Why aren't people raising me

He's funeral was very small, and his friends found him flowers that could still bloom in winter, and covered his grave.

Natsume Masaharu set off to find the exorcist who killed He.

His behavior was actually very reckless, and everyone told him not to go, but Natsume Masaharu said that he would seek justice for He. At this moment, life and death are not comparable to the grievances suffered by friends.

"The vocation of an exorcist is to destroy monsters, Masaharu, you can't go!" One-eyed grandfather's pupils trembled anxiously, "Besides, an exorcist is still human, not to mention he can summon shikigami with spells, as long as you touch each other , you will die."

He emphasized the word "death", but Masaharu with red eyes didn't care.

"It doesn't matter." He said, "I feel that I am not only going for He, but also for myself."

For the sadness and resentment in that unknown memory, for the struggle he couldn't let go of even after reincarnation.

The exorcist is not easy to find, and Masaharu doesn't know where Shanshen and He went.But Masaharu remembers that the statues of land gods can't be built casually, there are only a few in total, and you can find out the location by asking the old monster.

When he really found the exorcist, Natsume Masaharu was stunned.

——The other party was a young man with a childish look on his face.

Very young, how old can you be?Seventeen, eighteen?

"Who?!"

The exorcist felt the breath of monsters nearby, his eyes became very sharp, and with imperceptible fear, "Who's there! Come out!"

Natsume Masaharu stopped hiding.

The boy's eyes changed slightly. He probably had never seen a monster so similar to a human. He was in a daze for a while.

The interrogation was very short, and after knowing Masaharu's intentions, the demon master politely and sincerely apologized.

"I don't know. I've been catching a monster recently. That monster has faint signs of hurting people. It's very dangerous, and the land god is an important medium."

He said in a clear and steady voice,

"I thought that monster was an accomplice and came to make trouble, so I asked Shikigami to attack him without even thinking about it. After I found out that I hit the wrong person, I didn't care about him anymore... sorry."

Natsume Masaharu listened coldly.

What can he say?

Can he make this human teenager pay for his life?

Can he blame this exorcist who is wholeheartedly dealing with disasters for the race?

If he is a cruel and vicious exorcist who kills monsters at will, then Masaharu Natsume can find ways to get revenge on him with peace of mind.

A ridiculous coincidence.

He carelessly slept in the Earth Temple, while the exorcist vigilantly attacked the guy who broke into the territory.

Masaharu Natsume swayed a bit, feeling dizzy.

"Are you okay?" The demon exorcist looked at him gently, "As a mountain god, your demon power is too weak."

Natsume Masaharu felt in a daze that he had heard it wrong, "What did you say...?"

"Your demon power is too weak."

"last sentence."

"As...a mountain god?"

Natsume Masaharu stared at him blankly, "You mean me?"

"Correct."

The exorcist said firmly, "Although you are also a monster, you have been classified as a 'god'."

***

Natsume Masaharu became a mountain god.

He didn't notice the change in himself at all. If the exorcist hadn't told him, he might not have known it until he died.

"Could it be the ability of the mountain god?" Grandpa Yimu also felt strange, "Your body was originally made by the mountain god with magic, and you are still in the world because of him. You are a part of the mountain god, right? If the mountain god has The way to transfer the demon power, Masaji, you may really slowly become a mountain god."

But the most real reason is still unknown, because the mountain god has long been missing, Natsume Masaharu put aside these questions for the time being, and searched non-stop to find the monster that can manipulate memory.

"I know there is a monster, it fits your description." Master Sanxiao put his head lightly in front of Masaji, "His name is Yi Nan, and he lives near the shrine in the south. Speaking of which, there is another monster who is in the same situation as you." A similar boy, he was also transformed by the mountain god, and he couldn't touch humans."

"rumor,"

"—His name is Silver."

***

silver.

A monster named Silver with white hair similar to Natsume Masaharu.

"Ah, this is the way monsters like to name things."

