hero guardian

When Ayanokōji was woken up by continuous knocks on the door, the alarm clock on the bed jumped to the five o'clock position with a 'click'.The sleepy, delirious black-haired girl struggled to get out of bed, rubbed her face and opened the door——

The young hero in a vest and shorts was standing at the door, raising his right hand with crackling sparks with a sullen face.

Ayanokouji was so frightened that he immediately slammed the door panel shut.

After a long while, the girl's brain was completely awakened by the brutal knock on the door again.

"Mr. Bakugo, you are so scary," Ayanokōji complained and opened the door, "It's your office after all, so treat it a little more gently?"

The man was tired of hearing this kind of trivial complaints a few months ago, so he ignored them without guilt at this time: "Hurry up and change your clothes."

Ling Xiaolu blinked blankly: "Huh? Where are you going? Is it Mrs. Mitsuki? It's too early, isn't it?"

"Kageyama got into a fight with that pink hair, and now the matter is over," Bakugo explained simply, "Eraser informed me to go to Xiongying to deal with this matter, and I will throw you to the stinky old woman first."

"Fenmao...Mr. Saiki?!" Ayanokōji turned pale with shock, "He and Kageyama? How is that possible? Isn't Mr. Saiki supposed to arrive at the garrison this morning? Why did you fight?" And he lives near Xiongying They haven't felt it yet!

That was the collision between the garrison hero Saiki Kusuo and the quasi-garrison hero Kageyama Shigeo!

"How did I know?!" Bao Hao clicked his tongue lowly, and withdrew his hand on the door frame, "I said you should change your clothes quickly! You have to go!"

Ayanokōji hurriedly opened the whole door, and grabbed the label on the owner's black vest: "Please let me go with you!" If things got serious, it would be the observation accident at the observation deck and the teaching accident of Xiongying!

"What's the use of you going!" Bakugo tore off the girl's paws in disgust, "Occasionally, you need to grow your brains! I can still give you time to change clothes, which means it's not a big deal! You fucking do your own thing That's it!"

……really.

Ayanokōji let go of his hand and calmed down for a while, thinking that he was concerned, and he was in a mess: If things really got serious, Kageyama boy would not say anything, Mr. Saiki, who is an adult, would also take the initiative to contact himself who lives nearby.

The young hero looked at Ayanokōji who suddenly fell silent, stretched out his hand and rubbed her messy head just getting up, and heaved a sigh of relief: "You go and change your clothes——Since I have passed, I won't let that one go again." Something's going on."

Yingshan and that pink hair are really unreliable, you should believe what this uncle says, right?

I... am I appeased?Ling Xiaolu raised his hand to follow the bangs in a daze, looked up at the young hero who restrained himself from turning away despite all kinds of irritability, and smiled: "Okay."

Different from the well-prepared previous visit, the office that just welcomed homeowners and overtime tenants back from business trips was extremely short of supplies. Even if Ayanokōji thought he was skilled, he couldn't find any exquisite New Year gifts.

"Thank you for the tangerines from Yanzi." Ayanokōji divided half of the tangerines that Yanzi sent some time ago, and bagged them separately. "It's a formal New Year's gift. I'd better give it to my uncles and aunts later."

Standing in the entrance, Bakugo had already changed his shoes, and while putting on his coat, he urged: "Are you alright? Don't whine!"

"Immediately, immediately," Ayanokouji hurriedly ran over with the canvas bag containing his belongings, "Please wait for me a little longer—the zipper of this boot is a bit stuck."

The girl squatted in the entrance to zip up the zipper, and pointed to the mandarins on the shoe cabinet: "If Mr. Baohao doesn't mind, please help me get some mandarins. I heard from Yanzi that they are very delicious."

Yanzi?Bang Yanzi?Is it the red-haired sister who is half asshole?Bao Hao thought of the little girl who stood in front of the flower shop with a face of horror, trembling all the way, and trying to support the calm persona.

"Let's go!" Ayanokōji roughly buttoned up the buttons of the thick wool coat, and pulled off the scarf hanging on the hanger, "Mr. Bakugo, is there still time? If it is impossible, I can go there by myself!"

The young hero frowned and looked around Ayanokoji, pulled the scarf in her hand angrily, and wrapped it around the little girl's neck in a rough way: "I said it was too late——what do you look like when you go out like this?!"

The explosive straight male scarf almost forcibly wrapped half of Ayanokouji's face into the scarf.

The black-haired girl stretched out her hands and pulled twice, barely saving her nose from the thick needle scarf, and said with a smile, "Okay——thank you, Mr. Baohao, let's go."

