"It's easy to deal with such a small character." Natsume said modestly, even though he had a lot of powerful spells that he hadn't used yet.

In addition to those who want to snatch the Book of Friends and command the monsters, there are also those who come here first and want to get their names back.

Natsume was happy to return their names to them. It felt like he and his grandmother were connected across time and space, which was quite interesting.

However, the elusive monster caused him some troubles. For example, now, Natsume was almost scared to spit out the soup in his mouth when he saw the monster standing on the table, which was as big as a seasoning bottle.

After dinner, Natsume took the monster back to the room, and the monster made a request, hoping that Natsume would return his name to him.

Unexpectedly, it was a monster that Madara knew. From listening to their conversation, it turned out that this monster, which was about the size of a seasoning bottle, once had a normal body size.

"The one who protects me, reveal his name—"

Natsume looked at the name that was finally stood up, but found that the two names were stuck together.

"Reiko is such a slacker. She must have accidentally dropped some rice while eating, so the two pages stuck together." Madara said, looking at the thing that stuck the two pages together.

Natsume tried to separate it with his hands, but the Dew God twitched in pain. The paper was also connected to their bodies. If the paper was damaged, the monster would be seriously injured or even die.

"If it was my sister, they could be separated easily." Natsume was a little distressed. If it was my sister, magic could be used to separate them easily, but he couldn't remove the magic that was sticking them together.

Human lifespan is limited, so Xiangling usually teaches Natsume some self-protection spells first so that he can take care of himself. He also knows some cleaning magic, but Natsume cannot guarantee that the words on the paper will not be "cleaned" as well.

Natsume stretched out his hand, and a light green wind blade as thin as a hair fell between his fingers: "I'll try to see if I can separate it."

Theoretically, the wind can penetrate as long as there is a gap, and it should be easy to cut through the rice stuck on it.

“Please don’t!”

"Idiot! What if they get cut off too!"

Natsume's dangerous behavior was stopped, and there was only one way left, which was to find the monster behind and return the name to them.

It's a bit troublesome.

But at the request of Lu Shen, Natsume agreed.

During the holidays, Natsume and Madara went to the Seven Forests where the God of Dew lived.

There was a deafening chirping of cicadas in his ears, but Natsume did not hold an umbrella. Because of his feminine appearance and the fact that he was thin due to a lot of exercise since childhood, some people would say things like "sissy" behind his back. He was quite bothered by this and wanted to look more manly, so as long as he didn't get heatstroke, he thought it didn't matter if he was a little darker.

"Black bean sprouts?" Madara often said that Natsume was a bean sprout. There was nothing he could do about it. Children of his age used all their nutrition to grow taller, and the flesh on his body seemed to grow on Madara.

When Natsume heard Madara's complaints, he punched him again, this chattering lucky cat!

They met a grandma on the way. She spilled some peaches from her bag, and Natsume picked them up and handed them to her.

"Thank you." The old lady thanked him.

"Don't say that. Please take it." Natsume was still a little uncomfortable hearing older people thanking him.

"Thank you for being so kind. If it's not rotten, please take it. I can't finish it all by myself." The old lady smiled and refused the peach in Natsume's hand.

"Ah, thank you." Natsume accepted the peach and looked at his grandmother holding up her umbrella and standing up. "What a nice day today."

"That's right." Natsume smiled. The weather today was very nice, a... very gentle weather.

Watching the old lady leave, Madara said to Natsume: "She won't live long. She doesn't smell very delicious."

"I know, and what you said, teacher, was very rude." Natsume could feel the deathly aura from that grandma.

Natsume was slightly surprised to see that the God of Dew really had a shrine, and gave the peach he had just obtained to the God of Dew: "I didn't bring anything else, only this."

Lu Shen patted the peach beside him and rejected Natsume: "I already have one."

Only then did Natsume realize that the grandmother who had just passed away was the last believer of the God of Dew, but that grandmother would not live long!

Natsume looked at Lu Shen and was about to say something, but Lu Shen shook his head: "As for me, I never regret it. It's also very good that I left with her."

"...But if she knew, she would also want you to find other believers!" Natsume thought of Hei Xiangling who wanted to stay at that time.

Lu Shen and that grandma, Hei Xiangling and him, how similar they are.

"So don't let her know. From a wandering monster to the dew god they worship, that's enough. Let me leave with them."

Looking at the satisfied look on the God of Dew's face, Natsume was glad that Hei Xiangling had returned to the fairyland under his persuasion. Although he knew that she would not regret giving him life until the end and eventually turning herself into a real doll, he would not accept that choice no matter what!

Hei Xiangling is a fairy who should live among brilliant flowers.