Personality is secondary disease

In the surveillance video, everyone was amazed by the two gorgeous killer moves released by Bahua.But looking carefully, the thin figure who had been trying his best to dodge and wait for an opportunity to attack, after releasing two ultimate moves, his figure faltered for a moment.

"This growth rate... is really amazing!"

"Eight Flower Sauce, Skuoyi!"

"Yeah, yes, I was able to gain the upper hand under the situation where Mr. Hong was fighting with all his strength... But it's a pity that I didn't see the result~"

"Yeah, but I'm afraid the training ground will be razed to the ground..."

Bakugo folded his arms and leaned on one side, listening to their discussion with lowered eyes.Undercurrents surged in the red eyes, and finally he let out a soft snort and slowly left the monitoring room.

"Tch, that stupid woman..." The noisy discussion was isolated in the monitoring room, and in the empty corridor, a low curse broke the silence.

"Student Baoduo."

Bahua hung his head, and had just walked out of the training ground weakly, when a loud booming voice chased him up from behind.

There was still frost on his clear face, and half of his arms were covered with chills, but a pair of strange-colored eyes shone with excitement, and there was no frustration at all, but an inexplicable fighting spirit burning inside.

"Ok?"

Due to the continuous use of two nirvana moves, Bahua's body seemed unable to support this high-intensity continuous power output, reaching a certain "limit" and her limbs were weak, relying on her only will to support her to go out.

But looking at Hong in turn, it seems that except for the slight trembling of his arms, there is no abnormality in the rest.

This is probably the gap with the strong.

If you continue, the final result can be imagined.

"The second move just now..." Boom's voice lacked his usual calmness, but with unconcealable excitement, Bahua saw the word "fighting spirit" from his bright eyes, which was the same as that in the arena just now. look exactly the same.

Bright scares her.

This also made her clearly aware that she seemed to be gradually becoming the target of these strong men.

"It's [Meteor Volcano], a different person from the same movie as [Ice Age]. I'll show it to you next time." Bahua managed to pull a smile.

I'm so tired, it's hard to even speak.

Why has it never felt so exhausting before?It seems that I still need to go back and explore it...

Where is the limit of one's physical function, where is the critical point?How many killer moves can be made?

"... Baoduo, you..." After leaving the arena for a few minutes, Hong returned to his original calm state. When he noticed Bahua's weak voice and fluffy steps, he couldn't help frowning.

"No...it's nothing. Maybe I had too much fun just now... I lost my strength..." After walking two more steps, Bahua finally couldn't hold on anymore, and slowly leaned against a nearby wall, drawing a Pale smile.

"..."

Looking at Ba Hua who was pale but still holding on, he was silent for two seconds, then sighed softly, strode up to her and knelt down in front of her, "Come up, I'll carry you to the healing girl."

"No... no need..." Bahua pulled the corners of her lips, her voice was weak, and she couldn't even lift her hands.

"..." After waiting for two seconds, seeing that she had no intention of coming up, he got up and picked her up.

Before he could exclaim in surprise, he was suppressed by a clear voice above his head, "It's not facing the enemy, so don't hold on."

"...Troublesome classmates."

His powerful arms supported Bahua's thin body steadily, probably because of the skills he had just used, the warmth and coldness of his arms passed through the fabric.

"Student Baoduo really surprises me every time." He walked very steadily and quickly, even with her in his arms, he breathed very evenly, "Your moves let me see myself clearly, really It's not far away."

"...It's not mine, it can only be regarded as borrowed by me." Bahua raised his eyes and glanced at the sharp jaw line, and sighed inaudibly, "I probably didn't even show half of his power .”

"No, you've done a good job." He glanced down at Bahua, who was a little frustrated, and then looked forward again, with a firm tone, "In our world, no one else has it, but you have it, and only you have it." can have."

He seems to be able to foresee how much impact it will have when Bahua is fully trained.

Before Bahua could hear the words clearly, she fell into a drowsy sleep.

Hong hugged Bahua and walked around the corner, and saw Baohao leaning on the wall on the other side of the corner.

