Mr. Natsume's special mantra

"Young Master, Chief General, a guest is coming!"

The little monster rushed to the main room of Nuliang House to inform the two masters.

"It's Master Guhuo."

"It's been a long time since Master Gu Huo came."

"Auntie!" The brown eyes of the little master in the mansion lit up, and he stood up and quickly ran towards the door.

Seeing the young master's back, the monster Natto shook his head and said helplessly, "The young master really likes Master Gu Huo."

Nuliang Huapiao cheerfully put down the teacup in his hand, and said with a smile: "Is there any monster in the Nuliang group who doesn't like Guhuo?"

That is a rare monster who is gentle to the bone.

"That's right." Natto arranged the tea set left behind by Nuliang Lusheng neatly, and looked up at Nuliang Huapiao who was sitting there: "Does the general want to take a look?"

"The old friend is here, why don't you go and have a look." Nuliang Huapiao stood up and walked slowly towards the direction where Nuliang Lusheng was running.

"aunt!"

Seeing the familiar figure at the door, Nuliang Rikusheng quickly ran up to her.

Gu Huo, who was holding Natsume Takashi, was stunned for a moment when he heard Nuliang Lusheng's voice, and looked at the brown-haired fried hairy head that was approaching in front of him, rubbed it with one hand, and said with a smile: "It's Lu Sheng Sheng, are they already this big?"

"Yeah." Nuliang Lusheng nodded, showing a vigorous smile: "Long time no see, aunt."

"Long time no see, Lu Sheng." Gu Huo replied.

When we met last time, she remembered that Nura Rikusheng was not as tall as her thigh.

Humans really grow fast.

"Da da--"

Feeling the familiar footsteps, Gu Huo looked up, looked at the little old man who was rapidly aging due to injuries, and smiled slightly: "Nu Liang, how are you feeling recently?"

"It's still the same." Nuliang Huapiao pretended to tap his waist with his right hand, and his wise eyes fell on Guhuo's arms: "Is it for this child?"

"Yeah." Gu Huo leaned over and nodded, "I might be bothering you for a while now."

"Hahahahaha..." Nuliang Huapiao laughed and said, "This is not a nuisance, I guess Lu Sheng would like you to live here for a while."

Nuliang Lusheng followed suit and nodded: "Grandpa is right, Auntie, you can stay here as long as you want!"

Gu Huo also laughed: "That's really thankful to Lu Sheng."

Nuliang Wakana, who rushed over after arranging the aunt's residence, saw this scene, covered her sleeves and smiled, and suggested: "Come in first and rest for a while before we talk about other things."

"What Ruo Cai said is true." Nu Liang Hua Piao replied.

"Excuse me." Gu Huo leaned over and said to this woman who was weak on the outside but strong on the inside.

"You really are a fragile adult."

A long silence passed, and the middle-level voice suddenly broke the silence.

"It's really fragile, fragile adults."

The other intermediate that followed repeated it slowly.

"Yeah, that's why I hate people like them the most." A hoarse, suppressed crying voice broke into Natsume Takashi's dream.

It was C's voice.

The boy frowned subconsciously, and the little monsters who were taking care of him by the side pressed down the quilt covering the boy in a panic.

"Did you have some kind of nightmare?"

"It should be." Another little monster said uncertainly.

"Tell me, when he wakes up, will he cry out of fear when he sees us?"

Faced with his companion's sudden vileness, the little monster opened his eyes wide with interest, then lowered his head and said, "Probably not, this is a human being brought back by Mr. Guhuo. He must have known Mr. Guhuo."

"Not necessarily. I heard from the older monsters that Master Guhuo is one of the rare monsters who will help humans unconditionally. Being brought back by Master Guhuo does not necessarily mean that Master Guhuo knows Master Guhuo."

"That……"

The sights of all the monsters in the room fell on the boy.

Mischief is an enduring tradition of the Nuragumi's yokai.

The little monster who proposed at the beginning hammered his right hand with his left hand: "That's the decision, everyone is ready to prepare, and then we must let humans realize the horror of our monsters!"

A swipe--

The door opened.

After taking a shower, Gu Huo came in from the door.

The monsters who just complained about doing bad things shrank their heads and necks in unison.

The powerful banshee smiled and said to them: "What are you preparing? Can I join in? It's been a long time since I played with the children."

"No..." Qing—that is, the little monster who proposed at the beginning walked up to Gu Huo tremblingly and saluted: "Sorry, Mrs. Gu Huo...we didn't prepare anything..."

Looking at the little monsters in the house who were scared by her and hid, Gu Huo was stunned for a moment, then rubbed Qing's head and said, "I'm not angry, come out, children."

The young monsters from the Nuliang group are all big bears who bully the weak and fear the hard. Even the gentle and gentle Nuliang Rikusheng now was a child who loved mischief when he was a child.

But this is what a child should be like.

