fall in love in my world

"...how long will you have?"

Finding a brighter street lamp, Masakura put the small mirror in Bakugo's open palm, and then carefully touched up her makeup.

Bao Hao felt that he was hit by her today, and his brain was damaged.

Even he himself couldn't understand why he stood here honestly, helping her hold the mirror to see her touch up her makeup.

……He's crazy.

...he is absolutely insane.

However, the girl in front of the mirror who was focusing on applying lip gloss didn't notice his self-doubt at all. She looked at her makeup repeatedly with satisfaction, and put away the small mirror after confirming that there was no problem. When he reached the apex, he winked at him and asked expectantly:

"Does it look good?"

"........."

Then Bakugou's anger deflated like a deflated balloon.

"...It's so ugly." He turned his face away irritably, "If you keep lingering like this, I'll go back."

Hearing this sentence, Masakura was stunned for a moment, and then quickened his pace to keep up with Bakugo.

Even a person as dull as Bakugo, he felt that her mood seemed to have some subtle changes in an instant. He just wanted to say that it would be the same anyway if she asked Aizawa-sensei to accompany her, but thinking that she was just because of Aizawa Teacher Ze couldn't accompany her, so he was alone, and choked back the words on his lips.

...Why do you feel like a spare tire?

Bakugo shook his head, throwing out this weird idea.

Compensate her with a water balloon, and then leave, nothing is owed, it's a very simple matter.

Thinking this way, he eagerly wanted to stay away from Masakura, and unknowingly quickened his pace. When he came back to his senses, the girl had already disappeared into the crowd, and she was completely invisible.

"That rascal……"

Even the ordinary class is a graduate of Xiongying!No matter how impersonal it is, it's too weak! !

Realizing that he lost Masakura, Bakugo became more and more impatient. He walked back against the flow of people. Anyway, it was his problem that he didn't even take care of a girl. There are so many people here, and that guy is so tall. So ostentatious, if you meet someone with good intentions——

Tsk, what are you talking about.

At the end of the booth, in the shade that few people noticed, a yukata with an iris pattern was exposed.

"Hey - I just want a phone number, don't be so stingy." The young man who blocked the girl in the corner said in a frivolous tone, "A person who comes here dressed so beautifully must also hope that others will strike up a conversation..."

Halfway through the young man's speech, he was suddenly knocked away by a huge force nearby, and the girl surrounded by two or three young men was grabbed by the wrist and pulled out of the dark shadow.

The world reflected in the girl's eyes suddenly became brighter.

"No matter how cute other people dress up, it has nothing to do with you—!"

Bakugo, who pulled Masakura behind him, faced three young men who were taller and older than him, but in terms of momentum, he completely overwhelmed several young men who were far superior to him in terms of size and number .

Masakura, who was stunned, looked down at the hand that grabbed her wrist.

It's different from Boro or Aizawa's.

Fiery, not gentle.

But it also conveys a reassuring power.

Seeing that those people were so frightened by him that they could not speak, Baohao restrained his anger a little bit, frowned and said in a deep voice:

"Harass her next time and blow you up, scum."

"Yes Yes--!"

Sakura covered her lips and smiled softly.

Bakugou glanced at her, and pulled her from a remote corner to the main road without looking back.

"Can you beat them?" Baohao said suddenly.

The smile on Sakura's face froze.

Did he... see something?

But it's impossible, she didn't use her personality at all, she just thought about it a little bit in her head.

"Unbeatable."

Bakugo's footsteps stopped suddenly, and Masakura didn't have time to stop, but bumped into his strong back muscles and hit his head painfully, but he was fine and turned around slowly to stare at her.

"Since I can't fight——why don't you call for help!!!" The sudden explosion of volume not only frightened Masakura into motionless, but even passers-by looked sideways, "This time it's just a conversation. What should you do if you are dragged away in a daze!! You idiot don’t have the most basic awareness of prevention!!!”

Sakura blinked blankly.

Too much trouble! !

Too weak! !

Why is there such a guy in the world! ! ! !

Bakugo was panting from her anger, but she was still a little dazed in her calmness. After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, suddenly, Masakura turned around and trotted away.

Chang Baohao was stunned.

...What kind of reaction is this?

He... what did he say? ?Didn't say anything? ? ?The attitude is so tolerant!Isn't this guy pushing his feet! ! !

Bakugo, who was thinking like this, didn't realize that his attitude had nothing to do with "tolerance" at all.

