This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Beichuan Temple's face was calm, he grasped Nishikujo's poor little hand tightly, and squinted his eyes.

Perhaps his physique of attracting weirdness played a role again, and he won the big prize as soon as he arrived in Bashan City.

Mika Niikujo and Poor Niikujo were no longer considered as living, but as wandering souls wandering nearby. Beichuan Temple knew this from the very beginning.

Originally, Beichuan Temple intended to solve the two directly, but the golden light radiating from the poor body of Nishikujo made him hesitate for a while.

"But Nishikujo Mika is different." Beichuan Temple thought, looking at Mika Nishikujo, who was gradually losing his senses in front of him.

Mika Nishikujo and Poor Nishikujo came here a few days ago, or more than a dozen days ago, and were thrown around by people after they were killed.

As new wandering souls, Mika Nishikujo and Poor Nishikujo were unconscious at first, but as the days passed, the memory of Mika Nishikujo as an adult gradually recovered, and she also understood who killed their mother and daughter.

From the point of view that Mika Nishikujo has been obsessed with the "poor father of Nishikujo", Beichuan Temple can easily infer that the person who killed the two of them was actually the poor father of Nishikujo.

It is estimated that Mika Nishikujo was killed when she asked the other party for alimony, right?

The living or the resentful spirit, who is more terrifying?

Beichuan Temple has a trace of enlightenment in his heart.

Because of her daughter, Nishikujo Mika has been suppressing her obsessions and grievances. Has been wandering around as a wandering soul.

But Mika Nishikujo was eventually eroded by obsession, and resentment drove her to this place.

In fact, in the second half, Beichuan Temple did not lead the way at all, all of them were led by Mika Nishikujo in front.

"Mom" Nishikujo was struggling to stretch out her little hand, and the light reflected on her slightly illusory and transparent half of her face, which made people very affectionate.

However, Mika Nishikujijo didn't care about the pitiful Nishikujijo behind her. She floated into one of the rented apartment buildings without looking back.

"" Beichuan Temple.

Mika Nishikujo, who was approaching the spirit of resentment, would no longer care about other things, even if her daughter's shouts could not make her look back.

"Mom!!!" Nishikujo's poor face was anxious, and his mouth bulged. He even bit the back of Beichuan Temple's hand, trying to get rid of him, and went in with his mother.

But Beichuan Temple didn't let go, just patted Nishikujo's poor little head.

"It's not your mother anymore, its nature is different."

"You lie! Mom will always be mom!"

Tears gushed out in large drops, and the voice of the poor milk of Nishikujo seemed lonely and helpless in the winter night.

"mom!"

"mom!"

"You let go! You let go!"

Beichuan Temple never let go.

Because some things are really not suitable for a young girl to see, even if the girl has become a spirit body

I don't know how long it took, when a male scream and uninterrupted tearing sound came from the apartment, the poor voice of Nishikujo stopped.

Two or three minutes later, the residents of the rented apartment screamed in fear, apparently having discovered something.

But Poor Niikujo didn't care about those, she just watched innocently as Mika Niikujo flew out of the apartment, her body trembling.

Mika Nishikujo is still holding her thick big hand today, carrying a male head full of fear.

Hate.

Soaring hatred.

Why did this man kill her?

Why didn't you let your own daughter go?

Why Why Why Why Why Why Why Why? ! ! !

"That poor tuition fee is really not enough. I can't make it up anyway. Yuta, you haven't paid for it for three months. This time it should be."

Said Mika Nishikujo humbly to her ex-husband who was smoking and drinking in front of her.

"It's not easy to make money now! Do you think the money I have been sending in the past is not a huge sum of money? You two moths!"

"I don't know how good life is now without you two! Then I would live in this kind of place!"

"Yes, but"

"No but! You guys get out of here!"

"Wait! Us!"

Bang! ! ! !

Nishikujo, who sat obediently on the other side, stared pitifully, watching all this happen dumbly.

The mother sprayed bleeding flowers on her head, and the guard fell down in front of her.

"Quickly run away"

Before falling down, Mika Nishikujo made a broken syllable.

But in those pupils that lost their focus, there was a scene where Nishikujo's poor little body was also knocked down by his ex-husband.

I didn’t enjoy what I should have enjoyed

When maternal love turns into the most extreme hatred for people, that's probably not the case.

Beichuan Temple pulled the pitiful Nishikujo behind him.

He slammed forward.

Bang! ! ! !

The hard ground was stepped on with a crisp sound, and Beichuan Temple pushed forward with his palms and strode out.

Baji fist starting position.

"Come." Beichuan Temple's extremely cold voice came, and the moment when the death eruption also attracted the attention of Mika Nishikujo, who was mostly resentful.

Her scarlet eyes bulged, her whole body was weirdly twisted, her nails soaked in scarlet blood soared, and her complexion was as white as paper, and she rushed towards Beichuan Temple.

Seeing that only the hatred towards the living was in her eyes, Beichuan Temple couldn't help but feel relieved.

When he moves, he does not retreat but advances!

Beichuan Temple did not hesitate at all, nor did it need to hesitate.

At the moment when the two sides approached, Beichuan Temple made a mistake, and then stood still, death lingering between his fingers.

The center of gravity moved forward to the arm, and the force was transferred to the back of the right fist along with the waist, and it was heavily imprinted on the opponent's chest with a dark life.

Bang! ! ! !

Beichuan Temple feels what it seems to penetrate

It shouldn’t be said that Mika Nishikujo brought him up by herself

Nishikujo Mika's illusory wraith body is even more ethereal.

The eyes that were full of resentment had also recovered a little clarity. She let out a few crisp coughs, and the black and stenchy liquid oozes out.

Her hatred even turned into an entity.

It can also be seen how much Mika Nishikujo loves Nishikujo pitifully.

Father's love is like a mountain, while mother's love is as deep as the sea.

Parents’ love for their children never asks for anything in return.

The love of mother and father is the same.

Beichuan Temple regained its posture, but silently watched Nishikujo Mika fall forward and came to the poor Nishikujo.

"Mom" Nishikujo's poor little body twitched, crying.

"Poor" Nishikujo Mika had a gentle smile on her face, shaking her palms and gently stroking Nishikujo's poor smooth forehead.

Her body gradually became illusory.

There is not much time left.