This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Dream...

It's that dream again.

It's raining weather, and the darkness spreads forward.

On both sides were stone lamps shining with a tragic red light.

The stone lamp is made of gray stone with slippery moss attached to it.

There are still people around...they are all people...

The faces of these people were filled with gray miasma, and their facial features seemed to be displaced at a glance.

The priest is holding a tin staff in his hand... I don't know what these tin staffs are used for. They have a sharp and slender bottom, and three tin rings hanging on them. Just take a step forward and you can hear a tinkling sound.

This crisp sound, very faint amidst the heavy rain, coupled with the constant chanting of hymns, gave people an inexplicable eerie feeling.

Everything seemed to have lost its color.

Except for the dancing firelight, everything is a miserable gray...

Move forward...keep moving forward...

In the future, Kamiya could see that he himself had also become distorted and deformed...with bright totems on his pale gray arms.

Well? !

Mirai Kamiya shuddered and turned over to wake up.

"That was...?"

Mirai Kamiya subconsciously reached out his hand and wiped the sweat from his face.

But the moment she stretched out her hand, she clearly saw a tragic red totem flashing past her wrist.

The totem flickered very fast, even making Kamiya Mirai feel like he was seeing an hallucination.

Um? !

Kamiya Mirai was stunned for a moment, then carefully looked at his wrist again and again.

The snow-white wrists were empty and looked smooth and flat.

"What's wrong? Future?"

Beichuanji, who was sleeping next to her, was awakened by her movement. He propped himself up and looked over calmly.

Hearing Kitagawaji's question, Kamiya Mirai blinked.

Was that just a hallucination? Or is there really a totem emerging on the wrist?

The future of these divine valleys is all unclear.

And the most important thing is that telling Beichuan Temple about this kind of thing might only increase his burden...

Kamiya Mirai thought about it, finally clapped his hands, nodded his head and made a cry for help:

"Tera-kun! Just now there seemed to be a mark on my wrist similar to the totem in the dream!"

Although I don’t want to add to Beichuan Temple’s burden, I must tell Beichuan Temple about this abnormal situation in advance. If I really leave it there and ignore it, it will eventually lead to the matter becoming more serious and making Beichuan Temple unable to remedy it... That’s right Real stupidity!

Regardless of whether it is a vision or not, it is a wise and correct choice to tell Beichuan Temple about this matter.

For example, in TV dramas and novels, the heroine conceals a condition such as leukemia when she first discovers it, and only tells the hero when the condition becomes serious——

indecisive? That’s not her Kamiya Mirai’s style!

"The totem-like mark in the dream?"

After hearing Mirai Kamiya's words, Kitagawaji stretched out his hand and pinched Mirai Kamiya's wrist.

Mirai Kamiya looked at him obediently, waiting for the results of his observation.

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Kitagawaji stared at her hands and wrists for a long time, using both his death energy and Asamiya Eisei's kind thoughts.

But nothing can be seen.

Mirai Kamiya's hands were still the same hands, and they were very beautiful hands to Kitagawaji.

"Nothing can be found yet."

Kitagawa Temple put down Kamiya Mirai's wrist and said thoughtfully: "It seems that there will be more things to ask tomorrow."

Mouchi witch, strange dreams...these are the things Beichuan Temple needs to ask about the Mouchi family tomorrow.

Now it seems that we need to add the issue of ‘totem’.

Kitagawa Temple comforted Kamiya Mirai and went back to sleep, while he lay thinking about the problem.

Beichuanji thought about this until dawn in the morning.

Beichuanji, who really couldn't sleep, got up gently.

He washed briefly, had another breakfast, and then took the bus to the long road beside Kagoshima Port.

He heard Hiroto Nakajima say that this long road is the most scenic place in the vicinity and is also a good place to relax.

I can't sleep now anyway, so I just came over to relax and look at the scenery.

This road bypassing the port road is specially used for students walking in classes near Kagoshima Port.

Standing here and looking towards the coastline, you can clearly see the scenery of Kagoshima Port in the early morning.

It was a majestic picture.

Moisture floats on the surface of the sea, but the orange light of dawn penetrates this moisture and reflects directly on the sea surface. The sparkling sea surface shines with an intoxicating brilliance.

