[Go Soul Natsume's Book of Friends] Guang Xia

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"Nothing happened."

Natsume said, but his voice gradually lowered.

"Will you tell Shinto-kun?" Qinglan wrote.

Natsume sighed: "Even if you tell him, so what?"

Even if you tell Shindo-kun "you have spiritual power", so what.

There are no youkai in Tokyo. What's the difference between "visible" and "invisible"?

Here, there is no "visible" object.There is no boundary between the two, and there is no trouble caused by "visibility".

In fact, Natsume also told some people the "visible" secrets before, such as Kaname Tanuma who can feel the breath of monsters and see afterimages of monsters, and the multi-track perspective who can see monsters in the array he drew. .

But even in the face of them, Natsume is still cautious, always subconsciously avoiding mentioning what they can't see.

Knowing his secret, there is also Natori Yihe's Ba Jingji.But both of them are monster extermination masters, and they have different ideas about monsters, and Natsume can't agree with their position.

Natsume didn't expect to meet Shindo Hikaru.

In a special place, I meet my own kind, but I have no way to tell.

Enough is enough.Natsume convinced himself.What Shinto-kun gave him was enough.

Because of the light, Natsume was able to get out of the 16 years of loneliness and breathe a new, unprecedented air.For this alone, Natsume was very grateful.

Should not expect too much.

It's better not to get involved between humans and monsters.What's more, it is such a kind light.

<<

Wearing only a black sportswear, he half-lyed on the bed and read chess records.The game of Qinglan VS Zama was very exciting.Although it had nothing to do with Zuo Wei, he saw the splendor of that era through that round.

It was a history as elegant as a picture scroll.The fan bone pushed aside the long reed grass, and the sound of the flute lingered on the field in late autumn.

—— Zuowei... I saw your era in other people's chess.

The sound of the fluttering white curtain gradually faded away, and the sound of the piano scattered in the space.Just seeing myself wearing sneakers and a gold hoodie, surrounded by soft and dazzling colors, I knew I was in a dream again.

Zuo Wei, sure enough, was standing not far from him.High crown Bo belt, white clothes lightly.He raised his chin and stared into the distance, his eyes were quiet and long.

"Zuowei..." Hikaru moved his lips, but tears fell first, "Zuowei, I never thought that way...I never thought you were an obstacle!"

It is said that dreams are nothingness.

It's just a small number of active cells in the brain, Yoshimitsu Katayu.

If the majority of cells are killed in chess games over the years, this small fraction must be living in the past.Every time I dream, it must be Zuowei in the dream.

No matter what I said to him, "Gao Yongxia actually insulted you, I will defeat him for you one day" or "Damn it, Taya has risen to the fourth rank" or something else, Zuo Wei in the dream just smiled gratifiedly.no words.

The blue-purple eyes shine through Guang's body.

cast into the distance.

Many times, Guang wanted to ask "Where do you want to go?" in his dream, but he didn't ask.I was afraid that if I asked, Zuo Wei would really go there and never come back.

Standing in the overwhelming dazzling light, Hikaru looked in the direction Zuowei was staring at.The moment he raised his eyes, he saw a slender figure not far away.

The boy was wearing a white shirt, standing alone in the shadow of a tree shaking in the wind.The light golden hair danced in the mottled sunlight, and the sleeves were folded and fluttered in the wind.The brown eyes looked at the sky far away, as if expecting something, their eyes were silent.

He held the familiar "Book of Friends" in his hand.The ink-colored name flew up and down gently in the shadow of the tree.

The light watched from afar.But did not go over.

He knew that Natsume had never regarded himself as a true friend.The world of Natsume's Book of Friends is a lonely island, one can only watch from afar, but cannot stand by his side.

But there is still this thought in my heart: "Is it really okay if you don't go over there?"

In this empty dream, why is there still such a strong concern, making his head tangled up: "He is there alone", "Is it really okay if I don't go there?" "Go over there and try it out".

<<

At 5:[-] in the morning, Teacher Cat had a heavy belch.It turned over in a daze, and with a bang, the body wrapped in the "[-]" coat fell directly off the chessboard.

"It hurts me so much..." Mr. Cat complained, awkwardly getting out of his coat.Subconsciously wanted to complain to Natsume, but suddenly saw an unfamiliar room.

And the yellow-haired boy I "hate" the most, lay on the bed with the chess record in his arms—tears from the corners of his eyes silently dripped down, soaking the pillow.

Teacher Cat stared at the tearful light for a while, thinking of Natsume.Humans are really strange creatures.During the day, he was smiling all over his face, but when he fell asleep, he looked half dead.Could it be that this kid's usual demeanor of being brilliant with a little sunshine is fake? !

The cat teacher was extremely irritable, and his short paws quickly scratched the hair on his head.Same as that Natsume guy!It cursed inwardly, like that fellow Natsume, it was a masked monster! !

However... it can only watch, but can't do anything.

Still crying? !

If you cry again, it will send his PIA flying!

At this moment, Nakakosuke's "Xia Xikong" sounded.Teacher Cat took a closer look, and the screen of the phone kept flickering.Look at the yellow-haired boy on the bed, lying there crying and crying...

Teacher Cat couldn't stand it any longer, and threw the phone on his bare face with one paw.

<<

"Shinto! You're half an hour late!" He Gu yelled as soon as he saw the light, "We thought you weren't coming!"

Hikaru stood panting, his suit a little messy.Yi Jiao handed over a bottle of mineral water, with a gentle smile in his eyes: Sure enough, he is still a child who hasn't grown up.

"Shinto, your face..." He Gu found that there was a bruise on his usual face, and he grinned badly, "Been beaten?"

"You were just beaten up." It's okay if you don't mention it, but you get angry when you mention it, "I slept well, and the damn teacher threw the phone in my face all of a sudden!"

