Kamiya Miya finally stayed to cook.

It seems that this little girl came here with this idea from the beginning.

But she wanted to do it, Kitakawaji was happy to take action next to her and have a leisure time.

"Speaking of it, haven't Erichan returned home yet?" asked Kitagawaji, who was frying herring.

The herring skin is browned and makes a tempting sound when it is fried with olive oil.

Kitakawaji replied without raising his head, "I said I want to participate in the art exhibition."

While saying that, he put the cut tender tofu squares into a small bowl, cleaned the cutting board and kitchen knife, and then started to modify the small mushrooms.

This scene is as harmonious as a newlywed couple, but Kamiya doesn't care much about the future.

After all, she is not a thin-faced girl, and she is actually very happy to have this opportunity to cook with Kitakawaji.

"Since recently, Sister Eri seems to be working very hard, and she is soaking in the art exhibition all day long. But Sister Eri seems to be a little slow to go home today."

Kitagawaji's subordinate paused and looked at Miku Kamiya with a slant: "How do you say this?"

"Uh, my sister Eri has almost returned at this time. It's really a bit unnatural that she hasn't come back yet."

Kamiya is entrusted by Kitagawa Temple and comes to see the situation in Kitagawa Eri every day.

Logically speaking, Kitagawa Eri should have gone home at about five or six o'clock every day. It's already almost seven o'clock and it's really strange that it's not home yet.

As soon as he heard this, Kitagawa Temple put down his knife and called Kitagawa Eri.

Doududupupuchi.

The phone was hung up just before it was picked up.

Kitakagiji looked slightly moved, took off his apron from his body and hung it on a hook that was pressed against the wall, and turned around and asked:

"Kanya, you should know where Eri attended the art exhibition?"

"I know, it seems to be at the Tokyo Modern Art Museum. A rookie painter held an art exhibition there. It is said that the paintings that show the themes of life and death. The painter's name is Chiba Teng."

"I'll ask you at home, Kamiya." Kitagawaji said as he put on his coat.

Well

Has the home been handed over to me?

This sentence made Kamiya Miku feel excited all of a sudden. She nodded vigorously: "Well! I'll cook and wait for Sejun to come home."

Kitakawaji responded, took his wallet and left

The Tokyo Metropolitan Museum of Modern Art is located not far from Kiba Park in Gongdong District. It is a very famous art museum.

Kitagawaji got on the tram and after a while he arrived at Jiangdong District. Then he followed the map and walked towards the Tokyo Modern Art Museum.

The night had already fallen, and the street lights flashed a few times and then lit up.

Perhaps because of the official February, the cold of winter has vaguely dissipated and the night wind has become moister.

When Kitakawa Temple walks on the street, you can see foreign tourists coming out of the Modern Art Museum from time to time.

Eri is there

Kitakawaji was excited and walked quickly into the Modern Art Museum.

When passing by the gate, Kitakawa Temple saw a simple and inexplicably sad and beautiful promotional print.

It is a sad and beautiful picture composed of vermilion red, Gomelan, ultramarine and dark black.

A big hole was broken in the sky, and an angel fell down from the sky.

On the ground with black and red intertwined, countless blue and white ghost hands stretched out, as if they wanted to tear the angels in the air to pieces.

At the bottom is a line of propaganda art characters.

‘The new artist with the theme of life and death! Chiba Hide will hold a three-day exhibition today!’

When Kitakawaji looked at this painting, he just felt it was pretty, and there was no other feeling.

He kept the building flowchart next to him in his heart, and when he was about to enter the exhibition according to the flowchart, he was about to follow the flowchart to enter the exhibition

"Classmate Beichuan?"

A surprising cry suddenly sounded behind him.

Kitakawaji looked around.

I saw a surprised girl leaning towards him with her student's bag.

"Senior Sister Tsukishima." Kitagawaji greeted her.

This surprised girl was the Risa Tsukishima who hadn't seen for a long time.

"Well, long time no see, Kitagawa classmate." Risa Tsukishima responded first, then asked curiously:

"Speaking of this, what did Beichuan do during this period? Why haven't you seen for so long?"

Kitakawaji hasn't appeared at school for nearly a week. If he hadn't had enough credits, he would have been relegated to the school.

"Some things to be dealt with in my hometown are now handled properly. I will go to class after the spring break." Kitagawaji took this topic lightly.

"Is that true?" Risa Tsukishima glanced at Kitagawa Temple with some suspicion and continued, "Does Kitagawa come here this time to visit Master Chiba's painting exhibition?"

Kitakawaji sensitively noticed her stiff re-enter.

But he didn't care. He shook his head and replied, "My sister hasn't been home for a long time, and she didn't answer the phone. She was worried about coming over to see the situation."

"That's the case, but Kitagawa classmate shouldn't care. It's very impolite to answer the phone in Zhan Nei. I guess Eri might even hung up the phone. Let's do this, I'll accompany you to find Eri." Tsukishima Risa said thinking.

There is no problem at all. Kitagawaji just felt that he was missing a guide. It was just the time for Tsukishima Risa to come. He nodded and thanked:

"That's going to be troublesome."

The two walked into the museum side by side.

On the way, Risa Tsukishima also explained why she came to the Modern Art Museum so late.

It turned out that her father, Tsukishima Xian and Chiba Ying, were acquaintances, so she specially asked her to come over to greet her.

"In fact, Master Qianye is not very old, he is considered a friend of me. I came here just after class when I heard that she came to Tokyo."

Tsukishima Risa also raised her own student bag.

After spring break, she officially became a senior high school student. During the spring break, she also signed up for extracurricular cram school and worked harder to get into college.

"Yes." Kitagawaji nodded.

But he was also a little strange.

Why can Chiba Firefly paint paintings with the theme of life and death at a young age?

This is undoubtedly a very strange thing.

Even if there are geniuses in this world, it is basically unrealistic to draw things you have never seen before?

With some questions in mind, Kitagawaji and Tsukishima Risa finally entered the exhibition area of ​​the Chiba Fungus Painting Exhibition.

Various paintings hang in the corridor.

This Chiba Firefly seems to be interested in the combination of deep red and dark black, creating a feeling similar to that of Dante's "Divine Comedy".

And the color is combined with the illusory blue-white like a resentful spirit, revealing an indescribable sense of mystery.

The impure girl who is eaten by a vengeful spirit, the pure woman who falls into the purgatory of the infinite, the girl who is in hell and looking up to heaven

The living and the dead, the hidden world and the present world.

It was outlined by Chiba Firefly in an extremely delicate way.

These paintings seem to have a strange, psychedelic and attractive feeling that makes people unable to help but get involved.

Are there ghosts and vengeful spirits in this world?

After reading these paintings, I seemed to be able to get the answer in my heart.

But the more I look at Beichuan Temple, the more strange I feel in my heart.

The owners of these paintings seemed to have seen real spirits.

Those resentful spirits were lifelike, as if they were about to rush out of the painting.

While Kitagawa Temple was thinking, Tsukishima Risa beside her shouted:

"Class Kitakawa, is the one in front your sister?"

Kitakawaji looked in the direction of her finger.

I saw Kitagawa Eri discussing with the girl sitting in a wheelchair beside her.

That salted egg sister would also show such a serious expression?

To be honest, Kitakawaji was still a little surprised.

But soon, Kitagawaji turned his head and looked at the girl who was talking to her on the other side.

The girl looks only seventy-eight years old, with long black hair that is over the shoulders and a small painter's hat on her head.
To be continued...