[Comprehensive] God's blessing

Midsummer is almost here.

The door of the so-called "base area" is shining with bright early summer sunshine. Stepping inside the door feels like entering another world.

It was dark and cold, and the wine bottles placed on the bar reflected inorganic light, without the slightest breath of human life.

As soon as Hei Wu closed the door, he heard low voices of arguing from behind another door.

It is dead wood.

"Little ghost, I've said it many times, this is just a normal rejection reaction!!"

The voice of the "doctor" on the other end of the phone sounded extremely impatient.

Hei Wu opened the door, and saw Shi Gangmu sitting in front of a LCD screen, scratching his neck irritably, leaving bloodstains.

Seeing him coming, Sigangmu stopped his hands for a moment, shut off the communication with a "snap", and turned to look at him.

"...It's really annoying." Siganmu muttered something in a low voice with a little anger, he had never been very good with doctors.

"Hey, Black Mist."

Hei Mist came back to his senses, staring at the scarlet eyes of Shigaoki.

"...Aika has a fever."

He lowered his head suddenly, with a rare unnatural expression on his face.

There is probably only one child in this world who can make Shizuoki make such an expression.

"...that medicine."

"Give her another injection."

After speaking, he stood up suddenly, and walked towards the deepest room looking very annoyed.

Hei Wu was silent for a moment, then turned a corner and walked into another room.

The translucent infusion bag contained a bright green liquid, which was icy cold to the touch. No matter how you looked at it, it was not a life-saving medicine.

...but it did.

Walking to the deepest door, the black mist opened the door gently, and the situation inside was unobstructed.

Shigaoki stood beside the bed, silently bending over to straighten the girl's messy hair.

The black-haired girl slept extremely unsteadily, she frowned, and kept making vague whimpers, and crystal tears ran across the corners of her eyes and flowed on the pillow.

It's too hot.

When touching the girl's hot arm, the black mist suddenly looked in the direction of Shigaraki.

Even if he didn't use a thermometer, he could feel that the girl's body temperature had reached a temperature that couldn't be considered a normal fever at all.

"...the doctor... said it was just a normal rejection."

Nekugaraki replied gloomyly, biting the word "normal" very hard.

Black Mist nodded, and gently raised the girl's arm.

When I first found her, this arm was dripping with blood, but now, except for the obvious pinholes on the white skin, I can't see anything else.

The green liquid medicine slowly flowed in from the infusion tube, and the girl's breathing also gradually stabilized.

Hei Wu took a look and sat on the bed, then fiddled with the dead handle of a music box, walked out of the room, and closed the door.

……

...

On the third day after the girl disappeared, Xiongying made a formal statement.

Even though the public opinion in the society is still huge, under the promise of many heroes, it gradually calmed down.

——『We will do everything we can to find the missing person. 』

In the dim tavern, some people were playing and laughing, and the content of the conference released by Xiongying was still being replayed on the fluorescent screen.

"Can you really find it...? Hahaha..."

"Heroes really are trash..."

"This chick is so beautiful...to be taken to the enemy alliance - what do you think...?"

There was an obscene laugh.

Only at that moment, with a bang, the sound of glass shattering mixed with the men's angry shouts.

However, after a while, the shouting turned into a soul-piercing wailing and the crisp cracking of skulls.

Silence.

The black-haired man punched the laughing men under the fearful and frightened eyes of the others, but his expression was terrifyingly calm.

He didn't stop until they were completely dead.

No one knew why the man who was lazily leaning on the bar just now suddenly became violent.

Under the light of the slightly flickering light, he stood up slowly, blood dripped from his fingers, and there was an inorganic coldness in his ice-blue pupils.

"Davi..."

In the silence, a man walked in from another door, raised his eyebrows and looked at the scene in front of him, his glasses flickered slightly.

He reached out and patted the black-haired man's shoulder lightly.

"I have something to talk to you about."

The dark-haired man who turned around had no expression on his face.

"About the 'Enemy Alliance'."

……

...

"...Deku,...Deku?"

"Ah, ah! Mom!!"