On this magnificent sea, there are a series of ferries and fishing boats moored in the port. The fishermen, as small as ants, are busy on the boats.

They have closed the net and returned.

This is really a nice view.

Attracted by this charming scenery, Kitagawa Temple wanted to take a deep breath to feel the morning air...but he suddenly turned his head the next moment, and the deathly aura suddenly flashed in his black eyes.

Looking from his side, he could clearly see a woman wearing a black kimono standing not far from him.

The other party wears ebony clogs and has long hair in the style of a girl. On both sides of her long black hair, there are bows tied together.

The surface of the black kimono is patterned with gold and red carvings, making it look expensive and sophisticated.

The person who comes out wearing this outfit is definitely not an ordinary person.

Especially since the other party can appear beside me quietly and still be so close!

No matter how you look at it, it's not normal.

Kitagawaji narrowed his eyes.

Under the sight of death, the kind thoughts lingering on the other party are clearly visible.

The total amount of kind thoughts is astonishing. Just looking at it this way, it is estimated that there are already two kind thoughts combined by the two kind spirits Nishikujo Pity and Kamizaki Maki.

But before Beichuan Temple could speak, the other party had already spoken first:

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Kitagawa."

"...from the Mou Chi family?"

Beichuan Temple flipped his wrist, and crystal clear silver light shone on the bottom of his sleeves.

"Yes...but no." The woman in black kimono turned her head and looked at Kitagawa Temple.

She nodded calmly, then shook her head.

Yes or no?

Beichuanji raised his eyebrows.

Could it be that this woman wanted to talk to him about something philosophical?

The woman turned her head again, and the soft voice came out again.

"The duty of fishermen is to fish, and the duty of ferrymen is to ferry people across the river... Some people think that is their duty and what they should do..."

"But in fact, they only do these things to survive by fishing and ferrying people across the river to make money...Essentially, they just do it to survive."

Her words stopped here, as if she had some unfinished meaning.

The woman turned her head and stared at Beichuan Temple with her black eyes unblinking:

"In terms of ethics and blood relationship, I am indeed a member of the Mouchi family, but this time I temporarily put aside my responsibilities to the Mouchi family to see Mr. Beichuan, so it can be said that I am not a member of the Mouchi family. people."

As she spoke, she kept looking at Beichuan Temple, and then she showed a look of silence: "Such a strong 'Y'...is it? I see."

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Kitagawaji turned his wrist and watched this woman's movements all the time.

"What I want to say... It's not important to Mr. Kitagawa. What's more important is what Mr. Kitagawa wants to hear, right?"

The other party took a step back and said in a gentle voice: "At two o'clock in the afternoon, I will be waiting for Mr. Beichuan at Mou Chi's house. At that time, I will answer some of Mr. Beichuan's questions accordingly."

After saying this, the woman turned and left.

The clogs made a crisp sound when they came into contact with the ground.

Then--

The clogs stopped, and the woman in black kimono raised her head in surprise.

Because Beichuanji had stopped her directly.

Looking at her somewhat astonished expression, Beichuan Temple said expressionlessly: "Since you know my affairs, you will naturally know what will happen in the future, and the matter of 'Mouchi Witch' should be considered relatively confidential in the Mouchi family. That's right. According to my guess, you should be a relatively high-status member of the Mou Chi family."

Michi Seira, who is in charge of the Tokyo area, doesn't even know the purpose of searching for Miko Michi, but the woman in front of him seems to know it very well. From this, he also knows the high status of women in black kimonos.

In that case——

Then we can't let her go!

Who dares to appear in front of him so directly, he is still a high-ranking member of the Mou Chi family...

"What do you want to do?"

The face of the woman in black kimono tightened, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

This time she contacted Beichuan Temple in advance, in fact, she wanted Beichuan Temple to think that she was an unpredictable person.

But...

Seeing the expression of Kitagawa Temple's eyes shining, the woman in black kimono was no longer as optimistic as she was at the beginning.

"What do I want to do?" Kitagawaji looked at the woman in black kimono in front of him, but he also didn't understand the meaning of her question.

In a sense, he now has a hostile relationship with the Mou Chi family.

If there is an intelligence source in front of him that he can directly ask for information, will he choose to let him go?