The streets in the early morning at the end of the year are already very quiet, let alone the streets near Xiongying High School, which is fully on holiday.Bakugo locked the door of the office, turned around, and saw the black-haired girl wrapped in beige wool with a red nose and smiled.

What are you smirking every day, this guy.

Bakugo's expression softened almost invisibly.The man walked over to pick up the bag of tangerines, grabbed Ayanokouji's wrist, and snorted softly, "You're so stupid."

The black-haired girl followed Bao Hao's strength, turned around and followed, raised her hand and raised the scarf a little bit, until she wished her whole face could be buried in the thick needle wool, then she said dully: "...can I Take Mr. Bakugo's hand."

"Huh?" Bakugo frowned and turned around, and raised the girl's wrist in a gesture--Isn't I already holding you?What else do you want?

Lingxiaolu pulled his wrist out, tremblingly grasped the man's broad palm with his backhand, buried his face and moaned, "It's just like that..."

The young hero looked at the girl's limp fingers hooked on his wrist, was startled for a moment, and then hooked the corners of his mouth with a bit of fun and sarcasm.

cut.An ugly woman with a heart but no guts.Bakugo snorted and laughed.

Then, like a professor of hand-to-hand combat, the man simply and neatly demonstrated how to correctly track down the opponent with his backhand; finally, he softened his movements carefully, stretched the girl's slender fingers lightly, and pressed them tightly.

"Let's go." The young hero dragged his girlfriend who was completely dumbfounded, and strode down the steps of the office.

Probably because of his personality, the man's palms were very wide and rough, and the scars and calluses that had been worn out slightly scratched Ayanokouji's tender palms as the two walked.

The bony fingers clasped the girl's fingers warmly, as if firmly protecting and imprisoning the fragile and petite guy in the palm.

"... Katsuki-kun, your hands are too big, I think I can't hold them."

"Shut up idiot, your hands are too small."

When the two arrived at the mansion, the sun had just broken through the night, and the cold morning gradually warmed up.Bakugou slid the bag over his forearm and retrieved a bunch of keys from his coat pocket.

Ayanokōji kept interlocking his fingers with the young hero all the way, and obediently waited beside him.

The man lowered his eyes and found the key to the door of the house. When he wanted to open the door naturally, he suddenly paused.The black-haired girl who didn't see any movement after waiting for a while tilted her head and asked softly, "What's wrong?" Didn't bring the key?

Bakugo raised an eyebrow.The man casually put away the keys in his hand, dropped the bag on his forearm, turned around, and easily grabbed Ayanokouji's scarf: "Come here."

This, this time is definitely not my illusion!Absolutely not!

Ayanokouji immediately refused righteously: "Mr. Bakugo, I think that doing too intimate things in public is actually an offense to personal privacy..."

"What a ghost in the crowd!" Bakugo directly turned the girl's neck out of the scarf, pinched her chin skillfully, pulled the corners of his mouth viciously and lowered his head, "I have to work overtime!"

But it makes you so proud!I worked overtime for more than three days!

Ling Xiaolu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I want to call workplace harassment. Harassment, Mr. Bohao!"

Before the young hero yelled 'Shut up ugly woman', a familiar voice sounded from behind the two of them: "Eh? Isn't this Katsuki? Why are you here so early today... Ah, Rie is here too."

Bakugo's father, who got up to exercise in the morning, came over with a towel around his neck, "Your mother must be very happy——Where is that little boy named Shigeo Kageyama? Has he come home?"

Ayanokōji quietly pushed Bakugo who was standing in front of him, and replied with a cute smile: "Kageyama-kun was detained in school because of some things, and Mr. Bakugo is going to pick him up."

"Then you go quickly," Baohao's father immediately started chasing the only son unconsciously, "Although Guangji probably hasn't woken up yet, it's okay for Dad to entertain Rie."

Ayanokōji looked up at Bakugo with a smile, and secretly withdrew his hands through the cover of their coats.

The young hero slapped Ayanokōji on the head angrily, said "I'm leaving" and left in a hurry.

Ayanokouji, who was thrown down by anger, couldn't help laughing.

The girl picked up the cruelly abandoned tangerine while suppressing a smile, and said softly to the confused Baohao's father: "Good morning Uncle Baohao, I will disturb you today."

Not to mention the warm welcome received by Ayanokouji who exploded the mansion, on the other side, Shigeo Kageyama, who was locked in the office, finally got a temporary guardian who came belatedly.

As for the fight between Yingshan and Qi Mu, it was a disaster without reason.

