【Blast Out】Strawberry and Russian Rain

Visitation is prohibited.Kirishima Eijiro once leaned on crutches and wanted to approach, but only the voice of the boy calling "Green Valley" crossed the suffocating space, and by the time it reached Green Valley Deku's ears, it was already dense and hazy.

Entry and exit are prohibited.The door of the dormitory room was completely blocked since that night. The door of the dormitory was like a moat. Izuku couldn't get over it anyway. The food was brought in by the people in the cafeteria. Izuku tried to take this opportunity to escape, but repeatedly After being thrown to the ground, the guards brought the chains the next night, ignored the boy's punches and kicks, and locked the boy's feet to the bedpost, leaving only a few inches of room to walk.

Lvgu Izuku's round nails have become uneven, and iron-red embroidery is hidden in the gaps between the nails, which are earned from the chain.There are no sharp objects in the dormitory, only nails and teeth are sharp.Izuku of Lvgu couldn't hold his hands together. The nails and the crevices were soaked in blood. The cracks formed scabs, and the blood clotted into small black lumps. Everything was still, and only the pain was still coming from the fingertips. Tell him it's not over yet.

He staggered and dragged the hot water bottle under the bed, soaked the towel and sat on the ground to apply heat to his ankle. It was almost healed, and the redness and swelling disappeared a lot, but it became more serious during the scuffle. Come put the ointment on, he can't let this foot drag him down.

When he closed his eyes, he saw the hand stretched out to him from the guard's back in a daze, but he failed to grasp it.

Liquid trickled down his face, but he didn't make a sound, like the rain and dew hitting the duckweed alone in a gloomy evening.He wandered around the room, pulled out all the cabinet drawers and checked them, but he couldn't find even a wire.Although he doesn't know how to use a small wire to unlock himself, he has recorded it before. While watching All Might's documentary, he watched the burly man slyly say in front of the camera on TV that as a policeman , It is also necessary to know some inexperienced tricks, he opened his eyes wide and praised in his mouth, and recorded it in his notebook.

The lock didn't move at all, leaving only inconspicuous blood beads on the keyhole, which seeped into the copper-yellow veins, showing some old marks.

He sat on the edge of the bed with his head in his arms, his eyes were hidden in his hair, his lips were pursed, no one knew what he was talking about.

Saga rationally opened the door of the office angrily. Echizen Kenichi was sitting at the desk with the back of the office chair facing the desk. In front of him was the huge glass window. Against the dust-free white painted walls, Echizen Kenichi shook the back of his chair slightly, as if he was not surprised by his arrival.

Saga's footsteps suddenly stopped, turned around, and with a gloomy face, he sternly said to the two guards following him: "Don't follow in!"

The guards looked at each other, and their expressions were not tense because of this. They looked around, and after confirming that even if they stood outside the door, they could not escape their sight, they quietly left the office.

boom.

Saga justifiably smashed the experimental report in his hand on the desk, and the black and white words turned into butterflies, which fluttered up one after another, and then slowly and slowly landed at his feet, indifferently staying out of the matter.Echizen Kenichi still didn't turn around.

"Kenichi, explain to me!"

The back of the chair stopped turning, and Echizen Kenichi's faint voice floated from the back of the chair: "Explain what?"

"Who allowed you to allow them to do that experiment? You promised me! Any experiment must be signed by both of us! Do you know..."

"I do not want to know."

Echizen Kenichi turned around, his expression turned into ice and snow, and there was a layer of fog between his pupils, nothing could get in.A silver gun was quietly lying in his hand with a shiny luster.

"You don't care if someone dies inside?"

Saga laughed angrily.

"I only speak of my brother's death."

Saga opened his mouth rationally, but couldn't say anything.When he was full of accusations and anger, when he saw the silver pistol, it was like a firecracker submerged in water. When it was ignited, the fuse was burned out, leaving only a few wisps of smoke.Saga was silent for a long time, he closed his eyes, diluted the anger in his breath and exhaled slowly, when he opened his eyes again, he was calm.

"...Before I came in, my sister told me that I don't know if Kenichi won a scholarship for his research at school."

Echizen Ken rolled his eyes and remained silent.

"Her memory stays after you went to college, saying that you, like your brother, are made for scientific research."

"..."

Echizen Kenichi gently stroked the gun in his hand, and never raised his head again.Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, Saga closed his mouth and clenched his fists, "Okay, then don't interfere with me."

After that, he never looked at Echizen Kenichi again, and strode out.

Hong Jiaodong couldn't open his eyes.

The electric shock rod hit the back of his neck, and the severe pain from the glands made it very difficult for him to move his fingers. The veins in his bones were gripped by the pain, and he couldn't help himself.The light on his face was very dazzling, he frowned, and the figure of Izuku Midori lying on the ground came back to his mind instantly, almost subconsciously, this body that should have been weak suddenly bounced up his upper body.

"Long time out!"

Before he could take in the surrounding scene in his eyes, countless pairs of hands with rubber gloves pressed down, covering his mouth with one hand, suppressing his arm with the other, clamping his shoulder with the other, and the restraint belt was loose. The inorganic cold wrapped around his body round after round, he stretched his body like a stone, not daring to let go for a moment, so those hands were almost unable to hold back.

A sedative was administered to his body.

Hong Jiaodong's eyes were slack, and the sound of his own breathing was next to his ears.He closed his eyes, and the meandering starlight line penetrated the wall, winding far away in the laboratory, and he knew where the end point of this line was.There is something in his heart that will never collapse. It has taken root and sprouted. The longer the days, the stronger and tougher it will be, like a talisman.

