[Comprehensive] Superpower's Strength Supremacy Classroom

I glared at Saiki Kongsuke who suddenly appeared here.

what are you doing here

"This...Ashio!" Hirata took a handkerchief from a girl apologetically, covered his red nose with a wry smile, and introduced him, "This is Sorasuke Saiki..."

"Eh? Saiki?" Kushida leaned over, looked at me and then at Sorasuke, "You are..."

I denied it straight away: "I don't know..."

"Kusuo is my dear brother!"

"..."

Saiki's brother?Ayanokōji looked at the weird hairpin on Saiki Sora's head, and immediately accepted this setting... although the hair color and appearance of the two are not the same.

After all, you really lied to me, right?Said my brother was at school or something.

I refused to answer Ayanokouji's silent question.

Ayanokōji: ...But it seems that the bad relationship is true.

"This classmate is Ayanokouji-kun, right?" Sorasuke immediately spotted Ayanokouji and walked over, "Kusuo's friend?"

Ayanokouji nodded: "Yes."

"What do you think of the game I made?"

So straightforward... Ayanokōji paused for a moment: "The plot is very interesting, and the setting is also very novel..."

While answering according to the routine, he thought to himself, is that game reminding me of Qi Mu's identity as a superpower?

do not ask me.

Sorasuke, ever since he put on the suppressor that blocked my telepathy, I have never been able to figure out what he is thinking. Is there anything else in his mind other than messing around all day long?

[Speaking of which, I always feel that the atmosphere is a bit strange... Qi Mu's brother seems to be a bit hostile to me, when did I offend him? ]

He looked at the strange atmosphere between Qi Mu and his elder brother, and realized later...

[...Could it be that Qi Mu's elder brother is a younger brother? ]

ha?

What disgusting things are you talking about?

At this time, that guy Sorasuke laughed "puchi": "Well, don't be so serious, I can't control Kusuo's friendship status."

As he said, he tried to touch my head with his hand, but of course I didn't let him succeed and knocked his hand off.

What do you want to do?

"... Kusuo, he has always been so indifferent, my brother doesn't understand his heart at all." Sorasuke pretended to be disappointed.

——I said, don't put on a disgusting look like a normal person facing a good brother who rebelled against his younger brother at this time, you pervert.

[...It's not that the relationship is bad, it seems that Qi Mu is unilateral? ]

I say--

You've been thinking about it in your mind from the very beginning, thinking I can't hear you?

This time, I passed on the words exactly. When Ling Xiaolu heard my voice, he hesitated for a moment. Fortunately, he was paralyzed, so no one noticed his sudden pause.

[Saiki? ]

What are you doing, didn't you know that I am a superpower?

[No, it's just... I didn't expect Qi Mu that besides reading minds, you can also transmit words to other people's hearts?Superpowers are awesome. ]

What a ghost.

On the other side, several students who were about to perform on stage surrounded Hirata. Although he took away the pollen from allergens, he was still sneezing non-stop and couldn't stop it.

Sorasuke pretended to be guilty and kept apologizing... The devil would believe that you didn't do this on purpose after investigating that he was allergic to this kind of pollen.

At this time, Ayanokōji suddenly looked to the side, seeing that no one around was paying attention, and then asked me in a low voice: "Saiki, do you have a solution to Hirata's problem?"

"what?"

"Aren't you a superhuman?"

Who told you that superpowers are omnipotent?

Well, I can indeed solve his problem, at least for the sake of the class who will be performing on stage, this situation is not right now... just reply to his time.

"It's terrible!" At this time, Sorasuke said 'full of guilt' and 'worried', the volume was so loud that everyone around could hear, "Generally, people with pollen allergies will last at least a day or two, even if they stay away from the allergens. It'll be fine right away!"

"..."

Ayanokouji and I fell silent at the same time.

[Sai Mu, your brother...]

Don't ask me how I know what he's thinking.

"Then what should I do? I'm going to perform on stage in two hours!"

"You can't do it in this state..."

"It has to be replaced!"

"But... I'm the number one male!" Hirata frowned anxiously. He held back his sneezing and spoke in a nasal voice. "There are a lot of lines and actions. If you change someone temporarily..."

"Are you okay?" Someone pulled over the classmate who was in charge of reading the narration, "You should know Hirata-san's plot and lines, right?"

"Forgive me!" The man grimaced, "The male number one has so many lines, how can I remember them? And even if I remember, I can't wear his clothes!"

Indeed, compared to Hirata's thin and tall figure, this classmate looked a dozen centimeters shorter than him, and his figure was very voluptuous.

"In that case..." Sorasuke interrupted at this moment, "How is Ayanokōji-san? Does his figure match Hirata-kun?"

