The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

Bow-backed and hunched over, Baohao, who was domineering and dissatisfied, had just come out of the practical examination room, when he saw Guang Zhouyou, who was half leaning on the brick-red wall, with his right leg gracefully stepping on it.

His mind instantly ran out of the picture of the exam just now.

This guy who usually ignores him is like a ball of brown candy that can't be torn off, and he can't be driven away!He has been using his personality to drive away all the organs he wants to attack!

In the end, there was only a vacuum-like clean area left around Katsuki Bakugo. The two of them grinned and covered each other's mouth desperately, and the other desperately used their personality to make trouble.

After the exam, the picture was so beautiful that even the teacher who came to treat the injured student didn't dare to look at the distorted facial expression on Bao Hao's face that could ward off evil spirits, for fear of having nightmares at night.

"Hey you……"

The fierce-eyed boy opened his mouth, but suddenly found that the person standing by the wall had a gold-encrusted black Bluetooth headset hanging on his ear, and his eyes were staring at the erratic distance. He should be talking to someone.

Cut, bumbling guy.

Swallowing what he wanted to say, Bakugo leaned a few meters away with his arms folded, turned his head to the other side with a stinking face, and his overly excellent expression scared away the candidates who also came out of the school.

Entrance examinations are held in spring, the weather is warm and cold, and the high temperature brought by sports is quickly carried away by the air. When the cold wind blows, there is a chill that can't resist goosebumps.

As soon as Baohao put the ginger scarf in his bag loosely around his neck, he vaguely heard the voices of the guy next to him talking to the person on the other side of the phone.

"Is there anything to report?"

Of course, these majestic words were spoken by a noble dark emperor.

"Yes, Your Highness."

There came a low-pitched male voice, which should be that of an adult.Bakugo Katsuki subconsciously made a judgment in his brain.

Wait, Your Highness? !

Bakugo's face became more and more distorted and disgusted, and then he seemed to think of something, and the boy let out an earth-shattering burst of laughter.

"Your Highness Guangzhou—you're laughing so hard." Is this guy forcing everyone around him to call him such disgusting names at home or in other places?

Bakugo, who threw his backpack behind his back and turned to leave, didn't hear what happened next.

"Your Highness, someone wants to see you."

"how?"

"He wishes to join [Dark Empire], please decide."

In the remote wilderness, there is no one, and the deep forest quietly embraces the huge blood-colored full moon.

A man in a black robe came to an open space where no one was around. After looking around, he whispered softly to the air, gesticulating five places on his chest devoutly with his fingers, his facial features intertwined, Solemn, solemn.

Fortunately, there are no people passing by here, otherwise they might think that this person has a bad stomach.

"O noble dark emperor, Ommanuyuyi!!!"

After a while, a wave of transparent ripples appeared in front of the man, wrapping his people gently like an all-encompassing ocean.

After the man opened his eyes again, what he saw was a completely different scene.The majestic old castle stands in the middle of the forest. He stared quietly at the top of the castle. He just imagined that person standing against the railing under the most dazzling light, looking down on all living beings like a god. His The mood stirred up crazily.

Is His Highness standing there, looking at him from a distance?

Walking along the winding corridor all the way inside, there are gorgeous items hanging everywhere inside the castle, and any one of them is worth a lot of money to sell, but this is not because of their gorgeous appearance, but because of the hidden treasures inside. A power that drives the whole world crazy.

And these are almost all the masterpieces of His Royal Highness who is passionate about invention and technology.

Of course, there are still a small part made by other people, but that is the glory that can only be obtained by people or works that have been approved by His Highness.

In the huge old castle, walking all the way up the hall at the bottom floor, you can see many people busy. When a man passed by, they laughed and greeted him. The man nodded coldly, and the others didn't care.

Almost all the people here were brought back by His Highness himself.

In this personality society, how many people are forced to walk into this darkness that cannibalize people without blinking an eye?It's not that they don't want to be a person who is walking under the sun dignifiedly, it's just because other people are like wild beasts and devour their living space one bite at a time.

