Yayoi was lying on the back of the dragon, but he didn't have time to sigh about the life encounters, and what he was thinking about now was what Yakumo said to him:

"Natsume, did he leave?" Yakumo's eyes were a little probing, and he asked cautiously.

Yayoi nodded.

"Sure enough." Yakumo clasped his hands in front of his chest and said worriedly, "Natsume, he's in danger." ”

"What! Natsume is in danger? How so? Yayoi was so confused that he grabbed Yakumo's arm and asked, "Could it be that the Fujiwara couple are bad people!" ”

"It hurts." Yakumo frowned.

"I'm sorry." Yayoi hurriedly let go, and then asked eagerly, "What is the danger of Natsume?" ”

Yakumo explained, "Do you remember my sister saying that I also have superpowers? ”

"Yes, but what does this have to do with Natsume?"

Yakumo was a little shy and said embarrassedly, "I have the idea of knowing people who have a crush on me." ”

Yayoi couldn't help but laugh and asked, "That little ghost, he?" ”

"Yes. But he seemed to treat me like a mother. "Yakumo is getting more and more shy, and there are many people who like her, but there has never been a person like Natsume.

"When Natsume was leaving, I saw him. He thought to himself: I can't bring the youkai home, so I might as well get out of here. ”

"Youkai!" Yayoi's head began to hurt, why did another youkai come out, he asked, "Youkai?" Are there still youkai in this world? ”

Yakumo shook his head: "I don't know either. However, Natsume was sure of it. ”

"Youkai, I don't think there are youkai, it's just that this little ghost wants to make himself feel guilty." Yayoi said through gritted teeth.

"But ......"

"It's okay, don't worry about that little ghost! Thank you today, Sister Yakumo! ”

……

"Is it almost there?"

"Well, it's good to land here." Yayoi slapped her face: "Anyway, take the little ghost home first, and then beat it up to get angry." ”

"Understood." Connor slowly descended and sent Yayoi back to the surface.

"Kangna-chan, let's wait here for now. I'm going to find that little ghost. ”

"Okay." Connor stood there obediently.

"What a good boy. It's not like a little ghost like Natsume. ”

After saying goodbye to Connor, Yayoi took out the address slip and walked towards Fujiwara's house.

"The countryside here is different from the last place I visited. It's all forests, and it looks very lonely. ”

Yayoi was groping slowly in the streets, but heard the sound of rapid running in the distance.

"Excuse me......" Yayoi wanted to ask where the street of Fujiwara's house was.

But the man did not notice him, and continued to run as fast as he could, as if something was chasing him.

"Natsume!"

Yayoi saw it, and the only person with that kind of hair color was Natsume, and he glanced at the place where he came from, and there was nothing.

There was just a gust of wind passing in front of him.

Yayoi chased after Natsume, but couldn't get closer.

"Why is this little ghost running so fast!"

Yayoi panted as he ran, pitiful for him as a manga artist, who only sat and drew every day, without the power of a chicken, and running for a long time made him feel like his throat was about to burn.

"Natsume!" Yayoi screamed.

Natsume looked back with a surprised expression. Then he stumbled on his left foot and fell to the ground.

Natsume rolled over and tried to keep running, but it flew out in the air.

"Ahh Natsume screamed in pain, her body curled up like a shrimp.

"Natsume!" Yayoi ran over.

"Don't come here!" Natsume roared in horror.

Yayoi paused and asked worriedly, "This... What's going on? ”

Natsume floated up slowly, but it was as if someone had pinched him, and his hands and feet struggled, and the neck and above seemed to be congested.

Natsume flapped weakly against something she couldn't see, and stopped Yayoi with one hand.

"Don't... Don't over... Come. He spoke with great difficulty, and his hand gradually drooped weakly.

Looking at Natsume's painful appearance, Yayoi had nothing to do.

"System! System! He exclaimed, "Please help me, system!" ”

However, there was no response to his voice.

"Damn it!" Yayoi's eyes were bloodshot.

"How can you just watch it?"

He rushed towards Natsume: "Wait a minute, I'll come and save you right away." ”

However, when he was only halfway there, he flew out as if he had been slapped by a beast.

"Poof!" Yayoi was slapped on the ground, and there was nothing that didn't hurt it.

He tried to struggle to get up, but he couldn't use his strength. I could only watch Natsume become more and more painful as I watched weakly.

"Kangna, Kangna-chan, save Natsume!" The system was useless, and Yayoi could only call out the dragon's name.

Put all your hope in the dragon's hearing.

Time passed by second, and the dragon did not appear.

"It's over!"

Yayoi closed her eyes in despair.

[Traverser?] Caricaturist? What's the use! ］

Impotent sorrow gnawed at his heart.

"One hundred thousand volts!"

Yayoi opened her eyes and found that Connor had regained her appearance as a little loli, with golden lightning all over her body, making a "squeak, squeak" sound, which seemed to be full of momentum.

"No, Natsume still has it in his hands!"

"No problem. This is my thunderbolt. ”

The golden lightning quickly struck, slammed into the air, and disappeared, leaving only a moment of light.

"This is—" Yayoi covered her eyes and looked at her suspiciously.

There was a thick black smoke that rose and quickly dissipated.

"Plop." Natsume fell to the ground.

"Natsume," Yayoi ran in front of Natsume, slapping him in the face, "Natsume, are you alright?" ”

His neck was blue and purple, and he looked horrible, but he didn't look like an electric shock.

"Natsume, you're okay, don't scare me!"

Natsume didn't react.

"By the way, this time is going to..."

Yayoi rhythmically pressed Natsume's chest and started cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

But it didn't work.

Kangna approached step by step, looked at the miserable Natsume, and suggested to Yayoi, "The teacher said that artificial respiration is possible at this time. ”

"I see."

A panicked Yayoi hurriedly pinched Natsume's chin and pulled Natsume's closed mouth apart.

"Suck~" Yayoi took a deep breath and poked into Natsume's mouth.

"Ahem, ahem."

Before Yayoi could start artificial respiration, Natsume woke up.

Natsume rubbed his neck and coughed violently.

He opened his eyes and saw Yayoi approaching with a pouting mouth, and asked in horror, "What are you doing?" Brother! ”

Yayoi was happy at first, but soon became embarrassed, he turned his face away, and said, "I just see that you don't react." ”

"Oh." Natsume touched his head, a little dizzy.

"Why is my brother here?"

He finally reacted.

"What else do I want to ask you first? Why didn't you tell me! ”