fall in love with a hero

Since entering junior high school, Mizumi Yumekawa can clearly feel the change of Bakugo Katsuki, just like a small charmander has evolved into a fire-breathing dragon. Not only has his temper become more irritable, but he doesn't know where he brought the inexplicable Oral addiction.

"Go away, I don't understand such a simple topic?" Bakugo Katsuki patted the desk and shouted dissatisfied.

"...Lao Tzu?" Shuijian Mengchuan looked at him in surprise, "You actually want to be my father?"

"Me!" Bakugo Katsuki choked with anger.

If it was someone else, maybe he would really reply "I am your father", but to her...Damn it, how can he say "father"!

"I, I know this topic myself! I don't need you, an idiot, to teach me!" He glared at her angrily.Take back your notebook.

"But, you really can't..." Mizumi Yumekawa said faintly, "I'm an idiot, so what are you? A big idiot?"

"Damn! Shut up if you can't speak!" Bakugo Katsuki moved the stool aside in anger, determined not to look at her again.

Oh yo yo, what a childish ghost.

Shuijian Mengchuan saw him writing on the draft paper with a serious face, and stopped teasing him.

On a rare rest day, the two meet at Baohao's home to help with homework, parentheses, and help Baohao with tutoring.Of course, an Afro wouldn't admit that.

The scorching sun outside the window scorched the ground, and the golden sunlight shone in from outside the window. There was no need to turn on the lights in the bright room.

Shuijian Mengchuan picked up the watermelon juice that Bao Haoguang had prepared next to him, and drank it in small sips.

"Stupid, hey, what about this question..." Bakugo Katsumi turned around, still twirling a pencil in his hand.

thump—

His elbow just hit her arm, Shuijian Mengchuan loosened his fingers, and the cup immediately fell, and more than half of the watermelon juice inside spilled out, almost all on her clothes, especially the neckline and sleeves .

Mizumi Yumekawa looked at him with sad eyes.

"I, I, I didn't do it on purpose! Who knew you were so stupid! You can't even hold a water glass!" Bakugo Katsuki's tone was a little flustered, and he took out several pieces of paper in a row, wanting to wipe her Clean watermelon juice.

"Okay, it's okay, just go back and wash it." Shuijian Mengchuan turned his body sideways, avoiding his hands.

Bakugo Katsuki's hands are not serious, just wiped it a few times, the watermelon juice was not wiped off, but it hurt the small piece of skin.

She lowered her head and rubbed herself.

Bakugo Katsuki was attracted by her movements, and couldn't help but look at her slightly flushed skin.Her skin was already fair and tender, but the red marks were very obvious, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

Bakugo Katsuki turned his head quickly, his eyes seemed to be scalded.

Shuijian Mengchuan didn't realize it, and pulled the clothes full of watermelon juice, suddenly a flash of inspiration: "Watermelon juice is also a liquid, I wonder if I can control it?"

Bakugo Katsuki didn't hear what she said at all, and could only nod indiscriminately in response.

Shuijian Mengchuan lowered his eyelids, restrained his mind, and tried his best to sense the liquid that wet his clothes.

Logically speaking, clear water is the best to control, but she is always with Bakugo Katsuki, and she is more familiar with more viscous liquids such as sweat and glycerin.In addition, she has not done the test of evaporating the liquid, so she is a little too cautious.

After a few minutes, she gave up.

"It's so difficult. Let me control it. It's better to let the watermelon juice evaporate quickly." Shuijian Mengchuan complained in a low voice.

Suddenly, her eyes went dark, and a cloth pocket covered her tightly.

"Huh??" Shuijian Mengchuan was stunned, pulled the cloth, and found that the cloth should be a thin quilt?

"You idiot! Can't you take a good look at yourself?!" Bakugo Katsuki's angry voice came, followed by the sound of going downstairs.

Shuijian Mengchuan lifted the thin quilt and lowered his head blankly.

The watermelon juice has completely soaked her fabric, and the light yellow T-shirt sticks to her body, and the outline of the body can be clearly seen, as well as the traces of the innermost little dress.

