Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 86
When I went home at night, a lot of flowers withered in the yard, piled up in a mess on the ground.

Natsume waited at the entrance for a while, before the little female ghost greeted her, guessing that she was still working.

After waiting for a while, he heard the sound of games in the living room.

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Probably lost him.

Natsume Zehei shook his head, took off his shoes and walked inside.

The living room was not lit, and it was a little dim, but the TV screen was flickering, illuminating a corner in front of the tatami mats.

The spring wind bypassed the farmland and blew in along the electric poles, blowing all over the house. Natsume Zehei took a look and closed the window.

He looked through the calendar and felt that this spring has been a long time, which makes people tired.

Calculating the time, there is still more than a month before the arrival of summer.

Natsume tore off the calendar that hadn't been torn off for a few days, and hung it in the window again.

"What do you want to eat?" He stopped beside the little female ghost.

"Grilled fish, fried chicken, and vegetables, put more salad." Sayuri was playing a game, and there were some garbage piled up around her, mostly snack bags.

She turned her head to see that Natsume was coming, and handed over the biscuits.

"No." He shook his head.

"Oh" Sayuri took out the chocolate again.

"Forget it, give it to me."

Natsume Zehei took it over, and said another sentence:
"Stop after this game."

"Okay." Sayuri replied.

Natsume Zehei walked to the kitchen, put on an apron, picked up a spatula, and prepared dinner.

The gas stove was turned on, and the cold smell in the room was a little less, and it also added a bit of oily smoke.

It got dark very quickly outside the window, and in just half an hour, I saw the moon.

The sizzling sound of the oil suppressed the wild cat's yelling, and the fragrance spread, which even attracted ghosts.

When Natsume turned her head, Sayuri was waiting on the chair.

He plated the dishes and served them to the table.

"Why haven't I seen you go to the river recently?"

"I won't go any more." Sayuri took the bowls and chopsticks.

Natsume Zehei paused, looked back at Sayuri and frowned slightly:

"what happened?"

"The house was burned."

"Of course I knew the house was burned."

Natsume Zehei organized his language, "I mean why don't you go there and wait for someone."

"After waiting for so long, there is no result. I wonder if she is still here"

Sayuri scratched her head, feeling a little disappointed: "Maybe it's because she doesn't want to come see me, or there are other reasons."

Natsume Zeping tapped her head, "Don't think about it, it will come in a few years."

"Three years later and three years later," Sayuri muttered.

"Isn't this waiting for me?"

Natsume Zehei smiled, "There is always hope."

"Natsume will leave too."

"I do not know."

"Didn't Natsume say it was only one year?"

"I can become a ghost even if I die."

"That's true." Sayuri nodded, and glanced at Natsume again: "Does Natsume have any wishes now?"

"Maybe not."

"That's not okay. To become a ghost, you need some wishes."

Natsume Zehei stopped the spatula in his hand and turned on the range hood, "Then I will accompany you."

Sayuri smiled like a fool.

She picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the fried chicken, showing a satisfied expression, "Yes."

I don't know if it's the taste or something else.

Natsume Zeping shook his head, "Don't eat it yet, watch the fire for me."

"it is good"

Saiduri floated beside Natsume, and said again: "The shrine, there is a strange feeling."

"Strange feeling?"

Natsume Zehei chewed, but still didn't understand Sayuri's meaning, "What aspect."

"Close, familiar and smells like Natsume's body." Saiduri ate a few more mouthfuls, and was knocked on the head by Natsume Zehei before she calmed down.

"My taste?"

Natsume Zehei lowered his head and sniffed at the mouth of his clothes, but could smell nothing except the smell of special laundry detergent.

"Maybe I smelled it wrong."

"My feeling should be right"

Sayuri scratched her head, a little puzzled.

Natsume Zehei chopped up the vegetables, mixed some salad, and did not forget to turn off the fire when he served it, so he had finished dinner.

While eating, he looked up at Sayuri.

"Is the person who played the game with you still there?"

"Here I am."

"How about it?"

"She's a good cook."

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Natsume couldn't help laughing, "I mean, would you like to play with her?"

"willing."

Sayuri nodded.

"Regular work and rest, don't play games all day, and forget about work." Natsume Zehei said again.

"it is good"

"Eat less snacks, as it is easy to attract mice."

"it is good"

"Put away the finished comics and don't put them on the floor."

"it is good"

"Don't sleep in my bed tonight."

"not good."

On Tuesday, the skies cleared up and there was a little more sun.

In the blue sky, there are birds standing on the poles from time to time.

The first class in the morning is also a class meeting.

Konda Yumiko walked into the classroom full of energy.

She scribbles on the blackboard and finally settles on a theme.

'sports'

"The above is what we will discuss today." Yumiko Konda glanced around and patted the blackboard.

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Everyone in the audience was silent and looked at each other, unable to understand what she was doing.

Konda Yumiko took out a list of people who failed the physical test. "Everyone knows that there is an academic ability system in the school. This system is related to your admission, comprehensive quality evaluation, and even files."

"And sports, as an item second only to study, has a high proportion. Therefore, those who are unqualified will be recorded by this system."

"teacher!"

Someone raised their hand.

"Say."

"What happens if you don't qualify for sports?"

"Affects further studies." Yumiko Konda didn't say the whole thing, but she also had good intentions, "Please also pay attention to your sports performance. If there is no real reason, such as illness or menstruation, other people must participate in the activities."

Natsume Zehei felt that many eyes were looking at him, he pursed his lips, and stared at Yumi Sato who was watching the most.

"Why are you so fierce?" Yumi Sato said in a low voice, withdrawing her gaze.

"Similarly, we will conduct physical exercise with Class C next. I want to emphasize again that there is no hard requirement for this exercise. You can come or not, but I still hope that everyone can come." Yumiko Konda said.

"report!"

"speak."

"Can I ask Miyagawa-san to help with training?"

"can."

Before cheering, Yumiko Konda tapped the blackboard again, "But she only teaches girls."

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"Also, if someone has a problem with the test, I will arrange someone to provide special counseling."

Natsume Zehei looked up, expressionless.

"it is good!"

In the group of girls, there were constant discussions, and some people secretly looked at him.

Konda Yumiko clapped her hands, "After talking about the business, let's start the exam."

"It's the same as last week's rule. Unqualified people stay and receive tutoring! You must participate in the tutoring of the cultural class, and you are not allowed to have any opinions on this."

"Ugh"

There was a groan.

Natsume Zehei glanced at the test paper after it was handed out, but Yumiko Konda took it away before he could do anything.

"You don't need to take the test, it's a waste of time."

"I'm a student for the time being."

"This paper is not suitable for you, and there is no point in doing it."

Natsume Zehei opened his mouth, "Then what should I do?"

"Proctor, sit in the back." Yumiko Konda moved a chair for him, "If you feel bored, you can sleep, just don't disturb them."

"."

"By the way, come to my office after the second period. I have something to talk to you about."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)