Grandmother Dressed Up

The night when the full moon is high.

On a low hill next to a certain remote town, a group of mid-level monsters who looked very different from humans curiously surrounded a huge white cocoon that shimmered faintly under the moonlight.

It is not entirely correct to say that it is white, it is more like countless translucent silk threads wrapped into a cocoon, so the monsters around can see the looming shadow in the white cocoon through the dim light, like a curled up human figure.

This white cocoon suddenly appeared on the low hill tonight when the full moon was out. The spiritual power leaking from the top and bottom of the white cocoon was not dirty at all, and even had a sweet fragrance that was very attractive to monsters. , So all the monsters living on the low hill gathered here, showing their salivating expressions at the white cocoon.

Some greedy monsters rushed forward and wanted to bite the cocoon to gain power, but before they even had time to touch the cocoon, they were sent flying several meters away by the spiritual power on the cocoon. It was like being poisoned and turned purple, and the pain was unbearable.

Just when all the monsters on the short hill were about to give up, they suddenly saw a crack in the translucent white cocoon like a cracked shell!

More intense light leaked through the gap, and the white cocoon like an eggshell continued to crack, and the sound like a cracking eggshell once again attracted the attention of all monsters.

They knew that what was in the cocoon... was coming out.

The full moon hanging high in the night sky, shining brightly from the moon, contrasted with the brilliance leaking from the shattered white cocoon, which made the monsters around feel extremely dazzling.

The moment they closed their eyes, they heard a soft sound of "Ka--", the dazzling light disappeared almost instantly, and the monsters who regained their vision looked at the white cocoon that had been half shattered at this moment with rapid breathing. .

What appeared in the white cocoon was indeed a "person", and it seemed to be a "woman" with black long hair that dragged the ground.

That "person" curled up in the only remaining cocoon shell, his face was covered by long hair, but he was not naked as the monsters had guessed before. Instead, he was wearing a long kimono of the same black color, and the kimono was outlined with silver lines. The gorgeous painted feathers are like butterflies, and the waist of the kimono is a bright red bow button. The red silk hangs down to the ground and curves with the evening wind.

Even a youkai who doesn't care about the world can see that this kimono used to be very beautiful and luxurious, but now... it has become dilapidated.

The silver thread that outlines Butterfly Eha is broken, and there are some cracks in the neckline of the kimono where the clavicle and shoulders are exposed. The silk loincloth that should have been extremely elegant also has many holes. The "human" jade-like white legs in the cocoon shell.

Even those monsters who were only coveting the sweet spiritual power were dazzled by that touch of jade white.

"The white cocoon has disappeared!" The monsters who were about to give up because of the white cocoon's attack, after seeing the cocoon shell falling to the ground without a trace, almost drooled towards the figure in the broken kimono. past.

After the white cocoon shattered, the sweet taste of spiritual power became stronger and stronger. Some monsters who lacked restraint could not bear the temptation at all. While rushing towards the figure, they stretched out their hands to touch the jade white, as if they were Chase the most delicious delicacies in this world.

Until a monster's hand was about to touch the corner of the figure's clothes, no monster was attacked by spiritual power, as if the figure in the cocoon had really let go of all its defenses and could be slaughtered at any time!

but……

"Noisy."

The moment the monster touched the broken corner of the clothes, a lazy voice sounded, and countless thorny thorns with crystal red in the black sprang wildly from the ground under their feet, piercing the monsters' flesh in an instant. body, piercing their hands and feet.

In just a few seconds, all the monsters who attacked impulsively were all nailed in place by the thorns, and their bodies quickly turned purple from the punctured wounds, and the severe pain that followed made the monsters howl loudly in pain , screams and cries for help resounded throughout the hills under the moon.

"Shut up!" The voice came again, soft and clear, but still able to be heard by all the monsters amidst the continuous wailing.

The wailing caused by the pain could not be stopped in an instant, but in the next second the entire hill became silent, and the monster with the black and red thorns still showed pain, but it screamed silently as if it was performing a pantomime.

This flat land where the moonlight can be seen turned into a black-red thornbush in the blink of an eye. The black thorny red thorns are like some unknown jade crystals, but there is danger that makes people unable to move their eyes. beauty.

... It was like the figure slowly getting up from the cocoon shell at this moment.

The long black hair dragged to the ground, and the figure standing there in the broken kimono was unexpectedly tall. The slender white legs were faintly visible because of the broken kimono, and the neckline had slipped from the shoulders, showing extremely white under the moonlight.

But the "person" didn't seem to care about these at all, just raised his head to reveal the face covered by long hair before, it was a kind of beauty as beautiful as a poisonous rose with thorns, obviously without any trace of makeup, but his lips were like As red as a drop of blood...the beauty is breathtaking.

Those monsters who controlled their desires at the last moment and stayed outside the thorn bushes quietly looked at the "human" standing out of the cocoon, and felt that neither humans nor monsters were as beautiful as they were in their impressions. "female".

No serious artist could find a blemish except... except for a flat chest.

The "man" who walked out of the cocoon glanced at the monster standing outside, then stepped into the thorn bushes, and walked towards the monster outside. The thorns along the road shattered into pieces before touching the "man"'s body. The dark red fireflies disappeared, and the feet without shoes stepped on the hills all the way to the monsters.

He looked down at a chunky middle-level monster, his black eyelashes cast a fan shadow, and then raised his hand.

