fall in love in my world

--let's breakup.

This kind of words, really Sakura feel very cruel.

From a certain point of view, she will be very soft-hearted in such a strange place, although she has little hesitation when she leaves Hong and goes back in time and chooses to confess to Aizawa Xiaota, but that is when she knows that she will not cause harm to Hong It's only done when there's a lot of damage.

People will doubly beautify the lost lover after getting it, erase all the defects, and fantasize it into an absolutely perfect and beautiful relationship with day-to-day nostalgia.

But as long as you don't own it, you will only have short-term regrets.

But now, what Masakura is facing is not the one when she was pursuing Aizawa Shouta, what she is facing is the one who has complete love memories with herself, and is the one who will warm her up in the cold winter. Hand, no matter what happens, he swears to protect her with his life.

And he is not like Masakura who has empathized with each other, he still stays in the sweetest love time between the two, and he still loves Masakura Tsukishima who confides cruel words to him word by word.

He felt that all the blood in his body was drained.

"...Is it because I chose to save you?" Hong felt that his brain was so stiff that it didn't look like a part of his body, "...Although I don't understand why you gave up on me because of this, but, even so, I And never regretted it.”

He wanted to be a hero like All Might.

But he also wants to be the kind of hero who can protect the ones he loves.

The prisoner can catch it if he loses it, and he can devote all his time and energy to making up for this mistake without asking for anything in return.

But Masakura's life cannot be redeemed.

Therefore, even if he did it a thousand times, ten thousand times, he would never change this choice.

But ah...

Even if he has a clear conscience, he still wants to ask her.

"why?"

It is precisely because he knows that every bit of the past is true, her smile is true, her love is true, and every warm kiss of hers is not fake.

That is why--

He had fantasized about this moment countless times, looking at the girl he cared for with all his affection, just to ask this question——

Why don't you want him?

The blue light in his eyes was like an ice pick, viciously and seemingly helplessly piercing through her heart.

The more she wanted to ignore it, the deeper she stabbed. Zhen Sakura felt that she was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, and wanted to tell her that she didn't want to do this either. Originally, he wouldn't remember it. Hurt.

But it just happened.

It's like God's punishment for her.

"You really... didn't do anything wrong..." Masakura held her breath and lowered her head in embarrassment and pain. She wanted to cry, but she felt that the one who was obviously hurt was Hong. If she cried, it would be too much , "It's my fault, it's my half-heartedness, the only thing you're wrong about is liking me."

So painful... so sad...

Masakura wants to skip this period of time, but it seems like masochistic, she wants to teach herself a lesson.

"If Mr. Hong doesn't want to remember anything about me, I can turn back the time..."

Before she could finish her words, the drooping thin shoulders were clamped by a huge force. Zhen Sakura raised her head and looked at Hong in surprise. Only then did she notice that Hong's strength was actually great, and the anger in his eyes was no worse than rage Where is the explosiveness and weakness at the time, he just... just never wanted to hurt her.

"Only this." He controlled his strength so as not to pinch her shoulders, but the gaze he stared at Masakura was as hot as a flame, as if it could burn her to ashes, "—I don't You are allowed to clear my memory again, and you are not allowed to go back in time to the time when I don't remember you."

After speaking, the last burning flame in his eyes gradually extinguished, leaving only a piece of empty ashes.

"I can't make up my mind about our relationship, but at least, let me deal with my memory."

The two of them returned to a normal and alienated distance again, and Zhen Sakura didn't dare to look at the expression on the face at this time. She lowered her head and stared at her toes, still recalling the memory of becoming a child.

She wanted to be a kid all the time if she could.

Because if you are a child, you can enjoy everyone's relationship without burden, you can act like a baby in the arms of Hong, Lugu, or Baohao without any scruples, you can listen to Lugu's mother telling bedtime stories, and ride on All Might running around on shoulders...

She is such a greedy and despicable person.

Even after doing such an unforgivable thing, she was still greedy for the temperature when he hugged her, and was still imagining that he could touch her head and smile at her lightly with the corners of his mouth curled up like in the past.

"Hey—how long are you going to cry?"