Some people are locked up by powerful people just to produce a "gem" personality, some are used as consumables by those in power to protect themselves, and some are framed by pious people and become homeless and displaced.

That person gave them trust, gave them those who were pushed out to the edge by the heroic society a place where they could shelter from the wind and rain, and gave them a home where they would be fed and clothed and would no longer be discriminated against by others.

If you want to describe it in words, for Otonomoto, probably, His Highness is their god.

The sound is true, the personality [truth], this personality makes everyone in life dare not approach.Who would dare to approach a person who can see through all the dirty corners of your heart?

He has always been deceived by lies, and he has seen the false faces of human beings all his life.

In fact, he just wanted to gain sincere trust, and this thing that almost never happened to him was the first thing His Highness gave him.

"Hey, human, do you want to join my dark empire?"

Otomoto at that time: "..."

He was lucky enough to be the first one to reach the god, and he was lucky enough to witness the process of the castle being built in an instant under the powerful power of His Highness.

He knew that many people were very jealous of his status. If he hadn't come early, he would not have the right to contact His Highness, but so what, he didn't care.

"Your Highness."

The man in black robe, also Makoto Otomoto, walked out of the room of "His Royal Highness".

This is the highest place in the entire castle, and also the most luxurious location.

Otono bowed slightly, lowered his face to hide the fanaticism in his eyes.

"Well?"

A very young voice came, and it was not an exaggeration to call it young.

Just by listening to it, one might not be able to help but guess that His Highness is a boy who just went to middle school.

Yinben tried his best to suppress the trembling in his heart, he took a deep breath, raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound source.

The boy was sitting on the huge window sill, with a mess of small objects scattered around him, obviously just finished works.

The cold moonlight casts from the window, covering the whole ground like a thin layer of gauze.

The young man turned his head carelessly. The black mask carved with golden sharp-eared beasts covered most of his face, revealing a white and clean chin. Under the moonlight, it revealed a shocking bone china-like light. .

"Do you remember what I told you today?"

"My Highness believes in your personality." The young man frowned, "I have already given you the task of accepting subordinates, so you don't have to tell me everything."

"The identity of that person is quite different from those people. It is the one who has been out of the country in the news recently—"

Yinben didn't dare to read more, and began to tell the business, "[Hero Killer] Stein."

However, he did not intend to narrate the man's original words, what belief, what hero's return, the only belief here is His Highness's belief.

"He is very interested in the [Judger] organization under the name of His Highness [Dark Empire], but before that, he wants to meet you in person."

A few weeks later, a sunny morning.

The clear morning light shines brilliantly on the road, depicting the magnificent and magnificent buildings very clearly.

The Dark Emperor, who has learned teleportation, got rid of the shackles of the old parents such as Hei Mist, and embarked on the great journey to conquer the heroes alone.Although there is a law that clearly stipulates that personalities cannot be used casually in public places, but under the influence of black mist and dead handle wood, Guangzhou has no sense of respect for the law.

"This journey is destined to be full of blood and rain, and the road is covered with thorns, just to hinder the progress of this great brave man. Unfortunately—"

Accompanied by the background monologue that the young man gave himself, Guang Zhou walked the door of Class A of the first year with unfeeling and unyielding steps.

"Useless."

Swah——

The voices that were still chatting and laughing stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes were on Guang Zhou who pushed the door open. The classroom was so quiet that the gentle caress of the desks and clothes could be heard.

Unlike during the exam, the black-haired boy put on Yuei's school uniform properly.

The straight gray hero uniform jacket is not draped over the shoulders in an ordinary way, it is hung on the left shoulder in a non-mainstream way, the right sleeve flutters in the wind unusually chicly, and the dark green epaulettes inlaid with yellow buttons look like a general who is on the battlefield. The buckles of the cloak and the top collar of the white shirt were opened uninhibitedly, revealing the young man's delicate collarbone. Wrapping his hands like bandages seemed to be a last resort measure to hide some mysterious power.

The moment he entered the door, rays of light spread down from behind him, like the dazzling halo behind the savior surrounding him. This image gradually merged with the figure of the powerful demon king in the actual combat examination room. one.

