[Comprehensive] I, the second generation of God, have a bad fate

Life gradually returned to the right track in a calm and busy manner.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the end of September in the blink of an eye.The leaves on the roadside have fallen off, the green leaves are dyed bright yellow, and the autumn is getting stronger.

After Takashi Natsume's condition was stabilized, his attitude towards life gradually became more positive and optimistic. During the process of learning, he planned to start a business for his dream.

After negotiating with Duogui Tou and Tanuma, he decided to set up a studio in the near future, and establish a youkai forum website to specialize in content related to youkai.

The name of the website is tentatively decided to be Natsume's Book of Friends. It is planned that in the future, not only will it introduce comics and anime about monsters, but it will also create light novels and illustrations to encourage fans who love monster literature to create works.

They want to make this website the largest monster custom website in China, so that all people who love related content can gather here.

In addition, it is also a good decision to sell related peripherals and a series of books on serious orthodox customs, and has received strong support from Dokari Riichiro.

"The young people nowadays, the ideal of most people is to study hard and earnestly, to enter a state-owned enterprise and get a stable job after graduation. There are not many young people like you and your friends who are entrepreneurial and motivated."

Multitrack Riichiro is talking about the current reality of his country's society.

"If you have any problems, just come to me. The teacher is willing to do his best to help you young people start their own businesses."

After Natsume Takashi heard this, he couldn't help being very grateful and more motivated.

Multitrack Riichiro is a well-known ghost customist in China. Not only has he published many series of books, but also his lectures have won a large number of fans and fame in China with his unique humor and profound professional knowledge. Many related films and animations are produced. He is there behind the scenes.

He promised that he would be a special guest of the Youren Account website in the future, and cooperate in organizing various activities, such as interviewing and recording short video programs to popularize science and promote culture, reposting lucky draws to provide free lecture tickets, etc.

"Such a great idea, brother will definitely succeed!"

Start from the studio first, and then turn into a company when there are achievements in the future. Xia You believes that Natsume Takashi and his friends definitely have the ability in this regard.

Monster literature has always been a hot topic in China, but currently there is no company that focuses on this content. If Takashi Natsume's response is good, it is not impossible to get the favor of investors in the later stage.

Therefore, before the studio was established, Xia You spread the news in her circle of friends, warming up their struggle for their ideals.

Especially those old fans on her blog are quite looking forward to the birth of such an exclusive paradise, and many people responded quickly in the private circle of friends.

While drinking water, Xia You read their replies one by one with great interest.

Ninja Yuuji: ...the sofa.

Both this girl and her brother are guys who like to do big things...

Nura Rikusheng: If you need any help, just let me know.

This kind of place, he thought, would not only become a meeting place for humans who love monster literature, but also a paradise for monsters.It's the 21st century, and monsters also know how to surf the Internet, and they especially like to watch anime, movies, movies or novels created by humans about them.

Izumi Sagiri: If there is such a place, I would also like to publish my work on such a platform.After reading senior sister's comics for so long, I have long been eager to try more monster-themed works.

I just don't know if drawing erotic illustrations will affect minors' browsing...

Akaya Kirihara: Wow!Will there be anime or manga about youkai playing tennis in the future?I suddenly found this topic very interesting!

Xia You twitched the corners of her mouth, brother...you have already achieved this...

Yiqi Hiyori: I am very interested. After I graduate, can I work in such a company through the back door? 2333

Yato: It is strongly required that the gods also have enough appearances!Don't forget that the definition of gods and monsters has been blurred since ancient times. It is interesting to have monsters and gods!

Keigo Atobe: It’s a gorgeous ideal.

After looking at it, the pop-up window on the firm's website flickered a few times, it was Guan San's news.

Xia You saw that he took the initiative to knock on her, so she guessed that someone must have come to the door, and she clicked on the message and it turned out to be the case.Now, she completes at least one mission a week.

"Since you are so busy, let me give you a lighter and simpler task for this week~"

She clicked to accept the entrusted task that was released, and just now she raised her brows slightly, realizing the specialness of this entrusted task.

It turned out to be another commission initiated by an old acquaintance.

"I want to know what a creature that may be a monster that has been entangled with me for the past two months wants to say to me?"

The person who initiated the commission was Keigo Atobe.

