Possibility to summon SSR

Even though she has all kinds of things on her mind, Chiyo habitually goes to bed early tonight.

A good night's dream.

In the dream, she finally possessed a strong personality, and could easily fight huge monsters.

You can easily create powerful enchantments and gorgeous spells from the palm of your hand.

Really, really handsome.

When Bao Hao woke up in the middle of the night, he found that the door of his sister's room was half closed and the night light was still on.

Chiyo has always been afraid of the dark.

Bakugo hesitated for a while, then tiptoed into his sister's room like a thief, even breaking out in a cold sweat when his footsteps became a little heavier halfway, for fear of waking Chiyo up.

It took about 1 years to walk from the door to my sister's bed.

As if he had accomplished his great task, Bakugo let out a long breath, and stretched out his trembling hands to help his sister tuck the quilt carefully.

In fact, Chiyo's sleeping position is very cute, and she doesn't need help at all.

"Go to hell with you monsters"

A soft threat scared Baohao bald.

But after calming down, he discovered that it was his sister talking in the dream.

In reality, the gentle Chiyo would definitely not speak in this tone.

Will my sister's dream talk destroy the perfect image of Yamato Nadeko in Bakugo's heart?

impossible.

If it wasn't for the fear of waking up Chiyo, Bakugo would have started patting his thigh excitedly.

As expected of his sister

In my dream, I was also so strong and brave to fight against monsters

Looking at the corner of his sister's raised mouth, Bakugo's heart melted in half.

Damn it, my sister is so cute.

But will she turn from a dream to a nightmare because she can't beat the monsters?

With this in mind, Bakugo's mood suddenly turned cloudy again.

He couldn't jump into his sister's dream to protect her.

It's over, looking at it this way, my sister's expression seems to have changed from the complacency just now to serious

"Good morning, brother."

When Chiyo came downstairs, she greeted Bakugou sleepily.

"Good morning." Baohao rubbed his eyes and replied sullenly.

Chiyo noticed that the corners of his brother's eyes were black and blue, obviously he didn't sleep well.

Her state of mind, which had been slightly relieved by the dream, became heavy again, and she clattered down the stairs on the little rabbit slippers.

It turned out that yesterday's monster attack was serious enough to make my brother lose sleep.

She wouldn't believe it at all, because Baohao was worried that she would be disturbed by nightmares, he went back and forth and looked up secretly several times all night, and he almost brought a small bench to accompany him all night, so he didn't sleep well.

With baked bread and fried eggs and bacon on the table, Bakugo yawned and poured warm milk into Chiyo's cup.

"elder brother."

Chiyo called out cautiously, as if she had made an important decision, and also seemed to have some request.

In normal times, as long as it was Chiyo's request, Bakugou wouldn't even think about it, and then nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"I, I want to add a few clubs."

Although he has the aura to blow up a house, when facing his sister, Bakugo's tone is still calm and gentle: "What kind of club are you going to join?"

"Archery Club"

I have never heard of Chiyo having such a hobby before, Bakugo thought it would be a dance club or a painting club or something.

But he still nodded: "Of course, I will accompany you to register after school today."

Obviously, he will graduate soon, and it doesn't make much sense to join the club now.

But if my sister wants to, she can participate.

Chiyo took a bite of the bread coated with condensed milk, and continued tentatively: "There is also the track and field club."

I never saw her like running or interested in sports before.

Bakugo is even weirder.

But I still have no opinion on my sister: "Athletics is also good, exercise."

"And that kendo club."

The younger sister who has no foundation wants to join the Kendo Club

And adding so many clubs in one breath, will she have time to arrange time to participate?

Bakugo looked at Chiyo and hesitated to speak.

He thought again of the dream his sister had last night.

Could it be that Chiyo Izumi woke up and couldn't accept the lack of strength, so he suddenly thought of reporting to the club for exercise or something

But in today's society, no matter how you exercise your physical strength, you can't match a strong natural personality.

"Won't there be conflicts in club time?"

"No, I'll check it out."

Chiyo smiled and said with a wrench: "The activities of the Kendo club are mainly held in gymnasiums on weekends, so there will be no conflicts."

Wouldn't that take up precious time with his sister on weekends?

Baohao's heart was like thunder, seeing his sister's sweet smile, but he couldn't find any words to convince her.

"Fool."

It's been too long since Bakugou has used a derogatory term for Chiyo.

Chiyo was taken aback for a moment, then a hand pinned her head and rubbed her hair into a mess.

"I said, I will protect you, you don't have to worry about whether it will become stronger or not."

It's been too long since my brother has spoken to her in such a strong tone.

Chiyo lowered her eyes and didn't respond.

Bao Hao watched his younger sister's eyes gradually change from anticipation to loneliness, and panicked.

How could he be cruel to his sister

"Well, I understand, just apply to the bow and arrow club." Chiyo raised her head, her eyes slowed down and smiled slightly, as if the loneliness just now no longer existed: "Because Kagome also wants to participate, I want to accompany her. "

Bakugo looked away guiltily, and found a comb to help her comb out her messy hair.

But he never opened his mouth to agree to her request just now.

Ah, that's right.

Chiyo stared at her hair scattered on her shoulders, her dark eyes were as quiet as a pool of autumn water.

She thought of Izuku Midoriya who walked in the crowd and received everyone's ironic eyes, and also remembered how those little boys used their personalities to humiliate and laugh at themselves when her brother was not by her side.

Without her brother's protection, her current situation would not be any better.

In this world, you can only be called strong if you have individuality.

It is completely whimsical to want to become stronger through acquired efforts.

But does she want to become stronger?

Of course she wants to be strong.

At least I don't have to let my brother worry about her all day long, worrying about a defenseless younger sister.

The arrow that left the string made a sound of piercing through the air, and stayed neatly at the bull's-eye.

Chiyo kept the archery posture thinking about something, she wanted to take out the next arrow from the quiver, only to find that it was empty.

"That's amazing, Chiyo-chan"

Kagome clicked her tongue in admiration, the ten arrows she used for practice, without exception, were all shot into the target by her.

And basically the big difference is around the bullseye.

"You must have practiced before."

I thought that I was stuffed into the club by the big devil, but in fact I picked up a treasure, and the president of the bow and arrow department was also very excited.

"Base"

Chiyo tilted her head, trying to pick out the slightest clues from her brain that proved that she had learned archery: "Does shooting balloons with toy guns in the playground count?"

It is undeniable that Chiyo is an archery genius who can reach such a level without foundation.

But what good is a genius at archery?

People with personalities can easily manipulate the arrows into the bull's-eye with their minds, or simply use their personalities instead of bows and arrows as weapons.

No one would be so stupid as to use a cold weapon as a weapon. Guns and ammunition are not very useful these days, it's just a hobby at best.

Why did you choose to join the archery department?

Chiyo didn't understand either.

It's like she doesn't understand why she likes the flute so much.

The content of the dream is vague and vague, and it is not very clear in the mind.

The only scene I still remember is that of a girl in a red and white witch costume, standing in the ruins of the ruins, holding a bow and arrow and facing the monster with its teeth and claws.

Red like fire, white like snow, the girl's blue hair flutters in the wind, she draws the bowstring, her face is as cold as frosted ice.

who is that