The whole world is throwing the blame for me

This ambiguous atmosphere finally ended when the little hamster that ran out gurgled and rolled back.It was the first time for Natsume to see monsters vying for territory. Miss Suo Cui jumped into the air and turned into a prototype, but she was not the petite and cute one he had seen.

The gorgeous wings spread out like a dark cloud covering the sky, and each feather shone with a sharp and cold luster like metal.

Natsume:……! ! !

The fire burned the clouds in the sky, turning the sky into a burning orange, and the heavy air flow rushed over the top of each tree with difficulty, and the screaming birds and the cracking of branches failed to overwhelm the flames The sharp buzz of friction against the air.

"Oh." Madara squatted on Natsume's head, making a familiar voice, with a cool tone, "It's rare to see Suo Cui in action."

He thought about it, and added something meaningful and gloating.

"It doesn't look very happy recently."

Natsume wished he could pinch his mouth: ...you can shut up.

Song Yang, who was pointed at, ignored this lucky cat whose mind had returned to kindergarten. He raised his face and watched the blue bird in battle. There was a layer of golden light on the clear and elegant face.

His eyes were bright, as bright as stars falling in them.

Yet he felt that he was looking at the sun.

Some kind of indescribable, ambiguous, tender, syrupy emotion entangled like sunlight, bit by bit, inch by inch, swallowing up all the struggling and weak resistance.

Can't escape.

Can only sink.

Then, once... In another world, a thin and pale woman looked down at him in the cell with a mocking and disdainful smile.

On the battlefield of that world, had his girl ever shone like this?

Just thinking about that scene, he felt a strange trembling from the bottom of his heart. He felt that he had missed so many things, and he couldn't help feeling sorry.

"This is the world of monsters..." Songyang almost sighed.

"It's amazing... It looks like a big monster." Natsume looked a little surprised, "Miss Suo Cui."

"If Natsume dies, he should become a very powerful monster." Madara said casually as he rubbed his chin with a padded pad, "If you think about it this way, don't you think you're looking forward to it?"

"Don't say such terrible things casually, hey!" Natsume's head was full of black lines.He grabbed Madara who was pulling his hair vigorously, tore the cat's face into a pie, and looked up.They should have received special care from Miss Suo Cui, and they could only feel a faint air current. In the forest not far away, many big trees with luxuriant branches had fallen down.The flames flowed and exploded in the sky, and it seemed as if one could feel such an intense heat wave rolling in from such a long distance.

Baba snorted.

He jumped out of Natsume's arms, turned back into his gorgeous and majestic big monster body in the rising white mist, and surrounded the fragile human teenager lazily with his tail.Those sharp eyes glanced at Song Yang lightly, and said in a heavy tone, and the tip of the long, fluffy tail rested on him lightly with great difficulty, pretending that he was protecting him.

"Thank you, Mr. Ban." Songyang didn't dislike him, and thanked him with a smile.

The firelight reflected above dimmed indistinctly, and accompanied by the dull sound of things falling, blue-blue shadows fell in front of them like a cloud.The banshee squeezed her cuffs and looked at them indifferently.

"Where's that monster?" Madara asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know." Blue Bird's brows showed a bit of tiredness, "They will look for it."

Madara squinted at her: "Are you hurt?"

The banshee's face was a little pale, she raised her eyes slightly, her black pupils were unmoved.

"Let's go back."

Li Hualuo said lightly.

The wound was not serious. There was a long and narrow cut on the arm, and the bright red blood gushed out and dripped down on the ground along the fingertips. It looked scary.For the monster, this wound can only heal in two or three days, and Madara just asked casually and didn't take it to heart.

In the woods, the little monsters found the monster who had been knocked down from the sky by Li Hualuo, and tried their best to lift the fallen tree up again.When the people in the town who heard the crash of the trees rushed over, there was nothing strange from the outside.Natsume was discovered by Aunt Tazi, dumbfounded, and couldn't think of a reasonable reason for a while, she could only say that she heard the voice and came to take a look, and then followed Aunt Tazi back with her schoolbag in her arms.

When he got to the edge, he couldn't help but look back at Li Hualuo, the banshee nodded to say goodbye, and noticed Mr. Matsuyo's expression behind her, Natsume couldn't bear to look directly and turned his head.

"...Miss Sotri will be all right."

He whispered to Madara in his arms.

"perhaps."

Madara's answer was very tactful, but it sounded like he was going all the way.

About what.

