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Ayanokouji immediately stood up and patted the fire alarm beside him.

"There are about 80 people in this carriage," Shigaraki looked at the black-haired girl calmly, and made a nasty 'please ask me what you want' gesture, "and it seems that there are no professional heroes who are not considered high-end. .”

What do you mean?

Ayanokouji kept pressing on the alarm with one hand, and looked vigilantly at Shikuragi on the opposite side.

"You may not know much," the man took out a box of mints from his pocket, poured out a piece slowly and stuffed it into his mouth, "My personality is Honkai—that is, once I start it, the whole car will 'bang' The kind that disappears."

Shigaraki bit the mint candy and pointed to Ayanokoji's small satchel, "It's like your latest model—bang~"

Bang your head! Bang!A layer of cold sweat broke out on Ayanokōji's back, and he gritted his teeth and thought: A big boss of the enemy alliance is not going to engage in meaningful and big things, but come to follow me as a small observer?how?Could it be that he has been walking alone for many years and lacked love?

Wake up!Except blood relationship!We don't even have plastic siblings!

"Sit down, don't be nervous," the man comforted Ayanokouji kindly, "I just came to chat with you this time; besides, if I really do it, you can't resist - my personality is only for you One person is invalid."

...I actually think what you said seems to make sense.Ayanokouji slowly let go of her hand, and sat down tremblingly.

As a recorded member of the Observation Deck who was given two kill missions by the enemy alliance, Ayanokōji should have been accompanied by a working hero on this trip; Being relatively safe, I urgently contacted an in-service hero station in Ayanokouji's hometown to respond.

I don't know whether it's the boldness of a high-level artist, or a special news channel, but he really seized this gap.

"Give me the phone," Shigaraki stretched out his hand towards Ayanokouji, "and the wallet, necklace, and that pendant—are you delusional? There are transmitters all over your body?"

Are you here?While cursing, Ayanokōji obediently handed over the mobile phone and took off the transmitters that were called one by one.

The silver-haired man put these trivial things on the small table aside, shook the mint box in his hand, and motioned to Ayanokoji, "Do you want it? It's not bad."

"No, thank you." Ayanokōji politely rejected the other party's inexplicable kindness.In order to show that she really didn't want it, the black-haired girl took out a bag of Uha milk candies from her small satchel, and slowly peeled off one.

Siganmu leaned quietly on the back of the seat, his blood-red pupils were slightly slack, and he looked at the girl who was carefully peeling the sugar opposite him without emotion.

Ayanokōji ate a piece of candy abruptly against the cold eyes of the enemy boss, and tremblingly took out the toffee and handed it over: "That...Mr. ..."

"Your name is Shimura Aoi." The man said abruptly, and pronounced the pronunciation of 'ao-i' slowly with a dry and hoarse voice.The last 'i' was so soft that it seemed to be just a perfunctory mouth.

Siganmu hooked the corners of his mouth as if mocking himself, and continued slowly, "I used to look forward to your birth."

According to the information collected by the Observation Desk, the man named Sigang Muhang is 30 years old.Strong personality, treacherous behavior, withdrawn to distorted personality, successfully defeated the heroic society that was hidden and turbulent at the time in the early years, and became famous in front of the world with the enemy alliance.

Now sitting on the opposite side of Ayanokoji, the dead man who said 'expectation' mockingly - not as sharp and vicious as in the file, nor as sinister and cunning as in the sports festival.

It's a little languid, a little tired, a little bored - and a little bit of the stubbornness of a decadent boy mixed with the indifference of a grown man.

Sure enough, life is so unsatisfactory.Ayanokōji retracted the sugar hand silently: Even the enemy boss has something he can't help, right?

The two of them didn't talk to each other during the entire journey. Only when Ayanokōji pretended to go to the bathroom, but actually wanted to contact the train crew, the boss raised his eyes and looked at her with a fake smile.

Ayanokouji immediately sat back obediently.

One station away from the terminal, the black-haired girl carefully took out a bag of peach blossom cakes from her small satchel, and put it in front of the sleepy man with his eyes closed.

The blood-red eyes slowly lifted up and fell on Ayanokouji.

After paying the tribute, Ayanokōji smiled kindly and thought about his words: "Mr. Shigaraki, although I don't know what your purpose is, but I'm almost at the stop—I'm just visiting the nursing home this time. Mother, do you see?"

Are you happy today?If you're happy, can you let me go?

