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

Coming out of the apartment, the straight asphalt road was very deserted, and Shigangmu walked along the road alone. The evening breeze was a bit chilly, and he felt his head became clearer.

The meeting ended awkwardly, but it also got Nekugaraki to think about something.

Why do I always fall into this embarrassing situation?

Do you want to blame yourself for being born with this characteristic?One touch everywhere?

For the teacher, for the black mist, for Akutagawa, what do you think?he asked himself in his heart.

After dealing with so many people, he also began to think about emotional issues in interpersonal issues. You must know that he never thought about such things in his previous life.

He is both respectful and afraid of the teacher's words. The teacher is his enemy and his benefactor, the person who pushed himself into the dark alley, and the light that rescued him from the darkness.

Heiwu is more like his relatives, just like All Might, but Siganmu has never been afraid that All Might will leave him, but he is very afraid that Heiwu will leave him, because Heiwu said that he is alone .

Akutagawa is the most troublesome person I have ever met. At first, he was obviously annoying, but later he lost to his overly serious and competitive eyes. He always thought, forget it, he worked so hard, cooperate with him Well, he lowered the bottom line without knowing it, and he almost jumped over the wall and entered by accident, but when he opened the door and asked him if he wanted to come in, he said, "Why are there other people at home?"

Shigaraki felt that the past six months had been too unclean, and he was still in a better state than in his previous life, but could he still escape from this turbulent undercurrent?

He wasn't sure himself.

Unknowingly, he was very close to home, he threw away his thoughts, and went back to his room lightly.

After all, he didn't have much conscience, so he slept comfortably until dawn after getting wet on the bed and rolling around a couple of times.

The next day was Saturday, and Black Mist was going to pick up All Might.

After finishing the lunch and putting it in the refrigerator, I told Sigangmu to remember to heat it up to eat. On the surface, Sigangmu agreed, but actually said in his heart: I want to eat junk food.

After the black mist left, he went into his room to play games. When it was close to meal time, he ordered sharp-edged pizza and fried chicken Coke, and continued to stay at home while waiting for the takeaway.

Half an hour later, the takeaway hadn't arrived yet, and Shigangmu was already hungry, and complained: "Why is the delivery so slow today?"

There are many orders on Saturday, and the delivery uncle is riding here wearing a little red riding hood.

When he got near the neighborhood, he saw a pale boy standing downstairs like a statue.

Although the uncle was busy delivering the goods, the younger brother was a bit good-looking, so he took a second look.

The motionless figure seemed to be silently competing with someone, which not only reminded the uncle that there was a man who used to stay downstairs in order to break up with his girlfriend.

He looked frequently, and was too blatant, and finally met a pair of sharp eyes.

……

Dead Karaki finally heard the doorbell, stepped out and opened the door, and complained to the delivery man in the red hat, "It's too slow."

The delivery man lowered his head and stood there without asking him to sign for the receipt. Shi Gangmu couldn't help reminding: "Where's the pen?"

The delivery man finally moved, raising his head to reveal his pale face under the hat, and Shikuragi realized that he would not let himself sign for it, because he was not a delivery man at all.

"What, have you changed your job?" Nekuragi laughed at Akutagawa.

Akutagawa didn't seem to like his jokes, he threw away the takeaway box, pushed himself into the door, and at the same time pushed his heels back to close the door, hitting his back against the wall.

"Hello……?!"

Akutagawa swiftly raised his hands against the wall, and Shigaraki instantly felt dissatisfied with being controlled by others, "What are you doing!" He wanted to reprimand him at first, but he couldn't help it when he saw Akutagawa's expression of bitterness and hatred a little soft,

Akutagawa moved his lips, fell silent for a while, and said to himself, "I really can't do anything..."

"What do you mean?"

"I figured it out," Akutagawa said.

Seeing the resolute light reflected in Akutagawa's eyes, Shigaraki asked calmly, "Is there anyone at home?"

"No." If there were, they would have thrown you out long ago.

Akutagawa seemed satisfied, and said, "That's good."

Then he dragged Siganmu into the room, and Siganmu finally understood why he asked this question!

"Wait, what do you think this is!"

Hearing that Nekuragi understood his intentions, his first reaction was not to beat him, but to care about the location. Akutagawa knew that today's trip was right, and his decision was also right.

He dragged the dead handle wood into the room, let him sit down, and said, "I've made up my mind, and I won't give you any more time to hesitate." His hand touched the collar of the jacket.

Shikuragi knew that Akutagawa was coming for real, but now, in this room, in this home, it was too dangerous.

"no!"

What if All Might finds out?

As soon as he thought about it, Shigangmu heard voices from outside, the door opening, and the voice of talking about why there were takeaways on the ground.

Shigaraki's expression changed, and he said to Akutagawa, "Did you hear that? Come back to me!"

