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"...You..." Natsume Takashi looked at the woman who was hugging him, because the other party's brilliant eyes and hair color even mistakenly thought that the other party was not a human being, but some kind of monster in the forest.

He blinked his light brown pupils with some doubts, the pair of light brown eyes that had become erect like cats because of being frightened, and the surprised expression on his face didn't even disappear.

"...You are..." He looked at Sira suspiciously, while wondering whether he had ever seen the monster in front of him.

No...compared to youkai...the woman in front of you...seems more like a goblin...

That kind of beautiful and smart...

"Why, the little cat is scared silly?" Noticing that the boy in her arms seemed to be in a daze, Sira couldn't help laughing.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" After realizing that he was being held in the arms of an older woman, Natsume Takashi, who was reserved by nature, immediately turned red from his neck to his entire face.

He moved frantically, hoping to get down from Sira's arms.

"Why did you get lost here?" After Natsume Takashi finally tossed and was put down from her arms by Sira, she looked at the bruises on the boy's cheeks and elbows, and the more she felt that the boy in front of her looked like a A raccoon cat that ran outside to play and came home in a mess is as cute and pitiful as it is.

The loss of Harrow just now was suddenly aroused by this brain, and then he couldn't help but pat the boy's head like a pet.

"I, I originally wanted to cross the trail and go directly to the main road, but I got lost in the forest accidentally..." Natsume Ki opened his mouth, originally intending to tell the truth to the unknown woman in front of him, but his hand was touching himself When I was looking at my pocket, I remembered something and changed my words temporarily.

"That's it..." Silla nodded, and looked at the little cat who couldn't even tell a lie meaningfully. in my arms.

"Now that you are injured like this, it's better to go home and apply medicine as soon as possible, and don't worry the parents." Silla smiled and took the boy's hand, "I'll take you back."

"Eh?" Natsume Takashi raised his head in surprise and looked at the woman holding him in front of him, and it took him a while to realize that the other person should be a human being...

He wanted to reject the other party, but looking at Sira's smiling face, he couldn't express the rejection for some reason, so he could only nod with a blushing face.

"...then I'll trouble you."

"No trouble, I just came to this town to look for relatives, so I still have more time." Silla smiled and looked at the obedient boy who was being held by her, and felt that the boy was so cute.

"Cross this path, and then we will come to the main road. Go straight along this road and you will see my house." Natsume pointed the way to Sira, then quietly lowered her head and followed her The strength of the hand slowly walked forward.

His eyes flicked over the clasped hands of the two.

He had some novel and indescribable feelings.

In his memory, except for the memories that are so far away that they are about to be forgotten, after his parents passed away, he has almost never been walked by anyone holding hands like this.

When he was very young, he was always regarded as a liar by adults and children because he possessed spiritual power and could see things that ordinary people couldn't see. bottle and tossed and turned among relatives, until recently they settled down in the home of the kind-hearted Fujiwara couple.

After growing up, he understood that not everyone can see monsters. In order not to let people discover his special physique and not to be looked at with weird eyes, Natsume Takashi concealed his special ability, and then Live peacefully in Fujiwara's house, and by chance, get Natsume Reiko's "Book of Friends". Name he can drive these monsters to do things for him.

But Natsume, who is kind by nature, does not intend to use the account of friends to imprison the freedom of those monsters, so he intends to return the names of the monsters in the account of friends to them.

This kind of behavior has been cursed countless times by the cat teacher who covets his friend's account and protects his personal safety by his side.

But Natsume still went his own way, taking his insults as a deaf ear.

After all, Mr. Cat is no better than himself.

Sira didn't know what the boy beside her was thinking, she just simply liked the breath of the boy.

The feeling of warmth like a summer breeze made her very emotional.

She had never met a boy with such a clean temperament, let alone in Yokohama where ghosts frequently appeared.

Not to mention the Dazai Osamu who looks clean but is covered in black mud, even Chuya Nakahara, even if the child's mind is pure enough, he is far from as clean as the boy beside him.

She had a very high affection for the boy for no reason.

Maybe it's because the boy looked like a cute kitten when he was frightened, or maybe it was the boy...

It fits well with her eyes.

After all, this is really the only boy who can fall into her arms from the sky.

"Here, this is my home." Natsume walked to the small house with the name "Fujiwara" engraved on it, and told Sira.

He can now quite naturally say that Fujiwara House is his "home".

He has already belonged here.

"Oh, Takashi, what's wrong with you?" Fujiwara Toko, who was drying clothes in the yard, noticed Takashi Natsume who had scratches on her cheeks and arms, and was so frightened that she put down the washbasin in her hand and hurried towards he came running.

"Aunt Toko, I accidentally fell in the woods just now." Facing Fujiwara Toko's worried and reproachful eyes, Takashi Natsume touched the back of his head embarrassingly.

"It was this lady who helped me and sent me back." Takashi Natsume noticed that Toko Fujiwara's puzzled eyes turned to Sira, who was holding his hand, and realized that he hadn't asked Sira about it. name.

Along the way, he just lowered his head quietly and thought about his thoughts, and he didn't expect that Silla beside him didn't say anything.