He was put on a breathing mask.

There should be many machines standing beside him, the black background and the bright green character and number curves, all beating for him.Masked men approached, their voices muffled inside the masks.

"It's time to start."

In his mind is the figure of Izuku Midoriya crawling and crouching on the ground, the hand was reaching out to him, but he didn't grab it.

The position of the pheromone at the scorched nape of the neck was left out, a mechanical arm stretched out and turned smoothly, and a needle was clamped on the arm, and the creamy yellow drug quickly filled the winding transparent catheter, and the next In seconds, the robotic arm thrust forward, and the milky yellow medicine was injected into the frozen gland.

The severe pain tore his sanity, and the medicine quickly strangled his target in the gland, like a sharp knife crazily stirring in the gland!

Hong Jiaodong completely lost consciousness.

Izuku Midoriya woke up in his arms.

His eyeballs were sore from being squeezed on his arm, and he rubbed his eyes as the darkness came in bursts.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something.His movements were condensed in time, something was turning into powder from his body, slipping away silently along his pores.He froze, and touched the back of his neck with his hand.

His eyes were wide open, and his pupils shone with unbelievable tremors.Before some things happen, there are still emotions that haven't happened, and it's sad to know what happened until it happens.

The deep tooth marks on the fingertips are slowly disappearing.The neck meat re-grows in the gap, filling the original groove of the imprint little by little.Midoriya Izuku stretched out his palm and touched it again, the back of his neck was smooth and smooth.So, whether it was the pain of piercing the flesh, the uneven engraving, or the meaning of love that was finally given, it only remained in his memory.

slap.

Something shattered into the air crisply, leaving no trace, and no one paid attention.

Izuku's hands trembled slightly at first, but when he took them away from the back of his neck, the trembling turned into convulsions. His fingertips, fingers, wrists, forearms, and big arms were like a green bamboo being drenched in the rain. Pattering and trembling in the air by the wind, but the bamboo roots do not move, only the sharpened leaves keep falling off, this is what those hands look like.

The chains rang.The chain was pressed against the metal bedpost by Izuku Midoriya's toppled body, metal and metal collided with each other and made a small clanging sound, the sound was like the chain's crying, whimpering, from the throat no longer endured Unable to stop, the pain was pulled out from the flesh and blood, and weeping hoarsely, like the howling of the wind, rolled up the regret that could not be held, blowing around the empty surroundings, crying alone.It seemed that everything that was sharp and weepable was weeping in this room.

What else is thrashing on the ground.The pounding was as if a drumstick had smashed the surface of the drum. Blood and cracks appeared on the drumstick, and the hammer was still hammering with hatred and helplessness.

Gradually, the sound disappeared, nothing.

Only the tears dripping on the ground are still like an endless rain.

The guard standing at the door of the toilet knocked on the door impatiently, and asked in a rough voice, "Is it still okay?"

"Don't be in a hurry to go to the toilet!" Saga Riri squatted on the toilet, and took out the spare phone from the inner pocket of his clothes. This is a rather small phone. He bought it purely because his younger sister liked it. Unexpectedly, he brought in the money by mistake. Now that the original communication equipment has been confiscated, it has become a vital tool.

Takayuki Fujita blocked the network signal, but some signals could be vaguely detected in the toilet located at the most edge and corner of the "White House". Fortunately, the experimental observation room where Hong Jiaodong was located was nearby. Only then would he have a legitimate reason to wander around and get into this toilet again.He searched the Internet, but the signal was very weak, and the waiting circle turned several times, end to end, before a piece of audio would be loaded.Saga rationally grinned happily, and immediately clicked in.

"Pululululu—"

The sound of farting was amplified vastly in this seldom-occupied toilet, and some disgusting associations were instantly squeezed into the minds of the guards, and they immediately pinched their noses, "What's going on?"

"Maybe... I ate something bad..."

Saga's reasonable voice was so weak that it trembled a little.

The guard waved his hands in disgust, "We'll wait for you outside, hurry up!"

Saga took advantage of the situation and clicked on the audio again, and the continuous sound of farting sounded again, and the guards left faster.Saga rationally listened quietly, and when the sound of footsteps completely faded, he stood still, and there was no trace of walking, he immediately switched to the interface of the mailbox, and there was another long wait. The materials that had been packed in the draft box were being placed Lying quietly in the mailbox, Sagari let out a long sigh of relief.

After entering the "White House", he backed up all the data in his mailbox, including the experimental report of the pheromone rampage, and there was a video, but the data is too large, with the current signal quality , it must be difficult to send out.He took out the crumpled ball of paper in his pocket, on which was All Might's office email address - he checked it out before entering the "White House" just in case, he had forgotten it long ago, since Echizen It was only after Kenichi came out of the office that he suddenly remembered.

He quickly entered the address, left a few more words, and clicked send.

The progress bar of sending is moving forward with difficulty.

After 1 minute, a message popped up in the notification bar——

"Sent successfully."

"...the special substance in the Alpha pheromone remains active after entering the Omega's body, and fuses with the pheromone in the Omega gland, so that the tooth marks on the skin can be preserved for a long time, but in fact it becomes' The tooth marks marked' are more of an imprint, not a scar or a wound, and will not harm the epidermal tissue. And when the Alpha marking substance loses its activity, the tooth marks will disappear by themselves."

——"The History of New Human Evolution·Mark"