hero guardian

According to the normal routine, after novice couples express their love to each other, they usually find a quieter and more emotional place to snuggle up, tell their hearts, or at least sweeten something;

If there is a foundation of love in the first place, and after going through all kinds of hardships and finally being together, then there is nothing wrong with hugging, kissing, or even having a deeper exchange of love.

But Rie Ayanokoji was quite different, she chose to pick up the form.

The setting sun is flushed red, and among the flying plain white carbon paper that seems to melt, the delicate and delicate girl flies into the arms of her lover like a returning bird-this scene is really beautiful-as long as the heroine doesn't have to pick up those forms again stand up.

When Miss Observer was overjoyed and jumped off the balcony on the second floor, she accidentally scraped down two stacks of discarded forms placed on the edge of the balcony.The year-end summary of the observation deck is mainly based on written documents, and even discarded forms must be confirmed before being shredded and recycled.

Because this batch of forms involved a small amount of confidential data, Ayanokōji couldn't even open his mouth to ask Bakugo to help, so he and Ogata Yu could only pick up all the scattered forms one by one, arrange them in order, and finally sent them to the designated The department is crushed.

The two little girls struggled to hold the form that had been collected with great difficulty, and put it behind the desk in the office responsible for the verification, feeling that the whole body was exhausted.

Ogata Yu glanced at the person in charge who was checking, and quietly pushed Ayanokōji: "Rie Rie, you..."

Are you and that Bakugo Katsuki lovers now?What the hell happened?Why are you together all of a sudden?Do you really like him?That's the vicious former Mr., are you serious?Do Sister Yao and Minister Xin Cao know?

The girl who usually bluffs seems to have too many things to ask, but she doesn't know which one to ask first and stops.

Ling Xiaolu was originally sitting on the sofa with her waiting for the result, but when she heard this, she turned her head and grabbed Ogatayu's hand with a smile: "Xiaoyu, to be honest, I don't know what's going on—I also think that I am Not just dreaming or anything.

"But I don't think Mr. Bakugou will lie to me. I am very happy now, so happy that I can laugh at any time."

"Forget it, you," Ogata Yu sincerely looked at the girl with pink bubbles all over her body, "I hope you can 'laugh at any time' like this when you meet the hero Bakugo later."

Hanging out with my new boyfriend for a full three hours, sister.

What's even more exciting is that the new boyfriend = Bakugo Katsuki.

I can only wish you good health and a long life.

Thinking of this incident, Ling Xiaolu also felt his scalp tingle: "Boat, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge... It is indeed my mistake, and I am sorry to hurt you, Xiaoyu."

"It's nothing wrong," Ogata Yu patted Ling Xiaolu's shoulder pityingly, "I will remember you."

Hey, hey, don't speak in such a tone of 'the next time we meet, we will be separated from each other'.Ayanokōji dodged Ogatayu's clapping hands with a headache: No, I have to smile.Smile, smile with the courage you had when you were desperate to confess.

...Yes, I can't laugh anymore.

While putting on her coat, the black-haired girl trotted to the young hero leaning against the entrance of the observation deck.

The gray-haired man glanced down at her, his blood-red eyes couldn't tell what was on his face.

Bakugo casually took the canvas bag hanging from Ayanokoji's wrist: "Button."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry to trouble you." The black-haired girl was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously used honorifics, and quickly lowered her head to button up the buttons of the windbreaker one by one.

The young hero seemed to look down for a while at the hair spinning above Ayanokouji's head, and then turned his gaze away again.

When Ayanokōji buttoned the windbreaker tightly from top to bottom, and tentatively asked for his canvas bag back first, the young hero stretched out a hand to her with a very calm expression.

What do you want?Ayanokouji thought about it for a while, then took out the crumpled toffee from his pocket and put it in Bakugo's generous palm.

What the hell is this?

Bakugo frowned, clasped his hands together and let the toffee hit the girl's forehead.The man grabbed the wrist of the stupid princess angrily, and taunted: "Did you forget your brain in the observation deck? Do you want to go back and get it?"

Yuan, so it was holding hands... Ayanokōji lowered his head in embarrassment, trying to bury himself in the collar of the windbreaker: "I'm very sorry..." Although he was only grabbed by the wrist, he was still very happy.

For security reasons, the observation platform and Xiongying High School are separated by a long distance.During the period when Bakugo was repeatedly persuaded to sign an observer contract, Ayanokōji, who lived in the observation deck dormitory, even had to get up at five o'clock every day.

The young hero who walks in front wears a black jacket with overalls and boots to match the combat uniform.

The man's right hand was in his pocket, and Ayanokouji's off-white canvas bag was dangling on his wrist; his left hand was holding Ayanokouji's wrist, and his thumb seemed to be unintentionally stroking the scabbed scar on the girl's wrist.

The streets in early winter dimmed down very early, and the windows and street lights along the road were turned on one by one, curiously spying on the two people who were holding hands and discussing awkwardly, sometimes making small and whispering laughter, and then dissipated in the cold wind. behind.

Although this time has long passed the rush hour for getting off work, when Ayanokoji followed her hero onto the bus, it still caused a little commotion—after all, she was a well-known hero who returned from victory, and she was also extraordinarily young and handsome.

