[Comprehensive] Light and Shadow

"Natsume, do you know? A student in Class [-] committed suicide by jumping off the building yesterday." After class, Fujikawa Yu, a classmate in the back seat, put his hand around Natsume's neck, and whispered in Natsume's ear mysteriously.

"Suicide?" Natsume was stunned, then turned to look at Fujikawa, obviously wanting to know what happened.

"I heard that I had nightmares every night since last month. I didn't come to school for the past few days, and then I committed suicide yesterday." Fujikawa whispered, deliberately lowering his voice, which felt like he was telling a ghost story.

"Nightmare?" Natsume suddenly thought of the mother she saw at the shrine yesterday. She also prayed for her son and also had nightmares.Natsume suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved in his heart, anyway, it was great to be able to fulfill that mother's wish yesterday, at least that mother's child will not have any accidents.

On the way to the shrine, Natsume was still thinking about it.

From Fujikawa's mouth, I learned that there have been several cases of such weird things happening recently.All high school students of the same age started to have nightmares at night, and then committed suicide one after another. If it was just an accident, it would be too unbelievable.

Or...was it the work of monsters?

There was a sudden chill behind his back, and a gust of wind hit his back. Natsume turned his head to look behind him, and as expected, he saw a monster following him.This monster has been chasing him for a few days. He is dressed in a white bathrobe and has a huge body. His dark purple skin has dry wrinkles, long silver-white messy hair, and only one eye on his face, staring horribly. look at yourself.

"Reiko, Reiko, give me back my name!" The monster followed closely behind, stretching out its terrifying hands towards Natsume.

Natsume immediately turned his head and ran towards the familiar shrine. Natsume Takashi knew that the monster behind him must have regarded him as Natsume Reiko, but under the current situation, there was no way to stop and explain, and he had no way of knowing what the monster wanted to get from him. what to get.

"Have you been haunted by a monster again?"

The witch god sitting on the eaves slowly stood up, and then jumped out with one foot, the white robe shook slightly in the air, leaving a trace of pure white in midair with a rhythm like the wind.

The witch god landed on one foot and stopped in front of Natsume without a sound. After waving his sleeve with one hand, a large piece of cherry blossoms fell from the flourishing tree, blurring his vision like a neon dress.

Natsume was a little dazed, and slowly raised his hand, in the palm of which was a light-colored cherry blossom.

Like the snow falling in midsummer, what an illusory miracle it is.

The witch god looked at Natsume with dissatisfaction. Usually at this time, humans should turn their heads to see if the monster has disappeared, and then look at themselves adoringly, thanking them for saving their lives?

Then the human in front of him, wearing a thin white shirt, lowered his head slightly, his flaxen hair fluttered casually in the wind, his fair face had a gentle expression as always, a gentle smile like a breeze.

The golden-brown eyes just quietly looked at the cherry blossoms in the palm of his hand, such an indifferent expression made people feel warm for no reason.The boy's figure merged with Xia Ri like this, and the clear sunlight poured down from his body, turning the surrounding scenery into a blank.

The witch god curled his lips, and swallowed back a series of words he wanted to say, subconsciously not wanting to destroy such a peaceful scenery.

Natsume's palms were slightly closed, and the cherry blossom felt slightly warm in the palm of her hand.Natsume turned around and looked outside the torii gate. Sure enough, there was no sign of any monsters on the stone path. Natsume smiled lightly and looked at the Witch God, "Thank you, Mr. Witch God."

"It's a miracle that an idiot like you who is always slow-moving is still alive!" The witch god, who was finally noticed, immediately uttered annoyed, squinting slightly, and there was a trace of sullenness in his purple pupils.To be able to ignore the gods to such an extent, Natsume can really be regarded as the first person.

"Then I would like to thank Lord Wushen for his protection." Natsume still had a warm smile on his mouth, then knelt down and took out a large box from the bag in his hand.

Before Natsume could do anything, the box in his hand had disappeared. Natsume looked at Mr. Wushen who couldn't wait to eat wagashi with a bit of a smile. Would gods be greedy too?

