I'm domineering in Yokohama

"Onmyoji?"

Little cutie has never heard of this term.

Si explained to her what she knew: "Onmyoji can understand yin and yang, watch the stars to predict disasters, pray for blessings, divination, and use spiritual power spells to drive away ghosts and evil..."

"Excellent humans are good at all, and most onmyojis are only good at one or two of them."

"besides."

"Onmyoji can also sign Shikigami."

"Drive them to help themselves."

He glanced at the aquamarine beast-eyed god guarding the cub, and the power fluctuations emitted by just a ray of projection were so deterrent, he couldn't imagine how powerful he would be if the main body descended.

"you're good."

"It can subdue the gods and become shikigami."

Although she didn't quite understand what the boy said, the cutie could hear that he was praising her for being amazing.

Eyes sparkle.

Seeing that the heavy breath on her body was finally alive again, Si continued: "You can find lost things with Yin Yang."

"The lost name."

"You try to use Yin Yang to get it back?"

Little cute surprise: "Really?!"

She still wanted to know her real name from the bottom of her heart.

The reason why I chose a name that was ten Jinjiang coins long was to find a sense of presence. I subconsciously believed that the "weight" of the name could bring a sense of peace of mind.

It's just that I was happy and down again: "I won't."

Onmyoji, Onmyoji.

These are all nouns that have just been known.

"I know."

Secretary to comfort her.

"The human who inadvertently broke into my place last time was also an onmyoji. I once saw him use the onmyoji technique of finding objects." Si took out a small notebook from his body and flipped through the things recorded earlier.

He tore a blank sheet of paper.

Draw a diagram.

In the middle, write the word [Name].

After all the preparations are done, hand the paper to the cub: "What you are looking for is the name. Say [want to retrieve the name] silently in your heart. If you succeed, it should appear directly on the paper."

The little cutie took the paper.

She closed her eyes and said silently in her heart: my name, I want to get back my real name.

a long time.

Si's surprised voice sounded: "It has appeared."

The little cutie immediately opened her eyes.

There are no words on the paper, only a pattern.

She was a little disappointed: "Did you fail?"

Si shook his head, with the satisfaction and joy of a successful experiment on his face, he pointed to the pattern and said, "We succeeded, and this pattern is your name."

Paused.

He slowly read out a name: "Jasmine, your name is Jasmine."

"Jasmine."

The little cutie shook her head after repeating the name.

A gentle male voice suddenly sounded in his head.

[My surname is Mo, and my name is Jasmine. 】

[The ice posture is light and cold, and the snow spirit is light and light, Gushexian. 】

【My Jasmine is a little fairy. 】

"My name is Jasmine, and I am a little fairy."

Little cutie... No, Jasmine, who had found her real name, felt great joy in her heart.The moment she recovered her name, her heart finally settled down, and she circled around Si with a smile.

Si is also happy for her.

The cub's smile was much prettier than her cry.

He sang.

This time with lyrics, it is a minor tune.

Molly danced.

Si felt that today was really a happy day. After hundreds of years, his heart was filled with joy again.Looking at the cub's pure and happy smile, my long-lonely heart suddenly didn't want her to leave.

If only she stayed.

It must be very happy every day.

"Wow." Jasmine burst into tears again.

Si asked nervously, "Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

He doesn't want her to cry.

Want to see her smile.

Jasmine sat down on the ground, and her feet, which were not wearing shoes and wrapped in white cloth, ooze blood again.Just now I was too happy in my heart to ignore the pain in my body. After paying attention, I felt more and more pain.

"jio hurts."

The Secretary was a little annoyed.

He has no power to heal.

You can only unwrap the blood-oozing cloth strips and re-wrap them again.

Seeing that the boy was more sad than himself, the little cutie felt that it was not so painful.She forced a smile: "Don't be sad, I don't hurt anymore."

Deceiving.

The voices were shaking.

It must still hurt.

Si carefully held the cub in his arms, folded his wings, "It won't hurt when you fall asleep, and the wound will heal when you wake up." He hummed.

This time the sound carried the power of sleep.

Jasmine insisted on talking to him for a few words before falling into a deep sleep.

Look at her sleeping face.

Wipe off the remaining tears on the face.

Si whispered, "I don't want you to go."

When Jasmine woke up, she found that the pain was no longer there.

Not even the wounds.

Monsters have more or less special abilities, and the wounds healed overnight, only when Si healed her with strength while she was sleeping.

"Are you hungry?"

Si fell from the sky and came over holding some fruits.

He didn't say it was fine.

As soon as I was reminded, my stomach immediately gurgled as if I had been hungry for a long time.

Forget about others.

Jasmine reached out and took the biggest fruit and put it in her mouth, it was sweet, juicy and very refreshing.After she ate several fruits in a row, the protest from her stomach was barely suppressed.

Si watched from the side while she was eating.

Occasionally, juicy fruit juice seeps out of her mouth, and she will gently wipe it clean.

Watch her finish one.

Si passed another one at the right time, but saw that the cub's expression suddenly fell, and tears began to overflow from the eyes again.Sad emotions surged up in her again, which made him feel bad too.

"what happened?"

