[Comprehensive] God's blessing

"...she's asleep."

It was late at night, and the impatient wooden hanger opened the door, and the first thing he saw was the hot milk in Hei Wu's hand, and his face became even worse.

"I don't want to drink, take it for me."

Hei Wu was silent for a while, but still did not directly tell the fact that the glass of milk was not prepared for him in front of the giant baby, but nodded quietly.

"I put it in the microwave."

He paused, and added to Sigangmuhang's increasingly irritable eyes: "The doctor said that Miss Aihua should sleep very restlessly tonight."

"If she wakes up suddenly, you can warm up the milk for her."

Sigang Muhang was stunned for a moment, and looked into the room reflexively, but turned back quickly, pursing his lips into a straight line.

He neither nodded nor shook his head, and slammed the door shut the next second.

Hei Wu looked at the door close at hand, stood for a while, and walked towards the kitchen with the glass of warm milk.

……

On the game screen in the dark room, the skinny protagonist was still moving slightly according to the set game program with his breathing rate.

The fluorescent light projected from the screen shone on the face of the black-haired girl lying on the sofa, making her look pale. The game controller slipped down to her hand, and the girl's slender eyelashes trembled with her slight breathing.

She fell asleep.

Shigang Muhang's gaze paused for a moment on the girl's side face that looked like a god, and finally walked forward, carefully raised a finger, and hugged her horizontally.

The half of the girl's thighs exposed by the movement was fair and delicate, and her skin was slightly cool.Sigangmuhang withdrew his gaze, slowly lifted the quilt, and put her on the bed.

"Well……"

However, no matter how careful he was, the strange and stiff movements still woke her up.

The hand of the quilt on the dead handle wooden hanging cover was stiff in mid-air.

"... dead wood?"

The girl's eyes narrowed like a cat's, as if she was adapting to the light, and she called his name lightly.

He didn't respond.

"Am I asleep?"

"…Um."

The young man's voice was a little hoarse, Aika lowered her eyes, sat up slightly in another comfortable posture, and leaned against the pillow.

"Can I talk to you for a moment?"

The girl lowered her eyes, and the tear mole on the other side of her eyes looked particularly alluring under the dim bedside lamp for some reason. Before he agreed, she moved to the other side of the bed with difficulty.

"Sit here."

Can't refuse.

The girl carefully tugged on his sleeve, and the leader of the enemy alliance obediently followed her words and sat on the other side of the bed.

The dim light shone on his dark black hoodie, just blocking the light that originally shone on the girl's face. Manika blinked in the darkness and spoke.

"What do you like to do?"

Sigang Muhang was in a trance for a moment.

He didn't expect her to ask such a question.

"……game."

After a long silence, he replied dryly.

On top of that, there's the constant hassle of finding heroes.

But for some reason, he didn't talk about this special hobby.

"Ah..." He heard the girl's soft laughter, seemed very happy, but also a little embarrassed: "I don't seem to be very good at that..."

"I like..." The girl paused, as if she was thinking slowly: "I don't have anything I like in particular... But, if it's something I like, I like flowers."

flower.

The heart contracted suddenly, and Shigaraki didn't hear what the girl said next.

It seemed like a long time before he opened his mouth slowly.

"…White Rose."

"Ok?"

"Like it."

"..." The girl's breath paused, and then she asked him in a confused tone, "What does this mean?"

"Does Deadwood like white roses?"

This was not the answer he wanted.

Unable to stop the irritability in his heart, Shigaraki frowned, habitually wanting to get up from the bed to get rid of the depression in his heart.

But once the girl grabbed his sleeve, he stopped all his movements as if time was suspended.

"do not go."

Her voice sounded a little aggrieved, and under the dim light of the bedside lamp, there seemed to be a layer of moisture in those obsidian eyes.

"Don't go."

"please."

……

The bedside lamp was turned off with a "click", and the dead handle wooden hanger withdrew his hand, and lay back in place with a light movement.

