This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

When meeting with Sugiharaki again, Kitagawa Temple knew that Sugiharaki had injected 50 million yen into the Kitagawa God Club in his own name.

Regarding this point, Beichuan Temple did not say any words of thanks, but just handed Aikawahara to Sugiharaki, explained the general situation, and then handed over the recording pen to Sugiharaki.

After doing this, Beichuan Temple was not interested in witnessing the follow-up of those scumbags, so he went home and brought out Xikujo and Kagura Ling.

Beichuan Temple closed the notebook of Sugihara Tamako's mother, Sugihara Tamako, and after reconfirming the above information, he muttered to himself:

"Tonight should be over."

"Tonight... the end? Is this too urgent?...Beichuan...It's better to proceed step by step." The gaze of the god stationed next to Makie fell gently, and analyzed in a calm tone : "It is true... now that you have... got a lot of information, you are still thinking about the world..."

"I know it well." Beichuan Temple replied simply.

"...Really?" Kamizu Makie couldn't believe it.

Next to her, Xi Kujo shrugged shruggingly at her, as if to say, "You really don't understand my brother Si" with that cute look.

After finishing this action, Xi Kujo poorly grabbed Beichuan Temple by the collar again, and leaned on his shoulder again, the puppet stared at the night scene outside the window with ecstasy.

This is probably the first time that Beichuan Temple took her out at seven or eight o'clock.

Moreover, it was a wealthy shopping area in Shibuya that she had never seen before, and there were young couples walking back and forth everywhere.

Especially when he saw some young men and women in couple clothes, Xi Kujo jumped directly onto Beichuan Temple's head pitifully and excitedly.

While patting Beichuan Temple's head, she pointed at the couples in couple outfits, her eyes full of eagerness to try.

"We'll wear it together next time when we have time." Beichuan Temple replied blankly, but his eyes were also attracted by the night view of Tokyo.

The crowd...

Passers-by playing with mobile phones, flashing neon lights, advertisements on the large LCD bulletin board in the distance...

Tokyo at night has a charming charm.

As a resident here, Sugihara Tamako sees the scenery like this?

But these have little to do with Beichuan Temple.

All he has to do is to pull out Sugihara Yuko who is immersed in her dream.

That's all -

 …

Sugihara Tamako's ward felt deadly.

Tamako Sugihara's heart rate flashed on the screen of the ECG.

Neat and white hospital beds, thin curtains for partitions, all these make the air float in a completely different atmosphere from other wards——

Beichuan Temple opened the thin curtain, pulled a round chair and sat down.

"Since...it's decided to end this time...poor me and...have to go in together..." Kamizu Makie said bumpingly beside her.

"Can you still do this kind of thing?"

Beichuan Temple's expression changed, and he asked curiously.

He was not surprised that Kamizu Makie could enter other people's world of mind image, but what surprised Kitagawa Temple was that she could make Nishi Kujo poorly enter Sugihara Tamako's world of mind image.

"It's also possible for you who have the ability to attract soul flowers...I have experience before...and I'm a spirit body now. In terms of ability alone...it's much stronger than me back then."

Shen Zhu Maki stuttered and explained, and then said; "I will go in with you poorly, and I will give you a care..."

"That's fine." After thinking about it, Beichuan Temple did not reject Kamizu Makie.

This is a good way, with Kamizu Makie and Nishi Kujo poorly by his side, and someone who can discuss things, so there is no need to refuse at all.

"Let's start." Beichuan Temple began to use his ability to attract soul flowers.

After entering twice, he also gradually became proficient.

Accompanied by a subtle sense of out-of-body, the angle of view rises, and the surroundings suddenly plunge into darkness.

At the moment when the darkness fell, Beichuan Temple also heard a woman's regretful sigh:

"Tamako... People always disappear... Animals too... Come, let's bury it under the tree in the yard."

The voice of the voice gradually faded away.

A grotesque halo flashed in front of Beichuan Temple.

The next moment, Beichuan Temple had the feeling of stepping on the ground.

But this time was different.

"Um?"

Beichuan Temple stretched out his hands.

This is the same palm as in reality.

He took another look at his clothes.

The clothes are also exactly the same as in reality.

