[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

On this rest day, Cheng did not follow his usual schedule for the first time in a long time.

She didn't wake up until the sun shone into the room, Cheng pushed back the quilt and sat up sleepily, rubbing her eyes.

In any case, yesterday was a dreamless night, which inevitably caused her to fall into a short period of blankness when she just woke up. When the transition gap slowly passed, Cheng gradually came into contact with reality, and then remembered yesterday...

"It's not good." She held her forehead with a headache, "What have I done..."

She is indeed very bad at drinking, and her memory of yesterday is already a bit blurred, she just remembered crying in front of Aizawa on the way back.

No matter how weak she was, the alcohol in that glass of champagne had already been metabolized by the body, so it would never cause her any hangover sequelae.In fact, Cheng's level of distress now is almost the same as that of a severe hangover.

"I don't know if Mr. Aizawa will be very angry..."

Anyway, go ahead and apologize.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly got up to wash up, and after tidying herself up, she tentatively knocked on the door next door.

For the first few tens of seconds, no one responded.

When Cheng began to hesitate whether to keep knocking on the door or come back at another time, the door was opened.

"Ah, it's Kawasaki."

On his day off, Aizawa was simply wearing a black v-neck shirt, and he didn't seem too surprised to see the person who knocked on the door was Sumina.

"How are you feeling today?"

"About this." Cheng showed an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble yesterday...Did I say something rude?"

"You don't remember anymore..." Aizawa glanced at her thoughtfully, and then said, "It's nothing, please don't worry about it."

"But……"

"Kawasaki, everyone is a social person, and it is normal to accumulate pressure unknowingly at work." He said, "In any case, it is better to vent it than to press it in the heart, so forget it."

Seeing that Aizawa's attitude was the same as before, Cheng was a little relieved, she thought for a while, and made a suggestion.

"Well, Aizawa-sensei, to express my apologies, let me invite you to dinner next week."

"Although I don't feel the need to..."

Cheng said resolutely, "It is necessary."

"OK then."

Aizawa said.

"Are you still drinking this time?"

"Only this point please allow me to decline."

Cheng's categorical attitude made Aizawa smile lightly, at this moment, a small meow sounded, the two of them lowered their heads at the same time, and a light ginger kitten came out from Aizawa's feet , was looking at Cheng with round eyes open.

"This is……?"

"One of the kittens brought back by the storm last time couldn't be driven away."

Aizawa stared blankly at the little thing rubbing against his trouser leg, and finally couldn't help but loosen his expression, bent down and picked it up.

The little kitten purred and stretched out its pink flesh pad to pat Aizawa's collarbone.

"I have no choice but to raise it. I am planning to take it for a health check today."

"This is not good, Aizawa-sensei." Cheng said slowly, "In this way, wouldn't it be double cuteness?"

"Hey, Kawasaki—"

"Just kidding, just kidding."

Seeing the other party's brows and eyes curled up with a smile, Aizawa sighed helplessly.

"By the way, I haven't named it yet, does Kawasaki have an idea?"

Cheng showed a thoughtful expression.

"Then it's Xiaotai?"

"Kawasaki--"

Of course, Cheng's prank failed, and in the end, Aizawa's kitten was officially named "Kinpeito", which Kawasaki Cheng felt a little regretful about.

Because he was going to take the kitten to the pet hospital, Aizawa said goodbye to Cheng quickly, Cheng thought about it, and simply overturned the previous weekend plan, planning to take a few books to the coffee shop he frequented to kill time.

Pushing open the door of the coffee shop, Cheng saw the boy who had met twice at the window.She naturally walked over to the boy and sat down. The boy didn't look so gloomy today, probably because he was busy playing games.

Cheng saw that he had put on the gloves she had given him.

Sigang Muhang didn't immediately notice that there was another person beside him, and when he noticed two shadows reflected on the clean table, Cheng had already been here for a while.Shigangmu raised his head, the moment he saw her, his fingers trembled unconsciously, the joystick shifted suddenly, the combo broke, the character on the screen was chopped down by the enemy, and then the bloody words "gameover" appeared .

"Damn it..." Sigoumu gritted his teeth and said, "It's all your fault."

"I've been quiet oh that's a baseless allegation."

Cheng replied as usual.

"Also, can I sit here?"

"Do not--"

"Ah, before that." I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Cheng interrupted him, "Are the gloves still suitable?"

Shigangmu seemed to suddenly remember this incident just now, and his first reaction was to take off his gloves, but when he saw Cheng's smiling eyes, he realized that he was deceiving himself, and couldn't help becoming a little more ashamed.

"It's just convenient when playing games, I don't like this kind of thing!"

"Okay, okay, I understand."

Cheng took out the "History of Social Development of Individuality" that he had read many times from his bag.

"Do you really understand, don't be sentimental!"

"I understand, I didn't think too much about it."

"you--"

Seeing that Cheng opened the book and began to read, he was at a loss for words as if he had already planned to take root here, feeling powerless as if he had punched the cotton, and finally muttered in despair.

"Forget it, do whatever you want."

He picked up the game console again, started a new game, and stared at the woman sitting across from him.

"Never interfere with me, understand!"

Cheng turned another page, in stark contrast to the distraught boy.

"Yes Yes."

The time that followed passed silently and gently.

When Niigaragi was immersed in the strategy of the game, Cheng calmly and leisurely revisited and sorted out the timeline of the personality from appearance to development, and then to the current prosperity, as well as the closely related hero career development process.

