Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

As a result, the dead handle wooden hanging leaned against it and fell asleep.

Hearing the name of the next stop reported by the bus, it was the one that Shigaraki had mentioned before, Yayoi Aoki tried to keep her shoulders still and twisted her neck, staring at the host who obviously invited her to play at home from the corner of her eye. .

[Looks like she is sleeping deeply...]

Yayoi Aoki glanced past the faint blue-black under the boy's eyes, and sighed.

She ignored the noisy automatic notification tone, turned her head to the side of the window, calmly looked at the passing scenery, and sat all the way to the terminal.

The dead handle wood hanger was woken up by the driver who came to drive people out of the car.

Sleeping soundly, he subconsciously reached out to make the troublesome thing disappear, but suddenly felt warm on his wrist, being held by something soft.

"Diaojun, wake up. We should get out of the car."

It was Yayoi Aoki's voice that brought him back to consciousness.

Shigaraki hanged on the girl's shoulder with all kinds of reluctance for a while, then drooped his sleepy eyebrows, grabbed Yayoi Aoki's hand, stood up impatiently, and was stunned by the unexpected scene in front of him.

This is the terminal.

Before he turned his head to look, Yayoi Aoki consciously apologized.

"Because I think Diao Jun seems to be very tired and needs to rest, so I didn't wake you up."

Like a little penguin, she was being held by a dead wood hanger, and she walked behind her. When she said this, she leaned forward, poked half of her head over, and asked happily, "Diaojun, are you sleeping well? How are you feeling?"

【good.not good. 】

【...Tsk, why did you sleep so hard. 】

Shikuraki couldn't help being impetuous - although his direction was not those stupid big guys waving fists, it was too embarrassing to fall into a deep sleep on the noisy bus.

It's not even as good as the lv1 experience mobs.

Yayoi Aoki didn't understand why Shigaraki was suddenly upset, and counted, thinking that he had indeed sat for several stops, and he might be far away from his original destination now.

Thinking that she had done something bad with good intentions, she lowered her head and carefully picked up the blame: "I'm sorry...I, I'll check, how long will it take for the next bus to arrive!"

"……come over."

"Ok?"

Seeing that Shikura Mudou suddenly stretched out his hand, put four fingers on the back of his neck, and took out his mobile phone, Yayoi Aoki, who hadn't turned on the screen, blinked blankly, and could only follow that force and slide to the opponent's in front of.

"too slow."

Aoki Yayoi rubbed the small piece of white and smooth skin with his fingertips, Yayoi Aoki's fragile and slender neck bones could be easily controlled by him in the palm of his hand, life and death were just a matter of thought.

This kind of total dominance made his bad mood turn from cloudy to sunny.

【Even if you fall asleep unprepared, it doesn't matter. 】

[Because this is 'his'. 】

Even if you put a knife in her hand, give her a fatal weakness, and make her a butcher, she won't be able to do it, right?

Maybe he will be dazed for a long time, and then he will throw away the knife in a hurry, his eyes will be red, and he will not allow him to make dangerous jokes again.

【It's so stupid and too weak. 】

Shigaraki thought, if he left Yayoi Aoki here, it would take less than half an hour, maybe even 10 minutes, before she would be abducted by the homeless wandering around here.

Was it sold to an underground brothel as a child prostitute?Or hand it over to groups with special hobbies?Or donate organs to the noble class of some rich family?

No, the lucky one who finds it first will definitely want to monopolize this bright greenhouse flower and hide it in a corner full of dirty mud.

After all, such an idiot is a rare breed for those with rotten roots.

Thinking about it this way, Shigaraki even felt that he who decided to pick up Yayoi Aoki back was simply doing a good deed every day, a good deed.

"This is a shortcut. I won't go to you if I get lost."

Just put his hands on the back of Yayoi Aoki's neck, like the kind owner of a kitten who can't walk, he took a lazily long leg, and got into the dark alley next to him, his steps were brisk, obviously interested in this area The area is quite familiar.

This area deviates from the commercial area and is the old city center in the past. Most of the buildings have not been renovated, leaving traces of history.It is also a place where many ruffians come and go, and ordinary people will not come close to it.

Night City in a modern city.

Yayoi Aoki took a quick look at her surroundings, her face was serious, and she became more and more sure of her previous guess.And when the dead handle wooden crane stopped in front of the dilapidated speakeasy, she felt that she had seen everything.

——Sure enough, Mr. Diao is a drop-out boy who ran away from home!

