You are a predestined person [comprehensive]

Natsume is gone.

Compared with being attacked by a monster or suddenly fainting, what Yato couldn't accept was that Natsume just disappeared in front of his eyes.

"Snow device!"

Yato grasped the artifact tightly, but couldn't make a move, not even a single target to fight.

Tanuma, Dokaki, and Madara were all shouting and searching in the forest, Yato turned his mind and chased in the direction where Shizuka disappeared.

He used extremely fast speed, and when he saw the back of the man holding the oil-paper umbrella, Yato yelled "Stop!"

Chang Jingsi paused and turned around, with a slightly surprised look on his face. Before he could speak, Yato had rushed up and grabbed his collar, "Where did you get Natsume?"

Being treated like this, Shiba Shizumi didn't show any panic on his face. He even looked at Yato leisurely, and turned his face to look at the long and narrow sword in Yato's hand.

"So it's Ye Fighting God." A faint smile appeared on Dechang Jingsi's face, but he didn't answer his question.

Yato didn't let go of his hand, "You know me?"

"The god who came a few months ago, the artifact is a Taidao, and the clothes he usually wears," Chang Chang glanced down, "Sports clothes, don't underestimate the intelligence gathering ability of our demon family, my lord."

"Where's Natsume?" Yato asked again.

"Natsume Takashi?" The tone of the audience was unhurried, "How would I know, I'm just a human being, do I have the ability to captivate people in the hands of gods?"

Yato knew that what he said was also reasonable. If it was only a human being, it would be impossible to take Natsume away in front of him, no matter whether it was a demon extermination or not, but his intuition told him that Natsume's disappearance must have something to do with Jingji Chang some relationship.

Yato let go, and glanced at the white charm on his right eye.

"What are you demon hunters looking for near Yayuan?" Yato asked.

Toma straightened his clothes, picked up the oil-paper umbrella that Yato had dropped on the ground, "Can I refuse to answer? My lord."

Yato looked at him without saying a word.

"Okay," Dechang sighed, took out a white handkerchief and wiped the dusty umbrella handle carefully, "There is an artifact buried in the ground of Yayuan, and our demon family really wants to get this artifact, so this I’ve been trying to find it with formations for a while.”

"How do you know about artifacts..."

Ye Dou hadn't finished speaking, but the scene interrupted him: "The demon family has been passed down from generation to generation, and there must be some unspeakable secrets to survive. Otherwise, the monster's revenge will be enough for us to take care of ourselves."

"Natsume Takashi..." Dechang read Natsume's name softly, "He is a very interesting person. I once invited him to join the demon clan, but unfortunately he was rejected."

It's no wonder that when Natsume mentioned Chang Jingji just now, he said that he was not very happy to meet him.Xia Mu regards the monster as an important partner, and letting him eliminate the monster is not much better than letting him kill and break the law.

Yato looked at Chang Jingsi, "What kind of artifact is buried underground?"

"I don't know exactly what it looks like," Zhichang smiled softly, "But if you want to save Natsume, you must hurry up, I heard that this is an artifact that makes people fall into a dream and cannot wake up. Deeper, the faster the life will pass, and eventually become the nourishment of the divine weapon."

Holding the tachi, Yato frowned.

Fat Cat said that Natsume would often hear someone chanting his name during this time, and would have nightmares almost every night, probably it had something to do with this goddamn artifact.

If he found it, he would have to cut it into a hundred and eighty yuan with one knife, Yato thought viciously in his heart.

"Are you sure it's underground in Yayuan?" Yato asked.

"I'm afraid it's this forest. After all, Natsume-san didn't see you here," he said with a bit of playfulness in his tone, "So, my lord, what are you going to do?"

Yato didn't answer, he tapped his toes and jumped up to the top of the tree with his strength.

"Listen to Xueyin," Yeto said in a serious tone, "I'm going to split the ground, you should be careful."

"Yatou!" Xue Yin wanted to dissuade him, "This kind of damage is too big, what if you accidentally hurt other humans and monsters?"

"No." Yato wiped the knife with his fingertips, "I believe in you, and you have to believe in me. This is the fastest way to find Natsume. You heard it too. Hurry up and wake up Natsume, he It will be life-threatening."

"En!" Xueyin replied, "I will try my best."

Chang Jingsi leaned against the tree, with the tip of his umbrella pointing to the ground, and slightly raised his head to watch the figure of the god holding the dagger rising until it disappeared from his sight.

