The account of friends has changed

When Natsume woke up, the first person he saw was Shizuka.

When did he fall asleep... Natsume looked out the window, the sun was already high in the sky, wondering why he had slept for so long.

It was like a dream.

But I forgot all about it.

The room is large, and Jing Si was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows reading a book. Feeling Xia Mu's eyes, he tilted his head slightly: "Wake up, how are you resting?"

Natsume sat up with her hands up: "Why are you in my room?"

His head was heavy and his body was heavy. He had slept for so long, yet he was as tired as if he had stayed up all night.

Jing Si signaled him to wash up and come over to have lunch: "Your bodyguard played too much next door, I don't worry, so you come over to help take care of it."

Natsume was helpless: "The teacher is not a bodyguard." It was still difficult to suppress the doubts in my heart——Jiji didn't tell the truth, and it was strange since yesterday.

As a friend, he will not harm me, so there is only one possibility left: "What did you do to me?"

I found it.

Jingji closed the book unhurriedly: "Are you so sure? You really understand me." His attitude was unabashed, and he even hinted repeatedly. It is not surprising that Natsume found out now.

Seeing that he was still in a good mood, Natsume took it seriously: "I'm not kidding, what did you do?" More worried: "Jingji, the forces behind the quill incident are complicated, I don't want to You joined in for me."

He is the Patriarch of the Chang family, and many things are done in a way that affects the whole body.

Being questioned, Jingji was not angry, but rather happy: "As expected of Natsume."

It's all like this, I was the first to think of it.

"Shizuka!"

Natsume was a little annoyed at Shizumi's reluctance, how could this person be like this, always doing things for him without authorization, before in Yokohama, and this time too, Natsume was very worried every time.

He looked at Jing Si coldly: "I still remember what happened two years ago."

Two years ago, Shizuji helped Natsume with something behind the scenes. As the head of the Chang family, he put pressure on Yinyangliao and dissuaded them from doing many small tricks against Natsume.

It's really not like what Jingji would do, and it took more than a year for Natsume to discover it by accident.

Said it was pressure, in order to help Natsume without harming the interests of his own family, Shizuji could only use his own favor to exchange with Yinyangliao.

Jingsi helped Yinyangliao with something, and almost overturned and was killed by a monster.

That was the only time Natsume rushed out of Yokohama and grabbed Shizuji who was seriously injured, he held back his anger: "You will worry me like this."

Even if he was injured, Shizuji's demeanor was very particular, and his gestures were elegant: "No, I just thought it was fun to help you this time. I was impulsive."

Obviously what Jingji meant was 'don't think too much, I don't really want to help you', but Natsume didn't believe it at all, they all understood, this was for outsiders to hear.

Natsume sighed and gave in first: "I know you want to help me as a friend, but I don't want my predicament to hurt my friend."

No, you don't know.

Shizumi didn't regard Natsume as a friend at all, he wanted far more than friends.

Natsume just wanted a piece of rough jade, which was gradually polished into a high-quality jade in Yokohama. No matter how low-key his life was, he attracted the attention of many people.

A certain bandage black mud in Yokohama has confessed his love. If he doesn't do something, his competitiveness will be greatly reduced.

Jingji is aware of the strong sense of crisis. He seems to be loose, but in fact he has always been decisive. He thought of this method to improve his presence as soon as he made a case.

I think so, but I can't worry about Natsume, and I still say: "It's not because of you, this time I help you because it happens that our purpose is the same, just this time, let's not make an example."

Natsume was gradually persuaded: "Okay, let's not make an example."

Now the old accounts have been dug out.

"At the beginning, it was agreed that it would not be an example, but now because of my affairs, I have been involved in a complicated incident where the three forces are entangled."

Shizuka looked at Natsume like he was looking at a cat with fried fur.

Don't tease your head too much, you have to follow the hair: "Let me explain first, little cat?"

Natsume's face was steaming, caring and shy, and stopped talking.

