This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

The phone rang, and Beichuan Temple glanced at the name on it, and then reached out to answer the phone:

"Hello? Qiu Xiao?"

"Ah... Kitagawa, about what you said - the matter of inviting Aikawahara to meet you failed." Qiu Xiaoyuna said embarrassingly.

For some reason, Aikawa was very vigilant, even if she tried to make contact, she was only politely rejected by the other party.

"Understandable." Beichuan Temple glanced at the time.

It is more than eight o'clock in the morning, and he asked the school for leave in advance.

After all, it is best to investigate the matter of Sugihara Yuko as soon as possible.

"In this case, I will contact Aikawahara in person, and Qiu Xiao, you can investigate Sugihara Tamako's relationship with me for the time being."

Seeing that Aikawahara is probably already on standby at school to prepare for class, after all, Beichuan Temple is also the person who played him for a while, and this is still clearly known.

Taking advantage of this time, Beichuan Temple decided to reverse the order of the investigation a little bit, first go to the apartment rented by Sugihara Yuko, and then go directly to Sacred Heart Girls' School to meet Aikawahara in the afternoon.

As for the end of get out of class time - Beichuan Temple had already memorized the class schedule when reading the lesson plans.

Today is Monday, and Aikawahara's class is in the afternoon, as long as he goes to the gate of Sacred Heart Girls' High School at that time, there should be no problem in meeting Aikawahara.

Now that the plan has been made, Beichuan Temple no longer hesitates, greets Mika Nakajima and leaves.

The apartment area rented by Sugihara Tamako is in a high-end apartment complex in Shibuya District. The security system there is very strict, but Kitagawa Temple has Sugiharaki's phone number. It should not be difficult to get the extra room card from the person in charge of the apartment. What a problem.

It took more than ten minutes to take a ride from Bunkyo District to Beichuan Temple, and then led by the security guard in the security room, Beichuan Temple saw the person in charge of the apartment who was wearing a suit and looked ordinary.

"Is that Ms. Sugihara who lives in Room 403?" the person in charge of the apartment asked while flipping through the customer list.

"Yes." Beichuan Temple nodded in response.

Hearing Beichuan Temple's answer, the apartment pushed his glasses responsibly, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "But room 403 is not empty, Mr. Beichuan, I saw it last time..."

He got stuck in the middle of the sentence, as if there was something unspeakable.

"You can actually talk to Mr. Sugiharaki, the guardian of Ms. Sugihara Yuko, about these things. I just want to go into the room and have a look. Excuse me, can I trouble you to give me the room card first?" Kitagawa Temple replied calmly.

"Please allow me to confirm first. Please wait a moment, Mr. Beichuan." The person in charge of the apartment said politely, then picked up the microphone of the landline beside him, and started calling Sugiharaki.

There was a quick connection over there, with 'yes, yes, ok, I get it. ’ After these few words, the person in charge of the apartment put down the microphone and politely said to Beichuan Temple: "I will get the room card for you, Mr. Beichuan."

He checked there for a while, then took out a room card and handed it to Beichuan Temple.

"Excuse me." Beichuan Temple took the room card blankly, stood up and walked out the door.

Sugihara Yuko lived in Room 403, Building B. Beichuan Temple followed the signs and quickly came to Building B. After swiping his card to enter the door, he took the elevator and went straight to the fourth floor. Soon he came to the door of Room 403.

But--

Beichuan Temple subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

How could there be human voices in Room 403?

Voices of men and women?

Perhaps this is what the person in charge of the apartment did not finish.

Logically speaking, room 403 is an apartment room used by Sugihara Yuko alone, and no outsiders will come in——

Beichuan Temple pinched the room card and squinted his eyes. He didn't choose to use the key card to push the door to enter. Instead, he stood outside the door and rang the doorbell.

Ding dong——

The crisp sound of the electric bell rippled.

But no one came out of the room at all.

Without saying a word, Beichuan Temple put his finger on the doorbell button——

Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong...

The hurried voice made the room quiet, and it took a while for Beichuan Temple to hear a woman's teasing voice coming from the room.

"Hey, why don't you just go and have a look, maybe there's a courier or something coming."

