This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

"Because I accepted your payment, Miss Nakajima."

Beichuan Temple straightened up and gave the reason.

Hearing these words, Mika Nakajima scratched her head again, her expression surprised: "That's the only thing?"

"What other reason do you want?" Beichuan Temple walked to the stove and began to prepare breakfast: "I will complete the commission I received the money. I will do what I promised. This is a normal thing."

Some people may not understand and feel that Beichuan Temple does not need to do this for Nakajima Mihana, but Beichuan Temple has reasons to do it. After all, this is what it promises to do.

Of course, 20 million yen is a little bit and a little reason for Kitagawa Temple, but it is only a little bit.

To reiterate, Beichuan Temple feels that it is difficult to impress him with simple money. He did this only for the love and promise between himself and Chiba Hotaru.

Mika Nakajima looked at Kitagawa Temple Furui Bubo's gaze, and a touch of emotion flashed in her heart. Her mouth moved, and she was embarrassed to spit out words that did not blame him at all.

She knew that Beichuan Temple was for her own good, but

Nakajima thought about it, her expression turned into a sullen face again.

"Let's eat." Beichuan Temple took out the dinner plate and greeted coldly.

Today's Beichuan Temple didn't simply get some bread and eat it as usual. He boiled fish bone konbu soup and made a few side dishes.

After all, there is a sick person in my family, and I don’t think so much about giving them bread for breakfast.

"good to eat!"

Beichuan Eri is the same salted egg as always, and it is delicious when you open your mouth and shut your mouth.

Fortunately, she knew she was going to wash the dishes, otherwise she would really be farther and farther away from the road of salted eggs.

After dinner, Beichuan Temple and Beichuan Eri went out to class, leaving Mihana Nakajima to stay at home alone.

"Then we will leave first, Miss Nakajima."

"Bon Voyage."

Mika Nakajima waved to Kitagawa Temple.

Seeing them disappear on the other side of the street corner, Nakajima hurried back home and came to the place where the rattan was hung at Beichuan Temple.

"I'm sorry, Beichuan-kun, although I am very grateful for your care for me, but I can't waste your time for my own reasons."

She muttered, took a deep breath, took the cane off, and hid it in her room.

From Beichuan Eri and Beichuan Temple, she can feel kindness, but this kindness is not acceptable to her now.

because

Nakajima Mihua's cell phone rang, she looked at the person's name on it and connected to the phone, her voice suddenly indifferent:

"What can you do with me?"

"Xinhua, it's almost time for you to go home. I have put you out in the wild for two years."

"Leave me out for two years?" Nakajima took a deep breath and slowly said, "Then I really want to thank you."

"Relying on the convenience of the consortium to give me all kinds of troubles."

"Forcing me to live by eating instant noodles for a period of time."

"Living in a friend's house."

The more she talked, the colder her voice became, and in the end it became even colder.

""

There was silence on the phone for a long time, and then he sighed: "Sinhua, I know you hate me and understand why you hate me. I can even admit that you do have a lot of influence as a singer now, but what can you do? How? You are from the Nakajima family after all."

"I have my own way of living, and the Nakajima family can't influence me."

After Nakajima said these words, she hung up the phone.

She looked at the ceiling in a daze, "It's all this time. It's useless to say so much, father."

Thinking like this, Mihana Nakajima sang slowly:

"March is coming soon."

"The cherry blossoms are already in full bloom."

"The sky is blue, so nice."

"Is it stupid to cry because the sky is blue?"

The next day, Nakajima Mihana, who was sleeping, was awakened by a knock on the door.

When she woke up, she subconsciously touched the cane hidden under the bed.

When she found that the cane was still there, she nodded in satisfaction and consciously put on a pink and white sportswear, planning to convince Beichuan Temple this time.

After all, it was because the other party was holding the cane in the hands of Beichuan Temple yesterday. After hiding the cane, she naturally had a lot of leeway to talk to Beichuan Temple.

When I went downstairs, before I had time to go out, Beichuan Temple took out the same oil-soaked rattan from the shoe cabinet.

