fall in love in my world

Regarding the news that Masakura has recovered, Aizawa Shouta, as the homeroom teacher, had already learned last night. Tsukishima Ryosuke seemed to trust him very much. Aizawa Xiaota called and asked if he wanted to take her home tonight?

Aizawa Xiao thought about it too much, and advised him to let Masakura stay at Midoriya's house for another night.

From a certain point of view, Aizawa Shouta understands his daughter better than Tsukishima Ryosuke, a father. During the period of becoming a child, he can see that Masakura likes the Midori Valley family very much. The Tongji family atmosphere is what Masakura yearns for the most.

So even if she returned to normal, she would probably want to spend the last night at Lvgu's house well.

However, after hanging up the phone, he himself didn't sleep almost all night. He sat in front of the computer and wanted to get busy with work, but sat in front of the screen for a long time, and he was so preoccupied that he didn't finish a single thing.

Even an adult like Aizawa Shouta couldn't avoid falling into the same doubts as Toro.

He wanted to know why Zhen Sakura at that time chose to give up on him.

Of course, there are many reasons that can be thought of, because he didn’t accompany her to watch the fireworks display, because he left her to go to work halfway, but Aizawa can understand all this when it comes to others, but he doesn’t think so when it comes to Shin Sakura .

She is very sensible, and the most lovable thing about her is her understanding.

So others may be angry because of these things and want to break up, but Masakura will not.

Confused, Aizawa touched his pocket subconsciously, and after a while he realized that there was nothing in his pocket. He had quit smoking for a long time.

This subconscious action made Aizawa couldn't help but want to laugh at himself. He was obviously ten years older than her, and he was ready for her to leave at any time when he was in love, but when this thing actually happened, he It's this look of despair.

It's really embarrassing enough.

After making himself a cup of espresso, Aizawa Shouta reorganized what happened in his mind.

First is Hong Jiaodong, then him, and finally Baohao Katsuki, this order is correct.

According to Hong's description of memory, his memory was suspended in Shinsakura and was held hostage. At first, only Hong was present, but later he was added, and then Shinsakura went back in time.

In the latter situation, according to his speculation, it is very likely that she returned to the day of the graduation ceremony. The reason why she didn't go directly to New Year's Eve and not confess to Hong to avoid future troubles was probably because she didn't think about it so much, she just wanted to graduate The reason why I can confess to him in a fair manner.

Thinking of this, Aizawa felt a little helpless.

In his memory afterwards, Masakura and Bakugo didn't have much intersection, but since it was during the fireworks festival that Masakura decided to give up on him, then the change must be related to the firework festival.

As for this part, no one knows the reason except for asking Zhen Sakura face to face.

"Ms. Aizawa."

He came back to his senses and looked at the girl in front of him.

"Go home early, it's not safe to be late." After he said something like this, he took a step and brushed past Masakura.

"Wait." Masakura called him, trotted two steps and stood in front of Aizawa. She raised her head and looked into the depths of his eyes, "Teacher, you also have memories, right?"

Tomo and Midoriya in the classroom originally returned to the classroom when Masakura was talking on the phone with Bakugo, but Masakura walked in a hurry and didn't notice the two of them, but at this time they heard the word "memory". He faltered and didn't go out.

Aizawa Xiaota looked down at her quietly for a few seconds, the girl's eyes were clear, she seemed to not think about the consequences at all, she said whatever came to her mind, she never thought that although she had memories, she didn't If she said it, there might be some considerations she didn't know about.

But thinking about it again, people with the ability to manipulate time may indeed have the capital to be reckless.

"So what?" Aizawa Shouta said indifferently, "You also have memories of when you were a child. At that time, you said to make up, and I agreed, and this matter is over."

In any case, he had already considered this result when he agreed to be with Zhen Sakura. The love of a child is fierce but perishable. He knew from the beginning that he could only walk a short distance with her, waiting for her When he regained his senses, it was time for him to leave.

So, he doesn't need Masakura's answer.

Regardless of regret or confusion, it is the result of his own choice.

"I'm sorry." Sakura bowed her head guiltily.

She is very dependent on Aizawa Shouta, the feeling that makes her let go of all worries unconditionally, and only needs to trust him to rely on him, is irreplaceable by anyone.

But at the same time, she also realized that such unilateral parasitism would not last long, and one of the two of them would always get tired of such a relationship of dependence and being dependent, and at that time, Zhen Sakura would never want to see the scene.

