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The long bell rang for the end of get out of class, noisy and lively sounds began to appear in the empty campus, and the footsteps of the students continued one after another.

Several young students came almost side by side, youthful and energetic.

"I don't know how Auntie's craftsmanship is. I'm looking forward to it." A teenager said with a smile, holding his hands behind his head.

"I think Auntie's craftsmanship must be very good." Duoguitu said firmly.

Seeing her determined expression, Tanuma couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever been to Natsume's house for dinner before?"

"No," Duogui Tou shook his head, then pointed to the cat strolling by the door and said, "the evidence is there!"

Everyone followed Duoguitu's finger and saw a... very fat cat standing at the school gate.

Nishimura Satoru clapped his hands: "Oh, I see, if Auntie's handicrafts were not very good, the cat wouldn't be so fat, right?!"

the boy asked excitedly.

Natsume Takashi looked into the sparkling eyes of the other party, glanced at the murderous cat teacher who heard the word "fat cat", he could only pull out a smile, avoiding the sight of the two, and said with a dry smile: "Well, Tazi Auntie should be ready to fry the shrimp, why don't we go back quickly?"

"Meow meow!" The cat at the door suddenly barked urgently.

"Fatty seems to want to eat too." Tanuma smiled and walked towards the school gate.

Faster than him was Dorato, heading straight for the cat at the door.

Madara was so frightened that his hairs stood on end, he turned his head and ran away.

"Wait for us, multi-track!" Bei Benedict stretched out his hand and shouted, speeding up his pace, and everyone also quickened their pace.

Madara ran to the edge of the wall, looking down at Duoguitou who was stalking and trying to hug him with lingering fear. This guy was more terrifying than those demon extermination masters.

Everyone walked along the road, and after turning the corner, the house of the Fujiwara couple could be seen not far ahead.

Madara spread her paws and sprinted forward, rushing into the room.

"Fatty actually took the initiative to run away today." Tanuma was surprised.

Natsume Takashi thought that Teacher Cat must have smelled fried shrimp.

After a few blinks, a different picture suddenly appeared in the field of vision.

"Hey, that person...was he standing there just now?" Duogui Tou slowed down hesitantly, looking at the person standing next to the door of the Fujiwara couple's house in front of him, feeling inexplicably weird.

Seeing that person, Natsume Takashi was a little surprised, and walked over quickly.

"Mr. Kitahara!"

The man called Mr. Kitahara by Natsume Takashi is very young, has long black hair, and a face that is as handsome as a star on the big screen. When he saw him for the first time, he had a very unique temperament .

Mr. Kitahara didn't speak, but turned his head to look at Natsume Takashi. Inexplicably, the curvature of Natsume Takashi's lips decreased, and he was not so happy anymore. An inexplicable feeling rose in his heart.

Does Mr. Kitahara have such eyes?

In memory, these eyes should always be smiling, casual and cunning, not so...aggressive?

Very strange.

Someone patted him on the shoulder, bringing Natsume Takashi back to his senses, and at the same time a voice sounded: "Natsume, do you know this person?"

It was Nishimura Satoru who patted him on the shoulder.

Only then did Natsume Takashi recover from his trance, and introduced with a smile: "This...well, he is someone I know."

Tanuma wanted to look at Mr. Kitahara, pulled Natsume Takashi, and whispered in his ear: "He is a monster, right? The monster that day."

Natsume Takashi nodded slightly, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Tanuma wanted to hear the words, and took a closer look at Mr. Kitahara. Although he looked the same, it was different from the smile on his face that day. It was so cold. Is it really the same monster?

"This man is so handsome." Duogui Tou exclaimed in a low voice.

"Indeed, like a star." Shi Bei Benedict deeply felt the same way. That person's appearance made him, a man, feel good-looking, and he was not jealous.

Nishimura Satoru sighed and covered his chest: "Why can't God give me one-fifth of that person's appearance, one-fifth is enough."

Look at the face that seems to come out of a retouched photo, it's really enviable, the gloomy and indifferent type is in fashion now.

"Well, Mr. Kitahara, do you want to come in and sit down?" Seeing that Mr. Kitahara had been silent, Natsume Takashi continued to speak, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

After he finished speaking, Mr. Kitahara nodded and walked inside.

