[Comprehensive] Natsume's world has changed

He felt that he should take some action, but he was limited by the power gap between the two sides and could not achieve it one by one.

The most troublesome thing is that although Mr. Monster did not wait, they did make an agreement. If Mr. Monster came later but did not wait for him, a sensitive person like him would definitely feel very uncomfortable.

It is estimated that he will be very angry.

The kind of anger that rubbed off the bark of that big tree.

Give me a basketball if you can.

Heizi looked at the gray sky and prayed to it.

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Meanwhile, another time and space.

Sawada Tsunayoshi experienced a day of exhausting campus life, and the tendons in his hands were weak. As soon as he opened the door, he was hit in the face by a basketball.

Pain...pain.

He felt that his face was dying of pain, his nose was so sore, and with what kind of force was that basketball thrown over, it hadn't fallen from his face after such a long time.

Wanting to cry without tears, he took down the basketball, and Tsunayoshi Sawada touched his cheek, and two long marks could be vaguely felt on it, which shows how heavy the stroke was.

Could it be that Li Baoen didn't like me again today?

Sawada Tsunayoshi entered the door with a basketball in his arms, and immediately saw Lanbo hiding under the dining table, humming innocently, and dawdling with his ten-year bazooka.

The little cow with an exploding head lit up his eyes when he came in, and greeted him very obediently: "Gang, you are back, mom's meal is ready, you can eat it later."

really obedient.

What a well-behaved child.

If Lanbo is like this usually, Tsunayoshi Sawada must feel very relieved, and maybe he can shed two lines of tears of gratitude, but today, when it is obvious that he was beaten and the culprit is not clear, why did Lanbo behave like this? You can know if you are good.

"Lambo." Tsunayoshi Sawada stepped forward and carried him out from under the table, "How can you throw such dangerous things carelessly?"

Tears welled up in Lanbo's eyes: "But Ah Gang won't let Master Lanbo throw a grenade."

Sawada Tsunayoshi froze.

"Besides, it's said on TV that basketball is just thrown?"

It seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Sawada Tsunayoshi felt miraculously close to being convinced.

Lan Bo secretly smiled, and was about to slip out of his arms.

Sawada Tsunayoshi held him who was about to slide, and still tried to correct Lanbo's thinking: "But throwing it at home is still very dangerous, and it is easy to hurt other people."

Rambo couldn't bear it anymore.

Stupid Gang actually taught him a lesson because of an orange ball, he was really angry.

Lan Bo cried and took out his ten-year bazooka, aimed at the basketball on the ground and pressed it down. After a puff of smoke, he picked up the bazooka again, and the basketball was gone.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was dumbfounded.

He groped and groped the empty floor until he was sure the basketball was indeed missing.

But there is no problem, no matter what, it is something ten years later, so it should have been recycled long ago.

But can the rocket launcher even be exchanged for dead objects in ten years? How amazing?

But I still have to let Lan Bo put away the bazooka, it will be bad next time it hits someone.

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Really bad day.

Natsume didn't know how many times he expressed this emotion.

The circulating air was somewhat stagnant. He, Wakatake, and Natori formed a solid triangle, and the embarrassment that they couldn't be dismantled permeated the surroundings.

Ruozhu seemed to know that he had caused trouble, so he stood there and laughed a few times, lowering his head and pretending to be a monster.

"I think, I should explain." Natsume was a little weak, he couldn't even speak loudly now, and felt very guilty.

"Of course." Natori nodded.

"What's there to talk about." Ruozhu stepped in, staring at her beautifully, and said, "I'm the reason, so if you have any questions, please come to me, I don't have time to explain to you now."

She held Natsume's hand, eyes full of anxiety.

Natsume noticed that the place where she put her hand seemed a little cold, and she felt a bad premonition. Natsume pulled her hand away, only to find that it was covered with blood.

"How could this happen?" Natsume couldn't describe his mood at this moment, anger or something, but he knew that when he took out the handkerchief and bandaged Ruozhu's wound, he didn't tremble the slightest.

Tie a slipknot on the wound, Natsume gave Natori a sorry look, and then asked Wakatake: "How did you get hurt, it should be fine when we parted this morning."

Ruozhu frowned: "Because Heizi was going up the mountain, I was a little worried about him, so I let my branch go with him. There was a big hole in the trunk of a tree in the west mountain, and I saw him stay there for a long time. I have been calling for a long time, but I have not received a reply. I found that there was no problem, so I slacked off. Unexpectedly, after a while, Heizi suddenly started walking to the surrounding area, waiting to find a few roads. After that, he started to step into the path where no one entered, and as a result, he was attracted by the figure of a monster."

