[Woying] The days when Xiongying was a teacher

The next day, Kazama Mari was taken aback by Aizawa Shouta with red eyes.

"Are you still suffering from dry eyes? It's terrible..."

Aizawa Shouta knocked her outstretched hand away.

"Don't touch it." His voice was also a little hoarse.

"Are you okay?" Mari Kazama asked.

"It's okay." Because of her concern, Aizawa Xiaota's mood picked up a little bit, and his tone was not as stiff as before.

In the hall on the first floor of the teacher's dormitory, All Might was talking to the cement company. There was a suitcase at his feet, and Mami Kazama looked familiar.

"If necessary, please ask me to help." The cement department spoke very sincerely.

"No problem." All Might said, "I'm going to ask you to visit my house after you've settled down. Don't refuse me then, haha."

He contacted Ditnerat immediately after class yesterday, and the company promised to send over the equipment suitable for Izuku Lvgu immediately.

However, Green Valley's physical fitness is too weak. If he wants to wear such heavy equipment, he needs to strengthen his training.

All Might moved out and planned to give Green Valley special training after school. If he still lived in Xiongying, his relationship would be discovered sooner or later.

If he was discovered, it would be nothing to All Might, but as the successor of the No. 1 hero, Izuku Midoriya would inevitably be given too high expectations, and that would be too unfair to him.

Out of concerns about this, All Might thought about it all night and decided to move out.

It's just that after moving out, I can't see the Kazama girl every day...

All Might suddenly felt a little sad.

"All Might want to move out?" Aizawa Yuta asked.

"Ah, yes." All Might saw Mari Kazama beside him, and for some reason, he became nervous.

Mari Kazama was a little bit reluctant and wanted to ask why, but felt that this question was too personal and would offend All Might, so she didn't ask.

Aizawa Xiaota casually yawned, and reminded: "There are a lot of reporters at the school gate, it's best not to go through the main entrance when you go out."

"The news about Eraser Head is really well-informed." The Cement Secretary admired.He has never heard of such a thing. It seems that when facing idols, his consideration is still not thorough enough.

At this time, a cute voice came from Aizawa Shouta's shoulder.

"That's because I went out to buy cream puffs this morning and was blocked outside. Faced with a sea of ​​people, even a high-level mind would feel embarrassed."

"So I can only ask Aizawa-sensei to come to the rescue."

Principal Nezu poked his head out of Aizawa Shouta's arresting weapon, and greeted everyone with a brisk voice: "Everyone, good morning~!"

"Good morning principal!" Mari Kazama liked this principal who was cute in appearance but extremely noble in character, and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to him.

Principal Nezu stepped on Aizawa Shouta's shoulder and jumped down, falling into Kazama Mari's palm, and she put it on the table.

Principal Nezu flicked his slender tail: "Midnight-sensei was invited to Tokyo to participate in an event, Kazama, you and her can change classes, and the first class will start today, is it okay?"

"No, no." Mari Kazama stood up straight, waiting for his next instruction.

"Don't be nervous, I'm very optimistic about you." Principal Nezu patted her arm with his soft fleshy pad, so easily reassuring her.

Aizawa Shouta opened his bloodshot eyes, looking at Mari Kazama in his sight, feeling inexplicably irritated in his heart.

I didn't get enough sleep, and I was woken up early in the morning...

I didn't finish my work yesterday...

After only waking up for an hour, Aizawa Shouta already felt that life was difficult.

Mari Kazama ate breakfast in the cafeteria with other teachers, and sent a message to Tianguihuan on the way to the office.

TO Tiangu Huan: Has Huan arrived at school yet?

It is always very fast to send back news from the sky.

Heavenly Ghoul Ring: Arrived

TO Tianguihuan: I have some news to tell you

Tianguihuan: ...is... good news?

TO Heavenly Ghoul Ring: Yes

Heavenly Ghoul Ring:! ! !

Tian Guhuan: Where is Senior Sister?

TO Tianguihuan: Office, ready for class =L=

Heavenly Ghoul Ring: ...

Mari Kazama looked at the phone, and felt that Tianguihuan was really interesting, so after thinking about it, she took the initiative to ask him to meet at noon.

There were still more than ten minutes before the class started. Mari Kazama took the textbook and was about to leave the office when she suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the office today was not right.

She stood at the door and looked around, and found that everyone was working hard and there was nothing wrong.

After she left, No. 13 was thoughtful: "After falling in love, I became more beautiful..."

"Sister Truth seems to have makeup on." Bracent sat on the chair and turned around, "Although she is wearing sportswear, she looks in good shape. I don't know if you can think about me after the relationship with the junior is over... ..."

The spinning chair stopped suddenly.

A black shadow suddenly appeared and enveloped Bressant.

Bressent raised his head stiffly, and saw Aizawa Shouta pressing his hands on the back of his chair, his eyes had completely turned red, his long hair floated upwards, and his body exuded a gloomy black air, blurring the background behind him. All dyed black.

"Eraserhead?!"

"Ah." Aizawa Shouta kicked his chair against the wall, and said indifferently, "I'm sorry Mike, excuse me."

boom! ! !

Bressant slams his chair and his body against the wall.

