This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

It was a cold, dark hospital foyer.

The wire loops and other contents on the ceiling are all drooping down, looking like ghost hands from a distance.

In such a dark environment, people's five senses will be much sharper than before.

From time to time, rustling sounds can be heard from the dark.

Generally speaking, no one would come to this place in such a weird and terrifying environment.

But today is different.

A burst of intensive footsteps sounded in the hospital foyer.

This was followed by small discussions between girls and boys.

Hey... This place is really scary... Otherwise, we'd better go back early, it's already past seven o'clock...

A girl uttered a voice of fear.

Yeah... And I don't know why, I always feel so cold... Should I leave it to a professional exorcist to solve it? It's so frustrating... Otherwise, I'm here today?

The other boy said a little unsteadily.

After hearing the words of these two people, the boy named 'Ren' in front smiled calmly.

He reached out to pat the middle-length haired girl standing beside her who was holding her breath and observing the hospital in front of him, but his intimate gesture was expressionlessly avoided by the other side.

Well...

The boy scratched his hair in embarrassment, and then said:

Hey, what's there to be afraid of, I have experience in getting rid of low-level weirdness, and there are still fragrant pears here?

As he spoke, he also showed the kindness he had condensed, signaling the girls and boys behind him not to be afraid.

...It's best to stop here. The girl named Xiangli lifted up the hair scattered around her ears, and raised her pale golden eyes:

It's true that the things that exist here cannot be solved by just a few of us. I have already called Auntie Qiuxiao, and she should be able to send someone over to deal with this matter soon.

You see, even classmate Beichuan said that.

The boy next to him moved his mouth, just about to continue to say something.

Puff--!

Blood...splashed out.

Uh...poof...

A mouthful of blood spurted backwards from his mouth.

The boy stared blankly at the twisted palm protruding from his chest, and the blood-stained hands could only be subconsciously stretched forward.

Put him down!

The light golden kindness converges into an airflow, cutting directly through the twisted palm in the shape of a blade.

Paji! ! !

The jet-black liquid slid down, and it slid down with the palm of his hand.

Beichuan Xiangli caught the boy without any hassle, and then rolled over, kind thoughts gathered into a pale gold barrier, just enough to resist the flying wraith's palm.

As for the boy named Ren on the other side, he had already squeezed his slightest kindness, and looked at the wraith in front of him with fear on his face.

Didn't this guy say that he had eliminated low-level weirdness before?

Kitagawa Kali glanced at her female friend again.

The other party behaved very simply, shrinking directly at the entrance at the corner of the hall.

... Beichuan Xiangli.

Really!!!

She spread out her palms, and there lay a patterned spirit mirror quietly, and her kind thoughts quickly entangled together, and ruthlessly blasted at the opposite spirit.

The wraith on the opposite side was directly knocked into the air by this sudden attack.

There was also a burnt smell in the air.

Hoo... hoo... hoo...

Beichuan Xiangli was out of breath.

What Auntie Asamiya gave her just now was the Spirit-Calling Mirror, which can temporarily send out a more powerful attack of kindness than usual.

But its side effects are also serious.

She staggered two steps forward, and managed not to fall.

After using this spirit summoning mirror, the good thoughts in the whole body cannot continue to circulate, and there will be extreme fatigue.

But it's okay...as long as that wraith can be eliminated...it's fine.

Beichuan Xiangli let out a breath, and then cheered up again.

The male classmate in front of him has not died yet.

For Beichuan Xiangli, as long as she didn't die, there was always a way.

Just when she wanted to reach out and take out her phone, and wanted to call someone—

Xiangli! Behind you!

The girl who had been huddled in the corner of the hall screamed in horror.

behind me?

Kitagawa Kali turned around strangely.

It was a face.

A pale, cold face.

The features on the face were deformed and distorted by the hatred.

There was a big hole in the chest, which was exactly the hole that Beichuan Xiangli blasted out with kind thoughts just now.

Still alive? !

