[Comprehensive] Personality is money

Chapter 39

After walking out of Qi Mu's house for a long time, Ninomiya could still recall Qi Mu's serious and earnest expression, and a warm current gradually rose from the position held by him, spreading to his whole body.He smiled lightly, once again feeling the warmth of his friend.

Although it was judged before that Qi Mu who has such warm parents must be a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, this is the first time that Qi Mu has shown his sincere feelings in front of him. After igniting for a moment, it turned into a bond that could never be cut.

It's great to see Qi Mu again, no matter whether the other party has the same unspeakable personality as him, but the hearts of the two of them are really close together.

He was really lucky to meet so many people who reached out to him.

When they arrived at Aizawa's apartment, Ninomiya had a smile on his lips, and walked briskly, as if he had obtained some precious treasure. However, this kind of excitement disappeared instantly when he entered Aizawa's house. without a trace.

Although Aizawa's house is not too big, it is enough for a bachelor. One bedroom and one living room are very spacious, even if Ninomiya is added there is no problem.

but--

"...Can you explain why your home is so messy, Aizawa-sensei." Looking at the messy living room, which seems to have been visited by thieves, Ninomiya twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty. Live in a kennel.

"This ah... too many things happened at school recently and there is no time to tidy up." Aizawa took off his shoes skillfully, with a casual look that didn't seem to care at all: "If you feel messy, clean it up yourself. Ah... First of all, let me say that there is only one bed in my house, of course I sleep, so you can go to the sofa to make do for the night."

He casually pointed to the location of the sofa, and didn't stay any longer, walked into the bedroom as if sleepy and closed the door, leaving the dark-faced Nigong in the kennel to take a deep breath.

I thought I was hugging the thigh of a professional hero, but I didn't expect to be reduced to a nanny who sweeps the floor and does laundry. This gap...

He endured!

Unable to take a second look at this hot-eyed living room, Ninomiya had no choice but to roll up his sleeves, pick up a broom and be self-sufficient, working like a bee.By the time he had exhausted himself and finally cleaned the bedroom spotless, more than an hour had passed.Looking at the setting sun in the sky, Ninomiya first wiped the sweat from his forehead, then touched his somewhat empty stomach, opened the refrigerator and looked around, but found no ready-to-eat food.

Well, expecting a single uncle to cook is as unrealistic as a dream.

Ninomiya sighed again, cheered up and walked into the kitchen, put on the apron carefully, and grabbed the kitchen knife on the cutting board.

After that, he was slightly taken aback.

——'Absolutely not allowed near the kitchen'

A slightly hoarse voice came to his ears suddenly, and Ninomiya immediately turned his head to look in surprise, only to find that there was nothing behind him, which seemed to be just an illusion caused by his overwork.

The fingers touching the kitchen knife became stiff, and there was a trace of complexity in his eyes, he still shook his head in an attempt to throw away a distracting thought, but when he gripped the kitchen knife again, it seemed like he was possessed, and the sound began to echo in his ears again. Shikaragi made an angry voice.

'One more step and I'll turn the kitchen into ashes, you hear me? '

Ninomiya: "..."

It's over, he seems to have assimilated himself into a psychopath after staying in the enemy alliance for a long time!

It's just that he hasn't seen each other for a few days, and he keeps recalling the fragments of getting along with Siganmu. If this is not crazy, what is it? !

Ninomiya put down the kitchen knife with a wry smile, quickly walked to the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and wiped two handfuls on his face. The coldness made his brain clear up a lot, but still, the memories of the past and death still appeared from time to time. The little things I spent together.

How long does it take to get used to a person?

He stayed in the enemy alliance for more than half a year, but he still did not agree with their thinking, and even everything he did was against the principles of the enemy alliance.After breaking away from the enemy alliance like this, he should be relieved and happy. In fact, he is indeed like this, but when he thinks of the figure sitting on the chair in his memory from time to time, he keeps emphasizing that he When it belonged to his youth, when he insisted that he would definitely protect him with a gentle expression, he suddenly felt a trace of pain that could not be erased.