A hint of surprise flashed in Xia You's eyes, not to mention how Keigo Atobe believed in such a strange website as Lu Ding Ding, how did he get entangled by monsters?

This guy... As expected of being good friends with Ninzu, adventures should be in pairs.

It is indeed easy to entrust the task, the other party is not urgent, as long as it is completed before October [-]th.

October [-]th is the day when Keigo Atobe went abroad. I saw him mention it in the circle of friends a few days ago, and I counted it carefully.

So is it because of this reason that I postponed my trip to the United States for a month?

*****

In the evening, Keigo Atobe, who had released the entrusted task, did not sit in front of the computer and wait patiently for the entrusted task to be picked up. He did not think that such a strange website would be so efficient.

Not to mention that the name of this website sounds like some kind of wretched adult website at first glance, and the style of the painting is old, as if it lived ten years ago, and it doesn't look gorgeous at all.

What's more, the server of this website is simply super bad super bad!

It took him more than half an hour from logging in to the website to successfully posting the order. If Yushi Ninata hadn't told him about the website, Atobe would have closed the browser long ago.

"It's not gorgeous, a server made of potatoes."

Rao himself is very patient, and he can't wait to replace this poor old website with a tall and smooth server for free in the name of the Atobe Foundation.

Didn't that guy Renzu say that he logged in to this website in a second when his mobile phone had no signal?Why did I go crazy when I got to him...

If this website can be reviewed, he must give a bad review mercilessly.

Atobe doesn't know that the signal needed by the humans connecting to the Yokai Office website is actually the demonic aura tainted on them.Ren Zu entered the website in seconds because the nearby Hashihime was full of monsters, and Furukawa Aiko's resentment was not low.

He casually replied to a comment on Xia You's new circle of friends, forked off the program and shut down the computer in one go, and walked slowly towards his big, outrageous garden.

In autumn, the night is already deep, and late frost has already appeared on the wet and cold stones by the pond.

Atobe exhaled lightly, forming clouds of white mist in the air.

"Young master doesn't rest at such a late hour, you should pay more attention to your health." The person who came was an old housekeeper with gray temples but still elegant and calm demeanor, who had watched him grow up.

"Could it be insomnia again? It's cold at night. I'll bring a cup of hot milk with honey. You have to go to America next week, and you'll have jet lag by then. Don't mess up your body..." the old housekeeper The chattering voice gradually faded away.

Honey with hot milk is good for sleep, and this menstrual department basically drinks it every night.

Atobe nodded slightly and did not speak, but looked at the garden under the night sky with a slightly lonely expression, his eyes were far away.

The old butler quickly brought over the hot milk and put it on the marble table beside him. Atobe thanked him, but he didn't drink it right away.

"It's autumn."

"That's right... this is the second autumn of No.20 with the young master, time flies so fast." The old housekeeper showed a kind smile on his face, and looked at the child in front of him tenderly. .

He was once considered young and handsome, but the wrinkles on his face could not be erased.

Just like the rose garden under this autumn night, the flowers and leaves are withered, leaving only bare branches.

Atobe looked at the butler, then at the huge withered rose garden, and slowly closed his eyes.

He loves gorgeous roses the most, just like himself, under the gorgeous and elegant appearance, there is a passionate love for tennis.

However, the stunning and fragrant scenery in spring and summer has disappeared now, and the icy winter will be greeted in the future.

"The flowers are all lost."

"It's autumn now, young master." The old housekeeper smiled slightly, "It will open again in the spring of next year."

"Really." Atobe stood quietly in the garden, and the shadow under the night was elongated by the bright and soft lights, making him look more and more lonely and deserted.

"These flowers bloom every year, and they become more red every year, but how many people will remember the scenery that once bloomed."

These flaming roses, like the embers of sparks, will eventually bloom and fail in the fields.

Just like him.

Every year, one eye-catching tennis rookie after another blooms his colors in the sun, like a wave that never stops, but he can no longer hold the racket and use his life to express his love for it.

No matter how beautiful the rose garden was in full bloom in the past, how gorgeous he was back then.The dazzling newcomers and talented youngsters in the future will eventually overshadow him.

After all, he never officially set foot in tennis to become a professional tennis player.

After entering university, he rarely participated in various competitions, and the heavy burden of the family made him breathless.