Jing Si's trick is really tried and tested.

Four forces participated in the quill incident from the very beginning.

According to the information found by the field experts, after the British supernatural being was responsible for stealing the quill pen, a demon exorcist set up an enchantment for the quill pen to avoid customs and transported the pen to Japan.

After communicating with the high-level officials of the Magic Association, Jingji believed that this matter could be used.

He evoked a shallow smile: "Natsume, let me teach you another truth."

"Sometimes the more forces that enter the market, the better it is to fish in troubled waters."

Putting away the dirty thoughts in his heart, Jing Si explained unhurriedly: "When I checked things earlier, I happened to find some information related to your situation in the library."

Handed him the information that had been prepared on the table: "I sorted it out for you, you can take a look first."

(The "containers" of the gods are mostly human beings who are born with powerful spiritual power and eyes like civet cats.)

(For 800 years, the "container" of the gods was responsible for the carrier, and one soul and one soul had to be sealed to bear the primordial spirit who descended to experience the gods)

"What does it mean?"

Natsume felt a little unbelievable—the container was actually me?

The deceitful Jingji answered Natsume's doubts without hesitation: "I didn't believe it at first, but after I looked at it confidently, I found that your soul is incomplete, which is very consistent with what is said in the book. Lost emotional perception."

"Natsume, are you really angry now?"

Jing Si saw through his insides at a glance: "No, you're not angry, your emotions don't fluctuate, and your heart doesn't love anyone."

"Look, it's exactly the same as what was said in the ancient books."

Natsume squeezed the corner of his clothes, and reluctantly accepted Shizuji's words: "Why do gods need a container to go down to the earth to practice?"

Jing Si continued to flicker: "How can human beings guess the meaning of God?"

Natsume felt that this made sense, and nodded: "Thank you, you can tell me about this."

"You're welcome."

It was like this again, with a few words, he was coaxed from questioning to thanking, foolishly thinking that he was a good person.

Shizuji restrained his excitement and his body was still trembling slightly - he successfully deceived his god.

Jingji didn't know that halfway through his plan, he broke into a Culolido who came to repay the favor.

But it doesn't affect.

"This time it has nothing to do with the Zhang family, but it's just fishing in troubled waters and helping you find a life soul."

"How did you find that kind of thing?"

This is how Shizuka explained to Natsume——

The curse in the name of love is used as medicine, coupled with the secret array passed down by the Chang family, it draws out Natsume's suppressed soul, and the problem is temporarily solved.

His tone was a little teasing: "Natsume, you can try to care about me more now."

Jingji suddenly approached, so close that Natsume's nose intersected with his, and he could smell the faint woody fragrance of his body.

Natsume had never been so close to anyone before, and when he was caught off guard and got close to Shizuji, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly backed away.

"I will, I will care more about you."

Seiji looked at Natsume's rapidly turning red earlobes, lowered his head and smiled wantonly.

"Natsume, please remember, in order to avoid trouble, this is a little secret that I share with you, okay?"

Natsume looked at him, and agreed in a strange way: "Okay."

Jingsi deceived his prey with meticulous lies, looking forward to the day when the net will be collected.

The actual situation is different from his explanation of Natsume.

Jingji used the formation method in the ancient book and used the curse as a guide to force Natsume to accept the emotions that the superior gods disdain to understand.

It is like an absorber, absorbing the pure emotions filtered by the formation, and refilling the emotions.

Jingji gave Natsume a half-true explanation, and was going to keep it from him.

This is because Shizumi had a bold idea—since Natsume did not agree to his invitation to join the Chang family, and could not personally teach and train a perfect demon exorcist, then now, he is going to build Natsume himself. All love and hate.

The tricks are exhausted, but it is just a delusion to get something that does not belong to him.

"Natsume--"

Teacher Cat walked over with short legs, pushed open the paper door, and said, "I agreed to go to Yoshino Junpei's house today."

