[Comprehensive] collapse this little thing

Even though she no longer serves as a kindergarten teacher in Hosu City, Sakura Mikan still maintains a considerable degree of contact with the class teacher and the entire class of Sunflower.

Including but not limited to, Shengyangyi will send postcards to Xiongying every once in a while, vowing that he will be admitted to Xiongying's hero Kelai and Satsuma as classmates after he can fully control his personality; This group of children is much better than before. Hosu City is also actively promoting post-disaster reconstruction. Welcome Sakura students to visit again when you have time...

Regarding the former, Mikan can only express regretfully that I will graduate when you grow up, at most it is impossible to be an alumni as a classmate, while regarding the class tutor and Hosu City, Sakura Mikan is very eager to express that in the future Be sure to bring Xiao Imai to visit again, and if there is still a bear child who is difficult to deal with, he will definitely help.

What it means to be ruined is that the buildings in a large area of ​​the city have been completely destroyed by the monsters called Brainless released by the "Enemy Alliance", whether it is the residence of the residents or the school. Such public facilities are included, and repair and reconstruction will cost a lot of money. It is estimated that the municipal government of Hosu City will bleed a lot for this.

And what has a bigger relationship with Sakura Mikan is that half of the kindergarten's library was destroyed by the crazy brain - although the homeroom teacher and the principal both expressed gratitude that it's not your fault, if it weren't for that young man's cleverness Children will be in danger, but this is still an important issue that makes people feel uncomfortable.

Therefore, headed by Toda Hiroshi and assisted by Sakura Satsuma, the two initiated a donation campaign targeting Hosu City on the school intranet. The main donation target is for primary school students and kindergartens in Hosu City, and the donated items are limited to books .For this matter, Satsuma also specially contacted his grandfather in Kansai, entrusting him to mail all the storybooks he read a lot when he was a child, and deliver them as donations to various recipients in Hosu City.

Hotaru Imai looked at Mikan busy before and after, on the one hand, he had to contact the local school in Hosu City, and on the other hand, he was still appealing to Xiongying. ..."

Sakura Mikan raised her head from the computer screen—she had just finished sending an e-mail, and she was a little dizzy due to the complicated Japanese style and the multiple schools she needed to contact: "What's the matter, Xiao Imai, what's the point? suggestion?"

"No, not a suggestion."

Imai Hotaru raised her eyelids, this action made Mikan who was familiar with Imai immediately feel a little uncomfortable.

Sure enough, the girl with short dark hair said calmly, "I just want to remind you that the midterm exam is coming soon."

Imai Hotaru showed a devilish smile, and even changed her usual indifference and smiled with her teeth bared: "How is your review going, Sakura Mikan... classmate?"

"Alas!"

Mikan let out a mournful cry: "Little Imai, why are you reminding me of this now! No, no, no, please help for the midterm exam!"

As soon as they heard the words mid-term exam, the door of their room was pushed open vigorously, and Kakudori Poli, who also showed signs of "it's over", appeared at the door, clasped her hands together and bowed deeply, hoping that Hotaru Imai would lead the exam before the exam. She also flew a wave.

Hotaru Imai: "..."

Although it was an expected scene, why did it suddenly feel a bit subtle.

Imai Hotaru thought for a while, and said to Mikan: "Then let's do this, you."

Turning to look at Baoli Kakutori: "There is also Kakutori, you two should review first, I will help with the donation first, after all, the final exam is more important."

When it comes to exams, the two troubled households hugging each other to warm each other—Kakutori classmate mainly because of the language barrier—are a little depressed. Sakura Mikan agreed and took out the exercises from her schoolbag.

Imai Hotaru, who took over many donation matters, was much more efficient than Sakura Mikan, and completed most of the accumulated workload in a short time.After thinking about it, she vacated an unoccupied empty room to temporarily store the collected books. The picture books of Mikan sent from Kansai when she was a child were placed separately into a small pile, with a thin layer of ash accumulated on it.