He has always had the habit of sleeping with the lights on, but the girl in his arms seems to be sleeping restlessly because of this.

She hugged his arm tightly, and leaned her face there, her body undulating weakly with her breathing, like a little animal in a rest.

The bed, which had been kept cold in memory, seemed to finally have a touch of human warmth at this time. He reached out to touch her cheek, and touched a piece of warm skin as expected.

"PTSD, do you understand?"

He suddenly remembered what the doctor he had been unhappy with had said to him during the day, the damn old man smiled coldly.

"To put it plainly to you, it means—"

"At least for now, or in the future."

"—She can't even return to the hero's side."

Uncontrollable ecstasy rose from his chest, and at the moment when he was in a trance, it seemed that a familiar voice sounded in his ear.

"It can't be separated, and it won't be separated, turn the arc."

"It's an agreement, those who break their promises will swallow a thousand needles."

You clearly said you would never forget me.

You broke your promise.

Time seemed to have paused for a long time, and he finally stretched out his hand, and with a rare blank and empty expression, he hugged her as if he had fallen into a very short dream.

……

In the silent night, the sound of glass shattering from the kitchen caused Hei Wu to open his eyes suddenly, walked out of the room quickly, and saw the figure of the dead handle wooden hanging as expected.

His face was pale, and his scarlet eyes stared blankly at the traces of embarrassment on the ground. The glass must have been accidentally broken by him.

Hearing the sound of someone approaching, he reflexively looked this way, but he was not as vigilant as usual.

"Miss Aihua is awake?"

Black Mist cleaned up the scene very skillfully, and then poured a glass of milk from the refrigerator to heat it up again.

Sigangmuhang nodded carelessly and irritably. Heiwu could see that he was a little absent-minded, but he still didn't say anything.

Not long after, even before the milk was heated, Sigang Muhang left the kitchen quickly without saying a word.

He hesitated for a few seconds before the door of his room, and finally pushed the door open and walked in.

The lights in the house were not turned on, and Shikuraki paused for a moment before finally turning on the chandelier.

The girl who shrank herself into a ball in a corner shrank suddenly at that moment.

She sat on the cold floor tiles without a carpet, pulled off the quilt roughly, but when she approached the girl, her body froze suddenly.

"do not come!!!"

The girl's voice was full of crying and fear, she suddenly hugged her head, and her whole body was shaking violently.

"It hurts...so scary..."

"help me……"

"Katsuki... burnt..."

"Anyone is fine—"

"I'm going to die..."

"The hero will definitely come!! Leave it to the hero! ——Everyone uses this kind of excuse to fool you, right?"

"……why?"

"...Hero, why didn't you come?"

His pupils trembled violently, Shigaraki ignored the girl's low screams, approached her step by step, and finally knelt down and hugged her forcefully.

"There will be no heroes."

"...Aihua, look at me... look at me, none of those trash will come."

He held the girl's trembling face in his trembling hands, and there was an indescribable madness in his scarlet eyes.

"You only have me...Aihua,...you only have me..."

It was like being immersed in a desolate and desolate lake, the blood froze little by little, and the outside and inside were cold, but when he finally emerged from the ice-filled water, he could only see the endless night and glaciers again.

"—!"

The girl gasped a few times in a hurry, and the nails of her fingers sank deeply into the thin arms of the man in front of her. She suddenly opened her eyes wide, and the tears escaped from their sockets and slipped down unconsciously.

"... hang?"

I don't know how long it took before she softly called his name.

The faint breaths of the two were entangled together, the girl gently rubbed the corner of his lips, but the man bit her lips, and let out a low whimper.

The room suddenly became very quiet, the two hugged each other tightly, only the low panting of the dead handle wood and the faint sound of sticky water could be heard in the air.

The pitch-black figure that almost merged with the darkness stood stiffly at the door, and the cup of hot milk in his hand was slowly getting cold.

The author has something to say:

just kiss【】

Davi should come out in the next chapter, or the next chapter (flies rub their hands

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