Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

When Natsume Takashi woke up, it was almost dusk.The blue of the sky is covered by a series of colors of red, orange, and bright yellow, and the sun disc sinks and disappears into the horizon.

But the wind at this time has a cool taste, soothing the summer heat.

After Natsume Takashi opened the door, there was a long corridor behind him, as well as in front of him.He lifted his feet and walked in the corridor, but his brain was thinking.Dusk and dawn, in neon, are called the time of encountering demons. This is because at this time, the yin and yang worlds alternate, resulting in chaos, and the ghosts of the yin world travel at night.

Hundred Ghosts at Night.

Natsume Takashi didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that the setting sun at this time had an indescribable feeling, if he really wanted to say, it was scarlet. "Illusion?" Natsume Takashi shook his head, planning to take a stroll around the house, after all, now is not a good time to go out.

With the mentality of visiting, he looked slowly, every place has Zen and charm, it is the most traditional Japanese house.

He found a random place and sat down, breathing the clean air. Natsume Takashi looked at the rocks in front of him with amber eyes.

Something flashed by.

Natsume Takashi was stunned for a moment, he looked carefully, and there was something flowing.

"It's an enchantment."

Madara's voice sounded behind him.Natsume Takashi turned his head, and a big monster in the shape of a naive beckoning cat slowly walked over.

"It's incredible, there are barriers and magic circles everywhere here." Natsume Takashi calmed down, and as expected, no matter the ground, rocks, walls, or even the sky, there are complex lines, as if flowing, and there is brilliance circulation.

That's probably why, the air in this house is so clean.

"This is not just a simple purification enchantment, defense, attack, and isolation from prying eyes, tsk tsk, what a great deal." Madara glanced over and recognized some, but most of them were unfamiliar magic circles.In the modern age of rapid technological development, the mysteries are retiring, and now they are all exorcisers, and there are very few onmyojis. Along with them, there is also onmyoji.

Although there are still Onmyoji families that survive to this day, they are really far from the Onmyoji in the Heian period.

"Master Natsume."

Natsume Takashi was taken aback by the cold, temperatureless female voice from behind him. It was as if the other party had suddenly appeared behind him, making people defenseless.

Crexby looked where he had looked before, and there was nothing strange about it.

Withdrawing her gaze, she handed Natsume an omamori, "Please take it well, considering the character of Master Natsume, I chose the appearance of an omamori."

Natsume Takashi took Mimori and looked at it curiously, and rubbed his fingers through the fabric, it was a little hard, it seemed to be some kind of metal product, "Well, what's inside Claire?"

Ordinary wards are filled with wooden boards or pieces of paper, but the wards given to him by Cressby definitely have nothing like that inside.And the pattern on the guard is also a bit strange, it seems to be a snake that is entwined or connected at the end.

"Be sure to carry it with you and never leave it for a moment."

Crexbe asked again, Natsume Takashi nodded.Put it away properly in front of Crexbe, seeing his action, the mercury-haired maid nodded, "I will work with you in the next few days."

Natsume Takashi looked at her, "Maybe it's a little too much trouble for you."

Natori invited him to Kyoto on Monday, and naturally he would also take him around Kyoto.

Cressby was unmoved, "It's okay, this is also the order of the husband." After discussing with Natsume Takashi, she stood up, and it was time to prepare dinner.

Natsume Takashi, who was left behind, and Mr. Cat looked at each other, "What's in here?" Natsume Takashi put his hand in the pocket that contained the guard, and murmured, he always felt that the other party's attitude was a bit too much. Serious, but Cressby always looks cold, making it impossible to see what is really going on in her heart.

never mind.Natsume Takashi pushed himself back, and he would not harm him after all.

......

Only then did Natsume Takashi learn that this house has an independent hot spring, and he is walking towards that at the moment.Soon he felt the wet vapor.

"Natsume, Kishi?"

Natsume Takashi, who entered the water, was stunned for a moment, and he walked towards the place where the voice came from, "Mr. Yakuro?" The light golden hair spread out, and the other party's light blue eyes were like a lake on a snow mountain, clear and bright.The water vapor made the other party's alluring appearance even more provocative, Natsume Takashi looked at the other party carefully.

Isn't it makeup on the face?Or texture?

"Do you care about this?" The drug seller looked at the restless young man beside him, who seemed quite at a loss after being found out about his thoughts. On the other hand, Mr. Cat was floating on the water, looking very leisurely.

The drug seller gently caressed the red lines with his fingers, and he lowered his eyes slightly, his light blue pupils covered by his slender eyelashes. "No, that, sir, didn't come to take a hot spring." Natsume Takashi changed the subject, although it was a bit too blunt, but the drug seller still followed his topic.

"Fumeng doesn't like hot springs very much."

Natsume Takashi blinked, don't you like soaking in hot springs?

"Don't look at him like that, in fact, he is very conservative in his bones." The drug seller hooked a strand of hair with his fingers and pushed it behind his ears, revealing his pointed ears that were different from ordinary humans.

