Natsume's Little Mister

"Remember my words." Natsume Soseki said, patting Natsume Takashi's shoulder.

As the most powerful person in the Yokohama legend, at this moment, he is more like a kind elder who cares about his younger generation.

Natsume Takashi obediently agreed one by one, without any look of impatience on his face.

Only then did Natsume Soseki nod his head in satisfaction, and with a flash of light on his body, he returned to the appearance of a three-colored cat again.

He nimbly jumped onto the window sill, opened the window, and looked back at Natsume.

"I'm going to the Butei Club to see my ineffective disciple. Breakfast is already in the kitchen, remember to eat it while it's hot." The Sanhuamao stretched lazily, and the amber cat's eyes reflected Natsume's haori dress A gentle and well-behaved figure.

The rain outside the window gradually stopped, and the plum blossoms disappeared quietly into the depths of the bushes, and only the furry tails could be vaguely seen flashing past the courtyard wall.

After the guardian left, Natsume Takashi finally had time to think about his gaffe just now.

Kneeling at the square table in the corner, Takashi Natsume wrote down the name of "Yahara".

Very strange.

It is obviously a strange place name, but he is familiar with it as if he has written it thousands of times.

Natsume Takashi absentmindedly rubbed the words on the paper.

This is obviously a very strange place name without any intersection, why does he feel moved and moved at the moment when he is finally reunited after a long absence?

The joy in my heart is even overflowing.

Could it be a dream?

In the dream, he seemed to live in a new place and looked very happy. Could it be Yayuan?

He wasn't sure.

"Patta" a drop of slightly salty water wetted the handwriting, and Natsume raised his hand in a daze.

It wasn't until he touched the slightly wet traces at the corners of his eyes that he suddenly realized that he had shed tears unintentionally.

But while tears were falling, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The empty heart seems to be washed by a shower of sweet rain, and the haze is gone, showing the clear and open-minded sky high and wide.

It seems that his guess is likely to be true.

He took a pen and sketched on the paper, and when he came back to his senses, a fat beckoning cat was drawn next to the handwriting of "Yayuan".

"Teacher Kitty..." He murmured, his eyes were a little confused, his heart was beating happily, beating on the door of his heart.

He turned his head to look in an inexplicable direction, faintly, he felt a kind of fetter, that kind of fetter was getting closer as time went by.

"Come on, let me see who you are and what fate you have with me." He thought to himself.

A blurry figure in my mind was gradually approaching from the end of the white mist, and I could barely see it clearly.

Natsume looked forward to the arrival of the other party from the bottom of his heart.

Half an hour later, in front of the courtyard, on the Tingshi.

Editor Miki left with red eyes. Before leaving, he looked at Natsume Takashi and hesitated to speak.

Natsume Takashi is a very gentle person, but this time he rarely pretended not to see the other party's expectations.

He really can't control the world he wrote, what's more, the story itself is the truth of what happened in another world.

Natsume thinks this ending is already the most appropriate, and he even specially added a dreamland that got what he wanted at the end, and drew an illustration for it-the god sighing "the weather is so good" on the tree, and The young Hanako answered with a smile under the tree, and the sunlight fell on the two of them through the gaps in the leaves.

Very warm, isn't it?

Natsume silently praised his painting skills, presumably after this serialization is published, he will definitely receive countless "blessings".

"Ah, fortunately I used the pseudonym 'Lvchuan'."

Natsume held her hands happily, thanking herself for not having the foresight to use her real name as a pseudonym.

Standing under the red maple, looking at the distant autumn sky, Xia's eyebrows stretched.

I poked my forehead, and felt so good that the low fever subsided a lot, and my body relaxed a lot.

A rustling sound came from Hongfeng.

"Master Natsume, good morning."

"Last night, Mafia guerrillas at the port of Yokohama Wharf clashed with Takaseto, resulting in two casualties;

A curse appeared on the eastern outskirts of Saibo Street, and a first-year student from the Tokyo Metropolitan Curse School resolved it.

For the rest, nothing major happened. "

On the red maple, a "bird" monster girl bowed slightly and gave Natsume a report on the situation in Yokohama yesterday.

Natsume smiled and nodded, and said, "Okay, hard work. This morning the rain is clear and the sun is shining. I wish you well."

"Thank you Natsume-sama, I wish you a good mood today." The bird demon happily replied, and then her slim figure disappeared behind Hong Feng.

"Well, go to the dry garden in the safe haven, and then go to work at the Butei Club." Natsume hammered his palms and decided.

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The author has something to say:

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Yuki Midorikawa, the original author of Book of Friends.

感谢在2020-11-0823:13:44~2020-11-0922:41:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Changning in the extreme north; 1 bottle of Zhuyao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!