[Noragami] The tangled red thread

There was a crossroad ahead, and Hiyori was walking absent-mindedly, when suddenly a child jumped out from the left, and bumped into Hiyori inadvertently.

Hiyori was knocked to the ground by the sudden impact, and the schoolbag flew out and fell to the side of the road.

The child was also lying on the ground. Hiyori got up quickly, ignoring his still sore palm, trotted to the child, nervously and worriedly helped the child up, and asked, "Are you all right? Did you fall?"

The child knew that he accidentally bumped into someone, so he bowed his head obediently and apologized, then shook his head to show that he didn't fall.

Hiyori carefully looked at the child's body, made sure that he was not injured, and then smiled and said, "Next time, don't run on the side of the road, it's very dangerous."

The child nodded, thanked Hiyori again, and turned to leave.

Hiyori walked to the side of the schoolbag, and when he knelt down to pick it up, he inadvertently noticed the kapipa hanging on the schoolbag.

"I don't care I don't care I don't care, I'm going to Capipa Land! Whoa whoa—"

Suddenly, the image of a young man in a sweatshirt rolling on the ground flashed across his mind.

She held her breath involuntarily. Who was the person in that memory just now?

She tried to recall it again, but found that she couldn't remember it, like a flash in the pan.

Feeling lost and sad as if covered with a layer of gloom.

Hiyori finally discovered the reason why everything was wrong today—she seemed to have forgotten someone very important.

Hiyori squatted on the side of the road in a daze, her body trembling slightly due to suppressing the sadness that suddenly swept like a strong wind, and she covered her face with her hands.The passers-by next to her bypassed her without stopping, a circle appeared in the gurgling flow of people, and she was the only one in the circle.

Noisy crowds coming and going, shops with pedestrians coming in and out, street lights turned on early, and today's wind is particularly strong.

A barely audible whimper came from both hands, and dissipated in the wind in an instant.A few leaves were blown by the wind and swirled around Hiyori's feet.

The deep sorrow in her heart made her collapse uncontrollably.

After a while, she sniffed, put down her hands, and calmed down her emotions. Her rose-red eyes were covered with mist, and the edges of her eye sockets were red.She picked up her schoolbag and gently patted the dust on Kapipa's body.

She walked in the opposite direction from home.

She went from one place to another according to the familiar places in her mind, she ran past the cake shop she often went to, and ran across the station platform.The wind ruffled her hair, and a few strands of hair stuck to her wet tears and stuck to her cheek, making her look a little embarrassed.

A gust of wind blew by, Yato seemed to sense something, turned around and looked back, there was no one behind him.He blinked dully, then laughed at himself, Hiyori had already forgotten about them, how could he still come to him?

He put his hands in his pockets and walked around aimlessly.Xueyin is studying with Xiaofu, writing the homework left by Hiyori.

He sighed, forget it, let him go.Xueyin's depression also affected him, and he couldn't cheer up.

Hiyori ran to Tenjin Shrine, with her hands on her knees, panting, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, straightened up, and stepped in.

Zhenyu was surprised: "Miss Iki, how—" She was surprised that Hiyori would ignore them, as if she couldn't see them, and was planning to go up to Hiyori to talk to her.

A wat protruded from the right to block her steps.

"Master?" Zhenyu was puzzled.

Tianshen has a lot of meaning: "It is better for the child to return to her world."

"Eh?" Zhenyu was surprised, with a complicated expression.

Rihe clenched her fingers, there was no one here, she looked up at the tall plum tree, there were only a few untimely plum blossoms blooming on the branches, and a few withered petals on the ground.

Hiyori lowered his head, staring at the yellow flowers on the ground in a daze.

The cell phone on his body rang suddenly, and Hiyori guessed that it was his mother.

After listening to it, it really is.

Rihe listened to her mother's nagging on the other side of the phone, her voice panted slightly: "Mom, I lost something, it's very important, I have to go get it back, you and dad don't have to wait for me to eat tonight, I'm sorry .”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and said: "Since it is a very important thing, you have to put it away after you find it."

Hiyori's eyes were moist, she said: "Well, thank you mom."

After hanging up the phone, Hiyori looked up at the plum blossoms on the branch, turned and left.

Behind her, the gods and his artifacts looked at her back and silently blessed her. This is a good girl.

Holding the schoolbag, Hiyori stood slowly, facing a thick cherry tree, and the sparkling river behind the tree reflected the cold moonlight.

The wind blew, raising Hiyori's skirt, the leaves "crashed", and the petals of the cherry blossoms fell down. Hiyori raised his head, and suddenly felt warm water stains on his cheeks, and stroked his cheeks belatedly. face, it suddenly dawned on—ah, it turned out to be tears.

Yato stood on the side of the road on the shore, looking down at Hiyori's back.

