[Shaman King] He has a cat

When she was a child, she was particularly afraid of getting lost with her mother in the supermarket.

Maybe it's because she stared at the shelves for too long, maybe she stared at the paper notes blown by the electric fan for a while, she has a personality that likes to look around, she can stare at the ants moving in the park pit all afternoon, Getting lost in the supermarket is commonplace.

When I turned around, if I didn't see a familiar figure around the aisle, a great panic would well up in my heart.

Children’s fear of being abandoned by their mothers is difficult for adults to understand, probably because children’s worlds are so narrow, with only homes, kindergartens, supermarkets, frequented parks, and a few scattered locations on the blank map , and the rest are unfamiliar waters filled with unknowns, as terrifying as the bed of night.

For a long time, she felt that the difference between a child and an adult was the ability to remember her family's address and phone number.

Of course, the home phone was later replaced by a smartphone, and the era when every family had a landline was soon gone forever, but this childish cognition remained and became a childhood memory that belonged only to her.

She's the type who won't cry after being lost in the supermarket.

She would suppress her panic and search down the aisles until she saw her mother's back among the figures of many adults, and then hurriedly followed as if nothing had happened, like a brave man who secretly returned from an adventure. It's amazing, but at the same time, I couldn't help but let out a long breath of relief.

At that time, everything in the supermarket was very cheap. She liked the milk ice cream called Little Pudding the most, and it only cost [-] cents a piece in the canteen opposite the kindergarten.

Whenever my mother was late from get off work and hurriedly stepped on the sunset to pick her up, as compensation, they would go to the opposite canteen to buy an ice cream.

On the way home, she can sit on the back seat of her mother's bicycle, eat ice cream and tell her about today's kindergarten, for example, she got a few more stickers today, and the big white cat she drew in the handicraft class today got the teacher For example, how those boys who joked that she didn't have a father were beaten up by her.

The wheels of the bicycle creaked, and the cars passing by them rolled up the sultry exhaust. The sunset seemed to never end in the sky, emitting a warm afterglow forever.

She was born in a coastal city, where row upon row of high-rise buildings block the refreshing sea breeze. In summer, there is always the smell of sweat-soaked shirts, loud cicadas and the buzzing vibration of electric fans. Getting up in the morning is always a An uphill battle.

"A'Du."

Mom's voice faintly rang in my ears.

"A'Du, get up quickly."

"You're going to be late."

The voice gradually became indistinct.

"...Miss A'Du."

When she opened her eyes, she found that the sky was still dark.

For a moment, she thought that she was still lying on the bed at home, and she reached out reflexively to press the alarm of her mobile phone—unsurprisingly, she found nothing.

The shikigami called Asagi looked down at her slightly, the dimly lit room was lit by candlelight, and the sky outside was dim, probably before five o'clock.

For modern people, especially modern college students, getting up so early is no different from torture. She remembered that King Ma Cang Ye promised to take her into the palace today. Jumped up from the hard bed.

Ma Nu helped her change into the complicated hakama. She rushed into the hall and found that the ancient people were really scary. They had already dressed and even had breakfast at five o'clock in the morning.

"Don't worry." King Ma Cang Ye seemed to smile lightly, with no trace of impatience on his face, "We still have time."

She closed her eyes in pain and turned her head away.

She actually overslept.

Although a lot of things happened yesterday, she was indeed very tired, but on such an important morning, she still, sleep, over, head,.

After confessing his background with the other party last night, it should be said that the court's onmyoji is well-informed, Ma Cang Ye Wang didn't even suspect her and believed the Arabian Nights she said.

Traveling through time and space sounds very nonsense no matter how you listen to it, but maybe the other party is well-educated and doesn't want to embarrass her. After listening to her obviously illogical narrative, the other party not only believed what she said, but also began to help her think How to go back.

After breakfast, the stock owner began to wash his face, and like all cats would do, he began to lick his fur.

The eyes of the two lowered at the same time. Cats are different from humans. They don't care about other people's eyes. , arched his back, stretched his waist and followed Ma Cangye Wang's movement of getting up.

A gorgeous ox cart is waiting outside the gate. The servants of this mansion are vacant. The human servants seem to have another residence, and they will appear at the designated place on time in the morning.

Gu Zong followed Ma Cang Ye Wang all the way to the door.

"I can't bring you into the palace."

Hearing Ma Cang Ye Wang's words, Gu Zong's originally high tail drooped.

It looked up at King Ma Cang Ye for a while, then turned its head to look at her position.

To be honest, she felt that the two people and the cat present were all thinking the same thing: it would be great if the palace could bring cats.

Ma Cang Yewang sighed slightly: "She is different."

Zong Zong stared at her. At this time, the thick fog in the sky cleared a little, and the light of dawn fell into the cold air in the morning. The cat's pupils were more slender during the day than at night-of course, they are equally cute no matter it is day or night.

"I'm going to help her get home today."

This is the agreement the two reached last night.

Although it was an agreement, the other party took the risk of bringing her, a person of unknown origin, into the palace, and it was obvious that she was the only one who benefited unilaterally.

The imperial curtain was hanging down, and the wheels of the bullock cart rolled over the gravel on the ground. She checked the sleeves to make sure everything was there.

There is a reason why ancient people didn’t need backpacks. Such big cuffs give people the feeling that everything can be hidden. Not to mention a stack of talisman papers, they can even pull out a copy of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation 》Small into the enemy's face.

...Ah, maybe this is the so-called surprise.

Wearing this kind of clothes, no one knows what's hidden in your sleeves, but it doesn't give people a sense of inscrutability.

