This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 497 - 324. Photo (8000-word target achieved)_2

Chapter 497: Chapter 324. Photo (8000-word target achieved)_2

With a whirl of vision, Shen Gu Mirai regained normal eyesight and found herself lying in Beichuan Si’s bed.

"It’s already very late, sleep now," Beichuan Si suggested calmly, then reached out to turn off the lamp.

Sigh...

Sigh...

Sigh...

The world quieted down in an instant.

Aside from her own breathing and heartbeat, Shen Gu Mirai could no longer hear any other sounds.

Of course... it might also be because her excessive nervousness caused tinnitus.

Shen Gu Mirai’s body stiffened, daring not to move at all.

Close.

Too close.

She had intended to keep some distance from Beichuan Si, but this pulling made her even closer to him.

What was this all about?!

She muttered unclearly, nibbling her pink lips, then carefully shrank her neck again.

Shen Gu Mirai could distinctly feel Beichuan Si’s gaze on her face.

This made her dare not lift her head, only able to curl up like a small animal, trying hard to defend this small spot beneath her.

But the more she did so, the more she shrank away.

Two minutes later—

"You’re about to fall out," Beichuan Si, who had been watching Shen Gu Mirai’s movements, reminded her.

Following Beichuan Si’s reminder, Shen Gu Mirai curled more inward, struggling to move a centimeter closer.

It was truly a very difficult move.

Beichuan Si sighed slightly.

He reached out and pulled Shen Gu Mirai back beside him: "That’s it, it’s too late, rest now."

"..." Shen Gu Mirai.

What kind of human suffering was this!

She timidly raised her eyes.

Sometime Beichuan Si had already lain down and closed his eyes.

Beichuan Si’s sleeping posture was very proper; his hand lay flat, and he had neither the habit of snoring nor of tossing about.

Mr. Temple could actually sleep.

Shen Gu Mirai felt somewhat deflated.

After all, she was a girl too, and Beichuan Si simply fell asleep so easily, completely different from her tumultuous feelings!

However...

This was actually not too bad.

Shen Gu Mirai glanced at Beichuan Si, and her tumbling thoughts finally settled.

The nervousness was blown away by the earlier tension, and as Beichuan Si fell into a deep sleep, her mood finally calmed down.

But even though Beichuan Si was asleep, she dared not do anything to him.

After all, that was Beichuan Si; what if he wasn’t really asleep, what would she do then? Wouldn’t it be even more embarrassing?

Shen Gu Mirai moved again, sticking carefully to Beichuan Si’s inner side.

Then she curled up into a small ball and closed her eyes.

Sleep.

She emptied her mind.

As long as she was beside Beichuan Si, this seemed quite easy to achieve.

In such circumstances, Shen Gu Mirai quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Just as Shen Gu Mirai completely succumbed to sleep, Beichuan Si, who had kept his eyes shut, opened them and slightly turned his head to look at the curled-up Shen Gu Mirai.

Anxiety and worry still subconsciously lingered on her face.

She must still be quite worried about her parents abroad.

And this sleeping posture...

Beichuan Si shook his head and pulled the blanket on his side towards her.

After doing this, Beichuan Si finally entered into a state of sleep.

The night—an indescribably quiet one.

...

The next day, Beichuan Si woke up early according to his biological clock.

But contrary to his expectations, Shen Gu Mirai woke up even earlier than he did.

"Good morning, Mr. Temple," a neatly dressed Shen Gu Mirai greeted Beichuan Si energetically.

It seemed the other party had a decent sleep last night.

Beichuan Si nodded, as a form of greeting, before he walked into the inner room to change his clothes and then asked, "When did you wake up?"

"Pretty early... I guess," Shen Gu Mirai replied vaguely, her eyes darting around.

Seeing her like this, Beichuan Si indifferently tapped the Shinra Bell on the wall.

