Salvation equals death

"Is Chiyo very used to making physical contact with others?"

Walking side by side in the garden, Hong Jiaodong vaguely recalled the scenes of being together when he was a child. At that time, his emotions were on the verge of collapse, but every time he wandered on the edge of the abyss, he would be hugged by her and patted and healed.

Although, that may be mostly due to psychological effects, but in childhood, Hong Jiaodong felt from the bottom of his heart that a girl's embrace has the power to heal people's hearts-as if all resentment and hatred can be tolerated and forgiven.

"No." Chiyo raised his head and looked at the young man beside him who was a full head taller than him. His brows and eyes were indifferent, handsome but with the coldness that strangers should not enter. "It will hurt a little."

Hearing the words, Hong Jiaodong turned his head in confusion, and his expression was no longer cold, but rather dumbfounded.

"I've had hallucinatory neuralgia before..." Chiyo hesitated for a moment, and then explained softly, "Although it got better later, but when I was in contact with people, I felt scalp numbness. It should be just a psychological disorder. But it's a strange one. It's not a big problem to get in touch with children, but it doesn't seem to be a problem if you get in touch with Mr. Hong..."

Chiyo was stunned, because she found that Hong Jiaodong touched her several times, and she didn't seem to feel any discomfort.

Could it be that--

"You treat me like a child." Hong Jiaodong, who was unexpectedly keen in this regard, said without hesitation, "Even your subconscious mind treats me like a child."

Chiyo: "...I'm sorry."

Chiyo is a person who is very nostalgic for nostalgia. She is always fond of nostalgia. When she sees people, she always remembers her first impression. To put it in a literary way, she is the type in the legend that "life is just like the first time you see her".

Perhaps it was because the first encounter between Hong Jiaodong and her left a deep impression on her, the boy who cried miserably under the ice, so that ten years later, she has not completely reversed her previous senses.

"Mr. Hong is actually very happy, isn't he? To be able to fight side by side with people who are enough to be called 'friends'." Chiyo and Hong Jiaodong sat on a bench in the park, looking up at the sky, "Mr. Hong's eyes are not It's as cold as it used to be."

The boy with the scald on the left half of his cheek always looks extraordinarily gloomy and cold in profile—although he himself didn't intend to express such negative emotions, he just simply wandered away.

"Being able to say to Iida-san 'see clearly what kind of person you want to be' means that Hong-kun has really come out." Chiyo is sincerely happy for Hong Jiaodong.

"Yeah." Hong Jiaodong raised his head and looked up at the sky following Qiandai's movements, but there was subtle loneliness hidden in his eyes, "I was forgiven by my mother."

The moment he was forgiven by the Snow Queen, the boy's stagnant time began to move again, but the years that have passed cannot be undone, and the damage caused cannot be undone.

Every day that Hong Jiaodong passed, he never lived for himself—the boy who was born as the cornerstone of his father's ideals inherited his father's ambition and mother's complicated feelings from birth, and he was born as a piece of steel.

If he doesn't obey his father's orders and doesn't show his due value, his mother will be treated more excessively; similarly, if he, who is regarded as a tool by his father, cannot save enough bargaining chips, he will not be able to protect his mother.

Therefore, he trained desperately, grew desperately, gritted his teeth again and again, and endured those cruel and merciless tortures.

It is a good piece of steel, and it will become a perfectly sharp blade when it is polished.

— But mother is afraid of the blade.

Afraid of the self who forbears in order to become stronger, afraid of the self with firm and indifferent brows and eyes becoming more and more like his father, and even more afraid of the self who gritted his teeth and endured all the pain and was no longer afraid of pain—even if it was for the purpose of protecting her.

Because his mother was afraid of himself growing up, the little boy drew a prison and trapped himself in the past.

More than once, Hong Jiaodong felt that this world was the castle of the Ice Queen, and the cold wind was coming from all directions, and his heart had already turned into hard ice.

His heart was either broken or melted in the end, but it was not a happy ending.

It was very cold, so cold that even the sun was unwilling to give him a little warmth.

Hong Jiaodong, who was immersed in the memory, was slightly absent-minded, not realizing what kind of expression he was showing, but in the next second, he felt himself being pulled into a warm embrace.

The embrace was not wide and could even be said to be a little slender, and the thin arms even made it difficult to wrap around the thin and scorched shoulders, but she held him firmly in her arms.

"Although I am not Hong-kun's mother or Hong-kun's lover, strictly speaking, I am not qualified to hug Hong-kun." Chiyo gently stroked the boy's strange-colored hair, "But please, please don't show such a lonely look. look."

——"How can my hero not be loved by the world?"

Chiyo felt that her words were lacking more than once, how should she tell Mr. Hong how important he is to her heart?

