Mr. Natsume's special mantra

Today, I seem to be drifting with the current in a deep mystery, unable to struggle, and unable to escape. ——Takashi Natsume

The next day, the first-year classroom of the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic and Magic.

The three silently watched Natsume Takashi standing by the window talking to the monster outside.

Nagasaki Wild Rose bumped the arm of Yuzu Yuhito next to him, and asked, "Which one is this today?"

"The third one." Knotabagi Yujin replied, covering his face.

"This guy... really attracts monsters." Nagasaki Wild Rose glanced at the boy again, and couldn't help sighing, "Didn't it mean that monsters are hard to see?"

"That's only compared to ordinary people." Gu Huo, who had already put on a shikigami costume, stood beside them and continued: "Natsume's body stores a lot of demon power, which is like a great tonic. Wherever he is, he can attract monsters who want to devour him."

Knotabagi Yuhito: "Then...these are all monsters who want to eat Natsume?"

Hearing this, Gu Huo was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled: "Why do you think so?"

Seeing their puzzled looks, Gu Huo sighed, "That's the monster that Natsume asked me to help find out about. That civet cat fell into a curse. Natsume wants to solve this matter as soon as possible."

But how could the curse be something that could be solved so easily.

Gu Huo looked at Shikigami who was talking with the monster outside the window, and recalled the night when he came back.

The dark-haired young man tidied up his house, cleared a lot of space, and started to do the things he was going to do when he woke up.

Gu Huo restrained his breath and stood aside, looking at the gradually formed familiar formation, he asked, "Who are you going to summon?"

"C, a monster who is proficient in curses and treats me very well."

Hearing the suffix at the end, Gu Huo raised the corners of his lips secretly, "Is that so, do you need my help?"

"Can you help me look around?"

"of course can."

After drawing the magic circle, Natsume Takashi put on the white cloth he found from the house earlier, and put the mirror and friend's tent in the middle of the magic circle.

After dripping blood on the mirror, the boy clasped his hands together, meditating on that banshee with a beautiful appearance and a free and easy personality.

"Guardian of me, appear before me, your name is Bing." Note ①

The familiar vortex of spiritual power centered on the young man and spread to the surroundings.

Knotweed Yuren and Fu Heihui, who were closest to him, felt the familiar fluctuations of spiritual power, and they ran out of the boy's room before changing out of their pajamas.

"Guhuo, what's wrong with Natsume?" Yujin Yuzhang, who arrived first, looked at Guhuo who was standing in front of the door with his sword in his arms.

Gu Huo reached out and rubbed the short pimple hair on Yuzu Yujin's head, until the boy's ears turned red from embarrassment, then he slightly withdrew his hand and replied, "Don't worry, Natsume just needs to understand something."

"Huh—" Knotabagi Yuhito took a breath, "That's good."

Although he knew that something that could endanger Natsume's life was unlikely to happen, he still couldn't help being worried when he felt the power fluctuations spreading through the past.

Gu Huo looked at Fu Heihui, who was following closely, and comforted him with a smile: "Sorry, Natsume is fine."

"En." Fu Heihui responded, but his tightly locked brows did not open.

The fluctuation of demon power inside gradually stopped.

The door was gently opened, and the boy holding the cat walked out.

"Guhuo?" Natsume Takashi looked suspiciously at the extra knotweed Yuren and Fukui Hui in front of him, not knowing why.

Gu Huo walked sideways behind Natsume Takashi, and replied: "These two children are very worried about you, and they came here without changing their clothes."

The two people mentioned are mainly aware of their messy clothes.

Looking at Fu Heihui, who was unhappy, and Yu Zhang Yuren, who had a silly smile on his face, the boy raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I made you worry."

"Since you are fine, Fu Hei and I will go back first."

The pink-haired boy tugged at the dark-haired boy with a bad complexion, turned around and waved his hands.

When Natsume Takashi thought that his actions had troubled Fukuroe, the voice of the black-haired boy sounded along with the wind: "Stop using that trick when you're outside in the future."

So striking.

Even if Fu Heihui didn't finish his words, Natsume Takashi and Gu Huo understood the tenderness hidden in his cold words.

"He's a good boy." After sighing, Gu Huo followed Natsume Takashi into the room.

Looking at the mess in the house, Gu Huo sighed, "It seems to have failed."

Natsume Takashi squatted down, and while erasing the traces of the magic circle, he replied: "Well, it seems that there is a force that blocked the connection between me and her."

