dhibooks Chapter 1 Childhood Chapter
Chapter 1 Childhood Chapter
The sound of the explosion was deafening, black smoke billowed from a jewelry store, and the red flames illuminated the dilapidated walls of the store and the panic of the citizens.
The criminals who returned with a full load laughed wildly and fled.
The elder brother who can spew flammable gas opened the way in front, and the elbow joint spewed gas continuously.
Followed by the younger brother holding a sickle weasel and chopping wires, sparks led to lightning along the way, and the sparks burst out caused chain explosions in the gas.
"Why should we, who have a strong personality, be restricted by the law." Breaking through moral constraints made his younger brother Kamaitachi's eyes turn red with excitement.
Brother Gas screamed: "Power is everything!"
The two brothers already felt that there was nothing to restrain them, even professional heroes had nothing to fear, so they couldn't help feeling excited.
On the opposite side of the street, a thin boy in a black sweater walked over with a shopping bag, and his long white bangs were exposed under the one-piece hat.
"Little devil, get out of the way if you don't want to die!" said the younger brother, waving the sickle itachi.
The boy raised his head lacking in interest, making both villains startled at the same time.
How could someone cover their face with a severed hand!Is it a wicked decoration?Or the remains of a dead man?
The boy said in a naturally lazy voice: "No. I want to pass here."
He took it for granted, as if he was telling the waiter to pour a glass of water as usual.
"Fuck, I'm going to cut off this disgusting head."
Kamaitachi swung a huge sharp blade at the boy's slender neck, his red pupils and the corners of his chapped, pale mouth were reflected on the metal surface.
In a blink of an eye, the boy's figure disappeared, but a careless voice came from behind, "Ah, there are always people who think they are strong and can do all kinds of evil."
when? !
When Kamaitachi was astonished, pale five fingers stretched out from behind and rested on his wrist.
"Wow!" A piercing sting came, and Kamaitachi saw his weapon and five fingers disintegrate quickly.
This is a personality called [Houkai], which can quickly shatter anything touched by five fingers.
The boy who was born with this kind of power is called "the person who came into this world together with the distortion" - Shigaraki.
In just 20 seconds, no, ten seconds, Kamaitachi can be shattered into a bloody cloud of dust, completing the "destruction game" that Shikuraki likes most.
A sudden burst of mist cut off Kamaitachi's wrist and threw the man away, preventing further collapse.
The dead handle tree who was interrupted from the game was very angry: "Heiwu, you guy, if it weren't for you, I would have smashed him now."
He scratched his neck frantically because he couldn't do what he wanted, and there were a few criss-cross bloodstains on his neck.
Even if you are scratching your neck, you must raise your little finger, otherwise there is a danger of self-destruction. Shikuragi said that "life is always not satisfactory".
Walking out of the vortex of mist was a man in a suit and vest, the caretaker and housekeeper of Death Handwood, Black Mist.
Hei Wu persuaded: "Sigangmu, if you kill people casually, you will be targeted by professional heroes." His tone was quite helpless.
It's not that he doesn't know why Niigaragi suddenly became restless, it's just because he saw a father and son holding hands when he went to the supermarket to buy snacks, which made him feel lonely.
His father can only be a severed hand on his hand.
"It's boring, it's boring." Siganmu stopped his self-harm, his eyes returned to dead silence, and he continued to walk forward like a walking corpse.
The two brothers looked at the hunched young man and couldn't help but give way. Even though they had decided to become villains, they couldn't help being timid in front of this man who exuded an even worse smell.
It was supposed to be over like this, heal his wounds, heal his wounds, play games when he should go home, but Shikuraki took two steps, the bag slammed, and a few potato chips fell out from the crack.
That was the place that Kamaitachi accidentally rowed to.
"Oops!" Hei Wu's scalp went numb for a while: the child who lost the snack will...
Shigaraki said violently: "Sure enough, I still don't want to let you go!"
Heiwu: Sure enough, this is the direction again!
Shikamu is an adult who cannot be measured by common sense. Heiwu thinks he is a logical genius: what I like is mine, and what I don't like is smashed.
Before he ran away, the black mist entangled the dead wood, nodded politely to the frightened villain, and forced the dead wood into the portal to take back to the bar.
Another disaster was resolved today. From a certain point of view, Black Mist can be regarded as a professional hero.
Occupation - Rescue from Deadwood - Hero.
If it weren't for the black mist, there would be countless murders on Sigangmu's hands now.
Fortunately, the worst thing he has done so far is smashing the gate of Xiongying High School and breaking a few fingers of the robber, and he is still an innocent man.
Heiwu didn't want Shigaraki to be arrested by the police.
Back at the bar, Sigangmu covered the severed hand on his face without saying a word, and Hei Wu was also used to Sigangmu's sudden runaway and sudden autism.
He won't stop until he gets the exact same potato chips.
Ignoring Dead Handwood's willfulness, Black Mist skillfully wiped the wine glass, although this speakeasy would never have any customers.
