Chapter 390. Fiction Needs Logic (4000 words)
The Keihoku Festival continues to be in full swing.
"Beichuan Tong, classmates, you have worked hard!" Yoko Morishita said as she bowed to Kitagawa Temple that came out of the haunted house.
Here, she naturally uses the Japanese honorific of a lower grade to a superior.
This made Beichuan Temple also take a look at this little girl and nodded.
It's already noon, and Kitagawa Temple doesn't plan to stay in the haunted house without eating.
As for the afternoon... In the afternoon, the haunted house was completely handed over to Nishikujo to pity them, and Beichuan Temple didn't have to worry about it for the time being.
After all, he still has an agreement with Kamiya to visit the Keihoku Festival in the afternoon.
Fortunately, the character of the haunted house doctor dressed up in Kitagawa Temple wears a mask, so he saves the troublesome procedure of removing makeup.
He was still wearing the same clothes as a doctor and butcher, the mask was taken off and pinched in his left hand, and his right hand was carrying a shoulder backpack containing the Keihoku uniform he needed to change.
"I went to the bathroom to change my clothes. It probably won't be in the afternoon. Kitagawa Temple said as he lifted his shoulder bag upward.
"Huh?" Yoko Morishita blinked in dismay.
She also told the guests who want to come and visit the haunted house that they should come back in the afternoon.
As a result, what did Kitagawa Temple say?
He didn't come in the afternoon?
How can this be!
He's the main actor in the haunted house this time!
Beichuan Temple seemed to see his doubts, and replied: "You don't have to worry about the haunted house actors, I just called my friends into the haunted house, and they will be in charge of the rest." β
"Did Kitagawa-san call a friend over?" Yoko Morishita listened, her face confused.
She had been sitting at the door of the cashier, and she had the impression that no one had ever entered a haunted house.
"I guess I went in through the back door when you weren't looking, and then you can use the walkie-talkie to notify them, and someone will reply to you." Kitagawa Temple explained succinctly.
This explanation was barely able to get into it, and Yoko Morishita hesitated for a moment, but nodded to indicate that she understood.
"Then I'm going to change my clothes."
Kitagawa Temple said without any fluctuation.
β... Good. Yoko Morishita sat down again and watched Kitagawa Temple leave.
Now she still has more than an hour of rest time to spare, and she can also take advantage of this time to take a good rest.
"Today... How many people have moved? Yoko Morishita put away the sign for visiting the haunted house and lay directly on the desk.
I have the impression that she seems to have moved one or two dozen people.
Yes...
One or twenty people moved.
During this period, Yoko Morishita's mentality gradually transformed from shock and fear at the beginning to calm.
No... It's more about numbness than calm.
She was numb by the end.
Because of the haunted house sent into Beichuan Temple, basically everyone was sent out in a coma with fright.
If you are unconscious, of course, you have to be sent to the infirmary.
But there are only three or four beds in the health room.
In the end, the teachers of the medical team couldn't help but speak:
'You haunted house... Isn't it a bit of a problem? β
When this sentence was asked, Yoko Morishita also shook her head again and again, frantic in defense.
After finally dealing with the teacher over there, the tourists here rushed up to visit without fear of death.
Yoko Morishita is like a spinning top, busy turning at both ends.
Occasionally, one or two people can escape from the haunted house of Beichuan Temple, and when they come out again, they are already full of horror, and others come forward to talk to them and hold their heads and shout in despair, 'Don't touch me!' Don't touch me! β
And then...
Or was he sent to the infirmary.
So let's...
Yoko Morishita really felt that she was too difficult.
On the one hand, you have to go in and move the tourists who have already passed out, on the other hand, you have to deal with the strange eyes and questions of the medical team teachers, and on the other hand, you have to do your job as a cashier and welcome guests into the haunted house.
This morning made Yoko Morishita really feel an indescribable sense of fatigue.
She propped herself up, couldn't help but look at the sky outside the hallway window, and muttered:
β... Miyashita-san, when are they coming back... I'd like to visit the Keihoku Festival, too. β
Originally, she was the cashier on duty in the afternoon, but she was pulled over by her classmates Miyashita and a few classmates who were on duty in the morning to face Beichuan Temple.
As a result, those classmates have no intention of coming back.
Could it be that this time the Jingbei Festival can only sit here and spend the cashier?
Yoko Morishita sighed.
She is indeed an honest person.
