[Comprehensive] Sweet Uchiha

In the melee, the sky and the earth were trembling, and pieces were broken into irregular, destructive shapes, and the dark atmosphere of the netherworld surged up from the cracks.

The high-hanging sun and moon have lost their former light, and the sea has become angry. The turbulent water overflowed to the earth, accompanied by the roar of the adult dragons full of pressure.

Ah, Long Ming, she is most familiar with it. This is her mother calling her, mother? Wait, mom is back?

Suddenly, Xia Mulan rolled over from the bed. She sat still for a few seconds as dull as a stone sculpture, patted her head, and lay down again.

——This is the family house, my own bedroom.

Wearing green pajamas with a hint of gray, she rubbed her eyes and walked barefoot from the bed to the window. She stepped on the thick cashmere blanket and didn't feel cold.

"Wha—!" The sky-blue opaque curtains were opened, leaving a layer of girlish white gauze with hollow lace patterns on it.

Lan lifted a corner of the white gauze and took a peek at the scenery outside the window.

At this time, she felt like she was back in her childhood, hiding quietly behind the curtains alone, waiting for her grandfather to find her with a little secret happiness.

Outside the window is the sky in Yahara. Just like many years ago, the blue sky has fluffy white clouds like cotton candy floating in it. Looking up, she could see the green hills in the distance, standing there in silence. Lan knew that there must be many simple little monsters inside, each one chirping about her return.

It's really nice weather. Outside the window is the sky in Yahara. Just like many years ago, the blue sky has fluffy white clouds like cotton candy floating in it. Looking up, she could see the green hills in the distance, standing there in silence. Lan knew that there must be many simple little monsters inside, each one chirping about her return.

It was late spring at this time, and green seedlings were planted in the fields near the highway. The blue sky, white clouds, green mountains, and nearby rice fields make it a peaceful picture.

It's really nice weather.

Pulling her gaze closer, she looked into the yard. Another grandfather picked up the washed sheets from the tub with a serious look on his face. "Oh!" He put them on the clothes drying rope and unfolded them. Then he carefully put the sheets on them. Every fold is tucked flat.

Perhaps sensing Lan's gaze, the serious old man looked up at her. The girl in front of the window narrowed her eyes and curled her mouth at him, revealing a not-so-obvious dimple on one side of her face.

The old man turned away and continued to spread out the next sheet to dry.

Xia Mulan opened the window, stuck her little head out, and shouted to the old man: "Grandpa! What are you having for breakfast today?"

In the courtyard downstairs, the serious old man didn't even raise his head: "We'll find out when we come down."

So Lan clicked, stepped on the pink hair dryer piggy slippers, and walked down the stairs to the living room.

Steaming miso soup is already set on the table. After the dried bonito was boiled into soup, the delicious aroma filled the entire kitchen. Before Lan even sat down at the dining table, she picked up the soup bowl and drank half the bowl in one go.

Natsume, who came out of the corner, smiled at her and said, "Isn't it delicious? Since the last time you wrote in your letter that you reminded me of the miso soup made by your previous teacher, I have tried to make it many times."

Lan nodded. This soup is really delicious. There are smoked dried mushrooms in it. She sat in her usual seat and started to eat breakfast. The grandfather next to her looked at her gently, reminding her not to eat too fast, as it would cause indigestion.

It's great, everything is still the same as before, comfortable and just right. There are nice little birds chirping in the distance. Lan is eating the breakfast made by her grandfather with satisfaction. It seems that the separation over the years has never happened. She is still the same person in Yayuan. Children playing with monsters in the forest.

After breakfast, grandpa sat on the porch and looked at the last flowers blooming in late spring in the yard. He listened to the girl talk about his experiences in the past few years. The fat calico cat leisurely fluttered the butterflies beside the flowers. as usual.

Although Lan often asked water birds to bring letters back, and she also took many photos of her growing up for Teacher Cat to bring back, but what is said on paper and what can be seen in photos is never as good as hearing it with one's own ears and seeing it with one's own eyes. It looks reassuring at first glance.

"Ah, so, that's how I found that guy." The girl put her face in her hands and answered seriously.

"Yeah, we Ran-chan have made very good friends." Natsume listened to Ran's experiences and rubbed Ran's chestnut hair.

"Hey -" Ran coquettishly got into Natsume's arms and patted her chest: "No matter how many good friends I have outside, Ran-chan, grandpa will always be number one!"

The serious old man who had dried his clothes and sheets next to him came over and sat next to Natsume. Lan, who was very crisis-conscious, said, "Grandpa Hai, too!"

The old man, who seemed to be hard to approach with a straight face, accurately stroked the hair on Lan's head that was fluttering in the wind, and then took out two murder weapons from nowhere and handed them to Lan.