Seeing the boy sitting in the snow and looking up at the sky, Masaharu Natsume sighed in a low voice.

The young man seemed to be one with the mountains and forests. The mask he took off fell on his hand, revealing a fair and delicate face.

Yin suddenly heard a voice in the silent forest, and looked over in surprise, "...you are?"

His eyes are a very peaceful green, because he does not participate in disputes and is not tortured by pressure, so he looks extremely clear and beautiful.

The moment their eyes meet, they understand each other like natural confidants.

"The same to you……?"

A human being saved by a monster.

The answer was ready to come out in his chest, Natsume Masaharu ran over briskly, and Yin also stood up, and before he could say anything, Masaharu hugged him.

"Hey?"

The momentum caused his body to shake a bit. Yin just tried to stand firm, but found that the hug was actually as light as a feather.

Natsume Masaharu embraced the boy's slender body, showing his first smile in a long time, "I've always wanted to find someone of the same kind..."

"Seeing you makes me feel better."

Masaharu Natsume changed from a human to a monster, and there are barriers between many monsters and humans.Although Yahara's monsters are very good, Masaharu has received countless kindness, and sometimes feels lonely.

He was also stoned by a monster. Although the monster was quickly chased away by his friends, and Yazhi did not suffer any substantial damage, subtle racial barriers still appeared in him.

Masaharu Natsume often jokes that he is the smartest monster.

This sentence is [-]% true.

Because most monsters are very simple, like innocent and kind children, their mentality and thinking are a little immature. Masaharu Natsume often chats with them with a sense of coaxing. This way of getting along with them will not make him feel nervous. But sometimes it makes him feel—

No one understands me.

Grandpa Ichime is very good, Natsume Masaharu respects him and loves him very much, but Grandpa Ichime can understand Masaharu's yearning for human society, but he can't empathize with him.

Can't empathize.

So at the moment he saw Yin, Masaharu knew:

—Who are you missing?

This faint breath of loneliness made Natsume Masaharu rush to hug him, as if hugging another self.

"My name is Masaharu, and Natsume Masaharu is the way humans are named. The surname Natsume was given to me by monsters. My real name is actually Masaharu."

"My name is Silver."

"I've heard of you, have you heard of me?"

Yin said in a daze, "...No."

"It's okay, we know each other now."

Natsume Masaharu sat with him on the raised rock. They were in the ice and snow, wearing thin clothes, and their light-colored hair almost blended with the snow.

"It's the first time I've hugged a human...although you can't be said to be a human, but your appearance is exactly the same as a human." Silver rolled his eyes, "There are not many monsters in this forest, and I don't often communicate with them."

"That one must be very lonely."

"It's okay." Silver glanced at the mask at hand. For monsters, showing their true face is sometimes as uncomfortable as not wearing clothes, but Masaharu didn't cover it up, so he treated him honestly, "I don't have your ability, I can't fly, and I can't blur my body, so I dare not go out, but every summer, a girl comes here."

Waiting with anticipation, although difficult, but also happy.

Oh!

Masaharu Natsume had a flash of inspiration,

love poems!

The Strange Fate of Monsters and Humans!

Masaharu blinked, "But aren't you forbidden to touch humans?"

"So you have to be careful."

"Have you ever hugged?"

"How is it possible. And as I said just now, the first time I hugged a human...you took the initiative."

"Sorry, I'm rather excited." Masaharu Natsume rubbed his nose, "It seems that we are still different. Although we were all rescued by the mountain god, the way of rescue is different."

"Each mountain god's ability is different." Silver is a little envious of Masaharu's ability, but that's all. "Although it is different now, our end point may be the same..."

"..."

Natsume Masaharu choked.

"You suddenly said something fatal..."

"But obviously..." Yin's eyes were gentle and bright, "Obviously, you are also very calm."

Their end is to turn into fireflies.

The time of death may be different, but the way of dying is the same.

