Goodbye, Friends Book [comprehensive]

jingle……

"Where is the wind chime?"

jingle……

"Where is the wind chime?"

jingle……

"The wind chimes are here with me."

jingle……

"Wind chimes in the water..."

jingle……

jingle…………

jingle………………

Natsume, who was asleep on the table, opened his eyes and looked up at the wind chime on the window sill.

The breeze is blowing quietly, the ringing of the bell is small and crisp, the tulle curtains are fluttering lightly, and the moon outside the window is round and bright.

The mid-term exam was coming soon, and I had missed a lot of homework before. Natsume, who went upstairs to read for an hour after dinner, was a little sleepy. He said to close his eyes and take a rest, but accidentally fell asleep.

Natsume rubbed the center of his eyebrows, drank the cold tea in one gulp, cheered up and patted his cheeks to continue his homework.

There is a gentle breeze and the ringing of the bell keeps ringing. In this quiet night, the ringing sound is clear to my ears, but also as small as in a dream.

After the midterm exam, there will be an intramural competition. Natsume has good physical strength, but he is useless in this kind of sports. He knows a little bit about everything, but once he gets started, he will only be abused.

So every time it was his turn to play, he would act casually and fight back to lose quickly.

Such lazy behavior can't even stand with patience.

Natsume scratched his cheek and laughed helplessly. At first, he was glad that there were only these, but when he saw the water volleyball, he lost his temper completely.

Water volleyball...

Natsume looked at Shinobu for help.

He has never played this before.

Fortunately, he and Shinozu were assigned together, but the opponent was the people from Atobe.

No matter what ball game it is, the rules are the same, as long as you hit the ball back from the opponent. It is relatively simple on the ground, but once in the water, the two factors of water pressure and resistance are superimposed. Natsume thinks he has It is necessary to mourn for Shinozu and others on the same team as me.

Natsume changed into his swimsuit and jumped into the water. The competition venue was indoors with central air-conditioning, and the splash of water on his body made him shiver from the cold.

The whistle sounded and the game started. In order not to delay as much as possible, Natsume deliberately stood at the back and tried his best to reduce his sense of existence. However, someone still did not let him go and deliberately hit him with the ball.

Natsume, who couldn't react, didn't catch it, and the splash from the volleyball that was smashed into the water sprayed his face.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Everyone was laughing at him, he was a sports idiot in this respect, Natsume could only sigh softly, pick up the ball, throw it up, and slap hard.

Very good, at least after passing the net, I won't be ashamed to hit the net, but if this continues, I'm too embarrassed to paddle.

Gradually getting better, Natsume looked at the flying tennis ball, slightly bent his knees, jumped up and waved his hands for a beat.

"Snapped!"

Hit the Internet, did not hit the past.

"Feel sorry……"

Natsume took a few steps back and stood in a good position, but something poked the soles of his feet. He bent down and reached out to touch it suspiciously. There was a round glass ball the size of a hundred yuan coin, and there seemed to be a bead inside. He shook it and jingled the bell. Jingle bells.

"Who dropped it?"

Natsume slightly raised the object in his hand, and the people around saw it and gathered around to have a look, but no one said they had seen it while shaking their heads.

"strangeness……"

Natsume casually stuffed the bell into his swimming cap and put it on, continuing to play.

As a result, their water volleyball team still lost.

Atobe and the others are not relentless at all, they make a move when it is time to do so, their scores for being abused are dismal.

Going to the locker room to change after the game, Natsume was wiping her hair with a towel while studying the beads in her hand.

This bead is exquisite in workmanship. The glass bead is engraved with butterfly and hydrangea patterns. The bell inside seems to be made of silver. When shaken, the sound is small and clear. Listen, but pass it directly to your mind.

As soon as he noticed this strangeness, Natsume suddenly felt that he was in some trouble again.

"what happened?"

After drying his hair for a long time, Atobe came over and took the towel from Natsume's hand, rubbed his hair, Shinobuzu had already changed his clothes, sat next to him, took the bead and looked at it carefully.

"Nothing special, a gadget that girls like."

This is Ninja's conclusion.

Atobe glanced at it, and he was not as sharp as when he was awakened, so he didn't feel anything wrong.

People from the Tennis Club who participated in this competition also gathered around, looked at Solitaire one by one and shook their heads, only Jiro Akutagawa muttered with an impression: "It seems to be something from Xiaoya's shop, I have seen it before." .”

"Xiaoya?" Renzu raised his eyes: "Huaze Cake Shop?"

"Ah."

"Are you going?" Renzu turned to look at Natsume: "Or let others pass it on?"

Shinobu really meant something, because of Natsume's special physique, he felt that it was necessary to monitor it closely and put an end to anything that might have anything to do with monsters.

