This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold - Chapter 447

Come out of the faculty office and walk straight back to the neatly arranged classes.

The gloomy door of the second year class b exudes a disturbing atmosphere.

Beichuan Temple shone the vertical light of the flashlight inside.

The light is submerged in the darkness, unable to reflect the scenery inside.

What is behind the door?

neither knows.

Seeing this, Beichuan Temple did not hesitate to squeeze out a lifeless sledgehammer, and then::

Bang! ! ! !

Connecting to the windows, the entire wall was collapsed together.

Without saying anything, Beichuan Temple lifted his foot and kicked away some of the cement blocks that were still attached, and got into it without turning his head back into it. Advertisement ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Behind him, Hitomi Asamiya couldn’t help shrinking his neck.

She looked surprised and suspiciously at Beichuan Temple’s back, and then glanced at Asamiya Eternal Life and God Makie, who was accompanying her: “Sister Sister, is Beichuan classmate, he has always been like this?”

Uh

God Zhu Maki opened her mouth, and then closed her mouth again. She looked at Asamiya Hitomi, and then at Beichuan Temple, which was in front of her without looking back. After a while, she remained silent.

What do you want her to say?

Is it possible for her to tell Hitomi Asamiya that Beichuan Temple is actually a man with facial paralysis who likes to smash a sledgehammer to smash resentful spirits, smash walls and occasionally be a villain?

This is too slander Beichuan Temple.

There is one thing to say, but God Zhu Maki can’t do it.

Beichuan Temple has indeed done these things, but he is definitely very friendly to himself and the eternal world. It is not bad to say that he is a person who is cold outside and warm inside.

But you have to let the gods stay in Makie to praise Beichuan Temple for not smashing resentful spirits and smashing walls

She can’t speak without conscience, right?

With this thought in mind, Kamizumi Makie asked for help and looked at the floating Asamiya Eternal beside him, hoping that she could give a correct judgment.

Asamiya Eternal also seemed to feel the gaze of God Zhu Maki. She nodded with a gentle smile, “I understand all the thoughts of my sister.”

Sure enough, she is a sister of two souls!

God Zhu Maki is relieved.

Presumably she should be able to give a fair statement.

On the other side, Asamiya Yongshi turned her head to look at Hitomi Asamiya. Her expression slowed down, and her voice said sincerely: “Actually, Hitomi should be very clear about who Tera-kun is. Although he is cold on the surface, he treats people very much. mild”

“Yes, yes.” Hearing these words, Kamizumi Makie also spoke to the side to help.

That’s right, Beichuan Temple is such a person.

“Sijun is a person who doesn’t like to make detours, and he speaks straightforwardly.”

“Yes, yes.” Shen Zhu Maki nodded.

“Although Temple-kun occasionally uses some seemingly violent methods, you should also believe that it is for those resentful spirits who cannot be detached.” Asamiya Yongshi put his hands on his chest and said with a pious expression : “In order to let these resentful spirits trapped in the spiritual realm get rid of the pain as soon as possible, he will always adopt some seemingly extremely violent methods, but in fact it is also a kind of great love.” Mobile phone terminal::

“Yes, right????” Kamizumi Makie was about to continue nodding, but got stuck in the middle of speaking.

She stared at her sister incredulously with wide eyes.

Facing her gaze, Asamiya Yongshi just smiled and said softly: “Sister, I have said everything, I know you.”

“” God in Makie.

Asamiya Eternally turned his head and looked at the dizzy Asamiya Hitomi: “Hitomi, what you see now is actually a manifestation of great love. In fact, those resentful spirits are very grateful to Monarch Si. I have to describe him. If you do, I can only answer you with a sentence from sister Sijun.”

She said, holding a finger up:

“Sijun is invincible in the world.”

After this set of rhetoric, it made Asamiya Hitomi’s originally bewildered head even more bewildered.

She blinked and felt something was wrong, but she really wanted her to say something.

“Sister Makie? Sister Eternal Life, she said”

Asamiya Hitomi turned her head in incomprehension.

“Uh Enen.” God in maki-bump sound for a while, and finally think of Beichuan Temple just bought her sith1 game consoles.

She finally took a deep breath and nodded feebly: “You still understand me forever.”

