Salvation equals death

Izuku Midoriya is already a frequent visitor to the medical room.

After class, Chiyo came to see him in the infirmary. Although there was a healing girl, Izuku Midoriya suffered such serious injuries several times at this age, which was unavoidably shocking.

Chiyo was a bit timid because of her closeness to her hometown. She wanted to ask a lot of questions, but she didn't know where to start.

"Chiyo!" Midoriya Izuku had well-developed tear glands, and couldn't control his emotions after class, and almost burst into tears, "Chiyo, your legs...why..."

Midoriya Izuku's collapsed emotions stunned Chiyo for a moment, but it also instantly disintegrated the sense of alienation between the two that he hadn't seen for many years, Chiyo patted his head somewhat helplessly, and said softly: "It's...it was an accident. "

Chiyo felt guilty belatedly, and once again realized that there was some truth to what Fujisuke said.

"I'm sorry, don't cry." Chiyo touched Lvgu's head and said with some distress, "I was too careless, I will definitely pay attention next time."

Izuku Lvgu looked at her with horror on his face, and said dryly: "Also, next time?"

Chiyo: "...All right, all right, there will be no next time, there will definitely be no next time."

Chiyo thought about it, and realized that he and Midoriya Izuku were not the same, so he borrowed the words of Fuji Shusuke, and reprimanded him with a straight face: "Xiao Jiu, you will feel sad seeing me like this, have you ever thought that I will also be sad seeing you?" ?”

Midoriya Izuku was slightly taken aback, he looked at his hand with a dazed expression: "...I..."

"When you are desperate for others, you must consider those who stand behind you to support you and love you." Chiyo stretched out her index finger and poked Lu Gu's forehead, poking her head back slightly, " Remember how you felt when you met me again. If you feel pain, realize that if you are hurt, the pain will multiply and flood the hearts of those who care about you. "

Green Valley Izuku was forced to rest in the infirmary by the healing girl, and Chiyo left alone because she still had classes.

[Why do you see it so clearly when you are preaching to others, but you didn’t think about it when it was your turn? 】The system asked with some puzzlement.

"I have thought about it, but I later found out that the life and death of a person is too small and insignificant in the face of the rise and fall of a world." Chiyo slightly closed his eyes tiredly, "System, since they don't If you want to keep me, why should I struggle?"

[…] The system felt that if he had five sense organs, he would probably look hideous at this time, and it once again sent the self who had lost his mind to the [-]th floor of hell, 【...Go eat, you. 】

So after Chiyo finished class, he went to eat in despair. How could Xiongying attract students?Delicious and affordable canteens must occupy a large proportion of them, after all, there are food heroes sitting in them.

The food at Xiongying Canteen ranges from French cuisine to classic Japanese food, and you can also order dishes for the chef to make small stir-fries. The small life can't be more nourishing.

Chiyo ordered a vegetable tempura. Ever since she tried the "everything can be tempura" Japanese food, she has been completely immersed in this light and delicious fried food and can't extricate herself.

"Okra tempura is heresy." Chiyo picked it out of the plate while the okra was not paying attention, and quietly pushed the small plate away, "It also looks very similar to my cardinal bean tempura, Really annoying."

[? ? ? 】The system has a black question mark on its face, 【Then who is the bishop in your tempura? 】

There was a tinge of blush on Chiyo's pale face, and she seemed to feel that her words and deeds were too childish, so she murmured weakly: "... sweet potato."

system:【? ? ? 】

The Bishop of Emotion is just a sweet potato in your heart!

After finishing the morning class, Hong Jiaodong, who was looking for a place with soba noodles in his hand, frowned in embarrassment. It is now the peak lunch hour, and almost all the seats are occupied. Even if there are vacancies, he has to share a table with others.

After Hong Jiaodong looked around, he found a girl in a wheelchair hiding in a corner and fiddling with tempura alone. Probably because of the special shape of the wheelchair, no one else dared to approach her, and the seats around her were actually empty.

If you have to share a table, someone you know is better than someone you don't know.Hong Jiaodong thought so, and after hesitating for two seconds, he decisively walked towards the girl.

"Is there anyone here?"

The cold and low voice of a young boy sounded above his head, Chiyo raised his head, and met a pair of extraordinarily cold eyes of a different color.

"...No." Chiyo was slightly stunned, then lowered his head and moved the plate to make room for Hong Jiaodong, "Please sit down."

"Thank you." Hong Jiaodong was not polite, or he had an aura that strangers should not enter, and his thoughts seemed to be immersed in his own world, even if it was not intentional, there was a sense of distance that seemed to be absent.

After he sat down, he started to eat noodles. People in Nihong country always like to eat noodles loudly to show their respect to the chef, but when Hong Jiao Dong eats soba noodles, his posture is quite delicate, slow and leisurely.

The gloomyness brought by the scar faded away, and it was even a little cute.

Chiyo's heart was about the size of a flea, and after bouncing around for a long time, he couldn't muster up the courage to speak. The two finished their meal in silence, and when Hong Jiaodong was about to get up, Chiyo suddenly spoke.