The time when I was young is vivid. Although the childhood time playing together in an inconspicuous village is not very long, but for Imai Hotaru, it is a rare and precious thing in the whole life that is now run through by reason. Called emotional memory.

The short-haired girl opened the book, and slowly slid the pages of the book with her fingertips.Many picture books are obviously old, and the edges of several pages are slightly curled due to repeated reading.

——This is a picture book that is not well-drawn, and it only describes stories that most people are familiar with.Even though the continuous wars since the birth of the first personality have blocked a large amount of cultural inheritance, the stories that are familiar to many ancestors of this type are still passed down to this day.

Of course, due to the large number of communicators, various versions have been derived.This book in the hands of Hotaru Imai is one of many derivative works.The story tells the story of an era that is quite far away from individuality and all human beings have no individuality—even modern civilization is far from being born, and the story of an era in which historical data are now unreliable.

"You're the only one who can describe it like that, Imai, so can't you just say it's a 'myth novel'? It's hard to understand when you speak like that."

At that time, Mikan once held a book and complained to Hotaru Imai who had made a profound definition.

"Then you can read it yourself, I won't read it for you."

Imai Hotaru rolled her eyelids, and made a gesture to put the picture book back into Sakura Mikan's arms.

"..."

Mikan's whole figure froze, okay, whoever is more literate is the uncle, who made this book even a picture book without katakana, and didn't have the consciousness of being a picture book at all: "Little Imai, what are you talking about? , keep reading, keep reading."

Hotaru Imai was quite satisfied with Mikan's attitude, so he took over the picture book again.The sunshine in the autumn afternoon was not so blazing. The two children under the grape vines leaned together. Accompanied by the sound of Imai Hotaru reading, the wind blows through the vines and casts mottled light and shadows on the pages of the book.

"—So Master Xuanzang accepted the golden hoop from the god, and pretended to be a hat to coax Monkey King to put it on. After the other party put on the hat, he recited the spell."

Imai Hotaru roughly flipped through the follow-up content, and felt that although this version is far from the original, fortunately, the general content can barely correspond one-to-one.Originally, she planned to turn back a few pages, but Satsuma pulled her sleeve and urged her to continue reading, so Hotaru Imai turned back to the previous page of the picture book, and the immature voice sounded again:

"He tore off the hat in pain, but it still didn't help. The severe pain caused by the constriction of the golden hoop accompanied by the spell lasted for a while, and it was barely recovered until Master Xuanzang stopped chanting. Since then, Monkey King has truly become He became the first disciple who obeyed Master Xuanzang."

What a dark picture book.

Imai Hotaru couldn't help complaining in her heart. Although the story is still the same story, and the outline can be regarded as a one-to-one correspondence, but... no matter how you look at it, the rhythm and content of this narrative are not suitable for Mikan. Let's see it for children of Qing's age!

Sure enough, after hearing this passage, Mikan quickly puffed up and expressed that she was very unhappy: "This is too much! How could this be!"

Imai Hotaru, who is obviously more precocious than Mikan, touched the other party's hair, and said with relief: "It's just a story, and this is a reprinted version, who knows what the original story looked like. "

"Then, Imai, what do you think it will be like in other stories?"

Mikan obviously hadn't come out of "hearing a very brutal scene", turned her head and took Imai Hotaru's hand, and asked uneasily.

Except that the description is not so exaggerated, it is still the plot, Hotaru Imai said in her heart.

"Ah—probably. It will be a better story than the present one...maybe."

Hitting children is not good after all, Hotaru Imai rolled her eyes, but she didn't say what she just thought in her heart.However, Hotaru Imai is not a person who is good at lying, even if it is such an important thing as parting, she is just a little turtle with a special "delayed delivery", so her reply is quite perfunctory.

However, even with this very perfunctory answer, Sakura Mikan nodded in satisfaction, leaned against Imai Hotaru, and closed her eyes against the cool autumn wind blowing among the grapevines.

