[Woying] The days when Xiongying was a teacher

After having lunch outside with Bressant, Mari Kazama was invited to visit his place.

Mari Kazama felt that the two of them would probably be uncomfortable being alone, but as someone who has always cared about her, Bressant was not easy to refuse.

Bressant's room is above hers, and the furnishings are almost the same, but there are several boxes in his living room, all of which are gifts from fans, and there are some CDs and posters on the table, making the living room look a bit messy .

Bressant pressed Kazama Mari on the sofa, stuffed a square pillow with his own face on it into her arms, then turned around and got to work, and in a short while, the living room was neatly tidied up.

"Teacher Mike is amazing!" Mari Kazama praised her sincerely.

I always feel that this kind of hands-on ability cannot be developed without several years of independent living experience.

"It's alright, alright." Bressant looked at her with adoring eyes. Although his tone was modest, he was still a little excited.

He took a can of Coke from the refrigerator to Kazama Mari, and found her watching the CD he put on the table.

"Hey, this is "The Night of God's Arrival"?" Mari Kazama pulled out a CD from it.

Bressant took a look, "Oh, this is a gift from a friend, I haven't seen it yet."

"Mr. Mike, let's watch this!" Mari Kazama suggested, "I watched a bit in the cinema last time, and I haven't finished it yet."

"Okay." Bressant took the CD and walked over to turn on the TV.

"I really like the big TV at Mr. Mike's house." Mari Kazama hugged the pillow, leaned back on the soft sofa, "I'll buy one too when I get paid!"

"No problem, I will go with you then."

Bressant closed the curtains again, and came back to sit beside Mari Kazama.

The moment Bressant sat down, Mari Kazama's hands around the pillow tightened a bit.

The movie hasn't started yet, and in the dimly lit room, the only thing Mari Kazama can feel is the faint sight of the people around him.

In the silence, something seemed strange.

It must be an illusion, how could it be possible for Mr. Mike... Kazama is not sure, and her always smiling expression is a little unsteady.

At this moment, Bresant suddenly leaned over and put his hand in front of her, as if he was going to press her.

Mari Kazama was startled, and quickly lifted up the pillow, blocking it between the two of them.

Bressant still wore the yellow triangle glasses, and Mari Kazama watched his neatly trimmed mustache tremble.

"Remove the pillow," he said in an unrecognizable voice, "I can't find the remote control."

"Oh!" Makoto Kazama was embarrassed, and quickly moved the pillow away.

Bressant's hand passed in front of her, stopped for a moment, and fished a remote control from the crevice of the sofa.

But he didn't get up, and with this ambiguous posture around her waist, he whispered in her ear: "What was Sister Truth thinking just now?"

"...It's nothing." There was heat on Kazama Makoto's face, and he couldn't help but bury his head in the pillow.

"Growing up." Bressant chuckled.

He sat down again, turned up the volume with the remote control, and the atmosphere in the room finally returned to normal.

He also breathed a sigh of relief seeing Kazama Mari immersed in embarrassment and not noticing him.

Thought it was discovered.

It turned out that it was just a long time since I saw each other, and I felt a little restrained about myself.

Was it because she was too enthusiastic before, as if she frightened Sister Truth...

Bressant's emotional intelligence is not low, and he quickly discovered the meaning of Kazama's less obvious dodge when facing him.

However, the gap created by time can only be made up slowly in getting along.

Fearing that she would really notice the abnormality, Bressant did not do any more probing behaviors, and quietly watched a movie with her.

The film tells the story of a blind girl and a dying god.The picture is beautiful and the dialogue is touching. In the individual society, there are not many such literary movies that tend to taste ancient and early. Mari Kazama couldn't help sobbing softly after watching it.

Bressant also shed a couple of tears emotionally, and when she turned around to see her tears streaming down her face, she made her laugh again.

In the end, when she wiped her tears with a tissue, she couldn't stop laughing.

"Mr. Mike, don't laugh." Mari Kazama sniffled and covered her face with her hands.

"Because you're so cute." Bressant asked nonchalantly, "Actually, I want to hear you call me brother, just like before."

Change to a more intimate address, the first step to reduce the feeling of unfamiliarity!

"what……"

Kazama Mari imagined it, Brother Yamada... what a shame!Can't say it at all!

The first step to close the distance failed, but before he could think of a new way, Mari Kazama's cell phone rang.

Curious to know who was calling her, Bressant wasn't eavesdropping.

He got up and poured a glass of water for Kazama Mari, and saw her standing up in a hurry and running to the door: "Mr. Mike, I'm leaving first!"

"Where?"

"Dating, dating!" Faced with this man whom he had known since childhood, who could barely be considered an elder, Kazama Mari answered a little embarrassedly.

"?!!"

Bressant almost crushed the glass in his hand.

Kazama Mari didn't notice his extremely wrong face, waved him as farewell, and closed the door for him when he went out.

Bressent stared in the direction of the door and gritted his teeth for a while.

——Very well, that unknown kid in Class B, I remember you!

