As soon as Shigangmu came home, he could smell the smell of hot rice. Heiwu and his father were busy in the kitchen.

"Welcome home." Black Mist said.

"Yeah." Sidangmu plunged into the sofa.

Heiwu and his father came back, and the annoying Dabi also moved away temporarily, which made him feel much better.

The hanging father who came out of the kitchen clamped Sigangmu's neck with his arms and said, "It's not 'um', just say 'I'm back too'."

"It's so noisy, don't put your wet hands on my head." Akatsuki, whose head was being patted wildly, protested.

Diaofu smiled triumphantly, his eyes under the lens squinted like a fox.

What, idiot as usual, that's fine.

There is a black suit hanging in the hallway, which is the clothes that father would wear to mourn relatives and friends. After wearing it, the demeanor of hanging father is as solemn as black hard cloth.

That's why Niigaragi didn't want to see his father wearing a black suit. Fortunately, his father was wearing the usual loose yukata.

Squinting at his father, and showing no sign of frustration, Shikuragi immediately kicked him away to free his own hair.

Since you are not depressed, I don't have to sell my head.

Father Diao looked at his empty hands with a lonely face.

No one stepped on a minefield at the dinner table, Father Diao showed All Might's figurines as usual, Black Mist cheered as usual, and Dead Handwood threatened to smash their heads into the soup as usual.

Although it was very noisy, it somehow made Shikuraki feel at ease.

"I'm such a fool to worry about this rough-natured man."

The hanging father is so energetic that he wants to take a bath with his son!

Then he was kicked away with a familiar kick by Shizuoki.

When Niigaragi took a relaxing bath, wiped his wet hair and walked to the door, his rough-natured father was sitting in front of the open French window, leaning his neck slightly, and drank the Ginjo from the porcelain cup.

After drinking the sake, he breathed out, and slowly opened his squinted eyes all year round, revealing a pair of blood-like pupils under the slender eyelashes.

Turning those eyes, he smiled and called Shikuragi to go over.

I don't know if it was because my father was too gentle at that time, or because the look in his father's gentle eyes was too sad, but Shigaraki rarely obediently obeyed his wishes.

Diaofu is about 1.8 meters tall and has a strong body. When he wipes the hair of Siganmu, he wraps up the baby like a mother kangaroo.

"The turning arc has grown so big." Father Diao put down the towel, and rested his chin on Siganmu's messy hair.

"It's noisy."

Hanging Father smiled and said: "You are still so impatient. When you were 5 years old, your temperament suddenly changed. I wondered if my son's body was stolen."

"..."

"You don't remember, you used to be a fairy tale boy, you liked flowers and birds, and you liked to cling to me," Diaofu rubbed the top of Siganmu's head with the tip of his nose, "Afterwards, he only regarded me as an 'annoying Uncle', it's so lonely."

"Are you...disappointed with me like this?" After Sigaragi said this, he even felt ashamed and blushed shamefully.

Isn't this like acting like a baby and wanting to be affirmed?

"No," Father Hang said, kissing the dead wood, "Since then you often have nightmares, and every time you wake up crying and cling to me tightly, I can't help but think, 'As expected, this is my son', hahaha..."

"It's so noisy!" Sidangmu, who was leaning against the hanging father, said this sentence extra loudly, fully exposing his little thoughts that turned from embarrassment into anger.

Hanging Father stuck out his tongue behind his back.

Shigaraki felt the coolness of the night wind and the temperature of his father. The warm and comfortable feeling made him squint his eyes. When he was about to fall asleep, he heard his father say:

"Currently, today... I went to worship my mother." Hanging Father's voice became low.

"yes."

Is it finally time to say it?For so long.

"I hardly have a mother in my memory. Even so, as long as I seriously recall it, I can think of her smile and touch. This is blood."

Diaofu's whole body began to emit the smell of ginjo, the fragrance of sake radiated from his father's pores, and his emotions also radiated out.

Shikuragi felt his back was burned by his father's body temperature, and his father who drank alcohol talked a lot.

"Hero, why do so many people want to be 'heroes'? Well, I once had such a dream, and I'm surrounded by 'hero-crazy' partners... Tch."

"Zhuan arc, can you listen to me? I feel like I have to vomit now." Father Diao said vaguely to Si Gangmu in a coquettish tone.

"No matter how long it takes, I will listen to you." This is probably the most gentle sentence Shikuragi ever said to his father.

"As expected of my son."

Father Diao began to say in a nostalgic tone: "When I was your age, I also had a few very good friends... Sorry," Father Diao covered his mouth and said, "I forgot to turn the arc and it seems that I have no friends."

Sikuanmu gritted his teeth: "Tell me something serious!"

"Sorry sorry."

