[Comprehensive] God's blessing

After the conversation, Manaka was quickly pushed back into the bedroom.

"You need to rest, Miss Aihua."

Hei Wu said so, gently stroked her hair, and carefully covered her with a thin quilt.

After refusing all the proper services, the girl watched him walk out the door and gently closed the door, her face without any superfluous expressions gradually loosened.

...Retreat?

She twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, and the weak magic power in her body slowly moved to her ankle along with her thoughts. In just a moment, the familiar sharp pain quickly spread to her brain.

Cold sweat seeped into the material of her underwear little by little, she clenched her teeth tightly, her light white fingers tightly clutching the fabric of the bed sheet, desperately enduring the pain.

After the ordeal that was worse than death subsided, she let out a breath slowly, and covered her face with trembling hands.

The nerve in the temple was beating violently, and the apex of the heart seemed to be eaten by ten thousand ants, and the physiological saline that instinctively seeped out made the eyes blurred.

She took a few short breaths, and stretched her fingers indiscriminately towards the front, and suddenly touched a hard object.

After a pause, she slowly grabbed the object.

Manika blinked her eyes, tears streaming down her eye sockets and falling on them.

It was a music box.

It is badly worn, and the paint on the surface is almost gone.

It seems that the dead handle wood was placed on the bedside table randomly, and I can't remember when it was put there.

Aihua gently opened the music box that looked like it would fall apart at any moment, and the fairy-like villain with the same peeling paint jumped into her eyes.

She twisted the chain link in the box a few times, and the little figure spun to the faint music.

It seems to be the melody of a nursery rhyme.

Aika listened quietly for a while, rubbing the outer shell of the music box with her fingertips little by little, until she touched a certain uneven position, and stopped.

She turned the music box half a circle, and her fingers subconsciously followed the concave and convex sides a little bit.

That's a few nicks.

She looked at the light and made out a few crooked characters chiselled on the wooden shell.

"—Send, give. 』

The first two words were very clear compared to the rest, and it took her a while to recognize them.

The rest of the characters were engraved a little shallow, and the light was dim. She was not in a hurry, and caressed every trace leisurely.

"... turn... arc...?"

Aika lowered her eyes slightly, and the villain in the music box was still turning around stubbornly.

The faint music has not stopped.

——Sent to Zhuan arc.

……

...

"How's it going?"

Beside the guard car with flashing warning lights, the man in uniform turned his head to confirm the situation with his colleagues.

"The mall has been blocked, but...he should have escaped long ago."

A look of helplessness appeared on the other detective's face.

The leader of the enemy alliance appeared in such a shopping mall with such a huge flow of people, no matter how you think about it, it will suddenly cause a sudden increase in overtime work.

"The first witness was the boy,"

He pointed to the green-haired boy surrounded by his classmates.

"Thanks to him, I have a little clue."

……

"Green Valley Boy—Takauchi Police Officer!!!"

"Oh, just in time."

When he came out of the Metropolitan Police Hall, it was already dark outside.

Hearing All Might's voice from far away, Izuku Midoriya raised his head in a daze.

"All Might..."

"Why are you here?" Before he could say the words, the skinny blond man had already approached.

"It's good to see that you are safe." All Might showed a reassuring expression on his face, and raised his hand to touch his head: "I'm sorry, I couldn't come to save you..."

"Don't, don't say that..."

Midoriya Izuku lowered his head, closed his eyes as if thinking of something, and then opened them again.

"That Shikuragi... said something strange."

"All Might, All Might also... have times when they can't do what they want?"

"..."

"... Yes."

The No. 1 hero of "The Strongest" sighed like that.

"And...a lot."

Izuku gripped the strap of his schoolbag tightly.

After an unknown amount of time, he spoke again.

"I asked Nikuragi... about Aika."

As soon as the words came out, the expression on All Might's face froze at that moment.

"He's very strange... When this matter is mentioned, he seems to be unable to control his emotions. He keeps telling me not to say Aihua's name, and almost kills me."

The boy's tone sounded very calm.

"Also, he's carrying some bags in his hand..."

After Izuku Midoriya left with his mother, police officer Tsukauchi stood beside All Might, flipping through the documents in the mall.

"According to the information provided, Sigangmuhang bought a bag of sugar, a silver bracelet, and... two sets of women's underwear in the mall."

Officer Tsukauchi's expression became more and more strange, and he slightly glanced at All Might who was standing aside.