To be able to enter the most elite class A in Xiongying High School with a competition rate of more than 300, the students here should not be underestimated, because they can already be regarded as the best group of young people in Japan.

However, the moment they saw this person, almost everyone subconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

Without him.

In the actual combat of the entrance examination, 80.00% of the people here have participated in the encirclement and suppression that was born under the pressure of strength and personality.

When meeting again in the same class, of course there will be a feeling of awe and embarrassment.

Mineta huddled in his seat, wishing he could roll himself into an invisible speck of dust and roll into his cabinet.

Isn't this the No.1 Demon King who topped the score list? !

During the exam, I felt that the aura was terrifying to death, and my personality seemed super unapproachable, hey! ——If he still remembered that I threw a few sticky grapes on him in a sneak attack, would he attack me? !Help!Look here!

Although Ashido, Shangming and the others have cheerful personalities, they have only known each other for more than ten minutes and already have a fierce fight, but they dare not break the enigmatic silence at this time.

Who was that super-super cold "useless" just now speaking to?horrible!

Whoa!The atmosphere is so embarrassing!Who can save them!

The man Kirishima Eijiro stood up abruptly, the tables and chairs made harsh noises, and then sat back silently.

Although I really want to run over to make friends with Mr. Guangzhou, but looking at his eyes, I dare not move my body!Wait a minute, what if he just said [You scum, smash it]? !

Several people communicated silently with their eyes.

"You are--"

A serious and steady male voice broke the silence. Iida Tenya walked to the door of the classroom with his hands and feet in sharp arcs, and the square glasses reflected the sunlight.

"Good morning! I'm Tenya Iida, who graduated from a private smart school."

After introducing himself very quickly, Iida didn't seem to feel the strange atmosphere, and accused Guangzhou righteously, gesticulating with a knife in his hand accompanied by a sonorous tone, "Please treat Xiongying's uniform with respect." Some! Whether it's a tie or a coat! It should be worn in the right place! You are so rude!"

You are a real man!

The eyes of everyone looking at Iida's back suddenly became full of reverence, as if seeing a brave soldier who died bravely.

farewell!

All preaching is useless to Guangzhou, he is still immersed in the BGM of his conquest of the stars and the sea, unable to extricate himself.

He gave Iida a disdainful look, even though he was not tall enough, everyone could see the superior look from those squinting cat pupils.

"Oh—what? Are you standing in front of the dark emperor's path because you want to be turned into a fan?"

"You, to say such a statement!" Iida seemed to be shocked, with a look of disapproval.

"Yes! It's such an arrogant and cold expression!" Kami Ming said excitedly to Ashido, who was seated on the right next to him, cautiously, as if he was afraid that Guang Zhou not far away would hear him.

Ashido was also a little excited, "It's exactly the plot I imagined! No.1, who is difficult to get close to and powerful, will face the rigid and serious Iida!"

"However, what is the Dark Emperor? Is it the name of a hero?"

"It doesn't sound like a very decent feeling."

Kirishima heard several people discussing it, so he also leaned over, clenched his fists and said, "But it's very masculine! Isn't it!"

Frog patted his cheek, and said to himself, "It always feels like Iida-san will be killed by Guangzhou-san soon, croak."

"After all, it is well-deserved No.1! Among the three scores [killing points], [rescue points], and [team points], the killing points next to each other are equivalent to the sum of all the killing points of all of us! Only Relying on this record, it is estimated that he can become a god!"

Sitting at the forefront, Aoyama held his face in his hands elegantly, turned his head 180 degrees suddenly, and forcibly joined the conversation of several people, "In fact, although the rescue points and team points are hidden rules, the team points are actually due to light. Classmate Zhou just showed up!"

"You mean to say that our team scores are actually judged based on our battle against Guang Zhou in the test?!"

"No wonder the Bakugo team I saw before had such a high score! In the later stage, he was still targeted by Guangzhou, and he was able to rank second. That's how it is!"

Everyone looked at each other in amazement.

Guangzhou ignored Iida Tenya who was chasing after him and talking about the rules. He raised his eyes and scanned all the seats in the classroom.

