hero guardian

"Enemy attack?!"

Bakugo raised his pitch, and his voice was slightly tense, "How idle is that bastard Sigangmuhang? How about that ugly woman? Is she dead?"

"He's really been too active during this time," Shang Ming hugged the dried mango stuffed by the client, sitting on the sofa and calling his old classmate, "I came a step late and let him run away—fortunately, Your girlfriend...Miss Ayanokōji is fine."

"Trash." Bao Hao sneered, "No wonder the ranking is so ugly."

Shangming Electric is the only first-line hero among Xiongying’s graduates who has difficulty climbing into the top [-] on the list—not because of poor strength, after all, there is a strong personality—because of his extremely magical personality. luck.

The nickname of the hero of the electric shock is "the beast in the town". The crime rate in the several areas he takes turns in charge of is unbelievably low; on site.

As a hero, Shangming has very good luck, as if he has a halo of good fortune guarding one side, and is loved by the masses like a mascot;

But the luck is also extremely bad - although the strength is comparable to that of the classmates, the number of incidents solved can't be increased, basically relying on external support to barely raise the year-end evaluation.

"Hey! Bakugo, what right do you have to say about me!" Shangming, who was poked in the sore spot, became angry from embarrassment.

Ayanokoji put the glutinous rice on the coffee table, opened the portable cutlery box and handed it to Shangming, and said softly: "Mr. Shangming, would you like some dessert——Can I have a few words with Mr. Bakugo? "

The ice-skinned glutinous rice sprinkled with matcha powder was squeezed into the plate obediently. The beautiful girl with long black hair had just cleaned up the mess of a sumptuous dinner. She was holding a cutlery box and stood beside him tenderly and asked him what he wanted. Don't have dessert after a meal.

——How did such a good girl fall in love with that irascible guy Bakugou!Can Shuai really do whatever he wants?

With silent tears in his heart, Shangming took the cutlery box and shouted at the young hero on the phone: "Ayanokoji-san wants to talk to you! Be nicer to her, you annoying Ikemen!"

What the hell is that electric shock idiot doing?

Bakugo clicked his tongue lowly, and pushed open the window of the room.

The cool evening wind in late autumn blew in along with the girl's voice, softly and softly, making one's heart soften: "Mr. Bakuhao, I'm Ayanokoji, how are you these days?"

Baohao paused for a while, then cleared his throat and said, "What can I do wrong—it seems that you are not dead."

The girl on the other side of the phone seemed to have left the noisy hero and came to a relatively open place: "I met Sigang Muhang on the train. There was no fight or injury. Before Mr. Shangming arrived, he just left."

The young hero straightened his body, frowned and asked, "Your information on the day you arrived?"

"I tried to ask Mr. Shigaraki to send that message," Ayanokōji explained, "I was surprised that he agreed--Toefl, I also sent the message for help to Minister Shinsao."

Bakugo was silent for a while, 'Bang! ' shut the window.

"Actually, I wanted to ask Mr. Bakugo for help from the very beginning," Ayanokōji said at this moment, exerting the desire to survive that he had accumulated for nearly 20 years, pulling the words of unbridled words to drift his soul,

"But at the end of the day, I feel that it is a big deal to trouble Mr. Baohao with such a trivial matter..."

"Heh," the man sneered disdainfully when he heard the girl's flattering words, "Although your stupid words are very perfunctory, there is one thing right—I am the strongest."

Yes yes yes yes yes, you are the best, you are the strongest, as long as you are not angry.

Ayanokouji couldn't help but pursed her lips and laughed, the black-haired girl pressed the pillow into her arms, lay on the balcony railing and quietly looked at the street lights downstairs.

"There is still a lot of work to be done in the year-end summary of the observation platform, so I will speed up my mother's affairs, and then I will go back to help," Ling Xiaolu said softly, "Although my mother is very reluctant to let go-but I still really want to go back Try the rice wine in the cupboard; I don't know if it fermented properly while I was gone."

"Hey, ugly woman," Bakugou turned around and leaned against the desk, sneering, "Why do you care about rice wine in the same way as you care about Kageyama Shigeo? Who are you? Mom?

"If you're worried about rice wine, hurry up and deal with the matter over there! Knowing that you have work, try to improve efficiency! Are you women so nagging, long-winded and sentimental?!

"Speak out if you have any difficulties! Ask Shinsao Haruka for help, or worry about others! Even that guy Kageyama! I, cough cough, I will help you reluctantly for the sake of this souvenir!

"Give me some energy! Don't be too ugly!"

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone, only the rubbing sound of thinly shredded clothes could be heard.

This silent trend successfully reminded the young hero of the silent trouble crying at the sports festival not long ago.

……what happened again?Bao Hao knocked on the edge of the table irritably: Why is this woman so difficult to speak?Don't fucking squat on the side and cry again?Are you annoying? Really!Why does it always seem like I'm deliberately bullying her? !grass!

