Kajiang is my fan [Comprehensive]

After hearing Bakugo Katsuki's words, Saiki Mirai was stunned.The girl stared blankly at his back with her emerald eyes, and only after a while did she utter a cramped syllable: "Huh?"

"I mean, borrow your weight for a while." Bakugo Katsuki threw off the sandbag on his back, sat on the ground and raised his head, staring at her with bright red eyes under the lamp, "Borrow?"

Saying something that doesn't make sense again...

Saiki Mirai's heart beat a few times quickly.

"Speaking like that, are you just using me as a sandbag?" She looked away and glanced at the red sandbag thrown on the ground, "Is this sandbag not heavy enough? I think it's very heavy..."

"40 kg." Bakugo Katsuki followed her gaze, "You must be heavier than 40 kg, right?"

"...Well." Saiki Mirai muttered, "47 kg. A healthy weight."

"Isn't that just right?" Bakugo Katsuki stooped down on the ground and resumed his push-up position, "Sit up. Remember to put your feet up too."

Qi Mulai bit his lower lip in the future, and finally bent down cautiously, pressed the palm of his hand to test it, and sat down cautiously after making sure that he could bear her weight.

Bakugo Katsuki's arm supporting the ground was very steady.When Qi Mulai's weight was completely transferred to him, he only moved slightly, and quickly adjusted his posture.

"Are you sitting still?" Qi Muwei's feet retracted from the corner of the eye, and he asked in a low voice.

"Wait a minute..." Qi Muwei felt his body slipping down, so he had to carefully lie down with his back to back, and retracted his legs.

"Okay." She whispered a little nervously, the long soft pink hair tied at the back of her head slipped down Bakugo Katsuki's neck, making his skin itchy for a while, but he couldn't reach out to scratch it.

The man took a deep breath and resumed his push-ups.

His sharp arms were bent, and his body sank downward.The sudden shaking made Qi Muwei subconsciously grab his clothes with his hands.But soon, when his chest was about to touch the ground, Katsuki Bakugo stretched his arms again, and his body was supported again.

The smell of sweat was removed by the exercise, and penetrated into Qi Muwei's nose.Her eyes trembled, she tilted her head slightly cautiously, and took a breath at the place closest to his shoulder.

She likes his smell.

I don't know if it's like this usually, or because there is Mirai Saiki on his back now, Katsuki Bakugo's exercise movements are even and powerful, without any fatigue.After more than a dozen back and forth, Qi Muwei finally got used to this bumpy feeling.Thinking about the purpose of coming here, she couldn't help opening her mouth softly.

"Katsuji." She tentatively called his name first.

"What's the matter?" Bakugo Katsuki said in a low voice without stopping his movements.Qi Muwei, who was leaning behind him, could feel the vibration in his chest caused by speaking, and shrank his shoulders subconsciously.

"Actually, I came to you today because there is something I want to ask you for your help in terms of novel creation..." She said, "I have already written that the male protagonist has entered the hero industry, but what about the work and life of a professional hero? Some details are not clear yet, I need your help... I don't know if it's convenient for you..."

After Saiki Mirai finished speaking, Bakugo Katsuki stopped his push-ups.

"Go down first." He said.

Qi Mulai obediently stood on the ground again.Bakugo Katsuki stood up with one hand, grabbed the towel beside him and wiped the sweat from his forehead, stepped in front of her, and stared at her with his head down.

"Does this count as another thing you asked me to do?" The man who had just finished exercising had a hoarse voice, and the vibration of the vocal cords could be heard at the end of his voice.The overwhelming masculine aura surged in, and Saiki Mirai unnaturally retreated a little.

"Forget it." She looked down at the ground and said softly.

"Then after finishing this matter, how many things are left?" Bakugo Katsuki took a step forward, not letting her go at all, insisting on getting a clear promise from her mouth, "You said at that time Is it two or three, is it two, or three?"

Qi Mulai blurted out in a panic: "...Three things! After this thing, there is one more thing!"

Bakugo Katsuki stared at her for a few seconds, and let out a long breath from his nasal cavity.

"Okay, I remember." He whispered, turned to get the mineral water on the exercise equipment, and asked while unscrewing the bottle cap, "What do you want to know?"

Just as Bakugo Katsuki was pouring water with his head up, Saiki Mirai slowly took out his phone from his pocket and opened the memo.

"First of all, professional heroes have to maintain their battle suits. I want to know about this process." She looked at the first item in the memo and said, "I haven't finished setting the protagonist's battle props yet. Maintenance not only affects the setting, but can even appear as a plot in the novel. For example, the protagonist who lost his right hand is equipped with a prosthetic with a secret weapon, and the scene of maintaining the prosthetic with one arm at night can not only arouse the reader's feelings for the protagonist , it can also serve as a foreshadowing for the use of secret weapons in the follow-up plot..."

Bakugo Katsuki put down the mineral water bottle in his hand, and looked at Qi Muwei with deep red eyes.

"Come here." He said, threw the empty bottle into the trash can beside him, turned around and walked towards the workbench against the wall.

