This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 85. Is it like this?

Chapter 85: Chapter 85. Is it like this?

Beichuan Si’s trip to Tokyo took a total of four hours, from early morning until noon.

Upon arrival at the station, Beichuan Si didn’t hesitate and left the station with his travel bag in hand.

Today was Saturday, a day off, and the station was fairly crowded with both Tokyo locals and foreign tourists who had come to sightsee, making the station somewhat lively around noon.

But that was nothing compared to the real hustle and bustle during the three-day holidays in the lunar calendar and the large Golden Week holidays around May 1.

During that time, many families plan activities and organize family trips, just like the ’Golden Week of Travel and Shopping’ often depicted in Wenchao Gong novels.

After all, during the Golden Week, even the home-bound otaku have time to come out for their toilet paper... and illustrated light novels.

This year’s January three-day holiday fell on the 14th, which had already passed, and it was nearing the end of January; Beichuan Si could clearly feel a hint of warmth in the air.

Before long, Kyubei High School would be on spring break, and Beichuan Si would be moving up to the second year.

Beichuan Si removed his scarf and put it into his travel bag, then boarded a bus and left.

...

Beichuan Si didn’t call Shen Gu Mirai a day in advance to notify her of his return home.

His reason for doing so was simple; he wanted to see whether Shen Gu Mirai had fulfilled her responsibilities these past few days.

Most importantly, he wanted to see if Beichuan Huili had been spoiled rotten.

This was the most crucial point.

Having only one relative in Tokyo, his sister Beichuan Huili, Beichuan Si would not let the young girl off easily if she had indeed been spoiled by Shen Gu Mirai.

But sometimes Beichuan Si felt that, despite being a brother, he burdened himself with a father’s concerns.

But it couldn’t be helped.

Beichuan Si was all too familiar with his sister’s nature; she was a Salty Egg, utterly unimpressive. He had the duty of a brother, and even if he couldn’t raise Beichuan Huili into a noble flower, she had to at least possess orchid-like grace and charm.

Beichuan Si glanced expressionlessly to the left and right and, finding no one in the streets, he nimbly leapt into his family’s courtyard.

He landed calmly and pressed himself against the wall.

"The glass door in the backyard isn’t closed?" Beichuan Si furrowed his brows, inwardly docking five points from Shen Gu Mirai, and then slipped into the Beichuan Family home.

The clothes basket was set aside, but there was no sign of Shen Gu Mirai; Beichuan Si guessed she had been interrupted while hanging clothes.

If something important had come up in the middle of hanging the clothes, that was understandable.

Beichuan Si took back the five points he had deducted and silently moved to the living room.

It was then that he heard the voices of girls in the living room.

Yes, there were voices beyond those of Beichuan Huili and Shen Gu Mirai; he heard Qian Xia Chiyuki and another girl’s voice he didn’t recognize.

But since it was someone brought by Qian Xia Chiyuki...

Beichuan Si only thought about it and had a good idea who it might be.

Just as Beichuan Si was pondering, Shen Gu Mirai’s voice rose on the other side.

"Please have some tea, President Qian Xia, President Tsukishima."

Tsukishima Risa and Qian Xia Chiyuki, what on earth were these two doing visiting the Beichuan Family on their day off?

While serving tea, Shen Gu Mirai’s mind raced with thoughts.

It was one thing for Qian Xia Chiyuki to come over, since she had apparently made a deliberate effort to visit Beichuan Si, but why had the former student council president, Tsukishima Risa, also tagged along?

Shen Gu Mirai sensed something unusual in the air, but the quick-witted girl didn’t point it out. Instead, she smiled faintly at Qian Xia Chiyuki and Tsukishima Risa.

Beichuan Huili glanced uneasily at Qian Xia Chiyuki and Tsukishima Risa, who were now seated, and mustered the courage to ask, "Senior Qian Xia, Senior Tsukishima, did you come to see Brother Temple?"

Her first-choice school was Kyubei High, and she had passed the entrance exam, so calling Qian Xia Chiyuki and Tsukishima Risa "senior" was perfectly appropriate. But that wasn’t what she was most concerned about; she feared that they had come to cause trouble for Beichuan Si. As a prospective student whose first choice was Kyubei, she paid close attention to all the rumors circulating among the students at Kyubei High School.

All the talk about the new delinquent leader at Kyubei, Beichuan Si... how he beat up more than twenty people in the bathroom by himself... Beichuan Si, the Death God of Santu River...

After hearing these rumors, she was completely baffled.

Beichuan Si? The exact same name as her brother? Her brother getting into fights?

That was simply impossible!

When Beichuan Huili first heard these rumors, she outright rejected them in her heart, refusing to believe that Beichuan Si would ever resort to violence.

Yet, she quickly remembered the day Beichuan Si had slapped a girl at the temple without hesitation, which made her once firm beliefs start to waver.

That day, Beichuan Si certainly didn’t hesitate to leave a girl’s face swollen from a slap...

But even if Beichuan Si did cause trouble, shouldn’t it be a teacher who came to the Beichuan household? Why were the current and former student council presidents visiting instead?

With heaviness in her heart, Beichuan Huili was filled with anxiety.

Seemingly seeing through Beichuan Huili’s unease, Qian Xia Chiyuki placed her fair fingers on the teacup and said, "I’m here at the request of Senior Tsukishima, bringing her to express our gratitude to Beichuan."

She turned her head and gave Tsukishima Risa a reassuring glance.

Tsukishima Risa nodded, her complexion still pale, but her demeanor was as gentle as water. With a soft and comforting voice, she said, "Beichuan has done me a kindness, and I’ve been meaning to visit for a while, but I’ve been unwell these past few days, hence the delay. I hope you won’t mind."

She stood up first, stepped back twice, placed her hands on her lower abdomen, and bowed respectfully. Her mild manner, acquired from being constantly exposed to her father, a literary novelist, was clearly evident.

She was indeed sincerely here to express her gratitude, and after hearing Qian Xia Chiyuki mention that Beichuan Si once mocked her for not showering for half a month and smelling, she even went to the lengths of washing herself several times before leaving the house.

Looking for Mr. Temple?

Shen Gu Mirai glanced meaningfully at Qian Xia Chiyuki but remained seated properly, not uttering a word.

This was the kind of confident little girl Shen Gu Mirai was.

"You’re here to thank Brother Temple?" Beichuan Huili blinked her eyes, her tone tinged with disbelief, "Senior Tsukishima, are you sure you’ve got the right person?"

Since Beichuan Si was not at home anyway, Beichuan Huili didn’t hold back, blurting out:

"Are you certain you’re looking for Brother Temple? My family’s Brother Temple has always had a poker face, and while he’s okay with me, he’s definitely not gentle with other girls. At home, he’s constantly beating me up—"

As she spoke, her body suddenly got hoisted into the air by someone, her limbs flailing due to the sudden loss of a foothold.

"Like this, you mean?" came the counter question from the face of Beichuan Si, now appearing in Beichuan Huili’s line of sight.

In that moment...

Beichuan Huili’s heartbeat nearly stopped.

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