[Woying] The days when Xiongying was a teacher

After staying in the hospital for two days, Mari Kazama's personality gradually recovered, and no sequelae were detected for the time being. Bressant, who came to visit, bypassed the sight of the hot bull king and took Mari Kazama out to play.

This feeling of sneaking out to play under the supervision of the parents is quite novel to Kazama Mari.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"Didn't you say you wanted to buy a TV?" Bressant opened the car door for her and stuffed her into the passenger seat, "I'll take you there today."

"Ah, yes..." Kazama Mari almost forgot about it.

And I was so busy some time ago that I didn't have time to watch TV.

Bressant started the car, caught a glimpse of Kazama Mari's unnatural expression, and pretended to ask casually, "What are you thinking?"

Because the closed space inside the car became a little uncomfortable, Mari Kazama quickly shook her head: "It's nothing."

She saw Bressant next to her. He didn't wear a hero costume today, and his long hair didn't stand up high. Instead, he tied a low ponytail behind his head and wore gold-rimmed round-frame glasses. He looked like street art youth.

Looking at her like this, he laughed, and suddenly wondered how he, who usually had his hair up high, got in the car.

"I..." Bressant coughed lightly, "Actually, I have something to tell you."

"Ah?" Kazama Mari was puzzled.

Seeing the slight smile in her brows, Bressent felt a disturbance in her throat, and the words she made up her mind to say sank and sank, tumbling in her heart several times, becoming more and more bitter, never good again. Open your mouth.

His unusual quietness made Kazama Mari feel the heaviness of the topic, and he straightened up involuntarily.

"Truth," Bressant held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and subconsciously slowed down the car. "You may not know that every student in the Hero Department is the focus of the school's attention."

"Every year, no matter whether someone wants to transfer from the general department, or... the staff changes related to the hero department, other teachers must be notified."

Mari Kazama realized what he was saying, and her smile stiffened.

Looking at Bressant's expressionless face, she lowered her head.

The unsmooth air in the car made her dizzy uncontrollably.

It was like returning to the night when I just learned that I would be expelled from school.

Coldness came from all directions, and she raised her hands and hugged her arms tightly.

Bressant's voice seemed to be like a torrential rain in her memory, pouring down on her head, washing away her thoughts.

The person who has maintained close contact with me for three years and cared for me... acquiesced in Aizawa Shouta's handling of his withdrawal from school, and became an accomplice in causing my long-standing nightmare...

Bressent took a look at her, and continued with a firm heart: "When I received the email notification from Eraserhead, I was thinking, how wonderful this is, if you don't become a hero, you won't be hurt."

"That's good, really good."

"As teachers, we sort out a list of deaths every year. Sometimes we suddenly find out about a student's death on HN, or receive a notification of someone's funeral... I don't want you to suddenly appear in those names. of."

The car was quiet, and Bresant breathed lightly, and the time suddenly became longer, just like the footage of a movie was suddenly slowed down several times, and the extended time made people feel so anxious that they wanted to suffocate.

He waited for a long time before hearing Kazama Mari ask:

"Are adults so self-righteous and nice to others?"

"It's annoying, isn't it?"

Bressant smiled self-deprecatingly, and the laughter was a little more difficult.

"But I do think so."

"In the beginning, you wanted to be a hero because your parents were both heroes, Eraserhead is also a hero, and you still teach at Xiongying, so there is no reason for you not to be a hero, is there?"

Kazama Mari clenched her hands unconsciously.

"Actually, I can see that there is another reason that makes you desperately want to be a hero. You work so hard, you work harder than most of the students I have seen.

At that time, you even dismissed All Might.Because you think that only by becoming the most powerful hero can you gain attention, and more people can hear your voice and understand your thoughts-the bill restricting others from using personality is extremely unreasonable. This is not an individual small probability event, personality It has widely existed in society and integrated into life, so everyone's personality should be fully utilized..."

"I'm not saying it's a bad idea, it's just..."

Bressant's voice slowed down: "If you do this...don't you trample on the ground the efforts of all those who are earnestly abiding by social rules and trying their best to maintain them?"

"If according to your original idea, everyone can freely use their individuality in public, wouldn't it be the greatest disrespect to those who are desperately suppressing themselves not to use their individuality?"

Kazama Mari suddenly raised his head.

She never knew Bracent thought so.

Is this the real reason why he acquiesced in being expelled?

"What's the difference between doing this and being an enemy?" Bressant sighed, "Even if your original intention is good...I can't agree with you."

Kazama Mari opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say a lot, but in the end it turned into a sentence: "I see."

While waiting for the traffic light, Bressant reached up and rubbed her head.

"The more repressed, the greater the contradictions will be, and the more social problems will be caused, and sooner or later it will explode." Bressant said, "I don't actually understand these things, and I don't care about them. They are all Eraserhead told me."

"He, at the beginning, he found out that you had such thoughts and said that you have grown up. He was really happy, but later, we found that your approach was too extreme..."

"He often said that as much order exists in the society, the organizational ability behind it is as strong as the organization behind it. I don't really understand what he means by this, but I also have my own thoughts..."

Mari Kazama looked at him intently and listened carefully, giving Bressant the illusion that she was listening to her lecture.

He froze for a moment before remembering what he was going to say.

"At that time, I thought... If this is your goal, it might be more suitable to leave Xiongying."

"Even without Xiongying, you can achieve what you want to do, in a gentler way. Easier, safer, without getting hurt, and without death threats, you can do what you want thing."

"Whether you want to be a star or a politician, you will never be like a hero. The longer you go, the more danger you will encounter."

