[Natsume] When the sun shines

Starting today, my name is Kitano Mu.

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"I really don't know why that annoying guy..."

"Sister Kitano must also hate her, she must be just teasing her..."

"But Kitano sister still taught her to write..."

"That nasty monster."

When I heard these words, I was squinting to see the warm sunshine in winter that casts soft yellow shadows from the gaps in the dry branches, hugging the cool hot water bottle, and listening to those cursing or annoying complaints.

Kitano... sister?

I slowly closed my eyes, feeling the soft feeling of the sun shining on my face, but subconsciously groped the ground with my hand, feeling the hard touch, I smiled slightly.

When I opened my eyes, I was already holding a small dead branch in my hand. It should have fallen from the tree. Maybe some winter-loving bird scratched it off with its claws, or maybe it couldn’t stand midnight. Cold wind, wanting to return home——

Put the hot water bottle close to my chest, even if it has no temperature, I will still feel a little warmth, like that monster without eyes, in the lonely midnight, telling the tenderness of weeping blood through the black holes in the eyes.

I lowered my head, feeling the softness of the soft hair brushing against my forehead, while writing the girl's name stroke by stroke on the ground with a dead branch in my hand——

"North, wild, pure." I muttered, "North, wild, pure."

I practice my handwriting very seriously, especially these three words. Every night when I can’t sleep, I will run to the yard, and while listening to the lonely tone of the night wind blowing the dead wood, I will carefully describe these three words on the ground. Every stroke and every stroke of a character.

My wrists are very strong. I don’t know if it’s because of the fact that I’m a “monster”. I can see farther and have more strength than ordinary people, but I can eat less than ordinary people.

Maybe it's a monster.

But that girl smiled at me with those dark blue eyes, and said to me, "That's why Mu Mu can write such beautiful characters."

At that time, I will feel lucky, it's great to be a monster.

"Mu Mu, what are you doing?"

Just as she was thinking, the girl's voice rang next to her ear, with a vigor like sunshine, "Huh? Writing? Let me see... Mumu's writing is so beautiful, can she write her own name?" ?”

I feel my face is a little hot, it must be too hot from the sun.I held the branches and slowly scribbled on the ground, but carefully avoided the three beautifully written characters, "...No, no...no, yes, but..."

However, the writing is not good at all.

"Write it to me, okay?"

I lowered my head, couldn't see her face, and didn't dare to look at her. I held the branch and said, "...OK."

No matter what I say, I will not refuse.

Because this is the first touch of kindness given to me by human beings.

I carefully wrote the neat and beautiful "北野" on the ground, and then hesitated.

"Why don't you write anymore?" She touched my head, and her warm palm carried the temperature of the sun. I pursed my lips, lowered my head even lower, and wrote a very ugly, distorted letter on the ground. The "mu".

I have written very seriously.

For some reason, I felt the urge to cry.The writing is so ugly, it doesn't deserve such a beautiful surname at all.

Kitano Jun seemed to be smiling, she squatted down, "It's not so hard...it should be like this."

She took my hand, took the dead branch, and wrote a neat and beautiful "Mu" on the ground stroke by stroke.

"Mu like the spring breeze should make people feel warm, like sunshine." She put down my hand, looked at me and smiled, "So, don't you always have a mournful face... or no expression, you You should smile more, that will make you feel like a spring breeze."

When she said that, her dark blue eyes were shining beautifully, which made me dazed for a moment.

I never knew that this name given by the monster could have such a beautiful explanation.

"But..." I looked at her and listened to my own voice—

"Kitano... won't you be afraid of me?"

I was afraid and didn't dare to call out that sister.But she patted me on the head, "Really, so unfamiliar, called elder sister. Um... If you are afraid, elder sister will not be afraid of her relatives."

I looked down at my somewhat worn-out cotton shoes, but the corners of my mouth couldn't help but curl up.

You see, so happy.

It's as unreal as a bubble, and even, it breaks when you touch it.

"Sister." I heard me yell, and the dead branches were squeezed tightly in my hands. "Recently, the orphanage has lost a few children. I'm a little scared."

It is true that there are a few children missing in the orphanage, but the aunts in the orphanage did not take care of them, and kept their eyes on them, as if they had never appeared before.

True indifference.

It seems that it started with the two plant children whose souls were eaten.

In the beginning, the two children disappeared, and I drove the monster away.But after that... probably, no one will go missing anymore.

Last night I asked the mouse ghost hiding in the corner of my house. It seemed to be very afraid of me. I didn’t ask anything because I was trembling. I just knew that the monster with black eyes and holes would never come again after it left. never came back.

... To be honest, when I heard this answer, even if I told myself that I didn't mind anything, I still felt a little disappointed.

Are you really not coming back?

"Don't be afraid." Kitano Jun's voice was light and light, her hand was still on my head, it felt very warm, "There is nothing to be afraid of, my sister is here."

"……kindness."

Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of. Since Kitano came here, no one has bullied me.

"It hasn't snowed yet this year." She rubbed my hair. "It's almost Chinese New Year, maybe it will fall. At that time, there will be beautiful fireworks and delicious food."

I was silent for a while, then slowly laughed, "Well, yes."

What does it feel like to sit alone on the bed and watch the fireworks outside the window?

It was an uncomfortable feeling, watching the beautiful fireworks display like a short-lived epiphyllum in the star-studded night sky, I always wanted to say something, do something, but when I came back to my senses, there was a person beside me who could talk None of the people.

