This demon has a problem.

"Then I'll go home first."

Rorschach, who was standing at the intersection, spoke first.

Then he walked towards the road below Y without looking back.

After chatting with Vinate for a while, Gabriel took Raphael towards the road to the upper right of Y.

By the way, the road to the demon world is on the upper left.

The demon world and the heavenly world are actually not that far apart.

At this time, in the human world——

"Is it around here?"

Natsume Takashi, with messy hair, holds a yellowed map in his hand, comparing it with the reality that has changed drastically, and trying to find the path that Reiko took in the past.

This is undoubtedly a very difficult task.

But fortunately, with the help of Teacher Cat, a lot of pressure has been relieved.

"If it were you, I should have tricked Rorschach into coming over to be with you."

The cat teacher that was stuffed into Natsume Takashi's bag was muttering in dissatisfaction.

Chapter 159 Rorschach: Did you drop this golden apple, or...

Smiling somewhat helplessly, Natsume Takashi reached out to comfort the cat teacher he had stuffed in his bag.

Although the cat teacher was indeed doing this for his own good, Natsume Takashi still decided to do this kind of thing himself.

After all, the Book of Friends was something left behind by Grandma Reiko, and I am Grandma Reiko's grandson.

It was only natural for me to handle these unfinished matters for Grandma Lingzi.

This thing called Book of Friends looks great.

But in fact, considering that many monsters have been stood up by Lingzi for decades, their attitude towards Lingzi is not very good.

Including him, the descendant of Lingzi.

Natsume Takashi did not have any dissatisfaction with this mess.

Rather, it was because of the friend book left by Grandma Reiko that I was able to meet Mr. Neko and the others.

My boring life finally seems to have become a little interesting.

Although a lot of things happened in the middle.

But for Natsume Takashi, a boy who always smiles, he seems to have no idea what emotions such as resentment and dissatisfaction are.

He always smiles, looks at everything he encounters calmly and accepts it frankly.

Even though I am always stared at with strange eyes and treated as a freak by people around me.

But when he sees someone in need of help, he will lend a helping hand without hesitation.

Even if this person was a stranger to him and even if he himself might get hurt.

This unrealistically gentle boy lives his life in his own way in a world that is neither gentle nor right.

“I remember it was in this place.”

Following the direction marked on the map, Natsume Takashi walked with some difficulty on the path overgrown with weeds.

This road was recorded in Reiko's diary as a heavily traveled dirt road.

But when Takashi Natsume came here, it was already overgrown with weeds. If he hadn't followed Reiko's diary, he wouldn't even have been able to find this path.

Whenever he sees these things, Natsume Takashi would sigh at the changes in the world.

Those old people will always miss the old days.

Because life nowadays is changing so fast, it seems to be changing every day.

This change frightened them.

My hometown and house, which had not changed in the past few decades, seemed to have become completely unfamiliar overnight.

How can this not make them miss the old days?

Natsume Takashi, who is searching for monsters along the way according to Reiko's diary, is also deeply touched by this change.

Many of the prosperous places recorded in Lingzi's diary are now desolate and uninhabited.

Some places that appear to be secluded and peaceful in the diary have now become part of the steel forest.

Countless people pass by here every day, but no one is willing to stop and admire the scenery.

Who cares about these cookie-cutter buildings?

Whenever he saw these changes, Natsume Takashi felt indescribable in his heart.

Follow the path that predecessors have walked, hoping to see the scenery that predecessors have seen.

But what I saw was a completely different scene.

Only the monsters who still hold on here can tell Natsume Takashi their past stories.

Pushing aside the overgrown weeds, Natsume Takashi looked towards the abandoned amusement park not far away.

Has it been abandoned?

That's also expected.

Standing in front of the deserted entrance of the amusement park, Natsume Takashi checked the diary in his hand and confirmed that this was the place he was looking for.

Abandoned amusement park, broken carousel.

The clown, who was casually abandoned on the chair, had a funny smile on his face.

The rusted Ferris wheel seemed like it would never turn again.

The doll from who knows how many years ago was lying limply on the ground, its pupils made of black buttons staring straight at the sky.

As if waiting for his master to take him back.

"This doll was a very popular style at Reiko's time."

The cat teacher said as he poked his head out of his bag.

At that time, Lingzi complained to him that the doll was very expensive and she didn't understand why those people would spend so much money to buy a useless doll.

Although he said that, Mr. Cat still saw a hint of desire in Reiko's mouth.

So the next day, Mr. Cat got one for Lingzi.

Looking at Reiko's surprised smile, Teacher Cat felt that he was in a good mood too.

Picking up the doll, Natsume Takashi placed it on the dusty bench.

"You are really sentimental."

After yawning, the cat teacher said casually.

At the same time, she moved her body so that Natsume Takashi would not see her complicated look.

There is nostalgia and sadness in his eyes.

The friendship between the immortal species and the short-lived species always seems to end in sadness.

The more you care about it, the sadder you will be.

Closing his eyes, Teacher Cat took a short nap.

Although he always acts as if he doesn't care, Lingzi is still his friend anyway.

No one knew what he was thinking when he heard the news of Reiko's death.

Maybe he was thinking about how short human life is, or maybe he was thinking about some unfulfilled promises between Lingzi and himself.

Who knows?

Anyway, no matter what you ask, Mr. Cat won’t admit it.

After all, cats are tsundere creatures (laughs).

Natsume Takashi smiled but didn't say anything.

Instead, he turned around and looked for the monster from that year in the amusement park.

Not long after searching, Natsume Takashi seemed to hear some sound.

".............young monster."

"Did you drop this golden apple or this silver apple?"

"Ah? I didn't drop my apple. My apple is here."

"Stop talking nonsense. If I say you dropped it, then you dropped it."

“Then I did drop it.”

"Dishonest child, I have confiscated your apple."

"???!!!!!!"

A familiar voice came from a distance, and Natsume Takashi suddenly felt that he seemed to have encountered this situation before?

Rorschach took two steps at a time and quickly moved forward, and appeared in front of Natsume Takashi, who was bullying a monster.

"Mr. Rorschach?"

Looking at Rorschach who was trying to snatch the apple from the monster, Natsume Takashi slowly typed a question mark.

What is going on?

Bad demons blackmailing innocent monsters?

"Why is it you again?"

Looking at Natsume Takashi who emerged from the woods, Rorschach also slowly typed a question mark.

Why do you always show up every time I bully monsters?

"I want to ask you this question, too."

After hearing Rorschach's voice, the cat teacher opened his eyes and complained.

Why is this demon different from the ones I have seen before?

What happened to the saying that all demons are innocent, kind and cute?

This is obviously wrong?!

How could a naive, kind-hearted little cutie steal other people's things?

"I'm making money."

Rorschach snatched the apple from the monster's hand with force and said naturally.

He doesn't look embarrassed at all.

Chapter 160: I've decided, I want to be king (funny)

After snatching the apple from the monster, Rorschach looked at Natsume Takashi with some surprise.

He was looking for monsters before he went to the demon world, and he was still looking for monsters after he came back.

It’s great that there is something to do every day.

Rorschach sighed.

Although he had no homework to do and did not need a part-time job to make money, Rorschach occasionally wondered if he should find something to do.

It’s fun to play games and read comics every day, but after a long time you’ll feel a bit empty, and those mediocre authors update very slowly.

Tsk, can’t you be more self-conscious and lock yourself in a small dark room to become a code-writing queen, and not be allowed out to eat until you write 20,000 words a day?

Rorschach now always feels that he should do something.

Like getting some French fries or something.