Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 3 Sayuri

She was silent, and he was silent, neither one person nor ghost moved.

After a while, she reached out and he backed away.

Natsume Zehei didn't stop until there was no way to retreat.

He looked back at Xiaohe, and calculated that the probability of surviving falling into it should be a little higher than zero, a little lower than one, rounded up to infinity.

However, there is a monk in the distance, and there is still a glimmer of life.

While thinking this way, Natsume Zehei saw the monks jump up to the big god.

Or follow her.

With the thought of dying, Natsume Zehei closed his eyes.

After a while, there was a cold feeling on the neck.

Natsume Zeping waited for a long time, but he still didn't feel suffocated, so he opened his eyes and looked down.

She bit her neck, but didn't force it, just licked.

What is this for?
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He stretched out his hand, put it on her head tentatively, and pushed it gently.

Sensing Natsume's movements, the female ghost looked up at him, her pure black eyes and expressionless pretty face made Natsume's heart beat faster...it was frightening.

The female ghost looked at Natsume and tilted her head slightly.

She doesn't understand.

Are normal people so calm when they see ghosts?
Or, has this world become something she can't understand?
But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, ghosts don't need to think so much.

Natsume Zeping didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

The ghost seemed harmless.

Probably having had enough bites, she raised her head.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Not afraid."

The female ghost nodded, "You are the second person who can see me, and the first person who is not afraid of me."

"Is there anyone else who can see you?"

"In my memory, he died very early."

Natsume Zehei felt hit by an arrow in the back.

He took a step back, moved a little away from her, and asked:

"What are you doing here?"

"Wait someone."

wait?

Natsume Zehei looked around. This place belongs to the wilderness. Except for the corpses of members of the Yakuza passing by, no normal people will come at other times.

Is her purpose revenge, life-threatening, or love?
But no matter what, what she wants to do has nothing to do with her. The so-called people don't commit ghosts, and ghosts don't commit crimes.

"The government has opened a tram line there. Due to the policy, it is planned as farmland, and few people will leave. Wait in another place. I think the temple is very good."

The monk in the distance felt cold behind his back, looked around but found nothing.

The female ghost groaned, but couldn't hear the tone.

"Also, don't let people see you if you have nothing to do. If a mage comes to save you, you won't be able to wait for the person you want to wait for."

"Mage?"

She tilted her head suspiciously.

"Like that." Natsume Zehei pointed to her, and several monks danced to the big god.

"Can they save me?"

"Sure, I don't know either. There are probably a few fierce ones who can play big and powerful Tianlong."

She nodded slightly, thinking about something.

While the female ghost was meditating, Natsume Zeping glanced at her several times.

The female ghost was wearing a black-patterned feather weave, with iris flowers embroidered on the left side, with gold trim at the end of the flowers, and the clothes on the chest were propped up, outlining a round curve.

Looking at this costume, it should be from the shogunate period.

Not paying attention to Natsume's strange eyes, the female ghost raised her head:

"I don't think it's possible. In this year, no one can see me except you, let alone save me."

"Is that right?"

The monks in Tokyo are not as strong as Fahai.

"Your name, can you tell me?"

Her sudden opening interrupted Natsume Zehei's train of thought, but it was only for a moment before he blurted out.

"Natsume, Natsume Zehei doesn't have a friend account, and he doesn't have a cat."

"what?"

The female ghost tilted her head, with a little doubt on her expressionless face.

"Nothing, I just remind you."

Natsume Zehei rubbed his hands, glanced at the system, and found that the life span had not changed.

If it's not life, what is she licking? Could it be that she just tasted it?
Natsume sniffed herself, but there was no special fragrance.

She stood still and said softly, "You can call me Xiao Bai He."

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small?

This is not small.

"Sayuri, what a nice name."

Natsume Zeping praised from the heart.

Sayuri poked his face, "Natsume is also very nice."

Business blows each other, no matter which dynasty is out of date.