"Hello, thank you for bringing my child back." Shira let go of Natsume's hand and smiled at Fujiwara Toko.

She could easily see that the lady with the small wrinkles on her cheeks was a generous, gentle and kind lady, and her concern when she watched the boy get hurt could not be faked.

"My name is Natsume Yui."

After she introduced herself with such a smile, she found that the eyes of the two people in front of her suddenly became strange.

"...What's the matter, is it strange that it's my name?" Seeing that the boy and the woman looked at each other in unison after hearing her name, Sira frowned, wondering if it was her name. what is the problem?

Or... what did Aunt Lingzi do before, which made the people here have a deep impression of her?

"No, it's just a coincidence that you and my family's Takashi have the same surname." Fujiwara Toko quickly shook his head and showed a gentle smile again.

"A surname?"

Hearing this, Sira quickly met the young man's face, and the whispers of the little monsters in the forest came back to her ear, "Could it be... are you the grandson of Aunt Lingzi?"

She looked at the boy and asked slowly, still thinking in her heart that it was such a coincidence?

"You know my grandmother?"

When Shira mentioned Natsume Reiko, and she said that she was called Natsume Yui, Natsume Takashi's heart moved, and then he looked at Natsume Yui's expression unconsciously with a little excitement.

Is it a relative?

She said before that she came here to find relatives. Could it be that the relatives she is looking for are herself?

"Oh, what are we doing here, Takashi, you still need to take good care of your wounds!" Fujiwara Toko was the first to react. She heard Sira's name, and after being stunned, she was only happy.

After all, she has also heard about Natsume's previous experience, and she has always been kicked around among relatives like being kicked. Although it is true that a child is a lot of burden for people in the city, but This is not the reason why they abuse Natsume Takashi...

Now I suddenly heard that a person with the same surname as Natsume came all the way to a small country town like them. It didn't look like he was just here for tourism, maybe he was here to find relatives...

Being able to take an injured child out of the forest without asking why and send him home, it is obvious that the woman named Natsume Yui in front of her is also a kind person by nature.

She welcomes such relatives to visit Natsume.

It's just that there was a little anxiety during the welcome. Although there was no problem with the procedures for them to adopt Natsume, the premise was that Natsume Takashi did not have any immediate family members, and distant relatives gave up on adopting him. Natsume was adopted by a distant relative who turned around.

If the lady in front of him intends to adopt Natsume... It stands to reason that they have no way to win over her...

Unaware of the twists and turns in Fujiwara Toko's mind, Sira followed the boy who had become silent since hearing that he had a relationship with Natsume Reiko into Fujiwara's house.

"...Okay, don't mess around anymore during this time!" Fujiwara Toko found out the medicine box that was always kept at home, and after taking care of Natsume Takashi's injury, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, thinking that there was a boy in the family. Children really need to keep this kind of medicine box...

As expected, Guizhi was still a solid boy.

"Then, I'll go prepare some refreshments, Guizhi, and you take Yui upstairs to have a sit."

She smiled and pulled back the long hair that fell to her cheeks, and then smiled and looked at the two people with completely different hair colors but similar faces, as if she was looking at a pair of siblings.

"Ah, that, if you don't mind..." Silla dragged a small suitcase, and found a few boxes of refreshments from it, "This is a special snack I brought from the city where I lived before."

"Oh, this is really..."

After taking the dessert from Sira, Toko Fujiwara looked at her with gentler eyes.

He also deliberately brought some snacks from home, thinking that the other party must have come to see Guizhi with good intentions.

"I'm going to find the tea set that Mr. Zhao Zi collected before. Let's make tea and have some snacks later." She clasped her hands together, looking very happy.

Natsume Takashi took Sira to the upstairs room.

The Fujiwara couple specially prepared a room for him, located in the attic on the second floor, with its own small window, which is well lit.

Although the room is small, Natsume Takashi has a sense of belonging.

He has his own room at home, and he doesn't need to share a room with other children, or even live in a utility room that has been messed up.

"plz follow me."

Natsume opened the shoji that was the door, and a typical Japanese-style hut came into Shira's eyes.

The wind chimes hanging on the window sill, the desk in the corner of the room, the small table in the center of the room, and the posters of the bands that typical boys like on the walls of the room...

Natsume Takashi is like an ordinary child, living in an ordinary home.

Shira nodded, followed Natsume Takashi into the room with a smile.

"Then, may I ask you..." Sitting face to face behind the small round table, Natsume Takashi looked at the woman in front of him, who had long orange-red hair mixed with half-gray, azure blue eyes, and looked completely different from himself and his grandmother, and finally couldn't help it. Stop asking about the exit.

"You and my grandmother are..."

"It's a relative." Obviously knowing what Natsume Takashi wanted to confirm, Sira nodded, confirming his question.

"It's just that I'm a bit special. It stands to reason that most of Natsume's family has hair and eyes like yours..."

Silas was interrupted suddenly in the middle of her words.

"Natsume—quickly give me a hand—"

The two reflexively looked towards the source of the sound. The window was wide open, and a bird slowly protruded from the edge of the window...

White jiojio?

Then a fat cat head with a delicate appearance that made Sira suspect that the pottery clay of some store was broken slowly rose up from under the window.