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

Chess Soul Special Chapter [-]

May [-]th.

The weight slammed into my forehead.I woke up with a start and was confronted with a fat enlarged cat face.

"Ah, Mr. Cat, you woke me up early in the morning!"

The cat teacher jumped up with a "whoosh": "Who told you to scribble on "Friends Book"!"

Teacher Mao and I stared at each other for a while, and suddenly couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

"Stinky boy, why are you laughing! Be careful that this uncle eats you when you can't see it!"

"Okay, you eat me. Then Natsume won't talk to you anymore."

Teacher Cat suddenly rushed over from the chessboard. I was caught off guard and knocked down on the bed by him.It just grinned and said, "You actually threatened me?! Don't think that I dare not really eat you, Hikari Shinto!"

At that moment, I clearly caught the hostility in Mr. Cat's eyes.Teacher Cat, it really wanted to eat me for a moment!

I wanted to protest, but my eyes fell on the quilt unintentionally. The place where Mr. Cat pressed his paw was stained with bright red.

However, I didn't feel any pain.So, teacher cat?It... hurt?

Teacher Cat let go of me with a "hum", but I straightened up and hugged him whole with all my strength.

sky!There were several long and narrow slits on the inside of Mr. Cat's forelimbs. The bleeding had been stopped, but there were still traces of blood coming out, dripping wet fur, almost certainly scratched by the monster's sharp claws.

Teacher Cat pushed me away angrily, and jumped back to the chessboard: "Mind your own business."

"Are you crazy?! You ran so far with such a serious injury?! Did Natsume take you to see a doctor?"

"It was cut by a monster, and human medicine can't cure it." Teacher Cat said lightly.

"There are still monsters that can cut you?" I took out an ill-fitting white shirt from the drawer in the room, and tore a long strip of cloth, "Come here, and bandage you."

"I don't need—hey!!"

I went over without any explanation, wrapped a cloth strip around its wound, and buried my head in bandaging it up.For the first time, Mr. Cat did not resist, and seemed to take a deep breath.

"I can't see that you are quite good at bandaging." It said coldly.

"I used to wait for Natsume to wake up in the hospital, and saw a nurse did it." After a pause, I couldn't help asking, "Is it to protect that guy from getting hurt?"

"No."

"Ha, why don't you get drunk and go find a duel with youkai?"

"Do you want me to care about what I'm going to do?!"

"No matter what, why are you losing your temper again?"

As I spoke, I tied a knot on the wrapped wound.Teacher Cat stared at me strangely, wondering what he was thinking, which made people fall into a fog.

"If it weren't for Natsume, I wouldn't be bothering to see you! What did he say, you won't be defeated from May [-]th... I don't understand."

"How did Natsume know?" I was surprised.

Teacher Mao thought for a while: "It seems... I know it from your chess book."

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On the first page of "Jin Teng Chess Record", there is no chess record.

On the far right is Natsume's handwriting: "From May [-], [-] to the spring of the following year, there will be no defeat."

Suddenly a drop of water splashed down, it was my tears...

The doorbell rang in the yard, and through the dark brown panes, I watched Zuo Wei put "Go Weekly" on the wicker chair and stepped forward to open the door.It was a girl with short black hair who rang the doorbell.In his hand is a beautiful, handmade carp streamer.

"...Mr. Fujiwara, please take it—" Sanshizi handed the carp flag to Zuo, "... I wish Shinto-kun a happy Boys' Day."

The carp banner fluttered in the wind, casting a tiny reflection in the yard.At this moment, the clouds parted, and the sun gushed out, making Zuo Wei's figure illusory, as if it was about to disappear.

I felt a pain in my eye and the tears fell again.

"Boy."

I turned around and met Mr. Cat's dark pupils, showing a bit of chill.

"You don't belong to the past. Take a good look at the present."

My breathing gradually calmed down.

"Thank you, Mr. Cat."

Teacher Cat let out an "heh", but the sound was too short, it sounded like a cold snort.That feeling came again, in the attic of my grandfather's house, as if I knew everything.

"Mr. Cat, did you know about it early?" I couldn't help asking, "You knew about Zuowei?"

The carp banner flutters outside the window, like a fleeting fate.

Teacher Cat said: "From Reiko Natsume, to the fire at Honmyoji Temple, to you, to Takashi Natsume. I have known Sakai Fujiwara for 50 years."