Handbook of Heroes and Heroes in Love [Comprehensive]

This is a strange dream.

In front of him was a floor-to-ceiling mirror that occupied the entire wall, and Yayoi Hanano saw the person in the mirror at a glance.

This is... her?

She is not very sure, because this person looks a little older than her, and in comparison, the current self is a little immature.

Maybe...she was dreaming of her future self.

It is a novel experience to have such a clear consciousness in a dream.

Since she started "traveling" at the age of ten, she has never dreamed like a normal person. Later, "traveling" stopped, and her dreams were also messy and disorderly, and she couldn't remember much of the content when she woke up.

So Yayoi Hanano looked at "her" curiously.

The innocence and brilliance between her eyebrows are exactly the same as the 16-year-old her now. I heard that only those who have been immersed in happiness will always keep their original intentions unchanged.

The joy and anticipation in the green eyes made the beautiful face shine, and the whole person seemed to be bathed in holy light.

Yayoi Hanano knew why "she" was so happy.

The pure white trailing wedding dress is embroidered with classic and exquisite patterns, which fits every line of the body very well. The simple one-shoulder reveals the delicate collarbone, making the skin white and glowing.

The waist-length black hair has not yet been styled in the future, and it is draped behind her back. The crown on the top of the hair is inlaid with valuable diamonds.

It's like a princess who came out of a fairy tale, waiting for the prince's submission.

This is a bride-to-be.

"She" tilted her head, as if she felt that the crown was a little unsuitable, raised her hand to take it off, and casually brushed the slightly messy hair a few times.

"Isn't it alright?" "She" glanced at the fitting room from the mirror, "I've finished changing such a cumbersome wedding dress, you just changed into a suit, why did it take so long?"

The words were full of anticipation, and "she" couldn't wait to see that person in a suit, with a smile on her face.

Due to the shared perspective, Yayoi Hanano could only follow "her" gaze and stare at the white wooden door, scratching her heart with curiosity like a cat's paw.

But things are not going in the normal direction.

In the fitting room, there was a barely audible Shen Yin.

Repression, anger, disgust, and... panic.

"Give me—go away!"

"She" was stunned for a moment, and blinked blankly, as if she had never heard such words from that person in her life, so she didn't react for a while.

After a while, "she" opened her mouth, subconsciously wanting to call his name, but the syllable engraved in her heart was cut off in her throat, and finally she only made a meaningless breath sound.

The bright room suddenly burst into waves, and the layers of ripples turned the dream into a distorted abstract painting.

"...Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't say it to you. I just answered a phone call." The man seemed to have recovered and explained in a low voice.

His voice was hazy in the gradually distorted dream, and Yayoi Hanano could only guess what he said based on the vague syllables.

Click.

The door opened—

Yayoi Hanano opened her eyes, and in her field of vision was the ceiling covered in black veil.

Just gone?

It feels no different from a bad movie... no, maybe it's worse.At least unfinished movies won't make her have this crazy curiosity.

She is full of expectations for her future marriage, and this dream is only slightly teased, and she is out of control.

Yayoi Hanano recalled the details of the dream over and over again in her mind, but she couldn't piece together the information about that person.

Wanting to close her eyes to get sleepy again, the drowsiness has long since been driven away by curiosity, and she tossed and turned on the bed in distress.

Don't think so much!That person must be—

In an instant, all movements and thoughts were still.

Yayoi Hanano heard her heartbeat infinitely magnified in the darkness.

Almost at the same time, a second person's voice interrupted her heartbeat.

"Sorry to disturb you."

The right hand covered by the thin blanket showed the "thief's ultimate intention". She sat up at a very slow speed, with a faint smile on her lips, and looked up at the opposite corner of the wall.

"In the middle of the night, a professional hero came to the girl's room, isn't it good?"

In the corner by the window, stood a man.

—Bryn Jesso.

***

He leaned lazily against the wall, with his hands in his pockets, and his posture was leisurely and casual.

His aura merged with the darkness, and Yayoi Hanano was completely unaware that there was a second person in this room before he noticed something strange from the corner of his eye.

If he didn't take the initiative to speak, she would attack immediately.

Even though he can be seen with the naked eye now, there is always an illusion that he doesn't exist as long as he closes his eyes.

It's like a skin bag with only rotting bones left inside.

When did he show up?

What does he want to do?

"All Might told me a lot today, but there are some things I can't figure out, can we talk about it?" He spoke at a leisurely pace, as if every syllable was filtered in his mind before he pieced together complete statement.

At this time, he showed a strange demeanor and etiquette, as if the so-called chat was more important than night raids.

Her eyes had already adapted to the darkness, but Yayoi Hanano still couldn't detect a trace of emotion from those eyes staring at her, as if it was just a mechanical and indifferent gaze.

Even with a smile on his lips.

He is completely different from him before.

"What if I refuse?" Yayoi Hanano looked straight at him, "As long as there is any movement here, you will be killed by them immediately."

He sighed helplessly, "If it wasn't for their inconvenience, I would have found you immediately after communicating with All Might today."

He is trying to show that he has no malicious intentions, and the so-called night raid is only for "official business".

But this does not prevent Yayoi Hanano from being on guard against him, she opened Sharingan in the blink of an eye, and locked onto his pupils right away, "What do you want to know?"

