A Yin, within 3 meters is mandatory [comprehensive]

Bakugo: "Of course I choose tonkotsu ramen! The kind that's spicy from hell!"

Qi Muyin: "Um...pork chop rice?"

Gilgamesh is as good as others: "Ditto."

Hong Jiaodong was heartbroken: "Ramen is an evil way."

"Shut up and scratch your face!"

Bakugo didn't care whether the opponent was the No.2 hero or not, he kicked the Japanese table with his shin, and was so frightened that Hong Jiaodong immediately lay down on the table to protect his soba noodles, and the image of the No.2 hero was lost.

The essence of VR games is to present an incredible world in a way close to reality.Compared with the "unconventional" such as card pools, activity books, and summoning systems, this izakaya can be said to have tried its best to create a "daily atmosphere".

Whether it is the waiter NPC that is the same as the player, or the aroma of the dishes and the color of the wine, even the chef standing at the bar handling sashimi and kneading sushi is very realistic.

"I thought I could cook it just by clicking on the screen..." The blond boy sighed faintly, looking disappointed.

Gilgamesh was just about to reply to him, "What's the difference between just a touch of the screen and the mobile games ten years ago?" when he heard a loud knock on the table.

"Huh? Isn't it just sushi! I can make it too! You just wait for me! It will definitely kill you!"

Gilgamesh: (Compassionate Eyes of Charity.jpg)

The blond-haired, red-eyed boy leaned forward leaning on the table, his face flushed red just for yelling out that sentence, but unfortunately, the buyer's show is far from the seller's show.

In fact, after the translation of this ka language, it should have been—what’s so good about that kind of roadside stall?Come, I will cook for you for a lifetime.

"……okay."

The blond boy who thought he had been yelled at again curled his lips perfunctorily. Others might be able to see through the care and true feelings that Baohao hides under his arrogance, but Qi Muyin is notorious for his strange brain circuits, and he is very KY slow.

Baohao: One operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the record is zero and five.

"...my pork chop rice is ready."

The system prompt with the red light on saved Qi Muyin, he took off his coat, threw it on the seat, and quickly got up from the cushion, stepping down the stairs.Gilgamesh followed him and disappeared around the corner.

Like a deflated balloon, Bakugo landed heavily on the cushion.He has never tasted this feeling in other people. Frustration and loss are intertwined, and finally turned into helplessness.

Whoever rushes forward at this time is asking for trouble.

But Hong Jiaodong, who was standing on the sidelines, insisted on playing this role, his red hair was gorgeous under the light, and his blue eyes looked extraordinarily deep under the light, "You are called Baohao... right?"

"Huh? Don't talk to me, you bastard with a paralyzed face."

"You are quite similar to Hongxiang in this place, and he often praises me like that."

Baohao who just picked up the teacup to drink some water to calm down almost threw the cup out, "Fuck, I'm not praising you, don't show disgusting expression!"

"About that child's identity, I didn't realize it at first..." Hong Jiaodong calmly put down his chopsticks, clasped his hands together and whispered "Thank you for the hospitality". However, until just now I was finally sure."

The "that child" in his mouth is naturally referring to Qi Muyin, and everyone at the scene knows it without any special explanation.The Flower Magician poked his head down and poked the remaining noodles with his chopsticks, as if he had suddenly developed an interest in Asian food.

"Just say what you have to say, don't leave half of it, I'm not interested in playing guessing games with you."

Hearing Qi Muyin's related topics, Baohao's eyelids twitched, and his face remained calm.

But his little thought was really not enough in Hong Jiaodong's eyes. The ten-year age difference made it easy for him to see through the calmness of the young man - he obviously cared a lot.

Hong Jiaodong even has a big brain hole. If he pretends to be stupid and answers Baohao here and says "oh, forget it, I won't talk about it", maybe he can enjoy the appearance of the other party's mask being broken and exploding on the spot-oh, in fact, he It's usually like this tossing around.

