Fuyuki Canteen

The Wandering Gods and the Firefly Forest and the Book of Friends.

Natsume Takashi walked up the mountain with a bag.

Madara followed him, slowly climbing the long stone steps of the mountain road together, shaking his ears and flicking his short tail from time to time.

The boy with light straw-colored and shattered hair walked somewhere, stopped, exhaled, covered his forehead with his hands and raised his face to look at the sky between the leaves.

The thick green leaves rustled in the wind, and pale golden sunlight leaked from them, illuminating his dark brown pupils.

The weather is really nice today.

Natsume, who was thinking like this, stared at the blue and vast sky, and his mood became brighter.

He continued to walk, and his destination was the depths of the mountain.

When passing through the old vermilion torii, he took out a five-yen coin from his pocket, put it in his palm, closed his eyes and prayed softly before crossing.

It was like passing through an invisible barrier.

In the world behind the torii, the atmosphere changes quietly.

Natsume has powerful spiritual power and is very sensitive to these.

He had gotten used to the feeling of being peeped out of the darkness by many pairs of invisible eyes.

There was no panicked reaction, no life-threatening flight.

Holding the five yuan coin in his hand, he still walked forward with peace of mind.

Walking in this forest where countless existences invisible to normal humans are hidden.

What he wants to meet is someone who makes him fearless.

After walking a certain distance on the path in the forest, Natsume finally saw the exit.

He walked towards the open and bright land, the rough soil under his feet gradually transformed into the unique softness of fresh grass the moment he stepped in.

What greets the eye is an open meadow and a small sparkling lake reflecting the blue sky.

The meadow by the lake was deserted.

Natsume was not flustered, but just realized something, stepped lightly across the light green grass, and came to the thick shade cast by an old tree by a certain lake.

Sure enough, there was a boy in a white shirt lying down on the ground to rest.

His clothes are simple and simple, his body is slender, but his limbs have the slenderness of a teenager. He looks about the same size and age as Natsume himself.On his face was a fox mask painted in white with a red background, and his silver-white hair was slightly moving in the breeze, and the whole person was enveloped in an extraordinarily peaceful atmosphere.

At times like this, it always feels like he is about to disappear into the daylight.

Natsume looked at him silently for a few seconds, and after confirming that the silver-haired boy was indeed in a deep sleep, he looked up.

On the branch of the old tree, sat a young man in a dark kimono.

He leaned against the tree trunk with his arms folded, his skin covered in the shadow of the tree and the shattered sunlight was pale, his black hair was tied into a ponytail behind his head, and he seemed to be taking a nap with his eyes closed.

But when Natsume looked up at him, he accurately opened those cold and penetrating ice blue pupils, and met Natsume's gaze.

Sure enough, he was there too.

Natsume smiled softly at the boy.

He took the bag in the master's hand, shook it to signal to the boy, and because he cared about someone who was still taking a nap, he asked in the smallest voice he could:

"...Yato, long time no see. How long has Gin been asleep?"

The boy known as "Yato" heard Natsume's words without hindrance.

He didn't say anything, just nodded his head slightly, got up and jumped down from the high branch lightly.When the clogs touched the grass, there was no sound at all.

So Natsume handed the bag containing the bento box to Yato's hand, and signaled the young god to watch out for the food not to be stolen by the cat teacher who came with him, then walked up to Gin's head, and knelt down silently.

The white fox mask is cute and funny.

Combined with the atmosphere around the silver-haired boy, it is easy to be mistaken for a monster or an elf-like existence.

Natsume also had this kind of misunderstanding when he first met Yin, but he can't make a mistake now.

Silver is human.

He put his hands on both sides of the mask, and gently lifted the fox mask.

The breeze blew on the delicate face of the silver-haired boy.Soon, those pale eyes opened.

"Silver. Welcome back."

Xia Mu said with a smile.

"Guizhi..."

The silver-haired boy rubbed the corners of his eyes and murmured, "It's so early today. Is Yato awake?"

"Yato has woken up." Natsume blinked, looking down at Gin's face that just woke up from top to bottom made him feel a little novel, "Today I brought Aunt Tako's new dishes, do you want to try it? ?”

Under the shade of the trees by the lake, a small dinner party for three people and one cat is going on as usual.

Gin put the mask on his face at an angle, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the egg roll in the bento box that Natsume had opened.Madara lay on his folded knees, sunburned lazily by the afternoon sun, and from time to time asked for silver pickles for him to eat.

Silver has a very good temper, he smiles lightly and obediently feeds Madara, and sometimes rubs Madara's fluffy head. He always likes small animals, and even big monsters like Ruban are gentler to him.

Natsume was a little helpless, so he had no choice but to hold an egg roll and hand it to Yato, who was kneeling beside him and didn't speak much or move his chopsticks.

"Yato, let's try one. Aunt Tako specially made sweet egg rolls, and asked about your taste, and added some honey."

Yato stared at the egg roll with ice blue eyes for a few seconds, then silently picked it up and ate it.