"Can you find your way after entering the palace?"

A deep and gentle voice brought her thoughts back to reality.

Ma Cangye Wang leaned against the wall of the car. He has a pair of beautiful eyes with slightly raised tails. The narrow and long outline is not sharp. There is a bit of unique beauty in the classical style, which seems to be shrouded in the faint morning light. misty lake.

"I have other jobs, and I can't go with you then."

"..." She tentatively asked, "Is there a way?"

In just one day, the other party had left her with a very powerful impression.

Under her gaze, King Ma Cang Ye leaned into his arms—how on earth did he manage to sit so smoothly in the bumpy ox cart—and took out a familiar white paper.

"This will give you directions."

She held the pocket paper with both hands.

If all goes well, she will be able to go home today.

Thinking of this, she was filled with anxiety and fear. The nervous feeling of fear of failing her expectations made her forget the time passing by around her. When she came back to her senses, the bullock cart creaked, and the carriage suddenly leaned forward—stopped up.

She got out of the car behind Ma Cang Ye Wang, the air outside was refreshingly cool, and the world was filled with colors between light gray and foggy blue.

In the distance, the outline of the sun looms behind the thick ink-like mountains, dotted with sheets of light like gold leaf.

After getting out of the car, there was still a long way to go. The sleeves of the hunting clothes were long and heavy, and she was not used to wearing the clogs on her feet. However, the ground was covered with gravel, and walking was very awkward.

The person in front of her seems to have slowed down, which may be her illusion.

Because not long after, she heard an unfamiliar voice greet:

"Oh, isn't this Your Excellency Doctor Sakyo?"

……What?

She blinked her eyes, and subconsciously wanted to raise her head to see who was coming, but remembering the role she was playing now, she quickly lowered her head, making a look of looking at her nose, nose, nose, and heart.

The aura on King Ma Cang Ye's body became colder, the change was very slight, perhaps because she was right behind him, so it felt particularly obvious, as if he had gone from spring to midwinter in an instant.

"Master Zhong Nayan." He stopped at the same place, responding to the other party's words, his tone was polite and distant, and the voice that fell in her ears lost its recognition for a while, concealing the original emotional outline, becoming cold and official .

Looking at it from her perspective, she could only see the hanging sleeve corners and the color of the hakama of those people.

The bloated court clothes said something, as if they mentioned the song meeting held in the palace yesterday, the corners behind the court clothes rustled like nervous laughter, but soon froze in place.

"Please forgive me for leaving the meeting early yesterday." Ma Cang Yewang's voice could not hear the waves, "I am not feeling well, so I went home first, I hope I didn't spoil everyone's interest."

Those people said a few words "How dare you" dryly, and then said some flattering words.

"The security of the capital city depends on His Excellency Dr. Sakyo. Please also pay attention to your health."

Having said that, she vaguely understood that Dr. Zuo Jing is another title of King Ma Cang Ye. From the words of these people, it can be known that this seems to be some kind of official position to guard the capital.

...In other words, he is not just an onmyoji in the palace, does he also have other official positions?

It feels so hard, I don't know if I am doing two jobs with one salary.

Before leaving, a few people headed by Zhong Nayan seemed to glance in her direction, but those people didn't dare to ask King Ma Cangye who she was, and hurriedly looked away and left.

If you are afraid, why do you have to come together? I really don't understand.

She sighed and straightened up. After those people left, the cold and serious feeling on King Ma Cangye dissipated a lot. He turned his head slightly, looked at her and said:

"Can you walk the next road by yourself?"

There is always a sense of puns.

She almost puffed up her cheeks: "Of course."

Immediately, she relaxed her shoulders. After the little episode just now, the sun behind the mountains has come out, and the thin golden light illuminates the broad gravel field, dividing the world into two, cutting it into a circle of light and shadow. long square.

"Thank you." She said solemnly.

Things like language always seem too frivolous when the time comes.

She didn't know how to express the gratitude in her heart, but the person opposite suddenly eased her breath, revealing the gentle smile that would appear in her eyes when she saw him holding the cat.

"Go quickly." King Ma Cang Ye said to her.

His tone and demeanor seemed to tell her that he had clearly and completely received the gratitude in her heart.

"Good luck."

……

He is really a nice guy.

The white piece of paper left her fingertips, floated into the air without wind, and then flew towards a corner of the palace like a white crane spreading its wings.

She followed the piece of paper and found herself in the Yale Room in the southeast corner of the palace.

She didn't remember the terrain that she glanced at at that time, but the cherry blossoms at the corner of the wall were somewhat familiar, and the hazy rain of flowers was scattered with the wind, and together with the white paper, they floated leisurely to the smooth mirror-like corridor .

The white piece of paper stopped in front of a door, and it was not blown by the wind any more, sticking to the spot faithfully to point out the direction for her.

When she came to the wooden door, her heart beat faster and faster in her chest.

……please.

Please, please let her go home.

She touched the gap between the door frame and the wall, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.Then, she held the door frame and pulled it aside without hesitation——

The scorching air rushed in.

The unusually high temperature set off a wave of air, and she subconsciously took a step back. Before she could see the scene in front of her clearly, a loud sound came from the direction of the courtyard, and someone yelled "It's on fire!" The peaceful morning shattered in an instant.

She turned her head in a daze, looking at the buildings surrounded by raging red flames.

That seems to be... the direction Ma Cang Yewang and the others just passed.

The author has something to say:

Adu, pronounced in Japanese as わたる, wataru

The name in this story does have a special power

……

And, of course it's not that easy for A'Du to go back, cough, otherwise what kind of relationship is there [You.