Natsume's Little Mister

Natsume didn't know that the person involved was by her side.

After careful consideration, he didn't connect that short and thin figure with the port cadre in front of him who was a bit short but had a burst of A and was full of explosive power.

Thinking about it, he squatted down and swept away the thick snow on the ground.

"What are you looking at?"

Nakahara Nakaya stepped forward, bent his knees and squatted beside Natsume, his cobalt blue eyes followed his line of sight, um, it was ordinary brown soil.

Natsume pondered for a moment, feeling that this matter had nothing to do with Buteisha or the port, and thought that it was also fate that Chuya met him in this snowy day, so he replied Nakahara Chuya:

"A little monster said that there are traces of Rage God here, so I came to have a look."

"Rage God!" Chuya Nakahara's pupils constricted instantly. Only he and Dazai Osamu knew the secret that he was Rage God.

Did Osamu Dazai slip the tongue?

He clenched his fingers, probing casually: "Are you looking for Rage God?"

"Yes." Natsume nodded, looking at Nakahara Chuya with a very serious expression on his face, and said, "Do you know Rage God? He is the most powerful god in Yokohama. Standing on the top of the pyramid, he can easily destroy the city." Basically, all monsters know him, and his name is very famous in the monster world."

It turned out that the one who didn't know him was the Rage God, Zhongyuan Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he thought of what Natsume said "the most powerful", lowered his head and coughed lightly.

Under his ocher hair, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and he whispered: "It's not that bad."

Natsume didn't hear it.

There was a touch of regret on the face: "However, the Rage God always sees the head and sees the dragon. I have been in Yokohama for many years, and I have never met each other. It is a pity to admire the majesty of the other party."

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his hat silently, and enthusiasm rushed to his forehead.

It doesn't have to be so!He has nothing to admire, he is just an ordinary cadre that the port considers.

Nakahara Chuya was also grateful in his heart, fortunately Natsume didn't know that he was the Rage God!

It must not be exposed. It would be too shameful for someone he knew to discover his identity, especially when he thinks of the sculptures of him in Yokohama City, which are simply aliens with big eyes and cute eyes.

Although his heart was jumping with joy at the moment, he kept braving florets.

Not finding any useful clues, Natsume patted the snow on his hands, and stood up holding the cat teacher who was arched into the snowdrift.

"Mr. Cat, are you drunk? What are you drilling into the snowdrift?"

He patted the fine snowflakes on Mr. Cat's body, and asked inexplicably, the pure white snow melted on his fingertips and palms.

Teacher Cat whined twice, raised his chubby face, revealing the little monster bitten by him.

"Bah." Teacher Cat spat out the lizard-shaped white demon in one gulp.

"It's too unpalatable." His brows were weary, much worse than the food at home.

Natsume hadn't said anything yet, but Chuya Nakahara on the side stared round, suspecting that he had a hearing problem.

He pointed to the cat teacher and exclaimed to Natsume: "Your cat can talk?"

"Eh?" Natsume was stunned, he didn't expect Zhongyuan Zhong to hear it, he paused, and then asked Mr. Cat in a low voice: "Did you let him hear it?"

Teacher Cat is a top demon, and he can control whether people can understand him or not. Natsume thought that Teacher Cat didn't pay attention to revealing his secrets for a while.

Teacher Cat squinted and waved his claws, raised his head arrogantly, and denied, "No, he heard it himself."

"You can really talk!" When the two were talking, a determined voice broke their whisper.

As the strongest cadre at the port, and as the well-known Aragami in Yokohama, his five senses are much higher than ordinary people's, and the whispers between Natsume and Mr. Cat can't be hidden from him at all.

He seemed to see something novel, and looked at the cat in Natsume's arms with great interest.

"Is this the monster you were talking about?" Zhongya Zhongya asked, then pinched his chin and said thoughtfully, "In this way, I seem to have seen some special creatures."

"Can you see?" Natsume couldn't help but raise his voice.

This was the first time he had met someone who could see monsters like him.

Before monsters turned into curse spirits, few people could see them.

And that very small number of people—that is, the demon masters—has decreased sharply because of the mutation, so even if he saw many people who could also see monsters in the dream, he also met them in reality in Zhongyuan. The first person to be able to see the existence of monsters.

Natsume was excited, and his heart was pounding in his chest, as if it was about to jump out.

But Natsume couldn't be too excited, for fear of scaring away his future friends.

He tried his best to suppress his excitement, and looked at Zhongya Zhongyuan with burning eyes.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also uncomfortable being stared at by him, and diverted his attention to reach out to touch Teacher Cat.

Teacher Cat opened a pair of cat eyes, quietly looking at his hand stretched out.

If it wasn't for Natsume pinching him from below, he would even want to scratch the other party, or put the other party's head in his mouth to wash the other party's hair.

Is Madara-sama so easy to touch?

At least two bags of dried fish are needed!

At this moment, a few hundred meters away, the little lizard-like monster spit out by Mr. Cat was on the way to escape, but was suddenly grabbed by a hand that emerged from the ground, and the bone-like hand directly stuffed it into its mouth.

In the empty snow scene, the faint sound of bones rubbing quietly spread, unknowingly dyeing the surroundings with a strange atmosphere.

The cat teacher who was still in Natsume's arms jumped down and turned into a giant beast to protect Natsume in his arms.