The cheeks were bulging during the chewing process, which looked cute, but there was still no special expression on the face, let alone joking as before, being the one who could liven up the atmosphere the most among the three.

Yato is in a bit of a low mood today.

Natsume watched his performance quietly, feeling worried in his heart.

Favorite snacks are no longer intriguing.

And this outfit, still empty-handed, did he go there again?

After a while, the food in the bento box was emptied.

Yin praised Aunt Toko's craftsmanship, and Natsume smiled and said that he would take his thanks back and tell her. Yato remained silent, only echoing occasionally, with a forced smile on his face.

The three chatted for a while as usual.The main thing is to talk about what I have seen and heard recently, to relieve the boredom of Yin who is nested in the deep mountains.

Natsume talked about the monsters he met recently and the events he encountered because of the account of friends. Madara, who was touched by Yin, boasted from time to time. Yato also talked about some strange commissions he had received recently. easy.

The conversation among friends was not over until Natsume noticed the sun fading to the west and stood up to say goodbye to Silver.

Yato was silent, and said "I'll take you down".

Silver stood behind them, smiling and waving goodbye.

Natsume nodded and said that he would come again, so he picked up the empty bento box and went down the mountain with Yato.

They crossed the uneven forest path and walked on the long stone steps.

There were many shadows from the trees, and the cheerfulness that appeared on Yato's face finally dissipated, turning back to the original silence and indifference.

He seemed to be thinking about something, his beautiful ice blue eyes were dimmed, and he was silent.But most of the ghosts who were still peeping at Natsume in the bushes, whether they liked it or disliked it, had dispersed.

Although the young god didn't hold a divine weapon, his intimidating aura was enough to make the thing on the other side retreat.

What's more, Yato's reputation doesn't seem to be very good.

A monster can smell the blood on him.

Madara also told Natsume that if it is not necessary, try not to associate with Yato.

The monster's nose can smell the bloody smell on that kid's body. Although he seems to be doing serious business on weekdays, he is indeed a misfortune, and he still hides this from you.I said that if you get along with him again, maybe one day you will be beheaded by this unreliable god... I don't want to let my friend get into trouble like this!

Regardless of Mr. Cat's textbook-like hard mouth and soft heart, what he does say is the truth.

But Natsume recalled his acquaintance with Yato, and he couldn't connect the "Waitatsu God" in Madara's mouth with Yato.

It was a day being chased by monsters.What is different from usual is that at the critical moment of life and death, a young god in sportswear descended from the sky with a sharp blade in his hand. The bright light of the blade that sliced ​​through the huge body is still firmly in Natsume's heart, that is the god in his mind look like.

The young god landed in front of him, smiled cheerfully and reliably, and asked for five yen as a reward.

It was then that Natsume became attached to him.

After summoning Yato more and more and being helped by him, the bond between them deepened.

Yato appears more and more in his life, and the two will also go to see Yin together.

However, when Mr. Cat met Yato for the first time, he gave advice to Natsume, and the truth hidden behind Yato's cheerfulness.

Every time Yato appeared in a dark kimono with his hair tied up, his expression would become sombre and stern.Madara will tell Natsume at this time that the bloody smell on Yato's body has become stronger again.

The kid went to kill again.Of course, it is also to fulfill the wishes of others.

God is such a sad creature.

The big monster sighed.

Natsume, who could see the reluctance in Yato's heart, asked the reason inexplicably. Madara pondered for a long time, and told him that because he didn't want to disappear, he didn't want to be forgotten.

Only then did Natsume know that the existence of gods is actually much more fragile than imagined.

Gods that rely on fate, if they meet fickle believers, their existence may be shorter than a human lifetime.

Because of this, Natsume has always refused to follow the advice of Mr. Kitty to leave Yato.

While having Yato as a friend, he has a small, selfish desire that is the reason he remains a wandering worshiper of a nameless god.

Because I still remember him.

I hope he doesn't have to disappear as long as I remember him.

In front of you is the vermilion torii gate.

Although it is said to be vermilion, after years of baptism, the color has become very old, and the red color on the lacquer has almost peeled off.

Once you cross that boundary, you will return to the world beyond the mountain.

Natsume stopped in front of the torii gate.

He spread his right palm towards Yato, who also stopped and looked at him incomprehensibly.

The five-yen coin that had been tightly held in the palm of his hand before was displayed in front of the eyes of the young god.

"This is for today." Natsume smiled softly. What he didn't know was that his smile had the power to almost heal people's hearts. Shall we go to dinner together?"

The author has something to say:

My favorite Book of Friends x Noragami x Firefly Forest collaboration chapter starts!

Book of Friends and Firefly Forest are written by the same author, that is to say, Natsume and Gin are the same mother.

Yato is also my favorite character.The plot here hasn't started yet, and he hasn't met Yukine and Hiyori yet~

Here's the bad news.

It will be broken tomorrow.I have to go out of town for personal reasons, and a lot of time and energy will be wasted on the road throughout the day. I am seriously motion sick and can't code on the car. Forgive me.

If there are no accidents, I will double update the day after tomorrow, thank you everyone.