Izuku of Midoriya suddenly came back to his senses, looked helplessly at his mother who was sitting across the dining table frowning, and looked at his mother with some concern.

"Are you too tired? I didn't eat much pork chop rice today."

"Um……"

Izuku Lvgu lowered his head, glanced at the bowl of pork chop rice that was about to go cold, and lost interest in eating it for the first time.

He took a few shallow breaths, then grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"...I'm full, Mom."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and rushed straight to his room.

"Hey, Izuku...!"

The mother's surprised voice was left behind.

Izuku Midoriya walked to the desk, put his fingers on the paper, and stared blankly at the air.

The handwriting that originally analyzed the "enemy alliance" and "plan" on the paper was cut off suddenly when the word "Aika Asakawa" was encountered in the middle of writing, and all of them became the girl's name.

Aika Asakawa Aika Asakawa Asakawa Aika Asakawa Aika Asakawa...!

love flowers.

He suddenly grabbed the piece of paper and squatted down, tears pouring out uncontrollably again.

It has been three days.

Despite analyzing the psychology of the enemy alliance thousands of times and countless times, as long as there is a hint of "what if" in the heart, the psychological defense of the construction will collapse in an instant.

——"Then tell me, why didn't you, a piece of trash, be taken away?" !ah? ! 』

... He would rather that person be himself.

……

...

"I am so sorry."

On the glowing screen, the usually sloppy black-haired man put on a suit and bowed neatly to the people outside the screen.

She was placed in a wheelchair with several layers of comfortable cushions and pillows on it, as soft as if her back was leaning on a cloud.

Aika lowered her eyes and didn't make too many movements, only the fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair moved slightly.

There was no sound in the room until the mug thrown from behind hit the screen switch with a bang, breaking the silence.

The dizzying temperature on her body has not yet faded, Aika tugged on the collar that was too big to expose her shoulders, and a hunger that symbolized "health" rose in her belly.

"Can I take a shower?"

After a long time, she whispered towards the back.

She should have not bathed for a few days.

Although it is probably possible to be wiped on the body while lying on the bed without feeling uncomfortable, but...

She is...not wearing...

Even though the baggy clothing perfectly concealed this embarrassing fact, the situation had to be addressed.

This squeamish-sounding request was granted.

It seems that Shizuoki has amazing tolerance and patience with her.

When Manaka was carried from the wheelchair to the shower chair, Manaka was thinking like this, and kept staring at Nikugaraki's face.

"Thank you."

She took his shoulders, made a little effort to sit on the chair steadily, and then gradually relaxed her two legs.

Although it is a bit laborious, it can still be done in daily life.

Gotta get used to it slowly...

She tugged at the hem of the clothes, and when Siganmu straightened up, she grabbed his clothes corners abruptly when she wanted to leave.

"and many more……!"

The pace of Sigang Muhang suddenly stopped.

"that…"

Don't be shy and don't care.

This is a special time, special people.

Even thinking about it like this, Manika's face was still reddish like a mist.

"Underwear, can I have a set...?"

Shikuragi's back stiffened at that moment.

"Ah."

After responding very quickly, he walked quickly to the door, pulled the shower curtain, and the door was quickly closed in the next second.

Aihua withdrew her hand in a daze, stared at the reflective tiles for a long time, and then turned on the switch of the shower.

……

Fits well.

After closing the last back button with difficulty, Manaka put on the clothes she brought with her underwear.

It was a very large black sweater, just enough to cover her knees.

The wet hair was still dripping, Manaka put on her clothes quickly, and turned her head to face the door.

"It's ready, Mr. Ikugaraki."

With the sound of the shower curtain being pulled open, Aika closed her eyes, stretched out her hand, and felt herself being hugged carefully.

There was nothing wrong with her feeling.

For Nekuragi...she might be "special".

She took a shallow breath, and in the humid air in the bathroom, she could smell the slightly sweet smell of dead wood hair - the same smell as the shampoo she just used.

Thinking of this, Aika slowly pressed her forehead against the side of his face, lowered her eyes, and slowly hugged his neck.

The author has something to say:

A hero must be able to bend and stretch (sure)

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

9 bottles of white;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!