After I came out of the locker room, I felt that the girls were more friendly to me. Is it an illusion?
For example, if I was in the position of a classmate before, then now I may have been honored to be promoted to a best friend.
"Okay, that's it for today's class. The final exam is in one week. Are you all reviewing seriously?" Teacher Aizawa lowered his head and sorted out the information on the podium, but it was as if there were eyes on the top of his head. Whoosh?
He raised his hand and flew over and hit me on the head with a piece of chalk, "If you still want to get distracted, I'm the one asking you!"
"This time there is not only a written test, but also practical exercises, so you have to hone your brain and body at the same time," Mr. Aizawa glared at me. To be honest, I thought his dead fish eyes could make the "glare" action.
It’s really not easy:
"But some people need to work harder on their written examinations, and 'some people' know it themselves."
I know that "some people" are me. Teacher, you hint so often that it almost becomes explicit.
As the door "swelled--" closed, the room was quiet for a moment, and then immediately turned into a boiling oil pot-
Exploded.
"You didn't study at all!!!" Ashido, who ranked 18th in the midterm exam, and Kaminari, who ranked 19th, went crazy, pulling their hair and looking desperate:
“It’s a sports festival and a workplace experience, so I don’t have time to study!”
"Let's work hard together!" Midoriya, who came in fourth place, clenched his fists with both hands. "It would be more fun if we all go to sleep together, right?"
Iida, who came in second place, stood up and made a strange gesture towards the collapsed duo: "As the squad leader, I also very much hope that everyone can work hard!"
Hong Jiaodong looked like he didn't take the exam seriously, "As long as you listen carefully to the lectures, you won't fail the exam."
By the way, he is in fifth place. This is probably the ridicule from the brain-soaking group. Listen, as long as you listen to the class, you will not fail. I feel my heart aches.
"Watch your words!" Shang Ming covered his injured heart and looked at the three people bathed in the halo of academic masters.
The God of Learning, who was sitting on the throne of No. 1, cast a light of mercy, and Eight Million spoke kindly: "You two, if you have some knowledge in books, maybe I can give you a helping hand."
"—Eight million!" Ashido was moved to tears.
As soon as they heard the God of Study opening his mouth to help the common people, Erlang, who was ranked 7th, Oshiro, who was ranked 8th, and Sero, who was ranked 17th, gathered together in an instant, and "tactfully" expressed their willingness to participate, and successfully joined the eight.
Study sessions for millions of groups.
"Look at the difference between people." Kirishima, who was ranked 14th, mocked Bakugo, who was clearly ranked third but no one cared about him.
Bakugou's background is that of a vicious demon: "I can teach you too, how about I teach you to death!"
I was originally ready to make a move towards the eight million, but I immediately turned my head away.
Is Bakugo’s Little Classroom open now? My child’s grades are always bad, so he probably deserves a spanking. A spanking will be enough. What I need is a strict teacher who can suppress my desire to desert!
"Please teach me how to kill me!!!" I jumped over several tables in an instant, and knelt down on one knee beside Bakugou's table with a "thud" sound.
This "dong" sound is crisp and loud, which is endlessly memorable.
Bakugou was startled, "Hey, what's going on!"
When I raised my head, tears were streaming down my face.
"Save me, Bakugo." I was ranked 20th, ranked last in the class, and passed the entrance written examination, crying tears of pain as a scumbag.
I grabbed his trousers and refused to let go: "I really can't understand those English grammar! And the social laws are like reading from heaven. I can't remember the names of the so-called big figures in Japanese history. Chinese is just for me.
As hard to understand as a magic spell!!!"
Even math! Obviously I should have a racial advantage! But I still don’t know how!!!
When I thought of this, I felt sad and grabbed Bakugou's trousers harder.
"Hey, stop pulling! Your pants are about to fall off, you bastard!!!"
"Bakugo, save the child!" I begged hoarsely: "Save the child! Whether you can pass the written test or not depends on you, Mr. Bakugo! Let me pass and we will be friends for life -"
Maybe the lifelong friend I promised was too tempting, and the hard-hearted Bakugo agreed to my request with his trousers lifted up in a cold sweat: "Can't I teach you!!!"
"I knew you wouldn't leave Bakugo alone," I immediately dusted myself off and stood up, clasping my hands above my head and wrapping my arms around my head to show him a heart: "We can now be lifelong good friends!"
"Asshole! Wait for death!!!"
After taking care of the tutor, I finally felt relieved. I was humming a song and packing my things while thinking about whether I should buy the set of nail polish that I had been eyeing for a long time. It seemed that I was doing some activities recently?
On the other side of the classroom, Midoriya looked blankly at Bakugo, who was cursing and lifting his pants, "You can actually force Xiaosheng to be like this... He is indeed a king."
――――
After my proposal to the mall Kirishima and the gym were rejected, Bakugo chose the coffee shop as the tutoring place.
"Jiwotou, are you an idiot? Is this how this question is calculated?!!!" Bakugo hit Kirishima with a rolled-up book, "Is your head filled with water!!!"
Then he squinted his red eyes at me again, making me tremble and said, "Come here!"
"Choose, choose b?"
"Is there water in your head too, you two-pinch-of-hair bastard!!!"
I, I, I really don’t know how!!!
“It hurts, it hurts, don’t fight, don’t fight, I don’t have a hardened personality——”
At this time, I touched the big bag on my head and felt extremely regretful. If I asked her for eight million, she would definitely not refuse. If it didn’t work out, I could ask Midoriya or Todoroki Todoroki, who was about to become my cheap brother! Why should I choose Bakugou?
!!!
It’s so scary Bakugo-sensei!!!
