Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

As a professional hero, Shiori Mori appeases the public, and then takes the captured enemy, Shinsuke Mori and Yayoi to the police station to hand over the prisoners, and also accompany Yayoi to make a note.

She couldn't tell the reason, but she really liked this fierce and cute little hero who claimed to be her fan. While walking and chatting, she couldn't help sending out invitations.

"Xiao Yayoi, if you're fine, would you like to come to my house to have dinner together?"

Mori Shiori smiled and pointed to the two large bags of fruits and vegetables in Mori Shinsuke's hand, her tone was light and friendly, with a secret and soft pride.

"My husband's craftsmanship is very good! In fact, today is our Ryota's celebration party. He won No.3 in the final battle of the Hero Division of Xiongying this time! We plan to give him a surprise!"

They went out this time to buy ingredients for the evening celebration banquet.

Yayoi listened, but she was thinking in her heart that she also got very high grades in the final actual combat this time, excluding the later incident of real personality, Mr. Aizawa gave her a perfect score of A+.

But she just lowered her eyes and agreed without speaking.

Mori Shizhi didn't notice it, and put his palm on his lips again, as if whispering a little secret, seducing, abducting, a little girl.

"If Yayoi comes, can I give Yayoi an exclusive autographed photo? Although it is not as good as the NO.1 hero All Might, but 'Noah' is also a popular hero now, and it is worth showing off among his peers Presents, right, right?"

Shinsuke Mori looked helplessly at his wife who had started to sell melons.

Even though she is a reliable and calm disaster relief hero to the outside world, after taking off the halo of a professional hero, she has a detached personality, always a lively girl at heart, and sometimes needs to be coaxed by her son Ryota Mori.

A sweet little annoyance.

Shinsuke Mori, who is a decoration designer by profession and often deals with all kinds of strange parties, can only come here habitually to help smooth things over.

He shook the bag in his hand and said with a smile: "Our house hasn't been lively for a long time. If Yayoi is willing to come, I think Ryota will be very happy too."

Ryota and Ryota Mori are... sons of Mori Shiori and Mori Shinsuke.

...Then who is "Yayoi Mori"?

Yayoi did not answer this, but raised her head and looked at Shiori Mori who was full of expectation.As if drawing the other person's outline carefully with her eyes, she was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked word by word, solemnly and earnestly.

"Are you happy? Now...do you feel happy? Do you already have a life like spring?"

There was unknown expectation and hesitation in those eyes, like the last straw grasped by a drowning man, it was so heavy that Shiori Mori suffocated, and she didn't dare to answer easily.

——Obviously such a young child, why did he show such eyes?

After deliberating over and over again, she took a serious look, and replied solemnly: "Yes. I am very happy. A life like spring... I have indeed already had it."

Yayoi's tense nerves, like a bowstring, relaxed along with her stiff limbs.

Or maybe it's completely broken.

Looking at the pair of eyes that were close at hand, full of fresh emotions and vitality, she repeated softly: "Is that so... Do you already have it... Well, this... would be great."

Then, "Yayoi Mori" is nobody.

At least in this world, that's enough.

The police station was already in sight, Yayoi suddenly opened his hand to Shiori Mori, bent his eyes, begged in a very low posture, and his voice was so weak that it was almost a murmur.

"I like you very much. Really! From the very beginning, I like and like you the most. 'Noah' is my hero, and I have always...dream. If you can, you can hug Me? I-"

Before she finished speaking, Mori Shiori had already thrown the bag in her hand to the ground, bent down and hugged her tightly in her arms.

"Of course! Not only can you hug, even if Xiao Yayoi wants a blessing kiss, it's okay! Because, I like you too."

Combing the little girl's long hair with her fingers, Mori Shiori felt unstoppable pity in her heart.

There was no clear reason for that emotion, but it was surging like a torrent, whistling and irresistible; she almost pinched the little girl's cheek lovingly and affectionately, and began to think again.

"By the way, which school is Yayoi a student of the Hero Department? Which class? Who is the teacher? It's a pity that this year's workplace experience has passed. Why don't you come to my office for an internship next year? I still have recommendations Quota!"

The more Mori Shiori thought about it, the more reliable she felt, and she snapped her fingers happily, and the blueprint was laid out beautifully.

"Internship first, if the internship is good, I will continue to recommend Yayoi as my assistant after graduation, and then—ah, does Yayoi want to become a professional hero who focuses on disaster relief, or what direction? If it's not disaster relief, I also know it. Other friends, like..."

Mori Shizhi's industry plan was finally interrupted.

