[Comprehensive] Lord of Arakawa

"You guys are so enthusiastic from the beginning..." Effortlessly avoiding the joint attack of Arakawa and Ootengu, Ibaraki Doji was a little puzzled seeing the unattractive faces of the two big monsters.He didn't know when he would offend these two again.

"...Let me say, Lord Arakawa, when did you find a human follower?" Ibaraki Doji didn't take the attacks of the two big monsters to heart. After all, the attacks of the two monsters didn't have any murderous intent, so he didn't care. This is a little strength.

"..." Hearing Ibaraki Doji's question, Arakawa was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and looked at the Natsume boy who didn't know why they suddenly attacked the red-haired ghost tribe, and then turned back to look at Ibaraki Doji. , "You didn't think he was our two children this time?"

"Hahaha, do you think I'm a fool?" Hearing this, Ibaraki Doji laughed out loud, pointing at Natsume with his uncut ghost claw, as if he heard something very ridiculous, "You and Da No matter how capable a tengu is, it is impossible to give birth to a human child, right?"

Then, as if reminded of something, he suddenly suppressed his smile and looked at Natsume very seriously.

"You don't really..."

"..." Facing the ghost clan's searching eyes and the eager excitement, it really is still...

"Swallow!"

"Feather Blade Storm!"

"Arakawa-sama, Daitengu-sama..." Seeing the two big monsters once again attacking the red-haired ghosts in a tacit understanding, the Natsume boy walked up to them excitedly and wanted to stop them, but after seeing the ghosts After the clan once again dodged without any surprises, I was quite speechless...

Why on earth did he want to stop these three monsters who looked like they were fighting normally...

"Okay, no kidding, I know that human boy is not your child." Ibaraki Doji waved his hand after evading the big moves of the two monsters again, signaling for a truce.

He was not that simple and warlike ghost clan 800 years ago.

"The Fengyue Festival is a very important festival for youkai. Over the years, most of the youkai who are still here will participate, so ghosts who have some connections with youkai will often participate in this festival." It seems that Arakawa and Ibaraki Doji answered Daitengu's question without waiting for them to ask. "By the way, I seem to have said before that I would invite you to drink." As if thinking of something, Ibaraki turned his head, took out two small cups of wine from behind him, and threw them to Arakawa and Ootengu respectively.

"...What is this?" Datengu touched the Wenrun bottle, and looked at Ibaraki Doji strangely.

He originally thought that Ibaraki Doji had a good relationship with Arakawa, and that his relationship with him was just a casual acquaintance.

"I agreed to buy you a drink, what are you still doing?" Seeing Ootengu's puzzled expression, Ibaraki Doji raised his eyebrows, with a weird smile on his face.

"No hurry, wait until the sacrifice is over." Arakawa seemed to realize something when he saw Ibaraki Doji's expression, he took the initiative to stop Otengu from opening the lid, and said softly.

"Meow meow? Good wine? Where is it?!" Hearing this, the cat who was even more excited was squatting on Natsume's shoulder and looking around. The ghost race, who didn't have much friendship in the race, ignored it, and excitedly raised its tail and dangled around.

"Not for you." Arakawa replied coldly.

"Who is presiding over the sacrifice this year?" After hearing what Arakawa said, Otengu put aside the matter of drinking for the time being. He looked at the square altar and asked Ibaraki Doji. "How do I know if you ask me this kind of thing? Isn't this a festival for you monsters?" It's a pity that he asked the wrong ghost, and Ibaraki Doji didn't know when he asked.

"Meow~ I heard it's a monster from Tengu's side... It seems to be the owner of some kind of mountain... Uh... Eh, maybe I'm from the same place as you?" The familiar cat returned him, and then looked up and down the big tengu meaningfully.

"Oh, is it also a tengu?" Hearing what the cat said, the big tengu became interested. He waited for the start of the sacrifice while guessing who would come. "Which mountain's owner? I guess it's the tengu on the top of Mount Atago, right?" Arakawa approached the big tengu and asked. He hadn't seen the other big tengu on the top of the mountain that lived in seclusion, and he was quite interested in it. .

"...I don't know, besides, why did the lord of that kind of mountain come to preside over such a small ceremony?" It's not that the big tengu looked down on the Fengyue Festival, but he was used to such a grand ceremony when he was young, so for this A modern version of the Fengyue Festival similar to the Summer Festival is not at all attractive.

"Tengu... Master Tengu is here!" Before the two monsters could bet on which mountain lord came, the monster presiding over the ceremony had already occupied the altar.

"That's... Yatengu?" Otengu couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he looked at the still thin figure after so many years, thinking that it's a good thing he didn't bet with Arakawa, otherwise he would definitely lose!

I thought it was the lord of the mountain, but it turned out to be under my own hands...

"I didn't expect that the little monster under your hands can already be on its own." Arakawa was obviously also very surprised. He looked at the Yatengu with half a tengu mask on his face, and then looked at the man who had grown up behind him. The wings grew a lot, and he glanced at the weapon he was holding on to all the time, and sighed softly.

I always feel... It seems that during their absence... the monsters under their protection have grown rapidly...

I don't know if it's good or bad...

