Chapter 18
When school was over, Natsume Zehei posted the completed poster on the bulletin board, just to cover the propaganda of the Ministry of Literature and Art.

A passing boy noticed his movement and came over and said:

"Student, change your poster to another place to suppress the propaganda of our club."

"Feel sorry."

Natsume Zeping glanced back and leaked the name on the poster.

"."

The boy's face changed, and he turned his head as if he didn't see anything, "Excuse me!"

Looking at the sound of his going away, Natsume Zeping showed no expression.

What does Yu Gonghui, a woman, usually do?

After hesitating for a while, he removed the propaganda from the Literature and Art Department, and then covered the posters from the Spiritual Department.

——Since the pursuit of stimulation, then follow through to the end

The onlookers behind him dared not speak out, but only remembered his handsome face.

Before reaching the creek, Natsume Zeping was blocked by ghosts.

The ghost neither takes revenge nor returns favors, it just wants gifts.

"Natsume."

A grimace was stuck in front of him.

Sayuri looked at him eagerly, and reached out for a gift.

"It was agreed yesterday."

"."

"Are you even lying to ghosts?" Sayuri's dark eyes dimmed.

Natsume Zehei fumbled in his pocket and took out a palm-sized mahogany sword.

"This?" she asked.

"this."

Sayuri took it and looked at it again and again, feeling a little satisfied.

Natsume Zehei felt a little embarrassed to feed so well.

"Natsume, will those two people still come today?" Saiduri spread the haori and threw the mahogany sword into it.

"Probably not." Natsume Zeping shook his head, staring at her chest a few times.

Is this a four-dimensional pocket?

"They don't want to be happy anymore?" Sayuri asked.

"When others look at it, they can't be happy."

Concise and concise, I don't know if she understands or not.

"Why can't you be happy?"

"You hid your favorite things or secrets, would you be happy if someone finds them out?" Natsume Zehei looked around, but still couldn't find the iron box.

Sayuri nodded, and asked again: "Does Natsume have any secrets that she doesn't want to be seen?"

Natsume Zeping paused, "Ghosts don't need to know that much."

"why?"

"No why."

"why?"

"."

Before Sayuri opened her mouth again, Natsume Zehei covered her mouth, looked in the bag again, and found that there was no such thing as a whip and hemp rope, so he gave up.

"A female ghost who likes to ask why won't be liked by others." He spoke with sincerity.

"A person who always says there is no reason will be hated."

One person and one ghost took a few glances, and their expressions were a little unkind.If the weather hadn't been fine, they would have had a quarrel.

After putting the things down, Natsume Zehei looked around.

He planned to stay for a while and go shopping later.

Ginza is famous for its high-end shopping stores. During the day, there is not a lot of traffic, but it is still not as much as at night.Now in the past, there seems to be no use other than wandering around.

Also, a high school student who stays in that kind of place for too long will be questioned by the police.It will be troublesome then.

While thinking, Natsume Zeping looked around a few times, and found many figures in the grass.

What are they trying to do hiding in the grass?
Natsume Zeping didn't understand, but Sayuri did.

She stared at the number of people, and was a little surprised when she found that there were a few fewer.

"."

Natsume Zehei looked around, but still couldn't find the iron box from yesterday, so he picked up a stone and threw it into the river.

'thump.'

The people in the grass were frightened, and Natsume was also satisfied, showing a happy smile.

Sayuri looked at his movements, thoughtful.

After sitting down, Natsume talked about what happened recently, and also talked about the love history of the convenience store uncle (store manager).

For the convenience store uncle, Sayuri has always been very interested, and said that she would go to him when she was free.

Natsume Zeping didn't agree with her idea, but he didn't object either.

He just hinted that if Sayuri went, the uncle would be very happy.

"I say.."

Sayuri turned her head back, "Huh?"

"Where do you live?"

"Where do you live?" Sayuri tilted her head.

Natsume Zehei paused, remembering that ghosts don't need to sleep, and they don't need a home.

"Do you want to go back with me? My house is quite big."

"Natsume, do you want me to go back with you?" Sayuri asked.

"No, it's just a question, don't get too carried away."

Natsume Zehei turned his head to the side, showing a reluctant look.

"I'm still waiting for someone. I can't go now until I see that person. I will go home with Natsume."

She looked at him and forced a smile.

"is it?"

Natsume Zeping felt a little guilty, feeling that he was deceiving an ignorant young ghost.

But it's not appropriate for Xiao Baihe to stay here, and if she gets lost one day, it will be troublesome to find her.

Seeing that his expression was not normal, Sayuri thought that Natsume was a little disappointed, so she pursed her lips, but she didn't know what to say.

After a while, "Natsume, come with me."

A hand reached out and tugged at his sleeve.

Natsume Zeping glanced at the grass behind her, and found Sayuri's iron box in the dark—it was indeed hidden.

He threw it into the river without saying a word.

Tell you to ask so many!

Sayuri opened her mouth, but still didn't say anything, just walked towards the place with a lot of grass.

Natsume Zehei followed, and after walking for about 5 minutes, he arrived at a small hillside with a big tree at the top, covering the sky and the sun.

A small ancestral hall under the tree, about half the height of a person, or is this a shrine?
Natsume Zeping also didn't know who erected this wooden building on the side of the road, which was dedicated to worshiping wild gods.

Generally speaking, they are elderly people who believe in something, so they build a small shrine and worship it every day.

The wooden sign on it has decayed, and the handwriting can be vaguely read. Natsume Zehei leaned over to look, but still didn't see anything.

"my name."

Sayuri said.

Natsume Zehei snorted, "Who set it up for you?"

"The person I'm waiting for."

"Who are you waiting for?"

"forget."

"."

Natsume Zeping scratched his head, wondering if it was just for fun.

He glanced at Sayuri, and reached for the wooden sign.Seeing that she didn't respond, he picked it up and looked at the back.

There are basically no clues. But judging from the traces, the wooden sign has been placed for a long time, probably decades.

After decades, is the person she was waiting for still there?

"Lily."

"Yeah." She replied.

Natsume Zeping paused, but still didn't express his inner guess.

"come on."

"What do you mean by come on?"

Come on, don't you know?Calculated in this way, we have to move forward.

Natsume glanced at Sayuri's clothes and thought she was probably from the shogunate period.I still don't know the exact time, but it's been 200 years.

The more Natsume Zehei thought about it, the more his heart sank.

"It's nothing." He smiled, "If you're waiting for someone, I'll go with you."

Sayuri scratched her head, didn't understand what Natsume meant, and just hummed.

Natsume Zehei stood at the highest point of the hillside and looked down, taking advantage of the distant wind to look at the past.

The waves of time are filled with flames and flying feathers, the old sun cuts the light and shade of the world from every corner, the mottled and damp ancient city of Edo, bloody ronin, and vultures soaring from the wasteland at dusk.

Time is like a tide, extinguishing love and hatred, leaving only a lonely ghost waiting for the past.

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(End of this chapter)

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