There was silence for a long time because of Kitagawa Temple's speech.

After a few minutes, Hotaru Chiba, who was originally silent, spoke, "I didn't expect Kitagawa-kun to find out so quickly. ”

She didn't mean to deliberately deceive Kitagawa Temple, but Nakajima Mika didn't let her tell the other party the truth.

I thought I could hide it for at least a month, but it would not be good for two or three weeks.

But now it seems that Nakajima Mika's careful thinking doesn't work at all for Kitagawa Temple-

It was only half a day before it was discovered.

"As long as you pay a little attention, you can understand, besides, why the national actress wants me to take care of this is also a problem." Kitagawa Temple replied flatly.

"Pay a little attention..."

Chiba Hotaru over there was a little relieved.

Beichuan Temple did not perfunctory the commission given to him, but called very seriously to ask.

That's already a pretty big deal.

If Kitagawa Temple feels that it is troublesome, there is no need to make this call, and it is enough to take the follow-up 10 million from her after half a year, and the life and death of Nakajima Mihana has nothing to do with him.

"You've already handed over the deposit to me, so I'll naturally be more concerned about the person Nakajima Mikasa, just do the corresponding obligations."

Kitagawa Temple's voice still sounded cold, but it made Chiba Hotaru feel a warm current in her heart.

She thought about it for a while, and finally decided to tell Kitagawa Temple about the details of Nakajima Mika.

"Is that so?" When Beichuan Temple heard this, his tone fluctuated.

I see—

"Hmm... That's why Sister Mika's state isn't quite right. Actually, she used to be a very good person. I really hope that Beichuan seniors can help Sister Mika, she is now..."

"I see, I'll take care of everything."

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Beichuan Temple spoke.

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble Kitagawa senior." After getting the promise of Kitagawa Temple, Chiba Hotaru didn't talk nonsense and hung up the phone.

Kitagawa Temple put down his phone, sat on the edge of the bed, and began to think about some things about Nakajima Mikahana.

"The most important thing is to regain your attitude towards life."

Kitagawa Temple has a general idea.

On the other side, Nakajima Mika returned to her room, remembering the question asked by Eri Kitagawa just now, and sighed again.

Eri Kitagawa just showed her all of Nakajima's albums, and asked her a little strangely, "Why did you stop your activities as a singer?"

But Nakajima was silent for a while without answering, and made an excuse to go back to her room.

"Why do you want to stop your activities as a singer, do you?"

A little frustration appeared on Nakajima's heroic face.

She pulled back the curtains and looked out.

Thousands of lights outside are lit up, like starlight.

Looking at the lights of these thousands of homes, Nakajima Mika chanted and sang in a little confusion:

"Summer will come, and winter will go away. There's still a long way to go, and I don't know how long I'll be able to hide..."

She was lying on the bed and felt like crying.

Only in this quiet night will Nakajima Mihana show her weak side.

......

The next morning, Nakajima Mika was woken up from her sleep.

She opened her eyes in confusion and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling, wondering why she was in such a place.

People are sometimes such creatures, sleeping in places that are already somewhat familiar, and there is a feeling of panic in their hearts, the ceiling is familiar and unfamiliar, and they always feel as if they seem to-

Knock knock.

A crisp knock on the door interrupted Nakajima's fresh thinking, and she shook her head and stood up: "Which one?" ”

"Kitagawa Temple."

Kitagawa-kun?

Nakajima Mika subconsciously glanced at the outfit on her body, she didn't even take off her clothes, and just lay on the bed and fell asleep.

"I'm coming." Nakajima replied, walked to the door, opened the door of the room, and asked with a strange face, "Is there anything wrong?" Kitagawa-kun? ”

She still had the decadent look of yesterday on her face, and she didn't seem to be in good shape.

In this regard, Kitagawa Temple just stuffed the clothes in his hand into her and replied calmly: "Put it on, I'll wait for you downstairs." ”

"Uh-"

After saying this, Kitagawa Temple turned around and went downstairs, leaving Nakajima Mika standing at the door in a state of confusion.

It took a while for Nakajima to scratch her head and go back to her room.

The sky outside was only slightly brighter, and it looked early.

“... Isn't it half past six? Nakajima Mika took out her mobile phone and looked at the time, and her face twitched.

She's usually still sleeping at this time.

Besides, what is it? What does Beichuan Temple want her to do?

