This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 363 - 257: You Are the Biggest in Bunkyo District... (4000 words)_2

Chapter 363: Chapter 257: You Are the Biggest in Bunkyo District... (4000 words)_2

Shen Gu Mirai’s little head leaned in, and then she saw the pink-covered book in Beichuan Si’s hand.

Below the pink-colored cover, there was a tiny cartoon rabbit and above the rabbit, this bold white text appeared—

"Nursery Rhymes for Child Care."

For child care?!

Just as the words implied, this book served as a prenatal guide, specifically designed for preschool-aged children.

Was Beichuan Si buying this to give to a friend? Or was it a hint for himself?

Either way, giving this kind of thing to his friend was far too rude, wasn’t it? It seemed excessively insulting.

But Shen Gu Mirai wasn’t conceited enough to think that Beichuan Si was hinting at marriage to her,

So, with widened black eyes and an uncertain tone, she asked, "Are you planning to give this Nursery Rhymes... uh... book to your friend?"

Beichuan Si nodded, "Somewhat."

"???" said Shen Gu Mirai.

No, how was this remotely appropriate? Are you sure your friend wouldn’t end the friendship over this, Mr. Temple?

Holding that thought, Shen Gu Mirai stood next to him and considerately offered the Tongue Twisters book she had chosen: "Mr. Temple, I’d still recommend this book for broadcasting professionals."

Beichuan Si shook his head, rejecting Shen Gu Mirai: "I’ll stick with the one I have."

"..." Looking at Beichuan Si with a ’nothing else will do’ attitude, Shen Gu Mirai truly felt she understood him less and less.

Could it be that Beichuan Si had some conflict with his friend? Was he trying to upset his friend on purpose?

Otherwise, why would anyone give this thing to a normal person?

Meanwhile, Beichuan Si was also asking Shenzhu Shihui, "Are you sure you want this one?"

"Yep! This is it. It’s...adorable," Shenzhu Shihui replied, blushing and nodding insistently.

That fluffy little rabbit looked so much better than the dark, thick-covered book Shen Gu Mirai had.

As for the words ’For Child Care’, Shenzhu Shihui had completely dismissed them.

Seeing her eyes glow with excitement, Beichuan Si didn’t ask further and immediately placed the "Nursery Rhymes for Child Care" into the shopping basket, then hurried to the counter to pay.

Seeing him not hesitate and act decisively, Shen Gu Mirai could only re-shelve the book she had picked out.

Once they left the bookstore, Shen Gu Mirai couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. Temple, are you having a falling out with your friend? Or is your friend just a kid? Could it possibly be Kelian?"

Yes, the only one who might need this book of tongue twisters was probably Nishijou Kelian.

But Nishijou Kelian couldn’t even speak, let alone would a ghost need to practice tongue twisters?

"He just likes this type," Beichuan Si answered.

"...Alright then," Shen Gu Mirai grudgingly accepted his explanation.

She was thinking about looking for a family restaurant but was suddenly stopped.

"Miss and Sir, hello? Could we take a bit of your time?"

A young woman had come up from behind, greeting Beichuan Si and Shen Gu Mirai warmly.

She was dressed in a long white robe, holding neatly stacked brochures.

Seeing her familiar attire and the brochures in her hands, Beichuan Si frowned and asked first, "Beichuan Divine Society?"

"Ah... Does this gentleman know about our Beichuan Divine Society? Then we’ll have a great topic to discuss!"

The round-faced young woman’s face lit up with surprise, clutching the brochures as she approached.

Yet, as she approached with the brochures, Beichuan Si swiftly pulled Shen Gu Mirai onto the escalator, heading upstairs in a flash.

"Wait! Sir! Miss!" The young woman watched them in astonishment, not expecting this young man who knew of the Beichuan Divine Society to react so violently, not giving her a chance to speak.

"...Are you okay, Mr. Temple?" Shen Gu Mirai of course knew that the Beichuan Divine Society was a relief organization that worshipped Beichuan Si as a deity. Meeting a member of the Divine Society might actually help her understand what the grassroots believers were thinking.

Thus, seeing Beichuan Si’s reaction, she asked in confusion.

"There’s always a chance to meet again," Mr. Temple waved his hand.

The main reason was that the booklet wasn’t something that could be shared with just anyone, otherwise, Mr. Temple wouldn’t oppose Shen Gu Mirai’s interaction with these believers.

Mr. Temple didn’t want to say, and Shen Gu Mirai didn’t ask either, she suggested, "Is that so?... But I’ve already bought the book, and we’ve already come upstairs, how about we grab something to eat, Mr. Temple?"

"Sure," Mr. Temple agreed.

This floor and the one above were the dining areas; there were many family restaurants and buffet restaurants, all very affordably priced.

Just as the two decided to see what there was to eat around here, an astonished voice came from behind.

"Shen Gu?"

A girl with a shoulder bag and long hair was standing behind Shen Gu Mirai and Mr. Temple, full of surprise: "Is that you, Shen Gu?"

Hearing the question again, Mr. Temple couldn’t help but ask: "Someone you know?"

"Ah... kind of. This is Nakano Youko. An old acquaintance from junior high."

"Old acquaintance? Is that not a bit cold?" Nakano Youko walked up brashly.

She was the quintessential Shibuya-style girl, her sleek wrists adorned with sparkling bracelets, her fingernails painted black, and her dark hair had only the tips slightly dyed blonde, a bit hard to distinguish unless looked at closely.

As for her face...

It seemed pretty cute, but not as cute as Shen Gu Mirai, so Mr. Temple glanced away after a look and calmly greeted, "I am Mr. Temple."

But what neither Mr. Temple nor Shen Gu Mirai had expected was that upon hearing Mr. Temple’s indifferent introduction, Nakano Youko’s eyes suddenly widened, her tone incredulous as she repeated, "You are Mr. Temple?"

She looked as if she had seen a ghost, drawing some of Mr. Temple’s attention: "I am Mr. Temple, is there a problem?"

Watching his reaction, Nakano Youko stutteringly asked:

"Shen Gu... the high school you go to is...?"

Shen Gu Mirai briefly answered, "Kyubei High School in the Bunkyo District."

Kyubei High School’s Mr. Temple?!

Nakano Youko swallowed.

She truly hadn’t expected to see the person here.

The biggest delinquent leader of the Bunkyo District and her junior high acquaintance Shen Gu Mirai together?

What could their relationship be?

Shen Gu Mirai had been so smart since junior high; even going to high school wouldn’t likely change much.

Such a good student probably wouldn’t fancy a delinquent, right?

How come she was with Mr. Temple?

He was a devil that devoured people.

While Nakano Youko was lost in wild thoughts, Shen Gu Mirai’s voice suddenly rang out:

"Youko, I think you might be misunderstanding Mr. Temple."

"Misunderstanding? The murderous demon Mr. Beichuan... Ah... sorry," Nakano Youko realized she had slipped up and couldn’t help but look at Mr. Temple.

Mr. Temple’s face was expressionless.

But his eyes were fixed intently on her.

That overly calm gaze was, instead, giving a creepily terrifying sensation.

"I’m sorry! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Don’t kill me! I, I was wrong! Mr. Beichuan! It wasn’t me who said it, it was someone at our school—"

Nakano Youko burst into tears.

She cried while bowing apologetically to Mr. Temple, leaving Shen Gu Mirai, who still wanted to explain, completely dumbfounded.

Was Mr. Temple’s reputation... really that fearsome?

Shen Gu Mirai turned her head to glance at Mr. Temple.