But... Kazama Mari still became Xiongying's teacher. When he heard that USJ was attacked, Bressant once again understood what is impermanence.

Life will never go steadily and steadily according to people's wishes.

Going around like this, three years have passed, and Kazama Mari came back after a long circle, and she still wants to become a hero.

"I've often wondered these two days," Bressant said, "if you had stayed in Xiongying, would you have become a hero like other students? A different life."

She still ran into danger, and did a better job than many professional heroes.

This made Bresant couldn't help thinking: If she had stayed in Xiongying back then, she would definitely have become a hero, although she would still be injured or even face death...

but……

That is……

A life that is brighter and more brilliant than it is now...

"Although I don't think I did anything wrong," Bressant said softly, stopping the car, "I'm sorry, I'm really... sorry..."

It has been so long, and I can still hear an apology from an unexpected person. Makoto Kazama is not as excited as I imagined, but feels empty in my heart.

Bressant put his hands on the steering wheel and didn't move. The dim light of the parking lot made him look a little depressed.

Mari Kazama looked down at her palm, and said nothing, as if she was in a silent confrontation with Bressant.

Time seems to have passed for a long time.

Kazama Mari suddenly asked: "He...does he think so too?"

"Huh? Did you say Eraserhead?" Bressant recalled. "I don't know either. I thought you had already asked him."

Having said all he wanted to say, Bressant heaved a sigh of relief.

Adults like him are not very good at expressing their inner thoughts.Trying to confess his feelings is the biggest test for him.

Kazama Mari may never understand how much courage it took him to say those words.

"I don't know if your thoughts are still the same as before," he paused, "but... I'm glad you can return to Xiongying."

"I'm happy, really, really happy."

I can see you like this now.

really happy.

Kazama Mari did not speak.

Bressant sat for a long time before breaking the silence: "We're here."

Mari Kazama moved her body a little uneasily.

Even though she was expelled from school, Bresant still kept in close contact with her, and she cared so much for her after returning to Xiongying. She asked slowly: "Mr. Mike...is it because of guilt that he treats me so well?"

"Of course not, I like it, I like Sister Truth very much." Bressant said with a fever on his face, and he was thankful that she was now lowering her head and couldn't see it.

He still believes that the choices he made back then were not wrong.

Back then, she was really too extreme, as if someone was inducing her, no matter what method she used, she couldn't get her back on track.

Now that I think about it, dropping out of school... is a bit like a slap in the face.

However, if you have to say something about guilt, it’s better to say that you only have it now...

"Come on, let's get out of the car and go shopping."

Before Mari Kazama could respond, Bressant quickly opened the car door and walked out.

Although he often receives confessions from various channels, he has never had a serious relationship with people, nor has he confessed carefully. His reaction after speaking out was unexpectedly great.

He also understood that Kazama Mari didn't understand what kind of liking he said.

After all, it was too unexpected.

Bressant himself was surprised that he would like Kazama Mari, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Just fell in love with it so naturally.

Walking out of the parking lot, Makoto Kazama saw Milin Kamui grab the child who was almost knocked into the fountain.

After the Battle of Kanno, Milin Kamui's popularity rose even faster, and many people surrounded him. Milin Kamui was a little shy under the eyes of everyone, but he still said: "Because I am a hero..."

"Dense Forest Kamui?" Bresant followed her gaze, "How do you know him?"

Kazama Mari showed a memory look.

Back then, Kongcao Huahata was hunted down by the police. He happened to meet her who had run away from Xiongying, so he injected her with a drug that caused her personality to get out of control, so that she could attract the attention of the police.

Milin Shenwei just graduated and doesn't even have her own office, yet she is the only one who dares to approach her.

Even though he was hurt by her uncontrollable personality, he didn't stop and walked in front of her step by step.

It was also because of him that Kazama Mari realized that under the misleading of those so-called "confidants", her definition of a hero had already deviated from her heart.

After listening to her, Blessent muttered in a low voice: "It seems that I have to thank the dense forest Kamui..."

He went into a nearby convenience store to buy soda, and Mari Kazama wanted to laugh when he saw that he chose the same one as himself.

It's no wonder that a person who is already 30 years old has no obstacles in communicating with himself, and his hobbies are too young and girly.

After leaving the convenience store, Bresant took Kazama Mari's hand, felt her footsteps pause, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you afraid of me?"

Mari Kazama blinked her eyes, as if she couldn't understand what he was asking.

Bressant gave her a resentful look.

She laughed out loud, "I didn't, absolutely not, I just think..."

She said with a complex expression: "Every time I'm here, I see you and Mr. Aizawa bickering."

"So?" Bressant seemed to understand something.

Mari Kazama looked serious: "Although I don't know the reason, I don't want your relationship to become bad because of me."

Is that why she's alienated him and Aizawa Shouta lately?

The corners of Bressant's lips curled up, "I can tell you why."

"Why?" Kazama Mari asked quickly.

"Because—" Bressant drew out.

Kazama Mari pricked up her ears.

Bressant said: "Iwasabirdinanotherlife."

Kazama Truth: "????"

The author has something to say:

MaybeIwasabirdinanotherlife (I might have been a bird in my previous life)

Ifyou'reabird, Iamabird (If you're a bird, so am I)

——From the movie "Letters of Love"

But in the understanding of truth...

Truth: Why does Mr. Mike always fight with Mr. Aizawa?

Mike: Because I was a bird in my previous life

Truth: ... the kind of twittering all day long _(:з"∠)_

↑I didn't get such an old-fashioned and implicit hint

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