A Giant Baby's Road to Heroes[Comprehensive]

That night, Diao's father mentioned at the dinner table that the adults were going out, and Diao's mother proposed to stay and take care of the children, but Andewa said: "No, Touya will take good care of them."

Dabi that guy?

Will take care of children?

What nonsense.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, Tomoya, no, it should be said that the optimized version of Dabi made breakfast, and it tasted good. He skillfully cleaned up the dishes, washed the clothes, and cleaned up the room.

Seeing Shigaraki's suspicious eyes, Dabi, of course, who is still in a good temper stage, said with a smile, "Because I have three younger siblings, so I know a little bit about housekeeping."

He is also very good to his younger brother, and will help change the medicine every day.

It's chilling how one person can change so much.

When Dabi was busy, the room was left with dead wood and scorch.

Pokéball's condition is worse than that of his classmates, and Niigaragi even wonders if his intelligence has not developed.

He always sat with his head down, thinking or in a daze with no expression on his face, and his slightly parted lips were always cute.

Shigangmu didn't want to have sex with a kid of a few years old, even when he grew up, he would not take the initiative to get close to his peers, so he just put Hong Jiao Dong aside and ignored it.

Summer is too boring, there is no game console and no snacks, and after eating iced watermelon and reading a few pages of books, Shigaraki falls asleep.

When he was lying on the table and buried his face in his arms, he had already started to have a light dream, and there was a touch on his forehead.

Itchy.

He was a very light sleeper and opened his eyes in no time.

Elf Ball, who was sitting opposite, came to him at some point, grabbed a bunch of his bangs in his hand, and explained in a somewhat embarrassed and flustered way: "Sorry, your hair color is a bit like mother's, so I, I……"

A little boy who hasn't left his mother's arms yet?

"Besides, I forgive you," Sigangmu said lazily, and he remembered that they had never spoken to him except yesterday when the poke ball greeted him, "Hey, what's the matter with the injury on your face?"

Hearing that he was forgiven, Hong Jiaodong looked relaxed. After being asked about his injuries, his whole body tensed up again, his hands clenched his clothes tightly and he lowered his head, as if he was frightened, but also as if he was fighting against himself.

Niigaragi thought it might be the fear left by the injury, thinking that the Poké Ball is really fragile, "Forget it, you don't need to answer."

He adjusted his posture and went back to sleep.

Just when he had lost interest in the question and thought that the elf would not speak again, he heard the elf ball tremblingly say: "Yes, it's mother..."

"Huh?" Shikuraki responded perfunctorily.

"Mother did it."

This sentence successfully opened Shizuoki's eyes.

Hong Jiaodong took a deep breath and spoke as calmly as possible, although his voice was still unstable.

"Have you ever heard of sex marriage?"

"Marriage for the purpose of optimizing the individuality of the next generation." This dead handle wood still knows.

"I, I am the product of personality marriage. In my family... mother and child are tools of that man. I was born to conform to his ideals."

"I have the impression that my mother washed her face with tears all day long, and finally broke down and poured boiling water on my face not long ago."

"'Your left side is ugly', my mother said pouring boiling water on my face..."

From the bumpy expression at the beginning, to the rapid babbling that couldn't restrain his emotions, Shigaraki could see the scorched expression in his eyes, his pupils trembled, and he had self-doubt.

Fear overwhelmed sorrow, so there was no crying.

Is this the truth that Andwar underestimated?

What are you talking about because you are hurt because you are in a bad mood? In fact, it is already a mental illness caused by domestic violence, right?

The Poké Ball seems to have almost closed itself.

Maybe it was because of his classmate, or because the Pokéball saved him, or because he was hurt when he was a child, so he could understand, and there was a feeling of pity in Shizuoki's heart.

How to do?

If it was the father or the black mist now, what would they do?

Nekuragi put himself in the situation of the Pokeball, trying to guess what the gentle people were doing.

It's easy to find out.

He was not very willing, but hugged the poke ball forcefully and gently, "It's all right now."

"Don't give up on yourself, everything will be fine, and I will always be with you."