Li Hualuo sat on the chair with a dull face, her expression was frozen and not cold at all, her wide cuffs were forcibly pulled up, revealing a section of her fair arms.

Song Yang took a clean towel and helped her wipe off the blood on it, even though Li Hualuo kept emphatically emphasizing that she didn't need it.

Those wound medicines used against monsters were kindly provided by the little hamster who came to report the news. She put down the things tremblingly and rolled herself away, so far that she could almost see afterimages.

Li Hualuo did not expect that she would encounter such a situation, she glanced at Songyang, the man's face was so dark that it was frightening.

Those gentle eyes that always make people feel like a spring breeze are full of haze at the moment, there is not a half of the usual smile left, only the coldness of ice.

If she tried to resist at this time, she always felt that she would be pushed up and beaten.The banshee lowered her eyes without saying a word, showing a little dull emotion.

Li Hualuo is actually not very used to this kind of situation, after all, from a long time ago until now, she has always belonged to the side that takes care of people, and she is the only one who does this kind of thing to others.

Coupled with some inexplicable emotions, she couldn't say a word, and could only quietly wait for Songyang's busy life to end.

"Okay." Songyang cut off a piece of excess gauze and said lightly.

He rarely puts on such a look, or it can be said that Li Hualuo has never seen him have such a look.

However, a long time ago, the members of Amaterasu-in Naraku saw the leader like this, with an expressionless face, as indifferent as a clay statue.

He lowered his eyes to look at the gauze on his hand, the wound was well bandaged, neat and stitched.Li Hualuo glanced at Songyang again, the man lowered his head to pack his things, his hair fell down, covering the expression on his face.

He felt that he should say something, such as sorry for making you worry, but Li Hualuo remained silent for a long time, and still didn't say a word.

She didn't think it was meaningful to say these things at the moment.

"Don't you want to say something?" As a result, Songyang couldn't hold back her words after packing up her things. She raised her head and looked at Li Hualuo, with some helplessness showing from her brows.

"say what?"

Li Hualuo asked in a cold tone.

"Gintoki used to say that he would never dare again, Jinsuke would say sorry to me, and Kotaro would change the subject and pretend nothing happened."

The Songyang Numbers was the reaction of the students in such a scene before, then sighed, and asked with a smile: "Which one do you want to use?"

"This injury is nothing to me." Li Hualuo said lightly, she could feel the speed of the wound's healing, "Tomorrow there will be no trace."

Songyang couldn't help but laugh: "You just have to..."

For some reason, Li Hualuo always felt that Songyang wanted to pounce on her and bite her at this moment, she subconsciously looked away from the window, and purposely turned her face to him indifferently.

In the end, Songyang still rushed forward.

The man leaned down slightly, and gently kissed her pale cheek. The soft and warm touch disappeared in a flash, and the originally fair and somewhat unhealthy complexion was stained crimson.

She turned her head and looked at him angrily.However, Songyang just held her hand and looked back at her with a smile, the emotion in his eyes was soft and unbearable for no reason.

"Don't look at me like that."

Stretching out her hand to cover his eyes, Li Hualuo said bluntly, but the emotion of shaking and trembling was clearly revealed in her tone, anyone could hear it.

"you like me."

Song Yang said.

His tone was extremely soft and full of contented joy, like a flower that just bloomed in early spring, being carried down from the branches by the passing wind, and just fell lightly on the lake, causing slight ripples.

"Do not."

Li Hualuo uttered a word firmly.

"you like me."

Songyang repeated it again, the heart-pounding joy was replaced by the certainty in the words.He maintained that awkward posture of slightly bending over, and did not remove the palms covering his eyes, as if he wanted to watch the expression of the woman in front of him through the darkness.

"Do not."

"you like me."

Songyang said it a third time, and the words even carried the smell of the dust settled.

He confirmed certain facts that did exist but were intentionally concealed, ignoring them, leaving only a pure smile, unhurried, as if he was pronouncing something.

"Lizi, you like me."

So, indeed, there was a frightening, dusty smell, he said to her, almost with a sigh.

Li Hualuo closed her eyes, not wanting to imagine her expression at this moment.She felt that her face must be terribly pale, and perhaps a little frightened, like a patient who just learned that she was terminally ill.

Isn't it too ridiculous to treat such a sincere confession with such an ugly look, but she really can't think of what kind of appearance she should use to face this matter.

We can't go on like this anymore, we absolutely can't let him stay here any longer, we have to send him away.To be sent back to the other side of the stream, to the world that originally belonged to him.

immediately.

