【Ming Langming】The Butterfly Fairy Tale of the Black Cat

Lang Yue gently walked to the door and listened to the movement for a while, and after confirming that his parents would ignore him, he went to the bed and sat down. The black cat unceremoniously occupied the pillow of the owner of the room, and he rolled it into a cat The dumplings seem to be enjoying themselves.On the other hand, Namikoshi rubbed the cat's fur and began to think about something that might be important.

For example, the name of a cat.

"How about black coffee? There are too many cats named Blackie."

The black cat, which had closed its eyes and was about to sleep, opened it. Akechi was awakened by the boy's words, or Akechi was awakened by Namikoshi's name.

That's right, he was not satisfied with the name of black coffee or something.Human, I have a better name, don't call me black coffee.

Lang Yue was stunned by what happened next, but it seemed reasonable again.

Maybe many people think this is something that shouldn't happen, but Namikoshi thinks what he wants to see is... too natural.

The black cat left his pillow, jumped onto the desk and dragged out his textbook from his schoolbag. He rummaged around like he was looking for something, and finally he dragged out his Mandarin textbook, rummaging through it with his little paws.

Finally, the pink paw pad of the last black cat stepped on the two Chinese characters on the book.

"Zhiming?" The boy asked with a smile.

The black cat seemed to give him a blank look, and stomped on one of the Chinese characters with its little paw.

"wise."

The black cat nodded, as if thinking he was extremely clever.

"Good evening, my name is Namikoshi, wise-kun, please give me your advice."

The black cat's paw rested on Namikoshi's hand, and Namikoshi thought that this was probably his acquaintance with this seemingly natural and anti-biological cat.

"I'm Kogoro Akechi."

Although Lang Yue only heard a few meows.

That night, the black cat stayed in the boy's room. The cat was a creature with excellent night vision. After Nanikoshi closed his eyes, Akechi, who was lying next to his pillow, opened his eyes again.

He stared at the scar on the boy's face thoughtfully.

Damn it, the demon power was sealed at this time.

Lang Yue slept very restlessly, he hugged himself tightly, still shaking.The black cat stared at him for a while, rubbed its paws on Namikoshi's face, then he put his head on it, and slowly rubbed against the boy who seemed to be trembling in a dream, like It was like magic, Lang Yue gradually calmed down, Ming Zhi didn't bother to move back, curled up in a comfortable position beside Lang Yue, and fell asleep.

"Good morning, wise." When Lang Yue got up, he saw the black cat smiling. After finishing the quilt, Lang Yue opened the window. The movement seemed to disturb him. The black cat stretched itself, stepping on the mattress and the table. He opened the window and squatted on the edge, looked at Namikoshi and left.

He ran away by stepping on someone's windowsill.

When the door was opened, there was no one in the house, Namikoshi simply tidied up and left the room.In fact, he didn't want to stay there even for a minute.

Zhizhi looked for a way to restore his demon power as usual, and he also wanted to find the onmyoji, although he was half-baked, maybe he could have some clues.

After that, they didn't see each other for a long time, Zhi Zhi struggled for several months to find the Onmyoji in a certain deep mountain.However, a few months is not a long time for a cat demon who has lived for thousands of years, but for Namikoshi, this time seems to be a bit long.

As Christmas approached, Namikoshi's school just had a holiday, which was not good news for him. The good news was probably that he would not be disturbed by people studying the theory in that room, and the bad news might be from his parents There are all kinds of things over there.

For example, it becomes a tool for them to vent their anger from time to time.

But the good thing is that if you stay in the room all the time, no one will pay attention to you, and your parents will not rush in to make trouble or vent their anger.

For a person like him, as long as he doesn't go out and get in the way, it's easy to say anything.

Zhizhi had been arguing with the half-baked onmyoji in the deep mountains for a long time. He almost tossed the mountain to understand the method of sealing.

Fortunately I was able to speak.

The black cat lay on someone's car and ate the ashes all the way back to Tokyo. He didn't live in Tokyo. As for why he was in such a hurry to return to that place, the only answer he could give seemed to be Namikoshi.

It was already night when Zhizhi arrived, the first thing he did when he arrived at the place was to touch Langyue's house from memory, and the second time he stepped on the window sill to rush to Langyue's room.

Lang Yue heard the sound of something scratching the window. The last time she heard this sound, a black cat came to her.

This time it was probably him too. When the boy looked up, he happened to meet the purple cat's eyes outside the window.

"wise?"

"Meow."

Namikoshi opened the window and heard the black cat say again.

"I am back."

"Welcome back."

Think about it, this black cat can read a book, and it's probably not surprising that it can talk.