If he no longer plays tennis after graduation, his fan club will have fewer and fewer fans and eventually disband.Nowadays, the eyes of most teenagers and girls are more on the budding stars.

After all, those freshmen have never seen what kind of demeanor Atobe played tennis in the past, and when they mentioned him, they would only say: Ah, I know, it is the Ice Emperor who once said the legend!

The past, the legend, all will be submerged and forgotten as the years go by.

After a long time, no one will know how much sincerity a man named Keigo Atobe devoted to the cherished tennis when he was young, and how much tears, pain and happiness he left behind.

Just like withered roses, they fall into the dust and disappear, and others will not remember their splendor in full bloom in the past.

"That doesn't seem like something the young master would say." The old butler looked at him quietly, knowing exactly what Atobe was thinking and why he was lonely.

"Ah... Speaking of which, although these roses have withered, there is a very magical narcissus by the pond in the garden!"

Hearing the word "narcissus", Atobe suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the butler.

The old housekeeper smiled and explained: "Yes, there are varieties of daffodils that bloom in August, but this one is still blooming even though it has already entered autumn."

Speaking of this stubborn narcissus, the old housekeeper began to ramble non-stop.

"I heard from the gardener that this narcissus is well taken care of, and the flowering period is much longer than ordinary narcissus every year. Will the young master come with me to see it?"

The old butler mentioned this, and walked to the pond not far away.

In the slightly bright autumn wind under the night, those delicate white flowers are dotted with bright yellow, swaying gently.

Seeing this scene, the old housekeeper seemed very happy, "By the way, I remember that this daffodil flower seemed to be brought back by you yourself. It is indeed the flower chosen by the young master himself. It is really extraordinary!"

"Haha, I always heard that the children in the Ice Emperor School privately compared the young master to a daffodil. Looking at it now, this daffodil really has the character of the young master. Even in the autumn night, it is swaying and graceful."

"Look, what a tenacious little life, how beautiful... This is the first time I have seen such a daffodil in so many years, but it is really impressive and unforgettable."

The old butler was very good at talking, so Atobe could understand that the butler was comforting him tactfully.

However, the worry on his brow didn't seem to dissipate.

Atobe looked at the narcissus quietly, without saying a word for a long time. After a long time, he stretched his brows, remembering how there was a narcissus in a garden full of roses.

He remembered that it was given to him in the third year of high school by the girl who was bullied by the support club because of him before she left.

At that time, after he accepted the pot of daffodils, he handed them over to the gardener.

Although Atobe and the girl were in the same class, the other party had always been very quiet, and the two rarely interacted with each other. After more than four years, he could no longer even remember the other party's name.

Strange daffodils... Could it be related to that guy?

"It's late at night, you should go to bed earlier."

Atobe left behind these words, turned and left alone.

"Okay, the milk must be cold, I'll bring the young master another cup to the room later."

In the middle of the night, Atobe lay quietly on his soft, spacious and gorgeous bed, sighed deeply, and Mimori was still quietly placed on the bedside table, without emitting any light.

Atobe knew that this meant that the little girl in the white dress was not around.

That strange thing... It seems that it has not appeared for several days. Could it be that it has been driven away by this guard?

Atobe frowned slightly.

When he first saw that thing, he was really scared, but he was as calm and rational as he was, and he didn't act rashly from the beginning.

The little girl seemed to be very afraid of the guard next to him, and didn't dare to approach him at all.

And after seeing it a few times, I gradually got used to it, and Atobe could feel that this little girl seemed to want to say something to herself.

When he can see each other, he tries to talk to him from a distance.

"What do you want to do?"

The little girl's thin pink lips moved slightly, but Atobe couldn't hear anything. From the gesture in the eyes of the other party, it seemed that it was because of Mimori.

Therefore, Atobe tried to put the Omori in the living room and then returned to the bedroom. This time, not only could he not hear the other party's voice, he could not even see the appearance of the little girl...

But the increasingly intense aroma told him that the other party was very close to him at this time.

Atobe found that it seemed that he couldn't see the little girl without the mormori, but if he kept the mormori by his side, the other party couldn't get close.

But... no matter what, Atobe doesn't mind having such a ghost-like thing living in his home.

After all, she didn't have any malice, so he didn't care.

It's just... when the aroma and figure appeared less and less frequently, Atobe vaguely noticed something was wrong.

