This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

It takes three hours to fly from Okinawa to Tokyo.

Then it will take some time to send Kamiya Mirai home from Haneda International Airport.

At almost noon, Beichuanji, carrying a backpack and a duffel bag, stopped in front of his house.

Today is Saturday, May 11th.

Therefore Kitagawa Eri should not have to go to class.

But there was no sound coming from Beichuan's house. If you look carefully, you will find that even the curtains are tightly drawn.

What kind of drama is this?

And the surrounding atmosphere is a bit strange.

"Tera-kun. Someone is watching you from the dark."

Asamiya Eisei's reminder came at the right time.

His tone was so calm that he was completely unlike the little girl who screamed in surprise when Beichuan Temple was on the plane just now.

"I know. But there's nothing hostile about these glances...To put it bluntly, they're a bit like malicious glances of speculation...curiosity."

Kitagawa Temple nodded.

Kitagawa Temple, whose physical fitness has been strengthened to nearly eight times that of ordinary people, has a unique sensitivity to people's sight.

Even if Asamiya never reminded him, he still knew that someone nearby was watching secretly.

This is probably what Kitagawa Eri said, "The situation is a little complicated, right?"

Under the gaze hidden in the dark, Beichuanji stretched out his hand to push the door and walked into his home.

As soon as the door was opened, hurried footsteps were heard, followed by the iconic Kitagawa Eri's cry: "Brother Temple! You are back!"

"Yeah. I just got off the plane." Kitagawaji packed up his shoes for going out, then took out slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on.

Kitagawa Eri still looks the same, wearing simple home clothes and looking youthful and energetic.

Next to her stood Mika Nakajima, who was rubbing her hands restlessly.

"...If anything happens, let's sit down and talk about it."

Beichuanji pointed inside the house.

He was also a little curious about what happened.

.......

With the explanations of Nakajima Mika and Kitagawa Eri, Kitagawa Temple finally figured out what happened.

When Mika Nakajima and Eri Kitagawa came back from Yamanashi Prefecture a few days ago, Mika Nakajima was recognized by a fan on the road.

"Sister Mikawa was wearing a hat, sunglasses and a big mask on her face at that time, and she was still recognized by others." Kitagawa Eri also looked puzzled when talking about this incident.

I don’t know how those fans discovered Mika Nakajima.

At that time, Nakajima Mika's hair style and face were not leaking, and everything was covered tightly, but in the end, she was discovered.

In the past, Kitagawa Eri had heard that someone had found the exact location of a female idol just through the reflection in her eyes.

Kitagawa Eri certainly didn't believe this.

But just looking at the current situation, Kitagawa Eri can't help but not believe it.

After the traces of Nakajima Mihana were exposed, of course it attracted the attention of major music media.

They found the Kitagawa family through various channels and wanted to see Nakajima Mika.

But Kitagawa Eri and Nakajima Miuka are not fools.

If her situation at Beichuan's house was exposed at this time, she would fall into the trap of the music media.

After all, they are only in the suspicion stage and have not captured definite evidence.

Therefore, Nakajima Mika has been staying in her room for the past few days and has not gone out. All three meals have been brought in by Kitagawa Eri from outside.

"Later, when Sister Qiu Xiao found out about this, she sent people to negotiate with the music companies, so many people who were squatting outside left. Only some paparazzi who were still unwilling to give up are still staying outside our house."

Kitagawa Eri tangled her fingers together uneasily, and looked at Kitagawa Temple embarrassedly: "Brother Temple..."

Beichuan Temple had just come back and gave him such a big surprise.

He shouldn't be angry, right?

Kitagawa Eri quietly raised her head.

Under her gaze, Beichuanji's expression did not change at all.

He reached out and poured a cup of tea. After taking a sip, he spoke to calm the two of them: "You don't need to show such an expression that you are afraid that I will beat you up. I am not an unreasonable person. This matter really has nothing to do with you. How important it is."

Yes, Nakajima also wore a hat, sunglasses, and a big mask on her face.

Someone discovered this, so it would be inappropriate to force the blame on her.

