The judge has a bad temper

Chapter 115 Letting Go

Qingquan didn't wake up until night, and he felt even more uncomfortable, top-heavy, groaning and writhing around under the covers, worrying Yingwan to death.

Sanri Yuezong brought the porridge to his bed and coaxed him patiently, "Eat the food first, or you won't get well."

Qingquan got up with his head like a chicken coop, and looked at him with a sad face, "I can't taste anything."

"You can't stop eating that," Sanri Yuezong blew cold mouthfuls of porridge to feed him, "Be patient for another two days, when it's almost healed, I'll ask Candlestick Qie Guangzhong to cook something delicious for you."

After Qingquan took a mouthful of porridge, he realized that Sanri Yuezong was about to feed him, so he immediately grabbed it and ate it himself.Just kidding, he just has a cold, it's okay to play tricks with Yingwan, how can he use the five swords in the world to feed him?This standard is too high and he dare not accept it.

Sanri Yuezong sat close to him and watched him. If he knew that he had given him medicine like that, Qingquan would have no idea how he would react.

hehehehe......

"By the way, where is Natsume?" Qingquan asked while eating.

Hotaru was combing his hair, and replied when he heard the question, "Downstairs, with that fat cat."

"Call him up for me, the fat cat stays below."

Mikazuki Zongjin smiled, put a thick blanket on him and went down with Hotaru, soon Natsume opened the door and came in.

Qingquan raised his eyes to look at him, Natsume Takashi is a very handsome boy, his eyes are as clean as a stream, and there is a hint of melancholy between his brows and eyes, there should be many girls who like him.

Seeing that Qingquan didn't speak, Natsume smiled shyly, "Are you okay?"

Qingquan nodded, "I'm fine, I'm sorry for what happened before, we got the wrong person, did it scare you?"

Natsume waved his hand immediately, "It's okay, Mr. Cat said that you are his friend, and it is right to take care of you. Don't worry about recuperating, you will get better soon."

Qingquan was a little dazed, the gentleness of deja vu.

"I have a friend who is very similar to you." He also likes to take care of others and is equally silly. "I don't know if he is doing well now."

Ms. Yuko's time should start, April [-]st is so crying, what should he do?

Natsume Takashi didn't know who Qingquan was talking about, but felt that he was a little sad, so he gently comforted him: "The person who can be cared by you should be very kind. If he knows that you are caring about him, he will be very happy."

Qingquan reached out and stroked his hair softly.

The price he gave to Ichihara Yuko was the compulsory protection of April [-]st.When there is danger on April [-]st, no matter which world he is in, no matter what his will is, this price will instantly bring him to April [-]st and help him tide over the difficulties.

Now it seems that it is not so much a price as a fetter.

Proof that they once met.

Natsume is a little embarrassed, it always feels weird to be rubbed by a child younger than herself, although this child does not look ordinary.

"How did you and Madara meet, can you tell me?" Qingquan let go of his hand and asked him with a smile, "I have been separated from him for too long, and it is a little difficult to get along with him now."

Qingquan understands that Madara must know where he came from, who that god is, and how he was born, but he doesn't want to know, it is enough for his life to start in the world of swords.

He still clearly remembers the first time he recognized Madara's name in the library, the sadness gushing out of his heart almost made him cry.

Now that we know it's not a good start, we simply treat it as if it doesn't exist.

Natsume was surprised, Qingquan not only called Madara's name directly, but also said that he had been separated from him for too long, so how old is Qingquan?

"If you're curious about my age, to be honest, I don't know how old I am. Oh, by the way, I'm not human." Qingquan said maliciously.

Natsume immediately became embarrassed, stumbled and began to tell the story of his encounter with Madara.Except for Natsume's account of friends, everything else that can be explained has been explained, from meeting at the shrine to fighting monsters together, everything is in detail.

Qingquan remembered the green booklet, "Your surname is Natsume, do you know Natsume's account of friends?"

Natsume immediately became alert, and then saw the young man muttering that he had a booklet with these words written on it, and there were pages that looked like ghost drawings, and asked him to look at it.

"You also have "Natsume's Book of Friends?" Natsume said in surprise.

Qingquan was puzzled, "Yes, you have it too? Why can't I find it?"

Natsume hesitated for a while, then took out the booklet from the drawer, Qingquan smiled immediately, "Yes, this is the booklet, you put it away for me."

Natsume was even more surprised, "This is mine."

Qingquan was stunned for a while, his eyes were a little deep.

If I'm not mistaken, the Natsume's Book of Friends they mentioned is actually a book.Its real owner is Takashi Natsume. After they arrived in this world, the book in Qingquan's hand disappeared.

Qingquan didn't bother to care about it anymore, "It is very important to you? Then you should keep it well."

Natsume was full of questions and didn't know where to ask, and Qingquan's indifferent attitude was also very confusing, knowing that countless people coveted this book, how could he not care?

"Call Madara up for me, as well as Mikami Tsukimune and Suzumaru Tsuneji, thank you."

Natsume saw that he was not in good spirits, so he went down without delay. Madara came up swaggeringly, followed by two swords.

Qingquan's eyes were cold, and he felt uncomfortable when he saw Madara.

"What's the relationship between Natsume Reiko and Natsume Takashi? What's the relationship between Nakaju and them? Who owns Natsume's friend account? How did you know I'm coming?"

Madara nestled on the cushion, showing no seriousness, "Don't worry, come one by one."

Mikazuki Zongjin and Shuzhumaru Hengji sat quietly beside Qingquan, listening to what they had to say.