Qi Mulai hurriedly followed.She saw Katsuki Bakugo walk to the workbench, pull over the battle suit box placed at the corner of the long workbench, and press the lock button on the edge of the box with his thumb.

With a "click", the deadbolt locked, and the box was slowly opened by the internal spring, revealing the battle suit accessories that were tightly stuck in the box.The black tights and orange-red cross straps are all neatly folded in the grid inside the box, and the hard grenade-shaped arm sleeves that can store sweat in the inner cloth, and the curved back neck can be used to protect weak points Components, etc. have slots of their own shape in the box.

"It's amazing..." Qi Mulai subconsciously raised his hand to cover his lips, and a voice of exclamation slipped out from between his fingers, "It's so sci-fi... If you really want to write it, it may have to be written in the same way as I wrote before. Fantasy novels are different..."

While listening to Saiki Mirai talking to himself, Bakugo Katsuki took out the largest grenade-shaped arm sleeve in the box.

"My personality needs to sweat, and the amount of sweat is related to temperature, so the combat suits are divided into winter and summer, and each has three sets, two of which are replacements, and one is used as a spare or improvement experiment." He said. Mu Mirai lit up the "grenade" in his hand, "After taking off the used combat suit, it must undergo maintenance inspection before it can be put into use next time. Maintenance inspection takes time, so two sets need to be replaced. The battle suit that is used, such as the spare set, only needs to be inspected quarterly. But if there is a need to use it, it must be inspected beforehand."

He disassembled the grenade-shaped arm sleeve, took the container for storing sweat inside out of the conduit, and peeled off the shockproof sponge cover on it: "This is the container for storing sweat that you saw last time, and the interface will be connected to the conduit And the pressure controller. The safety pull bolt is located on the side of the arm sleeve that is not easy to touch by mistake. When sweat needs to be drained, the safety pull bolt must be pulled, so that the sweat will flow out and explode through the sparks I inspired. "

Saiki Mirai looked thoughtfully at the disassembled arm cuff in Bakugo Katsuki's hand, nodded, and said hesitantly: "This operation also needs to go through several procedures, and the time to fight is fleeting. It must take a lot of brains to pay attention to these at any time..."

"That's not enough. At the level of official professional heroes like us, fiddling with our combat suits and props has become a physical instinct like breathing. When fighting, the brain is not aware of this process at all."

Bakugo Katsuki flipped the wrist holding the sweat storage container.He only heard a "snap", and he reassembled the disassembled grenade-shaped arm sleeve within two seconds. The storage vessel, sponge sleeve, catheter and pressure controller were all in place.Bakugo Katsuki's movements were too fast, and Saiki Mirai could hardly see his movements clearly, and the grenade arm sleeves changed back to their original appearance.

"As for maintenance, there is more knowledge. The maintenance methods of accessories of different materials and shapes are different. For example, the conduit inside must be checked for smoothness at all times, and the spring must be checked for elasticity..." Bao Haosheng weighed his hands His eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly lifted it up to Qi Mufuture.

"Do you want to try it on?" he asked.

"Is it possible?" Qi Muwei asked eagerly with some curiosity.

"I'm asking you all the questions. Is it possible that after you agree, I will say no?" Katsuki Bakugo took out another arm cuff from the box, "I'm not as wicked as you."

"Sit down first." Bakugo Katsuki raised his chin towards the round stool in front of the work desk.

Qi Mulai sat down obediently in the future, staring at the two grenade arm sleeves in the man's hand, his eyes could not move.

Katsuki Bakugo put the two grenade arm covers on the table.Saiki Mirai carefully inserted his slender arm through the hole in the center of the armband, and let Bakugo Katsuki put the armband on her hand to fix it.

"Okay." After the last buckle was engaged, Bakugo Katsuki withdrew his hand.

Qi Muwei raised his hand cautiously after hearing the words.

Couldn't lift it.

Under Qi Muwei's astonished eyes, the two grenade arm sleeves on the table were motionless like two heavy and stubborn rocks.

"Huh?" Qi Mufuture was stunned.She put in a little more force, but the cuff still didn't budge.In the end, she had to take a deep breath and lift her arms up with all her strength——

The arm sleeve finally left the table, but only two or three centimeters.Soon, as soon as Qi Mulai's pent-up strength was released, the grenade arm sleeve brought her arm together again, and fell heavily on the metal workbench with a "boom".

"Why is it so heavy..." Qi Mulai stared at the armband in shock and muttered to himself, "Katsuki, do you always wear such a heavy armband to blow up? Why are you so strong?"

"What do you mean by bombing? It's really impolite." Bakugo Katsuki raised his eyebrows with some dissatisfaction.

"I said the wrong thing, it's not bombing, it's fighting bravely." Qi Mulai raised his head and looked at the man standing beside him, "Okay, I generally know what's going on, you can help me now Take off the armband."

After the words fell, Bakugo Katsuki looked down at her and didn't move for a long time.

"Katsuji?" Qi Mufu couldn't help urging.But suddenly, she saw Bakugo Katsuki pulling the corners of his lips, revealing a somewhat nasty smile.

"It took so long to keep you immobile, so I don't want to let you go so soon." He whispered.