In addition, the tabloid paparazzi in this world are already very difficult to deal with, so it is normal for the two of them not to be able to cope with it.

Nakajima Miuka's decision was also very correct.

If she came forward in person, it would inevitably lead to an even more uncontrollable situation.

The current situation is still under control, so there is no need to be afraid.

Hearing Kitagawaji say this, Nakajima Miuka and Kitagawa Eri also breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, they didn't particularly care about the tabloid news outside. Compared with those things, they were more worried about the attitude from Beichuan Temple.

After all, a fixed thinking has been completely formed in their minds: as long as Beichuanji is around, big problems will become small problems, and small problems will not be problems at all.

Having said that, Nakajima Mika and the others were still a little curious about how Kitagawaji was going to deal with the tabloid reporters squatting outside.

If they were driven away violently, it would be even more suspicious, and it would be even more disgusting if it was published in a magazine.

But if violence is not used and only superficial connections are used, those tabloid reporters will definitely not give up.

After all, these tidbits are what they rely on to survive.

For these people, staying outside for a week or two, or even a month or two, may be routine.

After all, their selling point is other people’s privacy.

These brown candies cannot be beaten or scolded, they are really hateful to the bone.

In this case, what else can Beichuan Temple do?

Facing the two people's questions, Kitagawaji just patted his poor little head and glanced at the Kagura Suzu next to him: "Of course I have a way to solve it."

Let the disgusting Nougat feel threatened from the life level... I wonder if they can continue to persevere?

Beichuan Temple was a little curious.

...

It's twelve o'clock at night.

Everything was quiet, and there was deathly silence all around.

The Beichuan family also turned off the lights early and entered rest mode.

Whenever this time comes, the figures hiding around Beichuan's house will come out of the darkness one by one, greet each other, and light cigarettes by the fire.

They are all paparazzi reporters who were attracted to this place by the name "Nakajima Mihana".

And Miguangsuke is an experienced member of this group of people.

"Oh, this time the target is much more difficult than usual. Don't you think so, Mihiro-senpai?"

Next to him, a stubble-faced, plain-looking young man chuckled.

The other party usually draws the curtains to prevent them from seeing the situation inside. Even if they want to come to the door for interviews, they will be sternly rejected by the host.

It looks like it's watertight.

"The more this happens, the more things are exposed, trust." Miguangsuke blew out a smoke ring nonchalantly, half-opened his eyes, and said with contentment: "Based on my many years of experience, Nakajima Miuka will definitely stay In this family. Didn’t you see that the little girl who comes in and out every day brings back lunch boxes? She has been bringing them for many days in a row. It can also be seen from here that Nakajima Mika is definitely hiding in her house. "

If Nakajima Mika is not in the house of this family named "Beichuan", why are they so secretive?

Thinking of this, he felt secretly proud.

In fact, he was the one who discovered Mika Nakajima before being exposed on the Internet.

He was returning from a business trip and happened to meet each other by the toilet.

To be honest, at first, he was really not sure that the person wearing a hat, sunglasses, and mask was Miuka Nakajima, so he went up to talk to her.

When he sensed something unusual in the other party's voice, he followed Mikka Nakajima all the way here.

During this period, he also overheard Kitagawa Eri's address next to him——

‘Sister Mihua’.

This time he was completely sure that the person living here was Mikka Nakajima.

He first let the news out, then skillfully raised the temperature and created a topic worth looking forward to, and then came to stay at Beichuan's house.

But what Guangsuke didn't expect was that the other party would also react very quickly.

The other party seemed to have found some kind of operation team to suppress the rhythm on the Internet, and then sent away several particularly famous music media, leaving only these little shrimps in the end.

But the more this happened, the more Guangsuke felt that he had to reveal everything.

You must know that the famous music media has left, and they have the opportunity to get first-hand information!

When the time comes to publish the news, I will take the opportunity to tease those famous music media and use this first-hand information to excite my team...

Isn't this wonderful?

Thinking of this, when he saw Guangsuke, he felt that he could continue to stay here and guard the other party.

