Qiao Xi held the umbrella and spent thirty seconds thinking about the situation in front of him.

Because he accidentally ran to Kagome's time through the bone-eating well, a small accident in the middle made him not come out of the bone-eating well in Kagome's house, but came to an unknown mountain.

It was at the foot of this mountain that he was very lucky to meet the little girl who had not seen her for hundreds of years, and after listening to her tell about the changes in the great rivers and mountains, he lived there, and at the same time asked some little monsters to help inquire about where there was a well with the Yushen tree growing next to it, and then he was wandering around to gain knowledge.

It had been four days since he had come to this era, and Qiao Xi, who had wandered around the hot spring inn of the Qingxing Lantern, was preparing to look for the mountain that he was enshrined as the god of the Harvest Moon.

As he stepped into this area, he felt a sense of familiarity, so he followed his feelings and walked to this stone bridge.

And at present, he is standing at one end of the stone bridge, and at the other end, he is a teenager holding an umbrella in one hand and a beckoning cat monster in the other.

- Of course, the monster in the boy's arms did make him a little curious, but what made him even more curious was the aura that he was very familiar with the boy's body.

- If his senses weren't wrong, the breath was probably his own?

Qiao Xi was messy for a moment.

The young man's short silver hair was very soft and close to his ears, and his green eyes looked inexplicably gentle.

When he saw himself, the young man was obviously a little surprised, his arms tightened slightly, and the fat outrageous beckoning cat in his arms suddenly fluttered wildly.

Qiao Xi paused, tilted his head, and asked suspiciously: "That, I said, do you know me?" ”

The young man's pupils shrank suddenly, he frowned a little hesitantly, and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything, but the fat cat in his arms noticed something, and a pair of eyes narrowed for a moment, and then jumped out of the young man's arms.

"It's you?!"

When it said this, the boy's eyes widened and he called out a little anxiously, "Teacher Cat!" ”

The rain was still falling, and although the beckoning cat, as a monster, was completely exposed to the rain, there was no place on its body that was wet by the rain.

It walked towards Qiao Xi in the void with a strange pace, making Qiao Xi inexplicably couldn't help but laugh "poof".

- This beckoning cat monster may want to put on some noble and elegant style, but unfortunately its size limits its play, and the action it makes is undoubtedly very accurate.

Qiao Xi could naturally see that the body of this monster was not a beckoning cat, but this did not prevent him from pretending not to know about it.

Seeing Qiao Xi laughing, the beckoning cat suddenly jumped a little.

"You're ...... Bastard! Don't laugh! ”

Qiao Xi tilted his head sideways, and his gaze fell on the young man who was a little at a loss.

The young man was just in a panic, and directly threw away the umbrella in his hand, and at this moment the fine and dense rain fell on him, and soon his hair and clothes were wet.

Qiao Xi looked at him a little embarrassed, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and paused for a moment before asking, "This stupid cat is your teacher?" ”

The young man blinked, looked at Qiao Xi, and for some reason, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"It's you, right? Qiao Xisang? ”

He didn't answer Qiao Xi's question, but suddenly called out his name.

“……”

Qiao Xi was stunned for a moment, and then bent his eyes and laughed.

"Sure enough......"

He walked up to the boy with his feet lightly and held his umbrella over the heads of the two men.

He was now about 1.6 meters, and the boy was about five or six centimeters taller than him, so standing beside the boy, he could only tilt his head slightly, and reached out to pick out a rope from the boy's neck.

A small purse was tied to the rope, and at the bottom of the purse was a fingernail-sized piece of Ema - looking at the breath, it was undoubtedly his own handiwork.

Qiao Xi was not surprised by this.

At the first glance of this young man, in addition to his own breath, he found that the breath and soul of the boy himself were very fond of him.

- Clean, warm, and has a strong aura.

Well, I guess all youkai like it.

Qiao Xi thought about it, stood on tiptoe, raised his hand and touched the young man's hair, and stuffed the purse and Ema back into the young man's neckline, and asked casually, "I gave it to you?" ”

The young man kept watching Qiao Xi's movements with red eyes and a word, until he heard him speak, and then he said softly.

"Well—I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Qiao Xi was startled by the cautious emotion in the young man's tone.

The boy had just been drenched in the rain for a short while, his hair was wet, and his clear green eyes were mixed with some anticipation and longing, apprehension and grievance, looking pitiful.

In the next second, Qiao Xi reached out and touched the palm of the young man's hand, and found that his fingers were a little cold, so he simply held the young man's hand in his hand, ignored the fat cat that kept jumping next to him, and pulled the young man down the stone bridge.

He remembered that there was an abandoned shrine nearby, so he could go there first and let the boy take shelter from the rain.

Thinking so, it didn't take long for the two of them to come to the shrine, Qiao Xi put away the umbrella, and then pressed the boy to sit down on the steps, and he stood behind him and raised his hand to touch his hair.

Warm and soft demonic power slowly spread from his fingertips, and the water vapor wrapped around it spread from between the strands of hair, and soon dried out the boy's somewhat wet hair.

The young man was very obedient and allowed Qiao Xi to move, and when Qiao Xi was busy and sat down side by side with him, he tentatively reached out and held the corner of Qiao Xi's clothes.

Although he knew that the clothing of human beings had changed greatly in this era, Qiao Xi only changed his hunting clothes into a simpler yukata, and his long light blonde hair was tied behind him, and there were no more changes.

At this time, the young man grabbed the corner of his clothes, Qiao Xi looked sideways and asked very naturally, "What's your name?" ”

He knew that he could make his hair into a talisman and give it to the boy, so the relationship between the two people should have been very close before, but he really didn't know the boy's name now, so he could only ask.

However, when he asked this sentence, the young man lowered his eyelashes, looked lost, and said softly for a long time: "My name is Guishi, Natsume Guizhi." ”

- I haven't seen you for nearly a year, and Takashi Natsume hopes that Qiao Xisan can call her name.