Even Shikaragi himself couldn't imagine that he would say such a thing, sour.

But feeling that the elf ball was shaking all the time, he put his hand on the bandage on his left cheek and said, "You are not ugly at all."

Being hugged, Hong Jiaodong seemed to be immersed in warmth all over his body, smelling the faint fragrance of the other person, which eased his long-term tense nerves, and those sentences seemed to be blowing softly on his heart, his chest From painful to itchy, thinking falls into a relaxed zone.

The result of all of a sudden relaxation was that he sniffed his nose twice as a sign of tears, and then burst into tears.

Hong Jiaodong lay in Sidangmu's arms and wailed loudly, with tears on his shoulders, Sidangmu could neither hold nor let go.

"Ah, I'm really asking for trouble..."

Taking this conversation as an opportunity, Hong Jiaodong's affection for Sigangmu has increased a lot, but he is a clumsy child who is not good at expressing his feelings, so he always peeks at Sigangmu but dare not strike up a conversation.

This bit of shyness and awkwardness has always been like this to my classmates.

But this little consolation is enough for Poké Ball to remember it for so long?Shikaki doesn't understand.

Shikaragi is not more emotionally astute than Hong Jiaodong.

When Dubi heard his younger brother crying, his first reaction was "Has Jiao Dong been bullied and cried?", "The son of the Shimura family is enough for me!"

But when he went upstairs, what caught his eye was Shigaraki frowning and trying to coax his younger brother. Even though he was shorter than Jiao Dong, he looked like an adult.

It is good to cry, so as not to get sick.

He also has a knot in his body, and there is no way to help his younger brother, so he feels sincere gratitude to Shigaraki.

The relationship between the three of them in the next few days can be regarded as harmonious, and Shigangmu found that there are some interesting things about the Hong family brothers.

For example, Poké Ball has a special cat-attracting aura, and the wild cat always wants to lick his palm, but he wants to play with Zai Tai, but Zai Tai turns back with his butt pouted and completely ignores him.

Also, he likes to eat buckwheat noodles, and the kind is not hot, and it takes a long time to blow them every time.

"Isn't it quicker to use ice cubes to cool down?" Hearing the suggestion of Shiganmu, Hong Jiaodong unlocked a new skill, rubbing out ice crystals with his hands to cool food, which is necessary for eating noodles.

Dabi is even more bizarre, not to mention that the real body of the handsome man is actually a good housekeeper, he likes insects very much.

I often stand under a big tree to watch beetles, and go into the camellia bushes to look for crickets.

When he was young, Dabi was very gentle and masculine, and sometimes Niugaragi would suspect that Todouya might not be Dabi, but when he accidentally raised his eyes, the ice-blue coldness, the innate Temperament, but it proves that they are indeed the same person.

Although very harmonious, but not completely satisfactory.

First of all, taking a shower is a big problem.

Deadwood likes to take a bath, and the tub is big, but Deadwood is small.

"I told you that I'm fine by myself, so don't call me any more!" Shikamaki said impatiently with a towel around his neck.

"But you used to take baths with Uncle Shimura, which makes people a little worried..." Dabi said.

"Noisy!"

It is true that I usually sit on my father's feet, so that I can just lie on the edge of the bathtub, but I don't want to be treated like a Dabi child, and I have to take the bath to the end even if I am standing.

Besides...

"Chirp~" The little yellow duck in Hong Jiaodong's hand who was standing in the bathtub called out, and a curved jet of water spewed out of its mouth.

Who wants to take a bath with this little kid playing with ducks!

"Okay, okay, let's take a bath together," Dabi directly hugged Shigaraki, "Did you forget that you filled up the bath water and almost floated yesterday?"

"It's so noisy, it's just a small slippery mistake!"

"Yes Yes."

Dubi has already figured out that the dead handle wood is the type that eats soft but not hard. It has to be soft in mouth and quick in hands and feet, and it throws people into the water.

Shigaraki felt that he was always being led by the nose by Dabi.

Then, sleeping is also a big problem.

It's really hot enough for three people to sleep in one room!

"You took the poke ball and went to sleep in the guest room!"

