This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The Kyoto Festival continues in full swing.

"Kitagawa, classmate, thank you for your hard work!" Yoko Morishita bowed to Kitagawaji who came out of the haunted house.

Here she naturally used the Japanese honorifics used by subordinates to their superiors.

This made Beichuan Temple take another look at the little girl and nodded.

It was already noon, and Beichuan Temple did not intend to stay in the haunted house and fight without eating.

As for the afternoon... In the afternoon, the haunted house was completely left to Nishikujo and the others, so Kitagawaji didn't have to worry about it for the time being.

After all, he still had an agreement with Kamiya to visit the Kyoho Festival in the afternoon.

Fortunately, Kitagawaji's character as the haunted house doctor wore a mask, so he didn't have to bother with removing his makeup.

He was still wearing the doctor-butcher-like clothes in Beichuan Temple. He took off his mask and held it in his left hand. His right hand was carrying a backpack, which contained the Beijing uniform he needed to change into.

"I'm going to the bathroom to change my clothes. I might not come here in the afternoon." Kitagawaji said while lifting up his shoulder bag.

"Huh?" Morishita Yoko blinked in surprise.

She just said to those guests who wanted to come and visit the haunted house, please come and visit in the afternoon.

What did Beichuan Temple say?

He won't come over in the afternoon?

How is this possible!

He is the main actor in this haunted house!

Beichuanji seemed to have noticed his doubts and replied: "You don't have to worry about the haunted house actors. I just asked my friends to enter the haunted house, and they will be responsible for the rest."

"Kitagawa-san, did you invite your friends over?" After hearing this, Morishita Yoko looked confused.

She has been sitting at the door to check out, and she doesn't remember that kind of person who has ever been in a haunted house.

"I guess you entered through the back door when you weren't paying attention. Just use the intercom to notify them then, and someone will get back to you." Beichuanji explained concisely and concisely.

This explanation was barely convincing. Morishita Yoko hesitated for a while, then nodded to indicate that he understood.

"Then I'm going to change clothes."

Beichuanji said without any fluctuation in his expression.

"...Okay." Morishita Yoko sat down again and watched Kitagawaji leave.

There is still more than an hour of rest time left, and she can take advantage of this time to take a good rest.

"How many people have moved here today?" Yoko Morishita put away the sign for visiting the haunted house and lay it directly on the desk.

The impression seems to be that she moved ten or twenty people.

Yes...

Ten or twenty people were moved.

During this period, Yoko Morishita's mentality gradually transformed from shock and fear at the beginning to calmness.

No...it's more like numbness than calmness.

She was numb by the end.

Because basically everyone who was sent to the Beichuan Temple Haunted House was frightened into a coma and was sent out.

If you fall into a coma, of course you have to be sent to the health room.

But there are only three or four beds in the health room.

In the end, the teachers on the medical team could not help but speak:

‘Is there something wrong with your haunted house? ’

When asked this question, Morishita Yoko shook his head repeatedly and defended frantically.

After finally dealing with the teacher over there, the tourists here rushed forward to visit without fear of death.

Yoko Morishita is like a top, busy spinning in both directions.

Occasionally, one or two people can escape from the Beichuan Temple Haunted House, but when they come out, their faces are full of terror. When others come up to talk to them, they hold their heads and shout desperately, 'Don't touch me! Do not touch me! ’

And then...

He was sent to the health room anyway.

So...

Yoko Morishita really felt that it was too difficult for herself.

On one hand, he had to go in and move the unconscious tourists, on the other hand, he had to deal with the strange looks and questions from the medical team teachers, and on the other hand, he had to do his job as a cashier and welcome guests into the haunted house.

After this morning, Yoko Morishita felt an indescribable feeling of fatigue.

She propped herself up, couldn't help but look at the sky outside the corridor window, and muttered:

"...When will Miyashita-san and the others come back...I also want to visit the Kyohoku Festival."

Originally, she was on duty as the cashier in the afternoon, but she was pulled over by her classmate Miyashita and several classmates who were on duty in the morning to take the blame and face Kitagawaji.

As a result, none of those classmates have any intention of coming back.

Is it possible that this time I have to sit here and check out the cash register during the Kyoto Festival?

Yoko Morishita sighed.

She is indeed an honest person.