After I don't know how long she left, Masakura, who was squatting on the ground, raised her head from her arms, and looked at Katsuki Bakugo who was squatting in front of her with teary eyes.

The other party's expression was dull, and he took out a tissue from nowhere, and slowly wiped away the tears on her face clumsily.

"You dare to cry so ugly after dumping others, you are really too much."

Masakura cried until his brain was short of oxygen, and stared blankly at Bakugo without recovering. The girl in Bakugo's eyes was like a goose, and her eyes were red like a rabbit. I don't know how to dump someone.

"If you cry again, I'll beat you up."

I don't know if I'm comforting or bullying.

But with someone accompanying her, Masakura felt a little better. She put away her tears, but when she wanted to stand up, she felt a little dizzy from squatting for too long.

Bakugo raised his hand to help, and the girl's head hit him right in front of his chest.

His body was stiff, and he didn't know for a few seconds whether to leave her alone or push her away.

"Xiao Sheng, why don't you scold me." The girl's muffled voice came.

"Huh?" Baohao, who was holding her arm with one hand, felt very puzzled, "Why did you let me scold you!?"

"...Because Mr. Hong is more gentle, he might really want to scold me, but he is not ashamed to scold me. If you scold me, I will feel better."

"... What do you mean Tsukishima Masakura!!? Are you trying to praise me as a bastard or scold me???"

Actually neither.

She was just at a loss, and suddenly felt that falling in love was really boring.

She even thought indifferently, what is the existence of a relationship that cannot make her happy—even makes her painful?

"Prick your ears up and listen carefully to what I say next."

Bakugou's right hand that was holding onto Masakura's arm gradually retracted, and he began to tense up subtly.

"I know you like the new and dislike the old, and you don't want to be satisfied. Anyway, you're just a bastard emotionally." When he said this, he gritted his teeth a little bit, "But——you chose me, you still have taste."

Masakura's forehead was pressed against his chest, and she didn't move, her voice was still a little hoarse after crying.

"...I don't know what you want to say."

Hearing what she said, Bakugo, who was originally calm, suddenly became irritable again.

"What don't you know!? You clearly know!! Damn it, why are you pretending to be stupid at this time! I'll kill you!!"

Sakura did know.

She just...couldn't believe it.

"—Anyway, I will never say such nasty and hypocritical words in my life!"

After Bakugo finished speaking, he seemed to feel very proud, and then he grabbed Masakura's wrist and placed her palm on his chest.

"But this voice—can you hear it?"

What she felt in her palm was the rapid heartbeat from the boy's chest.

His breathing fluctuated a lot, like he just ran 1000 meters, or like a diver who just surfaced from deep water and urgently needed oxygen. His cheeks were unnaturally red, and his earlobes were hot.

"I'm the loser."

Sentimental and clumsy.

Awkward and straightforward.

The sudden confession is not like Bakugo's style, but when you think about it carefully, it is very similar to his style.

He didn't care whether the timing was right or not, he just thought of it, and said it, no matter what, she had to listen - and she was not allowed to refuse.

Masakura's brain seemed to be dazed by the smell of alcohol, she couldn't tell whether it was reality or fantasy, but——

All outside sounds are silenced.

The only sound left was his heartbeat beating against her eardrums.

Hot tears welled up from her eyes, Zhen Sakura felt that she was really a cruel and selfish person who obviously hurt them, but when Bakugo confessed his sincerity to her and bore her tears with his solid and reliable chest, Masakura felt again——

Great.

It's nice to have someone who loves her.

Not long after Masakura and Bakugo appeared in the cafeteria holding hands at noon, Xiongying's campus forum exploded, and the names of Tsukishima Masakura and Bakugo Katsuki both swiped the screen.

Not only that, the profile of Masakura under the cherry blossom tree during the spring entrance, which was secretly taken by someone, and the photo of Bakugo when he was tied up on the podium at the sports festival were put together by someone with malicious intentions to demonstrate— —

[Although Bakugo Katsuki is very strong, he is completely incompatible with the gentle Tsukishima-sama! ! ! ! 】

During the meal, Liri Lvgu and others at the next table seemed to be watching the campus forum as well. Liri didn't notice that Baohao was at the table next to them, and said bluntly without fear of death:

"Huh... I don't pay much attention to it usually, but looking at Bakugo-san and Masakura like this..."