Just as Hitomi Asamiya wanted to ask a few words.

From the big hole in the wall, a resentful spirit whose head was smashed flew up suddenly.

The face of this resentful spirit had been smashed, his hands and feet were smashed into an abnormally distorted shape by blunt instruments, the black liquid could not stop splashing, and the entire spirit body was twitching abnormally.

This makes the originally hideous and terrifying wraith spirits look even more deterrent.

Patter.

Patter.

Patter.

Sen Leng’s footsteps came from behind the big hole in the wall, and the figure carrying the pitch-black hammer was looming at the entrance of the cave, and there was a sorrowful wailing of resentful spirits in the dead air.

This sufficient sense of pressure made Ma Gong Hitomi’s little heart tighten all at once.

then

“What are you doing?” Beichuan Temple glanced strangely at the sisters of Asamiya Hitomi outside: “There are no resentful spirits inside, come in.”

With that, he got into the classroom again.

Seeing this, Asamiya Hitomi and Godzumi Makie also looked at each other.

At last

Still with a sense of oppression, he entered the classroom.

The classroom is not big, just the size of an ordinary high school classroom.

There is a podium in front, and there are lockers near the windows inside.

There are two blackboards on the front and back, and there are also lockers in the innermost corner.

This looks like an ordinary classroom.

“But you can also find traces of Nao Kizutsu who did study here for a while.”

As Beichuan Temple spoke, he took out a thick roster beside the podium:

“Just when I reached for the roster, the male resentful spirit suddenly appeared from under the podium to see that he should look like Naozuki’s boyfriend Hayato Okubo.”

It seems that after being pulled into the spiritual realm, Kokubo Hayato was discovered by the opponent hiding under the podium, and was thrown out of the spiritual realm after being tortured to death by the opponent using a hammer and iron cone.

This can also explain why the time when Kokubo Hayato was drawn into the spiritual realm was 8 o’clock in the night, and the time of the dead body was around 12 o’clock.

He can persist in the spiritual realm for four hours, which is not bad.

After saying this, Beichuan Temple opened the roster.

The roster is neatly listed with the names of all the people in Class A in the second year, which records their attendance and absences.

In the corner of this roster, Nao Kizutsu’s name can be clearly seen.

From the beginning of the semester to the end of the semester, Niuzuki Nao basically never missed work or left early.

This discovery made Beichuan Temple frowned slightly.

It’s just that he didn’t speak, he just kept moving and continued to turn back.

On the last few pages of this roster, it can be clearly seen that Nao Kizutsu’s name has been crossed out with a black ink pen.

But if you look closely, you can see that the names of the other three girls have also been crossed out.

It seems that they were bullied by bullies, which caused these girls to have physical or psychological problems and therefore were unable to attend school.

“You can’t see anything just by looking at the records.”

God Zhu Makie, who has not spoken all the time, said: “Anyway, there are so many desks here. You should be able to find some clues if you look for it a little bit?”

This is true.

Beichuan Temple raised his head to look at the darkened desk.

These desks are neatly arranged, as if someone else had a class here today.

Beichuan Temple stuffed the roster into the backpack, and then asked Shangshen Zhu Makie and Asamiya Eternal to help.

The desks are ordinary desks.

Not that desk is particularly shabby.

but

Beichuan Temple raised the flashlight.

Under the vertical light of the flashlight, Beichuan Temple could easily see the white flowers placed on the desks.

There are already some dry flowers that are slightly miserably slanted on the white vase.

“That’s” Asamiya Hitomi opened his mouth.

As a high school student with common sense, she naturally understands what it means to put white flowers on the desk.

“Nostalgia for those who have died.”

Beichuan Temple said and walked over.

At the same time, he was also a little lucky.

Fortunately, when he made a hole in the wall just now, he chose a little distance behind the front door and did not cause damage to the desks in the back.

There are a total of three desks with mourning vases.

Beichuan Temple walked over and pulled out the textbooks from the three desks, and at the same time glanced at the surnames on them.

“Hayakawa, Yamauchi, Fujiwara”

This familiar name made Asamiya Hitomi and the others slightly startled.

Isn’t this the name of the person just found on the roster?

At the end, these names were crossed out.

It turns out that it is not a symbol of suspension of school, but that they have passed away?

