This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

dream...

It's that dream again.

In the rainy weather, the gloom spreads forward in a long way.

On both sides are stone lamps shining with a terrible red brilliance.

The stone lamp is made of gray stone, with slippery moss attached to it.

There are still people around...all people...

These people's faces are full of gray miasma, and at a glance, they all seem to have shifted their facial features.

The priest carried tin rods in his hands...I don't know what these tin rods were used for. The bottom was sharp and slender, and there were three tin rings hung on the top. Just walking a step forward, you could hear the clinking sound.

This crisp voice is very faint in the sound of the heavy rain, and it is accompanied by the chanting chants constantly, giving people a sense of inexplicable gloom.

Everything seems to have lost its color.

Except for the leaping flames, everything is grey...

Go forward...and keep going...

Kamiya can see in the future... she has also become distorted... on her gray arms... with bright totems.

Well? !

Kamiya hit a Ji Ling in the future, turned over and woke up.

"That was... just now?"

Kamiya Miku subconsciously reached out and wiped the sweat off his face.

But at the moment she stretched out her hand, she clearly saw a scarlet totem flashing past her wrist.

The flashing speed of this totem was very fast, and even gave the future of Kamiya a feeling of seeing an illusion.

Ok? !

Kamiya Miku was taken aback for a moment, and then he carefully looked at his wrist again and again.

The snow-white wrists were empty, looking smooth and flat.

"What's wrong? The future?"

Beichuan Temple, who was sleeping next to him, was awakened by her movement. He propped up and looked over calmly.

Hearing Beichuan Temple's question, Kamiya Miku blinked.

Was that a vision just now? Or is there indeed a totem appearing on the wrist?

These Kamiya futures are all unclear.

And the most important thing is to tell Beichuan Temple of this kind of thing, maybe it will only increase his burden...

Kamiya thought about it in the future, and finally clapped his hands, nodded his hair and made a voice like asking for help:

"Temple! Just now, there seems to be a mark like a totem in a dream on my wrist!"

Although I don’t want to add to the burden of Beichuan Temple, this kind of abnormality must be told to Beichuan Temple in advance. If it is really left there, it will eventually cause the problem to become more serious and make Beichuan Temple unable to remedy... Really stupid!

Whether it is a vision or not, it is a wise and correct choice to tell Beichuan Temple about this matter here.

Like in TV series, the heroine found that leukemia and other illnesses were concealed at first, and only told the hero when it finally caused serious illness——

indecisive? That's not her Kamiya future style!

"A totem-like mark in the dream?"

After hearing Kamiya Miku's words, Beichuan Temple directly stretched out his hand to pinch Kamiya Miku's wrist.

And Kamiya Miku was watching him obediently, waiting for the result of his observation.

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple stared at her both hands and wrists for a long time, whether it was lifelessness or the eternal kindness of Asamiya.

But just can't see anything.

Kamiya Miku's hands are still those hands, which are very beautiful hands for Beichuan Temple.

"I can't find anything for the time being."

Beichuan Temple put down Kamiya Miku's wrist, thinking and said: "It seems that there will be more questions to ask tomorrow."

Mu Chi Maiden, Weird Dream... These are all things Beichuan Temple needs to ask Mu Chi's family tomorrow.

Now it seems that the issue of'totem' needs to be added.

Beichuan Temple comforted Shengu and went to sleep again in the future, but he lay down and pondered the problem.

But Beichuan Temple’s thoughts went straight to the dawn of the morning.

Beichuan Temple, who couldn't sleep, got up lightly.

He washed briefly, ate another breakfast, and then took the bus to the long road at Kagoshima Port.

He heard from Nakajima Boss that this long road is the most scenic place nearby, and it is also a good place to relax.

Anyway, I can't sleep now, so I just come to relax and take a look at the scenery.

This road bypassing the port road is exclusively for students from Kagoshima Port to walk on.

Standing here and looking towards the coastline, you can clearly see the scenery of Kagoshima Port in the early morning.

That is a magnificent picture.

Moisture floated on the surface of the sea, but the orange light of dawn penetrated this part of the moisture and directly reflected on the sea surface, and the sparkling sea surface was shining with intoxicating brilliance.

