My world seems to be wrong

"No matter what the circumstances, I will not choose to take the initiative to die."

So don't worry about it, okay?

The solemn expression on his face startled him, thinking that something happened.

Hasebe hesitated to speak, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Tsunayoshi Sawada told him the details of the ten-year bazooka, unless there is no such person in this world, the person who was hit by the ten-year bazooka will definitely exchange with his past self.

Doesn't the absence of this person in the world mean that he is dead?

Hasebe was really terrified at that time, thinking about everything that Sankazuki told them before, he felt that there was a crisis in Nasu that they couldn't understand.

Mitsutada patted Nasu on the head, "No matter what happens, you have to protect yourself, that's enough."

"Even if the master can't protect himself, the crane will help."

Tsurumaru jumped out, smiling very brightly.

"As a sword, its existence itself is to protect the master." Even if they have a human form now, their first goal is still to protect the person who holds them.

Yamabushi's rough voice makes people involuntarily trust him.

Nasu didn't ask them what they knew, but repeatedly assured them that there would be no accidents, and he would not die in some unknown corner.

On the way home, there was silence.

While thinking about why they had such doubts, Nasu also thought about why they didn't just teleport back to Honmaru before.

It was discovered later that maybe the unexpectedness at that time was just for another clever encounter.

There was a sudden commotion on the street ahead, and there was a young man with warm yellow hair among the crowd, running towards where Nasu was.

In the process of running rapidly, he would occasionally turn his head and look in the direction behind him, with frightened eyes.

Tokyo...is such a dangerous place?

Natsume Takashi couldn't help thinking this way. It has been a while since the university started. In order not to cause trouble to his uncles and aunts, Natsume Takashi refused to take the living expenses they gave him, but chose to work outside.

The work in the milk tea shop is sometimes busy and sometimes easy, but it is still a job anyway, and the income is not bad, but what he did not expect is that after being asked to work overtime by the store manager today, he just came back a little late Being able to run into a monster, and it's such a huge monster... Humans who can't see express disgust at his running, and at the same time choose to avoid it from a distance. Running like this on the street will only cause trouble for people.

Natsume Takashi knew it well, but when he chose to flee to a hidden place, there were a few people standing in front of him blocking his way.

The boy raised his head and looked at him in surprise.

Natsume Takashi suddenly showed despair on his face. If he stopped suddenly at his speed, he would fall out due to inertia and hit the boy.

"Quick... get out of the way..."

Nasu looked at the young man who was chased by monsters so miserably, with a surprised expression. Human beings who are chased by monsters are usually connected with that world. Could it be that... there are so many people with special powers?

Is there something wrong?

No matter how much he extracted the concepts of social common sense in his past memory, Nasu still couldn't analyze whether there was any difference between the past and the present.

In the end, he simply gave up thinking about this kind of philosophical information, and he made a move.

In the 99 worlds, Onmyoji has also been a master.

The spiritual energy gathered between the fingers of his right hand. He drew incomprehensible things in the air. Ordinary people would only think that he was waving his hands indiscriminately, but in the eyes of Touken Fusangshen and Natsume Takashi, it was obvious It can be seen that a golden unknown symbol is formed in midair.

"Things on the other side cannot survive in the world. Ignoring the wishes of living beings and enjoying oneself is an evil way. Thinking that it has never hurt others, it is only driven away,—retire!"

The orange-haired boy finished speaking from an angle that no one could see, and then, the golden symbol in mid-air was directly enlarged, and rushed towards the monster. A gust of wind blew past, and Nasu's obedient hair was blown into a mess up.

A strand of unnoticed dull hair slowly lifted up and swayed up and down.

Natsume Takashi involuntarily focused his attention on it, but he never thought of asking the person in front of him for information.

Nasu took the initiative to ask, "May I ask what did you do to be chased by a monster?"

Only then did Takashi Natsume regain his senses, looked at the clear eyes of the young man who was staring at him, shook his head slowly, and said, "I don't want to know either."

Although the account of friends has not completely disappeared due to the fact that the names of the monsters he became associated with are filled again, but he still can't figure out why he always attracts monsters, and those monsters are also very happy to scare him, or is to hurt him.

"Probably because he is so easy to bully." Yao Yan pushed his glasses and concluded sharply.

Before the conversation was over, a man wearing a tracksuit and a scarf who was about to enter summer suddenly jumped out of nowhere.

He was still shaking his head and looking left and right, and there was a sense of surprise in his voice, "Eh? Where's the monster? Where's the monster?"

It was surprisingly similar to the voice of that yellow-haired boy.

Nasu felt emotional in his heart.

But he frowned, "Who are you?"

If he can fly, he must not be an ordinary person. Is this world too strange, or does he have a physique that attracts special people?

Yato, who suddenly appeared, scratched his head, and then with an upright and serious look on his face, he said grandly, "I'm a god, Gao Tianyuan's real-name certified Yato God!"

"As long as five yuan, Lord Shenming can solve all your troubles!"

Yato, who was completely different from the previous second, put his hands into fists and placed his face, his whole body was bent at a strange angle, his eyes seemed to be shining with money symbols, and he said without any morals. This sentence.

Natsume Takashi smiled awkwardly, and he also recognized the guy who suddenly jumped out and said that he was a god, and his voice was exactly the same as his own.

"God?" Nasu raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, that's right! It's the same kind of existence as those guys around you." Yato nodded immediately, his eyes showing envy.

He could naturally see that the sword man standing next to Nasu was actually a sword, and for a poor god who didn't even have his own artifact, it didn't matter if he ate a box of lemons.

"A college student being chased by a monster and a sportswear god jumping out of nowhere, this is really a strange combination, hahaha." Sankayue said.

From the perspective of divine power alone, Yato is not even comparable to Mikazuki, but he is really a god.

So is it possible to understand the master's future from the perspective of Shinto...

"Why don't you invite them to visit Honmaru?" Hasebe and Sankaiyue looked at each other, nodded and said.

Natsume Takashi waved his hands quickly when he heard this, "As you can see, I'm still a student and I need to go to class tomorrow, and it's too late for me to go out."

"Are you going to take me in? That's great! Thank you, thank you, thank you..."

Finally, I don't have to sleep in other people's shrines and be disgusted by others.

Lasagna-like tears streamed down Yato's face.

The corner of Natsume Takashi's mouth twitched, why is there such a big difference in the same voice?