[Comprehensive] Did Zhixi watch pretty boys today?

"Oops! I have to take a quiz in English class. I didn't memorize the words last night!"

When the third class was over, Kanameniki, who was chatting with Eijiro Kirishima, glanced at the schedule, and his face turned pale, "When the results come out, Mr. Mike will give me the magic sound package?!"

Kirishima gloated at him and smiled: "Don't worry, do you want Squad Leader Iida to take a look at you later?"

"...Did you do it on purpose!?" Who doesn't know how upright the squad leader is!

Upholding the principle that he was not afraid of boiling water, Shang Ming had already given up the idea of ​​hugging the Buddha's feet for a few minutes, and the two of them had a quarrel near the seat for a while, and after a while, Kirishima turned his head: "Hey, do you feel that, What's wrong today?"

Shang Ming secretly moved to his ear: "I know what you're talking about... That guy Bakugo, isn't he in a weird state today?!"

The two looked at each other, and at the same time, they looked towards a certain seat diagonally in front of them. They usually saw a young man who was always three-pointed and fierce at this moment. His eyes were drooping, his legs were lazily and arrogantly resting on the desk, and his chin was twitching. Tapping once and for all...looks like you're humming to the beat.

Mineta, who was sitting in front of him, accidentally bumped into his desk because he flipped through his schoolbag too much, but the boy just frowned and let go quickly.

Mineta didn't respond to Mineta who hurriedly turned around and apologized at all.

"Oh my god..." Kirishima gasped, "Bakugo finally remembered to take his medicine today?"

At the end of the fourth class, Kento turned back and called several other students to go to the cafeteria to eat together. As soon as he stepped out of the classroom door, he was blocked by an arm: "Hey,"

She raised her head, and the milk-blonde boy standing at the door was looking up. There seemed to be some dissatisfaction in the dark red pupils, "Where's the egg roll?"

Ah, it's so strange that Kazuyo Kento would have a day when she could talk to such a famous person on campus because of her little sister—no, this guy actually remembered his face?

Kento paused, hesitating for half a second between the two options of what he called him and answering his question, and chose the latter: "She asked for sick leave, why, didn't she tell you?"

"Zhixi is not the type to talk about herself with unimportant people," Wujian Ningren, who was behind her, answered in a timely manner, "The elder sister plays so well with her, she should be very clear about her habit?"

The words were directed at Kazuka Kento, but every word was aimed at this unexpected visitor who appeared at the door of the classroom, Monoma raised his eyelids, and cast a meaningful look at Katsuki Bakugo, "some People just can't see it."

"..."

Bao Hao grinded his molars, resisted the attack, took out his phone, clicked on the address book, and chose a person to call: "... still alive?"

"Tsk, the garbage will kill you, and you can catch a cold even in the rain."

"... Cough, if you are not in good health, give me a good exercise, don't talk about these things."

"I'll visit you after school—what floor is your house on?"

……

After hanging up the phone, Baohao turned his eyes back to the face of the blond passerby in front of him, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Some people don't even know where she lives?"

Then swaggered away.

Object Room: "..."

Putting a hand on his shoulder, Quan Teng shook the phone screen in front of him, "It's okay, I just asked you about it for you, and I don't worry about her, let's go together after school."

When Zhixi woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, the rain was over, and the bright sunlight shone in through the undrawn curtains, making her eyes narrowed, only then did she realize that she was in a very strange way. Laying down on the bed in a weird posture... It seems to be the posture when playing with the mobile phone last night.

She tried to sit up, but she had to give up because of the weakness of her whole body, her head was about to split open, and her brain was in a state of confusion—this state didn't improve a little until nearly 10 minutes after she woke up.

It's not a cold, the girl thought for a moment with her nearly muddy brain, and came to such a conclusion.

It's not a cold, it's... because of what happened last night.

After she came back last night, she received a text message from Saiki Kusuo.

[sai: About your matter, I probably have some guesses—let’s say it first, this is just my guess, and its authenticity needs to be investigated. ]

[sai: Have you ever thought that you were programmed by some "person", similar to a program - such an existence? ]

[I don’t know: What does Kusuo-kun mean? ]

……

The memory stops here, but she vaguely remembers that the other party sent several messages one after another after she replied that one, but they all turned into unrecognizable garbled characters. Zhi Xi doesn't remember when she lost consciousness, When I woke up again, it was three past ten in the morning the next day.

She covered her head with one hand, and unlocked the screen lock with the other. Teacher Midnight was about to blow up her phone.

Calling back to explain the situation, and taking today's leave by the way, Zhixi clicked on the line and found that the dialog box between her and Saiki Kusuo had become clean at some point, and all the previous messages had been cleared.

"……what."

Her throat was very dry and hoarse, she cleared her throat, frowned and looked at the message interface, probably having some guesses.

