It's Hongye, not Nobunaga

Shimizu Hongye thinks that Mochizuki is a strange person.

Because apart from that handsome face, he looks as ordinary as an ordinary person.

But every time she met his gaze, she had the illusion that she was about to be seen through.

This feeling made Shimizu Koyo very uncomfortable, but she still had a lot of things to ask Akutagawa Jirou, so she didn't leave immediately, but accepted Mochizuki's invitation as a thank you, and walked into the coffee shop with them.

Akutagawa Jiro is obviously much easier to deal with than Edogawa Conan and others, and even more innocent and easy to talk than Mao Lilan. The whole person is like a clean white paper, and Shimizu Hongye sighs in his heart. Born in this era.

If it was born in a noble family in Heianjing, it would be considered good, but if it was in other places, or in the era when there were always wars, such a clean person would either die prematurely or be infected with other unhealthy diseases. The color that should be...

She took a sip of the honey lemon juice in front of her, and listened to Akutagawa Jiro talking about what he knew about Shimizu Hongye, nodding her head from time to time.

The original Shimizu Koyo, as Fujisuke said before, was so alienated from other people that he was considered withdrawn. The newly transferred Hyotei had only one friend, Akutagawa Jiro.

There is basically no interpersonal relationship, which is undoubtedly a good thing for her, a newcomer.

She is not worried about the innocent child Akutagawa Jiro, but Keigo Atobe...

Shimizu Hongye lowered her eyes, believing that the smart man would not care about such things that have passed and did not affect him.

"Hongye, these are all I know!"

Akutagawa Jiro was thirsty, took a big sip of the milk tea in front of him, and continued: "So, you must remember sooner! Remember that you and I are good friends!"

Shimizu Hongye laughed because of his innocent words and clean eyes: "Even if I can't remember, we are... friends."

The word friend is actually a little strange to her, but she is willing to give it a try.

"Ok!"

"Since Hongye and Cilang are friends..." Mochizuki put down the black tea and looked over with a smile: "Then, consider me as a friend too."

Shimizu Hongye blinked at him, but didn't speak.

"Jirou and I are not only cousins, but also very good friends. So, I think we can also be good friends." He spoke seriously, which sounded very reasonable, and Akutagawa Jirou nodded repeatedly should and.

Seeing this, Shimizu Hongye didn't refuse either.

"it is good."

Mochizuki is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface, so even if she agrees now, she doesn't plan to have too much contact with the other party.

Shimizu Hongye and her cousins ​​sat in the coffee shop for a while, then got up to say goodbye to them.

Akutagawa Jiro asked: "Hongye, when are you coming back to school?"

"In two days."

She remembered that Shinobu Yushi had said that Ice Emperor would have an exam next week, so she decided to go back and take a look at it earlier.

"Then I'll wait for your return!" Akutagawa Jirou laughed.

"it is good."

Shimizu Hongye responded, nodded to Mochizuki, then turned and walked outside.

When she walked to the door, she could still hear the conversation between the two.

"Ci Lang, your wrist guard is broken, come back with me to mend it later."

"Okay, Chu Ge!"

-

After Shimizu Koyo left the cafe, she planned to go back to Kudo's house in Mihua Town.

It's a pity that the sky was not as expected, she had just walked not far before she was stumbled again.

"No, I'm sorry..."

Panting, the young man stopped in front of Qingshui Hongye, his fair face was covered with beads of sweat after running, which wet his temples, and he looked very embarrassed.

He glanced back at the street where he was running, before continuing to speak: "Excuse me, is there a shrine near here?"

"shrine?"

Shimizu Hongye glanced behind him and shook her head: "I don't know."

"Sorry for disturbing you……"

He looked a little lost, and glanced back from the corner of his eye.Soon he perked up again: "I'll tell you first..."

Before the word "farewell" was uttered, Shimizu Hongye had already turned on the phone's navigation and found the location of the nearest shrine: "However, I can take you there."

"……thanks."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt a gust of wind blowing from behind, and his footsteps that had stopped at first moved away again: "It's better not to, I'll find it myself!"

He ran past Shimizu Hongye without looking back.

The girl raised her hand to straighten her messy long hair, glanced at the boy's real direction, finally sighed, changed her original destination, and followed him at the same pace as he left.

It doesn't take much effort for her to see some things that others can't see.

When Shimizu Hongye caught up with the boy, he was leaning against the torii gate in front of the shrine, still panting, but his expression was much more relaxed than before. It seemed that he had let go of something on his mind, but in reality he was not.

