What to do if you are too obsessed with Natsume

Blood and tears were mixed together, wet Natsume's skirt, the girl's slender arms were hanging around his neck, but it almost strangled him out of breath.

The silent space was filled with the girl's low sobs, intermittently, crying almost out of breath, Natsume's hand stopped in mid-air, and some dared not let it go.

His brown eyes soaked in water carefully landed on the girl, and a gentle and sad look appeared on his young face.

The girl was covered in wounds, her white silver hair lost its luster in memory, sticking to her face wet with sticky blood, her light white rabbit pajamas became messy and torn, her face, hands, abdomen... …with wounds all over his body, he curled up into his arms crying, like a little white cat that was fished out of the blood.

"It must be very hard."

In the end, his hand just lightly landed on Xuezhi's hair, soothing with a gentle voice, "It's okay, if you want to cry, just cry."

"I'll always be here with you."

After sobbing for a while, the girl in her arms finally couldn't help crying loudly, as if she had been greatly wronged, "Natsume... Natsume... I'm sorry..."

"Why did you say sorry to me?" Natsume asked softly.

The girl in her arms raised her head, revealing a pair of bright eyes soaked in tears, she couldn't help twitching as she spoke, "Because... I... I forgot Natsume..."

"it's alright."

Natsume answered Xue Zhi's words gently, staring into her eyes, "Since this kind of thing can't be changed, let's treat it as a new memory."

"Just as if we met earlier at an earlier age than before, won't this kind of thinking make you feel better?"

"It's like this..." Natsume Takashi smiled and held out his hand to her, "It's the first time we meet, I'm Natsume Takashi."

Xuezhi looked at him with wet eyes soaked in tears, and sobbed, "I am... Xuezhi..."

She gently put her hand on Natsume's warm palm, and Natsume smiled, "Okay, Yukie, let's go back together."

"Uh-huh!"

Wrapped in warmth, Xuezhi took a step forward. Behind her, the pure white space she had constructed collapsed, and the turbulent mantra faded away like a tide, and the world returned to reality.

Sensing that the crisis has been resolved, Gojo Satoru looked towards the center of the incident. Under the dim moonlight, a young man in a warm orange haori came from the front. His young face revealed the gentleness of a god and Buddha. Mercy, with arms around a girl covered in blood.

The girl in his arms closed her eyes, her face was as pale as paper, the untreated wound was still dripping with blood, her hands were hanging down feebly, and she fell asleep unconsciously.

"Snow Branch."

Anna, who was wearing a red gothic dress, ran past Gojo Satoru like a gust of wind, and Natsume was surrounded by people.

Gojo Satoru was stunned, and decided to go to see the scene first, waved his hand, and asked Yidizhi to follow behind him.

After the mantra calmed down, the invisible net constructed by Xuezhi's mantra also disappeared, but the flowers, plants and trees within a radius of ten meters all became wilted, as if they had been drained of water, and could no longer revive.

There was a man lying on the ground, the entire skull was lifted, only half of an ordinary face was exposed, Gojo Satoru had a little impression of this man, a second-class conjurer from the branch of the Kamo family, Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, and muttered He said, "Why do people from the Kamo family get involved? Those old oranges are probably going to make use of it again."

Muttering to himself, Gojo Satoru took a step forward, stopped in front of a brain-shaped curse spirit that exploded into a mess, and looked at it with six eyes with disgust, "What kind of special curse spirit is this, it died so badly , just take it back to let those old oranges identify it."

"Yidizhi~~"

"exist."

"You pack this brain, and that body."

"……Yes."

Yi Dizhi had no choice but to nod and say yes.

"Xiao Xuezhi is injured so badly, should I call an ambulance?" Although Misaki Hatta didn't know what happened yet, seeing Xiao Xuezhi dying at any moment, she suggested with a worried face.

Natsume didn't know how to answer. According to Xuezhi's physique, these wounds would heal slowly, but this time, I don't know why the wounds are oozing blood. Is it because the injuries are too serious?

If this drags on, although Xuezhi will not die, as far as her body is concerned, as long as the wound is still there, it is equivalent to enduring unimaginable pain every minute and every second.

"For conjurers, the damage caused by the spell power can only be healed with the reverse spell. We have top doctors in our college."

Gojo Satoru interjected, "I'll take you two back to the high school now." Gojo Satoru looked at Natsume.

Natsume nodded, and then said to the Barbarians, "Then I will take Xuezhi to the high school for treatment now. Don't worry, everyone. After Xuezhi recovers, I will let Xuezhi come to you."

"I'll leave Xuezhi to you, Natsume-kun."

Tokuta Tara nodded, took Anna's hand, and watched the orange cat transform into a pure white monster again, and disappeared into the starry sky with the two of them on its back.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when I received the call from Gojo Wu, but I was a little excited after drinking a bottle of red wine before going to bed. Went to the operating room.

There were no other patients in the operating room at the moment, and the housekeeper turned the chair boredly, guessing what kind of patient Gojo Satoru would bring him.

The bright incandescent light shone on Jiaren's face. Due to the pressure of working night shifts all year round, she looked a bit unwell, but whether it was the beautiful facial features or the tear moles at the corners of her eyes, she was undoubtedly a soft beauty.