"Eh?" Seeing that other students were looking over, Ayanokōji waved his hands quickly, "No... I remember Hirata-san's lines and performances right...but I'm the second male lead."

"As for the male lead, there are relatively few scenes, so it should be better to find someone to replace it?" Sorasuke said again.

"..."

I suddenly had a bad premonition, and sure enough, Ayanokōji immediately couldn't bear Hirata's and others' prayers, and agreed without backbone, and then he turned around and stopped me who wanted to escape.

"Zimu!"

For a moment, the eyes focused on me.

"If things have become like this, I think Qi Mu is very suitable for you as the male number two."

"Eh? Saiki-san?"

No kidding, I haven't even seen your rehearsal!

[Please, Saiki.As a superpower, you can definitely do it! ]

——What do you think superpowers are?

"Student Saiki..."

"Sai Mu-kun, please!"

Hirata, Kushida and the others ran up to me at the same time, clasped their hands together, and that fellow Sorasuke also pretended to be sad: "Kusuo, it's all my fault, Hirata-kun..."

hey hey...

In this case, it would be bad not to agree, not only to reject Hirata and Kushida, two influential figures in the class, but also because it was my brother who made Hirata unable to take the stage.

...It's all Sorasuke's fault anyway!

Seeing me nodding reluctantly, everyone cheered... A few girls came over and said that they wanted to tailor my clothes - Ayanokōji's size obviously didn't fit me, but compared to that fat classmate, I just need to change the length of the clothes and trousers to be a little smaller, which is easier.

Ayanokōji was also taken away in the chaos to practice the performance of the lead actor. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I took Sorasuke to the bathroom.

Pushing him in a compartment, I looked down at him: "What the hell are you going to do?"

"Ah, I just came to see my dear brother's school, I didn't expect things to turn out like this." Sorasuke looked innocent.

I silently shifted my gaze to the telepathic ** above his head.

Seeing this, Sorasuke made a gesture to protect his head: "Really! Kusuo, you have to believe me, the pollen thing is just an accident..."

Ghosts believe you.

I heard someone looking for me outside, so I simply grabbed Sorasuke's arm and took him to an uncivilized area on the other side of the earth in an instant.

"I don't have time to deal with you now. In order to prevent you from causing other troubles, you can play slowly with the savages here."

Anyway, he couldn't die here, so I reminded him before Shunjia moved back: "Remember to go home for dinner at night." One day is enough for him to return to Japan.

"What, Kusuo is so ruthless..." Looking at Saiki who disappeared in place, Sorasuke's smile disappeared, and he narrowed his eyes, "Will Kusuo really agree to participate in a stage play? Even if he is asked by many people, he It should be rejected... Could it be because of someone else?"

He snorted randomly: "Are you kidding, the so-called 'friends' are not needed at all, Kusuo can only let me defeat him!"

The corner of Sorasuke's mouth curled up into a smile, and then quickly collapsed after seeing the surrounding environment.

"...Speaking of which, where is this place?"

Where did Kusuo move him?

……

"Why do boys have to wear makeup..."

Before taking the stage, Ayanokōji protested insignificantly after being pushed on a chair by several girls.

I also agree with what you said, but the reason is different... The girl who was in charge of painting my face explained to him: "No way, we are yellow people, if we go on stage without makeup, we will look very bad when the light shines on it. "

"What about the lipstick..." This was the main reason why Ayanokouji strongly resisted.

"No way, this is also a must. If you wear foundation without lip makeup, it will look very unhealthy!"

"Our girls are much more complicated than yours. You can be content without putting on eyeliner and eyes. A big man should stop haggling!" Another girl passed by and said boldly, "Look at Qi Mu Did you say anything?"

I just don't want to attract others' attention because of this, anyway, it's useless to resist.

"All right!"

The girl who was in charge of applying makeup clapped her hands and straightened her waist: "It's done. Fortunately, both of you have good skin condition, and your complexion is fair. Otherwise, you have to apply foundation to the exposed parts of your body—I don't want to put my own skin on it." Cosmetics are for you."

"Yes... I thought too much."

Ayanokouji obviously didn't dare to refute this group of girls who are very tough when it comes to makeup, so they glanced at me.

[...I still can't understand it. I don't have the feeling of being moved after seeing my sweetheart put on makeup in the novel. ]

So having said that, you don't like me at all, when will you admit it?

I stood up and saw clearly Ayanokoji's pale face and lips that were a few degrees redder than usual, and I saw myself in the mirror almost like this... I agree with Ayanokoji on this point, it is completely incomprehensible, especially With my eyesight, I can completely see the powder floating on his face.