A Giant Baby's Road to Heroes[Comprehensive]

In the dark base, the man sitting on the sofa bit his nails lightly and said with his usual smile, "Mr. Black Mist, you are here."

He was calm and relaxed, as if he wasn't worried at all about the child in Hei Wu's hands, his most wanted heir, the bruised Siganmu.

He opened his hands on the sofa and said: "I didn't violate the agreement with Hang, I didn't shoot you, you came to find me yourself, right?"

"Yes," Heiwu said, "I came to you on my own initiative."

Even if Shikuragi had told him a few days ago, "No matter when, never go to see that man."

"He's dangerous."

"I would be very, very angry if you went to see him."

"I will hate the black mist, do you understand?"

It's not that Niugaragi has any talent for foresight, but because he knows this man too well.

Hei Wu also promised again and again, but when something like this happened today, Hei Wu automatically took those words as empty words.

The dead handle wood is not heavy at all, and after losing a hand and a lot of blood, it is even more unbelievably light.

"You can fix him, can't you, 'Teacher'?"

This man can heal the hang, whether it is from his playful smile or malicious eyes, one can see that he is confident, Shigaraki's once omnipotent "teacher".

He is like a black figure fiddling with silk threads behind the background of the screen. Everyone is living under his control. Heiwu even suspects that they are living in his script now, otherwise why there is no trace when he appears with a sling. surprise.

"Teacher? Did Ling tell you about me?" AFO wanted to know what Ling thought of him.

"No," Black Mist shook his head, "But I happened to read a fairy tale written by him a long time ago. In the story, there were only him and the teacher. In his world, there was only the teacher alone."

"Ha," AFO smiled softly, this smile is obvious and real, "It's really romantic..."

"He said that you were once the light in his life."

"Ah, that's it." AFO raised his head, frowning to get rid of redundant emotions, he remembered the words that Niigaragi said in the dream for the first time, "I have known the teacher since a long time ago, the teacher saved me , At that time, I really, really liked the teacher."

He suddenly wanted to hurry up, hug him over quickly, treat him, give him everything, but he couldn't, he had to endure it a little longer.

"Then what about you?" AFO resumed his banter, "What is Heiwu Lord to Ling?"

"That's not important." He still answered rigorously and kindly, with a steady voice, as if it was really something unimportant.

But under the personality, AFO can clearly experience the mood swings of the black mist, and the two opposite extreme emotions made him understand at once, "Really, has he already made a choice?"

That's really... enviable.

"Why did you come?" The AFO wanted to know whether there was a more noble person than himself, this once loyal subordinate, this strict butler who suddenly fell in love with his students, this unforgivable man who took advantage of his absence. thoughts.

Yes, noble.

No matter what background they live in, they all have the same emotions.

For Shikuraki, he can set up many chess games. He can destroy him first, and then heal him. Once Shikuraki accepts him, he can give everything for him.

So black mist, how about you?How far can you do it?

Hei Wu looked at Sidangmu, whose face was pale and whose neck was splashed with bewitching blood, and said calmly, "He said, he wants to become very strong."

"Actually, to me, it doesn't matter whether he's a good guy or a bad guy."

"It doesn't matter if he wants to be a top hero or an underground leader."

"I gave him the education of an ordinary person, just hoping that he can live a freer life in the future."

"I just want to fulfill his expectations, no..." Heiwu thought for a moment, trying to describe it as clearly as possible, "I just want to respond to his eyes that yearn to be loved."

"I want to protect him. But I can't, so I beg you."

"I see. It seems that your emotions seem to be on par with mine." AFO said slightly unhappily, even his smile faded, "You must have seen a lot of cute and innocent faces, right? After the education you gave him Down."

"If you saw him as hopeless, would you still want to respond to him?"

"Actually, he is basically the same person as me. Let me show you."

As these words fell, several huge light screens were wrapped around the three of them, scrolling and playing vivid pictures, all of which were pictures of dead karagi, from childhood to youth.

The five-year-old Siganmu held a bunch of severed hands and showed a strange expression of satisfaction, while the eight-year-old had his hands stained with blood from nowhere, and giggled.

When I was 12 years old, my eyes were already crazy, and I sat on the broken and unknown garbage and rewrapped the bandages on my fingers. At the age of 15, his face was dark and yellow, his eyes seemed to have been soaked in blood, and his bony body showed a morbid state of being.

With the height of his stature, his madness only increased, his scarlet pupils became more and more dirty, greedily inhaling the smell of corpses on his severed hands.

He hardly looked human, but some kind of twisted, grotesque being.

Under the mist, he couldn't see Hei Wu's expression clearly. He turned around with the screen, and all kinds of scary expressions of Shigangmu fell into his eyes.

"How is it, Mr. Heiwu?" As long as he heard a little surprised voice of Heiwu, the AFO would feel comfortable.

"At that time..." Black Mist stopped and said, "Did I stand beside him?"

Although I don't want to admit it, but...

"...Yes, you have." Even through the mist, AFO could feel the black mist breathe a sigh of relief.

Great, he must be terrified.

After all, he is always so clumsy and wants others to affirm him.

"In fact, he still has a lot of bad habits up to now," Hei Wu said with some helplessness, "Hei Wu is self-willed and self-righteous, impulsive and dangerous, and he likes others to pay attention to him. People are exhausted."

Hei Wu probably laughed, "Actually, he really hasn't changed at all."

"That's really troublesome..." AFO looked a little troubled. When he was disappointed, he would touch the back of his neck and say with a smile: "Mr. Black Mist, people like you can't exist."

AFO's gaze moved into mid-air as if he was thinking about something, "I can't keep you..." He retracted his gaze and stared straight at the black mist and said, "As long as you exist, I can't get him."