Relying on the support of the elders, and playing with his own petty willfulness, he will not be overly disgusting.

Gu Huo lowered his eyes, looked at the brown-haired boy lying on the bed, knelt beside him, gently stroked his frowning brows, and remained silent.

Natsume Takashi, who was shunned by humans because he could see monsters, did not look like a child in Gu Huo's eyes.

A child who is trembling and afraid of a little trouble.

A boy who lost the light in his eyes after being tortured by humans and demons.

He must have met someone who loves him very much.

Thinking in this way, Gu Huo waved to the little monsters in the room, and said, "Come here, are you all new monsters? I haven't seen any of you when I came here a few years ago."

Perhaps it was the gentleness of the banshee that made all the demons let go of their guards, and followed each other step by step, one with two, three with four, and a group of chirping little monsters surrounded the comatose boy.

"Master Gu Huo, I was born last year!"

"Me, me... Me too!"

"I'm bigger than them all!"

……

Unknowingly, the crescent moon climbed to the top of the night.

The soft moonlight shines through the window onto Gu Huo who is kneeling.

Gu Huo, who sent off the little monsters, straightened up slightly, and said to Nuliang Huapiao who quietly appeared behind him: "The breath is so obvious, why don't you come and sit?"

Nuliang Huapiao chuckled, walked over, and handed a piece of pastry to Gu Huo.

Gu Huo took the pastry and smiled: "It's really... so big, I'm still addicted to eating sweets."

Having said that, Gu Huo still put the cake in his hand into his mouth and tasted it for a while. "It tastes good, Nura, your taste is as good as ever."

Looking at the monster next to her who was younger than her but looked several times older than her, Gu Huo pursed her lips and said, "How is your body?"

"Same as usual." Nuliang Huapiao waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's Lu Sheng, for some reason, he doesn't want to inherit the Nuliang Group."

When he said the following words, Nuliang Huapiao sighed heavily, as if his grandson's not inheriting his own country caused him more pressure than his own body.

Gu Huo also thought of the energetic Nuliang Lu Sheng he saw when he entered the door, covered his sleeves and said with a smile, "Lu Sheng is still a child, it's normal to be self-willed."

Nuliang Huapiao glanced at him, and muttered, "It's no secret."

"Did something happen?" Gu Huo asked.

Nuliang Huapiao can be said to be the one she watched grow up, this answer is not normal.

"Ah... nothing happened." Nuliang Huapiao said, "However, I feel very bad."

The inner part of the Nuliang group seems to be driven by something, wanting to challenge the authority of the slick ghost leader, and the delay of Nuliang Rikusheng's ability to awaken and become a monster adds fuel to the situation.

"If there's something important going on recently." Nuliang Huapiao thought for a while, "There seem to be more and more monsters corrupted by the curse."

At a time when onmyoji and monsters are getting weaker and weaker, the scope of curse and conjurers is getting stronger and stronger.

Gu Huo was silent for a while, then said: "The rules seem to imply something."

"Are there any rules?" Nuliang Huapiao was also silent.

Looking down, he saw the brown-haired boy unconscious on the bed, and asked, "Is this the person you've been waiting for?"

From the moment he knew Gu Huo, he knew that Gu Huo had someone who had been waiting for him.

She had waited for him for thousands of years, and Nuliang Huapiao thought that Gu Huo would not be able to wait any longer.

Unexpectedly, she was actually found by her.

"Reincarnated?"

"No, it's him."

Gu Huo lightly brushed the broken hair covering the young man's face, and said softly, "I thought I would never wait for him again." The witch only promised her that it was possible.

It's not even clear what percentage of it is possible.

"Then you are his shikigami now?"

"Ah."

"Do you regret it?"

"This kind of thing can't be called regret, everything is my voluntary."

It was her who wanted to continue this seemingly impossible relationship.

After Gu Huo's voice fell, Nuliang Huapiao carefully felt the energy fluctuations on the young man's body, and opened his eyes slightly: "God?"

"Ah... can you be noticed now?" Gu Huo was stunned, and smiled with a bent eyebrow.

Nuliang smoothed the pastry in his hand and said: "How can you not feel such an obvious divine aura."

"I didn't feel it before."

Nuliang Huapiao: "...Guhuo, are you kidding me?"

Gu Huo shook his head and did not continue speaking.

She didn't lie, the aura of the boy before was indeed artificially covered up.

Inside the wish shop.

"I didn't expect them to come to that place." Ichihara Yuko said with lowered eyes, "The probability of going there is less than one percent in terms of calculation."

"I didn't take Madara's situation into account." In C's words, she stood up and walked to Ichihara Yuko's side: "That guy, Madara, is bound to be cursed."

Hidden in the sarcasm is unceasing concern.

"How long will it take for the barrier to be repaired?"

"For more than half a month, even if it is me, the rules cannot be touched at will."