My Familiar is a Conjurer

The sun chrysanthemums on the table were in full bloom, so brilliant that Yaji felt that just looking at them would improve his mood for the whole day, so that Jing Muzhong, who came to pick up the book when the time came, was almost blinded by her.

"Thanks for your patronage~ As for how much it is, you know, just give it as you see~"

Jingmu looked at Miss Necromancer, who was holding her face in front of her and smiling at her, and couldn't help avoiding her gaze. Finally, her eyes focused on the three-flowered cat who seemed to be rolling next to her, staring at Teacher Cat for so long that he The whole cat is fried.Seeing that the kitten seemed to dislike him very much, Shigeno Uchigi nodded reluctantly, took out the book written by his mother, and took out his mobile phone.

"The remaining 8000 million have been transferred."

8000 million... ah, 3000 million extra for hard work, that's really pretty cute.

"Thank you very much, I like such a straightforward list."

Akime glanced at his account happily, and then deposited the 8000 million into his account, looking at the increased number with a brighter mood.The beautiful vampire mixed-race woman carefully picked up the wrapped book, as if thinking of something, she hesitated to the person in front of her: "Ms. Yaji, you must have read all of this book, right?"

"Indeed, after reading it, I think your mother is really an excellent writer. It's a pity that this book has not been officially published, otherwise, there might be one more object of curses by the group of Lihai-aged children next door. "

If this book was really published in that era, Yoshiko Winggi would definitely be called a female writer if she manipulated it a bit more, and she would even be able to get a title of female consciousness enlightenment, and then you can Let the children who are studying literature now love and hate it.

While Jing Muzhong was still reading her mother's novel, Ya Ji reached out and stirred the milk tea in front of her, and finally there was a little dissatisfaction on her expression - Jianren Nanami helped her make black tea and added sugar and milk himself, this Is it to completely put an end to her idea of ​​becoming a regular customer at the milk tea shop next door?

She just wants to drink a cup of unhealthy pearl milk tea, is it necessary?

However, when he raised the cup of milk tea in his hand, feeling the aroma of black tea and the mellowness of milk, Yaji took a deep breath and decided that it would be better to let his familiar Mr. Mo make tea in the future.

It seems to be true, it tastes better than the milk tea sold next door.

"So you've read them all."

Jingmu's flipping hand paused for a moment, and said as if probing again: "Then you should also know that I have a... niece."

"I don't know, I'm not interested, I don't want to know."

Rejecting the other party's idea neatly, Aki turned his head when he saw Jing Shige who seemed a little disappointed, but still politely said goodbye, looked at the sunny street outside the window, and suddenly yawned all over the table.

Sometimes mental fatigue does not match physical fatigue, which often leads to a situation where you want to sleep but can't fall asleep anyway.Coupled with the various gothic music or nursery rhymes that have been playing in the store on a loop, as well as the BGM mainly based on music box sound effects, it is indeed a little hypnotic.

"Go back to sleep if you want to sleep."

"Ok?"

Looking up at Jianren Qihai who took away her cup in some confusion, Yaji seemed to have thought of something and suddenly stretched out his hand to him: "Then why don't you carry me, Jianren-san?"

"Hey, hey, I'm still on the side, Yaji, can you restrain yourself a little?"

"How can I not restrain myself? I have already restrained myself."

Looking at the cat teacher who was pretending to be a lucky cat in surprise, Yaji fell back on the table, put his face on the cold table and smiled: "It's very comfortable to lie on your stomach, it's cold, Jianren-san Do you want to experience it too?"

"No, if you really want to sleep, it's more comfortable to lie on the bed."

"But I will sleep until night, and if I can't sleep at night, will Jianren-sang sleep with me?"

"..."

Mr. Cat screamed when he heard the conversation between the two, and walked all the way to Natsume Takashi with fried hair. Seeing the good-tempered smile of the flaxen-colored young man, he became even more angry, and scratched his paw on the scratching board specially prepared for him: "These two people!!"

"If Teacher Cat is talking about Miss Aki and Mr. Nanami, why are you so angry?"

"Natsume! They abuse cats!"

"I don't, I'm not, I love cats so much."

The voice came from the other side of the store, and when Natsume Takashi was about to speak, he heard another gust of wind chime coming from the door.He smiled when watching a group of middle school girls chattering into the door, bent down and rubbed Teacher Cat's head before saying to them, "Welcome."

"Ah! Hello Natsume-san! I lost the bracelet I bought last time. Can you pick another one for me?"

The girl with the purple ponytail jumped in front of the handsome clerk, with a little shyness in her exquisite eyebrows and eyes, her tone seemed to be coquettish, but more complained to herself: "I'm not so careless, but really I forgot to put it back on after I took it off for swimming class last time, and then it disappeared."

"Is it a bracelet?"

"That's right, can Natsume-san help me choose one? That one is the best, and it's cheaper? I don't have much pocket money. Natsume-san and Miss Aki will call me for the sake of my frequent visits." How about a discount?"

The little girl probably had no intention of chasing the handsome clerk, but she was quickly grabbed by her friends, and crowded around her while shouting "Senna can't enjoy Natsume-san alone", making Natsume Takashi couldn't help looking at the small table next to him with a look of pleading for help.

