If you are afraid of pain, the pain should be at the lowest level, right?

Qiuzi Qihai reached out her small hand and rubbed Jianren Qihai's temple.

Her fingers have always been cold, just like a string of emotionless data without warmth.But Qihai Jianren's body was warm and warm, just like a golden sun that warmed her up.

"Painful Feifei~"

The golden light enveloped Jianren Qihai again.

【Shuangtian Guishishield—I refuse】

Reject what Qiuzi in the light wants to reject.

(Oni-chan don't feel bad anymore.)

Then she stood there, took out the prepared white paper and ink from her backpack, grabbed Jianren Qihai's finger with her little hand, dipped his index finger in ink, and wrote the words "Jianren Qihai" on the white paper.

Qihai Qiuzi made a serious face, then grabbed the white paper and said, "Qihai builds up!"

A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves rustled outside, but there was still no reaction inside the house.

"So... you want to give me a fat beating?"

Nanami Qiuzi was very tangled.

She wants to make Qiuzi's friend account, but it seems that it may be a little difficult to do...

But when she thought that Qihai Jianren had also been treated, she felt a little relieved.

Qiuzi Qihai said in a sticky voice, "Good night, Oni-chan."

——If you want to make Akiko’s Book of Friends, wait until tomorrow day!

Back in my room, I covered myself with a small quilt, clicked [Sleep] on the game interface, and began to recover my energy.

Maybe it's because she used too much sl Dafa and turned on the dungeon mode, or maybe it's the sequelae left over from the data backtracking, she had another dream.

Another sad dream.

"Good morning, Nanami-chan."

"Good morning...Natsume-kun..."

Natsume Takashi got up early, and even contracted breakfast for a few people after cleaning up.

Qiuzi Qihai has a fixed bedtime every day. After attacking Jianren Qihai at night last night, the time to wake up today is naturally a little later.

Plus... She really didn't have a good rest.

The physical exhaustion has dissipated, but the mental aspect seems to be suppressed by the mountains, making her a little out of breath.

"Did Qihai-chan not take a break?" Natsume Takashi was a little worried about this little friend, "Are you too worried about your brother...?"

"A little bit..." She slumped and took a sandwich and ate it, and stopped when her satiety reached about 80.

"Has Natsume-kun ever been sad?"

"Sad?" He poured a glass of water and sat opposite Qiuzi, "Probably so..."

Qihai Qiuzi didn't see the other person's expression clearly, but heard his words, "When I was young, my parents died... At that time, I was thrown around like a ball... Now that I think about it, everyone is right, but I'll still be a little sad...but that's okay." He smiled.

"Later, I learned about the existence of the account of friends, met Mr. Cat, and made many friends worth making—"

"Are you happy?" Qiuzi Qihai asked suddenly, "Being involved in strange things and suffering pain that other people can't understand - just like now. In the end, I still don't quite understand, I don't know what you are doing What are you insisting on, why do you want to pay off all the friend accounts, why do you want to get involved in the world of monsters..."

"Everything...you don't have to bear it."

Qiuzi Qihai couldn't imagine that although the life as dull as stagnant water is indeed very boring, the life that is always exciting is also exhausting.

"...Actually very happy." Takashi Natsume looked at Mr. Cat, who was fluttering butterflies outside the window, his brows and eyes were even more tender, "Very, very happy——"

"It is precisely because of these things that I have experienced that sometimes there are memories worth remembering."

"Actually, what I want to say the most...is something else..." Qihai Qiuzi paused, "Do you treat everyone like this? Your affection for me is unbelievably high."

Last night, Jianren Qihai's favorability for her hovered between plus and minus 50, sometimes exceeding 80, and sometimes falling below 0 to reach a negative value.

But after the treatment, the favorability stabilized to 60.

And Natsume Takashi's affection for her happened to be 60.

This unusual goodwill made her stunned.

"Because I think...you are trustworthy."

(Worthy of... trustworthy? Does that mean me?)

Qiuzi Qihai was stunned for a moment, and the movement of biting the sandwich also stopped.

After a while, he swallowed the sandwich in his mouth.

"yes……?"

trust, friend.

Nanami Akiko only admitted that Akashi Seijuro was her friend.

Because they share similar tastes—no, perhaps the three views of moral sense are very similar.

As for other people, except Qi Haijian, they can be used and harmed unceremoniously.

"I don't have any friends," she said. "I don't have anyone in my friends list."

"There will be, if it's Qihai sauce, there will definitely be."

He was still smiling, with that kind of smile that seemed to heal people's hearts.