"Why didn't you leave immediately when you saw the monster?" Natsume was puzzled.

"That kind of monster has the ability to confuse people's spirits. I think Heizi probably followed him as his friend."

Natori couldn't resist asking the question at this point.

"Is that big tree on the west mountain the one on the left?"

Ruozhu frowned, and looked at him suspiciously: "Yes, what's the matter?"

It can't really be such a coincidence.

"If it's really that one, then I saw a monster there. When Gua Ji was chasing him, he hid under the tree hole. Was it he who captured your friend?"

Ruozhu asked: "What kind of monster?"

Natori thought about it for a while, and finally gave Jiro the most obvious feature: "His nose is very long, in the shape of a crescent moon, and Gua Ji was poked a hole by his nose attack."

Ruozhu lowered his shoulders in disappointment: "It's not that, the guy who took Heizi away is an ugly guy with a fish head, salty and greasy."

None of them met the same monster.

Natsume understands Wakatake and Mr. Natori's temperament.It is impossible for them to lie in this situation, which means that what they said is true.

"Why did Mr. Natori go to Xishan?" He remembered that the time they met for the first time should not be right now. That time, they met when Mr. Natori was working, and that meeting was very embarrassing, almost When I fell down, I was hugged by Mr. Natori, which is very embarrassing behavior no matter how you think about it.

Natori doesn't know why, although he hasn't met Natsume for a long time, but he has a very good sense of him, even though he was just cheated by him and the monster this morning, he still didn't hide him, of course, there is nothing to hide .

"I heard that many human beings disappeared in Xishan recently. I accepted an old woman's entrustment to find her beloved son who hadn't returned home for a long time. I heard that the last place he was going was to go to Xishan to find the just-broken man. girlfriend, because his girlfriend wants to get back together at the place where they first met."

Ruozhu immediately denied his words: "How is it possible, Xishan has not had any little girls go there since a while ago, so there is no girlfriend."

"That's it." Natori smiled, "According to the old woman, his son's ex-girlfriend is now in a new relationship and has no plans to get back together."

Being in love is scary.

Natsume frowned: "That means the person who invited him couldn't possibly be his ex-girlfriend?"

Natori nodded.

"Later, the old woman heard that many young people who had gone to Xishan hadn't returned, so she came to me, hoping that I could find his son back."

Natori thought of the woman whose hair had turned gray in a short period of time. She didn't shed tears when she proposed the commission, but Natori could see that her eyes were already blue and purple, and the skin in that area was wrinkled. Together, like dried plums, her eyes were terribly swollen, and the red blood in her eyes was scattered on the whites of the eyes. Even so, she still insisted on standing there, hoping that Natori could bring back her son.

Even part of it.

Natori agreed.

He thought that he had no reason to refuse her plea, no matter what it was.

It's just embarrassing that he still hasn't found out where the monster's real lair is.

"I know." Ruozhu clenched his fist and coughed, attracting everyone's attention, "He has been staying where Echizen-sama left."

Next time, we must deal with that guy.

Ruozhu swore that she would tie up the big monster with her stems, put her on the edge of the cliff in the west mountain, pour him down, let him bask in the bitter wind and rain for several days, and finally throw him The most, the most grumpy demon exterminator who hates monsters, sealed him up so that he could never come out again.

No one or youkai can tarnish the prestige of Echizen-sama.

"Then let's go up the mountain together." Natsume smiled. "So many monsters and humans have disappeared. Although I know that I may not have much chance of winning against the big monsters, I still don't want to just look at them like this." Maybe he is one of them. A small amount of power, but he still couldn't resist the desire to help others.At the very least, he must ensure that he can protect himself.

"No, it's fine for me to go with this lady monster. It should be time for the good boy to go home now." Natori rejected his proposal with a smile.

Natsume was stunned.

He completely forgot that Mr. Natori didn't want him to get involved with monsters.

"Actually, I'm not a kid anymore."

"Only a child would say that." Natsuki smiled, rubbing his hair.

It's so soft and comfortable.

"I will definitely not hold back."

"That's not the reason for the delay."

Ruozhu also chimed in: "That's right, Natsume-sama should find Madara-sama now and stay by his side. The rest, I and this exorcist can take care of it."

Natsume felt aggrieved: "But Ruozhu suggested me to help yesterday."

Ruozhu dragged on a long tone, pretending to be stupid: "Really? Then, dismiss—"