Zongman: My Natsume parents and sons are in Kyoto

Natsume Ryuhe nodded with a smile: "Well, it's been a long time since I saw you."

Even Natsume Longhe, who is usually carefree, still respectfully calls "you" when facing the existence enshrined in the shrine in front of him.

"Then! Why did you come here to meet me?!"

The old and ancient voice was full of gentleness, and the words were even more vaguely full of divine power.

Xia Mu Longhe thought for a while, and said solemnly: "I want to make a bet with the gods! Please agree."

"Hoohoo~!"

The mountain wind blows past slowly, blowing up a corner of the red curtain covered by the shrine, revealing the real body enshrined in it.

It was a sacrificial offering similar to a bull's skull.

It was densely covered with blood stains, and there were faint cracks on the skull, but an open flame that had never been extinguished burned in the empty eye sockets.

"Are you serious?!"

The voice is no longer as gentle as before, but heavy and mottled with history from the long river of ancient time.

The reason is that the one in front of him is the most primitive god in the world.

Natsume Ryuhe smiled slightly: "Of course."

"permit!"

.........

Back in the car again, Natsume Ryuhe was drenched in sweat, and his face was rarely pale, as if he had exhausted a lot of physical strength.

"Sorry, Uncle Fujiwara, we can go on."

"Ah."

Xia Mu Longhe looked at the passing scenery outside the window, and suddenly felt a touch of coldness on the palm of his hand!

Asuka Ikawa squeezed Natsume Ryukawa's palm tightly with her small hands, and looked at him with worried eyes.

Facing Asuka Kamikawa's worried eyes, he gently squeezed the little hand she extended and smiled softly, without making a sound.

"However, I am indeed a little tired. It is the first time that I have exhausted the spiritual power in my body to the bottom."

Natsume Ryuhe closed his eyes tiredly, and fell asleep in the car before he knew it.

After an unknown amount of time, Natsume Ryuhe faintly heard a cry.

"Longhe, it's time to get up, the car is about to leave."

Natsume Ryuhe opened his eyes and found himself covered with a coat.

Looking at the time, it turned out that two hours had passed, but the journey seemed to be only one hour.

In other words, after Uncle Fujiwara sent him to the station, he saw that he fell asleep and drove the car to the parking lot and waited for him for an hour.

Immediately, Natsume Ryuhe expressed apology on his face: "Uncle Fujiwara, I'm very sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

Uncle Fujiwara smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, get in the car quickly! Don't be late."

"Yes! Goodbye, Uncle Fujiwara."

"..."

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46. ​​Come to think of it, it must not be forgotten.

Natsume Ryuhe had a smile on his face as he set foot on the Shinkansen to Kyoto again.

"Finally going back again! I just don't know if Hiroto Fujisaki is ready for you."

"If you underestimate me too much, you will pay a heavy price."

Kyoto!

Different family.

Iki Hiyori, who was just about to return to the bed, looked at the two people who appeared in front of him without warning, full of vigilance.

A young man in a black sportswear, and a brown-haired boy in a thick down jacket!

"Who are you! How did you get into my room?!"

Yetou said helplessly: "So, it will be very troublesome to deal with this matter."

Iki Hiyori doesn't remember, it's normal!

Affiliated with the gods, when the fate is broken, the existence of the gods will be forgotten, but Yato is not discouraged, because he has his own way.

"Crash~!"

Yato fumbled out a large wine bottle from nowhere, which was filled with [five yen] coins.

When it hit the glass bottle, there was a crisp sound of "jingle".

"Huh~! Which one is it?"

Yato is rummaging through the coins that Iki Hiyori was associated with back then.

Not long after, he took out a coin that was quite unique to him from the wine bottle, and flicked his thumb on the coin.

"Ding dong~!"

Iki Hiyori stared blankly at Yato in front of him!

Deep in the originally dazed eyes, there was a kind of clarity, and he looked at Yato with an expression of disbelief.

"Night... fight?!"

Seeing the change in complexion, Iki Hiyori and Yato grinned: "Have you finally remembered?!"

Yiqi Rihe looked at Yato in front of him, but the wariness that had faded away appeared again on Qiao's face.

"What are you, an unemployed neet god, coming to my house in the middle of the night?!"

Memories about Yato reappeared in the depths of Iki Hiyori's mind.

But Yato said excitedly: "Hey! Remembered, do you remember the wish you made with me at the beginning!? Let me help you solve the problem of your soul leaving your body?!"

Iki Hiyori looked at the dancing Yato with a foolish look.

"Are you a fool? How could I forget."

Regarding Iki Hikazu's unfriendly attitude, Yato didn't care but asked back.

"So! Can you still remember who helped you solve the problem of your soul leaving your body?"

Iki Hiyori did not answer immediately, but fell into deep thought.

After a short moment, an exclamation came out: "It's Mr. Natori!"

Yato was puzzled: "Mr. Natori...?! Oh, it's the Yin Yang Dao expert that Natsume Ryukawa brought you to find?!"

Yato didn't know the specifics about how Iki Hiyori solved her own out-of-body problem, but only knew that Natsume Ryukawa brought the other party to find a friend, and it was resolved.

And after that, Iki Hiyori in front of him was taken away by his father's memory about 'Natsume Ryuhe'.

Yato doesn't know why his father did this, but he feels that since the matter is related to his father, he must take responsibility anyway and help Iki Hiyori recover his memory.

"Natsume Ryuhe?!"

Iki Hiyori frowned slightly: "You mean, Natsume-san took me to find Mr. Natori?!"

"But I have no memory of it at all."

"Then you should remember it carefully! How can you forget him."

Yato got a little impatient.

On the other hand, Iki Hiyori said helplessly: "Actually, so far, I don't know whether it is you people who have problems, or my own memory problems."

"But I really don't remember any relationship with Natsume-san!"

"And even if there is a relationship, why do you care so much?"

Iki Hiyori was puzzled.

After waking up after being inexplicably hospitalized last week, Ichiki Hiyori found that his cognition had become a little strange for no reason.

Whether it's my friends Akira Yamashita, Aimi Tabata, my mother, and this unscrupulous god in front of me, they are all chanting "Natsume-san" in my ears.

But Iki Hiyori really doesn't remember, and even this incident once affected her perception of the world.

She even sometimes doubts whether all this is true or false!

"How could you not care! Aren't you curious, does this matter have to pass?!"

Yato spoke excitedly: "How can you say you forget it and forget it!"

"You must find it back! Otherwise, things will become very troublesome."

Iki Hiyori took a deep breath: "Can you please go out, no matter what kind of trouble it is, it has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to insist on pursuing what is true anymore."

"you......."

Looking at the stubborn girl, Yato didn't know what to say for a while.

The teenager wearing a down jacket and scarf also said, "If it's a bad past, isn't it a good thing to forget?!"

"Snowy!"

Ye Dou looked at the snow-like boy in a daze, and became a little dumbfounded.

Yukine was indifferent, looking at Yato with pure and innocent eyes, she was a little puzzled: "Didn't you say that to Yato?! If you are destined to be forgotten, thinking about it will not bring you anything other than pain. Come for any benefit."

Yato rolled his eyes: "Is this the same as what I'm talking about now!"

"never mind!"

Yato turned over and jumped to the window sill, looking back at Iki Hiyori with his blue eyes.

"Since the fate is all because of me, I will naturally take the responsibility to help Ikihi and you find that memory."