[Comprehensive] God's blessing

"how's the progress?"

At night, the Hero's Office was still brightly lit, and many heroes who participated in the search for the missing girl chatted in low voices with the documents in their hands.

But compared with the dignified atmosphere of the past few days, the atmosphere tonight is much more relaxed.

"We've already had people involved with the personality trying to find the IP address from which those three messages were sent... but everything has been destroyed."

The police detective in a standard uniform frowned as he looked at the documents in his hand, then loosened them again, showing a somewhat relaxed expression to the heroes in front of him for the first time.

"The good news is... that child should still be alive."

"otherwise…"

Through the glass door, he looked at the teenager who was sitting outside the meeting room.

The boy lowered his head, his milk-blonde hair suddenly looked a little indifferent under the cold light, and his blood-red eyes stared straight at the reflective ground.

"...It's not the first time, just choose to contact your boyfriend."

The heroes were stunned for a moment, then followed his gaze, and then took on a look of sympathy and intolerance.

"It's that child's...lover."

I don't know who let out a sigh.

The ground is icy cold, the dazzling light shines directly from the dome, the outside of the building is still sultry in summer, but the inside of the house is hard and deeply chilly.

"cell phone."

One hand held an unopened mobile phone case and handed it to him. The skeleton was thick and thin, with some obvious scars.

Bakugo Katsuki raised his head expressionlessly, and met Aizawa Shouta's eyes.

"The original one has been requisitioned, and it is not coming back yet."

The black-haired man also had no expression on his face. He casually threw the box on Katsuki Bakugo, half-closed his eyes looking very tired.

"If there's nothing else, go back."

The young man, who had always been so arrogant, didn't react at this time. With a rare blank expression on his face, he picked up the box wordlessly.

Aizawa Shouta turned around and heard the boy's voice when he took the first step.

"……teacher."

The hoarse voice trembled imperceptibly at this time

"If you receive any more messages from that number... please let me know."

The young man with his self-esteem almost engraved in his bone marrow lowered his head, his nails dug into his flesh in his clenched fist, so sharp that he grabbed his own lifeline.

Aizawa Shouta stopped in his footsteps, and he closed his eyes.

"…I see."

The footsteps gradually moved away, Katsuki Bakugo opened the box, and the phone model was exactly the same as his original one.

It was as if he had just woken up from an empty dream, turned around and fell into a boundless dream again.

He scratched the screen, and everything was clean without any stains.

He rubbed it expressionlessly, and in a daze, he seemed to see the three messages that made his heart stop jumping out again.

【I miss you. 】

I miss you so much, Katsuki.

The original gloomy world was suddenly torn open, and she came in with hot sparks, so caught off guard, like sharp knives, each knife was engraved on his heart, tearing out a trail of blood every time.

At this moment, the young man was helpless, like a trapped animal on the verge of extinction, his eyes were red and trembling.

……

...

"Mother."

In the white ward, a woman with snow-white hair looked over with a smile.

"Here we come, Jiao Dong."

"Ah."

The boy with red and white hair put down his schoolbag expressionlessly, and sat upright on the chair opposite the woman.

"I just saw good news about that kid on TV... His name is Aika... right?"

"…Yes."

Hearing this name, the young man lowered his eyelashes slightly, his eyes suddenly gentle like a warm spring.

"She's fine."

"That would be perfect..." The woman's voice was as vague as clouds drifting in the sky: "...That child, is the message for you?"

"..."

The boy's breath suddenly stopped, he raised his eyes, and looked at the woman whose expression didn't change.

"No, Mom."

His voice cooled down.

"She sent it to her current lover."

"...Lovers?"

The woman froze for a moment, her expression turned into a faint confusion.

"...Jiao Dong, aren't you that child's lover...?"

The boy half-closed his eyelids, his slender eyelashes cast a small shadow under the eyelids under the light, and the expression in his eyes was dim.

"Aihua and I really love each other."

"It's just temporarily... a little accident happened."

【What are you lying about? 】

【It's so pitiful, it's freezing——】

【You obviously love her like this, but she won't even send you a message asking for help—】

[Is this a matter of course?Because she already has a lover who "really likes"! 】

【—You have no chance. 】

"To shut up."

A voice suddenly sounded in the silent ward, and the strange-colored pupils shrouded in dark shadows were cold and penetrating. He talked to the dark phantom, and responded indifferently and sharply.

Hong Jiaodong stood up abruptly, his fingers trembling slightly uncontrollably, breathing deeply, controlling that nervous impulse.

"I'll grab it."

The phantom in his mind finally disappeared with a laugh, his scorched pupils trembled, and he tried his best to maintain the so-called normal expression, and bowed to the woman whose expression gradually changed after a long time.

"It's not early, I'll go back first."

"Please rest well, mother."

……

...

Aika was awakened by the birdsong outside the window.

She opened her eyes, and after waking up from the dream, her blurred vision paused for a moment on the sunlight pouring into the room, and then she suddenly woke up.

She raised her hand to straighten her messy hair, raised her body slightly, but was pushed back.

"... hang."

She paused, softly called the name of the man behind her, and turned to face him.

"Time to wake up."

The gray-blue haired man didn't even open his eyes, his soft hair was lying on the pillow in a mess, and his lips were tense with dissatisfaction.

He spoke, his voice muffled by the half-dream.

"...Sleep again, for a while."

"No."

Aika straightened the broken hair around his ears, and moved closer to the back.