Natsume Takashi leaned on the stone, "Hey, is that so? I was taken aback when I saw Mr. today." He smiled a little shyly. After all, one person has two completely different temperaments, no matter who they are Everyone will be taken aback, as if they have changed into a different person in an instant.

"Indeed." The drug seller seemed to understand him very well.

Natsume Takashi gradually relaxed, "Well, Mr. Yakuro, what is your relationship with Mr.? Are you friends?" The appropriate water temperature made him unable to close his eyes. After losing his vision, his hearing became more sensitive.

The drug seller looked at the water, "Probably."

"Probably?" Natsume Takashi was a little strange, a friend is a friend, how could there be such a word as "probably?"What's more, what he saw, the two were indeed very close, or did they?Aunt Fujiwara's words suddenly came to mind, partner?Natsume Takashi's body stiffened suddenly, he didn't have any strange eyes on it.

only......

"Although I don't know what you're thinking. But it's not."

The drug seller's words brought Natsume Takashi back to his thoughts, he smiled at the drug seller, the blush on his cheeks was very obvious.

Looking at his appearance, the drug seller thought thoughtfully, "Natsume-kun, I think it's better for you to leave." Natsume Takashi looked back, his amber eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.

"If you look like this, you will faint in the hot spring." Natsume Takashi paused for a moment at the words of the drug seller. He nodded, followed the words of the drug seller, and walked towards the shore.

Teacher Cat asked him if he had any questions, and after getting a negative answer, he nestled back in peace.Natsume Takashi seemed to feel something, and looked back in a strange way. In the mist, the figure of the young man was extremely blurry, but inexplicably, he could feel that the other party was looking at him.

Natsume Takashi shook his head, but felt a little dizzy.Putting on a bathrobe and walking slowly along the corridor, the oncoming wind refreshed my mind instantly.

The eyes saw a beautiful picture that could never be forgotten in a lifetime.

In the courtyard, a man in a dark bathrobe hangs his eyes down, and what stays on his fingers is a butterfly made of light, light and beautiful. If there is only one, it is not impossible to forget it in a lifetime, but if there is one piece, it will not be forgotten. Will be called a memory that never fades.

A butterfly flapped its wings and flew towards Natsume Takashi, and finally landed on his shoulder. The butterfly did not only have one fixed color, but was changing colors.

Natsume Takashi stood on the spot cautiously, for fear that he would make a big move and startle the other party.

"Relax, Natsume-kun."

Mr. Floating Dream's voice came, he strolled over and sat on the edge, the butterfly that landed on his finger before was flying around him.

Natsume Takashi moved and found that the butterfly on his shoulder hadn't flown away, so he walked over carefully and sat down beside the man.

Only then did Takashi Natsume realize that those butterflies were not the same as Mr. Fumeng's, as long as the other's was bigger and the patterns on the wings were more delicate.

The two of them didn't talk, and the butterflies scattered into several rivers of light like streams of light.

Natsume Takashi's amber eyes were lit by these light-colored butterflies, as if there were countless lights and stars.The butterflies fluttered, and the scales that fell were also colored, like gravel carrying colorful memories and time.They spiraled upwards, and eventually dispersed in the sky, flying to various places.

"It really squeezes people."

Mr. Fumeng said lightly, he stood up, looked at Natsume Takashi who was still sitting there, he was a bit shocked and couldn't react, "Okay, go back to sleep."

Natsume Takashi opened his mouth, he looked at Mr. Fumeng, and then at the sky.

Mr. Fumeng chuckled, "Good night, Natsume-kun."

The opponent's black bathrobe and long hair seemed to blend into the night, Natsume Takashi watched the opponent leave, and couldn't help scratching his head.

"You're here, Natsume." Madara walked over and seemed to have been looking for him for a while.Natsume Takashi's heart was still beating violently, he covered the position of his heart, his eyes sparkled, "Teacher, did you see it?" He was referring to the grand performance just now.

Teacher Cat scratched his ears, "What? What happened? It's time to go back to sleep."

Natsume Takashi followed behind the cat teacher, and there were still butterflies made of light in his brain, and the man surrounded by them, and colorful scales fell from the whole sky.

Teacher Cat took a look at Natsume Takashi, who had finally calmed down, this silly boy.

Those butterflies are not for living people to see.

The seven-fold butterfly, changing colors, the butterfly made of light, can lead the way for people, whether it is for the living or the dead, bringing the living who strayed into the underworld and dreams back to the yang world, and taking the dead to the place they should go.

【あなたを行くべきところに连れて行きます.

Take you where you need to go. 】

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The author has something to say:

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You can guess what the Omori that Claire gave you is!

The Sevenfold Butterfly appears again!It's been mentioned before.

The "can squeeze people" that the gentleman said refers to the ghost lamp, because the seven-fold butterfly can bring the dead to hell, so I entrusted the gentleman.

祝大家六一节快乐hhhhh感谢在2020-05-3122:34:02~2020-06-0123:25:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Yiye Zhishuangqiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!