[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

Bao Hao, who was stunned by Fei Shi with a knife and sent to the health room, soon returned unscathed.Although Lu Gu didn't use the power to injure the enemy one thousand and self-injure eight hundred, his injuries were still relatively serious, and he was forcefully left in the health room by the young girl to rest for a while.

The flamboyant Baohao in the past has been abnormally silent since he came back. Fei Shi looked at him several times and wanted to talk to him, but he lowered his head and ignored them.

Unable to guess the mood of the durian-headed boy at the moment, the cherry-haired boy had a stiff face, feeling a little tricky which was rare.

The humiliation and pain contained in those words and expressions of Baohao before cannot be ignored.

...so I really have to apologize.

Just didn't find the opportunity.

Soon, all the combat training was over, and the students of Class A started to walk towards the teaching building. Fei Shi walked outside the crowd by himself, looking at Bakugo from time to time, but he never met his gaze.

The cherry-haired boy had a headache.

Suddenly, a calm female voice sounded next to his ear: "Fei Shichan, you didn't use your personality during the battle, did you?"

Fei Shi paused, turned around and met a girl who had no expression but warm eyes.

He recalled the girl's name: "...Frog Blow?"

"Call me Meiyu sauce."

"..."

The cherry-haired boy opened his mouth, as if hesitating.

Wa Chui Mei Yu blinked, and said empathetically, "Aren't you used to it? Then just call it the way you are used to."

Fei Shi's green eyes calmed down, and he walked back with her, and answered her question by the way: "I really didn't use my personality."

Frog Chui tilted his head: "Why? If you use your personality, it might be easier to win."

Fei Shi was silent, but chose to tell the truth: "...but in that case, the battle would be over in an instant."

Wa Chui looked at him sideways for a while, and found the key point very keenly: "But now Bao Hao Jiang seems to be very angry."

Fei Shi couldn't help sighing: "Yes. I'm going to apologize to him later."

"Hmm..." Wabui nodded his chin, looking thoughtfully at Fei Shi's calm side face, "Fei Shi-chan, do you know why Baohao-chan is angry?"

Fei Shi had an uncertain look on his face, and hesitantly said: "Basically, I know... I guess."

Frog was silent for a while.

"Fei Shi-chan, no matter what I think of, I will say it directly. I don't know why, but I always feel that Fei Shi-chan is far away from us, and I feel like I'm being watched by you through something."

She sighed in a calm tone, but Fei Shi's face suddenly flashed in daze.

His footsteps slowed down, and his voice softened: "Is that so?"

"Yes. Is this the reason why Bao Hao Jiang is so angry?"

Frog Blow cooperated and slowed down, and sincerely put forward his suggestion: "He seems to be a person with strong self-esteem, communicate with him well, maybe the misunderstanding can be cleared up."

Fei Shi looked at her in silence, frowning slightly: "But, he seems to hate me very much. Is it necessary to do this?"

"Hate? Is Baohao sauce right for you?" Wabuki opened his eyes slightly, then shook his head in denial, "I don't think so. If Fei Shichan, probably no one can hate you."

"Is that so..." Fei Shi replied without any confidence.

"So, come on, it's very important to get along with friends." Frog finally waved to him, and turned to go to the familiar female classmate.

Fei Shi stood on the spot and pondered for a while, then belatedly realized——

He is, encouraged?

After the combat training, there were two cultural classes, and it was almost four o'clock when the school ended.

On the first day of the official class, the students were all very excited and spontaneously organized the result discussion meeting. Before it even started, Bakugo left alone. head, making it hard to see his expression.

Fei Shi felt Wabuki's gaze, hesitated for a moment, then got up and followed.

As if he had eyes behind him, Bakugo immediately stopped in his tracks, turned his head and gave him a hard look, as if to say "don't follow".

Fei Shi's footsteps paused slightly, taking advantage of this moment, Bao Hao immediately turned around and disappeared at the door of the classroom.

Fei Shi waited for a few seconds, reckoning that Bakugo should have reached the stairs, and then moved again.

It's just that he ran into Lugu when he went out, and when the other party heard that Baohao had left, he turned around and ran away.

Fei Shi was a little dazed, but after realizing it, he also followed, and heard the conversation in the stairwell before he could go downstairs.

"I think this is the only thing that must be told to you. Actually...my personality was given to me by others."

