[Comprehensive] Natsume-style marriage

Zhang Jingsi worked in the study until someone knocked on the door.Zhang Jingji raised his eyebrows, thinking it was Natsume Takashi, and let people in readily.

Facing the familiar face of the servant, Zhang Jingsi's eyelids twitched, and his lips were pursed as if thinking about something.

The servants just came to shout for Zhang Jingsi to have dinner, and left after finishing speaking.

Chang Jingsi put on his coat and closed the window of the study. Is it difficult to make a cake!

On the other side, Natsume Takashi was sharing the cake with Mr. Kitty friendly. As for the cook, he forgot about it. This kind of simple cake is simply not available. It was originally to satisfy Mr. Cat's foodie desire. Natsume Takashi then Zhang Jingsi, who didn't give it to him, sent it over.

At this time, Zhang Jingsi pushed away the barrier and looked at the person and cat who were eating the cake. Fortunately, he had waited until now, and the person and cat had already eaten by themselves.

Natsume Takashi put down his hand, quietly pushed his cake to Mr. Cat, "Mr. Dechang?"

Zhang Jingsi didn't go in, but fixed his eyes on the fat cat who was eating and complaining that the taste was not sweet enough.

"It's really sad." Chang Jingsi put one hand on the shoji, Natsume Takashi smiled awkwardly, it seemed that Chang Jingsi knew.

Seeing Mr. Cat holding a spoon to move the next piece of cake, Natsume Takashi quickly snatched it away. Madara, with his eyes closed, immediately bit the empty spoon, knocked his teeth against the metal, and rolled around covering his mouth.

Natsume Takashi hurriedly went to see Mr. Kitty, and Shiba Jingji walked in taking advantage of the chaos.I cut a piece with Natsume Takashi's spoon, and it tasted very bland, just as Madara said.

Mr. Cat was paralyzed on the tatami, looking at Natsume Takashi with resentful eyes.After Natsume Takashi talked about it, Mr. Cat turned over.

His fat face was pressed against the tatami mat, carved with red lines, Natsume Takashi turned his face away, not to look at Mr. Kitty's funny face, lest the other party lose his temper again.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Zhang Jingsi who was eating the cake, "Huh?"

Chang Jingsi had a melancholy look on his face, and sighed, "I didn't expect that I can't compare to a kitten in Natsume's heart." Those who didn't know thought that Takashi Natsume had done something to offend him.

Natsume Takashi trembled all over, and goosebumps all over his body. The words of Shiba Shizuka were too misleading.

Madara moved his paws to protect the cake in front of him. Jingji Chang was definitely a pervert, and Madara stroked the cup wall of the cake in shock.

After Zhang Jingsi successfully teased Natsume Takashi, he left contentedly, and Natsume Takashi took the initiative to go to Guan Zongzi.

Natsume Takashi cleaned up the mess and sent it to the kitchen to wash it himself. Of course, it was unavoidable that the cook would stare at him from time to time. Natsume Takashi...was immune.

Madara took out a popsicle from the refrigerator and admired the fish by the pond.Natsume Takashi was doing his homework in the room, and Madara came out because he was bored.

The wind made the books rattle, Natsume Takashi got up to close the window, saw the cherry tree in front of the courtyard, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the life of the Chang family was actually very good.

Madara ate up the whole ice cream, and the news that there was another popsicle on top of the bare popsicle made Madara very excited.

"Natsume! Natsume!" Before entering the door, Natsume Takashi in the room heard the cat teacher's loud voice.

Natsume Takashi put down his pen and waited for Mr. Cat to come in.

Madara swung the popsicle stick, showing off the winning prize on it, Natsume Takashi sighed, and let the cat teacher show off exaggeratedly.

Extreme joy begets sorrow. "Ca!" Under Madara's reckless and high-risk actions, Popsicle died heroically.

The corner of Natsume Takashi's mouth twitched, looking at Mr. Kitty's desolate back that seemed to merge with the wall, it seemed that cold snowflakes were falling in the air.

Madara was hugging his feet, with the remains of the stick between them, her eyes watering.

Probably too pitiful, Natsume Takashi patted Mr. Cat on the back, "There are still some in the refrigerator."

Madara pouted, stood up from the tatami, and muttered, "It's the first time I won a lottery." For the first time in his life, he just won a lottery, and Madara looked up in dismay.

Natsume Takashi took out his tape and re-attached the broken sticks.

Banxi smiled brightly. Although she couldn't redeem the prize because of the damage on the stick, it's not bad to keep it as a souvenir. There are still left and right refrigerators.

Seeing that Mr. Cat was in a better mood, Natsume Takashi heaved a sigh of relief, pinched Mr. Cat's little ears with his hands, they were soft, and Natsume Takashi smiled unconsciously.It's great to have a teacher here.

Within a few days, Natsume Takashi found the popsicle stick that should have been treasured by Mr. Kitty in the trash can, and there were still traces of tape on it. Natsume Takashi would not admit his mistake.

Natsume Takashi couldn't help but get a headache when he looked at the cat teacher who was happily playing with fur balls not far away. The teacher is really a big pig.

Madara sneezed, rubbed her nose twice, and continued to play with toys heartlessly.As for the stick I liked a few days ago, I have long forgotten it.