"Cut!" He heard a firm and powerful voice.

Dechang squinted his eyes, watching the huge snow-white sword light descending from the sky, almost penetrating the entire forest.

The next moment, countless big and small monsters began to run around in the forest clutching their heads.

Yato looked down at the ground that had been split open with a pitch-black crack.

"No," he said softly, "Xueyin, come again."

"The god of cheapness is crazy!" Madara threw Tanuma and Dougui onto his back, and quickly jumped into the air before the next sword light fell to the ground.

Two extremely deep cracks intersected each other, Yato still didn't feel any aura of the artifact, nor did he notice the existence of Natsume.

"Come again." Yato said.

"cut!"

Another sharp knife light fell from the sky into the forest, opening a dark crack in the ground.

"Come again."

"Come again."

"cut!"

……

When Yato made his seventh cut, Yukine stopped him very strongly.

Xueyin could clearly feel that Yato's mood was not right. He didn't know what happened to Yato, but he knew that this was not Yato in a normal state, and he must be stopped from continuing to destroy.

Yato was panting, the fingers holding the handle of the knife were trembling slightly.

He didn't need Xueyin to stop him, he had already discovered his abnormality.As he slashed down one after another, a distorted pleasure actually rose in his heart, exactly the same pleasure as when he created destruction and killing a long time ago.

He could hardly restrain himself from pursuing this kind of gratification, but luckily Xueyin had a strike.

Yato clenched his fists, his nails pierced deeply into his palms, the pain woke him up, "It's okay Yukine," Yato comforted his artifact, "I can control myself."

Yetou took a look at the mess on the ground, the tall trees fell to the ground, almost cut into an upturned forest by himself, and made another cut without hesitation.

When the light of the knife split the ground, Yato heard a tiny other sound amidst the loud noise.

He immediately followed the direction of the sound and fell to the ground.

After the noise ended, the forest returned to calm, and all the long-legged and winged creatures had already fled when Yato cut the first light of the knife.

At this moment, apart from him, there should be no other living things on this land.

He held his breath, hoping to hear something more.

After waiting for a while, he heard a very faint and familiar voice.

It's Natsume's voice!

Yato frowned, he heard correctly, Natsume said "I am not."

It should be a dream spoken in a deep sleep.After confirming Natsume's location, Yato chased into the ground along the opened crack without hesitation.

Natsume was still murmuring something subconsciously, which served as a guide for Yato very well.He opened the way with the ether knife, and kept going down until a shimmering thing appeared in his line of sight.

Yato stopped instantly, and he looked at the things in front of him.

It was a black teapot embedded deeply in the ground. It was larger than ordinary teapots. The body of the pot was engraved with strange patterns and spells. He pulled off the lid vigorously and found that the lid seemed to be in contact with the body of the pot. It is one piece and cannot be opened.

Yato paused for a while, and confirmed that Natsume's voice was indeed coming from the teapot. He was so close that he could almost hear Natsume's rapid and even breathing.

He was not sleeping soundly and was having very unpleasant dreams.Yato came to this conclusion in an instant.

Natsume must be woken up as soon as possible.

How to shout?Yato was in trouble.

He didn't dare to shake the pot, for fear of hurting Natsume.He could only get as close as possible to this strange teapot, which was said to be an artifact, and forcefully called Natsume's name into it.

After shouting for a while, there was no movement, Yato felt that he was so stupid, how could he be woken up so easily.

"Yukine." Yato let go of the sword.

"You're also an artifact. Let's see what this thing is, and see if you can see the way." Yetou said to Xueyin.

Xueyin didn't dare to move the teapot, for fear of hurting Natsume who was sleeping in it, he carefully squatted down beside him, observed carefully for a while, then raised his head and said to Yato: "I didn't feel the breath of the divine weapon, just look at it. It's like an ordinary black teapot."

Yato also squatted down next to him, "I didn't feel it either, otherwise I would have found it when the first knife came down. No wonder those monster exorcists drew so many formations and searched for so long."

Yetou looked at the rune on the pot, probably because he inhaled a human being, and it was glowing with a faint cold light at the moment.He pondered and said: "If this broken pot is really a divine weapon, there is only one possibility."

Yukine looked at Yato and motioned him to continue talking.

Yato hesitated for a moment: "Its master has disappeared, so we can't detect the breath of the divine weapon on it, because it is no longer the property of the gods."

Yukine looked at Yato in shock: "The god disappeared?"

