[Comprehensive] I can't keep my hero license

The place where the man stood on the deck was cracked like a spider web, and the man's ocher hair under the black top hat was slightly blown by the wind.The corners of his lips were tightened, and there was a hint of anger in his voice.

Rashomon's imitation writhed wildly under his feet, trying to break free.But the man didn't seem to feel it at all, standing steadily without even moving his footsteps.

Following his stop just now, the Rashomon rushing towards me actually stopped.

Although the man in front of me has his back to me, I can tell the identity of this guy at a glance——

Chuya Nakahara, one of the reasons why I am standing here now.

In my dream, I cursed him countless times for eating and drinking with inferior products, and for eating instant noodles without seasoning packets.

I looked up at the [Level.?] above his head. ? ? ] mark, I thought it was a level of ability that he couldn’t show because he was a characterless person—he gave me a glorious slap at this time.

So, although his way of appearing just now was a bit handsome, but as the person who was broken up, my heart is not disturbed now, and I am even thinking about whether he will find out if I sneak up and punch him on the head now.

The furrows between the brows of the white-haired boy in the distance deepened, and the murderous intent in his eyes was slightly diluted by doubt, "This is my mission."

Ignoring the confrontation between Nakahara Chuya and Akutagawa Ryunosuke, I looked around, picked up the deck fragments that were destroyed by Rashomon just now, and tiptoed towards the brown-haired man standing in front of me.

As a result, Nakahara Chuya suddenly turned his head to look at me, and his familiar blue eyes reflected the appearance of me holding up the deck fragments with both hands.

... I silently lowered my hands, hid the deck fragments in my hands behind my back, whistled and looked away.

A hero does not suffer from immediate losses, there will be another opportunity when there is no chance.

"What did you say to offend him?" Nakaya glanced at the deck fragments I hid behind him, then raised his eyes to meet mine, with a little doubt in his eyes.

Look, look, is this what people say?

Shouldn't it be unconditionally on my girlfriend's side-oh, I forgot again, this scumbag broke up with me a month ago.

I snorted, raised my face and turned my head away from him, "I just scolded Osamu Dazai for that pigeon, and then he said that the inexplicable armed detective agency started to spread murderous intent."

I paused, "You men are really difficult to understand."

After listening to what I said, Nakahara Chuya's face showed a clearness that I couldn't understand, he turned his head and said to Akutagawa Ryunosuke who stopped temporarily not far away, "She has nothing to do with the guys from the Armed Detective Agency. "

I felt that the murderous intent of the young man on the opposite side was a little less.

"So, even if you kill her, you can't prove your strength to Dazai's mackerel." Nakahara continued to add.

After three seconds of silence, I heard the boy on the opposite side click his tongue.

...Are you feeling sorry? ! !You are definitely feeling sorry, right? !

What a gentleman!Didn't you hear that the Italian Mafia next door is very gentlemanly even if the mission target is a woman? !

Taking advantage of the young man opposite me not paying attention, I quietly glared at him a few times.

Wait, what does Dazai have to do with this humanoid killer in front of him?Since Chuya said [Prove your strength to that mackerel Dazai]...what the hell.

I came to an astonishing conclusion in my mind——

This boy is Dazai's fan.

Are male fans this crazy now? ...Ah, no, the point is wrong, let’s do it again—does even Dazai have fans now?

Ah, speaking of which, he has a pretty face.

Aside from being a bit stupid and poor... Sorry, I still only think that all he can see is his face.

But that guy Dazai is from the Armed Detective Agency, so he actually has fans in the port mafia.

Oh I see, I was still thinking about how Dazai, a powerless guy, can join the Armed Detective Agency and take up the heavy responsibility of protecting the people of Yokohama - it turns out it's because he has fans in the port mafia and carries out missions Time can save a lot of trouble and go through the back door.

Well, the president of the Armed Detective Agency must be a talented person with meticulous thinking, and he even thought of such an easy way to get it.

Just when I was moved by my rigorous reasoning process, I found that Nakahara raised his foot that stepped on Rashomon, and the young man who recovered his ability looked down at the writing that Nakahara didn't know when to throw it over. After reading the "Mission Investigation" scroll-like materials, he put his hands back into the pockets of his windbreaker, and seemed to lose interest in my existence.