Akutagawa refused to retreat just like that, and asked, grabbing Shikuragi's hand, "What about you? What's your answer?"

"..." Shikuragi finally lowered his shoulders and compromised, "I understand. I'll go to your house tonight, and I'll do my best when the time comes."

I didn't expect Niigaragi to speak so bluntly. Akutagawa blushed as soon as he touched the ground, but he was very happy to be affirmed by Niigaragi. He boldly stretched out his hand to grab the person and kissed his forehead, then immediately turned around and turned over. away from the wall.

"……This guy!"

As soon as Akutagawa left, All Might stepped into the room with his long legs, "Turn the arc, look!" He raised the bag in his hand as if selling a treasure, and said to Akuragi, "I brought you a present .”

But Sigangmu looked away from the window and greeted himself absent-mindedly: "Well, you're back."

"Tuan arc, what's wrong with you?"

"how?"

"Your face is so red."

……

Dazai, who came back from a trip, was standing at the window when he saw the figure jumping out from downstairs, he was startled, he thought it was a thief from somewhere, and was trying to get Chuya to do something brave, but he saw him release [Rashomon] from his body. ] Help landed, only to find that it was Akutagawa.

But this is much rarer than seeing a thief!

He excitedly said to Chuya, "Chuya, Akutagawa seems to be doing something like a private meeting."

"Huh?" Nakahara Zhong also raised his face from the minesweeper game.

"I saw him come out of the room where Shimura turned the arc, and he was wearing the clothes of a delivery man." Dazai pointed out the window.

Chuya walked to the window, and indeed saw Akutagawa leaving in a strange dress, and said with a smile: "They have become friends, congratulations! I thought Akutagawa couldn't handle that child."

Dazai smiled lightly and said, "He will definitely succeed."

"Why can you be so sure?"

"Because that guy is the one who won't let go of something once he decides on it."

……

Having already promised others, Nikugaraki did not regret it, so he consciously came to Akutagawa's apartment at 10 o'clock in the evening.

The door of the apartment was unlocked, and the dead handle wood was pushed in lightly.

The lights inside were brightly lit, and there were a lot of unpacked paint on the ground, but Akutagawa was nowhere to be seen.

Akutagawa was not in the living room, and Akuragi felt that it was a bit too much for him to go directly into the bedroom to find him, as if he was a dick, so he just took a look.

"What did that guy paint again?" Shigangmu pulled away a corner of the gauze to take a casual look, but was a little surprised when he saw the painting.

"I'm not interested in what to say, isn't this a painting?" Shigaraki said mockingly.

It was his own portrait, the way he laughed at him at the entrance of the alley a few days ago.

Akutagawa draws from his own perspective, looking at the stumped limbs all over the ground, at the entrance of the alley with his back to the light, with a smile on his mouth, it looks like he is joking with a familiar friend.

In his eyes, is his smile so kind?

Shigaraki thought that he looked hateful, both hateful and hateful, with a bitter and mean look on his face.

When Shizuoki heard footsteps, Akutagawa came out of the room, Shikuagi smiled and asked him: "So I look like this in your eyes?"

Akutagawa blushed, and covered the gauze, he didn't want Niigaragi to find out that the whole row was his portrait except for that one, he didn't want to be laughed at by Niigaragi.

"I thought you wouldn't come." Akutagawa said as he moved.

"Then why are you still opening the door?" Shikuraki asked back.

Akutagawa blushed again, thinking that he really couldn't beat this guy, so he gave up and said, "Because I hope you can come."

His honesty overwhelmed him, "...you bastard."

Akutagawa came out of the room wearing a casual white shirt with sleeves rolled up, holding a small jar of transparent liquid in his hand.

Shikuraki saw him pick up a plate of brown paint from the ground, and then pour the liquid into it.

"Do you know why I prepared this?" Akutagawa asked Nikugaraki while stirring it with a paintbrush.

"Huh?" Shikazuki saw that the paint became more and more even and delicate under Akutagawa's stirring.

Akutagawa stopped, put the well-mixed paint aside, leaned close to the dead wood, and stroked the back of his neck with his hand, saying: "After adding this liquid, the paint will not fade for a long time."

He stood up straight again, put his hand on Sidangmu's cheek, put his fingers into Sidangmu's mouth, grabbed his tongue that he wanted to dodge, squinted his eyes and said: "You also leave a little trace of me, how about it?" ?”

Looking at Akutagawa's eyes full of jealousy, after the shyness faded, he was full of domineering possessiveness.

He hates the traces on his body, if it has been preempted by someone, then he will also add one.

Facing Akutagawa's gaze, Niugaragi was not bored, but enjoyed the feeling of being closely watched.

He tilted his head and rubbed against Akutagawa's hand, put his face against Akutagawa's warm palm, raised the corner of his mouth and said:

"Honored."

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