Natsume's Little Mister

Dusk, the hour of magic.

A river that meets the ocean somewhere in Yokohama.

The turbid river flows into the ocean from the inland, and the countless sand and stones from the bottom of the river are confusing.

There was a muffled "plop", and a bandaged man in a sand-colored windbreaker jumped into the water as if returning home.

As soon as he entered the water, he fell heavily like a stone. There was no subconscious struggle after entering the water. Only the bubbles gushing out of his mouth showed that he was a living person.

He opened his iris-colored eyes, and the tiny setting sun on the water surface and the large and small bubbles he spit out were reflected in his dim eyes.

The impact of the river hit him, and the passing gravel knocked off the bandages on his wrist and neck, and Osamu Dazai drifted into the sea with the river.

After an unknown amount of time, Osamu Dazai, whose chest did not rise and fall, bumped into a limp body, and finally recovered from that mysterious state of cardiac arrest.

A trace of blood stained his pale lips.

The winter water hardened his body, and numbness surged from the extremities.

"Is someone dying for love with me?" Dazai Osamu was still in a daze, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked down at the body that blocked him.

The next moment, the smile on Dazai Osamu's face instantly collapsed.

Not a young lady, but a gloomy-looking man!

Osamu Dazai was so angry that he didn't want to stay in the water anymore, he swung his arms and floated to the surface of the water.

"No, that person looks familiar."

Osamu Dazai suddenly stopped, and the information about the "combination" he had seen flashed through his mind.

Isn't this the idiot who couldn't bear to attack Natsume and others outside the High School of Magic?

Osamu Dazai puffed his cheeks, turned around and swam to the bottom of the water.

The man with long black curly hair was wearing a tattered robe, reclining, with half of his body sunk in the mud at the bottom of the river, sleeping soundly, and there were no sea creatures around.

He remembered Atsushi Nakajima had mentioned that some of the body parts of those who attacked them were taken away by Natsume.

Osamu Dazai leaned over to Lovecraft's side, stretched out his hands and pulled the soil around him, and after a while, the lover's complete legs were exposed.

In the water, Osamu Dazai thought that the other party's target was Atsushi Nakajima, his eyes became dark and uncertain.

After hesitating for a moment, the dagger fell from his cuff and plunged straight into his heart.

The blade seemed to be stuck in the soft mud, without a trace of blood coming out, it was pulled out again, and the knife was aimed at the neck.

It still didn't work, the other party was in a deep sleep, and a dark purple tentacle on the side of his waist was slowly but powerfully drawn towards Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand—disqualification in the world.

"Snapped"

"Boom"

With just a random blow, Osamu Dazai was sent flying, but luckily he had the power to unload.

Dazaizhi felt itchy in his throat, and silently swallowed a mouthful of fishy-sweet blood.

The tentacle seemed to be just waving a small insect that disturbed people's dreams, and quickly retracted.

It's not supernatural powers, Osamu Dazai is sure.

Disqualification doesn't work at all.

We have to find a way to detonate and move the bomb. We can't let him appear in crowded places, and we have to let someone who can solve him solve it.

Natsume?

No, Natsume was injured just now. The last time the Red King failed to deal with Lovecraft, let alone this time, he can't do it alone. If something happens, he can't rest assured.

Need help.

So where to find reinforcements?

The image of a certain hat rack appeared in Osamu Dazai's mind.

"Tsk, Zhong Ye."

"Ah, it's finally done." Natsume stretched and relaxed.

"Hoo-hoo--" Knotabazu Yujin squatted beside him, panting heavily from exhaustion.

This is Leibo Street, and Natsume specially brought Knotabagi Yuhito over to practice.

"How's it going, are you tired?" He patted Yuzu Yuhito's shoulder, "Although they are just some low-level spell spirits, it's quite difficult to swarm them."

Especially when the other party launched a verbal attack, it made people feel irritable. If it hadn't been for training, ordinary conjurers would be made to have unstable mentality and difficult to stabilize their spell power.

Knotabagi Yuhito shook his head, raised a bright smile and said, "I'm not tired, I can fight another hundred rounds!"

After the baptism of hundreds of movies and Gojo Satoru's exclusive training, these places that are difficult for others are pediatrics for him.

Natsume rubbed his short brown-pink hair in relief.

"Your Jingting Fist is getting better and better, but there is still potential for development. For example, if you can control the curse spirit with a pinch of pink hair on its head and a particularly damaged mouth just now, if you can control the explosion 0.5 seconds earlier, the opponent will definitely You took it in the first round."

"Hey, I just think the other party is too vicious, so I want to hit him a few more times." Knotabagi Yujin looked slightly embarrassed.

Natsume blinked, "So the white-haired one too?"

Yuzu Yuhito rubbed the back of his head and smirked.

"I can hear what these curse spirits have done, and I want to teach them a lesson for the person who was stabbed by them in the back."

Natsume thought of the scene where Chuya Nakahara was standing by the sea with his back to him, looking lonely, and silently reached out to give Huzi a thumbs up.

"Okay, that's all for tonight's study, I'll ask Teacher Cat to take you back."

"Eh? What about you?" Hiroto Hiroto asked worriedly.

Natsume pushed the cat teacher's fat ass, and said: "I have other monsters to protect me, and I am also a super magician with strong strength. You go back first, and I will see if there are any abnormalities in other places." Condition."

After all, Natsume finally let Yuzuki Yuhito and Mr. Kitty go back first.

He boarded a conjurer's car and made his rounds in Yokohama.

Just when Natsume was going around, the port terminal, the site under the jurisdiction of Mafia.

