[Comprehensive] The correct way to use the semi-cold and semi-flammable personality

Ever since he learned that the thing he was carrying in his hand was beef, Hong Jiaodong's rare curiosity became uncontrollable.He had only walked two floors, and he had already glanced into the bag several times, not knowing what caught his gaze.

Stepping up the steps on the third floor, Nanase suddenly stopped.Hongjiao Tundra was walking side by side with her, but because she couldn't help looking at the beef in her hand, her pace was a little slow, and she fell behind Nanase. At this moment, because of her sudden stop, the bridge of her nose The bone nearly hit her back.He tried to lean back, keeping a polite distance.

Nanase still stopped on the steps and stomped her feet vigorously, but nothing happened, only the empty sound echoing in the corridor.She sighed, moved her right hand in her pocket, searching for something, and kept mumbling.Hong Jiaodong couldn't hear what she was muttering clearly, but it could be seen that she was indeed a little impatient.

"What's the matter?" Hong Jiaodong felt that she seemed to be abnormal, and asked tentatively, "Is there something in front?"

He tilted his body and turned his gaze around Nanase, trying to find out, but he didn't find anything unusual in front of him.He raised his head and stared at the ceiling for a while, but still found nothing.There is nothing unusual on the spiral staircase.

He retracted his gaze, and a cluster of bright lights suddenly lit up in front of his eyes.

"It's too dark here." Nanase shrugged and sighed helplessly.

It's too dark, it makes people uncomfortable, their sense of security plummets, and they can't help but think wildly.

It shouldn't be so dark here. There are clearly windows installed at the corners of each flight of stairs, but they are facing north, making it difficult to get light into the room.What's more, no one has cleaned it for a long time, and the windows have already been covered with a thick layer of dust, which can no longer reveal the scene outside the window, let alone penetrate the sunlight.Originally, Nanase could barely bear it for a while, but the further up he went, the thinner the light became.She felt without exaggeration that the floor where Saitama's house was located must be so dark that she couldn't see her fingers.

"There's not even a voice-activated light. If I don't use my mobile phone to turn on some light, I guess I'll be too scared to walk." She complained in a low voice and stepped up the steps.Hong Jiaodong hurriedly followed her footsteps.

"I just saw that the light bulb of the voice-activated light on this floor seems to be broken. It is estimated that the wick is very rusted, so it didn't respond to your stomping."

Hong Jiaodong was very thorough in his analysis, and he looked like a man from the science department—but he was from the hero department.

"That's too bad." Nanase sighed again and again, mourning the fact that the voice-activated light was broken, "By the way, Mr. Saitama's house is on the fourth floor, right? Or the fifth floor?"

She changed the subject.

"No, his house is on the fifth floor."

Hong Jiaodong remembered quite clearly, because he was the one who counted the number of floors of Saitama's house several times because he was afraid that he would not find it.

Nanase pursed her lips, but she didn't complain.After just walking a few floors, she was already so tired that she was short of breath, and her breathing was slightly faster than before, and her fatigue was noticeable, but thinking that there were only a few steps left, she somewhat eliminated her negative emotions.

"By the way, why did you give Mr. Saitama beef?"

Hong Jiaodong finally crossed the psychological barrier and asked this doubt that he had been thinking about for a long time.He was originally a little embarrassed to ask, afraid of appearing too rude.

"Huh?" Nanase turned her head, stared at Hong Jiaodong for a while, and then smiled.

In fact, she didn't expect that Hong Jiaodong would ask such a question. She always thought that Hong Jiaodong was very sophisticated and calm, and she didn't belong to the category of curious babies.But she didn't think curiosity was a bad thing either.

"Mr. Saitama seems to like beef very much. His beef was obviously buried in the mud that day, but he still tried hard to find the beef. I think he must be a loyal beef lover." She replied "Besides, it's impolite to visit others empty-handed. If you choose a souvenir, it's better to match what you like. That's why I bought beef for him. It's a good idea!"

Nanase's thinking is basically correct, and she can't find any mistakes, but it doesn't quite fit Saitama's real situation.Saitama is not a loyal beef lover. To save the beef, he just does not want the special beef that he has worked so hard to get ruined so easily-you know, for this box of special beef, Saitama has amazing fighting power against those in the supermarket. The old aunts fought fiercely.

But he really likes beef, Nanase's gift is just right.

Hong Jiao nodded as if he understood something, and felt that he understood something, and his skills in interpersonal skills increased a little, but not by much.

All the way to the fifth floor, the corridor was not as dark as Nanase imagined, it was even bright, at least I could see the surrounding things clearly, probably because the glass at the corner of this floor was blocked by people. It was wiped down, not exactly clean, but at least it was able to let the sunlight in.

Nanase breathed a sigh of relief, and took back the phone with peace of mind.God knows what she was thinking about just now.

There are two residents on the first floor. Saitama's house is not difficult to find. After all, it is easy to tell whether a house is inhabited.Standing in front of the gate, Nanase and Hong Jiaodong took a deep breath at the same time, even the rise and fall of their chests were the same, and perhaps even the tension in their hearts was similar.

Nanase accidentally noticed this coincidence and laughed out loud.Hong Jiaodong had no idea what she was laughing at, at one point he thought it was because he accidentally made an embarrassment, which made her laugh.