Due to its special status and teaching system, the style of study and education in Xiongying's school is completely different from other ordinary high schools.

The principle that Xiong Ying has always adhered to is freedom. Whether it is a student or a teacher, this principle has been implemented in every corner of the campus, even when choosing a seat. Every student can choose a seat freely.

I don't know if it's anticipation or other thoughts, almost everyone is waiting for Guangzhou to walk towards his throne.

Many people's palms were sweating, and they didn't even realize that the deepest part of their hearts had unconsciously yelled out loudly.

sit next to me! ! !

This little sense of vanity that belongs to teenagers is something that almost everyone has.In addition, almost all the students here grew up with the goal of being heroes, and it is commonplace to pay attention to current affairs of heroes. Apart from the bombardment of news reports for several months, after experiencing such a powerful and shocking entrance test, everyone dreamed about it at midnight. The whole time was occupied by the handsome figure stepping high on the huge monster.

Guangzhou quickly chose his own seat, and his eyes were firmly locked on the seat dedicated to the stars and moons in the middle of the classroom!

After he sat down, several sighs sounded one after another.

Suddenly, the boy's eyes froze, and his light white fingers picked up a small piece of black and shiny feather from the seat.

Could this be the feather of the shadow messenger I saw last time?

Guang Zhou Shi suddenly turned his head, just in time to bump into Chang An Ta Yin's pretendingly calm gaze who was sitting behind him.

"It really is you! Shadow Emissary!"

Chang An's eyes moved slightly, which seemed to be flattered.

He didn't think that Guang Zhouyou still remembered him, and he didn't think that Guang Zhou would give him such a nickname in his heart. He clenched his fingers lightly, and sternly faced the black shadow who was excited to show his head in his heart. After scolding a few times, he replied solemnly: "Thanks for the compliment, this title is very good."

"You are fine too."

The young man in the front seat was extremely focused, and his dark pupils were brighter than the feathers lightly clenched in his hands.

Chang An's eyes fell on Guangzhou's hand, and he obviously noticed the familiar feather. He was a little embarrassed inside, but he still maintained a calm and composed image on his face.

"I don't know how the [Acheloid Box] I met before is okay? Sombra and I are very worried."

"My partner has returned to rest where he belongs."

Chang An nodded happily, "Then I can rest assured."

Shang Ming clenched his fists, envious, "Wow, that person was accosted by No.1!"

Mineta was thoughtful, he struck up a conversation with the strange girl who was leading the seat, and his eyes fell on a subtle place: "It really is you! The messenger of big breasts!" Uh oh, so flat.

Erlang's face flushed red, then he smiled and pressed his head on the table: "..."

Ever since he entered the classroom, Hong Jiaodong has kept his hands crossed on his chin, his indifferent gaze exudes an aura of refusal from thousands of miles away, he leans forward slightly on the table, without saying a word, until he sees When Guang Zhouyou entered the classroom, the red-and-white-haired boy suddenly widened his eyes, showing a bit of shock for the first time on his expressionless face.

is that person? !

To be able to meet in the same class!

Although there are reports that have paid attention to Guangzhou and know that he is also a middle school student, even Hong Jiaodong cannot be sure that this person will definitely study in Xiongying.Although Xiongying is the alma mater of many active heroes, another high school, Shijie, is also not bad.

In addition, as a recommended student, he naturally does not need to participate in the actual entrance examination for all junior high school students, so he does not know Guangzhou's feat in the examination room.

But he was not surprised by the strange behavior of others.

If it was this person, he should be able to win the No. 1 admission.

No surprises.

His gaze was firmly locked on Guangzhou, until the black-haired boy sat down safely, then Hong slightly pursed his lips, withdrew his eyes, and turned to listen attentively to the conversation in the front seat.

Within a few minutes, the conversation between the two had already caused everyone around them to doubt their lives.

"Shadow Messenger, sometimes, only by subverting the entire world, destroying the useless system, and launching a holy war in the name of the Dark Emperor, can you protect what you want."

"If you can only act in accordance with the rules specified by the decadent world, you are indeed bound and limited."

