You are a predestined person [comprehensive]

There is still a setting sun in the sky, and the shrine hidden in a deep forest at the foot of the mountain has bunches of dust floating under the light and shadow.

After Natsume sent Yato and Yukine here, he quickly ran home with Mr. Kitty in his arms. If he didn't rush back before dark, Aunt Toko and Uncle Zi would be worried.

Yukine opened the doors and windows of the shrine, and took the small broom she found to clean in front of the shrine. While sweeping, she disliked Yato, who slumped on the ground lazily mopping with a rag for a long time before moving.

There is no breath of god in the shrine, probably another poor god who lost all his believers, was forgotten by people, and finally disappeared sadly.Yato slowly wiped the wooden floor. From the texture of the floor and the mottled marks on it, one could see the age and vicissitudes of the shrine, and one could also feel the deep sorrow and disappointment of the shrine owner before he disappeared.

Yato rubbed the ground slowly, a little sighing, and a little bit of empathy, which would make any god feel afraid and unwilling.

But what can I do?Gods are born from people's wishes. Once they are not believed and needed, they will either fall or die.

Yato squatted on the floor, his hair drooping over his eyes, and his hand holding the rag was clenched suddenly. He thought about how he was born, and thought of some bad things that he didn't want to recall.

"Yato, put your bottle here." As Yato's artifact, Yukino keenly sensed his depression, and thought that she had hurt his little self-esteem by hurting him in front of Natsume during the day. You have no skin and no face, what happened today.Xueyin walked over holding Yato's most precious wine bottle filled with five yuan coins without saying anything, squatted down and put the bottle in front of him.

The coins in the bottle were shiny, and each one carried a human wish. Yato looked at these, and his eyes slowly lit up.He sat up straight up, the shrine was not big, Yato pushed the rag with both hands, climbed from one end of the shrine to the other end of the shrine, full of energy, and excitedly urged Xue Yin: "Clean quickly, clean quickly, and return tomorrow To continue receiving business, I think there are quite a lot of people in this town."

Xueyin sighed slightly, what kind of person is this, thankfully I was going to comfort him, and it turns out that Yato is still that skinny and shameless Yato.Yukine rubbed another rag in the bucket, and followed Yato to clean the shrine up and down.

Finally, she no longer suffers from the wind and the cold. Although there is no quilt, when she goes to bed at night, Xue Yin still stretches her waist and sighs with great satisfaction, "Natsume is such a good person."

Yato muttered: "It's not bad." He turned over with his arms folded, and a big cleaning in the afternoon made him and Xue Yin fall asleep quickly.

The long night was silent, only the moonlight shrouded the ancient shrine in the depths of the woods coldly.

In this deep silence, Yato felt like he had a long dream.

Those dirty wishes, those bloody weapons, those desires that he cut off one after another, those unbearable dreams that he fulfilled one after another with his own hands.

He seemed to be standing on the river bank, with only blood and death flowing quietly under his feet, and under this absolute advantage, his always numb heart actually felt a little distorted pleasure.

It's not him at all!

Yato struggled to wake up, and saw that there seemed to be a spot of light on the opposite wall that went dark instantly.

He sat up in an instant, the thrill of killing in the dream had not completely disappeared, he almost yelled "Snow Weapon!"

Yato glared at the wall angrily, and gradually calmed down until he clenched the cold blade tightly in his palm.

Xueyin was woken up by Yato's roar, thinking that Yato had encountered some danger, and immediately turned into a divine weapon when he woke up, but he looked around the shrine and didn't see anything else, so he asked Yato worriedly , "What's the matter? What happened? Yatou, please calm down first, are you having a nightmare?"

Yato finally calmed down after hearing Yukine's worried voice. He let go of Yukine, and sat down with one hand on the ground.

"I seemed to see something just now, but now I'm not sure." Because he didn't feel any monster's breath at all, so what could it be.

Xueyin heaved a sigh of relief, and lay back down, "I think you just woke up and your eyes were dazzled, and I was shocked. Besides, although you Yato is a bit useless, you are still a god anyway. How can any monster dare to fight?" You took the initiative to bump into it, why are you nervous, really!"