"Teacher Cat?" Yijiao was confused.

"It's a big fat cat named 'Teacher'. It's a...uh—" I wanted to say "it was raised by a friend", but for some reason, Guang suddenly choked there.

——Natsume, are you friends with me?

The list of certificates and awards was read out on the stage, without listening to a single word.

I saw the lonely Natsume in my dream yesterday, and I really felt a very strong concern at that time.He thought that he would not bring this kind of thinking to reality, but he didn't know that there were too many causes and consequences before he realized it.

The reality is reflected in the dream of nothingness.The concern in the dream in turn affects the reality.

<<

Maybe it's because of that "Book of Friends".

When I met for the first time, as soon as I opened Natsume's backpack, I saw the bamboo leaf-colored "Book of Friends".

From then on, something has been subtly held together.These three ink-colored Chinese characters have been etched in all of Hikaru's memories related to Natsume since then, like the watermark at the bottom of every picture.

It's strange to think about it. "Friends' Account" obviously has nothing to do with me.

<<

After receiving the award and stepping down, Guang saw Liang.Liang looks very good-looking and straight when he wears a suit, not as nondescript as himself.

"Are you going to play chess after the ceremony?" Liang asked to play chess.

"No, I'll go see Natsume." Hikaru said, "Ms. Kitty came to my house suddenly, and I'm a little worried about that guy."

With an expression of sudden realization: "It turns out that the boring cat you mentioned last night was referring to it."

Boring is a good word to use.Light gave him a thumbs up feebly.

Liang Liang thought for a while with a straight face: "Natsume-kun is the abandoned master?"

"Haha, yes!" Guang couldn't hold back his laughter.When these facts came out of Taya Ryo's mouth, there was a subtle sense of joy for some reason.

Liang didn't smile.He didn't know what was funny.

"Huo Huo Huo Huo!" A trembling old voice sounded, "Your relationship is not bad!"

"Ms. Kuwahara." Ryo bowed respectfully.

"Long time no see, Mr. Kuwahara." Mitsuya said, "Why did the teacher attend the ceremony?"

"I just want to see that blue kitten." Kuwahara took a puff of cigarette leisurely, wrinkling his face.

"Miss Qinglan asked for leave today." Liang said.

Guang was taken aback for a moment, how could he even know these details... Also, Qing Lan defeated Zama.

Kuwahara smiled all over his face, as if he was possessed by Mr. Kitty.His eyes opened a crack, took a look, and finally stopped on Liang's body.

"I made a bet with Ogata in the first stage of the league." Kuwahara said casually, "I bet [-] oceans that Qinglan would win, but Ogata said that even Xiaoliang couldn't win against Zama, so how could a little girl win?" win?"

"Ah!—As a result, Zama bit off the fan."

Guang suddenly felt his scalp go numb.This old man, what do you want to do?He sneaked a glance at Liang from the corner of his eye, who was pursing his lips tightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Since you appeared, newcomers have sprung up like bamboo shoots." Kuwahara glanced at him and smiled more meaningfully.

"Don't be frightened by the sound of footsteps chasing you, Taya Ryo."

Here it is again, Mr. Kuwahara's gaze, which many people are afraid of, fully interprets the meaning of "old, treacherous and cunning".There are many types of sharp eyes.Taya Yukihiro's eyes were not angry and majestic, full of oppression, like black clouds before a storm destroys a city.Zuo Wei's eyes were soft and clear, like a sword tempered by autumn water.But Kuwahara's eyes are subtly between exploration and playfulness, and there is a deep meaning in the banter, which is unpredictable.

It's a bit like Teacher Cat.Light and wickedly slandered.

If you want not to be overwhelmed by this kind of gaze, the method is actually very simple, that is - meet it without fear!

That's what Taya did.He was a head taller than Kuwahara, and it was effortless to look straight into the old man's eyes, and he even lowered his head slightly.

"I won't give in." Liang said firmly, with a resolute look.Even if you lose your seniority and strength, you must never lose your momentum.Taya Ryo has been using this trick superbly since he was a child (Shinto Mitsuyu).

Kuwahara laughed a few times, put his hands behind his back and left.Just watching He Gu and Yi Jiao hurriedly salute and make way for the old man, he couldn't help sighing that this thing is invincible.Look at the style of the old man, those who don't know think that the head of state is inspecting it.

"Tsk, what on earth is that old bald man thinking?" Guang scratched his scalp, "he's so nervous."

The word "old bald man" was so easy to pronounce, Lian Liang couldn't help but twitch his mouth. "Sensei Kuwahara feels threatened."

"threaten?"

"Didn't you and I enter the third cycle of Tianyuan and Honinbo?"

Guang understood, and laughed loudly: "Actually, the one who was frightened by the sound of footsteps chasing up was the old man Kuwahara himself! Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Those strange laughs came alive, startled Shoji and Oka on the side, looked around, thinking that Kuwahara was back again.Liang turned his head and walked away, with a "don't say I know this idiot" expression on his face.

"Hey, Taya!"

Qingyue's voice condensed into a thread, reaching Toya Ryo's ear.

He turned his head, and his dark green short straight hair was blown by a gust of wind.Guang stood not far behind him, his handsome face showed the confident expression that Liang was used to, never admitting defeat.

"Honinbo and Tianyuan two battles, I will not give in!"

At that moment, the hustle and bustle of the venue seemed to be far away—only the 12-year-old self and the light, and the city and streets that were dyed red by the sunset that day remained.Back then, I looked back at the same angle, raised my eyebrows disdainfully: "It's just you?"

Finally caught up!Hikari Shinto!

Bright eyes, like a lion ready to go.

"Don't let me down! Hikari Shinto!"