This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The over-excited Beichuan Eri went upstairs to sleep after being repeatedly ordered by Beichuan Temple to "not participate in any soul-calling games and spiritual scenic spot adventures".

But seeing her jumping up and down and very happy after being beaten, Beichuan Temple was a little worried.

In front of his elder brother, he was talking about his old father's heart, so it was him.

Obviously, my younger sister is already a freshman in high school, but she still maintains a pure childlike innocence——

Beichuan Temple didn't know if it was good or not, but he didn't dislike Beichuan Eri like this, so he could only let her go.

If it really doesn't work, Beichuan Temple will mention her sister a little more in the future, so that she won't be able to survive.

But that would be raising his sister as a waste again.

Beichuan Temple couldn't help having a headache, he let out a heavy breath, took a sip from the water glass on the side.

That's the water I've ever drank!

Mirai Kamiya saw this scene and moved his mouth, but he still didn't say the words.

But because she didn't speak, it didn't mean that Beichuan Temple didn't notice her.

Beichuan Temple put down the water glass, turned around and said: "The next thing is about me and you, Shengu, don't worry, I will do what I promised you before I left."

He also thought that Kamiya Mirai was worried that he would not keep his promise and not treat her as a friend.

"You promised me before you left... that means that classmate Beichuan already regards me as a friend?" Kamitu Mirai threw the phone aside, looking at Beichuan Temple with shining eyes.

"Almost." Beichuan Temple nodded without saying a word. His complexion eased slightly: "If Eri has anything to do in the future, I might bother you, Kamiya, and I hope you won't refuse."

"Hmm... What's the trouble... The matter of the temple master is my business! Besides, I don't have any friends at school!"

Kamiya future still puffed up his chest, and said unreasonably.

Seeing that her exquisite face was still proud, Beichuan Temple felt a little baffled:

"You have few friends? Aren't you very popular in Beijing?"

"Popularity has nothing to do with how many friends you have." Kamiya curled his lips in the future: "Aren't you the same, Monsieur Si? I always think that friends are good, not many."

This makes sense.

Beichuan Temple nodded secretly.

A good friend is also a good teacher. There are not many good friends. If you have good friends, you will naturally benefit from it for a lifetime.

Beichuan Temple has also been adhering to this principle to make friends.

He pondered and asked again: "When do you plan to go back?"

Now that the crisis of the murderer has been resolved, and Mirai Kamiya's parents are about to return from a business trip, Beichuan Temple naturally wants to ask Mirai Kamiya when he plans to return home.

Although he doesn't care about Shen Gu Mirai staying at his home, it's not good to let Shen Gu Mirai's parents know.

After all, Beichuan Temple is still a boy, so it is really inappropriate for Kamiya to stay at Beichuan's house in the future.

"I've thought about this problem too. In order not to cause trouble for the temple master, I also plan to pack up and go home as soon as possible. Now that the temple master has come back, I plan to come over to pick up things after school tomorrow afternoon." Shen Gu's future is obviously early. She just thought about this question, and she, who was already very smart, had already prepared her speech when she mentioned it in Beichuan Temple.

"Hmm..." Beichuan Temple subconsciously murmured after hearing this, and finally raised his head and said calmly:

"Actually, Kamiya, you don't have to rush to take things away."

"well?"

These words were really not like what Beichuan Temple would say, which made Shen Gu Mirai stunned.

"The guest room in my house has always been vacant. It's vacant anyway. It's no problem for you to put your change of clothes there. If you want to stay at my house in the future, you don't have to worry about it. I remember last time you said that your parents are away all year round. On a business trip, right? A girl like you is at your house..."

While Beichuan Temple was talking, Mirai Kamiya blinked.

She did tell Beichuan Temple that her parents were on business trips all the year round.

But what Kamiya Mirai never expected was that Beichuan Temple actually remembered it in his heart.

Beichuan Temple is indeed a person who pays great attention to details.

His act of caring for others could be nothing more than a cold hello.

If it weren't for Shengu Mirai's keen senses, he probably wouldn't have noticed Beichuan Temple's carefulness.

The little girl sighed and was a little touched, her cute little face flushed, and she said in a soft voice:

"Can I hug you, Monarch?"

"..." Beichuan Temple.

"No." Beichuan Temple refused expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Shen Gu's face became anxious in the future.

"You want me to drive you home now?" Beichuan Temple asked quietly.

Well--

Shen Gu shrunk his head in the future and didn't dare to say another word.

Seeing her unreliable look, Beichuan Temple shook his head and took out the little puppet that had not moved at all from his arms, and said to himself:

"Poor, I have something to ask you too."

The little puppet still didn't move at all.

"Shen Gu is my friend, it doesn't matter." Beichuan Temple said again.

At the moment when he just finished speaking, under the gaze of Mirai Kamiya, the puppet's small body suddenly jumped up.

Then he jumped onto Beichuan Temple's shoulder with a thud, and the little head with the red cross line on his mouth was raised to look at Mirai Kamiya arrogantly.

Then--

Then the poor Xikujo was picked up by Mirai Kamiya who exclaimed.

Beichuan Temple could fully feel the helpless expression on Xi Kutiao's pitiful face.

"So cute!!!" Kamiya Mirai widened her delicate eyes, looking at the thrashing and struggling little guy, unable to hide the excitement on her face.

At first, she was worried about whether this little guy would have curses on him, but seeing the other party's "cute offensive" and Beichuan Temple didn't remind him to stop, she simply picked up Xi Kutiao's pity.

cute?

Beichuan Temple took a look at Xi Kujo's pitiful look, and then at Kamiya Mirai's sudden enthusiasm. But he couldn't stop shaking his head in his heart.

He didn't understand what the little girl was thinking now.

The little girl in the car said that Xi Kujo was pitiful and cute, and Kamiya Mirai in front of him also said that Nishi Kujo was pitiful and cute.

In their eyes, Xi Kujo's pitiful and scary appearance seemed to be cute besides being cute.

I really don't understand what young people think nowadays.

Beichuan Temple lamented that he was vaguely out of touch with the times, and then glanced at Gu Future and said: "You put the pity down, I still have something to explain to her."

"Poor...?" Kamiya Mirai turned around.

"She's also a member of the Beichuan family now. Her name is Xikujo Poor."

Beichuan Temple rescued Poor from Mirai Kamiya, and said indifferently.

"Small poor--"

Kamiya Mirai looked at the little puppet, muttering to himself with bright eyes.

Thanks to the sky of Silent Hill and Emperor Menghen for their rewards! Thank you so much.