[My English] One Hundred Ways to Follow Shouta Aizawa

That night I lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. When I closed my eyes, my nose was filled with the breath of Aizawa Shouta.

His breath, his deep voice, his faint smile as he rubbed the cat's head, and him—that hug.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuui, I rolled directly to the ground, I rolled directly to the ground.

"What's the matter." The dead handle wooden hanging happened to pass by the door. He heard the movement in the house, kicked the door open and walked in. What he saw was the girl wrapped in a silkworm chrysalis. He sneered and walked over to hug her. In my arms.

I managed to get my head out of the bed, and what I saw was the impatient expression on Sigang Mudiao's face.

"What's the matter..." Wrapping the quilt tightly, I looked at him with an unhappy face, as if he was going to fulfill the responsibility of the enemy alliance in the next moment, his hands trembled slightly, not because he hugged him for too long The resulting weakness is more likely to be due to anger.

"Did someone offend you?" I wondered if he had met someone recently, but Sigang Muhang stayed in the bar for a long time, rarely went out for a walk and would not go to places like Xiongying High School.

"Could it be... Stein?"

Sure enough, when he heard the name, he became even more manic. He wrapped his arms around my waist so that I could stand obediently on the ground. Looking up at him, he kept grabbing his neck until he scratched the blood and was bleeding.

"Hanging!" I stood on tiptoe and pulled his hand down, using my personality to calm his irritable mood, "If you don't like him, just let him go. As for the teacher, I'm here to help you." Handle."

"No." He stiffly broke free from my movements and covered his lower face, the shadow cast by his forehead covered the dark tide in his scarlet eyes, "The teacher is right, if you want to achieve your long-cherished wish, you must do your best. Because seeing this person is very unpleasant, this kind of reason loses a little possibility."

I frowned slightly, and I didn't know what the AFO teacher said to him, but I couldn't go to question him, but I didn't agree with the teacher's statement from the bottom of my heart.The dead handle wooden hanging should have been reckless, but it was chained by AFO.

"It's okay, hang on." His hands hooked his neck and carried it in his arms. He knelt down on the ground and hugged my waist along with the movement.When he loosened his strength, his back bumped against the hard side of the experimental table, and he didn't care about it. Just this movement alone hugged Sidangmu in his arms, soothing his back one after another.

"It's okay, Hang, you won't be able to see what you don't want to see after a while."

"Who are you?" His voice was hoarse and low, like rough sandpaper rubbing against each other. At this moment, the tip of the knife was pointing downwards, and thick blood flowed along the gully of the blade, and fell drop by drop on the ground to form a small puddle of blood. Go wipe it clean and just put the knife back into its sheath.

He kicked the motionless corpse in hero costume in front of him, and snorted coldly with disdain: "This kind of social rubbish is not worthy of being a hero at all."

I looked at the man in front of me with great interest, leaning against the cold wall, letting the coldness from the dead seep into the bone marrow through the fabric: "Then who do you think can be called a qualified hero? All Might?"

Stein was a little bit annoyed at the name I blurted out, not against All Might, but simply because it was mentioned so casually.

"Shut up." He glared in my direction, as if threatening, "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you too?"

I looked at the corpse on the ground, I couldn't recognize the hero, but I didn't care much about his attitude, "I'm so scared, who made me a weak girl."

Hearing this, he became even more disdainful, and said mockingly: "The enemy alliance is full of people like you, even if it has already fulfilled its long-cherished wish."

"Pfft, you are really interesting."

One can see through this essence at a glance, and Stein is not a lunatic as others say, on the contrary he is very rational.His madness and persistence are only aimed at those unqualified heroes he thinks, but he has never shot at ordinary people.

And the so-called words to kill me are nothing more than simple words without actual actions. Who makes me a weak and powerless ordinary citizen?

Walking behind with his hands in his pockets, following Stein out of this smelly and dark alley, as for the corpse inside, he was not worried that no one would find him.Whether it is the modus operandi or the surrounding traces, it can be seen that this is a battle without resistance.

I have only a general knowledge of Stein's personality, but I can't help feeling sorry for the crude use he made of his own.It is obvious that a person can be obliterated without bloodshed, but every time the scene is so bloody.

Maybe he wanted to arouse widespread awareness in the society through this behavior, but it always caused the opposite result to his expectations.On the contrary, the heroes became more active because of his behavior, and at the same time, it also aroused the panic of the people, and also fueled the arrogance of the villains.

Stein, Stein, what exactly do you want?

I looked at his lonely and lingering back, and I couldn't get a good ending after all.

How similar are people like us, who follow our own heart and walk on the path of persistence alone, knowing that there is a cliff ahead, we will go on without hesitation.He may already know his end, but he still wants to fight for his ideal.

What he longs for is a society full of heroes like All Might, but I deeply understand that it is just a luxury. When individuality disappears, this turbulent society will return to its original stability.

"So where are you going now?"

"Nothing to do with you."

"Hey, are you going to your temporary residence in Hosu?"

"Shut up." He seemed to be annoyed again, and I always enjoyed it, seeing how he wanted to kill me but couldn't do it was so pleasant, "Didn't you already get all my information? If you try again like this, there will be no harm." What's the point?"

Stein's passion can only be stimulated by facing those heroes and scum, otherwise he is a boring man, but this still makes me interested in him, and this bad taste is just to see if he can get it What a sad ending.

"It's not the same, how could it be the same? The answer on paper is completely different from the answer you gave out of your mouth." I waved my hand and followed behind him step by step.

"Then you've got the answer now, let's leave quickly. I said before that even if I cooperate with the enemy alliance, I don't want you to hinder me."

"Where am I hindering you? I'm helping you." I smiled wantonly, "Or would you see the ugly side of those heroes like this?"

Those who struggled to resist or flee, with the fear of death in their eyes but unable to let go of their arrogance and restraint as heroes, were finally killed with a single blow.And what I did was just to give them a little hint of their psychology.

I want to live.

—a hint.