The well-behaved, sensible and motivated young man from Kageyama strictly complied with the requirements of the intern instructor even if he was sleeping out, and worked hard to get up early to exercise; while the well-behaved, sensible, low-key and quiet Kusuo Saiki also got up early in the morning very cooperatively, and sat down to observe honestly The special car is ready to return to the station.

It may be that the two students taught by Saiki Kusuo have the same personality as Kageyama, or it may be that Kageyama, who is a prospective garrison hero, and the current garrison hero have a sympathy for each other——Saiki Kusuo’s special car passed by the outer wall of Xiongying, Kageyama happened to be running laps on the playground, and the two who were separated by a wall suddenly resonated.

Such a passing by, directly ignited the leaked personalities of the two, and knocked down half the wall of Xiongying High School.

Then there was the Kageyama boy who was under the shadow of the crime, and Saiki Kusuo, who pursued a low profile. The first thing they thought of was to quickly restore the fence, and then everyone pretended that nothing happened-then they turned their personalities on each other head-on.

When Bakugo arrived at Xiongying, Saiki Kusuo had already repaired the fence and left by car.

Because the personalities of the two people are not completely irreversible, so this kind of small accident of personal collision with the car was not suspended by the hero school, and Aizawa informed Bakugo that it was just going through the process and leading the people.

"Eh? Does it resonate with Saiki-san's personality?"

After finishing dinner, Ayanokōji huddled in the warm kotatsu with Mitsuki and Kageyama, and paused when he heard the words peeling the tangerines, "This kind of example is really rare. However, Mr. Saiki's Individuality is the 'rule', and Kageyama's individuality is the 'field'—there's a certain degree of similarity.”

Kageyama was holding the nut plate stuffed by Mrs. Mitsuki, nestled like a little hamster next to Ling Xiaolu, and asked, "What kind of personality is that Mr. Saiki?"

"Although the personalities of most of the garrison heroes are top-secret, Mr. Saiki can tell you about it," Ayanokōji divided the peeled tangerine into two, and distributed them to Mrs. Mitsuki and Kageyama who were sleeping together in the kotatsu.

"Simply put, Mr. Saiki's personality 'rules' can change some realities within limits.

"For example, my physical fitness was originally very weak, but Mr. Saiki used his personality to say to me 'Ayanokōji Rie can crush boulders in the chest', then there is a certain possibility that I can really do the boulder crushing in the chest Something that 'couldn't have been done'."

"Wow!" Mrs. Guangji sighed, "This ability is simply cheating!"

"That's right, so Mr. Saiki's personality is very limited," Ayanokōji peeled another tangerine, turned around with a smile and gave half to the young hero sitting on the sofa.

"However, this kind of restriction can't even be clearly explained by himself-so his personality can only be regarded as a half-secret."

Mrs. Guangji laughed: "Then I'm the one who knows the secret now, it's so scary."

"Yes, yes," the black-haired girl in a black turtleneck turned around and joked, "Aunt Guangji, please be careful, don't leak the secrets, the observation deck will make regular visits."

Several people looked at each other and laughed together.

Bakugo's father, who was assigned to wash the dishes, dried his wet hands and sat down beside his wife: "Is Rie going to watch the new year at our house? Don't you young people like to visit temples?"

If you go to the temple to worship this year, you will definitely be caught by Xiaoyu Yanzi and the others asking non-stop.

Ayanokōji's smile remained unchanged: "I won't go this year—I'm also very happy to watch the New Year with my uncle and aunt."

Mrs. Mitsuji put her hands together and clapped her hands violently: "Okay—it's decided! Rie and Katsuki go to the temple to pay homage! Kageyama-kun is a child, so go to bed early! Dad and I are at home to watch the new year!"

The kid Kageyama-kun was at a loss: "Huh?"

"It's too cold outside, I always feel that it will freeze when I go out." Ayanokōji clearly expressed his reluctance to part with the kotatsu, "It's also good to watch the year by the side of the kotatsu together..." It's very good, and there are tangerine nuts and rice wine , It's so flattering.

The only son of the Baohao family who was sitting on the sofa in a maverick manner suddenly stretched out his hand and picked up the back collar of the girl's sweater. He said simply and concisely: "Get up and put on your coat, let's go." After speaking, he also stood up.

Ayanokouji: "? Wait, wait?" Honor, respect my opinion, you mother and son!

No matter how tactfully Miss Observer resisted and refused, she was still shouted by the enthusiastic and cheerful hostess, "We must pray together for our sake!" ' and threw it out.

