Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

The bird flapped its wings and landed on the branch. It tilted its head and looked at the two humans under the edge. It jumped up and down on the branch nimbly, and called for friends, wanting to see what the people under the eaves were doing. say what.But they are leisurely, but it doesn't mean that Takashi Natsume feels leisurely.

"Don't be so nervous."

The man sighed, his breath quite peaceful.At this time, Natsume Takashi remembered that the anomaly here, as the owner, Mr. Fumeng, could not have been unaware of it.Natsume Takashi smiled, but it still looked like a forced smile.Mr. Fumeng exhaled a puff of smoke, and his eyes fell on the book on his lap. The Chikushi calligraphy smelled like ink, and it looked thick and elegant on the paper. "You children are too timid."

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I often wonder about my own eyes.

But in fact, it is bright and energetic, like autumn water and cold stars, it is the eyes that everyone can't help but praise when they see it, it looks no different from ordinary people.It is not blue, green, with a taste of foreigners, but the most common black, and I am just an ordinary boy.

But, that's it, I was able to see something weird.

Maybe some people will suddenly get excited, monster?goblin?Maybe some people will sneer and scold, pretending to be a kid.Maybe the friend will be indifferent and leave a cold sentence to express his impatience.But if this incident hadn't happened to me, I would never have imagined what this world is like.

Today, as always, I can see the existence of the name "Yokai".

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Natsume Takashi secretly glanced at the people around him, put the dark green teacup over with both hands, the bottom of the cup touched the wooden board and made a light bump.But even so, Natsume Takashi subconsciously stopped his back, looking like an elementary school student being asked, "Thank...thank you."

After putting down the teacup, those hands picked up a white wagashi. The purple nails were all the more coquettish against the white soft leather.Holding the teacup, Natsume Takashi looked at the man who took a bite of wagashi quite naturally - Yakuro.That's how he heard the maid address.The makeup on his face made him look like he was smiling, and those light blue eyes looked at him, "Don't you want to eat? It's delicious, and it's very expensive."

Natsume Takashi paused, he nodded towards the drug seller, stretched out his hand, took a grass-green wagashi, brought it to his mouth, and smelled a faint smell of matcha, with a little bit of grass, The breath of spring.After taking a small bite, Natsume Takashi was immediately amazed by the taste, "It's... delicious." He took another bite, silently speeding up his eating.

Next to him, Mr. Cat narrowed his eyes with a small dried fish in his mouth.Sunshine, logs, grass, dried fish, what else can a cat enjoy more than this?Cozy and leisurely, Teacher Cat is quite satisfied.

"flower."

Natsume Takashi heard Mr. Fumeng say lazily, "Huh?" This was another person's response, with a slightly raised tail, like a cat's tail.Mr. Fumeng sighed, moved his eyes away from the book, and looked at the medicine seller, "There is a flower in the hair on the shoulder." Natsume Takashi looked over carefully, on the blue kimono, there was a light golden Her hair was on top, and a small purple flower was particularly eye-catching in the light golden hair.

The drug seller stretched out his hand to touch it, and sure enough he touched a small flower. He was indeed smiling at the moment, with a soft and beautiful smile, Natsume Takashi was taken aback at that moment.The medicine seller picked out the small flowers from his hair, and the purple nails and purple flowers were the same color.

Natsume Takashi took a sip of tea, and his whole body became quiet.There are only the sound of the wind, the rustling of leaves, the chirping of birds and the occasional sound of turning a book.

Natsume Takashi has always been a quiet and sensitive child, which is related to his childhood experience, but here, it is different from getting along with monsters, getting along with his friends is different, it is difficult to describe the feeling, but it is like this There is a vague atmosphere that cannot be described in words.

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Let me tell you about myself. I live in a city, but I don’t live with humans. The people I live with can be called monsters or monsters.Of course, this title doesn't matter. My guardian, or cohabitant, can be called Mr. A. He and I said that this title is not important to them or them.

I nodded to show understanding.

I am an abandoned child, why, probably because of these eyes, or this physique related to monsters.Before I was about to starve to death, I was sitting in a corner of an alley in the city, planning to die like this. I am so out of tune with the world, so dying like this is also a good thing.Then that day I inadvertently looked into the sky and saw a dragon-like creature, and then I lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that a monster with a blank face and only a mouth opened its mouth, revealing the sharp and terrifying fangs inside.The monster's mouth was wide open, and I could see the red lining.

Ah, being eaten by monsters seems a bit painful.

With this thought in my arms, I was ready to face death, but the monster closed his mouth. Although he has no facial features other than the mouth, I can feel that he is looking at me.

That monster is my current guardian and cohabitant, Mr. A.

An old-fashioned, old-fashioned, gentleman-like, monster-than-human gentleman.

really weird.

Human beings obviously have a more glamorous appearance than monsters, but their hearts are not as good as monsters.The monster looks weird, but it is more normal.

How ironic.I complained in my heart.It’s not that I’m resenting my parents who lost me. After all, I’m already very grateful for being able to give birth to me instead of directly strangling me to death. I’m a miracle caused by one in a million sperm.