The plot described in the picture books when I was young is very simple, and now Mikan can probably only think of it as a story of "fairy fighting". "Descriptions like this are very consistent with the principle of different experiences and different hearts.

Closing the pages of the book with both hands, Hotaru Imai broke away from the memories, and carefully wiped the cover of the picture book, and put it in the list of donated books.

……

Enemy Alliance Headquarters.

The allforone on the screen looks neat even though its body is connected with life-sustaining equipment.The body that was once severely damaged by All Might, under the complex effects of multiple life support technologies and personality, allowed him to exchange information with his immediate subordinates in a "vigorous" manner.

"Black mist, what do you think?"

ALLFORONE asked.

My own boss can be said to be moody in a certain sense, so Hei Mist didn't speculate too much about the hidden meaning of this endless question, and honestly reported the enemy's alliance in the recent period. Trends:

"According to the intelligence of the group of guys who are engaged in scientific research, Xiongying High School will hold a camp in the forest of the hero department in two weeks' time, and Niigaragi plans to launch a surprise attack during this operation. If possible, I also want to win over as much as possible." Some students from the hero department came to join."

"Your thoughts?"

Allforone asked.

"It's much more mature than the last operation. This time, that boy Sigaraki has attracted many subordinates with powerful personalities."

Black Mist replied.

Seeing that the boss didn't reply, Hei Wu boldly asked the question he had always wanted to ask:

"In the future, those hands...I mean the ones on Sidangmu's body, do they still need to be updated?"

In other words, do we need to continue to increase?

What exactly are they used for? ——Although ALLFORONE said on the surface that the hand on Sikuomu's forehead came from his father's remains, he tried his best to make a part of the corpse into a specimen and then used it as a meaningless decoration, and then used it It is not like ALLFORONE's usual behavior to use it as a placebo for dead handle wood hangers.

That man never does anything that doesn't make sense.

ALLFORONE heard this question, and laughed with a hoarse voice that was already leaking. Even though his physical condition had to rely on the support of the maintenance device under the destruction of All Might, he could still hear that he was in a very happy mood at this time. .

"So this is the question I want to ask you, Black Mist, what do you think of those hands? ——As, as my subordinates who have followed me for some time, and my loyal servants."

"..."

Hei Wu thought about it seriously, but still felt a little dazed.Since the first time I saw the young dead handle wood, the child's body was like a dodder wrapped around a tree, pulling a few hands—or in other words, white gloves with unknown fillers.

He was indeed curious about this at the beginning, but if such curiosity is not answered for many years, it will eventually become flat and get used to it - after all, people in their business are too curious, and may even threaten themselves s life.

"……I don't know."

In the end, rather than making unreasonable speculations, Hei Wu honestly admitted his confusion.

ALLFORONE was silent for a moment, and no one spoke in the room for a while, leaving nothing but the noise of the old equipment, which made the atmosphere even more indistinguishable.

So long that it almost made Heiwu feel that ALLFORONE was looking at his own time through the screen - obviously he had already lost his eyesight, and he used the personality of ultrasonic positioning similar to bats to carry out space recognition - ALLFORONE finally reappeared speak out.

"Well, you've heard the story called "Journey to the West" from China, right?"

What he said was such a question that was wrong with the horse's mouth.

"Ah? Yes...but I only know the general idea."

Heiwu replied cautiously, not knowing that the other party suddenly mentioned this story that is basically familiar to most Japanese (although there may be different versions).

"——Heiwu, do you think that human mage can successfully and safely become Monkey King's master without the restraints bestowed by the gods?"

Allforone asked.

Black Mist: "This, uh, I don't think it should be possible."

Leaving aside the difference in personality and strength between the two, even Sun Wukong's self-proclaimed Monkey King must be... Wait, why am I serious about thinking about myths and legends here? !

ALLFORONE said in a leisurely manner: "Then, if you want to completely restrain a person with a strong enough ability, so that he can completely identify with his behavior and even his soul, do you think it is possible to do it only by relying on the golden hoop on his forehead?" ?”

