[My English] My Hero Academia!

In the morning, Shi Qiu took a black pen to write out today's date in the calendar.Almost half of the grid is occupied, and it seems that the day of the sports festival is approaching.

Time flies so slowly.

Because his heart was beating wildly because he was about to get closer to the goal, Shi Qiu couldn't wait to stand on the field of the sports festival.

Work hard until then.

She secretly thought.

An ordinary day for Xiongying.

There are no Saturdays in the Heroes Division.

Everyone in Class A is not used to the peaceful campus life. They have already seen the cruelty of the adult world just over a week after the start of school, and they are struggling to find a place in the homework pile.

The reason is precisely that [Evolution History of Combat Uniforms and Support Equipment].

One class a week was sent out at midnight, and he didn't come back until the eve of the sports festival, so the time of one week was stretched to less than three weeks.

"Students - cheer up!!!" Mike's loud voice sounded from the podium, "For homework - everyone in 1-A! Fight!!"

Mike happened to have no class during this time period, and he was assigned to substitute for the class, and he conveyed the death notice at midnight to everyone as soon as he appeared on the stage.

【"After the sports festival, come up with a perfect modification plan! If you can't do it, you will consciously go to Mr. Aizawa to receive double the punishment!"】

"That's what she said!"

Tenya Iida raised his hand: "Teacher! May I ask what is the [perfect modification plan]?"

Mike pinched his mustache pretendingly: "This audience's question hits the key point!"

The people below all showed nervous expressions.

Except Midoriya Izuku and Bakugo Katsuki.

As soon as Izuku Midoriya heard the death notice, he fell into thoughts.

As early as the last time, Bakugo Katsuki, who was accidentally punched in the face by him, beat Izuku Midoriya into the health room in a fit of rage, and shouted while beating [Skuku, give up, I will never listen to you] ! ! ! ! ]In this case.

From that moment on, he knew that he could not escape the fate of writing papers.

Bakugo Katsuki didn't think much of it, anyway, he would change it according to his own ideas anyway, as for Midoriya Izuku's ideas?ha?What is that thing?He burst out that he didn't know.

Of course the plan he made was the most perfect!

Tokiaki has the same mood as Izuku Midoriya at this moment.

Hearing Mike say [The perfect plan is of course the one that satisfies your midnight teacher! ] After that, her mind went blank.

Before Mike could say the next sentence, she reflexively turned her head to look at Hong Jiaodong.

Hong Jiaodong just happened to look over, and saw that gray-blue head quickly turned around again, and the neat tail of hair swayed in a beautiful arc.

He should have felt bored or didn't have any feelings, but Hong Jiaodong suddenly felt an emotion called "sorry".

His plan should be the most perfect.

Shi Qiu spent two nights listing the functions, advantages and disadvantages of all aspects of the battle suit, and then told Hong Jiaodong about his fighting style and the aspects he was thinking about improving.

All I have to do is list one, two, three, four, five to him.

Obviously she should hate this kind of [arranged] feeling, but her tone didn't put any pressure on Hong Jiaodong, and she would ask from time to time [here, how can classmate Hong think it can be changed? ], [Boom, you must tell me what you think], [We are a group, one plus one must be greater than two! ] or when he made a wrong proposal, he said [I haven’t thought about this yet, please wait and let me change the picture], [This kind of thinking is a bit bold, if this is the case, can you...] and so on.

This approaching maturity of guidance and consideration of details gave Hong Jiaodong the idea that [it seems that cooperating with others is not a bad thing].

As a result, Shi Qiu's improved combat uniform was completed very quickly, and the relationship between the two of them improved a lot during the communication process. […] Or um oh ok.

Shi Qiu also began to feel that Hong Jiaodong was not as unkind as he had imagined, and occasionally she could chat with him in reality, but she also found that this person only seemed indifferent, but most of the time he was basically Hanging in a daze with a look of not getting close to strangers.

Just when Shi Qiu changed his mind slightly, the relationship between the two of them suddenly returned to the original point.

No, it can be said that it dropped directly to below zero.

The reason is very simple, that is, the scorched battle suit.

Hong Jiaodong's personality is very strong, it is the kind of ability that is both practical and gorgeous, and has stable attack and assistance capabilities.

