Married life with Bakugo

"Where are you going?" His voice was quite nice.

I turned around and met his obsidian eyes, hey, what a beauty.

I gathered the towel and knelt down to be at eye level with him: "Are you okay?"

"What's the matter?" He really looks like a cat, a big black cat with beautiful and elegant fur.

I turned my head and glanced at the shattered glass: "Did you not get hurt when you fell in from there?"

He stared at me for a while: "You are so weak."

I:?It's a bit rude, brother ha dei.

"Why would mother arrange for a woman like you to go on a blind date with me?" He glanced at my bracelet, "He is still from another dimension, has mother already resorted to all means to get me married?"

The amount of information in these few sentences is really amazing. Regardless of why the blind date flew in from the window, the point is: "You must have mistaken the blind date. My name is Ueno Nana. Is your blind date called Ueno Nana?"

He really paused when he heard the words: "No."

"Look," I breathed a sigh of relief, but I was still able to communicate, "You really went—flyed to the wrong room."

"We've seen each other before." He clenched his right hand and slammed it lightly into the palm of his left hand, and suddenly said something incomprehensible.

"...No, you must be mistaken, we really haven't met before."

"dreaming."

"Oh..." It was very hard for me to raise and let go.

"The person I dreamed of the first time looked exactly like you."

So... what does that mean?Is that what I understand?But this embarrassing thing he said so honestly made me doubt my own judgment.

He slammed closer: "It's really similar."

Grab my arm: "Touch."

"Hey……"

"sound."

I want to break his hand free.

"The way you look when you're struggling."

A slap just hit his face, he was stunned, and I was also stunned.

The voice was really crisp and loud, and a bright red slap was particularly obvious on his fair face.

"I'm sorry, I just want you to let go, I didn't want to really hit you, I'm really sorry, does it hurt?" This seemed to be the first time I slapped a boy.

He seems to have not recovered from the force of the beating: "You... so strange."

I don't think you have any say in flying in through the window while someone else is showering.

It's weird talking about that fact squatting in the bathroom, especially when I'm only wearing a towel.I sent him out of the bathroom, quickly changed into my clothes, and went out without even drying his hair.

When I went out, he was on the phone, and I didn't know what he said. The woman on the other end of the phone seemed very excited: "Is Mommy's Illumi finally enlightened?"

It turned out that he was on the phone with his family, but his mother's voice was too penetrating.

"Well, that's it. I'll take her back as soon as possible." Illumi hung up the phone.

"Are you still leaving?" I asked.

"Right now." He looked at me.

"Oh." My favorite thing to do after taking a bath is to drink hot milk. It is very effective in calming the nerves and helping sleep. I found out my own milk powder and made a cup to drink.

Illumi on the side looked at me with big black eyes.

"Um, do you want to drink too?" I shook my milk glass.

He nodded his noble head and sat upright on the sofa.

I sighed and made him a glass: "Here, hurry up and leave after you finish drinking, I'm going to bed, and I have to catch the morning train back to school tomorrow."

He didn't speak, just took the cup and drank it quickly.

His face looks like a girl's, but his arms and thighs are very strong, and he should be in good condition at home, but I don't agree with his weird way of appearing on the blind date.

"Let's go." He put the glass down and told me.

"Goodbye, remember to show me the door when you go out." I said goodbye to him.

Instead of walking towards the door, he opened the window.

Me: "...the door is over there, you went wrong... what are you doing, why are you hugging me? Hey..."

This guy hugged me and jumped directly from the window.

At that moment, I was so afraid of heights that I almost wanted to swear, this is the sixteenth floor, what are you kidding, is it sick to jump from the sixteenth floor?You don't have to take me with you if you want to die! !

I was so scared that I couldn't make a sound. I could only hug the perpetrator's neck tightly.

Fortunately, this guy should be... what is the name of this world's personality... um... a master of telekinetic ability, he didn't die when he jumped from such a high place with me in his arms.

I have a relatively big advantage that I have a good mentality. I can’t beat him when I beat me. I simply saved the procedure of struggling. With the mentality that the worst is death, I was kidnapped by him all the way home. It was only when I was at the gate of the trial that I realized that he was the young master of a family of killers who contracted a mountain: Illumi beat the enemy.

Watching him push open several trial doors, I rubbed the goosebumps on my arms in fear. It is right not to resist, I can't even count as someone's meal.

