This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Since Nakajima Mika's parents are going to visit tomorrow, Kitagawa Temple also asked Nakajima Mika and Kitagawa Eri to clean up their untidy living room.

Then he wanted to go out to buy some tea.

Because of Beichuan Temple's hobbies, and the fact that there are quite a lot of people who came to Beichuan Temple recently, the consumption of tea is also a bit large, so he has to go out.

But as soon as he went out, Beichuan Temple felt the sight from the dark.

These are probably people from the Nakajima Foundation.

And depending on the situation, it should have been two days before I came here to stay.

It seems that Nakajima's parents didn't care about her as Nakajima Mika said.

Beichuan Temple ignored them and walked to the convenience store on its own.

After he came out to buy something, there were two bodyguards in black suits standing outside the convenience store.

Excuse me, is this Mr. Beichuan? the first bodyguard with a cropped cut asked.

Um.

Can I trouble you to come with me? Don't worry, we are members of the Nakajima Consortium, and we are not suspicious people. Of course, if you don't want to come with us, we won't take you away by force. Everything is fine. It's up to you to decide.

The two bodyguards moved out of the way, as if they were at their will.

Seeing their respectful faces, Beichuan Temple just shook his head.

It's useless to talk to me, the key lies in Ms. Nakajima's own thoughts.

After saying this, Beichuan Temple walked away.

As mentioned earlier, this matter is a family affair of the Nakajima family.

Kitagawa Temple would not interfere with other people's family affairs, nor would he have the leisure time to interfere with the Nakajima family's family affairs.

If Mika Nakajima can convince Patriarch Nakajima, then Beichuan Temple will continue to take care of her until the end of the commission, and if Patriarch Nakajima convinces Mika Nakajima, Temple will send her away without saying a word.

This is someone else's business, he really has no position as an outsider to interfere with Nakajima Mika and the Nakajima Consortium.

Seeing the back of Beichuan Temple leaving, the inch-headed bodyguard also quickly made a phone call: Sorry, Mr. Nakajima, we failed to convince Mr. Beichuan.

Okay, I understand, I'll go back now.

He put away his mobile phone, winked at his companions, and quickly disappeared into the vast night.

 …

The next day, Beichuan house.

Eri, look at me like this, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

Nakajima Mika, who was wearing jeans and a white-pink shirt, stood in front of the hanging mirror in the living room, calling for Kitagawa Eri to come over and help her make up her mind.

...This is already the third set, Mika-san. Beichuan Eri said helplessly, pinching the center of her brows.

Because Chiba Hotaru will also be witnessing the problems between Mika Nakajima and her parents today, she also has to take another day off.

But this day seems to have been deprived by Mika Nakajima.

She was woken up by Mika Nakajima early in the morning, and then watched her choose clothes here.

The key is to just choose the clothes, and Mika Nakajima has to show her.

Just look at it, Mika Nakajima doesn't seem to care about her opinion at all, but the other party just let me take a look.

Yes, just to take a look, and then she went back to her room to change a set.

But seeing that Mika Nakajima has always been her favorite singer, Eri Kitagawa didn't pay too much attention.

The two continued to go to the room to change clothes, Kitagawa Eri commented, went to the room to change clothes, Kitagawa Eri commented on this monotonous process.

Isn't it the same as what you wear? Just keep a normal attitude. Mika, don't be nervous. Chiba Yingying said a little worriedly beside her.

She was afraid that something would happen after Mika Nakajima got nervous.

I'm nervous? Mika Nakajima stopped carrying her clothes.

She glanced at Qianye Ying with some amusement: Ying, don't you underestimate me? Think I'm just a simple salted egg?

Mika Nakajima's majestic neutral face is full of confidence: Don't forget, I'm a diva-level singer who never changes color in front of everyone in the Budokan.

... Qianye Ying.

I hope so. Chiba Hotaru shook her head, tentatively believing Mika Nakajima's statement.

At this time, Beichuan Temple came over with a teacup.

The teacup is set on a small porcelain cup, which looks very delicate.

Have a sip of tea.

Kitagawa Temple handed over the tea cup in his hand to Mika Nakajima.

Yeah! Nakajima Mika put down her clothes, and took the teacup without changing her expression.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa——

Under the eyes of Chiba Hotaru and Kitagawa Eri, Nakajima Mika's palm holding the handle of the teacup led the whole teacup to dance.