Beichuan Temple walked to the side mirror, turned his face and glanced at himself.

Black eyes, delicate face, and deep facial features give people a cold and hard feeling.

"But here it is completely different from reality."

Beichuan Temple glanced at the surrounding environment.

This is still the familiar location of the health room.

The dim red sunset sprinkled the entire health care room like blood.

But it was completely different from the previous two times.

The pillar of flesh hanging down from the ceiling, on the pink and tender flesh, is full of human eyeballs.

They stared straight at Beichuan Temple.

The ground is also covered with soft pieces of meat...they are clinging to the floor, constantly wriggling.

The stench lingered in this space, even if it was opened naturally, it was also filled with this stench.

Beichuan Temple is very familiar with this stench.

It's just what I smelled this morning... Yusuke Hanagaki and his girlfriend after lingering.

Xi Kutiao, who was lying on Beichuan Temple's shoulder, covered his nose with his chubby arms pitifully and full of disgust.

She still maintains the appearance of a puppet in this situation.

But there is still a god in Makie?

Beichuan Temple raised his head, and finally found an illusory shadow beside him.

Seeing him looking over, Kamito Makie stammered and asked:

"What is...what's going on here? It's completely...not like Beichuan you said..."

"The world of mental images may not be static." Beichuan Temple analyzed rationally: "When I came last time, Sugihara Yuko's mental state was obviously very stable. But as time passed, her mental state became unstable and became like this."

"I... that's not what I'm talking about... What are you going to do next?... There might be monsters in this kind of mental imagery world." Kamizu Makie stammered and wanted to say What, but saw that Beichuan Temple had opened a locker on one side, and took out a broom from it.

"What are you doing?" Kamizu Makie asked in a strange tone.

Beichuan Temple didn't answer, but twisted off the front end of the broom without raising his head. The broom head fell to the ground, and at the same time, the iron part of the broom was twisted into a sharp spiral.

He raised his hand expressionlessly and inserted it into the deformed flesh column next to him.

Pooh! ! !

Blood splattered all over Beichuan Temple's face.

"What are you doing..." Shenzhu Makie looked at Beichuan Temple's cold and fierce look, his mouth moved, but he didn't dare to ask again.

"Make a weapon." Beichuan Temple held the thing in his hand, and at the same time he pulled out a crowbar from the messy locker.

He stuck the crowbar behind him, and continued: "The Sacred Heart Girls' High School has become what it is now, and I don't know what's inside. It's always good to be fully prepared."

"On the contrary, it's you, why are you so pitiful that you have become a reality, and you are still a phantom?"

Beichuan Temple cast a sideways glance at Zhu Makie.

"...I don't know either...Maybe it's because of...this inexplicable mental space problem."

The surroundings are full of meat, and the wriggling meat is also attached to the ground...

It was as if the three of them entered the body of a certain creature in an instant.

"Poor thing, it's time for us to go." After Beichuan Temple prepared everything, he turned his head and greeted Xi Kujo poorly who jumped on the table and didn't know what he was doing.

After listening to Beichuan Temple's words, Xi Kujo turned his head and pointed at something with his chubby arms.

That is a book.

Hard black book covers with horrific drawings of angels being dragged into hell by endless hunks of flesh.

"This is...?" Beichuan Temple put aside a sharp iron rod and picked up the book.

The book is very heavy, it seems to be made of iron or copper, the pages are very thick, it seems that there are not many pages.

Beichuan Temple turned to the first page.

I saw the lengthy words written on it, in order to avoid the suspicion of the number of words, here is only a paragraph for the time being:

‘O mes frères, qui à travers cent mille dangers; Etes venus aux confins de l...’

"What... does this mean?" Kamizu Makie was dumbfounded.

She has lived in Shenzhu Village all year round, but she has never seen this language at all.

Beichuan Temple squinted at her, stroked the words on it that looked like they were carved out of nails, and replied calmly: "This is the French translation of the 26th song of Dante's "Divine Comedy", but this is just an excerpt."

"French?"

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple was too lazy to explain these things to the god resident Makie, and just translated word by word: "Brothers! You have gone through untold hardships and finally reached the west. You have saved some energy at the end. You can still use it now. You should Follow the sun and find no man's land."