Yato knew what he was thinking, and said softly: "This is normal. Once the gods are no longer needed by humans, they will be forgotten, lose the value of existence, and gradually disappear. It has always been like this."

"There are also many kinds of artifacts. Like you Xueyin, they belonged to humans during their lifetime, but there are also artifacts like this teapot, which are acquired by gods with special materials." Yato explained.

Xueyin nodded, looking a little dignified.

Yato stood up, and when he saw the teapot, he knew there must be a hole in it, probably another small space.There is no way to wake Natsume up outside, so he can only go in and rush in.

"Xueyin, you stay on guard outside." Yato told him, "If I haven't brought Natsume out for a long time, you'll go to Fat Cat, or else go to Tenshin."

"Well," Xue Yin replied, "I will watch carefully, you have to be careful, you must save Natsume."

Yato moved his body and chanted a long series of incantations. After the incantations were finished, his body turned into a faint blue light spot.Yato tried to get in from the spout, but just as the light spot floated nearby, a strong suction instantly pulled him in.

Yato felt as if he was suddenly thrown from the top of a tall building, and he felt a strong sense of weightlessness. Normally, he wouldn't care about it, but this happened suddenly. When Yeto reacted, he It had already fallen to the ground, grinning grinningly.

Enduring the pain, Yato patted his buttocks and stood up.

He looked around in surprise, originally thought that the inside of the pot would be pitch black or full of dangers, but he didn't expect it to be a scene of blue sky and beautiful water.

A small river meanders, and on the bank of the river is a sloping green lawn. Yetou looked at where he was standing, and it turned out that he fell on the road, no wonder it hurt so much.What bad luck, if I fell a little further, I might land on the lawn, and it wouldn't hurt so much.

Ye Dou slandered and walked two steps forward along the road, when he heard the sobbing sound of a child in front, he stopped.

Many tall trees were planted on both sides of the road. Yato stood behind a tree and looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a little boy sitting by the river with his knees hugged.

From the angle where Yato was standing, he could just see the side face of the boy covered with tears.

He froze.This boy is clearly Natsume...

Natsume in my childhood.Yato leaned sideways against the tree.

The little boy stood up after crying for a while. He was wearing a jacket that didn't fit very well, wiped his face with his fat sleeves, turned and walked in another direction.

Yato didn't chase after him, he knew that even if he chased him now, Natsume wouldn't know him.

Yato sighed, he understood that he should be in Natsume's dream now.

How can such a child version of Natsume be awakened and brought back to reality, Yato felt that his head had grown bigger.

Good-for-nothing god, Yato laughed at himself in his heart, and slowly followed in the direction Natsume left.

Natsume should have been able to see monsters when he was a child. Yato put his hands in the pockets of his sportswear and watched Natsume walk into a room from a distance.

Then he hid on the bank of the river just now and cried because he was bullied by monsters?Thinking in his heart, Yato walked closer to the house and took a look outside. The sign hanging outside the door said "Nozawa."

Nozawa's house.

Yato recalled that the place where Natsume lives now should be "Fujiwara's house." There is Aunt Toko who cooks very delicious food, and Uncle Shi who speaks and acts very gently.

Yato didn't know about Natsume's life experience, and although he wondered why he didn't call Toko "Mom," at the time, he thought it might be because he went to school and lived here.

All he knows about Natsume's family is that he has a grandmother Natsume Reiko who can see monsters like him, and he left a book of friends with many monster names written on it.

About the account of friends, Natsume told Yato without any concealment.This trust alone made Yato, who had heard Natsume's confession at the time, feel that he could not shamelessly do something to the account of friends.

Natsume's childhood... Yato suddenly became interested. What would his childhood be like for such a strange boy who can see monsters?

If you can see monsters, you can also see gods. Yato thought he had to pick a suitable time to show up, so he sneaked into Nozawa's house, careful not to let Natsume find him.

While having dinner, Yato looked in through the crack of the door, there were five people sitting at the dining table, besides Natsume, there was a couple, and two boys who looked slightly older than Natsume.

Yato looked at the two boys, who wore the same clothes and looked very similar, probably twins.

The two boys were chatting and laughing during the meal, and the Nozawa couple also chatted with them from time to time.Yato's gaze stayed on Natsume who had been secretly crying just now.

Natsume was holding the spoon, half of his face was shrouded in the heat from the soup bowl, and he was drinking the soup in silence.Yato could see that he was very careful whether he was drinking soup or picking up vegetables, and he looked like he didn't want to make mistakes. After dinner, he was also helping to clean up the dishes and wipe the table.

