The Hero Academy in My Mind

The black night is illuminated by neon lights, and a noodle stall that is only open at night is steaming. The fragrant smell attracts night returnees and enemies who have not had enough to eat. This shop can be regarded as a weird one. .

"Boss, bring me a pot of sake and a bowl of noodles." A man in a black coat opened the noodle stall (it's a red cloth hanging on the edge of the noodle stall. I don't know what it is called. Anyone who knows can tell me. oh.)

"Okay, a pot of sake and a bowl of noodles." The boss responded in a low voice, without slowing down the movement of his hands. The man in the black coat put his hat on the table and let out a breath of cold air.

"Pffff~ It's really cold here. You're right, boss."

"Well, I really envy you young people. You dare to come out and make trouble in the cold weather. Unlike me, I have to stay next to this boiler to survive. Hahaha, your sake." A pot of sake and a The cup was placed in front of the man in the black coat.

"Young man? Phew! It's a rare title." He poured himself a glass of sake without thinking, and when the sake went into his throat, a small flame popped up with a 'pop' sound, and was quickly suppressed by the cold air.

"Tsk, I don't feel anything at all." Putting down the cup, the man in a black coat tutted quietly, waiting for the boss's face.

"Ah, ah, ah? There is actually a noodle shop here. I'm so lucky. I happen to be 'hungry', boss! Let's have a bowl of noodles!" The cloth was not pulled, and a boy wearing a junior high school uniform walked in. He was also carrying a headless corpse in his hand. It seemed that the unlucky guy had not been dead for long. The arteries in his neck were still spurting blood. The boy's fair face was stained with some dark red blood.

"Gulu." The man in the black coat's left hand, which was originally on his thigh, quickly moved behind his back and held the handle of the gun in his hand.

"Remember to wash your hands. Disheveled people are not welcome here. Don't bring dirty things in."

"Hey, hey~" The boy in junior high school uniform responded perfunctorily and took the body out of the noodle stall. The owner of the noodle stall pushed the noodle in front of the man.

The man in a black coat picked up the chopsticks and took a sip of noodles, then raised his head as if waiting for something.

"What? Isn't it delicious?"

"No, it tastes very good..."

"Tap, tap, tap, boss! Here's a bowl of noodles!" A thousand-yuan banknote stained with red blood was placed on the table. The junior high school boy holding the banknote had a fair face and a few stars on his face. The pockmarks were a bit conspicuous under the warm yellow light. The man in the black coat sniffed his nose. He smelled the smell of blood and it looked like his hands were not clean.

"Okay, a bowl of noodles. Why don't you go home so late?"

"If you don't want to go back, why don't you go home at night? The most important thing is to have fun!" The boy in junior high school uniform patted the table and said with a hint of boredom.

‘The tone is weird and the noodles have no flavor. ’ The man in a black coat put down his chopsticks, picked up the sake, and poured himself another glass.

"Gulu gulu..." The hot soup was steaming. The boss slowly put the dough into the colander, and the noodles in the colander were boiled by the hot soup.

"Gulu, Hiccup~ Why is there a noodle stall here? Gulu~"

"The two of us, let's have another drink here~ Ha, hiccup~ We're almost home anyway."

"I agree~ Hiccup, ha~ Boss, bring two bottles of sake~ The strongest kind, hiccup~" Two office workers wearing weird-style ties lifted their scarves and walked in, smelling of alcohol all over their bodies. The man in the black coat frowned slightly.

"Okay, two bottles of sake, little friend, your noodles."

"Arigado." The junior high school boy clasped his hands and thanked him, then took out a small bottle with red liquid from his pocket, uncorked the bottle, and poured the red liquid into the noodle soup.

‘If I’m not wrong, that liquid should be blood. It smells very strong. Did you just get it? ’

"Gudonggudonggudong~" The smell of blood aroused the appetite of the junior high school boy. He sniffed and started to slurp the noodles with a pair of chopsticks.

"Hey! Where's the sake?! Why aren't you here! Do you think we can't pay for it?! Bang!" Three thousand-yuan bills were slapped on the desk.

"Hurry up and serve the wine!! Hiccup~"

"Come, come, you two, please use your wine slowly." Two pots of sake were brought up, followed by two glasses.

"This time we won't come back until we're drunk, come and drink!"

"drink!"

"Suck, suck, suck, suck~ Gulu~ It's delicious. Boss, what kind of soup base did you use?" After finishing the noodles in one go, he took a big mouthful of stomach-warming hot soup. The man in a black coat kept talking to him. The boss started chatting.

"It's nothing, it's just made of beef and mutton bones and some old ingredients."

"Snoring, snoring, snoring~ I can only taste the salty taste, and the taste is just like that." The boy who was born in junior high school also took a sip of the hot soup, and the bright red blood entered his throat, and the salty taste occupied the entire mouth.

"What you eat is really delicious. No one else dares to use blood as seasoning." The boss wiped his hands with a cloth and looked at this junior high school boy who shouldn't be here at all.

"At least I don't dare."

"Boss, sometimes you have to think divergently, otherwise you won't be able to do it for a long time..."

"Thank you for your concern. Go back to bed early. We have classes tomorrow." The boss reached out and touched the hair of the junior high school boy. He didn't feel anything at all. No, or rather, it felt like this child had no hair at all. The boss' back felt a little cold.

"It's still early, and... I haven't had enough fun yet." The boy showed a sunny smile, then drank the last mouthful of red soup, put down the bowl, and walked out of the noodle stall.

"Then I can only wish you a good time." The boss shouted at the boy's back, and the boy waved his right hand and walked away.

"Wow, are the little brats now so characterful?" The man in the black coat said, holding a small cup and drinking the sake in the cup in one gulp. He slapped two thousand-yuan bills and left the noodle stall.

"The future belongs to these children, and we old people have no choice but to support them in this way." The boss whispered while taking back the two empty bowls.

The night continued, and the killing and fighting never stopped.

"Burp~ I'm a little full after eating. I really need to exercise. Salty taste, um... I like it, but I still want to eat sweet." Red Eyes touched his belly that was completely motionless, stretched his body, took out a black communicator from his pocket, and turned on the switch.

"Beep~Puchi~ This is BC1132, rushing to the scene of the crime now."

"There is a [personality] wounding incident happening at the Fifth Branch Office. Police and heroes nearby please rescue quickly."

"BC1124 received, BC1143 received."

"This is the White Pigeon Man, received."

"This is the Silent Lady, we have arrived at the designated location."

"Lulululul~ It looks like there will be fun, the Fifth Branch Office, right? Wait for me, you must wait for me." Red Eyes licked his finger, and a big black hole appeared in the air. Red Eyes sucked his finger while walking into the hole.

'The night is still long, there are still many things to do, enemies, don't let me down. '