The other party looked at her with persistence and nostalgia, as well as unconcealable regret and tears.

At this moment, Atobe felt a strange feeling in his heart.He always felt that the other party looked weak, transparent as if they were about to disappear.

What exactly do you want to say to him?

Atobe suddenly wanted to know very much.

He remembered that Ninzuzu had given this omamori to him, so he quickly called Ninzuzu to inquire about it.

The other party said: "...Look, I guessed that you were entangled by something like a monster, and it was true."

"Since the other party has no malicious intentions, don't worry. I think ordinary humans can't see monsters, or that monsters don't have enough power to show themselves in front of you."

Atobe was a little surprised that Shinobu could speak so eloquently.

"How do you know this? Could it be that you have really encountered monsters?"

"This... due to some agreements, I can't say. However, I can give you some pointers. You go to a website called Green Ding Ding Monster Office to post the commission, and I think the problem will be resolved soon."

"As for more, I can't say any more."

A guy who isn't gorgeous, why is he so secretive?

Feeling puzzled and puzzled, Atobe tried to publish his commission and describe the problems he encountered on this website with a strange style of painting and a strange name.

Which onmyoji family created a website to make money, isn't it too backward?

Before closing his eyes and going to bed, Atobe habitually glanced at his mobile phone, only to realize that he had received a text message at some point.

The source of the text message was from an unknown area, but unexpectedly it was not intercepted by the system.

"Hello, dear Mr. Atobe Keigo, the envoy you just released has been accepted by the envoy. The envoy hopes to come to your door at 16:00 on Friday three days later to relieve your worries. Do you agree? If yes, please reply Agree on a meeting place, if you do not agree, please reply no, and discuss the time with the angel on the website, we will reply you immediately."

God's envoy... Are people from the family of onmyojis calling themselves such lofty titles now?

The text message was received an hour ago, that is, the other party sent this text message just after he turned off the computer.

Atobe raised his eyebrows, this website is a bit interesting, he didn't seem to leave his contact information just now.

Well, Friday was Friday, and he was fine then.

After thinking about it, he replied to the other party with his home address, and then quietly waited for the arrival of Friday with some interest and anticipation.

Until four o'clock in the afternoon on Friday, a girl who was still carrying a schoolbag was led into the living room by the butler. The broken hair on her forehead was still a little messy, obviously she had rushed all the way here.

"Master, Miss Xia You is looking for you." This is not the first time the old butler has seen Xia You. In the past, she would often come to the house with the members of the tennis club as guests, so she was very familiar with her.

Since he was an acquaintance, and Atobu was busy with nothing in the afternoon, he didn't need to make more reports, and brought the other party in directly.

Seeing her, Atobe was a little surprised, "You girl...why did you come to my uncle all of a sudden?"

Ice Emperor High School ends at [-]:[-] p.m., this kid arrived at Atobe House at [-]:[-] p.m., did he skip club activities and come here to find him?

But he really couldn't think of what Xia You would do if he came to him.

"Thank you, grandpa." Xia You took the warm tea handed over by the old butler, drank it in one gulp, and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

The Atobe house is too big, and the huge garden that is a bus stop away is no joke.

A private residence, and there is no real bus stop outside, so I used to bear enough to drive her here, but this time her leg almost broke.

After calming down her disordered breathing, Xia You took out a piece of paper from her schoolbag and placed it on the retro coffee table in front of Atobe.

"Here, sign it."

Atobe's eyes fell on the paper, his face changed slightly, and then he tilted his head naturally and said, "Since this girl rarely comes as a guest, let the kitchen make some snacks for her, just the ones she usually likes most. .”

"Okay, please wait a moment, young master and Miss Xia You." The old butler smiled slightly and walked towards the kitchen.

He stood far away just now, and was blocked by Xia You's back. He didn't see the white paper, which was as blank as snow. Following Xia You's voice, many densely packed and faintly glowing characters gradually appeared.

There was no one else in the living room, Atobe stood up and looked at her strangely.

"You...follow me."

"No, you first say your name to this piece of paper."

Atobe paused, and did what she said two or three seconds later. His name soon appeared on the white paper, and Xia You nodded in satisfaction.

Afterwards, the two walked towards the bedroom, and their figures disappeared around the corner of the stairs.