[Natsume] dream heart

Not long after the human-faced monster incident subsided, the Patriarch of the Dichang family went out again.Nanase, who happened to be passing by, felt a little strange: "Master, is there something wrong with the demon master recently?"

"No," he turned to answer the old man, "I just want to go deep into the forest to see if there are any powerful monsters that can be used." He said so, but his hands were still empty, and he didn't even carry a weapon.

Dechang came to the shrine again, looking at the long stairs and fell into deep thought, there was no movement for a long time.From time to time, a breeze would blow, lifting his long hair and blocking the view of his left eye.

For some reason, time here seems to be frozen.

The long steps are still covered with moss, and the sides are still lush green.The shrine standing at the end of the road is still unattended, silently hidden in the silence.If you climb up the stairs from the bottom, you will have the illusion of traveling through a space-time tunnel.

It was discovered by Jichang when he was looking for monsters in the depths of the forest. Because he didn't believe in gods, he rarely came to pray for a wish.Originally, he thought that he was the only one who knew about this hidden place, but judging from recent events, it seemed that he was not the only one who inadvertently broke in.

But there is no displeasure and anger that a secret place has been discovered.

If it wasn't for the reason of dreaming about the little demon, Toba thought he would not step into this place for the second time, and of course it would be even less likely that he would meet Natsume.

What wish did he make to the gods at that time?It seems to be able to see the mountain wind again, right?

But after thinking about it, I knew that that little demon had died a long time ago, and later on he even refused to enter his own dream again.So how could such an absurd wish come true?

Fortunately, the young man told him that the mountain wind had not completely disappeared, and he even asked in his dream for help.I'm afraid that's the only way to reduce the shame and uneasiness deeply hidden in my heart.

So what should you wish for this time?How about letting Natsume stop being angry with herself in the future?

He took out a magic stick, but when he saw the bright red "Daji" on it, he showed a self-deprecating smile.Thinking about it carefully, the next move should be to hang the magic sign on the branch?

Of course, the market will not follow suit.Although there is sustenance in the heart, people will feel a lot better because of it.However, disappointment or something, once before is enough.Thinking about this, he still chose to put the magic lottery back.

Just when the wind was blowing, many magic sticks hanging on the branches collided with each other, making a slight friction sound.Even so, he still doubted whether he heard a fleeting "Mr. Dechang".

Deshang looked back, only to find that he did not have auditory hallucinations.

Maybe it was because of climbing the stairs, at this moment Natsume was bending over and panting heavily.The tri-color/cat was still sitting on the boy's shoulder, looking at it with friendly or hostile eyes.

"Natsume-kun," he opened his mouth slowly, his deep voice extended through the air and gradually reached the man's ears, "It's been a long time."

The other party's expression became confused at that moment, as if he didn't quite understand why he called it "a long time"① even though it was only a few days.He smiled casually, as if he didn't want to explain more.

"Mr. Dechang...why are you here?"

In comparison, this time it seems that I really have no reason to appear here.Faced with such a difficult question to answer, he simply turned around and left without saying a word.

The wooden clogs stepped on the stone-paved road, making a "click" sound, knocking on the ears of the two.Dechang walked non-stop like this, as if looking ahead, but from the corner of his eye he kept glancing at Natsume who was hesitant to speak by the side of the road.

Sure enough, the moment they passed by, he heard a light voice, which brushed his heart like a feather, causing a throbbing—"If I didn't have hope in my heart, I wouldn't have come here."

"Hope?" The Demon Eliminator finally stopped, "Maybe."

The Patriarch of the Dichang family had said too many true and false things to the people and demons around him, but at this moment he suddenly felt exhausted, and he no longer had the strength to tell lies.

"Mr. Dechang, I think you should understand this truth - monsters are not so heartless, humans are more." He turned his head and saw resoluteness on the young man's face.For some reason, I suddenly miss some emotions of that age.

"But Natsume-kun, do you know? Many things have already had definite results from the beginning. No matter how hard you try in the middle, you can't reverse the ending in the end."

It’s like being born in Chang’s family, even if you don’t like your current life, you will be bound by family rules and responsibilities for a lifetime, and you can’t show mercy to monsters; it’s like Shanfeng, who pursues freedom and loves peace, is summoned by him as a shrine From that day on, God is doomed to defect and end up in pieces.

Why haven't they fought and wanted to find a way out.But after stumbling for a long time, he finally realized that he was just fighting trapped beasts.

He and Natsume are trying desperately to convince each other, but the distance between them is so far away, which can only be made up by understanding the truth that "monsters and humans are not so heartless".However, the boy in front of him was young and did not understand this cruel fact.

Dechang smiled, but in the end he still didn't tell Natsume about a dream he had recently.

In the dream, they were all wearing black kimonos, shuttling in front of an ancient building.Probably because he couldn't get used to the clogs well for a while, he saw that the man almost fell, and immediately stepped forward to hold the other's hand tightly.

At that moment, the wind just picked up, and the talisman paper hanging at the door rattled.The graceful voice gradually spread to the ear pinna along the flowing air.In addition, there seemed to be some other inexplicable sounds mixed in.

He thought, such a beautiful dream is really suitable to be kept in his heart, and it is better not to let outsiders know about it.

The pace that had stopped before started to connect again.

Even though he didn't look back, Dechang also knew that the young man would definitely watch him go at this moment.Unfortunately, he wasn't sure if the other party would find anything abnormal, after all, he didn't know what his back would look like.

The wooden clogs will still make a "click" sound when stepping on the stone road, and the breeze will wipe the fallen leaves on the ground and rub against his body, making a slight sound.Everything that happened in front of me seemed to be connected with the dream, even the voice that came from my ear.

So at that time, was it the sound of the wind moving, or was it the sound of something else moving?I have no way of knowing where I am, but I don't want to know.

The author has something to say:

①The stalk of "not seeing each other in a day is like three autumns".