[My English] It's not a problem if you can communicate with your fists

Days passed by, and the sleepover in the woods finally came.

If conditions permit, I really want to refuse this group activity. Anyway, it's just training, and it's the same wherever you go.To be precise, there are not many training places better than Yuki's dojo.

Bai was very excited.She doesn't seem to participate in such activities very much, so she seems a little overreacted. The night before the departure, I would receive a call from her every one or two hours. People will think you are too delicate", "Niu Xu, do you think it is more appropriate for me to bring a few sets of clothes" and so on.

To be honest, I don't think I really need to bring anything except a change of clothes and combat uniform.

It's enough to think about this kind of thing in your heart, saying it will only dampen Bai's interest.

So on the morning of departure, I only brought a few sets of clothes, put the utility knife in my pocket and went out.

By the time we got to the assembly point, everyone else had already arrived.Li Ri excitedly yelled "Josuke", and Kami Ming and Ashido followed her, making them look like circus monkeys.

"Is their mood too high..." I put my hands in the pockets of the school uniform and watched the three people playing monkeys expressionlessly, "I have already said that it is personality strengthening training. Will you be disappointed?"

Although I haven't taken a class in the hero department, I have also heard a little about what kind of style Xiongying's hero department is.All in all, it's best not to think about a relaxing holiday when you go to the hero department.

"Nyuu is too calm," Bai replied with a smile, "Isn't it normal to be happy to participate in group activities?"

I looked back at her smiling face as usual, "Ah, you've calmed down too."

Bai was silent for a while, "... yes... I'm really sorry for the gaffe last night..." Her voice sounded a little depressed, as if she was really introspecting.

"...No, I didn't care—"

"What, what! Someone in class A needs tutoring? That means someone failed the final exam?" A blond boy in a summer uniform jumped out of nowhere, and the words from his mouth burst out like a machine gun, "It's so strange, so strange ! Isn’t Class A much better than Class B?”

The air froze for a moment.

I can feel the despair in the hearts of several people who were announced by Mr. Aizawa to fail.

But then again, the chirping of cicadas in summer is already noisy enough, and there are still people making noise here.Although his noisy content has nothing to do with me, I just feel a little uncomfortable.

I took two steps forward, and amidst the screams of "Ah, Yuuki, calm down and don't twist the car" from the students in class A, I stretched out my hand and patted the blond boy's shoulder with a blank expression. Said in a very kind tone.

"If you say one more word, I will consider tearing your mouth apart."

The already heavy air seemed even heavier.

My intuition told me that the person in front of me would not just give up the ridicule and even come to mock me. However, when I was ready to twist his mouth, the girl with the side ponytail quickly ran over. Facing me, she slapped the boy on the top of the head with a hand knife, and then she stood up straight and apologized to all the students in Class A: "I'm sorry!"

"whispering sound."

I put my hands back into my pockets, and walked slowly back to Bai, feeling a sense of regret that I didn't succeed in beating up that kid.

"Yuki, did you feel regretful just now?" Kirishima complained with a distorted expression, "There must be!"

"I'm really sorry," I lifted my chin and tilted my head to look at Kirishima's face, "Why don't you fight me for him?"

"...I'll let it go!"

The red-haired boy stepped back suddenly, as if he had some deadly virus on me.

See, I knew it was.

The voice of class leader Iida suddenly rang out: "The bus of class A is here, line up according to the seat order!"

"Ah, it's time to get on the bus." I picked up the small bag on the ground and threw it on my shoulder, with my left hand still in the pocket of my school uniform. "According to the seating order... I should be the last one, right?"

There was a scolding voice from behind, "Nyuu, you are like a boy, you have to carry your luggage carefully".

After getting on the bus, I chose a place in the corner and sat down, because I hadn't been assigned a seat yet, and Mr. Aizawa didn't ask me to sit according to the seat number, so I just turned a blind eye and passed by.

It was very noisy in the car.Some people were eating snacks and some were chatting. Iida tried his best to stand upright and maintain order, but his struggle seemed futile in the face of the students' high emotions.

I yawned.

To be honest, I don't really like buses, which are crowded with many people and closed. Even if the air conditioner is turned on, the car is still full of the heat caused by too many people.

"I always feel that you are not excited at all, Yuuki," Sero, who was sitting in front of me, looked out and talked to me, "You are so old, you should act like a high school student once in a while!"

"I think my performance is very high school student." I propped my head on my palms, and replied to his accusations one after another, and then barely fell asleep, "I still think your performance is the same as that of kindergarten children. "

"On this point, you and Bakugou are surprisingly similar."

Sero sighed.

The corners of my eyes twitched, and I raised my voice subconsciously, "...do you have any dissatisfaction with me?"

The black-haired boy was taken aback by my reaction, "Huh?"

"Who wants to be the same as that naive bastard!"

After the words fell, the young man sitting in front of Sero with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, stood up with a distorted face and raised his hand towards this side. I could see the dazzling fire bursting out from the other's palm, "Bean sprouts, who are you calling childish?" ah!"

I looked at his paws expressionlessly, "I'll talk about whoever answers!"

Bakugo jumped up, obviously planning to smack me in the face with his blast.However, he forgot that there was a homeroom teacher on this bus, so before touching my face, the blond boy was depersonalized by Aizawa-sensei and forcefully pulled back to the seat.

The squad leader's yelling "Don't stand up from your seat" has not completely stopped, making the already chaotic scene even more chaotic.

I ignored Bakugou, raised my hand and said loudly to Mr. Aizawa who was about to say something.

"Ms. Aizawa, I didn't do anything, so this is not a fight!"

Just kidding, this time Bakugo rushed over first, I don't want to be punished with him.

But to be honest, sometimes when I see Bakugo's cat-like reaction, I think it's kind of cute...?

The head teacher choked on my preemptive speech.He looked at me for a few more seconds, and after I put on an innocent expression, the black-haired young man withdrew his gaze, with a look of "then let's just pretend nothing happened".

Sero seemed frightened by the failed confrontation between me and Bakugo, the black-haired boy shrank back to his seat in despair, and continued to look out the window with Oshiro who was sitting with him.

That's why I said that your performance is the same as that of kindergarten children...

The author has something to say:

Hostess: What dissatisfaction do you have with me? You actually said that I am the same as Bakugo!

Sero: I'm not I don't have...

Kajiang: Bean sprouts, do you TM want to fight!

ps In fact, the Bohao faction has already started assisting, but the heroine is only thinking about fighting and didn't notice it, and because of the heroine's sentence "I'm more interested in Green Valley than you" temporarily dispelled the idea of ​​throwing a straight ball