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The Daily Life of a Psychic Person
Light Novel灵能力者的万事屋日常
Regrettably, Nothing Will Happen
Nosaka Akira wrote in "Grave of the Fireflies": Cherish today, cherish the present, who knows which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident. Chen Xiaoyu, who had lived in confusion for twenty years, didn't really understand this sentence until the moment he was diagnosed with cancer. He thought he would be hysterical when facing death, but in the end he was left with only calm. In this way, a short life worth noting was completed. When he opened his eyes again, the baby's cry pierced the Tokyo winter night. Chen Xiaoyu died and was replaced by Natsume Kiyo. In this life, he was frail and sick, but he never thought that it was more than that. Unexpectedly, he opened a door to a world he had never seen before - psychics, onmyoji, urban ghost stories, mountain monsters, gods of Takamagahara... He has seen bizarre visions deep in the streets, witnessed the disputes, intersections, and reconciliations between humans and monsters, and has been connected with souls and minds that span a hundred years. He stumbled through one difficulty after another, just to understand each other, learn to tolerate, and protect the pure land he created. "Welcome to Natsume Everything, my surname is Natsume, and I am the owner here." "Please come in and sit for a while, and I will try my best to resolve your worries. Whether it is family disputes, academic problems, or strange stories, monster folklore - oh, the latter happens to be my specialty." "Don't believe it? Haha." The green lamp on the desk has been turned on, and hundreds of candles have been lit one after another. "Please listen carefully, our first story begins."
Nosaka Akira wrote in "Grave of the Fireflies": Cherish today, cherish the present, who knows which one will come first, tomorrow or the accident. Chen Xiaoyu, who had lived in confusion for twenty years, didn't really understand this sentence until the moment he was diagnosed with cancer. He thought he would be hysterical when facing death, but in the end he was left with only calm. In this way, a short life worth noting was completed. When he opened his eyes again, the baby's cry pierced the Tokyo winter night. Chen Xiaoyu died and was replaced by Natsume Kiyo. In this life, he was frail and sick, but he never thought that it was more than that. Unexpectedly, he opened a door to a world he had never seen before - psychics, onmyoji, urban ghost stories, mountain monsters, gods of Takamagahara... He has seen bizarre visions deep in the streets, witnessed the disputes, intersections, and reconciliations between humans and monsters, and has been connected with souls and minds that span a hundred years. He stumbled through one difficulty after another, just to understand each other, learn to tolerate, and protect the pure land he created. "Welcome to Natsume Everything, my surname is Natsume, and I am the owner here." "Please come in and sit for a while, and I will try my best to resolve your worries. Whether it is family disputes, academic problems, or strange stories, monster folklore - oh, the latter happens to be my specialty." "Don't believe it? Haha." The green lamp on the desk has been turned on, and hundreds of candles have been lit one after another. "Please listen carefully, our first story begins."