During that time, he has been habitually taking out his mobile phone to make regular contact with Shikangmu, which has almost formed a habit, but in the past two days when his mobile phone was confiscated, he felt as if something was missing. install.If it weren't for Xiongying and other things that haunted his thoughts, I'm afraid it would be extremely unbearable.

He didn't understand what this emotion meant to him, and he was afraid to understand it. He had a premonition that if he really needed to pursue it urgently, then his future... must be constantly entangled with the enemy alliance.

With this kind of anxiety in mind, Ninomiya seemed to be in a trance for the next period of time.And when he finally realized what he was doing there, it was because of Mr. Aizawa's call.

"You..." Aizawa, who had already woken up, looked at the table full of food in disbelief, and suddenly felt a little speechless: "You made this all by yourself?"

"..." Second Palace, who discovered that he had cooked so many dishes unknowingly, was also a little stunned: "Well... I didn't even think of it myself."

Aizawa gave him a strange look, pulled away the opposite chair and sat down spontaneously, picked up the bowls and chopsticks: "Well, apart from some waste, it's still a good job. I'm starting."

"Uh...wait!" Ninomiya, who had a bad feeling, quickly blurted out the words to stop him, but unexpectedly, Aizawa had already put the food into his mouth first, so Ninomiya could only watch helplessly as he chewed the food. Aizawa frowned, and instantly spit out the residue in his mouth.

"Pfft, cough cough, what is this!" Aizawa swore that he had never eaten such a chemical weapon-like food in his life, and took a big sip of water with a livid face: "...you bastard...you want to poison kill me?"

"Ahaha...sorry." Ninomiya laughed awkwardly: "Is it so unpalatable?"

Aizawa put all the dishes into his bowl coldly, and raised the corners of his mouth with a murderous look: "Don't you know if you taste it yourself? Since you have made so many dishes, don't waste them, yes Bar."

Ninomiya: "...Yes."

The coldness exuding from his body made Ninomiya pick up the chopsticks with difficulty. In fact, Ninomiya also wanted to try how unpalatable his cooking was, which was disliked by so many people. In the past, he would occasionally give himself When cooking, I feel that the taste is mediocre, but it is not at the level of wanting to vomit. Is it because the food made unconsciously is more unpalatable?

With this mentality in mind, he picked up a small pile of food in the bowl, stuffed it into his mouth slowly, then blinked suspiciously, and looked at Aizawa.

Seeing that his face seemed calm, Aizawa raised his eyebrows and asked, "How is it?"

"...Well, it's normal." Nigong continued to eat a few more mouthfuls, and then innocently said after swallowing it all: "I think it's still very normal."

"..." The corner of Aizawa's mouth twitched, apparently he didn't think that it's okay for this guy to be a bad cook, even his sense of taste is different from ordinary people, it's terrible that such a bad dish can be eaten as if nothing happened.

"That's right, then you are responsible for eating all these dishes." He no longer had the strength to argue with Nigong about whether it was bad or not, the most basic sense of taste was different, so there was nothing else to say.Therefore, Aizawa dialed the takeaway very skillfully, and never touched the suspicious food on the table again.

His ambiguous answer made Ninomiya feel that he was exaggerating a lot when he said that this dish was hard to swallow, but the taste was just ordinary. Therefore, this wonderful misunderstanding made Ninomiya, the kitchen killer, regain his confidence immediately. He even thought that if he had the opportunity, he must cook a table of dishes for Shigangmu to prove himself.

Thinking of this, he paused for a moment, and felt that he was really stunned. He obviously had a high chance of never meeting Siganmu again, but the figure of Siganmu was still lingering in his mind, like Like a ray of obsession, it was deeply entwined in his heart.

In order to get rid of this uncontrollable longing, Ninomiya hurriedly chatted to Aizawa who was beside him: "When will the dormitory be built?"