"Well, I want to see if you kicked the quilt at night." Dabi smiled wearily, "The number of times someone kicked the quilt last night is beyond count with one finger."

Beneath the forced smile was the urge to beat Shigaraki.

Dabi felt more tired taking Sigaraki than taking all his younger siblings combined.

So many years later, when he saw a man who could raise (?) Dead Karaki for many years without changing his face, he felt a sense of respect in his heart.

Shikuraki, who was sleeping on the left side of the poke ball, was almost burned by the heat from his body in the middle of the night, and unconsciously leaned towards Dabi. Just fell asleep.

Although Dabi's personality is blue flame, unexpectedly he has a cold physique.

The next day, when Shigaraki woke up, he suddenly realized that he switched the positions of Hongjiaodong and Dabi that night, and sleeping at night was like turning on two air conditioners by his side.

That's great, you little bastard.

Shikuagi thought with satisfaction.

On the fifth day after the camp, the weather was terribly hot, but Dabi needed to refill the potion for the jelly, so he went out.

Hong Jiaodong has already taken off the bandage, leaving a light red scar on the left side of his face, becoming a veritable elf ball.

But it doesn't look hideous. The strange-colored hair, different-colored pupils, and different-colored skin are both outstanding and coordinated on his face, which is very interesting.

Shikaragi is very afraid of heat, and seeing that Dabi is not around, he makes the most of the personality of the elf ball.

The popsicle, sorbet, and ice-cola were refreshing, but the consequences of not being restrained were a stomachache and a weak leg.

When Shigaraki came back from the toilet, he found two more guests, a young woman with a baby in her arms.

She said politely: "I'm sorry, the weather is too hot, the children can't stand it, and I have caused you trouble."

Hong Jiaodong, who led the person in, asked Siganmu timidly: "Is it okay?"

"It's up to you." Sigangmu lay down perfunctorily, and the Zaitai who came in to escape the heat curled his tail and slept next to him.

"Great, please go ahead and rest." Hong Jiaodong said to the mother and son happily.

"Hey! Your tone seems to be unreasonable to me." Siu Gangmu sat up and said loudly.

His voice frightened the baby enough, and he burst into tears.

"Turn the arc, don't be so loud."

Dead Handwood: "..."

Hong Jiaodong surrounded the baby in a panic, looking like he wanted to coax him but didn't know what to do.

After a while, the mother finally coaxed the child to stop, feeling as if relieved from a heavy burden, Sikangaki heaved a sigh of relief and turned his face away.

Hong Jiaodong asked curiously: "How old is the baby?"

"Ah," the woman said with a smile, "well...it's been two and a half months."

"That's right, it's so cute." Hong Jiao Dong was doting on his face.

In fact, babies are not cute, but Hong Jiaodong thinks they are cute when they see them.

Shikaragi suddenly stood up and said, "Pokeball, follow me to pour tea."

Hong Jiaodong remembered that he hadn't poured tea for the guests yet, so he quickly stood up and apologized: "I'm sorry."

"It's all right," the woman said.

As soon as Sigangmu and Hong Jiaodong walked out the door, Sigangmu made a silent gesture to Hong Jiaodong, then took his hand and walked to the entrance where the telephone was placed.

Dead Karaki said: "Pokeball, run away now and find your brother."

"why?"

"Listen well, the lacrimal glands of children under three months are not well developed, so they will not shed tears. The child in that woman's hand is not hers. Although I don't know where the suspicious person you brought back is always you Run, I'll come over after calling the adults."

After Sigangmu finished his explanation impatiently, he kicked Hong Jiaodong, hoping that he would not dawdle.

Hong Jiaodong was frightened by the serious look in Sigangmu's eyes, even though he was the same age, he seemed to be ordered by an adult, and left involuntarily as Shigangmu said.

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Small Theater - Puzzled Style Dead Handwood

During the coming-of-age ceremony of Nikumagi, Dabi sneaked into the bedroom with him.

In the darkness, Dabi whispered to Sigangmu, "If you don't leave, we're going to do something stupid."

Shizuoki nodded and left.