One afternoon passed, and I felt like I was about to be beaten into a mental retard. The clerk gave me hints several times that if I was bullied, he could take the decision to kick Bakugou out. From this, we can see how cruel Mr. Bakugou is.
Already.
I packed up the textbooks with Kirishima as if I was out of my body.
"You can go," Bakugo pointed at Kirishima with his chin, and then looked at me with his scarlet eyes, "You can stay at my house tonight and bring your textbooks with you."
This, is this a way for me to stay up all night to study? Unexpectedly, Bakugou is surprisingly very responsible - but I have been beaten all afternoon and don’t want to be beaten again!
Kirishima immediately disappeared at the speed of light, and my hand could not keep him.
Don't go brother! Do you want me to be beaten alone? I will be beaten to death!!!
I turned my head stiffly, withdrew my hand that could not hold anyone back, and called the dean while Bakugo looked at the scraps, and tremblingly reported that I would be staying at a classmate's house tonight for tutoring.
On the phone, the dean's voice was particularly cold.
"Are you afraid? It's okay to be afraid. A good teacher is a teacher who can make you afraid. Just go and take tutoring. I'm going to continue watching 'Brother-in-law and Auntie's Second Life'."
――――
"I'm back--"
"Sorry to bother you..."
The first time I went to a friend's house, I was nervous and curious. I didn't know where to put my hands.
Should I follow him in, or should I wait for Bakugou to introduce me? And the most important thing is, will Bakugou introduce me?
"What are you doing standing around, you idiot?"
Probably realizing that I didn't follow him in, Bakugo turned around and urged impatiently:
"Hurry up, change your shoes."
"Hey, brat, you actually have friends you can take home." A loud voice came from the entrance, with surprise and disbelief in the voice.
"Why can't we have it! Old woman!" Bakugou yelled back angrily.
The owner of this voice is Bakugo's mother. The two look very similar, and they look like they are biological children.
Bakugo's mother slapped her son on the head, "I'm going to make you laugh, this kid is always so rude, he just deserves a spanking! Come in, come in, except for Xiaojiu, this is the first time for a brat
My friend is home."
"What are you doing with that guy?" Bakugou, who had been slapped, yelled back without any memory.
"What are you talking about, you bastard!" He slapped me in the face again, "Why don't you hurry up and cook!"
"Tch." Bakugou glared at his mother. When I almost thought he was going to kill his family, he obediently entered the kitchen.
——Don’t forget to put on an apron.
"..."
I was stunned, "...Bakugo, can you cook?"
――――
Not only can he cook, but he also cooks delicious food.
I didn’t expect Kajiang to be an all-around boy! I’m so excited!
I chewed the penholder and looked at Bakugo who was lowering his head to write. I honestly couldn’t tell. He is actually such a practical person. Is it really good to have such a warm and masculine persona in him? Or is this the wife type?
Should it be called contrasting cuteness?
Regardless of whether I am a popular type of spoiled wife or not, I give her a five-star rating as a sharp-tongued teacher.
"...Finally the review is over." I put down the pen and stretched my waist. I heard the crisp sound of "gragra" coming from the spine of my back, and I breathed out a comfortable breath.
"Your bastard head is just a decoration..." He looked tired and didn't bother to scold me loudly. "Go take a shower. The guest room is not tidied up. You will make the floor in my room later."
We will talk about whether to sleep on the floor or not in a moment, but now there is another more serious question.
"Bakugo——"
I stared at the frank and perfect figure in the bathroom mirror and shouted in a long voice:
An angry voice came from outside: "Shut up! Why are you shouting!"
Then the bathroom door was kicked open, and a ball of cloth hit my face accurately.
"..."
I silently caught the thing that slipped from my face, shook it and unfolded:
"You actually have a bathrobe? I thought you were a pajama fan -"
"-Hurry up and get dressed and get out! I still need to take a shower!"
――――
Bakugou Katsuki has never felt that a "friend" is such a difficult thing to maintain. Now he is so tired that he doesn't even bother to curse.
No, who said these two tufts of hair are friends? He is simply a bastard!
When he walked out of the bathroom with a wet head, what he saw was Spring Roll, who had clearly promised to lay on the floor but was now rolling happily on his bed.
Yes, spring rolls. This guy not only climbed into his bed, but also got into his quilt and rolled himself into a spring roll with only the tip of his red head exposed.
Bakugou Katsuki: "..."
Wasn't this guy very reserved when he first entered his house? Why is he now like a husky who has let go of the leash?!
"Bakugo!" After seeing his dark face, the bastard not only did not come down obediently, but instead twisted happily, wrapped in the quilt like a red-headed caterpillar: "Your bed is so soft! So comfortable!
The area is quite big, so why don’t we squeeze in a little bit - ahem, don’t pull, don’t pull -"
By the way, why did you think he was a reliable person in the first place? This guy is just a loser!
Bakugou had no expression on his face and directly started to pull up the quilt:
"Get off here—"
――――
The quilt was snatched away by the Demon King Bakugo.
I fell sprawled on his bed and tried my best to persuade him to grant me the honor of sleeping on his bed:
"Bakugo! Good brother! Best friends for life! It doesn't matter if we sleep in the same bed! How can a good friend not have the experience of sharing a bed?"
I tried to impress him with my pikapika’s big expectant eyes: “I sleep very honestly, trust me, trust me! I will never disturb you——”
Looking at Bakugou in the same bathrobe, I suddenly noticed something, and my eyes were attracted by the deep ravine.
"...Bakugo, your chest muscles are so big."
The amount of milk is amazing. Do you have a breast?
…
"--roll!!!"
My response was a flying kick, and I hit the floor solidly.