Natsume's Little Mister

Yayuan, this familiar yet unfamiliar name, was the last safe haven waiting for him after he was sent to the fence, wandering, and scarred. Although it was not prosperous, it gave him a stable home.

"Aunt Tazi, Uncle Zi, are you alright?" Natsume murmured in his heart.

"As long as Natsume-sensei is willing to hold a signing event, we will listen to you on the location." Editor Aoki's excited voice recalled Natsume's thoughts.

Natsume Takashi rubbed the center of his brows, his face was tired, he stayed up all night and blew the wind all night, feeling a little weak in his body.

Suppressing the discomfort in his body, he asked:

"When will the booklet come out?"

Editor Aoki corrected his attitude immediately when talking about the business, lifted his glasses, thought for a while, and said very professionally:

"This weekend, the latest issue of "Asuka" will release the ending of Natsume-sensei. In order to keep up with the popularity, the booklet will be released soon. The president intends to start selling it next week and weekend, and is already coordinating publication and other matters. If the teacher decides to sign It can be held together with the new book launch next Saturday."

"Natsume-sensei, do you see?"

Hearing this, Natsume clenched her phone tightly, feeling bewildered, nervous and looking forward to it.

After what happened last night, he knows that there are many readers who like him and support him. He wants to give something back, and also wants to test whether his idea is correct. Holding a signing event is the most suitable way he can think of now. .

But... Natsume hesitated.

I really saw him, will the readers be disappointed with him?

He is neither the middle-aged man who is refined and full of poetic theory in readers' minds, nor is he a talented and enterprising young writer, he is just an ordinary teenager.

Will they like him?Natsume asked himself.

Editor Aoki on the other end of the phone held his breath, waiting for Natsume to make a decision.

In his heart, Natsume-sensei is so kind, and even looks elegant and attractive, the kind who can go on stage and be an idol, but has been hiding behind the scenes, which made him feel sorry for a long time.

Now he has finally waited for this day, when the treasures he has collected for a long time can finally be shown to everyone, so that the world can appreciate his beauty. No one except him can feel the tension and excitement.

Editor Aoki's heart was pounding like it was about to burst.

On the other side of the phone, Natsume didn't expect his editor to be so excited. After he pondered, he solemnly said to Editor Aoki:

"Editor Aoki, please, I will hold a book signing in Yahara next Saturday."

After finishing speaking, the hesitation in his heart was swept away, replaced by the joy of meeting the readers, flowing out of his heart like a gurgling spring.

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After hanging up the phone, Natsume sat in front of the desk and breathed a sigh of relief, the discomfort that he had suppressed during the call came back again.

He coughed for a while with his coat folded, his body went cold and hot.

Sensing that something was wrong, Mr. Cat jumped onto the table and stretched out his fluffy plum blossom claws to rest on Natsume's hot forehead.

"Natsu."

"What's wrong?" Natsume asked casually, lowering the corners of his eyes.

"You have a fever. In another world, you still seem to be so delicate and weak, and you are more likely to get sick than your human little girls."

"Teacher!" A flash of embarrassment flashed across Natsume's face, and a backhand Natsume's face-breaking fist landed on the head of Teacher Cat.

"I'm weak because you don't know why."

"Of course I know. You are so weak because your spiritual power is strong and your body can't bear it. But you are a magician here, so you didn't think of a way to strengthen it?"

Madara changed into his original form, biting Natsume with his mouth, but let Natsume lean against him considerately in his actions, and surrounded him with his big snow-white tail.

The corner of Natsume's mouth hooked down, and he leaned back against Madara Nuan Huhu's furry body.

"Of course I did. It's just that my ability system is too complicated to be of much use." He frowned slightly and replied.

"Really?" Madara looked at her, her fox eyes narrowed, feeling that things were not that simple.

Natsume buried her face in the gorgeous fur, and responded muffled.

The actual situation is much more complicated than what he said——

The "safe haven" has been open all the time, which is equivalent to opening a floodgate in his body, opening the gate to release water all the time, the daily nightmares make him sleep poorly, and the real injury manifests in the dream, There are also many reasons such as his own fragile physique, etc., like a mess that can't be figured out.

He didn't want Teacher Cat to worry about him.

I also don't want Mr. Cat to know that his life is not as good as he imagined.

In his opinion, it is only natural that those who are capable work harder, the taller they stand, the heavier the burden they bear, and he is willing to help everyone.

How much does Madara know Natsume?

Knows much better than Natsume himself.

But in the end, he still didn't pick out Xia Mu's careful thoughts, but let him hide it.

He is a monster, and it is his instinct to see the weakness in Natsume's heart, and Natsume can't hide it from him for long.

Natsume must be clear about this matter, but the two of them tacitly did not mention it.

"Tsk, little human brat." Madara murmured silently in her heart.

"Then I'll take you to the hospital." He said in a muffled voice.

The figure changed again, and a white-haired young man with a mean face appeared beside Natsume.

The traces of cinnabar red outline his slightly raised fox eyes, thin lips and sword eyebrows, and charming and gorgeous facial features. He is lazily dressed in a white hakama with a slightly loose neckline, revealing a pair of delicate and sexy collarbones.

He reached out and rubbed Natsume's soft short hair, then squatted down, and said casually in a low voice: "Come up, I'll take you to the hospital for a look."

This is the first time Natsume has seen Madara in human form—not counting "Natsume Reiko"—he didn't expect that the plump cat teacher would turn out to be so handsome after being transformed into a human form, like an upper-class nobleman in the Edo period, imbued with ancient charm and charm grace.

For a moment, Natsume was stunned.

"Tsk, boring?" Madara misunderstood that Natsume was in a daze, thinking that he was suffering too much and had no strength, so the uncle got up and moved to Natsume, and before Natsume refused, he picked him up and walked outside.

"Teacher, let me down, I can walk by myself." Natsume wanted to go down a bit awkwardly.

"Don't move, just take it as compensation for bluffing me."

"I, I didn't bluff you. Really, there's no need to go to the hospital. I just caught a cold. I just need to rest at home for a few days."

"A few days off? Come on, I don't know about your small physique. If you continue like this, you will have to burn yourself out with pneumonia."

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The author has something to say:

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Mr. Madara, although he is chubby and cute, I still want to see him in human form. This is the image I imagined. If it is inconsistent with your imagination, you can hammer me in the comment area, hehe.