[Comprehensive] Your wish, I will come true

Natsume is dreaming again.

This dream was completely different from the previous dark dream. In the dream, it seemed that someone was in heart-piercing pain, and someone was yelling hysterically.

Some people admire him and are willing to do everything to win his sympathy, while some people fear him and try their best to seal him.

But when everything subsided in the dream, facing the wreckage of the broken arm and the ruins, the only thing left in his heart was the deep sadness.

This dream seemed to have been going on for a long time, so long that Natsume almost forgot who he was in the dream, and couldn't wake up in a drowsy state.

And even after waking up, that indescribable feeling of loneliness has been entrenched in my heart for a long time.There seemed to be a little cold feeling on the face, and when I raised my hand to touch it, my face was full of tears.

Suddenly his face felt furry and warm.

"Teacher Cat...?" Turning his face sideways, Natsume saw the beckoning cat lying next to his pillow at some point.

Hearing Natsume's call, Mr. Cat just turned his head slightly, and then struggled to move his obese body, the whole cat almost retracted into Natsume's bed.

"It's just a dream, don't take it too seriously."

I don't know if it's Natsume's illusion, Mr. Cat seems to be comforting him?

"Hmm..." No matter what, Natsume still hugged the cat's chubby body slowly, and slowly closed his eyes.

He couldn't remember who the person in the dream was, and he couldn't remember exactly what happened in the dream, but that feeling remained deeply in his blood, which made Natsume a little absent-minded for several days afterwards.

"It's okay, Natsume-kun?" Mao Lilan, who knew Natsume's special, looked worriedly at the boy who was staring out the window in a daze.

However, what really worries Mao Lilan is the boy in the family who has always been worry-free.Even under such an environment, Edogawa Conan still ran out all day long, not only came back very late, sometimes he didn't even come back, and he didn't know what he was doing.

She went to look for April [-]st again, but April [-]st just smiled and told her softly that she didn't need to go to the store to help anymore.

"Miss Maori's price has been paid enough. It won't be long before your wish will come true."

Compared with politely persuading Mao Lilan to go back, April [-]st is warning Natsume in a serious tone: "Mr. Natsume, please be more careful in the past few days. Maybe Ling Abe will attack you secretly."

Not only did he tell Natsume that way on April [-]st, Natori also secretly went to Natsume on Monday, and the content of his words was similar to April [-]st.

The only difference is probably that Natori Monday hoped that he could lead them somewhere after meeting Ryo Abe and that false god.

"I know it's dangerous, but..." Natsume was the only person he could think of who might have a chance to lure the false god over.

It's not that they never thought of luring Abu Ling to the place where they had worked so hard to set up the formation, but it was a pity that even Zhang Jingsi's invitation failed to attract Abu Ling's eyes.

It's not that he didn't think of using the demon master as a bait to lure An Buling and the false god, but there are too few demon masters who can escape from the false god, and no matter how hard they try, they can't find An Buling. Only when another exorcist was brutally murdered can we know that An Buling has been there.

Although the formation they researched can barely control the false gods for a while, it requires the cooperation of almost all exorcists in order to make the formation effective.At present, most of the exorcising masters gather in the mansion of the Chang clan, just to lose the exorcising masters again.

In this case, they dare not act rashly at all.

Natori Monday, who barely escaped from Abe Ryo's hands, really saw the strangeness of Natsume that day: the boy's originally warm temperament suddenly became cold, his eyes suddenly turned cold golden yellow, and the pupils did not know when become sharp and narrow.

The young man looked at the false god not far away, like an enraged snake, and squeezed out a cold and hoarse voice from his throat, like the hiss of a snake threatening: "Get out!"

Natsume's abnormality was only a momentary thing, and Natori Monday just accidentally saw the pair of golden snake eyes, but the pair of snake eyes seemed to be firmly imprinted in his mind, unlike the pair of false gods. Two dark purple snake pupils appeared alternately.

Those snake eyes were too shocking, even if Natori Yiyi repeatedly hinted that Natsume was just an ordinary boy who could see monsters, it still clung to his mind, like a snake that couldn't be dispelled and hidden in the shadows.

Abe Ling, who was also present that day, couldn't say that he didn't notice Natsume's abnormality.If Rei Abe could let Natsume, a special person who could influence false gods, exist, he wouldn't be the onmyoji who caused headaches for exorcists.

Of course, it is definitely impossible for Natori Monday to let Natsume face Rei Abe like this.The young exorcist took out all kinds of powerful formations and spells that he had prepared recently, stuffed them all into the boy's arms, and explained the use of each one to the boy in detail.

"Natsume, if you meet Ling Abu, tear up this paper figurine, and we will make all the preparations here."

Finally, he handed the boy a paper figurine, and Natori Monday patted Natsume on the shoulder with a dignified expression.

"In any case, you must put your own safety first."

Please be safe.

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I don’t know if it’s because Natori Monday is too good at prophecy, but on the second day, Natsume was going to buy some steamed buns with Mr. Kitty in his arms, but suddenly felt that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere, and when he looked up, he saw Rei Abe standing in front of him Not far away, she stared at him with a smile.

I don't know what method An Buling used. The people around him seem to turn a blind eye to him and the false gods around him.

"Actually, it looks like you are nothing special."

Even though there was a distance, the man's words seemed to ring in his ears.

After An Buling finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the still false god beside him, and the dark purple gradually replaced the original dark blue eyes.

Only then did the false god react, and rushed towards Natsume, moving swiftly.

Just a few seconds was enough for Natsume to take out the paper figurine from his arms and tear it up. When he felt the wind blowing in his ears, the false god's sharp nails were already approaching his face.

