Why aren't people raising me

When Natsume Masaharu went back, there was no weird sound in the room.He leaned against the window and looked inside. The family was eating in harmony. Natsume Takashi's dirty clothes had been changed, and he seemed to have washed his face, because the ends of his hair were a little wet.

"Human food." Masaharu Natsume licked the corners of his lips, "I want to eat it too, but I've only eaten expired pastries."

In fact, it's not expired, it's just that the food sold to customers is often thrown away every night, no matter whether it is broken or not, Masaharu Natsume has never eaten hot home-cooked food.

"You don't need food to keep you alive." Darryl squatted on the top of the window, "And what you eat won't turn into excrement at all, so where does the food go?"

"Drain it with my breath."

"Then you are really an elf."

"Darryl, being ambiguous is annoying."

"It's okay, I only know you as a human being, anyway, you hate me, it's not a day or two."

"...Huh?" Natsume Masaharu was a little dull, "Do I hate you? When did I say that?"

That was Masaharu Akashi's cynicism with Shinigami.

Darryl was silent for a moment, turning his head away, the jingling ornaments in a mess.

Natsume Masaharu was surprised, "You will also sulk and ignore others."

"Damn Masaharu."

Yaji replied, "Damn Darryl."

While they were chatting, Natsume Takashi went back to his room, his uncles and aunts were cleaning up the dishes, and a child who looked younger than Takashi was hugging the mistress's leg and acting like a spoiled child.

Seeing that Natsume Takashi returned to the room, Natsume Masaharu entered the room openly, the child's face was very similar to the two adults, and it was obvious at a glance that they were parent-child.

"Guizhi made himself dirty again, and there was a hole in the newly bought clothes..." The hostess said with a sigh, "I don't know where I went to play around, and I came back so late."

"He's still young, and he's an active boy. It's normal for him to be lively and mischievous."

"But you can see how quiet he is in front of us. I also want to get close to him, but sometimes the child's eyes always make me feel weird. Last time, he yelled 'Get out' at me."

"There is such a thing?" The male host was a little surprised, "Do you want to attract our attention?"

"Maybe."

"Then I'll go out with him this weekend."

"Remember to take Xiaozhen with you."

The male host laughed, "I will never forget it."

Their family was happy and harmonious, and Natsume Masaharu felt a little strange, "Kikishi's leg is injured, why didn't they respond?"

It seems that they are all well-meaning ordinary people, and they will not turn a blind eye to this. The only possibility is——

"Didn't Kishi tell them?"

Enduring the pain, but also to cover up the awkward walking posture...

"That idiot..."

Natsume Masaharu immediately wanted to get into Natsume Takashi's room, but thought that he might be frightened by the exposed head out of thin air, and if he screamed out, he would have to struggle to explain, so he flew out of the window instead, and knocked on the window carefully.

"Dong dong."

There was a clear sound of glass crashing, and Takashi Natsume, who was doing homework with the desk lamp on, turned his head to look, but there was nothing.

When he walked to the window, he saw Natsume Masaharu waving at him from a long distance away,

Takashi Natsume opened the window, "What are you going to do...why are you so far away from me?"

"Because I'm afraid you will be frightened by the face-to-face killing." Natsume Masaharu leaned in front of him, "Didn't you tell your uncle and aunt that you were injured?"

Natsume Takashi didn't expect that he was worried about this, his eyes widened a little, and he replied, "It's just a fall, I have fallen before, it's just blue, it will be fine in two days."

fell a bit,

It's just blue,

Just two days.

Natsume Masaharu was suddenly a little annoyed, like a doctor looking helpless at a patient, "I just fell down? It hurts so much that I can't walk, and it will only get more and more painful, and it will swell when it's time to sleep." A big bag, are you going to take this leg to school tomorrow?"

His speaking speed was a bit urgent, but his enunciation was clear, but it was obviously different from his usual way of speaking. Natsume Takashi listened blankly,

"Also, what if you hurt a bone or a meniscus?"

"Half...half what kind of board?"

Natsume Masaharu: "..."

Natsume Masaharu: "Yes! What is a meniscus?"

He put his hand on his chin and thought for a while, "Well, I can't remember, why would I say this?"

Darryl laughed twice, "It's just the memory of your previous life."

With such an interruption, Natsume Takashi looked at Masaharu's face and suddenly showed a shy and soft smile, "Thank you."

This thank you was so sudden that Natsume Masaharu was stunned.

"Why do you say this suddenly?"

He stared at those honey-colored eyes, only feeling that the emotions inside were gentle and sincere,

"Because...you came here because you were worried about me." Natsume Takashi seemed to use all his courage to say these words, Natsume Takashi lowered his head further and lower.The tip of the ear is also red.

"Hey, are you shy?" Natsume Masaharu didn't know the atmosphere at all, "I know that humans blush when they are shy, so it's true."

Natsume Takashi let out a voice mixed with a nasal voice, "...um."

"But it's useless to just thank you!" Masaharu became serious, "You have to tell your uncle and aunt about your injury."

"It will cause trouble for them..."

"If you don't tell me, I will cause trouble for them."

……

Five minutes later, a man hurried out with Guizhi on his back.

"Yuko, are you packing up, hurry up."

The man called his wife in the house, went downstairs first, went around the back of the house to pick up the car,

"Come here!" The woman in the room comforted her child and came out with her bag.

Natsume Masaharu sat on the roof of their car and followed them all the way to the hospital. He saw that Natsume Takashi had been settled before leaving.

There will be many latecomers at night, and accidents will be more frequent than during the day. Natsume Masaharu will go to see them.

So he didn't see that Natsume Takashi was always looking for him.

***

The next day, Natsume Takashi didn't go to school and recuperated at home, while Masaharu was busy counting heads in the subway station.

On the third day, Natsume Takashi was still recovering from his injuries, and Masaharu stared at the map to identify the direction of Tokyo.

On the fourth day, Natsume Takashi walked a little more smoothly, and Masaharu was searching for his name in the Internet cafe.

"Sure enough, I can't find it." Natsume Masaharu browsed through the miscellaneous information, "I vaguely remember that I was quite influential in my last life, so there should be some records, right? Now is the information age."

Afterwards, Natsume Masaharu heard footsteps outside the private room, and he immediately flew to the roof, followed by a puzzled murmur from the management staff, "Strange, I checked it, why is this computer still on?"

Seeing that he had brought in new customers, Natsume Masaharu left the Internet cafe.

Half a month later, Masaharu couldn't hold back, and quietly went to Natsume Takashi's house to visit him, but he was in vain.

There was no one in Natsume Takashi's room, but the layout was changed, and the sheets and quilts were all replaced with new ones. There were many things that represented the atmosphere of life, but a school uniform was added.

"I remember that this is not Kishi's school uniform." Natsume Masaharu looked closer, and tried to find other remaining information. He saw a photo of a child in the photo frame on the table, "This...is Xiaozhen?"

This room belongs to the owner's child, Xiaozhen.

"Where did Guizhi go?"

Natsume Masaharu was a little dazed. After a while, he scratched his hair, "I lost the human child who can see monsters?!"