You are a predestined person [comprehensive]

I don't know when I fell asleep, but I only remember that Yato touched his forehead with his hand, and after that, there was the still darkness and the good smell lingering in the night wind.

When the alarm clock rang, Natsume half-closed his eyes and reached out to touch the bedside, but it was Yato's hand that was pressed.

"Where can I turn it off?" Yato asked, with a tired tone in his tone.

"Press this." Natsume held his finger and pressed the switch on the back of the alarm clock.

Natsume sat up and stretched, and slept well this time, feeling more energetic.

He turned his head to look at Yato, who was lying on the blanket with his upper body bare and rubbing his eyes, and his hair was sleeping messily.

Yato found that Natsume was looking at him, he put his arms behind his neck with a smile on his face, and praised himself shamelessly: "My figure is still in good shape, at least I can rank among the top five among the gods."

Xia stared at him.

"This face," Yato raised his chin at Natsume, "it ranks first among 800 million gods."

Natsume looked at his smug look early in the morning, and couldn't hold back, stepped on his stomach when he stepped over Yato and walked out the door.

Tsk, the feet feel pretty good.

Natsume pushed open the door and went downstairs to take a shower, ignoring Yato's babble of resentment behind him.

I went to the station and bought two tickets and caught the first train.

There were very few passengers, and Natsume bought two ekiben when the steward came over with the trolley.

"The taste is not bad, much better than the ekiben I ate decades ago." Yato commented.

Natsume choked for a long time.

He took a newspaper from the car, but Yato didn't give him a chance to read it. He kept grabbing his shoulder and pointing at the fast-moving scenery outside the car window, like a kid who had never been on a train.

"You have eaten train bento decades ago, why are you so excited to ride a car?" Natsume was helpless when he quarreled.

"It's the first time I've been on a train with someone else," Yato said.

He leaned against the back of the chair and spoke casually, but his tone was a bit lonely.

God is not easy either.

Natsume sighed and pointed to the field outside the car window, "Look, Yato, there is a scarecrow there."

As soon as the words were finished, the train drove into the tunnel, and the windows of the car showed the staring faces of two people, and Yato compared him to him.

"Let's go eat the udon noodles you wanted to eat when you were a child first." After getting out of the car, Yato took out his precious magnum, which was filled with shiny coins, "I treat you!"

"Isn't this your dream fund for building the shrine?" Natsume was stunned, "It's better not to spend it."

Ye Dou tearfully said: "It's rare for me to be generous, so you should talk less."

Natsume used to live here for a while when he was a child, and every time he went to school, he would pass by a noodle shop. The udon noodles in the noodle shop were very fragrant, an attractive aroma that could be smelled from a long distance.

"However, I didn't have much pocket money when I was a child, and I didn't want to trouble the adults at home with such willful things. The last time I came here with Teacher Mao, I couldn't eat because of the rush of time." On the way to the noodle shop , Natsume said to Yato.

Yato knocked on the Shinto Dream Fund held in his arms, and took out a hand to pat Natsume's head, "Today, Brother Patronus is here to help you realize this wish, just eat a few bowls."

Xia Mu smiled.

After so many years, the decoration of the noodle shop has not changed. The udon samples are displayed in the window facing the street, and the familiar food aroma can be smelled before approaching.

"I want to eat three bowls." After sitting down, Natsume whispered to Yato.

"No problem!" Yeto snapped his fingers and shouted at the boss, "Six bowls of noodles!"

Because they ordered too much, the noodle shop also gave away a bowl of new products. After everything was ready, the boss smiled and reminded him friendly, "If you can't finish eating, you can take it away."

"Eat as much as you can." Yato waved his hand.

Natsume looked at the full seven bowls of noodles on the table, and laughed before putting down his chopsticks.

Yato looked at him while sucking on the noodles: "What are you laughing at?"

"I just wanted to laugh." Natsume picked up a large piece of beef on the noodles, and took another sip of the soup with a spoon. "It's as delicious as I imagined when I was a child."

"It's so pitiful," Yato put the meat in his bowl into Natsume's bowl, "You were so greedy when you were young that you can even imagine the taste."

Natsume held his chopsticks and laughed for a while before saying, "Actually, it's not that pitiful. The family I lived in here treated me very well, but I caused them a lot of trouble at that time."

