[Woying] The days when Xiongying was a teacher

"Actually, as early as three years ago, I felt that Kazama-san was different from other students."

In the principal's office of Xiongying High School, the principal Nezu looked at Mari Kazama who was sitting across from him flipping through the teacher's employment contract, and smiled, "My premonition was not wrong."

Mari Kazama gave a vague "huh", picked up a pen to sign at the end of the contract, and handed it back to Principal Nezu.

Her face was pale, her eyes were hazy, and the dark circles under her eyes were clearly visible. Even though she was dressed neatly, she couldn't hide her fatigue, as if she had been running for days without rest, and her whole body was extremely depressed.

Principal Nezu took the contract in her hand. The signature on it was scrawled and sharp, which was almost exactly the same as the handwriting three years ago. This made him show a friendly smile again, and stretched out his claws to Kazama Mari: "Then, now We officially welcome Kazama-san to join Heisha."

"Hmm..." Kazama Mari stared at his white, fluffy paws, as if it took him a long time to react, he stretched out his hand to hold it.

"You're so cute," she said.

"Kazama-san is also very beautiful, I believe you will become an excellent hero teacher."

After Principal Nezu finished speaking, he felt Kazama Mari's hand rubbing against his paws, his smile remained unchanged, and he just asked: "There is a rest room next door, Kazama-san, do you want to take a break, you look very tired .”

"No, thank you." Kazama Mari politely refused, and after hearing his voice, she reluctantly let go of the fluffy in her hand.

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when I came out of the principal's office.

When Mari Kazama came, she didn't eat breakfast, and missed lunch. Now her complexion has turned pale, and even her usual bright blond hair has dimmed a bit. Principal Nezu followed her, his fluffy face full of guilt.

"Kazama-san's views on society are quite forward-looking. Although it can't be called far-sighted, it is better than most of the human beings I have seen. It is really rare... What's more, Kazama-san is so young. Can't help but look forward to your future."

Mari Kazama stared blankly ahead, as if she was about to leave her body, wondering if she heard Principal Nezu's praise.

"I didn't expect to talk for so long, and I didn't notice the time. I'm so sorry." Principal Nezu couldn't help but suggest: "I remember Aizawa has a special energy drink, if necessary—"

"No, no need, thank you!" Kazama Mari quickly interrupted him, breaking away from the decadent state. "Please don't let me hear that name."

"OK."

Principal Nezu was amused by Mari Kazama's reaction, and felt unkind when he saw her miserable appearance, so he changed the subject and began to persuade: "School has not started yet, and cooking heroes take apprentices to Tokyo to participate in a food competition. The vending machines are not replenished, so there is really nothing to eat."

"Even if you say that, I won't eat his food." Mari Kazama said firmly, "I'd rather spend 10 minutes walking outside the school to buy the natto ball I hate the most."

"Unfortunately, that natto ball was closed a year ago. It seems that many people hate it as much as Kazama-san."

"..." Kazama Mari, "Oh."

"So, do you want to?"

"……All right."

The resulting faint awkwardness is nothing compared to hunger.

Mari Kazama decided to follow Principal Nezu into the teacher's office of the Hero Department.

The teacher's office of the Hero Department is spacious and bright. Opposite the main entrance is a huge glass curtain wall. The sunlight passes through the glass wall without hindrance, occupying the indoor tables, chairs and spacious aisles.

The glass wall makes it impossible to see what’s inside from the outside, so those who don’t come to the teacher’s office often will never imagine that this is a place that can easily make people feel better just by looking at it.

Mari Kazama walked through the second aisle inside, and saw a familiar yellow sleeping bag in a familiar position.

Headmaster Nezu jumped between the sleeping bag and onto the black chair in front of the desk, just enough to open the top drawer of the desk.

"Yoshi!" Principal Nezu made a cheerful voice, "There are still three boxes. Does Kazama-san like peach flavor?"

Mari Kazama didn't answer, staring down at the bulging sleeping bag, feeling a little bad.

Then, the sleeping bag moved under Kazama Mari's gaze.

Principal Nezu also lowered his head.

The sleeping bag continued to move, then turned over, revealing a black head.

"Yo."

The black head glanced at Principal Nezu, then turned to look at Mari Kazama, showing a nasty smile: "I haven't seen you for three years, you are even more embarrassed than before."

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Mari Kazama stepped on the yellow sleeping bag and turned to ask Nezu: "What is this dirty and smelly thing? Can I throw it out of the window?!"

As he spoke, he stomped hard.

"How could such a strange creature appear in Xiongying, it must have slipped in from an unknown place, it's better to throw it out quickly!!!"

"Kazama-san calm down, this is your former homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa!"

"I don't have such a dull head teacher!"

"I have never taught such an impolite student."

The two denied one after another, and the tacit reaction caused a drop of cold sweat to slide down Principal Nezu's forehead.

By the time Aizawa Shouta crawled out of his sleeping bag, Mari Kazama, who had just said not long ago that he would rather go out to eat natto balls, had already finished his three boxes of drinks.

Aizawa Shouta sighed inwardly, found the last two chocolate bars from the energy drink drawer and handed them to her.