The wind was a bit chilly, but Yato didn't wear the bib that he normally wears today, and he stretched out his hand to pull up the zipper of his tracksuit.

Looking at Hiyori's thin back, he sighed almost inaudibly.

The next moment, Hiyori turned around and looked straight in his direction.He stared wide-eyed in surprise, with inexplicable expectations in his heart.

But Hiyori didn't seem to see him, he just turned his eyes in this direction, and the focus was not on him.

Yato couldn't tell what mood he was in, it was obviously his own choice.

He lowered his head, restrained his emotions, did not want to look any further, took a step back, and prepared to leave.

"Night...Yatou!"

He took a step.

Hiyori was looking at the brilliantly blooming cherry blossoms, when the wind that suddenly blew was mixed with a nice fragrance.

She turned around sharply, looking where the wind was blowing.

She squeezed the strap of her schoolbag tightly, her lips moved: "Yeto..." There was hesitation and uncertainty in her voice, and when she opened her mouth again, her voice was firm: "Yeto!"

She blinked, and there was a young man in a sweatshirt standing in the direction the wind was blowing. The dim light of the street lamp hit him, casting a shadow on the ground.Against the light, I couldn't see his expression clearly.

The moment Hiyori saw Yato, Hiyori's heart that had been confused for a whole day finally came to fruition. It was as if he was drifting alone and desperately on the boundless ocean, and suddenly saw a clear coastline in the distance, and his heart was at peace. down.

Tears poured down uncontrollably again.

So good, so good, not forgetting him—

Hiyori cried out uncontrollably as the joy of being saved from a desperate situation welled up in her heart.

The young man who heard Hiyori's cry not far away shuddered. He didn't move forward or back in place. Crying uncontrollably, both situations overwhelmed him.

Finally, Yato sighed lowly, grabbed his hair with one hand, and walked towards the crying girl under the cherry blossom tree.

Hiyori felt ashamed, it was too embarrassing to cry or something in front of Yato.She wiped her tears with her sleeves, but the tears seemed to be like a never-ending river, and could not be wiped away.

Suddenly, a hand was passed from below, holding a squarely folded handkerchief, and at the same time, the scent she was most familiar with and favorite - the smell of Yato.

A reassuring voice said in front of her: "Wipe it, it's clean."

Hiyori lowered her head, not daring to raise her head to meet Yato's gaze. She silently reached out her hand to take the handkerchief from Yato's hand, and silently grasped the hem of Yato's clothes with the other hand, pinching it tightly.

Yato looked at Hiyori who lowered his head, and said dryly, "Hiyori, don't you—"

"Yato." Hiyori cried just now, his voice was still a little hoarse, and he tightened his fingertips on the hem of Yato's sweatshirt.

Yato paused.

"Yato, I like you." Hiyori's confession was gentle and firm, with unquestionable stubbornness.

At this moment, the wind stopped making noise, and the insects gradually became silent.

Only Hiyori's voice remained in Yato's mind, and that voice seemed to surround him in three dimensions, constantly colliding back and forth in his mind, making him dazed and his brain buzzing.

Hiyori's tone was firm just now, in fact, her drooping face was already blushing, and her mind was also in chaos, and she blurted out suddenly as if possessed just now.

Fighting against the urge to run, she held Yato firmly with one hand and covered her face with the other in annoyance.

Yato was stunned for a moment, he looked at Hiyori whose ears were flushed red and began to speak incoherently: "Day Day Hiyori-just now, just now, just now you said-"

Hiyori suddenly burst into a rage: "junglesobut!—" The hem of the skirt flew up.

Yato was kicked far away, and Hiyori stood there blushing and panting.

Yato, that idiot.

Her eyes wandered to the location of Yato who was kicked away by her, and she suddenly realized that Yato seemed to be kicked a little far away by her. Because of nervousness, Yato ran away again, so she ran to Yato in guilt and annoyance, and Yato Dou lay face down on the grass.

Hiyori met Kamiyato's gaze, tried her best to restrain her urge to look away, she cleared her throat, and said seriously: "Don't cut it off next time, I will be very troubled .”

After listening to Hiyori's words, Yato lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously. Ripples appeared in his eyes, which were as clear and cold as the blue sea. He reached out and grabbed Hiyori's hand, interlocking his fingers.

Hiyori's eyes widened, she held her breath subconsciously, her heart started beating wildly, and she felt like she was going to smoke.

Yato smiled slightly and said softly, "Sorry, it's my fault."

Rihe blushed and silently held the interlocking hands of the two of them even tighter.

The next moment, she saw Yeto grinning stupidly, and Yeto got up excitedly and excitedly, like a child, with bright eyes: "Then we choose to get married on that day? For our wedding, Xiaofu will Don't come, once she comes, she will definitely suffer, if you are an idiot—"

Hiyori's cheeks flushed red.The next second, Yato lay face down on the ground again, with a big smoking bag on his head.