This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 275 - 213: Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Shihua (4000 words)_2

Chapter 275: Chapter 213: Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Shihua (4000 words)_2

"Regarding Shihua and Hui Li’s recent situation?" Shen Gu Mirai looked at Beichuan Si, who she has been longing for and finally returned, propped her chin up, and cocked her head, "I can tell Mr. Temple, but wouldn’t it be quicker to ask them directly? Plus, I’ve got something to ask Mr. Temple too."

Beichuan Si sat in his seat, ignoring the curious and frightened glances from all around the class, and said, "Asking those two is just a waste of time, a pair of Salty Eggs, nothing but lies for sure."

As the ’temporary guardian’ of Beichuan Hui Li and Nakajima Michika, Beichuan Si was well aware of just how unreliable these two could be.

Big or small, Salty Eggs, what was there to expect from them?

"Uh, Mr. Temple, you haven’t changed a bit in your skill of saying sarcastic things with a poker face," Shen Gu Mirai cleared her throat twice, "Actually, there’s not much to say. In the past few days, Hui Li and Shihua have been the same as always, although they have asked me to help out four or five times."

"Is that so?"

That number wasn’t too outrageous considering he said he would be gone for two days and ended up being away for four or five days. It was understandable that Shen Gu Mirai had to step in and help four or five times.

This time, there wasn’t a need to smack those two Salty Eggs; they must have exhausted themselves just to survive.

Thinking of this, Beichuan Si straightened up and gave his thanks, "I have to thank you for this time as well, Mirai."

Shen Gu Mirai waved her hand nonchalantly, her black eyes sparkling, "Compared to that, Mr. Temple, you should be free after school today, right?"

"Mhm," Beichuan Si responded.

Could it be that Shen Gu Mirai had something she needed his help with?

Beichuan Si remained silent, planning to hear Shen Gu Mirai’s request.

Under his gaze, Shen Gu Mirai’s eyes began to drift.

She tried to suppress her hesitant manner of speaking and said in a nonchalant tone, "I mean, if you’re free, Mr. Temple, do you want to come to my house after school today?"

Hmm?

Beichuan Si frowned and said bluntly,

"Just tell me if there’s something you need."

After hearing his words, Shen Gu Mirai seemed to resign herself and said, "My parents want to meet Mr. Temple."

After saying this, Shen Gu Mirai continued to steal glances at Beichuan Si’s expression.

But her little actions didn’t escape Beichuan Si’s eyes, and without much thought, he nodded crisply,

"Alright."

"Huh? Really?" Shen Gu Mirai was surprised at how readily Beichuan Si agreed.

"I’ve been meaning to pay a visit to your parents for a while now," said Beichuan Si simply.

Indeed, always utilizing someone else’s daughter as a handyman, it was only right to pay a proper visit, a mark of respect from the younger to the elders.

"Are you really going, Mr. Temple?"

Somehow, Shen Gu Mirai became uneasy with Beichuan Si’s overly swift response.

The typically witty her couldn’t even imagine what it would look like when Beichuan Si met her parents.

Perhaps it would be better not to go through with it?

Shen Gu Mirai muttered quietly to herself.

"I’ll go buy a gift after school, what do Uncle Shen Gu and Aunt Shen Gu like?" inquired Beichuan Si.

It seemed Beichuan Si had made up his mind to visit.

"Gifts are not necessary..." Shen Gu Mirai scratched her head, "My parents study folklore and are not particularly fond of food or usable items."

"Not particularly fond of food or usable items..." Beichuan Si fell silent for a moment.

If that was the case, he might as well cater to their interests.

"Yeah, so there is no need for Mr. Temple to pick out a gift specially."

"Mirai, come to my place after school, I’ll get some things before we visit."

Eh—

Seeing Beichuan Si’s expression, Shen Gu Mirai knew that it was no use to oppose him this time.

After all, Beichuan Si was always the type to do what he decided to do, and others’ opinions didn’t matter much to him.

But what could Mr. Temple possibly bring to her parents?

Shen Gu Mirai’s pretty face fell into contemplation.