Just when the mid-level monster thought that the "person" was going to kill him, they saw the "person" pull out a butterfly hairpin decorated with crystal diamonds from his messy hair, and handed it to the squat monster.

"Take this and go get some wine." The man in the cocoon has a lazy posture, but his voice is not soft and charming, just like the sweetness of the spiritual energy around him, it is like the entrance of a clear spring, and the voice of a young man is moist and deep.

Just listening to the voice, I can't tell the gender.

"Yes, yes... yes, big... my lord." The short and fat middle-level monster tremblingly took the expensive-looking hairpin, and after seeing the "person" waved his hand in a hurry, he immediately He turned around and rushed down the mountain.

Ordinary people can't see monsters, so it's impossible to buy wine, but they can always exchange for good wine.

"Big... my lord." The rest of the monsters' legs were weak for a while, and they couldn't stand upright.

The other party seems to be a big monster who can restrain spiritual power at will, because since the adult walked in front of them, the sweet fragrance that has been lingering in their noses has disappeared, which makes the remaining monsters No impulsive gaffe again.

But the big monster that appeared in the cocoon just glanced at them, then turned and left.

Nothing was said.

Only the broken cocoon shells remained, gradually turning into nothingness under the moonlight.

After leaving the group of monsters with low spiritual power, Zuiyue woke up from the cocoon and walked all the way to the highest point of the hill, but found that it was full of trees, and the moonlight could not be seen clearly when she looked up.

So, Zuiyue went all the way down, and found a huge and smooth rock near the foot of the mountain. Sitting there, when she looked up, she saw a full moon, and she could feel the moonlight as soon as she raised her hand.

He doesn't know where he is at the moment, let alone what time it is, but every time he voluntarily turns into a cocoon, he will sleep for three to forty years, and then wake up in a completely strange place.

"It's the moonlight, it never changes." Out of the corner of Zuiyue's eyes, he saw a figure running away in a hurry. He also had two white porcelain wine jugs in his hand, and he picked them up and shook them slightly, causing a burst of light wine fragrant.

Every time I wake up, it seems to be when the moon is full, surrounded by a group of greedy monsters.

The monsters on the hill were trembling because of the appearance of Zuiyue, but Zuiyue just sat on the rock where the moonlight could be clearly seen and drank, drinking from moonlit night to sunset, and from sunrise to moonset.

Zuiyue would get up from the rock every time the wine was finished, so the monsters who were afraid of him kept giving him wine and waited on him carefully.

Zuiyue's eyes are very good, plus the rock is close to the bottom of the mountain, he can see the ordinary town beside the mountain, the traffic lights in the town, pedestrians walking and occasional vehicles passing by.

There is also a simple grocery store near the foot of the mountain. Primary school students who study not far away often pass by the grocery store and stop to buy some cheap snacks with the pocket money given by adults.

After just looking at it for a few days, Zuiyue found that there was a child who never went to the grocery store to buy things, and always walked alone among the noisy elementary school students, wearing ill-fitting clothes and carrying a worn-out schoolbag. Every time I pass by a grocery store, I lower my head and quicken my pace.

Of course, this is not the main reason why Zuiyue noticed that child, it's just that every time the child walked near the big rock where Zuiyue was sitting, he would pause indiscernibly, then looked up at Zuiyue, and went down. Immediately for a second, he pretended to look around in a panic, and then ran away.

The monster on the hill said that ordinary people in this world cannot see monsters.

But Zuiyue was sure that that child was special among human beings.

but……

What does this have to do with him?

Zuiyue, who didn't know how many times he saw the child running past in a hurry, shrugged indifferently, he was not interested in the kid at all, and he didn't have the slightest intention to talk to the child.

Zuiyue just sat on the rock like this, not afraid of the sun, but also enjoying the moonlight.

When the moonlight streamed down, a pair of huge, broken shadows of butterfly wings appeared on the rock behind Zuiyue. The ugly gaps on the wings of the shadows seemed to be healing at a very slow speed under the moonlight. .

I don't know how long he sat on the rock, and how much wine he drank as tribute from the monsters...

One day, when the child with light brown hair and amber eyes appeared again, Zuiyue rarely put down the wine bottle, closed her eyes and rested quietly in the sunshine.

"Natsume, you monster! Did you talk to the invisible monster again in class today?!"

"Hahaha!"

"Well!"

Zuiyue opened her eyes, and saw a few nasty children picking up stones from the side of the road, and hitting the child on the body as soon as she raised her hand.The child who seemed to be able to see monsters used his short arms to protect himself, holding back the pain and groaning every time he was hit.

"Natsume?" Hearing this surname, Zuiyue whispered subconsciously.

This seemed to be the first time he had made a sound in front of the child named Natsume, so the child subconsciously looked up at the direction on the rock.

"Monster, what did you see again!"

Another stone fell on Natsume's shoulder.

"Natsume... Reiko." Zuiyue thought of a woman named Natsume he knew.

His memory is not very good, but he always remembers the outstanding women he has met, especially those outstanding women who have a good friendship with him.

Now hearing the surname "Natsume", Zuiyue remembered that she once drank with a woman named "Natsume Reiko".

After both "people" were drunk... they even asked for help.

Zuiyue, who was indulging in memories, didn't notice that the child surnamed Natsume who always ran away from the rocks in a hurry stopped for the first time, stood there, raised his head, and looked at him with a surprised expression.