This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

There is something in the elevator.

Hitomi Asamiya knew this.

But she would never think that something like that appeared from the elevator in the dark...

The dead man’s pale skin, thin, long arms, and an iron cone nailed to its smooth neck, the black liquid ticked down, and in her hand, the iron cone stained with minced meat and blood was glowing with cold. ..

This female resentful spirit just stood there, her neck twisted.

The silent movement suppressed madness.

"Then... is that what Beichuan-student has been facing?" Asamiya Hitomi swayed and stumbled forward.

Has Beichuan Temple always dealt with this kind of thing?

Hitomi Asamiya is simply unimaginable.

Although she and Kitagawa Temple went to the Shinto Shrine last time, it was also led by two sisters, Asamiya Eishi and Shinzu Makie, and she immediately became unconscious afterwards.

This time facing the resentful spirit, the fear that originated from life's instinct made her unable to move for a while.

Has Beichuan Temple been exploring in such a crisis environment?

Hitomi Asamiya stopped, gasping for breath.

Everything in her mind was the scene just now.

The hammer in the opponent's hand had already hit her head, but the next moment, a dazzling golden air current suddenly flashed from her neck.

As this golden air drove the opponent back, the elevator doors opened.

Under this situation, Hitomi Asamiya lifted the last strength of his body and climbed out of the elevator.

At the moment she left, she could still feel the cold and bitter gaze of the other party...

Asamiya Hitomi curled up hard, and while supporting herself with one hand, her body was trembling.

The sensation of general anesthesia has disappeared a lot, and she can finally act, but the sequelae of forced strenuous exercise has also come out.

The intense dizziness and stomach cramps made her vomit all over the place.

After vomiting, the dizzy Asamong Hitomi raised his head and leaned on the wall to stand up.

Her face was pale and her body was still shaking.

But even so, Hitomi Asamiya knew that if he continued to stay in place, the other party might still catch up.

No more...

My vision is a bit blurred.

I might really do it...

Just like before I met Beichuan Temple--

Snapped! ! ! !

Raise your hand!

Hitomi Asamiya slapped herself hard.

"How can you always say these frustrating words!"

The bright red fingerprints carried a fiery pain, which made Ma Gong Hitomi sober a lot.

She took a deep breath.

How could student Beichuan see this kind of unpromising appearance?

"What on earth did you work so long for?... Hitomi Asamiya?"

She muttered to herself.

In order to be able to talk with Beichuan Temple on an equal footing.

Talk normally like a friend.

What would Beichuan student think of himself if he flinched when he met something? What would Eternal Sister and Makie Sister think of themselves?

Asamong Hitomi gritted his teeth, widened his eyes hard, and stood firmly again.

The surrounding environment was illuminated by the flashlight function of the mobile phone she took out.

This is... the school?

Hitomi Asamiya supported the wall and continued to walk forward.

It was clear that I was still in the elevator of the apartment building just now.

She turned her head hard.

Inside the school I have never seen before, it should not be the school I have attended before.

and...

Hitomi Asamiya glanced at the classroom door beside him.

The door of the classroom was dark, giving her an indescribable feeling of palpitations.

It's not even the door of this classroom.

These densely lined up classroom doors are not quite right.

The deep unknown where the gate led, made Asamiya Hitomi couldn't help taking two steps back.

It's better not to go in.

Hitomi Ma Gong swallowed.

She held the phone in one hand and the wall with the other, moving forward step by step.

Every time she walked more than ten meters, she would stop and breathe for a while, and then walk forward.

Although mentally tough, her current physical condition is really not optimistic.

But at this time, in the shadow behind Asamiya Hitomi, the cold urging sound of ‘bang, bang, bang’ iron cone and hammer struck again.

Asamong Hitomi's complexion suffocated, and the movements under her feet accelerated again.

But as I said before, how could Hitomi Ma Gong, who was just over ten meters away to stop and take a breath, escape a resentful spirit in a complete state?

The sound was getting closer and closer, and the sound of the hammer and iron cone was gradually frantic.

The shadow behind it also spread, and the shadow swallowed the path of Asamiya Hitomi, and the chill permeated the entire corridor.

Asamiya Hitomi could even clearly perceive the spiteful gaze coming from the dark place.

Asamong Hitomi's body trembled more and more, and in the end, she lowered her head.

And then--

The sound stopped.

