[Comprehensive] I can't keep my hero license

Nakahara also knows the character of his girlfriend who has been dating for seven years almost like the back of his hand.

This kind of understanding has reached the point where the fluffy golden head is shrunk, and Zhong Yuanzhong probably knows what kind of ghosts this guy has in mind.

...Although even after seven years, he still can't keep up with some magical brain circuits of Aoi Hanazaki.

Therefore, such pictures often happen to Chuya Nakahara——

Aoi Hanazaki: So it’s that one. If you said it was that one earlier, I wouldn’t have said that to you.

Osamu Dazai: I thought Aoi-chan knew that, so when Aoi-chan said that to me, I thought Aoi-chan's brain was broken.

Whenever the red-haired boy standing between Osamu Dazai and Aoi Hanazaki saw such a scene, his brows would show a slight irritability, "Damn it! What are you idiots talking about!!"

Nakahara Chu also didn't know where the tacit understanding between that guy Hanazaki Aoi and Dazai Osamu's mackerel came from.

—Maybe it’s because both of them are idiots.

But this does not prevent Zhong Yuanzhong from knowing that his girlfriend can perfectly interpret the point of "doing nothing, not rape or steal".

【"I killed someone."】

On the other end of the phone, Hanazaki Aoi's voice was flat.

The dark night became thicker and thicker, the clouds covered the moon hanging high, and the fine stars were blown away by the night wind.

Nakahara Chuya's blue eyes widened slightly and then narrowed again, and he tightened his hand holding the phone.

Murder is no stranger to Chuya Nakahara, who is a port mafia, and it seems to be a matter of course for the mafia to kill people.

But heroes are different.

No matter morally or legally, heroes are not allowed to kill.

Nakahara didn't care why Hanazaki Aoi killed people.

After all, that guy is just a little stupid, and there is still a distance from a lunatic.

The brown-haired man's first thought was that the idiot would probably be too scared to know what to do, so he had to intervene in this matter.

It turned out that Aoi Hanazaki was talking about what she did in the past in Osamu Dazai's files.

Then the Central Plains is not worried.

He never doubted the authenticity of that document from the very beginning.It's one thing for him to hate Dazai, but it's another thing to believe or not trust his former partner Osamu Dazai.

But Hanazaki Aoi's way of speaking on the other end of the phone was still a bit strange.

The guy seemed to want to say something to him.

Zhongyuan Zhong, who felt so, naturally asked.

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and when Nakahara Chuya lowered his hand in doubt to see if the connection was disconnected, Hanazaki Aoi's voice finally came faintly.

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense." I replied in a consistent tone, and I thought my acting talent was the most seamless.

Zhong Yuan was silent for a while, but he didn't ask me.

Incidentally, he told me a few words not to be late for tomorrow's task.

I replied very puzzled: "How do you know my itinerary better than me?"

The vacation that Ango Sakaguchi granted me will end tomorrow.

I finally don't have to be chased by the dogs in the morning, and chased and beaten by the frozen little angel in the afternoon.

Although the basic training at night is still inevitable.

Katsuki, my bamboo horse, who is far away in Tokyo, laughed mercilessly on the phone for a minute after hearing that the little angel Toroko was my target for actual combat practice, and then I heard him squeeze The sound of fists seemed to be very interested in rubbing me and the little angel on the ground together.

Although I don't know where Bakugo Katsuki's hostility towards Hong Jiaodong came from, it may be that Hong Jiaodong put water on him during the sports festival battle, or it may be that the little angel didn't care when he went to that island With great effort, he broke the record of Katsuki Bakugo.

But it doesn't rule out that he just wants to beat everyone up.

"...Because I went with you?" Judging from Nakahara Chuya's tone, I seemed to see him helplessly holding his forehead as if accepting his fate.

I remembered the mission statement I had thrown on the table foot in the room a few days ago, and after a brief silence, I retorted unreasonably, "I'm just testing you."

Then I quickly pulled out the heavy stack of mission instructions that was padded on the corner of the table.

"Neimori Town? Is that Yamaguchi saying that the demons are in Nishori Town?" I was taken aback, bad memories flashed in my mind.

Ichiro Yamaguchi likes women, but he can be regarded as a hard-talking person to [Brangel Jesso]. He didn't confess that the target of the mission was me-although I don't think it will be long.

However, Ichiro Yamaguchi took the attitude of "it's none of my business" to Fyodor who had come to him to discuss cooperation, and quickly left completely.

I frowned and tentatively asked Nakahara Chuya, "Do you think his words are credible?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted, "He has no need to lie."

"But it is not certain that Fyodor is in the place he said."

I blinked my eyes, and suddenly realized, "Have you port mafia been deceived by that Fyodor?"

Even across the phone, I seemed to feel the murderous aura released from Chuya Nakahara.

In order not to get burned, and following the principle of "curiosity killed the cat", I quickly changed the subject, "If Fyodor is really in Narimori Town, if he dares to make trouble, he will probably show his heart without us taking action." My heart is soaring."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "?"

With a tragic face, I recalled what happened when I went to visit Liudao Mukuro.

Me: "You don't know. There is a full-level murderer in Bingsheng Town. He is like a moving humanoid weapon. He will beat anyone who catches him. Although he will kindly call the emergency for you afterwards, he is merciless when he calls. The persistence in chasing people is top-notch. If it weren’t for a rookie who stepped on his left foot and fell down on his right foot to attract his attention, I might have to crawl back.”