At this time, Qiu was secretly jealous, thinking that there is such a big gap between people.

But when this person said that his fighting style was all about the [ice] on the right side, she couldn't help but question.

[What if the enemy comes from the left? 】

This is a very pragmatic question in Shiqiu's view.No matter how strong his ice is, it starts from the right side of his body, and the exposed left side, in the eyes of someone who is proficient in hand-to-hand combat like Shi Qiu, is simply enlarged and bold written [hit here! !hard! ! ]The presence.

It happened to be a short lunch break after eating.

The already soft lines of Hong Jiao Dong are hardened again under the gentleness of spring, like ice sticking to the eaves and unwilling to melt.

"I am strong," he replied irrelevantly, "I will defeat the enemy."

Shi Qiu looked at him inexplicably, [But there is always someone who is stronger than you, it is better to prepare early than to suffer later when you are injured. 】

Maybe it was influenced by her past experience, or maybe it was because she had been with professional heroes for too long, she had a lot of ideas about combat uniforms, and seeing Hong Jiaodong's completely reckless behavior, she couldn't help but want to say a few words.

Hong Jiaodong thought of Andeva.

Even if he knew that Shi Qiu was right, Hong Jiao Dong, who was already in prison, only felt that he had returned to his childhood.

"I will become stronger. Even without fire."

【...I don't know what you've been through. ] Shiqiu still wanted to work hard, 【However, even what you said will make you stronger.But what about the process of becoming stronger? 】

[If, I mean if. 】

Shi Qiu remembered that sweaty summer, when someone rushed in to save her, but she had to face the enemy again and again because of her violent personality.

If she hadn't wavered at that time, she would have calmed down a bit, or she could have raised her head and looked further away...

But no if.

【Things you can do are hurt due to your persistence and inadvertence, and there is even no room for recovery, so what should you do? 】

She spoke from the bottom of her heart.

But Hong Jiaodong thought of his mother whom he hadn't seen for many years.

I thought of the scalding hot water that day, the pain on his cheeks, his crying and struggling.

And the phrase [Your left side is so ugly].

you do not know any think.

Hong Jiaodong looked at Shi Qiu coldly: "That day won't happen, you don't need to worry about it."

After Hong Jiaodong shook his face at Shi Qiu, he ignored her message for the whole afternoon, and even when Shi Qiu saw him in the corridor the next day, he raised his notebook to greet him and walked over without squinting.

Before Hong Jiaodong was only angry, although he knew it shouldn't be, but Shi Qiu's words just stepped on his Achilles heel, and he didn't want to explain it.

Shi Qiu didn't talk to him again.

Except for the two of them, no one noticed that the body temperature of these two people dropped below zero as soon as they saw each other.

The friendship between them, which was unilaterally communicated by the topic and Shiqiu, was shattered into ashes under this situation.

Alone is fine too.

Hu Jiao freezes to think.

Sitting alone in the Usj venue playing the role of the rescued person, he agreed to the sudden appearance of Orumat's request to take him as a hostage.

Probably no one will save me.

He is self-aware of his extremely poor popularity, and Hong Jiaodong takes it for granted.

He was held in the hands of the villain played by Oulumite like a handbag, closed his eyes to feel the rotation of the world, and heard the shouts of his classmates.

...In this case, it would be more appropriate to run away anyway.

Hong Jiaodong was thinking about what he would do if he was in the moment, when his body lightened, and Lvgu Chujiu said [Great, Shiqiu sauce! ], the familiar, but much lighter than the last time, the desire to vomit came to him together with the girl's soft embrace.

"Great! Are you okay, classmate Hong?!"

Someone nearby is talking.

"Shi Qiujiang has already recovered him, so it shouldn't matter!"

"Let's go help Green Valley and the others!"

"we are coming--!!"

He was gently placed on the ground.

When Shi Qiu ran towards the battle center, he didn't see Hong Jiaodong's opened eyes.

The chattering, noisy Class A like always.

They thought they would run away, they thought they would be abandoned.

And the person who thought he wouldn't make a move.

Hong Jiaodong looked at them, they were frantically beating Oulumite around.

