Blade of the Sky

Watching the second winding child mill disappear into my flames, I closed my eyes with relief, and the last thing I saw was the figure of Mr. Undead Chuan rushing towards me.

Consciousness entered the darkness, and when I opened my eyes again, I was already in the familiar dream.

But this time the dream was a little different, the big tree seemed to have grown several times, and I could no longer see the top of the tree when I looked up from the lowest end, and the changes were more than that, and——

Standing in front of me holding a book, who seems to be over half a century old, with red hair, neatly dressed in a black dress, with a cane in one hand, and the original book with the original comics of Ghost Slayer in the other hand .

"You... okay? Excuse me, are you..." I looked at the big living person who appeared in my dream for the first time in a daze, then greeted him politely, and looked at him from the corner of my eye after I finished speaking. Looking around, I didn’t find the three-coloured cat that I often see in my dreams, so I asked him, “Um…have you seen a three-coloured cat? The main color is orange…”

The old gentleman on the opposite side patiently answered my questions one by one: "I am Natsume Soseki, and the three-coloured cat from before... is also here."

After listening to him, I performed a pupil quake perfectly.

That three-flowered cat is the Mr. Natsume in front of me? ?What is this scenario?Did the cat in the dream suddenly become a living person? ?

While thinking this way, I suddenly recalled my behavior of happily pawing cats in the previous dreams, and now I substituted it into this very serious Mr. Natsume...

I performed a pupil quake perfectly again, and then coughed a few times in disguise with Mr. Natsume who seemed to think so on the opposite side, and then selectively forgot about it at the same time, neither of us thought it had happened.

"Cough... that." Looking at Mr. Natsume who was standing opposite me and staring blankly at me, I said, "Do you know what's going on?"

To be honest, I am very confused now. I have a lot of doubts about this Mr. Natsume who suddenly appeared in my dream, who has nothing to do with me and has never been in contact with me.

In a short communication with him, I realized that this is not the person I imagined in my dream, but a real person from the "outside". Maybe he can know something.

such as--

my dream,

How did the tree in the dream and the book appear,

How did he come to my dream,

What makes me have such a dream?

………………

There are many questions, many, many, and I need someone to answer them for me.

As I expected, Mr. Natsume hesitated for a while and then said: "I...can answer you one by one, maybe...you must know these things."

"Yes." I replied.

"Go and sit under the tree, let me explain it with you." Mr. Natsume nodded and made this proposal.

I came under the tree with him and sat side by side. Mr. Natsume handed me the book he had been holding in his hand after we both sat down. After I took the book, I raised my head and met his eyes in doubt His gaze signaled that I was waiting for his next words.

Mr. Natsume, who received my puzzled gaze, turned his head to look into the distance and began to answer my questions for me:

Mr. Natsume is not from the Ghost Slayer world. He lives in a city with the same name as me in the first world—Yokohama.

In his world, there is a supernatural ability system with a breathing method different from that of the Ghost Slayer world, and what maintains that world is the existence that is pursued by many forces and is similar to the world consciousness—that is, the one in my dream This book".

This "book" is blank, in which parallel worlds can be glimpsed, and words that can cause changes in reality, history, or the future can also be written down.

And as the "most powerful person", he happened to have a few pages in his hand, and then one day, he inexplicably entered this dream after falling asleep.

The strange thing is that those few pages suddenly turned into a whole book, and he can only maintain the appearance of a cat, and it is only recently that he can become a human.

After meeting me in a dream, and then I left, the "book" that turned into a comic book became blank in an instant, and then small black characters gradually appeared on it——

It is the "book" that communicates with him again.

Then he knew things about me and things about him.

At this point, Mr. Natsume did not elaborate on what the "book" said to him, but just motioned for me to open the book in my hand.

After digesting the information that refreshed the world view, I opened the book under Mr. Natsume's instructions. In an instant, the original manga pattern disappeared, and the page became blank. Then, words slowly emerged on it.

[Hello. ]

It's saying hello to me.

"Hi." I replied.

[Phew... I finally waited for this day, and I really need the help of the media to meet you. ]

It sighed very consciously.

"Hmm... sorry, I probably don't understand what you're saying." I said.

