[Comprehensive Comics] Specialized in logistics for elves!

There was a tavern in the town, with a typical Japanese style. Takuya opened the dark curtain with large white characters on it. There were a lot of people drinking that afternoon. Takuya glanced around and fixed his eyes on a figure from behind.

The yokai in a green Japanese kimono turned his back to him and said something to the owner of the tavern. The boss, who couldn't see the yokai, naturally didn't listen to his words, but involuntarily put the wine bottle on the table. The yokai was very polite. After putting down the money and taking away the wine bottle, the boss came to his senses and looked at the empty table with question marks on his forehead.

When Takuya saw this monster, he suddenly remembered the nursery rhyme "Big head, big head, don't worry if it rains. If someone has an umbrella, I have a big head."

Just like what Misaki and Bing said, its characteristics are so obvious that even Takuya, who is face-blind, will remember it by heart.

The monster is taller than Natsume, but it is just like the two-headed Q-version character created by the artist. The ratio of head to body is one to one, and its dull expression makes it lack the cuteness of the Q-version character.

It has Buddha ears. The moment he turned around, Tuo also understood why it was called "Moustache", because its beard was as distinctive as "eight" written with a brush, and there was a cinnabar mole between its eyebrows.

The mustache left the wine shop holding his favorite drink. He didn't care when he saw Takuya blocking the door. Humans who can't see monsters naturally can't touch monsters. Although they don't like to pass directly through human bodies, humans Nor can it hear its words.

However, Mustache failed to get out of the tavern and directly hit the strong chest.

Takuya lowered his eyes and looked at the big head, which was as broad as his shoulders, resting on his body motionless. Such a big head wouldn't be knocked silly just like that, right?

"you"

Before he finished speaking, Mustache suddenly raised his head and looked at him dullly, "What you see when you see a monster is also a catchphrase of a monster."

"Of course monsters can see monsters."

The mustache blinked his dull black eyes. Perhaps Takuya deliberately sensed the evil spirit coming from the human boy.

"I've never seen you here before~"

"I just moved here recently."

"Um, this guest, we don't accept underage children here." The owner of the tavern looked at him with a strange expression. The teenage boy stood at the door of his tavern and muttered to himself. This is very unlucky, okay?

Takuya realized that he had delayed other people's business, so he nodded politely and apologized and walked out of the tavern.

"Mr. Mustache, do you have time now? I need your help with something." Takuya walked with Mustache, holding the wine bottle as a treasure, looking like a complete drunkard.

"Yes, yes~"

Takuya looked at it slightly surprised and agreed directly without asking anything.

"Your Excellency smells like Natsume-sama." Mustache said calmly.

""Do monsters all have dog noses?

To be honest, when I first saw the mustache, no one would believe that it was a big monster higher than Madara. His dull eyes looked like cannon fodder ready to take lunch at any time. Even though he had a Buddha statue, he looked like More and more obscene.

Following Mishino's prompts, Takuya's first reaction when he found it was that he had found the wrong monster.

"Natsume-sama is a good person. The aura of Natsume-sama on your body is so strong that it must be a very close relationship. I believe Natsume-sama is right~"

"Even if you say that, Natsume won't be happy knowing that he has been given the good guy card." Takuya said quite speechlessly.

Obtaining its demonic power from Mustache is beyond imagination. Even though he has no friendship, he is willing to give all his demonic power to Takuya because of Natsume's relationship.

This is Natsume's affinity. He tolerates everything gently, accepts the monsters' requests for help, and helps them with all his heart. He walks on the boundary between humans and monsters. It is precisely because of this that many monsters trust him.

Takuya never thought that one day he would be helped by the kindness of another person.

Natsume is indeed a gentle person, and yes, she is a marriageable person.

Takuya has collected the demonic power of four of the seven high-level youkai, and there are still three high-level youkai's demonic power left. To be honest, he has no clue.

There are hundreds of monsters in Natsume's friend book, regardless of size. Takuya, who is face blind, cannot identify all the monsters. He only remembers a few that appear frequently. Now all the high-level monsters he knows have been killed by him. After all the exploitation, there are still three left and I don’t know where to find them.

"Asshole Rabbit, where's the wine you promised?"

Ban, who had transformed into dried salted fish at home for several days, finally recovered some of his demonic power. Although it was not much, it did not affect his actions.

Obviously before this bastard rabbit went out today, he promised that he would bring wine back for him, but now he is empty-handed.

"The owner of the wine shop is very professional and does not want to lead innocent underage people into corruption, so he firmly refused my request to buy wine."

In fact, Takuya didn't ask the bar owner at all.

"Nani, is this the only amount of sincerity you have?" Madara was immediately angry. The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. He wanted to leave a few more claw marks on Takuya's calm face, "After using it, just throw it away. An ungrateful bastard, a white-eyed wolf, a scumbag.”

Madara danced the "Great God Dance" vigorously, and Pikachu, who was lying on Takuya's shoulder, laughed dryly and sighed helplessly.

