This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening when he was dragged to the dining place by Yoshiko Okano.

The two of them entered a Yatai food stall.

The so-called yatai is actually a very common food stall in Japan.

Its overall shape is similar to a small van, with wheels on the bottom, benches around it, a pavement on the top, and various colors of tarpaulins hanging outside. When the stall is closed, it is directly dragged away.

The sentimental boss will write on the tarpaulin the main snack food of this store, and also provide drinks such as sake, beer, and orange juice.

Beichuan Temple and Okano Ryoko entered such a store.

Although the space of the yatai is quite narrow, the environment of this store recommended by Yoshiko Okano is very good.

Among them, the oden is gurgling white steam, full of tangy aroma, and the light yellow light has a warm feeling of home. At first glance, you can tell that the counter with a sense of age has been wiped shiny by the boss.

The boss in a dark blue half-length apron is carrying this side of his back, unhurriedly grilling roasted bird skewers.

It's not yet time for the office workers to eat, so it's no wonder the other party is still so slow.

"Boss He Yuan! I'm here."

As soon as she sat down, Okano Yoshiko greeted the boss.

"Ah, isn't this Ryoko?"

Boss He Yuan smiled kindly when he heard Ryoko Okano's voice. He wiped his hands and turned around calmly, looking at Beichuan Temple and Ryoko Okano: "There is another small customer."

"Hello, Boss Heyuan." Beichuan Temple greeted.

"Haha...you're welcome, please sit down."

Boss He Yuan is a middle-aged man with a black beard and a spotless apron. He has kind eyes and smiles when he sees everyone. He looked at Beichuan Temple and then at Ryoko Okano, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

Yoshiko Okano is a regular customer who frequents his place.

It's just that every time she came here, she was alone, and she drank a lot, and she felt like a hero in the wine country, which naturally left an impression on him.

Two people come and go again and again, and they are familiar with each other.

But it was the first time Boss He Yuan saw her bring someone over for dinner.

And he's still such a tender-looking boy...

Could this be Ryoko's boyfriend?

Boss He Yuan moved his mind.

It is said that people like to meddle in their own business when they are old, but in fact he is the same. After all, Yoshiko Okano is a woman who often comes to drink alone, even if she is a policeman, it is not safe.

If she could find a boyfriend, it would not only ensure her safety, but also bring one more person over for dinner in the future, which would undoubtedly be great.

Okano Yoshiko is a big client of her own house, and every time she comes here, she spends 10,000 to 20,000 yen, if she brings an extra mouth——

Besides, Okano Yoshiko found a boyfriend, which is also a win-win thing.

Just when he was looking at Beichuan Temple and Okano Ryoko, Okano Ryoko stood by the counter indifferently, and shouted loudly: "Boss, old rules."

"Okay." Boss Heyuan laughed twice, took out the small plate in a calm manner, took out a few strings of oden such as shellfish and fish eggs, and placed them in front of Ganna Ryoko and Beichuan Temple , he asked, "Liangzi, what is the name of this little brother?"

"You can just call him Beichuan." Yoshiko Okano picked up a string of oden and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of the burning, hesitatingly said.

Boss He Yuan nodded to Beichuan Temple, and then said hello: "So it's Brother Beichuan."

"En." Beichuan Temple nodded politely, and began to eat, his face was cold, as if he had no intention of flirting with Yoshiko Okano at all.

Seeing the two of them like this, Boss He Yuan opened his mouth and was a little dumb.

Okano Yoshiko is like a straight girl of steel, she doesn't care about his assist just now.

Beichuan Temple just ate and ate, as if he didn't pay the bill when the time came.

Boss He Yuan coughed again, brought up the roasted bird skewers, and asked pretending not to care, "Is this your little boyfriend? Liangzi?"

Cough cough cough——

After hearing this, Okano Yoshiko coughed several times, her face flushed red, as if something was stuck in her throat.

She patted Beichuan Temple's shoulder vigorously.

Bei Chuan Si, who also heard Boss He Yuan's words but looked like nothing happened, turned around expressionlessly and patted her on the back lightly.

call--

Okano Ryoko let out a breath, took another sip of ice water, and then pointed to Beichuan Temple who was sweeping away the snacks without any fluctuation in expression, and said, "Boss Heyuan, you, you said this guy is my little boy." Boyfriend?"