Gu Huo paused the hand that was cleaning up the mess, and then replied without a trace: "Can you feel it clearly?"

"Yes, how should I say?" Natsume Takashi looked at the palm of his hand and said, "When I first summoned, I could feel C's mood."

The urgency, the desire to be called, to meet him.

"Later, I was even able to vaguely perceive C's position."

The banshee who loved him so much was dressed in a kimono he had never seen before, sitting there gracefully, as if she had talked about something interesting, she habitually tilted her head and smiled.

He had never felt it more clearly than in one of his rare callings.

"Is that so?" Gu Huo folded the white cloth and put it in the closet, "Natsume is amazing."

This is no longer something that can be explained by talent.

Even in the Heian era of this world, very talented onmyojis couldn't feel where the contracted monsters existed through this simple summoning formation.

She has only seen this situation on one person.

That is the blood of the white fox, known as the son of the white fox——

Great Onmyoji Abe Seimei.

This can be the domain of gods or demons, but it is absolutely impossible to be the domain of humans.

However, there is no need to tell the young man in front of him too much about these, it will only increase his troubles.

"Is it amazing?" The boy laughed at himself, "I failed."

"That's just because the person who blocked you is stronger than you are now. Don't be so discouraged. You are just a child, and your strength will gradually increase with age."

Natsume Takashi raised his head and looked at Gu Huo who was standing there. For some reason, there seemed to be something hidden in Gu Huo's words.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Does Gu Huo know anyone who can block the summoning, or a monster?"

Just as Gu Huo was about to say the title of Dimensional Witch, the voice of that witch suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Don't tell him."

The witch's lazy voice contained an undeniable autocracy.

Gu Huo opened his mouth, but sure enough, he couldn't say the name.

Not a notice, not a warning, but an order that cannot be refused.

What a domineering witch.

Gu Huo sighed in his heart, looking at the young man in front of him who had put down his work at some point and looked at him, and changed the name he said: "Yes, I know, but the only one I have with him Familiarity."

"Is it a human?" Natsume Takashi asked in front of Gu Huo.

Gu Huo nodded: "He is a human being who does not lose his style in front of the gods."

"It's amazing." The boy admired.

How wonderful it would be for a human being to stand shoulder to shoulder with a god.

"This one is really powerful." Gu Huo chuckled, after all, he was that child.

"Then he is..."

"The Great Onmyoji—Abe Seimei." Gu Huo said the answer.

Although it was far from what Natsume wanted to know, she was not lying.

With Abe Seimei's strength, it is indeed possible to block the summoning ceremony from a distance.

Having never met that lord, it is hard to imagine how magnificent he is.

but……

Gu Huo smiled.

Natsume just keeps it like this.

"By the way, Guhuo, do you know the monsters around here?" Natsume Takashi asked suddenly.

"I know some of them, what's the matter?" Gu Huo looked at him suspiciously.

Natsume Takashi clasped his hands together and asked, "Can you ask them to find out if there are monsters who are proficient in lifting curses?"

"Ah... You mean this, it's fine."

"Eh?"

Unexpectedly, the young man looked at her so easily, and Gu Huo looked at him tenderly: "Don't be so surprised, no matter how capricious the request is, I will accept it. There is no way, you are my child, and you are my child, too. I will be loyal to my master."

"Speaking of which, Natsume can call me aunt."

Natsume Takashi: "Auntie?"

"That's right, those kids all call me that."

Inside the wish shop.

"boom--"

"The cup is broken." Lying on her side, the woman with long straight hair gently shook the cigarette rod in her hand.

But another beautiful woman who was reminded by her still said angrily: "This guy! Natsume has never called me so intimately before!"

Ichihara Yuko took a puff of cigarettes, lazily propped up her right leg and sat up: "Since you are so angry, why don't you answer his call just now, and you don't have to pay a price for me to help cut off your contact."

"I also made a villain once."

Hearing what Ichihara Yuko said, Bing calmed down instead, and dropped the stump of the cup in his hand to the ground: "It's not yet time, you know it too."

"Speak hard." Ichihara Yuko mocked, "The way that kid just failed really made people feel distressed."

"So... when he calls again, I'm leaving." Bing's slightly gorgeous voice sounded in the store: "Don't miss me too much then, Yuko."

"Hehe." Yuko Ichihara let out a chuckle with unknown meaning.

In fact, they all knew that the chance of Natsume calling her again was less than one percent.