Without him, she wouldn't have persisted until today—he was like the miracle that "if you live, you can wait for it" as her father said, just appearing in her life was already a kind of salvation.

"...Because of Mr. Hong, I feel from the bottom of my heart that it is such a wonderful thing to be able to come to this world to see those people, those things, and those scenery."

The girl's words were plain, the sound of the heartbeat close at hand was beating with steady strength, the warm body temperature, and the fragrance of the white rose accompanied by the breeze——

The cold wood springs, and the winter snow melts.

Hong Jiaodong closed his eyes lightly, only feeling his throat was hot, as if something was stuck in his heart, making him speechless for a while.

- Can I really be a hero?

- You are already my hero.

He is unwilling to absorb the warmth from his father; the tenderness from his mother makes him walk on thin ice.

He longs for a hug, and drives away the coldness in his heart with the warm and nostalgic body temperature of the person in front of him.

This is probably a very, very selfish behavior.

but--

"Thank you, Chiyo."

Chiyo held the boy in her arms, like holding a little boy in time and age, she knew very well that this was a farewell, because the little boy was determined to grow up.

Just like she used to be—because she has no support, she has to grit her teeth and endure all the pain and parting from this world.

Butterflies will break through the chrysalis one day, and the hatchlings will see a whole new landscape.

The two hugged in silence for a long time, and finally Chiyo noticed that Hong Jiaodong's mood had improved, smiled and patted his head and said, "Have you charged the battery?"

"Yeah." Hong Jiaodong still had that clear, cold and serious look, but his eyes were completely different from before, with a touch of soft warmth.

"Go back, we agreed that we only came out for a short while, and the breakfast we bought must have been cold." Chiyo smiled and nodded between his brows, but she knew very well that the past would become out of reach from now on.

——Growth is a farewell to the past and a new starting point.

The two returned to the hospital, Chiyo said goodbye to Hong Jiaodong, and released the system that was locked in the small black room.

【...What did you do to this innocent young man while I was away? !You actually put me in a dark room! 】

The system is full of resentment, if it has any limbs, it must be baring its teeth and claws.The system feels bad, because its intuition tells it that being locked up in the dark room this time is just the beginning.

"System, help me sort out Stein's past criminal records and the families of the victims." Chiyo thought about it all night, and only came up with a not-so-bad way to make up for it.

【……What are you doing?Are you going to help Stein clean up the mess?In whose name?Stein?Stein fan?You are afraid that you are going to be beaten to death. 】The system dislikes authenticity.

"No... just in the name of Qishi." Chiyo sighed, she knew why Stein was so obsessed with being a hero, because he couldn't be a hero himself, so he used his own standards to harshly judge other heroes.

In order to cover up its purpose of making up for Stein's crimes, the system finally chose to cast a large-scale net, including a large number of heroes who were disabled or injured on duty, and screened them one by one.

As soon as Hong Jiaodong, who was dubbed "charging complete" by Chiyo, just returned to the ward, he met the expressionless faces of the two roommates who were holding their breakfast and chewing their cheeks.

Izuku Midoriya has "Ai" written on his left eye and "Ma" written on his right eye; Tenya Iida has "Guo" written on his right eye and "fen" written on his left eye.

The last link between the two was a sentence - "I didn't expect you to be such a Mr. Hong".

Izuku Midoriya sighed and put down the rich natto bibimbap in his hand, and said: "Mr. Hong, I heard that Chiyo-san came from the neighboring city overnight to help us. It was really not easy."

Iida Tenya took a bite of the delicious tamagoyaki with a serious expression, and said, "Boom classmate, we men must stand upright and not take advantage of girls!"

Hong Jiaodong looked at the two friends who had suddenly become comedians speechlessly, and couldn't help but made the first precise complaint in his life: "She bought the breakfast you guys had."

--come!Hurt each other!

The men's dormitory was full of blood and blood, but the ward where Chiyo was staying was quite quiet.

Chiyo looked at the scenery outside the window, today is a sunny day, the sun is bright and brilliant, fine gold-like light spots leaked between the branches and leaves, dancing with the swaying tree shadows, the world has not changed because of last night's tragedy.

But Chiyo is clearly aware that the world has suddenly changed.

[The video of the confrontation between Stein and Andeva will definitely spread. If the concept of social justice and morality are too strong, the more dangerous the repressed evil thoughts will explode. 】

[Stein's identity has been dug out, and it has been confirmed that he is a member of the enemy alliance, and those small and weak "maliciousness" buried in every corner will gather in his direction, and finally become an irresistible "momentum" . 】

[Ah, the era of All Might and the former Dark Emperor has passed, and the next——is your era. 】

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Mr. Boom: Suck Chiyo, revive.

Chiyo: Suck the killer whale and revive it.

Mr. Boom: ...? ? ?