Madarame short story fanfic.
Warm and relaxing. The copywriter is incompetent, so I cut off a section of the content. If you like it, please accept it. Three chapters completed, updated the next day.
"Teacher, do you still remember the first time you saw me?" Natsume suddenly asked an irrelevant question.
"Well, remember, what's wrong?" Teacher Cat held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, "Did you figure it out and give me the friend account?"
"No. We agreed to give it to you after I die." Natsume smiled slightly, but was a little disappointed. It may not remember that silly child. That's right, didn't he also leave that meeting deep in his memory?
"Hmph!" Teacher Cat turned his head, snorted disdainfully, and said vaguely, "You were easier to deceive when you were a kid..."
When Natsume heard this, he was stunned and his expression was a little frozen.
"Natsume, hurry up. Ahead is Nanatsujiya! Steamed buns! Steamed buns!" Teacher Neko jumped and shouted.
Some things don't need to be said, he already knows them. Teacher Cat is just awkward. Is it okay for him to think this way? In its long life, every bit of him occupies the most conspicuous and important place, so it doesn't want him to forget even a single bit. However, it doesn't know that it occupies an equally important position in its own life... An irreplaceable existence...
Chapter 3 is still under review and was eaten by Jinjiang! But I have already published it!
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