"You have grown up." He looked at her quietly, "It's very good, there are many reasons, I wanted to teach you slowly, but now that you are with Bakugou, I can't intervene anymore .”

"Just one point, Tsukishima."

Aizawa Shouta's eyes suddenly and slowly merged into the soft afterglow of the sunset, and his hoarse and lazy voice sounded especially warm and gentle at the moment, making people stretch from head to toe unbelievably.

"When you like someone in the future, don't feel guilty, don't look forward and backward, and don't think about cherishing this moment." He patted her on the shoulder, "When you like it, just like it as much as you want."

The tip of Masakura's nose was sour, and she was about to shed tears almost immediately.

"...But... I don't want to see anyone unhappy..."

For Masakura, falling in love should be a happy thing. She wants Toro and Aizawa to have happy memories of being in love. harm.

She doesn't want to see the current state.

Aizawa Yuta sighed helplessly: "No one can be happy forever, you have to understand this."

Masakura's eyelashes were stained with tears, and he looked over with wet eyes. He wanted to wipe away her tears like before, but he quickly retracted the hand he was about to raise.

"But no one will be sad forever." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the direction of the classroom, "Everyone has their own way to go, others can't help you, and you can't save anyone."

The pupils of Hong inside the door shook slightly.

After listening to this conversation, Green Valley also understood roughly what happened.

He is not the only one who likes Masakura, everyone has liked her before...or, in other words, they still like her.

Once such an idea came into being, Green Valley felt that Masakura seemed to be getting away from him gradually, but he thought again that Masakura had never been close to him.

Even if she became a child, she only got close to him because she had been with him for a long time...

After Masakura and Aizawa left, Tomo who was about to open the door to go out suddenly broke the silence:

"You like Ma... Tsukishima, right?"

Lu Gu was stunned, and wanted to wave his hand in panic to deny it, but he gradually died down and nodded weakly when he met Shang Hong's quiet eyes.

"what about now?"

Green Valley was a little puzzled: "Now... is there any difference from before?"

He pursed his lips and looked at him silently.

"I like Tsukishima-san. It has nothing to do with who she likes or who she is with." When she said this, Green Valley's eyes shone with firm and bright light, "I will like it until I That's it until you don't like her."

The classroom was silent for a long time.

With a bang, the door of the classroom was pulled open.

"I will try not to like her." Hong didn't look back, "I won't like her anymore."

When the dazed Lvgu walked out of the classroom, Hong had already gone a long way, his figure melted into the azure sunset, slowly and sadly fading away.

Will not like her anymore.

Every time he took a step, such a voice would ring in his mind.

Couldn't like her more.

He gritted his teeth.

—Whether it’s winter or summer, I feel that the scorching is very reliable.

——In this way, Jiao Dong won’t feel cold anymore?

——After work is over, you have to come back to me quickly.

No... he can't do it right now...

As long as he recalls the last scene, he will fall into infinite remorse.

It would be fine if I didn't go, it would be fine if I hugged her, for that kind of time, even one more day, one more minute and one second, it would be fine.

Hong stopped at a place where no one would appear.

Looking behind him, he raised his arms to cover his eyes, trembling slightly under the shadow cast on the ground by the setting sun.

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me in the classroom?"

Bao Hao put his hands in his trouser pockets, his expression was faintly hostile.

The afterglow of the setting sun was fading away, and the light near the shoe cabinet was dim. Masakura glanced at him from head to toe, and was relieved to see no signs of a fight.

"I thought Xiao Sheng had fought with someone else."

"Oh, that..." Bakugo looked at the girl Xiao ran to him and looked at him worriedly, "I wanted to beat him up, but I was scared away."

It's no wonder not to be scared away.

With his devilish face and his heroic record in the sports festival, who would dare to fight him?

Thinking of this, Masakura smiled helplessly.

With her head held high, she approached Baohao, blinked coquettishly and asked, "Are you angry?"

Rumors and gossips spread quickly on campus, and since Bakugou has never been a likable character, it is not optimistic—or disapproving of his remarks with Zhen Sakura.

but……

"Why are you angry?" Bakugou suddenly smiled smugly and viciously, "Wouldn't it be fun to watch those guys get sour in the corner if they can't get it?"

"Xiao Sheng, this is a standard villain speech."

"Crap."

He lowered his head and gently pinched Masakura's chin. Although he still looked impatient and in need of a beating, his words revealed a gentleness that he didn't even notice:

"It's not all your trouble."

