I'm sorry I went to the wrong set [Comprehensive]

When Akashi returned to Fujiwara's house, Toko Fujiwara was cutting salmon, and when he saw him come in, he covered his face with the back of his hand and smiled, "Ah, I really made such a mess here."

The brows that were always slightly furrowed relaxed, Akashi rolled up his sleeves and walked over, took the knife in her hand, "Tako-san, let me help you."

Toko Fujiwara was surprised to find that Akashi's movements were very skillful, and each piece was cut evenly. After admiring, he continued to make sushi preparations. In addition to salmon, there were also ingredients such as cucumber and yellow radish, and rice should also be prepared.

"Akashi-kun, what kind of sauce do you like? Mayonnaise, salad dressing, green mustard or do you need to put more sugar? By the way, there is also Thousand Island sauce, which is the local Thousand Island sauce that Zisang brought back from a business trip. It is very fragrant It's very strong, and I really want Akashi-kun to taste it."

Put it in your mouth with your fingers. In addition to the taste of salad dressing, there is indeed a refreshing sweet and sour tomato flavor. Under Fujiwara Toko's expectant eyes, he nodded, "It's delicious."

"Great, then Thousand Island Sauce."

After everything was ready, Toko Fujiwara brought two pairs of disposable gloves, Akashi put on the handed gloves, scooped up the dried rice with a rice spoon, spread it evenly on the sushi seaweed, and then covered the rice with a layer of plastic wrap, After turning the whole thing over, put the sushi filling on the sushi seaweed, spread the sauce on it, roll it up tightly, and finally remove the plastic wrap and sprinkle with pine.

"Akashi-kun is very proficient, this is reverse-rolled sushi." As if thinking of some pleasant memories, Toko Fujiwara showed a happy face, "Every time I ask Takashi to help him, he always makes reverse-rolled sushi."

The image of Natsume and Toko Fujiwara rolling sushi together on a weekend afternoon came to mind. The two people have a soft field, blending into a warm, quiet and warm tone.

The color of Akashi's eyes gradually settled and merged into a dark color. His eyes fell on the sushi, and the dark eyes turned into a rare tenderness.

……

When Natsume came back from school, he could smell the strong aroma of Thousand Island Sauce as soon as he entered the room. Just as Fujiwara Toko came out with a plate of sushi, he asked with a smile, "I made sushi today. Would you like to try some first?"

"Well, thank you Tazi-sang."

Seeing him grab a rolled sushi from the plate, Toko Fujiwara suddenly said, "Ah, that's made by Akashi-kun."

Natsume's hand trembled, and he almost couldn't hold it steady. He looked at Akashi who was sitting there reading a book. He didn't expect him to help Tako-san with housework. After being surprised, only softness remained. It seemed that he understood the reason why Akashi would stay. .

Even if there is a second personality, the tenderness imprinted on the soul will not disappear.

Regardless of whether it is No.1 personality or second personality, Akashi is Akashi.

"delicious."

Akashi didn't say a word, as if he didn't care about his praise, only the fleeting eyes flashed when he turned his head.

"Go upstairs after eating, and review what I taught today."

"..."

On the days when there was a schoolmaster in the family.

Natsume went upstairs with him. When he was packing his textbooks, he remembered something and asked, "By the way, Akashi, do you still remember the little boy I saw in front of the doll house yesterday? I saw him at school today. I don't know if he stole it." It was the younger brother of some student who ran in."

After finishing speaking, Natsume found that Akashi gave him a meaningful look, and quickly thought about whether he had made a mistake in what he said just now, but he still didn't find anything wrong.

"Stupid Natsume, when will you get rid of the bad habit of judging a person based on subjective consciousness and first impression, that is a monster, not a human being."

Madara wobbled in through the window holding the wine bottle, no one knew how his chubby paws managed to grab such a big wine bottle.

Amaimon, who was following him, ran towards Akashi as soon as he came back, and spit out what was in his mouth, "This is offered by those low-level monsters. It tastes sour and sweet. I specially brought it back for my brother to taste."

Akashi didn't want the fruit with Amaimon's saliva on it.

"Eh? Youkai? But..." Natsume wanted to say that the boy looked like a human being no matter what angle he looked at, but then he thought of his previous record of often treating monsters as human beings, so he shut his mouth obediently.

Madara hiccupped while holding the wine bottle, "Did you run off to school? Could it be for a friend's account? The friend's account is mine, so I'm going to eat him right now!"

"Drunk people should stop talking drunk, and not all monsters are there to steal friends." Natsume is more willing to trust Akashi's judgment than Madara, "Akashi, is that child really a monster?"

Akashi nodded, and felt that the word youkai was inaccurate, so he frowned and said, "Aura is completely different from youkai and Xu, and it is probably born of a strong will."

Natsume couldn't understand, whether it was the first half of the sentence or the second half, "Strong will? What is Xu?"

"Gods are born from people's wishes, that's the same thing, as for Xu, the fallen soul after death." Madara took a big sip of wine, because the smoothness of the wine sliding down his throat made his facial expression even more peculiar.

