Natsume's Little Mister

A few days later, Yokohama was bustling with people.

"Dear citizens, please note that typhoon 'Xiaoyun' is expected to make landfall in the southeast of Yokohama in five hours, and it will be accompanied by heavy rain..."

The weather station issued the latest warning.

People looked at the distant sky, wondering if it was due to psychological hints, as if they saw dark clouds approaching, and thunder suddenly appeared.

The atmosphere in Leibo Street seemed to feel that the typhoon was approaching, and the gray sky seemed to be suppressed.

The sea breeze swept from the edge of Leibo Street with the breath of the ocean from a distance, and there were fewer and fewer people on the street.

But in the center, the atmosphere is getting more and more oppressive. More and more monsters are coming one after another on the roof, corners, and shadows, and the major forces are hidden behind the scenes.

Lushen twirled his mustache, and Shi Shiran stood at the front with a look of emotion on his face.

At the same time, time flies.

The scene outside was reflected in the live broadcast above the river, Natsume put away the pen and paper, Nakahara also rolled up his sleeves, and the frivolity in Dazai Osamu's eyes faded.

"Dazai." Natsume stared at the situation outside, and suddenly called Dazai Osamu.

Osamu Dazai hummed lightly, indicating that he was listening.

Natsume turned her head to look at him, with a look of complexity flashing across her face.

"After you go out later, you run quickly."

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes wide in a daze, what did Natsume say?Let him run quickly?

Zhongyuan Zhong also adjusted his neckline on the side, and his orange-red hair fell to his ears, without any surprise.

"I shouldn't have let you in." Natsume's face flashed a trace of annoyance, and he continued: "Everyone in the Butei Club, I have already asked the Red King and the Blue King to go to Tokyo, and now there are only two of us in the Butei Club." Yokohama."

Osamu Dazai swallowed the words in his mouth and listened to Natsume's explanation.

In the past few days, he has wondered why Natsume and Chuya have not gone out for so long, but he didn't ask, but just to cheer up the atmosphere from time to time.

In fact, with his intelligence, he can probably guess what is waiting for them outside through the broadcasts that Chuya Nakahara watched, but he doesn't know how Natsume will respond, and why he is still like this despite knowing what he will face outside. calm down.

"What do you want to do, Natsume?" Osamu Dazai asked in his heart, observing Natsume's expression.

Natsume couldn't hear his voice, but repeatedly told him to stay away.

Osamu Dazai clenched his fists, nails dug into the palm of his hand, he seemed to have guessed something faintly, when he observed the flash of determination on Natsume's face, his anxiety became more and more serious.

The space became more and more quiet, so quiet that it seemed as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.

After the gap of time, Lushen finally made a move.

The mysterious divine power concentrated and impacted in the center of Leibo Street, and the pale golden line made a mottled sound like glass shattering, and a crack was torn apart little by little.

In the sky, the typhoon is approaching, and the dark clouds are overwhelming.

In the gap of time, Natsume looked at the passage that appeared out of thin air, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

He stepped forward.

Osamu Dazai suddenly asked behind him, "Why?"

Natsume paused, her tone firm and indestructible:

"Those who shed blood for mankind must not let them freeze to death in the nameless wasteland. The dead need an answer, and the newcomers in the future need us to open up a clear future for them."

"From my generation..."

In the boundless dark space, his figure was as small as an ant, but the determination and faith in his heart seemed to prop up the entire sky, shining brightly in the sky.

The image of this moment is recorded by the flowing river of time, a golden wave from far to near, disappearing in the wider downstream river.

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The rift opened, and the ticking of the clock was extraordinarily long.

Until the familiar friend with warm sunny hair appeared in front of the monsters, the monsters were in a daze for a moment, and then they shouted loudly, and the atmosphere became lively.

"Natsu!" Teacher Cat slammed into Natsume's arms.

The monsters surrounded from all directions, like a river returning to the sea.

The attack happened unexpectedly!

The lively and festive shouts instantly turned into screams and riots, and the enemies hidden in the shadows showed their fangs.

Taking advantage of the chance that all the monsters surrounded him happily, the wolf demon showed its sharp claws, and plucked straight at Xia Mu's heart.

"careful!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Master Natsume!"

Teacher Cat's pupils constricted in an instant, and his figure changed in the blink of an eye. His snow-white tail made a sharp air tearing sound, and flung it towards the wolf demon.

"Duang—" A sound like steel colliding shook, and a huge gray-black wolf demon appeared on the spot, only a little smaller than Uncle Ban.

At the same time as he was attacking, the monsters ambushing among the monsters and in the shadows quickly shot at the monsters and people around them.

Caught off guard, blood spilled all over the floor, and screams of pain arose frequently.

Behind Natsume, Nakahara also took a step forward, cinnabar red was already all over his limbs and bones, his figure flashed in the air, and when he reappeared, he stepped on the head of a big monster and fell from the sky.

After a tooth-piercing sound, the ground cracked, and the huge monster sank into the ground. The huge shock wave stirred up the surrounding dust, like a bomb/bomb/explosion/explosion.

Natsume didn't show weakness either, he pumped out an endless stream of energy from his body, and the light blue barrier quickly trapped the attacking monsters around him.

His warm brown eyes reflect the city of Raihachi, which has turned from celebration to battleground, and if anyone could look down from the air, Natsume's seemingly random shots would inadvertently trap the most destructive yokai , to give the monsters a chance to react and fight back.

Madara had already started fighting with the gray wolf, the speed was so fast that there were afterimages all around.

A stone shot over, passing across Xia Mu's cheek, a trace of glam/color leaked out, smearing his gentle facial features with a breath of gunpowder smoke.

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