I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

Once upon a time, a man who didn't belong here came to the ideal land isolated from the world for the important existence he regarded as his relatives.

Time went by for thousands of years, and it was the same person again.

He still came here for his important existence...

"Who said I came to see you? Just kidding, even if you get carried away playing outside and don't want to go back, it's none of my business, okay?"

Well, although after turning around and coming back, the former tall, handsome and indifferent man has become not only short and cute, but also ten times awkward——

"Okay, okay, you didn't come to see us, you came to see the scenery, right? Huh? Speaking of which, the scenery here is really beautiful. How about finding a place to camp later?"

"I'm very upset to hear this, you two don't realize where you are wrong at all!...Wait for me, what kind of scenery are you looking at inexplicably!"

It is obviously reasonable to raise this question while being unhappy.

Saiki Kusuo just came out of the lake. Not only did he turn from a baby back into a junior high school student, he was also so energetic that he seemed to be playing highlights outside - he threw all the water on Eric, of course he looked refreshed!

Eric was very upset.

However, he was not happy... It seemed that it couldn't change the fact that the other two were very excited.

Saiki Kusuo: "Camping, didn't we come out for camping at the beginning?"

Saitama: "Yeah, yes, whoever said when we set off, we were going to camp together -ah, is it what I said?"

"It doesn't matter what anyone says, what matters is that everyone enjoys the process of achieving the goal of camping!"

Eric: "..."

He couldn't refute this as an excuse to forcibly make contact.

Ask, what is the reason?

Because no matter what, as long as he saw the two people in front of him standing here properly, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and then he would feel very happy—hmph!Did you think he would say that!

certainly!Impossible!

"I got it, I got it, so you can come too—"

"...What are you doing? You dragged me without logic!"

The bald man who reunited after a long absence is somehow very active, and the idiot who has been soaked in water for several months is also suspected of having his head flooded.

Waiting for the brand-new superpower to bow deeply to the calm lake, he thanked him very earnestly.

Without any explanation, the two of them directly dragged Eric away.

Only the young man's exasperated ending voice was left on the spot: "You guys are really enough!"

A leftover drop of water slid down from the edge of a hanging leaf by the lake, and dripped in the center of the clear, mirror-like lake, causing the ripples to center on one point again and spread layer by layer like emerald green waves.

The lake fairies who had previously disappeared appeared in the ripples.

Their shadows were shallow and hazy, and they only raised their heads in the fragmented shadows, silently staring at the backs of the three people walking away and gradually disappearing.

The unknown song with unknown content resounded leisurely again.

The moving notes are surrounded by the forest, leaving only the lingering lingering sounds faintly echoing between the heaven and the earth.

Although Saitama and Saiki Kusuo have been in Avalon for several months, they have spent all their time by the lake. They haven't strolled here much, and they haven't even taken a close look at the sea of ​​flowers.

Now it's all right, the strongest (cross talk) trio is all here, and the hidden dangers of so-and-so and so-and-so have basically receded after this and that!

"Well, just to celebrate the great news, we need to camp in a nice place with a lot of scenery!"

"I said, this is obviously the reason you want now, right?"

"Hmmmm, when it comes to camping, you can't forget the camping essentials. There are flowers, they are everywhere here, and the rest is-"

Need tablecloths, food, small food baskets, cutlery... And, some children who are active around and will never lower their volume unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Have you ever gone to see the cherry blossoms? In spring, under the cherry blossom trees in the park, there are people coming and going to camp. There are so many people that there is nowhere to go."

A man who claims to be very experienced speaks clearly.

So, using this as an excuse, the camping team suddenly expanded, and Isabella and the children who had just woken up from the dream also joined in.

At first, there were only two people beside Eric, one on the left and one on the right.

But, at the moment when he was forced to sit down.

Bass—the number of people around him changed from two to four.

Another blink.

Swish - Eric, who was sitting in the flowers with his eyebrows frowned, looked again, and the extra figures around him were not just one, two, three or four.

Instead, there was a very shocking large group.

Eric: "..."

Don't doubt, he is still the same [very disliked] kid.

No matter how fresh the air in the fairyland was, at this moment, it seemed a little more depressing to be in the place of the young man whose body was slightly stiff.

God knows where I found a few tablecloths—oh, they were conjured up by an almighty superpower out of flowers all over the floor—and my friends are still sarcastic:

"Eric, relax, there's no need to be so nervous when you're so happy."

"..."

"Or, you're actually not used to it, it's a bit harmful—"

"Hu - what are you talking about, normal people won't relax like you talking to yourself!"

Eric slapped off the petals blown on him by the wind, and stood up by himself.

His movement was not much at first, but because of his strong sense of presence, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

stare--

In addition, there is a silence that seems to be waiting to be pierced.

Eric slightly raised his eyebrows: "..."

what is this?

He was clearly the only person on the scene with clear thoughts and reason online, but he just didn't want to participate in this childish behavior, so he fell into a quagmire that seemed to destroy the atmosphere if he left...