After guessing ten thousand times, he would never guess what setting Yayoi Aoki was supplementing without authorization. The dead karagi tipped his toes, pushed open the door of the bar, and the wind chime by the wall immediately rang.

"The dead handle wooden hanging...huh?"

The young man who was wiping the goblet at the bar raised his head when he heard the sound, and cut off his original words in a little astonishment.

He was wearing a high-necked suit, and the tie buttons were tightly fastened to the end, but the parts outside the exposed clothes, such as his hands, were composed of black mist that flickered on and off, and where the eyes should have been, there were only two long and narrow yellow lights .

The young man hesitated for a while, as if he didn't quite believe it: "You brought... people back?"

"Dark fog."

Shigangaki pressed the soft flesh in his palm, motioned Yayoi Aoki to look up, and introduced casually: "Yayoi Aoki. My, 'friend'."

Oh, pals of the deadwood--that's the funniest bad joke of the day.

Because Yayoi Aoki's appearance really doesn't look like a person from their world, and she is not the nanny of Shikuraki, as long as it doesn't concern major matters, there is no need to care about these personal details.

So Hei Wu didn't hesitate for too long, nodded politely, then lowered his head to care about his precious wine glass.

"Hello, Mr. Black Mist."

Yayoi Aoki looked curiously at the two people who were very different in appearance, tugged on the sleeve of Sigan Mudiao, and asked in a low voice: "Is Mr. Kurokiri the elder brother of Diao-kun?"

"Huh? What kind of joke are you talking about?"

The dead handle wooden hanging pulled the person directly to lie on the sofa, only thinking that the black mist was a background board, and didn't even control the volume deliberately: "It's just an NPC who assists me in playing games."

"...Damn you!"

Yayoi Aoki pursed her lips in disapproval, looked sideways at the calm black mist, and felt that the label of Shigarakidao had to be added with "secondary school".

According to common sense, the default is that Heiwu took in the dead handle wooden hanging who ran away from home. She felt that whether it was as a friend or a first-time visitor, it was always right to show a good performance.

... Otherwise, what if Mr. Heiwu gets fed up and wants to drive Diao Jun away one day? !

So with the uncomfortably staring eyes, Yayoi Aoki climbed down from the sofa in a hurry, and volunteered to go to Hei Wu.

"Mr. Kurokiri, I'm Yayoi Aoki, a friend of You-kun. It's really rude to just sit and watch you work. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

He really didn't see why Sigang Muhang was making such a fuss, and being forced to get used to the other party's whim, Hei Wu could only go with the flow and improvised.

Naturally, it is impossible for strangers to touch his own treasures, half to divert the topic, he mixed a non-alcoholic drink for Aoki Yayoi.

It is made of orange juice, lemon juice, pineapple juice, pomegranate juice and soda water, poured into a tulip-shaped wine glass, and finally pinned a yellow thorn rose to the edge of the wall.

Before tasting it in person, just watching Heiwu's flexible and changeable bartending process is already a visual enjoyment.

"Cinderella. Treat it as a gift from the first meeting. I hope you like it, Miss Aoki."

Hei Wu looked at the little girl's surprise, and then his eyes drifted to the side of the sofa - the dead handle wooden hanger put one hand on the back of the sofa, and from the part touched by his fingers, lifeless ash spread quietly.

【Oh.This is really...]

Because of Yayoi Aoki's question, he lowered his head, and the black mist's gaze collided with that smiling face full of vitality, and he couldn't help but smile.

He bent down and carefully introduced some basic knowledge of bartending to the little girl, thinking about how to clean up the idle room next to the dead handle wood hanging.

[I just don’t know when this Cinderella’s bell will be rung? 】

【after all--】

Out of the corner of the eye, he caught sight of the approaching shadows, and Hei Mist pulled away in time, allowing Shigaraki to pull Yayoi Aoki away with a cold face.After seeing the two of them off, he returned to his previous work.

[This 'His Royal Highness' can change his face faster than flipping a book. 】

Heiwu thought that what she was going to watch tonight was a real-life soap opera where bullies rob women from good families, but never expected that, before half an hour had passed, Sigangmuhang sent her away again by himself.

His tone revealed a little regret: "I'm already thinking about what to add to that room, dead handle wooden hanging. Is it okay?"

"Then you can continue to think about it from now on."

Impatiently blocking Hei Wu's words, Sigang Muhang put one hand in his pocket, his back slightly bent, and stretched out his hand towards Hei Wu: "Mobile phone."