"Oh." Kamizu Maki pretended to understand: "But what does this mean?"

"The 26 songs of the Divine Comedy of Hell are divided into four parts. The first is Dante's curse on Florence, combined with the background of the time... Forget it, you can't understand it, you just need to know, this part Telling about 'The Last Voyage of Ulysses' would do."

"Ulysses is portrayed as a hero in Homer's Odyssey, but in Dante's Divine Comedy, he is a villain. He committed all kinds of crimes, and more It was a violation of God’s will, insisting on sailing to the extreme west, triggering God’s wrath at the last moment, and the whole ship was knocked down and sank to the bottom of the sea—and the translation just now is that he encouraged the sailors on his last voyage what they said."

But is this really the case?

Beichuan Temple was lost in thought.

The Ulysses portrayed by Dante may indeed be despicable, but at the same time, he is also an image of humanism.

Ulysses is indeed cunning, but he also experienced all kinds of evils committed by human beings and challenged the authority of God on his last voyage. This was undoubtedly something that could never be revealed under the oppression of religious thought at that time.

"Do you want to use it to explain yourself?" Beichuan Temple narrowed his eyes.

Borrowing Ulysses himself, this may be Sugihara Tamako's idea.

She does a lot of things that a high school student should never do, which is not too far off the image of Ulysses.

If the other party is borrowing Ulysses to describe himself, then the ceiling and the ground are full of disgusting pieces of meat, which looks like the end of the world. Isn't it like "Ulysses' last voyage"?

If he failed this time, Beichuan Temple estimated that it would be difficult for him to enter this world of mental images again.

He also wanted to keep scrolling down.

But the next page seemed to be glued together, and it was impossible to open it.

Even if you can't read it, Beichuan Temple can't just leave it here.

He found a student bag from the bed next to him, stuffed the book into it, and walked out holding the spiral iron pipe in one hand.

The aisle is filled with pink fleshy tissue, like the esophagus of some kind of creature.

Beichuan Temple looked out subconsciously.

An inverse pentagram was drawn with a lime machine on the playground.

For some reason, the inverted pentagram drawn with a lime machine seems to be shining with scarlet blood.

"Beichuan, on the right." Shenzhu Makie lowered his voice, and greeted Beichuan Temple's ear.

Um?

Beichuan Temple turned around.

At the stairs on the right, there was a monster wriggling with lumps of flesh and full of tentacles moving down from above.

The monster's body is densely covered with eyeballs, but it still makes a youthful and beautiful voice like a high school girl's:

"Teacher...teacher...teacher...?"

This weird and penetrating scene made Kamizu Makie shrink her head.

If it was a resentful spirit, she would definitely not show such an expression.

But this thing is different.

It is full of elements that Kamito Makie hates.

Beichuan Temple glanced at the wriggling monster indifferently, and walked in the opposite direction when he saw that the other party hadn't noticed him.

Similarly, he didn't forget to look around.

The entire school building was empty, except for the voices of young and beautiful female students coming from everywhere, there was no other movement.

"Let's go up to the rooftop and take a look." Beichuan Temple groped towards the rooftop step by step with light hands and feet.

You can have an overview of the whole situation on the rooftop. Similarly, you may be able to find Sugihara Tamako hiding somewhere.

After hiding in Tibet, Beichuan Temple stood under the stairs on the rooftop.

What was placed in front of him was a wriggling monster with a huge fleshy mass of two or three people.

"Beichuan... what should we do?" Kamizu Makie looked at the monster in front of him, and couldn't help but drifted back a few meters.

With such a disgusting shape, but also making such a cute and sweet voice, it really makes people shudder.

"Why don't you find another gap? In the world of mind imagery, you don't have the power in reality." Shenzhu Makie didn't stutter at all this time, and the words came out very smoothly, and there was hardly any collision. The place.

"Find another way?"

Beichuan Temple was silent for a while, and glanced sideways at the monster of flesh blocking the door in front of it.

He seemed to be thinking about gains and losses.

Kamizu Makie breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Beichuan Temple still seemed very sensible.

Then...

Then Kamizu Makie saw the back of Beichuan Temple decisively holding the steel pipe and rushing up——

Do it, and you're done.

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