"???" Nakajima Mihana.

How is this going? Didn't I hide everything? Why is there still in the hands of Mr. Beichuan?

Beichuan Temple gave her a look of bewilderment, and then Beichuan Temple twirled the cane and replied:

"I don't know who hid yesterday's cane, but it doesn't matter. I made a dozen of them the night before. The person who secretly hid the cane must have never thought of it. Are you right? Miss Nakajima."

"Oh, yes."

You say that it is.

Mihana Nakajima swallowed and touched her **** subconsciously, a look of mourning also appeared on her depressed face.

I thought I was okay today, but it still looked like a big problem.

She also gave up struggling, after all, Beichuan Temple still has a dozen canes on hand, and you can’t do as much as the other party.

Originally, she was thinking about salting fish now, so naturally she didn't plan to do what she couldn't do.

She started to walk fast again under the spur of Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple carried a cane in his hand, following her like a shadow.

The two went one after the other and went home for dinner after thirty minutes had passed.

"Then I will leave Eri and I, Miss Nakajima."

"Ah, a good journey."

Mihana Nakajima touched her head, always feeling that something was wrong.

How do you feel that this scene overlaps with yesterday?

She shook her head, pressed down on the messy thoughts, grabbed the apple in the fruit plate and started to gnaw.

How to pass the time next?

Mika Nakajima is also not quite clear.

"It's still so early, so why don't you go out and stroll around."

She ate the apple three times, then went back to the room and found out her peaked cap, big sunglasses and mask, put on the wallet key and went out.

On the other side, Beijing North High School.

"Ms. Nakajima has been unable to exert her energy?" Kamiya Miku tilted her head and looked at Beichuan Temple beside her.

"Almost, but I can understand her."

Beichuan Temple nodded.

There have been rumors about the various reasons why Nakajima Mika stopped singing activities.

Among them, the most prevalent is the remarks about physical condition.

As this group of fans said, Nakajima was indeed ill, and she was still suffering from acute leukemia, which caused her to stop her singer activities.

And according to Chiba Hotaru, Mika Nakajima's family seems to have some reasons, which has caused Mika Nakajima's recent psychological condition to deteriorate drastically.

As the saying goes, psychological conditions will drive physical conditions.

Nakajima is about to undergo bone marrow transplantation in half a year. The success rate is actually not low. However, she is now determined to make people feel that she can't pass this level at all. The original good surgery success rate may also be affected by her. This mentality is pulled down.

Moreover, even if there is now a suitable bone marrow, Mika Nakajima must overcome the possible rejection reactions after the operation, but what will happen to her current thoughts and thoughts even after the operation is successful?

"The future is worrying."

Beichuan Temple simply commented.

But even if the future is worrying, Beichuan Temple feels that since he has already accepted the money, he must go all out, at least not to watch the employer die like this.

Even if death-gas treatment cannot treat leukemia, can it solve the problem of postoperative rejection?

Beichuan Temple looked at his empty hands.

Worth trying

"Tea-kun, if it's what you just said, I think I should be able to help." Kamiya Miku leaned over: "If Tera-kun believes in me, I can find out the family background behind Miss Nakajima, and I will help. Investigators, although I don’t know if the investigation is useful, but if the real cause can be known, the problem will be easily solved, right?

"If Temple Lord Believe Me"

The magnificent colors gleamed in Kamiya Miku's eyes, which made Beichuan Temple subconsciously look over.

"If Mr. Si believes in me, I think I can do everything."

After saying this, Kamiya Miku's white and pink cheeks floated blush at an astonishing speed, but her big eyes still looked at Beichuan Temple unblinking.

Under such a strong gaze, Beichuan Temple did not deviate from his sight, he asked:

"Then please, Kamiya."

"One more request!"

Kamiya Miku stretched out his index finger and placed it next to his cherry pink lips.

"If I help Monarch Si this time, I hope to make a request."

Beichuan Temple also agreed with Kamiya's future words.

Kamiya Miku has also helped him a lot along the way, and it is only natural that she wants to be paid.

