[Comprehensive] Bamboo horse is a superpower

Although it was noon, the scorching sun did not invade this dark green scenery, the light golden transparent light revealed a little light from the branches, and the fine dust floated and sank in the faintly visible light, remaining on the dark ground Spots of light.

After all, Kumamoto Prefecture is also a well-known agricultural county. The most important thing in Yahara is the forest.

It is precisely because of this that this land bred so many young monsters.

It is indeed too weak, even the transformation form is invisible to humans, compared to the humans who were shrouded in the shadow of monsters and panic in Heian-kyo thousands of years ago, they are too weak.

That's why Nana was here in Yahara, and didn't take those weak monsters seriously.

Although she can only be regarded as a half-baked onmyoji taught by Lord Qingming, she doesn't regard these monsters as a threat.

However, because of this, when a strange talking white pig appeared here, Nana was very surprised and even had some interesting thoughts.

"You can talk? Are you a monster? But I don't feel a monster in you, um... Is this just your container?" Nana gnawed on the steamed buns while casting her eyes excitedly To the strange creature in the tree.

[This girl who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth!Do you know what she's talking about! 】

As a big monster, Madara didn't really want to pay attention to that troublesome little girl, but he chose to ignore it, shouldn't he be silent and get out quickly? !

But the little girl refused to leave, and even said something that could be called a big monster's taboo.

Containers or something... This is not something that can be said lightly!

Swallowing the last mouthful of steamed buns, Madara licked his paws, squinting his eyes at the little girl below.

[Don't you know?It's more like not being afraid.Tsk, it's really annoying. 】

I don't know how long it has been since the big monster has been underestimated like this—yes, for him, the little girl's reckless disapproval is a contempt for him.

"What are you doing in Yayuan? Little girl, don't think you are an onmyoji and just come here to play wild." Madara jumped down from the tree, looking like a fat three-colored cat, completely unaware of his seriousness and self-conscious threat What a funny expression.

So Nana couldn't help but suddenly laughed, strictly speaking, she can't be blamed.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the hair of the big monster in front of her was blown up, and her eyes became fierce. Nana quickly waved her hands: "No, no, I don't mean anything malicious. I just came to Yayuan for tourism. I didn't know about Yayuan before I came here. It would have been like this—" The monster amusement park said, "It looks like, besides, I'm not an onmyoji, at most I'm a half-baked guy."

Nana squatted down with a smile on her face: "Hmm...Your Excellency, Great Monster, I really don't mean any harm, but...May I ask, have you been domesticated?"

In fact, Nana is really confident, and she doesn't think there is any creature stronger than her in this world except Xiaonan.

"You...... arrogant little girl!"

【Are you underestimating me? ! 】

In the past few years by Natsume Takashi's side, Madara has changed a lot due to the child's good character from a boy to a young man, and he is not irritable. He has the pride of being a big monster. Here, he He wouldn't do anything to humans easily, but the smiling little girl in front of him, who obviously didn't see any strength in her body, made him clamor for danger in his mind.

"Mr. Kitty! What are you doing?" Natsume Takashi, who came from a distance, saw the frightening scene. At this time, he didn't have time to think why the girl opposite seemed a little familiar.

It took a lot of effort to hold the fat cat firmly in his arms, stop it from yelling, and turn his eyes apologetically: "Sorry, it's not... Eh? You, you are, the girl on the light rail!" Natsume Takashi was a little surprised when he recognized the girl opposite.

"Oh, isn't this the good-looking little brother with powerful spiritual power? Is this your cat?" Nana seemed to have no doubts at all because of this scene, and smiled and waved her hands in greeting.

The dream-eating tapir, which was sitting well on her shoulder, also raised its eyelids lazily, much like its seemingly harmless but arrogant master.

Although Madara didn't really want Natsume Takashi to get in touch with this strange and dangerous girl, under the arrangement of Natsume Takashi who disagreed with this and felt that the girl was not a bad person, the two parties still gathered in the small shop Is that—is this what it's called, a friendly talk?

