[Natsume's Book of Friends] Eyes

Aoki Chan felt that the air seemed to be getting colder, but she didn't struggle with it for too long. The world is so big, and she might not remember it when she meets again.And so what if it's Natori Monday's assistant, they don't like him.

So, don't worry.

Feeling better again, Aoki Cicada tilted her head, patted Sasa Sejun who had already turned around, and prepared to enlighten with understanding, "Sasa Se, you don't have to be like this, in fact..."

Sasa Sejun closed the magazine she was reading in her hand. She seemed to be thinking about something when she read Aoki just now, so she was reading a book and found that Aoki called her and turned her head in doubt: "Actually, what? Hey Aoki, you are out of your mind. Ah, look here!" Pointing to the words written in black pen on the title page, which took up half of the page.

It turned out that I was the only one who was struggling... Aoki Chan was hit, and after digesting it alone for a while, she came to the page pointed by Jun Sasaise and said in a stiff voice: "What word? Let me see."

Apart from the big star Natori Monday, there are also large characters that take up half of the paper.

After seeing what was written, Aoki Chan helped her forehead helplessly.

Sasa Sejun shifted his position, poked his chin with his index finger in doubt, then seemed to understand something suddenly, and said faintly: "I didn't expect you, Aoki, to not be able to see it, so you like writing these so much."

Hey, is this one-sided brain supplement really good!

"I didn't write that!"

Aoki Cicada turned her face away awkwardly, but didn't explain anything, in the eyes of Sasa Sejun, wouldn't she be more convinced that it was written by her.

"I know, don't worry, I won't say it."

So what the hell are you trying to figure out?

Aoki Chan shook her head, she couldn't help getting goosebumps when she thought of those nasty words, these books were all taken from Aoki's mother, the person who can write these books is obvious!But, who can tell her why her mother still has such a juicy girlish heart...

Turning his head slightly, he caught a glimpse of Sasa Sejun still looking at her with an expression that I understand, then turned back silently, and sat a little further away.

When arriving at the station, Aoki Chan still kept her eyes on her back, until she got out of the subway station, she exhaled softly.

Looking at the unfamiliar but bustling street scene around him, Aoki Chan gave Sasa Sejun his eyes.

Speaking of which, she has hardly ever been to Tokyo, so would a native of Kumamoto know the way? !

Sasa Shichun knew the way, and led Aoki Chan to walk over several alleys.

Then, she turned her back to Aoki Chan and stopped.

The cherry blossoms fell one after another, Sasa Sejun's face was gently brushed by the petals, and the corners of his skirt flew up.She turned around gently, like a dexterous swallow.

There was a little blush on her cheeks, she lowered her eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry, I can't remember."

Aoki Chan walked to her side, stretched out her hand to pluck the flowers from her hair, and lowered her head close to her face, "It doesn't matter, as long as it's you, how can I be willing to blame you..."

Of course, all imaginations are limited, and it is still summer.

Aoki Chan looked at the restaurant in front of her without expression, and then looked around.

In the long alley, apart from the restaurant in front of you, there is only moss on the walls.

"Sasayo-san."

"Ah? What's the matter." Sasa Sejun lowered his head shyly.

Is that shy!

Aoki Chan's face was already expressionless due to exhaustion, she squatted down after sighing, feeling hopeless towards life.

"Actually, it's nothing. I just came here to play for a while. Let me buy you something to drink. I heard that this store is quite good. Haha, haha."

Sasa Sejun twitched his face and smiled dryly.In the end, they still sat in the dining room, with the air conditioner blowing, and eating desserts, forgetting their original purpose.

Aoki Cicada lay down on the table bored, looking up at Sasa Sejun.

Sasa Sejun received the gaze and raised his head to look back.

They just stared at each other for a long time, until a cat climbed up the dining table and bit Aoki Chan's cuff.

Aoki Chan still maintained the previous posture, too lazy to move.

Sasa Sejun poked the cat and got a thin scratch.

"Sorry, did my cat disturb you? It ran away by itself if I was negligent."

The fat cat was picked up.

Why is this voice familiar?Aoki Chan sat up slowly, and saw the young man holding the cat smile apologetically at her.

"meet again."

I'm still lying on my stomach.

Aoki Cicada thought this way, and then looked at Sasa Sejun and greeted that person without half-distance: "It's okay, Mr. Tsururu's cat is very cute."

"Really." Heliu stroked the cat in his arms tomorrow, "But it's not my cat."

Sasa Sejun smiled, and asked again: "But Mr. Tsururu is Natori Monday's assistant, why are you still here...walking the cat?"

Listening to the conversation between the two, Aoki Chan felt that she couldn't get in, so she lay down on the table and fell asleep.

"That." Heliu sat down tomorrow, reached out and grabbed the cat by the back of the neck to lift it up, and replied with a smile.

"Because the weather is too hot, it has been canceled. Why, you don't know?"