Black mist: "I think, should, can't."

ALLFORONE: "Yeah, I think so too."

Subsequently, the communication was unilaterally interrupted.

In the empty bar hall, Hei Wu carefully smacked the words that ALLFORONE said several times in his heart. Although he didn't fully understand what it meant, the auspicious feathers that could be excavated from these words were still enough. It made him feel cold through the bones.

Although I don't know what kind of method it is, but from what ALLFORONE intentionally disclosed, it can be seen that those hands with different postures clinging to the body of the dead handle wood hanging like maggots on the tarsus must be ALLFORONE. In the mouth, it can become a golden hoop of restraint.

After a creaking sound of the old wooden door and the door frame rubbing against each other, Sigangmu pushed open the door of his room, saw the black fog alone in the hall, and stretched his waist, which was a little sore from improper sleeping position. .

Sigangmuhang: "What's wrong? Heiwu, did the teacher say something just now?"

Hei Mist stared fixedly at the new leader, his face blurred by the black mist because of his natural personality, he couldn't see any expression at all: "It's nothing serious, I just asked about the progress of the preparation for the next operation." How's it going?"

There was no fluctuation in Shigangmu's expression: "You answered truthfully, right?"

Hei Wu respectfully said: "Yes."

Dead Karaki: "That's good."

The wooden door was closed again, it seemed that this guy wanted to go back to sleep.Before turning around, Hei Wu saw that the dark circles under the lower eyelids of Sikuomu were already very serious. He originally wanted to say something, but facing the closed wooden door without hesitation, he finally stopped his thoughts of speaking.

After all, "that man" must have his own reasons for making such a judgment.

The dim light from outside penetrated into the room, projecting the slightly luminous door frame on the not-so-well-sealed wooden door.Dead Handwood lit up the phone's screen in the dark, and the latest chat prompt popped up on the startup interface.

[Sakura Satsuma: [Picture] [Picture] Senior Shibamura, let me tell you about the follow-up of Hosu City last time?These are the books we plan to donate to the elementary schools and kindergartens in Hosu City. I, Toda-kun and Koimai from the general department, initiated the initiative at the school, and we received - so many donations! ]

Shigangmu opened up the pictures received in the mobile phone, bundles of books were tied together, and there was a beautiful postcard on the top of each bundle, which marked the target school of donation, and used the beautiful The words of blessing for the children are written in the font.

The postcard paper is printed with the shading of the word UA of Xiongying High School. It is obviously a warehouse with not so good light. It is obviously not a commendable photography technique. The way those books and postcards are put together, they seem to be shining for no reason Hui.

"..."

Sigangmu let out a sigh of relief, seeing this scene made him feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart as if he wanted to vomit.What is the reason for such emotions, even he himself is not very clear.

[Shibamura: Oh. ]

Indifference.jpg.

It's a pity that there are simply too many friends with a cold attitude——Little Imai was like this at the beginning, so she didn't care about the attitude of the other party at all. She tapped the screen of the mobile phone with her fingers, and after pressing send, another long string of texts was sent. Dead Handwood has set up multiple anti-tracking means to receive mobile phones.

After all, as long as there is a response, rounding can be equated to reading the reply carefully and expecting to say more...probably.

[Sakura Satsuma: Moreover, I heard that the kindergarten where I practiced finally had a successful play!It's a pity that I couldn't help. I had always agreed to record a video for Xiao Yangyi and the others. I also practiced the basic operation of video and audio software for a long time, but I didn't even have time to reduce the noise...]

This time, Sakura Mikan didn't get any reply.The dead handle wooden hanger threw the phone out of his hand, hit the wall and fell to the ground, making two muffled beeps in succession.The specially made mobile phone probably took into account the moody and weird temper of the holder at the beginning. Both the corners and the screen are made extremely strong. Under this fall, the screen was unscathed.Sigangmu Diao glanced at the corner where the phone fell, the screen kept turning on, reminding "You have new messages to check", after ten seconds of no response, it went dark again.

"..."

