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

rain.The rain was overwhelming.

When Xiao Xiaoliang led Xiao Guang into the clubhouse, the whole clubhouse erupted.Natori, who was wearing a hat, also stood up from the corner, and his eyes fell on the purple ghost following behind the light.

He doesn't come to Tokyo often, but he also knows the rules of the demon world in Tokyo.It's not like any other small town.In places like Yahara and Inoshima, demon extermination people usually use their power only after receiving the entrustment to exterminate demons.However, in Tokyo, the demon exorcists headed by the Toba family and the Kawasoe family will kill monsters and other "inhuman things" as soon as they see them.Tokyo is the heart of Japan. In order to ensure the normal operation of the city and even the country, and to protect the people here from harm, they have no choice.None of the demon exorcisers apologized for this, and they firmly believed that expelling monsters for human beings was justified.

"For a greater existence."——This is the iron law that Tokyo demon hunters must abide by.

For a hundred years, under the meticulous eradication of dissidents by the exorcists, Tokyo has gradually disappeared from monsters.Except for the bright white monster that appeared above the fireworks that day——if you make a move, it will be a difficult target.But it didn't eat people, and left the city after only staying for a while.

Natori mingled among the crowd watching the battle, silently watching Ryo's collapse, Hikari's bewilderment, and Zuowei's overwhelming strength.

"Master, this is not a monster, but a ghost obsessed with obsession." Sasahou's inquiry came from beside his ear, "Do you want to do it?"

"Sooner or later." Natori said blankly, "Just wait and see."

After Hikari and Zuowei left, Ryo sat dumbly in front of the chessboard surrounded by everyone, with his head lowered, tears pattering down on the floor.Natori pushed aside the crowd and stepped forward.

He took a breath: "Xiao Liang, it's me."

Liang raised his head in surprise, and wiped his tears: "...cousin? When did you come to Tokyo?"

"You came here for the game against Shinto." Natori said calmly, "Xiao Liang, I'll take you home."

"No—" Ryo retorted without thinking, but Natori pulled him up involuntarily.

If you don't distract Liang's attention at this time, he will dig into the horns - Natori, who has been watching him since he was a child, knows his cousin better than anyone else.

"I'll take him home first." Ming greeted the worried old men.Ryo, who is in the sixth grade of elementary school, is dragged by Natori, a college student of performing arts, like a small oil bottle.Liang subconsciously struggled, but the huge difference in body shape made all of Liang's struggles look weak and funny.Even in such a solemn atmosphere, many people still laughed.

"Then I'm counting on you, Mr. Natori—" Ichikawa's voice followed from afar.

"Leave it to me." Natori said with a trademark smile.Liang was still thinking about the chess game, turning a blind eye to the scene in front of him where the roses were in full bloom and Shihe's cheeks were blushing.

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The sound of rain continued for a long time.Natori and Ryo each held a black umbrella.At this time, Tokyo is noisy and quiet.

Liang lowered his head.The pair of hands holding the chess pieces were still in his mind, making the moves carefully, pa, pa, pa... Like broken jade hitting ice crystals, it shattered his self-righteous arrogance and dignity bit by bit.

Then came the spring day when the cherry blossoms danced.His father took his little hand: "You love Go more than anyone else..."

"What are you thinking about?" Natori's voice sounded abruptly, pulling Ryo back from the illusion to reality.

"...I'm thinking about my father." Liang said softly, his voice drifting in the swirling mist, "I'm thinking about some things he said to me."

"Really?" Natori chuckled, "In that case, do you want to hear what my uncle told me?"

Ryo looked at Takeru in surprise.

"He told me that I don't have to care about some things that I shouldn't care about." Natori said meaningfully, the silhouette in the sound of rain has a kind of unfathomable depth in the dark night, "That child is not what you imagined like that."

It won't be long before the ghost world in Tokyo discovers the existence of this ghost.However, Natori didn't want to kill him personally.After all, he also loved Go, and with the influence of Taya's family, he had a complicated admiration for ghost players who were as talented as Taya Yukihiro.