[It’s okay if you don’t understand, as long as we can talk now!Shenliu, you... really want to know all of this, not only everything about this dream, but also the reason why you traveled twice.I'll answer them all for you, but... before I do that, I want to ask you a question: Do you remember me?Shenliu...ah no, Xiaoxin. ]

Eh?

Holding the book, I froze in place, my eyes were completely attracted by the last two words.

Xiaoxin...

Xiaoxin...

This is such a long-standing name...

The dust-sealed deeper memory was opened——

This is my nickname in my previous life.

That name that was murmured so intimately by my parents, but I have already forgotten it...

I forgot my original name,

Forgot where I used to live,

Forget the ones who love me, the family and loved ones that I love.

why?

Tears overflowed my eyes in an instant, and all the grievances and grief accumulated for more than ten years burst out at this moment. I burst into tears, and Mr. Natsume seemed to be shocked by the side, and then he was very anxious looked at me and asked me what happened.

I just kept crying.

I want to vent out all the grief I have had for almost 20 years.

What am I forgetting?

What have I lost?

What did I throw away?

I asked myself this in my heart.

By the way... on the day of crossing, it was my birthday. Before I stepped into the house, I saw a big birthday cake prepared for me. I was very happy sitting at the table waiting for my parents. Now I... already Forgot what they looked like.

suddenly.

I remembered my school and the classmates I liked,

I remember my parents and those who loved me,

I remembered the apartment where I, my parents, and our family of three lived happily for more than ten years.

I remembered the flowers my mother planted in pots on the small balcony,

I remembered the community garden downstairs of the apartment, where there are amiable neighbors and friends every day,

as well as……

Cat.

I suddenly remembered and remembered everything.

"Is it...you? Shushu?" I looked at the "book" and said.

Shu Shu is a pure white kitten I picked up in the community when I was ten years old. Because there are many cats and it feels very comfortable to touch, I named it Shu Shu... It turns out that my naming level at that time was just It sucks.

Thinking of this, I smiled wryly.

I still remember... At that time, my mother stood beside me and looked at me, and suggested jokingly: "Since it feels comfortable to the touch, I named it Shushu, so why not call it Shuangshuang? It feels so cool to the touch. It’s okay.” At that time, I was almost fooled into changing its name.

So in that year, our family of three added a fourth member.

Shu Shu is different from ordinary cats - not because of her appearance, but because she is too smart and can perform many human-like behaviors.

During the period when I had a severe second illness, I even thought it was a human in cat skin.

Then, until now, my guess has come true—there is something wrong with Shu Shu, it is a higher existence than human beings, it is a "book".

[That year, my world’s supernatural power fluctuated and a part of me was squeezed out into your world, which was at a higher latitude than ours. I was blown into a cat’s body by a different dimension wave, and just When I was dying, you and my mother showed up.You brought me home, you saved me.But at that time, it was all my fault that I didn’t understand the side effects of crossing different dimensions. You, who had the most contact with me, were contaminated with the breath of another world. Then, when some energy fluctuations in your world were disturbed, you were accidentally brought to Come in my world.This is also the reason for the World of Ghost Slayer in the second wearer, maybe... you will travel to various places in the future... there is no end to it...]

I looked at this long paragraph of text in silence, the tears on my cheeks had dried up, but I was still sobbing, maybe it was the first time in so long that I cried so intensely that I couldn't get back the emotion.

"In other words...it's because of you that I'm allowed to do this."

[Yes... Sorry Xiaoxin, this dream is also your body. I immediately created a shell for you after you entered here by mistake, which is your current body to protect your soul, your soul It is a higher-dimensional existence than our world. If you use your original body... the consequences will be unimaginable... The tree here is your vitality, and the "person" in the bud you met in it is you Your soul, but what is stored in the tree is your memory and your power, such as the dead flame that wraps around the bud... I'm sorry...you, you will blame me. ]

It uses declarative sentences.

"...Yes, of course I would blame you, if it weren't for you, how could I be like this...but I blame you for this, everything has happened...I already have a new bond...I... I won't hesitate any more..." I looked up at the blue sky halfway and said, then took a long, slow breath and continued, "You can switch back to the comics...I want to see what they went through afterwards."

Bowing his head again is like a cartoon pattern.

I skim through the whole book quickly.

The past is also the past,

More and more will be the future.

Right now, a plan is slowly forming in the back of my mind.

The author has something to say:

Don't panic, don't panic, the ending he

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