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a while, and then asked suspiciously, "What did you do again?" @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Me: "What's the matter with your focus, shouldn't the focus be to comfort my wounded heart? ... I heard you snort, bah."

Speaking of what I did.

I met that demon Fyodor on the road a few days ago and was not fooled by his beauty.

When I was 14 years old, I was still a young and ignorant child. After three years of hard work, I just got the quota for the recommendation of Xiongying.

Then I was taught to be human.

Good-looking people are either angels or demons.

The unknown and fierce beast belongs to the latter completely.

He has a good-looking face, the tails of his eyes are slightly raised, and the black hair on his forehead makes the boy's skin fairer.

I obviously just wanted to ask him for a phone number.

But his brain circuit seems to be different from mine.

And the fierce beast glanced at me, then curled the corners of its lips, eyes seemed to be shining with excitement.

I thought he was impressed by my beauty.

As a result, he chopped off a few strands of my hair in one second, 【"Wow, are you provoking me?"】

At that time, I raised my hand expressionlessly and pushed away the crutch he was holding on to my neck, and said earnestly, 【"Why are you so unreasonable?"】

Then I was hunted down by him for three streets.

I have had a few times, secretly using his personality to slowly have his speed, and relying on my many years of bitter experience, the experience of being exploded and winning his attack, flashed behind his back, and played his back. He hated iron and said, 【"No, it's not good to beat up girls in the street, even if you're good-looking."】

And the fierce beast was influenced by me.

He smashed the wall behind me with his crutches.

If I hadn't dodged so fast, it might have been my ribs that were broken.

I looked at the wall with gravel falling continuously, and after a moment of silence, I ran away.

I am still very confident in my escape technique.

But when I turned my head and saw that the three streets seemed to be running in vain, I was not tired at all, but became more and more excited and filled with fierce beasts, I wanted to hit the wall and commit suicide.

I even caught a patrolman on the way to escape, trying to hold on to the hope of "finding the police uncle if there is danger".

@无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

But when the patrolman turned his head and saw the fierce beast, he was silent for three seconds and ran faster than me.

At that time, for the Nth time in my life, I began to wonder why I wanted to be a hero.

I started to run behind the uncle of the patrolman. The tone of the patrolman was very desperate. He shouted as he ran,

【"Don't run after me—!!"】

Me: ["If you take care of the person behind me, don't I have to run after you?!"]

The patrolman's tone was very humble, and even his expression became tragic, 【"You better give up, in Bingsheng, that one is order."】

I turned my head in fear, and I happened to see the scene of the black-clothed boy whipping a person away with a kidnapper.

I desperately shouted to the young man behind me: ["Are you tired? If you are tired, do you want to take a break? I won't look down on you! Forget it, I beg you! I beg you to take a break ahhh ah--!"】

The arc of the boy's lips deepened a little, and I felt that I was not a moving human being in his eyes, but a prey waiting to be slaughtered.

And the voice of the fierce beast was cold, 【"Herbivore, bite and kill."】

I may not be able to get rid of the problem of my mouth. At that time, I corrected him subconsciously, ["Humans are omnivores, young man, did you not take science classes well?... I was wrong, I was really wrong , don’t chase me anymore, woo woo woo—”]

I rolled forward to avoid the kidnapper who was swept by the boy, stood up and continued to run forward.

At this moment, I had just passed the corner when I heard a loud explosion coming from the corner.

A brown-haired boy in a white shirt stood up gradually in the smoke of the explosion. He coughed a few times, and then shouted, ["Don't always do such dangerous things, Reborn—! Really! Die!!"]

The brown-haired boy didn't shout for long.

As soon as he took a step forward, he stepped on his left foot on his right foot, and fell sadly and tragically in front of the beast.

I stopped and watched from a distance.

【"Destroy and prosper, bite and kill."】@无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

【"Hey, hey, hey! No, it's not what you think... Ah——!"】

I bowed gratefully to the boy who distracted the beast, and then ran away with oil on my feet.

I recalled this sadly, and told Zhong Yuan on the other end of the phone, "Anyway, if you see a particularly handsome black-haired boy, don't ask him for his phone number. You'd better take it with you." Take a bag of meat and walk while eating."

I nodded seriously, "Otherwise I will die a miserable death."

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Central Plains Chuya:? ?Why should I ask Hibari Kyoya for a phone number? ?

*Looked at the comment area, there is some abuse, but it is behind √ I am packing my luggage today, and I will go back to school tomorrow, I will try a little more when I go back to school

*I want to expose my friend Polk Light!

The following is my conversation with her

17:56

Me: I slept till now

She: You actually slept for three hours.Do you code later?

Me: Code!I'll change my name if I don't want to... Forget it

Her: Pfft, my hands are ready to take screenshots (tsk

me: i started, 0/3000

She: 3838

I:? ? ? ? ?Hateful bokeh lights, chrysanthemums, wounds all over the place

Her: Polk just wrote 3800 all afternoon, the hateful Pikaliang (pointing)

Me: you scold me, woo woo woo

She: Not only do I want to scold you, but I also want to slap you, hum (pick up a small leather whip, slap) and laugh wildly with your hands on your hips

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