"It's almost there now, as long as you visit the family and get the consent of your parents, you can move in." Aizawa pushed the plate closer to him to Ninomiya, disgusted: "But you can move in within two days , don’t stay at my house forever.”

Ninomiya: Ah bah...he doesn't want to live in this kind of kennel!

"Speaking of the dormitory, do you have to arrange the furnishings yourself?" Ninomiya suddenly thought of this important point: "Then my things are all at home, do you want to go back and get them?"

"Of course not." Aizawa gave him a warning look: "Although the enemy seems to have not moved recently, the teleportation of the black mist is not a joke. Your room may set up an ambush, so don't be reckless."

"As for necessities, you just need to make a list, and someone will buy them for you."

Seeing Ninomiya's bright eyes, Aizawa added in time: "Of course not to me, to All Might, anyway, that guy is very free now."

All Might, who didn't know that he was about to bear the living expenses of Nigong, didn't care about it, but Nigong felt that this method was really good, not to mention spending his money, and even saved the trouble of worrying about what texture to buy, even though It's a pity that I can't get out of Xiongying's school, but with the company of Lugu and others in the next time, it will definitely not be boring.

"But Mr. Aizawa. All Might can help me choose furniture, but what if it's my daily clothes?" Ninomiya rested his cheek in one hand, and shook his chopsticks leisurely: "Olmight My taste is beautiful, I don’t really want to go out in that kind of clothes.”

To this, Aizawa couldn't refute, and could only remain suspiciously silent: "..."

After a while, he sighed helplessly: "I can't help it, I'll leave the clothes to..."

"Ah, don't misunderstand Mr. Aizawa." Before he finished speaking, Ninomiya waved his hands with a smile, and quickly said, "Ms. Aizawa's taste is comparable to that of All Might. Excuse me, so can I ask my peers from Class A to do me a favor?"

Disliked Aizawa: "..."

It's rare that he is willing to bear the trouble and help him, this damn kid!

"Anyway, what I, a person whose taste is similar to All Might's, won't work." Aizawa put his arms around his arms, glared at him unhappily, and twitched the corners of his mouth with a fake smile: "My own business Just solve it yourself."

Ninomiya: "..."

Ah, could it be that he stepped on a landmine?

The smile on his face froze a bit, and he leaned forward tentatively: "...Then, can I borrow your mobile phone?"

"Lend a cell phone to me, who has similar taste to All Might?" Aizawa bit his accent, with a cold look: "You chose the wrong person."

"..." Now Ergong deeply understands what it means to speak out of misfortune!

But Mr. Aizawa hates being compared with All Might so much. Could it be that the relationship between these two people is not that good?

Ninomiya's brain was running fast, and he decided to coax this awkward teacher first, and then he said with a gentle smile, "I was wrong just now, and I used the wrong metaphor. Mr. Aizawa The taste in black clothes must be many times better than that of All Might, plus the teacher is handsome and unrestrained, this temperament is natural, I don't know how many people admire it!"

Ninomiya praised everything that could be praised like flowing clouds and flowing water. Ninomiya accidentally caught a glimpse of some bulging veins on Aizawa's forehead, and immediately put it away: "But I think it's better to leave this small matter to Mr. Aizawa." It’s a waste of money, the teacher is still responsible for protecting me, as for buying clothes, let the younger brother be responsible.”

Aizawa raised his eyebrows: "Little brother?"

"It's the students of Class A." After staying in the enemy alliance for too long, the words he used unconsciously became the words of the Tao, Ninomiya deeply reflected on himself: "If possible, let Hong help."

Aizawa was a little puzzled, he knew that Lvgu had a better relationship with Ninomiya, or Iida and the others who had been rescued by him, but he never thought that he would choose the cold and unsociable Hong: "You Do you have a good relationship with Hong?"

Ninomiya pondered for a while: "If he almost froze me into ice twice in a row can be regarded as a good relationship, then it would be very good."

Aizawa: "...then why did you choose Boom?"