"What do you mean, you bastard with a round face!!!" Bakugo was like a vicious dog that was not on a chain, and he was about to jump over and bite someone, "No matter how you look at it! Look from top to bottom and left to right!! Lao Tzu You can’t even match her up!!!”

Toko, who was sitting across from Liri, was eating soba noodles, and looked up indifferently after hearing Bakugo's words.

Liri was so frightened that her hairs stood on end, she saw a white and slender arm sticking out from beside Baohao, gently tugging at the corner of Baohao's clothes: "There are so many people here, don't disturb others for dinner."

Hearing the girl's gentle voice, Hong's eyelashes fluttered, and he lowered his head and continued to concentrate on eating noodles.

Bakugo's roar obviously attracted a lot of people's attention. Just when everyone was terrified for Liri, Bakugo, who was slightly pulled at the corner of his clothes, suddenly put away his interests like a cat whose hair was shunned. Claw, finally gave a fierce look at the frightened weak chickens all around, and sat back reluctantly.

"Don't talk about it outside." Especially when he was angry, it would be embarrassing for him.

"Oh... then should I sit across from you?"

"What stupid things are you talking about, just sit next to me honestly."

"Xiao Sheng is really troublesome..."

"Huh!? What do you mean by that!!"

...Holy shit, is the dog slaughter scene? ?

Li Ri withdrew her eyes with lingering fear, she was about to say something to the tablemate Lu Gu and Hong, but seeing that the faces of both of them were not very good, she felt that the atmosphere was a bit delicate for a while, so she said to Iida next to her:

"It's nice that the relationship between Tomo-san and Izuku is getting better, but... it seems that the relationship between these two people and Bakugo-san is a bit stiff..."

As a boy, Iida can understand the feelings of the two of them: "After all, the girl I like is in a relationship with someone else, and I have to watch them every day... Okay, Li Ri, let's not rub salt on their wounds."

——You are the one who sprinkles salt in other people's wounds!

In short, the love affair between Masakura and Bakugo has caused a certain degree of shock in the entire heroine, and the most direct result is——

Bakugou is stopped by Masakura's unofficial support group in Yuei when he is leaving school.

"...Why are you so tempting?" Bakugo, who was blocked by a group of senior seniors who were taller than him, said dissatisfiedly to Masakura on the other end of the phone. Even so, he did not show Any fear, "Wait for me in the classroom for 10 minutes, and I'll come to you after I'm done here."

"... Solve what?" Bakugo snorted coldly into the phone, looked up at the group of people in front of him arrogantly and disdainfully, "Of course it's to get rid of all your support groups!!"

It's fine to build a support group for his girlfriend by talking to himself, and dare to take photos secretly! ?Who knows what weird things these guys have done with the photos of Masakura, they have all come to the door, why don't we just solve it at once!

He obviously came to warn Bakugo to treat Masakura's seniors well, but facing the boy who was one level younger than them, he suddenly felt a real sense of fear.

The boy who smirked and moved his wrists looked more like a villain who bullied the weak than him.

"...fighting privately is a violation of the school's rules...Hello??"

Before Masakura finished speaking, she found that the phone was hung up by Bakugou. She was a little angry. Although Bakugo is cute most of the time, his irritable personality is really a headache.

She could probably guess where Bakugo was stuck, and when she packed her schoolbag and was about to go out, she just ran into the one who came out of the teacher's office——Shota Aizawa.

In an empty corridor.

A moment of silence under the setting sun.

Looking sleepy, Aizawa Shouta looked at the girl in uniform in front of him, and the image recalled in his mind was that she stopped him like this in the evening on the day of graduation.

At that time, she was taller than she is now. Although she was still a little student-like, she showed the calmness and solemnity of an adult while being young.

At that time, Tsukishima Masakura lowered his head, and from his angle, he could see a slender and fair nape of his neck.

Her voice was soft and gentle, and she told him shyly but without flinching:

"I like you."