There was a bit of humor in her tone, but also a bit of good humor.

"Isn't it?" Boss He Yuan smiled calmly.

He is already a person who is living like a human being, and seeing Yoshiko Okano's attitude just now, he actually understands a thing or two.

"Of course not." Okano Ryoko said without changing his expression, "I still want to live a few more years. If Beichuan boy becomes my boyfriend, I'm afraid I'll be pissed to death within a few months."

"Not now, but not necessarily in the future." Boss He Yuan carelessly fiddled with the tempura that was being fried in the frying pan.

This can be regarded as the professional skill of the boss of the house.

Able to pick up the topic just right and humorously make the guests laugh.

"Haha, it's impossible." Yoshiko Okano laughed, and picked up a grilled bird skewer as if nothing had happened.

Boss Heyuan glanced at Yoshiko Okano, then turned to look at Beichuan Temple.

From sitting down to putting things on the table, Beichuan Temple didn't stop eating for a moment. His movements were fast and efficient.

This look seems to be indifferent to the topic that Boss He Yuan just said.

But it can't be like this!

A beautiful girl like Yoshiko Okano is by your side!

He couldn't point it out directly, he could only stare at the other person with his eyes.

Finally, Beichuan Temple felt that the middle-aged man looked at him with some deep meaning several times.

Only then did he raise his head, wiped his mouth, and said in a cold tone, "It's delicious, boss."

"Brother Beichuan, as long as you like it." Boss He Yuan nodded stiffly.

And seeing him like this, Okano Yoshiko also burst out laughing:

"Hahaha... Boss Heyuan, you should just put your mind to it, Beichuan boy doesn't care so much at all."

Hearing Yoshiko Okano's schadenfreude laughter, Boss He Yuan's expression froze, almost losing his amiable image.

The operations of these two people are too aggressive, revealing a feeling of "destined to be alone forever".

I am winking here, and assists are useless at all.

He coughed stiffly twice, and turned to prepare a new snack.

Turning around, he whispered resentfully:

"One day, Liangzi, you will regret it."

Okano Yoshiko also heard this sentence, but she just curled up a little at the corner of her mouth, and then -

"Boss! Bring me two beers!"

this woman...

While chewing the roasted bird skewers without changing his expression, Beichuan Temple watched Yoshiko Okano gulp down the beer.

Sure enough, the promise of a woman like Yoshiko Okano should not be taken seriously, and she still drank if she said she would not drink.

But Beichuan Temple didn't care either.

After eating, there should be two or three more trams, so you can just take the tram back.

As for the car, Okano Yoshiko will definitely not let him touch it again.

"But the food here is really delicious."

Beichuan Temple swallowed the contents of his mouth into his stomach, and felt warm all over his body.

In the room, a middle-aged old man was leaning against the counter and complaining, a young woman was gulping down beer, and there was a cold-faced young man who cleaned things up without hesitation.

This combination is undoubtedly somewhat peculiar.

 …

Kitagawa Temple sent Okano Yoshiko home.

Okano Ryoko's home is a high-end rich man's apartment with credit card access and a complete security system.

Beichuan Temple just sent her downstairs and then went back.

It was already past eight o'clock, and they would be worried if they didn't go back to Beichuan Eri.

What's more, there are tired girls and Watanabe Sayuri who are entangled in such things, and Beichuan Temple doesn't have that much time.

It took a long time to get from Ryoko Okano to Beichuan's house, but Ryoko Okano also paid for the trip, so Beichuan Temple also called a taxi and experienced a luxurious feeling.

About ten minutes later, Beichuan Temple got out of the car and returned home.

This is the time when Beichuan's house is busy.

Eri Kitagawa was hugging Nishi Kujo and watching TV, Mirai Kamiya seemed to be baking a snack, and the house smelled delicious.

The Kagura Bell was hung on the wall by her, but Beichuan Temple could clearly see Kagami Maki leaning against the wall, muttering something in his mouth.

If you listen closely, you will find that she is chanting some simple Japanese tongue twisters.

Mika Nakajima on the other side was exchanging something with Sayuri Watanabe in the air, and the two of them blushed.

This scene of humans and ghosts living in harmony made Beichuan Temple couldn't help reaching out and knocking on the door frame of the living room.