"Actually, Stein, the most wanted criminal in the whole country, is my friend."

In the night wind, Father Diao used this sentence as the opening remark, and told Siganmu the unfortunate past events that were hidden under the dust.

Chiguro Bloodstain, Shimura, Saitama, and Andawa used to be friends with each other.

once.

Hanging father's friend Chihei Xueshen, now named "Stein", his parents were revenged and tortured by criminals because they were too close to professional heroes.

But the professional hero admitted in person: "I only created a super-popular image for the sake of performance. I don't have the ability to arrest the murderer."

"Because of that accident, Xueran was the first to realize the drawbacks of the hero society - the self-interest of professional heroes. He appealed to the society for the "return of the hero", but it was like a stone thrown into the water."

"Xueran is determined to change this society by himself, and bid farewell to me in the middle of the night."

"Shimura, I'm leaving." Father Diao can still clearly remember the figure of his friend standing outside the window at that time.

"When Xueran said goodbye to me, I didn't keep him..." Diaofu's tone was very sad.

"It wasn't until today when I went to pay homage to my mother that I realized that Xue Ran would bid farewell to me at that time. He must be very lonely in his heart, and he must very much hope that I can save him, but I..."

Hanging Father's voice became choked and forbearing.

"But I was afraid that my family would be implicated, so I didn't say anything!"

"I didn't say anything! Even though I could tell he was becoming a paranoid."

Water began to drip down Shikuragi's shoulder, he turned to face his father, took off his glasses which were blurred by tears, and pulled his father's collar to wipe his tears.

"Don't cry in front of your son, it's ugly."

Hanging father hugged the dead tree and said coquettishly: "What does it matter, you are my son."

He took a long breath.

"Blooded, who became extreme because of the death of his parents, Anduwa, who became violent because of his pursuit of power, I, who became weak because of having a family, and Saitama, who lost his emotions because of gaining power, the four of us... Crossroads, back to back choosing different paths."

Hanging father leaned on his son's shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Zhuan arc, are you going to be a hero too?"

Shizuoki didn't answer him.

"Yes, I understand."

"If it were you, it would be different, because you are my son."

At the end of this sentence, Diaofu drank the rest of the bottle of ginjo.

"Don't drink so boldly, the uncle who only has the capacity for a bottle of beer." Shikuraki reprimanded him with a frown.

But Diaofu was completely drunk, and his broad body was paralyzed on Shikuraki, which made Shikuragi feel a dull pain in his cervical spine.

"Ahhh, I'm so troublesome!" It took a while for Shikuraki to throw his father onto the bed.

Hanging Father lay on his side and curled up, his eyelashes trembling, and his mouth was vague, "Blood... I'm sorry."

In the dream, the friend stood outside the window, and the long zigzag scarf fluttered in the wind, "Shimura, I'm leaving."

This time Shimura plucked up the courage to say that sentence: "Stay here! I will be your family!"

Shikuagi looked at his father's expression, and his father's feelings spread to him.

Grief, regret tormented him, and finally he found relief.

"Idiot." Shizuoki said unhappily.

People who hurt others have often been hurt too, and Niigaragi understands this.

In fact, as long as you think about it, it is not difficult to find that the content of Aizawa's work overlaps with the friend information in his father's mouth.

Key words such as "Hero Killer", "Red Black Blood", "Wanted Criminal", and "Stein" are connected in a line, and the image of a bloodthirsty paranoid is completely shaped, which is exactly the same as the photo I saw at Saitama's home. The identity of the man on the red scarf echoes.

The development of Aizawa's mission shows that the hero killer has already pointed the tip of his knife at the city.

Shikuraki brushed away the broken hair from his father's face.

It's cruel to let you know that your friends are on a hunt.

Before the hero-killer gets caught, let me bend the law for one more time.

"Ah, I'll bring that guy to you."

When the curtains fluttered, Shikuraki made a promise to his father in the night wind.

The author has something to say:

The results of the interview with the Big Three in Class 1-A are as follows

(The material comes from the Big Three themselves)

1. Value

Brother Diao: Hey, I already won just by looking at the hairstyle, okay?

Ka Jiang: It must be Lao Tzu, what is the difference between their looks and women!

Mr. Boom: Dead wood. (I don't even know about my own beauty...)

2. Body

Ka Jiang: "Huh? Do you have eyes? Are you underestimating me!"

Brother Diao: (Brother Diao glanced at his abs *discovered*, then chose the Honkai microphone)

Mr. Hong: Dead wood, it feels very delicate. (How smug you are!)

3. Character

Brother Hang: Me!They are not yet developed enough to communicate.

Ka Jiang: (violently) Do you think there is something wrong with my character?

Mr. Boom: ... Me?It felt like they were out of the normal range. (extremely correct)

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