Die

To live

That's the problem.

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Woken up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The young man, who had no name until now, struggled to open his eyes and sat up from the bed, his vision blurred by the fact that he had just woken up, and he shook his head slightly to wake up, but in doing so, it made him more sleepy. So the boy sat still, quietly listening to the noisy sounds in his ears. I should have known that I would have set up a mute field. The teenager, who had not yet been angry, thought with a little regret, was he really too relieved. When you finally have a house, you let down your guard or something......

The loud noise of his life shook the whole boy, and his consciousness instantly became much clearer, and the sound in his ears also clearly entered his ears.

It was next door, and there should have been at least five people, and the sound of roars, insults, and things being smashed kept coming from the nearby wall. Is it a quarrel? But you don't have to go in a group of five people, it will cause public outrage. Ahh......h What kind of words are these?,Although I probably know it's scolding, but I just don't understand it.,Is it really good that the human brain is used by you in this way? It's so noisy.,Go stop them.。

Thinking so, the boy slowly got out of bed and stretched. Looking at the alarm clock, it said half past twelve, and it was really early in the morning. Yawned, the boy in the orange pajamas opened the door with the key, because the door was open, the sound was even more noisy, probably all boys, what are you doing so late? While thinking about what there is not, the boy came to the next room in slippers, because it is the end of the corridor, he always feels a kind of horror movie in the dark night.

As a reminder, this is not an apartment, but a student dormitory. Of course, the teenager is not in school, and the fewer people who know their identity, the better, so they got the permission to move in here through some channels provided by their nominal brother......

At this moment, the door that had been closed suddenly slammed open, no, it should have been kicked open. The wooden door rubbed the tip of the boy's nose and slammed into the wall at a hundred and eighty degrees, and the creaking sound was very unpleasant. The slightly confused teenager's anger couldn't help but go up again. grabbed not only someone's foot who was still in the posture of kicking the door, and pulled it violently, regardless of the other party's screams, and threw it directly against the wall like a whip, so that he had a close contact with the door and the wall. Due to the impact was too great, the door that was already crumbling also fell with the sound of metal breaking, and slowly fell to the ground.

The boy stooped down and picked up the fallen door, ignoring the people inside who had not yet come to his senses, and looked through the wide open doorway, and saw that nothing was intact.

Not only were there a lot of shoe prints on the floor, but everything in the room was destroyed. The wallpaper and floor were peeled off, the shoe cabinet was smashed, the kitchen was burned in half, the bed frame was turned in half, and the cotton inside the sofa was ripped out.

Spite. The word crossed the boy's mind unconsciously, and there was nothing wrong with it if he looked closely. Probably this group of people wanted to attack someone, but found that the target was not at home, and in order to vent their anger, they made the room into such a miserable situation.

“…… It's boring. The young man's thoughts unconsciously flowed out of his mouth, and although the voice was small, everyone present could hear it clearly. This undoubtedly added fuel to the fire of the already angry thugs.

The thugs numbered five, each holding large folding knives, batons, tear gas, and other items. Although the destructive power is powerful, it is not easy to hold in the hands of teenagers, giving people the feeling that they have just been taken out of the plastic box. However, even if it is not easy, the murder weapon is a murder weapon after all. No, perhaps it is precisely because it is in the hands of a layman who does not know the importance of it that it is even more dangerous.

"Drink!" accompanied by a roar, one of the vicious teenagers stabbed the boy in the chest with a knife. But the boy didn't move, but was a little drowsy. The wicked boy applied his weight to the tip of the blade and stabbed at the boy's unsuspecting chest. Just as he was about to stab in, his hand suddenly went empty, and then a large rectangular object landed straight on the thug's head, causing him to come into close contact with the floor before he fell unconscious.

The boy raised the door again, threw aside the knife he had just grabbed with his empty hand, looked at the remaining people with a half-squint, and hooked his index finger.

“…… Let's go together, I still need to sleep. ”

The four thugs, who were completely detonated by the cheap provocation, shouted the words they didn't know what to say, and all rushed over. Then, three seconds later, from the direction of the rush, it was bounced back. Scattered in the dilapidated house, moaning in pain. The expression of extreme horror is really a bit funny, probably mistaken for a reflection like the passage of one party. But the boy didn't bother to correct it, yawned hard, turned and left.

If it were a normal day, I would probably have repaired the house and handed them over to the Discipline Commissioner, but the boy didn't have time to think about it now, and the comfortable bed was waiting for his call. The house and the little gangsters on the ground will be handed over to the owner of the house.,Anyway, the students here are all level 3 or above.,Probably will deal with it yourself.,Probably.。

Confused and questioning his thoughts, the boy returned to his room and continued to sleep.

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The glare of sunlight that shone into the room woke the boy up.

The dormitory is surrounded by tall buildings, and the hours of daylight are limited. It was almost noon, the boy thought blankly. At this time, he noticed that there was a face above his head staring at him.