From time to time, I can hear [Scared us to death! ! ], [What kind of surprise is this, it’s almost like a shock! ! ]

He watched Bakugo Katsuki turn his head and spray at him: "You bastard! Are you also an accomplice to this shitty shit surprise?!"

He also rushed out.

Hong Jiaodong tilted his head slightly: "I'm sorry."

…………

In addition to this topic, Midnight also asked Mike to pass on other homework, so everyone in class A turned their heads to Mike again.

After this class is over, they should also leave school.

The next day is Sunday.

The rare spring rain brought a moist earthy aroma, and the raindrops hit the eaves in a hurry and densely, crackling like a tap dance on it, which made people feel very happy.

Shi Qiu squatted under the eaves, and Shangming Electric next to him also squatted.

The two of them stared straight at the flower petals on the ground that were drawn under the wheels of the car.

【The rain is so heavy...】

"It's raining heavily..."

On the day of the date, it rained just after we met. There is really nothing worse than this.

No, there are still, that is, neither of them has an umbrella.

The author has something to say:

The next chapter is the date with Shangming www

qvq today's bgm is right!I had so much fun writing it!

I hope everyone can recommend the bgm that I can listen to while coding! QVQ might drop the Sao operation!

Here is the thank you list first——!Thank you all for your contributions

读者“大魔王”,灌溉营养液102018-08-1208:55:12

Finally, a birthday congratulations to friends, happy birthday!

After thinking about it for a long time, I still let it go!There is no need to start a new chapter.

Worrying about people making if welfare episodes——[MySweetestOne]

Just touched the hand of spring, winter has not completely left, and there are still small piles of snow on the side of the road that have been shoveled aside.In this kind of weather, even the air is filled with the hot and sweet smell of chocolate.

Shi Qiu took a deep breath, feeling that he might not have any cells in this area.

She didn't taste the "sweet and heart-pounding, wonderful love breath" in Ashdo Sanna's mouth at all. Instead, she sucked in the air-conditioning because of the action just now, which made her shiver a bit.

It's really puzzling... I feel like they, where did the girls in Class A come from?

As the only one in Class A who has left her single status, Shi Qiu is a bit too dull compared to the group of people who can only talk and come up with any kind of tricks.

But in this regard, her current boyfriend, the careless person, is very satisfied.

but……

Sometimes you can't understand the other party's intentions at all, isn't it good?

Shi Qiu was carrying a paper bag, and the glass bottle inside was shaking from left to right as she walked, as if she was in a mood of ups and downs.

She arrived at the appointed place, the snow under her feet was trampled firmly by her boots, and there was an interesting creaking sound between the friction, which aroused her playfulness, and she started walking back and forth like this.

Walking up and down in the snow alone like this, she raised her head after trampling all the snow flat, and saw the troublemaker on the steps looking down at her.

"How old are you?" He stretched out his hand to Shi Qiu, and the same style, but black windbreaker made a crisp sound under his movements.

Shi Qiu, who had long since given him the label [poor speech], made a grimace at him, then raised up his two index fingers, making a sign of "one" on his right cheek, and making a gesture of "zero" with the other hand. on the other side.

What she wants to say is——

ten years old!

The worrying person clearly understood, but nodded deliberately: "Well... one year old, Hoshino is really amazing!"

Seeing her stunned face for a moment, he laughed out loud.

His dark purple hair was still flamboyantly erected like in his student days, and his eyes of the same color were so gentle under the cat's paw sign that suddenly lit up next to him that he didn't seem to be bothering this person.

This will let his former classmates, or seniors in the firm see it, and they must be scared to suspect that he is going to do something bad.

It's just that.

Seeing the person you like in front of you, no matter how hard-hearted, despicable and hateful people are, they will show such a gentle expression as if they want to melt the person in front of them.

"Okay. Let's stop making trouble."

He said.

"Give me your hand, Shiqiu."

10 minute later.

Shi Qiu held a British shorthair cat and sucked cats very happily.She stroked the cat's head, touched the softer hair on its chin with her fingers curiously, and asked the troublemaker in doubt.