Humph.

Whether others are happy or want to have fun is none of his business.

He will never repent of the decision he made, and this time is no exception.

He still stepped forward arrogantly, the boy's silver hair flung out a cool arc in mid-air, of course he himself was even more ruthless.

You can feel it by listening to this sentence:

"I."

"Get some wine!"

——I have to sit here and look at the flowers, isn't it a good thing to drink some wine!

"Underage cannot drink alcohol!" - No, not this sentence.

"There is no place for anything but flowers and fairies, Eric, where are you going to find wine!"

It should be this sentence.

But Saitama's shouted voice could only drift away, and it couldn't stop the silver-haired boy from leaving.

Eric disappeared before word got out.

He wants to find a wine that he likes in a place where there is no wine.

——That's the excuse to cover up, isn't it?

"Yo."

Not to mention whether the person who uttered this soft voice understood the above true meaning, in short, he seemed to have expected the appearance of the silver-haired boy, and pure joy was revealed from his expression.

"Are you here to continue to teach me? I thought of it in advance, I don't know if I apologize again, it will be too late..."

"Yes, I'm here to teach you a lesson."

Eric said.

He raised his eyes and looked at the white-haired "boy" standing facing the giant white tower, but a very inappropriate thought flashed through his mind, wondering how long this guy had been standing here.

but.

It has nothing to do with him whether he just stands there casually or thinks deeply about the tower.

Yes, he came to continue what he hadn't done before, and to teach this inexplicable white hair a lesson.

The purpose and intention are very concise and clear, never sloppy.

"Seeing you, I really can't like you from the bottom of my heart."

"Well, I'm mentally prepared." Nightmare said, able to capture the sadness that I don't know if it's true or not: "After all, I have done a lot of things that are too much to dare to say."

"The impression you gave me was that you were so erratic that people wanted to catch and beat you up, and you smiled fakely, as if you were wearing a mask, hiding your true face tightly, and you didn't want others to see it at all."

"It was actually seen through with incomparable precision..."

"It's the same with these things. I don't know which side you are on, and what you want to do when you get involved. Why don't you just write the word suspicious on your face?"

"This, it's a bit difficult. Whether it's writing, or changing the style of acting... I have received all the above accusations, and I personally don't refute them at all—eh, so, then what?"

Hearing this with a heavy heart, the more he listened, the more he listened to it. The nightmare didn't wait for the "lesson" he thought in his heart.

Not being picked up and thrown far away, not being beaten and not turned into an ice sculpture, this, really...

A little bit, lost and suspicious like a mystery?

And Eric didn't explain directly.

His tone was unclear: "Have you heard clearly?"

"Ah, I hear you clearly."

"Okay." Pausing here, the silver-haired boy closed his eyes slightly, and when he raised his eyelids again, there seemed to be a strange brilliance flickering in the golden eyes.

"So many words, I want you to make it clear that this is my attitude towards you. What I say next will not affect this absolute premise. Got it!"

Nightmare was overwhelmed by the sudden emphasis at the end, and suddenly said solemnly: "Oh!"

As a result, the silver-haired boy folded his arms around his chest, his brows were furrowed, and his expression showed looming disgust.

The lines between his brows have not been stretched since the beginning, so it can be seen that it is really not easy for him to come here alone and break through many inner obstacles to express these remarks.

It was a decision made after thinking for a long time.

"Be prepared for me!"

"Ah...you...I, have you made up your mind?!"

"Hmph, then listen carefully!"

"Ok!"

At this point, as long as he is a real man, he will never go back on his words temporarily.

therefore.

The sharp eyes of the silver-haired boy stared straight ahead, their eyes were scorching, as if they were filled with heat that could incinerate everything.

At this moment, although his voice was not loud, it fell into the ears of the listener, but it was as loud as a thunderclap:

"Although I don't like you, a flamboyant and inexplicable guy, but you—"

"You saved those innocent children and led that girl's soul to the right place. You also helped my important friend."

talking.

"..."

There is a pause that is unimportant and does not require attention.

The young man let out a breath.

He did not look away, but stubbornly looked over.

Only for this matter, one must put aside one's arrogance.

"Thank you."

……

……

"You're welcome?"

"Oh, so be it."

The nightmare who was suddenly thanked was in a dream-like sluggishness, and hadn't been able to react yet.

The young man who had finished what he had to say in one go breathed a sigh of relief, and felt the tightness in his chest dissipate immediately.

He felt relieved, and he didn't owe anything. Naturally, he could go back with ease, and throw the still annoying nightmare into—

"...Eric, thank you for the 'thank you', I really didn't expect..."

Nightmare's voice came from behind again.

"Since you don't want to mention the past, I don't want to remind you of the bad things in the past either."

"Just as a first meeting."

Puff, puff.

A subtle and strange heartbeat.

"I, can I?"

"With an imagination very close to the current you, to you—"

"—Whether it's a marriage proposal or dating, parents don't allow it, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!!!"

Eric: "..."

"Go away, all of you!"