But at this time, Yaji was still lying on the table and pretended not to know anything. After cleaning the teacup, Jianren Qihai pressed the button of the kettle again, walked to the side of the young man who was asking for help and asked, "What do you need?"

I don't know if it's because of Jianren Qihai's height of more than 1.8 meters, or because his serious expression gave people a lot of pressure. She blushed and ran away, picking out the small things she liked in twos and threes.

"Thank you so much Mr. Nanami."

Unable to resist wiping the sweat off his brow, Natsume Takashi was really grateful for this senior who was much older than him: "I didn't expect it to be so scary."

"Well, next time you can refuse, it's better to refuse."

After a simple answer, Jianren Qihai walked over listening to the sound of the kettle switch jumping, poured another cup of black tea for Yaji and put it in her hand.Yaji put his hands on his temples and yawned again, then turned his head and looked at his familiar who was extremely rogue and stretched out his hand again: "So Jianren-san, let me give you a hug."

"why?"

"Haven't you heard that a person needs six hugs in one day?"

Speaking of this, Ya Ji instantly felt relieved, sat up straight and stretched out his hands and even raised his chest: "Hurry up, my Mr. Familiar, just let me hug her."

"..."

The customers behind them were all focused on the products in their hands, and the necromancer lady in front of her really just wanted a hug——she stared at herself when she opened her hands, and her earnest attitude didn't even need the help of the familiar and the master. Empathy can also be felt from those black eyes.

When he simply took a step forward, he saw her rushing towards her with a whimper, she seemed very excited, but her movements were very gentle and restrained, so that he didn't even feel that she was leaning on him.It's not so much a hug as it is a prank of simply leaning in and then leaving immediately.

"Are you disappointed by your expression, Jianren?"

"No, no."

The only one who felt a touch of hugging might be her face that briefly leaned against her chest, and immediately bounced away after just touching it.Yaji sat back in her seat when she let go of the hug that was not considered a hug, and yawned again with her chin propped up.

"Okay, go and help Natsume. They feel that they have to buy a lot of things. He may not be too busy to check out and needs your help."

"it is good."

Ya Ji took a deep breath when he heard the steady footsteps gradually leaving, and buried his face in his hands.If she had been a little closer just now, she felt that she would probably be glued to it.

Even when she first became a necromancer, she had never longed for such things as "warmth" and "body temperature".Her teacher, who advocated Spartan education, told her to "warm up the fire" is full of gentleness. At the same time, she also understands that "desire for warmth" is the most restrained thing as a necromancer.

Necromancers are used to dealing with corpses, and they are always in contact with cold existences, so they also especially like things like fireplaces, hot water bottles, electric blankets, and heating.Of course, in addition to these, the temperature of humans is naturally their favorite.

Finding a human being you like, spending the night with that person, and leaving after satisfying the craving—these things are all too common.But because of his persistence and the teacher's warning that "if you do it once, you will never go back to the past", Yaji has never done anything similar.

Why is the self-control she is so proud of not working on a man like Jianren Qihai! !Is it because he is his familiar?It's just that even if you are a familiar, you can't use excuses to do this kind of thing!

Complaining in his heart and hammering the table in grief and anger, Aki looked over when he felt the eyes from outside the street, and when he saw Osamu Dazai who was smiling and waving his hands, something called disgust appeared on his face.

The wind chimes rang again, and Osamu Dazai ignored the girls' whispered discussions and walked all the way to the bed. He directly pulled the chair in front of Aki and sat down.

"Welcome, I'm not here to drink tea for you."

"Yaji is so cold, we've known each other for so long, we should give some benefits at least."

"Is it okay to ask for welfare? Look at what you can give me and let me take it as welfare. It's perfect."

Lazily speaking to Bandage-kun in front of him, Aki suddenly felt a lot better when he felt Nanami Kento who was sitting at the counter paying the bill glanced at her, and tilted his head at Osamu Dazai with a smile: " Forget it, since I'm in a particularly good mood today, Dazai, what do you want from me?"

"Well, there's really not much to say."

Not much?Does this mean that Yokohama will be bombed tomorrow?

"Just, I want to ask Miss Aki is very familiar with Yokohama, right?"

"It's alright, just so-so."

She also lived here for five or sixty years.

"Then, Miss Aki."

Osamu Dazai leaned forward a little, his kite-colored eyes matched his face that was especially pleasing to little girls, and for a moment Yaji thought of the words "very pitiful".

It's so disgusting, if Nanami Jianren or Natsume Takashi were doing it, she would have been "okay, okay", but when Dazai came like this, why would she feel itchy and want to beat him out?

"Could you find a house that's... well, less secluded?"

"what?"

"That's right, the kind that can accommodate children—"

Etc., etc?Osamu Dazai, do you know what you are talking about?

Taking a deep breath at the shy man in front of him, Yaji carefully pushed his black tea aside, with a little more panic in his expression: "Dazai, do you mean that after so many years of chasing Miss Sister, you finally have nothing but sacrifice/love?" Killed someone???"

"What is Miss Yaji thinking, of course the child is not mine..."

"What? Or take over? Whose child is that?"

One of the Mafia cadres at the port actually had a baby, and he was suspected of taking over the offer—then judging from who he usually had a good relationship with, Yaji quickly turned his brain, and came up with a possibility while retreating tactically.

"Don't tell me, the child belongs to Zhongye!!!"