Beichuan Temple treats each other as a friend, of course it will not take advantage of her.

"Of course, because Kamiya, you really helped me a lot, just as it was to repay my previous favor, 20 million yen, I'm six and four. How about?"

Beichuan Temple proposed a relatively reasonable way of dividing.

""Kamigu future.

The corners of Kamiya Miku's mouth twitched, and her eyes became unspeakable. She said in a faint voice: "Temple, do you think my request is only money?"

Ok?

Beichuan Temple's eyes were stagnant, and he asked incomprehensibly: "You don't like money?"

Is there anyone in this world who doesn't like money?

If you want to say that you are indifferent to things like ‘money’, Beichuan Temple believes it, but if you want to say that you don’t like money, it’s a bit too fake.

"I like money." Kamiya Miku's big eyes rolled, and he pouted and said, "But with the kind of lines I have just now that are especially girly, can you only think of money? For example, The relationship between us"

"The relationship between us?" Kitagawa Temple narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said after thinking: "You and I are already inseparable friends, so I will tell you about Miss Nakajima."

A close and inseparable relationship? !

Kamiya Miku's pink lips trembled when he heard these words, and he turned around hurriedly to prevent Beichuan Temple from seeing the overly bright smile on his face.

She thought happily in her heart:

is it? is it? Si Jun and I have long been in this relationship, so there is no way. Since it is an ‘inseparable relationship of friends’, then it is natural for me to help, right? Well, that's right. After all, it is Mr. Temple! Help is also necessary!

Kamiya Mirai coughed a few times, and then turned around: "Since this is the case, then I think Mr. Temple should give me a different name.'Kamiku' is too fertile. Why don't you call me the future?"

Her big talking eyes flickered.

"In the future? It won't be a big problem for you to ask me so."

It was just another name for Kamiya Miku, Beichuan Temple felt nothing.

"There is also the issue of remuneration. I don’t have money to spend now, and most of the work is carried out by the monarch on his own, so I personally think it’s not good for me to take 40%. The end is just collecting data and analysis. Anyone can do this kind of thing."

Kamiya Miku made recommendations:

"Lord Temple keep it for me temporarily. I will ask Mr. Temple when I have the opportunity to use it in the future, and if there is no chance, I will let him use it.

This sentence has many meanings, which Kamiya Miku deliberately put forward.

If there is such a day, Beichuan Temple's money will be her money, and her things will also be Beichuan Temple's things, no matter how you deposit it, of course you don't need to manage the money.

"" Beichuan Temple did not answer, only nodded in agreement.

He didn't expect that Kamiya would be so relieved in the future, so that a large amount of money would be deposited with him.

Beichuan Temple didn't want to eat her share of the money either, and if he really used that share of money in the future, he wouldn't be stingy.

Besides

Always feel that Kamiya's future state seems a bit excited?

This is not quite right.

Kamiya has always been holding back his mind in the future. How can an eccentric girl show such a excited expression now?

Beichuan Temple did not ask for the reason, and greeted at the usual pace:

"Then trouble you, in the future."

In Beichuan Temple's gaze, Kamiya Miku's body shook, and immediately pretended to be indifferent and said; "Temple, can you call me again."

Ok? ? ? ? ?

"future."

"Cough cough, come again and again, Mr. Temple!"

But this time Beichuan Temple refused.

He looked at the girl in front of him with weird eyes, and his tone revealed a sense of indiscretion: "No."

"Hey? Why?! It's just a name, right?"

Kamiya Miku panicked, the expression on his face didn't hold back.

"On the other hand, I can also ask you, why do you keep asking me to call your name?"

"Because I want to hear it!"

Kamiya Miku replied arrogantly.

In response to her arrogant appearance, Beichuan Temple's response method was also very simple, he turned his gaze to one side indifferently:

"But I don't want to call."

"Hey, don't bully people so much, Mr. Temple."

Kamiya Miku followed the figure of Beichuan Temple who turned and left.

Her clear voice was heard from the small rooftop.

"Call it again! Just once! Temple Lord!"

"No way."

""