Masakura, whose cheek was being pinched, pouted her mouth like a goldfish when she spoke: "Xiao Sheng is the best, such a small problem will definitely not trouble you."

If the originally blessed cute appearance really wants to be coquettish, even a villain like Bakugo who is insulated from cuteness can only be subdued obediently.

The most important thing is that Bao Hao clearly knows that she is doing it on purpose, deliberately acting like a baby, deliberately begging for mercy, deliberately trying to confuse him with a soft tone and a sweet smile.

What made him even more angry was that he really couldn't be angry with her at all.

Bao Hao pinched her cheeks that were as soft as cotton candy, thinking that he should find a way to suppress her, otherwise this guy's tail would be up to the sky.

Then for some reason, his brain got hot, and he squeezed Masakura's hand with a little force, pulling her forward, and then the distance between the two became closer, and he leaned forward like this.

Both of them opened their eyes.

Masakura seemed to know what he wanted to do, but it was a little unexpected, so he forgot to close his eyes.

Bakugo looked at her flickering bright eyes, clicked his tongue secretly, let go of her chin, and stretched out his hand to cover her eyes.

In the darkness, Masakura felt something warm and soft covering her lips.

After a pause for a few seconds, Masakura saw that he neither moved further nor left, so she tentatively licked his lips lightly.

"...I know you are quite skilled!!"

The little temptation brought Bakugo a completely different kiss from before. He pressed Masakura in front of the shoe cabinet. The two walked hurriedly, and there was a muffled sound when the girl's body hit the shoe cabinet.

As if he disliked that Masakura was not tall enough, Bakugo lifted the back of Masakura's neck to make her hold her head up. The slender neck has a beautiful curvature, so slender that it seems that it will break with a little force, but it is so subtle that it can arouse people's violence. want.

He half embraced her in his arms, propped the shoe cabinet with the other hand, lowered his head and sucked vigorously and viciously, Zhen Sakura had never been kissed so violently before, she was too frightened to move, and let him Kissing randomly, wanting to retreat, but found that there was no way out.

She endured this rude kiss like this, with her hands hanging in the air, she unconsciously grabbed his skirt.

The long kiss ended with tender lips and teeth intertwined. When Bakugo let go of her, the girl in his arms was teary and stared at him blankly.

A soft, weak girl who wants to put her fingers together in her palm.

Baohao really wanted to reach out and hug her tightly, the kind that would not let go even if she screamed in pain.

But when he thought of her pitiful and crying appearance, he couldn't help it.

"...You'll cry even if you kiss me." Bakugo frowned, and wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye with his thumb in disgust, "If you cry again, I'll kiss you again."

Masakura calmed down and said in a low voice, "Then I'll brew some more tears."

"...Don't you know how to be shy!?"

Obviously it was this person who pushed herself into a corner and kissed her, but on the other hand she said that she didn't know how to be shy, and it was rare for Sakura to puff up her cheeks in a childish manner, with a faint childishness in her expression when she was a child before.

Seeing her dissatisfied cuteness, Baohao rolled his throat, couldn't hold back, and leaned over to kiss her again.

Masakura was hurt by his gnawing, biting and kissing, and snorted angrily: "Be gentle..."

"...What are you talking about, you bastard!!"

"???"

After getting used to the picture of Maya Tsukishima and Katsuki Bakugo together, student Xiongying still occasionally feels that the two seem to be a good match.

After all, when Bakugo is not angry, no matter how picky people look at his face, they can't find anything wrong with that face.

Not to mention Masakura, when she likes someone, the corners of her eyes and lips can't hide that kind of love at all. Whoever this kind of eyes fall on, there is also a sense of harmony that "they should be together".

During the workplace learning stage, Masakura was assigned to a hard-core firm that favors actual combat. She did not participate in the sports festival, so this place was arranged for her by Aizawa Shouta.

What she lacks, Aizawa Yuta knows better than herself.

Sometimes Masakura would also wonder why Aizawa Shouta was able to be so calm. When something like this happened, he didn't blame her, nor did he question her. Masakura could feel that his pain was not less than that of Hong, but— —

Maybe this is the love of adults.

Restrained and deep, painful but sober.

"... When will you end?" Bakugo asked her on the phone on the last day of the workplace internship.

A girl’s luggage is always very heavy. When I went to the station, Bakugo, who helped her carry the luggage, realized that, such a heavy luggage, Masakura must not be able to carry it by herself, and no one at home will pick her up , Baohao was ready to pick her up early in the morning.