At the beginning, Chang Antayin refused this kind of dialogue that revealed his true nature. After all, the classroom was too quiet, but Guangzhou student showed no embarrassment at all, and expressed his thoughts on his own.

Even if the backs of the students try to maintain a posture of sitting upright, they still can't change the fact that their ears are pricked up.

Obviously, the expressions on the faces of these people trying to straighten up are indescribable.

But then, speaking of rising—

"Shadow Messenger, do you want to join the Dark Empire? I can leave the position of the right guardian to you."

"It's my honor."

"For the Dark Empire!"

"For the world!"

There seemed to be a strong wind blowing behind the two of them, and thousands of golden lights shrouded their bodies. They seemed to be stepping on the top of Mount Everest and completed the establishment of world-class diplomatic relations. Their eyes seemed to carry deep emotions, and their hands were excitedly held together. together.

All the students stared blankly at the two classmates who were stepping on chairs to give their acceptance speech: "..."

Bakugo: "...Damn mentally retarded!"

Iida looked like he was going to die in situ.

A few minutes later, even Lu Gu and Li Ri, who were chatting at the door of the classroom, had sat shiveringly in their seats under the intimidation of the head teacher, feeling the pervasive stiffness of the whole class.

Aizawa Yuta, who had already crawled out of the sleeping bag, threw the finished sucking jelly into the trash can speechlessly, scratching his hair in despair, the drooping corners of his eyes couldn't hide the flashing fierce light, The originally ambiguous tone disappeared angrily.

"It's been 1 minute and 38 seconds! You two brats are enough, how long do you need to shake hands passionately!"

"Put on my gym clothes and assemble on the playground!"

"The kind of physical test that prohibits personality, did you take it before in junior high school?"

Ignoring the students' clamoring question of "Where's the entrance ceremony? What about the school introduction?", Aizawa, the head teacher of class A, laughed rather rascally, "A person who aspires to be a hero doesn't have time for such boring things. .”

The corners of his eyes swept across the group of students, especially staying on a few of them for a long time.

Really, the headmaster is so vicious that he actually put several thorns in his class, and even called it his personality that is most suitable for controlling these students... Seeing the student who entered the school No. 1, called What kind of Guang Zhou You guy, he felt that he already had a headache.

"Then, I won't ask anyone to come up for a demonstration." Aizawa looked at the black-haired boy inexplicably, and then said slowly, "The test begins... This is a physical test that can use personality. It's reasonable. Use your imagination."

"It seems very interesting?!"

"Interesting... isn't it? Yoshi, then if you rank last in the total score of the eight items, it will be regarded as having no potential, and you will be expelled."

Everyone was terrified: "Huh???"

Aizawa saw the unbelievable looks of the students, his tone was indifferent, but with the solemnity of the vicissitudes of life, he said, "It's unreasonable, and it's unreasonable all over Japan now..."

Talking about educational baptism for the students, the man suddenly recalled a conversation with Mike in the office a few days ago.

……

"Soweary (tired)! Finally finished the projection of all admitted students!! eraserhead!!!" Even in an office where no students can enter casually, Mike never gave up the exaggeration of being fixed on the top of his head by hair gel hairstyle.

Mike, who finished the task assigned to him in one breath, threw himself on the desk exaggeratedly, and he yelled at Aizawa next to him with his face deformed by the desk.

The person who was shouted tiredly rubbed his aching ears from the shock, and pushed away his colleagues in annoyance.

Mike’s characteristic horoscope was shaking back and forth, and his mouth became more and more noisy. There was no teacher at all, “Hey, everybody! Putyourhandsup! Eraser, get up!”

"That's loud, Mike."

Mike put his face in front of this man named [eraserhead], and said with a smile, "It's not been smooth recently, Eraserhead! Do you know that organization? It's unbelievable!"

"Ah, what are you talking about..." Aizawa Xiaota's eyes darkened slightly, but he just replied lazily, with a strong nasal voice, "It's just a useless organization."

"It's unscrupulously messing with those dark corners, while absorbing people from the fringes of society. It's not a lot of evil. If it weren't for the forces of the underworld, we might not have noticed what happened there."