At the critical moment, his scorched conscience returned to the furnace, he closed his blue eyes, and suppressed the hesitation in his eyes, "It's faster to prove it with facts than to explain."

When he opened his eyes again, the hesitation, hesitation and entanglement faded from the pair of eyes that were deliberately set to be the same color as his father. With short red hair and gorgeous short hair, he was somewhat similar to the hero of flames Andeva in a trance-cold And powerful.

"...It's all on my own initiative to leave this to you, but I may be chased and beaten by Hongxiang later."

Hong Jiaodong twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a helpless wry smile, tapped the void with his fingertips, lightly pulled out a piece of paper from the storage compartment, and handed it to the boy opposite.

"You [beep——] make it clear—"

Pigeon Blood, who was about to get angry, stagnated in place, gradually becoming shocked and panicked.

Regarding Qi Muyin's past, Bakugo Katsuki thought about many possibilities.

The best situation is of course the poor victims who have been tricked by the enemy alliance, and the second is the innocent people who have been brainwashed. Even the brain-dead fans of AFO will recognize him. At worst, he will use a three-view correction punch...

It's just that he never thought that this would be the case.

"Why...is this handwriting?"

Bao Hao heard his own voice hoarse and shrill, like a dry pool that had been dry for a long time, and a heart-rending pain emerged from his throat.

He stared fixedly at the paper that Hong Jiaodong handed over.

It was signed by Qi Muyin with his back turned to him at the gate of the prison tower a few minutes ago.

He even remembered laughing at the other party's stroke-by-stroke writing like a primary school student, and imagined that the blond boy leaning forward was too social.

This handwriting is too familiar, it is the handwriting that he has seen since he was a child, has been dangling in front of his eyes since kindergarten, is an eyesore, and once blew up the cover of a notebook - the words of Izuhisa Midoriya.

why?

Under what circumstances would two different people have the same handwriting?

—unless they are the same person at all.

Isn't this messy and garbage parallel world the best proof?

damn it.

Hongxiang Katsuki could be another possibility of Bakugo Katsuki, so why can't Qi Muyin be another Lvgu Deku?

Why did you realize it?Obviously, I have felt a sense of familiarity several times...

It seemed as if a piece of fireworks exploded suddenly in front of his eyes, his consciousness was buzzing, and the blood vessels on his forehead were throbbing, hovering on the verge of bursting.

His eyes were like blood, his fingertips were still trembling, but he forcibly picked up his clarity from the chaos, "What is your purpose for showing me this kind of thing?"

"Well, maybe I have a disturbed conscience?" Hong Jiaodong tilted his head, just in time to expose his side face to the light, and the dim light cast a trace of indifference on him, "I know there is some kind of relationship between you and Hong Xiang. Contact, although I haven't asked in detail, but it must have something to do with that child..."

Bao Hao had a delicate mind, and guessed the truth in an instant, "So you deliberately said that you want to form a team with us? Is it a plan to bring the activity book to the prison tower? Maintenance and updates are also a plan? Huh, it's all a routine. You can That's right, Boom Jiaodong."

"...Although the relationship between me and Hongxiang can't be said to be very good, but let's say it's an alumnus I've known for more than ten years. It's rare for him to put down his face and ask me once. Although I know... well... for this point, I apologize."

How high-sounding, righteous, and knowingly committing crimes, is this the behavior of a professional hero?

"Put away your shitty excuses! Don't be gracious, I'm telling you—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the blood color faded from the face of the blond-haired, red-eyed boy, and the possibility of reacting belatedly made him fall into an ice cave from head to toe, "Could it be that you brought us here on purpose put him—him—”

[System warning: The player is so powerful that he wins, your emotional value is abnormal, please pay attention to control! 】

Bakugo was trembling with anger, even the words were trembling on his lips, he didn't even realize that his wording changed to "we" instead of "I and Qi Muyin".

"No, it's not me who wants to do something to him, it's Hong Xiang——Ground Zero, that obsessive man."

