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

After school, I went directly to Class C classroom.

Facts have proved that in some things, my luck is so outrageous. Before I reached the destination, the girl with the colorful butterfly hairpin ran over quickly from there.At the moment when the eyes met, she slowed down slightly and nodded at me, then accelerated again and left the teaching area where the general subjects were located.

It was a birthday present for Xin Cao.

I blinked.

Compared to Sakurada, my real girlfriend really doesn't care much about Xinsao.Let alone birthday presents, I only found out about Xin Cao's birthday today.

But even so, Xin Cao still chose me.

Thinking of this, a little subtle elation actually rose in my heart.

The boy with the purple seaweed head was walking this way with a schoolbag in one hand and a beautifully wrapped gift bag in the other.Seeing me standing there, he reached out and threw the gift bag into my arms.I subconsciously picked up the bag and opened it. There were handmade cookies inside. The small square cookies were neatly arranged. The girl who made the dessert was obviously very hardworking.

It's a pity that her crush is completely ungrateful.

It's impossible to return the bag to Shinsao, and the thought of this guy eating the snacks made by other girls makes me angry; throwing these cookies is even less advisable, and it's not good if someone sees it.All that said, the best thing to do is to pretend it's my birthday and let me eat these.

So I put the bag into my schoolbag with peace of mind.

"Where are you going?" I looked up at Xin Cao's face.

"You'll know when you get there." He said, "I won't drag you into a ravine to sell."

"That's hard to say," I sneered, "What if you are so desperate for money?"

"If you are short of money, if you sell you, you will definitely lose money. I am afraid that your fighting power will demolish the buyer's house. What if they ask me for compensation and return the goods?" The boy rolled his eyes, "But if I hate someone , I can consider sending you to someone else."

"Tsk tsk tsk, did you show the fox tail?"

"After thinking about it, I still don't want to sell it," the other party turned his head with a sudden smile, wrapped his paw around my shoulder, and pulled me into his arms, "If I sell it, I won't have a girlfriend."

I thought for a moment, "I can run back by myself, and then you can sell it again."

"..."

Shinsao looked at my face with idiotic eyes.

The boy with the blond afro head passed us with his hands in his trouser pockets. I don't know if it was an illusion. When he passed by me, his eyes seemed to stay for a few seconds on Xinsuo's hands that were holding my shoulders.

I subconsciously turned my head to look at Bakugo's back.

"What's wrong?" Xin Cao followed my gaze.

"No," I turned my gaze back, then raised my arm and snapped Xinsao's head back, "Let's go."

I don't have much interaction with Bakugou, and I'm honestly a little surprised that he has an impression of me.In my memory, Bakugo is probably the type who doesn't take others seriously.

But that doesn't matter anymore, and I won't have any other interactions with Bakugou in the future.

"Did you just look at other boys?"

Unexpectedly, Shinsao was actually bitter about the fact that I stared at Bakugo's back for a few seconds.

"Yes, I saw it." I replied blankly, "He looks more handsome than you, let me see what's wrong with him?"

"Nyuu Yuuki, you disappointed me so much, I thought you were not Yangou!"

"Okay, let's not talk about looks." I squinted my eyes and thought for a while, "But he is better at fighting than you. He is the champion of the sports festival." .

I didn't watch the finals of the sports festival, but later I heard from my family that, according to Daddy Cheap, if he had used the flame personality, Bakugo would definitely not be able to get No.1.

No matter how talented you are, whether you have a professional hero as a mentor will still have a considerable impact on your combat effectiveness.

Maybe in another year or two, it's hard to say who will win between Baohao and Hong, but at least at this stage, Baohao's actual combat effectiveness is far inferior to Hong's.

Shinsou was silent for a few seconds.

Just when I thought he had dropped the subject, Shinsao suddenly let go of my shoulders.The boy took two steps back, his expression was very serious, as if he was making some very important oath.

"Won't keep you waiting long," he said, "I'll get stronger."

I raised my head and looked straight at the other person's gaze, "...Are you an idiot?"

Whether Xinsao can become stronger or not is meaningless to me.I agreed to associate with Xinsao not because of his appearance or strength. For me, the existence of "Xinshao Renshi" is more important than any additional conditions.

Even if he can't reach the height of a professional hero in the future, I have enough confidence to support his every move with what I can do - as long as he can pass the hero license exam, I will have a way to let him sit on Yuki The position of the president of the firm.

I used to hate everything about that office and the Yuki family, but if it was to support Xinsao, those things would not be so difficult to accept.

"Yeah," the boy lowered his head slightly, and I saw my face in the reflection of the other person's eyes, "You are not the first person to say such a thing, nor will you be the last. I have always been an idiot... "

A person with the most unsuitable personality to be a hero, aspiring to become a professional hero.

This man is indeed an idiot, the hopeless kind.

But if it weren't for that, I probably wouldn't like him either.

Why does the existence of "worrying about others" attract me so much?

It should be because he has something that I don't have, or even something that I can't have in my whole life.

People are always attracted to guys who complement them.Xinsao and I are like the opposite of a mirror. We both have what each other most wants to have, and at the same time we have chosen paths that each other would never choose.

I put my head under the opponent's nose.

Xin Cao froze for a moment.

"Suddenly I found that you look cute like this," I squinted my eyes and said, "I don't hate idiots."

Just as I will see my past self in Lugu, I will also find what I have lost in Xinsao.It is precisely because I realize that I have lost those things that I want to help Xin Cao keep them from the bottom of my heart.

Before Xinsao became like me.

Even if he's not the best guy to be a hero, I'll definitely make him a great professional hero.

Thinking of this, I reached out and grabbed the boy's collar again, forcing him to lower his head.

The moment our lips touched, I heard the other party sighing slightly.

"Actually, Niusu, you... are also an idiot."

The author has something to say:

The mode of getting along between the heroine and Xinsao is the one I feel most comfortable with.

If two people fully expose their shortcomings to each other, they will also dislike each other's shortcomings, but after they dislike each other, they continue to support each other and move forward

To put it simply, old couples (?) will basically become like this if they really get to the point of discussing marriage... Even if they are not married before marriage, they will become like this, after all, they want to live together for a lifetime For example, my impression of my husband before marriage is that he is a gentle young man with a good temper, and his impression after marriage is that he is disliked; my husband’s impression of me before marriage is that of a literary girl, and his impression of me after marriage is that of a scumbag and a forceful person , MMP)