Central Plains is also leading his subordinates to trade black goods with other organizations.

The sea is not very calm tonight, the waves hit their boat one after another, and the sea water rushed to the deck.

Nakahara Chuya was glowing with a dark red superpower, standing on the mast, his custom-made black coat fluttering in the sea breeze.

The people who traded with the port Mafia didn't dare to cheat and play tricks at all. The name of the port's gravity envoy has already spread all over the world. Who dares to challenge him and want to be crushed by gravity?

The transaction was completed, and the other party's ship slowly sailed away under the moonlight.

The sea breeze is less.

"Dong dong dong——" Zhong Yuanzhong listened impatiently to the curse spirit on the sea colliding with the hull, not even interested in watching, and no one else could see the curse spirit, let alone worry.

It's just different this time. After a while, Chuya's subordinates suddenly ran over.

"Central Plains cadre, let's salvage the last person." The man in a black suit said to Zhongya Zhongya respectfully.

"Human?" So it wasn't a curse spirit.

"Find someone to watch the other party, ask the doctor accompanying the team to take a look, be careful not to let the other party see things they shouldn't see, and find a place to drop it on the shore." Zhong Yuanzhong also said casually.

But the next moment, he turned his head suddenly, and a figure appeared on the other side of the deck in a flash, kicking away the tentacles that were twitching towards his subordinates.

The tentacle hit the deck of the ship, and a deep mark left the port members present dumbfounded.

"what is this?"

"Could it be that group of people just messed up?"

The port members speculated.

Because the Central Plains is also there, they are not very worried.

"Trouble." Zhong Yuan lowered the brim of his hat and said in a low voice, "Let the boatman go ashore first."

"Well, I'm so sleepy."

After being kicked into the air, Lovecraft finally woke up slowly after being disturbed a series of times, muttering sleepily.

Countless tentacles emerged from his body, waving wildly behind him, and the ships in the port were smashed to pieces.

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned more and more. This ship is the property of the port. Although it is not very expensive, it cannot be let the other party destroy it like this. Moreover, repairing the ship requires money, and the other party seems to be the kind who will not pay. people.

In this case, it is necessary to "invite" the other party to disembark.

He tiptoed, flew into the air, and kicked Lovecraft's chest. Under the moonlight, his custom-made suit outlined his long, smooth and powerful legs.

With a "plop", the tentacle man fell into the sea.

Zhongyuan Zhong also straightened his gloves, and calmly beckoned his subordinates to move on.

The next moment, the boat did not move as promised.

The engine whined, and the crackling sound of "click, click" sounded from the bottom of the ship.

Nakahara Chuya's sharp eyebrows stood up irritably, the gravity on his body lightened, he stepped off the deck, and stood up out of thin air.

Then his pupils trembled.

He saw dark purple tentacles that were many times bigger than before, strangling their boat round after round.

The tentacles soaked in seawater were sticky and disgusting, leaving marks one after another on the hull, and the cracking sound of "click" was the sound of their property being scrapped.

A ship is not cheap, and the most important thing is that the goods they just traded are still on board!

Zhong Yuanzhong also darkened.

He thought he was an inconspicuous little guy, but in the end he caused their port to lose money, which he couldn't bear.

Zhongyuan Zhong also tore off the long black trench coat on his shoulders, and threw it to his direct subordinates.

The dark red light in his hand rose, and he pressed it on the hull, and the ship was instantly covered with a layer of light, and at the same time, those tentacles were also covered with red light.

This place is not very far from the pier, Nakahara Chuya's arm muscles tightened and he lifted up slightly.

The sound of splashing water flowed from the outside of the hull, and the entire ship was pulled up from the sea by Zhong Yuanzhong.

And Lovecraft, who was entwined with the boat, was also brought up.

Zhong Yuanzhong also grabbed the tentacles with one hand (the glove was stained with mucus, and his face showed a look of disgust), and pushed the outer layer of the hull with the other.

With a push of both arms, the ship was separated from the tentacles, and the whole ship was pushed by Nakahara Nakaya to the side of the pier until it fell, and the port members on the ship stood firmly.

The tentacles rolled up along Nakahara Chuya's hand.

Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the opponent into the sky, then stepped on the sea with one foot, jumped up with strength, the red light on the fist was dazzling, and the fist pierced the monster with tentacles.

Under the moonlight, Nakahara Chuya's figure was slender and powerful.

The monster stopped moving, and fell heavily into the sea, splashing huge water.

The muffled sound was heard far away in the night.

Port building.

Mori Ogai: "Okay, I see."

It is definitely no coincidence that such a monster has quietly appeared on the territory of the port Mafia.

"The person in the group?" He touched his chin, and several guesses flashed through his mind for a moment.

And not far from the pier, there is a beach.

Osamu Dazai got out of the water with his wet hair on his head, and sneezed hard.

"QAQ, I'm freezing to death, I shouldn't have entered the water at this time."

He shook his wet hair, but in this cold weather, when he just came out, his hair was frozen, hanging on his face in strands, stiff.

Condolences once again for my failure.

"But the plan went well, and the disgusting thing will be handed over to the dwarf."

He stroked his hair and muttered softly, "Natsume should be here soon."

Although he couldn't tell Natsume Nakahara was the Rage God he was looking for, he could push Natsume behind his back.

If Natsume finds out by himself, or Nakahara Chuka is willing to say it, then everyone will be happy.

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The author has something to say:

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Dazai kept a secret for Nakahara Chuya while handing him a monster gift package.

As expected of Dazai!

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