After leaving the room and closing the door, Madara's angry shouting could still be heard. Takuya clutched his wailing stomach and decided to find something to eat first.

As soon as he came downstairs, Pikachu raised his head, closed his eyes and moved his little nose, then pointed to one side and shouted excitedly: "Pika"

"There's food there," Takuya walked over without any doubt. The smell from the refrigerator in the kitchen couldn't hide from Pikachu's nose.

When I opened the refrigerator door, a blast of cold air hit my face, adding some coolness to the hot summer day.

There are two exquisite small cakes stored on the partition. The strawberries covered with a layer of icing reflect an attractive luster, and the black finely chopped chocolate is cut into shreds to create a very artistic design.

There was the sound of swallowing in his ears, and Takuya turned his head slightly. Pikachu crossed half of his body, and his black eyes were so wide that there was clear liquid coming out of the corner of his mouth.

"Pikachu~" The elf made a cry that was so annoying that it made his scalp numb. It was full of coquettishness.

Takuya doesn't hate sweets, but he rarely touches things that are soft as soon as he enters his mouth. His own elf's saliva has already flowed onto his clothes.

The two small cakes must have been bought by Natsume. Fatta likes to eat them very much. She also bought them a few days ago. Takuya didn't eat them at that time. It was cheap for Fatta.

"I like it so much" Takuya glanced sideways at Pikachu.

"Pika Pika" the elf nodded wildly.

Takuya hesitated for a while and took out a small cake.

One is Natsume, and the other is Fatta's. Its weight has seriously exceeded the standard. Living under the same roof, he also wants to show his love to his roommate and urge it to lose weight, so he takes away Fatta's piece. It doesn't matter if you have a piece of cake.

No matter how fat you are, you really won’t be able to run╮╯╰╭

Deep in the forest, Sanxiao and Bing rested on the grass. Demonic power was the source of motivation for the monsters. So much demonic power was drained at once, and they would not be able to recover in a few days.

Takuya walked over and raised his hand to say hello, "Hey, are you okay?"

"Lord Kazama."

The intermediate monsters acted as the guards for the two high-level monsters. They had never seen the two big monsters look so powerless, and they were naturally in awe of Takuya.

"What are you doing here?" C asked angrily.

Takuya didn't meet them many times, and he almost always came to them when he encountered trouble. Every time after meeting with Takuya, Bing and Sanxiao realized that they would never get better.

"I just came to see you and relieve your boredom." Takuya sat cross-legged on the grass with a big umbrella. The lawn exuded the fragrance of spring after the rain.

"No need, we're not bored at all." Bing refused without hesitation. The female's sixth sense told him that Takuya wanted to see them again.

"Really?" He glanced behind them calmly and said calmly: "It will be more convincing if you hide the playing cards."

C. Sanxiao: ""

Twitching the corner of his mouth, Bing moved his position to suppress the exposed playing cards under his body, and said sarcastically: "You are just visiting us in passing, right?"

"It's good that you know." Takuya nodded, tilted the umbrella to block the warm sunshine, and said casually: "Are you monsters so fragile? You can't move even with a little monster power. So weak, too weak. Bar"

The last murmur to himself was naturally heard by the two big monsters. Sanxiao didn't say anything, but Bing was instantly stunned.

"You brat, do you want to start a fight?"

"You misunderstood. I won't use fists against the opposite sex. Besides, I was just telling the truth."

"Sanxiao, don't stop me, I'm going to kill this brat."

"Calm down, Mr. C, don't throw my cards away."

After finally calming down the angry Bing, Sanxiao remained calm as always, or rather indifferent.

"Do you still need the power of a high-level monster?"

"Well, I have already obtained the demonic power of Mustache, and now I still have three more to go."

"Is that so?" Misaki lowered her head and thought for a while before saying, "Your Excellency, you can go to the Lord of the Forest. Natsume-sama once helped Tanukii-sama. If it is Natsume-sama's request, there should be no problem."

It’s Natsume again

Takuya feels helpless because Natsume likes to help youkai. Unknowingly, Natsume has built such a huge social circle among youkai.

"Is there anyone besides the Lord of the Forest?"

"That's all."

Takuya naturally didn't believe what Mishino said. After being a great youkai for so many years, there wouldn't be only a few youkai of the same level as him.

But it didn't want to say that Takuya wouldn't ask any more questions. Mishino acted very prudently, and no matter how hard he pressed him about things he decided not to tell, it would be useless.

"Thank you, I'll leave first." Takuya stood up.

"Hey, don't come over again," C shouted angrily.

Takuya raised his hand and waved casually, saying casually, "I will remember to bring a gift to visit the patient next time."

"Ugh!" Bing clicked his tongue, frowned and complained: "Who is sick, this guy?"

"You are very hostile to Mr. Kazama, why?" Sanxiao asked in a low voice.

"Haha, no need to ask."

Bing had a bad impression of Tuoya from the beginning. He was always calm and calm, and nothing seemed to bother him. His attitude towards them was also very casual, as if he only regarded them as passers-by on the journey, and his indifferent demeanor seemed as disgusting as being arrogant.