[System warning: The player is so powerful that he wins himself, your emotional value has exceeded the average value, and you will be forcibly calmed down, please pay attention to control! 】

"Heartbreaking should have succeeded by now, because my mission is just to hold you back."

"Sorry, it's not fair to you, but I—"

[System warning: The player has overtaken himself, you have surpassed——]

Before he could finish his sentence, Bakugou mercilessly punched the face who was at the top of the list of "I want to be a lover with him most", using [-]% of his strength.

And No.2 in active service didn't mean to avoid it, perhaps out of guilt, he received a punch with his face, fell straight back, and hit the wall.

Merlin just looked at his Master silently, followed the other party's wishes, kept the standby state, and signaled the waiter NPC not to participate with his eyes.

[System Warning: It is illegal to engage in physical conflict with other players. 】

"Hey, hey, don't underestimate me! Anyway, beat you up first... Phew... Then beat the uncle with my face to death... Finally, take that little bastard back, right?"

"And this rubbish system, it's been chattering so loudly since just now! I'm going to blow this shitty game up!"

The blond-haired, red-eyed boy grinned and gasped, his pigeon-blooded eyes were astonishingly bright, and he was in a state of extreme rage. His whole body was awe-inspiring, as if soaked in blood, or descended from fire, with a ferocious expression like a ghost.

……

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10 minutes ago -

"Sorry, where is the food pick-up port?" Qi Muyin reached out to stop a waiter NPC. After getting the answer, he immediately turned around and told the answer to his servant who ordered the same pork chop rice, "Gilgamesh, it seems that That place takes... eh?"

The blond youth who should have been standing behind him was nowhere to be seen, as if he had never existed.He called again, but still got no answer.

Although Gilgamesh has been following him, because the person who threw the Saint Quartz into the card pool at that time was Bakugo, the system automatically defaulted him as the follower of "Bakugo wins himself", so Qi Muyin couldn't check the opponent's state.

A strange yet familiar voice suddenly came from behind——

"Hey, you dropped your stuff."

"Eh?"

Qi Muyin turned her head subconsciously, and her eyes directly fell into the dark red eyes of the other party.

"I'm so scared, I was thrown into a strange place all of a sudden..."

The black-haired boy, who was much shorter than him, approached him without authorization, the two brushed hairs on the top of his head swayed slightly, his right eye was covered by his too long bangs, and only his crimson left eye was exposed, "My name is Chigu Haiyun, can you help me?" me?"

He was obviously asking for help, but his expression was like someone who has been ill for a long time and is obsessed with seeing the antidote. The obsession in his eyes made Qi Muyin shiver uncontrollably, and subconsciously backed away, but was forcefully grabbed by his arm.

"This...was something you dropped, right? Now it's back to its original owner."

The black-haired boy who suddenly appeared smiled and raised his head. In terms of height, he was much shorter than Qi Muyin. His pale face was decorated with ruby-like eyes, and the freckles under his eyes were neat. People feel gloomy for no reason.

Qi Muyin lowered his head reflexively to look at the item handed over, a notebook with a yellowed cover and burnt marks——

"Hero Analysis Handwriting No.13"

Eh? !This is his handwriting?

But, but he has no memory of writing these words at all?

The author has something to say:

A Yin = Chigu Haiyun, also known as Green Valley in the old setting, but in my setting, the two have completely different personalities, and Haiyun's personality is more gloomy.

In fact, there were many hints before. For example, someone guessed that "Ayin's attractive physique" was inherited from Lugu's mother, and Kajiang felt "familiar", "disgusted" and "unexplained" when he saw Ayin at the beginning of this article. ", and Ayin in the middle is "kind" and "envious" of Lvgu.Including Ayin’s favorite food setting is pork chop rice like Green Valley, and the clothing setting is similar to Zhesi Middle School’s black school uniform with a stand-up collar...

As for why Ayin left from the world of heartbreak, to the world of Kajiang, met a teacher, lost his memory, and the purpose will slowly unfold in the future!

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: 1 colorful duck;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!