would only bring trouble to Beichuan Temple.

"It's good that you know."

Beichuan Temple's tone was still stiff, but Mirai Kamiya didn't care.

She was humming a ditty, and she was still muttering "Si Jun Si Jun" in her heart.

The two soon arrived at the hospital where Kobayashi Kiyoi was admitted.

After greeting the nurse at the front desk, the two went through the registration procedures and went to the fourth floor of the annex building to enter the psychiatric ward.

In fact, most of the patients here are patients with depression, insomnia, delusions, transient aphasia, and mania.

More serious patients will be transferred to a professional mental hospital for closed treatment.

Fortunately, Kobayashi Kiyoi did not have any violent behavior after being admitted to the hospital, which is why Beichuan Temple and Kamiya can visit the sick so easily in the future——

Originally, Mirai Kamiya and Beichuan Temple thought so.

But when they saw many doctors and nurses gathered around the ward for the purpose of their trip, they instinctively felt something was wrong.

Accompanied by the exclamation of the crowd, the human wall formed by doctors and nurses was forcibly separated, and a young man with pale complexion and yellow hair in blue and white hospital clothes rushed out.

With scarlet eyes and saliva hanging from his mouth, he rushed directly towards Shen Gu Future.

"Stop him! Stop him!"

Someone yelled.

Kamiya Mirai showed an unfazed side, she turned her head to look at Beichuan Temple, and reported: "He is Kobayashi Kiyoi!"

"Yes." Beichuan Temple nodded.

But in fact, there is no need for Kamiya Mirai to tell Beichuan Temple.

With his extraordinary dynamic eyesight, Beichuan Temple had already seen the faint blue and purple scratches on the opponent's right wrist.

He just moved his foot to block the future of Kamiya, and then raised his right foot, just inserted into the gap between Kobayashi Kiyoi's crotch who was running over, and at the same time pushed his knee forward.

Pat——

This quick and precise kick made Kobayashi Kiyoi lose his center of gravity and fall forward.

Beichuan Temple didn't watch him fall, he didn't move at all, he stretched out his right hand to hold the opponent's neckline, so that the opponent kept falling forward, but he couldn't use his strength.

Right wrist exerted force, a hidden force pulled Kobayashi Kiyoi to stand firm, at the same time, Beichuan Temple's left hand slipped out from the bottom of the sleeve and landed on the scratch of the opponent's right hand.

The dead air spewed out nimbly, softly covering the blue-purple child's paw print on the opponent's right hand.

All this happened in an instant.

Even Mirai Kamiya, who is the closest to Beichuan Temple, only saw Kobayashi Kiyoi who was rushing forward inexplicably fell forward, and then fell back, like a ball being played by Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple's expressionless Bingshan expression was in stark contrast to Kobayashi Kiyoi's screaming and distorted expression.

"Stop! What are you doing?!"

The doctor from the hospital finally came. He looked at Kobayashi Kiyoi who was sweating profusely, and called Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple glanced at him, and then said to Kobayashi Kiyoi, whose eyes gradually revealed a trace of clarity:

"My name is Beichuan Temple, and I will visit you again some day."

Then Beichuan Temple helped Xiao Lin Qingjing to stabilize, and said to the doctor: "The patient is fine, don't worry."

"...Really?" The doctor walked over suspiciously and supported Xiao Lin Qingjing. After checking up and down and confirming that no wounds were found, he apologized a little: I'm sorry, sir. I only care about patients. Sorry for the collision. thank you for your help. "

After hearing this, Beichuan Temple only frowned: "It's okay."

"Thank you for your understanding." The middle-aged doctor bowed to Beichuan Temple, turned around and carried Kiyoi Kobayashi into the ward with his colleagues.

Shen Gu looked at them to leave in the future, and said curiously: "Si Jun, you were not angry just now?"

"Why should I be angry?" Beichuan Temple tilted his head.

"Because...because of the doctor's attitude...I thought you would be angry, Mr. Si."

"Only a doctor who cares about the patient's physical condition is a good doctor. I have no reason to be angry with them."

Beichuan Temple looked indifferent, and there was indeed no dissatisfaction when speaking.

"Then shall we go there? Kiyoi Kobayashi——"

"There's no need to go there." Beichuan Temple took a deep look at Kobayashi Kiyoi who was carried back:

"The purpose of our trip has been achieved."

"Have you reached it?" Shengu Future was taken aback.

Beichuan Temple nodded, and at the same time stretched out his left wrist.

There, blue-purple scratches appeared at some point.

It was like the fingerprints of a child!

 …

When removing the fingerprints with death energy, Beichuan Temple noticed that as long as he had that thought, he seemed to be able to transfer the curse of the fingerprints to himself.

He thought so, and he did.

The curse that others can't avoid, but Beichuan Temple is willing to accept it.

"Is this the bluish-purple cursed finger mark?" Shen Gu Future's eyes were full of curiosity.

Her white palms also looked back and forth at Beichuan Temple's wrist.

It's just that what surprised Beichuan Temple was that Kamiya Mirai touched his palm inexplicably as he flipped through it, and pressed it lightly with his fingers.

Look here, look there, her originally pink and fair cheeks have also become bright red.

"What are you doing? Kamiya?" Beichuan Temple asked with a frown.

"Ah? Hey? What are you doing?! I didn't do anything!"

Kamiya Mirai shrank his hands as if getting an electric shock, and then swung them vigorously.

Beichuan Temple withdrew his hand, and continued: "This is probably the blue-purple scratch recorded in "The Lost Royal River". I don't know what it does for the time being, so I left it."

"Is nothing going to happen? Monarch?" Kamiya asked worriedly in the future.

"It's under my control. As long as I use my death energy, I can erase it. It's just that I want to investigate further."

Beichuan Temple did not act recklessly, he could clearly feel that this curse was something it could control.

So, what is the origin of this finger mark?

Beichuan Temple couldn't help thinking about it.

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