"Ugly rejection." Kazama Mari said.

"Huh?" Aizawa Shouta narrowed his eyes immediately.

Mari Kazama felt guilty, and took the chocolate bar uncontrollably.

"It seems that the two get along very well." Principal Nezu raised his paw to express his happiness, "Principal, I am really pleased."

Kazama Truth: "..."

Where do you see that you get along very well? ? ?

"By the way, why is Aizawa in the office?" Principal Nezu asked.

"I happened to be dealing with a case nearby, so I'll come over to catch up on sleep after it's over," Aizawa Shouta replied.

The teachers of the hero department are all professional heroes, and so is Aizawa Shouta, so even during school holidays, a certain amount of hero activities will be arranged.

"Didn't you realize that you are the only teacher who will show up at the school during this period of time?" Mari Kazama bit a chocolate bar, taunting the single dog, consciously winning the round.

Aizawa Shouta pretended not to hear.

He bent down to roll up the sleeping bag and put it away. Kazama Makoto looked at him in a state of indifference, and snorted. He was heard by Principal Nezu. The principal's small eyes rolled back and forth between the two of them, and suddenly "" Ah" out loud.

"I remembered."

Principal Nezu jumped off Aizawa Shota's office chair, walked lightly through the aisle, tables and chairs, arrived at a cabinet, took out a magnetic card and a bunch of keys, and handed them back to Aizawa Shota.

"This is Kazama-san's access card and key. Please Aizawa take her to the life department to register." Principal Nezu said solemnly.

"Principal, I still have important things to do, so I will leave first."

"??!"

Mari Kazama looked at the back of the principal who was leaving quickly, dumbfounded.

Always feel something is wrong.

After thinking for two seconds, she decided to reject the principal's arrangement.

"I can go by myself."

"No hurry." Aizawa Yuta leaned on his desk, shaking the magnetic card in his hand, "Explain first, the teacher's permit for hero science? Huh?"

Kazama Mari quickly straightened her waist: "Yes, I am now Xiongying's specially-appointed teacher."

"The student who was dismissed by you and considered hopeless has become the number one hero school teacher in Japan!"

"Do you have any comments? Xiang, Ze, Lao, Teacher?"

Aizawa Shota paused with a listless expression, lowered his head slightly, and stared at Mari Kazama steadfastly.

Kazama Mari looked back without showing any weakness.

The afternoon sun came out of the clouds, instantly dyeing everything in sight with warm colors. In Aizawa Shouta's eyes, only Mari Kazama was behind the light, and her figure was blurred. However, her green eyes were It seems to be more dazzling than the sun at this time.

Aizawa Shouta's eyes flickered, and he took the lead to look away.

"No comment at the moment," he said.

"Then give me the card." After Kazama Mari finished speaking, she felt particularly imposing.

Of course Aizawa Shouta didn't give it.He thought for a while, and felt that he couldn't give the young girl in front of him a chance to be proud, so he asked another question: "Do you have a license to be a hero?"

"..." Kazama Truth.

not at all.

"I understand." Aizawa Xiaota showed an exaggerated smile.

"No one stipulates that you have to be a hero to be a teacher, right?" Mari Kazama stared at him unconvinced.

"Of course not," Aizawa Yuta said, "but I'd love to ask, okay?"

"No, no, no, I won't accompany you."

Kazama Mari was talking about it.

Angrily, she crumpled up the wrapper of the chocolate bar and threw it in the trash with her hands up.

behavior of small children.Aizawa Yuta glanced sideways and commented in his heart.

However, Kazama Truth suddenly said "Hey".

The moment the package bag dumpling hit the trash can, she had rushed to Aizawa Shouta, and snatched the magnetic card and key from his hand.

Her movements were so fast that there was only an afterimage left, Aizawa Shouta didn't seem to react, still holding the hand holding the magnetic card.This made Kazama Mari couldn't help but show him the same nasty smile:

"I didn't expect it?"

The young girl who was close at hand smiled brightly, even the thick dark circles under her eyes couldn't stop the sarcasm on her face.

"Ms. Ben is going to start a great career as a teacher. Goodbye Aizawa-sensei!"

She imitated Aizawa Shouta's previous appearance, shaking the magnetic card in her hand, and walked past Aizawa Shouta lightly.

The golden hair seems to glow in the sun, and her mood is so bright.

The exhaustion and hunger were swept away, and even the footsteps became brisk.

This is probably the refreshment of shame.

The corners of Kazama Mari's mouth raised.

Seeing her happy figure, Aizawa Shouta also smiled.

"very good."

"But I have to remind you that it's the holiday period, and there is no one on duty in the life department."

"Moreover, the pass in your hand is of a special type with extremely high authority, and you need the code and personal password of the on-the-job hero teacher to register the ID."

"Oh, I have to thank you for what you said earlier. Let me find out that the hero teacher who can appear in the school at this time—"

"just me."

The author has something to say:

One:

Aizawa Shouta: Please

two:

Single Dog's Revenge.

Definitely the single dog's revenge.

As single dogs, why should they hurt each other?

three:

Later, Kazama Mari felt that this might be the principal's punishment for touching her claws quietly.

The high-standard brain should not be underestimated.