"Tracksuits?" Nakajima looked at a complete set of pink and white long-sleeved sportswear in her hand, and couldn't understand Kitagawaji's thoughts at all.

She subconsciously put on her sportswear according to the instructions of Beichuan Temple and walked downstairs.

Downstairs, Beichuan Temple stood at the door, and her dark eyes watched her without blinking.

"Masks."

Kitagawa Temple gave her such a thing.

"Uh... Okay - no, wait Kitagawa-kun, what do you want to do? Nakajima Mika originally wanted to subconsciously take things over, but at the critical moment, she suddenly came to her senses and looked at Kitagawa Temple incomprehensibly.

"Let's go out." What Kitagawa Temple said was as concise as ever, but—

"I knew we were going out!" Nakajima Mihana was about to be laughed at by Kitagawa Temple.

Sportswear and masks have been made, and I don't know how to go out, does Beichuan Temple see myself as mentally handicapped?

"Since Miss Nakajima already knows, there is no need to continue asking."

"It's not... I wanted to ask why I went out! I'll say okay first, I don't want to exercise! I don't want to exercise either! If Kitagawa-kun thinks let me exercise—"

"Ahh!!!hh

Nakajima, who was still talking angrily, only felt that her perspective had changed, and when it was normal, she had already been pinched by her neck and lifted up.

With her limbs in the air, she couldn't help kicking and kicking wildly, and she didn't look like a female king in the contemporary music world at all.

Kitagawa Temple glanced at her:

"Miss Nakajima always seems to like to say something frustrating."

"No, I'm telling the truth... Words..."

"Don't worry." Kitagawa Temple's cold and hard face approached Nakajima Mika, and his calm gaze suddenly made Nakajima Mika quiet: "This is my job, I will definitely do it well." ”

I've never heard of such a job!

Nakajima Mika cried and tossed her father.

But she fell into the hands of Beichuan Temple, she was like a monkey who couldn't afford half of the wind and waves, and after a series of useless resistance, she was carried out by Beichuan Temple.

Behind the two of them, Eri Kitagawa, who was still wearing pajamas, swallowed in fear, pretending not to see anything and returned to her room.

As soon as she left the house, Nakajima Mika became much more honest, and when she fell back on the ground, she could only obediently put on a mask and sunglasses and follow behind Beichuan Temple, who was carrying a sports shoulder bag.

She's a celebrity after all, if she's still like just now, wouldn't she attract other people's attention?

“... I didn't brush my teeth and I didn't wash my face. Nakajima muttered and complained.

She is the same height as Beichuan Temple, her voice is much more mature, and she is four years older than the other party.

But in front of Kitagawa Temple, she felt like a child, completely incapable of resisting.

She is like an enlarged version of Eri Kitagawa , a salted egg sister who is alive.

"Walk briskly for thirty minutes, you shouldn't have a problem, right?" Kitagawa Temple ignored her whispering, he kept jogging, and looked sideways at Nakajima Mika, who was walking quickly.

Nakajima Mika rolled her eyes helplessly, and said without enthusiasm: "No, no way, I can't do it, let me go back, Kitagawa-kun." ”

This standard 'Nakajima Miyaka Sanlian' made Kitagawa Temple look at her expressionlessly.

But Kitagawa Temple seemed to have expected her reaction, and he replied simply, "Please rest assured, Miss Nakajima, I have a way to get rid of your lazy tendons, but there will be a little rudeness." ”

“... I'm not in this kind of place! Nakajima looked at Kitagawa Temple behind her, her face twitched, but her feet slowed down.

And then...

Then Nakajima Mika saw that Kitagawa Temple had pulled out a thinly woven rattan out of nowhere.

If you look closely, the rattan seems to be soaked in oil, and it is shiny, and it looks very good in toughness and elasticity.

"I didn't sleep all night, so I prepared this for Miss Nakajima." Kitagawa Temple said, his wrist still shaking.

Syllable!!!

Rattan rattles in the air.

Nakajima's heroic face drove away the despair and replaced it with a look of fear: "Wait a minute, Kitagawa-kun, what do you want to do?" ”

"With me jogging at a constant speed, as soon as Miss Nakajima falls behind me, I'll give you a slap."

"No! You're a threat! Kitagawa-kun! You can't do this! When I moved into your house, you didn't say it would be like this! Nakajima cried out in grief.