[It is obviously gray hair, why is it called a blue cat? 】

"...I don't know either." The worrying person propped his head up to look at her, and saw that she nodded half-understanding, as if she was about to lower her head again and continue to pet the cat, and said, "The things I asked you to bring Did you bring it?"

Shi Qiu carried the paper bag with one hand, took out the contents, and the dark purple nail polish, which was exactly the same hair color as the worrying person, lay on the table under the warm lights of the cat cafe.

[... Is this enough? 】

Shi Qiu asked anxiously.

The Worrier took her free hand and unscrewed the gilded nail polish cap.

"This is enough."

Today is March [-], White Day.

According to common sense, February [-]th is the day when boys who receive chocolates from girls should return gifts.

It's just that neither Hoshino Tokiaki nor the worrying person is a person who takes an ordinary path.

Things started a month ago, on Valentine's Day.

They have grown into excellent adults and are busy with their heroic career every day. Even during the holidays, they still have to be on call at any time. Therefore, Shi Qiu unexpectedly and unexpectedly forgot Valentine's Day.

Shi Qiu, who didn't prepare chocolates and forgot the gift, was caught in a dilemma looking at the beautifully wrapped boxes in the hands of boys on the street.

...This is their first Valentine's Day.

Then she was stunned by the box stuffed by the confidant, and passers-by seemed to be frightened by this role-reversal plot, and started whispering while watching this.

"I guessed that you were not prepared." The worrying person took her hand as if nothing had happened, "Remember to eat it all."

【Eh? 】

On that street that was colder and decorated even pinker than it is now, the troublemaker held her hand tightly and looked into her eyes.

"...No reason."

After a while.

"It's the first time I've made this kind of thing with my own hands. If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it."

After eating all the overly bitter chocolate without changing his face, Shi Qiu gave him a thumbs up.

【good to eat! 】

The worrying person sitting opposite Shi Qiu raised his eyebrows: "I'll ask you to take care of the gift in a month's time."

----Eh? ! ! ! !

Time travel back to this moment.

Shi Qiu stroked the cat one by one with his left hand, while his right hand was held by the worrying person.

He lowered his eyes, and his short and thick eyelashes covered the purple that was always gentle in autumn.The lines of the face are neat and clean, and the fully opened face is handsome and heart-stopping.

The worrying person undid two buttons of the collar of the white shirt, exposing the white and fragile neck, and the Adam's apple slid up and down from time to time.

His hormones are as silent as his own, and people can't take their eyes off without knowing it.

Shi Qiu looked at his hands.

I was so worried that I pinched the lid, the artificial brush was a bit hard, stained with that beautiful dark purple, it was too thick and seemed a bit heavy.He carefully painted this purple on Shi Qiu's well-manicured nails.

a bit.

A little shallow.

Twice.

Just right.

Shi Qiu felt as if his heart had been brushed by a brush of nail polish, trembling because of the sudden touch.

[Why is this the gift in return? 】

She asked.

It’s embarrassing for a girlfriend to forget about Valentine’s Day, but her boyfriend prepared a gift instead, and asked her to prepare the next month’s White Day gift at the same time——

"Can I name a gift?"

【sure. 】

It's not surprising what kind of gift Shiqiu is, even if it's a star in the sky... Well, this can't be done.

In short, no matter what kind of request, Shi Qiu will agree to him.

"Now—remember my hair color?"

"When we meet, remember to bring this color of nail polish."

The worrying person finished painting her left hand and motioned her to extend her right hand.

Then he said—

"I actually didn't expect you to agree to my relationship."

"Because you are excellent. There are so many people who like you."

Well, I am more proficient, and I worry about it.

"I've been thinking before, if there's any way for me to catch up with you. If there's any way for you to keep your eyes on me."

"Then, I think now. You can finally see me, so I want you to see me more."

"Look, it's exactly the same, right?"

The worrying person took Shi Qiu's hand and put it on his face, the color of her nails matched his eyes.

"Long-distance relationship is really hard."

"That way, you can see my color every time you raise your hand."

The worried person looked into Shi Qiu's eyes, grabbed her hand and kissed the back of her hand.

The feeling of being brushed over the heart by a brush came again.

"...I'm not completely selfless."

"so--"

He kissed again.

"You're dyed my color."