Nanase hurriedly cleared her throat, suppressed her smile to the minimum, stopped laughing, and raised her hand to press the doorbell. Unexpectedly, the doorbell, which was in disrepair, had already been jammed. sound up.

She lowered her hand in frustration: "I should have expected that the doorbell would not ring. After all, even the light bulb is broken here."

Nanase and Hong Jiaodong, who have lived in the relatively prosperous city center for a long time, once again felt the bleakness of no man's land.

"Let me do it."

As Hong Jiaodong said, he raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no sound, no movement at all.He was a little worried that Saitama was not at home, but after a while, there was a faint sound of footsteps in the house, gradually approaching them.

There was a short crisp sound of the lock spring turning, and an egg—ah no, it was Saitama's head—protruded from the gap in the door.Seeing the visitors, Saitama seemed a little surprised.

"Ah, you were from that time..."

"That's right." Nanase nodded again and again, seizing this opportunity to introduce herself, "My name is Huiba Nanase, this is Hong Jiaodong, both students of Xiongying, and I came to visit you specially today. "

"Visit me?" Saitama frowned like soba noodles in clear soup, surprised and puzzled, and seemed to be mixed with some troublesome emotions, "Why visit me?"

Nanase cleared her throat, and explained her intention to Saitama seriously.Although her rhetoric has become a little more magnificent, it may sound unrealistic at first glance, but the essence is still the same.

"Also, my father and I are very curious about your 'no personality'." She added.

Father?Hong Jiaodong glanced at Nanase's expression at the moment.Apart from finding Saitama's residence, he didn't sound like he mentioned that this visit had much to do with her father.

Saitama touched the back of his head, but didn't answer right away.It seems to be a great honor to be regarded as the research object of graduation thesis, although it always sounds a little perverted, like the plots in those late-night soap operas he watched.But no matter what, this is the first time he has received such attention since he was formally qualified as a professional hero. In fact, Saitama is also quite happy.He smiled shyly, pushed the door open, and invited them in.

The house was surprisingly clean, thanks to Genos, who happened to tidy up the whole house on a whim today.At this moment, he was standing on the balcony, wearing an apron and holding a feather duster. He stretched out his hand to remove the dusty old cobweb on the ceiling.Hearing the movement, he stopped and leaned over the door.

"Is anyone here, teacher?"

"Well, it's the two kids from the soba noodle shop last time. They have something to do with me today."

Saying that, Saitama took Nanase and Hong Jiaodong to sit down beside the tatami.Hong Jiaodong gave Saitama the souvenir brought by Nanase in a timely manner.

Unsurprisingly, Saitama looked surprised.

"It's high-grade beef." His eyes flashed an incredible brilliance, and a drop of disappointing saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, "This is super expensive, it's too expensive to just give it to me."

"It's okay, my father gave it to you." Nanase sat upright, "After hearing about you, he admired it very much."

But the one he admired the most in his heart was always Andeva.Nanase thought.

"This is so embarrassing." Saitama wiped his saliva, and his disappointing eyes never moved away from the beef, "I'm also embarrassed to accept this beef, or you can stay for lunch, it just happens soon It's time for dinner. If you want to ask me anything, don't worry about asking after dinner. You can ask Janos."

"Ah...then I will trouble you."

Nanase nodded to him, and Hong Jiaodong also thanked Saitama.

Saitama picked up the beef and walked to the kitchen.As for Janos, who was cueed by him, he didn't dare to neglect, put down the feather duster and walked in, sat down beside the tatami mat, and looked extremely serious while sitting upright, making the pink lace apron on him extraordinarily funny.The contrast was so great that Nanase and Hong Jiaodong didn't dare to look at him directly, so they could only stare at the wagashi on the table, letting the atmosphere become stiff.

Maybe this is the so-called tenderness of a tough man, they thought.

Finally, Genos spoke.

"I am a disciple of Saitama-sensei. I want to become as powerful as him, and I have been exploring his powerful secrets."

He said this out of the blue.

Hong Jiaodong felt from the bottom of his heart that Genos's voice was very similar to Iida Tenya's, and Nanase felt that Genos should not be called a devil robot (hero's name) now, but a bit like a domestic robot.

In short, neither of these men thought of getting down to business.

"Do you have any questions you want to ask me about the teacher?" Genos asked again, finally making the atmosphere a little more normal.

Nanase took out her notebook, without beating around the bush, and said bluntly, "Is Mr. Saitama really impersonal?"

"Yes." Genos didn't hesitate at all, obviously he had asked this question before.

The expected answer, but Nanase was inexplicably excited.She silently wrote the three big characters "no personality" on the notebook, and was about to ask something else, but found Genos's expression was a bit tangled, as if he wanted to say something.

After holding back for a while, he finally spoke.

"Actually, I think teachers have personalities."

Nanase approached him curiously, and even Hong Jiaodong shifted his gaze from wagashi to his face.

"I think the teacher's personality is—"

Genos said seriously.

"—Take your hair for strength!"

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Xiaojie: Brain holes make me happy

Saying Sansan's bald head is an egg does not mean to offend him, I also like Sansan's qvq