Shikuragi seemed to be a little interested in the snacks offered by the girl.The man lifted the corner of the transparent packaging bag, looked curiously at the shortbread that was the size of the girl's palm, and asked, "Is this a cherry blossom?"

"It's peach blossom cakes, with bean paste inside," Lingxiaolu leaned forward and explained, "If you don't like peach blossoms, I, I have lotus flower cakes here."

Sigangmu snorted, and tore open the packing bag of peach blossom cakes in novelty: "I'll go with you to the nursing home."

"...Ah?" Ayanokōji was stunned for a moment, and quickly tried to dispel this person's thoughts, "Because, because there is a local hero at the station to meet me, Mr. Shigaraki's identity will be exposed, right?"

"Then kill him." The boss said without changing his expression, while taking a small bite of the peach blossom cake.

Kill, kill or something... Ayanokōji's scalp is numb——what the master said casually, strictly speaking, it's a bit more real than Mr. Bakugo.

On this side, Ayanokōji just started his death journey, and on the other side, an unexpected guest came to the office.

"Has Ling Xiaolu gone out?" Tong Xing asked in surprise, "But it's almost the end of the year!"

Isn't the year-end summary of the observers in the observation deck quite heart-wrenching?Going away at this time?

"If you go out, you're going out! What are you talking about!" Bakugo blocked the senior in his student days at the door of the office, "That's it, anyway, he's not here, so get out."

The silver-haired little girl seemed a little scared, and carefully hid behind Tong Xing.

"Don't be afraid in your arms," ​​Tong Xing patted the little girl's head sideways, "Although this big brother looks like a super villain, he is actually the young tame dye of Green Valley—you can't think of it?"

Bakugo: "Hey, hey, 'Unexpected?' What kind of tone! I'm a professional hero!"

The silver-haired girl seemed to be encouraged a little, and she bravely moved out to take a look at Mr. DEKU's young tame dye——then she was slightly raised by Bakugo's voice, 'Huh? 'Go back in fright.

"This brat looks familiar." Bakugou reluctantly opened the door and let the two walk in. "It seems that Eraser picked it up from some battle?"

"Ms. Aizawa was indeed a temporary guardian in her arms for a period of time." Tonggata stood at the entrance and stretched out his arms to help her change shoes, "Although you may not remember—she also went to see the school at that time." Garden Festival! I applaud you seriously!"

Bakugo taunted: "During the period when you lost your personality?"

Tong Xing didn't care too much: "It's about the same."

Without Ayanokōji who presided over the overall situation and arranged tea, juice and snacks, Bakugo just poured water for the two of them.

The young hero sat down on the sofa and cut to the chase: "The woman said she was going home, after Christmas. So what happened?"

"Go home?" Tong Xing was surprised, "But Xin Cao was still on the observation deck this morning...could it be Sister Yao?"

impossible?The year-end summary of the Association of Heroes is busier than the Observation Deck!Shinsao Haruka should have moved into the office long ago!

so!I hate this!Know everything!People who never make it clear!

The little good mood that Bao Hao had finally accumulated in the morning was wiped out, and he said impatiently: "It's just going home, it's not about being injured or disabled—she packed her things and went back."

"Mr. Bo, Bohao!" The little girl who silently huddled aside to drink water hugged her cup tightly and shouted loudly, "Rie's mother doesn't like her! That person will scold Rie! He will beat her non-stop! Yes, Let her go!"

"Even - let her die..."

The author has something to say: The leader of the enemy alliance [Brother Diao] Recommended books: "A New Life: How to Get Along with My Sister",

"Must be a good brother - the little princess in my life", "Sister Control Guide: Guys who are weaker than me stay away from her"

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Alright gentlemen, no matter what happens, please remember this is a little sweet article da la la la la~

Speaking of which, I found that I couldn't write Shura field, I really couldn't write a single word

Whether it's a danmei romance or a doujinshi, basically all of them are unilaterally crushed by the male protagonist, and the male supporting role has no power to fight back.

As a reader, I love to watch the Shura field until I die, and I can't control 666's hand when there is a Shura field plot (ノへ￣,)

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Although spoilers are involved, I still want to shout out - I am a millionaire!I declare that the thief looks like Ding Ding!

I do not care!In my article, I must save him!Tsutsugata-senpai, I love you!

Sorry kah!Today I am a million blows!But don't worry!Tomorrow I will still be your woman!

PS Thank you 23333333 for the mines~

And that magical girl who made up my nutrient solution very spiritually hahahahaha

Why are you so cute (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～