As soon as Ayanokoji got into the car, Bakugo stuffed him into the seat. The man skillfully glanced around with his unprovoked eyes, and immediately pushed back the crowd with the aura of "don't approach strangers and cut them down".

The black-haired girl obediently held the canvas bag that was thrown back, and looked up at Bakugou.The young hero raised his hand to hold the pull ring, put his other hand on the back of the chair behind Ling Xiaolu, and snorted slightly: "What are you looking at?"

Look at poking you blind.Ayanokōji silently added a sentence in his heart, and then couldn't help laughing.

Looking at the girl sitting on the seat like a little hamster, she suddenly smiled with crooked eyebrows, and stared at herself with sparkling eyes without any concealment--I have to say, Bakugou felt that this feeling was not bad at all .

Wait.Ling Xiaolu suddenly remembered something, quickly stopped laughing, and asked nervously: "Mr. Bakuhao, let me ask a little bit, the flower you took..." After being thrown away, you never saw it again?

"Throw it away if it's too much of a hindrance," anyway, it's considered a good use of everything.The ruthless Bakugou replied mercilessly, "I'm not going to ask you to bring it back to the office either."

If it wasn't for the repeated assurance and recommendation of the half-ass sister, I wouldn't have bought it.

"Oh..." Ayanokōji lowered his eyes in disappointment.

The young hero clicked his tongue irritably as he watched the guy go on a rollercoaster ride from elation to dejection.

Bakugo looked up at the stop display in front of the bus, and grabbed Ayanokoji: "It's really troublesome—get up and get off the bus."

The dark-haired girl was dragged out of the car by the young hero amidst the other passengers' scrutiny.

Then he was pulled into the flower shop by the strange peeps of the passers-by; finally, amidst the teasing smile of the flower shop proprietress, he walked out of the flower shop holding a bouquet of roses.

"Baku, Mr. Bakugo, this..." Ayanokōji stammered and turned to Bakugo, "Well, I'm not..." That's not what it means!I just think it's a pity that so many flowers are thrown away!

The young hero casually stuffed the change back into his pocket, tilting his head, 'Huh? ' with a sound.

Bakugo bent slightly in disgust, and took a closer look at the brightly colored bouquet: "I really don't know what you women like about this—but, is it okay?"

Relying on his height advantage, the man flicked Ling Xiaolu's forehead, and said ferociously, "I'm not very good-looking at first, so what's the matter with frowning? Since I'm staying by my side, just make me happy and smile!"

Ling Xiaolu blinked, and asked in a low voice: "I take the liberty to ask... Mr. Bakugo, are you, um, hoping that I'm in a better mood?"

"Who the fuck cares if you're in a good mood or not!" Bakugo denied without hesitation, "I just allow you to like me! Don't be so self-righteous, ugly woman!"

... This bad habit of saying even good things fiercely is really too bad.

Ayanokōji couldn't help laughing again, holding up her bouquet to cover her face: I hate your habit so much, really——really.

"Hey! What are you laughing at, ugly woman! It's just a bunch of flowers! Don't get carried away!"

"Ha, haha... I'm so sad, obviously I like Mr. Bohao so much, but Mr. Bohao still calls me an ugly woman..."

"I said you are enough! If you want to make further progress, I will kill you!"

"Ah, I really want to be called 'Rie', Rie~Rie Rie~"

"... Ugly woman, shut up immediately!"

When the childish novice couple returned to the office, they faced the dark and deserted living room on the first floor.

Holding the bouquet in her arms, Ayanokōji asked while freeing her hands to pull the zipper of her boots, "Mr. Bakugo, where is Kageyama? Didn't he come back first?"

"Can't you put that broken thing down?" Bakugo looked at the black-haired girl who was determined to let go with disgust, and put on his home shoes. "The eraser called him over for something, and said he would stay in the hero's dormitory tonight."

"I don't want it, Mr. Bakugou can't call me 'Rie'." Ayanokōji changed shoes briskly, put the canvas bag on the sofa, "I have to hold it for comfort—— If you’re staying overnight, did Kageyama bring any toiletries?”

Baohao said angrily: "Who the hell cares about this! Did I say you've had enough! We've talked all the way! Are you tired!"

"I usually take care of your luggage when you go out!" Ayanokouji smiled and changed hands to hold the bouquet, "Mr. Bakugo, you don't want to call me Rie! It's super light, super fragrant and super cute! Thank you for caring and not tired at all! "

Although I had expected that this guy would immediately make progress if he was pitied a little bit, and he laughed back in anger, but he really didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly! : "Ha! Then you better hold tight! Otherwise, I will throw you out of the office together!"

Ah, I'm really angry.Ayanokōji made a decisive decision, flexible and stretching: "Let's talk about this first--Mr. Bakugou, what do you want to eat? If it is simpler, I can make it now."

Bakugo: "Throw away that thing in your hand first."

"Is ramen okay?" The brunette girl showed her usual flattering and gentle smile, "I remember there are cans of bacon and luncheon meat at home—the egg custard should also be in time."