If it were any other student, let alone doing so many things by himself, it would be impossible for him to spend a whole morning with Beichuanji.

But Yoko Morishita did it forcefully, and may have to guard the haunted house for an entire afternoon.

Others' Kyotoku Festival is obviously pink, but why does it become so boring when it comes to hers?

Yoko Morishita was also a little helpless.

But she had no choice but to eat. She reached out and took out the lunch box placed in the hole in the table. She was about to take out the chopsticks——

A breathless voice came from in front of me:

"I'm sorry, Morishita-san, I asked you to take over the class alone... It's been a long time, right? Let us take over next."

"Miyashita-san?"

Morishita Yoko blinked in surprise.

She thought she was going to be fooled by these classmates who were afraid of Beichuan Temple, but she didn't expect that the other party actually came back at this time.

This undoubtedly gave Yoko Morishita a sense of surprise, and she subconsciously asked: "Have you finished your work?"

"...Ahem..." Miyashita-san looked away embarrassedly.

What does it mean to 'get things done'?

They didn't do anything at all.

One morning was spent wandering around the Kyoto Festival.

Just a moment ago, they were excitedly discussing going to that stall to play.

As a result, they bumped into someone they didn't expect——

Kitagawaji wearing a dirty, bloody doctor costume.

The following conversation ensued:

Kitagawa Temple asked in a cold voice: "You should be on duty this morning, right?"

None of the students under the palace dared to answer a word.

"Now go back on duty until the afternoon." Beichuan Temple calmly ordered.

What can be said is that Miyashita's group of people were completely driven back to their posts by Beichuan Temple.

They were not on duty voluntarily at all.

"Morishita-san, just go enjoy the Kyohoku Festival. The rest will be left to us." Miyashita-san said with a guilty conscience.

"Oh... Then I'll trouble you, Miyashita-san." Morishita Yoko was a little dazed by the other party's 'eager to do things' attitude, but she still thanked her before packing her lunch and leaving.

Needless to say, these people said that Morishita Yoko also wanted to enjoy the Keihoku Festival.

only--

"Has Miyashita-san been so keen on the interests of the class before?" Yoko Morishita was a little confused.

Soon, this trace of doubt was diluted by the lively and cheerful atmosphere of the Beijing Festival. Morishita Yoko was too lazy to think deeply, and happily ran to her favorite dessert stall to buy the desserts she wanted to buy.

Where she didn't notice, Beichuan Temple, who had already changed into Beijing uniform, witnessed all this happening, and then quietly blended into the sea of ​​people.

The reason why he helped Yoko Morishita was simple.

Yoko Morishita is just someone who was pulled to take the blame. Those who pulled her to take the blame will definitely not want to work at the Kyoho Festival.

So of course these tasks that originally belonged to that group of people fell on Morishita Yoko.

Even Kitagawaji didn't want to see such a handy tool like Morishita Yoko... and his classmates being wronged.

So he took some time to find the people on duty and drove them back to their posts.

"There is no problem over there now." Beichuan Temple murmured to himself.

Asamiya Eisei was watching inside the haunted house, so he wasn't worried at all.

And the pitiful and scary Kami Makie and Nishikujo already have their own tricks. Even if Kitagawaji Temple is not present, these two good spirits will not let the tourists escape unscathed.

In this case, we have to deal with the next thing——

Beichuanji turned around.

"Beichuan! What should we do?! What should we do? Police officer! I picked up a police officer's ID card! This is a police officer! It's over, it's over! Our Beichuan Goshen Association will be over soon. !”

Akishino Yuna held the police card in both hands, at a loss.

Her look made Kitagawaji couldn't help but rub his temples.

Just after he changed his clothes, his cell phone rang. As soon as he answered the call, he found that it was Yuna Akishino, the Great Ming Guangtoku Master.

As soon as Kitagawaji answered the phone, he heard Yuna Akishino's panicked voice:

"It's over, it's over! Beichuan! Our Beichuan Goddess Association is over!"

When Kitagawa Temple heard Akishino Yuna's words, countless speculations flashed through his mind.

Is the Beichuan Goshen Association coming to an end? How did it end? Shouldn't it be booming?

Just as he was thinking about asking a question, Akishino Yuna over there came over with the next sentence:

"I picked up a police officer's ID card! This time I'm really dead!"