He didn't believe that Nakajima Mika would stay at home forever and never come out, not even opening the curtains.

Don't let me take a chance!

Seeing Kosuke had ruined the stardom of several idols and caught them dating people outside, which also made his name very famous in the gossip field.

This time, he believed that Nakajima Mika would be no exception.

Not to mention that he took some good photos today.

See Kosuke rubbing the camera in his arms.

Another boy came into Beichuan's house today, and he hasn't come out yet.

Is that Nakajima Miuka’s boyfriend? He actually spent the night at home.

If this news comes to light...

hehe.

Seeing a smile on Guangsuke's face, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and said without raising his head: "Borrow me a light, newcomer."

No one answered, no one answered.

Um?

Seeing Guangsuke raised his head in confusion.

At some point, the few colleagues who were still smoking around him and the newcomers he brought with him had all disappeared into the night.

Just in a sudden moment, everyone disappeared.

Seeing Guangsuke glance at him strangely: "Hello? Newcomer?! Where are the people?"

Quiet--

The surroundings are too quiet.

It was pitch black all around, with only a streetlight above his head still emitting a faint, dim light.

The wall behind him was covered with shadows, like some skinny ghost claws.

The dead silence made his hair stand on end.

In the end what happened? There were four or five people around here just now.

Seeing Guangsuke subconsciously touched his camera.

Fortunately, the camera is still there.

He finally felt at ease.

"Damn... is this some kind of prank? I must make these guys look good when we meet tomorrow." Seeing Guangsuke cursed and spat.

It was as if he was speaking louder on purpose to embolden himself.

But it was a pity that Miguangsuke's voice seemed too small in this deep and dark night.

It seemed that the next moment he would be completely covered in the dark night.

The night... deepened.

I don't know what happened to the surrounding street lights. They were all dark. The only place that could provide illumination was the weak incandescent lamp above his head.

Seeing Guangsuke, he felt an inexplicable chill all over his body.

A cool feeling climbed from his heels to his back, and then from his back to his ears——

"you..."

"meeting..."

"die..."

The solemn whisper made Miguangsuke's expression change drastically: "Who?!"

He punched himself in the back.

But what else could there be but streets engulfed in darkness?

From one end of the street you can't see the other.

This end is not visible from the other end.

A feeling of embarrassment made Guangsuke curl up his neck.

He shouted sternly: "Who?! Who is where? Don't pretend to be a ghost! Is he a newcomer? If it's a prank, I'll be really angry!"

in the dark.

No one responded.

Gudu...

Having already said this, Miguangsuke didn't think that a newcomer would dare to continue joking with him.

Could it be possible that something really exists?

He became suspicious and glanced around, with a hint of panic on his face.

The shadows were shaking, and a thin and cold whisper sounded.

But when Miguangsuke looked back, he couldn't see anything.

He changed from the role of secretly observing and ridiculing others to the role of being observed, looking like a clown.

Seeing Guangsuke's heart was filled with panic and uneasiness.

But my feet didn't want to leave the only light above my head.

Under this situation, Miguangsuke finally heard it.

Tiny footsteps came one after another from the other side of the street.

"Are you new?!" Miguangsuke greeted from the other side of the street.

The other party didn't respond and was still walking slowly.

The monotonous footsteps continued to sound slowly.

Snap. Snap. snap...

Seeing Guangsuke, he wanted to ask again, but his body soon stiffened.

Something on the other side of the street seemed to have discovered him, and the sound of footsteps suddenly rose loudly.

The rapid footsteps, like a murderer raising a knife, made his heart beat violently!

At the same time, there was a crisp sound, like the clanking sound of dragging some metal product.

Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap! ! ! !

Then--

Stopped.

Everything stopped.

All sounds disappeared.

It seemed like it was just a nightmare, but now I woke up from it.

Seeing Guangsuke wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, his mouth was trembling, and he was about to laugh with peace of mind——

Snap.

Footsteps.

There was a sound behind me.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"

Under the light, Guangsuke screamed in extreme fear.

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