You are a predestined person [comprehensive]

Natsume followed Yato at a distance.

He didn't stop Yato, this is Yato's memory, something that actually happened.He watched Yato kill his life with this unfamiliar sword, and he almost became numb at the end.

Natsume struggled to digest the scene in front of him, feeling both shock and pain in his heart.

Yato in Natsume's cognition is warm and kind, he will help the grandfather who lives alone to cook, he will help the lost little girl find a home, he even gradually has goodwill towards monsters, he will listen to the wishes of monsters, and protect Chen Wei earnestly of chicks.

He has always thought of Yato as an excellent and gentle god.

Blood flowed into the river, revealing a dark red world of despair.

Natsume's hanging fingertips trembled a little, he seemed to know Yato again.

Can the god who rescued him from his sad dream, hugged him when he cried, and kissed him in the courtyard full of sunset really coincide with the figure in front of him?

He was a little disappointed, a little angry, and even a little sad.

He didn't want to believe it was Yato at all.

Life stands still in the killing, but the dark red river will not stop flowing.

Natsume looked at the back of the god going away.

He had seen Yato dressed up exactly the same, black kimono, hair tied up high, it was a banquet they went to together.

At that time, he didn't want Yato to agree to Ma's request to kill Shikigami, but Ma said a word and Yato agreed.

What did the field say?

Natsume stared at the slowly flowing river, trying to recall the scene of that day.

Does Night Fighter care about this too?What is human antipathy and disgust?After all, he has lived for a long time...

Yato cut him off when Toba said this.

Natsume looked up into the distance, Yato's figure had disappeared.

The river gradually became clearer, the dark red of the sky gradually faded and became blue again, and the roof where Natsume stood turned into a tall tree.

In front of you is a simple wooden house.

Yato was sitting on the steps, with his back against the door, his posture relaxed, quietly gazing at the green grass and river not far away, with the tip of his left finger lightly pressing the handle of the red Taidao.

Natsume could see the exhaustion in his expression.

"Fei." Yato called softly.

The artifact turned into a girl wearing a sky crown and a white kimono.

Natsume was slightly surprised.This was the first time he saw Yato's artifact other than Yukine.

"Yato." The girl called Fei sat down next to Yeto, she was next to him, her eyes followed him in the river flowing not far away, her face was quiet and calm.

Yato whispered: "Fei, am I doing the right thing?"

The girl turned to look at him.

"I killed so many people, is that right?"

The girl nodded, her tone coaxing and comforting, "That's right, haven't we always been doing this? Yato, don't forget that gods can do whatever they want."

"But I'm not happy." Yato leaned back a little bit, raised his head slightly, "It's not happy at all to do whatever you want."

Fei asked: "Do you know what happiness is?"

Yato was speechless.

After a while, he pointed to the position of the heart, then pointed to the forehead, and then pointed to the eyes, "It's these places that are very uncomfortable."

"It doesn't matter," Fei stretched out her hand and lightly pressed the position of Yato's temple, "As long as it is a wish, there is no difference between wishes, this is the only way for the Nameless God to maintain its existence. It does not need to be affected or changed , I will always be with Yato."

Yato struggled with his eyes, he waved away the girl's hand, got up and walked out.

"Come back early." Fei sat on the steps, resting her chin on her hands to watch his back as he left.

Natsume followed.

The previous shock had completely cooled down, he couldn't accept Yato's killing, but he was even more unwilling to overthrow the impression Yato had always had in his heart.

The sky was blue, there were unknown goose-yellow wildflowers on the river bank, and there were small fish fry running in the water, all of which were full of vitality, in stark contrast to the previous scene that made him tremble.

In such an environment, people will gradually calm down and analyze problems more rationally.

Yato sat down not far from him, with his palms stretched into the clear river and shaking casually.

Finding himself seemingly invisible, Natsume sat down next to Yato and called out to him.

Yato didn't respond.

Obviously having talked so much with Koyato before, and walking so many ways holding hands, Natsume is even more sure that this is a dream, and only dreams can be so unpredictable.

It doesn't matter if you can't see it, but after seeing Yato's past and the other side of Yato, Natsume doesn't know what kind of mentality to use to talk to him.

He watched Yato blatantly.

Yato's hair at this time was longer than what he usually saw, and it was tied behind with a headband. His whole person was a little too quiet, making people feel cold from the inside out.

Natsume was almost thinking about what Yato had experienced in these years to make him become what he saw.

Although he prefers that kind of Yato, when he smiles, it seems that the sunset in the sky is brighter.

What Yato said when he asked him to return the name was - you have to trust me.

Natsume admitted that he was indeed shaken after seeing such a cold and cruel Yato.

But now that he was sitting here, gazing into Yato's tired and dazed eyes, the wavering stopped again.

Yato once accepted unbearable wishes, killed innocent humans, disregarded life and blood, and he saw it all.

But he also saw Yato, who wanted to fulfill his wishes for human beings since he was very young, and he used the wrong way, doing things that made him tired and unhappy.

Yato withdrew his hand, looked down at the swaying wild flowers at his feet, his eyes were much softer than before.

Natsume looked at him and sighed silently.

He simply can't hate Yato.

What's more, he knows that Yato will work hard to get better, and he knows what Yato looks like now, warm and gentle, no matter for humans or monsters.

He seemed to understand the intention of not being arrogant.

Buwang threw him into this dream, let him see Yato's memory, saw the most indifferent and chaotic period of Yato that he had never understood, the purpose was probably to make him loathe Yato, be afraid of Yato, and abandon Yato.

It's as if the true believers abandoned him.

Natsume frowned.

How is this possible?Not long ago, he took Sayoto's hand and promised that he would always believe in him.

Even in a dream, you can't lie to a child.

Natsume looked at Yato's softly contoured side face under the sunlight, and smiled lightly.

He just knew that Yato would get better.

Yato will become an excellent god, with the look he likes all over.

He just knows.

Yato couldn't hear what he said, but Natsume said it to him anyway.

He spoke every word very seriously.

"Yato, I believe in you, and I will always believe in you."

The dream collapsed.

The sky shattered, the river sank, and everything in front of me quickly became blurred and distant.

Natsume felt a gentle force pouring into his body in the chaotic consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was Yato's face.

"Didn't it disappoint you?" Natsume asked, with a slightly smug tone.

He managed to get out of the dream by himself.

Yato didn't answer his question, but said softly, "Natsume, thank you."

With soft eyes, he lowered his head and kissed Natsume's eyes.

Out of the corner of her eye, Natsume saw that Buluangshen was still sitting beside her.

So what?

He put his arms around Yato's neck.

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