"Haha..." Natsume suddenly felt that the pearl in his hand was a hot potato, but...

"Wouldn't it be troublesome to let others pass it on?"

Shrugged.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, leave it to others, it's okay, if something happens...

"Forget it, I'll go by myself."

"...I'll accompany you." Renzu sighed, he knew that a kind-hearted person like Natsume would never listen to persuasion.

"I'll go too." Atobe could only follow.

"Me too~" Akutagawa Jirou raised his hand, this guy just wanted to eat cake.

Seeing that there was a lot of excitement, other players were all ready to go, which made Natsume a headache, he just returned something, as for protecting him everywhere like a child who hasn't gone out.

The Hanazawa Cake Shop is only one stop away from the school. As soon as they arrive at the station, members of the tennis club get off the bus and go to the shop. Jiro Akutagawa can't wait. He used to eat cakes here, but recently the owner of the shop His daughter is sick, and the opening time is unstable. He went to the day before yesterday and didn't open the door, which made him very frustrated.

Akutagawa Jiro greeted the owner of the store as soon as he entered the door. The owner was a middle-aged man. He looked as if he had rushed here, his coat was still on, his hair was disheveled, and his face was haggard.

"Oh, it's Akutagawa-kun, you're here."

After straightening his clothes so that he would not look so embarrassed and impolite, Hua Zeyang turned around and nodded at the other party, his face was full of exhaustion, and his smile was a bit far-fetched.

"Uncle Huaze, how is Xiaoya's illness?"

"Still the same, no improvement."

"I see..." Jirou Akutagawa curled his lips, regretfully, "I really want to eat the cake made by Xiaoya."

"Hehe, when she recovers from her illness, I will make you a big box until you are full."

"hey-hey……"

Akutagawa Jirou scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled, "By the way, did Xiaoya lose a bell made of glass balls?"

"How do you know?" Hua Zeyang was very surprised, and only told him when Xiaoya lost it.

"Someone picked it up, is it this?" Akutagawa Jiro held the glass ball and handed it to the other party.

"That's it, where did you find it?"

"I picked it up while playing water volleyball in the school ball game today."

"So I lost it there, thank you, Akutagawa-kun, this time I invite you for a cake."

"Okay~"

Akutagawa Jirou cheered happily.

Natsume looked at Atobe, then at Shinobu, surprised that it was so simple, Mr. Hanazawa didn't seem to have any special reaction, he was too worried.

So he breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly ate up the matcha cake in front of him.

Mmmm, it tastes good.

After dinner, Natsume ate the watermelon in a panic with the cat teasing grass, while Mr. Cat was having fun, spitting out the watermelon seeds like a machine gun and writing a big spot on the wall.

"My name is so handsome!"

Dancing and dancing, he thought he was majestic and made a handsome pose, but Natsume punched him down and completely ruined the majestic image of the big monster.

"What are you doing Natsume?!"

With a big bag on his head, Madara yelled at Natsume, the human-shaped Kurosuke rolled his eyes and lay down reading a magazine, Lin Xiaolin was still adapting to his original body size, walking around the room slowly.

After all, he used to be small, he could roll over anything, and his jumping ability was great, but now...

So it has to be changed.

"It's fine if Mr. Cat doesn't pick up the trash, please don't make trash, please?"

The black watermelon seeds are pasted on the wall as clean as white paper. No matter how you look at it, it looks awkward and handsome, but the words are so ugly.

"Hmph! Then I'll spit on your face!"

Madara took a big bite of the watermelon, then sprayed all the watermelon seeds on Natsume's face.

"Mr. Cat, you are enough!!"

Natsume hastily stretched out his hands, and the sticky watermelon juice, saliva and melon seeds were sprayed on his face, body and hair, and he had to take another shower.

"Hahaha, you deserve it!" Madara lay on the ground and laughed loudly.

Natsume couldn't help but rolled his eyes, got up and went to the bathroom.

When he came out, Lin Xiaolin was already lying on the ground and fast asleep. Monsters are much stronger than humans, so there is no need to worry about catching a cold.

Heizhu covered the opponent with a thin blanket, because the room space was limited, so he could only turn into a teddy dog ​​again and nestled next to Lin Xiaolin.

Madara is already in good spirits, laughing and laughing while reading jokes in the magazine.

Natsume rubbed her hair and climbed onto the bed, thought for a while and asked Madara, "Mr. Kitty, what kind of bell can you still hear from a long distance?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's like the ringtone is not heard with the ears, but appears directly in the mind."

"Oh?" Madara closed the magazine, curled her four paws under her body, and squinted at Natsume: "That's a water bell."

"what is that?"

"The beads produced by clam monsters have the ability to confuse people's hearts. They sound small and innocuous on the ground, but they are difficult to deal with underwater."