Shigaraki pressed his temple, thinking that it would be better to concentrate on the next assault on the Hero Division.

Sakura Mikan waited for a while, guessing that the other party probably wouldn't reply, so she sent another emoji saying that she was going to prepare for the exam, senior bye, and closed the dialog box.And Hotaru Imai finished the tedious work of counting and entering the number of books, stretched out refreshed, and went to the public kitchen to drink lemonade—the original coffee machine had new functions after being upgraded .

Imai Hotaru: "Are you fishing for fish in the middle of the review?"

After all, he raised his chin and put it aside, the phone whose screen hadn't been completely turned off.

"Hey hey hey, just said a few words with the senior."

Mikan apologized, when facing Xiao Imai, there was always an illusion of being caught by the teacher.

Imai Hotaru rubbed the center of her brows, feeling that Mikan was still as uneasy as ever, and then took out her mobile phone and tapped a few times. Not long after, Katori Poli, who was holding her homework and looking forward to it, appeared at the door of the room.

"Let's go together. If there is anything you don't know, let's finish it together."

There are also many students in the hero department who are hurrying up to prepare for the exam. Baoli Baoli declined the invitation from her classmates to review together, but she stood up again with a troubled expression before reading the textbook for a long time.

Sakura Mikan: "Eh? Little Baoli, what's the matter? Haven't you all already declined?"

Kakudori Baoli: "No... I forgot that we still have practice exams. The exams will start as soon as school starts next Monday. The two-person team system is not very easy. I plan to practice more as a hero recently. that part of it!"

The girl with a pair of horns handed her mobile phone to Mikan and Hotaru Imai with a good temper. On the Hero Section of Xiongying Intranet, the content posted by an anonymous ID was caught by the students. The language site has always been on the top page.

[Anonymous: These scumbags from Class A!How many people were unable to participate in the dorm this time because they failed the course?Let us wait and see, hahahahaha! [taunt.jpg]]

Sakura Mikan: "..."

Hotaru Imai: "..."

There was an awkward silence, the silence is Cambridge tonight.

This string of "はははは" seems to be coming out of the screen. Although Hotaru Imai is not very familiar with it, Sakura Satsuma, who is only separated from Class 1-B of the Hero Department by a wall, has a look on his face. "I knew it was him" look.

Mikan looked at Kakudori, who nodded knowingly.

This kind of attitude of attacking Class 1-A by name and name, this kind of way of provoking directly on the intranet, although the students in Class B don't know everything, but it doesn't mean that she can't remember that there are quite a few of these students. A distinctive one.

Mikan judged dryly: "Student Wujian, right?"

Kakudori Polly nodded again.

Since they can be admitted to Xiongying with a very high deviation rate, and can successfully enter the most popular class hero department under many tests, then everyone in the hero department—although their performance is obviously different or not, most of them They can be regarded as dragons and phoenixes among people with very high self-esteem.Therefore, after this overly obvious provocation was released, all kinds of "radicals" replied and attacked. Satsuma glanced at it, and a forum ID that looked familiar was the first to start replying. The posture of saying "go to death" in the first sentence is also quite familiar to her.

Oops, that's not from Class A...

——It turns out that his ban has been lifted.

Therefore, the study meeting organized by Hotaru Imai changed from three people back to two, and Sakura Mikan honestly opened the exercise set again, and wrote one by one in order.

Koimai is not a good teacher with a gentle and patient attitude, so when Mikan has no questions to ask, she will not interfere too much with Mikan's own learning progress.At this time, the chief student of support class G was holding a stylus, and on the screen was a funny-looking prop like a glove puppet.

One end of the outer fleece fabric is nested with a huge horseshoe whose material cannot be seen in the computer for the time being. If the surface material is set to translucent, you can see that there is quite a complex structure under this huge glove puppet. power mechanism.After making adjustments in the details and saving all the project files, Hotaru Imai breathed a sigh of relief, and the screenshots were saved and released to the design group of the support department in one go.