Among them, the tea was stirring, and it felt like it was about to be spilled several times.

Aren't you nervous? Beichuan Temple took the teacup back and asked back after taking a sip.

... Mika Nakajima.

The behavior of Beichuan Temple was like knocking her down to the ground, and then he stabbed her hard.

Chiba Ying also sighed speechlessly, and then gave her friend a step down: ...Actually, I can't blame Mika, she hasn't seen Uncle Nakajima or Aunt Nakajima for almost five years.

The more I said it, the more miserable I felt.

Mika Nakajima felt a little sad and angry, but she didn't know how to refute Chiba Hotaru and Kitagawa Temple, so she could only lay down on the sofa with a thud, looking at the ceiling and thinking about life.

Actually, Uncle Nakajima and Aunt Nakajima must also want to see you, Mika. No matter what, I don't think you need to think too badly about it.

Chiba Yingying said a word of relief.

The most complicated thing for me now is...I don't know what expression to use to face them.

As an entertainer, Mika Nakajima definitely has no problem in receiving people and things.

But she hasn't met her parents for too long, what expression should she use, and what should she do?

Just when she was distressed, Beichuan Temple's voice sounded again:

Isn't it just to meet your parents? You can just follow the usual pace. Ms. Nakajima, you are very nervous now, which is natural, but you also have to think that your parents may be even more nervous than you.

My parents will be nervous? How is that possible?

Mika Nakajima was a little dumbfounded.

The father and mother in my memory are always serious and loving. As the helm of the Nakajima family, they have always been prepared to face landslides without changing their expressions. To make those two people nervous...

too difficult.

Miss Nakajima, you haven't seen your parents for five years.

I...

Mika Nakajima left university at the age of nineteen and chose her favorite music path. She made her official debut at the age of twenty-two, and reached the pinnacle of her career as a singer at the age of twenty-three.

Now she is twenty-four years old.

Five years, maybe this time has changed something. Kitagawa Temple did not make Mika Nakajima too optimistic, nor did she make her too pessimistic.

I see.

Mika Nakajima took a deep breath, and then thanked softly: Thank you, Kitagawa. Really... Thank you for taking care of me all this time.

She knew that this young man who didn't seem to have much emotional ups and downs actually did a lot for her.

I can rekindle hope for life like now, thanks to Beichuan Temple and——

Mika Nakajima looked at Sayuri Watanabe floating in the air, her gaze softened even more.

Sayuri Watanabe has been cheering her on during this period of time, and her desire for life has also been conveyed to Mika Nakajima's heart.

Beichuan Temple said that as long as the time is right, Watanabe Sayuri will re-enter her body.

When the time comes... thank you very much.

I don't know when, I have already owed a lot of favors——

It's okay. Beichuan Temple waved his hand, his expression unchanged: You don't need to thank me.

Beichuan... Mika Nakajima was a little moved.

You gave me money. Beichuan Temple said again.

Bei Chuan!!!!!!

Mika Nakajima fried.

When she was deeply moved, Beichuan Temple choked her half to death with a single sentence, and the original feeling of moving disappeared.

She looked at Beichuan Temple annoyed and angrily, and when she wanted to say something, she heard Beichuan Temple ask:

Are you still nervous?

... Mika Nakajima.

After Beichuan Temple's shock just now, she was indeed much more awake, and she was not as nervous as she was at the beginning.

It's just... Beichuan Temple did it on purpose?

Nakajima Mika stole a glance at Kitagawa Temple's expression.

Would such a straight man of steel have that kind of scheming? No way?

If it wasn't on purpose...

Mika Nakajima was a little confused.

Just as she was thinking back and forth, the doorbell rang.

The Nakajima couple came.

Kitagawa Temple winked at Kitagawa Eri first, and asked her to take back Mika Nakajima's clothes scattered on the sofa, and then got Mika Nakajima and Hotaru Chiba ready, and then stood up and opened the door.

There were two people standing outside the door.

A man and a woman.

The middle-aged man was wearing simple casual clothes, and his hair was neatly combed, but even so, it couldn't cover up some gray hair. Beside him, a middle-aged woman was putting her hand on his elbow , kind-hearted, and dressed in casual clothes.

No matter where this pair of men and women looked, they probably gave people the impression of a middle-aged couple that can be seen everywhere.

There are no so-called groups of bodyguards in black, nor elongated black commercial vehicles.

Beichuan Temple also felt it.