Later I knew that the original feeling was called loneliness.

The loneliness that penetrates the bone marrow.

Now, is it finally possible?

Can I finally use smiles and appreciation, talk and listen, to appreciate the beautiful fireworks?

I looked up at her, squinting my eyes, "I'm going to have a good year, it's going to be the best year of my life."

She was also laughing and touching my hair, but besides the smile in those dark blue eyes, there was something more, deeper, and more... darkness that I couldn't see clearly.

But at that time, I only saw the beautiful dark blue color smudged by the sun, and the faint smile drawn on the corner of her mouth, like a gentle knife, only the moment it stabs into the chest, will the pain be piercing. Yes, Gentle Knife.

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"Sir, please buy a flower."

The winter night was very cold, I was wearing what I thought was the best and warmest clothes, and I was selling a basket of roses.

Sneaking out of the warehouse in the backyard secretly, through the introduction of the mouse spirit, I found a small flower shop that hired child labor to sell flowers.

The owner of that flower shop is a monster. I saw it at a glance. She is a beautiful female flower spirit, wearing a beautiful knitted hat on her head, embroidered with a blue silk flower, and wearing a tight blue dress. Pao——according to the rat's complaint, that dress was a cheongsam made by it in imitation of a distant oriental country.

Therefore, her figure is even more enchanting and beautiful.

At that time, she held a cigarette with her pale fingers, and the curling smoke rose into a beautiful mist amidst the bright purples and reds. I saw her intoxicating eyes with a hazy light, and she glanced at me lightly, "Why? come here?"

What did I say at that time?

"I want money."

I just looked up at her, and pointed to the beautiful bunch of flowers among the green leaves like stars, "Or, those flowers."

"It's full of stars." She smiled, and the end of her smoky eyes raised slightly, "The kid is very discerning, and that is a very meaningful tweed."

"I want it." I said seriously.

Those dark blue eyes are like the night sky.

The name Mantianxing is also surprisingly nice.

"A hundred roses, a bunch of stars." She raised her beautiful fingers and narrowed her eyes lazily, "How is it? I am extremely fair here."

"...Fifty flowers." I felt a sense of being cheated.

"Oh, what a nasty child." She protested meaninglessly, and then smiled again, "Then fifty flowers."

Until I left the flower shop with a basket of roses in my arms, I still had the illusion that I had been cheated.

"Miss, let's buy a bunch of flowers."

Squares, alleys, clothing store entrances, I walked slowly through this bustling and empty city, watching couples of people dressed in luxury or plain clothes took roses from my hands and gave them to their lovers——

Flowers are really a romantic thing. When I was young, I had a clear understanding of flowers for the first time.

It is precisely because of these flowers that I seem to see some beauty of "love" among human beings.

"I want a good-looking greenhouse."

Not far away, there was a woman whispering softly, a woman in a seductive dress put her arms around a man's neck, "I have a family, a child, and you, okay?"

I took the flowers and wanted to walk in that direction, but when I saw the person involved, I was stunned.

That... from the flower shop, a monster?

It was still the tight and beautiful blue cheongsam, outlining her beautiful and enchanting figure. Looking at the design from the side slits to the heels of the legs, I felt...

...it's beautiful.

I still have the last few roses in my hands.

The monster obviously saw me too, she smiled at me enchantingly, and then, as if it wasn't enough to shock my brain, she raised her head and kissed the man's lips.

That man is very handsome, and I think... well worthy of her.

Every monster who enters the world has some feelings that can be said or can't be said.

The monster in front of me may be just a story that I will tell someone who understands her after making up.At least for now, she is in this story, addicted to it.

A monster falling in love with a human can only be an unspeakable tragedy, no matter the process is beautiful or sad, lonely or comforting.It doesn't matter whether you deserve it or not, after all, it's just a tragedy.

I walked over slowly and looked up at them, "Uncle, buy a rose, if you can't give it to my sister's greenhouse, then send a flower."

The flower essence stopped her lingering kiss, and looked down at me with very unfriendly eyes.

I can even see the deep malice in those eyes.

That's right, uncle and sister are really not of the same generation.

The man smiled, he bent his eyes, gently rubbed the florist's hair, and took all the remaining roses from my flower basket, "There are nine roses, what a little angel."

It is thanks to his words that he can boast that a little girl in ragged clothes is an angel.

I despise him somewhat.But I'm only in charge of selling flowers and collecting money, so it's fine to complain about the character of the customers.

"Today is New Year's Eve, why do you come out to sell flowers?" He asked me casually when paying.

"Because there is someone important to me." I smiled, and the starry night sky began to be filled with fireworks. "So, I also want to use my first pot of money to buy a bunch of flowers for my important person."

It is full of stars, such a beautiful and beautiful flower.

When I left, I could still hear the man whispering softly to the monster, "What a lovely child, our child will be like this too, with a beautiful greenhouse, lovely child, and you With me."

The sky full of fireworks bloomed into a beautiful background. I took the basket and ran towards the flower shop. It was the first time I started, so I looked forward to it.

Will she smile happily when receiving the baby's breath?

The author has something to say: This is a fat chapter_(:з」∠)_

... well, the transition chapter is not cute at all

There is one more chapter to solve the past, please wait patiently_(:з」∠)_

☆, desolate X betrayal