Handbook of Heroes and Heroes in Love [Comprehensive]

In the beginning, it was nothing out of the ordinary.

He didn't look for her, and the girl didn't dare to step out of the door.

If he didn't go back, she would rather starve herself to death than communicate with others.

Completely attached to him, completely controlled by him...

To her, he was like a savior.

But it's all a conspiracy, starting with her voice.

Boil the frog in warm water, and when he reacts, he realizes that he is fully cooked.

One year, two years, three years...

Every day, she groped his bottom line in a "premeditated" way, scratched along the edge little by little, and then accumulated over time...

He was scratched into a sieve.

The housekeeper who had witnessed the evolution of their relationship said when he complained unwillingly, 【Well... it's actually not bad, at least now, young master, you don't always play games with your hands. 】

And he couldn't say [How is it possible, the game is much more fun than her].

The rope that tied the dog was wrapped around his neck.

No matter how I think about it, I am not reconciled.

He just wants to have an obedient pet, not...

【What about letting me raise a dog?If dogs all over the world rode on their owners in a few years like you, they would have become endangered species long ago. 】While he was dissatisfied, he squeezed the ankle wrapped in his palm as if to vent his anger, but this strength seemed to be more afraid of the person sitting on the shoulder accidentally falling down.

The two young and ignorant children will not have daydreams because of this kind of intimate contact at this time.

At this time, he was forced to be caught in the crowded crowd, and the girl who had not yet grown up was held up on his shoulders due to height restrictions. Only in this way could she watch the amusement park performance through the dark crowd.

And this was so embarrassing that even the housekeeper who had grown up with him would feel dumbfounded when he saw it, it was just because of the girl's wet eyes.

The hair was pulled lightly, the girl turned a deaf ear to his complaints, and her joyful voice was very clear even in the crowd, 【Bai Lan!go right!Hurry up!I'm going to see that show! 】

【... Are you listening to me? ] He turned and walked in the direction she indicated.

【……Oh. 】

The girl cupped his cheeks unexpectedly, and looked down at him. The blue sky and the dazzling sunlight were replaced by the girl's delicate face, which was then magnified infinitely.

There was a soft, soothing touch on her forehead - she dropped a kiss there, like a reward for an obedient child.

Those emerald eyes were full of stars, and she said with a smile, 【Woof, Wang, Master Bai Lan, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to walk the dog, thank you for your hard work! 】

【…You better hope you don't get seen. ] He muttered.

……

The uniform on the white-haired man has an inexplicable sense of ceremony, but it seems to be lit by the afterglow of the setting sun, making him look like he is bathed in the fire, burning with life, and the inverted crown tattoo under his left eye seems to be dyed red.

Hearing his name, he glanced at Kawasaki by the door, then tilted his head to look at the several people in the living room with strong aggressive intentions, and finally his eyes fell on the milk-blonde boy beside the girl, blinking blankly, "Uh... the Japanese police told me you were the only one."

He didn't seem to be quite sure about the situation at this time, he slightly bent his right index finger on his shoulder, and gave the boy a virtual nod, "The wound on your arm has just been bandaged, so I guess... isn't this a situation of being held hostage? "

Bakugo Katsuki followed his gaze to the medicine box on the glass coffee table, and... that abrupt white mask.

The white-haired man paused for a moment, and the doubts between his eyebrows became more intense, "Here are the people with Paradise?"

As he spoke, those violet eyes fixed on the girl in black robe unhurriedly, as if she had confirmed her identity from the black cloak that was incompatible with others.

"……It's you?"

The moment their eyes collided, Yayoi Hanano felt her heart beating out of balance for a moment.

This strange feeling came so unexpectedly that she didn't pay attention to what he was saying for a moment.

She stared blankly at him, following the contours of his facial features, every inch of the ups and downs had a strange and inexplicable sense of familiarity, she didn't even realize what she was doing.

The tip of his tongue lightly brushed the back of the teeth, and he looked at her without blinking, manipulating every nerve in his face so that they would not show flaws and abnormalities at this time.

talk to me.

I haven't heard your voice for... a long, long time.

Just talk to me, anything is fine.

"But... at your age, you should be studying in school, right? Is it too dangerous to come to this kind of place?" He heard himself say in a curious tone.

The girl came back to her senses, the extremely brief strangeness did not attract the attention of others - they were all wary of this uninvited guest.

But no one knew, he noticed, and even the soul, hidden under the skin, was ecstatic about it.

New body, new identity, she doesn't remember anything.

Everything in the past only exists in his memory and is only related to him.

Slow down...don't scare her.

There needs to be a new starting point between them that will not cause any hindrance in the future.

He didn't stay on guard because she was in the paradise, but looked at her with a curious look, and the arc of the corner of his mouth made him look non-aggressive.

Her ears were catching her voice, and every syllable was kissing his eardrum.

It penetrated into the nerve veins, washed the blood all over the body, and gradually revived the ashes-like memory.

