As soon as the words were spoken, Zhong Yuanzhong also found that his emotions seemed not quite right, not so much concern, but more like some kind of questioning for unknown reasons.

When he first returned to the residence, he thought he would see someone laying down in the bedroom to sleep, but he found a pile of messy clothes on the sofa, and a mobile phone was thrown beside him. There is a familiar black cat pendant attached to it, and one can know without dialing to verify that it is Juri Aizawa's cell phone.

Was it secretly captured by some organization?

This was the first guess that popped up in his mind, which made him anxious.However, judging from his appearance, he still remained calm, turned on the computer without panic, and retrieved the images captured by the surveillance camera outside the house.

This residential building is very concealed. If he hadn't told him personally, few people would have imagined that Chuya Zhongyuan, one of the five cadres of the port mafia, would actually place a place so close to civilians for himself. A place to rest temporarily.

Although the possibility of exposure is slim, he still has the necessary security measures in place.For example, several micro-monitors indoors and outdoors are enough to record all the tiniest noises.

Let me state in advance that he has no voyeurism, so when the guests checked in, he cut off the video transmission in the room.Fortunately, that didn't stop him from searching for the truth. After a quick playback of the outdoor video, he didn't find any traces of intruders. Instead, he saw a little black cat jumping out of the window.

He cut a picture and enlarged it, and the special mark near the tailbone of the other party was clearly displayed in front of his eyes.

——It seems that the cat ran out by itself... In such a state of no combat power, where are you going to play? !

He has clearly said many times, don't run around, but the result is obvious, the feline never listens to what others say.

The orange-haired young man who consciously took on the important role of the owner couldn't let it go, so he simply sat down against the wall, closed his eyes and recharged his batteries, as if guarding the house and waiting for the cat.Fortunately, it was exactly in line with his speculation, the guy who sneaked out came back unscathed, and was going to report to the school with his clothes and mobile phone.

Is it because you want to educate the other party as a senior, or is it out of selfishness to get some answers?Even he himself couldn't tell the difference clearly. In order to suppress the inexplicable restlessness and uneasiness, he took out the cigarette case from his pocket, put on one habitually, and stood in the hazy mist waiting for the other party's answer.

"I took a look at Xiaotai...he is my guardian, you should remember." The guy who didn't notice the young man's mood swings lowered his head, and while giving an explanation casually, he reached out to pick up the clothes that had been left all night , ready to put on the body.However, his actions were first attracted by the screen of the mobile phone, and he changed his target accordingly.

A newly received text message from Shota Aizawa.

"Hey, what Olmert said is indeed right. The parents are still very soft-hearted. They must want to reconcile with me..." After listening to the guardian's inner analysis all night, Aizawa Juli consciously saw the truth of victory. Shuguang immediately opened the text message happily, and then, his happy expression suddenly froze on his face.

The orange-haired cadre was smoking a cigarette in a complicated mood, and found that the little ghost seemed to have lost his energy, so he snuffed out the sparks on the cigarette butt, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?... Put on your clothes first, You bastard, don’t you have any shame?!”

He didn't know where the anger came from, he walked over with a big stride, wrapped in a chilly air-conditioning and the aftertaste of cigarettes, casting a dark trail in the morning sun.

He has something completely opposite to warmth, but when he took off his coat and put it on the young man, the orange hair scattered under the brim of the hat seemed to gather countless warmth, and it was particularly gentle on his shoulders side.

As a result, even the sound of complaints did not have any desired effect.

"Really, I don't have time to take care of the sick little devil."

"But when I turned into a beast, I was always naked, and I didn't feel cold at all. It should be said that my physique is different from ordinary people."

It's a pity that the guy with no EQ tilted his head and seriously corrected the other party's statement.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't bother to continue discussing with him, so he simply sat comfortably on the sofa and picked up the previous topic.

"So, what did your guardian say?"

"Alas..." When this question was mentioned, the black-haired boy immediately became depressed, his long black tail swayed under the windbreaker, and unconsciously whipped the cushion beside him.

"'I respect your choice', that's what it says. Logically speaking, it should be considered a good thing... But, Xiaotai has no intention of letting me go home at all? Even if you say 'come back', carry on If I teach it, it will be much stronger than it is now!"

Is it the adult way again?

Obviously, he can confide his heart to the "stray cat", but as a human being, he looks indifferent to alienated.

Why not be frank? !