"Good morning, it seems that you have a good chat." After smoking a cigarette, Yarui Zizi came in from the door, and saw Qiuzi's face was still a little paralyzed, but there were some cracks and looseness on that face, and Natsume-kun beside him brought a smile. The embarrassed expression is a little cute.

(They are all very good children...)

However, compared to Nanami Qiuzi, Jiarui Glass actually likes Natsume Takashi more.

Gentle, kind, reliable.

This kind of healing words can be completely described in the other party, so even if Gojo Satoru mentioned it once, even if the other party is the most suspected of this storm-Ikaru Nishiko is willing to treat him with the greatest kindness.

Jia Ruozi greeted the two of them, and by the way saw Jianren Qihai who just opened the door behind him.

"Nanaming, wake up."

"En." Nanami Jianren closed the door, thanked Natsume Takashi, picked up his breakfast and ate it, "I'm sorry for your inconvenience, Nitro."

"It's nothing." Jia Ruozi shrugged, "It's nothing after a meal."

"I'm much better now, I don't feel so uncomfortable anymore. Please go back and take a look at Gojo..." Thinking of Gojo Satoru, Nanami Jianren's head hurts endlessly, "That guy... I hope he didn't cause trouble yesterday..."

"Don't worry, Principal Ye Moth has been mad at the hospital—" Jia Ruozi shook his phone, "Pang Da told me just now."

"..."

What kind of heart do you care about!

"I'm sorry Natsume-kun—" Jianren Qihai felt a headache more and more thinking about it, "It may take a few days to take you to the high school again."

"...Actually, there is no need to go to a high school..." He scratched his face, "Actually, I have no interest in becoming an onmyoji or a magician...I just hope...to return the name to the other party, to make the other party Leave this place completely and live your own life..."

Jia Ruozi and Qihai Jianren looked at each other.

"Huh..." Natsume Takashi stretched his expression, "It's great to be able to say it."

(this child...)

"It's finished eating~" Nanami Akiko sighed comfortably after drinking the milk, then stood up and pulled Natsume Takashi's sleeves, "I'll take Natsume-kun out to get familiar with the mini-map—"

"I'm sorry to trouble you—" Natsume Takashi replied politely, and then staggered to keep up with Nanami Akiko.

"Go faster, Natsume-kun."

"Hey...okay."

Watching the two children leave, Jianren Qihai finally let out a sigh of relief and collapsed on the bench.

"feelling better?"

"It's much better, the head doesn't hurt, just a slight soreness."

Jia Ruozi frowned, "I don't think Natsume seems to be a scheming person, and he probably didn't plan this conspiracy."

"..."

She sat down, "What do you think of Qiuzi?"

"She recovered too quickly, and she didn't have any sequelae after the serious injury. She spoke to you so well that there was no sense of isolation, and——she came to your house for the first time, and she seemed to know your house like the back of her hand .”

Jianren Qihai's brain exploded for an instant, and then he fell into a calm state. He relied on the few memories in his mind and thought for a while, "No, I also knew Qiuzi when she was young... a very cute child. Call me Oni-chan and have been to my house many times."

"This child has no father and no mother. When I saw her, she was not attacked by a curse."

Home into the glass: "..."

It's hard to explain in a single word, I thought my calculation was right, but I didn't expect...

"However, I always remember that she seems to be a little girl with blue hair and blue face..."

Jianren Qihai shook his head firmly, "No, Qiuzi has never worn colored contact lenses or dyed her hair."

Jia Ruozi: "...So is there something wrong with my memory?..." She took a deep breath and stood up, "Anyway, I'm going to ask Wujo Wu tomorrow, I feel that our memories are very messed up .”

"It's just the three of us or..."

"Ask Pang Dagou to roll them, only our memory has gone wrong."

"..."

Jianren Qihai spoke with difficulty, "That is to say...that person probably had contact with the three of us."

(In this case, Natsume Takashi is the only one besides Akiko...)

This is a proposition, similar to your good sister and your good apprentice, there is a murderer among them, who do you want to be the murderer.

Very uncomfortable.

Jia Ruozi patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, I really have to go back this time, take a good rest and don't think too much."

"Be careful on the road."

“This dessert is delicious.”

Like all girls, Nanami Qiuzi likes to eat desserts.

The difference is that she doesn't need to worry about tooth decay and doesn't need to worry about getting fat.

“I highly recommend this, the coffee pudding is really delicious!”

Natsume Takashi swallowed in embarrassment, saying that he would definitely taste it, and then bought a few bean paste buns for the cat teacher who was squatting at home.

(Can coffee and pudding really go together?...)

(Although it's not Nanatsujiya's, don't worry about it too much now.)

"Have you bought it, Nanami—"

His words came to an abrupt end.

Nanami Qiuzi disappeared.