Li Hualuo had never been so clearly aware of this problem.

But fortunately, it is not too late now, if you delay it a little longer, if you are really immersed in this trap full of honey.

Maybe it will be as he said, the dust will settle, and then——

Invincible.

Natsume was walking home with the few books he just bought in his arms.Teacher Cat followed behind him, asking to buy steamed buns from Sanweiwu.

The cat ran to the monster's tavern yesterday and got drunk and came back. It came in through the window, and the noise almost woke up Aunt Tazi.

The stuffy Natsume didn't want to talk to him, especially after finding out that his homework was crumpled.It's a pity that Madara doesn't think there is anything wrong with him. The monster's empathy for human teenagers is always a little bit less, so it seems particularly righteous.

One person and one cat are so noisy, but the project is a project after all, and he is always soft-hearted, so halfway through, he went back and bought the desired snacks for Mr. Cat.

When he got home, Aunt Tako hadn't come back yet. Natsume went back to his bedroom, put the books he bought on the table, and opened half of the window that he had closed before going out to get some air.

Mr. Cat was gnawing on the freshly bought steamed buns on the tatami behind him.

It should have been a very ordinary day, and perhaps after a while he would think of going to the woods to see Miss Sotri.

But if he meets that blue bird, the other party will probably remember that no monsters have been sent to him recently to snatch the friend account.

So after pondering for a few seconds, Natsume chose to obediently stay at home and read.But today is destined not to let it just pass by. Under Natsume's surprised eyes, a thousand paper cranes flew in from the window lightly and landed on the window sill.

A faint star-like light remained in the air, this light disappeared quickly, and it was actually not conspicuous.

He recognized it, it was the one that Miss Sotrik had folded before.The materials are two pages of lined paper torn from his homework book.

But the one given to him by Miss Suo Cui was fortunately placed in Xia Mu's schoolbag in case of any danger.

To prove this, Natsume even opened her schoolbag to take a look.

Then it can only be the Thousand Paper Crane that Miss Suo Cui released before, but he disappeared without a trace, how could he suddenly appear here.

Before Natsume could figure it out, the paper crane seemed to be sure that he had seen him, stretched it back and forth, and finally turned into a letter, lying there quietly, glowing with the yellow color of time.

—Miss Sotrik's name was written on the envelope.

"Teacher." He called Madara, picked up the letter that suddenly appeared and handed it over, "This is Miss Suo Cui's letter, do you want to send it to him?"

He thought that his teacher would bring it up to tease Miss Suo Cui, but the Lucky Cat looked at his hands while gnawing on the steamed bun comfortably.

"Where did you get the letter? You don't have anything in your hand."

Summer was stunned.

Looking at his dazed expression, Madara seemed to realize something, and the cat's face showed a consistent, schadenfreude smile.

"It looks like something terrible has happened again, Natsume."

Natsume didn't speak. After all, it was a fact. He always seemed to encounter things that were difficult for ordinary people to encounter.Looking at the letter in his hand that Mr. Cat couldn't see, he sighed and put the letter in his schoolbag.

"Let's go." Putting on her schoolbag, Natsume hugged Madara casually.He didn't mean to ask the cat for permission, just to say something casually.

"Let go of me! Damn guy, I haven't finished my steamed bun yet! Natsume, have you become more and more courageous recently!"

The beckoning cat yelled, but it didn't really resist. After all, he was still curious about where the letter came from.

Walking into the forest with ease, the monsters in the forest are no longer surprised by Natsume's appearance.

Everyone knew that Master Suo Cui especially loved this human boy, and if something happened to him, they would be the ones who would suffer the most.

The boy Natsume who was doted on by these two big monsters was the first to see Songyang. He hesitated for a while, but still didn't say anything about the letter.

"Miss Suo Cui." Natsume walked in, greeted the banshee, and gave the reason he had already thought about on the way here, "I can't do a few questions."

Since Miss Suo Cui and Mr. Matsuyo taught her to finish her homework, Natsume has become very used to coming here to study.

"Have you completely regarded this place as a school?"

The blue bird monster said with a deadpan expression, his tone was cold.She seems to be like this forever, looking indifferent, deserted, arrogant and unattainable.

But just like what Madara said when we first met, this seemingly indifferent monster is actually a bit too good-tempered.

Natsume sat down at the table, looked at the banshee beside her, and calmly turned to the page with the envelope between them. Mr. Matsuyo was facing them with his back, and didn't notice the situation here.