Just as he was standing there with a dazed expression on his face, he suddenly found the figure of the girl reappearing in his field of vision, holding a bright red candy apple, like a star that suddenly lit up in the crowd, and he couldn't move it at all. open your eyes.

"This is for you, thank you Baohaojun for helping me."

Because of running in a hurry, Masakura's breathing was a little faster, she stuffed the apple candy in Bakugo's hand without any explanation, and when he was about to return it to her in disgust, he looked up and met her She smiled happily.

"Whispering." Bakugo turned around and walked ahead, this time he didn't walk very fast, "...Hurry up and get the balloons, I'm leaving after I'm done."

"Oh……"

Masakura doesn't know if she has expressed her gratitude well, but she thinks apple candy is really delicious, and it would be great if Bakugo likes it.

Just as the two of them were walking to the balloon fishing booth, the first fireworks bloomed in the silent night sky.

There was a bang, and the whole night was brightened up.

"It is too sweet."

"what?"

Masakura, who raised her head and concentrated on watching the fireworks, let out an ah without looking back.

Bakugou looked away from her face, and took a vicious bite of the candy apple in his hand.

"...I said this is just broken sugar."

After finishing work at the school, Aizawa went back to the apartment and drove over to pick her up.

"Are the fireworks beautiful?" He gently rubbed her head with his eyes.

Masakura, who sat in the co-pilot, did not answer, but conjured a rose from behind: "Dangdang——"

The crimson petals are in full bloom. One day earlier, if there is no such beauty, the day later, it will show a withered trend.

This is the rose at its most beautiful—and final.

Aizawa sideways fastened her seat belt for her, seeing her happily holding the rose up to his eyes, a hint of helplessness appeared in her eyes:

"Usually, it's a man who sends flowers... Besides, this flower looks like it will wither tomorrow."

The vehicle started and drove onto the wide road. Masakura looked down at the rose in her hand, sniffed the scent of flowers lingering at the tip of her nose, and said softly, "I won't thank you."

Aizawa, who was concentrating on driving, didn't notice her subtext, and just said lightly: "Last time I heard that I received something like that at midnight on Valentine's Day... it should be called eternal flowers... If you like it, The next time I send you that kind of flower, I probably won't thank you."

Masakura pursed a happy and joyful smile.

"Thank you."

Aizawa glanced at her: "Why are you suddenly polite?"

"...It's nothing." Zhen Sakura held the rose in her hand and said in a solemn and sincere tone, "I like Xiaota very, very much. Every day I'm with you, I like you more."

Aizawa Xiaota listened quietly and didn't speak.

"Now, at this moment, is the time when I like you the most."

The speed of the car gradually slowed down, and it stopped slowly at the intersection.

Masakura raised her head unexpectedly, but the light in front of her eyes was blocked by someone, and a familiar aura enveloped her——

A kiss fell gently on her forehead.

"Don't say such things as if you can't see the sun tomorrow." He rubbed her head with one hand and re-fastened the seat belt with the other. "When tomorrow comes, work harder."

The man's profile was the same as when she first met him, rough and resolute, although he was always listless, but when he was needed, he would be the most reliable person.

Masakura relies on him and likes him, this love will not be less than what he has for her.

But this love has reached its limit to this day.

No matter what happens in the future, she will never have more love for him than today.

So, tomorrow will not come again.

Masakura quietly looked at the blood-red rose in her hand.

The fragments that flashed in her mind were gorgeous fireworks all over the sky.

——The time for the end has come.

The moment the outermost petals of the rose were about to fall, the mutation appeared silently.

The petals closed layer by layer, turned back into flower buds, then shrank, turned into seeds, and finally disappeared.

The surrounding cities, streets, pedestrians, stars, moon and sun in the sky... everything in this world, in this gap that no one notices, the whole world is reversed.

Formed things gradually perish.

The lost things come to life again.

A scene that violates the laws of nature happened so naturally.

When Masakura opened her eyes again——

Time went back to the year when she was 15 years old.

The winter of graduation is approaching.

Empty classrooms.

The orange-red sunset reflected on the glass windows, club activities were almost over, and the campus was shrouded in the desolation of winter, only the wind outside was noisy.

The graduation guidance teacher sat face to face with her to discuss her application for Xiongying's general subjects. The teacher was very confident in her grades. Even Xiongying, who is known for being strict, would not have a difficult time for her to get in.

However, Masakura, who had been nodding in agreement, suddenly said:

"Teacher, I plan to repeat the grade for a year."

"……what?"

"I want to apply for the Hero Department of the next Xiongying class."

A girl with "no personality", said it so naturally and confidently.