My friends are all over the profession

Natsume Takashi is a little introverted, not very talkative, and he doesn't like to get together with others.

"Kiki-chan, can I call you Kishi-chan? If you don't like it, can I call you Natsume?"

Saiki Haruma's personality is the kind that Natsume Takashi can't deal with the most. There are little stars in his watery eyes, and he looks at him expectantly, fundamentally, fundamentally...

Natsume Takashi took a step back shyly, but there was a table behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

"Any, whatever..." Lowering her head, the soft milk voice said timidly, "It's fine."

"How can you be casual!" Seeing his uneasy look, Qi Muqing took a step back and opened the distance appropriately, "Your name was decided by your parents after hard thinking and hesitation! I want to call you the name you want me to call! "

What I hoped for... and what I just yelled, is there any difference?

"Then... Natsume is fine..." In this way, you won't be sad when you lose, "Qing, Qing, if you really call me Natsume, that's fine!"

Qi Muqing was stunned for a moment, why were there tears in her brown eyes?Why does he look more like he's about to cry than happy when he's smiling?

"Then it's settled! Natsume-chan!" Saiki Haruma took his hand and ran to the playground, "Seiichi Kaito Xiaoyao and the others are waiting for us outside!"

Natsume Takashi was dragged and staggered forward.

"Sunny really..."

"It doesn't matter! Everyone gets along very well!" Qi Muqing turned around and gave him a bright smile, "Today we are playing dodge ball, if Natsume-chan is together, it will be just right! Natsume, are you an angel who came to save us?! "

angel or something...

You are the one...

Natsume Takashi blinked, trying to suppress the tears in his eyes.The soft palm, so warm, the strength of holding his hand is so gentle.

——It would be great if you don’t lose it, if you can always be friends, if...

"Let's make a fist guessing group! I'll count one, two, three, let's punch together!" Haruma Saiki's energetic voice interrupted Takashi Natsume's wild thoughts.

"...That's not true! He will tell a lot of strange lies!"

"What's the matter with this child?! Yesterday he even scared Sorata that there was a strange woman holding him all the time!"

"I heard from a family who adopted him before that this child is very strange and always tells random lies to attract attention. Although it is very pitiful to lose his parents, we are the ones who cause trouble!"

The hand knocking on the door paused, and the smile on Natsume Takashi's face faded little by little. He lowered his head quietly and waited until the voice inside disappeared. After a while, he whispered: "...I'm back."

"Ah, is Natsume back?" The gentle hostess poked her head out, her eyes fell on Natsume Takashi's dirty school uniform, and she paused, "Did you get chased by monsters again today?"

Natsume Takashi bit his lip lightly, shook his head, tears rolled in his eyes, he lowered his head, not daring to speak.

The hostess still looked gentle and gentle, but there was not much patience in her smile: "It will be troublesome if the school uniform is often torn. Natsume, you don't want to wear patched clothes to school, do you?"

"What does it matter?" The former only son Sorata jumped out and patted Natsume Takashi on the shoulder, "Anyway, Natsume will be sent to someone else's house soon, and there will be a new school and new school uniform, right?"

"Little Taro!" The majestic hostess scolded, but there was no more action.

Kotaro whispered in Natsume Takashi's ear, "Get out of my house!"

"Ugh..."

"Today, I feel that Nazu is about to cry, why is that?" Haruma Saiki and Seiki Yukimura walked slowly on the way home, chatting while walking.

"Probably uneasy?" Seiichi Yukimura turned to look at him, "Has Haru really heard of the rumors related to Natsume?"

"Rumours?" Qi Muqing really scratched her hair, her small eyebrows frowned crookedly, "Speaking of which, Kaito seems to have said it before... monsters or something."

"Natsume-san seems to be able to see something, but everyone says he is lying, because there are no ghosts or monsters in this world—all the students think so."

"Why? Because you can't see it, so it doesn't exist?" Qi Muqing really caught the low-level curse that flew by. The low-level curse that looked strange like a mosquito or a fly buzzed and flapped its wings, but it couldn't fly. Walk.

Qi Muqing really hung the schoolbag on it, and pulled the strap to urge it to go faster!

"Jingshi, do you want to put your schoolbag together?"

Although the curse cannot be seen, judging from the crooked flight path of the schoolbag, one can already imagine what kind of scene it was.

"Only one will be crushed, it will be more convenient to find a few more!"

Looking at their proficiency, you can tell that this is not the first time the curse of enslavement has happened.

"Sometimes, adults are very arrogant. They don't even want to listen to children's words, and they don't want to verify them. As long as they don't conform to their common sense, they will all be labeled as lies." Qi Muqing kicked the small stone sullenly. .