Why is it called a murder weapon? Because these are two swords with a sharp aura that makes people feel uncomfortable.

These two swords look very exquisite and gorgeous, one is mainly white, with a thin golden chain and decoration, and the black atmosphere on it is relatively light. The other one has this beautiful moon pattern on it, and the entire blade is constantly overflowing with black energy.

Lan lay in her grandfather's arms and took them, looked at the two swords, and sniffed them vigorously: "Hey!"

"It smells like depravity, it stinks so bad!" She looked at her other grandfather with a questioning look on her face.

Hai looked at his granddaughter, and the aura around her body changed slightly, and the pressure was as strong as the two swords: "I say, Natsume Ran is the master of Mikazuki Munechika and Tsurumaru Kuninaga."

At this time, more black mist overflowed from the two swords, but the rich aura of corruption emitted did not expand, but was contained within a very small range by the blue divine light.

Slowly, the black aura around the sword seemed to dissipate completely, and there was no longer as heavy a smell as before.

The serious old man touched Lan's head again: "For self-defense."

Seeing this, Natsume laughed at the side. He held Lan in his arms and explained: "Grandpa heard about our Lan-chan's previous experience. So many worlds are dangerous, so he is worried."

He watched his granddaughter turn into bright starry eyes and continued to undermine his partner: "Hai, this guy, is worried about you, but doesn't want to say it out loud, and then he goes all over the world to find bodyguards for you."

After hearing this, Lan became extremely moved and ran out of her grandfather's arms, happily hugged Hai, "Boohoo!" and kissed her grandfather on the side of his face.

The serious old man pulled the girl away from his body and placed her safely between him and Natsume: "Girl?? One point, Ran."

Natsume next to him smiled even more cheerfully: "Pfft - your grandpa is so shy."

"I've known it for a long time, Grandpa Hai is always like this!"

Lan was between two of her family members, holding one in each hand and shaking her calves that had slowly lengthened over the years: "Lan-chan! See through!"

The conversation and joking between the two old men and Lan Jiang in the courtyard lasted for a long time. After the cat teacher had exhausted the butterflies, he walked over with slow steps and lay down on the wooden corridor to take a nap. In the inconspicuous corner next to it, two handfuls had already The swords without the black energy were placed quietly, frozen into a painting.

After telling her stories to her grandfathers during the day and getting a lot of pats on the head, Lan Jiang called Teacher Cat and went to the mountains and forests of Yahara to meet her friends whom she had not seen for a long time.

The time of monsters is always so long. They can live much longer than humans. Xia Mulan's departure in the past few years has not had a great impact on them. The little monsters are not very bright, stubborn and clumsy. In his mind, Lan may have only left for a short time.

Such thoughts showed up with their actions, and Lan expressed her happiness about it. After leaving this land for so long, what she needs most may not be the joy after reunion, but the same treatment as before when she returns. This It could calm her heart, which had been restless since she returned to the present world.

The beautiful monster C smiled, and her deep red lips penetrated Lan's dream.

It was late at night, and the large pillar bed was separated by a gauze curtain around it, so it was difficult to see what was going on inside.

Xia Mulan was in bed and fell into a dreamland. She rarely dreamed. Maybe it was her return this time that made her a little confused. It was rare for her to dream about the past.

She was still that little child, playing interesting shogi in the kindergarten with a red-haired friend she met. The friend was a transfer student, short, plump, and wearing a well-tailored kindergarten suit.

She felt the same thing in him as her grandfather. At that time, she was still young and didn't understand that such a thing was very precious. Its name was - tenderness.

She remembered that after playing chess that day, after school, she ran to play in the mountains of Yahara as usual, and her overly worried guardian cat girl Kuchi Sansan followed her from a distance with her short legs.

The light blue gauze curtain hanging on the ground was lifted up by the back of the knife. The room was dark because the opaque curtains were closed. It was so quiet except for the inaudible breathing of the girl sleeping on the bed. There was no other sound.

Even in such a dim environment, the cold light of the blade would be clearly visible if Lan was awake.

But she slept deeply, and her eyebrows were furrowed, as if she was in a very unhappy situation.

The person holding the knife walked silently into the gauze curtain like a cat. With a flash of cold light, it stabbed the sleeping girl quickly and straight. It was like a bird's feathers blowing through the air, creating a wave that was invisible to the naked eye. of ripples.

The girl on the bed couldn't even defend herself. She was wandering in the mountains of Yayuan. The little monster had a naughty idea and played hide and seek with her.

It was Lan's turn to be a ghost. The originally noisy mountain forest became quiet, and the monsters hid one by one. The only sound was the gurgling water beside the creek in the mountains.