"He's so cold." Duoguitu said in a low voice.

Natsume Takashi looked sideways, and also whispered: "Actually, when I saw Mr. Kitahara before, he was very sunny. I don't know what happened, but this time his personality changed mostly."

Could it be something important?Natsume Takashi thinks this should be the case. Mr. Cat said that the neighborhood is not very peaceful recently, so maybe it has something to do with it.

Everyone entered the house.

Fujiwara Toko heard the movement from the kitchen and came out.

"Welcome, Takashi is usually taken care of by you." Toko Fujiwara smiled kindly and gently, sweeping across the crowd, and finally landed on Natsume Takashi, very pleased, this child has made so many friends, it's great.

"Where, Auntie, we are usually taken care of by Natsume." Tanuma said with a smile.

Toko Fujiwara caressed her face, smiling kindly, seeing a person with a different style of painting from the others, she had a puzzled look on her face.

The young man didn't have a student look on him, his body was not very healthy with a pale face, and he didn't have a smile on his face, he looked very indifferent.

I haven't heard Kishi mention this person...

Noticing that Toko Fujiwara was looking at Mr. Kitahara, Natsume Takashi hurriedly walked up to Mr. Kitahara, blocked her view and said, "Auntie Toko, let's go up first!"

"Well, let's go," Fujiwara Toko's attention was diverted, "I'll ask you to come down when the meal is ready. Today's fried shrimp and curry taste very good."

"Auntie, we have already smelled very fragrant, your craftsmanship must be superb!" Duoguitu gave a thumbs up.

Toko Fujiwara smiled even bigger: "You are exaggerating, well, you go up and play first, kid Kishi, it's rare to invite friends to play at home."

Natsume Takashi glanced at the ground a few more times, saw a furry big ass at the kitchen door, and sighed, Mr. Cat seemed to be eating fried shrimp in advance again, so he didn't bother It took everyone up to the second floor.

Mr. Kitahara walked behind Natsume Takashi, and when Natsume Takashi went up the stairs, there was a chill behind him, and the sight behind him seemed to be wrapped in greed and coldness, sticking to his body, making people get goosebumps.

Natsume Takashi couldn't help speeding up his pace. When he stepped on the last step, he finally looked back and met Mr. Kami Kitahara's black eyes, which were still indifferent, like a pool of water, and he couldn't see into it.

Delusion?

Kita Benedict and the others passed Natsume Takashi and looked around naturally.

Seeing this, Natsume Takashi had no choice but to give up searching and move forward: "My room is here."

After entering the room, Nishimura Satoru looked around: "Natsume, your room is quite clean."

North Benedict said: "Do you think anyone's room is as messy as yours?"

Nishimura Satoru yelled in dissatisfaction: "That's a special situation! It's usually clean, but it was busy during that time and didn't tidy it up."

Tanuma was about to go to the window and look down. In his vision, a person at the door looked up at him.

Sanxiao? !

In the blink of an eye, there was no one below. Tanuma rubbed his eyes in amazement, and looked closely, but there was still nothing.

illusion?

"What's wrong? Is there anything down there?"

Natsume Takashi walked over, Kita Benedict Shi and the others also walked over.

"What's the matter? Is there something magical about Yiqiao?" Nishimura Satoru ran the fastest, went to the window and looked around.

"What, nothing special." Nishimura Satoru wrote disappointment on his face.

Natsume Takashi and Tanuma wanted to meet their eyes, knowing that the other party wanted to talk about monsters, so they said to Kita Benedict and the others: "I'll go down with Tanuma to get some snacks, you guys wait here for a while. Oh, yes, the cabinet is there There are poker and checkers on the side, you can take them out and play first."

"no problem."

Tanuma and Takashi Natsume were going to go out one after the other. After they went out, Mr. Kitahara in the room followed him, silently like a ghost.

Duolan looked at the back of the man leaving.

North Benedict jokingly said, "Multitrack, do you like that guy yet?"

Duogui blushed, and raised his voice: "How is that possible."

After she finished speaking, her tone was a little serious, and she frowned: "I just think that person gave me a... unspeakable feeling."