Ayanokōji looked up helplessly at the night sky where the snow was beginning to fall, sighed "ah, it's over", and silently followed Bakugo who was walking in front.

The young hero glanced at Ayanokouji who was following behind with a bitter expression, grabbed her paw and put it in his pocket.

There were still mobile phones and coins in the pocket of the down jacket, and the cold touch occasionally passed over Ayanokouji's wrist and back of his hand, forming a sharp contrast with the hot palm holding him.

Well, it's actually not that bad.

Ling Xiaolu pursed his lips and smiled, and asked softly: "Will Mr. Bakugo come to pay New Year's visits before? With uncles and aunts?"

"Ah, yes," Bakugo lowered his eyes and looked at her, "When I was young, I was forced by the old woman to insist that Izuku and that guy from Midoriya wear ridiculous clothes and hold hands to worship together—it's completely evil taste."

Ayanokōji couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Bakugo and Mr. DEKU..."

The little boy with thorny hair and character, and the introverted boy with green seaweed-like curly hair are holding hands and worshiping. It sounds cute.

Baohao sneered coldly: "You are laughing fart."

As the two got closer to the temple, more people came and went.Ayanokōji followed closely behind the young hero, and said with a light smile, "I think the little Mr. Bakugo should be cute."

"Of course." Baohao is very used to it, and he can even boast, "I have the best personality and strength in the world. In terms of cuteness, I was definitely the best in the world when I was a child. There is no doubt about that, right?"

Well, well, I was wrong...it's cute now too.

Ayanokouji regretfully did not answer, but looked at Bakugo with a smile.

There are a lot of people who come to watch the New Year’s Eve tonight, most of them are energetic students, there are also some young lovers and couples holding hands, and occasionally older couples stand side by side under the eaves and talk softly.

After the two waited in line for a long time and finally rang the bell to make a wish, it was almost midnight.

The young hero found a passable tree in a place where there were not too many people, put the little girl in his hand under it, and said fiercely: "Stay here and don't move, I'll go get the distribution." Rice wine." The guy's hands were almost frozen.

The dark-haired girl nodded obediently.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, the two of them didn't meet any acquaintances along the way, so they avoided the three interrogations that Ayanokoji had expected.Miss Observer, who was clearly arranged, rubbed her hands, and looked up boredly at the white snow on the branches.

In the quiet and gentle night of the first snow, holding hands with the person you love and visiting the shrine—when Rie forgot all the difficult past and lived happily in Ayanokouji's house, she also had such a girlish fantasy.

After five years of being forced to move forward by reality, I actually have relatives and friends who can laugh and joke and say "Welcome back" with a smile, have a home to go back to, and have a lover who loves each other——Ayanokoji just thinks , life is perfect as in a dream.

Bakugo, who went back and forth, handed the paper cup filled with warm rice wine to Ayanokōji, casually raised his hand to taste his own portion, and then frowned in disgust.

Ayanokōji laughed out of the young hero's overly obvious dislike: "This rice wine must have been diluted. If Mr. Bakugo doesn't dislike it, I can go back to the office and make some for you to taste."

The girl's smile was extraordinarily gentle in the snowy light, and the dim yellow lights of the temple slanted from Bakugo's shoulders on her soft cheeks, softening the white mist from Ayanokouji's breathing along the way.

The young hero caught off guard and took back the paper cup in Ayanokouji's hand, bent down quickly, followed by a kissing movement, and gently sucked Ayanokouji's lower lip.

The fireworks on the first day sounded from behind Ayanokoji at the right time, lighting up the faint smile on the man's face.

Bakugo seemed to open his mouth to say something, but it was completely covered up by the roar of fireworks and the cheers of the crowd.

The black-haired girl slowly showed an extremely tender smile, paused every word, and then covered up by the roar of fireworks, said softly:

"Happy New Year - I love you, bang hao wins."

The author has something to say: Bohao actually said: Idiot, the false eyelashes fell off (indifference.jpg)

Just kidding, kidding, hahahaha, next chapter my brother-in-law goes online to do things

Brother Diao should be the last episode, the guardian is really coming to an end, everyone, please watch and cherish it

Are you happy with the five thousand four thousand updates these days?Are you happy?

Starting tomorrow, I will be that 2000+ Pei Situ again (ruthless killer.jpg)

In addition, next Saturday at 05:30 pm, everyone is mentally prepared for a burst of crying (Mother Laugh.jpg)

PS Thanks to 23333333, Demi, and the mines of Judgment Moon~~~~(づ￣3￣)づ╭?～

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