The bosses cry and put down the butcher knife

As Oda Miyuki turned around, he heard a "crack" from behind.

Crisp and loud, the heroic sound of the glass falling to the ground.

The girl turned her head, and saw herself staring at the floor beside the table with her two pale hands shrunken.The cup that was originally in his hand was lying there, and it was directly broken into seven or eight pieces.

"...Xiaoxue..."

He seemed a little tense, similar to the nervousness that had done something wrong and seemed to be suppressing some emotion.The teeth were exposed and bit the lower lip, rubbing against the lip surface as if obsessive-compulsive.

It seems that if you bite for a while, you will bite yourself and bleed.

"Okay, it's not a big deal, just accidentally dropped a cup."

Oda Miyuki showed a helpless expression on the other side's appearance that seemed to be more sensitive than himself.Then she glanced at the fire on the stove, turned around and went into the bathroom.

After a few seconds, the girl came out with a broom and a dustpan, and swept up the broken cups in two or three strokes.Then I washed my hands and went to the kitchen, and turned off the small fire that was simmering under the casserole.

"Yes, these?"

Just as the girl was picking up the fish from the frying pan, another person's footsteps sounded behind her.

Oda Miyuki turned his head and took a look. His former little friend was touching the plate, as if he was looking at something interesting.Then, one in each hand, he picked up the dishes on the plate, turned around and walked out.

As if the question just now was just talking to himself.

Oda Miyuki looked at his obviously unskilled posture of carrying the plate, and after confirming that he would not spill it, he continued to serve the soup.

Because there were only two people, she only made the most convenient grilled fish and cooked another pot of macaroni.The ingredients are all bought from the supermarket. Whether it is marinated fish or fine powder with rich sauce, it is very convenient food.

In addition, there is a small pot of sweet winter melon pear soup.

As a foodie and breeder, especially when the guardian has a severe partial eclipse, the question of "what to eat tomorrow" is almost one of the three daily problems of Oda Miyuki.

Under the premise of limited food expenses, girls need to consider the absorption of nutrition, try to cater for everyone's taste, and not get used to picky eaters.After five or six years of researching recipes, she knows how to make all the family favorites.

"This can relieve the fire and make the skin less dry." Oda Miyuki said, put a bowl of soup in front of his former friend, and stroked his hand around his lips, "I think you seem to be a little Get on fire and do this."

Shigang Muhang looked at her, and his eyes fell on the girl's lips that looked pink and soft.The tip of his tongue moved uncontrollably in his mouth, licking his lower lip which had been bitten into the flesh.

It feels dry and astringent, and the dry and cracked skin rubs against the taste buds to produce a rough tingling sensation.A few seconds later, the young man relaxed his lips and nodded slightly.

"So, I'm going to—"

The girl sat down opposite him and said with a smile.Then he lowered his head, rolled up a piece of noodles with chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Oda Miyuki didn't show any incompatibility despite the fact that she was a child with someone she hadn't seen for many years.Or for her, a scene like the one in front of her is indeed a "natural" daily life.

Whether it is a stranger sitting opposite, or an old friend who has been separated for ten years.Even the latter made her feel better, and felt that she could make two more fans.

Siganmu was chewing the grilled fish that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and his eyes fell on the smooth mirror-like table—the dark table reflected the reflection of the girl, with an unsuspecting posture, and her whole body was full of flaws.

Shigaraki took a sip of the soup, feeling the strange sweetness flowing over the surface of his tongue.It is not the sweet taste of artificial spices, and it is completely different from the familiar fishy sweetness that I felt from the wound when I licked my lips just now.

'I really want to... really want to...'

Everything at this time is strange, and it is something that is incompatible with the name "Sigangmuhang" and the identity of "the current leader of the enemy alliance".

The restaurant full of life, the white and clean dinner plate, the girl sitting opposite with a satisfied expression, the floating smell of home-cooked food... reflected in those red pupils like frozen blood, it is so comfortable and peaceful that it is almost ridiculous.

Sikuan Muhang looked at the remaining noodles in the bowl, and tried again, holding the fork with five fingers at the same time——

Nothing happened.

"Small turn?"

Not sure if it was a feeling, or just a pure inquiry.The girl forked the last bite of fish meat on her plate, and at the same time raised her head to look at the young man sitting opposite.

Then I saw the other party lowered his head, grasping the fork in his hand as if venting something, and launched an attack on the macaroni on the plate.

……puff.

Suddenly, she wanted to laugh a little.

After the staple food was finished, there was only half a bowl of soup left in front of both of them.Sidangmu Diao drank the soup expressionlessly, then suddenly looked up:

"Are you... going to school now?"

Oda Miyuki blinked, always feeling that the pause in the middle of the other party seemed to be swallowing some words abruptly.

But she didn't continue to think about it, instead she asked curiously, "Is Xiao Zhuan not going to school now?"