He didn't have time to react. Suddenly there was a strong force behind him, and he felt a sense of weightlessness. He resisted the dizziness and let out a "huh". When he opened his eyes again, Mr. Cat turned into the prototype of a monster, carrying He ran away quickly.

"teacher……"

However, Teacher Cat was not in the mood to reply to Natsume's murmurs. The false god was chasing after them at an extremely fast speed, and the distance between them was shrinking rapidly.

"Natsume, where is the place that exorcist boy mentioned earlier!"

Teacher Cat turned around and slapped the false god into the distance.But he himself was not feeling well, not to mention that the false god was so hard that he thought he had hit a rock, and his front leg was scratched by the false god's sharp nails, bleeding profusely.

He hurriedly said the place that Natori Monday mentioned before, but he could feel the faint pressure brought by that formation when he was far away from Madara.

It is indeed a formation formed by gathering all demon extermination masters. As a big demon, he may have to spend a little bit of trouble to get out of it.

Turning his head and grabbing Natsume's collar, the false god caught up with them again in just a moment, as if he couldn't feel the pain.In desperation, he could only throw Natsume in the direction of the formation.

Fortunately, the height of Madara itself is not too high, and it is blocked by trees.Although the clothes on his body were scratched by uneven branches, his face was also scratched with many wounds.

But he didn't have time to cry out.Teacher Mao's light was of no use to the false god. The false god saw him fall, pressed on every step of the way, and didn't give him a chance to breathe.

The false god seemed to be still afraid of him, and he seemed to be stunned for a second when he saw him, but he didn't show a struggling expression like before.

Seizing the gap of this second, Natsume quickly stepped into the formation, and Natori Monday's exclamation seemed to come from his ears.

"Natsume! Don't go in! Get out—!"

Eh?

But those demon extermination masters who were waiting in full force didn't give him any more time to react. As soon as the false god stepped into the formation, the exorcist masters began to urge them with all their strength.

The eyes were suddenly covered by white light, and Natsume lost consciousness before he could make any more reactions. The only impression he had was the piercing scream of the false god.

"What are you doing! Didn't you see that child is still inside?!" Natori Zhou Zhou anxiously yelled at the exorcist next to him.But he himself is also one of the maintainers of the formation. At this moment, he passively maintains the formation and cannot move at all.

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Natori Monday's anxiety and anger Natsume is destined not to know. When he regained consciousness, the surroundings were pitch black, and the white monster that had appeared in the dream stood quietly in front of him, watching him, and saw him wake up. Then he reached out and pulled him.

"Here?" Natsume asked again, following the opponent's strength to stand up, "Who are you?"

"Me?" The silver-haired monster frowned, as if he didn't understand why Natsume would ask such a question.

"I am you." The silver-haired monster didn't care about Natsume's surprised look, and continued: "To be precise, I am the blood of the monster in your body."

So, Natsume is human and he is a monster.

"If it weren't for those recent events, maybe you would never have the chance to see me in your life." Regardless of whether Natsume could accept it or not, he still continued to talk in a leisurely manner.

"Aren't you curious why that kind of thing is afraid and afraid after seeing your blood?"

The blood used by the false god is the blood of the evil god. It stands to reason that there is no existence in Japan that can scare him.

unless……

Natsume's face gradually turned pale, and the silver-haired monster slowly opened its lips as if deliberately confirming Natsume's conjecture.

"Because you are a descendant of the evil god."

"How the blood of the evil god was transmitted to humans and has been passed down to this day has long been impossible to trace. The power of the formation is really powerful. In order to protect you, the blood was completely stimulated, so I can talk to you like this."

After the initial surprise, Natsume's expression gradually became complicated.

"Then I am now..." Dead?

"Don't worry. Although ordinary humans will definitely turn into flying ash in an instant, but you are different." The golden snake eyes stared straight at Natsume, "However, you have to make a choice next. OK."

"Humans and monsters, which side do you choose?"

The question from the silver-haired monster in front of him seemed to coincide with April [-]st's questioning of him, and only then did he understand what the choice he was talking about before April [-]st was.

As if he was afraid that he would have worries, the silver-haired monster kindly added: "Even if you choose the human side, you don't need to worry. The blood of the evil god will ensure that you can get out of this formation safely. Of course, as a price, you will never see it again from now on." No more monsters."

Even an evil god that was extremely powerful in the past, after being mixed with so many human blood, it is impossible for it to be as strong as it was a thousand years ago.

Moreover, if Natsume really chooses this, his descendants will also lose the ability to see monsters, and the blood of the evil god will be completely cut off in the world.

As for monsters...

"If I choose Yokai, can I destroy that false god?"

After a long silence, what Natsume asked was unexpected by the silver-haired monster.

"Of course. That's just a thief who stole the power of the evil god." This is not nonsense, even though Natsume's blood from Yamato no Orochi is very weak, but once the full power of this blood is activated, how can the mere false god form threaten.

"That's it..." After thinking for a long time, Natsume seemed to have finally made up his mind and looked at the monster.

"I choose monsters."

The silver-haired monster opened its eyes wide, its golden snake pupils were full of surprise, but also faintly relieved.

"If I hadn't met those monsters and people, I probably would have chosen humans without hesitation." Natsume scratched her cheek in embarrassment.

The silver-haired monster laughed softly: "If you choose, you can't regret it."

"Well, I won't regret it."

The boy said so, his voice was still as clean and warm as before, and he slowly stretched out his hand to hold the hand extended by the silver-haired monster.