"Oh, oh! When people sleep, their expressions become very frank - Misaka Misaka tries to speak in a fake Kyoto accent. Well, even though it's the younger brother of that person, he accidentally took the opposite route with his brother! Misaka Misaka ......"

…………………… Who?

The boy couldn't help but tilt his head when he looked at Lori's face in front of him - because of all kinds of things, if the boy now saw red for the first time after getting up, he would not even think about blasting it out. To be honest, when I noticed someone above my head, I almost reflexively said roll. Thank goodness for not making a bad impression on others. Give yourself a thumbs up for your inhibitions. Although I don't know who this Lori is, I still have to ask what I should ask.

“…… Why do you only have a tablecloth wrapped around you?"

The moment she said it, the girl froze for a moment, and then for some reason she was silent for a while, and said with a whimper.

“…… The man fell asleep as if he was dead, no matter how he called it, it was useless, and Misaka Misaka was so frustrated by his powerlessness. ”

The boy sat limply on the floor wrapped in a tattered tablecloth, like a poor man who had just taken all his possessions to buy lottery tickets, but had not won a single one.

"Woo...... Whining...... Misaka Misaka asked for the blanket to be returned to Misaka and to Misaka. That blue blanket accompanies Misaka through thick and thin, and is a good companion on Misaka's journey, and there is nothing to replace it, and Misaka Misaka tries to launch a tearful offensive to ask you for help. ”

What is this...... And how boring is it to grab a blanket with Lori?,Lori control?From this Lori here, it seems that the culprit should be the person who lives there...... Is it really okay for minors to be so involved in the law?

“…… Forget it, just bring your blanket anyway......, right? Phew, what's that room?"

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One side of the passage woke up with hunger.

Looking at the rickety clock on the wall, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. It's long past lunchtime. Just as he was about to get up and find something to eat, he found himself wrapped in a dirty blanket.

"Wow...... What is this......"

"You're so awake that you're sleeping like a dead pig...... Do you know that if you do this again, I will use a killer move? Philosophical dreams plus a thousand years of dreams make you do cool! Believe it or not, the king of a new era has risen, and it will be absolutely cool for us to play a salute for the birth of the king at that time, ahhahahahahahaha........................ha Well, I'm thankful you're finally awake, anyway, get the blanket back, I've been busy for three hours. And-"

What catches my eye is a half-frozen, half-cooked and half-rotten piece of meat, I don't know what it looks like, but the taste is quite fragrant, except that the shape is similar to that of a person.

“…… Please don't ask me who I am, and I'm sorry for blowing up your house, because I can't bear it anymore. ”

Looking around, the surroundings are open, airy on three sides, a special place for summer...... Well, actually, the house was blown up except for one side of the passage and his sofa. The reflex of one side is not interrupted even during sleep. In order to fall asleep better, he sometimes lists sound as a reflection object, when no external stimulus can arouse one side.

“…………………… To give. ”

Because everything was blown away, the party that was a little more refreshed passed and threw the blanket on the head of the piece of meat. The humanoid grabbed the blanket with what resembled a hand, then staggered out the door and handed it the final piece outside the door.

"Okay, I'll give it back to you as it is...... Although I blew up the house, I was also disfigured. ”

"Thanks!" Misaka expressed his sincere gratitude. Do you want to go to the hospital?,Misaka Misaka asked worriedly, looking at your injuries. ”

"It's okay...... I'll be fine later. Well, goodbye. ”

As if waving his hand, the figure staggered out. At this time, the last work of replacing the equipment on his body with a blanket seemed to have recovered his spirits, and he walked quickly to the side of the pass, and said:

"Good morning, although the time is now to say good afternoon, Misaka Misaka bowed his head and said hello. Misaka's stomach is hungry, and if you can cook a little rice for Misaka, Misaka's happiness index will increase by thirty points......"

"Sleep. ”

"Wow, the kindness index and calorie intake are approaching zero, and Misaka Misaka Misaka can't help but raise his hands high. But this is not a happy long live action but a surrender action, I hope you can understand, Misaka Misaka was very kind and polite to add. It's morning, morning, morning!"

“…… It's two o'clock in the morning. ”

The party with a full stomach of getting up had to open its eyes. In addition to being hungry, what made him even more sleepless was the last work in front of him. You can reflect the sound, but it's like a small bug flying around in front of you

Wearing an eye patch, the uncomfortable feeling still cannot be ruled out. Fang Tong stood up on the couch and decided to get rid of the little ghost as soon as possible, and by the way, fill his slightly hungry stomach outside. So he walked towards the door.

"It's a shame to be honest, but Misaka is still looking forward to being able to put on an apron and show the side of a good man at home, but the kitchen is gone. It's such a disappointment for Misaka. Wait a minute, wait a minute, don't even say a word of complaining, are you completely ignoring Misaka? Misaka Misaka couldn't help but start sobbing sadly, but you still ignored Misaka. ”

One party walked out of the door silently, and the last one followed in a nagging manner.

- Anyway, the next day came

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