Shizuji has already made an agreement with Natsume, this trip has achieved all the goals, and he is in a very good mood.

"See you next time at the fireworks festival."

After Natsume and Mr. Cat left, Nanase opened the door and came in, saying respectfully, "My lord, this is an urgent letter from the Armed Detective Agency."

"'Huang' reappears in Yokohama."

Natsume unscrewed the mineral water bottle and poured all the water on the Kappa's head.

The shriveled kappa slowly returned to normal: "Ah, I came back to life. I thought there was a river here, but I didn't expect to get lost and almost become thirsty as a kappa. Thank you, Natsume-sama."

"Mr. Kappa came to see me from Yokohama?"

On the way to Yoshino Junpei's house, he rescued the kappa who almost killed himself because he got lost.

The kappa thought about the business: "It's like this, that black mud spirit Dazai Zhi committed suicide in our river again. According to the adults' instructions, I fished him up."

Dazai thanked Kappa while wringing out the water from his clothes: "By the way, electronic devices and letter writing are unreliable. Please remind Natsume of two things."

[Beware of a man wearing a wool hat. 】

[Protect the Curse Spirit Tent. 】

Kappa looked at Natsume worriedly: "I'm afraid that something will happen to your lord, so I'll come over right away."

Finally successfully delivered the news.

Can't use normal communication methods to contact, what happened in Yokohama?

It seems that the situation in Yokohama is more serious than Natsume thought.

"Mr. Kappa, when you were playing in the river at night, did you notice anything suspicious in Yokohama?"

Kappa thought for a while.

Every night, various gangs/gangs are fighting. If there is a big fight, people from the port afia will end up. If the fight is not big, the defeated party will be thrown into their river.

"Aren't these suspicious phenomena?"

Natsume and Mr. Kitty shook their heads in unison—this is a normal phenomenon at night in Yokohama.

The kappa scratched his head and thought for a long time: "If I really want to say it, the number of humans throwing corpses into our house has decreased a lot in recent weeks."

"Ah Hua told me that she heard the wind, and the reason why there are fewer corpses thrown away is because they started to use new methods to dispose of corpses."

After the fight, someone sent the corpses of the hostile organization to a place for centralized processing.

"It seems that they have become popular to use the flesh and blood of their enemies to raise the curse spirit, so that after three months of feeding, the curse spirit can be used by them."

absurd.

How could the curse spirit be domesticated by humans.

Natsume was also offered a reward by the port afia, so he couldn't go back to Yokohama for the time being, so he could only arrange the order of the Yokohama demon world with the kappa in an orderly manner.

[-]. Any monsters are not allowed to leave their accommodation area temporarily.

[-]. Regardless of whether it is killing or saving, don't pay attention to any human being.

Today, mantras can be spread by rumors as tools that can be domesticated and used. Maybe tomorrow, monsters will also become tonics and tools.

Between monsters and supernatural beings, there cannot be conflicts at this node.

Kappa made a non-standard gesture: "Don't worry, I will pass back your words verbatim!"

Saying goodbye to Kappa, Natsume and Mr. Cat continued on their way to Junpei's house.

Teacher Cat walked beside Natsume: "Do you regret it? Promise Gojo Satoru, that kid, to leave Yokohama."

Natsume quickened his pace: "No, teacher, I am worried that Yokohama and I want to help Mr. Gojo do not conflict, and I will not regret it."

"Then do what you want to do with confidence, idiot."

With a kick on his hind legs, Mr. Cat jumped steadily onto Natsume's shoulder, giving Natsume a boost.

"Ding-dong-"

Arriving at Junpei's house, after Natsume pressed the doorbell, a stylishly dressed woman opened the door.

"you are?"

Is it Yoshino-kun's mother or sister?very young.

Natsume bowed slightly: "I'm a teacher at Tokyo High School, and I made an appointment with Yoshino-kun to come here today to discuss transfer matters."