"Master Tengu, it's almost time." Yatengu seemed to have finally received the respect he deserved, and there were countless little monsters who came to greet him, and all of them looked at him with longing eyes.

"Then, let's start." Yatengu nodded, and if the voice coming out from under the mask could be discerned carefully, he could still hear a trace of a young boy's voice. He was much calmer, and he didn't look happy when he heard the little monster call him that, but just said softly .

Then he put away his broadsword and took the initiative to walk up to the square altar.

"Lord of all things... I, Yatengu, pay you high respects."

Then all the monsters and humans present saw Yatengu's wings suddenly spread, and a halo covered his whole body, which looked very dreamy.

Yatengu held a round fan at some point in his hand, and then stood on the square altar and began to jump up, dodging and moving on the small stone from time to time, his movements seemed very strange, But with a kind of attractiveness that makes people unable to take their eyes off.

"... Huh, I haven't even learned your [-]%." Arakawa was not like those little monsters who didn't know much. He only glanced at him twice, then withdrew his gaze, and looked at Ootengu with a hint of dissatisfaction. .

"Be quiet." Ootengu was not as harsh as Arakawa, he watched Yatengu's movements intently, watching him provoke strange dance steps until the moon was in the sky.

"That's right." Seeing Yatengu continue to jump to the upper half of Yuesheng, he nodded with relief in his eyes.

He insisted on watching until the end. Yatengu didn't make any mistakes, and he was very happy after any pause. He seemed more happy than before when he presided over the festival.

"... so beautiful..." Natsume was also called "not knowledgeable" by Arakawa. He didn't pay attention to Yatengu's figure, nor did he pay attention to his movements. In the maroon eyes that can always see scenery that other youkai cannot see, they only focus on the silver light that pours out with the movements of Yatengu.

The moonlight gently shone on all the monsters and humans who participated in the sacrifice, bringing a slight coolness.

However, Natsume watched the tiny silver particles slowly float up from Yatengu's body, and then floated towards all the creatures present.

It was a brighter color than the moonlight that Arakawa condensed casually before, like a whole gleaming galaxy. Natsume looked at the galaxy, and unconsciously his eyes became moist.

"Natsume, Natsume? What's wrong with you?!" He stared at the Milky Way obsessively until he was woken up by the cat squatting on his shoulder.

"Eh? Teacher?... What's wrong with me..." Natsume woke up belatedly, and then he wiped his face on the cat's face in a trance, only to realize that he had burst into tears at some point.

Yatengu standing in the center of the altar also seemed to have noticed Natsume's strangeness, he just stood there quietly, and the hand holding the round fan handle suddenly tightened.Then he stepped down from the altar and walked towards Natsume.

"... In the coming year, you will be the host of the Fengyue Festival." Then he walked in front of Natsume, who was half a stature shorter than the young man, still looked as petite as a thousand years ago.He raised his head, stared at Natsume boy through the eyes of the mask, and then raised the round fan in his hand.

"...Eh?" Natsume was taken aback when he heard Yatengu say that, and it took several seconds to realize what the other party was saying.

"What are you talking about? I don't... but I..." Natsume was about to say that he was human, and that he couldn't do the weird dance that Raven Tengu just did.

"Don't worry about it," Yatengu interrupted the boy's refusal, and put the round fan in his hand directly, "You have been chosen." After finishing speaking, he looked the boy up and down curiously, and then Without saying anything, he spread his wings and flew away.

"...Eh? What the hell is going on here?" Natsume, who inexplicably shed a tear, was inexplicably stuffed with a round fan, and inexplicably received some strange monster festival host. Want to cry but have no tears.

He seems to have the physique of an accident in the legend... Why did everything happen to him? !

"Meow~ I don't know anything." The cat, who watched Yatengu put the identity of the festival host into Natsume's hands, licked its paw innocently, and meowed.

"...The promise is that I'm just here to find wood to replace the windows..."

"The kid didn't notice you?" Arakawa, who saw Yatengu walking towards Natsume without saying a few words, hurriedly put the fan in his hand and flew away, asked Ootengu very strangely.

"...No, he found me." Datengu shook his head slowly, he didn't miss Yatengu's glance as he was leaving for their direction, but he didn't know why the other party ignored the two of them.

"Maybe... there is some reason we haven't figured out yet..."

"...Arakawa-sama, Ootengu-sama... this..." Then they saw Natsume's mournful face, holding a round fan in his hand like a hot potato.

"...What are you afraid of? The moon will guide you in everything." Daitengu couldn't help laughing when he saw Natsume's panic, and Arakawa couldn't hold back either. He pointed at Natsume's boy and pointed at Daitengu, " At this time, you have to ask Ootengu for advice," Arakawa said with pride, "My Ootengu, he was the host of the first Harvest Moon Festival."

The author has something to say: Yatengu: >///< I saw Otengu-sama!I'm so shy, I don't know if he will scold me for being too ugly!It's better to go back early and inform the clan to welcome him!

Big Tengu: ...Why did Yatengu pretend not to see me?

Arakawa: ...Maybe there is some mysterious reason...

Da Ran smashed: Natsume boy!Accident physique boy!I hope Grandpa Natsume can dance so beautifully after 50 years~2333