[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

It is said that people will feel less when they get old, and Yayoi Komaeda has a deep understanding.

From the appearance, he is out of tune with other heroes of the same age. After those men became handsome old men and women became cool grandmas, he still has the appearance of being younger than the new generation of heroes, so that everyone can see. After reading this, I can’t help but want to ask a question——

Yayoi Komaeda, how do you take care of yourself?

cough.

Therefore, when Komaeda was holding a book and was about to spend a spiritual night leaning against the head of the bed, a strong drowsiness hit him, the first feeling was not "ah, I can finally sleep well", but Yes, what, enemy attack!

He struggled to get up, but there seemed to be some mysterious force preventing his actions, his mind was in chaos, and his eyelids were as heavy as if they were glued together.

At the end of the long confrontation, Komaeda's still round fingertips rested on the side of the bed, only trembled slightly, and there was no other reaction.

"Whoo~"

When Komaeda fell into a deep sleep, someone appeared beside his bed.

He seemed to be somewhat complacent and said something, then helped Komaeda cover the quilt, and turned off the bedside lamp.

"Good night, I wish you a sweet dream~"

What was left on the bedside table was a notebook with the beginning written.

——On that day, Yayoi Komaeda finally recalled the horror of being dominated by women's clothing, and the humiliation of being trapped in the body of a weak chicken.

——A story restarted in another world, start!

Everyone said that the newly moved Komaeda family had an extremely cute daughter.

Before the word Marysu was born, the name Komaeda Hanasaki seemed to be equated with Marysu.

It is said that Xiao Huasaki suffered from a serious illness when she was born, and the sequelae have not been recuperated until now. When other children have put on thin spring clothes and are playing around in the small park, our Xiao Huasaki is still being treated by her mother. Wrapped into a ball, put it at hand and dared not leave.

Rather than being afraid of the child accidentally falling and getting injured while playing, most people think that it is because they are worried that Hanasaki will be trafficked by human traffickers.

No way, because the child is so cute.

"Mom's little baby, which one is better to wear today?"

Obviously at the beginning, it was only for the metaphysics of healing, so she chose to put Yayoi, who is a son, into women's clothes, but the son in women's clothes was too cute, which made Komaeda's mother feel that this was not bad, and then she went to the abyss of the unknown Falling deeper and deeper.

Especially after moving to a new home and claiming that her child is called Komaeda Hanasaki, her behavior became more and more out of control.

Originally it was just a simple little skirt, and gradually there were a lot of unnecessary lace and lace... The ingenious mother Komaeda even felt that the children's clothes sold in the market were too simple, so she took the sewing machine home and went shopping for fabrics everywhere. Just to make the most beautiful costume for Hanasaki.

And Komaeda's father covered his face with a newspaper, secretly leaving a small gap to see his son sitting opposite.

Yayoi Komaeda, who hadn't gone out yet, was wearing a beige garden uniform. His hair was trimmed into bangs on his eyebrows—from Komaeda's father's unfathomable scissors—and the back of his head was still tied. With a small braid, it hangs softly on the back.

At this time, Yayoi was staring at the dinner plate in front of her with a pair of emerald green eyes. Compared with children of the same age, she held a spoon in her hands and slowly divided the fried eggs into bite-sized sizes, and then slowly Scoop it up and put it in your mouth.

Watching and watching, Komaeda's father felt a burst of sadness in his heart.

——The more you look at it, the cuter it is, whose fault is it!

He also thought about letting his son change back into the boy's shorts when he was older and in better health, but after seeing this cute look for too long, he also thought it was good.

Sometimes when his wife asks for his opinion, he will make some remarks from the perspective of a straight man that make Mrs. Komaeda roll her eyes.

"Dad, you should go out."

Yayoi Komaeda swallowed what was in her mouth, and slowly reminded the running god's father: "Also, work harder, oh."

The last one was added under the coercion of all parties.

It seems that if you don't talk like this, you don't look like a real child.Under this pressure, Komaeda obviously didn't want to be so childish, but was forced to be "innocent". He felt that this was too nasty and disgusting, but Komaeda's father, who was encouraged, obviously prepared for today's chicken blood and prepared Meet today's challenges with all your heart and soul.

"That's all."

Mrs. Komaeda, who even missed the breakfast time, picked left and right, and finally found one she thought was okay from the hanger of dozens of small coats.

In order to match the beige garden uniform, the jacket was specially chosen in a pink and tender color, and the hem was pasted with large and small petal patches, which were sewn one by one by Mrs. Komaeda herself. It is completely different from the machine assembly line operation.

Not to mention the exquisite details, the agility and elegance do not look like the works of ordinary people.

Why can't I remember that my mother has such a good craftsmanship.

Sighing, Yayoi Komaeda jumped off the chair, walked up to mother Komaeda like a little penguin, opened her arms, and asked her to help her put on her coat.

If you don't do this, you will be stared at by those eyes that are similar to yourself but a hundred times gentler in the "sparkling" mode for a long time, until her little baby Huasaki opens her arms on her own initiative and does not stop.