——No matter how indifferent the personality is, the impulse to post pictures as a designer is inevitable.

There was a quick response in the group. Regarding the fact that the students have designed new support equipment, whether it is based on the idea of ​​learning and reference, or seeing how other people's design assignments are doing, everyone is very happy. Onlookers.

[Akai Toko: What the hell is this? ]

[Amiya Hotaru: The translucent skin can't see the interior clearly, but judging from this structure, why do I feel a bit bad...]

[Ikeda letter: Reconsideration, I also feel a little bad.It's against school rules. ]

[Imai Hotaru: No. [Smile.jpg]]

[Super Calculus Shenwei: I estimated the impact load by visual inspection. If the materials are all in the Hero general material library, then the impact force should not be particularly large. ]

[Ikeda Nobu: Your "not particularly big" refers to how big it is...]

[Super calculation power: It is slightly more than the level of an adult male punching with all his strength. After all, it is only the size of a hand-held puppet. It is impossible to stuff too many power sources into it. Both the energy itself and the material are limited. Given the output level of this design, it is still effective for girls to use for self-defense. If they fight with ordinary people hand-to-hand, they should be able to affect the opponent's mobility. ]

[Ikeda letter: ...]

[Akai Toko: ...]

Therefore, the school rule that support students are not allowed to design or manufacture offensive hero equipment without permission and without obtaining the support equipment designer qualification certificate has been trampled by the chief students of the three classes of FGH one by one. .

In the first week of school, the original and effective method of winding coils with bare hands and stepping on the school rules to make high-voltage electric batons aside, the supercomputers in class F and Amemiya also have some "inventions" in private. Harmless", but a work that repeatedly explores the edge of school rules.

[Imai Hotaru: What are you talking about, I just want to make a funny doll for my friends. [Smile.jpg]]

[Invention: I understand, I understand!Can I have a try when it's finished? !After all, it's a doll. ]

[Imai Hotaru: Of course, it's a doll after all. ]

[(private chat) Invention: Imai, your support equipment will use your personality when making it, right? ]

Imai Hotaru thought for a while, and it turned out that Famu was the most sensitive at this time, so she only sent an expression that showed inscrutable, so I won't repeat it too much.

The midterm exam came as scheduled amidst the different moods of everyone.

Although the process of answering the questions seemed to be scratching the head and entangled, in the end the mandarin still managed to float away with a very delicate score.When the results were announced, the worrying person sat in the front row and looked back slightly, and found that Sakura Mikan, who was originally a hero who passed the entrance line, was actually at the middle level this time. It seems that this guy has worked hard recently. .

After hearing the results, Mikan obviously breathed a sigh of relief. The whole person spread out on the table in an exaggerated posture, like a rubber toy that melted due to overheating in summer, and said in a low voice that it was fortunate that he passed.

"Sakura."

The student next to him poked Mikan, revealing an arm outside the table: "What are you going to do in summer vacation?"

Someone on the other side heard this question and seemed equally interested: "Yeah, do you have any plans for the holiday? I heard that Asahina-san is planning to organize everyone to go on a trip together. We have already made an appointment with four people. , how about Sakura, do you want to come?"

Facing the enthusiastic attack from the students on the left and right, apart from being relieved and "everyone has changed a lot from the hostile look at the beginning of the school", he also seemed a little entangled.In the past summers, I spent vacations with Imai, and I don't know if she has any other arrangements for this summer vacation...

"I, I'll go back and ask my friends! Can I give you an answer tomorrow?"

Tangerine replied.

"Oh, no problem, Asahina and the others plan to leave next week! The two-month summer vacation is super long, so if you want to do something else, do it first!"

Just thinking about how to discuss this matter with Imai after school, if she is interested, he can also invite her to come together, when a shadow covered Sakura Mikan's table.The surrounding voices were cut down by half immediately. After all, no one dared to offend this student bully in the class who obviously had sleepy eyes hanging all the time but had an evil look on his face.

