This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The soul-attracting skills of the soul-attracting flower will cause some energy loss.

But judging from Beichuan Temple's mental strength, the wasted energy was actually nothing to him.

The most critical thing is the resistance of Tamako Sugihara.

Beichuan Temple pondered for a while, but decided to start with reality.

And if you want to start from reality, you still have to ask Sugihara Tamako's father and the teacher named Aikawahara in person.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Temple also took out his mobile phone and called Akishino Yuna.

"Hello? Miss Qiuxiao."

"How are you dealing with the matter of Sugihara Tamako's father?"

"I see."

After Beichuan Temple said a few words briefly, he stood up from the sofa.

"Is Brother Si going out again?" Beichuan Eri, who was lying on another sofa and playing with her mobile phone, raised her head and asked vigilantly.

"Yes, there is something I want to deal with." Beichuan Temple nodded generously, without any intention of hiding anything.

Today is Sunday, and because Chiba Ying went to other places to hold an art exhibition, Beichuan Eri temporarily took a short vacation, so she didn't have to go to Chiba Ying's house every day.

Moreover, Beichuan Temple saw that she had indeed learned to paint very hard these days, so she turned a blind eye to her slightly lazy behavior at home.

"What is Brother Si busy with lately? He doesn't stay at home very much. If it wasn't for Sister Mihua who lived in our house, I would be bored to death by myself."

Kitagawa Eri blinked her big beautiful eyes and asked incomprehensibly.

It is true that Beichuan Temple now spends much less time at home than before. He often goes out for a day, and then disappears, and the time he sees him again is after dinner.

Because of Beichuan Temple's behavior, she and Mika Nakajima could only switch between the two options of 'cooking' and 'eating takeaway' every day.

"Huh?" Beichuan Temple's expression changed, quite surprised.

Is Beichuan Eri acting like a baby to herself?

But Beichuan Temple thought about it again and thought it was impossible.

Eri Kitagawa must have had a headache because of the two options of 'cooking' and 'eating takeaway', so she said this to him.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Temple stretched out his hand to Hikari Kitagawa Erika's forehead:

"Eat less takeout, and it's not difficult to cook by yourself. Ms. Nakajima's body can't eat so much oil and water."

Seeing her covering her head and hastily saying yes, Beichuan Temple couldn't help thinking again.

It is true that recently he has spent a lot of time on resolving ghost stories, instead of taking all of Kitagawa Eri's thoughts into consideration.

"Eri, I remember that the Youth Painting Awards you participated in will be judging works for the Grand Prize soon, right?"

"That's right..." Beichuan Eri looked at her elder brother with doubts in her eyes.

Why did Beichuan Temple suddenly bring up this matter.

"I remember that after winning the grand prize, the reward is to visit Mutono Art University, right? Then I can spare some time to go there with you."

"Is it possible?" Beichuan Eri was a little surprised, but she couldn't help coughing a few times, and shifted her gaze to other places.

The expression of guilty conscience that had surfaced on his face naturally did not escape the sight of Beichuan Temple.

"What's your problem?"

"Actually, I have already made an appointment with Mio and the others. If I get a good ranking, I will accompany them to celebrate - so Mutono Art University... and I may not necessarily win the grand prize! And There's nothing wrong with them agreeing to celebrate, right? Brother Si?"

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and she was so guilty that she couldn't continue speaking.

well.

This is definitely going to be beaten.

She sighed inwardly.

But to be honest, she is really not interested in Mutono University of Art. She is more interested in Tokyo University of the Arts. Her first choice is also that university. There isn't much of a difference at all.

Under Beichuan Eri's uneasy mood, Beichuan Temple finally spoke in a flat tone:

"Yeah?"

After a pause, he said again:

"whatever."

Huh?

Beichuan Eri, who was ready to be beaten, raised her head in a daze, as if she was a little surprised by what Beichuan Temple said.

"Brother Si...Aren't you angry?" She couldn't hold back and asked desperately.

But as soon as she asked this sentence, she immediately regretted it.

Isn't this committing suicide?

But what Beichuan Eri didn't expect was that Beichuan Temple asked indifferently: "Why should I be angry?"

Well--

Kitagawa Eri got stuck again.

She didn't know how to say it.