——Strictly speaking, the reason why Komaeda's mother's little hobbies have developed to what they are now is entirely due to Yayoi Komaeda's habit.

"It's so cute I'm going to stop breathing."

Mrs. Komaeda covered her heart, pulled her well-behaved child, and walked out in small steps.

The school bus that came to pick up the children arrived at about this time. Mrs. Komaeda waited for a while on the side of the road with the children, and saw the school bus painted bright yellow coming towards the door.

"Be good with the kids."

"If a child bullies you, tell the teacher, understand?"

"If you don't feel well, call your mother, don't force yourself."

balabala...

These instructions must be repeated every day.

Yayoi Komaeda felt from the bottom of her heart that if he hadn't been "myself", under the pampering of the Komaeda couple, "Komaeda Hanasaki" would have become a brat who could only see his face, and would rely on himself The body is weak, and he touches porcelain everywhere.

"I see. Goodbye, Mom, Chirp."

After the routine farewell kiss, holding Yayoi Komaeda's hand changed from mother to teacher.

Sitting on the side seat, and waving his hand to his mother for a long time, Yayoi Komaeda was finally able to rest for a while.

Pretending to be a child is much more tiring than doing tasks.

Yayoi Komaeda looked out of the window, and the familiar or unfamiliar scenery was constantly being left behind, and the sound of milky voices calling his own name filled his ears. Greetings from my classmates.

Such a day, when is the head.

Yayoi Komaeda woke up about three months ago.

The sudden deep sleep before he lost consciousness made him turn over the moment he woke up, wanting to see who dared to attack him.

Then he went limp and fell on his back.

The lamp on the roof is in the shape of stretched petals, and the crystal clear material, combined with the light pink purple, can be called beautiful.

【This is where? 】

After thinking about such questions, Yayoi Komaeda slowly raised her palms to her eyes.

It's a hand, it's just too small.

Too, a little soft.

In Yayoi Komaeda's memory, since he was three years old, he has never had such harmless hands.

The training plan designed for him when he was young, although the intensity was low, still caused blisters on his palms. After all, those people did not want to cultivate a princess, but regarded Yayoi Komaeda as a real killing machine. With such a purpose, how could they hold back.

[Is this my hand? 】

It was so rare that even Yayoi Komaeda began to hesitate.

Along with this hesitation, came the little dress with delicate lace.

In Yayoi Komaeda's memory, it seems that such clothes should not appear on him. At that time, his mother put on women's clothes for him, but that was only a "special treatment" when he went out. When he was at home, Still mainly in ordinary styles of clothes.

【Traveled?Or possess? 】

He lay quietly on the bed, and decided not to make any changes before confirming whether the environment he was in was safe.

After about half an hour, the door was gently opened.Komaeda, who was pretending to be asleep, tried hard to restrain the eyeballs that were trying to move, maintaining the illusion that he was still asleep.

"My little Hanasaki is just cute."

Mrs. Komaeda, who came over with a warm towel and was about to wipe her "daughter"'s face to wake him up slowly, was obsessed with the sleeping face among the children.

But time was running out, she still woke up Hanasaki, took "daughter" to wash and change clothes, and put "daughter" beside the dining table.

"Hanasaki doesn't have to go to kindergarten today."

The tone of Komaeda's father's speech can be biased towards the mentally retarded, ahem, childish, he shook the toy in his hand, and when Hanasaki looked over, he quickly put it in the child's hand.

Yayoi Komaeda was very embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

God doesn't need to go to kindergarten. There is no kindergarten in his life. At first, he signed up because of his weak health, but dropped out of school halfway; after being picked up by the government, he was even cut off from kindergarten. The illiterate, all the documents presented are provided by the government.

"In a few days, after the procedures are completed, our little Hanasaki can go to the kindergarten to play with everyone."

Mrs. Komaeda also persuaded Yayoi Komaeda.

Both of them thought that Hanasaki didn't respond to the long-awaited toy because she was angry because she couldn't go to kindergarten.

Yayoi Komaeda stammered, "It doesn't matter if you don't go to kindergarten."

Is that how children talk, huh? !

Are there any books related to children's behavior for me to look through, I feel very panicked, please?

"But today's weather is fine, we can go out to play in the morning."

Komaeda's mother pushed the cartoon milk cup for children in front of him: "The premise is, Hanasaki, you have to drink up this cup of milk."

Just a glass of milk, no big deal.

Yayoi Komaeda smiled slightly, feeling that this precondition is not a problem at all.

After three mouthfuls, he felt the malice of the world.

—— Was my body so weak back then?

A few sips of milk made him feel like he was going to vomit, and judging from Mrs. Komaeda's excited expression, he drank more this time than before?

Speaking of which, I am at the age where I can go to kindergarten, that is, I should be over three years old, and I should have had a personality test once.

Either there was a problem with the test this time, which caused the government not to find him who was bisexual.

Or, there is no personality in this world at all.

Komaeda Yayoi didn't know which possibility to expect as she wiped away the milk stains from her mouth with a blank expression.