The witch god sat on the altar again, but in a half-lying position, holding a wagashi with two fingers in his left hand and slowly lifted it up, with his head tilted upward.Then the boy let go of his fingers, and the wagashi fell vertically. The boy opened his mouth and bit it, but because he couldn't eat it in one bite, he just swallowed the wagashi slowly.

That leisurely appearance really made human beings a little overwhelmed, Natsume sighed again, fortunately no one saw the appearance of the witch god, otherwise they would definitely be disappointed with the god.

"Master Witch God." Natsume stood up and walked towards the altar with his schoolbag.

"Huh?" The witch god stuffed a wagashi bulging into his mouth with his fingers, and looked at Natsume with raised eyes.

"I heard rumors that several high school students who came in had nightmares at night and then committed suicide. Is this something done by monsters?" After hearing what Fujikawa said, Natsume still felt that there was no way to ignore this matter.

The witch god who was half lying down slowly stood up, squinted his eyes and looked at Natsume's whole body, and then said slowly, "Natsume, did you have a nightmare at night?"

Natsume paused, then shook his head.

"Since you didn't have nightmares, why do you care about this?" The witch god frowned and looked at Natsume disdainfully, but then half-lyed on the table as if he was relieved, holding a wagashi and throwing it into his mouth .

"Probably because only I can see monsters, so I always feel that this kind of thing has something to do with me." Natsume sighed lightly. He is indeed not a nosy person, but this thing happened in school , and it is also related to monsters, so it is inevitable that they will care.

The Witch God bit his wagashi, stared at Natsume with his purple eyes, and then slowly sat up, "If I say it was indeed made by a monster, what are you going to do? Roll up your sleeves and rush up to beat the monster up, or wrap up in the sheets and rush over Waiting to be eaten?"

Natsume was stunned, indeed even if he knew it was done by a monster, it seemed that he couldn't do anything with his own ability.

"Since you are a useless human being, don't think so much. You are chased and escaped by monsters every day, and you still want to take care of other things." This time, the witch god did not say that Natsume was an idiot, but looked at Natsume with even more contempt. He squeezed a wagashi with one hand and stuffed it into Natsume's mouth.

Natsume opened his mouth and bit the wagashi. To be honest, the first time he bought wagashi, he directly enshrined it to the shaman god.After buying so many times, I finally tasted it myself, and the taste is not bad.

"My lord, there is a night market on Pingze Street tonight."

"So?" The witch god's eyes flickered, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"So, does the Lord Wu Shen want to go with me?" Natsume said with a smile.

"I, I'm a god, how can a god leave the shrine..." The witch god said with a slight frown and a little coyness, without any hint of arrogance in his words.

"Hasn't the Lord Wushen already left the original shrine? Then it's okay to go to the night market." Natsume lowered his head to look at the Lord Wushen, seeing the hesitating expression of the Wushen, and the corners of Natsume's mouth curled up again, "And, if If Lord Shaman is here, there won't be any monsters chasing me at the night market."

"It's really troublesome." The witch god's eyes lit up, but he snorted coldly, then jumped off the offering platform, and walked towards the torii gate proudly, "For the sake of you often coming to worship, my god Let’s protect you, a weak human, and go to the night market tonight.”

On the way to the night market, Natsume did not see any monsters, and even some low-level monsters disappeared.

Sure enough, it is very reliable to have a god by my side.

The first thing you see in the night market is always the brightly lit lanterns. All kinds of stalls, large and small, are lined up along the street. Girls and teenagers in kimonos are surrounded by laughter. Delighted, the cheerful atmosphere in the brightly lit place seemed to fill the whole world.

Yakisoba, Takoyaki, Okonomiyaki, Skewers, Creamy Potatoes, the dizzying array of delicacies exudes a tangy aroma, the lively cries and laughter in the ears, it is obviously just a night market, but it is as lively as a festival.

"Master Wushen, is there anything you want to eat?" Natsume walked on the road, looked around at the surrounding gears, then lowered his voice and asked the Wushen who was following him softly.

Natsume walked a few more steps, but found that there was no Sorcerer God beside him. Natsume turned his head and saw that the Sorcerer God was standing at the position just now on the road of people coming and going, and did not move, while the pair of purple pupils watched quietly. look at yourself.

"Natsume."

Before Natsume could come to his senses, the witch god was already beside Natsume, calling Natsume's name softly.