"Heartbeat?" Nishimura Satoru teased.

Duogui Tou patted his head: "No, if you really want to use words, it is dangerous."

"Danger?"

On the stairs, Natsume Takashi felt something approaching behind him, turned his head, looked past Tanuma Kaname, and saw Mr. Kitahara standing behind Tanuma Kaname at some point, his heart skipped a beat, he was frightened.

Mr. Kitahara's state today is really strange.

Tanuma was about to turn his head when he was startled by the person who was very close behind him, so he hurriedly took two steps back.

Natsume Takashi felt that Mr. Kitahara had something urgent to say, so he said to Tanuma: "Tanuma, you go down first, Mr. Kitahara may have something to say to me."

Tanuma hesitated, looking back and forth between the two: "You... can you be alone?"

This monster is really too weird, Sanxiao is not so scary.

"Okay, you go down first."

At the same time, the two noticed that Mr. Beiyuan suddenly smiled, but when he laughed, it was even more indescribable. It didn't feel like a smile at all, and it was even more dangerous.

Natsume Takashi ignored the sense of disobedience: "Look, Mr. Kitahara does have something to say to me alone."

"Okay," Tanuma nodded and went down the stairs, "Then I'll go down first."

After Tanuma was about to go down, Natsume Takashi looked around, turned his gaze away, and landed on the smiling monster in front of him: "Mr. Kitahara, what do you want to tell me? Is it about some monsters in a strange state nearby?"

The person in front of him nodded, his smile gradually became wider, and soon surpassed the scope of human beings, which was extraordinarily weird. Natsume Takashi was beating his heart and stepped back subconsciously, but he grabbed his wrist suddenly.

The force on the wrist was so strong that Natsume Takashi was so painful that cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Mr. Kitahara..."

"Natsume……"

Mr. Kitahara in front of him spoke out, but the voice made Natsume Takashi get goosebumps, because it was not Mr. Kitahara's voice!

"You are not Mr. Kitahara, who are you?!"

"Natsume!" "Mr. Kitahara" had an excited expression on his face, his wide-open eyes felt intense pressure and terror, "Take a friend's account...uh!"

As soon as the unknown monster's word "zhang" was pronounced, several black shadows rushed from two directions, and the attacks overlapped.

Attacks from the upper and lower sides of the stairs made the monster make a painful sound, which reverberated.

"what!"

Toko Fujiwara heard the voice, shook her hand holding the spoon, and rushed out: "Takashi?!"

The voice sounded like something tragic had happened, which made Toko Fujiwara's heart hang.

"Aunt Tako, we're all fine. My friend accidentally stepped on the ground just now. I helped him up. It's all right." Natsume Takashi's voice came from the other side of the stairs.

"It's fine." Fujiwara Toko couldn't see the situation on the stairs when she came here, she wanted to confirm with her own eyes that it would be more reassuring, and continued to move forward.

Suddenly there was a "bang" from the kitchen, which made Toko Fujiwara startled again, wondering if the fire was too high, so he hurried back to turn off the fire.

On the stairs, Natsume Takashi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of footsteps fading away.

"Mr. Natori, thank you." Natsume Takashi said.

Natori Monday, the one who just rushed to the stairs from the door, took off his sunglasses and smiled brightly: "It's nothing."

The movement in the kitchen was made by his shikigami.

"Hey, you don't need to thank him so much for this little thing," Madara kept patting the ground with his paw, "it's just a little thing."

"That's right." San Xiao, who had turned into a human, also nodded. He grabbed the arm of the unknown monster and bullied him: "How dare you touch my master, how bold you are."

Natsume Takashi was still in shock, Tanuma was about to come over, and he was shocked when he saw the situation on the side of the stairs.

That Mr. Beiyuan had a ferocious face at this moment, and everyone who looked at his good-looking face said it was terrifying at this time. It was a deformation different from that of human beings. Under its feet, several black shadows suddenly sprang up and attacked his facade.

"Really, do you want to take hostages? The monsters are really getting better and better these days." Natori Monday said slowly, without any delay, sharp and crisp, and threw out the spell, purifying all those black shadows.

