Natsume's Little Mister

Hundreds of ghosts travel at night, and the gods change.

The haori embroidered with paulownia patterns on a black background was blown up by the wind, the hakama clothes seemed to cover the feet like skirts, and the clogs made a low sound when they stepped on the ground.

The footsteps of Natsume and Fukuzawa Yukichi, one after the other, crossed the dark and empty streets at night.

And in the world invisible to ordinary people, monsters of different sizes and shapes followed the two of them, protecting them tightly.

The vicinity of the Mafia building in the port has been strictly prohibited.

The weak light of the street lamps cannot break through the dense night, and only guards the ring-shaped light under the feet, which makes the figure long and thin, and there are many faint ghosts, which suddenly disappear.

Natsume Takashi embraced his arms, and the white curtain was fixed behind his head with two thin ropes, covering Natsume's lips all the way, revealing his thin and moist lips, clear and lingling.

A three-colored cat in his wide sleeve yawned lazily.

Fukuzawa Yukichi showed his face without any concealment, holding the sword at his waist to protect Natsume seriously.

With short silver-white hair and sharp facial features, he looks like a top swordsman in the Edo period, with the sharpness of a sword all over his body, which is daunting.

In the phantom, the monsters came out of the darkness, holding small lamps in their hands.

The small lamp reflected the reality but it was a cold blue-green will-o'-the-wisp, and the light and shadow fell on the only two people on the scene, their backs felt cold for no reason, and their backs were drenched in cold sweat.

Fortunately, no ordinary person saw it.

"咚咚咚" clogs fell on the smooth marble floor of Mafia port, and the sound changed from deep to crisp, not in a hurry, and echoed in the empty corridor.

"Ding——" the late-night elevator made a sound of arrival, the steel door rubbed against the ground, revealing warm yellow lights, and the transparent elevator reflected the neon lights of Yokohama at night.

This is the tallest building in Yokohama, and it is also just on the route of the giant beast. It has a wide view and the surrounding population is sparsely populated, which is suitable for combat.

Natsume Takashi hugged the cat, stepped into the elevator silently with his eyebrows closed, and Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was dressed in dark green feathers, looked up, drew his sword at a speed invisible to the naked eye, swung it, and returned it to its sheath.

A few corners of the elevator made a slight electric sound, and black debris fell on the carpet.

"Oh, I can't see the monitoring, it's a pity."

In the office of the top leader, Mori Ou said to Chuya Zhongyuan with regret outside.

Fingers pinching the handle of the goblet and shaking the goblet gracefully, the crimson blood-like liquid gave off an intoxicating mellow aroma under the light.

"It's already been prepared for them upstairs, these few meeting ceremony are nothing." Zhong Yuanzhong was also wearing a dark red shirt and vest, looking slim.

His waist was down, and the suit pants obediently outlined his strong and powerful muscles. No one could imagine how terrifying the explosive power was.

He took a sip of his wine, his eyebrows raised slantly, wanton and arrogant.

"Okay." Mori Ogai raised his glass, with a hint of malice in his amethyst eyes.

The panoramic elevator went straight up to the top roof at high speed, Natsume Takashi quietly watched the prosperity on the ground getting closer and further away from him.

The elevator door opened, and in an instant, the high-altitude gust of wind howled in, blowing away the last trace of heat.

Yingying ghost lights floated, illuminating the rooftop like an isolated island.

"Meow——" the three-flowered cat nimbly jumped down from Natsume Takashi's arms, the cat's tail fluttered in the night wind and hid in the darkness, only a pair of luminous cat eyes quietly watched Natsume's situation.

Natsume Takashi put his hands in front of his lips, exhaled softly, the hakama on his body was blown by the strong wind, his expression was calm behind the curtain, only a strange brilliance flashed in his amber eyes .

In the sky, the stars are dotted, and the crescent moon shifts.

After an unknown amount of time, something strange appeared in the air.

The bloody wind was getting closer and closer, and the crescent moon in the sky was covered by a dark cloud, and the moonlight disappeared immediately, only the blue ghostly fire was covered with a layer of cold light.

On the left and right sides of the roof, the air was stagnant.

The sound of the wind being torn apart suddenly appeared, and sharp claws fell from the sky!

When it was about to attack people, a translucent "tent" appeared in front of the sharp claws, and the huge force made a series of sparks on the scratches on the "tent".