Nagi Yoshino warmly welcomed Natsume into the house: "It's Natsume-sensei, welcome." He turned around and called Junpei downstairs.

The mother and son were obviously well prepared.

It was mainly Junpei and Natsume who were chatting, and Nagi Yoshino respected his son's opinion with confidence: "As long as he likes it, it doesn't matter!"

Natsume was a little curious. With such a hearty and open mother, Junpei's personality was surprisingly introverted.

In front of Nagi Yoshino, they didn't say anything about the mantra, they asked almost all the usual questions, Junpei mustered up the courage to ask the last question while his mother was going to the bathroom.

"The white-haired man who looked unreliable yesterday, he said that the classmates in the college have a good relationship, is it true?"

Natsume smiled gently, soothing Junpei's restless heart.

"Don't worry, he just seems unreliable, but Mr. Wutiao is actually a very reliable and secure person."

As soon as Natsume entered the door, he observed all kinds of discs in the TV cabinet: "Yoshino-kun likes watching movies?"

Shunping was embarrassed: "It's just for fun, a little hobby." He lowered his head while talking: "It's not a hobby that people care about."

Natsume pointed to a horror disc and said, "No, everyone's hobbies are worthy of respect. I don't think Yoshino-kun needs to worry about getting along with his classmates after transferring to another school."

"Because, there is a very cheerful kid who has watched a lot of movies, and you will have something to talk about."

In the basement of Gaozhuan, the knotweed hugged the cursed doll, watched a thriller with relish, and sneezed: "Ah, it's strange, is anyone thinking of me?"

When he was distracted, the cute mana with boxing gloves was already swinging his iron fist at him.

"Ah, it hurts!"

Junpei calmed down after hearing Natsume's words: "Really? I mean, it would be great if this were the case."

In order to eliminate Junpei's uneasiness, Natsume gave a few more examples: "Don't worry, although there are no normal people in our school, the students are easy to get along with."

The atmosphere was much more relaxed than at the beginning, and Junpei let out a long breath.

"Okay Natsume-sensei, I will formally submit the transfer application in class tomorrow, and then go to Tokyo with the teacher, it's troublesome."

The matter was settled and everything went smoothly. When Natsume left, Nagi Yoshino enthusiastically gave him some puddings: "I see that your cat likes this very much, sir. Take it and feed it to the cat. It's okay."

With a strong ability to accept, I am not surprised at all that when Natsume and Junpei were talking just now, why a cat could stuff five puddings in a row.

Junpei was very relieved, and before going to bed, he was thinking about the high school that Natsume had described to him, looking forward to life after transferring to another school.

It was rare to get a good night's sleep, and when Junpei took the transfer materials to school the next day, for the first time on the way to school, he felt relaxed and happy.

However, before he reached the school, Shunping walked through a remote corner where there was no one, and three or four curse spirits stopped there, and when they saw Shunping, they immediately surrounded him.

"Hehehe, are you willing to leave like this?"

"You don't want to take revenge on those who bullied you?"

"After learning the spell, wouldn't a scum like Sato Shota be able to kill him casually?"

"He took the lead in bullying you for a long time, the cigarette scar on his forehead, the daily beatings..."

They kept trying to arouse the unwillingness in Shunping's heart, hoping that he would fight evil with evil.

"Don't kill him, use up one hand, buzz."

"It's okay to poison him, and no one will find out that you did it."

After being bullied for so long, how could he be reconciled to the fact that the perpetrator was not punished.

Junpei's Achilles heel was poked, and he began to shake.

Where is the distance between human beings and evil?If he went to bully all the perpetrators severely, would that be okay?

"that's not allowed."

A chain stretched out from the alley next to it, and all the cursed spirits that were on fire were expelled in an instant.

"Ms. Natsume?"

Natsume held a black account book in his right hand, and handed Junpei a bottle of hot milk with his left hand: "I'm not at ease, I want to accompany you to go through the transfer procedures."