The very sensible little Natsume, Yato praised him in his heart.

The room Natsume slept in was probably a room specially separated by a sliding door later, and it was very small.Yato looked around, there was only a quilt in the room, a cardboard box was piled up in the corner, there was nothing else, and there was no room for other things.

Sensing that Natsume fell asleep, Yato walked into his room, it was really small, and he would almost hit the quilt when he sat cross-legged.

Yato was interested in the box in the corner, with "Takashi's stuff" written on the outside of the box, and he wanted to see what such a small Natsume would treasure in the box.

A few exquisite toys, pens and notebooks, and a few books, Yato opened the box and took a look, but there were not many things.He casually took the book that was placed on top.

I opened it and saw that it was a popular science book on insects, something that a little boy would like.Yato lowered his head and smiled, wanting to see if Xiao Natsume would draw some graffiti or something on it, he turned a few pages back and found a photo.

There are a little faded photos, but they are well preserved, probably because they have been carefully placed in the book.Yato picked it up and looked at it. The photo showed a young couple. The man smiled very gently, very similar to Natsume when he grew up.

Yato put the photo back, closed the box again, and glanced at Natsume who was sleeping when he left.

His legs were stretched out of the quilt, Yato shook his head, helped him cover the quilt, and left the room silently.

The photo should be Natsume's parents, Yato thought as he lay on the river bank, they looked like good people, no wonder Natsume was so gentle even when facing monsters.

Probably because the time passed faster in the dream, Yato felt that he hadn't been lying down for a long time, and it was dawn.

He sat up and heard someone passing by.

It's the twins.

"Have you heard, the juniors said that guy stole their class fees." Twin No. [-] turned and pointed to Natsume who was following them far behind.

"I heard that, the tall guy in their class said he saw it with his own eyes." Twin No. [-] made a face, "Before Mom and Dad took him over, they told us that he was a very well-behaved brother. Lying and stealing."

Twins No. [-] clenched his fists, "He still keeps saying strange things to the air, is he trying to attract attention in this way? Why do you let such a bad guy live in our house, I really want to drive him away ah."

"Liar, thief."

The two children walked away cursing and complaining.

Yato waited for a while, and found that Natsume stopped where he was and did not come over.He was clutching the shoulder straps of his schoolbag with both hands, looking tense.

Yato moved forward a few steps, looked towards where Natsume was standing, and found a monster in the tree.

A monster with a very long tongue squatted on the top of a tree, its tongue almost reaching the ground.

No wonder Natsume didn't dare to come over.

Ye Dou thought for a while, and picked up a small stone on the bank of the river. He used a bit of skill, and the stone bounced off the tree opposite, directly hitting the long-tongued monster's mouth, and rolled into the river with the person and the stone.

Xia Mu looked at the river in a daze for a moment, then suddenly realized, and ran forward.

As he ran across the river bank, he turned his head and glanced at Yato who was sitting on the lawn.

Yato smiled at him.

Natsume didn't stop on his feet, and while running, he turned around and showed a big smile at Yato.

Yato looked down at his clothes, probably because Natsume regarded him as a big brother.

Yato never believed that Natsume could steal things. No matter what others said, he felt that Natsume must have been a good boy when he was a child.

Natsume sat in the last row of the classroom, with his arms folded on the table, looking at the blackboard very seriously. Yato watched him from the back door, thinking that Natsume was very well-behaved.

Recalling what twin number two said in the morning, Yato glanced around the classroom, and saw a boy with very dark skin sitting in the same group as Natsume.

He should be the only one who can be considered tall in this class. He is a head taller than the students in front of him just sitting.

When the get out of class bell rang, the female teacher on the podium walked out of the classroom holding the textbook and said, "Takashi Natsume, come to the office."

As soon as the female teacher walked out of the classroom, the whole class immediately turned to look at Natsume.Natsume stood up, lowered his head and quickly ran out the back door.

"It's Natsume who stole the money. The teacher has been looking for him twice." The tall man stood up and coaxed.

Knowing that no one could see him, Yato glared at the back of the tall man's head and followed Natsume to the office.

The teacher tidied up the table without looking at Natsume who was standing aside, "Let me ask again, did you really not take it?"

"Really not." Natsume looked nervous, but his tone was firm.

"But Takeda said he saw you taking it, and Yoshikawa also said he saw you coming into the office after school." The teacher's tone became a little more serious.

