This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 410 - 281

Chapter 410: 281

Soul Summoning Flower’s soul summoning skill did cause some depletion of psychic energy.

But given Beichuan Si’s mental strength, those losses of psychic energy were actually insignificant to him.

The most crucial issue was Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s resistance.

Beichuan Si pondered for a moment before deciding to tackle the issue from a realistic angle.

If he was to handle it from reality, he would indeed have to personally inquire with Shan Yuanmu Yuzi’s father and the teacher named Aikawa.

With this in mind, Beichuan Si took out his cellphone and made a call to Qiuxiao Yunai.

"Hello? Miss Qiuxiao."

"About Mr. Shan Yuanmu’s father, how are things coming along on your end?"

"I understand."

Beichuan Si said concisely before standing up from the sofa.

"Brother Temple going out again?" Beichuan Huili, who was lying on another sofa playing with her phone, vigilantly raised her head and asked.

"Yes, there’s something I want to take care of," Beichuan Si nodded openly, without any intention to conceal.

Today being Sunday, Qianye Yuki was out of town for an art exhibition, so Beichuan Huili also got a brief vacation, not needing to run to Qianye Yuki’s house every day.

Moreover, seeing her work very hard at painting these days, Beichuan Si turned a blind eye to her slightly lazy behavior at home.

"Brother Temple, what have you been busy with lately... you’ve hardly been home at all. If it weren’t for Shihua moving into our place, I’d be bored to death."

Beichuan Huili asked with blinking, beautiful large eyes, seemingly not understanding.

Beichuan Si indeed spent much less time at home than before, often being out all day, disappearing without a trace, and only reappearing after dinner.

Because of Beichuan Si, she and Nakajima Michika could only go back and forth between ’cooking’ and ’ordering takeout’.

"Hmm?" Beichuan Si’s expression shifted, somewhat surprised.

Was Beichuan Huili throwing a tantrum at him?

But then Beichuan Si reconsidered, thinking it unlikely.

It must be because Beichuan Huili was so troubled by the ’cooking’ and ’ordering takeout’ that she said those words to him.

With that thought, Beichuan Si extended his hand and tapped Beichuan Huili’s smooth, pale forehead:

"Eat less takeout, cooking for yourself isn’t difficult, and Miss Nakajima can’t eat that much grease."

Watching her cover her head and hastily agree, Beichuan Si couldn’t help but fall into contemplation.

Indeed, recently he had devoted much of his time to resolving paranormal affairs and had neglected Beichuan Huili’s feelings.

"Huili, I remember the art award for young artists you entered is about to announce the grand prize winner soon, right?"

"That’s right..." Beichuan Huili looked at her brother, puzzled.

Why had Beichuan Si suddenly brought this up?

"I recall that the reward for winning the grand prize is a visit to Muto Art University. When the time comes, I could take some time off to accompany you there."

"Really?" Beichuan Huili’s surprise was followed by a few coughs as she shifted her gaze elsewhere.

The guilt showed plainly on her face, which certainly didn’t escape Beichuan Si’s notice.

"Do you have a problem?"

"Actually, I’ve already promised Sakura and the others that if I achieve a good ranking, I’ll celebrate with them—so, as for Muto Art University... Besides, I might not win the grand prize! Agreeing to celebrate with them isn’t that much of a problem, right? Brother Temple?"

Her voice grew quieter, and by the end, she was too guilty to continue.

Sigh.

She was definitely in for it now.

She let out a sigh in her heart.

But truth be told, she really wasn’t interested in Muto Art University. She was more interested in Tokyo Art University, which was her first choice. Since it wasn’t Tokyo Art University, missing the visit didn’t make much difference to Beichuan Huili.

Under Beichuan Huili’s anxious emotions, Beichuan Si finally spoke with an even tone:

"Is that so?"

He paused for a moment before adding:

"It’s up to you."

Eh?

Beichuan Huili, who had been prepared for a scolding, looked up blankly, somewhat shocked by Beichuan Si’s response.

"Brother Temple... aren’t you angry?" She couldn’t help but ask, temptingly.

But as soon as she asked, she immediately regretted it.

Wasn’t she just asking for trouble?

To Beichuan Huili’s surprise, Beichuan Si replied indifferently, "Why should I be angry?"

Uh—

Beichuan Huili was at a loss for words again.

She didn’t know what to say.

Could she really criticize Beichuan Si to his face?

Seeing her hesitate, Beichuan Si picked up his wallet from a table and said, "Friendship is also a long-term investment. Your friends are nice girls, and it’s not good to break your word."

There was nothing wrong with making friends. Since Beichuan Huili was unwilling to visit the art university, it was just as well for her to celebrate with her friends.

Beichuan Si had done his private investigation.

Sakura Miori, Otomoto Ai, Sakurai Saki’s grades were all within the top fifteen in the entire school year, with only Takiyama Nanako falling behind, but still within the top fifty.

It was good for Beichuan Huili to be with them, and anyway, that day was meant for celebration.

"Brother Temple!"

Beichuan Huili suddenly called out from behind.

"Will you come to the celebration too? My friends really want to see you again!"