This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

But he had to try anyway, whether it was for system tasks or for Hitomi Asamiya himself.

After a brief exchange with Hitomi Asamiya, Beichuan Temple took her back to the hotel and opened another room.

Fei Asamiya Hitomi took the initiative to ask for his own expenses, and his self-conscious and sensible appearance made Beichuan Temple nod secretly.

At least in terms of economy, Hitomi Asamiya will not hold her back.

"Bei, Beichuan students, the opening room is...how many days are we going to stay here?" Asamiya Hitomi watched curiously as Beichuan Temple packed up his things, with his hands on his lap, looking very obedient.

"The reason for opening the room is that I don't know how long it will take to resolve this matter. After all, many students will go out for travel during the spring break. If we don't book a room in advance, we will have to sleep in the wild."

Yes, even if you will stay in Shenzhu Village for two days without staying at the B\u0026B, you must book the room first, and there is no harm in being prepared.

Beichuan Temple continued:

"If the progress is fast, it will probably be resolved within two days. If the progress is not fast——"

His voice paused.

Hitomi Asamiya couldn't help answering in doubt: "If it's not fast...?"

"At that time, I can only suspend part of the curse on you."

The black curse on Hitomi Asamiya became stronger, and if it couldn't be resolved during the spring break, Beichuan Temple could only alleviate it as much as possible.

He zipped up the backpack with a clatter and handed it to Hitomi Asamiya.

"Uh...uh...?" Hitomi Asamiya took the backpack in a daze, and immediately saw Beichuan Temple put on the winter clothes and put on an outdoor backpack one size bigger than her.

"Get ready to go." Beichuan Temple stood up.

This equipment is not very convenient for activities.

But there is no problem. When you reach the shrine, you can put down your backpack and go in and explore by yourself.

"Getting ready to go, are you going to Shenzhu Village now?" Hitomi Asamiya suddenly realized: "Please wait, classmate Beichuan, I'm going to change into clothes that are easy to move."

Beichuan Temple did not forget to remind, he simply said:

"Remember to wear the winter clothes I prepared for you, the weather in the mountains is not very friendly."

"I see."

"Um."

Beichuan Temple responded, walked out of the door consciously, and closed the door.

Asamiya Hitomi wanted to change clothes, of course Beichuan Temple couldn't be so ungrateful.

About five minutes later, Hitomi Asamiya, who put on sweatpants and sportswear again, put on a winter jacket and carried a backpack, appeared in front of Beichuan Temple.

It's just that Beichuan Temple is still a little dissatisfied with the way she looks at her.

"Asamiya-san, do your hair a little bit."

Hitomi Asamiya still has the hairstyle with slanted bangs covering her right eye.

This hairstyle is not easy to see when going up the mountain or exploring.

"Head, hair?" Hitomi Asamiya covered her head with both hands, and blinked clumsily, not quite understanding what Beichuan Temple meant.

To this, Beichuan Temple just asked: "Do you have anything like issuing cards?"

"Ah... Oh! I have, Kitagawa-san and so on." Asamiya Hitomi returned to the room, and when she came out again, she was holding a small cherry blossom hairpin in her hand.

"Stand don't move." Beichuan Temple looked slightly calm, took the cherry blossom hairpin from her hand with one hand, brushed her hair upwards with the other hand, and used the hairpin to smooth the loose strands of hair with the other hand stuck.

To be honest, Beichuan Temple's technique is very lacking in aesthetics. All he does is lift the hair up and then fix it with hairpins.

Fortunately, Asamiya Hitomi was not too ugly.

Her pale complexion gave people a delicate and pitiful feeling.

But the most important thing is her eyes.

Those big eyes were too clear, giving her an inexplicably ethereal aura.

It's just that these big eyes are full of fear and shyness at the moment.

Coupled with the fact that Hitomi Asamiya put her hands on her chest now, she looked like an innocent little girl who was accosted by a hooligan.

These eyes... have the feeling of Eternal Asamiya.

Beichuan Temple took two steps back to keep a distance from Hitomi Asamiya and asked, "Student Asamiya, do you have an older sister named Eiji Asamiya?"

Hitomi Asamiya was still feeling a little uneasy because her other eye was exposed, but now she heard Beichuan Temple's question and couldn't help but let out an 'ah'.

This reaction...?

"Is there?" Beichuan Temple asked urgently.

"...In my impression... there shouldn't be any." Asamiya Hitomi shook her head, but after saying this, she still frowned and seemed to be in deep thinking: "It's just that I There is always an inexplicably familiar feeling, Yongshi, sister Yongshi...should be a very good person, right?"

"...Roughly the same."

Asamiya Hitomi has no trace of lying, and there is no need to lie, she really can't remember.

But why did she forget Asamiya Eiji?

From the fact that Asamiya Eiji is still thinking about her, it can be seen that the relationship between the two of them should be very close.

There must be something hidden in this.

But Asamiya Eiji is now in a state of semi-amnesia, Asamiya Hitomi can't remember anything before he was seven or eight years old, and Beichuan Temple is temporarily powerless.

"This should be fine, right? Isn't it ugly?" Hitomi Asamiya lowered her hand and looked at Beichuan Temple with her eyes not used to it.

Seeing her, Beichuan Temple seemed to be a little concerned, and said politely:

"I don't think it's ugly."

"Yes, is it?" Asamiya Hitomi exhaled lightly, seeming to feel relieved a lot.

"Let's go." Seeing that everything was ready, Beichuan Temple immediately left the hotel with Hitomi Asamiya.

 …

Hitomi Asamiya is a nice girl, she spent at least an hour walking here without a word of complaint.

It's just that her face seemed even paler.

Beichuan Temple unscrewed the kettle, took a sip and handed the kettle to Hitomi Asamiya.

"Give."

"Yes!" Hitomi Asamiya took the kettle from Beichuan Temple with a flushed face, hesitated for a long time at the mouth of the kettle, and then took a sip.

Woo--

"It's so spicy!" Hitomi Asamiya stuck out her tongue out of the unexpected spicy taste, and shrank her head: "This, isn't this water?"

"I asked the auntie of the hotel to make ginger soup for me, which can drive away the cold." Beichuan Temple replied.

Ginger soup can not only warm the body and drive away the cold, but also warm the palace and relieve nausea.

After all, Hitomi Asamiya is also a delicate girl, and the environment in the mountains is cold and harsh, which may make her menstrual period earlier, so Beichuan Temple must of course make some preparations.

"Ginger soup...?"

Asamiya Hitomi was stunned.

It took a while to understand Beichuan Temple's intentions.

She took another sip before returning the kettle to Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple took another sip of ginger soup from the bottle indifferently before stopping, pointing to the other side of the mountain stream and saying:

"Here we are."