Not sure whether Songyang can read this letter, but he always feels that it is better not to let the other party see it. This intuition comes without reason or warning, but it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Li Hualuo was stunned for a moment, she looked up at Natsume in surprise, the boy looked back at her with a smile, and asked the question softly.

Flicking the letter away, Li Hualuo's heart beat terribly fast.While she was absent-mindedly explaining this topic to the project, her thoughts had all flowed to the letter in her sleeve.

She didn't know what she was afraid of, she had been looking forward to the arrival of this letter, but when it really came, she was even a little sad.

This overly emotional performance is not a good thing for her.Li Hualuo knew very well that being calm and unaffected by foreign affairs was what their profession needed.

She was afraid, terribly afraid.

But even this kind of fear is not advisable.Li Hualuo touched the letter in her sleeve, and her gaze turned to Songyang.

The man turned around and looked back at her almost in the next moment, as if he was paying attention to her eyes all the time.

Maybe not as if, but as a fact.

Li Hualuo finished talking about the topic in a daze, only to realize that what she said was wrong.She frowned, but her thoughts finally came back, she calmed down, and signaled Natsume to cross out all the formulas just listed, and started talking again.

Now Natsume didn't know what expression he should make. He always felt that something was weird, but there was nothing strange about it.

that letter...

Natsume didn't think about it anymore, because Li Hualuo obviously didn't intend to share this matter with him.Li Hualuo finished the math problem. As for Chinese and history, I will leave it to Songyang.

When studying history, Songyang originally just wanted to understand the difference between the two worlds, but found that their histories seemed to be almost the same, the only difference was some names.

It's like a prank, all the names, important people, important place names, and important organization names are only missing one or two characters.

This situation is quite unbelievable, but they obviously have no way of knowing why.Fortunately, because of this, it was very easy for Songyang to teach Natsume.

After finishing today's homework, Natsume said goodbye to the two politely, then hugged Madara and left.Madara really wanted to ask about Li Hualuo's letter, but Songyang never gave them this chance to be alone.

Can't be seen by Songyang, maybe the starting point is different from his own students, but Madara really thinks so.

Li Hualuo silently squeezed the letter in her sleeve tightly.The feedback from the technical department was very fast this time, maybe it was really frightened by her tossing about.

She has no doubt that after these two lessons, the technical department has put herself at the top of the list that must not be messed with.

Li Hualuo closed her eyes, a little wanting to laugh.

Since I can still laugh now, it means that things are not too bad.Li Hualuo calmly analyzed her mental state, and finally came to a rather optimistic result.She felt her sabbatical was imperative.

Not only to suppress the impulse and inertia of destroying the world, but also need to take a vacation to reasonably vent the emotions that can affect the salesman himself, whether good or bad.

So be quicker, and quicker.

Better be so fast that it's all over before she has time to regret it.

The body composed of this string of data streams is so vivid that it seems to be real, but it is not real after all, and Li Hualuo knows this very well.

"Lizi?" Songyang walked behind her, followed Li Hualuo's line of sight to look outside with some doubts, but only saw Linzi and some monsters that hadn't had time to hide.

"I was thinking just now..." Li Hualuo said thoughtfully, turning her face to look at Songyang, "Didn't I let the monsters grab Natsume's friend account recently?"

"..."

Song Yang was speechless for a while.He thought that if Natsume knew that this kind of thing would happen just now, even if he never knew how to solve the problem, he would definitely not come to them.

"No." So he said very calmly, "Since the last time I worshiped that monster, it has been gone."

Li Hualuo fell into deep thought.

"Actually...why do you have to get that thing? Chestnut doesn't really want it, does she? She always treats Natsume like this, that child seems pretty pitiful."

Song Yang said dumbfoundedly, he knew that Li Hualuo just wanted to mess around, this kind of situation is often seen in private schools.

Especially Yinshi, from the first time he and Li Hualuo met, Li Hualuo was always committed to throwing that child out.

"That stuff is fun, so I want it."

Li Hualuo said calmly, she gave this reason countless times, and it was very sufficient, because she just generally found it interesting, so she didn't try to fight for it in particular.

With her index finger against her lips, her eyes moved slightly, as if thinking of something, she couldn't help smiling.This kind of smile seldom appeared on Suo Cui's face, just because it was so rare, it looked very moving like the first melting of ice and snow.

"Do you want to help me?" Li Hualuo looked at Songyang, tilting her head slightly and asked.

"Of course." Songyang replied, smiling, his brows and eyes softened, "I listen to Li Zi."