Natsume Masaharu fell to the ground with his head up, "I have only lived for a few years, and the lifespan of monsters is hard to calculate. I will live until the day when my long-cherished wish is fulfilled."

"Your long-cherished wish?"

"Rescue."

"……what?"

"It's more complicated, so don't talk about it."

"Hey—run away if you whet your appetite."

Natsume Masaharu looked at him, and suddenly chuckled a few times, "It would be great if you and I were born in the same place."

This sentence is undoubtedly saying: I want to be with you.

Yin was stunned for a long time, "...we only met for the first time."

"Speculation is not based on the number of encounters." Natsume Masaharu leaned on his arm, "But I'm just saying, you like that human girl very much, if you appear in Yayuan, you will have sex with that girl." I missed it... So, everything is arranged."

They chatted until it was getting late, and Natsume Masaharu mentioned his purpose of coming here.

"The monster named Yi Nan...do you know him?"

"Yi Nan?" Yin was surprised, "What do you want him for?"

"I have something... I want to ask him for help."

***

Yi Nan's residence is an extremely deep cave.

Yin brought Yazhi to the edge of the cave and stopped, "That's right there... I've never gone in, and the monsters around me don't dare to approach, because there's always an aura that disgusts them, and they howl very angry from time to time." Call, everyone guesses that Yi Nan has a bad temper."

Natsume Masaharu took a few glances inside, it was too dark, he couldn't see anything clearly, "This smell... is quite annoying."

A breath that makes all creatures unwilling to approach.

"You have to be careful." Yin pursed his lips, "Call me if anything happens, I'll be here waiting for you."

Natsume Masaharu thumped his chest, "You have loyalty."

Silver smiled softly.

Natsume Masaharu turned his head and yelled a few times at the entrance of the cave, but no one answered.

He walked in short, the hole was very narrow, covered with thorns, and there was no light source. Masaharu Natsume groped forward, but still inevitably tripped.

He threw himself on the ground, and suddenly felt that something had been wiped off with the palm of his hand that was supporting the ground, and he sniffed it with the tip of his nose. There was no rancid smell, no fragrance, and he couldn't tell what it was.

Going further in, Masaharu Natsume hooked a thread, and the moment the thread trembled, bells rang out in the cave, and Masaharu Natsume suddenly regretted that he didn't come in with the kindling.

He had thought at first that it was a complete faux pas to bring a torch into someone's house.

Natsume Masaharu gritted his teeth and wanted to move forward again.

"Tear off that thread directly." Darryl said to him suddenly,

"I didn't put this thread, I can't move it at will." Natsume Masaharu said vigilantly, "Are you digging a hole for me?"

"Hmph, forget it if you don't believe me."

Masaharu Natsume walked to the deepest point, when a gust of wind suddenly blew up at the entrance of the cave, and he was blinded by the wind. After putting down the hand covering his eyes, his vision became much brighter.

The light source is a monster standing against the wall.

The monster's figure was like an enlarged version of a human being, with a height of three meters. His whole body looked sacred and hazy in the light. His mask hung obliquely above his head, and his light-colored eyes looked down coldly at the intruder.

Natsume Masaharu unconsciously took a step back under the pressure of his whole body, "I'm sorry, I have something to ask of you, and I came to visit on purpose, I'm sorry to disturb you..."

Before he finished speaking, the monster said in a hoarse voice, "Let me out."

A few syllables left Natsume Masaharu stunned.

He turned to look around, and with the glowing monsters illuminating the cave, everything around him became visible. Natsume Masaharu looked at the talismans and silk threads in surprise, this technique was very similar to—

"Have you been trapped here by the exorcist?"

***

A tale of a demon is widely circulated.

The demon once opposed Solomon, was bottled and thrown into the sea.

The devil lived in the sea for 100 years, thinking: 'If someone rescues me, I will make him rich and prosperous for life. '

However, 100 years have passed, and no one came to save him.

