[Comprehensive] The way of a giant baby's group pet

The main house looked like a wood giant taking a puff of tobacco, and spit out white smoke from the window on the second floor, like tobacco burning, and several clusters of bright flames flickered in the window.

"Yeah!" The girl's voice sounded in the attic.

"Yuanzi!" The proprietress saw this scene when she came back from serving tea for the guests. She threw away the plate and wanted to run into the main house, but the staff stopped her, "It's too dangerous!" "Let's save it!" The two The tall male employee ran away.

In the wooden attic, the fire started to spread quickly, and after a while, thick smoke was already coming out of the window, and the tongue of fire was licking the window happily.

The guests were also alarmed, and the number of onlookers gradually increased. The dead handle wood and the black mist also came out at this time, and the chattering discussions reached their ears, so they probably understood what was going on.

"What happened to the people who went in to rescue them?" Someone asked loudly.

At this time, the employee walked out of the door in disgrace, shook his head and said, "The smoke is too thick."

The landlady's eyes became more and more sad, "That child, that child..."

The female employee supporting the proprietress's limp body asked loudly: "Are there any customers with water personality?" "Where are the personalities suitable for rescue?" He avoided answering, "It's too dangerous..." as an excuse.

That's the way it looks, I understand.

Once something happens around you, no one will lend a helping hand, it has nothing to do with whether you are a personality holder or not.

Watching indifferently and sprinkling a few drops of discussion, this is always the case.

Siganmu suddenly felt angry, and Black Mist took a step forward, "Do you want to act?" Sigoumu asked him, this was their call to act together in their previous life.

"No, you can just wait here for me this time." "Wait..." The black mist really didn't catch him.

After calculating the coordinates, Black Mist opened the portal in the center of the room.

After materializing, the room was hit by a billowing heat wave, and the oxygen concentration was also very low, but the fire was on the side near the window, and it hadn't spread to the center of the room.

In front of him, next to the table where the manuscripts were scattered, there was a figure in a quilt.

"Is it Yuanzi?" Heiwu patted the quilt, "Leave with me."

To Heiwu's surprise, Yuanzi's quilt was wet. This is the distance from the second floor. If there is a wet quilt, she can jump down with her body rolled up, or escape from the door with the quilt on, but she Didn't survive, is it too scared?

Yuanzi was startled, and the heavy wet quilt slid down, revealing a huge stack of manuscripts in front of her, and she responded unexpectedly, "Don't save me!" She said so.

"why?"

She hugged the manuscripts as high as her chin and said: "If I escape by myself, then these manuscripts will be burned."

"However, even if you don't run away, these manuscripts will..." "Of course I know! But, although they are extremely childish things," she said with tears, "how can I give up my own works."

I am really sorry for my mother for saying such things, she will definitely say that the most important thing is to live.

"That's really good." The young man in front of him gave him an appreciative look, and even patted his head.

Does he... agree with me?Even such naive words...

The tongue of fire swept across Yuanzi's ankles, she shrank her feet in shock, feeling that the presence of the man had shaken her determination to give up survival, she said loudly: "You run away by yourself!"

"It's okay, I will take you out with the manuscript."

"It's useless, it's not just these... Eh?" Genko saw a lot of mist emanating from the man's body, and hands emerged from the deep purple mist, picking up the manuscripts on the ground, and the posture of picking up was also similar to his appearance as gentle.

"No matter how much you have, let me help you."

In the previous life, everyone in the enemy alliance had evolved to some extent. The black mist can turn the mist into a solid body. Although it is not offensive, it is very convenient.

Under the pressure of the fire, the wet quilt acted as a little resistance, and the two quickly cooperated to pick up the books in the bookcase, the books in the cabinet, and the messy drafts on the ground, and returned to the ground with the stack of drafts.

"Mom." "Yuanzi!" The proprietress was of course overjoyed and thanked in every possible way. She exempted the guests from all expenses and provided a hot spring for private use.

Cozy!

in the room.

"It feels like being with Black Mist will meet good things." Shigaraki joked while lying on the tatami.

After all, it is a private hot spring, so I am really happy not to have to share a room with the uncles.

Although in his previous life, because of his poor skin condition, he was ridiculed for his poor sanitation in battle, of course that person was completely cold under his hands, but he still stabbed his ear more or less.

But he loves taking baths!And I definitely don't like going to crowded bathhouses!

He had to wait until midnight to soak in the hot springs, and he would only go into the pool after confirming that all the spring water had been changed.

Therefore, it is not true that the leader of the enemy alliance does not like to take a bath.

What's more, even if the dead wood is not washed, the black mist will urge him to wash it, or wash it for him. (bushi)

"By the way, when the mist of the black mist condenses into a solid body, does it feel tactile?" Shigaraki asked.

"Well," Black Mist explained, "I can feel the shape of the object I touch, but there is no pain."

However, when doing missions in the past, when human flesh and blood passed through the fog, they still felt sick psychologically.

"What's the matter?" After waiting for a while, Hei Wu didn't get a response from Sidangmu. He turned his head to look at Sidangmu, only to find that he was staring at the ceiling blankly, with a red neck.