"Mr. Black Mist said...you have a guest today."

"That kind of thing... let him die."

He finally opened his eyes slightly, said that with a strong tone of impatience, and then closed them again.

The seemingly thin man had great strength. He pulled her to his side roughly, paused again, and then gently stroked her flowing black hair with force.

His chin was right on the top of her head, and Aika looked at the unhealed scars on his neck speechlessly. After a moment of silence, she sighed helplessly in her heart, stretched out her hand and gently grabbed his neck. clothing.

The smell on cotton clothes is very good, and there seems to be a little bit of the same shower gel smell hidden under the faint lemon and orange fragrance.

A strangely reassuring taste.

When I woke up again, there was no weight belonging to others beside me.

Still looking for warmth, she stretched out her hand, but only touched the thin blanket.

ice cold.

She opened her eyes suddenly as if awakened from a nightmare.

"...Miss Love Flower."

A steady male voice sounded in her ears, she raised her eyes in a daze, and the dark bartender uniform came into view.

"Time to wake up.".

The black-haired girl stared blankly, nodded dimly, and then let the man lift off the thin blanket covering her body, and was hugged and placed on the wheelchair.

When some wounds were touched, there was still a faint pain, which was not transmitted sharply to the nerves. She lowered her eyelashes and did not raise her eyes until she was pushed to the sink.

"I will do it myself."

The bathroom door was gently closed.

Aika blinked, but instead of picking up the toothbrush cup, she looked at the face in the mirror without blinking.

No matter how many times I have seen it, every inch of this face is still impeccable, lazy and sickly, like a pale flower of the night soaked in blood.

She slowly curled the corners of her mouth, and the girl in the mirror gradually revealed a seductive smile.

As beautiful as desire itself.

……

"…thanks."

After eating the last bite of the carefully crafted sandwich, Aika drank the milk in one gulp and placed it neatly on the dining table.

Black Mist nodded with his eyes bent, and then quickly put away the tableware.

"...Hang him, we have guests today, don't you?"

When being pushed forward, Manika casually glanced at the wall and asked softly.

"Can I go there?"

"of course."

The man's voice was deep but gentle.

"It doesn't matter."

...Is that so?

Aika withdrew her gaze, but was suddenly dazzled by the light in front of her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, the bar counter illuminated by warm lights appeared in front of her eyes.

The gray-blue haired man sat on the chair extremely quietly, holding a few cards in his hand, and erected the tower of cards with concentration on his face—it seemed that he hadn't clasped that hand on his face for a long time.

Almost there.

Aika pursed her lips, trying not to disturb him.

wow-

However, in the next second, the tower fell down.

Aihua froze for a moment, but saw the gray-blue haired man turn his head, pursed his lips, and looked at her with dark eyes.

"...Don't look at me like that."

He whispered something, got off the chair, hugged her into his arms, and sat back down again.

"Hang..."

She gently rested her head on his neck, said his name, and smiled when the man looked over.

"Amazing."

"Can you show me again?"

Sigang Muhang was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand again under the girl's gaze.

wow-

After a few more failures, he stiffened his fingers and seemed a little annoyed to push the pile of cards aside, and lightly nibbled at the smiling eyes of the girl next to her, who was naked because of the baggy clothes. shoulders.

Aika froze, then relaxed.

She raised her head and saw the man's drooping eyelashes. His skin was not as dry as it was at first, but it was still as pale as paper.

After a pause for a few seconds, she gently kissed the tip of the man's nose.

The movement of the wooden hanger suddenly stopped, as if it had been a century, and then he slowly put his finger on the back of the girl's neck, almost forcing her to raise her head, and kissed her lips.

She knew he liked it that way.

"Uh...ha...uh...hang,"

Almost suffocated by the kiss, the black-haired girl's eyelashes trembled, she put her fingers on his shoulder, and slightly pushed the man who had tasted the marrow.

Only then did Sigang Muhang let her go slowly, but he seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Oh... it seems that I came at the wrong time?"

A strange voice suddenly appeared from the side, Manika was taken aback for a moment, and immediately buried her face in the man's arms.

Sigangmuhang followed the girl's movements and pressed her head, then looked at the person with a little anger.

"Mr. Ikugaraki," a man wearing glasses came in from the darkness, smoking a cigarette. "This side has been talking about your affairs for several days-guess whether you want to make a big ticket."

"...Who is this guy?"

Shigangmu pressed her head slightly harder, as if he didn't want the man to see her face.

The man snorted, and after a few seconds of silence, another voice suddenly appeared.

"—Is that you?"

The girl's pupils shrank suddenly, and she clenched the fabric at the neckline of the dead wood, and her brain went blank for a while.

is it him……?

"Although I've seen the photos before...but it's really disgusting to see the real person."

...Dabhi?

This unusually familiar voice sounded beside her ears, the girl's whole body froze, she tried to turn her head slightly to see who was coming, but she was pushed back by the dead handle wooden hanging before she was too far away.

At the same time, Dabi was watching her carefully.

Under the dim light of the bar, the black-haired girl was wearing the same clothes as the gray-blue haired man and sat on his lap, revealing her white and slender legs.

Her face was buried in the man's arms as if shy, and her slender neck was like a swan with its head raised.

And against this white skin, the slightly red bite marks on the fragile collarbone were particularly conspicuous.

The pupils shrank slightly, and Dabi's eyes suddenly sank.

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