[My English] One Hundred Ways to Follow Shouta Aizawa

Seeing that the time was about the same, Aizawa Shouta got up to pay the bill.

He sent me to the glass door, watched me swipe my card and went inside before turning and leaving.

I hid around the corner, glanced at his back and turned into the elevator.

He also entered the apartment with his card, but this apartment was not a double room, and had the same layout as the room of Aizawa Shota.

Unexpectedly, the little author's arrangement was clean and not as messy as I imagined. I lay on the sofa and turned on the TV, and the loud laughter came from the stereo to cover the voices of the people coming back from work nearby.

The door lock rang at this moment, Shirai Baiye stepped into the door, holding a vegetable basket.Her eyes had unnaturally dilated pupils, and the smile on her face had froze for hours, but now she ambled toward me.

I stopped manipulating her after she stopped.

When she saw me, her expression changed suddenly: "You! Who are you! How did you get into my house!"

I didn't expect her to have such a reaction. She smacked her lips impatiently, stretched out her fingers and snapped her eyes, and looked at her dilated pupils again, standing there like a puppet.

"Bai Ye, Bai Ye!" I called her name, and she suddenly came to her senses with an apologetic expression on her face.

"Sorry, Li Caojiang, I'm in a daze again, I'll cook for you now, don't worry." After she finished speaking, she hurried to the kitchen, picked up a brand new apron from the side, and walked into the clean kitchen to start cooking.

I didn't even look at her, the aftereffects of modifying memory were churning in my brain, I took out a candy from my pocket, picked up the paper clothes, and threw it into my mouth.Sugar can alleviate this aftereffect, especially if I also like to eat sweet things, it is more indulgent.

The sharp teeth crushed the sugar shell, and inside was a sweet and sour strawberry heart, and he squinted his eyes in satisfaction, like a cat basking in the sun lazily lying on the sofa.

Just then, the phone in my pocket rang.

"Hey?"

(When will you come back.)

It turned out to be hanging.

I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, but I didn't realize that it was a decoration. The hands had already stopped at six o'clock in the noon and hadn't moved.

"What time is it?"

(Seven! It's seven! Didn't you say you were coming back for dinner today!)

I burst out laughing, thinking of his desperate look and wanting to kill a few people, I laughed for a while, ignoring the dead handle wooden hanging on the other side of the phone that suddenly quieted down, the whole person was rolling around on the big sofa, It's a pity that Le Ji Sheng Bei fell to the ground, and his head hit the corner of the table.

"Ouch!" I yelled, rubbing the back of my swollen head and sitting up cross-legged, not caring about my reservedness as a girl.

Shirai Baiye in the kitchen turned a deaf ear to this, while the dead handle wooden hanger on the phone was still as quiet as a chicken.

An ominous premonition rose in my heart, and I asked, "Did you become a demon again today?"

There was a sigh on the phone.

(Sorry Miss, Sigang Mudiao was so angry that he dropped his phone and went away.)

Isn’t that voice Heiwu? No wonder Sigang Muhang didn’t respond at all just now. Now I don’t blame him: “Then Heiwu, come and pick me up. After all, I still have to come back for the agreed dinner.” of."

I stood up while talking, looking at the simple dishes prepared by Shirai Shiraiya, the appearance was satisfactory, and the strong smell of the food filled the whole room.

"Come on, Black Mist, take it back and give it a try!"

"Bah." Sigang Muhang spat out the food in his mouth, "Who made this dish, let me kill him!" He threw away the chopsticks and stood up, already feeling depressed in his heart, but now he is so angry kicked the table.

Seeing his appearance, I also yelled: "What are you doing! A wooden hanging with a dead handle!"

He didn't call him by his full name for a long time, he froze on the spot and didn't take back the leg that kicked over the table, and the table was exposed/exposed, he seemed to panic for a moment, but he felt that he shouldn't be like this and stuck his neck Rebuttal: "This meal is too bad...I'll buy another one!"

"Then why are you kicking around, don't clean it up, it's not good, if you don't eat it, others will eat it!"

However, there are dead wooden hangings around this small table. The three of us, Heiwu and I, this other person naturally refers to Heiwu. After all, I also think that although the appearance is good, it is really hard to swallow.

Hei Wu's back was facing Sigangmuhang's death eyes like thorns on his back. He laughed dryly and waved his hands again and again: "Sigangmuhang, you really should go out and wander around to see if there are suitable talents."

I stared at Sidangmu without saying a word, glanced at the mess on the ground, turned around and ran to the laboratory, but Sidangmu did not catch up.

Yue Yintou is still busy in his small room, his eyeliner has spread all over the corners of the city, and when I went, he was staring at the screen with his fingers flying.

I just stood behind him, watching him busy and expecting when he would find me.

When Yue Yintou found a big living person standing behind him, he really jumped and fell off the chair, hit his head on the table and took a cold breath, staring at me blankly.

"What's the matter, are you stupid?" I stretched out my hand and waved it in front of him, and gestured for another number, "Come on, dear, guess what it is?"

Yue Yintou slapped my hand away, he rubbed the swollen place with an unhappy expression, "You treat me like a fool!"

"No." I shook my head, looked at his relaxed face and continued with a mischievous tone: "At least a fool knows when it's time to eat."

Suddenly Yue Yinto stopped talking, he sat on the chair and turned back to the computer, pretending that the previous farce didn't happen and started busy with his work again.

With the last button pressed, he turned off the monitor, and said to me nonchalantly: "Let's go, I'm hungry, your enemy alliance won't starve your subordinates." After that, he took the lead and walked in front.

I slapped him on the back, making him stagger. He turned his head back dumbfounded and looked at the small body in front of him in disbelief.

I pretended not to know: "What is your enemy alliance, it is our enemy alliance." Once on this thief ship, don't even think about going down.

But when we returned to the small bar, we only saw the dead handle wooden hanging swaggeringly sitting on his exclusive sofa, without the cover of the hand mask that he usually wears, his pale and dry skin was exposed, his eyes With one finger holding the wine glass filled with ice cubes, he shook it and listened to the sound of the ice cubes hitting the glass wall.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head and pulled out a mocking smile, his scarlet bloodshot eyes were like hungry wolves staring in our direction.

He said, "Are you willing to come up?"

I was puzzled, I just went down for a while, this guy, why is he crazy?