He didn't do anything to me, and took me to meet his parents.

His mother was wearing an exaggerated gothic skirt, half of her face was covered with a dozen small fans, and her electronic eyes scanned me: "Are you the girl Illumi likes? Or a girl from another dimension."

His dad has thick silver hair, muscular like a super saiyan, looks a little scary, I instinctively seek shelter, but in this situation, what kind of shelter can I look for, of course, to Iru Mi hides behind.

He patted me on the head very satisfied: "Father, mother, I like her very much."

"Is it the liking of being a pet or the liking of wanting to marry her and have children in the future?" His silver-haired lion-like father asked quite bluntly.

Ilumi was at a loss: "I don't know, can I keep her as a pet for a while? If you don't like it, let her go back."

Hey I fucked up.I'm a real person, so I just want to be a pet?Have you ever asked for my opinion?Even if a family of famous killers beats up enemies and makes me a pet, then I will...

Still be chant QAQ.

The pass, clothes, and money are all left in the hotel at the foot of the mountain. I have nothing but the suit I am wearing. If I haven’t returned by the time, some classmates should help to call the police to find me as a missing person.

But, as Illumi's pet, I didn't suffer much. After all, I was in such a big family, and I didn't treat me badly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation. If you say it restricts the freedom of life, I'm a housekeeper, but it's my way willing.

It was a little cool.

Illumi also let me eat with their family, but their meals are separate from mine, and their meals are poisonous, which is not suitable for a weak chicken like me.

It is said that the chef of his family also has a periodic table of poisoning, and the poisons given in a month will not bring heavy samples.

Me: Excuse me.

Every time I lower my head to eat the food on the plate, I can feel several probing and curious eyes stabbing at me, but when I look up, everyone is eating their own food as if nothing happened, only Illumi Staring at me without moving.

"Why does it take so long to eat such a small amount of food?" He blinked his cat's eyes and asked curiously.

"Because I eat slowly and have a small stomach, I can't eat much." There's nothing to ask about this.

"I always feel that yours tastes better." Illumi looked at the unfinished food on my plate with a puzzled expression.

"It's all the same food and it tastes the same."

"Perhaps the taste will be different after being poisoned." He looked at me with piercing eyes.

I had no choice but to insert a piece of meat to his mouth silently: "Then you have a taste."

He took a bite of the meat, chewed and swallowed: "It really should be delicious."

I cut another piece of meat with a knife: "Do you want me to continue feeding you?"

"Yes." I actually read a little happiness from his almost inorganic eyes, like a cat.

Others ate faster than me, and by the time Illumi and I finished eating the steak one bite at a time, the silver-haired little bean named Qiya had already eaten half of the chocolate cake for dessert.

But why is there only dessert in front of him? Wait a minute, it's ridiculous that he ate it up...

I also kind of want to eat.

Gently tugged at Yilumi's sleeve: "Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi."

"Huh?" He lowered his head.

I whispered in his ear, "I want to eat that chocolate cake from Chiya."

He cooperated with me in lowering his voice, and stuck it to my ear: "That one is poisonous, let the chef make another one for you at dinner tomorrow."

I was a little embarrassed to agree so quickly, after all, it was in someone else's house: "You don't have to make it so big, just half the size of Qi Ya's."

"I want to eat cake with you too." He continued whispering.

"Then do you want me to feed you?"

His invisible cat ears seemed to be erected alertly: "Yes."

"Ahem, Illumi, don't flirt while eating," his mother reminded.

"Sorry Mom, I didn't know it was flirting," he replied in a very serious voice.

I couldn't help but chuckled a little.

As if discovering a new world, Illumi immediately leaned over and stared at my face: "You just laughed."

"No... can't you?" Could it be said that the family of killers can't just laugh casually?Thinking about it this way, Illumi has never smiled in front of me.

"No, it's just a little..." He hesitated, probably thinking of a suitable adjective, "novelty."

"Why are you talking so quietly to me?" He asked curiously in a low voice when the maid at home came to collect the dishes.

"It's a whisper, it's not good to be overheard by other people in your family."

As soon as I said this, there were unnatural coughing sounds all around.

"Actually," Illumi showed a successful prank expression, "They have heard it a long time ago."

Oh, it's embarrassing to throw it to another dimension.