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

Twice

"Asaka, you just recovered from a serious illness, where are you going in such a hurry?" Natsume said without waiting for Zuowei to speak.

Qian Cong said nothing, tears welling in her eyes.The ribs of the copper umbrella in her hand were almost broken.All these made Natsume feel frightened and ominous.In Natsume's memory, Asagi was so beautiful, and Zuo Wei had a noble and pure atmosphere, how could he be so distraught.

Could it be... trying to do something stupid!

"Guizhi is right," Zuowei frowned, "Why did you say goodbye just after waking up?" He sighed, "Shancong...I haven't repaid you yet."

Qian Cong and Natsume were startled when they heard the words, and then realized that Zuo Wei always thought it was Qian Cong who asked him to come back.

"Mr. Zuo Wei, there is no need to repay." Qian Cong smiled faintly, "I will get better."

"No, Asagi, let me pay it back." Zuo Wei stared at Asagi, "It's lucky to be able to repay."

There was a momentary flicker in Qian Cong's eyes.She lowered her head, her smooth water-blue hair poured down like a waterfall, covering her snow-white face, like a lonely white lotus in a blue lake.Tong used that big umbrella to cover her head and gave his all, but he didn't know that she would wither in the end.

Qian Cong thought for a while, and finally said: "If we talk about repayment, then Qian Cong has only one wish—hope to hear Mr. Zuowei's flute in Tokyo."

The girl spoke softly, but Natsume could hear the subtext: "Asacon, are you going to Tokyo next?"

It was Kawasoe who answered: "Asaka has become my shikigami."

"What, shikigami?!" Natsume yelled angrily, he absolutely couldn't connect Asagi with the identity of shikigami.But Chuantian interrupted him: "Shancong, let's go."

"Wait a minute, don't go." Natsume didn't know where the courage came from, and went around in front of Chuan Tian and Qian Cong, and stopped them.

Chuan Tian's pair of blue-purple eyes similar to Zuo Wei seemed sad and happy, which was completely different from Zuo Wei's purity.

Should you be glad?At least there is no Haruba's cruelty and Natori's indifference.

Natsume looked deeply at Asagi: "Are you voluntarily becoming a shikigami?"

Light Onion nodded.She actually smiled: "Natsume-kun, I have been by Mibu-sama's side for many years—do you think there are any human beings in this world who can force me?"

Natsume was immediately speechless.Why did he find this more worrisome?

"Shancong, are you sure you don't play the piano anymore?" Zuo Wei asked with concern.

Qian Cong You trembled, and after a while, he said firmly: "No."

In the past, Qian Cong liked playing the piano so much, even if his body was decaying and there was still a wisp of breath left, he would never forget the piano.Looking at Qian Cong's complete back at this moment, Natsume's heart groaned, not knowing who to pity.Looking at Zuo Wei again, he couldn't bear it very much, with a look of sadness on his face.

"Asagi," Tanuma seemed to hear that Asagi was leaving, and felt that it would be too late if he didn't say anything else, so he mustered up his courage, "I...I have something for you."

"It's you, the boy who can't see me." Asagi then looked at Tanuma, showing the first comfortable smile after waking up, even though Tanuma couldn't see, the tenderness in his voice made the boy blush , "Do you have anything for me?"

"This." Tanuma took out a few yellow fruits from his uniform pocket, which were loquats, "Asaka, although you don't play the pipa anymore, I still hope you can accept it."

"Okay, I'll take it." Qian Cong walked up to him and took the loquat from his hand, "Thank you."

The sound of the wind blew up, and Qian Cong's figure disappeared.All around, only withered lotus fragrance is flying.

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On the window sill of Natsume's room, Zuowei found the bamboo flute he made himself.The body of the flute is clean and moist, obviously it has been carefully wiped, and a tassel that seems to be made of water blue silk thread is newly tied on the flute pipe.

It was light onion long hair.

"In order to suppress the desire to play the piano, I actually became a shikigami who exterminates demons..." Natsume said sadly.

Zuo Wei sighed in shock.Yes, no one understands Asagi than him, and no one understands himself better than Asahi.There is nothing more sad than asking for something but not getting it, and asking for something but not getting it.He was like that in the past, and he is like this now.

"Natsume! I heard that youkai are chasing "Book of Friends"—!"

A drunken yell sounded, and the beckoning cat appeared staggeringly at the window.

"Hic! Where's it! Look at me mishandling it, Hiccup!"

Teacher Cat gave Natsume a big belch full of alcohol, and Natsume's depression was full of nowhere to vent, so he punched it in the head.

"Where did you buy the wine?" Natsume said angrily, "Could it be stolen again?"

"What are you talking about, the new platform was built, I became a yellow-haired boy, and there was a long queue at the izakaya in front of the station!"

"Have you become Shinto-kun again, bluffing around?"

"Hey, I have no choice but to become like you and Reiko. Those humans say I'm not old enough, so they won't let me buy alcohol!"

"you--"

"Speaking of which, Natsume," Mr. Cat's expression became playful, "You remember the name of the third station from the top in Tokyo."

"What is the third station name?" Natsume was taken aback.

"Go and buy a lucky number ball, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" The cat teacher rolled onto the "Jinto Chess Account" and hiccupped again while lying on it, "Pfft, when I saw the name of this account, I would be surprised." I feel nauseous, vomit—”

"Teacher Cat, you dare to spit on Shinto's chess record for me!"