"Why is your face so red?!" Heiwu thought that Sigoumu was not in good health, so he reached out to touch his face. Sigoumu held Heiwu's hand, sat up with a delicate expression and asked, "Before, I always Let the black mist pour the mist into my body, then..."

Like being touched?

"Ah! This, this..." Hei Wu stiffly looked away, his face flushed.

Sure enough, it was touched!

For a long time, Shiganmu liked to be surrounded by the mist of the black mist, and would ask him for "rewards" when he was tired of studying.

The mist glides gently over the skin, which is very comfortable.

Others would make me feel strange even getting close, but I was greedy for the touch of the black mist on my body.

When the mist wraps the whole body, it is like a hot spring without weight, which makes people feel so comfortable that they are about to doze off.

I asked the black mist many times, thinking it was a cloud of gas, but now I am told that the mist lingering on my body is tactile?Can you really feel the shape of your body?

This is too! !

S#*&T#￥VWQ...

Shigaraki and Kurogiri had the most embarrassing look at each other ever, "That, excuse me." At this moment, Genko sent a yukata to ease the awkward atmosphere between the two.

Hei Wu showed a "saved" expression: I can't explain it well.

Genko put her hair up, revealing a young face of thirteen or fourteen years old. Sitting upright, she tapped her fingertips on the ground and bowed her head in thanks: "Today, thank you, Mr. Black Mist."

"Ah, so don't make trouble for others, brat." Niigaraki said with a dissatisfied face, Motoko, who didn't know Niigaragi's temperament, flinched, with an expression that he had done something wrong.

"It's nothing!" Hei Wu hurriedly pressed Shikuraki's head back, "It's great that Yuanko and the manuscript are fine."

Only then did Genko burst into a relaxed smile, "Tch." Shigaraki clicked his tongue beside him.

"That," Yuanzi raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said with a look of novelty and anticipation, "To thank you, please come and play in my personality?"

"Go in?" Hei Mist found that this word was a bit special.

"What's the personality?" Sikuoki asked casually.

"My personality!" Yuanzi's eyes sparkled with excitement, "[Gateway]! You can send others into the small world built by my spiritual power, and you can return after meeting the conditions required to open the door."

"Is there any side effect or danger?" Black Mist has always been rigorous.

Yuanzi smiled "hehe".

Trying to cover it up with a smile.

To be on the safe side, "Sure enough, forget it..." "Wait, isn't it very interesting, aren't we here just to have fun?" Sikuomu interrupted the black mist and raised the corner of his mouth, "Like strategy games and secret rooms. It's like an escape game."

It seems that no matter what the game is, Nikuraki likes it.

"Hey, brat," Nekuragi said to Genko, "is that little world you're talking about fun?"

"It's not a question of whether it's fun or not," Genko thought seriously, before boldly answering, "It's really that... that kind of rare... Its world view is very strange, and the prototype is Grimm's fairy tales. The relationship is warming up," she smiled, "it's cute."

"Nothing..." Before the word Si could be said, Hei Wu said, "I'll go."? ?

"That's great." Yuanzi said with a smile, and at the same time thought to himself: Sure enough, Mr. Heiwu likes this little brother, right?

She likes to read all kinds of books, and will analyze other people's expressions consciously or unconsciously. Yuanzi feels that when Mr. Kurowu looked at that little brother, his eyes seemed to be filled with little stars.

In order to repay the kindness, Yuanko intends to strengthen the relationship between the two!

A glowing virtual door stood beside the dead handle wood and the black mist. The door opened to the inside, and the deep silver passageway led to nowhere.

"I can't help it," Sidangmu looked at Heiwu's expression of wanting to play, but he didn't expect that there was still a little childishness in his heart, "Then let's go." Sidangmu walked in first.

"Mr. Black Mist, come on." Yuanko said to Hei Mist with an ambiguous and encouraging face.

"Ah, um." Hei Wu nodded.

What does Genko's expression mean?

Black Mist walked in and followed Dead Handwood into the door.

Walking in, the door was suddenly closed, and after the black mist adjusted to the light, the figure of Sidangmu disappeared, "Didangu?!" Quicken his pace, and a few steps forward, a lot of light flooded in, and in a blink of an eye, he had changed a Scenes.

Heiwu found himself standing at the exit of the forest, behind him was a gloomy sky, with clouds above his head and blue sky, and white tulips on the ground.

And standing in front is a real gray and white castle, is it really the background of a fairy tale?

The black mist is a bit of a novelty, but no matter how novel it is, the first thing is to find the dead handle wood.

The black mist walked into the castle, walked around the corridor to a place like a living room, a hall room with sofas and long tables, and seven small figures were randomly seated in it.

The most shocking today!

"Why, why are there seven dead handles?" Seeing the seven small dead handles, Hei Wu froze at the door.

Ding-dong-

At the same time, as if the courier had finally arrived, Hei Mist received the game mission:

The evil princess was attacked by the white witch and was broken down into seven dwarfs according to the seven original sins.

You have to find the name of the dwarf in order to unlock the magic and wake up the princess.

etc?Is the princess actually evil? !

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——Preview of the next chapter——

The comedy fairy tale of the seven little dead trees and the prince (mama) begins!

Let's suck together, let's suck~