"Mr. Cat, you actually know so much."

"What do you mean by your exclamation tone! I am also a majestic big monster, how can I not know this kind of common sense!"

The god born from a wish, Natsume thought of Yato, "Then if the god is forgotten by humans..."

Madara hummed, "It will disappear."

"really……"

No matter which world it is, gods are actually very fragile.

Feeling so emotional, Natsume wondered if this boy was a similar existence, would he disappear if he was forgotten.

After dinner, Natsume couldn't let go of the boy, so he secretly came to the doll house for a walk.

Sakamoto locked the store door, grabbed his wife's waist and prepared to go home. A boy followed them. The boy made a gesture of holding their hands, and his translucent fingers passed directly through them. He stared blankly for a few seconds. But still stubbornly raised his hands, and even smiled and recounted the interesting things he saw, even though he knew that the people next to him couldn't hear them.

"The hand wasn't transparent when I saw it this morning..." Natsume thought worriedly, does this mean the boy is disappearing?

"His strength is weak, and getting weaker."

Madara's answer affirmed Natsume's guess and relieved her worries.

There are so many eyes staring there, no matter how dull people can notice it, Sakamoto saw Akashi standing next to Natsume, and went over to say hello friendly, "Akashi-kun, are you going out for a walk with your friends? By the way, about the dolls, I Make a draft tonight and send it to you by email?"

Akashi nodded modestly.

Natsume didn't know what Akashi would do alone during the day when he wasn't around, but unexpectedly met the owner of the doll house and seemed to place an order?

Madara snorted, "This kid is much smarter than you, Natsume."

No need to remind Madara, Natsume has always known that Akashi should have seen through the boy's identity at the first glance, and for some reason, he has paid attention to the boy, because...

Parents...?

"Is it Reiko?"

The immature voice pulled back Natsume's thoughts, and found that the boy did not leave with Sakamoto and the others, but stayed, and directly called out grandma's name, so did he really come to find himself at school during the day?

"Natsume Reiko is my grandmother, she has passed away." Natsume corrected.

"So that's the case. It's really a little different after a closer look."

The innocent smile just faded away from the boy's face, his dark eyes were bottomless, staring at him for a long time actually gave people a sense of fear, Natsume no longer treats him as an ordinary child, his appearance can be deceiving, no matter what , These are special existences with powers that humans do not have.

"Is your friend's account on you? I hope you can give me back my name."

What the boy said made Natsume doubtful for a moment. I had been listening to Akashi and Madara talking about being born from a wish. I thought the boy appeared after hearing the couple’s wish, such as wanting a child. According to the age of the couple, It is impossible for the boy to know his grandmother.

Did I make a mistake?

With this hesitation, the boy thought he was refusing, but the blackness in his eyes surged up like a solid cloud, very treacherous and frightening.

Akashi raised his hand, the flames condensed in his palm could burn him completely at any time, Madara also stood in front of Natsume, his bursting aura was completely opposite to his funny body, as for Ama Yimon, he had no real feelings for Natsume, but this Everyone expressed their opinion at the meeting, and not to be outdone, they jumped on the freckled head and bared their teeth.

The boy did not expect to alarm the three great gods at once. After comparing the strength gap between the two sides, he closed his eyes and returned to the harmless appearance of livestock. He took full advantage of his appearance and pleaded in a crisp voice: , "Master Natsume, please return my name to me, please!"

"..."

Natsume was a little overwhelmed by the change in his attitude.

So would he be defined as a bully if he was alone?

However, Natsume originally wanted to return all the names to the monsters, and the boy got his own name back as he wished: Naoba.

……

It has been No.1 since consciously.

Watching the leaves turn from green to yellow, gradually rotting, leaving only the veins, and finally returning to the soil.

Natsume Reiko poked the light ball hiding in the tree hole with a wooden stick that she picked up casually, and asked with great interest, "Hey, what are you? A monster who lives here?"

Guang Tuan has never been in contact with humans, and rarely encounters monsters, so when he is suddenly questioned, even communication becomes difficult.

what is he.

The light group itself is not clear about this question.

It was only later that Natsume Reiko asked the nearby monsters to tell Guangtuan that he knew.

In the past, human beings had difficulty living due to natural disasters, and had no choice but to put their hope on the gods in a desperate situation. It was under such circumstances that the light group gave birth to consciousness, but it has not yet fully formed. Manna came from the sky, and other beliefs appeared, half-baked The gods are forgotten.

"Then let's have a game. If I win, give me your name. If you win, I'll be your friend. I won't forget you, and you can continue to exist."

Natsume Reiko said that, the figure against the light looked very reliable.

"Six, you only rolled to three, so I won."

"But I don't have a name."

"Don't you know it yourself? I heard the monsters say that your name is Naoba. It sounds very nice. By the way, Nanatsujiya's steamed buns are delicious. I'll bring you one next time, shall I?"

Leaf.

Leaf...

Repeated over and over until it was engraved deep in the soul, but Natsume Reiko never appeared again.

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