The voice quieted down, and everyone turned to look at Beichuan Temple.

"Welcome back, Beichuan-kun." Mirai Kamiya greeted Beichuan Temple with a smile: "It should be no problem to borrow the kitchen for a while?"

"Well, it's not a big problem." Beichuan Temple nodded.

He walked into the living room and sat on the sofa.

Xi Kujo jumped into his arms pitifully and happily, and kept rubbing his small head against his chest.

With that look, Beichuan Temple couldn't help lowering his head and reaching out to poke Xi Kujo's poor head.

bow your head.

Look up again.

With just these two actions, everything around has changed.

The lively noise of the house has gone away.

The icy cold swept over Beichuan Temple's body in an instant, and his physical fitness, which was usually in good health to the extreme, seemed to disappear in an instant.

He frowned and looked around.

Beichuan Temple is very familiar with this place.

This is the toilet of Jingbei High School.

It was also when his reputation as the Great Demon King of Beichuan spread.

Reality seems to be replaced with dream.

Master Beichuan, Yushen Beichuan... these identities are more like things in a dream.

But in front of Beichuan Temple is the cruel reality.

He doesn't have superhuman physical fitness, doesn't have a system, and doesn't travel through...

He stood where he was, and before he had time to think, he heard a loud noise coming from the toilet entrance.

"Where's that guy from Beichuan?!"

"Damn it! How dare you steal Nana's underwear, you brat thief!"

Some familiar lines came to Beichuan Temple's ears, making him look at the entrance of the toilet involuntarily.

Familiar faces entered the eyes.

Naoya Seki, Kazuto Ikegami, Masato Hase and even the dead Nana Hoshino all appeared in Kitagawa Temple's eyes...

There were about a dozen people blocking the entrance and exit of the toilet. It looked so dark that people couldn't help but feel withdrawn.

"Bei Chuan! You bastard! How dare you do such a thing, this time I must show you!"

The boys cried out viciously.

next moment--

Kitagawa Temple kicked Seki Naoya away, and punched Masato Hase to the ground expressionlessly.

"???"

Seki Naoya and the others were stunned.

Why does this person dare to do it? Do you start after a disagreement?

There are more than a dozen people here!

"How dare you hit someone first!"

"Bastard! Kneel down and apologize!"

Bad students rushed towards Beichuan Temple, and one after another they were thrown to the ground.

Just like frying fish, Beichuan Temple will blow up a piece of it as soon as it is pushed.

After a while, more than a dozen people fell to the ground, leaving only Hoshino Nana looking at him with a terrified face.

Beichuan Temple ignored Nana Hoshino for the time being, but took out a rubber stick from the bad guy who wanted to do something wrong to him just now with a blank face.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

As long as anyone on the ground was still moving, he raised his hand and beat them until they couldn't move.

After finishing all this, Beichuan Temple walked slowly in front of Hoshino Nana, with a very calm voice: "Maybe you made a mistake."

"W-what's the matter?" Nana Hoshino's face was pale, and she didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Is this still Beichuan Temple? Why is it so scary? It's like... like the big devil!

"You can enter other people's dreams and manipulate them." Beichuan Temple continued flatly: "But you also overestimate your own ability."

"What? Beichuan! Are you crazy? Just because you like me, you stole my underwear, and then all the classmates who upheld justice...I must tell the teacher about this! You wait to be expelled! "

Hoshino Nana screamed.

Beichuan Temple ignored her, and continued on his own: "You can induce people with weak hearts to commit suicide, and you can also induce people to go to the place you arranged...but this is my dream."

He looked indifferent.

No matter how much the surrounding environment simulates reality, in his dream, he is omnipotent.

Beichuan Temple is the master of this dream, he is not as weak as Akigase Kazuhime or Sato Takeshi. In his own dreams, he naturally did whatever he wanted.

He raised his hand without hesitation, and then slammed the rubber stick on Hoshino Nana's head!

With the whistling sound of the wind, the rubber stick fell rapidly!

Then--

Someone grabbed Beichuan Temple's shoulders.

Beichuan Temple glanced over his shoulder.

That is a hand.

A pale, slender, twisted hand.

The sharp nails are digging into the flesh and blood of Beichuan Temple!