This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 398 - 275: Can’t Look Directly (8000 Word Goal Achieved)

Chapter 398: Chapter 275: Can’t Look Directly (8000 Word Goal Achieved)

After school—

Mr. Temple sent a message to Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Michika saying he might return home late and then picked up his school bag, heading toward the nearby shopping district.

He had never actually strolled through this shopping district, so he wasn’t sure whether there were any good stores for groceries.

However, considering its proximity to the Shen Gu family’s house and the convenience of shopping there, he didn’t specifically go back to his own neighborhood’s shopping district.

As he walked, Mr. Temple called Shen Gu Mirai: "Hello? Mirai?"

"Um... Mr. Temple?" The voice of Shen Gu Mirai on the other end sounded surprised and somewhat confused, "What’s up?"

"I’m thinking of dropping by, is it convenient for you?" Mr. Temple asked.

"Ah?... A visit? I don’t mind... But, Mr. Temple, I’m actually down with a cold. What if I pass it on to you..."

Shen Gu Mirai sounded weak, seemingly quite ill indeed.

"I’ll be right there," Mr. Temple said flatly and hung up the phone, regardless of whether Shen Gu Mirai agreed or not.

After all, the young girl would definitely keep him talking, which wouldn’t be good for her health.

It would be better for Mr. Temple to go over there and speak in person.

The moment he hung up, there was the rustling sound from behind, followed by a familiar timid greeting: "Be, Beichuan!"

Mr. Temple stopped walking and turned around.

He saw Magong Tong, with her short hair, jogging toward him.

Her once long straight hair had been cut short, providing a fresh and brisk appearance, with her overly long bangs neatly arranged, dispelling any gloom from her face, making her look much more lively.

"Be, Beichuan! In the after... afternoon—ah!!!"

Magong Tong wasn’t running fast, but her stride was hurried and meticulous. She couldn’t control her speed and almost bumped into Mr. Temple’s chest—

"Magong, good afternoon," Mr. Temple quickly steadied her just as she was about to collide and responded without changing his expression.

Magong Tong instantly stiffened; she looked at Beichuan, her face flushed in an instant, her mouth twitching awkwardly as if dancing: "Go, good afternoon! Beichuan!"

Then she realized it, her entire face turning even redder as she continuously backed away, while constantly apologizing to Beichuan: "I’m sorry, I’m sorry! It’s my fault! Sorry for bothering you again, Beichuan! Really sorry!"

Snap—

Magong Tong, still dazed, accidentally bumped into another pedestrian.

"Ah! Sorry! Really sorry! I caused you trouble!"

"..." Mr. Temple simply pulled Magong Tong over, looked at her still blushing face, and asked, "Magong, have you been following me?"

From the moment he started walking, he felt someone’s gaze sweeping over his back incessantly, initially assuming it to be some delinquents vying for some "Bunkyo District gang leader" title; unexpectedly, it turned out to be Magong Tong.

Upon hearing this, Magong Tong’s face reddened once again.

She first nodded, then hurriedly shook her head, looking utterly at a loss—an expression no one could understand.

Mr. Temple didn’t press further but just looked at Magong Tong, waiting for her to explain.

Magong Tong had indeed changed a lot.

From being isolated because of misfortune to now striving to keep up with everyone else...

She had changed her hairstyle, bought some girlish accessories, looking much more naturally bright than before.

It was actually quite good.

However—

Under Mr. Temple’s gaze, Magong Tong appeared even more bewildered, her hands wavering in front of her chest, and after a while, she squeezed out a simple response:

"Yes."

"Yes?" Mr. Temple didn’t understand.

"Ah—no, not like that! I just... happened to see Beichuan going this way..." Magong Tong coughed then pointed ahead at the shopping street, her voice getting lower, "I was actually heading there too... Since Beichuan was coming over, so I just walked behind you, then I thought maybe that wasn’t quite right, so I decided to say hello."

Her eyes, clear and bright, unintentionally lifted, glistening as she saw Mr. Temple still looking at her, then she quickly lowered her head, her neck flushed red.

Magong Tong was also quite frustrated.

She had already managed to carry on simple conversations in front of others, but only in front of Beichuan did she feel her heart race, her hands sweat, her words stutter, and she dared not meet Beichuan’s gaze.

At school, she had already seen Beichuan many times.

But to greet him was harder than reaching the sky.

It wasn’t out of fear or concern about others’ gossip.

Magong Tong simply did not dare get close to Beichuan.

She felt like a tiny flame, and Beichuan a glacier... Just by approaching, she would immediately extinguish.

Magong Tong didn’t want that, really didn’t want that.

So she continued trying in her own way.

"You’re also heading this way? Do you have business in the shopping district?" After hearing Magong Tong’s words, Mr. Temple turned his dark eyes towards her.

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