Hei Wu glanced at him, and obediently handed over his mobile phone to the person who said in front of him that "he doesn't like to carry communication devices", so he left all the contact work to him.

Sigangmu took the things, turned around and left: "Give it to me."

... There are important contact information such as brokers in that phone.

Hei Wu swallowed the words that came to his lips, anyway, Sigang Mudiao would not pay attention to them.

Willfulness, arrogance, arrogance, immaturity, and self-importance, this boy's shortcomings are not too many for three days and three nights, but he is smart enough and has enough potential.

Arranging to buy a new mobile phone tomorrow morning, and finding a way to notify those people of their new mobile phone numbers, Hei Wu let out a long breath with a headache, feeling that the task of nanny is still very difficult.

[If this is the case, it is not enough to inherit that lord... the dead handle wooden hanging. 】

Hearing the prompt, he turned on the computer and checked the information on the suitable candidate newly sent by his agent, but he was a little more looking forward to the plan in preparation.

——Looking forward to what kind of earth-shaking scenery will lead him to experience after the rough jade is carved.

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"Yayoi, is the part-time job going well?"

Noticing the little girl's bouncing steps when she came in, her whole body was full of flowers, Hong Jiaodong couldn't help but say something more, it was in a statement tone.

"Well~ I'll post it soon! I also went to have afternoon tea—this one! The pudding doesn't have too much sugar, so it won't be very sweet. It's a condolence item for Mr. Jiao Dong. The training has been hard."

Yayoi Aoki hurriedly took out the exquisite box hidden behind her as a treasure.It was on the way to the supermarket to get my salary, and I took a short detour to pack it.

In fact, it is forbidden to bring food into the training room, but this training room is only for the two of them during this period of time, and Andeva will not come to check it, Hong Jiaodong only hesitated for a moment, and then took it.

When the ribbon is removed, the beautifully colored and perfectly presented pudding is soft and soft. From the plate to the coffee-colored jelly on the top layer, it is marked in bold red font: Please eat me, I am super delicious.

At least in the eyes of Yayoi Aoki.

Noticing that the person in front of him was looking over eagerly, thinking he was hiding, Hong Jiaodong thought for a while, and handed Yayoi Aoki the extra plastic fork that the clerk had prepared.

Yayoi Aoki was taken aback: "Huh?"

However, Hong Jiaodong split the pudding in half with a fork, and then used his personality to condense into a palm-sized circular ice surface, which was used as his own plate, half for each person.

"If you don't mind."

He pushed the ordinary plate at room temperature towards Yayoi Aoki, and said calmly.

Yayoi Aoki stared at half of the little pudding of friendship, thinking that today must be the so-called "auspicious day" that Seimei said.

First of all, the part-time job went very smoothly, even because some customers who received the leaflets from her went to the supermarket to have a look and mentioned her to the manager, so the manager gave her some extra wages so that she could afford to buy pudding.

Secondly, I got to know Diao Jun with a nice voice, and exchanged phone numbers with Diao Jun——

[But Diao Jun is still a child after all.Very clingy. 】

Thinking of Aoki Yayoi's sudden fluctuating mood when he was saying goodbye, Yayoi Aoki thought that if he hadn't offered to exchange contact information and asked if he could come to visit again next time, the other party would definitely lose his temper.

Not knowing what kind of side plot of the little black house she accidentally avoided, she privately added a note of "nice to coax" to Sigangmuhang.

And finally - pudding from heaven!

Although she can buy it whenever she wants, and Ying Ji is willing to cook for her, Yayoi Aoki just feels that the half of the pudding that Hong Jiaodong offered her is a hundred times more delicious than the one in the window.

"Jiao Dong-jun, you are so kind."

Very respectfully and solemnly dragging the plate in front of her, as if she was receiving some great gift, Yayoi Aoki clasped his palms together, his eyes filled with a soft and happy smile, and his frankness was a bit too straightforward.

"like you!"

Boom Jiaodong: ………………

"……what."

The second time they met, he seemed to be the passive side in the relationship between the two of them.

In other words, because the other party does not play cards according to common sense every time, and is soft and friendly without concealment, Yayoi Aoki often skips to the next dialogue before he has time to figure out how to refuse, and arranges everything clearly.

It's a very difficult type that Hong Jiaodong has never touched.

Looking at the pair of puzzled eyes, the half-cold and half-burning boy lowered his head, gave up the mostly futile correction, scooped up a small piece of pudding, and calmly accepted the reality.

"With great love."