If you want to say what the 'accidental encounter' thing proves, the answer may come from a sneer in your head.

After all, many people will think that there is no such thing as 'accidental' in the world.

Everything and everything, so everything that is experienced is predetermined, it is inevitable and not accidental.

Our story was written by the 'gods' with a pen on a piece of paper that had long been torn, and the tattered parts would change the written words, and along with the words, the voice of the person who was on the text.

That's why people will try to resist, and keep groping their way forward on the potholed road, in order to deduce a new life from the words.

But now, Natsume may feel that there is an 'accident'.

Of course, the 'gods' can also have compassion and connect their stories with the pen in their hands.

Holding Sakura's hand and looking ahead, the person who was sitting on a chair coughing was a man named Makiri.

He was hunched at the waist, and his hat was covered with his hands.

Coughing loudly, coughing incessantly, his body trembled as if he had been subjected to an electric shock.

This is the scene I saw when I went out to buy breakfast with Sakura, Natsume held Sakura's hand tightly, and she was forced to stop when she took a step.

Want to see him? Let him meet Sakura.

But Maki Yanya once said that he couldn't meet Sakura with this kind of appearance.

His appearance is ugly, his movements are stiff, and the expression on his face is like that of a demon from hell.

Natsume asked

"Does Sakura want to meet Uncle Yanya?"

"Well, because this hairpin was given to me by Uncle Yanye. Want. See you. ”

Should I say that I am innocent or I don't understand the world. Sakura, who has improved slightly, is a child after all.

Raising his head, Natsume gently rubbed Sakura's hair with his right hand, and shook his left hand in the air.

"The night of the wild goose!"

Kindness?!

Suddenly stopped, he turned slightly with his head down and looked at the soles of his feet, and Natsume could see the overly surprised look in his eyes.

Ahem, ahem, ahem!

Coughing again, he tried his best to cover his mouth, worried that all the blood and bugs inside would pour out.

Glancing at Natsume again, his gaze fell on the child to Natsume's right.

Keep your eyes open! The trembling body stopped as if time had been frozen.

I want to speak. But Natsume found that he couldn't speak, and when he spoke, the blood would splash out.

So he turned around and seemed to be wiping his mouth with a tissue.

No, it's not.

Natsume watched as he got up from his chair, then got up and ran off into the distance.

Want to escape?

Afraid of being seen like this, he had to leave from here, even if he was worried about why Sakura was here, he didn't want to meet her like this.

"The night of the wild goose!"

Natsume stretched out his left hand and called his name, and the other party did not intend to stop, but sped up. Want to leave from the other direction.

At this time-

"Wild goose, uncle?"

Sakura shouted his name beside Natsume. Then, stopped, stopped, did not leave.

Uncle Yanya shouted again, and Kirito Yanya turned around at this time, he pulled his clothes to the highest, pulled the brim of his hat to the part that almost blocked his eyes, and responded to Sakura in a hoarse voice.

"Ah, it's me."

With some uneasiness and hesitation, he finally chose to stay.

Picked up Sakura and walked in the direction of the wild goose, and sat down on the chair in the middle.

Probably worried about being seen by Sakura, he made it to the right side of Natsume, and Sakura was on the left side of Natsume.

For a moment, the silence spread throughout the space, and the person who broke the silence was still the young Sakura.

"Uncle Yanye sent hairpins, it's very beautiful."

"Really? That's fine. ”

"Eun, is Uncle Yanye hungry? We were on our way to buy something. ”

Wait a minute.

Natsume sat down in the place where he wanted to leave, and then heard the voice of the night of the wild goose.

"Why, why is Sakura here."

"I fulfilled your entrustment and gave her the gift, but I made some mistakes on the way and took her out."

"Wrong? Do you know the consequences of doing this kind of thing? That bastard......"

"I know, but don't you have a choice now?"

Natsume knew that Makiri was staring at Sakura, who was swinging her feet beside her, and he explained under his quizzical gaze

"I'll hand Sakura over to you, you can take Sakura and run away and leave Fuyuki City."

"It's impossible."

The tone of the sentence also had the meaning of 'you are so stupid', and Natsume could feel it.

Not to mention the bastard at home, there is another reason for him to stay, and that is Tosaka Tokitomi.

Maki Yanya knew that it was impossible for him to leave the city with Sakura, and once he was caught, Tosaka Tokitomi would still pass Sakura to the Maki family, and in the end he returned to the original point.

Therefore, Maki Yanya decided to kill at least Tosaka Tokitomi in this Holy Grail War, so that he could stop the cycle of tragedy and at the same time, he would also strive for victory.

As long as Tosaka Tokitomi is killed, after Sakura returns to Tosaka's house, he will not be injured by that man's actions, and everything will return to its original gears and stop crumbling.

I also want to take them out to play, even from a distance.

It's that simple idea.

Makiri-yan looked at Natsume at night, and he pulled his clothes slightly apart without Sakura seeing them.

All were wounds, blood-red scars and shattered skin.

"According to your agreement, I've challenged a lot of Servants, and it's a matter of course to get hurt, you don't need to hand Sakura over to me, you just need to take care of her a little bit before I win, and it's ......"

To Natsume's surprise, Maki Yanya smiled at this time.

That smile seemed to Natsume as if it was the last smile before leaving.

The man, who had stopped smiling, laughed at this moment, and even a small hope gave him enough motivation

"I'm pretty much the same, at least I'll try to hold out until the end of the fight, death is my final end, and it's thanks to you that I'll be able to see Sakura until then."

"It's not my credit, it's just incidental, I'm not a good person like you think."

"You saved Sakura, that's enough."

As he spoke, blood began to spill from his mouth, and she wiped it and got up and walked in front of Sakura.

"Uncle Yanye has something to do, see you next time, Sakura, you, you've grown up."

Gently put the hand that wiped clean on the clothes on the top of Sakura's head, and the night of the child felt a moment of happiness, this child, perhaps luckier than himself. (To be continued......)