Ye Dou looked disbelieving: "What kind of trouble can you cause others by rushing to serve the dishes and wipe the table to collect the bowls and chopsticks?"

Natsume recalled while eating: "Actually, I don't remember everything. I remember one time I fell asleep in an abandoned shrine in the forest. When I woke up, it was already dark, it was raining heavily, and there was thunder. It was terrible, and finally someone came to the forest with a flashlight to find me."

Yato commented while drinking the soup: "You have been very good at finding abandoned shrines since you were a child."

Natsume smiled and continued: "There is also a little girl about my age in this family, probably because she is not used to having an outsider living in the house suddenly, and I feel that I was quite hated by her at that time, and I didn't even dare to go to school. I walked close to her. But because of me, sometimes she was teased by naughty boys in school, after all, it was because of me that I caused these troubles, so I have always been sorry."

"You're just too kind," Yato said, "if I would have beaten those little boys who talk nonsense like pigs' heads."

"How could I beat them at that time?" Natsume finished one bowl and started to fight for another.

"It's the same as you can fight now." Yetou stopped his chopsticks and smiled at him: "It doesn't matter if you can't fight, you have a big brother patron saint."

"Come on, call me brother."

"..." Xia stared at him, "Your name is still with me!"

"Come on, call master."

"..." Yato continued to bury his head in eating noodles.

Natsume talked a lot intermittently, some memories that left a deep impression on him when he was a child, and some monsters he met who loved to tease him.Yato listened patiently, occasionally adding a sentence or two.

When the seven bowls were finally empty, Natsume leaned back in the chair, "I seldom talk about this, I don't know what happened today."

"It's okay, just say what you want," Yato stood up holding the wine bottle, "I just like to hear about you, if there is anything you don't want to tell others, just tell me."

Yato went to the boss to pay the bill with the bottle in his arms. Natsume looked over his shoulder and saw the boss's shocked expression.

After that, there was a crackling of coins.

Natsume couldn't help laughing.

Yato was wearing his black hoodie, his hair was pulled back in a short ponytail, and the sunlight coming in through the window left a bright speck of light on his hair.

Of the seven bowls of noodles, Yato ate four and he ate three.

I can't remember the last time I overeat like this. Although it's a bit uncomfortable, it's really cool, especially this kind of thing that I've been thinking about for a long time.

But I didn't leave a bowl for Mr. Cat. In fact, when the boss said he could pack it, he thought he would take it back to Mr. Cat if he couldn't eat it. Natsume secretly felt guilty.

When he went out, two girls walked up to him.

The one with the short hair stopped when he saw Natsume.

"Sir." Natsume greeted her first after recognizing her.

"Ah, Natsume, what are you doing at my house?" she asked.

Yato said, "We just passed by here to have a bowl of noodles."

The two girls noticed Yato standing next to Natsume and were surprised for a moment.

Natsume smiled politely: "Is that so, are uncles and aunts in good health?"

"Very good," said the third son hesitantly, "Would you like to come to my house?"

Natsume smiled and refused: "No need, I still have friends with me, so I won't bother you."

"Your...friend?" Sanshizi looked at Yato.

"Super good friend." Yato hooked Natsume's shoulder, and waved to the two girls with a bright smile. "We are still in a hurry, so we will leave first."

"Look at the fact that you make a friend and surprise others, poor little boy." Yato whispered in his ear.

Natsume heard the voice of another girl behind him urging Sanshizi: "Go, go."

After a while, the two girls ran after him.

"Leave a contact information," she took out her mobile phone, "Long time no see."

Natsume froze for a moment before replying, "I don't have a cell phone."

"What about you?" Another girl asked Yato.

Yato said in a regretful tone, "I don't use a mobile phone either."

After the two girls said goodbye and walked away, Natsume asked him: "Don't you have a mobile phone?"

"Can you give me the number of the god?" Yato squeezed his shoulder.

"My lord, your small advertisements are posted all over the street."

Yato asked: "Do you know why they want our phone number?"

Before Natsume could speak, Yato answered by himself, "Because we are handsome."

The author has something to say: I coded this chapter in the middle of the night really _(:з」∠)_ I really want to rush out and get a bowl of beef noodles, pour a spoonful of chili and vinegar, and kneel down

If Yato doesn't confess again, I can't bear to watch it anymore (*^▽^*)