[My English] One Hundred Ways to Follow Shouta Aizawa

The white porridge exudes a warm aroma. It looks delicious, but the rice grains are stewed very badly, and the temperature is just right. I don’t like side dishes so much, so I swallow the porridge directly with the salty taste of light soy sauce. , don't worry about choking.

Like starving.

"If it's not enough, just lick another bowl."

"Enough is enough."

Aizawa Yuta ate his portion while I cleaned up the broken pieces of the thermometer, and now he's reading the newspaper while he waits for me to finish eating.

It seems that I know what he is going to say to me, maybe to delay the time, my movements have slowed down a lot, at least it will not give people a feeling of wolfing down.

But there is always a time to finish a bowl of porridge, no matter how unwilling to face things, there will always be that day.

I put down my chopsticks, and at the same time he put down the newspaper.

"Then." Aizawa Shouta restrained his sloppy breath and sat upright, "You've recovered from your illness, so you can leave now."

"I'm not healed yet, didn't the thermometer measure the temperature?" Just like Midnight said before, I gained a moment of peace by staying beside Aizawa, although I expected that he would not allow me to stay A long time, but people are always greedy, I also try to extend this period of time.

"Your fever has subsided." Aizawa Xiaota said so.

I pouted, but I just gave up in my heart and didn't argue with him again. Maybe I didn't want to see his tough side, or I didn't want to show my embarrassed fleeing back.

I evoked a smile, compromised, and said, "Well, that's true." I didn't think about the possibility of relapse.I clasped my hands together, muttered 'thank you for your hospitality' in a low voice, and then stood up.

When I first came here, the only thing I carried was a mobile phone, and when I left, I was still wearing the same attire as before.After breaking away from those low-interest little skirts of Niuguragi, I still prefer the everyday vest and shorts. I put on a bright red sun protection jacket, put one hand in the pocket and the other hand waved to Aizawa Shota standing at the door. Say goodbye.

"Then, goodbye, Mr. Aizawa, thank you for taking care of me during this time."

Aizawa Shouta didn't say goodbye to me, and didn't watch me leave, as if he was sending off a plague god, the door was mercilessly closed, and the noisy cell phone ringing faintly came from the living room.

I walked along the corridor towards the elevator room. At first I followed Aizawa, and yesterday I followed Midnight. The short path felt extremely long at the moment. I couldn't help but turn around, but there was no silhouette.

It turns out that the male protagonist in the TV series ran out to keep the female protagonist and so on, it was really just filming TV.Then he sighed inaudibly and stepped into the elevator door.

I was the only one in the elevator, and when I went all the way down the elevator, I was thinking what went wrong, why was he so unmoved?Is it because of where I come from or is it too ok?But before I could figure out the answer, I came to the underground garage.

The coldness of the hot basement away from the ground seeped into the bone marrow.

I shivered.Looking around, there was no one there except for the parked vehicles. He deliberately chose a blind spot to avoid the monitor, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and entered the phone number he knew by heart.

"Hey, is it black mist? Come pick me up. I'm a little tired."

Aizawa Shouta walked into the living room with his slippers drooping after seeing off Riyao Io, and he naturally heard the cell phone constantly calling.

"Here we come." After scratching his hair, he picked up the phone with one hand, "Who?"

(Eraser head!--)

The loud noises in his ears made his brain numb, and bursts of tinnitus swarmed out of his cochlea, causing him to sway and fall down to sit on the sofa. In this position, he kept a blank face and silently moved away from the receiver. He regretted in his heart: If he had known earlier, he should have looked at the source of the call—but after glancing at the number, he immediately discovered that the call was from Xiongying.

Strange, isn't today a holiday?Why is Mike still in school?

Before Aizawa Shouta could figure out why, the phone on the other side was robbed by Midnight again, and she squeezed away Mike who was trying to say something, but the language organization was a bit incoherent.

(Is it Aizawa? The girl who lived in your house before! Stop her! Don't let her go!)

"Ah, but she just left." Although Aizawa Yuta replied like this, he also knew that there must be some urgent matter when he called at midnight, so he immediately calculated that if he went to chase now, it might be too late. So he strode towards the door while holding his mobile phone.

"Is there something wrong with her?"

(That’s right! When I went out alone with her yesterday, I learned about her personality. It’s not about ‘perception fine-tuning’, but ‘listening’. Simply put, it’s mind reading! I went to the school this morning to ask about it Principal, the result is terrible! She may have something to do with the laboratory explosion four years ago!)

"Explosion in the laboratory?" Aizawa Xiaota frowned and realized that the matter was not simple.

(It’s the kind of laboratory that specializes in buying special personalities for research! Although this kind of laboratory has been abolished and cracked down a long time ago, I didn’t expect that there were still fish that slipped through the net. We don’t know much about this. After all, there are too few insiders, and most of the people involved died in the explosion. But her personality description is similar to an experiment report leaked by that laboratory, so I need to bring it here to ask for clarification! This personality is too special !)

When Midnight said this, Aizawa Shouta's eyelids suddenly twitched, but he didn't pay attention to it, but a sense of ominousness suddenly appeared deep in his heart.He changed from walking to running, desperately pressing the elevator button, but the elevator couldn't go upstairs.

Watching the elevator stop one floor at a time, Aizawa Xiaotao felt uncomfortable.

"It was put together."

(what?)

He didn't answer Midnight's doubts. In his desperation, he pushed aside the fire exit and ran up the stairs to the door in three big steps.The security measures in this apartment are excellent, but now Aizawa Shouta would rather not have such strict measures.

He swiped his card anxiously to pass the door, his shoulder accidentally hit the door frame and there was severe pain.But he doesn't care about it now.

He rushed out of the gate and stood on the wide road, but the empty street he entered was empty.

"Oops, I can't find it."

Aizawa Yuta replied accordingly.