"Well, Mr. Hong..." Chiyo put the information notes on the table, lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Can I ask you some questions? About your battle suit design."

"?" The arrogant but well-educated boy didn't refuse, he just cleared the dinner plate, nodded and said, "Say it."

Chiyo asked a few questions that could not be fully expressed by simple personality tests, and then cut to the point: "Mr. Hong's personality registration is 'half-burned and half-frozen', but so far, he has never used fire except for thawing. "

Hong Jiaodong pursed his lips slightly. He knew that this question would never be avoided, but just mentioning it briefly, his expression suddenly showed a bit of sullenness: "Ah, you just think that I only have a frozen personality."

"In the future... I probably won't use the flame personality anymore."

Hong Jiao Dongyuan thought that the other party would get to the bottom of it. In fact, there would always be too many sympathetic people who would care about his past, but what he didn't expect was that the girl was silent for a moment, and abruptly avoided the topic.

"I see, but Mr. Hong, if I don't use my personality, I can't design a battle suit that perfectly fits your body."

"If the battle suit can't 'amplify' you, then it can only 'make up' for your shortcomings. If you don't mind, can you tell me about your personality flaws?"

Hong Jiaodong's personality is very perfect, so perfect that Andeva, whose eyes are above the top, can't help but devote all his efforts, and when he insists on using only one personality, this "perfect" will become "incomplete". ".

The left half of Hong Jiao Dong's body belongs to fire, and the right half of his body belongs to ice. Unlike his elder brother Hong Deng Ya, who has an ice physique and a fire personality, which makes him use flames, he is perfect. The perfection of Hong Jiao Dong lies in "balance".

Excessive use of fire or excessive use of ice will cause the body temperature to become unbalanced and reduce body functions, but the use of two personalities at the same time can maintain the balance of body temperature.

"Excessive use of ice will lead to a decline in physical fitness, slowed reaction speed, and may even cause frostbite." Chiyo supported Fuping's optical glasses and recorded carefully, "Installing a temperature control and balance system may solve this problem."

"Then in the same way, excessive use of fire should cause burns and skin tingling. Fire personality damage is higher than ice personality, and the sequelae caused should be more serious."

"Then I will design a battle suit for Mr. Hong on this basis." Chiyo looked up at the young man with a dazed expression, "Is there any problem?"

Hong Jiaodong: "...No, only ice is enough..."

"Mr. Boom." Chiyo, who would become extra serious when involved in the professional field, looked at the boy in front of him with a serious expression.

"Personality is like limbs, it is a part of your body. In the face of danger, the human body will reflexively fight back in order to protect itself. You don't want to face the embarrassing situation of your clothes being burned one day, right?"

Hong Jiaodong was silent, and after a while, he said in a cold and authentic voice: "...I am very strong." So he will not fall into that situation.

Chiyo looked at the young man who was as serious as her with a dazed expression, and remained silent for a moment, but couldn't help retorting in a low voice: "Mr. Hong, have you ever heard of the knee jerk reflex?"

This time there was no need to say anything. After the two were relatively silent, Hong Jiaodong, who was also a top student, naturally knew the subtext in Chiyo's words, and had no choice but to accept her proposal.

After finishing the meal, Chiyo was about to go back to the teacher's office, but Hong Jiaodong hesitated for a while after clearing the dinner plate, and then came forward and asked, "Where are you going?"

Chiyo, who was holding the notebook, couldn't react. She stared blankly at Hong Jiaodong, and subconsciously said, "Go to Mr. Aizawa's office..."

Hong Jiaodong nodded to show that he understood, then naturally stretched out his hand to support the wheelchair, lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I'll take you there."

The two of them didn't say much along the way, but Chiyo was slightly absent-minded.

It's been ten years since the shy and well-behaved boy in his memory has turned into the cold and handsome boy he is today. Chiyo is not completely unaware of the ever-changing strangeness.

But just now, Chiyo clearly felt that the silhouette of the gentle boy in the old days still remained on the lonely boy's body, which was as beautiful as an unattainable dream.

After arriving at the teaching building, Chiyo suddenly thought of what the system said, and subconsciously raised her head and smiled at Hong Jiaodong. sunlight on.

"Thank you, Hong-kun. As expected of a person who aspires to be a hero, you are so gentle."

Hong Jiaodong was slightly taken aback, the girl's clear and shallow smile resembled the winter snow melting under the warm sun, he realized that she had an admirable face, sick but also beautiful, when she bent her eyes and smiled lightly, the stars and the moon were shattered in her eyes.

In the memory, there seems to be such a person, she is smiling under the sky, she is as ethereal as mist, like the falling cherry blossoms in the year of mourning.

Even though she has a name like "Chiyo", she is very much like those colorful clouds and colored glaze that are short-lived and lovable.

—Are you determined to be a hero?Can he really be a hero?

The young man lowered his eyes, looking at the thin and thin back of the young girl with complicated emotions.

Chiyo means long life and good health.

——The person who named her must hope that she can be happy and healthy, and have a worry-free life.