[Comprehensive] Trying my best to teach and educate people

There is someone I like.

In fact, he didn't understand what liking was at all before, and even now he doesn't understand what kind of feeling liking is.But gradually, he began to have.

Although I still don't quite understand it, it can fully explain the fact that he appeared in his own living space, and I hope he can continue to appear in his own living space.

After all, a person is really/he/damn annoying.

Someone once said that once you get used to two people and a group, you will never be able to return to the time of being alone, loneliness will torture you, loneliness will cover you like a shadow, and the happiness of the past will bring you back like a nightmare.But when you wake up, there is only an empty room, and an empty yourself.

He doesn't want to go back to the state of being alone now. Work can no longer make him forget everything, but it can't make him forget that there is someone there.

"You bastard, what are you doing lying on the sofa so early in the morning?"

Bakugo cleaned up the kitchen utensils. In the morning, it was Western style, eggs, bacon, milk, and salad.The other party was able to perfectly prepare these things without interfering with himself, and he would not make any dark dishes, but the amount of seasoning was still somewhat problematic.

But basically not big.

Also cleans up well.

Amano hugged the pillow and curled up his body. He was tall and curled up into a big ball. Fortunately, the sofa was big enough, otherwise he would have to roll on the ground.However, the ground was covered with soft woolen carpets, and apart from the danger of the angular coffee table, Amano could do whatever he wanted in this place.

He has been in poor health recently, and Bakugo let him do everything, and he followed his appearance in everything, making Amano feel that he was honoring his elders.

"Thinking about life."

A boring variety show was playing on the TV, and artist groups were joking and joking on it. Anyway, he couldn't understand such a show.

I don't chase stars, and there is even a huge gap with the times.

Bakugo wiped the water off his hands, took off the apron, and hung it on the sticky hook on the side of the refrigerator.He was wearing a black sweater, and the pants on his legs were also black, but he didn't have the dark aura that black tones would have.It would be better to say that his work in recent years has made him more upright and awe-inspiring.

The bad boy in the past, under everyone's noses, gradually transformed into what he is now.

Bakugo sat on the sofa, right next to Amano's feet, took the remote control and tuned a station, it was a TV station that was broadcasting a murder that happened some time ago.

Amano stretched out his foot and kicked him. "Is it this again?"

"Didn't you always work and work before? You forced me to watch it together."

"At that time, you were my subordinate."

Bakugo gave him a meaningful look, with a narrow smile in his eyes, this look, to be honest, was really unreasonably gentle.Who would have imagined that the kid who always exploded in the past would become like this now.

Amano couldn't stand his gaze, and shrank his neck again. "...you have to understand what a homeless person thinks."

He finished his work in the investigation room, and completely bid farewell to his previous life.In a forced and helpless way.In the past few years, his health has not been good. He always uses the excuse of recuperating to convince himself that he is on vacation. In fact, once he leaves that place, he is really not used to it.

He was also very uncomfortable with other jobs.

In the end, he became a vagrant.

No.

Anyway, he is a high-ranking vagrant, he can say so proudly.

"If you're really a homeless person." In order to prevent those two feet from kicking around, Bakugou reached out and hugged them to his lap, and put his hands into the blanket, it was very cold.

Sometimes the other person's body temperature is terribly low, which makes him feel a sense of fear that it will get colder and colder.

The only thing to do is hold tight.

"This case has been going on for some time."

"Are you in charge?"

"If I was in charge, I wouldn't be home today."

"Aren't you the manager?"

"If it happens again, I should pass."

He did not become a hero in the end, and the new hero qualification examination rejected nearly two-thirds of the national hero candidates.They did not pass the strict written test, as well as combat effectiveness, team combat, and leadership skills, which tested various aspects of practical operation.As well as the final psychological test, those who fail will have the opportunity to retake the test only after another year.