Yato stared at the wall carefully for a while, and felt that his eyes were really dazzled. Thinking of how excited he was just now, he asked Xue Yin with some embarrassment, "Did I be particularly nervous just now?"

Xueyin glanced at him, rubbed her face twice with her sleeve, and responded with action.

"I don't know how much sweat you have on your hands?!"

It happened to be the weekend, and Natsume got up early in the morning to help Aunt Toko make breakfast, and asked Aunt Toko at the dinner table if she could give him some old quilts that were in the storage room.

Aunt Tazi asked curiously, "Guizhi, what do you want an old quilt for?"

Natsume hesitated, "The Yato who sent me back that night was a... transfer student from our school. His parents don't live here and he doesn't care about him. I went to his house yesterday and didn't even have a decent quilt. , so I thought if there is an extra quilt at home, can I give it to him?"

"Of course." Aunt Tazi sympathized, "I didn't expect it to be like this, but I think this child is very sensible, and he has a younger brother. If there is anything else I need to help in the future, Guizhi, you must tell me. "

"Okay, okay." Natsume quickly agreed, he had no way to tell Aunt Tazi the truth, he could only use this reason.

In fact, Natsume feels guilty every time he deceives others because he can see things that ordinary people cannot see, because of these gods or monsters, but he really has no choice.When he was young, he didn't want to lie, but no one believed him, and would avoid him or bully him because of fear.Later he learned that sometimes white lies are the best way, so no matter how frightened or surprised he sees, he will never say it again, he doesn't want to scare away the people around him, and I don't want to receive strange looks again.

He just wants to carefully maintain this calm every day. He deeply enjoys the hard-won life now. Whether it is family or friends, he will guard them where they can't see.

Aunt Toko sorted out the quilts and pillows, and packed up the remaining pastries in the refrigerator. Thinking of the picture of herself walking on the road covered with quilts and pillows, Natsume smiled helplessly, "Aunt Toko, I'll take these out first. The room, and bring it to Yato in two installments."

"Remember to bring the pastry with you today. It will lose its taste after a long time. I will go out with your Uncle Zi later. There are vegetables in the refrigerator. I will trouble Guizhi to make lunch by myself today." Aunt Tazi cleared the table , told Natsume.

Natsume shook his head and smiled, "It's not troublesome at all."

"Remember to feed Meowgoro too." Uncle Zi stroked Mr. Cat who was sleeping on the stairs.

Teacher Cat was very satisfied with his behavior of not forgetting to arrange lunch for him before he left. He rubbed Uncle Zi's palm and let out a lazily "meow".

Natsume rolled her eyes at Teacher Kitty's acting coquettish and cute in her heart.

After Toko and Shi went out, Natsume opened the refrigerator and looked, and decided to make some bento and take it directly to the shrine. I don't know how Yato and Yukine live.

Quilt pillow, pastry bento.Natsume thought for a moment, then set his sights on Mr. Kitty.

Teacher Cat was uncomfortable being stared at by him, and jumped down from the stairs, "Hurry up and make lunch for me!"

Natsume smiled with narrowed eyes, "What would you like to eat, teacher?"

Teacher Mao resisted the urge to name a list of dishes. Natsume was not Tazi, and the dishes he cooked didn't suit his taste. Besides, looking at Natsume's expression, he always felt that he was trying to get something out of him.

"Just do whatever you want, as long as you can eat it, it would be even better if you let me drink a bottle of wine."

"Okay." Natsume agreed, put on an apron and entered the kitchen.

Mr. Cat stared at Natsume's back with doubts in his stomach. He was usually the most opposed to drinking, but today he agreed so readily.

It wasn't until Natsume packed the prepared meals in a lunch box that Mr. Cat realized that what he made was a bento.

Natsume put the wine and bento in a big bag, and put in the pastries that Aunt Tako had packed in the morning, and put the full bag on the quilt to be given to Yato.

"Thanks for your hard work, teacher." Natsume said with a look of reason.

Mr. Cat was very opposed to the fact that Natsume wanted him to deliver the goods, and he was going to the Yato he hated. He bounced around the room and protested for a while, and Natsume promised to buy him a week seven Under the temptation of Tsujiya Manju, he reluctantly compromised.