Turning the subject back, I've been living with this group of 'monsters' ever since.As a human being - no wonder!

That day I discovered something strange about myself, I had a big appetite, I couldn’t die, or I could survive death, etc. Although it sounded good, it was actually kind of disgusting.After being suddenly expelled from the chordate phylum, the vertebrate subphylum, the mammalian class, the true animal subclass, the primate subclass, the anthropoid suborder, the hominid subfamily, the hominin family, and Homo sapiens. That big mess, after all you have to understand I'm still a teenager.I, don't care much.

Be it human beings or monsters, wherever I live, I belong. Maybe I should be thankful that the human side threw me away?But, in fact, who can say clearly about this kind of thing.

Well, although I'm talking a lot of nonsense here, but next, it's the story I really want to tell-about, the story about me and monsters, monsters, and humans as the background board.

Oh, by the way, although I always call out monsters and monsters, the name of this story is actually "The Town of Monsters".Originally, I wanted to call it "Monster City" or "Monster City", but Mr. A rejected it. He said that the name "Monster Township" is more appropriate, at least it may have more selling points.

Ha, who cares about that.

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"Your Excellency Natsume, what do you think of monsters?"

Natsume Takashi was stunned for a moment, "What do you think..." Natsume Takashi thought for a while, "Probably friends and loneliness."

"Well——" Mr. Fumeng held his chin, "What about interesting insights, then, what about human beings?" Natsume Takashi paused, Mr. Fumeng's pair of golden yellow eyes had an incomparably rich luster, but precisely because of the color It is too rich and lacks the breath of human beings, just like the sun is dazzling, but you cannot look directly at it with your eyes.

"Humanity......"

"No, sometimes resentment?"

Natsume Takashi was silent for a while, his amber eyes were soft and calm, "No, no. There are many different humans in this world, and there are also many different monsters." Mr. Fumeng raised his hand to extinguish the smoke, There are already a few cigarette butts in the ashtray. Since he came to this world, the number of smoking has increased a lot. After all, it is a place where people relax and feel lazy.Thinking of this, he took another one in his mouth, and pressed the valve of the lighter with his finger, and the small flame ignited the cigarette.

"You are really a good boy. They are similar, but they are quite different from Li Ban." Mr. Fu Meng exhaled a puff of smoke, looked ahead, and the wind blew over, blowing away the lingering smoke.

"Humans and monsters walked on two parallel lines from the very beginning. The invisible fate is like smoke, faintly visible, and will soon be blown away. After all, there is too much difference between humans and monsters."

He is actually not a talkative person, he prefers to stay quietly, read books, write, drink tea, or be in a daze, but when he sees Natsume Takashi, he feels a little emotional.

"However, humans envy monsters, but monsters also envy humans. In a sense, they are similar."

"Natsume-kun, recently, you have to be careful."

"Huh?" Natsume Takashi didn't know why the topic suddenly changed to this, he looked at the man smoking a cigarette with some doubts.

"It's Kyoto. It's not peaceful in Kyoto recently. If you want to travel, you'd better avoid it. Otherwise, you must not go out at night." Takashi Natsume saw the corners of the man's mouth slightly upturned, and the golden pupils were so bright that there was nothing but light.

Why are you laughing?

Natsume Takashi opened his mouth, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak.

"The bodyguards should protect you well, and the good boy should be more obedient."

The man raised his head slightly, the black bathrobe set off the graceful curve of his neck, his golden pupils moved slightly, "Otherwise, I will be eaten by monsters."

Those golden eyes looked at the light-haired boy, "Have you met him before? He's a guy like that. It's a million times more terrifying than that."

Natsume Takashi closed his eyes abruptly. At some point, the clothes on his back were drenched in cold sweat. At this moment, it was sticking to his back, which made people feel a little uncomfortable. He slowly opened his eyes, and he had already returned to the door of the house. Everything is like a dream.However, the cold sweat behind his back reminded him that he was not at all.

"Kyoto..."

Natsume Takashi frowned slightly, what happened in Kyoto?

[Youkai 郷にようこそ.

Welcome to Monster Township. 】

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The author has something to say:

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Originally, when Yao Lang went to pick the flowers in his hair, what I thought was: Mr. A, go up! ! ! ! !

But in fact, Yaolang picked the flowers himself.

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Mr. is still a villain's report, he actually knows everything, but he just doesn't want to talk about it, doesn't want to participate, he just wants to read and write books.

There will be some differences between this "Monster Township" and the previous ones, after all, this world is full of demons dancing wildly!

This world is Natsume's Book of Friends, Leng Che of Ghost Lamp, and the grandson of Slick Ghost, three worlds related to monsters.

Natsume: Is it true that Mr. is not behind the scenes?meditation.jpg

Madara: This guy is absolutely!

Sir: I am a villager, not a werewolf.

Drug seller: Watching a show

感谢在2020-05-2319:53:14~2020-05-2421:58:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 68 bottles of Earl Humanities; 10 bottles of Gu Xiaoyu; 1 bottle of Yuexiayun;

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