A Yin, within 3 meters is mandatory [comprehensive]

The figure falling from mid-air was too fast, but fortunately there were branches to buffer it, and there were bushes below, which prevented it from falling directly to the ground.

But the real impact sound is still frightening.

The boy with water-colored hair tugged at the corner of the person next to him, and asked tremblingly, "Teacher, the 'that' that fell just now is... a human being?"

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

The black-haired boy lying not far away coughed heart-piercingly. The blood flowing from the corner of his lips was like a gorgeous blooming flower, blooming on his pale skin. It was obviously a childish face, but with a strong paranoia.

Sigang Mudiao opened his eyes wide, and the painful look of the other party made him unable to help but think of his own experience, and turned his head away impatiently, wanting to ask the omnipotent teacher AFO for help, so that he could help this strange boy.

Before he could speak, a man wearing a full-face mask stepped forward, "You are..."

"It's... ah, aha... god... woo... my lord...?"

Sensing that scrutinizing gaze, Chigu Haiyun tried to raise his head, his black hair was soaked in blood, his blood loss made him paler, and his dark red eyes became more gorgeous, like a blood race in a fairy tale.

With a quick glance, the AFO identified the injury from his body: it was very serious, with broken ribs, and it was estimated that an internal organ had been punctured.Fortunately, the trachea was not injured, so I can persist until now.But the amount of blood loss... If I leave it alone, I will die soon.

"I, huh... ah... want to..."

"personality……"

"Please, ah, aha... please..."

Chigu Haiyun has already fallen into the state of returning to the light, the tip of his hair is slightly curled, and it falls to the corner of his eyes with his movements. The most attractive thing is his eyes—thick as blood, and an almost morbid belief spreads in his eyes, like a flame quietly combustion.

The obsession with personality, the obsession with wanting to be a hero.

Katsuki Katsuki has long seen through his childhood traits: a hero fanatic, a "personality" paranoid.

Although Hong Xiang's words were excessive, it is undeniable that what he said was quite reasonable.

People only reveal their true nature in times of crisis, and even when he was dying, Chigu Haiyun still did not give up the dream he had been talking about all year round.

Ridiculous?Is it arrogant to have dreams that do not match your strength?Is it true that only the strong deserve to have dreams?

No, it's not like that.

Everyone has the equal right to pursue happiness.

That's what All Might would have answered if he had been here.

"In short, let's stop the pain and bleeding for you first?"

Seeing the black-haired boy who was about to fall into a semi-comatose state but still staring at him firmly, AFO bent down with great interest, gently stroked the boy's cheek with the back of his hand, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

As far as AFO is concerned, it just saved a kid who looked very interesting.

"If it can be repaired, use it as a tool for hanging."

"Did you just say that you want to have a personality? Haha, then you are really lucky..."

The face hidden behind the mask must be happy at this moment, because of this "coincidence" encounter-what better development than "a boy who wants to have individuality" meets "AFO who can give individuality to others" Woolen cloth?

"Your wish, let me fulfill it for you."

"Oh? The 'powerful' in your subconscious, so it is like this? Blonde hair...um...then the first step, let's start with a makeover."

……

Repair, remodel, brainwash...

A few years later, A Yin was born.

……

This is where the memories of Akatani Haiyun come to an end.

Qi Muyin slowly opened his eyes, his clear green eyes were looking straight ahead without focus.The sudden memory was roughly stuffed into his head, and the feeling of dizziness made him feel like vomiting.

"Recovering memory" is not copy-pasting. The act of manipulating the human brain without authorization is itself setting foot in the "divine domain".

He blinked again, his vision gradually recovered, and he immediately met a pair of red eyes that were bleeding, and a "familiar" face staring at him "viciously".

"Win, win yourself?!"

Qi Muyin, who hadn't woken up from his memory, blurted out, and shrank back subconsciously.

"Huh? I don't remember you calling me that disgusting way."

As if to block back that familiar yet unfamiliar address, Bakugou subconsciously stretched out his hand to pinch his face, but hesitated before touching it—and put his fingertips on the back of the blond boy's head instead, what would happen? Qi Muyin, who wanted to escape, held it down.

"What are you afraid of, I won't eat you! And I'm not angry with you!"

"...But, but Bakugou, you look so angry." And it looks like you want to hit someone.

Of course, he didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.

Qi Muyin curled his lips aggrievedly, his brain was in chaos just after waking up, and the rough memory implantation method made him unable to connect himself with the identity of "Chigu Haiyun" for a while, and felt a sense of astonishment as he watched other people's past.

He thought Bakugou didn't know about this past, so he skipped the explanation secretly, "Aren't we in an izakaya? Why did Bakugo appear here?"

"You still know izakaya? The bastard who disappeared without authorization! I have been looking for it for so long..." The blond-haired, red-eyed boy was cursing, but his expression carried a trace of fear and worry.

"...Yes, sorry?"