It is not easy to become a professional hero, because the use of personality has been opened, heroes have become a small number of people, and the tide of job change is coming, people who become heroes but cannot support themselves leave one after another.Those who are still going on are either generating electricity for love, or trying to achieve a result, but in the end they have to listen to the police's command when carrying out activities.

He finally gave up the exam.

A hero is a profession, and it cannot be called a profession. In the era of losing heroes, they will become children's little dreams.

And he doesn't fit either.

There are many roads ahead, and after giving up this choice, many forks immediately appeared.

To think, to act, to keep moving forward for yourself, and keep fighting in your own way.He always remembered this sentence, and then passed the university and took the civil service examination.Later, after a rigorous review, he became a criminal policeman.

The old police officer who took him used to say 'people are amazing creatures, once they decide to change they change their appearance. ', he is remembering his past affairs, and he is still supervising himself, even if he is treated differently like this, he still doesn't flinch in any way.

Fortunately, I persisted in the end, otherwise I probably wouldn't meet again.

Fate is a wonderful thing.

Bakugo thought of this, reached out and turned off the TV.

"You didn't watch it?" Amano asked suspiciously.

"I've seen all the good-looking things in this store."

"..." Then why did you just call it out?

Bakugo patted his foot. "get up."

Amano flinched, but his will was firm.

Bakugou stood up and went to the bedroom. "I'll get you a coat. There are a lot of cherry blossoms blooming outside. We happened to go for a drive in Ueno. We're going to eat outside today. How about conveyor belt sushi?"

From the living room to the bedroom, the volume did not decrease in the slightest.

When he came out, Amano had already sat up from the sofa, and Bakugou not only brought clothes from the bedroom, but also medicine.There were more than a dozen kinds of pills in a small compartment. He poured a cup of warm water over them, took them out one by one, and handed them to him.

Amano smiled bitterly. "Sure enough, he is a criminal police officer, with amazing observation skills."

They met in the hospital that year.

Bakugo is investigating an incident, discovers that the nurse at that hospital has something to do with it, and then meets Amano in the courtyard of the inpatient department, teaching children how to play soccer.The worst thing is that the other party pretended to have amnesia at that time, playing tricks on him for two whole months.

Amano took the medicine, stuffed it into his mouth, and took a sip of water.Baohao watched from the side, even if he watched it countless times, he didn't know how the other party swallowed it, maybe he got used to it by swallowing it.

He didn't know about Amano's physical condition. It seemed that the attending doctor over there had been ventilated by someone, and he didn't reveal any information.He didn't even get the medical records. It is unlikely that Amano's mouth will be opened. He only heard from the nurse that he has been hospitalized and only woke up from a coma two years ago.He could also see that his physical coordination ability had declined, and his complexion had never been better.

Who would have thought that a person who was so powerful before is now as fragile as made of glass.

So he didn't ask him anything.

Didn't ask him what he did to himself before?

Didn't ask him what happened in these years?

did not ask……

"Why are you in a daze? Are you getting old and a little dazed?" Amano smiled, took the clothes and put them on casually, unexpectedly also took a scarf and hat.

It's really overprotective.

Baohao took his hand, it was still cold, he couldn't help tightening his hand.

Fortunately, his body temperature is very high, and he can cover it no matter how cold it is.

"I want to eat sushi that won't turn around."

"Then pack it out?"

"I'd rather eat what you made."

"Isn't this a temporary idea, I'll grind coffee for you next time."

"I have more than a dozen coffee machines, and I still need your manpower? And student Baohao, you have too many brainstorms, this is not possible."

"Oh, it's quite cold outside. Wear a good hat. You can't even wrap a scarf well. It's fine if you don't know how to wear a tie. Now it seems that you have no ability to live."

"Tsk, I was discovered by you, I must silence it!"

"...Ah, I was silenced."

"Tsk, it's so fake, classmate, that's not what the teacher taught you."

"Then I can only ask the teacher to teach it again."

"……what"