The tip of the sharp claws tore through the invisible "tent", and continued to carve downwards on the defensive barriers arranged by the monsters. A pale golden light lit up, illuminating the appearances of both sides.

It was a white monster that was bigger than the entire rooftop.

There is a dark atmosphere in the scarlet animal pupils, and the hideous wounds and rust-like traces are intertwined.

Wild, unruly, with an aura that seems to poke a hole in the sky and not give up.

The dripping blood dripped from the fur between the giant beast's claws, and splashed on the pale golden defensive barrier, corroding circles of light.

"Hiss, which old monster is this from a sealed place." A monster guarding Natsume gasped and sighed.

But Natsume, who was the person involved, was stunned the moment the light came on.

"Natsu (Natsume), I want to eat Nanatsujiya's steamed buns, turn right, go and buy them for me~"

"Idiot, I told you I'm not a cat anymore!"

"Huh? What's wrong with you, Natsu?"

"Happy like a fairy~Hey, why is a cat soaking in the hot spring first? Didn't I say that I am not a cat! Otherwise, what is it, a fat cat! You also deliberately added the word fat, what does a fat cat mean..." (1)

"I'm back~"

The gifts given by "A" and "呍" gently broke through the fog of the dream, and slight whispers continued to leak out from the gap.

"Niangkou Sansan (Cat teacher)." Natsume Takashi pressed his forehead hard.

Countless memories kept pouring out from the depths of his mind, filling his mind like a flood with a terrifying amount, and it was still tearing and expanding his brain capacity.

The severe headache instantly drenched his back.

All the once vague dreams were displayed in front of him, under the curtain, no one saw him, Natsume quietly blushed.

"duang—duang—" Madara outside attacked the barrier frantically, awakening Natsume who was immersed in memory.

His eyes fell on the tragic wound on Madara's body, he clenched his fists, he stabilized his emotions, a flash of determination flashed in his reddish eyes.

"Everyone, help me, I will perform the exorcism ceremony." Natsume suddenly said, the gentle voice was firm and powerful.

But as soon as the voice fell, there were many rebuttals.

"No! Natsume-sama, the opponent is too powerful, and your spells can't remove the curse on the opponent. With such a terrifying curse energy, you will be exhausted and seriously injured."

"That's right, Natsume-sama! You just have a strong defense, we'll just protect you, and if you fall, what will happen to Yokohama? Think twice, my lord."

"Master Natsume, we just need to lock him up and wait for other magicians to come and deal with it. You don't need to take risks."

No one approves of Natsume's adventures. In everyone's eyes, Natsume needs protection.

Although Natsume's behavior is really warm to the monsters, it makes all the monsters think that in the future, if they become the curse spirit Natsume, they will help them, but now they are not willing to let Natsume take risks.

Natsume Takashi raised his hand to stop the dissuasion of the demons.

"I'm going to give it a try, and I'll regret it if I don't," he said firmly.

After a normally gentle person makes a decision, he becomes more determined and persistent than anyone can refute.

The monsters looked at each other and fell silent, while Fukuzawa Yukichi on the side silently clenched the hilt of his sword. As long as he is around, no one can hurt Natsume's life!

Natsume Takashi looked up at the huge monster in the sky through the curtain.

The wind rolled up a corner of his face curtain, and in the dark, the amber eyes collided with those scarlet vertical pupils.

At that moment, time and space were dislocated, and the rusty line of fate began to continue again.

"Huh~" The monster that was attacking frantically stopped, panting patiently.

The scarlet eyes stared at the small figure on the roof, and a trace of indiscernible clarity floated up, competing with the curse for the initiative.

"The first technique - isolation."

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The author has something to say:

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(1) Quoted from Natsume's Book of Friends anime.

Let's talk about the visual problem:

The "tent" in the curse back can make the curse spirit inside appear, but not the monster. If the monster turns into a curse spirit, it can also appear inside. (It's a bit convoluted, but it's just a curse spirit.)

In the book of friends, it is set that big monsters with powerful mana can choose to appear in front of people, such as Madara, but small monsters are not allowed.

And: the tent here is set to be translucent black, which can be imagined as sunglasses.

Therefore, when Madara attacked outside the tent, the president could feel it, but he couldn't see it. After entering the tent, Madara had already left the state of the curse spirit, so the president still couldn't see it.At the same time, he couldn't see the little monsters and big monsters around Natsume.