Mr. Cat changed back to his original form as a monster, and swept the quilt, food and Natsume onto his back. He purposely flew over the path and woods where there were no people. Natsume sat on his back and smoothed his hair, "Actually, night Fighters are good."

"Humph."

Yato and Yukine were sitting in a row in front of the shrine, worrying about how to receive business. No one called for the whole morning. Yato put his face on his hands, feeling sorry for the many small advertisements he had stayed up late the past two days.

This is what Mr. Cat saw when he brought Natsume down like a whirlwind.

Xueyin walked over in amazement and touched Teacher Cat's neck, "I didn't pay attention that day, cat, you are so beautiful!"

Teacher Mao's affection for Xueyin was not bad, and he didn't bother to correct him to call him a cat. He snorted twice in satisfaction with his praise, and turned into a cat again.

"I brought you a few quilts, not new, don't you mind?"

Natsume moved the food in, and Xueyin's affection for Natsume had reached its limit, and she shook her head violently while helping him, "Why do you mind? Natsume, you are really kind."

"That's my wine!" Natsume was setting out the bento, when he turned around, he saw Mr. Cat jumping up and roaring angrily.

Natsume followed his line of sight, and Yato was holding the wine bottle, looking like he was about to drink.

"You're a fat cat, what kind of wine do you drink?" Seeing that Mr. Cat rushed over, Yato rolled to the side with the wine bottle in his arms.

Natsume sighed with his forehead, and said loudly after setting everything up, "Stop!"

Yato rolled over obediently with the bottle in his arms, took a bite of the piece of pastry closest to him, and stuffed his mouth full.

"Isn't it just a bottle of wine, you're so drunk, you fat cat." Ye Dou ate the sweet and fragrant pastries, and threw the wine bottle to Mr. Cat.

Teacher Cat immediately left him the farthest distance with the wine in his arms, feeling extremely disgusted with this rascal god.

But Yato sat up suddenly, looked at Natsume with sincere eyes, "Thank you, Natsume."

It was the first time for Natsume to see him speak so seriously, and he was a little embarrassed to be thanked so suddenly, and when he was about to say that it was all trivial and don't take it to heart, Yato's eyes turned red.

Yato said sincerely with an expression of being completely moved: "I haven't eaten such delicious food for a long time."

Natsume choked, not knowing how to answer the words, Mr. Cat leaned against the corner with the wine bottle in his arms, and said, "So you, a scoundrel god, have fallen so low that a piece of pastry can make you cry."

Xueyin was helpless, when his master became hypocritical, there was nothing he could do about it. During the New Year, he received a business offer to dine with an old man who lived alone. It was supposed to comfort the old man, but Ye Dou heard the old man's story, He couldn't stop crying at the dinner table, and in the end it turned into the old man comforting him all the time, until when he was sent out, Yato was still holding the old man's hand and sobbing reluctantly.

I don't know which piece of soft heart this piece of pastry has hit the stupid owner.

Xueyin liked Natsume very much, and stayed with him for a long time. Seeing that it was getting late, Natsume said goodbye to them.Mr. Cat didn't enjoy drinking, and coaxed Natsume to buy him another bottle on the way, but Natsume ignored him when he saw that he was walking crookedly when he was about to get drunk.

When walking out of the woods, a thin wind suddenly blew.The wind in the evening is soft and warm, which makes people feel good.Natsume looked at the sunset in the sky and walked forward, suddenly something fell from his eyes.

Natsume stretched out his hand and caught a petal of cherry blossoms that fell on his palm.

He was a little puzzled, he lowered his head and asked Madara who was still moaning and begging for a drink, "Teacher, have the cherry blossoms bloomed yet?"

"Sakura... Cherry blossom wine is also delicious!"

Natsume was helpless, and when he looked at his palm again, he found that the cherry blossoms had disappeared.

Maybe it was blown by the wind and then drifted away with the wind.

Natsume squatted down and hugged Mr. Kitty.Someone would be waiting for him at home. Thinking of this, Natsume felt happy. He hugged Teacher Kitty's hand tightly, and his steps became faster.

The author has something to say: Yato: The cakes are really delicious, and I am really thanking Natsume, I am not hypocritical at all, really.

In the next chapter, start playing the Sakura dungeon!