“Is the bullying situation so serious?” Kamizumi Makie rubbed his chin.

She was born in the village of God, and was personally looked after and grew up by the master of God in the village, so she has no real sense of “campus bullying”.

At first, she thought it was a contradiction between students, as long as she talked well, she could solve it casually.

But now it seems

“This has already killed people. It’s no wonder that Nao Ruzuki’s character will be so distorted. She has seen classmates die by her side for a long time. Of course she will become so indifferent and inhuman.

God in Makie shook his head.

But at this moment, Beichuan Temple’s voice rang: “I think the opposite.”

He turned out the roster and glanced at the mourning vase in front of him: “I’ve thought about a question before about whether Nao Kiszuki is a bully.”

The teaching assistant’s notes, such as the student evaluation of Nao Tsuki, were taken out by Kitagawa Temple.

He opened the teaching assistant’s notes and roster, then opened the student evaluation form, and said word by word: “God is in, you come and take a look.”

“Come and see what?” Kamizumi Makie floated over subconsciously.

Beichuan Temple didn’t talk nonsense, just stretched out his hand to the words above: “These records basically contain no information on bullies. Some are just speculative information such as “Nao Tsuki might have been bullied”.”

“Isn’t this enough?”

God’s residence Makie became more and more confused about what Kitagawa Temple wanted to express.

Feeling the doubts of God Zhu Makie and Asamiya Hitomi, even Nishikujo pitifully got up, his ears quietly pricked up

Beichuansi’s mouth moved, just about to answer their doubts.

“Si Jun means, if the speculations on these records are only one-sided, right?”

Asamiya Yongshi’s **** eyes were shining brightly.

At this moment, Hitomi Asamiya and Kamizumi Makie were stunned.

What if the information in the survey actually seems to be wrong?

The two of them did not expect this situation.

Seeing that Asamiya Eiji understood what he meant, Kitagawa Temple also nodded: “As Eishi said, what if these information are actually pure and one-sided guesses about the real situation?”

As soon as his words fell, Hitomi Asamiya stretched out his hand and asked, “How can students Bei and Beichuan be sure that this information is wrong?”

Facing Hitomi Asamiya’s question, Kitagawa Temple waved his hand: “I’ve never said the phrase’this information is wrong.’ I’m just saying that their content is a very one-sided guess, as I said earlier. In that way, these records lack information about bullies.

“This means that the teachers and teachers who left this information are just pure guesses. They presumptuously guess that there is such a bully, and this bully is bullying the four girls such as Nao Tsuki. Is that so?”

Beichuan Temple turned his head to look at the vase used for mourning on the desk next to him.

The white flowers withered, symbolizing the passing of young lives.

Looking at these white flowers, Beichuan Temple put out the results of his analysis one by one: “If from the beginning, the bully was Nao Kizutsu? And these three girls are the victims of being bullied by her all the time. “

“This is just like what you said, Beichuan. Guessing cannot be used as evidence. So what is your basis for Beichuan?”

Kamizumi Maki stretched out his hand and asked like a primary school student.

“Let’s take a look at this form of the student evaluation of Nao Kizusuki.”

Beichuan Temple stretched out his hand and pointed to a line of words on the student evaluation form.

What is left on the clean paper is such a line.

‘There seems to be a rumor that someone is bullying her in the class. I also called her to the office several times to ask about the specific situation, but she was silent and did not answer. ’

“Actually, incidents of student bullying occur in every school, and it’s just two cases of’serious’ and’not serious’.” Beichuan Temple’s tone is calm: “If the bullying is too severe, like Tsuna It is only natural that Xu dared not tell the teacher the truth.”

On the surface, this is not a problem.

but

“If the bully is Nao Nizuki, the comments here are also plausible. I don’t want my teacher to know about my bullying others’ atrocities, so I stay silent.”

But this is a guess after all.

Beichuan Temple then took out a roster.

“On this roster, Nao Tsuki has no record of being late or leaving early, and even the record of being late has never seen a severely bullied person. Would he like the school or the class so much? No record of it.”

Then he raised his hand and pointed at the three girls: Hayakawa, Fujiwara, and Yamauchi.

Behind their names is a series of records of sooner or later and early departure.