Although she didn't drink a whole glass of milk, Mrs. Komaeda took her "good daughter" out to bask in the sun.

Feeling the long ears swaying behind her back following her steps, Yayoi Komaeda's eyes darkened, and she didn't know what expression to put on.

Why are there so many animal-shaped clothes at home?

And at this age, he is also at the stage where he has to wear what his parents tell him to wear and has no autonomy, so when Mrs. Komaeda smiled and dressed him up as a big fluffy rabbit, Yayoi Komaeda showed no resistance ability.

Crying, you can't cry.

Yelling, but also can't be called out.

He could only watch as he turned into a rabbit, carrying a small bag in the shape of a carrot on his back, and was led out the door.

If this is the enemy's attack method, I think he is quite successful.

Yayoi Komaeda felt that he was under a strong mental attack. He closed his eyes several times to stabilize his mind before stepping out the door safely.

But thinking about those new clothes that hadn't been worn yet, Yayoi Komaeda panicked, so panicked that she wanted to turn around and run away.

[Don't let me know who did it. 】

He said ruthlessly in his heart: [But there are only a few people who might have done this. 】

Those who dare to play jokes on Koma's branches need a lot of courage; even if ordinary people have this idea, they don't have the power to act.

Even if it is chosen during the time when Komaeda is relaxing, it is not so easy to succeed in one fell swoop. The ability to make oneself unconscious must be stronger than a world.

Komaeda, who was in the dark state under the lamp, has not yet realized that the instigator is the world.

Perhaps this is also the hand and foot of the world. He erased all clues that Komaeda might associate him with him, and directed the fire on other people.

"Would you like to take a break? Hanasaki, there is a small park in front of you. At this point, there should be no one on the swing."

Mrs. Komaeda slowed down her steps to make it easier for her son to follow.The small body of her son, who has been in the intensive care unit since birth, made her collapse and fear for a long time before she could have the ability to cope with it now.

Everything is womenswear.

With women's clothing, the son can be healthy.

For the long-term health of the son, women's clothing cannot be stopped.

Yayoi Komaeda nodded in agreement, and he also despised his physique as a rookie by the way. After walking such a distance, he started to pant, let alone run and jump, and the heart in his chest would probably burst.

"I always feel that Hanasaki is not very happy today."

Mrs. Komaeda subconsciously said with emotion: "Usually when I hear that I can play on a swing, I will laugh happily, and then throw myself into my arms."

I can't do it, I can't do it!

Yayoi Komaeda could only pretend that she didn't hear anything, took her mother's hand, and moved to the swing in the park.

After the memory was over, Yayoi Komaeda looked at the child sitting beside her.

To be honest, the child's appearance made him feel completely familiar.

That rebellious flowing hair, that black hair and black eyes fixed match... If it wasn't for the lack of that memory, Komaeda would have thought it was Uchiha Tsukimi who crossed over with him.

And he is also called Uchiha Tsukimi.

"Komaeda, Komaeda-san, good morning."

Unlike other people who called Hanasaki for the sake of closeness, Uchiha Tsukimi insisted on calling Komaeda the surname.

This subconscious behavior helped him win a lot of favorability.

After all, Hanasaki's name reminded Komaeda all the time that he is now a master of women's clothing.

"Good morning, see you."

Komaeda nodded to Tsukimi.

There was no other communication between the two, but just like that, the remaining children showed great jealousy towards Uchiha Tsukimi.

Because Hanasaki-san can't remember their names at all, and will always be perfunctory with good morning everyone.

——I really want to be remembered by Hanasaki-san.

Their resentful little eyes drifted over like this, and the teacher couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing when he saw this scene.

Since Komaeda Hanasaki transferred to her class, she is no longer afraid of those mischievous children who are disobedient. She only needs to say "If this happens again, Hanasaki will not play with you" to hit them perfectly.

That child seemed to have magical powers, even though he seemed to be the weakest one in the whole class, unconsciously, everyone regarded him as the center.

Now, it's Princess Hanasaki and a bunch of dwarfs.

The teacher who knew Yayoi Komaeda's true gender didn't care about this little problem at all.

The Komaeda couple went to her specifically to explain why their children wore women's clothing to school, and the teacher himself, after seeing Yayoi Komaeda's pale face, sincerely hoped that he would grow up healthy.

It's just a woman's dress, so what is it!

Compared with those children who eat food on their clothes and dirty their clothes when they fight, Hanasaki, who is obedient and sits next to him and reads a book, is the favorite of all teachers.

"It's time to go to school soon."

The teacher smiled and reminded the students in the car: "Everyone has to wait until the car is stable before getting out of the car, remember?"

The peculiar, drawn-out voice that belonged to children sounded.

Yayoi Komaeda reluctantly opened her mouth to keep up with the rhythm of the large army. There was no other way. If she didn’t integrate into the group, she would be looked at with worried eyes by the teacher and others. They were afraid that he might feel uncomfortable, so they dared not say anything.

...Please pay more attention to yourself, OK?