"I... I don't know, but I really didn't steal money." Natsume looked up at the teacher.

Yato leaned against the wall outside the office and sighed, even after being bullied like this, he still didn't want to bite the tall guy, obviously he was framed.

"Natsume," the teacher's tone softened a little, "that's the class fee that every student in the class has to pay a little. Good boy."

"not me……"

Yato could hear that Natsume's voice was full of tears.What children are most afraid of is being wronged, not being trusted, and being isolated by their partners.

When Natsume returned to the classroom, the class had already started, he called the report, and walked to the last row with the eyes of the whole class.

This is probably a childhood memory that Natsume is very concerned about and doesn't want to think about, so it is dreamed at this time.

After school, Yato followed the tall man, and a little fat man followed beside him. As soon as the two walked out of the school gate, they went to the video game city.

Yeto stood by and watched the tall man flip through his schoolbag. He took out a yellow bag from the interlayer of the schoolbag, and said to the little fat man, "There are so many left, enough for us to play for many days."

"Is it really okay to say that Natsume did it? What if the teacher finds out?" The little fat man nervously took the money handed over by the tall man.

"Natsume has no parents. He is a transfer student who lives here. Maybe he will be transferred to another place at some point. If he is the one who did it, he will be fine. No one will give him the upper hand." The tall man was very proud. I went to exchange a lot of game currency.

Yato frowned. In fact, he sometimes hates humans. Some of the evils of human nature can be seen from childhood.

He looked at the two boys who were inserting coins into the game machine with a bit of disgust, then turned and walked away.

Doesn't Natsume have any parents... In fact, I should have guessed it a long time ago. Who would be willing to let their children live in other people's homes?

Borrowing from place to place, moving frequently, careful not to make mistakes, careful not to cause trouble to others, careful not to be hated by others, being considered a weird liar by children of the same age, enduring the fear of being able to see monsters alone There is nowhere to tell, and the longing and longing for parents are deeply hidden in the memories. Is this Natsume's childhood?

Yato walked slowly, feeling depressed, the tone of this dream itself was very depressed.

When he reached the bank of the river where Natsume must go home, Yato saw Natsume squatting there with his knees hugged, this time it seemed that he was not crying.

Natsume was talking to a puppy. The puppy came from nowhere, and Natsume was scratching its head with his fingers.

"I really didn't steal anything, but both Takeda and Yoshikawa said they saw me stealing. It was really hard to be wronged. No one believed that I was really uncomfortable." Natsume's tone was very sad, "Actually, I think I told the teacher that Takeda may have taken the money because he likes playing games very much, but I was afraid that the teacher would not believe me, and I was also afraid that if Takeda didn't take the money, he would be wronged too. The feeling of being wronged is really too much. It's hard, you know?"

Natsume picked up the puppy and put it on his lap, "You must not know, because you are just a puppy without worries..."

Human nature is evil, but there is also kindness and gentleness that is always considerate of others. Yato smiled softly when he saw Natsume talking to the puppy.

When Natsume walked up the river bank and was about to go home, he saw Yato leaning against the tree. He froze for a moment and soon smiled, and waved to Yato: "It's the big brother in the morning."

"It's me," Yato stroked his hair, "I live nearby."

"Why is big brother standing here?" Natsume raised his head and asked, his eyes were bright.

Yato thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Because you have occupied my lawn, so I can only stand on it."

"Ah," Natsume said, "I'm sorry, because I want to play with the puppy a little longer."

"What's wrong with that?" Yato knelt down and pinched his face, "Have you been out of school for a while? Go home quickly, or the family will worry."

Natsume looked up at the sky, the sun had already set, his face became a little anxious, "I'm going home soon, see you big brother."

"Goodbye." Yato waved towards Natsume's running back.

The perverted god followed the soft and cute elementary school student, and Yato, who was far behind Natsume, laughed at himself.

"Why are you back so late?"

"I'm sorry, I met a puppy and I lost track of time." Natsume put down her schoolbag and apologized to the Nozawa couple.

"It's okay, let's eat."

"En." Natsume responded, went to the kitchen to wash her hands, and helped put the dishes on the table.

"Is it the puppy from the teacher's office?" Twin No. [-] asked suddenly.

Natsume's hand holding the chopsticks froze.

"Dad, I heard that Natsume stole money, and was called to the office by the teacher to teach him several times." Twin No. [-] complained.

"Uncle, I didn't steal the money." Natsume was a little excited and turned up the volume.