"—Dad, Mom! Are you all right?"

From a distance, I saw a handsome young man with short black hair rushing out of the police station, with dark brown gentle eyes, exactly the same as Mori Shiori.

Hearing the voice, Shiori Mori let go of her hand subconsciously, and turned her head to look back: "Mrs. Liang? Why are you here? Xiongying has just finished school, right?"

"I saw the news and knew that this is the nearest police station. You will definitely come, so I rushed here."

After explaining the cause and effect in twos and twos, knowing that his mother was not good at fighting the enemy, now seeing his mother standing in front of him intact, Ryota Mori was relieved.

Habitually went to take the bag from his father, the boy said casually, "Shall we go home now?"

Mori Shiori shook her head: "First I have to hand over the enemy, and then I have to make a record with Xiao Yayoi—Ryota, let me tell you, Xiao Yayoi is amazing! And cute! If it wasn't for her today, I would be a little younger." Trouble!"

"'Little Yayoi'?" Mori Ryota was puzzled, "Who is it?"

Mori Shiori pointed back without thinking: "It's right there—huh?"

There is no one behind him except the enemy who was tied up by five flowers.

It was like a beautiful but fragile and illusory dream, which was smashed to pieces by the light tap of reality, and even the traces could not be found.

So I woke up from the dream.

During the procedure of handing over the enemy to the police station, Ryota Mori listened to his father's overview of the whole process. Seeing that his mother was still depressed and couldn't let go, he patiently persuaded her.

"Maybe I dare not go to the police station to make records. After all, it is a violation of the rules, and I am afraid that there are some. We have already dealt with the police. It's okay, Mom. If you still care, I'll go back and find out for you, okay?" good?"

Mori Shizhi didn't speak, but pursed her lips, regretting suddenly: "...I shouldn't let go!"

Mori Ryota and her husband Mori Shinsuke didn't understand her thoughts, but Mori Shiori just felt that she let go subconsciously, as if she had lost something very important.

She shouldn't have let go.

... If she sees that child again next time, she will definitely not let go.

Mori Shiori secretly determined.

——There will be no next time.

Because the one who also let go was Yayoi herself.

Hiding in the shadow at the corner of the wall, Yayoi watched the back of the family of three leaving, even though the figure was too small to see clearly and blended into the crowd, it did not move for a long time.

Until night draws near.

The cold soaked through the already thin clothes, and Yayoi came back to her senses as if awakened.

It's time to go, she thought, this world is good enough, it doesn't need her existence, and the other world... There are things she has to do.

But before she leaves, there is still something she can do for that person.

Yayoi smiled to herself, dragging her heavy and exhausted body, and marched towards an unknown distance.

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The bar welcomes a strange intruder.

Green Valley Izuku was sent to negotiate and cooperate with others, and there was only the black mist left behind in the bar, and the dead wood hanger who started playing games out of boredom.

The intruder just opened the door loudly, aiming at the dead wooden hanging.

She was a thin and slender girl, her face was as pale as if she was sick, but the smile on her face was unexplainably gentle, contradictory like a delicate doll.

She stood at the door and said in a warm voice abruptly: "Mr. Black Mist, Mr. Diao, good evening. I am Yayoi. Because time is limited, please forgive me for offending——Can you tell me where is the AFO?"

Sigang Muhang narrowed his eyes and didn't answer, but Heiwu directly activated his personality and launched a surprise attack on the intruder——

That thick fog-like body was tightly wrapped around its vitals by a silver light!

Directly force the black mist into a coma.

Holding the sky lock in one hand, Yayoi rolled the black mist onto the sofa with a slight smile, looked at the dead-faced wooden hanging, and repeated softly: "Sorry, I'm in a hurry."

Siganmu hung down the game controller and looked at the strange girl with an uncertain expression.His mind was spinning, he raised his eyebrows, and when he was about to speak, he was interrupted by the other party.

"...I see. Just treat it as a rehearsal later. I'm so sorry for your disrespect."

The sky lock locked the limbs of the Sigang Muhang like lightning, and tied it in five ways. Yayoi stepped forward a few steps, lowered his head and looked at the Sigang Muhang who could only blink his eyes.

She held his face in both hands, looked closely at the red eyes hidden behind the broken hair, and spoke slowly.

"Diao-kun, you like Yayoi the most. So, you will never lie or hide from me, right? - Please, please tell me, where is your teacher and AFO now? Don't lie."

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I counted the list and found out wonderfully that I am only 2K words short of writing this chapter so...

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