On a rainy day, Takashi Natsume stood under the eaves and looked at the jungle.Madara sticks out his paws, wets the fluff, and then steps on the wooden board, immediately there are a few more paw prints on it.

Natsume Takashi turned pale with shock, "Teacher!" Madara shook his hair, stepping on a few more feet fearlessly.

Natsume Takashi pinched the back of his fate's neck and poked his stomach, Madara twisted from side to side, avoiding Natsume Takashi's claws.

After teasing Mr. Kitty, Takashi Natsume found a rag to wipe off the evidence of Mr. Kitty's naughtiness.

Madara sat obediently nestled in a corner of the pillar, complaining that he couldn't go out for a walk on a rainy day.

Natsume Takashi raised his head, it has been raining for a day, it is not surprising that Mr. Cat is bored.

"Ma'am, your friend is calling." A servant hurried over.

Natsume Takashi left Mr. Kitty and went to the front to answer the phone, leaving Madara alone, an old widowed cat, sadly facing the continuous rain.

On the other end of the phone was Qing Shi Qingji, and the other party's bold voice fell on his ears. Apart from being interested in monsters, he was somewhat similar to Nishimura.

Qingjiu Qingji breathed out, "That's it, the activities of our detective team will start tomorrow, and the location is the residence of Nuliang's family."

Natsume Takashi was taken aback for a moment, he had visited his classmates' homes very few times, so he didn't know what to prepare for a while.

Qingshi Qingji hung up after finishing speaking. He has always been proactive in exploring the secrets of Nuliang's family.

In the leisure brought by the rainy day, Natsume Takashi became busy under the phone call of Kiyoshi Kiyatsugu.

As soon as Mr. Cat entered the room, he heard crackling inside, grabbed the corner of the shoji in horror, and tremblingly said: "Earth, earthquake,?!"

Natsume Takashi wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, turned his head, "Teacher."

Under the watchful eyes of Natsume Takashi, Madara coughed slightly, and put down his claws grabbing the corners. As a powerful monster, how could he be afraid of a small earthquake.

After seeing clearly what Natsume Takashi was doing, Madara's face was filled with incredulity.

Natsume Takashi has a book about friendship, which is full of points of attention on how to maintain the relationship between classmates. The book is hidden.

Natsume Takashi was looking for books in the box in the past, Madara leaned over his head, "What are you looking for books for?"

"I'm going to visit my classmate's house tomorrow." Natsume Takashi blushed, and his hands slowed down. He didn't know what to bring, mainly because he didn't know their hobbies, so he wanted to find a reference book.

Madaraman was helpless, sitting cross-legged on the mat, staring straight at Natsume Takashi with deep and black eyes, and taught: "The bean paste buns at Nanatsujiya are very good."

Natsume Takashi raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't know the teacher's careful thoughts, and it was completely exposed, okay?

Seeing that Natsume Takashi was unmoved, Madara licked the hair on the wet meatball, touched his ears, and pretended to be cute and innocent.

Natsume Takashi chose to continue looking for his book, Madara raised his eyes, and pushed Natsume Takashi's arm while thinking about it.

Knowing that Mr. Cat didn't want to give up his position, Takashi Natsume picked him up, "Okay, I'll go shopping with you before night." Madara immediately stopped making trouble.

The book was found, but it was a pity that the details of the visit were not mentioned above. Natsume Takashi put the book back in its original place.

Seeing the frowning faces of the family, Madara kindly comforted him, "At least I'll just bring some specialties from here." This is not bad, but Natsume Takashi has just arrived here, so it's better to ask other people for specialties.

Natsume Takashi took a pen and paper and wanted to ask the family.Madara waved his hand, "You can also bring some things that youkai like."

Madara's words made Natsume Takashi confused, why did he bring monsters like to eat.

"Don't you know? Your classmate Nuliang has a monster's aura. Although it is very weak, he should have a monster's blood."

"If he can be born, there should be monsters in the family." Madara emphasized again.

Natsume Takashi was taken aback for a moment, and the words of Mr. Cat echoed in his ears. The classmate Nuliang who gets along day and night is actually a monster?

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Natsume Takashi grabbed Madara's face and pulled, and Madara kept calling under his hands, intermittently: "I, this, didn't you, forget it!" The voice was very confident.

Natsume Takashi let go of his hand and put his arms around his waist: "Teacher, you are my bodyguard."

Madara glanced at Natsume Takashi, shrank his neck and said, "It's not too late to tell now." Nuliang Rikusheng looked weak, so Madara didn't care.

Natsume Takashi is not afraid of Nuliang Rikusheng's monster identity, he has one beside him, but it's hard to imagine that monsters merged into the human world, and he didn't even notice it.

"But how did those people see Classmate Nuliang?" Natsume Takashi asked puzzled.

"The ability of fear. As long as the opponent belongs to a certain group." When talking about the Kanto group, the first thing Madara thinks of is the Nura group. Wait, the Nura group?

Madara's eyes widened, his throat was tight and he couldn't speak, he even forgot such an important thing, the young master of the Nuliang group!

Natsume Takashi saw that Mr. Cat was stupid, and called him angrily, "What are you thinking again?"

Madara came back to her senses, and began to smirk and fool.