Natsume is a pet

Natsume was standing between the two of them, poking his head out for a look, he could feel the discord between the two, the atmosphere was quite tense and depressing, it really made people silent.

Before Natsume came to the magic school, he experienced many unfair things. He was chased by monsters to nowhere, and he did strange things in front of passers-by and classmates, but no one knew what he had experienced.

Whenever someone talks to him, Natsume can only act like a little mute. He is afraid that he will break up within two days after making friends. He doesn't want to experience the fear of falling into a cliff in an instant.

And after being adopted by Uncle Wujo Wu in the past two months, he has carefully cherished his hard-won time and met many people who treat him sincerely.

But this group of people who love him seem to be in trouble now, and he can't go back to the past to help them.

But if he can help now, Natsume will definitely help.

Ango was tired from standing, and wanted to squat down and look at the photo of Oda Sakunosuke with Dazai Osamu. This person was hit on the thigh by Dazai Osamu in front of him, and the force did not decrease at all.

The hit was nothing, but he was caught off guard by the numb thigh. Sakaguchi Ango was shocked at first, and gasped. His feet were numb, and Dazai beat him.

Anwu seemed to be touched by electricity, his face was ugly, but the numbness and pain in his legs were so unbearable that he fell to the side without his balance.

He was lying on the green grass with his unconscious kneecaps in his arms, his face struggling, and the moment he fell, he even took off his glasses, and was blown into the lawn in front of him.

He opened his eyelids and his vision was a little blurry, but he could only roll slowly on the ground.

Natsume didn't know why Dazai Osamu did this, the things between the three of them were only understood in a dream, they never interfered, never fully understood, at this moment he didn't understand anything.

Because of the prediction of the nightmare, he chose to stand beside Ango this time. Natsume frowned slightly, with a worried expression, and immediately knelt on the ground and shook Ango Sakaguchi's body lightly.

"Brother Ango, are you okay?" Seeing his distressed look, Natsume couldn't understand why Brother Dazai was like this.

At the moment when Ango Sakaguchi fell down, Osamu Dazai still touched the handwriting so naturally, he didn't care whether it hurt after he fell, but just thought about the dead person blindly.

The relationship between them is no longer what it used to be, nor can it return to the atmosphere of relaxed communication and conversation.

Ango didn't expect Osamu Dazai to care about him, he was already uncomfortable lying on the ground, he is short-sighted, and now he sees everything in a daze.

Natsume Takashi noticed what he was looking for, when he saw a pair of simple black glasses under a tall and lush tree, he immediately stood up and went to pick them up for Ango to put on.

The moment he put it on, he could clearly see the layer of gray under Ango Sakaguchi's eyes, which was exaggeratedly black, and his eyes became cloudy and bloodshot. He didn't look like a person at all, but like a desperate worker.

Sakaguchi Ango's throat rolled, and he said lightly: "It's...it's okay, Natsume, I'll be able to stand up now."

"Odasaku, how about you and the child over there? But you and the child can do what you want over there..." Osamu Dazai lowered his voice and his face was gloomy. In fact, he didn't know what to say in the end .

Natsume was still worried about Ango Sakaguchi, but when he heard the words of Osamu Dazai again, he felt mixed feelings in his heart, what was the story between the three and how they were separated.

The fragmentary dreams did not give him an answer.

After about ten minutes of relief, Ango stood up from the ground. He didn't talk to Osamu Dazai again, nor did he mention what he meant by calling him just now.

And Osamu Dazai is like a cloudy and uncertain person, who knows what he has experienced, and suddenly becomes unscrupulous, in contrast to the serious and terrifying expression just now.

"Ango~ I'm sorry!" Osamu Dazai smiled sullenly, but his attitude was sincere. He put his whole body in front of Ango with a limp appearance, shaking his hands like big waves, one after another.

An Wu turned his face away, like a proud man, not wanting to face Dazai, he said, "Do you have a funny side?"

"Hey, don't be so stingy~" He gently pulled off Ango's sleeve, and pulled his little hand deliberately, "Come on, does it still hurt now? Let me rub it."

An Wu stopped it in time and raised his hand in disgust: "Don't..."

If you are touched, there is a second life?

Although Ango was able to stand up, it was painful and numb. He held Natsume Takashi awkwardly, trying to stay away from Dazai without moving his body.

The west is rendered with an orange-red glow, and the light is shining at a glance. The wind blowing by the sea is very cool, and from time to time, a few wild geese spread their wings and soar past.

Osamu Dazai was working on the unoccupied lawn beside him, he lay down directly with his arms folded as a pillow, and looked towards the flock of wild geese going far away.

Anwu saw that the grass was a bit dirty, so he took off his coat and spread it on the ground before letting Natsume sit down: "Natsume, sit here first."

Natsume was very resistant at first, he didn't want to stain Ango Sakaguchi's clothes, and didn't dare to bother him too much, so he wanted to refuse.