The finger stays on the message editing page for a long time, and finally enters: [I don’t know: Kusuo-kun, am I causing you trouble again?sorry……]

A few minutes later, the other party sent a message:

[Sai: Are you still alive? ]

[sai: Last night was really a supernatural event. ]

The other party must have deliberately used a different joking tone than before in order to alleviate her anxiety, but the more this happened, the more Zhixi felt guilty. She pursed her lips and replied: [...Uh, can you tell me what happened later? ? ]

[sai: According to what happened last night, I think it is better for us to reduce contact during this period, let’s talk about it when we have a chance to meet in the future. ]

In the library of PK Middle School, a boy with pink hair was standing quietly in front of the bookshelf, looking at the books about computer language that had just been drawn from the bookshelf.

After a few seconds, he put the book back as if he wasn't interested, and pulled out another one.

[Really, I didn't read these books because I wanted to help some idiot, it was just because I suddenly became interested in computers. 】Thinking this way, the young man put the book in his hand back on the shelf, and took out the third one.

At this moment, Kazuyo Kento was under extreme pressure.

She pretended to be calm and glanced at the boys in front of the station one by one. Well, in addition to Monoken, there was also the expected Bakugo Katsuki, and the unexpected Hong Jiaodong, Lvgu Deku .

Kento: "..."

She took a furtive look at Mu Jian who was standing beside her, and the blond boy's complexion was indeed not very good-looking.

"Why are you here?!"

Katsuki Bakugo, who was the last to arrive at the station, stood there for a few seconds, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth to his classmates.

Hong Jiao Dong, who had a calm expression and was just waiting for the car silently, glanced at him, "Does it have something to do with you?"

"—Yes, because of my mistake yesterday, Zhixi was caught in the rain. I want to apologize to her..."

Izuku Midoriya bit the bullet and interrupted the tension between the two, he looked at his irritable bamboo horse, and then at another classmate, his voice became smaller and smaller under the gaze of the two: "You... Did you go to see her too?"

"'Your mistake'? You were the one who sent her home yesterday, right?" Bakugo's attention suddenly fell on him, his eyes scraped every inch of his body like a blade, his voice was as low as his teeth Squeezed out from the crack, "Tsk, waste is waste, everything you do is terrible..."

Then the voice changed suddenly, "——Yin Yang face, what are you doing? Is it more serious to let the egg roll catch a cold?"

Facing the completely unreasonable attacks of his classmates, Hong Jiaodong just gave him a casual look, and this time he didn't even say "does it have anything to do with you?"

Kazuka Kento leaned closer to the room, "I think it's really difficult for Zhixi...you have to work hard."

To live calmly and easily in such a crack, her little sister is too amazing.

Five students wearing the uniforms of Xiongying High School got off the bus and walked towards the same apartment building without saying a word. The passers-by who walked nearby were all attracted by the battle, and a little doubt arose in their hearts: where is the neighborhood? Are there so many heroic students?Why is it that only that girl has a better complexion among them?

As the only girl, Kento Kazuka always felt that they didn't look like they were here to visit a doctor, or to initiate a campus bullying incident.

Five people entered the elevator together, and she, who stood closest to the elevator door, stretched out her hand and pressed the floor stiffly. After that, there was a silence that lasted for more than ten seconds. After touching the house numbers one by one, someone finally couldn't help but "tsk", and broke the silence first, "Why are there no lights in the corridor?"

"—Xiaosheng, it's the innermost room."

Green Valley took out his mobile phone to take a picture, and quickly found the room number. He took a step towards the room a few steps away, but a hand stretched out behind him and pushed him away, and he was so proud of himself. He glanced, "I'm going to the front."

Wu Jianning let out a snort, "As childish as a placenta."

"—Do you want to fly out of here?"

The man who had just knocked on the door clenched his hands into fists and turned his head to look at him sullenly.

There was no response, and Baohao was about to continue knocking on the door, but the person next to him held a key and inserted it into the door lock, and it opened with a "click".

"..."

The corridor fell into a kind of silence for a moment.

"—Egg Roll! You'd better explain to me why that bastard with a yin and yang face has the key to your house!!"

Hearing the knock on the door, the girl who was struggling to get out of bed and go to the entrance was startled by the angry roar, and nearly fell to the ground.She struggled to stretch out an arm from the quilt to prop herself up a little, her hair, which was already easily messed up, was piled up behind her head.

Hong Jiaodong took off his shoes and followed the movement in the house to find the bedroom first, and this was the scene when he saw it.

It looked really bleak.

"...Go to the hospital."

He walked to the bed in two or three steps, and stretched out his hand to help her up. His eyes froze when he touched the strap of the nightgown that was about to slip off her right shoulder. The person was wrapped tightly inside, "Why are you suddenly so sick?"

Zhi Xi poked out half of her face from under the quilt, "I'm just a cocoon, I don't know anything."

Then he raised his head vigorously and greeted the people who entered the room afterwards: "Hello, are you coming to the party?"