Qi Munanzi with superpowers[Comprehensive]

"This flower is so powerful! It is indeed a boom!"

Kirishima betrayed (?) the Bakugou camp without hesitation, and praised with a thumbs up.

"It's so beautiful."

Looking at it from a distance, Ye Yin felt that the flowers made of ice were even more beautiful than the crystal chain sent by Qing Shan.

Pure water, condensed from the air, without any impurities, this kind of flower can't even arouse people's desire to be stained, it is suitable for viewing from a distance but not daring to touch.

"Well, I didn't expect Mr. Hong to be able to perform such meticulous operations now."

The organizer of the birthday party, 800 million, analyzed it from another angle.

——No, Hong mate, you don't need to spend your energy on this aspect at all...

If it is making shaved ice, Nanzi might be able to understand it, but why make an ice flower?

Moreover, student Binghuoren, do you feel worthy of your mother who raised you up through hard work in your family, and your troubled old father who expects his son to become a dragon?

Does Andrew know that you exercise control precision just to give your female classmate a birthday present?

Although Nanzi knew that hitting a classmate didn't mean that, but if Andeva knew that his precious son was sending flowers to an ordinary female classmate...

The NO.2 hero is probably going to blow up.

...Maybe this is what Hong students want to see?

Nanzi gave up the weird script in her brain [adolescent son looking for fake girlfriend to anger father].

Ice and fire people are not so rebellious.

...Under the attention of everyone, Hong's performance was finally coming to an end. He looked down at the ice flower in his palm, and concentrated on doing the last process - cooling the ice flower so that it could last longer.

finished!

The tall and straight boy wanted to hand over the ice flower directly, but suddenly realized something, and withdrew his hand again.

Bystanders: ? ?

Hong continued to use personality, and the base of the ice flower gradually protruded into a slender cylinder.

This time I really have to accept it if I don’t accept it.

It was meant to be a birthday present, so no need to think too much about it.

Nanzi understood what Binghuoren meant.

She took the ice flower.

The backs of their hands touched briefly for a moment.

At this time, Hong's hand was colder than when it was touched by the window sill.

Nanzi pinched the ice flower... Now it is more appropriate to say it is an ice hairpin, and she gestured in her hair.

Because she has short hair, a simple hairstyle can be tied with a silk scarf due to the amount of hair. In theory, inserting a hairpin should be stretched and redundant.

—That is in theory.

In fact, the length of the hairpin made by Mr. Hong is just right, the size of the ice flower is not too overwhelming, and the decoration complements each other without being particularly obtrusive.

It's just that Nanzi herself thinks it's a little weird, she seldom dresses herself up, let alone put so much thought into her hairstyle.

Ashdo gave a thumbs up: "It's not bad! It's very suitable for you, Nanzi!"

Li Ri: "But I really can't believe it..."

Erlang: "Boom can actually send out such a gift."

The girls expressed their surprise at Hong's level of gift giving. Compared with the ordinary straight men in the class, Hong's classmate is simply outstanding!

The witty Mineta recalled the scene when he met the two in the corridor before, and immediately suspected that their relationship was not simple.

Mineta probed without hesitation, "But why are you sending flowers..."

"Send flowers..." Hong Lue glanced at Mineta suspiciously, and answered seriously, "Is there something wrong?"

Hong acted very honestly, he really didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

The problem is not the flower, but the ice flower!And obviously practiced!

If he said he didn't bother, he wouldn't believe it, Mineta-kun, a famous detective!

and--

There is a saying that sending a hairpin represents a token of love!

Mineta winked at Hong, but the other party didn't receive the signal at all.

Hong cared and asked: "Mineta, are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Mineta: "...No!"

Nanzi: […]

well said.

She also felt that Mineta-san needed to go to the eye hospital for further treatment.

And whether it is a token of love depends on the specific occasion.

The gift given at this kind of birthday party is still an ice flower hairpin that will melt at some point... Obviously it can't be a **** token of love.

Mineta continued his efforts: "Then... how did you think of giving it away?"

Hong was very calm: "Ask the family."

Both Sister Dongmei and her mother said it was a good idea.

——No, Mr. Hong, you should also reflect on it. Why don’t you choose one in a boutique as a birthday gift for ordinary students?

Why did you get reduced to asking your mother and sister?

All the limelight at the birthday party was snatched away by classmate Hong, and he returned to his place without noticing it.

Sero-san next to him also winked at Hong-san.

Boom: What's the matter, Sero, are your eyes uncomfortable too?

Kusuko: Classmate Sero, please go to the ophthalmology department for me too.

...In short, after more than ten minutes of bustle and bustle, there is only one person left who has not sent a gift.

It's Bakugo.

Everyone suspected that this guy didn't prepare a gift at all, or simply picked one from the gift shop, paid for it and left.

It's hard to imagine that a person like Bakugo, a top-level straight guy in his class, would seriously prepare gifts... That's definitely the sun coming out from the west.

