This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 395 - 273. Beichuan Si Is Not Suitable for Texting (Another 4000 Words)_2

Chapter 395: Chapter 273. Beichuan Si Is Not Suitable for Texting (Another 4000 Words)_2

First up was Beichuan Huili.

Beichuan Si thought for a while, his fingers hopping on the smartphone keyboard, and a line of text appeared:

"I’ll be back soon, you and Miss Nakajima shouldn’t have any problems, right? Just wait for me."

After typing this, Beichuan Si felt it was a bit too serious and not quite like a family email.

So, he added "(lol)" at the end to lighten the serious mood.

"This should just be seen as a joke between siblings."

Beichuan Si nodded to himself.

He had recently gotten the hang of joking, which was also a way for him to change his overly cold demeanor.

Next was Nakajima Michika.

Beichuan Si didn’t know what to say to Nakajima Michika.

After all, they didn’t really have any common topics—

No, that wasn’t right, there was one.

Beichuan Si remembered.

Nakajima Michika seemed quite interested in his method of making wicker.

So, under his rapid keystrokes, another message was crafted:

"Don’t worry, I just had some business with the police, not going to buy materials for making wicker. I’ll be back soon."

"But this isn’t great either, it seems a bit abrupt," Beichuan Si paused, then nodded and added "(lol)."

When in doubt, just laugh, it also counts as being optimistic.

As for Shen Gu Mirai...

This girl sure had a variety of styles.

Beichuan Si just sent her a proper email in response and then headed back home.

At this time, at the Beichuan family—

Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Michika had just had dinner, both in a languid, lifeless state, hardly wanting to move.

Then, one after another, their cell phones started ringing.

"Brother Temple sent a message." Lying on the couch, Beichuan Huili grabbed her phone, looked at the message content, and instinctively read it aloud:

"I’ll be back soon, you and Miss Nakajima shouldn’t have any problems, right? Just wait for me... bracket laugh?"

Having initially been unconcerned, Beichuan Huili’s expression suddenly fell at the end.

What the heck?!

What situation is this?!

"Huili... you haven’t pissed off Beichuan lately, right? Last time I remember him saying ’hitting you was just a reflex’... are you okay?" Nakajima Michika hadn’t looked at her message yet, and upon seeing Beichuan Huili’s content, she asked somewhat thoughtlessly.

"I, I... I..." Beichuan Huili opened her mouth and stuttered for a long time, unable to speak a full sentence.

She also had no idea what she had done to Beichuan Si, how Beichuan Si’s response to her message turned out to be bracket laugh, this kind of terrifying thing.

"Haha... don’t worry, if Beichuan hits you later, I’ll help you plead your case, but truthfully, Beichuan doesn’t like to hit people without reason," Nakajima Michika chuckled reassuredly.

Then she pulled out her own phone, glanced at it—

"Don’t worry, I just had some business with the police, not going to buy materials for making wicker. I’ll be back soon... laugh?"

Not buying materials for making wicker?

Are you protesting too much?

Why add a bracket laugh at the end?

What have I done?!

Nakajima Michika, who had been laughing a moment ago, now collapsed in expression, and couldn’t help but look mournfully at Beichuan Huili, only to find Beichuan Huili looking back at her with the same gloomy expression.

The two of them looked at each other, feeling suddenly as if the future had become hopeless.

Just at this unlucky moment, Nakajima Michika and Beichuan Huili heard a sharp ringing from the front hall.

Beichuan Si was back!

They looked at each other, and I looked at you until Beichuan Si started calling at the door and then they walked heavily toward the entrance hall, as if marching to the scaffold.

On the other hand.

Beichuan Si had pressed the doorbell several times, but the door still hadn’t opened, making him show a puzzled expression.

Could it be that Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Michika had fallen asleep?

But that’s not very scientific, the living room light is still on.

Wasting electricity?

Beichuan Si touched his chin, just as he was about to press the doorbell again—

The door opened.

Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Michika’s pale little faces appeared.

The sight of one big and one small looking timidly over made Beichuan Si feel utterly perplexed, "What’s wrong with you two?"

The two of them looked as guilty as thieves, inevitably making one suspect that they had been up to no good.

"Nothing! Nothing at all!"

The two of them exclaimed almost simultaneously, their bodies tensed.

What are these two up to?

Beichuan Si couldn’t help but frown.

But his frown seemed to unsettle Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Michika again.

What’s the matter? Could he really be about to hit someone?

No, that can’t be right, we didn’t do anything wrong!

"Brother Temple! I think you should give a reason before hitting us!"

Beichuan Huili immediately cried out.

"A reason before hitting you?" Beichuan Si was a bit confused. He looked expressionlessly at Nakajima Michika, hoping to get some explanation from her.

"I also agree with what Hui Li said!"

Nakajima Michika also shouted.

"..." Beichuan Si.

What sort of prank are these two young girls playing?

Upon thinking this, Beichuan Si lost any will to delve deeper, instead just lightly knocked on their heads with his hand and ignored them, heading inside the house.

He had been busy outside all day and was tired. He planned to take a bath and go to bed.

As for the nonsensical things mentioned by Nakajima Michika and Beichuan Huili, Beichuan Si decided to completely ignore them.

Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Michika rubbed their reddened foreheads, watching Beichuan Si’s back as he walked into the bathroom. Despite the pain in their foreheads, their hearts were delighted.

Jackpot!

Yes, both Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Michika felt they had totally scored this time.

Because they blocked his path, Beichuan Si went to shower without even picking up his cane, now it seemed he had completely dismissed the idea of hitting them.

How was that not a win?

After all, they avoided being hit with a cane and having their hands slapped.

The two shared a knowing smile, then quickly tidied up the living room and hurried upstairs, pretending to sleep to completely avoid Beichuan Si.

This was just another day in the life of Beichuan Si, his sister, and the nation’s beloved diva.

...

Shen Gu Mirai wasn’t staying at the Beichuan Si’s house today, as the issue with the tired woman had been completely resolved, and continuing to stay at the Beichuan Si’s house seemed a bit inappropriate.

She had just finished bathing and stepped out of the bathroom when she heard her phone ring in the living room with the notification for a message reception.

"Did Mr. Temple send a message?"

While wiping her hair, Shen Gu Mirai reached out with her fair fingers to unlock the phone.

Her eyes immediately caught a text message from Beichuan Si.

’The issue with the tired woman has been completely resolved. I tampered with the bundle of resentment she handed to me. Even if she wants to use that dense bundle of resentment to reincarnate, it’s not possible. Once the resentment kills Tsuchiya Motomu, the enclosed death qi and benevolence will erupt and completely exterminate it, so there’s no need to worry about what comes after.’

’You staying at my house recently must have been quite uncomfortable. But this incident was still due to your own issues, so I hope you will be careful in the future.

’Similarly, now that you have come into contact with that other world, you realize that not every supernatural scary story game can be joined. Therefore, I do not wish for you to participate in such games, nor do I want to clean up the mess every time. If it weren’t for this time when you got involved in such a mess—nevermind, there’s actually nothing much to say.’

’All is well that ends well, regards end.’

"If it weren’t for this time, if it were me..." Shen Gu Mirai’s eyes sparkled as she read that part.

What is Mr. Temple trying to express? What is Mr. Temple trying to express?

If it wasn’t for me getting involved in this whole matter... is Mr. Temple indirectly expressing his care for me?!

Shen Gu Mirai lay on the couch, hugging her phone, rolling back and forth, and giggling.

She seemed to have completely misunderstood the point...

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