I still found the wrong target for the strategy today [Comprehensive]

"what."

Hanase let out a soft cry, raised her wrist, condensed a handful of blue baby's breath in her palm, and handed it to Shigaraki's eyes, "I promise to send you flowers."

Sidangmu took it with lowered eyes. Due to the cover of the night, he was not covered by a hood as before, his hair was hanging down softly, and the slightly longer part swept across his chin: "Did you do it on purpose?"

His voice was soft, with a husky taste.

"What purpose?"

Hanase looked at him curiously.

"Flower language."

"Ok?"

Sigangmu turned his eyes away: "The flower language of this kind of flower."

"? Sorry, I don't know."

Hanase, who thought he was asking about flower language, could only answer in this way.

"..."

Shigaraki rubbed his forehead with his hand as if feeling a headache, and at the same time turned his face away, unwilling to face Hanase, "Forget it."

"what happened?"

"Shut up, I should have known what a strange character you are."

Shikuragi murmured quickly in an unlovable tone.

Hanase: "You are the first to say that I have a strange personality."

"That's because other people are too polite." Siganoki moved his fingers up, and pulled her wrist willfully to bring Hanase closer, "I didn't have dinner, stay with me."

"Going far away?"

Hanase lowered her head and glanced at the four fingers that surrounded her, touched the back of his hand with her palm, and rubbed back and forth in a way of warming her hands, and then clearly felt the stiffness of Shikaki, even her steps were slow. There is a short pause.

"what are you doing?"

When he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice seemed to be stiff.

"Warm your hands." Hanase felt that Shigaraki was in a bad mood, and slowly moved his hand away, "...Are you upset?"

Nekaragi remained silent for a while, stopped completely, and turned to Hanase: "It's not just my hands that are cold."

"?"

"The body is also very cold." Shizuoki stared at her rightly, "So you want to hug me?"

"What do you mean?"

Hanase asked clearly, stretched out her hand and took a step forward, easily embracing Shigaraki's thin body, and swept the whole body of the person who made the request with an unstoppable warmth.For a moment, Shigaraki didn't even know where his hands were placed. When he came back to his senses, his dull senses sent the soft touch back to his brain.

It turned out that he had already hugged her back.

The fragrance of the girl's hair spreads effortlessly, and this snuggling posture from top to bottom gives Shigaraki a certain illusion of possession.

"Is it better now?"

"……Um."

Hanase was about to withdraw, but she was held back when her back moved a little away. Shigaraki suddenly bent over and approached her, as if feeling insecure, and hugged her tighter: "Really...do you like me?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Siganmu leaned against her, touching her hair with his fingertips, "...let's continue like this."

Hanase obviously misunderstood: "Do you want to hug for a long time?"

"That's fine too."

He doesn't object.

"No." Hanase broke free from his arms, and walked forward holding Shigaraki's wrist before he could react, "You haven't eaten dinner yet, it hurts your stomach."

The eyes of Sikuanmu who was following behind were gloomy, but he had to lose his battle under these words and turned into a harmless one in the eyes of outsiders. The girl in front was still seriously asking for his opinion: "Do you want to eat ramen? Or do you want to eat ramen?" Rice? I think curry is good, do you want to eat Nigaragi?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Then choose what you like to eat."

Shigangmu looked at the starry sky in his hand at an angle, and obviously answered absent-mindedly.

This is what Hanase saw when she turned her head.

Sometimes it's like a child.

She couldn't help thinking.

***

Sunday morning.

Aizawa Shouta chose the necessities of life that were missing at home in court. It was not social fear but laziness to deal with and unnecessary going out behaviors, so such things were just a routine of "when things are missing".

Walking around the shelves full of shower gel, Aizawa counted the things in the basket with downcast eyes, and was about to go to the food area to buy some vegetables, but just after turning the corner, a girl stood in front of her with a smile on her face looking at him.

Shiina Hanase.

After the last incident, he still remembered the name.

"Hello." Hanase bowed first, the sparkle in her eyes couldn't be hidden no matter what, "It's great to meet you, I guess you might be around here."

The accuracy of speaking directly to the point has declined, which shows that she is emotionally excited.

But Aizawa still understood what she meant: "Is there anything you can do for me?"

"I want to see you."

