[Comprehensive] collapse this little thing

The young child seemed to be trying to prove his persuasiveness, and nodded vigorously to Hotaru Imai.This kind of reminder for no reason is useless to tell Mikan——As far as Eri's judgment is concerned, this young lady who is too rough and nervous has never thought about danger at all. We had a good time talking one-sidedly.

And if you tell the teacher or even other professional heroes out of school because of a child's inexplicable imagination, there is a high probability that they will be ignored... Therefore, after returning to Xiongying and thinking for a while, Eri realized that she has a close relationship with Sakura Mikan , and another classmate who is very smart at first glance.

Even if the other party can't help much, he can help sue a teacher or something...

"Why do you think so?"

Imai Hotaru frowned, squatted down to keep her eyes on the same level with Xiao Eri, and asked seriously.

"...Well, it's a feeling..."

Huili didn't think it was easy to describe.She grew up in the core area of ​​the Sigui Bazhai Association since she was a child. After her father's death was caused by a personality accident, she almost never left the territory of the Sihou Bazhai Association. Watch over.For the first and only escape, she met the hero who could save her at the end of the alley.

How unfortunate, but also how lucky.

"I just feel that as long as I look into that person's eyes, I feel a little scared."

Eri thought about it and said.

Children of this age have extremely limited expressive abilities, and Hotaru Imai can't be too reluctant to be able to speak to this level.However, because of the personal safety of Mikan, the girl continued to ask very cautiously: "How do you feel specifically? Did he say something inappropriate or excessive? Why do you feel scared, Eri, do you know? Of course, if not It doesn't matter if you know why, I don't force you to say it very clearly."

Eri blinked her eyes, opened and closed her lips several times but didn't make a sound, looking a little anxious.

"Don't worry, speak slowly."

Hotaru Imai stroked Eri's hair casually.

"……I think."

After deliberating for a while, Xiao Huili finally summed up his own description: "I think, in him, I feel very similar to Zhiqi. He is as dangerous as Zhiqi."

The same danger, the same distortion, the same fanaticism, even vaguely far more than this.Eri, who was steeped in the gangster environment and grew up, is now extremely sensitive to such an atmosphere and resists it.

"!!!"

Hotaru Imai, who originally thought he was a bad boy at most, widened his eyes for a moment.

"I see, thank you very much, Eri."

At the end, the girl solemnly thanked the child who was only as tall as her thigh.

The flowers bloom in two places, each showing one branch.In the enemy alliance, Hei Wu held a glass in one hand and wiped it repeatedly with a velvet cloth in the other. While doing cover-up work, he casually asked, "Are you back?"

Shikuraki seemed a little impatient, and after a sloppy response, he turned and went back to his room.

Black Mist: "..."

Sure enough, it's time for rebellion.

There were no traces of fighting on the dead handle wood hanger, or rather, he even adjusted his clothes before going out, so that his hostility seemed to be reduced a lot.This kind of appearance on the dead handle wood hanger is very strange, but it is quite common among ordinary high school students, so Black Mist had to think of a strange direction.

"Hang? About the next action plan..."

Hei Mist knocked on the door, and a slightly impatient "Come in." came from inside the door soon.

"Follow the will."

Hei Wu pushed open the door and continued the topic just now: "Next, shall we continue to act according to the original plan?"

"Ah, that's right."

Sigang Muhang didn't look at the black mist standing at the door of the room: "It's time to expand the influence of the enemy alliance... let's set off a beautiful fireworks for this group of guys who have been lost in peace for too long .”

"The purchase channel for explosives has been clarified. Those guys are happy to provide N2 bombs and related detonation equipment. If there is demand, they can also send drones to set them up."

Hei Wu said very timely: "You can buy goods anytime."

"Where are the preparations for the strong brain?"

The dead handle wooden hanging asked.

"Two can be liberated within a week. Of course, only two were commissioned for the initial order... After all, the loss of 'materials' is astonishing."

"Then pick a day and release it, worthy of the update of the hero leaderboard."

Sigang Muhang ordered casually.

"Understood, if there is no other order..."

Black Mist wanted to turn around and leave.

But he was stopped by the dead handle wooden hanging.

"I think it's kind of weird."

Sigang Muhang felt that his feelings were more confusing: "I began to feel that the things I used to hate very much have become a little... probably unspeakable, and there are some incomprehensible emotions in my mind."

The boy lowered his eyelashes, and his attitude was completely different from his usual attitude of getting angry at the slightest disagreement.

He said it very cryptically and implicitly: "Probably because I have come into contact with some other people's ideas recently, so I have been affected."

"I don't think it's anything strange."

Hei Wu thought for a while and said: "People always have to communicate with different people. Accepting some new ideas will help a person grow."

Hei Wu's words paused, and then slowly added: "However, you have to identify it yourself, what kind of content makes you feel confused, and you'd better double check whether it is something that you should take in everything. s things."

"Ah, I see."

Sigang Muhang said impatiently.

A decorative hand rests on his forehead, making his silhouette in the dim light look odd.

Heiwu quietly closed the door of the dead handle wood hanger, turned around and opened another dark room in the enemy alliance's stronghold.He took out a key from his close pocket, opened a dusty drawer, and took out the only thing in the empty drawer—a pale hand, fastened to the dead handle. The one on the head is no different.

It seemed that the last order of the adult sounded in Heiwu's ears again.

"Stay by the child's side, wait for him to grow up, wait for his thoughts to become mature enough, wait for him to bring enough real pain and change to this world...Of course, a child is also growing up. There are bound to be some innocuous little problems."

"small issue?"

Black Mist asked a question.His understanding of this lord these years is not very deep, only one thing he is particularly familiar with - the more important the content that makes him feel quite proud, the more he has to say it in an understatement tone, as if this is some kind of Invisible showing off in general.

You can't speculate on that lord's mind secretly... Hei Mist forcibly interrupted his thoughts, and lowered his head obediently again.

"Yes, harmless."

Not paying attention to Heiwu's small movements, Allforone calmed down and said: "If one day, you feel that the spirit of hanging him is a little unstable, you can give him another hand from the storage box. These small props have the effect of stabilizing the mood. I think it will be useful."

"Mentally unstable?"

Black Mist repeated: "What exactly is mental instability?"

"I'm not very sure right now."

At that time, the adult's tone was very relaxed: "But I think, if that day comes, you will definitely know."

Hei Wu found it very difficult. He really felt that Sigang Muhang's mental state could be regarded as unstable every day - irritable and irritable, with extremely poor patience. He lost his temper, and the above-mentioned behaviors that did not match his age were all considered normal by that adult lightly.

So, what exactly is the abnormal and unstable that he said?

The memory ended here, Hei Wu sighed, and re-entered the room.The familiar boy was frowning in the dream, Hei Wu thought for a while, and gently took off a hand on the boy's forehead.

Slowly, he replaced it with the identical one.

The dead handle wooden hanger is about 15 years old now, and has replaced his fourth hand over the years.