Although he has the aura of a bad guy all over his body, he is still a well-deserved top student in Class 1-C - he has maintained excellent academic performance since the beginning of enrollment, whether it is the content of the written test, the results of the physical education class, or privately. Restricted courses such as the basics of heroes that he secretly taught himself.

Of course, there are also people who secretly slander "this is a wicked party with enough wit" and that's it.

But at this time, the top student, who was far away from the self-entertaining underachiever like Mikan, suddenly came to him, and the surrounding students looked different.Some girls blushed and made up strange scripts in their hearts, while more people looked at Mikan with a little worry, worried in their hearts that the girl might offend the boss somewhere.

"...Mr. Worrying?"

Sakura Mikan was also quite confused.

She has almost no personal relationship with the troublemaker, and the invalid personality as a passive skill can also ensure that she will not be brainwashed by the personality of the troublemaker, so the only thing left in her mind is Confuse.

"Hey, it's that one, Mr. Aizawa from Class 1-A asked me to tell you something."

The worrying person coughed lightly, and he himself was not very good at dealing with this kind of girl who was really "very girly".

"After the dorm in the hero department is over—ah, you probably don't know, the hero department will go out to live for a week after the exam. I don't know the exact location, but it's a practice every year."

"——After the camp is over, the teacher who erased the head wants to talk to you about [nullification]."

Until returning to the dormitory, Sakura Mikan still maintained a dazed expression as if her soul was out of her body.Mr. Aizawa, erase the heads?After all, she didn't know him at all.And no matter what, the head teacher of the hero department can establish contact with him, it is simply...

——Isn’t it a superficial relationship that requires one-sided signatures?

Sakura Mikan, who struggled for a long time without coming to any conclusion, immediately forgot about "negotiating to go out with Ko Imai". As soon as she got back to the apartment, she rushed towards Imai Hotaru who was looking at the laptop .

"Ah, Imai, I have a question I want to ask you—"

Then, it was empty.

Hotaru Imai stood up quite skillfully but indifferently, and misplaced her position, causing Mikan Sakura to pounce on the soft chair cushion.

Tangerine: "..."

Mikan: "Hey little Imai, you must not love me anymore."

Hotaru Imai said coldly, "Say something quickly."

Sakura Mikan: "That's right, Shinsao from our class sent me a message that Mr. Aizawa from Class 1-A wants to talk to me about personality after the students in his class go out to sleep together..."

Imai Hotaru, who was originally maintaining a cold expression, finally calmed down after hearing the words "hero department, teacher, personality".

"what did he say?!"

Mikan: "So Imai, you are also very surprised, right! I never thought that the teacher of the hero department would have anything to do with me. When Xinsao told me about it, I was shocked! It’s right to invalidate the personality, but isn’t erasing the magnetic head triggering the personality through ‘visual lock’? It’s not the same as me...”

Hotaru Imai didn't listen to the second half of the rambling, the alarm bells were ringing in her mind, partly because she was worried about whether the silly girl Mikan was fooled by her classmates, after all, campus bullying is not much in Xiongying Seeing that it is possible after all, the other part is thinking quickly, what is the reason that can make that Mr. Erasing Magnetic Head interested in mandarin oranges.

"Probably, students who are also in the hero department can understand more?"

Seeing that Hotaru Imai couldn't make a decision for a while, Mikan thought for a while, then tilted her head and suggested.However, the number of Hero Science students she knew was quite limited. After she went out to inquire about it, the little Baoli she knew the most, as an overseas student, didn't know much about this erasing head, or even most of the heroes in Japan.

"May I ask my classmates again for you? After all, Mr. Wujian gave me a lot of good advice on many issues!"

Kakutori suggested.

Hotaru Imai: "..."

In every sense, this sentence is full of slots.Although she is far away from Class B, since seeing the provocative gesture of that Monoga classmate in the hero department forum, anyone's first reaction must be that Baoli suffered from the language barrier and was fooled.

Sakura Mikan also took this very seriously, and said a little bit tangled: "Well, this, I will