The young hero stood alone in the middle of the room, holding his mobile phone up and down the table with an irritable face, cursing back and forth in his heart, before he gave a low tut.

Bakugo picks and chooses, and let down a soft tone of disgust and disgust: "Hey, I didn't mean to scold you..."

The girl on the other side of the phone couldn't help laughing when she heard this sentence of rounding up.

"Mr. Bakugo," Ayanokouji lay sideways on the rocking chair on the terrace, no matter how hard he hugged the pillow, his voice was full of attachment and love, "Mr. Bakugo."

"Are you kidding me just now?" The young hero's doubtful and angry voice came from the phone, "Are you an ugly woman who wants to die?! Also! What the hell is that note you gave Yingshan? thing!!"

"Mr. Baohao, I miss you so much." The black-haired girl lying on the rocking chair slowly got up, looked up at the starry sky with a smile, couldn't help but soften her voice and repeated , "I miss you so much."

In all kinds of exhaustion and sadness and anger, I miss you who are fierce, reliable, and unbearably admirable.

The other end of the phone seemed to fall into silence, and for a while, only the man's regular breathing could be heard.

Ayanokōji put the phone away in confusion, and after confirming that he was still on the call page, he raised his voice slightly and called out: "Mr. Bakugo?" What's the matter?

There seemed to be a pause in the regular breathing, and then the call was hung up abruptly.

Maybe there is something wrong.Shun Shun successfully told the person she likes, the girl Ayanokouji is very refreshed now, and even feels that she can fight a few more waves of cheap brother:

Come on, Rie!If you continue to be depressed, you will be disgusted by Mr. Baohao!

The black-haired girl silently clenched her fists to encourage herself, and walked into the room with her mobile phone in her hands.

On the other side, Mrs. Guangji, who got the first-hand news, happily opened the door of her only son's room: "Stinky boy! Hurry down and eat smoothies! I heard that the little girl named Ling Xiaolu lives in another place? Do you want to invite her to come home?" It’s New Year’s Day—eh? What’s wrong with you? Your ears are so red? Why are you holding your phone?”

"...You are knocking on the door! Get out immediately! Smelly old woman!"

"What's so rare that Mommy cares about you—really! Hey! Brat, don't push me!"

In the early morning of the next day, accompanied by Shangming, Ayanokoji came to the nursing home to visit her mother again.

After a night of recuperation, Mrs. Ayanokouji's mental state was significantly better, and she was even able to sit on the bed and greet Kaminari who came over: "Hi, I'm Rie's mother."

Shangming responded with a smile: "Hello, sister, I am Shangming Electric, and I am here to escort Miss Lingkoulu this time."

Ling Xiaolu's mother was stunned for a moment, and a little smile appeared on her pale face: "I'm so old, this child...then Rie will call you uncle, Shang Ming-kun."

Wouldn't that be better, the guy Shuntui Baohao has to be called my uncle, and Uncle Shangming is really flattering.

Shangming cheerfully made a small calculation, and picked up the bag beside him: "Then I'll wash the grapes?" To leave some space for the mother and daughter to talk privately.

"Mr. Kaminari, please." Ayanokōji nodded, accepting Kaminari's kindness.

Ayanokōji's mother watched quietly as her adopted daughter sat beside her with bags in her arms, and she dug out all kinds of things and piled them on the bedside table.The black-haired girl's forehead was still wrapped with a bandage, and the gauze was slightly blood-colored, but there was no haze in her bright eyes.

The skinny girl who stood expressionlessly at the gate of the orphanage back then has gradually turned into a big girl who can save others—unknowingly, she has grown up seriously and beautifully.

So it's been so many years... The woman looked at her bony hands, gently lifted them up to stroke Ayanokouji's hair, and said softly, "Rie——it's your mother who has dragged you down all these years."

The author has something to say: Ka Jiang: Shit!I'm not shy! !You all get out of here! ! !Get out! ! !

I suddenly realized that you are all looking forward to the fight between Brother Diao and Kajiang?Why don't you think it's a big deal?ah?

Are there any socialist core values?Do you understand the creation of a harmonious society?You can't fight, you know?

...But if it is really confirmed that the two parties are 'married', it will be strange if the two do not fight...

... No, I have to wash my brother-in-law a little bit... But my brother-in-law is too dark, so black and pure...

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Speaking of it, one of the reasons why I am going to write this article with me tomorrow is due to some irresistible reasons, that is, my ex-boyfriend met

Maybe we have to sit together because of departmental issues, tsk tsk tsk tsk

Should I splatter blood on the spot and give him a good time, or give him a good time, or give him a good time? (more than motivation words.jpg

Just kidding, just kidding, I can't beat other boys (ノへ￣,)

PS Thanks to 23333333 and Daya Ya’s mines (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～

There are also Moxike, Zhongye cute, Yao Zong cute (let me tell you, I think I am the cutest humming), Demi, Shutrom, Cup

And the nutrient solution of a little angel who is too lazy to come up with a name so it is a blank space~ Memojiu(づ￣3￣)づ╭?～