The sound of rolling water like boiling water sounded in the air, and Niigaragi raised his head, freed his decadent and beautiful face from the severed hand, and called out "Teacher."
A man steps out of the torn space.
A man in a tube mask and a dark suit.
"Hang, long time no see." The man called the teacher sat down beside Shikuragi and patted his head.
Akatsuki, who was still blowing his hair a second ago, became obedient in an instant, squinting his eyes and softening his eyes, "Why is the teacher here?"
This man with all his facial features ruined but unable to stop his aura of being a strong man is the teacher of Shigaraki, known as ALLFORONE, an old monster who has lived from the dawn of time to the present.
I don’t know if it’s because of the mentality of wanting to be a grandfather, even though I have raised Shikuraki for 15 years, I still spoil him like a baby.
This parenting style has developed a self-centered character like a giant baby in Sikuomu.
Heiwu often laughs at himself for the pain of his life, 50% is caused by dead handle wood, and 50% is caused by AFO.
"Come and see you," the AFO said with a smile when he saw the blood on Shigangmu's hand, "Did Hang destroy something you hate again? Well done."
Nekugaraki, who was a little unhappy because of hurting someone, was completely relieved after hearing such words, and showed a relieved smile.
Shikuraki reconfirmed that it was correct to do so, and it was in line with the teacher's philosophy.
"Things that you hate, just smash them up."
"Yes, that's right." AFO said gently stroking Shikuragi's haggard cheek due to self-torture.
There is a device in the bar that can see the dead handle wood's every move.
From Heiwu's persuasion, I learned that Shigaraki was very irritable today and hurt people. Although his body became very useless after being defeated by the No. 1 hero, he could only survive by relying on the pipe mask, but As a teacher, you still have to come and enlighten him in person.
The most important thing is to keep the dead handle wood in the interest of "breaking".
Seeing the relaxed expression of Nekuragi, AFO showed a satisfied and malicious smile.
"Hang, I'm here this time to strengthen your personality and prepare for the USJ project in a few days."
USJ is a recent plan to attack Xiongying High School, and Shikuraki has already gone to say hello in advance, using the method of smashing Xiongying's gate.
AFO asked Niigaragi in a coaxing tone: "Strengthen your personality to the point where you can activate it with just one finger, okay?"
Shikuraki frowned, not very interested in such things like "pie in the sky", because although his [Honkai] personality is not small, it is passive.
If he expands his personality, he will not be able to touch anything. The fourteen severed hands including his father are all his family members.
Sensei saw Nikuragi's resistance, and activated [Persuasion] as usual.
The teacher stroked the hair of Shikuraki, and asked again in his ear, and this time Shikuraki nodded of course.
The black mist next to him couldn't help but said: "Sir, is this..."
"Don't say unnecessary things, Hei Wu." AFO glanced at Hei Wu and said with a smile, "You've talked a lot with Hang recently."
Heiwu understands that AFO is implying that he has instilled unnecessary ideas in Shikuraki. Heiwu just hopes that Shikuraki can receive the same education as his peers, but he understands that he should not speak again.
"...I see." Heiwu felt that Sigangmu's future was in the dark.
AFO puts his hands on dead wood and unleashes a personality that enhances his personality.
"That's great, this reminds me of my younger brother, it really is right to choose you, Sigangmuhang." AFO said to himself.
After receiving the personality enhancement, Dead Handwood found that it only takes 3 seconds for his fingers to smash a cabinet.
Don't ask him why he found out that his game cabinet is now nothing but scraps.
There are no games to play, and Shigaraki is insomnia again at two o'clock in the morning.
"Ah, I really want to scratch my neck."
Wearing [Father] while sleeping is not acceptable, even scratching the neck becomes inconvenient, and if you have to, you have to wear special gloves.
He closed his eyes, recalling the boredom of the day.
Boring games, boring lunches, boring criminals, the teacher made him very happy to see him, but what impressed him the most was the tightly holding hands of the white-haired child and his father.
It's not that I'm willing to give up, it's just that things can't go my way.
"I really want to smash this kind of life."
"If possible, I also want... to be redeemed."
After saying this sentence, Shigangmu stood up in suspension, the ceiling made a dull sound, and everything trembled.
The whole room becomes abstracted.
If I had to describe it, it was like a three-dimensional thing became a two-dimensional effect, and the room became a thin mirror scene.
Dead handle wood watched everything around him shatter like glass, and after the shattering, he stood in a certain alley.
One side of the alley was sloping, and only a sliver of sky could be seen overhead. Because of this feature, Dead Handwood knew where it was.
This is the shortcut I had to go home when I was a child!
It was dusk now, and it was raining, a child in a yellow raincoat walked past Sigangmu with a puppy in his arms.
A child with white hair and red pupils raises a yellow Shiba Inu.
"This is... myself?"
The author has something to say:
Small theater: AFO has not actually taught Niugaragi how to read, and all his learning depends on TV dramas.