"There were a lot of things discussed yesterday, and I almost forgot to tell you about it."

Junpei felt very embarrassed. Not only did Natsume catch his bad intentions, but he was also found out that he had been bullied on campus. It was extremely embarrassing.

The teacher should hate me very much, after all, I am a bad boy, or an outcast trash.

About being bullied, Shunping once asked his former head teacher for help, but he got a sentence: "Why do they bully you when they don't bully others? Reflect more on your own problems."

Junpei lowered his head and said nothing.

Suddenly felt warm palms touching his head: "It's okay, I was also excluded and bullied too much when I was in junior high school."

Natsume touched Junpei's head: "Sensei, can you help me solve this matter?"

Passing the milk to Junpei again, this time he took the milk.

Having the same experience, Junpei instantly felt that the embarrassment of being smashed by Natsume was a lot less: "Teacher... was bullied too?"

He looked at Natsume carefully again.

"Didn't you really lie to me?"

He felt that Natsume's temperament was completely different from his own. He was cowardly and introverted, and he would be bullied no matter how he resisted. How could Natsume, who looked as warm as the sun, be excluded, and how could anyone dislike him?

"Disciple, don't doubt, Natsume is telling the truth."

Junping was shocked: "This group of cats actually started talking! Teacher, I don't have auditory hallucinations, do I?"

"Would you mind listening to the teacher's story?" Natsume took Junpei to sit in a park with a nice view.

He introduced to Shunping: "This is the master of the class, a very powerful monster, and also my teacher. After entering school, he will be your ancestor."

"I can see monsters since I was a child. When I was very young, I was called a liar by my classmates, and because I was often teased by monsters, I always acted strangely to normal people."

Natsume told Junpei about his experience, textbooks were torn up, all kinds of unsightly graffiti appeared on the desks, he was forced to contract the whole class's duty, and was "jokingly" poured a basin of ice water...

"These people are too much!" Shunping felt the same, and his fists were hardened when he heard it: "These things, what happened behind the teacher?"

"They." Natsume smiled until his eyes narrowed: "Some of them died."

Junpei:? ? ?

Just terrified.

Natsume said: "I didn't kill them. They didn't listen to me during the parents' meeting that day, and they were burned to death by an evil monster."

He has changed schools many times, and has been bullied in many schools: "Forget about some things that you really can't remember clearly. For those who remember clearly, let them apologize publicly."

"They apologized, but I didn't forgive a single one."

After Natsume settled down in Yokohama, Soseki had already investigated his information clearly.

Soseki asked him, "Do you want to hold them accountable?"

Natsume replied with the word "I think", and the uncle who protected Duzi took him to find every perpetrator to apologize publicly, which was almost dead.

"Teacher is amazing." Junpei admires Natsume very much now, but he thinks of himself in the blink of an eye: "Shota Sato, who took the lead in bullying me, has a rich family, and he is an existence that even the school directors don't want to offend."

How could he make a public apology, even if he apologized, it wouldn't have any effect.

Natsume looked at Junpei and blinked: "How did Yoshino-kun know that there are no rich kids among the people who bullied me?"

"You were hurt more seriously than me." Natsume stood up, "Don't worry, I have a solution, let the teacher find a place for you." His tone was full of domineering Yokohama people.

That boy Yoshino Junpei has been skipping class for several days without reason, Shota Sato stomped on a soda can: "Where did that garbage go?"

It has been three or four days since he vented his anger on the sandbag, Shota Sato felt that his cigarette/smoke would miss Yoshino Junpei's forehead.

Joking with one of his younger brothers: "Without that ashtray, smoking would be a pain, hahaha."

As soon as he spoke, another younger brother of Sato Shota pushed the door and came in excitedly: "Boss, Yoshino Junpei is back to class."

Shota Sato threw down the cigarette butt: "Go, my hands are itching to death, go find him and lick my feet."