You can't let her speak ill of Beichuan Temple in person, right?

Seeing her hesitation, Beichuan Temple picked up the wallet on the table and said, "Making friends is also a long-term investment. Your friends are all good girls, and it's not good to keep your word."

There's nothing wrong with making friends, and since Kitagawa Eri doesn't want to visit the Art University, it's good to celebrate with her friends.

Beichuan Temple has investigated it in private.

Mio Sakura, Ai Otomo, and Saki Sakurai were all in the top 15 of the year, and there was only Nanako Takigen, who was in the top 50 of the grade.

Kitagawa Eri was fine with them, anyway, that day was supposed to be a day of celebration.

"Brother Temple!"

Kitagawa Eri suddenly yelled from behind.

"Do you want to come over together on the day of the celebration? My friends really want to see you again!"

"If I'm free that day, I'll go there." Beichuan Temple didn't refuse, but he didn't agree immediately either.

For a gathering between little girls like this, if he is a man and the elder brother of everyone, will those little girls feel restrained?

This is a problem.

Beichuan Temple opened the door and strode out.

The most important thing now is to meet Sugihara Tamako's father first.

 …

Beichuan Temple took the tram for about fifteen minutes, and followed the map navigation to the door of Sugihara Tamako's house.

This is a magnificent villa area. Just from the luxurious decoration, it can be known that the people living in this area are either rich or noble.

Beichuan Temple just stood there for more than 20 seconds, and a question sounded from the side.

"Excuse me, is Ms. Qiu Xiao's friend, Mr. Kitagawa Temple?"

A middle-aged man was standing beside him respectfully, asking in a calm voice.

"I am." Beichuan Temple replied.

"Please come this way, Mr. Sugihara is already waiting for you."

Beichuan Temple heard the words and followed behind the middle-aged man.

After walking in the villa area for about a minute, the middle-aged man stopped in front of a modern mansion with Beichuan Temple.

He opened the door for Beichuan Temple and led him all the way to the study.

Both sides of the corridor are famous ink works. From here, it can be seen that Sugihara Tamako's father is very interested in calligraphy.

The middle-aged man brought Beichuan Temple into a spacious study.

Standing in the study was a middle-aged man with stubble on his chin and tough eyes.

He was wearing a light gray Wu suit, with a steady right hand, writing gently and slowly on the clean and tidy rice paper.

This is Sugihara Yuko's father, Sugiharaki.

More than a minute after Beichuan Temple entered the room, Sugiharaki finally put down the brush in his hand and looked up at Beichuan Temple:

"Master Beichuan?"

Opening lightning strike.

Beichuan Temple really did not expect that the first address the other party saw him would be this.

But since he knew this title, it meant that Sugiharamu should have investigated himself.

Beichuan Temple thought with an unchanged expression.

Seeing that Beichuan Temple was unmoved by his revealing identity, Shan Yuanmu showed a touch of appreciation. He sat opposite Beichuan Temple and admitted very straightforwardly:

"I'm sorry, when the little fellows from Qiuxiao's family and Qihai's family asked me yesterday, I subconsciously asked someone to investigate you. Because they were talking about Yuzi, I was a little concerned—"

"Understandable."

After all, the other party was the leader of a political party. If he didn't even have this bit of vigilance, it would be too unreasonable.

"Speaking of which, Beichuan-kun is obviously only a high school student, but the things he did are completely extraordinary."

Sugiharaki's expression moved slightly, obviously surprised by what he investigated yesterday.

The cold and stubborn young man in front of him was able to do things that adults couldn't do in his young age.

He is the Beichuan Yushen of the Beichuan Yushen Society with as many as 15,000 permanent believers. He is also the Beichuan mage who has gradually become famous in some upper circles.

What are ordinary seventeen-year-olds doing?

Probably still thinking about how to study or which game hall to play games in?

"I want to ask Mr. Sugihara some questions." Kitagawa Temple was not half complacent about Sugiharaki's compliment.

One thing to say, he was able to do those things at this age, a large part of which was achieved by having a system.

In this regard, Beichuan Temple still knows a lot.

"I want to ask about Yuzi, right?" Of course Sugiharaki knew the purpose of Beichuan Temple's trip.

If, as some friends said, Master Beichuan has the ability that ordinary people don't have, then...