"Natsume Reiko is Natsume Takashi's grandmother. You must have guessed it, Nakaju. After all, they look so similar. I don't know what happened to the two of them. I only know that they separated later. Reiko passed away very early. Resurrect her, so there's a chain of accidents that drags you in as well."

"Natsume's Book of Friends is Reiko's relic, and it is now in the hands of Natsume Takashi. He knows nothing about Reiko's life, and his parents died very early. Well done. He has inherited the abilities of his ancestors, and his strength is very strong, but this kid has never thought about developing it, and he wastes his talent by beating mobs every day."

"The last question is a bit long," Madara looked at Qingquan, with dark green eyes, "it will involve something from your past, are you sure you want to listen?"

Qingquan showed no expression, "Remove the previous part, I don't want to know, just tell me something related to the sword."

Madara knew this would be the result, thought for a while, and began to tell.

"I wandered in this world for a long time. Later, when I met Reiko, I became acquainted with her and knew about her entanglement with Nakaju. Nakaju's thinking is different from that of normal people. It can be said that he will do anything to achieve his goal. Reiko left His reason is probably also related to this."

"Why are you sealed?"

"I have always had a weak connection with you. I knew when something happened to you. When I went to rescue you, I was attacked by Zhongju and sealed up."

Qingquan was silent, he knew nothing about what was going on behind the scenes.Mikazuki Zongjin held his hand and gently gave him strength.

Qingquan looked at the intertwined hands and sighed, "Yuko Ichihara said that Reiko also paid the price for me, but didn't she die at that time?"

"The soul was forced to stay in the human world by the middle house. The price paid for the middle house is the book of friends, and the price paid for you is never to be reincarnated." Madara looked back at him, "She has something for you, do you want to listen to it? "

"Say."

"She said sorry."

"I don't accept it," Qingquan looked at Madara with an indifferent expression, "I didn't ask for my opinion, whether I paid or hurt, I don't accept it. The most I can do is to forget. The premise is that they are all dead. .”

Madara turned over and turned her back to him, "It's up to you, just be happy."

"Oh, then I'm very happy," Qingquan held Ryoshin Taidao's hand, "I have them."

Suzumaru Hengji smiled softly, and pulled the blanket for him, "The person named Yiyiyi sent a message saying that we can move there tomorrow. When do you think it will be good?"

Qingquan replied without hesitation, "Then let's go tomorrow, Natsume's house can't accommodate so many people, and he has been working very hard these days."

Everyone had no objections, so Touken and his party were led by Natori Monday to the villa on the mountainside early the next morning, Madara and Natsume also followed.

The snow stopped and the sun was shining.

Qingquan struggled to expose his mouth from the thick scarf, "Sanri Yuezong Jin, why do you insist on me wearing so many! It's so heavy and hot, it's so uncomfortable!"

On the third day, Yue Zong looked at Qingquan who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, and hugged him again, but he still felt that he was wearing too little, "Do you want to add a cape, what do you think?"

Qingquan looked at the Buddhist knife and nodded, his whole body was Spartan, "Is there something wrong with you, I can bounce up and roll twice when I fall on the ground!"

The surrounding swords laughed, and Madara laughed especially wildly.Qingquan really wore a lot of clothes, and they were forced to put them on by the two shock swords, and they were almost stuck when they went out.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga grabbed Kiyomizu and ran away, "Run away, Kiyomizu!"

Qingquan ran along with a smile on his face, ignoring a series of shouts behind him, until he couldn't run anymore, and collapsed on the side of the road panting.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga pushed him in disgust, "Get up, we haven't run out of their sight yet."

Qingquan shook his carrot-like arm, "I can't do it, I have too many clothes, I can't run."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga glanced at him, reached out to pick him up and left, Qingquan kept struggling to get down.

"Why can't I hug?"

"Because I can go by myself."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stopped and looked at Qingquan who was smiling, his golden eyes were shining brightly.

Some habits will be formed unconsciously, whether it is a person or a thing, once formed, it becomes an exclusive mark.

"Are you happy? Qingquan."

Qingquan was a little confused, but still replied him in a good mood, "Happy, why do you ask?"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga carefully put down Yuan Gungun in his arms, and looked at the only eye he showed.

"It's good to be happy, and you will always be happy in the future."

The slender eyes flickered brightly, "Why, is it Wenyi Crane today? That's a good performance, hahahaha~"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga smiled and pushed him, "Go to Mikazuki Muneki, otherwise he will be in a hurry."

"Why are you looking for him? You want to force me to get dressed again." Qingquan walked back reluctantly, only to find that Tsurumaru had never moved, "Aren't you leaving?"

"I'll just watch you."

I can't be the person standing by your side, at least, I can still watch you.

"Oh, well," Qingquan showed his whole face, smiling brighter than the sun, "today's weather is really nice."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at the blue sky, as clear as a wash.

"Yes, the weather is very nice."

The author has something to say:

Background introduction, it is necessary to explain, so far, Natsume’s grandfather has never appeared, only in the last season, through the mouth of a monster, he said that he had a man who looked very similar to Natsume (fans guessed that it was Natsume Grandpa, but this setting that looks like grandma and grandpa is really... but I have nothing to say when I think that the three generations of domeki in holic are exactly the same).

So I am here only for the needs of this storyline, and has nothing to do with the original work. Please appreciate the article rationally, thank you~

I found that I was very happy to throw a knife, and I was also very mad when I sprinkled sugar. I really want to do it in one step!

Crane ball, how should I put it, there is no way, there will always be a day, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, heartache...