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Bakugo Katsuki shut himself up.

Literal kind.

He had a dream of being chased by female ghosts all night, and the female ghosts would pop out after blowing up one, gahahaha, barbell-like laughter, and rushed towards him.

Is Bakugo Katsuki afraid of ghosts?

Naturally not afraid.

Since he could be killed by blowing up, what did he have to be afraid of?

Bakugo grinned grinningly and turned one female ghost after another into fireworks.

But the end of the dream...

He saw that the female ghost had given up on him, turned her head and rushed towards Chiyo.

Chiyo was wearing a shrine maiden costume, her whole body was covered with blood, her face was pale, and she was about to fall down in almost a second.

Chiyo... Chiyo!

He couldn't make a sound from his throat, his body moved faster than his thoughts, and he moved involuntarily. By the time he realized it, he had already run towards Chiyo.

However, it is too far away.

He could only watch helplessly as the female ghosts transformed into demons and gods and surrounded poor Chiyo. She was like a weak flower bathed in a storm, and her neck would be broken in the next second.

......hurry up!hurry up!

He has to hurry up and protect Chiyo!

No matter how quicken the pace, I can only feel that she is getting farther and farther away from me.

Mingming threw the explosion in that direction, but was blocked by an unknown wall, to no avail.

hateful......

hateful!

Anger fills the brain, and with it, the fear of being powerless to do anything about it.

...what on earth should he do?

...How on earth should he protect his sister?

At this time, he couldn't even come to his sister's side.

Are you kidding me?

...Hey, anyone is welcome...

save her!Save his sister!

As if he heard his prayer, the ghostly blue flames covered the group of demons, and in an instant, all the monsters scrambling to devour Chiyo were all wiped out.

Chiyo wiped her cheeks with her wide sleeves in embarrassment, picked up the bow and arrow on the ground, raised her head, and looked in the direction of Bakugo.

The blood-stained cheeks, the delicate face that was all too familiar, the eyes looking at him were so cold and distant that it shocked him.

"...Chiyo?"

Bakugo sat up in shock, woke up from the dream, covered in sweat.

This was definitely the scariest dream he had ever had since childhood.

It is an intolerable fact for Bakugo that his sister was hurt.

His sister hated him for something... the psychological impact of this situation on him would probably be immeasurable.

And if the two are kneaded together...

Bakugo remembered when his sister looked at him in a dream...that cold eyes as if looking at a stranger, I felt like my heart had suffered a burst of Euler from selling fish and using a platinum star, exhausted Lying limply on the bed, he covered his head with the quilt.

It's so fucking scary, and it's ok, ok, dreams are the other way around.

Bakugo, who was talking to himself and comforting himself, fell asleep again unconsciously under the blanket.

In Huilongjue's dream, Izuku Midoriya, dressed as Yamato Nadeshiko, sticks to his side, holding his hand affectionately, calling him with a voice that is [-] times smoother than in reality, wanting to speak but shy :"Successfully..."

Bakugo: "...Get lost."

Please do me a favor, I beg you, just call me Ka Jiang.

The second nightmare brought a deeper level of mental pollution to Baohao.

-

"Master Chiyo seems to have some troubles?"

"...Rem saw it."

After finishing the lunch business, Chiyo continued to think about his brother's gift.

Or maybe it's better to prepare after a while... The big-headed Chiyo thought so.

The ball that was eating lunch actually dozed off little by little on Chiyo's shoulder, as if it would fall off in a second.

Chiyo had no choice but to take off the ball and hold it in his arms.

This ball...is it really the handsome gentleman who slapped the idiot on the tram during the day?

——If no one can match the two, the monsters of Dajiangshan are really terrifying.

"I'm thinking...what kind of gift should I give my brother."

"Gifts..." Rem thought with his cheeks in his hands, "Master Chiyo... have you ever given Mr. Bakugo something?"

Chiyo wrestled fingers with Rem seriously: "I wove warm gloves and scarves by myself."

"Master Chiyo is really handy."

"But my brother said that the time for knitting scarves was too much for studying. Although he was very happy, he said that he could not do this again in the future."

"Well......"

"Then, I bought him a pair of headphones."

"Boys generally like electronic products, right?"

"It's a waste of money to be criticized by my brother, and then he gave me a more expensive lipstick." Chiyo poked his finger: "But I don't have the habit of putting on makeup."

"...?"

Rem's expression became more and more wrong: "Is it an illusion..."

"Eh?" Chiyo was puzzled.

"I always feel that someone who can become Mr. Bakugo's girlfriend in the future will be very happy?"

Rem sighed.

How many boys in the world are half as devoted to their girlfriends as Baohao is to his sister.