The giant white beast appeared in front of Chuya Zhongya, domineering and majestic.

The cold wind of winter swept past.

"Hee hee, Zhong Ye, long time no see." There was a child's laughter in the air, echoing in all directions.

After Zhongyuan Zhong also heard it clearly, his face darkened a little bit, as heavy as raindrops falling from the dark clouds.

Natsume frowned, feeling a strong curse breath.

As far as the eye can see, in the snow-white Leibo Street, dark shadows flash across, like a dirty rag, getting more and more dirty with rubbing.

"I didn't expect that we would meet again one day after death..." A shadow suddenly emerged from the ground, and its slender and pale fingers grabbed Zhongyuan Chuya's ankle.

"It was you who killed us!" The sharp howling pierced the eardrum of the ear canal, there were men and women, but they all sounded very young.

Natsume didn't know what was going on, but when he observed Nakahara Chuya's expression, he felt something was wrong.

At this time, a curse spirit flew over Natsume's shoulder, and at the moment of touching, the most impressive memory of the other party flashed in Natsume's mind.

The sky and sea were blue, and standing far away in the cemetery on the cliff, Shirase's sharp dagger covered in rat poison pierced Nakahara Chuya's abdomen.

In his memory, Zhong Yuanzhong's eyes were unbelievably fine, and there was still a feeling of betrayal and weakness in his hands.

The subsequent development made Natsume even more angry.

In order to prevent the leaders of their own organization from joining the port to destroy the "sheep", this group of brats made a deal with the demon GSS, and vowed that "Chuya will definitely betray the organization", and then ruthlessly backstabbed Zhongya, who had no such idea at all. .

In the field of vision, Nakahara Nakaya's cobalt blue eyes gradually dimmed.

After losing the deterrence of the sheep king, a group of lambs who are not deep in affairs lose their use value.

Not doing production, wasting manpower and material resources of the organization, being driven from one department to another, and gradually reduced to the cannon fodder of the GSS.

Who has a history of backstabbing, who would use it with confidence.

In just a few years, this group of cannon fodder was killed and injured.

And their powerful resentment accumulated in Leibo Street, which has been hidden until now, and they have always sincerely resented Chuya Zhongyuan.

As a bystander, Natsume deeply felt worthless for Chuya Nakahara.

The scene in front of him flickered, and he woke up from the memory fragments. As far as he could see, the ugly curse spirits had already surrounded the two of them.

But Nakahara Chuya, who was resented by these curse spirits, just lowered his head and straightened the leather gloves on his hands with a calm expression.

The curse spirits got closer, and were pulled back by Uncle Madara's tail, knocking over the opposite group like a bowling ball.

Nakahara Nakata finally raised his head, and his eyes flicked over Madara's huge and vigorous figure.

The intelligence personnel at the port Mafia underestimated this thin-looking young man. Just looking at the big monster protecting him beside him, Natsume is not a simple intelligence personnel who can talk to monsters.

What's more, there are more hidden monsters. In a strange world with a profound foundation from ancient times to the present, even if one tenth of the monsters are willing to stand up for Natsume, the port Mafia may collapse.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought to himself.

The curse spirits around were still shouting and mocking, Zhongyuan Zhong also heard the reputation and looked over.

After a person dies, the curse spirit composed of various negative emotions has lost its human appearance.

Perhaps the existence of "sheep" is so important in their hearts. After they died, they turned into monsters with a human head and a sheep body, with blood-red pupils, horns on their heads, and brown-black hair.

"Tsk." Zhong Yuan was also upset.

He has done his best to the members of the sheep, and did not pursue them because they betrayed him. When he heard that GSS made things difficult for them, he went to the goalkeeper GSS to teach them a lesson (later he was ridiculed by Shirase and others for being nosy, and asked them to awkward position in the new organization).

Later, Zhongyuan Zhongye had a lot of affairs, gradually became busy, and gradually stopped paying attention to them. Unexpectedly, after seeing each other for many years, they met again. These people who were under his protection in the past gave him a big "surprise" ".

Zhongyuan Zhongye was not in a good mood. He said he was sad, but he couldn't talk about it; he said he was happy, but he didn't.

He didn't make a move, just turned around and jumped onto his heavy motorcycle, turned to Natsume and said, "Do you want to go?"

Natsume was obviously implicated by him, and he would not let him face these curse spirits here alone, even if the big monster next to Natsume looked very powerful.

Natsume looked at Madara who was having fun, silently supported his forehead, and said to Zhongya, "Yes."

"Let's go." Natsume patted Madara's fur.

When I have time in the evening, I will bring Knotweed Yuren over to practice. These spell spirits are very low-level and look fierce, but they are strong on the outside and capable on the outside, which is suitable for beginners. It is a pity that Madara has ruined them.

If Shirase and the others knew what Natsume was thinking, they might be outraged.

Natsume pedaled and sat on Nakahara Chuya's precious motorcycle. Madara finally pulled the group of curse spirits away, and then turned into a cat teacher, jumping on Natsume's shoulder and sitting cross-legged.

Nakahara Chuya twisted the accelerator with his right hand, the heavy locomotive let out a roar, and snowflakes flew.

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感谢在2020-12-2809:00:15~2020-12-2908:58:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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