Every frame is so painful that he almost wants to groan with satisfaction.

Got you.

Finally I find you.

"...It's not very dangerous." After finishing speaking, the girl bit her lip lightly, and when she let go, the blood color condensed again, and there was a light gleam.

It seemed that even I felt that it was not appropriate to use this sentence to describe the paradise, but it would appear that she was unscrupulous in the paradise, and the pair of green eyes full of vitality gave him a careful look.

He blinked in surprise, and after pondering for a few seconds, "Maybe it's because...you are stronger than them, so the danger can't get close to you."

The girl didn't want to discuss too much about the paradise with an unfamiliar professional hero, so she vaguely covered the subject, "Just now All Might told us that there will be a professional hero coming, isn't it you?"

"Well," he nodded slightly, and then put down the hands on his shoulders, then took out the hero license from his pocket, and turned it towards the girl.

"I'm Bran Jesso."

The name on the tip of his tongue was carefully pushed out of his lips, melted into the air, and passed to the girl in front of him in a gesture of worship.

***

"Hmm... your personality is 'space'?"

Bai Lan lowered his head and stuffed the hero's license back into his pocket, in order to cover up his slightly stagnant breathing because the girl looked away.

He warned himself over and over again—don't worry.

When she raised her eyes, Bai Lan looked at the man sitting on the sofa - the equal-armed cross was looming under the black hair, and the deep black eyes were fixed on him without blinking.

Kuroro had a smile on his face, and the "thief's ultimate intent" in his hand had been released as early as when he was talking to the girl, but his body leaned forward slightly, with his elbows resting on his knees—maintaining a posture ready to attack at any time, " If it just means that it can be teleported to various places, isn’t it a bit inaccurate?”

"Hmm... the name sounds a bit strange, but if it's used for teleportation, it's only for personal use." He explained helplessly, "There are other reasons why the Personality Testing Section chose this name."

Hearing this, Yayoi Hanano was a little disappointed and didn't pay attention to the last sentence.

"What, I was so happy for nothing, I thought you took us out of here." Osamu Dazai lowered the corners of his eyes in disappointment.

Zhong Yuanzhong glanced at him without any trace, and then at the spider, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Uh..." Bai Lan scratched her face in embarrassment, a slight blush appeared on her cheeks, "Because the police said that as long as I follow Baohao..."

He paused suddenly, as if bewildered, "Wait, who are you?"

Osamu Dazai let out a soft sigh, and lazily collapsed on the sofa. When he tilted his head to look at him, his eyes were clear and bright. He gave the other party an unusually bright smile, "I don't really want to tell you."

His gaze finally moved away from the white-haired man, and Kuroro turned to look at the girl, trying to catch a trace of strangeness from her expression.

But there was nothing, she just stood where she was, still feeling lost that she couldn't leave here.

"That...excuse me."

Kawasaki attracted everyone's attention as soon as he made a sound. He should try to minimize his presence, but there was no way. No. 1 didn't get a response after waiting for a long time. He had been chattering anxiously for a long time.

"Uh... I'm Kawasaki. All Might wants to communicate with you about something." Kawasaki took the chance to intervene and said to the white-haired man, "You can use me as a phone call."

Bai Lan was stunned for a moment, and after a while she understood, "Is it because of this girl?"

Kawasaki saw him look around at the three men who were obviously out of place, as if he was a little reserved because he was not sure of their identities, "Come outside with me, I just want to ask All Might about something."

Kawasaki hurriedly followed him out of the house, and heard him muttering to himself, "Well...it's a bit troublesome."

He nodded approvingly.

Yes, yes, getting along with these people is really troublesome, and if you are not careful, you will lose your head.

Almost at the same time as the door closed, Kuroro asked concisely, "Have you seen him?" 』

Yayoi Hanano was taken aback, "No, what's wrong? 』

"Think about it carefully," Kuroro patiently helped her sort out her memory, "A chance encounter at the corner of the street, or is there any accident that made you meet a professional hero like him, or..."

He paused, and under the girl's increasingly suspicious gaze, he added leisurely, "Or in Paradise. 』

Yayoi Hanano searched her memory following his guidance, "I'm sure not. 』

"Have you ever been to Italy?" Osamu Dazai's voice was seamlessly connected with the language of the other world, as if he knew what they were discussing.

He looked at the girl, "That person is Italian."

Yayoi Hanano shook her head faster, "How is it possible, I have never left Japan."

But... In Ah Wu's world, I have been to Italy, but how could I see him there?

He is a professional hero in this world.

The two didn't speak again, as if they were stuck at a certain key point, vaguely aware that something was wrong, but they couldn't clear the fog.

"Is there something wrong?"

As soon as the words came out, Yayoi Hanano immediately got the eyes of the two who seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

It was like looking at a certain elk that was once again locked by a fierce beast.

And it doesn't care if it gets eaten.

From beginning to end, the most important thing to her is...

"Do you want his abilities?" Kuroro asked.

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