Soon there was a sound of footsteps coming from outside the corridor. The sound was not too noisy. According to the initial judgment of the family, there should not be too many people. As soon as he got up, Gojo Satoru opened the door and came in carelessly, "Glass, the patient is here." .”

Jia Ruozi didn't bother to talk to Gojo Satoru, his eyes fell directly on the gentle and handsome young man behind him, holding a girl covered in blood in his hands.

Looks so young, still a child.

After letting the young man who was holding the girl put her down, Jiarui Nitzi looked at the wounds on the girl's body, and was amazed at how strong her vitality was, and she didn't even die like this.

"Wu, who is this child, and how did he get hurt like this?"

Jia Ruozi gently treated the child on the bed, and took the time to ask Wutiao Wu a question.

"She's a new transfer student, her name is Xuezhi."

"Huh?" The family member looked at the girl who was as thin as a kitten on the bed, and raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Transfer student."

"It seems that some accident happened. I don't know yet. I won't know until the little girl wakes up." Wujo Wu shrugged.

Hearing this, Natsume said, "If I'm not wrong, Yukie should have encountered a solar and lunar eclipse to become like this." Because Natsume himself encountered such a thing in high school.

"What is an eclipse?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"A kind of monster who knows how to repay and rejuvenate people."

Gojo Satoru widened his eyes, "Is there such a good thing? If those old oranges find out, why don't you lock up this monster called Eclipse and make good use of it."

"..."

Although the time spent with Gojo Satoru was very short, Natsume somehow knew that the character of the strongest conjurer was a little out of character, so he just smiled and didn't say much.

"This solar and lunar eclipse is also true. After so many years, this old problem has not changed. A single word of disagreement can make people younger."

Teacher Mao said angrily, "Natsume, you are watching this girl here, I will go and find the eclipse."

Teacher Cat said, jumped off the table with a swish, and rushed out towards the door, "Alas~~" but just bumped into Yi Dizhi who came in and knocked on the door.

"Feel sorry……"

Before seeing what he bumped into, the social animal Yi Dizhi subconsciously apologized, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw a chubby cat bouncing up from the ground, and after thumping, he ignored him and walked out.

"Eh..." Yidizhi wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Sorry, Mr. Cat ran a little too fast just now, and didn't notice Mr. Yidizhi."

"Uh uh...it's okay."

Yidizhi didn't expect that Natsume, who has a cool temperament, would remember his name, and felt a little flattered.

"Yidizhi, what are you doing here?"

At this time, Jiarui Nizi had almost healed the girl's injuries, so he gave Yi Dizhi a lazy look.

"It's like this, Miss Jiarui, I'll send the packed brains over..."

"We don't need supper here."

"No, Miss Jiarui, you misunderstood..." Yi Dizhi's unfinished words were covered by Gojo Satoru's exaggerated laughter.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha." Wujo Wu leaned lazily on the chair, and said in a drawn-out tone, "That's not a brain trick to eat, but a special magic spirit!"

"It was our lovely little snow branch that dried up."

Gojo Goto glanced at the sleeping girl on the bed.

"..."

Natsume frowned lightly, somewhat concerned whether it would be too rash for a man with such a detached personality to take up the position of a teacher.

But after thinking about it, it occurred to Xuezhi's slightly introverted personality that he needed such a lively teacher to drive him. After thinking about it, Natsume felt relieved again.

"Okay, Yidizhi, you bring the brain flower and the corpse to let Nitzi take a look."

Yi Dizhi nodded, and asked someone to put the corpse and brain on the dissection table, and handed Gojo Satoru a piece of information, which was the identity of the deceased.

"Nobu Kamo, the second son of the second room of the Kamo branch, a second-level conjurer, the spell [fantasy double]..." Gojo Satoru read the information while looking at Nitzi who was in charge of the dissection. How is it? What did you find? "

"This corpse doesn't look like it just died. Judging from the organs and internal organs of the body, it has been dead for at least a few months."

While talking, Nitro went to another dissecting table with brains on it, "This one just died, maybe this brain can take the body of a dead person and survive."

Natsume sat beside Xuezhi's hospital bed, quietly listening to the discussion between Wujo Wujo and Jiarui Glass, his eyes resting on Xuezhi's pale face.

Get well soon, Xuezhi.

The next day, Xuezhi woke up from a warm and bright room. Her injuries were all healed, and she was still wearing a large and comfortable pajamas. Returning to the cage, because the process was too exciting, Xuezhi tapped his brain, feeling as if he was dreaming.

But the memory seems to have recovered a lot, at least Xuezhi remembered that he came to Tokyo to go to school.

The school seems to be... High School of Magic...?

But why is Natsume missing?

When she woke up, she didn't see the person she met for the first time, and Xuezhi felt a little lost.

Just thinking about the whispering sound coming from outside the corridor, Xuezhi got off the bed and walked out lightly, and saw several teenagers and a panda gathered together, and she didn't know what they were talking about.

One of them, the black-haired boy, turned around and let out an "ah" from his mouth, "There is someone."

Then everyone turned around.

The little girl with white hair and blue eyes in a hospital gown and a few boys and girls stared at each other.

A girl with ponytails widened her eyes and wondered, "Isn't the transfer student a super beautiful girl?"

"Who is this little guy? Could it be that the transfer student married young?"

"mayonnaise!"