"Where does it still hurt?"

Jasmine shook her head, "I miss Mr. Natsume."

I think of him putting himself on his shoulders to pick the fruit on the tree, the little rabbit apple he peeled, and the little sapling he planted for himself.

"Don't cry."

Si Yusu said eagerly, "After human beings die, they will exist in hell in the form of another soul."

Seeing that the cub was attracted by the topic, he didn't want to cry anymore.

He softened his tone, and said the consolation method he thought of while she was asleep: "Onmyoji can understand Yin and Yang, and you still have a chance to meet him."

"real!"

"Well, really."

Jasmine asked urgently: "I can still see Mr. Xia Mu smiling at me, telling me stories, peeling little rabbit apples for me, cooking for me, kissing me, hugging me..."

She babbled a long list.

Si quietly waited for her to finish, then nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

If his soul still exists.

Just seeing the cub's happy smile and the joyful atmosphere around him, he silently swallowed back the last sentence.

Still prefer her smile.

Although he worked hard to learn human emotions and emotional expression, in fact, because of his own power to control emotions, his heart has always remained calm.

He laughed without joy.

He cries but is not sad.

Sharing the cub's current emotions with strength, his heart was instantly filled with great joy.I feel warm everywhere in my heart, refreshing to the feather tip of each wing.

Want to have it all the time.

Clutching his chest.

Secretary thought.

Still want to keep her here with him.

Knowing that Mr. Natsume is still "living" in another way, Jasmine asked after the excitement and joy in her heart passed, "Si, do you know how to meet Mr. Natsume?"

Si slightly thought about it.

Said: "I want to learn Yin Yang first."

"I just know a little bit."

Still out of curiosity, the onmyoji who visited here thousands of years ago showed him some.Although he doesn't know much about the deeper knowledge, as long as he has an excuse to keep the cub with him, it is enough.

and……

"Then let's start now."

Jasmine was holding a stack of papers about her height in her hand.

Take one and fold it in half first.

Draw half of the paper figure with a pen, and then use small scissors to cut off the excess part along the line.After cutting one piece, I faced the other one, and changed the appearance when I drew the line.

Seven or eight paper figurines were cut in a row.

Unfold the paper.

Ignore the jagged, wavy and jagged edges of the residual.

Some of these paper figurines have round heads, some have square heads, some have pigtails on the sides, and some have different pointed tips.

She arranged the paper figurines neatly one by one.

Stand in the middle by yourself.

The little chubby hands with meaty pits put together a handprint, and chanted loudly: "Move, paper figurine 1234567, Qiuqiu beef tenderloin!"

brush--

The paper man who was lying on the ground suddenly stood up.

"Success!"

"I'm amazing!"

She proudly put her hips on her hips, and those paper figurines also put her hips on her hips.

This scene is quite spectacular.

And Si, who had been quietly watching, praised her with a smile: "Jasmine is very powerful." The words were particularly sincere, and there was no trace of perfunctory or exaggeration.

Looking at the paper figurine who just stood up without any change, the paper figurine transformation technique used by the onmyoji in his memory was not like this.He can make people into paper, and the appearance is no different from that of human beings.

can talk.

You can also communicate.

But don't say that anymore...

She's still young, which is great.

Jasmine happily directed the paper figurines to dance in circles holding hands, and she also joined in dancing with the paper figurines, while Si Ze sang the bgm for them.

Tired of playing with paper figures.

During the break, Jasmine asked on a whim, "If I cut a butterfly, would it fly?"

Si still smiled gently: "You can try."

There is a goal.

Jasmine started to try with great enthusiasm.

Cut a little butterfly first.

Put out your hand and recite the mantra: "Fly up, Butterfly No. [-] machine."

The wings of the paper-cut butterfly fluttered.

Then spread its wings and fly into the air.

"It's flying, it's flying!" Jasmine jumped up excitedly, and then the little bag of melon seeds came up with another idea: "If I cut a big butterfly, can you take me to fly with you?"

Say so.

She started practicing right away.

She cut a big butterfly more like a gourd, and she stood on it and began to chant.After casting the spell, the big gourd... the big butterfly flew up successfully.

It's kind of like an overweight drone.

The flying height is only three meters.

It also looked like it was about to crash at any moment.

But Jasmine was still very happy when she took off with her.She directs the butterfly to fly around slowly (I don't want to get up quickly).

Si also spread his wings to follow.

You can catch her in time to prevent the crash.

"Giggle."

The cub's laughter made the smile on Si's face never disappear.

He hummed.

The flying creatures around them also join their ranks.

Jasmine was even happier.

She flew in the forefront, leading a group of younger brothers in a mighty manner, picking up flowers and sticking grass everywhere.

It stopped after flying for about an hour.

It's not because the novelty of flying is over, she still wants to continue playing, it's just that she has exhausted too much spiritual power and is very tired.

"Continue to play tomorrow..." Jasmine rubbed her eyes and leaned against the boy's arms.

Holding a sleeping cub.

Si hummed to put her mind into a deep sleep.

Touch the cub's chubby face.

He murmured, his voice seemed to be singing, and he repeated: "Tomorrow, continue to play."