Sasa Sejun was stunned for a while, then smiled dryly and took a sip of the drink in front of him, there was something wrong with the taste.

Aoki Chan watched Sasa Sejun drink her own drink, then turned her head to Tsururu Tomorrow, to be honest, she didn't like this person very much.

Tsuruliu tomorrow has an ordinary face and wears a black windbreaker. Although his mental outlook is not bad, he looks uncomfortable.

Always felt like the villain on TV.

After Sasa Sejun put down his drink, he realized that it wasn't his own, "Ah, sorry." He apologized perfunctorily. "It's really perfunctory, but it doesn't matter." Aoki Chan smiled, stretched out her hand and pushed the drink that Sasayo drank in front of Tsururu tomorrow, "Please drink."

Sasaise Junki froze with a straight face.

Of course Tsururu's tomorrow is not what Aoki-chan thought, he was going home because today's event was temporarily canceled, and he met them on the subway.And he was sure that Natori Monday's photo was not available on the market, so he was a little surprised, but he didn't expect to see it again while walking the cat.

.....He is really just walking the cat, and he has absolutely no idea of ​​molesting his little sister.

Being looked at by the girl with such eyes, Tsuruliu felt that his glassy heart could not bear it tomorrow.

"Hehehehehe, I won't drink anymore." He stood up awkwardly, laughed twice, and Heliu waved his hand tomorrow, indicating that he was leaving.

Can't bear to want to leave the stage and not let him do it! ?

A white hand stopped him.

"stop!"

Aoki Cicada stood up abruptly, stretched out her arms straight to stop Heliu Mingming.

"Aoki..." Sasa Sejun looked at her with a fierce look, as if he was about to hit someone, he immediately grabbed her.

"Why are you pulling me?" Aoki Chan asked puzzled.

Eh?Sasa Sejun scratched his hair in a daze, and an invisible hair stood up on his head, "Aren't you going to hit him?"

Although this look is very cute, but Aoki Chan still twitched the corners of his mouth together with Tsuruliu tomorrow.

Fat Cat, who was forgotten by the three of them tacitly, suddenly had a convulsion at this time, and scratched He Liuming's face with one paw, leaving a long red mark.

"This cat has quite a personality." Aoki Chan said with a serious face.

His face, which was not very handsome before, is really horrible now.

Tsurutomorrow touched his face calmly, then mentioned the culprit, and smiled kindly, Fat Mao seemed to feel something was wrong, and began to struggle desperately under his hands.

"That's great.Sasa Sejun looked at the small scratch where he was caught before, thinking that someone was worse than me, his mood suddenly changed for the better.

Tsururutomorrow smiled gently, but exerted a lot of force in his hand.

Natsume came out of the classroom, stood in the corridor and breathed the soft evening wind gently, and could glimpse the ongoing club activities of the football club below by turning his face sideways.

"Pass the ball quickly, over there, Nishimura!" the boy from North Benedict shouted sweating.

Nishimura Satoru quickly ran over to catch the ball, and with all his strength, it sank into the goalpost with the sound of hunting wind.

Excessive enthusiasm is not a good thing.

"Nishimura, what are you doing!"

"Nishimura, dig out what you made yourself!"

"West Village..."

The young boy from Xicun looked depressedly at the members sitting in a row on the grass chatting happily, and continued to pick up the football with all his strength, and it was bounced out because of his strength.

"Hahahaha. So poor, Nishimura."

Nishimura ignored the noisy voice and glanced upstairs.

"Hey, Natsume, Natsume!"

Natsume changed direction and looked downstairs, Nishimura was sitting on the grass and kept waving at him.

Feeling better, Natsume put his hand on his chin and smiled back, "Nishimura."

Nishimura froze for a moment, shook his head and shouted happily: "Natsume, you look so pretty when you smile!"

"Hey, Nishimura, since the ball is out, let's continue!" Someone from the football club who seemed to be a senior came over and called Nishimura.

"Yes, right away!"

Natsume smiled helplessly.

"Aren't you going to social life?"

The sudden voice made Natsume stunned.

Tanuma wanted to put his hands in his trouser pockets, idling as if he was looking at the scenery.

The time after school in the afternoon is the time for club activities, so it's not surprising to ask this question.

Natsume didn't join any clubs, there are many reasons, and it's hard to say each one.

He just shook his head and smiled at Tanuma.

Kaname Tanuma didn't speak, and the atmosphere was very harmonious for a while.

"Can you see it?"

Tanuma turned his face away in surprise, "What?"

"Can you see something weird in the playground?"

The wind lifted the corners of their shirts, and the sound was carried by the wind.

"No."

Tanuma chuckled, probably, it was a common illusion.

"Seeing the shadow, feeling the breath. It's all an illusion, it doesn't exist. I'm sorry for saying strange things to you."

Taking out his hand from his trouser pocket, Tanuma waved his back to Natsume.

"I heard that Natsume sometimes sees something."

I just want to get to know you.

Natsume stopped in place, watching Kaname Tanuma's back.

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