"……what?"

The footsteps of the cherry-haired boy stopped suddenly.

The sound of footsteps that suddenly disappeared seemed extremely abrupt in the narrow stairway. Lvgu was startled, and immediately raised his head in a panic: "Who is it?!"

There was no one, the stairs were clean, not even a scrap of paper, but the footsteps just now were genuine.

Lvgu was frightened, turned her head and looked at Baohao eagerly: "Anyway, Xiaosheng! I wasn't lying to you before! I really discovered my personality not long ago! That...then I'll go first!! "

The green-haired boy went upstairs impatiently, looked left and right at the empty corridor, gritted his teeth, chose a direction and chased him out.

Bao Hao stood on the spot with a blank expression, and after a while, he lowered his eyes slightly, let out a soft "tss", and turned his head sideways.

He deliberately didn't look at the stairs above, and after a while he said sullenly: "...Are you going to say something inexplicable to me?"

It was silent for a few seconds above, and then there was a light "da" sound.

Bakugo's hand in his pocket tightened imperceptibly.

Fei Shi landed on the steps, walked down silently, and stopped in front of him, looked at the boy's intact face, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I'm too—"

"What do you want to say, you bastard! You dare to say what you want to say later!!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted fiercely by Baohao. The durian-headed boy suddenly turned his head and bared his teeth showing a super fierce appearance, but for some reason, he looked completely different from his combat training appearance, more like a milk Fierce little wolf dog.

Fei Shi opened his mouth, and changed his words with a wink: "No, I just want to say, I didn't know you thought that way before."

As if some kind of switch was turned on by these words, Bakugo's eyes widened, his face suddenly turned red, and he burst out as if he had been poked in a sore foot:

"Shut up, you bastard! Don't tell me about that again! Forget it, forget it all!!"

"?"

Fei Shi couldn't help showing a puzzled expression, and stared at Baohao who was panting heavily for a few seconds, and gradually understood what was going on.

He frowned slightly, and asked tentatively: "Baohao, are you... are you shy because you have spoken the truth?"

Bakugo's expression suddenly fell into a terrible blank.

Three seconds later, his cheeks became a shade darker than before at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he roared angrily, "What bastard are you talking about—who the hell is shy?! Don't tell me there Talk to yourself!!"

...No, obviously shy.

Fei Shi looked at him blankly for a while, then nodded compromisingly: "Okay, I understand, I made a mistake, sorry."

"You bastard...are you perfunctory me?!!"

Trembling with pride, staring at Fei Shi's calm and calm appearance from beginning to end, he didn't know what to think of, his face suddenly turned from red to white, his head lowered, his fists clenched tightly, and his voice was infinitely lowered: "That's right, you... ..."

"What?" Fei Shi had a bad premonition in his heart, wondering what his sharply changing brain circuit thought of.

With his head down, Bao Hao's expression was difficult to distinguish, he clenched his back molars fiercely, his voice trembled, his breathing was unsteady, and even his body trembled.

"What are you trying to fool me like this? What are you trying to say? Yes, that's right, I lost to you today..."

His hands clenched tighter and tighter, his back seemed to be broken, and his jaw trembled violently.

"That's all?! That's all...I just haven't even beaten you who didn't show your personality, even the bastard Fei Jiu! What's the matter?! Is it worth one or two of you to come and laugh at me? ,ah?!!"

—Damn...Damn, hate! !

"I've just started! Are you kidding me! Sooner or later, I will beat you and get the perfect and flawless first place! Did you hear that, you pink-haired bastard?!"

The juvenile's hoarse voice echoed in the corridor for a long time. The emotions contained in it were so angry and unwilling, but the voice that really reached the ears was so hoarse and exhausted, it was defeated.

Fei Shi's eyes were wide open in a daze, unable to react at all, he looked at the young man's stubborn eyes, which were stained with endless tears, with a dazed and dull expression.

His fingertips moved, as if they had become unwinding dolls, mechanically and rigidly lifted to Baohao's face little by little, but as if afraid, he dared not touch those streams of blood for a long time. , bitter and crystal clear liquid.

"you……"

After a long while, he finally made a sound, but his voice became difficult and stagnant at some point:

"Cried……?"

As soon as the words fell, the white fingertips finally touched Baohao's cheek, and gently wiped away some of the tears that rolled down.