This time it was a more miserable scream, and Natsume Takashi raised his heart, not because he was frightened, but because he was afraid that Toko Fujiwara would hear it.

Sure enough, Toko Fujiwara's footsteps came again: "Takashi?!"

"Oops!" Natsume Takashi gasped, looking at Natori Monday in a daze, "Mr. Natori, what should we do?"

The voice was too miserable, and it was unrealistic to say that it was another step on the air.

"It's simple." Sanxiao tilted her head and smiled, raised her hand to touch Natori Monday's shoulder, and suddenly exerted force.

Natori Monday was stimulated by the unexpected pain and subconsciously cried out in pain.

Madarayan turned back to its original shape and took the monster out quickly. Toko Fujiwara came over and saw Sanxiao taking Zhou Yi's arm according to his name. She looked at this scene in confusion.

When Guizhi came in just now, there seemed to be no such two people.

"Hey, you are..." Toko Fujiwara saw Natori Monday's face clearly, "It's Mr. Natori, next to you... what are you doing?"

San Xiao said: "I'm helping him set his bones, just now he stepped on the air and twisted his shoulder."

"That's it..." Toko Fujiwara thought it made sense, and was about to ask, when Tanuma wanted to say, "Well, Aunt Toko, I want to drink water, where are the kettle and quilt placed?"

"Here, come with me and get it. Look at Kishi, he didn't bring the tea right away." Fujiwara Toko wondered, and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Both Natsume Takashi and Tanuma Kaname breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, and felt saved.

Tanuma wanted to run quickly to Fujiwara Toko, and whispered to Natsume Takashi, "Don't worry, I will drag Aunt Toko with you."

"Thank you."

"Natsume," Sanxiao said, "You are too careless."

Natori Monday looked at the man in front of him. He looked like a human being, but judging from the situation just now, this man was not human.

Sanxiao glanced at Natori Yiyi, and looked away with little interest.

"I'm sorry." Natsume Takashi humbly admitted his mistake.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Fujiwara Toko's voice came from a room not far away: "Takashi, go and open the door."

"Okay." Natsume Takashi yelled in reply, and went down the stairs to open the door.

The figure at the door was a young man who was not tall. Natsume Takashi opened the door suspiciously, and what caught his eyes was the face just now. The shadow from just now was still there. He was startled, and the subconscious exclamation made the doorman look up The arm that started to say hello paused.

Kitahara Mizuno tilted his head slightly: "Natsume-kun?"

As the sound of the gust of wind approached, Kitahara Mizuno's eyes narrowed slightly, the sharp light flashed through his eyes, and his arms swung in a circular arc. The light blue demonic power collided with those shining golden charms, stirring up energy waves, and the wind swept Kitahara Mizuno's long black hair. Send it back and blow it up.

Another attacking figure approached, with a tall and straight figure approaching with a sense of oppression that did not match the body shape. The elbows of the two collided, and the collision of the monster's huge force allowed them to understand each other's strength.

"The main body?" Sanxiao squinted her eyes, exuding a dangerous aura, in a fighting state, and the two sides were on the verge of breaking out.

"I don't like guys who are rude." Kitahara Mizuno's voice was low, which faintly brought out the deep and threatening grunts of some beasts.

Natsume Takashi's eyes moved between the two sides, feeling that the situation was serious.

With one arm in front of him, Natori Monday blocked him, holding a talisman in his right hand: "Natsume, don't worry, I'm here."

Hearing this, San Xiao glanced at him.

"It's not...it's a mistake!" Natsume Takashi realized, "Sanxiao, Mr. Natori, stop beating!"

San Xiao said: "Are you sure? This guy is very dangerous."

Kitahara Mizuno's eyes turned into golden vertical pupils: "Natsume, you probably don't like this domineering guy who doesn't listen to others, right? I can help you get rid of him, and the commission will be [-]% off."

Natsume Takashi, one head and two big, was very flustered, his brain was working quickly, and suddenly a thought flashed through him, he suddenly understood what happened just now, and quickly said: "Sanxiao, that monster just now is not in the same group as Mr. Kitahara! "

"That monster just now?" Kitahara Mizuno tilted his head, his nose moved slightly, and his face became even more ugly, "The breath of that monster... Natsume, where was that monster just now?"