"Why are you so loud!" Twin No. [-] yelled at Natsume, "Your classmates saw it, or several classmates saw it together, and you still refuse to admit it! Thief!"

Twin number two yelled, "Thief!"

If this is not Natsume's dream but reality, Yato feels that he must have rushed to take Natsume away by now, and let Natsume grow up in such an environment, he would rather take care of Natsume himself.

Yato quietly opened the door a little wider. He saw that Natsume's eye circles were already red, but he held back his tears.

"Let's eat," the twins' father patted the table, "Trust me, brother."

He turned his face to look at Natsume, "We, Takashi, don't steal anything."

"Thank you uncle." Natsume said softly.

When passing by the Nozawa couple's room while washing in the evening, Natsume heard them talking about themselves, and the door was not closed tightly. He stood at the door with a towel in his arms, thought for a while, and then secretly listened.

"I think Guizhi is a good boy, and he is usually very sensible, so he wouldn't do such a thing." It was my uncle's voice.

Hearing this sentence, Natsume felt a little grateful, there are still people who are willing to believe in him.

"I don't think so. We didn't give him any pocket money. The kid will inevitably want to eat and play. Besides, this kid is weird. Last time I was washing the dishes, he suddenly yelled, scared I dropped all the bowls, and several times I saw him yelling into the air alone, which made me feel a little scared." It was the voice of the aunt.

Natsume hugged the towel tightly.I yelled because I didn't want monsters to come into the house, and I didn't want those scary guys to hurt people in the house, but no one would believe me.

"The more you talk the more mysterious, I think Guizhi is pretty good."

"Do you trust your own son or someone else's son? Anyway, let me tell you, don't leave money at home casually..."

Natsume didn't listen any more, he put away his things and went back to his room lightly, and shrank into the bed.

My own son, someone else's son.Although I know very well that I am just a host outsider, I still feel a little sad when I hear such words.

"Let's take a look, just take a look." Natsume muttered in a low voice, got up and turned on the small light in the room.

When he saw him open the box, Yato knew what Natsume wanted to see.

Natsume picked up the photo in the book, he looked down for a while, and pasted the photo on his face.

"I am your son," Natsume said softly, "If you are still here, you will believe me, Guizhi is a good boy, and he will not steal other people's things, right?"

Yato heard his trembling cries that he tried to suppress, and those two almost inaudible calls.

"Dad... Mom..."

Natsume knelt next to the box, pressed the photo tightly to her chest, and tears fell on the quilt one drop after another.

When school was over the next day, Yato sat on the lawn by the river bank and waited for Natsume. When he saw him passing by with his schoolbag on his back, Yato waved at him.

Natsume ran over almost in surprise, usually few people would take the initiative to talk to him, because he was a weird kid who loved to lie.

"Big brother." Natsume greeted Yato with a smile.

"Sit," Yato said, "From today onwards, this area will be the river bank for both of us."

"Yeah!" Natsume nodded.

Yato pulled out two grasses casually, "Extend your hand."

Natsume obediently stretched out an arm.

Yato put the grass around his wrist, and dexterously weaved a few beautiful knots, "I'll give it to you."

"Give it to me?" Natsume pointed at herself.

Yato nodded with a smile.

"Thank you big brother!" Natsume looked curiously at Yato's knot, and suddenly became frustrated again, "But the grass will wither and turn yellow in a few days."

"Then I'll make another one for you then." Yeto patted him on the head.

"When will big brother come home for dinner?" Natsume asked, with a little expectation in his tone.

Yato pulled out two more weeds and fiddled with his wrist, "I can do it anytime, how about you?"

"I can stay a little longer, and I'll go home for dinner after a while." Natsume moved to Yato and looked at him sideways.

"Okay," Yato said, "then I'll wait until you get home before going home."

"Yeah!" Natsume nodded happily.

Yato knew that he didn't want to go back. When the twins went to school in the morning, the twin father gave Natsume a handful of pocket money, saying that he would buy whatever he wanted to eat and play with.

The implication is to tell Natsume not to steal money to buy.

Natsume was still grateful to his uncle for believing in him last night, but this gratitude was overturned in the morning. He didn't take the money, changed his shoes quickly and ran out of the house.

Yato could see that he was in a bad mood, and even the little monsters who usually frightened him were brave enough to turn a blind eye on the road.

So he waited here, wanting to spend time with Natsume after school.

This kind and sensitive kid.

The author has something to say: hugging Mrs. Natsume QAQ is so painful