The thin blanket slightly reveals the outline of the book, and the weird pupils are full of vigilance.

At this time, the girl is like a fully armed hedgehog, ready to sting the identified enemy to the point of bleeding.

It was the complete opposite of the girl in my memory who devoted her life to him.

Bai Lan was dazed for a moment, and the fine needle rain pierced into the nerve endings.

Calm down now.

I have already scared her once because I couldn't restrain myself, and doing unnecessary things will only arouse her resentment.

At this time, we should follow the previous topic to talk about No. 1, and round up the "Night Attack".

Then I heard myself ask, "...have you ever had a dog?"

【Master Bailan... Have you ever raised a dog? 】

The girl who never expected to get such a sentence was stunned, and looked at him from head to toe with suspicion and scrutiny, wishing to peel off this layer of skin and see what conspiracy and weirdness was inside.

—Don't do that to me.

All forbearance, calmness, and restraint were destroyed by her hostility, and they were crushed into powder by her. He could only reshape them bit by bit in embarrassment.

After a while, she replied cautiously, "...no."

[The young master has never had a pet. 】

"Are you considering getting one?"

【Would you... Do you want to try? 】

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly, and the hostility and vigilance gradually faded from her face, replaced by subtle and novel estimates, as if she felt incredible about her guess.

"... For example?" the cunning fox cautiously probed.

The spike showed signs of retracting, and he couldn't wait to grab this life-saving straw.

The man stretched out his hand and pressed on the wall to support his weak body upright, and then walked out from the dark corner of the wall. The moonlight annihilated his shoulder, and then he was cut in half and fell to the ground.

He walked towards her step by step, silently, as if walking on a red carpet in a church, and at the end of the red carpet was a bride holding a bouquet.

The violet eyes were filled with the almost crazy obsession that he had firmly suppressed. When they accidentally leaked out, they were wrapped in something extremely soft and carefully delivered to her eyes.

He stood beside her bed, devouring the moonlight that had shrouded her body and replacing it.

Yayoi Hanano opened her eyes slightly, her eyes gradually moved down following his extremely slow movements, and finally the two eyes were parallel——

He knelt down on one knee, with a gentle and harmless expression, grabbed her wrist from under the blanket, and pulled it to his throat.

"A dog who begs for mercy for you, overcomes obstacles for you, and will offer the whole world with both hands."

He murmured in a low voice, as if lingering in the ear of a lover.

The fingers he was pulling around his neck turned into chains, controlling his life and life.

"Keep it, okay?"

The carotid artery maintained a strong frequency from the fingertips, and Yayoi Hanano responded to his gaze with a strange expression.

At this moment, she realized - this person can control.

"You...know me." She said firmly, after removing her pupils, the doubts in her eyes were clearly visible.

"Well, but you don't remember." He lowered his eyes and rubbed the pad of his thumb on the inside of her wrist, feeling the pulse that represented life. "I've been looking for you for a long, long time."

Her memory wasn't missing, and he wasn't special enough.

Zeng Diaojun also came to her in this almost sacrificial gesture.

love at first sight?Whatever, that was their relationship, it had nothing to do with her.

She wants his personality.

"If you want...can you give it a name?" After saying this, he held his breath like a criminal waiting to be sentenced.

"...Bai Lan." She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled softly and harmlessly.

For a moment, Yayoi Hanano saw violets blooming under his eyes, and then... cold and sharp fangs were exposed from the stamens.

But in the blink of an eye, there was only pure joy and satisfaction left there, as if calling out this name from her mouth was equivalent to giving him the whole world, everything before was just her illusion,

The moonlight casts a hazy white veil on the girl's pretty face, like the goddess of moonlight kissing her cheek.

That pair of emerald green eyes stared at him without blinking, with a soft and indifferent luster on the edge of the pupils, carefully reflecting his figure into the eyes.

He could clearly see his dazed face from there.

Looking back in time, the person in front of him still seemed to be the girl who tamed him and stuffed him into her heart.

She was calling his name, just like before, nothing had changed, none of those nightmares had come true.

He raised his hand to cover her eyes, this action made the girl purse her lips in resistance, but she didn't avoid it.

The slightly trembling eyelashes tickled the palm of his hand, and each stroke made the nerve endings in his whole body shudder along with it.

The almost malicious paranoia in the eyes was woven into a spider web, covering her body layer by layer.

"Don't be afraid, Yayoi."

The barely audible voice was lost in the darkness, and Yayoi Hanano felt a soft and cold touch on her forehead.

One touch away.

Just when Yayoi Hanano thought it was over, her lips were gently held, and the soft tip of her tongue licked/licked lightly.

It made her involuntarily think of the kitten with its tongue sticking out quietly.

It was a kiss with the utmost restraint, as if if he didn't, he would accidentally pierce her lips with his fangs.

But if she could see, she'd see that it wasn't some kitten afraid of hurting her, but a rapacious and twisted beast.

The violets withered, and all the light in the world could not shine into his eyes.

The ignorant girl quietly turned on the value.

— ten percent.

The author has something to say: awsl!After following Bai Lan's line, he found that he was covered with knives and knives!

When will the comments be drawn...ε=(′ο｀*)))