"It turns out that the human night market looks like this."

The witch god whispered, watching the bright and shining street, the witch god lowered his head slightly, his slightly long hair covered the expression of the god, but there was a bit of elusive obscurity in his indifferent voice.

"Let's go, Natsume, don't you want to visit the night market! Go, go!" The witch god stood behind Natsume, and pushed Natsume forward suddenly, with a bit of excitement in his purple eyes, he looked around curiously.

Natsume almost fell, staggered a few times and stood still, then tried his best to calmly ignore the strange eyes of the people around him, and walked slowly towards the gear.

Compared to eating, the witch god seems to like those games more, such as hoops, feng shui balls, and shooting, and when one person and one god come to the night market, only humans can play games.

Natsume reluctantly carried a giant white gorilla plush doll on his back, and walked slowly on the path against the strange eyes of everyone.Natsume couldn't even imagine the surprise in the eyes of the shopkeeper and the onlookers when they saw him shoot a hundred shots just now.No matter how crooked the shot is, it is unbelievable that it always ends up in the center of the target!

"Master Wushen, what do you want this white orangutan to do?" Carrying a huge orangutan doll on his back, even a gentle person like Natsume is a bit stressed. Could it be that the Wushen intends to put this orangutan on the altar for human worship? .

"This god won a special prize for you." The witch god said proudly, with undisguised joy in his purple eyes, watching the orangutan doll's hand slip off Natsume's shoulder, and it was rare that he kindly helped the orangutan land. The hand hung back on Natsume's shoulder.

There was a couple walking in front of them, and they saw a handsome boy carrying a giant orangutan doll, and then the hand of the doll automatically slid up from the downward state of gravity, and finally swayed on the boy's shoulder.

Couple: (⊙o⊙)!

Natsume:-_-##

Natsume's footsteps with the doll on his back quickly accelerated, and he hurriedly left the gaze of the couple.

"Natsume, let's go catch goldfish!" The witch god said enthusiastically, pointing to a stall.

"Master Witch God, I don't have any hands anymore..." Both hands were used to carry the orangutan.

"It's okay, I'll let the orangutan hold you, and you go catch the goldfish, and I guarantee that all the goldfish will jump into your net!"

"..." The picture is too beautiful to imagine.

The forearm was grabbed suddenly, with a touch of coolness, Natsume looked down and saw the witch god grabbed his forearm, even though the grip was very gentle, Natsume was still led forward by the witch god.

The witch god turned his head and saw that Natsume was smiling when he saw the puzzled face. For the first time, the corners of his mouth raised a wanton and brilliant arc, and the ostentatious smile seemed to blend with the dazzling lights.

"Natsume, I'm very happy."

It was rare to hear such frank words from the witch god, Natsume was stunned for a moment, then laughed involuntarily, and then nodded.

"Natsume, I once had a wish."

"Huh?" Natsume looked at the Wushen, but the Wushen just walked forward step by step without looking back.

"I once liked a human being, and she wanted to leave that village, but I couldn't leave the shrine, so I made a wish, hoping that she would not leave." The witch god stopped, and then turned around slowly, "I know that human beings Life is short, but I still love her."

"I'm good at patience, so I would never take her away from humans. Even if she can't see me, I still want to see her daily life, see her marry and have children, and see her gray hair Cang Cang, and then accompany her until death."

Natsume was dumbfounded, quietly looking at the witch god standing in front of him, his purple eyes that were always shining were dimmed.Even though the lights were bright at that moment, it seemed that the eyes of the witch god could not be illuminated, and the depths of those eyes seemed to extend to places Natsume had never seen.

"For this wish, I am willing to pay any price."

"I promise I will, and I will do anything."

"It's a pity that the wishes of human beings are fulfilled by gods, but the wishes of gods will always be just wishes." The witch god slowly raised his head, with a sarcastic and bitter smile on his lips.

"So, Natsume..."

The witch god stretched out his hand, and the wide sleeves slid down to reveal his white arms, and his bony hand just touched Natsume's cheek lightly, his fingertips brushed across the boy's skin, and his shallow eyes just watched him like that. In front of him was a boy named Natsume.

"Can you, don't leave?"