Shen Gu Mirai ended up sleeping at the Beichuan family home.

There was no other way.

As Mr. Temple from Beichuan Si had said, it was indeed too late now, and going back at this time would be somewhat unsafe.

Moreover, since Shen Gu Mirai was only temporarily sleeping in her own room and not with Mr. Temple, there were no further concerns.

Although the young girl, Shen Gu Mirai, often liked to be affectionate without much prompting, she hesitated uncharacteristically at the thought of sharing a bed...

Maybe it was the subtle workings of a girl's heart causing mischief.

Putting aside these little daily details... Gangye Yoshiko also called Mr. Temple on time the next day.

Most of the remnants of the Church of Truth and Happiness had been apprehended.

And while searching their gathering spots, the police found what appeared to be poisonous gas or similar substances.

Had these people released it in crowded places like subway stations, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Although the people involved had been apprehended, the detailed plans for their detention were still being weighed, between media pressure and the issue of prison occupancy.

If everything went as planned, the criminals would be scattered and sent to prisons across various locations, leaving only the core members in Tokyo to await further judgment.

But these were problems for Gangye Yoshiko and the police to worry over, and had little to do with Mr. Temple.

"It's quite a good outcome for everyone," said Shen Gu Mirai, finishing off her rice ball in small bites.

"Mm," Mr. Temple replied.

He had finished his big club sandwich for lunch and was now wiping his hands with a napkin, his gaze flickering as if lost in thought.

Seeing Mr. Temple like this, Shen Gu Mirai's eyes rolled around and her heart skipped a beat.

Usually, anything that made Mr. Temple show such an expression was no small matter.

Could it be another eerie incident has occurred?

While sipping her strawberry milk, she asked curiously, "Is something wrong, Mr. Temple?"

When he heard Shen Gu Mirai's question, Mr. Temple turned his gaze to her and did not hide his concern: "There is something that's bothering me."

"There's something bothering you?" Shen Gu Mirai blinked with interest, "Is there another murder case?"

"No."

Mr. Temple shook his head in denial.

"Then, has there been another paranormal event?" Shen Gu Mirai asked again.

"No."

Mr. Temple shook his head again.

Uh...

Shen Gu Mirai set down her carton of milk in astonishment and hesitated for a long time before asking:

"Then, could it be that some ancient ruins or a village has been discovered?"

Huh?

Mr. Temple looked at Shen Gu Mirai with confusion.

Why did this young girl seem to thrive in chaos? The things she asked were beyond his comprehension.

Although Mr. Temple thought this, he still replied: "No."

"Eh—?"

Shen Gu Mirai's voice stretched in astonishment as the 'I've got it all figured out' look on her face faded to confusion.

It wasn't any of those?

Mr. Temple saw her expression and, while cleaning up the trash on the table, spoke in an even tone: "I'm just thinking that my hair might be getting too long and feels like it needs a trim."

"Is it just that?" Shen Gu Mirai stood up incredulously.

She had already supplemented a million-word epic in her mind of Mr. Temple's exorcism tales, yet all Mr. Temple wanted to do was get a haircut?

What was that about?

"No exorcism activities?" Shen Gu Mirai asked resignedly.

"None. I would actually prefer if there were," Mr. Temple answered.

"Not saving the world?" Shen Gu Mirai, unable to suppress her wild imagination, asked again.

"No need. I just want to get a haircut. And besides, I'm not capable of saving the world; I'm not some god who popped out from the corner there," Mr. Temple waved his hand, finding Shen Gu Mirai's imaginings far too extravagant this time.

Even saving the world had come into play.

In a few more years, would he be facing the world's paranormal phenomena alone?

"..." Shen Gu Mirai.

Well, there was no saving the world, no spiritual realm, no sudden crises...

Mr. Temple just wanted to simply get a haircut.

Just a simple haircut...?

Wait!

Shen Gu Mirai had an idea.

There was such a thing in the world called a couple's hairstyle!

Yes, what a delightful idea to use this opportunity to get a couple's hairstyle with Mr. Temple.

Shen Gu Mirai came up with a sly plan.

She coughed once and then naturally changed the subject, "Speaking of which... Mr. Temple, which shop do you usually go to for a haircut?"

Shen Gu Mirai's plan was simple: to delve deep into the haircut topic and then suggest the idea of a couple's hairstyle!

She said this while looking at Mr. Temple's hair.

She hadn't paid much attention before, always thinking Mr. Temple looked handsome no matter what.

But upon Mr. Temple's mentioning it, Shen Gu Mirai also realized his hair had indeed grown a bit long.

Covering the eyebrows, the sides over the ears... although it wasn't unbearable, Mr. Temple usually preferred a neat and clean style, and having such hair must have been uncomfortable for him.

"Go to a shop for a haircut...?" Mr. Temple frowned: "I usually just deal with it myself, going to a barber is too much of a hassle, and I don't like others snipping around my head with scissors."

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