Personality is secondary disease

On the day of the school festival, the traffic of Xiongying was overwhelming.

Students from various schools in the society naturally do not want to miss this opportunity to publicly visit this mysterious elite institution.

And the students from all classes of Xiongying High School also showed their best state to welcome today's activity.

In the coffee shop of Class A of the first year, boys and girls all put on uniforms and cat ears, and divided labor and cooperation according to their specialties and their own wishes.

Since there are not many people in the class who know how to cook, in the end, sugar is responsible for making desserts, Bao Hao is responsible for making coffee, 800 million is cooking tea, and the rest of the students are all waiters.

Bahua was really stunned by the fact that Bao Hao's classmate would cook.

It's really... completely unexpected.It's not that it doesn't match his personality or anything.

It's just that Yahua couldn't think of that kind of scene... Bakugou standing in the kitchen wearing an apron...

Subconsciously, I feel inexplicably, very weird.

However, now that she has seen it with her own eyes, Bahua realizes that everything Bao Hao does seems to be pretty...

In the cooking area not far away, the mild and transparent autumn sunlight cast a piece of silver around the cooking table through the window.

And the young man standing in the middle of the piece of silver seemed to be covered with silver light. He was rarely standing quietly by the cooking table, with his eyebrows half downcast, his expression focused, holding a coffee cup in one hand and a flower cup in the other.

But after a while, a beautiful glass of Latte Latte was presented on the tray, causing the girls around to exclaim in surprise.

Ba Hua stood in the welcome area at the door and watched from a distance, feeling a little envious that those girls could get so close to him.

However, I can only be envious, who made me hate what I said that day...

Thinking of this, Bahua's heart couldn't help but twitch.

ah...it hurts...

However, you can only blame yourself for doing it yourself.

That day, after Bahua slipped out of the classroom with oil on the soles of his feet, he was quickly caught by Baohao behind the teaching building.

At that time, class was over, and there was a lot of traffic around, but classmate Baohao was so unreasonable and unreasonable that he pressed her to the tree and couldn't move, insisting on her to give a reason.

Looking at the extremely ambiguous eyes of passing classmates, Bahua felt that the little secret she tried her best to keep seemed to be known by everyone in the world, except for classmate Baohao himself.

At that time, her face was as red as an overcooked shrimp.Embarrassed and annoyed, she tried her best to push classmate Baohao away, and said "Student Baohao, you are really annoying." and ran away on her own.

He didn't see the shocked and hurt look of Bakugo Katsuki behind him at all.

After thinking about it carefully, Bahua felt that she was really hypocritical and sensitive at that time.

I wanted to apologize, but every time I met Bakugo-san's slightly cold gaze, I backed away timidly.

Love the flower, love the flower, you really deserve it!

Hey……

Bahua stood at the door, unconsciously drooping her eyes and sighing, her whole person looked decrepit.

After seeing it, Yuchazi came over worriedly, "Bahuajiang, are you okay? Why do you look so tired? Do you want to take a rest?"

"Ah? Ah...it's all right...it's just that I suddenly remembered something..." Bahua feebly withdrew the corners of her lower lips, and her big eyes that used to be full of water seemed to have lost their brilliance at this moment.

"That's it..." Ochako blinked, and patted Yahua's arm comfortingly, "Then why don't you go to the school festival, and I'll be on duty?"

"No... no. That's not good."

"Oh, let's go. You helped us make so many costumes, it's time to enjoy the school festival!" Ochako smiled and helped Haka take off her apron, and pushed her out.

"Quietly tell you, I heard that the design of the haunted house in Class B is based on a prop called [Any Door] from Doraemon senior from the auxiliary department. Behind each door is a different horror experience! I remember Bahua Sauce, you said before that you like horror stories, now you can go and experience it for yourself!"

"Yeah. Then Ochako-chan will work hard!"

"No problem! Let's go!"

Bahua smiled with curved lips, and then walked to the other side of the corridor.

The cat ear-themed coffee shop in class A is in a very good business condition today, with a huge traffic flow.

The pre-prepared coffee beans were used up ahead of time, and while waiting for replenishment, Bao Hao finally had some time to rest.

He leaned against the window, while moving his sore wrists, he began to search for that figure with his eyes.But after scanning back and forth, he didn't see the familiar figure, and his sharp brows could not help but frown.

"Hey, Big Pie Face, where's that woman?"

In the bustling welcome area, Bakugo's deep voice suddenly sounded beside him, making Ochako who was welcoming the guests feel a headache.

"Student Bakugo is really... not likable!" Yuchazi suppressed the urge to swear, and gave him a blank stare.