Beichuan Temple was silent for a long time at that time.

Finally he hung up the phone.

But what Kitagawaji didn't expect was that after hanging up the phone, countless calls came in. Kitagawaji cut off the phone more than ten times in a row, but Akishino Yuna still called.

That indescribable sense of persistence even surprised Beichuan Temple.

In response to Akishino Yuna's persistence, Kitagawaji picked up the phone again...

Then it became like this.

Yuna Akishino held her police card with a look of panic on her face, spinning around her.

Beichuan Temple calmed his tone: "Calm down, Qiu Xiao."

His words made the anxious Yuna Akishino stand firm, and her face with a little baby fat finally regained some composure.

"Show me your police card." Beichuanji stretched out his hand.

"Yes." Yuna Akishino handed the police card to Kitagawaji with both hands.

The Japanese police card is actually called a police handbook in Japan. The outer layer is a light gold police badge. After spreading it out, you can see the name and position of the police officer.

Logically speaking, there should be information about the police station recorded later...

Beichuan Temple thought about it and spread out his police card.

Then he saw a very familiar face.

"...Ryouko?" Kitagawaji raised his eyebrows.

Ryoko Okano also came to participate in the Kyohoku Festival?

Isn't she busy enough at work? Why do you still have time to attend a high school festival like this?

Kitagawaji flicked his fingers.

After checking again and confirming that it was Okano Ryoko's police card, Kitagawaji spoke to comfort Akishino Yuna:

"Don't worry. I know this policeman. I can just call her and ask her to come and pick up this thing."

As soon as Kitagawaji said this, a look of suspicion immediately appeared on Akishino Yuna's pretty face: "Kitagawa, do you know this policeman?"

"Yes." Beichuan Temple nodded, and after thinking for a while, he added: "He is a good friend."

Um? !

good friend?

As soon as she heard this title, Akishino Yuna's original shrinking behavior immediately changed.

She straightened her back, her expression full of pride.

Beichuan Temple actually knows someone from the police. This is the first time I have heard of it!

So if that's the case, does it mean that she is also being taken care of by the police?

This is awesome!

You must know that this is Tokyo, and their Akishino Foundation can at best be regarded as wealthy locals in Gunma County. Compared with their background in Tokyo, that is nothing at all.

Moreover, Ryoko Okano is already a police officer at a young age, so how big is her background?

This means that our Beichuan Goshenkai can be regarded as a welfare organization with a police background!

"I'll contact Ryoko first." Kitagawaji didn't care about Yuna Akishino's appearance. After saying a simple word, he called Ryoko Okano.

While he was waiting for the call to be answered, he was thinking secretly.

From the beginning, he only thought about the future of Kitagawa Rin and Kamiya.

It was completely unexpected that Ryoko Okano would come over.

Not to mention Yuna Akishino who is staying by her side now.

what is this? Stewing in a big pot?

Don't you all have anything to do?

If this pace continues, will Sugihara Tamako's father show up at Kyohoku High School later?

That was the leader of the party, a powerful voice in Tokyo politics.

If he showed up here too...

"Something is not quite right."

Kitagawaji murmured to himself.

He wanted to hide something from Kitagawa Rin, but he felt that all these things would be revealed in front of Kitagawa Rin today.

Not to mention the emerging painter sister duo Chiba Hotaru and Chibakura, who are very famous in Europe.

Since Kitagawa Rin is a designer, he should be very familiar with them.

Moreover, there is also a national music queen, Mikka Nakajima. Will she also join in the fun?

Beichuan Temple thought over and over again, and finally shook his head.

No...

No matter how you think about it, the above situation is too idealistic...extreme.

No matter how much you think about it, real life cannot be so illogical.

Just by thinking about something rationally, Beichuan Temple will find that the scene of 'demons dancing around' that he just thought about will not appear.

Isn’t the party leader busy?

Isn't Chiba Hotaru Chiba warehouse busy?

Isn’t Nakajima flower salty?

How could they come to Jingbei High School without following any logic at all?

Even a third-rate novel wouldn’t dare to write like this, would it?

"So it's impossible to think about it."

Beichuan Temple asserts this.

And just after he thought about it like this, the call from Gango Ryoko was finally connected.

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