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

Because I'm not a student of the hero department, I can't patrol with other office members like Bakugou.

However, even so, I was dragged out of bed early in the morning of the next day by the hot bull king.

Not being able to go out on patrol doesn't mean you can't train in the office. I was thrown into the office's dojo without even opening my eyes. When I fully recovered from the beating, the wall clock on the wall pointed to eight o'clock.

At this moment, I miss Cheap Daddy's office so much, at least I don't have to get up early and get beaten.

The moment I opened the cafeteria door, I felt something was wrong.

Obviously I heard Bakugou's iconic roar when I was outside, but I didn't see anyone when I entered the cafeteria.

I ordered udon from the window and sat down in the corner.After all, it's just an office, not a school cafeteria. The dining area is not big, and I can't enjoy the same treatment as when I was in school.

The most important thing is that I am just a weak chicken in front of these professional heroes, so naturally no one will be afraid of me.

Sitting next to me was an unfamiliar-looking young man, his light blond hair was combed carefully.The other party was holding a bowl of ramen noodles with bright red soup, which looked very spicy just by looking at it.

Eating spicy food early in the morning... I always feel that it is not good for my body.

I sipped the udon noodles and watched him stuff the food into his mouth. Before I knew it, the noodles in my bowl seemed to become spicy.

When I thought the other party would just leave after breakfast like this, he raised his head ferociously, and said in a very personal and highly recognizable beating tone: "Have you seen enough?"

I almost choked on the udon noodle in my throat.

Boom?

Why did Bao Hao's hairstyle become like this? What did Chao Bao Niu Wang do? !

Out of humanitarianism, I picked up the bowl as if I wanted to hide it, and buried my whole face in the tableware that was bigger than my head.However, the sound of the soup being stirred by the airflow and the shrugging of the shoulders still betrayed my state.

With a new look, Bakugo made a big hole in the table with a black face and personality.

"You try laughing again!"

Holding the rice bowl, I managed to dodge the boy's blow mixed with anger, and before he could react, I put the bowl on the empty table behind me, and then propped up the table with both hands, I dodged and kicked him in the side.

Bakugo reacted very quickly and left my attack range, and then, the boy's fist brushed against my side of my face with his fist close to my ear.

I can feel the discomfort of the skin being burned by the heat.

The professional heroes around were startled by this sudden battle, and the adults put down their jobs and rushed towards the direction where Bakugo and I were...then spontaneously formed a circle and started applauding.

I raised my eyelids and met the blond boy's gaze.Both of them could see that each other's face was too dark.

No matter how you think about it, it's the fault of Bakugou who made the first move.

After judging the situation, a subtle and untenable confidence rose in my heart.I tricked Baohao into avoiding him with a feint punch, then quickly changed the direction of travel, wrapped my arms around the opponent's neck, and made a strangling posture.

Bakugo might have blushed a little, and he directly pressed his palm against my abdomen with his backhand.

To be honest, I was a little scared that he was going to explode my stomach.

However, when my arm brushed against the boy's palm, I didn't feel the high temperature that I felt during the sports festival.

I'm afraid I was cheated...

Just like my fake punch just now, Bakugo's attempt to explode my stomach was also a fake move. Our purpose was just to deceive the other party.

Cheers came from all around.

Bakugo and I turned around at the same time, and rushed towards each other again.

Before the physical contact, an extremely thin silk thread suddenly interspersed in the battlefield at some point, bound Bakugo and me firmly with an unusually strong posture, and hoisted the target around the beam.

Bakugo and I both looked terrified at the same time.

The owner of the office stood at the door of the cafeteria with an unpredictable expression on his face.

"Time to work."

The young man's voice was very calm, as if he just helped someone pick up the documents that fell on the floor.In contrast to his calmness were the other members of the office. The adults packed the tableware at a speed that was impossible for humans to easily achieve, and rushed to leave the cafeteria to go to their posts.

The boy hanging beside me yelled hoarsely: "Hey! Put me down!"

Chaobao Niuwang didn't look at us at all. After all the employees left, he directly closed the door of the cafeteria, leaving me and Baohao on the beam of the cafeteria.

A strong wind suddenly blew through the window, and the beams supporting the two healthy students made an overwhelmed "creaking" sound.

We are hanging here and don't care, absolutely!

I rolled my eyes, "It's all your fault, we are now hanging from the beams of the house."

Even if my behavior of laughing at Bakugo's new hairstyle is indeed a little rude, Bakugou who started the war first should be fully responsible for the current situation. After all, I was only acting in self-defense.

"Ah?!" The boy's roar could almost shatter my eardrums, "What are you talking about bean sprouts! I will blow you to pieces right now!"

I turned my head to look at Bakugo's hands tied behind his back with a blank expression, "...before threatening others, consider whether you can do it yourself."

"Wait for me, when I go down, I will definitely blow you up into fireworks!"

"You go down first, let's talk." I tried to struggle twice, but failed, "Besides, rather than blowing me up into fireworks, should you think about whether I will lose another arm?"

There is a strong smell of sex in the air, I don't know if it's my illusion or Bakugo couldn't help using his personality.

The boy suddenly twisted his body, his legs were hanging on the beam, and his head was facing the ground.The palms tied behind his back are also facing the wooden beams because of this posture.

Hey, hey, hey... You're lying... Forget about fighting, you're going to demolish the house...

I silently looked up at the beam above my head.The silk thread left by Chaobao Niuwang is not long, so the distance between the beam and my head is no more than half a meter, and it will indeed be twisted when the personality is activated.

Rather than letting Bao Hao blow up the beams of the house, it is better to let me twist it. If the roof is blown down, it will really become a murder scene.

I stopped Bakugo's near-suicidal behavior, and twisted a small break in the beam under the boy's complicated eyes.The logs, unable to bear our weight, began to lean towards the break, eventually letting us down.

"That's enough." I adjusted my center of gravity and stood firmly on the ground, "I want to fight for a while, and then I will find something to get rid of this thing that is tied to my body."

It was rare for Bakugo to honestly agree.

When we found a fruit knife from the corner of the cafeteria and planned to implement the escape plan, the door of the cafeteria was opened again.

The owner of the office stood at the door with a blank expression.

So on the second day after arriving in Tokyo, Bakugo and I were tied up again and hung on the stainless steel beam at the entrance of the office, and the beam was about a meter away from my head.

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Let's do an update today... I have a bit of a headache after going through the hell mode yesterday