The ferocious-faced monster that had been chasing him was not far away from him, and its two bright red lantern-like eyes locked him in the field of vision.

It looked at the relaxed young man with a triumphant smile, and decided to open its mouth wide and swallow him when the other party was full of joy after getting hope.

And in fact, it did.

But in the process of flying over, something unexpected happened.

A red leaf that shouldn't appear in this season is like a sharp blade, piercing its head from the center of its eyebrows, and then sinking deeper, making it roar like a beast, and with its black face covered in blood, it slams into the nearby tree trunk. Hit it.

Natsume Takashi looked at this scene in surprise, then turned his head to look in the direction from which the red leaf was flying.

Shimizu Hongye was standing there, arms folded, condescendingly looking down at him and the monster that had fallen in front of him.

She conjured another piece of red maple from her hand out of thin air, and threw it at the monster over there again.

The monster that was still struggling instantly turned into black smoke in the air, and finally disappeared into this world without leaving any traces.

"It's you……"

"Not all youkai are afraid of shrines."

Shimizu Hongye glanced at Hongfeng, who had disappeared as a spot of light, and walked slowly towards Natsume Takashi: "It's a good idea to hide in the shrine, but it's not a panacea."

"All the monsters I met before were monsters that I could hide from at the shrine."

He truthfully told the girl he had saved, and thanked him aloud: "Thank you for saving me."

"In this era, there are not many people with such strong spiritual power."

Shimizu Hongye discovered the scarcity of spiritual power in this era after waking up, so when she saw Natsume Takashi, she chose to help him.

Furthermore, to be honest, the other party's appearance is still in line with her aesthetics.

"And, if you really want to thank me..."

She stopped in front of Natsume Takashi, raised his chin with her index finger, and looked around: "How about being my man?"

"I can help you control it, and even completely use it for your own use."

"..."

Natsume Takashi looked at the playful girl and shook his head: "I refuse."

"That's a pity."

Shimizu Hongye let go of him, took a step back, and distanced himself from him: "Young man, what's your name?"

"Natsume."

Natsume Takashi looked into her eyes with a calm and gentle expression: "Natsume Takashi."

"Natsume Takashi."

Shimizu Hongye repeated his name in a low voice, curling the corners of her lips: "Now I will teach you one thing."

"what?"

"Don't tell others your name at will."

Shimizu Hongye's voice fell, and her tone changed from the gentleness just now. It sounded like a strong tone that a man in a high position would use: "Take off your clothes!"

"This is……"

Natsume Takashi's body suddenly lost control.

He raised his hand and opened the openings one by one from the neckline, revealing the fair skin and collarbone under the clothes.

"Stop, please……"

Shimizu Hongye looked at the blush on his face due to embarrassment and shyness, and smiled like a sly fox, until the button had been unbuttoned to the abdomen, and then snapped her fingers to release her control.

Natsume Takashi hastily buttoned the shirt again, and she chuckled in her ear: "This is called Yanling."

"... Lingling?"

"In words, there is a power that cannot be underestimated."

Qingshui Hongye said calmly: "This kind of power can order others to do things, especially for people whose names are known."

"Just like what you did just now." Natsume Takashi took her words.

Shimizu Hongye didn't deny it either: "As long as you have the ability, you can use the words to do anything. Of course, you can rest assured that in this era, ordinary people can't do this."

"The only ones who can do it now are those who have spiritual power and can control them, and... those monsters who are chasing you."

He pursed his lips, not annoyed by what happened just now.Instead, he sincerely thanked Shimizu Hongye: "Thank you for telling me this."

"I just suddenly feel better."

Shimizu Koyo raised her hand to her forehead, as if she was trying to cover the sun above her head: "You won't be so lucky next time, Natsume-kun."

"You saved me, so I think you're a good guy."

He said seriously, and sent a good card to Qingshui Hongye, which made her laugh.

Whether it is Momizu, Oda Nobunaga, or even Shimizu Momiji herself, she has never been said to be a good person.

"Before I change my mind, you go."

Shimizu Hongye is not that kind of nice guy.

"Anyway, thank you for today."

Natsume Takashi bowed to her and walked outside the shrine.

Shimizu Hongye stood in place and heard the footsteps fading away. She looked through the approach in front of her and looked at the worship hall not far away. She raised her hand and pulled off the ribbon that tied her hair.

Her long black hair flew up with the wind, adding a bit of messy beauty to her.

"...A good guy?"