"go ahead."

Sugi Log nodded steadily.

After obtaining Sugiharaki's consent, Beichuan Temple did not hesitate, and asked:

"Does Mr. Sugihara know who 'Riko' is?"

When Beichuan Temple first entered the world of Sugihara Yuko's heart image, he heard a male roar.

"If it's Riko..."

Does that sentence mean anything?

Beichuan Temple still cares a little bit now.

"Riko?" Sugiharamu's expression was slightly stagnant, but his stagnation lasted only for a short second: "Riko is Yuzi's mother, that is, my wife. She passed away soon after giving birth to Yuzi."

Tamako Sugihara's mother?

Beichuan Temple became a little more energetic.

"I don't know what kind of impression Mr. Sugihara has on the phrase 'if it's Riko'?"

"Where did Mr. Beichuan know this sentence?" Sugiharamu's steady gaze finally fluctuated a little.

Even though he had always maintained a very calm state, after hearing this sentence, he still asked.

"I learned it from Ms. Sugihara." Kitagawa Temple replied.

But isn't my daughter unconscious all the time?

Sugiharaki's mouth moved, but he still didn't ask the question.

He has already determined that Beichuan Temple should indeed have some abilities that ordinary people cannot possess, otherwise it would be impossible to know this sentence.

Having figured it out like this, Shan Yuanmu couldn't help shaking his head:

"This is actually what I often say to Yuzi - I have noticed before that as long as her mother is mentioned, Yuzi will take things very seriously, whether it is flower arrangement or piano."

Shan Yuanmu clenched his palms tightly, his tough complexion faded slightly:

"I wanted her to become even better. Maybe it was this expectation that eventually turned into pressure and made her unable to support it."

The reason why his daughter committed suicide was because of the rounded corners. To be honest, when Sugi Yuanmu heard it for the first time, he almost rushed to the hospital directly.

But after seeing Sugihara Yuko lying on the bed with a painful expression on his face, Sugihara's heart tightened.

Instead of blaming the child too much, it is better to think about what you did wrong.

Sugiharaki is not a pedantic person. He recalled the days he spent with his daughter and found that there were no warm daily days worth remembering.

Only Yuzi's pale face remained in my memory——

Endless pressure, endless persecution...

"Really?" Beichuan Temple had no interest in Sugiharaki's mental journey, but just remembered the key points in Sugiharaki's words.

After finishing all this, Beichuan Temple made his next request: "I wonder if I can go and see Ms. Sugihara's room."

"That's not a problem." Shan Yuanmu stood up and received Beichuan Temple in person.

This Beichuan Yushen and Master Beichuan is a person of real ability, of course Sugiharaki would not dare to treat Beichuan Temple casually just because the other party is just a junior.

The two walked out of the study, and then went straight to the innermost room on the second floor.

This is Yuko Sugihara's room.

Sugi Log took out the key and opened the door.

This is a very ordinary room.

It's really a very ordinary and unpretentious room.

There are no cute decorations that ordinary girls like, and there are no soft pink round carpets and round tables like those in Kitagawa Eri's room.

In this room, I can't see any preferences of the owner.

That's right—this is just an ordinary room, and it wouldn't feel inappropriate to call it a men's room.

An overly tidy bed, plain-colored sheets, uniforms hanging behind the door, uninteresting gray curtains, and erected bookshelves filled with books of all kinds.

There are many types and quantities of books, and it is almost impossible to tell which kind of books Sugihara Yuko likes to read.

It's too ordinary.

Ordinary but... a bit permeable.

"This is Yuzi's room. I always let the servant clean it." Sugiharaki said beside him.

"Can I go in and have a look?" Beichuan Temple asked.

"Of course, please." Sugiharaki held out his hand.

There is no way, Sugihara Yuko has seen doctors in many hospitals, and the foreign expert Sugiharaki also asked someone to call, but it is almost impossible to see what happened to her.

If Sugihara Yuko really slept like this for a long time, it would be useless even if she paid attention to ensuring her personal privacy.

Thank you for the serious young man, the know-it-all student, the upright Shi Kuai, the reward for sending you drunk Tianshan Guo, and the rain after the sky is clear! Thank you so much! There should be two more updates in the future - as long as I don't dove. After all, it's more...