[Zhongzhu Hokage] There are always people who use mouth escape on me

Kurihara suddenly felt the power coming from outside the sealing formation, and a name jumped in his mind.

"Hear my voice!" Kurihara looked at the skeleton monster, and firmly called out Homura's name, "Uchiha Homura!"

After Kurihara's voice fell, Homura suddenly felt the pull of a force, which brought her to Kurihara's side in an instant.

"Fire Escape · Fireball Jutsu!" Homura grabbed the monster's tongue, and the huge fireball flew towards the skeleton monster along that tongue, and the skeleton monster let go of Natsume.

With no hostages in the other party's hands, Homura jumped forward, kicked the skeleton monster, clasped his fingers together, and smashed the opponent's body.

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of overwhelming physical attacks.

Homura and Quanna's taijutsu was taught by Madara.

There was no unnecessary movement in the neat attack, but it was full of violent beauty, like a war dance.

Homura, who hadn't moved for a long time, felt all the bones in her body stretched out, kicked suddenly, directly kicking the skeleton monster into the seal formation set by Kurihara.

The black mud bag formed by the sealing formation gradually enveloped the skeleton monster.

But the skeleton monster suddenly grew a little bigger.

"Get out of there!" Teacher Cat's voice came, "He wants to use demon power to destroy the demon knot seal!"

As soon as Teacher Mao's words fell, the magic circle of the demon seal seemed to be stretched by something, and the shape of the black mud gradually became larger. When the sealing circle was stretched to the limit, the black mud would pounce on them!

Kurihara may not be able to solve the black mud mixed with the power of skeleton monsters!

"Protect her..."

Xiao Yan suddenly heard a voice, a milky voice, but full of firmness.

"Protect her!"

"Protect Homura!"

In the next second, the white dog doll in Homura's pocket jumped out, but the palm-sized little white dog had an extremely powerful aura, a dazzling light appeared from Otomi's body, and the little puppy instantly grew bigger, Almost the same size as the Tailed Beast.

Drooping ears, flamboyant hair, scarlet eyes, sharp teeth, slender limbs, and powerful lines.

Homura looked at Otomi who stood in front of her.

Is this... really the white dog doll she kept in her pocket?

Is it too bad?

Just when Homura was shocked, the giant dog opened its mouth, and a white light shot out from his mouth, hitting the skeleton monster directly.

The swelling monster power of the skeleton monster disappeared together with its body like melting ice and snow.

"The power of purification." Teacher Cat said to himself.

"Not surprisingly."

Madara, who hadn't expected an answer, looked down at C, who came late.

"It's not surprising that a cherished doll will have such power." C spit out a smoke ring, "Such a doll will grow up according to the owner's expectations. I didn't expect Homura to like such a huge giant dog."

Teacher Cat snorted coldly, and changed back to the state of a beckoning cat. "That little girl always wanted a super big meatball"

"It looks like I don't need my help." C waved to Mr. Cat, and then walked into the depths of the forest, "The middle-level guys said that they will have a banquet, and they will prepare wine. Don't forget to invite Natsume-sama!"

"Good wine?" Mr. Cat's ears trembled, and he immediately promised, "I will call Natsume!"

On the other side, the people who dealt with the skeleton monster saw that Otomi was gradually shrinking from a huge white dog until he turned into a doll, he slapped and laughed loudly, and then walked up to Homura with small steps, bouncing around Jumping into Homura's arms, "Homura, Homura!"

Homura hugged the palm-sized little white dog, and the little white dog immediately climbed up Homura's arm until it hung on Homura's shoulder like a cat teacher. Otomi took the opportunity to lick Homura's cheek.

"Homura, do you want to pinch the meat pad? Do you want to stroke Mao Mao?"

"Otomi?" Homura squinted at the white dog on her shoulder with uncertainty.

"Yes! Yes!" The white dog wagged its tail faster and faster, almost shaking its buttocks along with it.

"Thank you, Otomi."

"It's a pleasure to help Homura!"

The skeleton monster disappeared, and Kurihara helped Homura untie the knot demon seal, and his right arm was restored to its original shape under the power of Otomi's purification.

Natsume and his party bid farewell to Kurihara and Rika.

Although they don't know what kind of path this human and monster will take in the future, they are happy at this moment.

"Homura." Natsume looked at Homura bouncing around, and the white dog Otomi beside her was also bouncing around behind her.

"Natsume?" Homura stopped in her tracks.

"You look happy."

The monster girl in front of her is no longer as confused as when she first met her.

"Well, the thing that has been bothering me has been answered!" Homura replied softly.

There is nothing out of the ordinary in this world.

Kind monsters desire love more than humans.

Evil humans can also be scarier than monsters.

Yokai and humans have completely different strengths and lifespans.

But such two races can rely on love and kindness to maintain.

Just like Mumu for Haruko and Kurihara for Pear.

The same goes for ninjas and normal people.

Sincerity and understanding break down barriers.

Hearing Homura's answer, Xia's eyebrows and eyes curved, like the clouds in the sky, clean and refreshing, "That's good!"

"That's great!" Homura raised her head slightly, and the boy who was about the same height as her was holding the cat, as if possessing a magical power that could be trusted.

Homura felt Natsume's all-inclusive eyes, coughed uncomfortably, then went to chase the rabbit with Otomi in her arms.

"I don't know what will happen to Kurihara and Rika in the future." Natsume watched Homura bouncing around and playing with Otomi again, and couldn't help but sigh to Teacher Cat. "Youkai and humans fall in love, will Pear be sad in the end?"

The lifespan of monsters is too long. When Kurihara was getting old, Li was still a green girl.

"Who knows." Teacher Cat curled her lips indifferently. "You humans are so fragile."

