You are a predestined person [comprehensive]

The wind gradually warmed up, and the sunset in the evening slowly swept across the brick-red roofs, green fields, small bridges with flowing water, distant mountains and forests, which were hazy and unreal in the interplay of light and shadow.

Natsume was walking on the path carrying a bag of Nanatsujiya steamed buns.Probably because it was hot after walking for a long time, he took off his coat and held it in his hand, only wearing a light gray sweater underneath.

It was a gift from Aunt Tazi when it first snowed in winter. It was a "warm card" weaved for a week.

"Mr. Cat is really getting more and more outrageous. Yesterday morning, he said he was going to have a reception with the intermediates. It was almost the next night and he didn't come back. When I helped Aunt Tazi send something back, I happened to stop by Qitsujiya to buy it. If you don’t come back at night, I won’t leave any of them for the teacher!” Natsume complained in a low voice, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of something in the grass by the roadside.

Natsume habitually looked behind the bushes, and the one hiding in the bushes was Mr. Cat who had gone out to drink for two days.

Natsume was about to say hello, but Mr. Cat turned his chubby head to look back at him, and quickly ran into the depths of the woods.

"Hey, teacher, where are you going?" Natsume followed immediately.

Teacher Cat ran very fast, seeing that Natsume couldn't keep up, he occasionally stopped and waited for him. Natsume only thought that the teacher found something interesting to attract him to see, and quickly followed into the depths of the woods.

The sky was darker than before, the red setting sun was about to disappear, and the ground was full of reflections of tall trees. Natsume paused, calmed down suddenly, and looked forward cautiously.

"Natsume, come with me." The cat teacher who had been running ahead suddenly turned around.

Natsume just stared at him, but slowly stepped back.

"You're not a teacher, that lucky cat wouldn't have such a cold reaction when it saw the steamed buns at Nanatsujiya."

"..."

A dazzling white light flashed, and the monster that had maintained the shape of the cat teacher just now became extremely huge in Natsume's surprised eyes, and a hoarse and deep voice sounded faintly when the night was approaching, "That guy Madara has become a muddy drunk , I originally wanted to take the opportunity to lead you directly into my cave, since you have seen through it, then hand over your friend account, kid."

Natsume looked at the monster twice as big as Sanxiao in front of him, and ran away from where he came from, but there was only one thought in his mind.

I will never buy steamed buns for my teacher again!How could there be a bodyguard who left him alone to deal with such a terrifying monster but got drunk himself! !

"Run, run, human child, you can't run out of this forest." The monster followed Natsume like a play, and Natsume ran forward for a long way, only to find that he was exhausted and returned to the same place .

This monster must have used some means, Natsume clenched his fists, seeing that the huge figure was about to hit him, he ran in another direction.

"Run, run, I'll wait here for you to come back, obediently hand over your friend's account, and obediently let me eat you." Even though he was far away, the voice of the monster seemed to be ringing in his ears .Natsume gritted her teeth, the sweater on her body caught on a sharp branch in a panic, and when she hurriedly untied it, a large mess of thread was pulled out.

Natsume frowned in distress, and when he was about to flee in another direction, a youthful voice suddenly came from above his head, as if he had just woken up.

"Hey, Yato, it seems that someone is in trouble, so wake up and don't sleep."

Natsume raised his head abruptly, and with the last ray of light before the night, he saw clearly the two people sitting on the fork of the huge tree. The boy who was talking was rubbing his eyes and pushing the arm of the person sitting next to the tree trunk.

Natsume didn't feel the aura of monsters from them, but those who can appear in the giant monster's domain at this time should not be ordinary people. As if he had made up his mind, Natsume raised his head and shouted at the two of them: " A monster is attacking me, please help me!"

The sleeping man was finally awakened. He probably had a not-so-good dream. He opened his eyes and glanced down coldly, with a bit of cruelty, "Human."

Looking at that gaze, Natsume involuntarily took a step back.

He originally thought that these two people should be powerful demon exorcisers from a certain family, that's why they appeared in this forest, but the eyes and tone of this person didn't seem to be human at all...

"Idiot Yato! Don't talk until you wake up!" The boy next to him slapped the man on the head.

"It hurts, it hurts!" The man ducked and lowered his head, the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyes, Natsume could see clearly that he was wearing a black sportswear.

It's clearly... very human-like.

When the man looked at him again, his eyes were no longer the same as they were at the beginning, and he even put on an incomparably bright smile, "Thank you for your patronage, I am Yato who will deliver the goods to your door quickly, safely and safely. He stood up from the tree, "You seem to be in trouble, this number, help you get it done!"

He stretched out five fingers while speaking.

"I... I don't have [-], not even [-]!" The monster chased after him again, not caring about talking to this strange person, Natsume changed direction and continued running forward.

"It's five yuan!" Yato stepped on the tree trunk and ran after Natsume, but the gesture of stretching five fingers remained unchanged. "There is no god in Japan that is cheaper than me!"

God.Natsume's heart moved, this guy in sportswear doesn't look like a god at all!

"Five yuan! Five yuan! Five yuan!" The man who claimed to be a god was still quoting on the tree trunk above his head. Natsume gritted his teeth and believed him for once.There were two five-yuan coins left over from the steamed buns bought just now. Natsume reached into his pocket, but only touched the messy thread of the sweater.

Oops!The coat is lost.

Natsume sighed inwardly, probably lost on the way to escape for the first time.He kept on stepping and shouted loudly: "You help me first, and I will give you coins later!"

"No, I'm a principled god."

It was completely dark, Natsume didn't know which direction he was running, and the breath of the monster behind him passed behind his ears.

"Give me... the account of friends..."

Aunt Tazi should be worried if she hasn't returned home after dark.

The newly knitted sweater is scratched, how should I explain it?

Tiredness gradually made Natsume in a trance, and his toes hit a sharp stone. The pain made him wake up for a moment, and at the same time, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Hand over... friend account..."

What a joke!The account of friends left by Reiko will not be handed over to you!

Feeling the power of the monster pulling behind him, Natsume clenched his fists and took a step forward, but his arm suddenly touched something soft.

It was the jacket he had lost on the road.

Natsume looked up at the god leaning on the tree, and threw the five-yuan coin over with all his strength.

"Please protect me, please."

Yato reached out and grabbed the coin, his eyes were firm and bright under the moonlight.

"Your wish will be accepted by me, Ye Fighting God."

The monster didn't realize the existence of the two people on the tree until then, and someone could break into its territory without making a sound!

Almost angrily, it raised its huge arm and slammed it down in Yato's direction, "Those who hinder me from getting the friend account... are unforgivable!"

"Snow device!"

Following this order, the young man who had been following Yato suddenly transformed into a sword without a sheath, flashing a cold light in the night.

The moment Natsume lost consciousness, he only heard a distant "Zhan!"

The voice was firm and full of strength, making him feel that even if he fell asleep, he would not be hurt again.

It seemed to be the voice of a god.

The author has something to say: In the cold circle, there is little food, and he is forced to write his own article...

but!It is really super fun to write about the two male gods!The whole process of codewords is full of enigmatic smiles--