Dazai looked sideways at Natsume, with a very casual tone: "Natsume, you can sit if he asks you to sit, Ango doesn't mind, just don't treat him like an outsider~"

Ango raised his glasses, narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a serious look at Osamu Dazai, but he smiled lightly: "Natsume, just sit down and listen to Osamu Dazai."

Natsume didn't refuse any more, chose to sit down, and looked westward with them, feeling the coolness of the evening breeze.

I don't know what happened to Niangkou Sansan and Uncle Wutiao.

Natsume is thinking silently in his heart

The three of them were quiet, and after about a few minutes, Dazai Osamu's voice sounded: "Natsume, don't you want to see Ango? If you have anything to say, hurry up, because it will be difficult to meet next time."

Natsume turned to look at Anwu, he sat up straight, his eyes were sincere, but his voice was very low: "Brother Anwu, can you stop staying up late..."

"Ah?" Anwu was curious after hearing this, he couldn't figure out the reason why Natsume wanted to see him, "Why do you say that?"

Natsume couldn't tell him what happened in the dream, what if he thought it was absurd, he lowered his head and muttered: "Because staying up late will cause sudden death, and it's very uncomfortable, can you agree to my request, or give me your phone number?" .”

"As long as you don't get off work, you won't go to work." It is true that Anwu hasn't had a good rest recently, but he himself knows how it is possible to die so easily.

Natsume Takashi: "..."

What does it mean not to go to get off work if you don't get off work? This is not a robot.

Osamu Dazai laughed out loud, and he raised his eyebrows at Ango Sakaguchi: "Yo~ that's really good, it's worthy of praise, and I ask Ango to keep it up, and if I die someday, I promise to show up at your funeral."

He has always spoken harshly to Ango, and never considered what Ango Sakaguchi was feeling.

Sakaguchi Ango didn't take this kind of words at ease, he pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm looking forward to your appearance."

As soon as these words came out, Osamu Dazai's face stiffened, he sat up from the lawn and applauded him: "For sure."

Natsume felt that their relationship was really unusual, it was difficult to figure out, and it was even more unpredictable. He really couldn't figure out that Brother Ango didn't look angry at all when Brother Dazai said that.

Ango Sakaguchi carried a business card with him anytime, anywhere. He took out a square piece of paper in his pocket and handed it to Natsume: "It has my mobile phone number on it. If you need anything, you can call me."

Natsume held tightly in the palm of his hand, and still told him: "Brother Anwu, don't stay up late, can you have a good rest?"

"Yeah!" An Wu could see the worry in Natsume's eyes, he agreed casually and nodded lightly.

Osamu Dazai smiled, really wanted to puncture the words of Ango Sakaguchi on the spot, but in the end he didn't speak, his eyes were on the bridge connecting the two banks in the distance.

Natsume also heard his answer in a calm manner, and he didn't know if it was true. He didn't confirm it again, but was thinking about how to make Ango avoid death that day.

……

Paris France

When night fell, Gojo Satoru had already prepared to participate in the auction, and the admission ticket and disguised identity had already been prepared.

This auction is not that kind of public scene, it is held in the basement of a certain casino in Paris, and the auction items are very precious and mysterious, and are priceless in the market.

This time, only the identity of the inviter was recognized, not the face, which was the easiest for Gojo Satoru to handle, so it was easy for the three of them to get in.

The auction time was set at eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was still very early at 07:30, so there was a lot of free time.

In the hotel, Mr. Cat is lying lazily on the sofa, he has nothing to love and nothing to do.

"Hey! How long have you been playing the game—" It was about to explode, and the two of them were so focused on playing the game that they didn't bring it with them.

Gojo Satoru controls the handle, and puts his eyes on the game screen: "Jie, come on, we will win ten rounds in a row after the game."

"Wu, you came here... Come back quickly, you are going to die... You are dead, forget it and wait for me to save the situation." Xia Youjie kept his eyes on the TV, for fear of being attacked by the enemy. He is alone.

Gojo Satoru knew that Shan Pingjie could win, so he wasn't worried.

"You said that you are good and love to play. Playing games is like venting your emotions. You can't wait to smash this TV again. Sha Mao, do you know how many TVs you have dropped?" Gojo Satoru specifically opened up the pain of Teacher Cat .

The Miaomi teacher in this matter is exactly the appearance of Natsume Reiko. It recalls the matter of playing until the afternoon and had no choice but to split a few TVs with its bare hands. It is really enjoyable to think about it.

"There are only four TVs, who made this game so difficult." Teacher Mao also wondered why it was so difficult to play.

Each level is more difficult than the next level, if its true self still has these characters in the game, it will be wiped out in minutes.

Xia Youjie ended the game by himself. Hearing what the cat said, he couldn't help laughing: "Forget it, it's difficult to play to be challenging. If you really can't, save your strength to grab a friend's account."

Teacher Cat folded her hands on her chest, her face full of coquettishness: "If I didn't feel the breath of the account of friends, I would have left long ago."

Since it came to this world, what it puzzled most was that Natsume didn't even know the existence of Book of Friends.