"I’ve said it so many tis!"
Shen Gu Mirai felt a bit desperate.
Why did Beichuan Si always think about money?
"What do you want then?" Beichuan Si asked again.
"...Mr. Temple, you’re too serious."
Sighing, Shen Gu Mirai didn’t say anything else, just took out the little notebook she had always used, and stuffed it into the drawer of Beichuan Si’s desk.
After doing all this, she raised the half-eaten small bread in her hand and said helplessly, "Actually, I just wanted Mr. Temple to share so lunch with . I woke up a bit late today and didn’t have ti to prepare my lunch."
"The money I give you can buy several of these lunches." Beichuan Si frowned, still unable to understand Shen Gu Mirai’s intentions.
It was indeed the truth, but it was not what Shen Gu Mirai wanted to hear.
She wanted to hear romantic words from Beichuan Si, not these stark realities!
Frustrated to the point of wanting to stomp her foot, she simply grabbed the lunch from Beichuan Si’s hands, protesting loudly:
"...Anyway, just give it to to eat!"
Her eager appearance made Beichuan Si take another look at her, naturally realizing sothing:
"You’re really hungry, huh, Shen Gu. I was inconsiderate. You can have the whole box, don’t leave any for ."
"..." Shen Gu Mirai fell silent.
The lunchbox in her hands was Beichuan Si’s.
Beichuan Si’s lunchbox was an extended and deep model, one al from it was equivalent to four or five als for her.
The key issue was—
If she ate it now, would Beichuan Si think she always ate this much?
The subtlety of a young girl’s thoughts made Shen Gu Mirai feel a bit of lancholy.
Thus, Shen Gu Mirai’s expression darkened as she shoved the lunchbox back, "I don’t want it anymore!"
Originally, she had thought that maybe she could indirectly fulfill a bizarre psychological desire through an indirect kiss.
But now, whether she ate or not, both seed untenable.
Sotis, Shen Gu Mirai wondered if Beichuan Si was doing this on purpose, as if his straightforward manner was a pretense, using her as a tool.
But upon seeing Beichuan Si’s unwavering gaze and expression, her heart softened—how could Mr. Temple be that kind of person?
She could only comfort herself like this.
"Aren’t you very hungry?" Beichuan Si took the lunchbox back.
"Mr. Temple seems hungrier," Shen Gu Mirai managed to find a reason, her cheeks flushed as she picked up her small bread and slowly chewed.
"Wasn’t the lunch supposed to be a paynt?" Beichuan Si asked again.
"I was just kidding!" Shen Gu Mirai’s face grew even redder, stubbornly arguing.
"You were grabbing the lunchbox just now..." Beichuan Si was stubbornly relentless on this point.
Shen Gu Mirai cried out in annoyance and embarrassnt, "Mr. Temple!!!"
"Hmm."
Seeing that Shen Gu Mirai seed genuinely upset, Beichuan Si resud his expressionless face, pulled out the lunchbox again, and began stirring the plain white rice with his chopsticks.
That was enough.
Shen Gu Mirai took a bite of her bread, chewing little by little while tilting her head to watch Beichuan Si.
Really, whether she wanted to eat or not, or even investigate... she just wanted to close the distance between herself and Beichuan Si.
It was just that simple.
Shen Gu Mirai’s mood was still not too bad now, but it was just not too bad, after all, she hadn’t gotten to eat the lunch.
She thought about burying her face in the small bread again.
Then—
Sothing stopped next to her.
The lunchbox lid was covered with a layer of plain white rice, on top of which was a sticky, fragrant sauce of chicken and mushroom curry, beside it were several beautifully arranged side dishes.
Shen Gu Mirai blinked.
"I guessed you wouldn’t be able to finish all that, so I designated a third for you,"
Beichuan Si’s indifferent voice ca through.
This person was always like this.
Miss Shen Gu, whose heart had initially cald, felt it leap again, increasing her heart rate by a hundred percentage points.
"Uh-huh!" Shen Gu Mirai nodded.
...
Beichuan Si looked at the smiling Shen Gu Mirai and gently shook his head.
Fortunately, he hadn’t used his spoon yet, so he could give it to Shen Gu Mirai directly, avoiding any joke about an ’indirect kiss’.
After all, Shen Gu Mirai was a girl, and sharing utensils with a boy, she would certainly feel embarrassed, right?
Beichuan Si set the empty lunchbox aside and pulled out Shen Gu Mirai’s investigation files.
The pink notebook still contained previous investigations about Sanmu Puppet Factory and Nakajima Michika. Beichuan Si’s eyes lingered on the last few pages.
The investigation on the ’Call the Spirits’ ga at Mirror Apartnt.
Shen Gu Mirai’s analysis wasn’t too different from Beichuan Si’s, as she also believed the rumors circulating online were missing pieces.
However, she hadn’t visited the spiritual realm, so her investigation comnced from reality.
Regarding the annihilation of a family in Gunma Prefecture, or rather, the area around Gunma Prefecture.
The recent news under the restrictive conditions of ’apartnt’, ’annihilation’, ’only the father survived’, ’wanted murderer’ happened in Nakanojou Town in the vicinity of Gunma Prefecture.
Beichuan Si continued reading.
At the bottom, Shen Gu Mirai ticulously noted: The specific location is currently unclear, but a direct investigation should reveal the detailed circumstances at that ti from the locals’ testimonials.
Indeed worthy of a folklorist’s daughter, always thinking about field investigations no matter when.
Additionally, Shen Gu Mirai had written a newly investigated version of the strange tale at the very bottom.
Most people believed that the murderer who suddenly intruded was the killer, but so didn’t think so.
The harmonious family was an illusion; in fact, the seemingly polite and outstanding father on the surface was the real murderer.
The family’s television always played very loudly, but if one listened closely, it seed possible to hear the neighbor man scolding his wife and daughter next door.
Why was the TV always noisy? Why wasn’t the broken TV fixed after so long? Why was the TV volu always so high? Why didn’t the police find where the murderer went after investigating the scene?
All this was to conceal the crucial fact that the father was the murderer.
Compared to the version investigated by Qianye Yuki, this version of the strange tale focused more on the term "conspiracy theory."
The seemingly kind father was the mastermind behind the murders, and the victims were the little girl and her mother.
However, it must be said that this conspiracy theory, added to this strange tale, did indeed fill many gaps and enhance its credibility.
For instance, the reason the father survived was that he was the murderer himself; after killing his wife and daughter, he just had to harm himself and wait for the neighbors to co to his rescue.
But even so, Shen Gu Mirai still noted skeptically at the bottom—
’Reliability to be determined.’
Yes, no matter when, one ought to remain skeptical of so data and clues that aren’t obvious.
In this regard, Shen Gu Mirai did much better than most.
After all, this was just another version of the strange tale found online.
This data, in terms of completeness, was sufficient to corroborate with the data on Qianye Yuki’s side.
Most importantly, Shen Gu Mirai had discovered the specific location.
What exactly happened in Nakanojou Town in Gunma Prefecture?
What circumstances led to the annihilation case that year?
All of this lay concealed underneath, waiting for Beichuan Si to unearth.
However—
"We need to find Seki Naoya and the other two this afternoon to ask about the specific format of the spirit-calling ga,"
Beichuan Si’s eyes flickered as he muttered to himself.
Excellent! Before that, another visit to the spiritual realm would definitely uncover more!
Certainly, the resentful spirits couldn’t keep him out.
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