When he saw two people, he frowned slightly, lifted his chin slightly, and then fixed his eyes on the pale sleeping girl, "Hey, so careless?"

The hoarse voice pierced the quiet air. Although the words used sounded bad, the tone was softer.

The inaudible brows were also frowned, "At the beginning, everyone has times when they are not clear about their own "limits". "

"Heh, you are very clear?" Baohao narrowed his red eyes and his voice was deep, "An idiot is an idiot, he doesn't know what to do."

After finishing speaking, he glanced coldly at the two of them, turned around sharply, and waved his hand towards the air, "Hurry up and find the healing girl, lest I never wake up again."

"..."

Classmate Bao Hao came here specially... to mock?

Hong looked away from the unruly back, tightened his arms, and continued to walk quickly to the infirmary.

*

"Hypoglycemia." The healing girl came to a conclusion after doing a series of examinations for Bahua.

"Hypoglycemia? But Sansan, when I entered the school for the physical examination, all the indicators were normal." Hearing the healing girl's conclusion, Bahua frowned slightly, but still couldn't figure out why.

"It may be related to your own personality." The healing girl put down the pen in her hand and looked up at Bahua, "The side effects of personality. The more you use your personality, the faster the sugar in your body will be lost. To put it simply In other words, your tipping point is the amount of sugar in your body."

"Hypoglycemia...is it because of two big moves in a row, so the blood sugar supply in the body is not enough, so the hands and feet are weak and drowsy?"

This is really... the first time I heard of it.

"Yes, so pay special attention when using personality in the future."

"Should I bring some candy for the actual battle after that?" The one who asked was Hong, who had been quietly standing aside and listening carefully just now, and didn't ask until he understood the general situation, "Or are there any special supplements? ?”

"Drinks and candies are fine. I usually prepare them by myself." The healing girl glanced at Hong, and then continued to record something, "Girls should pay more attention to their bodies. Of course, as a boyfriend, you can't be so negligent. Hypoglycemia is serious, but Very dangerous!!"

"..."

"???"

Where is the misunderstanding again?

"No... no, Sansan..." Bahua tried to explain something at a loss, but was turned back by an extremely ambiguous look from the healing girl.

"Hey, the teacher understands everything. Back then, when the teacher was your age..."

"..."

Bahua talked helplessly, then looked at Hong in embarrassment, and thanked him in a low voice amidst the healing girl's endless recollection of the past, "Thank you, classmate Hong... you can go back first."

This kind of misunderstanding in this situation is really embarrassing.

It's better to send people away quickly.

Fortunately, Hong nodded cooperatively, then quietly got up and left.

Ah... In this way, things are really a little troublesome.

Bahua lay on her back on the bed, staring at the glucose dripping into her veins bit by bit.

Unleashing the personality leads to a depletion of sugar in the body.

Therefore, one's own personality is not just as simple as using someone else's.You also need to improve your own physical fitness to better match the high-consuming output.

So... the future training plan needs to be adjusted again...

"Hey, stupid woman," a hoarse and violent voice pulled Bahua back from her thoughts, and when she turned her head, she saw Bakugou standing at the door against the light.From the sound, he seemed very unhappy.

"Are you an idiot? Or is it fun to be brave?" He still had a villainous tone, tough and ironic.

But Bahua only saw that it was awkward.

Came all the way here just to complain about her as a patient?

Classmate Baohao is really dishonest...

Otherwise it is true, the brain circuit is clear.

"It's just hypoglycemia..." Her voice sounded weak because of her weakness, and her face was so pale that it would shatter at the touch of it.

"Cut. Who cares what's wrong with you. If you don't feel well, just lie down. Someone will send you homework at night." Baohao raised his eyelids, scanned Bahua, and made sure that she had no serious problems. , just turned around and left with a light snort.

So this is tsundere?Or do you dislike honesty?

Talking about who cares about you, you still have to come and see in person?

Talking about who cares about you, and finding someone to deliver homework?

What is going on in the mind of a person like Bakugo?

Bahua couldn't help being curious.

A pink-haired boy in a certain classroom: He seems to have heard some strange request?