Regarding her painful expression, Kitagawa Temple just put the rattan on his hand and dusted it, and said without any emotional fluctuations: "In fact, I have already said to Miss Nakajima that there may be rudeness when taking care of you, and you also agreed, and said the sentence 'leave it to me to toss', so everything I do now is to fulfill my entrusted duty." ”

What the?!!!

Fooling around in that kind of place?

Nakajima Mika heard Beichuan Temple say this, and she did agree casually, but she never thought that a momentary promise would actually contribute to the current big mistake!

Thinking about it this way, her steps are slow again-

Syllable!!!

Kitagawa Temple raised his hand and pumped a rattan on the ass of Nakajima Mika, mercilessly.

"Painful !!"

Nakajima covered her ass and took two quick steps forward to widen the distance from Kitagawa Temple.

"It's useless to be lucky, Miss Nakajima, in the six months you've lived in my house, I'll discipline you like Eri." Kitagawa Temple's devil-like voice was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and it followed behind her.

"I'm going to tell Hotaru!" Nakajima couldn't hold back.

"I just mentioned this method to Miss Chiba this morning, and she raised her hands in approval, and by the way, your mobile phone number was also blacklisted by her."

"I've heard Miss Chiba say that Miss Nakajima is from Kagore Prefecture, right? Kago's prefecture is a long way from Tokyo, and I hope that Ms. Nakajima won't let me go to Kago's prefecture to arrest you so much. ”

Nakajima Mika coughed dryly twice, and her complexion changed greatly: "... Are you the devil? ”

She still thought that Beichuan Temple was a good young man, but now it looks like a lie at all! Kitagawa Temple is simply a devil dressed as a high school student.

Kitagawa Temple didn't fluctuate at all about her words, he just raised his hand again and pumped it precisely on Nakajima Mika's ass.

"I... I'll just go..."Nakajima Mika choked back, honestly maintaining a brisk walking state.

Brisk walking and jogging are actually two very different forms of exercise.

Jogging requires a long period of time to mobilize the whole body, while brisk walking is more gentle, making it more suitable for recuperation.

Thirty minutes later—

Nakajima, who returned home, lay down on the sofa without any image, her mouth open, looking like a dead fish on the shore.

The heroism and awe-inspiring look on that neutral face have dissipated, replaced by a feeling like a salted fish turning over.

"Please use tea, Sister Mika." Eri Kitagawa had already gotten up, and when she saw Nakajima Mihana, she hurriedly brought hot tea.

"Thank you... Eri is really my sister's angel. ”

Nakajima drank the tea with a grunt, driving away the chill on her body and quenching her thirst by the way.

Just when she looked up and wanted Eri Kitagawa to bring her another cup of tea, she found that Kitagawa Temple had been standing silently in front of her for some time.

Nakajima flicked her body and shouted in horror:

"Kitagawa-kun?!"

But she soon shrank her calves and opened her mouth—

"Pain, pain, pain..."

She has been in salted fish condition for a long time, and naturally she hasn't exercised for a long time.

This time she was forced to walk briskly for half an hour, and of course her calves had some symptoms of muscle pain.

But a sudden warm current swept through his legs.

The pain in the muscles has been relieved, and it seems that even the pain in the butt is no longer there.

Nakajima Hana watched in amazement as Kitagawa Temple squatted down and lifted up her trouser leg sweatpants.

Kitagawa Temple's hands seem to be rubbing the acupoints, but they seem to be different.

Black air swirls between his fingers, pumping into her legs.

Nakajima has been friends with Chiba Hotaru for a long time, and naturally knows that Chiba Hotaru can see the souls of the dead, and she also believes in some supernatural things. I heard about some of the abilities of Kitagawa Temple from Chiba Hotaru.

Seeing his serious look when he lowered his head, Nakajima Miyaka subconsciously asked:

"That's the death gas that Hotaru mentioned, right? Heal her legs..."

"Hmm. Chiba-sama should have told you. ”

Kitagawa Temple retracted his dead breath, raised his head and glanced at Nakajima Mikaka: "When you get used to this level of exercise, you don't need me to recover for you." ”

“... Of course I know that. ”

Nakajima Mika scratched her head, but still said with some incomprehension: "Why did Kitagawa-kun waste so much time on me?" I'm already a waste, and spending so much energy on me won't do you any good, right? If it's because of the pay..."

She was a little self-defeating, but she also made sense.

There is no reason for Kitagawa Temple to do this for her.