Black Mist nodded, as if in agreement.

……

Dead Karaki sat up from the not-so-soft bed, his upper body was intact, but if you look closely, you will find that the skin on the left hand is fairer than the skin on the body.

What catches the eye is a Japanese-style room. You don't have to turn around to look at it to know that there is a bookcase in the left rear.

Exactly the same room as before.

The AFO sitting next to him closed his book, smiled and said, "Hang, welcome home."

"Where is the black mist?"

Without answering his question, AFO touched the abdomen that had completely healed without any scars, and the newly grown left hand, which looked extraordinarily delicate, and felt that [Super Regeneration] + [Backtracking] is really a good combination .

Shikuragi grabbed the hot right hand of the teacher, trying to divert his attention, and repeated: "Where is the black mist?"

The caught AFO started to play with Shikuragi's hand, no matter what, he could always have fun for himself, but he didn't question the students any longer, "I wonder, what would I do?"

Shigaraki lowered his eyes and said without much emotion: "The teacher will kill everyone around me one by one."

"Why?" AFO asked, stroking the back of Shikaki's neck.

"In this way, I have no one else but the teacher."

"That's right," the AFO said with some praise, "Hang is really smart."

"...Really." Siganmu seemed to have lost interest in the conversation, he lay down, rolled up the quilt and turned his back to AFO, as if he was about to enter the next stage of sleep.

"What's the matter?" AFO patted him on the shoulder, as if trying to curry favor with a child, as he used to do, in the memory of Niigaragi, "Are you unhappy because Black Mist disobeyed your orders?"

"Can you be happy?" Niigaragi asked back, "If he does this, I don't know if I will be angry?"

AFO seemed to be about to be amused by Siganmu, but in fact he was already laughing, and he said: "Hang, just throw away the broken things, the teacher will give you whatever you want."

"So, how about going back to the teacher?"

"Don't..." Sihan's voice came through the quilt, "I hate Teacher."

"The teacher is always lying."

……

AFO seems to be trying to repeat the teacher-student drama in the past. He now has more time and energy to play with Niu Karaki, but Niu Karaki doesn't cooperate with the performance. Being left out, he can only look for other pastimes.

What Chisaki Kai said is correct, Shigaraki will retaliate for everything, but he doesn't know that this is inherited from the teacher's will, so when he finally repaired his team leader, he came again A set of palm techniques that fell from the sky.

"Although I acquiesced, it's still unpleasant, master." AFO withdrew his index finger.

If two holes are opened and two hands are wasted, he will only pay back double.

When the AFO told Sidangmu about this matter flatteringly, Sidangmu did not move out of the quilt. He no longer listened, watched, or thought about it. He even skipped eating, anyway, the teacher did not Let him die.

Attacking the teacher is all interaction with the teacher, whenever the teacher is talking or resting next to him, he will get out from all angles of the quilt, and then get caught, they consume each other like this, no one bows to the other.

"The hanging movement is too big, are you warning the teacher?" Once again, the AFO put Shikuraki's hand on his face, deliberately teasing him.

Siganmu retracted his hand under the quilt, and his lazy voice sounded, "Next time..." He didn't finish, but AFO understood what he meant.

Next time, I will definitely kill the teacher.

AFO smiled helplessly and said, "Hang, what I am willing to do for you is actually more than you imagine."

"If you don't want to go back to the teacher, how about letting the teacher come to you?"

I like your blood-soaked appearance in the dark, but I am also fascinated by your innocent temperament revealed in your dangerous smile. We don't have to stay in the dark. If you like, the teacher can...

"Teacher," said Siganmu's voice, "the quilt is so cold." He probably arched his back a little more, and said, "Teacher, I can sleep very comfortably in that house."

"..."

yes.

Can't I make you feel the temperature?

The AFO didn't come to harass Siganoki for several days in a row. One night, when Siganoki slightly lifted the corner of the quilt, he saw him sleeping next to him.

Rare, hang up the color.

Shigaraki didn't know that he had just had a fight with the No. 1 hero. When he was in a bad mood, he always wanted to have some fun. He hadn't forgotten his old friend All Might.

The whole body was exhausted and exhausted, All Might's defeated and decadent appearance made him satisfied, and he accidentally fell asleep completely defenseless.

"teacher?"

Not getting a response, Siganmu lifted the quilt and slowly sat next to the AFO. He seemed to be thinner than before, with thin shoulders, and blue blood vessels could be faintly seen on the back of his hands.

"Teacher, don't take it lightly at any time, this is what you taught me..."

His ten fingers were only one centimeter away from the skin of the teacher's neck.

The teacher showed no signs of waking up.

If the temperature has faded, will he disperse even the light?

He put his ten fingers tightly around the teacher's neck.

But even he himself was surprised that he didn't activate [Honkai].

AFO only fell into a deep sleep for a moment, and he quickly forced himself into a light sleep transition. He still hasn't forgotten that there is a little wolf cub lying next to him.

Something hit his face with a smack, and then the wet feeling woke him up fully, and he saw Shigaraki weeping dazedly.

"What do you want?!" For a moment, he was startled from the calm temperament of his life, and hugged Shikuragi, he hadn't realized that his unreasonable reaction revealed his clumsy side.

He always felt that as long as he fulfilled Shikuraki's request, he would rely on himself again, so when he saw Shikuraki crying, his first reaction was to ask Shikuraki what he wanted, not why.

After seeing through his own heart, Shigaraki could only grab the teacher's clothes and say, "Teacher, give me back the black mist, and I will be your student..."

Light and temperature, I really... want both.

"But hang, the black mist is dead."

As he said, it turns out that you really think this way.

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