"Alright, alright! I’ll tell everything, I’ll just tell everything, please don’t ask Ms. Shihui anymore."

Shen Gu Mirai’s expression changed and she hurried over to stop Beichuan Si from asking further questions.

She roughly explained the situation to Beichuan Si.

In fact, she had woken up around 5:30 a.m. today.

The main reason was to look through the clues about Ihui Island on her phone.

But that undoubtedly turned out to be a waste of effort.

None of the news in Okinawa contained any information about Ihui Island.

Just as Shen Gu Mirai initially said, Ihui Island was an isolated island, its centuries-old traditions were yet to be revealed.

The only thing that could serve as material was perhaps a few photos of Ihui Island on Shen Gu Mirai’s phone.

As it was too late yesterday, Beichuan Si actually hadn’t looked at these photos of Ihui Island.

After washing up, Beichuan Si picked up Shen Gu Mirai’s phone and began to look through the photos taken by her parents before they officially went to Ihui Island.

The sea sparkled, merging with the horizon, the sky a vibrant azure, evoking a sense of grandeur and openness.

Beneath this rare unity of sea and sky floated an island.

It was an island dense with lush forests.

A towering lighthouse in the distance gleamed conspicuously.

While at the forefront was a simple little harbor with fishing boats moored.

Near the harbor were densely packed villages with Japanese-style white-wall houses.

This was a frontal photo of Ihui Island.

Beichuan Si swiped his finger to slide to the next photo.

This was a close-up photo; the Japanese-style houses looked especially charming with a hearth above which a metal wire hung, bracketed on either side by an iron pot, used normally for heating and boiling water.

Beichuan Si swiped again.

Close-up photo.

Next.

Frontal photo...

Continue.

Close-up photo.

Continuing to look down, it was mostly generic close-up photos.

Apart from the initial photo which looked rather professional, the others seemed perfunctory.

But then came the crucial question.

"Why isn’t there a single photo of the backside of the island?" Beichuan Si flipped through but only found the local folk custom photos he had grown tired of, not a single photo of the back half of the island.

Why was this?

Could it be simply because it wasn’t photographed?

Beichuan Si sent the photos from the phone to himself, then handed it back to Shen Gu Mirai.

"How about it, Mr. Temple, did you find anything noteworthy?"

"Not yet," Beichuan Si shook his head.

He wasn’t a magician who could deduce the real situation just from looking at some landscape photos.

"Is that so?" Shen Gu Mirai looked somewhat disappointed.

After a while, she perked up as if to encourage herself, "No worries, Mr. Temple, didn’t you say, today we’re supposed to find Miss Sanseiyuan’s aunt; from her, we might get some information about Ihui Island."

Actually, it wasn’t yet certain whether Sanseiyuan’s biological mother was a resident of Ihui Island, at most it was highly probable, but Beichuan Si didn’t correct Shen Gu Mirai’s mistake.

For now, it was enough that she could muster her spirit.

The two quickly finished their breakfast, and under transportation arranged by Hirasaka Ichiro, headed towards the Hayakawa family.

About twenty minutes later, Beichuan Si came to Hayakawa’s house again.

Hayakawa Sei was waiting at the door just like yesterday.

As soon as he saw Beichuan Si get out of the car, he warmly greeted him and also greeted Shen Gu Mirai.

The three of them returned to the parlor—

Hayakawa Sei didn’t beat around the bush but immediately shared the information Beichuan Si was most concerned about:

"As for the matter you requested, Mr. Beichuan, I’ve taken care of everything. The aunt of Sanseiyuan Tenzi, that is Sanseiyuan Beina... Her current residence and contact details are all in this document, Beichuan Master can take a look."

His sincerity was evident; he directly took out a bulging yellow envelope from the desk and placed it in front of Beichuan Si and Shen Gu Mirai.

Inside this, there might just be clues about Ihui Island.

Beichuan Si and Shen Gu Mirai exchanged glances.