The bodyguards outside did not know when they had all withdrawn.

In other words, the couple really had no one to protect them, and they walked all the way.

I'm Hiroto Nakajima, and this is Hitomi Nakajima, my wife.

Nakajima Hiroto introduced himself with a polite nod to Kitagawa Temple.

I am Beichuan Temple, please come in, both of you. Beichuan Temple moved out of the way.

Excuse me, Kitagawa-kun. Nakajima Hitomi said kindly.

Where, Ms. Nakajima has been waiting for you two for a long time, please come in.

Nakajima Hiroto and Nakajima Hitomi exchanged glances, and followed Kitagawa Temple.

Change your shoes and enter the living room.

Mika Nakajima has been looking at Hiroto Nakajima and Hitomi Nakajima.

They get old.

Really getting old.

In the past, my father's back was always straight, and my mother's eyes were much brighter than now.

But now it is different.

There is no need to observe carefully at all, the changes between Hiroto Nakajima and Hitomi Nakajima can only be seen with the naked eye.

What did you want to say?

Do you want to say hello? Still want to ask what's going on?

Mika Nakajima forgot.

It had been five years since she had seen Hiroto Nakajima and Hitomi Nakajima, and she couldn't hold back a word.

Hiroto Nakajima's complexion was tense, his eyes lingered on Mika Nakajima's face for a long time, his palms were tightened and then loosened.

His face was still hard, but he seemed to be relieved:

...you don't look like much.

After saying this, Hiroto Nakajima turned his face to the other side, seeming a little embarrassed.

Father... Mika Nakajima trembled a little.

Mika. Hitomi Nakajima took a deep breath.

She wasn't as awkward as Hiroto Nakajima, she just stepped forward without saying a word and hugged Mika Nakajima tightly:

How are you doing recently? It's just spring, why are you wearing so little clothes?

Miss Ying said that you are sick, you must cooperate with the doctor's examination, you understand?

After talking a lot, Nakajima Hitomi burst into tears.

She is one of the helmsmen of the Nakajima Foundation.

But she is also Mika Nakajima's mother.

Unlike Hiroto Nakajima, she just kept silent after learning that the other party was suffering from acute leukemia, and then silently asked someone to help find a suitable bone marrow.

After Nakajima Hitomi learned that her daughter was suffering from acute leukemia, she hadn't slept well for two months.

Her whole heart was tugged, and now that Mika Nakajima was still able to talk and walk, her heart that had been hanging was finally let go.

She didn't immediately force Mika Nakajima to go back to inherit the family business, nor did she deny her dream.

They came here only to worry about Mika Nakajima's condition.

Seeing their mother and daughter hugging and crying together, Nakajima Hiroto sighed.

There was also some confusion on his half-aged face.

Is what I have done for a long time wrong?

Persecute Mika Nakajima, use the financial power of the Nakajima consortium to oppress her living environment, and hope she can come back.

Is this wrong?

If I used the financial and material resources of the Nakajima Foundation to pave the way for Mika Nakajima's dream, would the situation change?

He sighed again.

Beichuan-kun, let's go outside and have a talk.

Nakajima Hiroto pointed to the small Betsuin.

good.

Right now Nakajima Mika and Nakajima Hitomi are still crying, and it is estimated that it will not end for a while. It might be a good choice to go out and talk to Nakajima Boruto.

The two men left the scene and walked to the small courtyard.

Beichuan-kun, I'm sorry, I've been bothering you to take care of Mika.

Hiroto Nakajima stood still and thanked.

I received Ms. Nakajima's salary, so I am naturally responsible to her, so Mr. Nakajima doesn't need to thank me.

Hiroto Nakajima waved his hand: It's not this that I want to thank you... It's because Kitagawa-kun has been silently helping Mika. That kindness cannot be repaid with money. Mika sees this more than I do. clear.

Ms. Hotaru told those to Mr. Nakajima? Kitagawa Temple asked back.

Because of this, I also know that Mika has been taken care of by Kitagawa-kun...

Hiroto Nakajima rubbed his nose because his eyes were wet and his nose was sore.

She hasn't had any accidents so far... she seems to be fine... which is great.

That's great.

Looking at the sky in early spring, Hiroto Nakajima thought so.

Thank you for the reward of 10,000 starting coins from Yin Yang Dragon World, thank you very much! Thanks to African black deer and Erica for their rewards! Thank you so much!