Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 135 It was obviously me who came first

Natsume Zehei picked up the disc and looked at it for a few moments. There was nothing on the disc except words. From the outside, it looked like a very simple vcd.

But if you can put this disc in the treasure chest, you can imagine what will be inside.

Natsume Zehei only hoped that the next scene would be purer, and that he would not be a king at the beginning, so that he would still have a chance to save the situation.

"Let's watch it then." Natsume Zehei put the VCD into the slightly old TV next to him, "I didn't expect this TV to be able to watch video tapes."

"Because the shrine has been open for many years, some things will not be thrown away, but will only be stored in the warehouse, and I dug this TV out of the warehouse." Miyagawa Wuyue got out of bed, "I will make some preparations."

The ground she stepped on with slippers slapped, and it didn't take long before she came back with potato chips and Coke in her hand.

"It always feels weird without this when watching a movie." She waved the Coke and sat down beside Natsume Zehei.

Miyagawa Wuyue has a very faint milky fragrance, which is probably body fragrance, which always reminds people of innocent and innocent children. Besides, there is the smell of orange juice and potato chips stained on the pajamas.

Natsume Zehei put the disc into the machine, and the big screen slowly turned black. There was no classic heroine opening, but a drop of water fell into the pool, followed by several transitions, which were more artistic than he imagined. Be professional.

The room was dark, and Miyagawa Wuzuki closed the curtains halfway, so the sunlight was very weak.

Natsume Zeping felt some movement around him, turned his head to meet a pair of twinkling eyes, then stretched out a small hand along the quilt, and gently held him.

The little hand was soft and trembling, the temperature of the palm was a little high, and it was warm to hold.

"May."

Miyagawa Wuyue hissed at Natsume, "I'm a little scared."

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Natsume Zehei looked at her fair wrist through a weak optical fiber. Because she was young at heart, Wuyue didn't seem to realize the difference between the sexes.

Compared to studying, Natsume felt that May should be taught some little knowledge between men and women.

At the beginning of the movie, two heroines with European and American looks appeared. The night was very deep and the rain was heavy, and they both looked good.

"Or European and American movies?"

Miyagawa Wuyue glanced sideways at Natsume Zehei and wanted to ask what Europe and the United States meant, but when the music sounded, she subconsciously tucked herself into the quilt, clinging to the sofa with only half of her head exposed and a pair of bright pupils.

Natsume Zehei smacked his mouth and wondered if a Neko would appear later, or a muscular man with dyed golden hair, or the two together.

The story progressed very slowly. The two heroines were chatting on a rainy night. Natsume Zehei didn't know what they were talking about, but he was really in good shape.

Soon, the appearance of a video tape attracted Natsume's attention, and he realized that the content on the disc was not what he imagined.

It seems that there are still serious movies in the treasure chest, but the names are not serious.

The plot is unfolding, the video tape, the phone call at [-] o'clock in the middle of the night, and the white TV screen. Natsume Zehei noticed the clue, this turned out to be the American drama version of "Midnight Ring", no wonder Miyagawa Wuyue will be this reaction.

Speaking of which, is it really okay to watch horror movies with May?She can accept it?
Natsume Zehei glanced to the side worriedly, noticing his gaze Miyagawa Wuyue handed over a note that he had prepared earlier.

With the faint light, Natsume Zehei could see the words on the note clearly.

'please'

"There are many ways, there is no need to watch horror movies to exercise yourself." Natsume Zeping said.

Miyagawa Wuyue held his hand slightly tighter, lowering her gaze a little frustrated.

Seeing her expression, Natsume Zeping pursed his lips, "However. If you want to try, I can accompany you."

Miyagawa Wuyue nodded, and wriggled frantically in the quilt again. Originally, she was just holding Natsume Zehei's hand, but now almost half of her body is attached to him, and with the development of the plot, the distance between her and Natsume is getting closer In the end, Wuyue simply sat on Natsume's lap, and the upturned butt wrapped in pajamas pressed a deep mark.

Natsume Zehei sniffled unnaturally at the scent of milk that hit his face, and he could touch Wuyue's head as soon as he lowered his nose.

The girl curled up on him, her little hands still covering her face tightly, watching TV with only her eyes exposed.

This is a good example of both food and fun.

With the development of the plot, Natsume Zehei clearly noticed the trembling of the people around him.

"Do you want to close it?"

"No." Miyagawa Wuyue shook his head at him, "You can continue."

Natsume Zehei nodded and suddenly held his breath. He seemed to hear footsteps outside the corridor, but the footsteps were faint.

He wanted to listen to it again, but the sound of the TV suddenly increased, and the plot reached the scariest part.

Miyagawa Wuyue reacted quickly, covered her head with both hands covering her ears, but unfortunately, the feeling of fear was still lingering, even if she blocked her ears, she felt that the sound was still going on, as if the female ghost was really going to come out Came out of the TV.

"Don't watch it anymore." Natsume Zehei immediately turned off the TV, and didn't discuss with Wuyue again.

Wuyue trembled for a while and raised her head, her eyes filled with mist, "You can continue."

"No."

Miyagawa Wuyue lowered her head, this time she didn't write anything, she just let out a shallow oh.

"Are you still afraid?" Natsume Zehei patted her on the back lightly.

"Are Natsume afraid?" Miyagawa Wuyue stared at him.

"afraid."

Natsume Zehei nodded, "I'm afraid too, so your reaction is normal, and you don't need to feel sad."

"Is that so?" Miyagawa Wuyue asked stumblingly.

"You are brave, but this step is too big."

Natsume Zehei couldn't help laughing after finishing speaking, feeling like he was coaxing a child at this moment.

But Wuyue's mental age is indeed a bit behind, and there is a big gap with her physical development. Natsume thinks this may be related to her shy personality. When a person is in a closed environment that lacks information exchange, there will be less motivation for growth.

While Natsume Zehei was thinking, there was a knock on the door, and then the door opened.

Miyagawa Suzune held two bottles of drinks in his hands, which looked like lemonade, and he moved lightly with a smile on his face: "Let's take a rest first, I have prepared drinks for you."

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She stopped moving, looking at the scene in the room with a stiff face, her hands relaxed and the cup in her hand fell naturally.

'boom. '

The lemonade fell on the floor with a loud noise.

The voice attracted Natsume's attention, and Natsume Zehei turned his head to look at the miko outside the door, his expression froze, and he opened his mouth to explain, but Wuyue hugged him again.

Miyagawa Suzune took a deep breath, suspecting that she was wrong.

In the room, the younger sister and Natsume Zehei hugged each other, looking at each other with some affection, there were some tears in the corners of Wuyue's eyes, I don't know if they were tears of happiness, or something else.

She opened her mouth and couldn't say a word for a long time, her movements were sluggish and she let the lemonade soak her slippers.

In the end, Miyagawa Suzune felt a little wronged.

"Obviously I came first"

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(End of this chapter)