"It's obviously only early in the morning, it's really troublesome."

"Haha, don't be angry, they will make up for you later."

There was another whisper.

To be honest, if Beichuan Temple's physical fitness had not improved a lot, it would be difficult for Beichuan Temple to hear their low-pitched conversation.

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple's complexion did not change at all, but there was a stern look between his brows.

trouble? If he didn't have something to ask these people, Beichuan Temple would have to let them know what real trouble is.

Accompanied by dull footsteps, someone came to the entrance, and then the other party opened the door without confirming through the cat's eye.

This is a man with dyed yellow hair. He has a ferocious appearance. He is the kind of hooligan who roams the streets at a glance.

This man is only in his twenties, which is considered a youthful age based on his facial expression, but that obtrusive yellow hair makes his actual age a lot older, making Beichuan Temple feel a little obtrusive.

"Who are you?" The man with yellow hair said impatiently when he saw Beichuan Temple, "I'm sorry, we don't accept door-to-door sales, please find the next one."

Beichuan Temple did not answer, but glanced at the other party calmly.

His gaze made the yellow-haired man feel uncomfortable, as if his whole body was being seen through by the cold and hard young man in front of him.

The man with yellow hair became more and more impatient, he shouted angrily:

"Go away! Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

Hearing the words of the man with yellow hair, Beichuan Temple looked away, and stretched out a finger with a flat expression:

"First. I'm not some suspicious salesman."

Then he held out a second finger:

"Secondly - judging by your reaction, you should not be a regular resident here, otherwise you wouldn't have said what you just said."

"Shibuya District is a standard rich area. Most people who can live in Shibuya District have an annual income of more than 8 million yen, and such high-end apartments are not allowed to enter the door-to-door salesman. The following The electronic gate will also keep them out...Then the next question is, who are you? Why do you live here? This should be where Miss Sugihara Yuko lives."

"Sugihara Tamako?" Hearing this name, the yellow-haired man's face visibly panicked, then his face sank, and he seemed even more impatient: "What does our living here have to do with you?! Get out of here! "

Beichuan Temple became silent again.

What is the relationship between the yellow-haired man in front of him and Sugihara Tamako? To be honest, Beichuan Temple doesn't want to go into it.

He just frowned and looked at each other.

The yellow-haired man had a strong smell of a man and a woman who had been entangled with each other, so he couldn't help showing such a disgusted expression.

"You bastard!!!"

Sensing Beichuan Temple's subtle look of disgust, the yellow-haired man finally couldn't help it. He punched Beichuan Temple's face directly, intending to make this cold-faced young man who suddenly appeared suffer.

then--

The yellow-haired man's eyes widened.

Because the angle of view changed instantly, the white ceiling came into view.

Just now, he seemed to only see the young man stretching out his hand, and he didn't know what the young man did, so he writhed in the air.

Boom! ! ! ! !

The yellow-haired man was knocked down heavily on the ground, making a dull human body sound.

pain!

it hurts!

The real pain came from his back, causing the yellow-haired man to widen his eyes and open his mouth like a dead fish.

Snapped!

Severe pain also came from the abdomen, and the squeeze-like pain made the whole body of the yellow-haired man thrash.

"You...you..." The yellow-haired man stared in horror at Beichuan Temple who had stepped on his stomach with wide eyes, his face twisted in pain and he was speechless for a long time.

Beichuan Temple ignored the other party's gaze and kicked the yellow-haired man in the abdomen.

Seeing the struggling look of the yellow-haired man spit out a mouthful of bile, Beichuan Temple still had that calm look.

It is not Beichuan Temple's style not to fight back and not to fight back, not to mention that he had already accumulated some emotions when he rang the doorbell just now.

The room is very dark, and the place is filled with the smell of intertwined male and female body parts...

Beichuan Temple couldn't help frowning because of the bad air quality.

He fished out a rubber stick from behind the door.

I don't know what the pair of men and women are using this rubber stick for, but it fits well in their hands anyway.

Hanging the door with anti-theft chains and locking it, Beichuan Temple remained expressionless, holding a rubber stick in one hand and pinching the hair of the man with yellow hair in the other, dragging him into the room.