The simple and simple human beings in the countryside-whether it is good intentions or even malice, there is a sense of simplicity.

The unfriendly idea above comes from Nana.

This time it was an interesting encounter with Natsume Takashi's familiar apology as the opening remark.

Maybe it's because of too many times that the obese cat next to him was ignored so many times—it's really ugly, big monster.

"Sure enough, Kazama-san is here to visit Yayuan." The handsome young man with tea hair smiled so gently, and then covered his hand with one hand and shouted aggressively, "This is not the point! Isn't the point that she is an evil onmyoji?" Cat teacher.

Taking a sip of the Ajisen ramen made of thick soup, and then scooping a spoonful of sweet soup into the throat, it is simply a pleasure, Nana eats until the whole person has a halo of happiness: "Yes, I met Natsume-kun is really lucky, hey, can Natsume-kun be my tour guide? Ah, will I bother Natsume-kun too much? Hmm...I always feel that I shouldn’t be called Natsume-kun, it’s more like Is it... Natsume-sensei?"

Maybe the ramen was too delicious, or maybe the fat cat was too hilarious, but Nana ignored the shouting fat cat just like Natsume.

"It's okay, it's completely——I won't bother you, I also think we can call Kazama-san good friends." Natsume Takashi picked up a fried shrimp and stuffed it into Fat Cat's mouth, smiling brightly, "Ahaha, It seems inappropriate to say that, after all, I only have the qualifications to stay in school now, and I can't be a teacher yet, but the teacher is indeed my goal."

"It's absolutely—no problem, Natsume-kun." Nana changed her title graciously, and then gave a thumbs-up, "As long as it's Natsume-kun, there's no problem!"

"Thank you for your good words, Kazama-san."

The smiles of the two people, just based on their appearance, are indeed similar.

Hit it off, two people.

As a gourmet and cooking enthusiast, Nana dare not underestimate a tongue that can be called a gourmet.

Natsume Takashi also felt for the first time that there are girls with such amazing fighting power in eating?

The complaint made by the cat teacher next to him can be said to be very classic: "This is the king of big stomachs!"

But the one who really hides his merits and fame—the nightmare-eating tapir with a stomach full of food lay weakly on Nana's shoulder: "Kouhu! It's me who worked hard! This girl is just trying to taste it!"

A day of pleasant life passed by like this, and the night fell a little early, and the sky darkened in just a while.It's just that the number of people on Temple Street has not decreased but increased, and more small stalls are taking advantage of the night to emit a stronger fragrance.

It's a pity that it's not the summer festival, even in Yahara, there is no fireworks display or anything to watch, and Natsume Takashi feels a little regretful about this.

"During the summer festival, Kazama-san can bring friends to see it, it's definitely a worthwhile trip!" Natsume Takashi smiled softly while hugging the cat that died at first glance.

"Ah, it's okay, next time...there will always be a next time." Nana scratched the dream-eating tapir's round, soft belly on her shoulder, and smiled.

"Ah, it's a pity that it's not winter yet, and the hot springs here are also very famous. Now, maybe the homestay will feel better."

So in the end, Nana stayed in a nice-looking homestay that night, and saw some people in comfortable bathrobes chatting in twos and threes, and the orange-red lights were smudged, which seemed particularly warm.

Natsume Takashi couldn't continue to play with Nana the next day. After all, it was a rare holiday to come back home to visit the elderly. Nana also kindly agreed to play together again when she had time. After all, her time in Yahara was not enough. It will be short—even if she wasn't very interested at first, but now she does have a great interest in this place.

But despite this, the caring Natsume Takashi prepared a local travel guide for Nana overnight and sent it to the exchange line.

There was also a conversation that Nana didn't know about that night.

"Natsume, that girl is not a good person, I feel a dark aura in her." Teacher Cat said vaguely.

Under the light, it is really like a dedicated teacher writing lesson plans, Natsume Takashi smiled gently, the most sincere tenderness in the smile that has never changed since childhood: "It's okay, Kazama-san, she, A good boy."

He believes in her, no matter how many setbacks and sufferings, she will face the rising sun one day.