The devil thought again: "If someone rescues me, I will let him have an inexhaustible lifespan and serve him like a cow or a horse." '

However, 500 years have passed, and there is still no one to save him.

hope turned to despair,

The demon, who was tortured to the point of collapse, decided angrily: "Next, if someone comes to save me, I will make him die a painful death!" '

Natsume Masaharu rescued Yinan just when his hope was about to run out, but he hadn't given up yet.

After the monster spread its wings and soared in the sky, it landed in front of Masaharu Natsume, and knelt down on one knee without any hesitation.

"Hey! Don't do this!" Masaharu Natsume took a step forward at a loss, "I just tore off those threads and shredded those talismans. These are trivial things to me."

"But to me, you are the most important person who gives me freedom."

"I was imprisoned for 32 years." Yi Nan raised his eyes, even if he knelt down, Natsume Masaharu looked very small in front of him, so the monster's eyes were tinged with affection, "You saved me. "

"For that, I can do anything for you."

"—Master Masaharu."

So sincere and stubborn.

***

Since then, Natsume Masaharu has been walking with Yi Nan.

He talked about his memory problem and asked Yi Nan if he could help him, but the monster cast its ability on the boy without saying a word.

The ability to restore memory.

His fingertips touched Natsume Masaharu's head, like the key to open the seal, Natsume Masaharu felt a white light flashing in front of his eyes, and then the whole person was pulled into the world of memories.

The memory that has been separated from him by a layer of film, which is invisible and intangible, completely reveals the truth in front of his eyes.

Natsume Masaharu recalled his first life in one breath, the beginning of his reincarnation, and the life that meant the most to him.

He still wanted to continue to recall, but the picture stopped abruptly.

When he came back to his senses, Natsume Masaharu realized that he had a splitting headache, which was really painful like being cut several times by a knife.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't even keep his balance. He leaned on Yin's shoulder to barely stand up, "What's wrong with me?"

"Of course my abilities have side effects." Yi Nan said quietly, "At present, you can only recall these things, and the rest will have to wait until your body recovers."

"But this is only a little bit, this is only the beginning..."

Intuition tells Yazhi that the memory of the first life may not be the cause of his inexplicable sadness.

Do you know the agony of remembering something important and precious, but being unable to recall it?

Natsume Masaharu always seemed to be in this kind of anxiety and torment.

"You are a weak monster in the first place, and forced memory will cause harm to your soul."

"Recall some more..."

"No, I won't do anything to you anymore."

"Yinan!" The call was a bit harsh, and after Natsume Masaharu spit out the words, he woke up and realized that he had lost his composure. He lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Sorry... I went too far."

"Yaji..."

Silver gripped his arm.

Even though he was feeling extremely uncomfortable, he still had to cheer up and think about others.

"The monster's time is very long, don't be in a hurry."

***

Don't be in a hurry.

Natsume Masaharu said the word.

He took a breath and temporarily put the focus of his life elsewhere.

After being told by the exorcist that he had become a mountain god, Natsume Masaharu woke up one morning and found that he had awakened an ability that he had never had before.

—He can hear people's wishes.

No matter what kind of wish you want, as long as it is sincere and filled with all your heart, he can hear it.

——Let my child overcome the illness and grow up happily.

——Hope I can succeed, hope I can be useful, hope I don't let my parents down.

--help me!I don't want to die!

Such appeals often sounded in Natsume Masaharu's ears, and they were not noisy, but full of human piety and caution.

Masaharu Natsume became very busy for a while.

He is really, as he said before, able to do many things that humans cannot accomplish by relying on his inhuman identity.

He can hear the cry of the desperate from a thousand miles away,

——'The work is so difficult, I was scolded by the boss again today, I am responsible for the completion of the project, and my colleagues are blaming me, let's end it like this...'

——'But I don't want to end...I'm only 32 years old, who can stop me, 1 minute, as long as someone passes by after 1 minute and finds me, I won't jump...Help me. '

—'Help me! '

Natsume Masaharu, who was hovering over the city, immediately directed Yi Nan to take him there.