It was obviously the softest touch, but Bakugou suddenly knocked his hand off as if he had touched a soldering iron, turned around and raised his sleeve to roughly wipe his eyes, his voice was as rough as frost, and he shouted almost fiercely: "I didn't cry!!"

Fei Shi's hand stayed in mid-air, still looking at him dully and in a daze, not knowing how to react for a long time.

Bao Hao didn't know what this man was thinking silently, he just thought that he must be thinking of some thoughts of looking down on him.

Thinking of this, he quickly wiped away his tears, raised his head and glared at him angrily.

But the next second, he was stunned.

In his field of vision, the young man with cherry hair and blue eyes stood in the orange-red sunset, with a painful frown between his brows, slowly lowered his eyes, and powerlessly lowered his hands.

He was obviously expressionless, but at a certain moment, some kind of sadness that made his heart choke suddenly flashed across his body.

An indescribable, suffocating, intense sadness.

It was as if it wasn't Bakugo who was crying, but him.

Baohao stared at him blankly, opened his mouth, but only uttered a meaningless syllable: "You..."

"Feel sorry."

The sudden apology interrupted his words, and also caused his heart to contract suddenly, as if he had been hit suddenly by something heavy.

Fei Shi raised his eyes to look at him again, his blue eyes seemed to be immersed in a lake of sadness.

"I don't mean to laugh at you, and I have never underestimated you. It will make you feel underappreciated, probably just because I am a very bad person, I don't understand what other people are thinking, and I don't know how to deal with it. You get along."

"I really have a hard time with emotions. I'm stupid and dull. I don't understand why you cry at all, and I don't understand why you hate me."

"...So, I'm really sorry."

In the silence, the sakura-haired boy seemed to be a little distressed and said this. Looking sideways at the sunset outside the window, he sighed slowly. His voice seemed to contain the remoteness and vicissitudes that Bakugou could not understand.

"It's so difficult... Minato."

He murmured, and it took him a long time to turn around and leave, his voice lingered in Baohao's ears bit by bit.

"This time, I seem to... screwed up again."

At this moment, it seemed that even the air was silent.

Through the dust floating in the air, Bakugo Katsuki stood where he was, silently watching Hishi walking away step by step, his eyes, which were obviously calm but so sad that they seemed incompatible with the whole world, played back in front of him.

Such a scarlet world...

The boy's brows slowly wrinkled, and he suddenly turned his head, biting his lower lip irritably.

— Tsk.

Uchiha Feishi's footsteps suddenly stopped without warning.

He turned around in a bit of confusion, and saw the face of the milk-blond boy covered with embarrassment.

The hand holding him is still immature, but the temperature in the palm seems to be able to burn him, and it has the same power to warm the heart as his bright red eyes.

"You are so annoying..."

The young man muttered impatiently, frowned and gave him a sideways glance, the corners of his eyes were still a little red, and slowly rose to the tips of his ears: "...I forgive you."

"...What?" Fei Shi didn't seem to hear clearly.

So Bao Hao clicked his tongue fiercely, and stared at him awkwardly and slightly angrily, his ears turned red:

"I misunderstood, okay? You fucking don't push me too hard, and almost take back that dead look! What's messed up, right, really, you're simply incomprehensible!!"

Fei Shi stared at him motionlessly, and slowly understood something, a gleam appeared in his eyes again: "You mean, you cried only because of a misunderstanding? Wasn't it because I made you sad?"

A vein popped out of Bao Hao's forehead, and he wanted to get angry, but seeing Fei Shi's expression, he forcibly endured it, put aside his gaze and gritted his teeth and said, "I'll say it again, I, no, yes, cry!!"

Fei Shi stared at him intently, as if confirming something.

But under his gaze, although Baohao didn't intend to change the answer, his face gradually turned red suspiciously. In the end, he couldn't help it, he threw Fei Shi's hand away, and growled unbearably:

"Are you fucking finished?! What's wrong with staring at me all the time?!"

"...No problem."

It took Fei Shi a long time to reply, his green eyes showed a bit more gentleness than usual, and he stared at Bao Hao silently for a long time, before he barely moved his wrist before his hair exploded, In the reaction of Bakugo getting an electric shock and withdrawing his hand, he held his fingers and his voice was low.

"Thank you, Bakugo."

"..."

"Can you smile at me if you can?"

"……what?"