Hanase pursed her lips cautiously, it was hard to imagine that such a situation would happen to her, "Although she behaved inappropriately, I really want to see you."

"See me?" Aizawa raised his eyes for a moment, "And then."

"I don't know." Hanase shook her head honestly, "Just let me talk to you, and I'll be very happy."

"..."

Aizawa held the basket and looked at her with his arms folded, blinking his eyes vigorously, only the slightest crack appeared in the silent picture, he rubbed the part above the eyebrows with his fingertips, probably thinking about what to say.

This child regards him as the light of the spirit.

What a headache.

"you……"

It was only a monosyllable, and Hanase raised her eyes to look at him suddenly, her focused and agile eyes looked like a Persian cat that was only a few months old.

Aizawa: "..."

Aizawa: "If it's just talking, at least you start the conversation, I'm not good at that."

"Is your home near here?"

"Not far."

"Then I will come every day from now on."

Aizawa picked up a handful of spinach, put it down after looking at it, and said casually, "What are you doing?"

"Because I want to see you every day."

"..."

Aizawa stared at her for two seconds, then hit Hanase on the head with celery wrapped in plastic wrap: "Kids should put their studies first."

"I'm fifteen."

"Fifteen younger than me."

Aizawa was able to do things with ease, paused, and remembered something, looking back at Hanase who seemed to be following him, "Are you a freshman?"

"Yes."

"Intention to apply for the exam?"

Hanase answered truthfully: "Yingei High School."

It might be his student.

Aizawa thought casually.

"Are you confident in class A?"

"some."

Hanase replied without hesitation, which made Aizawa look at her again with concern.

The girl who looks soft and weak is just a special appearance when she is quiet, and her face is well concealed in that situation. If it wasn't for the moment when his eyes trembled, he might not be able to capture this subtlety in the surveillance. The last verse is enough to change the omission of everything.

"Then I should be your future teacher."

Aizawa threw a piece of beef into the basket, deliberately not looking at Hanase's expression.

"Really?!"

Hanase leaned forward in great surprise, and couldn't help pulling Aizawa's sleeve, the expression on her face was vividly displayed on her beautiful face, "Then I can be with you in the future." You've been together for a long time, right?!"

"It's true in a simple sense." Aizawa said briefly, the following words stuck in his throat, facing the eyes full of respect and dependence, he still couldn't say the heavy words that were too prepared for a rainy day.

But she probably didn't mean that.

This is still easy to understand.

It's just that the way of expression is different from that of ordinary people, so it is easy to misunderstand at first glance.

Aizawa pulled the sleeves out of her hands without any trace, and continued to walk forward, Hanase followed him to the checkout area, said "wait a moment", then put away the phone and ran out, Aizawa didn't have time to shout hold her.

The checkout line was a bit long, and when Aizawa came out, he happened to see Hanase across the street waving vigorously at him, and soon ran towards him with eyes full of expectation.

The purpose is so clear, the emotion is not hidden.

Aizawa thought he hadn't done anything particularly worthy of attention, so he couldn't help being startled by the pure yearning when he met Kamise Hanase's eyes.

The girl had already run to his side.

"It just so happened that you came out!" She said happily, it seemed that every time she saw her again, it was a new joy for her. "I bought some eye drops, which were recommended by the pharmacist. I hope they can be useful to you."

He just blinked uncomfortably, and she actually noticed it just once.

All of them are good brands, and two of them are still commonly used by Aizawa.

Aizawa considered his words: "I'm not interested in collecting things casually."

"Why is it so casual to take my things?" Hanase looked at him puzzled, "You are my savior, and possibly my future teacher, and a treasure in my heart. I appreciate everything about you. Everything starts from the heart.”

Aizawa: "..."

Aizawa: "Who did you learn how to speak from?"

"Eh?"

Aizawa rubbed his forehead helplessly, and sighed vaguely: "It's very misleading."

"My feelings for you are exactly what I said." Hanase lowered her head aggrievedly.

"..."

"Ok, I see."

Aizawa decides to throw in the towel.

"If you really feel uneasy about accepting it for nothing," Hanase thought he was concerned about this, and suggested kindly, "Then let me go to your house for lunch."

Aizawa: "..."

Isn't this more serious?

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