In this way, they are busy with their own affairs, coexisting peacefully in a different and harmonious way.

Later, the person who broke this peace first was Shigaraki.

After being knocked down on the same level again, he began to show a fidgety attitude, and the heavier and heavier clicks also honestly showed his gradual loss of patience.

The last time he failed, Niigaragi angrily threw the game console aside.

Cheng sighed softly, closed the book, and gently picked up the game console that had been treated roughly.

"Hey... what are you doing?!"

"I'm trying to help you when you're in trouble."

As Cheng said, he turned it over to the back, and found a lot of mottled scratches, it seems that this is not the first time such an act of venting anger has happened.

She just paused for a moment, then continued to turn the handheld device back to the front, and then chose "Start Game" for the last save file of Shigangmu.

"!!!"

Sigang Muhang stood up abruptly, and when he was about to take back his game console and save files, he caught a glimpse of the game screen.

The character controlled by the player passed the previous levels one after another with very clean actions, and arrived at the place where he tried to conquer several times without success.

Shikuraki unconsciously held his breath and stared at the screen.

The key point came soon. Under the precise timing control and exquisite operation of the player, the game characters seemed to be injected with souls, and they successfully overcome the difficulties in the blink of an eye.

"This should be okay."

After saving, Cheng quit and returned the game console to the other party.

"Obviously this is the time when you are most qualified to waste your time and energy, so learn to be more patient and have the courage to try and make mistakes." She said, "Also, please be gentle with the things around you."

Cheng glanced at the time, stood up, and said goodbye to Shigaraki with a smile.

"Then, see you next time."

After she left, Shigangmu opened a new save file silently, and the game screen just now was deeply imprinted in his mind, and this time, he passed it smoothly.

Shigangmu chose the save column that Caicheng had used just now, and chose to delete, but after the confirmation prompt box popped up, he hesitated for a long time.

In the end, Dead Handwood just reluctantly withdrew from the archive interface.

"Who allowed you to preach to me..."

He muttered bitterly to himself.

"Really, I'm so troublesome..."

On the way back, Cheng accidentally found that the roadside bookstore had put on a new advertising poster. All Might's iconic smile took up most of the space, and next to it was written "The latest issue of "Hero Magazine" - All Might's Top Secret Power Files" and other highly provocative advertising words.

This has long been a common marketing method for people, but All Might still has a strong appeal to the public. Even if they know that this title is probably a mystery that the publishing house used scraps of interviews, there are still many people who are willing to step into it. Bookstores pick up pockets of the magazine with its lavish admiration and maybe a color insert or two for All Mighty.

Although Cheng could not be considered one of these fanatics, she already had the habit of buying hero magazines. Since she was reminded by the advertisement that the new issue was on sale, she naturally walked into the bookstore.

After buying this issue of the magazine, Cheng took a quick look at the newly published books in other areas. The moment she raised her head from the bookshelf, she caught a figure rushing into the bookstore.

The other party's purpose was very clear. He went straight to the Hero magazine exclusive bookshelf, took the new issue from the shelf, and turned it to the cashier. In less than 2 minutes, there was an extra handbag in his hand.

When he took the first step out of the bookstore, Cheng patted him on the shoulder.

"Bang Hao, what a coincidence."

"!!! Why are you here?!"

Bakugo Katsuki fluffed up like a cat whose tail has been stepped on. His first reaction was to hide the handbag behind his back. As soon as he moved, he realized that deliberately covering up an opaque paper bag seemed to be suspicious , suddenly froze in place.

Cheng glanced at his handbag, and took out his own copy from the bag.

"Do you like this too? The content of this issue seems to be very rich..."

"—Did you see it all??!"

"Because I'm always here."

Cheng Ren couldn't help laughing at the funny reaction of the boy who exploded at one o'clock. She tried her best to restrain the corners of her lips from rising, and finally decided not to play tricks on Bakugo anymore.

Looking at Katsuki Bakugo who was still rising from embarrassment, Cheng looked around, and then stuffed the bag into Bakugo's hand.

"Wait for me a moment."

"……Hey!!"

What an unlucky day.

Thinking so, Bakugou forcefully bit an indignant slit on the ice cream ball.

It's all because of the wasteful who behaved like a hero dead house, buying new issues of hero magazines every week. In order not to make people feel that he was in the same boat as him, Bakugo had to complete the purchase activities quickly and carefully every time, but this time It was discovered on the spot - and it happened to be her.

Bakugo finished eating the ice cream ball, started to bite the cone into a crackling sound, then raised his eyes and saw Cheng who was watching him intently from the head.

"...!"

He tried his best to steady himself so that he didn't look too shaken.

"It seems...it has dropped to the safety threshold."

"What do you mean?!"

"Don't worry about it." Cheng smiled at him, "How should I put it, I feel that I have become a little more familiar with Bao Haojun today, so I can't help being a little happy."

"...There is nothing to be happy about."

Bakugo first turned his face away awkwardly, then as if he suddenly remembered something, he stared at the other party tightly.

"I didn't buy that magazine because I liked it!"

"Hey, is that so?"

"Of course! I bought it to analyze the combat stats of professional heroes!"

"Ok, I see."

"and also!"

Speaking of this, for some reason, the boy raised his voice, but couldn't help but look away again.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow's class! You will come too!"

Cheng froze for a moment, then nodded.

"I know how."

she says.

"So, see you tomorrow, Bakugo."