Calculated according to age, the other party is only 20 years old now, completely at the age of college.

The young man didn't answer, but showed an unabashed meaning of "what's so good about learning".

……Fine.

Oda Miyuki thought, another out-of-school child.

No wonder the news said that in recent years, the dropout rate of high schools and universities in Nihong has been getting higher and higher.

"Who else are you thinking about?" the other said.

Oda Miyuki blinked, a little surprised by the sensitivity of the young man in front of him.But thinking about the somewhat vague childhood memories, Shimura Toka was originally a sensitive and careful boy.

It seems that after all these years, this has not changed.

"I'm sorry." She apologized very simply, "I was obviously chatting with Xiaozhuan, I shouldn't be distracted, and I won't be in the future."

Such a blunt and decisive reaction made Sigang Muhang (who wanted to find fault) speechless for a while.So the silence lasted for a short moment between the two, and finally Oda Miyuki took the initiative to pick up the previous topic:

"I'm in Xiongying high school now. Xiaozhuan should have heard of it, the school that cultivates heroes." The girl suddenly remembered something when she said this, "Speaking of which, back then we..."

"Are you going to be a 'hero'?"

At that moment, Sigang Muhang could hardly control the malice in his voice.

Although he doesn't seem to know how to write the word "endurance", in a sense, Sigang Muhang is quite a tolerant person.

In other words, based on his unrestrained "collapsing" personality, when this young man really wants to suppress something, few people can directly realize it.

Except... the word "hero".

Sigang Muhang looked at his former neighbor. Before meeting today, of course, he checked the other party's past years and roughly what he had experienced.

It all started more than half a month ago, when the "enemy alliance" led by AFO and led by Shigang Muhang invaded Xiongying High School, trying to surround and kill All Might.

They made quite a complete plan, and they were sure that even if they couldn't defeat Xiongying, they could still give him a certain blow.

But the strange thing is that before the raid officially started... an inexplicable development occurred.

In a nutshell: They had just dispersed the students to various areas of USJ, and before releasing the "brainless", all members of the enemy alliance who participated in the attack suddenly had a stomachache as if they had eaten their stomachs badly.

It is so intense that it is completely unbearable. If you don't want to solve it, you have to solve it on the spot.

As a result, an invasion failed inexplicably, and the enemy alliance encountered the greatest crisis in history.This situation can't be a coincidence. After thinking about it, they finally put their doubts on the "personality" of someone in the school.

After screening the students who participated in the training at that time, as well as the people who passed by for various reasons... Among the suspects, Shikuragi found his own boy from ten years ago.

Oda Miyuki.

Because the teacher arranged to deliver something, I passed there briefly.

[Except for the three months of the "Dragon Head War", a large amount of information cannot be searched and restored, this is the basic situation of the other party for ten years. ] The intelligence dealer who provided him with the information said, 【There is nothing wrong with the experience, but there are indeed doubts about the personality.If you need to explore further, please calculate the price separately. 】

【unnecessary. ] He replied at that time.

No need.

Sigara Mudou said this based on his distrust of the intelligence dealer named "Orihara Rinya".Although the other party is well-known in the intelligence industry, just like those enemies who searched for traces of him everywhere but were often slipped away.

But now, Sigang Muhang looked at the girl sitting opposite, and subtly changed his initial thoughts.

'Want to... take her away. '

This was his initial plan and also his final goal.Although I don't know the specifics of Oda Miyuki's personality, Shigaraki knows that he can't succeed today.

Just like the glass that can be broken, but cannot be "broken" by him.

'Patience... for now, must be patient. '

Take her back and keep her in his room.She just needs to sit under the sunny window and smile at him like now.

However, he has never liked an environment that is too bright, so there is no light source in the room.It's like the speakeasy he usually stays in, as long as it's as quiet as possible.

Or, should he consider remodeling ahead of time?

Sigangmu Diao thought to himself, as if all these thoughts were reasonable.But Oda Miyuki didn't realize it, and was still answering his previous question:

"No. It's a pity, but I probably won't be a hero anymore. I don't want to do that kind of dangerous and unstable job."

So in the next second, she saw the young man sitting opposite, showing a smile that could be called joy:

"Really?...But it makes sense, the profession of a hero is dangerous and unstable...that's it."

"Well?"

Oda Miyuki blinked and swallowed the last mouthful of soup.

Twenty minutes later, the young man who helped clean up the dishes and took away the garbage bags opened the door and said goodbye to the girl standing inside.

"If you have anything to do, just send me an email." Oda Miyuki shook the phone, "Because you are a boy, I won't send you off."

Sigang Muhang understood the joke about his childhood, showed a kind of smiling expression, and was about to say something.

In the next second, the door of Lingju's house behind him was opened.

"Ah, Xiaoshen." The woman who led the house looked at them and greeted them with a smile, "I'm out to take out the trash, are you too?"