They took the wind, the fragrance of flowers, and a sigh.

The human standing by the river was blown back a step, leaving the edge of danger completely.

"Huh?" He opened his eyes wide in a daze, "What happened?"

Natsume Masaharu stood in front of him without moving.

After a while, he sat down on the ground and wiped his tears with his hand. The mobile phone fell out of the open briefcase. He sucked his nose and clicked on the screen saver of the mobile phone. Although he was an adult, he still cried like a child.

"I want to go home and see my mother..."

"I'll go home and see mom first."

In this way, another person was saved today.

Natsume Masaharu and Yi Nan clapped their hands together, "Thank you, Yi Nan flies much faster than me, and can always reach the destination before the tragedy happens."

"Obviously Masaharu-sama has the ability to listen, so we can be so timely every time."

Natsume Masaharu's expression was a little dull, but he still evoked a smile,

"In this way... the efficiency is really higher by more than a star and a half."

The listening ability of the gods conceals Natsume Masaharu's ability to know the death of others with the eyes of the god of death.

He will still go to the subway station, to the transportation hub, to the mall, and then stick a small thing on the target he found.

A snowflake that will never melt.

This is the imprint of the gods, and it has no unusual effect, it just allows Natsume Masaharu to find him by following his breath.

He has a notebook.

It recorded the number of each of his demon powers, as well as the date of death behind the number, which only Natsume Masaharu could see.

His business scope has expanded to the whole country, and he no longer needs to be confined to a small city, and he doesn't need to follow someone closely for fear of losing him. He seems to be much freer, and he seems to have planned his future.

Masaharu Natsume stopped and went like this, and finally found Takashi Natsume in the crowd by wish.

——'I really want to see Masaharu. '

This appeal, which only Natsume Masaharu could hear, was accurately received by him.

He stood in front of Natsume Takashi with the aura of the mountains and forests. The other party seemed to have matured a little more. Human children really look the same after a few days.

"Yaji!"

The other party ran towards him in surprise, then barely stopped in front of him, Natsume Masaharu smiled at him,

"I am back."

But something seems to be different.

"Jaji, I feel that you have changed."

"How to say?"

Natsume Takashi scratched his head, "The temperament... is somewhat elegant."

"Me? Elegant temperament?" Natsume Masaharu felt amused, "I am a child who grew up in the mountains, but I can still have that kind of temperament."

"It's true." As if wanting to prove himself, Natsume Takashi racked his brains to describe, "That's right, there's a little more sadness in the eyebrows and eyes, the standing posture is a bit more upright than before, and the breathing seems to have become slower .”

"...Is it really me you're describing?"

Natsume Takashi closed his mouth depressed.

Natsume Masaharu laughed with him, "It's good to know you're here, I still have something to do, I'll see you again tonight."

"Hey?"

……

Masaharu Natsume has pushed down the suicidal person on the tall building, tore up the forged notice of the murderer, and punched a hole in a plane that was destined to crash. , because Yi Nan can touch human beings and move freely like him, so many things become much easier.

Natsume Masaharu is not a human being who only cares about his life.

He has sent letters for the sad people who dare not send them, erased the dark memories for the frightened children, and he has tried his best to satisfy all the wishes he can hear.

Then one day, he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice calling his name,

——'Masaharu. '

——'I really want to see you. '

It's strange, the voice sounds like Natsume Takashi, but it doesn't seem to sound like it.

Natsume Masaharu went to find that person, and he flew into a luxurious villa. This villa made him familiar as if he had lived here before. He could remember which direction he should go when he turned the corner. There were not many servants in the empty house. , Masaharu Natsume is still in the mood to take a stroll.

He last saw the red-haired teenager who said his name in a study.

The other party seemed to be picking up someone's belongings, because there was a white flower next to it.

"Hmm... Akashi?" The boy's name suddenly appeared in Natsume Masaharu's mind, "Akashi Seijuro?"