If it were another student, let alone one person doing so many things, it would be impossible for you to let him stay with Beichuan Temple for a morning.
But Yoko Morishita did it stubbornly, and she may have to stay in the haunted house for the rest of the afternoon.
Obviously, other people's Jingbei festivals are pink, but why did they become so boring when they came to her?
Yoko Morishita was also a little helpless.
But helplessly, the meal still has to be eaten, she reached out and took out the lunch box placed in the hole in the table, and was just about to take out the chopsticks-
A panting voice came from in front of him:
"I'm sorry, Morishita-san, let you take the class alone... Have you been waiting for a long time? Let's take over. β
"Miyashita-san?"
Yoko Morishita blinked in surprise.
She also thought that she was going to be released by these classmates who were afraid of Beichuan Temple, but she didn't expect the other party to really come back at this time.
This undoubtedly made Yoko Morishita feel a sense of surprise, and she subconsciously asked, "Are your things done?" β
β... Ahem..."Miyashita-san's gaze averted in embarrassment.
What does it mean to 'get things done'?
They didn't do anything at all.
One morning is spent strolling around the Keihoku Festival.
Just now, they were excitedly discussing going to the stall to play.
As a result, they bumped into someone they didn't expect-
Kitagawa Temple dressed in a dirty, bloody doctor's costume.
The following conversation ensued:
Beichuan Temple asked in a cold voice, "You should be on duty this morning, right?" β
The students under the palace did not dare to answer a word.
"Now go back to duty until the afternoon." Kitagawa Temple ordered calmly.
What can be said is that the group of people under the palace were completely driven back to their posts by Beichuan Temple.
They were not volunteered to be on duty at all.
"Morishita-san, let's go enjoy the Keihoku Festival, and I'll leave it to us next." Miyashita-san, said with a weak heart.
"Oh... Then it's troublesome Miyashita-san. Yoko Morishita was a little stunned by the other party's 'rush to do things' attitude, but she still thanked her before packing up her lunch and leaving.
There is no need for these people to say that Yoko Morishita also wants to enjoy the Keihoku Festival.
It's justβ
"Was Miyashita-san so keen on class interests before?" Yoko Morishita was a little confused.
Soon, this trace of doubt was diluted by the lively and cheerful atmosphere of the Keihoku Festival, and Yoko Morishita didn't bother to think deeply, so she happily ran to her favorite dessert stall to buy the desserts she wanted to buy.
In a place she didn't notice, Beichuan Temple, who had already changed into a Jingbei uniform, witnessed all this happening, and quietly blended into the sea of people.
The reason why he helped Yoko Morishita is simple.
Yoko Morishita is just one who was pulled over to top the pot, and those who pulled her over the pot will definitely not want to work at the Keihoku Festival.
Then these jobs, which originally belonged to that group of people, of course, fell on the head of Yoko Morishita.
Rao is Kitagawa Temple, and he doesn't want to see Yoko Morishita such a useful tool man... Classmates were wronged.
So he took a moment to find the people on duty and drove them back to their posts.
"It's okay over there now." Kitagawa Temple muttered to himself.
Inside the haunted house, there is Asamiya Yongsei watching, so he is not worried at all.
And the gods stationed in Makie and Nishikujo Poor and scary already have their routines, even if there is no Kitagawa Temple on the scene, these two good spirits will not let those tourists retreat.
In that case, it's time to deal with the next thing-
Kitagawa Temple turned around.
"Kitagawa! What should I do?! What the hell is going to do? Vigilant! I picked up a police officer's badge! This is a vigilance! It's over, it's over! Our Kitagawa Gojin Association is coming to an end! β
Yuna Akishino held the police ID card in both hands, helpless.
Her appearance made Beichuan Temple can't help but rub her temples.
As soon as he changed his clothes, his mobile phone rang, and as soon as he answered the phone, he found that it was Qiu Xiao Yuna, the great Ming Guangde mage, who called.
As soon as he answered the phone, Kitagawa Temple heard the flustered voice of Akishino Yuna:
"It's over, it's over! Kitagawa! Our Kitagawa Gojin Association is coming to an end! β
At that time, when Kitagawa Temple heard Akishino Yuna's words, countless speculations flashed in his mind.
The Kitagawa Gojin Club is coming to an end? How did it end? Shouldn't it be thriving?