Bing can't like Kazama Takuya.

Naturally, Takuya doesn't know what Bing thinks about him. Even if he knew it, he wouldn't have any thoughts. Now he has only one thought, to complete the mission and go home early. The journey has been long enough, and the friends he has made over the long time have become so fast. Can not remember.

Time flows at different speeds in different worlds. Maybe one minute in Seijuro's place is ten days here, or maybe one day here is one year there. Who knows?

Takuya didn't want to think that more than ten years would have passed by the time he returned to his world. By then, let alone Akashi Seijuro, the heir to the Akashi Zaibatsu might even have a son.

He couldn't bear the thought of this matter, and his usual idea of ​​going with the flow and always completing the task was replaced. Takuya didn't want his world to have no place for him.

Natsume's house was noisy. Natsume and Madara seemed to be arguing about something. This was not the first time. Takuya jumped into the house from the window as usual.

"Isn't Teacher Cat really you?"

"I told you it's not me anymore"

"Then what's the matter with the residue at the corner of your mouth?"

"N-Nani" Natsume Madara retorted fiercely and immediately shrank. He turned his head away from him with a guilty expression. "That, that is"

"Admit it, Mr. Cat, it was you who stole the food."

"It's not me"

"Pika" Pikachu and Takuya looked at the farce in the room with question marks on their heads.

Why did I go out and the whole room changed when I came back?

"Mr. Kazama, you are back." The expression on Natsume's face was still full of anger, and he looked really angry.

"What's wrong"

"Teacher Neko secretly ate the cake that Aunt Tako bought specially to entertain guests." Natsume explained clearly in one sentence.

"I said it wasn't me." Madara was still resisting, and his eyes turned triangular in anger.

"Where did the residue on the corner of Mr. Cat's mouth come from?"

"Then that's not a cake." Madara couldn't help but feel confident.

"Mr. Cat is so hesitant that I can't believe you."

Takuya:""

He slowly turned his head and looked at Pikachu with a stiff expression. Could it be that

Pikachu

Pikachu twitched the corners of his mouth to reveal an unnatural smile, smiling reluctantly.

"Cake, is it the strawberry cake in the refrigerator?"

Takuya asked while Natsume and Madara were still arguing.

"Mr. Kazama knows"

"Well, well, I've seen it before." Takuya moved his eyes slightly, but Natsume ignored it.

"You see, this bastard rabbit also knows that he must be the one who framed me after he ate it secretly."

Madara, who was furious, seemed to realize something. He was the only one in the house who could steal food, and since it wasn't him who ate it, Takuya Kazama was the only one.

Natsume was a little tired after being interrupted by Takuya, and sighed in disbelief. Mr. Kazama was not interested in cakes, and the one he brought back last time also ended up in the belly of his own monster.

"Teacher Cat, Mr. Kazama doesn't like eating cakes, so don't just ask someone to top the cylinder."

Natsume's words of assurance made Takuya feel a little guilty inexplicably, and Pikachu hid his head behind him.

"You're not talking nonsense, you bastard, the rabbit has a strange expression, can't you see?"

The monster's eyesight allowed it to notice the subtle expressions of Takuya and Pikachu, and it became more and more certain that these two were the ones who stole the cake. However, this idiot Natsume still believed that the thief monster really needed to mend his brain#‵′convex

"If you don't believe Natsume, ask him yourself if he ate it secretly."

Madara's tough attitude made Natsume's firm heart waver, and he looked at Takuya with hesitation in his eyes.

Pikachu, who was still a child, couldn't bear the condemnation of his conscience and stuck out his head to admit his mistake, but Takuya hugged him and "accidentally" blocked his mouth.

"I didn't eat the strawberry cake secretly."

Takuya looked directly into Natsume's eyes, and his calm gaze made people believe his words involuntarily.

"No, don't let him fool you Natsume"

However, Natsume couldn't listen to Madara's rebuttal.

No matter how you look at it, Mr. Kazama will never steal the cake. As expected, the cat teacher with a criminal record is more suspicious.

"Teacher Neko, please stop." Natsume Ai's iron fist suddenly fell on Madara's head, knocking it to pieces.

"As punishment for stealing food and not admitting it, the snacks Aunt Tazi made for Teacher Cat this week have been cancelled."

"Natsume"

Madara's wailing sound scared the neighbors around him. With such a pitiful meow, whose cat is in spring?

"Pickup"

Pikachu, nestled in Takuya's arms, looked up at his dark expression, helplessly lowered his ears, shook his head and sighed.

He did not eat it secretly, he just let Pikachu eat it secretly.

After giving Madara a lesson, Natsume was finally relieved. Takuya understood how he felt. He would always be more sensitive when it came to Aunt Takko, because Aunt Takko treated him like a relative. Natsume also tried his best not to cause trouble for the couple. .

Ignoring Madara who was cursing him in the corner with smoke coming from his head, Takuya said: "Natsume, there is something I want to ask you for help with."

"Ask me for help"