Above this magnificent sea, there are a series of ferry boats and fishing boats moored in the port, and the small fishermen, like ants, come to life on the boat.

They have returned from the net.

This is really a nice view.

Beichuan Temple, who was attracted by this charming scenery, wanted to take a deep breath to feel the morning air... But he suddenly turned his head the next moment, and death flashed through his black eyes.

Looking over from him, one can clearly see a woman in a black kimono standing not far away from him.

The opponent's foot is ebony clogs, with long Ji-style hair. On both sides of his long black hair, there are bow knots tied together.

The surface of the black kimono is decorated with golden carvings and red carvings, which looks expensive and delicate.

People who come out in this suit must not be ordinary people.

Especially the other party can quietly appear beside him, and he is still so close!

No matter how you look at it, it's not normal.

Beichuan Temple narrowed his eyes.

In the lifeless vision, the good thoughts lingering on the opponent's body are clearly visible.

The total amount of kind thoughts is amazing, but looking at it this way, it is estimated that there are already two kind thoughts combined with the two kind spirits of Poor Nishikujo and Godsumi Makie.

But before Beichuan Temple could speak, the other party had already spoken first:

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Beichuan."

"...Mou Chi's family?"

Beichuan Temple turned his wrist, and the crystal clear silver light shone with brilliance on the bottom of his sleeve.

"Yes...but not really." The black kimono woman turned her head to look at Beichuan Temple.

She nodded steadily, then shook her head again.

Is it right?

Beichuan Temple raised eyebrows.

Could this woman want to tell him something about philosophy?

The woman turned her head again, and a soft voice came out again.

"The job of the fishermen is to fish, and the job of the ferryman is to cross the river... Some people think that it is their duty and they should do it..."

"But in fact they do these things just to fish to survive, to cross the river to make money... In essence, they are just to survive."

Her words stopped at this point, seemingly unfinished.

The woman turned her head, her black eyes stared at Beichuan Temple unblinkingly:

"From the perspective of rationality and blood relationship, I am indeed a member of the Mu Chi family, but this time I temporarily let go of the Mu Chi family's responsibilities, which I depend on for survival, to meet Mr. Beichuan, so I can also say that I am not from the Mu Chi family. people."

While she was talking, she kept looking at Beichuan Temple, and then she showed a dumb look: "Such a thick ‘禊’...Is it? That’s how it is."

"What are you trying to say?"

Beichuan Temple turned his wrists, watching the woman's movements all the time.

"What do I want to say... it doesn't matter to Mr. Beichuan, what is more important is what Mr. Beichuan wants to hear, right?"

The other party stepped back and said in a gentle voice: "At two o'clock in the afternoon, I am waiting for Mr. Beichuan at Mou Chi's house. I will answer some of Mr. Beichuan's questions by then."

After saying this, the woman turned and left.

The wooden clogs made a crisp sound when they touched the ground.

then--

The wooden clogs stopped, and the black kimono woman raised her head in astonishment.

Because Beichuan Temple has simply stopped her directly.

Seeing her amazed expression, Beichuan Temple said blankly: "Since you know what happened to me, you will naturally know the future, and the matter of the'Mu Chi Witch' should be considered relatively confidential in Mu Chi's family. That’s right. According to my guess, you should be a relatively high-status person in the Mou Chi family."

Mu Chi Qingluo, who is in charge of the Tokyo area, doesn't know what the purpose of looking for the Miko Muchi is, but the women in front of them seem to know very well. From here, we know the high status of women in black kimono.

In that case--

Then you can't let her go!

Dare to appear directly in front of me, still a high-level figure in Mou Chi's family...

"What do you want to do?"

The black kimono woman's complexion tightened, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

This time she contacted Beichuan Temple in advance, in fact, she wanted Beichuan Temple to think that she was an unpredictable person.

but...

Seeing the expression in Beichuan Temple's eyes shining brightly, women in black kimono no longer had the initial optimism.

"What do I want to do?" Beichuan Temple looked at the black kimono woman in front of him, and didn't figure out the meaning of her question.

In a sense, he is still hostile to Mou Chi's family.

There is an intelligence source that can directly inquire about intelligence in front of him. Will he choose to let it go?