"I...I can't accept myself losing to him!" Liang's voice was unwilling and stubborn, "He is such a strong person! He even said something like 'play around with a few titles'—he insulted him. All professional chess players! I... I lost to him like that, I actually lost to him like that!!"

Natori was too surprised to speak.In his impression, his cousin has always been a quiet and indifferent person, and he doesn't care much about people and things other than Go-he will also have violent emotional ups and downs one day?

Natori will always remember that rainy night.He didn't know how long he had been listening to Liang, maybe it was only a short dozen seconds, or a few minutes.The rain fluttered and fell on his face, which hurt slightly.However, the pain made him realize that what Liang cares about is a phantom that is doomed to disappear, and as the executioner of countless "phantoms", he has the obligation and must make Liang wake up.

"Since then, I have persuaded Xiaoliang countless times not to care about Shindo. He never listened to my words." Natori said, "Most of the time Xiaoliang patiently listens to the teachings of his elders, but the people and things he believes are just I will unswervingly pursue it. This is very similar to Natsume.”

"It has nothing to do with me." Natsume said, thinking about another detail.At this moment, Natori is a little bit—although it is not wrong, but it seems to be avoiding a certain emotion with ease.Natsume dare not say how much he knows Natori, but he is not ignorant.Is the reason for the name to provoke the light, is it just as he guessed?

"When you yelled at me 'don't hurt them anymore, they are already hurt', I thought of Xiaoliang almost instantly." Natori smiled softly, "I thought at that time, you should Could it be that he is also a person who is indifferent on the surface and stubborn on the inside... Sure enough, I didn't expect that you would become Shinto's friend later on."

Natsume didn't know what to say.Hikari also said before that Liang's personality is similar to his own, but he specifically emphasized that "it's just a little bit like him. You are better than him, that guy is too arrogant".

Natsume thought at the time that maybe Ryo-kun, who sat withered in front of the chessboard since he was a child, was also lonely.Just don't know, arrogance is actually another kind of loneliness.

"For this matter, Xiaoliang struggled for four full years. He kept watching Shindo who was possessed by Sai, but he refused to admit it. On the other side, the demon world quickly launched an operation. I still remember the scene Secretary?" The blood on Natsume's face gradually faded.Teacher Cat also had a serious look on his face.Of course they do.Blindfolds, long hair, spelled arrows.A dark cave, blood swimming like tadpoles.

"You mean... Sai fell into his hands?" Natsume couldn't imagine.

"No. I stopped him." Natori shook his head, "At that time, I only thought he was a member of the Tokyo Demon Exorcists, but I found out later that he is Shiba Shizuji."

Natori saw a group of black shikigami with blurred faces near the street.Even if he didn't care about it, he couldn't ignore the unusual malice.One of the black shikigami shrank into the size of a piece of paper and squeezed into the door of a residential house.

Natori was a little concerned, and took out a paper doll from his bosom, and whispered a mantra.The paper doll also jumped in.I didn't expect it to be seen through.A few seconds later, the door opened with a "squeak", and a young man with long black hair stood inside the door with a half-smile, wearing a blindfold on his right eye.

"Oh, I really didn't expect," he laughed ferociously, "that I would meet my colleagues."

"Are you also a demon exorcist?" Natori was taken aback, but he also realized that this person should not be underestimated, "What are you doing here?"

"Come in, too." He moved away as he spoke.Alarm bells rang in Natori's heart.The invisible Guaji and Sasahou are also full of vigilance.

The man seemed oblivious to all this, and walked up to the attic.Obviously, the owner of this house is not there.The black-haired young man broke into the house privately just like that, and asked his shikigami to watch out for him at the door.This kind of despicable behavior makes Mingqi quite contemptible.With a few hints of worry about "whether he will steal" and curiosity about "what is he doing", Natori suppressed the sullenness in his heart, and walked in.

Thinking about it later, Natori didn't know why he followed Madoka into the attic.If the family happened to come back at this time, he would not be able to clean himself even if he jumped into the Kanda River.However, the arrangement of fate has its own ingenuity.Without this move, there would be no Legend of Chess of Light.