"My brother's girlfriend..."

Following Rem's words, Chiyo began to imagine what kind of person her sister-in-law would be in the future.

"In this way, it is better for boys to understand boys, so let's ask other men for their opinions."

Seeing that Chiyo was in a daze, Rem cruelly took the ball and woke him up by shaking him up and down.

"Hmm..." Fan Ci opened and closed his eyes in a daze: "I actually fell asleep?"

"Mr. Ibaraki Doji." Rem poked the Izuku ball: "What kind of gift do you want others to give you?"

"...Six-star full explosion and three hundred explosion damage desolate skeleton breaking style."

Ibaraki replied with a series of words that the girl did not understand.

"Is it the game code?" Chiyo Doudouyan.

"It's very complicated." Rem commented.

"In our world there is a thing called "Retaining Soul". After wearing it, the strength can be exerted to the greatest extent."

"So that's it, Rem understands." Rem smiled and looked at Chiyo with a confused expression: "I want to become stronger, I am like this, ghost generals are like this, heroes must be like this, right?"

"Um......"

Get stronger.

She recalled the sister riding a fox who shot out the nuclear explosion scene in her dream, and recalled her aura in the dream that could kill a monster with one arrow.

Yes, the brother who wants to be a hero must also want to improve his strength.

Then, something that can increase strength——

She and Rem looked at Ibaraki in unison again, and he trembled three times in fright: "The soul guards can only be carried by monsters, ghosts and gods, normal humans and even onmyojis cannot withstand their power." , don’t even think about it.”

Qingming was about to go bald, but so far he hadn't even managed to make up the critical strikes of his broken style. Ibaraki always felt that when he entered the arena, everyone would laugh at him as a boxer.

Rem's expression looked very regretful: "Why don't I personally forge weapons for Mr. Bakugo?"

Meteor hammer or mace?

Chiyo imagined how his brother was holding a mace and yelling at Shinai, but he didn't feel any sense of disobedience.

-

"What are you talking about, so happy?"

A very familiar... a female voice with a provocative and charming tone.

When Chiyo heard the voice, she turned her head and saw the woman standing behind her, and her face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Sister... don't you need to visit the store?"

"Oh, do I look that much like a boss?" The woman covered her face and smiled: "Maybe I can help you if there is any problem? After all, I have such a fate with Xiao Chiyo."

Rem looked at the woman suspiciously, and since he didn't notice any hostility, he wasn't overly vigilant.

But...her strength...can't be seen through at all.

Since she was in that store just now, she couldn't see through this strange woman at all.

And Ibaraki, who turned into an Ibaraki ball at the side...Because he is not interested in women at all, he feels sleepy again after eating.

Wow, that's unreliable.

"What kind of gift does my sister think... a hero... would like?" Chiyo looked up at the woman cautiously.

Sure enough, it is more polite to look at others when speaking.

"I don't know what kind of gift I like." The eldest sister said to Chiyo with a smile on her ear like an acquaintance, "However, if the person Chiyo cherishes becomes a hero, I definitely don't want him to get hurt, right Bar?"

Chiyo was thoughtful, although the breath of her sister's body approached, making her face even redder.

"I know there is a kind of omori." The woman did not continue to whisper to Chiyo, but retreated a polite distance.

"Is it the omamori you asked for at the shrine?"

Chiyo's understanding of Omori is also limited to this range.

"No...it's a kind of miraculous amulet that can help people resist a certain amount of damage." The eldest sister took out an ukiyo-e folding fan from nowhere, and explained while fanning the wind gently .

"Is it also something made of personality?"

Chiyo tilted her head.

"Well, maybe that's right."

The eldest sister narrowed her coquettish eyes slightly again, a faint light shone through the golden pupils.

"Then... where can I buy it?" Chiyo asked expectantly.

"Little girl, you can't buy such a precious guardian." She closed the fan, and found that Rem's expression was still guarded, and smiled lightly:

"However, although I can't buy it, I can teach you how to make it."

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The author has something to say:

The big fox began to try every means to fool Xiao Chiyo.

Bakugo is also gradually able to perceive his sister's past life.

So in fact, Chiyo's cold eyes in the dream were aimed at Uncle.

Uncle: Well, luckily he woke up early and didn't look back to see me.

(Otherwise, the difficulty of chasing a wife in the future may increase hundreds of times)

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Thanks to Su Muqiu for thinking that Laohan is so cute, little angel's mine

Thanks for the land mines from the little angel Li Xing

I will continue to work hard~

Speaking of uncle’s real red dyed skin that is going to be released to cheat skin coupons, someone kindly calls uncle dark because of the mask on his face

(slipping away