...Do you want to respect me as an enemy?

In other words, why are Baohao and Lugu still not here? Why do they believe in my nonsense of "not in a hurry" when they didn't even believe in me when I went to the driving range to practice in high school.

"Why are you here?" A familiar voice entered my ears, I raised my eyes reluctantly, and saw that Zhong Yuanzhong had turned around and looked at me at some point.

Hey, how dare you ask——

Like the unfathomable heroes in martial arts dramas, I raised my chin and sneered, "Oh, I haven't asked yet, why are you here?"

"..." He choked for a moment, his lips moved, but he didn't speak.

ha!Guilty performance!

I continued my efforts, squinting my eyes and asked him, "The port mafia?"

He lowered his head and frowned at me, and was silent for a few seconds. Just when I thought he was about to admit his mistake, the damned man said in a coaxing tone, "If you can't stand firmly, don't step on your feet."

This time it almost became me.

Nakahara Chuya actually dared to despise my perfect height of 158—he is only 1.6 meters, and he is not the 1.6-meter guy who is so handsome and can single-handedly fight against the odd-looking guy , Where's the confidence to hum.

Well, I'm not done with him.

I tightened my hand holding the broken deck behind my back. This guy seemed to be saying something like "I'm not because of..." Anyway, the wind was too strong and I couldn't hear it clearly—well, I was thinking about something When the time came to his head, he didn't pay attention to listen.

But I guess he, the No. [-] steel straight man who can't spit out ivory, can't say anything nice.

"Are you listening, aoi?" The wrinkles between his brows deepened, and there was a little helplessness in his eyes.

"Yes." I replied, for some reason he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his frown eased.

--It's now!

I clenched the fragments in my hand, intending to paste them directly on his head to let him experience my anger for the past month.

However, the voice of Midoriya who came at this time suddenly came from a distance, "Hanasaki! Stop!"

... Tsk.

I threw away the fragments in my hand, and reluctantly turned my head to look at Izuku Midoriya, who was flying towards me with a green electric current all over his body, and when I turned back, I found that Nakahara in front of me also took a few steps back.

The belated Lvgu and Katsuki Bakugo with a face of [I'm upset that I didn't beat up enough people] settled on the deck.

Forget it, even if I can't beat Nakahara Nakaya with my own hands, watching others beat him will make me feel angry.

Thinking of this, I raised my hand, took a few steps back, and slipped to the safe range where I would not be affected even if I was killed, I gave a thumbs up and said to Lu Gu, "Come on, I am optimistic about you, Mr. Lu Gu , and Katsuki."

"Hey, why do I still have it?"

"Respect your opponent, isn't it time to pay attention to this?"

I said to Katsuki Bakugo with a deadpan face.

However, things once again exceeded my expectations. Izuku Midoriya walked up to Zhongya Zhongya calmly and said, "The port mafia should have discovered it too, Mr. Zhongyuan."

No... what did you find?

Nakahara Chuya's eyes darkened, "Yes, there is a third party who wants to provoke a war between the port mafia and the heroes."

Now that I've said that, I understand——

So it's out of the question to see Zhongyuan Zhong also being beaten, right?

Now I am in a desperate mood and want to imitate Youneedn'tjump, Icanjump, the hero and heroine of "Titanic" I watched last night.

I was so sad that I didn't care to listen to what was said between Lu Gu and Nakahara Chuya, and I started to let go of myself.

"Hey, Aoi, let's go." Bakugo Katsuki's voice woke me up from the sad world, and when I came back to my senses, I found that the two of them had jumped off the boat at some point, standing on the shore waiting I.

……I can not be reconciled.

Taking advantage of the moment when the two of them turned around, I clenched my fists, and someone like Chuya Nakahara in front of me greeted them.

I felt as if I heard the sound of bones dislocating.

It's not Chuya Nakahara, it's me.

...This guy didn't take back his ability.

I withdrew my hand with a distorted expression, and looked up at the brown-haired man with a slightly dazed look.

His lips moved, looking a little overwhelmed, and then he asked with a bit of concern and apology in his tone, "Um...does your hand hurt?"

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