 …

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

This is the time when the Sacred Heart Women's Academy ends classes and classes.

It's just that in the Sacred Heart Women's College, these ladies from various families always join some clubs.

If you went straight home after school, you would be out of place in this kind of place.

A young male teacher wearing gold-rimmed glasses looked at the active youthful bodies of the students on the playground, couldn't help but smiled and muttered to himself:

"It's great to enroll in Sacred Heart Girls' School through various relationships."

A scum like him can be the teacher of all these little girls living at the top of society, which makes him feel sweet pleasure all over his body.

Yes, Aikawahara is just a scumbag.

If you want to add a line of remarks in front of the scum, it is probably just a scum who can play the piano.

He spent money to find many people inside the system, fabricated a whitewashed resume, and usually pretended to be a gentleman, which naturally attracted the worship of many students.

Especially those girls who like to play the piano...

Aikawahara had a decent smile on his face.

Today's sunset made him feel a little comfortable. The flame-like sunset was projected from high above the sky, making him feel like he was soaked in dangling sugar water——

"Let's go back."

Today's class is over, Aikawahara decided to go back early.

And just as he was thinking this way, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

The sender was his good friend named 'Yusuke Hanagaki'.

The text message read very succinctly:

'Come back and have a drink. '

"This guy Yusuke." Aikawahara smiled.

Among all his friends, Yusuke Hanagaki is the one he admires the most, and he always has a lot of topics to chat with.

"Forget it, let's go there."

He still wouldn't refuse Hanagaki Yusuke's invitation, just having a drink won't affect anything.

With this in mind, Aikawa went downstairs quickly and left the Sacred Heart Girls' School.

During the period, many reverent eyes came from everywhere.

This greatly satisfied Aikawahara's vanity.

Looks like tomorrow will be another good day.

Thinking so, he walked towards the apartment in the rich area step by step.

Sacred Heart Girls' High School is in Shibuya District, so he can just walk over there.

After about five minutes, he came to the bottom of Building B, took out his briefcase, and took out the key card from it.

After swiping the key card, he entered the elevator with ease and went straight to the fourth floor.

Outside the door of room 403, Aikawahara tidied up his appearance, coughed twice, took out the key card, swiped the card and went directly into the room.

Bright--

The room is very bright.

The clean floor, the room is full of fresh air, and the shoes under the feet are arranged neatly, which makes people feel happy.

"Huh? Xiongsuke, you kid, did you take the wrong medicine?" Looking at the clean and tidy scene, he couldn't help joking at the entrance, and then walked in.

Quiet...

Some are too quiet.

The last time Aikawa was here, Yusuke Hanagaki was making out with his girlfriend, and the timing was right... Yusuke Hanagaki never minded sharing with others—

cough cough.

Aikawahara threw out all the nasty thoughts in his mind, and walked into the room with a happy face.

Then, he saw an unbelievable scene.

Yusuke Hanagaki's hands were tightly bound with thick tape, and he was lying on the ground with scars on his face and body.

On the other side, his girlfriend...the woman with the big wavy hairstyle...was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

Her face was stained with tears, swollen high, and bloodshot.

"What's going on? What happened to you two?!" Aikawahara looked at this scene in shock, with a surprised tone.

What the hell happened? How did the two of them become like this?

Could it be a new way to play?

But is there still such a way to play?

Woo hoo!

Woo hoo!

When Yusuke Hanagaki and his girlfriend saw Aikawahara, their eyes were wide open, and they were frantically struggling on the ground, as if they wanted to tell him something.

"What are you two doing? I'll untie it for you two first."

The movement of the two of them covered up the sound of closing the door silently. Aikawahara scratched his head incomprehension, stretched out his hand and tore off the tape around Yusuke Hanagaki's mouth, and asked simply, "What's the matter?"

"Behind! Watch out for your back!"

Hanagaki Yusuke's eyes widened, and a woman's shrill voice came out. He was terrified, as if he had seen some kind of indescribable monster.

"behind?"

Aikawa turned his head subconsciously.

Blood-stained rubber sticks caught his eyes.

Boom! ! ! !

What followed was the dull sound of a human body falling to the ground.

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