His usually resolute eyes were full of anxiety at this moment.

……

...

When Sigang Muhang came back with his things in his hands, he saw a young girl sitting on the bed, holding a music box, and she didn't know what she was thinking with lowered eyebrows and eyes.The dim light in the room shone on her body, her long black hair hung down, forming a stark contrast with the sheets under her body, still like an oil painting.

He stood at the door for a long time before slowly stepping into this dreamlike scene.

Hearing the sound of him stepping in, the girl raised her head.

"……you are back."

She raised her face and looked at him who walked to the bed, her voice was very soft.

Sigang Muhang stared at her without saying a word, and finally looked away.

"Did you buy anything?"

Without asking why he slammed the door before that, the girl smiled and looked at the paper bag in his hand.

"For me?"

Sigang Muhang nodded stiffly, then put the paper bag on the thin quilt, sat on the edge of the bed and watched her unpack the bags one by one.

Opening the pure white paper bag, the girl showed a flash of surprise after taking out the same white bag of candies.

Of course, the dead handle wooden hanging is not to be missed.

"do not like?"

This is impossible.

"No..." The girl blinked and looked at him: "How would Mr. Diao know... I like this candy?"

"...Buy whatever you want."

Sigangmu Diao looked away, but there was no clue in his tone.

She didn't ask any more questions, and tore open the candy wrapper, and the soft candy was full of milk fragrance after sipping.

"I love so much."

Shigaoki didn't speak any more, just watched her open the next paper bag.

The packaging was very simple, he only saw the girl's hand paused when she saw the box, and then opened it.

It is a bracelet.

The style looks quite simple, with only a small pendant hanging from the silver chain.

It looks like a small daisy.

Aihua smiled, picked up the bracelet and put it in the palm of the man in front of him, and said at the moment his expression changed:

"Help me put it on."

The man's fingers trembled slightly, his little finger curled up unnaturally, his expression was a little focused, and his eyelashes trembled slightly with his breathing.

Aika looked at him quietly for a while, and in the next second, at the moment when the chain of the bracelet was fastened, she slipped her five fingers into the man's fingers.

She clearly saw that Sigang Muhang's pupils contracted violently at that moment, and his fingers stretched out unnaturally, without touching her skin at all.

Aika thought for a while, and before Shigang Muhang could react, he blocked his lips before his unbelievable words came out.

The sweet toffee hadn't completely melted yet, Aika opened her eyes, and met the scarlet eyes that were staring at her.

After a pause of only a second, Shigaoki's body leaned over fiercely.

His kisses can be described as chaotic, even the ambiguous aroma of toffee didn't decrease a bit, but intensified.

Like the last madness before the end.

Aika's other free hand slowly climbed up his neck, and then stroked the cheek of the man in front of him.

"Hang you."

The girl called him vaguely and faintly panting slightly amidst the low, entangled breath.

"Diaojun...Diaojun, Diaojun...Diaojun..."

She called several times in a row, her voice was very soft, and an unspeakable sweet smell lingered all over her body, and a mist appeared in her eyes, like dandelions in the humid air after rain.

"... turn the arc."

The last cry was softer, blurred like a sigh, but the movement of the man in front of him stopped at that moment.

"……Who?"

The man's breathing trembled, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

The girl didn't reply, she closed her eyes halfway, with misty tears on her eyelashes, slowly let go of his hand, and rubbed his face with both hands.

"Hang."

She smiled suddenly, and leaned forward to kiss his eyes.

In summer, even wearing thin and cool clothes cannot resist the heat factor in the air.The thin quilt between the two had been lifted long ago, even though the room was originally shady and cool, the gradually hot body temperature of the other party gradually passed through the fabric.

The loose clothes only covered the base of the thighs, and the lines of the white and slender legs were very beautiful. The collar was also slightly pulled apart during the nonsense just now, revealing sporadic marks on the collarbone and neck.

The girl kissed his ears moistly with her lips and teeth, and her jet-black hair fell on the sheet as she leaned up. He touched her in a daze, and carefully stroked her back with his palm.

"Hanging Lord..."

The girl's voice rang in her ear, panting.

"like me?"

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and his brain exploded with a bang because of her actions, and he grabbed her hand violently.

"what are you doing?"

"Shh."

A slender finger stood in front of him, blocking his next words.

"If it goes on like this, Mr. Diao will feel very uncomfortable, right?"

"Aihua will help you, okay?"

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