The development of things is always unsatisfactory, or it is easy to deviate from the initial route and run all the way to unknown places.In short, Aizawa Juri also developed some rebellious feelings, which temporarily covered up the previous sense of guilt, and turned into an obsession to win.

"Chuya, until the guardian can express his true feelings, can I stay with you forever?"

Although he used interrogative sentences, in fact, he was completely aggressive with fighting spirit, his tail was wagging left and right, and even the fluff on it was fluffed up, and there was no room for any voice of opposition.

Inopportunely, the orange-haired youth raised the corners of his lips, quickly covered his expression with the movement of pressing his hat, and responded in a very light tone.

"Ah, no problem, you can stay as long as you like."

……

It seems that from a certain day, Aizawa Shouta suddenly discovered that his one-sided cold war had inexplicably changed into a two-person mode.

In other words, the stinky boy in his family didn't know what to do, and began to learn to ignore his existence. He showed up in the classroom on time every day, and walked away after school. Completely let go of the relationship between the two of them.

He vaguely felt that he had done something wrong, but before he had time to analyze the truth, he ushered in the grandest annual celebration of Xiongying High School.

——The Sports Festival slowly opened to everyone.

Unlike the contestants who were busy adjusting their mood in the players' lounge, Aizawa Juri slipped out early, stood near the school gate, and happily picked the mask of All Might from the booth beside him around.

In fact, that was not the real purpose of his coming here, but as a senior European chef, it was really hard for him to bear such a huge temptation.

So without paying attention, he had a stack of classic laughing masks of the same style in his hand.

"You really like Olmert—"

A pair of hands suddenly appeared from behind him, grabbed the top mask quite flexibly, and then pressed it on his face, sighing pretending to be sad: "Is it like this, you can treat me better I’m done. If it’s really possible, I’d like to wear it for the rest of my life!”

Because the smile came directly from the voice, anyone could see that it was just a prank between friends.

As the big brother in the block with Mo De's feelings, Shuli was as ruthless as ever, raised his hand and tapped the actor's head, and commented: "It's so boring, Kaito. Then you can wear it all the time. See Olmert's Face, at least I can hit you lightly."

"Huh? That's too heartless! Wouldn't your conscience hurt if you treat a good friend who has been through life and death together like this?" The blue-eyed boy pushed the mask to the top of his head, revealing a smiling face, and raised his hand very familiarly He wrapped his arms around his friend's shoulders.

"However, I'm more magnanimous, so I won't pursue your low EQ behavior."

"...I really want to beat you now."

Fortunately, before Kuroba Kaito faced Iron Fist sanctions again, the voice of greeting came from afar, which abducted Aizawa Juri's attention in time.

"Oh - there are so many people. If it weren't for these guys to open the way, I might not be able to squeeze in for a while." The red-haired boy stood among a group of muscular men in black suits, without any danger. He waved his hand emotionally, as if he hadn't noticed that the ordinary people around him were looking at him in horror, his smile was still as bright as ever.

If he was alone, he would be unremarkable, but with the addition of a dozen mafia-like burly men poking around him aggressively, the effect of attracting attention and creating panic is simply outstanding.

——Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !Heroes too!Didn't any professional heroes come out to stop it? !

"you--"

The black-haired boy in the heroic sports uniform rubbed his forehead, took a few steps forward in the expectant sight of the crowd, and approached the direction of the terrorist group.

However, everyone later realized that the aura around the young man was far more terrifying than those of the strong men in black, like a dangerous and ferocious beast, just standing in place was enough to bring a daunting sense of oppression.

His eyes were lowered all the time, his voice was lazy and deep, and although he was not very old, he gave off a sense of extreme arrogance and sharpness.

"Sorry, boss, we ran over to cheer you on without your permission..." The burly men immediately bent down, sweating coldly, while earnestly fighting for the last chance.

"But, please! Please let us stay! It will definitely not affect other viewers! We also specially prepared the CALL equipment!"

To show their sincerity, before their boss got angry, they hurriedly took out the embroidery tapes they had made in advance, and presented them respectfully with both hands.

"Wow, what an exaggeration, you guys." Xing Ping Chuangzhen pinched his chin with one hand, and read the words on his forehead very calmly, "'Come on', 'World's No. Brother Legion'... Hey, you really put your heart into it, I was so touched."

——No, these things are obviously public executions!What the hell is going on with you, are you getting together with low EQ?

As the only high EQ on the scene, Phantom Thief and Magician felt very tired.

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