You have to know, inside the private collection room of Shen Gu Jiro and Shen Gu Chiharu, there are a lot of various items with long histories.

Her mother had mentioned that among the items in the collection room, there seemed to be some that could bring good luck and ward off misfortune, as well as invite blessings and repel evil spirits.

As someone who had always believed in tales of the supernatural, Shen Gu Mirai certainly believed that such items existed in the world. However, Shen Gu Jiro and Shen Gu Chiharu had never allowed her to enter the collection room, so she could only give up on the idea. After all, it might be precisely these items, which brought good luck and warded off misfortune, that had enabled her parents to return safely from their folklore work.

If she forced her way in and accidentally damaged something, that would only bring trouble for Shen Gu Jiro and Shen Gu Chiharu.

"Only... I wonder what Mr. Temple plans to bring."

At this thought, Shen Gu Mirai unconsciously tilted her head and glanced at Beichuan Si again.

But if it were items taken out by Beichuan Si, who specialized in dealing with such matters, they would certainly be extraordinary.

With a small sense of anticipation, Shen Gu Mirai awaited the afternoon classes.

...

After school—

Nakajima Michika, who had been lying lazily on the couch munching on an apple and watching TV, immediately jumped up upon seeing Beichuan Si, "Mr. Beichuan?! You’re back?"

"..."

Beichuan Si didn’t answer her question and looked at Nakajima Michika as if she were a simpleton.

Nakajima Michika’s face flushed, clearly noticing Beichuan Si’s gaze.

It’s no wonder, after all, Beichuan Si was already standing right behind her, and yet she had asked such a redundant question. It truly was a bit foolish.

But soon Nakajima Michika seemed to realize something, and her face turned the color of mourning.

Without waiting for Beichuan Si to speak, she obediently walked over to the wall, took down the wisteria vine, and placed it in the somewhat baffled Beichuan Si’s hand, speaking grievously, "Mr. Beichuan... please, go easy on me. I’m afraid of pain."

"..." Beichuan Si.

Nakajima Michika was being a little too self-aware.

Holding the vine in his hand, Beichuan Si glanced sideways at Nakajima Michika’s pitiful expression.

Feeling utterly helpless about a case of his homegrown Salty Egg, he stuffed the vine back into Nakajima Michika’s hand and went upstairs on his own.

Nakajima Michika who had thought she was going to get a good beating from Beichuan Si, stood there stunned for a good while before coming back to her senses, "Mr. Beichuan actually didn’t lift a finger."

This was quite rare, wasn’t it? Logically speaking, after calling Shen Gu Mirai four or five times, it made sense for Beichuan Si to have taken action.

But he didn’t.

Nakajima Michika cheerfully rubbed her own backside, realizing that the grace of a former superstar had all but vanished without her noticing...

The scene shifted once more, back to Beichuan Si.

Of course, he wouldn’t give away important items like the Shinra Bell.

What Beichuan Si had in mind was his reward from the last mission, which was an item he had yet to use—the Voodoo Doll.

Such a Voodoo Doll had a substitute effect and would be helpful for Beichuan Si as well. However, considering Shen Gu Mirai’s parents were engaged in the study of folklore, who knew when they might encounter an unsolvable issue, perhaps making use of a Voodoo Doll?

It’s always helpful to be prepared.

And since Shen Gu Mirai could be considered his first official friend in this world, Beichuan Si wasn’t inclined to be too stingy in this respect.

After a moment of contemplation, he took out two roughly made straw effigies and placed them inside a wooden box.

Keeping one Voodoo Doll for himself in case of emergencies, he decided to give the other two to Shen Gu Mirai’s parents.

As for whether Shen Gu Mirai’s parents would be able to discern the substitute effect of the Voodoo Dolls...

On that point, Beichuan Si wasn’t particularly doubtful.

Such researchers of supernatural folklore would surely have means to protect themselves; recognizing an artifact shouldn’t pose too much of a problem.

If they really didn’t know, he would take the initiative to tell them.

"Okay, time to go."

Beichuan Si put the wooden box into a prepared paper bag and swiftly went downstairs to leave.

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