Asamiya Hitomi raised her head in astonishment.

Yes it is.

The sound stopped completely without noticing it.

The shadows behind it were completely diffused, and the clash of hammers and cones that urged their lives had completely disappeared.

but...

Asamong Hitomi looked palely at the blue-white shadow who was standing no more than five meters in front of him.

The black liquid slipped from the eye sockets, the rotten meat on the neck had a rotten smell, and the eyeballs like dead fish and almonds were bulging out.

The spiteful gaze was also firmly nailed to him.

Under such horrible pressure, Asamiya Hitomi opened her mouth wide, and then lowered her head, a hoarse and crying voice came out:

"Ah...ah!!!"

Asamiya Hitomi's legs were trembling, and her voice was distorted with fear.

But even so--

Asamiya Hitomi lowered his head, closed his eyes, and rushed towards the opponent with all his strength.

The remaining stamina is no longer much, and it is impossible to escape.

She only hoped that her collision would consume a little bit...just a little bit of resentment.

Even if it's just a little bit of resentment, then he should be regarded as helping Shang Beichuan classmate, right?

Because Hitomi Asamiya has exhausted all his courage.

The hammer slammed at the left side of his head, and the iron cone on the right wanted to be inserted directly into his eyes...

Maybe it was the death of man, so Asamiya Hitomi could see very clearly.

Bang! ! ! !

This is the sound of a sledge hammer into the flesh.

Hitomi Asamiya stared blankly at the scene that happened in front of him, and he stumbled to the ground.

"Students Bei and Beichuan?!"

She cried out subconsciously.

When she rushed to the Wraith Spirit just now, the ceiling in front of her suddenly collapsed completely.

Beichuan Temple held a sledgehammer in his hand, and directly smashed that piece of the ceiling to collapse.

Even the dark sledgehammer hadn't stopped, and it hit the head of the resentful spirit holding the hammer and iron cone.

Accompanied by a snapping sound.

The hammer of the Wraith Spirit's head was directly swept away by this hammer.

But the next moment, with the scalp-tingling bone twisting sound, the arm of the wraith spirit, who had lost his head, turned the iron cone in an anti-human twist, turning the iron cone toward the head of Beichuan Temple.

The movement that seemed to pierce the head of Beichuan Temple made Asamiya Hitomi subconsciously screamed.

But Beichuan Temple seemed to be prepared.

He threw the lifeless sledgehammer into the hollow of the ceiling, clasped his slender arms with both hands, and then flipped his body lightly like a gymnast.

The powerful inertia only twisted the hammer's wraith's arm into twists in an instant.

But just as Beichuan Temple was able to evade this gouge, the hammer from the other hand of the Wraith Spirit also smashed at his waist.

The hammer was whirring, and the strength on it was amazing just thinking about it.

but--

Beichuan Temple released the arm of the hammer and the resentful spirit in time, and immediately caught the sledgehammer that fell from the air, flipped both hands, took a deep breath, and swung against the opponent's sledgehammer!

Bang! ! ! !

With just one hammer, the other party was smashed into the air by Beichuan Temple.

Even half of his body was broken.

But even like this, Nao Kiazuki hadn't died yet.

In the writhing of resentment, there seemed to be new hands and new heads regenerating.

Beichuan Temple frowned upon seeing this sight.

He took two steps backwards and came to Hitomi Asamiya: "Is it all right?"

"...No, no big problem." Asamiya Hitomi replied subconsciously.

"Oh?" Beichuan Temple took another look at Hitomi Asamiya, then he took out the handkerchief from his pocket and said without any fluctuations in his tone: "wipe his face."

"Hmm..." After hearing Beichuan Temple's words, Hitomi Asamiya touched his face subconsciously.

It starts with a slimy touch.

And it also has a sour smell.

It turned out that part of the vomit just now stuck to her face, and when she rushed to the hammer wraith, she had runny nose and tears, so...

Her face is indeed a mess now.

Ah...ah...

Hitomi Asamiya opened his mouth, "Ahhhhh" for a long time, and finally screamed: "Really, I'm so sorry!"

She hurriedly took the handkerchief handed over by Beichuan Temple and wiped the dirt on her face.

It's strange to say.

Just now she felt fear, despair, weakness, and restlessness.

But after seeing Beichuan Temple, all these feelings disappeared.