"Isn't this kind of thing obvious?" Ninomiya smiled slightly: "Because Hong is just like me...he is a handsome guy who dresses well."

Aizawa: "..."

What a face.

After receiving the special task, Hong was stunned. He looked at the big characters of Mr. Aizawa displayed on the phone screen, and finally confirmed that what he said just now was not a joke.

"...Do you want me to help Ninomiya buy clothes?"

"Hmm." Aizawa's unmotivated voice came through the phone: "Andawa has already agreed to let you stay in the dormitory. When you bring your luggage over, I will buy some clothes for Ninomiya. That guy can't go out casually now. I'm counting on you."

Only then did he realize the reason, and nodded solemnly: "I see, please leave it to me."

As a well-behaved and obedient top student, Hong didn't waste any time. After hanging up the phone, he immediately devoted himself to the task.So it was less than a day after Nigong moved into the dormitory alone, when he heard the sound of luggage being dragged from the next door.

Coincidentally, Ninomiya lived on the top floor of the dormitory, and one of the rooms next door to him was Hongjiaodong. Although I don't know whether it was intentional or purely accidental, for the two people who handed over the luggage, It is much more convenient.

Realizing that Hong was packing luggage next door, Ninomiya didn't bother immediately, but waited patiently until the voice gradually calmed down, then stood up Youyou, straightened some messy clothes, and knocked on Hong's door.

"Please come in." The boy's voice, as silent as sea water, came from the door.

The moment he opened the door, Ninomiya put on a gentle smile as always: "Excuse me, boom, I've finished tidying up... Ugh!"

After the astonishing scene in front of him came into view, the second half of his sentence was automatically muted and turned into an unconscious exclamation. Unlike his completely modern dormitory, Hong's dormitory was completely Japanese-style. Tatami mats, screens, decorations... It feels like he is not in the same dimension as he is in!

"Welcome, Second Palace." As if he didn't feel that he had done anything extraordinary, he greeted him calmly, and even took out two cups of tea to entertain him: "Please sit down."

Ninomiya suppressed his stunned expression, and sat down on the cushion he pointed at: "It's amazing, boom. How did you make this room into a breeze?"

Hearing his praise, Hong seemed to emit a gleam of light from the bottom of his eyes, and nodded solemnly: "I worked very hard."

"I can see it." Nigong felt amused by his serious but cute expression, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and took a sip from his teacup: "Speaking of which, I'll trouble you to buy my clothes, sorry , It really helped me a lot. I have no one else to turn to other than Hong."

"No, it just so happens that I haven't bought new clothes for a long time." When he mentioned this topic, he consciously opened the unopened cardboard box, took out four or five bags of intact paper bags, and handed them to him. : "However, I'm not very good at choosing clothes. I have always asked others to help me decide, and this time it's the same. I don't know if it suits you or not."

Ninomiya took it with both hands, and first opened the topmost package to take a look, and found that it was a blue T-shirt and casual pants suit, the line design was very fashionable, and it was in line with summer clothes, and he was immediately satisfied. The corner of his mouth turned: "Very good, it is right to leave it to you."

Hong also showed a very shallow smile: "I bought the same clothes myself, it's great that you like it."

The unpacking finger paused, Ninomiya blinked, and suddenly looked up at Hong: "You also bought this suit? Is it the same?"

"No." Hong explained flatly: "To be precise, it's not just this set. I buy all the clothes in pairs. As I said just now, I haven't changed new clothes for a long time. This time Just drop by...is there something wrong?"

Ninomiya: "..."

Seeing him tilting his head in confusion, his eyes full of clarity, Ninomiya pursed his lips helplessly, not knowing how to answer better.

I probably don't know that there is another thing called couple clothes in this world.

The author has something to say:

The two wore couple clothes like this x

Satisfied my obsession with boom!

The number of words in this chapter, I put a chapter and a half!applaud!

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By the way, Chapter 61... They're up!bed!up!

Which bed is it, you all know :)