Seeing Kitahara Mizuno's appearance, Natori Monday and Sanshio both understood that he and the monster just now were not only not in the same group, but even had enemies.

"I was taken out by Madara just now," Sanxiao said, looking at Kitahara Mizuno, "Who are you?"

"Did someone call me?" There was a soft "da da da" footsteps behind Mizuno Kitahara. Everyone lowered their heads and saw Madara entering the door in the shape of a beckoning cat.

Seeing Kitahara Mizuno, Madara became furious: "Why is it you again?!"

Kitahara Mizuno looked at Madara for three seconds, then showed a big smile: "Isn't this Natsume-kun's useless bodyguard?"

"Who do you say is useless!" Madara jumped up, waving his paw towards Kitahara Mizuno, Natsume Takashi hurriedly hugged it, Madara thumped in Natsume Takashi's arms, with fierce eyes.

Natori put down the demon-eliminating talisman on Monday, dissipated the momentum just now, and said in a gentle voice, "Natsume, it seems that this monster is really right."

Natsume Takashi tried to hold Madara down: "Yes, Mr. Natori, he is not fake."

Kitahara Mizuno understood. It seemed that the monster he had been chasing for a long time just now turned into his appearance. His eyes darkened, and a gloomy and angry storm was brewing inside.

"You're not very strong, just that kind of monster, you still can't catch it," Madara laughed loudly, "I just dealt with it directly."

Kitahara Mizuno sneered: "You're not dealing with the main body, are you?"

Spotted claws with red shards on the claws.

Kitahara Mizuno's pupils shrank suddenly, and he reached out to grab the fragments with lightning speed.

"...Huh?" Madara was angry, "Hey! Give it back to me! That's my trophy!"

Kitahara Mizuno said with a smile: "Don't be so ignorant, we are a family, your spoils are mine."

Before Madara became even more angry, Kitahara Mizuno took out a fairy peach and handed it to Natsume Takashi: "Come on, I'll exchange this."

Natsume Takashi is at a loss, he can't make decisions for Mr. Cat, who has a very bad temper.

"...take it."

"Eh?" Natsume Takashi was taken aback.

Madara looked away, and said sullenly, "It's good for you to eat."

Kitahara Mizuno looked at Madara, this guy is quite nice to Natsume Takashi, which means, he intends to let Natsume eat him directly.

"Blade, where did you know him?" Sanxiao asked aloud.

Madara snorted coldly: "That hotel in Tokyo, he is not a good monster."

"Don't be so impolite." Natsume Takashi whispered, following the spotted cat.

Kitahara Mizuno looked at Sanshio a few times, and suddenly he felt more and more pleasing to the eye. In a blink of an eye, his attitude changed 180 degrees, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his beautiful eyes shone brightly: "Hello."

Domineering and seductive is a big beauty, and it's not impossible. She looks like the type who looks thin when dressed, and looks good when undressed. This hairstyle looks good.

Sanxiao didn't understand Kitahara Mizuno's sudden change of attitude.

A sarcastic voice sounded out: "Don't be suspicious, he's just a simple Yangou."

A translucent head poked out from the door, and was quickly photographed by Kitahara Mizuno's flashing tail. Everything seemed to be nothing happened. Kitahara Mizuno's smile remained unchanged, and the scene was quiet for a while.

"Takashi? I have prepared some snacks for you, you can bring them to your friends..." Fujiwara Toko came over with a plate full of food in his hand, and stopped when he saw the situation at the door.

"Kiki, are you going out?"

Natori Zhou said: "No, he just came back from shopping."

As he spoke, he pointed to the peach in Natsume Takashi's hand.

Fujiwara Toko put the plate in Natsume Takashi's hand, and happily held Kitahara Mizuno's hand, "You child, what fruit do you want to buy?"

Kitahara Mizuno was stunned for a moment, although he didn't know what happened, but he skillfully showed an obedient smile that elders like: "It's nothing."

Tanuma, who was walking behind Fujiwara Toko, saw Kitahara Mizuno, his face turned pale with fright, his eyes widened, he looked at those people, and wanted to ask them directly why the monster was still there.