Apparently, Aizawa has complicated senses about this organization named 【】.

Mike's whole face collapsed, slumped on the table, and the yellow hair on the top of his head drooped limply.

"Ah! As expected of ERASERHEAD! A professional hero of the secret department, who dedicates his strength to his work every day! But me!—Actually, I just want to talk about the singer group that debuted recently!!! It’s so boring! B~ "

The man spread his hands in disgust.

"However, Eraserhead, the name of the organization that is active in the dark side of society seems to be an abbreviation—what is it called? Could it be [directemail]? Or [DesignManual], or [DespicableMe] (movie name)? "

Aizawa Shouta rolled his eyes with his dead fish eyes, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of rejection.

"Do you think that is some kind of film company that shoots the dark side of society?"

The man folded his hands under his chin, and his slightly curly black hair cast a dark shadow.

"What I'm afraid of now is that the leader behind that organization is plotting something. It's not a good thing if the scattered sand is integrated by a powerful person with evil plans."

Not only the pests lurking in the dark corners of society, but also some new dark forces with unknown origins and purposes, which are ready to move in places where no one is watching.These teenagers, if they don't understand the current crisis-ridden situation and spend their days with an attitude of entertainment and play, then it's better for him to be the villain and just fire him.

Glancing a few times at the teenagers in Class A who had withdrawn their expressions of unwillingness, Aizawa's eyes seemed to be blocked by frost.

It's a pity that Aizawa Xiaota never dreamed that the biggest leader of the [Dark Forces] he talked about was in his class, standing in front of him.

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Small Theater 1

"Dangling."

Guangzhou affectionately called Siganmu's name, and the haze in the heart of the sick young man who was in a gloomy mood dissipated a little, and the atmosphere suddenly eased up. He turned his head and said lazily, "What, brat."

"I remembered." Guangzhou's words were astonishing, and everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment, including the black mist that silently wiped the wine from behind, and their bodies froze.

"Part of it, a very important memory." The boy tilted his head and said to himself, unable to read the stiffness and tension in the air, nor did he see the blood-red pupils of Shikaragi's sudden constriction.

It was like a bloody vortex that was about to churn on the raging sea.

"What do you remember?" Niigaragi's voice was extremely dry, and he couldn't help raising his hand that could activate a terrifying personality.

"I remembered - the way to become stronger!"

"..." Shigangmu opened his mouth, but made no sound.

"That's it," the black-haired boy lowered his head, following the arc of his hair, his face was cast with thick and thick black line shadows comparable to All Might's comic style.

"100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, 10-kilometer long-distance running every day, no matter how cold or hot it is, never turn on the air conditioner! Most importantly, only a bald head can become the strongest! Just like the teacher! "

Guangzhou seemed to remember Sigaraki's unwillingness just now, and he couldn't hide his eager expression, "You must be eager for power, the kind of power that can make you grow up to protect the teacher."

Shizuoki seemed to feel that there was a line of sight hovering over his hair.

"..."

Shikuraki took his hand back tremblingly.

excuse me.

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Small Theater 2

"You, you plan to take the examination of Xiongying, do you need a recommended place?"

Even though his face was scarred, the man at this moment seemed to be a competent elder, with a doting face all over his face.

The teenager glanced at AFO strangely.

"No, I'm going to take the entrance exam." Guangzhou said firmly.

"Have you forgotten who you are? How can you be reduced to the point where the group of heroic reserves are mixed together to take the exam?"

Deadwood taunts.

"No, it is precisely because my status is too noble that I can't let myself stand out too much, so as not to make those hero reserves feel alienated and jealous. It's like looking at the unattainable moon in the sky. They will be like moths In vain, I approached me who exudes the aura of a strong man." Guangzhou explained solemnly.

"..."

A big-headed ghost with a strong breath... You are not the only one escorted, after all, you just want to play.

Listening to the discussion of several people, AFO raised his hand to cover his lips, and gently stroked his chin with his knuckles.Why do you feel that the tone of the words and sentences of Heiwu and Shigaoki became a little strange when they spoke?What identity?