"Hey hey hey!!" It was the first time that Mizumi Mengchuan had such a big embarrassment, his cheeks flushed immediately, and he wrapped himself tightly in the thin quilt.

The quilt should have been exposed to the sun not long ago, and the smell of the sun was very strong, which weakened the breath of the boy after sleeping.

"Huh? What did you do again? Don't bully Xiaomeng!" Bao Haoguangji's voice came from downstairs.

"What do you mean I bullied her again!" Katsuki Bakugo yelled loudly, and he couldn't hear clearly after that, it should be adding something in a low voice.

"...Okay, I see. Let's go, let's go outside and play for a while." Bao Haoguang kicked his son out unceremoniously.

When Bao Haoguang walked into the room and locked the door carefully, what he saw was an "ostrich" huddled under the quilt, as if there was a sign "I am autistic" hung in bold capital letters.

She suppressed her smile, and pretended to open a box under Katsuki Bakugo's wardrobe naturally.

"Xiaomeng, I heard from Katsuki that you slapped watermelon juice on your body, do you want to wash it?" She asked, pointing to a small cubicle that came with the room, "In Katsuki's room there is There is a bathroom, and I will find clothes for you."

"Ostrich" moved, and lifted its head out of the "sand": "Then, thank you, Auntie Baohao."

After taking a shower and changing into new clothes, I did feel better.

"Well, is this dress also from Bakugo?" Mizumi Yumekawa tugged at the sweatshirt and said shyly, "I'll wash it when I go back and send it over."

"No, it's just a piece of clothing, just don't think it's what that brat wore." Baohao Guangji waved his hand without paying attention, "This is the clothes that Baohao wore when he was a child, but don't worry , I washed and dried them all.”

Although Bakugo Katsuki and Mizumi Yumekawa are both junior high school students, the height gap between the two has gradually become apparent.If Bakugo's clothes were put on her body now, she would be like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

Katsuki Bakugo knocked on the door to get permission and walked in. He was surprised for a few seconds after seeing the sweatshirt on her body, but in the end he didn't say anything and just kicked Katsuki Bakugo out.

"Okay, okay, we have to review our homework, old woman, you are in the way!" Bakugo Katsuki said impatiently.

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about!" Bakugo Katsuki knocked him on the head unceremoniously, and Bakugo Katsuki, who was clearly able to dodge, just didn't move to dodge.

Out of anger, Bakugo gave a kiss to Mizumi Yumekawa, who was used to a calm face, and went downstairs with an empty cup.

"Okay, don't look around, you idiot!" Bakugo Katsuki pulled out the book he had just closed, hooked the chair back with one long leg, and sat down beside her lightly, "Look at this question!"

"Oh." Mizumi Mengchuan came over and read the title carefully.

Bakugo Katsuki rested his chin and tapped the pen tip on the paper.

Suddenly, a light smell drifted into his nostrils, somewhat familiar.

"...What's wrong, Bakugo?" Mizumi Yumekawa looked at the boy who was getting closer and closer strangely, as if he was looking for something.

Those bright red pupils were like a sniper's scope, locking her firmly.

"Did you take a shower?" he asked.

Shuijian Mengchuan nodded hesitantly: "Yes, I'm sorry, I used your things without your consent..."

Sure enough.

This smell is almost exactly the same as the smell on his body.

Bakugo Katsuki's fingers curled up, as if he was about to hold something.

"You..." What an idiot!Don't you think there is something wrong with using other people's bathroom supplies casually!

The smell of his usual shower gel was mixed with a little girl's unique soft fragrance, which made him dizzy.

"Huh? Bakugo, what's the matter?" The girl in front of him tilted her head and asked him, with stars hidden in her blue eyes.

Bakugo Katsuki took a deep breath, the scent was as lingering as a cloud, covering his mind.

"You said, don't fall in love until high school?"

"Yes." The girl replied briskly.

"Very well, don't break your promise, or I... will definitely make you regret it."