"I asked you where she is?"

"Who?" Yuchazi suppressed the sly smile in her eyes and asked knowingly.

"Bao Duo Ba Hua."

"Ah... Bahuajiang..." After glancing at the irritable Bakugo, Yuchazi quickly put on a worried expression, "A boy from her former school came to her just now, and then I insisted on taking her to play in the haunted house of Class B. You know...Bahuajiang is not very good at rejecting others, so she was dragged away by that boy. At that time, I saw her as if she was very scared, but... ..."

Hearing Ochako's words, Bakugo could pinch a fly between his eyebrows, and before Ochako could finish speaking, he strode towards Class B full of anger.

This damned stinky woman just followed others away after not seeing her for a few minutes!

If you don't like it, you won't refuse it?I'm afraid I'm not a fool, are I?

And that boy...

Ah……

The knuckles in his palm creaked, and Baohao's feet seemed to be blown by wind, which didn't stop for a moment.

"800 million sauce~ I'm going to work hard on you right now! Bo Haojun has something urgent to go out~"

Seeing Bakugo's figure disappear around the corner of the stairs, Ochako stood at the door and raised an eyebrow at 800 million in the cooking area, and the other party quickly returned a look of understanding.

"Hey, Yuchazichan, what did Kachan go to do?" Seeing that the reception area at the door was overwhelmed, Lugu, who was a waiter, hurried over to help.

"Ah, he, I went to the haunted house to find Bahuajiang. What's the matter?"

"What?! That...Kajiang...specially...afraid of ghosts...specially..." Lvgu was stunned for a moment, and after recovering, he handed out the number plate and whispered hesitantly.

And it's true, super invincible.

When I was young, I went to the haunted house together, and I heard from Aunt Baohao that he was frightened and had stomach cramps for a long time after returning home...

"What did you say?" There was a lot of noise around, and Ochako couldn't hear clearly.

"No...it's nothing." Green Valley shook his head worriedly.

But Bahua just walked to the door of the classroom, but listened to it verbatim.

If it was normal, someone told Bahua that Baohaojun was afraid of ghosts, then she would definitely think it was an international joke.

But now it's his classmate of Faxiao Lugu.

Moreover, Lu Gu, who has always been serious, actually used two "special"...

At this moment, Bahua only felt that his feet were being pulled by something, and began to run towards Class B uncontrollably.

Just now she wanted to go into the haunted house to play, but when she walked to the door and saw that annoying face in Wujian, she backed away.

Hey... Really.

There was never a moment that made Bahua feel so anxious.

As long as she thinks that Bakugo, who has always been proud, will turn pale because of going into that ghost place that even he himself is afraid of, she regrets why she just ran out.

Almost rushing to the door of Class B, Bahua casually dropped a piece of cash, directly ignoring Wujian Ningren's annoying eyes, and rushed in.

The random door transformed by Doraemon will encounter a different scene every time it is opened, and ten interconnected random doors are installed in a room, so the small classroom has been expanded into a large-scale classroom. haunted house.

Eight flowers searched one door after another, but it was dark and the area was huge. She went back and forth for an unknown amount of time and called the wrong people, but she still couldn't find it.

In the dark and gloomy haunted house, apart from the screams of girls from time to time, there is the continuous sound of horror background music.

Bahua leaned against a wall and squatted down on the ground a little dejectedly.

I began to blame myself and reflect on myself again.

But when she thought that classmate Bao Hao might be paled by something, she stopped breathing, stood up suddenly and was about to walk forward.

But the surroundings were dim, and it was impossible to see anything clearly under the feet.Bahua only felt that when she stood up and walked forward, her ankle was suddenly grabbed by something cold and wet.

Without the slightest bit of defense, Bahua, who had never been afraid of such things before, was so frightened and screamed, and her body couldn't help but lose its center of gravity and fell forward.

Almost in the next second, Bahua only saw that the random door in front of her was suddenly opened by someone, and then a figure quickly rushed over against the dim light and hugged her.

The expected dog chewing mud did not come, and Bahua fell firmly into a warm and familiar embrace.

Surrounded by familiar and reassuring smells, Bahua's flustered heart instantly settled down.

Then, she heard the low and hoarse voice coming from the top of her head amidst the faint horror music, "Don't be afraid, I'm coming."

Don't be afraid, I'm here.

The voice that was a little hoarse than usual, but with an unusually firm gentleness, instantly melted Bahua's beating heart.

She hesitated for a moment, then put her arms around the big boy who was clearly trembling, but still forced himself to calm down to comfort her, and responded softly, "Yes. You are here, so you don't have to be afraid."