Sayuri circled around him twice, with her long legs rising and falling, a deep purple could be faintly seen at the hem of the open and closed skirt.

"Natsume, you smell so good. There is a smell that attracts me very much."

"fragrant?"

Natsume Zeping felt flustered suddenly, but what hadn't happened in two lifetimes?
He just took a step back and stabilized his mind:
"Maybe it's because of the perfume I wore before."

"Then, can I have a taste? Just one."

"No."

He took another step back, his face a little wary.

"Is that so?" Sayuri was a little disappointed, but she still didn't force him.

In fact, she doesn't need to eat, she took a few mouthfuls just now, just to taste the taste.

In her eyes, Natsume was like chewing gum.

As the cold wind blew, Natsume Zeping exhaled, rubbed his hands again, and began to cough.

It was not until a faint smell of blood was coughed out of his mouth that he barely stopped.

"Is it because of me?"

Sayuri turned her pure black pupils and asked curiously.

Those slender hands also slowly moved to Natsume's forehead, feeling his body temperature.

So warm.

"No, my health has been so poor since junior high school." Natsume Zehei explained.

The poor health is indeed due to ghosts, but not this one.

"Then, Natsume will come to accompany me soon, right?" Sayuri thought.

Natsume Zehei's face darkened, but in any case, as a human being, he would not be angry with ghosts.

"I will come, but definitely not in the form of a ghost, please give up your heart."

At this time, the monks finished their work, and they came to look at Natsume strangely.

"Brother, your shoulders are soaked."

Natsume Zeping thanked him and straightened his umbrella, but his left shoulder, which was not covered by the umbrella, was wet by the rain.

Sayuri looked at Natsume's shoulder and tilted her head.

After a long time, she stood outside and said, "I'm not afraid of water, I just hate rain."

Natsume took a closer look, the rain was dripping down through her body, but the place where it touched was somewhat illusory.

"I see." Natsume Zeping took the umbrella back.

"Thank you."

"No, just be less scary in the future."

"Scary?"

Sayuri was a little puzzled, she didn't know why she scared others.

"There were rumors in the school that a female ghost in black was seen here." Natsume Zehei looked at her, "Is it you?"

"I don't know, but I'm the only one in this area." Sayuri pondered. "If you insist, a few days ago, a few people came over at night and fell into the ditch."

"Then it won't be rumored that there are ghosts?" Natsume Zeping asked.

"On that tree, there is a black dress." Sayuri pointed to the old feather weave hanging on the tree not far away.

Natsume Zehei sighed. Now high school students, what kind of adventure do they play without sleeping in the middle of the night?

All in all, what Amamiya Megumi explained can be considered clear.

He knelt down and chatted with Sayuri a few words.

Maybe it's because she hasn't talked to anyone for too long, and Sayuri listens to everything with gusto.Natsume Zehei talked about the changes in the world in the past few years, the sad love history of the uncle in the nearby convenience store, and the advanced mathematics that he just learned recently.

She just listened quietly, occasionally glancing at Natsume.

This season, the sky is getting dark very fast.After a while, it was so dark that it was difficult to see the road clearly.

Natsume Zehei patted his pants and stood up, stretched his hand out of the umbrella, the rain had stopped.

"Are you leaving?" Sayuri asked softly.

"It's getting late." Natsume Zehei didn't deny it, "He's not in good health, and it's easy to catch a cold when he returns home late."

"Is that so?" Sayuri asked him, "Will you come tomorrow?"

"Come here?"

Natsume Zehei's tone was hesitant, he looked at Sayuri's expressionless face, and finally nodded:
"Come here if you have nothing to do."

"I believe in you. You must come."

Don't keep a straight face when you say such cute words!
Natsume Zehei touched his left shoulder, the clothes here were already soaked.How many days will it take to dry in such weather?
Before going far, Sayuri said again:

"If you don't come, I'll go find you."

Natsume Zeping faltered and ran away without looking back.

(End of this chapter)