Yes... Hitomi Asamiya is still thinking about whether he showed a ugly side in front of Beichuan Temple just now.

I have to say that Beichuan Temple is really a miraculous existence for Hitomi Asamiya.

No matter how panicked, no matter how sad, no matter how scared the scene, as long as there is him, then I can feel incomprehensible.

Seeing Hitomi Asamiya beginning to wipe his face, Beichuan Temple also placed the pitiful Nishikujo beside her, and said in a flat tone:

"You protect your sister Ma Gong."

Regarding Beichuan Temple's words, Poor Nishikujo just pulled another body over and turned it into a hammer.

Holding this small hammer, she jumped up and down on the spot, as if she was telling Beichuan Temple that as long as she stayed here, no matter who it was, don't want to break through the line of defense.

Beichuan Temple nodded, then turned to look at the hammer wraith in front of him.

The other party is still repairing his body, and the squirming resentment is disgusting.

Just as Beichuan Temple wanted to rush up again, the voice of Asamiya Eternal Life suddenly rang in his ears.

She has always been gentle and has a rare anger in her tone: "Temple, I hope you can hand this guy to my sister and me."

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple turned its head sideways.

Under his watch, Asamiya Eternal Life and God Resident Makie floated out of the Kagura bell quickly.

Even the face of God Zhu Maki, who is usually a foolish man, was full of anger.

Should you say that they are Hitomi Asamiya's two older sisters?

Just now I saw that Hitomi Asamiya almost died at the hands of the resentful spirit in front of him, of course the two of them were not happy.

"Whatever you do." Beichuan Temple glanced at the hammer resentful spirit in front of him: "It's just...you should have noticed that the guy in front of you is not the main body."

"Although this is the case... but Yongshi still wants to fulfill the obligations that some sisters should do."

Asamiya Yongshi lowered his head and said to Beichuan Temple, then glanced at Asamiya Hitomi, and said softly: "At least...in terms of cleaning up the dregs of bullying my sister, my sister should still do her duty."

Later, she and God Zhu Maki landed at the same time.

At the same time, four crystal chains protruded instantly under the wide sleeves of the two of them.

The two threw the light gold chains to each other, and while the chains bound the upper and lower bodies of the Wraith Spirit, their positions exchanged at a strange pace.

The fair-skinned wrists turned, the position shifted, and the pale gold kind thoughts eroded the opponent's body surface.

Kamiya Makie and Asamiya Eternal Life seem to be playing with simple needlework.

The chains are the needles and threads thrown out of their hands, and the hundreds of shining incantations are the patterns they knit.

This powerful curse bound the hammer wraith spirit in place, and then screamed in the gods in Makie, ‘I’m going to blow you up to nothing left! Under the yelling of ’, the two of them moved their five fingertips, and the light gold curse exploded in an instant!

Light gold's kind thoughts exudes a strong cleansing power, and it only dissolves the hammer wraith spirit into a pool of fishy yellow liquid in an instant.

After doing this, Asamiya Eternal Life and God Resident Makie returned the chain to the bottom of his sleeve and floated back again.

Beichuan Temple squinted at both of them, his tone unchanged: "Has the qi disappeared?"

Ahem...

Kamizumi Makie gave a dry cough a little uncomfortably, she turned her gaze to the side, not too embarrassed to look at Beichuan Temple.

On the other side, Asamiya Ease bowed his head generously: "It is true that sister Makie and I were impulsive. But I still have to thank Tera-kun for agreeing to my unreasonable request."

"It's okay."

In fact, Beichuan Temple understands the Asamiya Eternal Life and the God Residency Makie very well.

If he was allowed to see someone at school who dared to bully Beichuan Eri, he would probably stop him, and then calmly talk to him for a long time before letting him leave.

Comparing heart to heart, Beichuan Temple did not take this matter to heart.

Beichuan Temple signaled that he didn't care, and then pointed to Hitomi Asamiya: "Let's go and see the situation of Asamiya-classmate, I'll see the wreckage left by the resentful spirit."

"Okay." Asamiya Eternal Life and God Zhu Makie nodded.

Seeing the two of them to check the situation of Ma Gong pupil, Beichuan Temple also strode to the yellowish liquid left by the resentful spirit.

This...

I can't see anything at all.

Beichuan Temple took another look at Asamiya Eternal Life and God Resident Makie.

I really didn't expect that the two of them would have such a heavy hand.