This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Beichuan Temple went out after breakfast.

Due to what happened to Tsukishima Risa yesterday, Kitagawa Temple went straight to the Cure Cafe after school. Therefore, I didn't have time to ask the class teacher for leave.

In Jingbei High School, students' grades and unexcused absences will affect the promotion and promotion of grades. Rao Beichuan Temple does not want to study for another year of high school, so the matter of asking for leave must be settled today.

Moreover, Beichuan Temple thought it was troublesome to leave Qianxia Qianxue and leave yesterday. Today, the little girl will probably come to him again and say a lot of things. After all, not everyone has the abnormal ability to accept novelty like Mirai Kamiya.

So there are only two things to solve today.

First, find an excuse to ask the teacher for leave. Second, deal with the little girl Qianxia Qianxue.

Beichuan Temple's thoughts moved slightly, and he demarcated these two things, and also sorted out what to do today.

Shengu Mirai followed behind Beichuan Temple, and seeing that he was silent and thinking all the time, he surprisingly didn't bother him.

She knew that she was still in the probationary period, what if she made Beichuan Temple unhappy and felt that she was not suitable to be a friend?

That must be a blood loss.

In the future, Kamiya will not do anything to lose money, so she made up her mind that as long as Beichuan Temple does not speak, then she will not speak. In the past few days, I have to be a good girl.

I have to say that when Kamiya Mirai put aside his usual curiosity and really calmed down, he really felt like an all-round beauty.

Kamiya gathered her hair into the scarf in the future, half of her small face sank into the scarf, although she couldn't see the expression clearly, but her pair of exquisite and transparent big black eyes shone with attractive brilliance.

Kamiya will not have the habit of going barefoot in winter in the future, her thighs are straight and slender in black thick pantyhose. With both hands tucked into the light brown gloves, he obediently followed behind Beichuan Temple step by step.

The two of them kept quiet and walked all the way to the north of Beijing.

But this state is only for a while.

Mirai Kamiya, who was walking obediently with his head down, felt as if he had bumped into Beichuan Temple in front of him.

"Temple Lord?" Kamiya Mirai looked at Beichuan Temple who stopped for some reason, and made a strange sound.

"..." Beichuan Temple didn't answer Kamiya Mirai, he just frowned and looked at the gate of Jingbei High School.

A lot of bad things have gathered there at some point.

From a rough look, there were about twenty people.

"That's...?" Kamiya Mirai blinked, not quite understanding the situation.

Her intuition told her that these people might have come for Beichuan Temple.

"Kamiya, help me carry my bag."

When Kamiya Mirai took the bag, he subconsciously trembled.

She could hear the chill in Beichuan Temple's tone.

But Beichuan Temple didn't care about the future of Shengu. He looked at the group of delinquents in front of him and walked up with a cold face.

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In the early morning of winter, Jingbei High School has woken up, and many students on the road are rushing to class.

But every student couldn't help slowing down when passing by the school gate, and didn't dare to take a breath.

Standing at the school gate were all well-known delinquents in their grades, looking around as if they were looking for someone.

I just don't know why... Why do the bad third-year students in the lead look like they have been beaten up?

Ordinary students are a little puzzled.

Suddenly, the tall student standing at the front suddenly seemed to have discovered something, his eyes lit up, and he made a move with one hand, leading a group of younger students behind him to meet him in a mighty manner.

More than 20 people stepped on the frozen road in unison, and the orderly sound of clicking and clicking attracted the attention of countless students.

Finally he stopped and stood in front of a man.

"Isn't that Beichuan from the first grade?" Someone asked in surprise.

"Yeah... I don't know how Beichuan provoked these people again. I heard that he was dragged into the toilet by these people and beat him up yesterday."

"Shh - do you want to die? Talking so loudly, those who are standing are all famous delinquents in the third grade." Someone next to him stopped the person who was speaking.

"...But why do I feel that there is nothing wrong with Beichuan, but those seniors in the third grade were beaten with bruises and swollen faces." The person who was said was muttering a little incomprehensibly.

Whispering came to Beichuan Temple's ears, but Beichuan Temple didn't care.

He looked at the ten or twenty people in front of him, and was just thinking about which one to strike first, when he saw the tall third-year student suddenly raised his hand——

Then these people bowed together, and the voice came out at the same time:

"Brother Beichuan!"

The appearance of more than 20 people bowing to Beichuan Temple together is really quite spectacular from a distance.

Brother Beichuan?

The group of students who were watching from a distance were dumbfounded.

What exactly is this unfolding?

The students couldn't help but took photos one after another, publicized it on LINE, posted it on SNS Moments, and entered the LINE class group to tell about this incredible scene.

For a while, Beichuan Temple may become the bad leader in Beijing.

The senior students lined up in a row, and Beichuan Temple stood in front of them with a cold face, looking a bit like a big boss.

Standing not far behind Beichuan Temple, the eyes of Mirai Kamiya burst out with unprecedented excitement.

The incident that happened before her was so interesting that she almost let go of the burden of being a good girl, so she ran over to ask Beichuan Temple to have a good time right now!

But in the end, she weighed the pros and cons, remained reserved, and approached Beichuan Temple step by step.

As the person involved, Beichuan Temple still looked calm.

He stared at the 20-odd people with piercing eyes, and looked away until the tall student who said yesterday, "I can break a few wooden boards with high legs" got numb in his scalp.

After a while, Beichuan Temple said, "What do you want to do?"

Seeing that Beichuan Temple was not in a hurry to move his feet, the tall boy was subconsciously overjoyed.

He was about to speak just now, but he thought that Beichuan Temple had a lot of conversations yesterday, so he shrank his neck again, and pulled out Setsu and Chigami from the crowd:

"It's all these two boys' ideas."

The behavior of the tall student throwing the pot made Setu and Ikegami's expressions change, but they said hesitantly:

"Because, because of Beichuan...Brother, don't you want all the students in the school to know? This method should be the most effective..." Setu said with a pale face.

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Because he wanted the whole school to know him, so this group of bad students made him a bad leader?

This made Beichuan Temple couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

He really doesn't understand these bad thoughts.

But the reputation of his predecessor was not very good. Since his reputation was rotten anyway, it might be a good thing to be known as the head of a bad student.

His face turned cloudy and sunny while he thought about it, while the twenty or so people on the other side were shivering in the cold wind.

And some who saw Beichuan Temple's bad manner of beating someone yesterday were afraid that the other party would start beating without saying a word, so they stood in place and tensed their legs, intending to run away if there was any trouble.

The so-called more than 20 people surrounded by one person should be nothing more than that, right?

Thanks to the heavy gunner under the starry sky for the reward