Kitagawa Kali gritted her teeth hard, trying to use the pain to drive her body to move.

But this approach has had little effect.

Now her limbs were limp and weak, she could only watch helplessly as the twisted and wriggling... blade-like palm cut fiercely at her neck.

Then--

Boom! ! ! ! !

There was a muffled sound.

The huge figure of the wraith fell heavily.

Jet black liquid splashed everywhere.

Part of it splashed into Kitagawa Kali's mouth.

... Beichuan Xiangli.

Looking at the wraith quietly lying on the ground in front of her, Kitagawa Kali raised her head.

In front of her stood a tall figure surrounded by black air.

In the opponent's hand was a giant hammer with a hideous shape, and there were pieces of broken flesh from the wraith on it.

His figure was tall and straight, but his expression was invisible because he was hidden in the shadows.

Pear!

Beichuan Xiangli's best friend finally rushed out from the shadows.

Although she was afraid, she still stood in front of Kitagawa Kali.

How terrifying is this black shadow in front of him?

Just now, the vengeful spirits that Beichuan Xiangli couldn't solve with all her strength were all solved by the opponent with a hammer.

If he wants to kill Kitagawa Kali...

Xiangli! Run!

She turned her head, looked at Beichuan Xiangli who was standing there in a daze, and screamed.

What's going on, Xiangli is usually very clever, she should have already started thinking about countermeasures in this situation, why is she still standing there in a daze?

Under the gaze of this buddy, Kitagawa Kali's expression changed, and then she showed a bright smile:

dad!

????? The few people present were completely dumbfounded.

dad?

The shadow in front of my eyes...?

The boy named Ren Ren finally came to his senses. He looked at the man opposite him in surprise:

You, you are Beichuan Temple... Beichuan Misami?!

... The figure surrounded by black air did not answer this question.

He dissipated the black air all over his body, and then walked out.

The other party looked very young, as if he was only twenty-two or twenty-three years old.

His skin is not dark, and his deep facial features have a cold and hard feeling.

Today is your mother's birthday, go home early.

Beichuan Temple said calmly.

But...but...Dad, my classmate——

Kitagawa Kali's performance with a hint of coquettish tone shocked everyone present.

That Kitagawa Kali who is known as the Iceberg Witch and the Flower of Coldness...is this what she looks like when she faces her father?

But what was even more surprising was that Kitagawa Kali's father took a cursory look at the seriously injured boy lying on the ground, and then——

It's okay, little injury.

????

Minor injury?

Has the stomach been sliced ​​open or is it just a minor injury?

So what exactly is a big injury? !

Beichuan Temple didn't pay attention to the thoughts of the high school students.

He lowered his body and put his palm on the bloody looking wound.

After about two seconds.

alright.

He moved his palm, and the originally horrifying wound had completely disappeared.

...You should have something to say to your classmates, right? Beichuan Temple took out a handkerchief and wiped it, and then glanced at the girl with eyes full of little stars and the boy with an adoring expression behind her:

I should go back. Otherwise your mother will be angry. Remember to come back early.

After he said a simple sentence, his figure slowly turned into black air and dissipated.

Beichuan Xiangli looked at the place where her father was standing just now, her daughter's admiration for her father was all over her small face.

Bei, Beichuan... the one just now... could it be...

There was a voice behind him.

It is the boy who has been pestering himself and wants to pursue himself.

But this time, it can be regarded as seeing the other party's true colors clearly.

This kind of coward can't compare with his father at all!

She thought, and answered with an unusually proud tone:

That's right. That's my father, Beichuan Temple!

It turned out to be Beichuan Temple!

The boy and the girl looked at each other, both admiring Beichuan Temple.

Three years after Zhu Xiao's battle, the spirit master has become a profession.

It has become the norm that there are things in the world that are not yet known to humans.

In this weird era, there is a group of people at the forefront.

Beichuan Misami.

Beichuan Temple.

That's my father!

Beichuan Xiangli's voice was full of indescribable pride.

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