[My English] It's not a problem if you can communicate with your fists

Hero Killer moves fast.

I dodged the opponent's blade time and time again, but I never caught the opening to attack.

Stein's physical skills are superior to mine, so it is very unrealistic to repel him just relying on me alone.But I don't want to join hands with Hong to fight against the enemy-this is probably a kind of psychological repulsion, and I can't explain why.

I dodge Stein's long knife, the blade scrapes across my scalp, and I finally get a chance to attack.

I punched him in the stomach without hesitation.

Surprisingly, however, Stein let go of the Japanese sword, and the sharp dagger stabbed in the direction of the opponent's arm.Even though I had predicted his force point in advance, the dagger cut my neck, and the wound almost stuck to the aorta of the neck.

Blood soon stained the left side of my body red.

The hero killer didn't want to stop there, he raised his dagger to lick the blood on it.

Brightly colored flames struck from behind, and the blazing flames brushed the wound on my neck and rushed towards Stein, forcing him to give up using his personality on me.

I straightened up.Hong has already moved the other three people who were temporarily unable to move to a safe place. His left hand was still burning with flames, and he thought that the blow just now came from there.

"I've already told you not to get in the way." I didn't turn around, but lowered my voice to make my voice sound even deeper. "Take those three people with you, or stand here and watch obediently!"

The other four people present, except Hong, no matter which one I can join hands with them without psychological pressure.

Only boom is not enough.

I reject all contact with him, as if once we have a cooperative or further relationship with him, the two of us will never be able to get rid of the entanglement of that absurd, personality marriage.

Anyway, he doesn't like me, and I don't have to insist on him. It's good for everyone to draw a clear line earlier.

There is no feeling in the right hand.I can't control the five fingers of my right hand, and I'm not sure how far I can use my physical skills, but even so, being helped or joining hands with him is unbearable.

Came to Hosu with him only because I couldn't resist Cheap Daddy.

But after arriving in Hosu City, we shouldn't have any private communication.

The false peace between me and Hong just needs to appear in front of the elders.In places where the elders can't see, Hong Jiaodong and Yucheng Niuxu should be strangers, and even if they meet, they will only stay at a very ordinary level of greeting.

Because of this, being bombarded for help is even more unbearable.

"Boom Jiaodong," I arched my body in an attacking posture, "I don't want to have too much contact with you, and I also hope that we can reach a consensus on this point, so don't interfere in my battle!"

After the words fell, I quickly moved to the hero killer again and raised my foot to kick his side.

The other party jumped up following my movements, and the gleaming dagger swayed in sight, and then disappeared quickly.

I felt the faint sound of wind coming from the side of my body, retracted my right leg, lowered my body weight and let the dagger brush against my ear.Suddenly, a handful of hair seemed to have been cut off, and they stuck to the wound on the neck, bringing a subtle and uncomfortable touch.

"Have the children quarreled by themselves?"

The hero killer seemed to laugh.

"It has nothing to do with you!" I exerted all my strength, jumped up like this, raised my foot and kicked away the dagger in his hand.

The sharp weapon fell to the ground with my movements, making a crisp sound.

I do know that it is irrational to quarrel with Hong at this time, and I also know that it is the most reckless act to fight alone when the combat power is suppressed.But that doesn't mean I can choose to join forces with Hong calmly.

Even if I am ridiculed by the enemy, I don't want to accept Hong's aid.

At this time, I don’t need to care about what other people think of me. Among all the people present, except for Hong, everyone else has nothing to do with me, and the only one who has anything to do with me doesn’t have a good impression of me.

The cold eyes of the boy at the corner of the stairs during the sports festival floated before his eyes.

If you hate me so much, don't pretend to come to help me.

It just makes me feel sick.

The anger rising in his chest subtly devoured the few rationalities.I used the wall of the alley to turn my body in the air, then raised my left leg and kicked the hero killer's head.

Probably due to anger, I moved faster than before.

Stein dodged my attack nimbly, the blade of the Japanese sword cut through the thin fabric of the yukata, and made a small inconspicuous opening on my right arm.Immediately afterwards, he kicked me in the abdomen, and at the same time stuck out his tongue to lick the blood off the blade.

The uncontrollable stagnation of the body hit again.

I was kicked by the opponent and flew backwards, but because I was controlled by the opponent's personality, I couldn't adjust my center of gravity.

hateful……

Is the gap in combat power still too large?

While trying to find a way to temporarily regain consciousness in my body, I calculated my whereabouts.

If there are no accidents, I will probably hit the wall firmly this time.It should be more painful to hit the back directly against the wall than to be sent flying to the ground.

But it's probably within my tolerance.

Anyway, I am also the one who is often pushed to the ground and beaten by the gymnastics teacher, but this level of pain is still acceptable.

Anyway, the education policy of the Yuki family has never been a soft policy.

A pair of hands supported my shoulders, abruptly preventing me from flying backwards.The palms of the boy's hands carried a completely different temperature, one side was hot enough to burn everything, while the other side was bitingly cold.

"...I don't need your help!"

Even if my body loses the ability to move, my self-esteem will not allow me to accept Hong's help just like this.

"Are you a child?" He put me on the ground and stood up. From my angle, I could only see his back. "Now is the time to discuss things between us?"

I felt a puff in my chest.

If Midoriya or Iida accused me of losing my temper regardless of the occasion, I don't think it's a problem.But the person in front of me is Hong, the guy I don't want to get involved with.

It's all good, except I don't want this person to blame me.

I heard my voice was unexpectedly calm, but somehow it sounded like an unreasonable child: "...Whether it's a suitable occasion or not, whatever I say is my freedom, right?"

"To shut up!"

The boy suddenly let out a low growl.

I stared at his back with wide eyes.Boom's tone was very calm, which made me feel particularly irrational.

"I've already said, we'll talk about the matter between us later," he raised his left hand, bright flames jumped, illuminating the dark alley, "If you insist on discussing that kind of thing here, I won't accompany you." .”

The author has something to say:

The hostess is actually still angry about Mr. Hong's refusal to marry

In fact, when the female protagonist of the sports festival questioned Mr. Hong, Mr. Hong always thought of Andewa, so he lost control of his emotions, but the heroine only listened to half of what he had to say, so he preconceived that Mr. Hong hated her

Since you hate me, I’m too lazy to talk nicely to you, and I don’t even want to have any interaction with you ← New Xu-style anger

Boss Hong also knew at the beginning that the heroine had a bad temper (people from the Yucheng family got angry with him), he just thought that the heroine was making trouble, but when the heroine was fighting the hero killer, he was still struggling with this, so he really Angry

Mr. Boom: Are you a child? So childish!

Hostess: ... (being baffled by the yelling)