This can't be good at all?

Although the other party just said a lot of philosophical words, this does not fundamentally change the fact that she is weaker than him.

"Do you think I will simply let you go just because you said a few convoluted words that sounded like philosophy?"

Kitagawa Temple narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Ah..." The woman in black kimono opened her mouth wide.

If you go by Beichuan Temple's statement...this is indeed the truth.

If Mirai Kamiya were in front of the woman in black kimono, she would definitely not let Mirai Kamiya go.

This is a normal way of thinking.

Having said this, Beichuan Temple did not continue to talk. He flipped his wrist and a death-qi sledgehammer appeared.

Fortunately, it is still early in the morning and there are no people on this coastal road, so Beichuan Temple can commit crimes so brazenly!

"What do you want to do?!"

The woman in black kimono screamed in shock and anger.

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple was speechless.

He felt that this woman in black kimono was a little confused.

Isn't it clear what he wants to do?

Beichuanji shook his head and strode over.

The woman in black kimono sent out a few symbolic thoughts of kindness, but Kitagawa Temple dodged them at an extraordinary speed.

Then--

Then she was directly restrained by Beichuanji.

The woman in black kimono widened her eyes, as if she had no idea that things would turn out like this.

She hurriedly shouted: "Stop! I am the current head of the Mouchi family! Mouchi Zhenshi!"

Mou Chi Zhenshi directly revealed his identity, hoping to shock Beichuan Temple.

"Isn't that better?" Beichuan Temple's eyes were already shining.

Isn't this better? !

The head of the family knows more information! Also learn more about the secrets of Miko Mouchi!

This is simply an actionable source of human flesh information!

Beichuan Temple was originally hesitant to directly knock this woman unconscious.

Now that he knew the identity of the other party, his original hesitation turned into joyful determination.

Raise your hand without hesitation.

A hammer hit her on the head.

He didn't have much strength, but he just managed to knock Mou Chi Zhenshi out.

He directly carried it on his shoulders and rushed towards the Nakajima family with all his speed while muttering to himself: "I didn't expect that I would meet the current head of the Mouchi family when I came out to relax..."

Then he added two more words in a low voice:

"Fortunately, the head of the family looked stupid and appeared directly in front of me, giving me such a great opportunity."

This woman, Mou Chi Zhenshi, probably relies on her status as the head of the family and is not afraid of anyone at all.

She must also have thought that Beichuan Temple would be wary of her status as the head of the family and would not do anything to her, so she appeared in front of Beichuan Temple so carelessly.

But the final result was that Beichuan Temple did not accept her behavior at all.

If you ask, Hammer will greet you first.

I went out to relax, but ended up kidnapping the head of the Mou Chi family back home.

This is really a good thing.

Beichuanji couldn't help but think.

He turned his head and looked at Mou Chi Zhenshi's unconscious appearance with his mouth open, feeling satisfied in his heart.

The owner of the house who gave it so freely hopes to have more in the future.

...

Mou Chi Zhenshi woke up to a burst of noise.

When she woke up, she could still feel the drowsiness deep in her brain.

She shook her head and glanced around subconsciously.

Then she noticed someone was looking at her.

And it’s not just one!

One is a female good spirit in a white kimono sitting in front of her.

The corners of the other person's eyes are dotted with a little mole of tears. His eyes are delicate and he looks very cultivated.

The other one was a good spirit wearing a witch costume with a game console in his hand. When he saw her waking up, he turned around and called Kitagawaji's name noisily.

There is still one...

"Well...?"

Mou Chi Zhenshi couldn't help but turn his head.

It was a puppet benevolent spirit. Although it looked shabby and ferocious on the outside, the other party was indeed a benevolent spirit.

The other party was holding a thin needle and sewing something seriously.

At this moment, when he felt his gaze, the good puppet spirit also subconsciously raised his head.

Button's eyes met his own.

Then--

The puppet Shanling leaned back and suddenly fell to the ground, as if he was frightened by his own gaze.

"????" Mou Chi Zhenshi.

She opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to speak.

Then a cold voice was heard coming from top to bottom.

"you're awake?"

Thanks to Yi Zhi-Yi Zhi for the tip! Thank you so much!