What you gonna do when an angel falls out the sky? | Hanamiya
Natsume was falling.
How? Well, long story short, it came down to youkai troubles again, the way it always seemed to. A violent one finding out where you slept was never a good thing, so Natsume had taken things into his own hands.
He couldn't let the youkai cause trouble for his roommates, so he'd set up a magic circle up this cliff that hardly anyone went up to, and lured the ayakashi there. But he hadn't been able to get a container suitable for sealing away youkai, so his only choice had been one to expel the spirit from this island.
Of course, it seemed like those spells always were the most explosive as well, and although Natsume had succeeded, he had been caught off balance and the force of the activation had sent him flying right past the edge of the cliff.
For an instant, suspended in the air in that moment between flying upward and plummeting straight down, Natsume thought to himself how familiar this was. And then the falling began. He wasn't high enough for the fall to mean certain death, but the problem was that he was falling backward, head first, which was quite obviously bad news.
"AHHHHHHHHH!"