Is this impossible?

Although the other party just said a lot of philosophical things like Rory, it doesn't fundamentally change the fact that she is weaker than herself.

"Could it be that you thought I would simply let you go because you said a few words that sounded like philosophical things?"

Beichuan Temple squinted and asked.

"Ah..." The black kimono woman opened her mouth wide.

According to Beichuan Temple's statement...this is indeed the truth.

When Kamiya Miku is placed in front of a black kimono woman, she will definitely not let Kamiya Miku go.

This is a normal way of thinking.

Having said that, Beichuan Temple did not continue to talk about it. When he turned his wrist, a lifeless sledgehammer appeared.

Fortunately, it is still early in the morning, and there are no people on this coastal road, so Beichuan Temple can act so unscrupulously!

"What do you want to do?!"

The black kimono woman screamed again in surprise and anger.

"......" Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple was a bit speechless.

He felt that this woman in black kimono was a bit uncomfortable.

Isn't it clear what he wants to do?

Beichuan Temple shook his head, and walked over directly.

Women in black kimonos symbolically made a few good thoughts, but they were all evaded by Beichuan Temple at an extraordinary speed.

then--

Then she was pinched by Beichuan Temple directly.

The black kimono women opened their eyes wide, and it seemed that they had never expected that things would turn out to be what they are now.

She hurriedly yelled: "Stop! I am the current Patriarch of the Mou Chi family! Mu Chi Zhenshi!"

Mu Chi Zhenshi directly revealed his identity, hoping to shock Beichuan Temple.

"Isn't that better?" Beichuan Temple's eyes were already shining.

Isn't it better? !

The owner will know more information! Also know more about the secrets of the witch of Mou Chi!

This is simply a source of human information that can act!

Beichuan Temple was still hesitating whether to knock this woman out directly.

Now that he knew the identity of the other party, his original hesitation turned into a happy determination.

Raised his hand without hesitation.

A hammer hit her head.

With little strength, he just stunned Mou Chi Zhenshi.

He directly carried it on his shoulders, rushing towards the Nakajima family with a burst of full speed, and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect to come out to relax and meet the current Patriarch of the Mou Chi family..."

Then he added two sentences in a low voice:

"Fortunately, this Patriarch looked stupid and appeared directly in front of me, giving me such a big opportunity."

It is estimated that this woman Mu Chi Zhenshi is not afraid of anyone at all because of her identity as the head of the Patriarch.

She must have also thought that Beichuan Temple would throw a rat-judging device because of her Patriarch's status, and would not do anything to her, so she appeared in front of Beichuan Temple so carelessly.

But the end result is that Beichuan Temple does not eat her at all.

Asking is the hammer to greet first.

When he went out to relax, he abducted Patriarch Mou Chi and went home.

This is really a good thing.

Beichuan Temple couldn't help thinking.

He turned his head and looked at Mou Chi Zhenshi's appearance in a coma with his mouth open, with satisfaction in his heart.

The Patriarch who gave it so freely, I hope to come more in the future.

......

Mu Chi Zhenshi woke up amidst a burst of noise.

When she woke up, she could still feel the coma from deep in her brain.

She shook her head and glanced around subconsciously.

Then she found that someone was watching her.

And it's not just one!

One is the female Shan Ling in a white kimono sitting in front of her.

There are some moles of tears dotted around the corner of the other party's eyes, and his eyes are delicate and look very restrained.

The other was Shan Ling, who was wearing a shrine maiden's clothes, holding the game console in his hand. As soon as she woke up, she hurriedly turned around and called Beichuan Temple's name noisily.

one left...

"Well...?"

Mu Chi Zhenshi couldn't help turning his head.

It was a puppet good spirit, although it looked tattered and hideous...but the other party was indeed a good spirit.

The other party was carefully sewing something with a fine needle.

At this moment, feeling his own gaze, this puppet good spirit also subconsciously raised his head.

The button eyes meet with oneself.

then--

The Muppet Shanling leaned back and fell to the ground suddenly, seeming to be frightened by his own gaze.

"???" Mu Chi Zhenshi.

She opened her mouth and subconsciously wanted to speak.

Then I heard a cold voice coming from top to bottom.

"you're awake?"