Yukimura Seichi rubbed his hair: "It's great that I can meet Haru!"

"Why, why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

Sai Muqing was so gentle that he couldn't help but smile on Yukimura Seiichi's face. He didn't answer this question, but said: "Qingzhen will lend me strength and will always be behind me, right?"

"Well! No matter how much power, I am willing!"

Yukimura Seiichi smiled helplessly and took his hand: "Idiot, it's not this!" Your existence itself fills me with strength.

The surface of the river under the setting sun is so sparkling that there is a kind of dreamy beauty. There are magic spirits to help them carry their schoolbags. They are like the most ordinary young couples holding hands and walking along the river. Even if nothing happens, they feel very happy. good.

Saiki Haruma secretly glanced at Yukimura Seiichi, feeling ashamed of the "little couple".Both excited and apprehensive.

"A little sticky, palm."

Saiki Haruma almost jumped up at what Yukimura Seiichi said, but Yukimura Seiichi's next sentence was: "I mean mine." A shy smile appeared on Yukimura Seiichi's face, completely different from the usual easy-going smile different.

Qi Muqing was really stunned for a moment, Jingshi meant that he would also be... nervous?

Because holding hands with him, so... nervous?

"It's very strange, obviously I have held so many times..."

"I'm also... very nervous." Qi Muqing took a step forward, stood in front of Yukimura Seiki, looked straight into his eyes, the honey-like pupils were shining brightly, "Because it's Seiki, so There's no way not to be nervous."

Ah, damn...

Yukimura Seichi thought, why is there such a child as Haruma in the world?completely--

"Qingzhen, I have something to tell—"

"Senior Qing!"

With a cry of surprise, a boy who was about the same height as them ran over.He saw the two standing facing each other, their faces flushed by the setting sun, holding hands together, as if they were talking about something.

Frowning, the boy simply squeezed into the middle of the two, looked up at Qi Mu Qingzhen, his face was full of surprises: "Mr. Qing, haven't you come home yet?"

The soft touch in the hand seems to be still there, but the palm is already empty.The smile on Yukimura Seiichi's face disappeared little by little, the gentle arcs at the corners of his eyes gradually became sharper, and the smile at the corners of his mouth was no longer warm, only ice-like coldness.

"Takagi-san, don't you come home so late?" Yukimura Seichi reminded, "Mom will be worried if you don't come home so late."

Takagi Kotaro only felt a chill rushing up from the tailbone, he glanced at Yukimura Seiichi's face from the corner of his eye, his body shook and shivered.

The eyes... are not smiling at all!

["Pa——" the tennis racket fell from his hand weakly. The young boy wanted to squat down and feel for it, but because he couldn't see it, he stepped on the racket, and his body fell hard to the ground first, and he uttered an order to watch and listen. I feel pain when I touch it.

"Senior, tennis is a sport in which you can retreat if you don't advance!" Standing in front of the net, Seiichi Yukimura was not even as tall as the net, and the prestige gently blew through his hair and the coat draped over his shoulders , without smiling eyes, casually glanced at the seniors who were lying on the ground.

Completely different from the image of a gentle male god in the past, the condescending attitude of a king who looks down on all sentient beings makes all those who rely on "senior" to put on airs feel irresistible timidity from the bottom of their hearts.

Obedience, this is the respect dedicated to the king of Tomoeda, Yukimura Seiichi, by the tennis players in the first to sixth grades of Tomoeda Elementary School. 】

A month ago, that glimpsed scene abruptly appeared in his mind, Takagi Kotaro swallowed in fear, and his body consciously withdrew from the space between Saiki Haruma and Yukimura Seiichi.

"I, I, I'm just..." Looking at those blue-purple eyes, Takagi Kotaro only felt that his knees were a little soft. As an extremely rare [Sai Muharu really pushes Du Yui] everywhere, it's not right Yukimura Seichi" "Oh hoo" is his most basic stubbornness, but he didn't expect that one day even "oh hoo" would become a luxury.

Well, so scary woo woo woo——

"Natsume! Yes! It's Natsume! It's all Natsume's fault!" Takagi Kotaro said loudly as if he had caught a life-saving straw, "It's all Natsume's fault for running out suddenly!"

A chilling coercion erupted from the other side, Takagi Kotaro's body went limp and fell to the ground, he raised his head in panic, only to see Saiki Harumo, who was always smiling, showing an expression he had never seen before.

Qi Muqing looked at him expressionlessly, and asked, "What did you do to Natsume?"