Tian Guhuan, who was missed by him, stood at the gate of Xiongying's school.

When Kazama Mari ran over, his eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears on his cheeks, which shocked him.

"What's wrong, senior?" He carefully touched Kazama Mari's face with his hand.

"Don't be nervous, I just watched a movie." Mari Kazama rubbed his hand.

The emerald green eyes were clear and moving, feeling the delicate and soft touch in his palm, Tian Guhuan's hand trembled, he took a deep breath, moved his fingertips slightly, and held her face instead.

He lowered his head and stared at her seriously, and when she didn't know why, he hugged her tightly into his arms.

Tian Guhuan hugged her tightly and buried his head in her shoulder.

"I will work hard." He promised in a low voice, as if making a request, "Sister, please keep looking at me..."

His body was no longer as thin as he remembered, the arms around his waist were strong and powerful, and his shoulders became wider. Makoto Kazama felt the amazing hot breath on his body, and blushed quietly.

"Well..." She cleared her throat, "There are indeed a lot of people looking at us."

After all, it is at the gate of Xiongying.

Although she had just finished school and no students she knew passed by, Mari Kazama was not so cheeky as to ignore everyone's gaze.

Tian Guhuan let her go with some embarrassment.

Kazama Mari glanced at him quickly, and found that even the roots of his ears were red, and couldn't help laughing.

Walking out of Xiongying, those curious gazes gradually decreased, and the Tiangu ring did not relax, but became more nervous.

When the person he has liked for a long time walks beside him, the soft blond hair will always rub against his arm accidentally, making his heart feel numb as if it has been gently scratched.

He turned his head slightly, and secretly looked at the truth of Kazama, and found that her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth. She seemed to be in a good mood, and his hand moved a little in her direction involuntarily.

Is it okay to hold hands... Just for a moment...

I didn't officially talk about being together, that's it... tacitly, we started dating.

Even though he has already walked with his sweetheart, Tianguihuan still has a sense of unreality.

We are already a couple...

like a dream...

His hand tentatively touched the back of his sweetheart's hand.

Kazama Mari looked around, it was obviously a familiar street scene, but it seemed like she would never finish seeing it.

Tian Guhuan, who had obtained tacit approval, quickly grabbed hers and tightly entangled her fingers.

Fingers intertwined.

He pursed his lips, and a little smile appeared in his eyes.

If it was a dream, I hope I never wake up.

As he thought this way, the other hand that was not holding Kazama Truth clenched into a fist.Apart from shyness, there was also a lot of firmness on his face.

No one spoke between them, they just walked slowly holding hands.

The shadow is also getting longer and longer by the setting sun.

Until the sky gradually darkened, Kazama Mari turned around and gently hugged the Heavenly Ghoul Ring.

"Go back, I remember your home is quite far away?"

Tian Guhuan wrapped his hands around her waist, lowered his head and put it on her shoulders, and it took a long time before he responded.

"Okay, let's go back quickly." Kazama Mari patted him on the back.

After dating, Huan seems to have become a little clingy...

Kazama really thought about it, and felt a little sweet in her heart.

After saying goodbye to Tian Guhuan, Kazama Mari met the jungle Kamui who was on patrol.

"I heard something happened to Xiongying?" Milin Shenwei asked.

"A group of reporters wanted to interview All Might, but accidentally broke into the school." Mari Kazama said.

How could ordinary reporters break into Xiongying.

Milin Shenwei heard the meaning of her words, did not ask any more questions, exchanged a few words casually, and bid farewell to her.

Kazama Mari slowly walked back to Xiongying along the same path.

When passing by an alley, there was a low sound from inside.

"Hey."

Mari Kazama pretended not to hear, and walked straight forward without any curiosity.

The man gave a "tsk", walked out of the alley, and quickly followed her.

"Every time I see you, I'm with a different hero, huh?"

The voice sounded a little familiar.

Kazama Mari tilted her head to look at him, and saw that the large area of ​​his exposed skin was covered with burn marks, and then remembered who he was.

"why you?"

He was wearing a white T-shirt, and his eyes and smile were very light when looking at her, which was still the same as last time.

"What? Don't want to see me?"

"Yes." Kazama Mari nodded and admitted.

She doesn't want to get involved with someone of unknown origin at all, especially if this person looks like an enemy.

The man didn't seem to notice, and relying on the length of his legs, he leaned close to her and pressed close to her.

"let's make friends."

"No."

"Don't be like this..." His tone sounded a little coquettish.

"Then tell me your name first." Kazama Mari said.

"Ah," the man thought for a while, "As for the name, you can call it whatever you want. No, wait, just call me Tubi..."

"Davi?" He knew it was a fake name as soon as he heard it.

Kazama Mari recalled it, and it seemed that there was no more famous enemy named this, so he became more vigilant.

"What on earth do you want?" she asked.

"I can feel that we are the same kind of people."

Dabi looked at her seriously: "Stay with me."

The author has something to say:

At present, Dabi is still wandering around alone: ​​I am actually looking for a team [.

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