However, it is precisely because of such fragility that the short life of human beings is as beautiful as a flower.

Teacher Cat thought of Natsume's grandmother, such a lonely and passionate woman who passed down her tenderness through her blood.

Once again, the big monster Madara hopes to accompany the boy in front of him to finish his life.

In the end Natsume smiled, "In any case, being able to meet a gentle person, even if it is short, is something worth cherishing."

……

……

Soon, another weekend came, and Natsume’s classmate Shibata, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time, sent him a letter. It was a letter of thanks from Haruko, thanking him for helping to find Mumu.

Natsume left in a hurry before, but Haruko still found Natsume's communication method through someone else.

Shibata left after delivering the letter, and Natsume returned home with the letter.

When Natsume opened the envelope, a photo fell out, it was Haruko's photo.

In the photo, Haruko is holding the doll, part of the hair lost due to chemotherapy has now emerged, and the girl is smiling brightly.

Haruko said in her letter that her illness has gradually improved. The doctor even said it was a medical miracle. Now she has been discharged from the hospital. She is very grateful to Natsume for sending Mumu to her. back to health.

Natsume picked up the photo and sighed softly, "It is really a kind of luck to get a doll cherished by human beings."

Whether it is a doll or a human being, it is a kind of luck.

"Natsume! Come on! We're going to a party!" Homura stood downstairs calling out to Natsume, interrupting his thoughts.

Natsume glanced through the window at the two middle-level monsters who came to greet him outside, as well as Mr. Cat who was looking forward to the good wine, "Got it! Come right away!"

Natsume put aside the photo sent by Haruko.

In the background that ordinary people can't see in the photo, a little girl wearing a red kimono who looks only three or four years old is sitting on the shoulder of the monster who has been looking for Haruko, showing a scissors hand pose and smiling brightly.

Sacrifice everything for the sake of cherishing.

I got everything because I cherished it.

Mumu, she is back.

……

……

The gathering of monsters is simple and clear, and everyone gathers to eat and drink together.

Bing, who had drunk too much, offered Homura a glass of wine, and Homura didn't refuse, but after three glasses, Homura evolved into a chatterbox, and danced a strange dance with Mr. Cat, who also drank too much, and sang Made a strange tune.

The two middle-level monsters next to them were still clapping their hands excitedly to find a rhythm for them.

"These two guys!" Bing looked at the two tone-deaf monster brothers with a headache, and seemed to be saying something to each other.

At first, Homura was still on tune, but after being led by Mr. Cat for a few words, the rhythm started to run with Mr. Cat.

"Homo-sama and Madara-sama are so similar!" the middle-level monster sighed. "The wine is not good, the tone is not complete, and the mouth is gluttonous."

"Who...who looks like him!" Homura burped, Otomi with an admiring face on his left hand, and Mr. Cat who was drunk in his right hand, with the attitude of a winner in life.

After finishing speaking, Homura threw Mr. Kitty out at once, then sat stiffly in the middle of Natsume and C, and squeezed away C who was rubbing Natsume happily.

Just as Bing wanted to get angry, he heard Homura say, "Natsume, I'm leaving."

"Leaving?" Natsume was stunned for a moment, "Where are you going?"

"Go back to my house!" Xiaoyan straightened her legs, leaned back slightly, supported her body with her hands, and looked up at the sky.

She can already feel that the strength is almost accumulated.

Hearing this, Natsume handed a booklet to Homura.

"What is this?" Homura took the notebook Natsume gave her.

Natsume scratched his hair, "I didn't have time to copy too much, didn't you say you wanted to go to school?"

Homura was slightly dazed, and opened the booklet, which was full of neat handwriting.

It was the high school textbook that Natsume copied for her.

"Thank you very much." Homura held the book in her arms, "Thank you, Natsume."

Before Natsume had time to say anything, he was dragged away by Hongfeng who had just arrived.

Homura, who was drunk, was holding the textbook and gradually fell asleep, and Otomi slipped into her arms.

One person and one dog gradually disappeared amidst the laughter and laughter.

The author has something to say:

Look!I got the knife back!

The next volume starts tomorrow~

Volume [-] Dawn of Hope

Cinderella (continued 2)

Xiao Yan thought about it seriously, although she really wanted to secretly take the crystal slipper as her own, but she still has dignity as a prince!

So she planned to carry out a scumbag act.

Bring home Cinderella who owns the glass slipper.

In this way, the crystal slipper is hers!

So the prince ordered to find a girl who could hide her shoes under her skirt.

However, everyone can see that hiding crystal shoes under the skirt,

Finally, the prince's butler came to Fei Xiaojian's house with the crystal slipper.

Only Fei Xiaojian can hide shoes under the skirt without being seen!

When Tobi Koma was about to be taken to the castle by the butler, Zhu Oma burst into tears.

Without Xiaojian helping him clean up the branches, he might live in the forest from now on!

The following story is like most fairy tales, the prince and princess lived happily ever after!

Homura: The glass slipper is so pretty!

Fei Xiaojian: It’s fun to do experiments every day!

Yes, happy life!

(Quan Xiaonai: I specially prepared the crystal shoes for my younger sister, she really likes it! It’s just for the effect of the show, so it’s cheaper!)

Curtain 53

After the special chapter of the small theater is over, you can't help but applaud the little guys.

Then, without hesitation, he rushed to the TV station and brought everyone home.

The others followed you back calmly and calmly.

Only Homura held on to the TV's mouse cable and pretended to cry.

Make everyone stare at you.

You suddenly remembered the time when Homura bullied Tokena every day when she first came here.

——You hold your forehead: Sure enough, there is no good baby in all lighters!