At the funeral of Mr. And Mrs. Fujiwara.
Chang Jingsi, who was born in a family of demon slayers, came uninvited. He was dressed in black and twisting rosary beads. Half of the left eye was crimson and dark, and his gaze was like a hawk staring at the prey, analyzing the pros and cons one by one, and pressing forward step by step:
"Join the field clan and let me protect you."
Natsume had no choice but to retreat and finally relented.
Little did he know, he was just like a lost lamb who went astray and fell into the trap that had been set for him.
From then on, thousands of rivers and mountains followed, and the field spent the rest of his life weaving shackles for him.
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There are many private settings, ambiguous pulling and pulling in the early stage, forced love in the middle stage, and crematorium in the later stage.
Intention: Love is eternal, when the one I love is you