Just as he was thinking about to ask a question, the next sentence from Akishino Yuna over there came:
"I picked up a police ID card for a police officer! This time it's really dead! β
At that time, Kitagawa Temple was silent for a long time.
Finally he hung up the phone.
But what Kitagawa Temple didn't expect was that after hanging up a phone, there were countless phone calls, and Kitagawa Temple cut off the phone more than a dozen times in a row, but Akishino Yuna still called.
That indescribable sense of attachment surprised Beichuan Temple.
In the face of Akishino Yuna's persistence, Kitagawa Temple picked up the phone again...
And then it became like this.
Yuna Akishino pinched her police ID card with a panicked face and circled around her.
Kitagawa Temple flattened his tone: "You calm down, Qiu Shino." β
His words made the anxious Akishino Yuna definite at her feet, and the face with a little baby fat finally regained a trace of composure.
"Show me your police ID." Kitagawa Temple stretched out his hand.
"Hmm." Yuna Akishino handed the police ID card to Kitagawa Temple with both hands.
The Japanese police ID card is actually called a police handbook in Japan, and the outer layer is a pale gold police badge, and when you open it, you can see the name and position of the police officer.
It stands to reason that there should be information about the police station to which it belongs...
Beichuan Temple thought about it and spread out the police card.
Then he saw a familiar face.
β... Ryoko? Kitagawa Temple raised his eyebrows.
Ryoko Okano also came to participate in the Keihoku Festival?
Isn't she usually busy enough at work? How can you still have time to visit this kind of high school garden festival?
Kitagawa flicked his fingers.
After checking it again and confirming that it was Ryoko Gangno's police ID, Kitagawa Temple opened his mouth to appease Akishino Yuna:
"Don't worry, I know this policeman, I'll just call her and ask her to come and pick up this thing."
As soon as he heard Beichuan Temple say this, a suspicious look immediately appeared on Qiu Xiao's beautiful face: "Beichuan, do you know this policeman?" β
"Hmm." Beichuan Temple nodded, thought about it and added: "It's a good friend." β
Well?!
Pal?
As soon as she heard this title, Yuna Akishino's original action of shrinking her head and brain immediately changed.
She straightened her back, her expression full of pride.
Beichuan Temple even knows people from the police world, this is the first time I've heard of it!
So if this is the case, does it mean that she is also taken care of by the police?
It's amazing!
You must know that this is Tokyo, and their Akishino Foundation is at most a local rich man in the area of Gunma Prefecture, which is nothing compared to the background of Tokyo.
And Ryoko Okano is already a vigilant at a young age, so how big is the background behind her?
In other words, our Kitagawa Gojinkai can be regarded as a welfare organization with a background in the police community!
"I'll contact Ryoko first." Kitagawa Temple didn't care about Akishino Yuna's appearance, and after a brief word, he called Ryoko Gangno.
He waited for the phone to be answered, and thought to himself.
From the very beginning, he only counted the future of Kitagawa Rin and Kamiya.
Ryoko Okano would come over completely unexpectedly.
Not to mention that there is Yuna Akishino who is staying by his side now.
What is this? A big pot of simmering?
You don't have anything to do?
If this rhythm continues, will Tamako Sehara's father appear at Keihoku High School later?
That's the head of the party, a powerful voice in Tokyo's political circles.
If he shows up here, too...
"There's something wrong with that."
Kitagawa Temple muttered to himself.
He wanted to hide something from Kitagawa Rin, but he felt that all these things were going to be displayed in front of Kitagawa Rin today.
Not to mention the Chiba Hotaru Chiba Kura emerging painter sister group that is very famous in Europe.
Since Rin Kitagawa is a designer, he should be very familiar with them.
And there is also a national song diva Nakajima Mikasa, will she also join in this fun?
Kitagawa Temple thought about it repeatedly, and finally shook his head.
No...
No matter how you think about the above situation, it is too idealistic... Extreme.
No matter how you think about it, real life can't be so illogical.
Kitagawa Temple just thinks about something rationally, and he will find that the scene of the 'demons dancing' that he just thought about will not appear.
Isn't the party leader busy?
Isn't Hotaru Chiba Chiba Warehouse busy?
Aren't Nakajima flowers salty?
How could they have come to Kyunghoku High School completely out of logic?
Even if it's a third-rate book, you don't dare to write like this, right?
"So it's impossible to think about it."
Kitagawa Temple so asserts.
And just after he thought about it like this, the phone from Ryoko Okano was finally connected.
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