"Tomorrow...you can go back after noon." In the dormitory arranged by the office, Masakura was on the phone and felt a little headache, "Is Xiaosheng in time?"

Bakugo on the other end of the phone was probably sleepy, and his voice was lazy: "Nonsense... I will come to pick you up... Anyway..."

The warm, delicate power soaked into her helpless heart little by little.

It was as if an invisible spider web wrapped her gently, even if it bound her limbs, it made Masakura feel relieved that she was not alone.

But the next day on the train, I met Toro who was on the same return journey, which was unexpected for Masakura.

"...can I sit here?"

Masakura looked back at the seat where Tomo was supposed to be sitting. It seemed that the old man in the same row as him was not feeling well, so Toto explained to the staff and asked the old man to lie down and find an empty seat for himself.

It just so happened that the place next to Masakura was empty.

Both of them seemed a little surprised.

"of course can."

Sakura said so.

The train will continue to travel for about half an hour. After thinking about it for a while, Zhen Sakura said: "...Before I came here, I was actually invited by Andawa's office..."

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes moved to her.

"I know that Mr. Andawa is Toki-kun's father, so..." Masakura couldn't figure out what was going on.

Hong explained: "It's not because of me, my father should know the inside story of the USJ incident, so he is just interested in your personality."

I see……

Masakura turned and sat up straight, breathing a sigh of relief.

However, Hong took this scene into his eyes. He didn't want to talk more at first, but he endured it and couldn't help but say:

"I won't disturb your life, don't worry..."

"I didn't worry about it." The girl turned her head to look at him with clear eyes, as if she was afraid that he would think too much, "Mr. Hong will not do anything out of line, I know that very well."

She breathed a sigh of relief because she thought Andwar knew about what happened between her and Hong.

Hong looked at her quietly: "...why wouldn't I do something out of line?"

Masakura was taken aback.

"Do you think I never thought about destroying the relationship between you and Bakugou and taking you back again?"

There was no warmth in his gaze, but there was an obsession that made Masakura's heart tremble.

"No." Masakura was calm and determined, "I know better than anyone that you won't."

Always gentle, protecting her, not willing to let her endure a little bit of wind and rain, and will never do anything to embarrass her.

She is despicable and selfish, and she can do whatever she wants just because of his favor.

He lowered his eyes and said nothing.

The speeding train passed the edge of the city, approaching the distant destination little by little in the afternoon sunlight.

Masakura half leaned against the window, breathing heavily and fell into an uneasy light sleep.

When she woke up, Hong was no longer by her side.

When the train arrived at the station, the gentleman in the front row helped her take off her luggage. After thanking her in a hurry, Masakura walked off the platform and searched for Bakugou in the crowd. Hold, and then the weight in your hand is empty.

Masakura turned around in surprise, and a kiss landed on her forehead.

"Walk."

After being half-hugged and half-dragged by Bakugo for a while, Masakura touched his forehead and came back to his senses.

"Ah, Xiao Sheng disrupted my plan."

"what's the plan."

Masakura said and gestured with his hands: "I think, if I see Xiao Sheng in the crowd, I will rush over and jump into your arms."

Bakugo imagined that scene for a while, then smiled away from his face, and when he turned his head to look at Masakura, he said fiercely: "Are you a fool?"

She blinked: "You are."

"Huh?" He put his hand on Zhen Sakura's shoulder and squeezed her cheek, "Can you say it again?"

Masakura looked sideways at him, kissed his chin unexpectedly: "I like Xiaosheng the most!"

"…………"

Bakugo was attacked by her, and he didn't recover for a while, but when he recovered, he saw Masakura smiling at him slyly.

"Talk about what you like all day..." Baohao wanted to pinch her cheek hard, but remembered that her skin was tender, and it would turn red with a little pinch, so he was reluctant, "...is it disgusting?"

Masakura said puzzledly, "If you're sincere, what's so disgusting?"

"........."

"Xiao Sheng is the one, get used to it early."

After holding it in for a long time, I didn't know what to say to her, so I could only say angrily: "...I won't be able to get used to it in the future!"

after.

Masakura's smile froze, then thought of something, and the smile gradually faded away.

"Wait a minute, you bastard...why is your forehead so hot?"

Bakugou frowned tightly, the skin touched by the palm covering her forehead was hot.

When he said this, Masakura thought about it and realized that it seemed to be true.

"Yeah, I'm dizzy, I need Xiao Sheng to hug me back."

"...Shut up, get me into a taxi quickly."