Although I don't know why I have to apologize, but Bakugou looks very angry, so let's stabilize him first.

"Hey, ahem... that... let me tell you..."

Baohao first cleared his throat, his usually proud face was rarely tangled, his fingers pressed on the back of Qi Muyin's head lightly twitched, his fingertips trembled unconsciously, but he couldn't say anything for a long time.

Damn—say!Say it quickly!You can do it!No, isn't it just to say a few words?

He was almost suffocated by himself, his face was flushed red, the corners of his lips were trembling, and after trying a few times, he could only hear his own panting sound, which was more provocative than sending warmth.

On the other side, Qi Muyin, who was forced to hold the back of his head and couldn't move, almost felt his hair stand on end.

Wait, what's going on here?Look at this expression... Could it be that Bakugo wants to beat him up?

From Qi Muyin's point of view, he could only see Baohao, who was leaning in front of him, with his head down, and his golden hair, which was as bright as the sun, was hanging down peacefully. If you look carefully, you can find tiny drops of water at the end—is it sweat?Could it be that Baohao came here to look for him?

"For example—if it's difficult, don't force yourself to say it..."

The blond boy waved his hands helplessly, the distance between the two of them was too close, he had the illusion that he was the prey being targeted, and at this moment he was forced into a corner, so he had to speak out lines against his will to resolve his uneasiness.

"I've figured it out."

Bakugo raised his head suddenly, and the steam-stained hair brushed against the blond boy's cheeks. The cool touch made Qi Muyin shrink back reflexively, but it was understood that he wanted to escape, so he was held down even harder.

"Think, think clearly?"

Didn't Bao Hao want him to settle the score after thinking it over clearly?Is it too late to explain now?Could it be that he already guessed his identity?

Qi Muyin's expression remained unchanged, but in fact, he had already made up his mind about the development that he would be beaten up next.His brain circuit has always been strange, like a rugged mountain road turning to an unknown path.

"Listen to me, you bastard! I tell you!"

Eyes as magnificent as pigeon blood stared at him intently, with a ferocious and horrifying expression, and bulging veins on his forehead, like a wolf that was about to pounce on him in the next second. The strong sense of oppression made people feel suffocated.

"Oh oh oh... good, good!" So he held his breath like a good student obediently listening to the class, and couldn't help but get serious.

"Hmph, you natural KY bastard! You always don't listen well to people! You make your own way and hide a lot of things!"

"And this face, so stupid! So stupid! How can there be such a dull bastard like you in the world!"

"...But I like it."

"So you're the best, understand?"

"Bastard, squeak! Are you fucking deaf! If you don't answer... I, I will... kiss you!"

Bakugo yelled in one breath, like any young boy in love, his face was flushed with anxiety and he was at a loss. Only his eyes were red, but now his cheeks, neck, ears, and even the collarbone hidden under his collar All pink.

"Ah, eh——wait...wait a minute?"

"Suddenly—suddenly, I can't react..."

"Hmm... haven't I woke up yet? I heard that Bakugo say something strange..."

"Is it an illusion? Is the earth going to explode? Is it still an illusion?"

"And dear...you, what are you talking about! W-I can't understand at all..."

"Bakugo would say such a thing, and the target is me or something... Well, it's too scary, it must be an illusion."

The blond boy was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head to refute himself, and gave an explanation to himself.Although he said negative words on his mouth, he looked away guiltily - no matter how he looked at it, he was escaping from reality.

"You, you fucking... I understand, you are a bastard who doesn't listen to others! You have to prove it to you with actions before you understand?"

"Bastard! Damn it! Go to hell!!!"

Bakugo took a deep breath, he had already made up his mind to convey this intention directly.

Pigeon's bloody eyes stared at Qi Muyin, with a quiet flame burning in the bottom of his eyes, his actions were more direct than his thoughts, and he took the first step to grab the blond boy's wrist.

"Do you think I will lose? I tell you! I will not lose!"

"I want the well-deserved No.1. The person I like will never let go! Don't underestimate me..."

"Qi Muyin, show me a good look!"

Because he was too excited, and seemed to prevent the prey from escaping, Bakugou unconsciously used all his strength, leaving a red mark on the boy's white wrist.

"It hurts, it hurts... you let go first... why don't you cool down and calm down?"

The pain that has recovered since coming to this world is too obstructive, so Qi Muyin can clearly feel that his cheeks are burning, and his heart is beating "thump", "thump", like a spark that rises suddenly, and finally "snap" Blooming like fireworks.

"Huh? In this case, why do you tell me to be calm?"

Bakugo took the opportunity to pinch the blond boy's chin, leaned forward and kissed him lightly.

The blond boy's head was in a mess, he pushed Bakugo away subconsciously, and was immediately grabbed by the wrist, unable to break free, he could only lower his head to avoid the other party's sight, looking aggrieved as if he had been greatly bullied.

Baohao has always been soft and not hard, seeing this situation, he suddenly lost his mind, and could only let go of his hand resentfully.

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