Explosively arrogant: "...Fuck! I won't eat it! Take your broken flower and get out of here immediately!"

"Hey, you should go to the second floor to take a shower first~ Ah, speaking of which, the towels should still be in the cabinet on the balcony."

No matter how much malice and dislike the head of the family had for the innocent bouquet of roses, it finally stayed in the office at the insistence of Ayanokoji - even had the girl's favorite glass and the TV cabinet. of a place.

When Bakugou passed the living room with a towel on, the new resident with dewdrops smiled shyly at him—this smile almost made the homeowner's anger boil again.

Have I not gone berserk for a long time?Bakugo thought maliciously: Didn't that smug woman say that proper rampage is good for personality control?

"Mr. Bakugo!" Ayanokōji called out to the young hero who was about to move, holding a bowl, "Please stay away from my flowers!"

The man roughly tore off the towel around his neck: "You're endless! Who cares about your broken flowers! And you can figure it out for me! I paid for this, okay?"

"But Mr. Bakugo gave it to me!" Ayanokōji put the ramen on the dining table, wiped the water stains on his fingers on the apron, brushed his hair and smiled, "I like Mr. Bakugo, so of course I also value Bakugo. What Mr. Howe gave me."

Baohao choked slightly, and angrily threw the towel on the sofa: Unscrupulous!Unscrupulous!

Where on earth did I see her!This kind of guy who keeps saying "I like Mr. Bakugo" all the time, without any shame!

The black-haired girl with no shame smiled and sat down at the table, and said softly, "Maybe it's a bit late-but let's come to dinner, Mr. Bakugou."

The young hero frowned, glanced at the dining table, and sat down heavily on the chair.

When the two of them were halfway through eating, Ayanokōji stopped his chopsticks, raised his head seriously and said, "Mr. Bakugo, you should be going home for the official day tomorrow, right? If it's convenient, can you let me and Kageyama bother you?"

"Huh—?" Baohao pulled the corners of his mouth viciously, and blocked her with the girl's words, "Aren't you afraid of causing trouble now? You can change your face quickly enough."

"Of course." Ling Xiaolu put down his chopsticks, and sat upright with folded hands, "After all, I'm going to ask Aunt Guangji and Uncle to hand you over to me."

...Why do I feel that this is a bit wrong.

Bakugo frowned, leave it to you?Who do you want the old crone to hand over to you?

"Just kidding, kidding," Ayanokōji said before the man could react and slapped the table and became angry, "Even if we don't bother, Kageyama and I will visit Bakugo's house during the day—and I I also like Aunt Guangji very much.”

That smelly old woman likes you too.

Bakugo reluctantly accepted this reason: "It's up to you—anyway, the advantage of not having many families is that they are still big."

"Hey, I suddenly realized," Ayanokōji picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of bacon fried egg and smiled, "Auntie 'Guangji' and uncle 'Katsuki' combined, it is Mr. Bakugo's 'Katsuki' Woolen cloth."

Bao Hao let out a 'huh': "When that idiot couple named me, it seemed that they really meant that."

"That's great," Ayanokōji lowered his voice, "Mom's 'ki' and dad's 'katsu'—katsuki, katsuki, ka-tsu-ki."

The girl clasped her hands together, her eyes sparkled, and she shouted with a smile in her voice, "Katsuki-kun—since Mr. Bakugo doesn't want to call me by my name, then I can call Mr. Bakugo by his name—"

"Katsuki-kun." Ayanokōji looked at Bakugo softly, "——Katsuki-kun."

The dark-haired girl's voice was very soft, brushing against the eardrums of the young hero like the hem of a tulle skirt sweeping over a fence.

That sweet, soft cry, with unreasonable and savage favoritism and joy, swept away all the anger and displeasure in his heart at once—leaving only An Tian overflowing the room. pity.

"Well, although it's nice to be able to call Mr. Bakugo's name, it's really not good," Ayanokōji tilted his head, "After all, I'm still your observer." There is always a feeling of bending the law for personal gain.

The young hero was silent for a long time before throwing out an indistinct 'whatever you want'.

The author has something to say: Come and eat some cookies, the little hero in the latest episode today has made me cry

When I was in the dormitory, I first said "Hahahahaha Kachan, you are enough" and then "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooarms

When I think of the following plot, I feel so sad that I want them to break up QAQ

But when I think about it, I feel aggrieved at the back of the card--okay, today's update is to ease the sadness of the original book.

Why would anyone want to hurt such a lovely, outstanding boy?

Why would anyone want to hurt such a great and sincere hero?

(...Okay, I admit that I said so much just to cover up the lack of words today, even more hehehehehehehe)

(And I heard that you want your brother-in-law to do something? Huh? Crazy hint.jpg)

PS Thanks to Jinjiuge, 23333333, Rurutia, Demi, Indulgence, Landmines of Judgment Moon~ and Mirror Chen’s grenades~

And thanks to Jingchen, Sunny, Yun Yiya, Jinjiuge, Cup, Youbandit, Weitongjun, Liangzhizi, Xiaoqiu and Qianjin for the nutrient solution~

Then today I will give you a super invincible and fresh big kiss (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～