Under the attention of everyone, Fat Tiger took out a small gift box with a sullen face.

The students have no doubt that Bao Hao will drop the gift box on the table in a second.

But he didn't.

Bakugo just calmly pushed the gift box closer and said calmly, "Happy birthday."

This abnormal calm made the students feel terrified.

"Go back and open it again." Bao Hao said, and then the next sentence finally revealed some malicious Fat Tiger style, "Of course, if you want to open it now, it's up to you."

——Don't worry, she must choose to go back and take it apart.

Nanzi, who saw the contents of the gift box through [Perspective], did not intend to make the students stunned again.

It's not good to cause strange associations among the students - although from Fat Tiger's point of view, this is not a strange association, but the truth of the matter.

In short, it’s time to enjoy the coffee jelly——

The second half of the birthday party made Nanzi very satisfied, even though she was dragged by her classmates to 800 million collection rooms, study rooms, swimming pools and other places after eating the coffee jelly. His eyes swept over - Fat Tiger was thinking about his birthday gift.

But she who has enjoyed coffee jelly has a very high tolerance limit for it.

After the birthday party, Kusuko [teleport] went home.

Considering the time for other students to go back to the dormitory from the 800 million home, the party actually ended around three o'clock in the afternoon.

After Nanzi placed most of the gifts properly, she sat back seriously at the desk where she usually only used to read comics.

In front of him is the gift box of Pang Hu's classmate, which is the same simple color as the solid wood table, which is completely inconsistent with Pang Hu himself. Besides, it is wrapped with a pink ribbon—probably because of Nanzi's hair color?Wearing a beautiful bow tie, it doesn't look like anything special.

But considering that the handicrafts inside are made by Fat Tiger himself...

Well, the ribbon bow on the surface of the gift box is obviously tied by Baohao himself...

Thinking of this, Nanzi's senses became more subtle.

What should she say?Fat Tiger is really ingenious... He can even tie a bow so beautifully.

——I can't think any more!The more I think about it, the weirder it gets!

Fat Tiger's character design is about to become another person completely.

Nanzi stopped imagining Baohao, lost her soul, and untied the ribbon with a wooden face.

There are no frills inside.

She has seen it through [perspective] before, and has a guess.

Ring-shaped, the inner hollow ring is the thickness of the wrist, like a bracelet-like ornament.

Now open it and see that it is.

Wooden bracelets...

It's very traditional, but few people wear it now, maybe it can be used to match kimonos, yukatas and the like?

... Fortunately, I didn't open it on the spot at that time. After all, things like bracelets were carved by hand...

Some students with strong brain skills will probably think about it again.

For example, distorted explanations such as "giving a bracelet means wanting to trap others" and "wanting to spend every day holding hands"... I guess Fat Tiger himself didn't think so much.

Nanzi's suggestion is to see an ophthalmologist.

While thinking, Nanzi raised the wooden bracelet to observe carefully, and there were some patterns carved on it.

Some resemble flowers or leaves, others are meaningless curves of pure beauty.

But the only thing that makes Nanzi a little puzzled is that one of the flowers seems to be only half engraved...

Probably not enough empty space.

Without thinking too much, she picked up the bracelet and gestured for it, and put it on for a little try.

The size is actually just right, just the size that makes people comfortable.

Could it be that he has been observing her all the time? ?

But Nanzi didn't feel bad for Fat Tiger because of this, she just took off the bracelet, found a drawer and stuffed it in.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Nanzi didn't refute anything before, but looking at it now——

It's really nerve-wracking not to hit the south wall, and to be persistent on things that are completely unnecessary...

After all, who is the real "idiot"?

Nanzi gradually closed the drawer, and following her movements, a round button rolled out from the depth of the drawer, rushing into Nanzi's field of vision with a "click".

This is……

Very familiar.

It must be the uniform buttons from the Teiko era.

Speaking of-

"Nanzi——" a sudden voice interrupted Nanzi's thinking, it was his father.

"Xiao Nan, there are guests!" Mom also said.

Ah, it's not good, she completely ignored the outside voice because she was thinking about Fat Tiger's affairs too seriously.

That's right, according to the routine, it is the owner of this button—Seijuro Akashi himself who appears on the stage now.

"Take the liberty to visit, I really bother you." The red-haired boy who hadn't seen him for a long time said politely to the parents of his middle school classmates. Although it was really abrupt, it would not arouse the disgust of others.

...It may also be the power of money. Anyway, Kusuko noticed that her useless father was already thinking about the value of Akashi's private server.

——But, if you know how to be presumptuous, don't come here suddenly...

Nanzi dodged, moved from the bedroom to the living room, and came to the entrance within a few steps.

Their relationship probably hasn't reached the point of giving birthday presents, right?

"Nanzi, long time no see."

Akashi naturally put on the hospitality slippers, stood up, and his eyes fell on Kusuko's hairstyle and hair accessories.

"By the way, your hairstyle is very cute today."