The wall was cracked like a spider web, and the desks and chairs in the office were all shaken.

Aizawa Shouta's hair hung down, he took a look at Bresant, made sure he was still alive and kicking, then turned and left with his sleeping bag.

At the same time, in Class A's classroom, Mari Kazama's first lesson began.

Although the students prefer to take the basic courses of heroes, the cultural courses in the morning account for a lot of credits, and their attitudes are quite serious.

At least when Kazama Mari entered the door, he saw that each of them was sitting upright, ready to listen carefully.

What a sense of accomplishment... Kazama Makoto seemed to have such a bullet screen floating in front of her eyes.

She coughed, put down the textbook in her hand, and said to the students below: "The class has begun. Before officially starting the sociology class, I would like to ask everyone, is anyone interested in history?"

Several people raised their hands.

"Does anyone know why personalities are called 'personalities' and not magic, or superpowers or something?"

All the hands that were raised were lowered.

"We call it the 'personal society' now."

"If you want to understand sociology, you cannot do without the topic of personality." Mari Kazama said, "But at the earliest, when personality appeared, it was not called personality, but it was called supernatural ability."

The students present made a sound of surprise.

"It's true." Kazama Truth didn't explain much, but briefly mentioned it, "It's not written in the current history books, because it involves a criminal group named after a supernatural power..."

"When the personality develops to the second and third generations, more and more alien humans appear. Some people's appearance is different from ordinary people from birth, or after awakening their personality, they suddenly become the ones in the eyes of others. heterogeneous."

"At that time, several major countries made a decision to change the term 'supernatural power', which was full of discrimination and injustice, into 'personality'."

Mari Kazama paused and asked, "Does anyone know why?"

"Because personality sounds more friendly?" Liri Ochako asked.

"It's because individuality is individuality, it's part of our body." Bakugo Katsuki retorted her.

"It seems to be oh."

"It makes sense."

"Baohao, I really can't tell..."

Bakugo Katsuki was stared at by everyone's surprised eyes, and shouted angrily: "What kind of eyes do you have?"

"Pfft." Mari Kazama couldn't help laughing, it turned out that she wasn't the only one who felt that Katsuki Bakugo was like the kind of bad boy with poor grades.

"Why are you laughing!" Bakugo Katsumi yelled at her with a stinking face, "Hurry up and announce the correct answer!"

"Bakugo got the answer right," Mari Kazama asked with a smile, "Do you want me to praise you?"

"Cut." Bakugo Katsuki turned his head away, but quietly pricked up his ears.

After waiting for a long time without waiting for a compliment, he turned around and saw Mari Kazama looking at him teasingly.

"..." Bakugo Katsuki, "Go to hell!!!"

Little Bakugo is really fun, Kazama Mari looked at his Yanyi face and thought, he will be the source of happiness for her in class from now on.

Does it feel so good to be a teacher?

The class was still going on, and Mari Kazama put aside the thoughts that were gradually becoming unreliable, and her tone was a little more serious.

"Student Baohao is right. With the development of society today, people with personality account for about 80%. Personality has penetrated into every aspect of our lives. Some people use it like instinct."

"However, our country has very strict restrictions on the use of personalities. Only with a hero license can you legally use your personalities. The emergence of this system is like telling you that you will not be allowed to use your hands if you can't pass the test. It is not enough. Reasonable. This is also one of the reasons why enemies appear, and a considerable number of people have degenerated into enemies in order to use their personalities at will."

The students in class A were a little stunned.

Usually, what I see the most on TV is violent maniacs who wantonly destroy. The reports only say that those people are under a lot of pressure in life, but they never thought that the current system would be part of the pressure.

"There are also some people's personalities that can only be activated through others. For example, Wujian in the next class can copy their personalities by touching others, but what if the condition of copying is changed to require other people's blood?"

Everyone in Class A imagined it, and suddenly shuddered.

"It's not that there is no solution..." Someone retorted in a low voice.

"Not everyone will actively help you solve your problems." Kazama Mari said, "People often give others the most discrimination, whether it is intentional or unintentional."

"The course of sociology is not to tell you more about the dark side."

Looking at the people below who were deep in thought, Mari Kazama smiled.

"I just want you to learn as much as possible about the world."

"You are the ones who are going to be heroes."

"As I said, there are many people who have their own suffering and have to commit crimes. I hope you will not be soft-hearted. No matter what the reason is, from the moment he chooses to hurt others, he It's already an enemy."

"Who would be soft-hearted!" Bakugo Katsuki said disdainfully, "That kind of selfish scum doesn't deserve sympathy at all."

"But Wujian didn't do it on purpose. If you want to activate your personality, you need to do that. If you just accidentally lose control..." Someone wavered.

"Please don't just substitute the students in the next class, it's very impolite!" There are also people who are so serious that their focus is not right.

The students scrambled to discuss.

Outside the classroom, Aizawa Shouta was lying in the corner, the yellow sleeping bag completely covered him, only his head with long messy hair was exposed.

"The class is okay..."

Aizawa Shouta closed his eyes, and the pleasant voice of Kazama Mari came out from the classroom. As he listened, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep just like that.

In the dream, it seemed that he had dreamed of something soft, a little cool, brushing against his cheek.

The corner of his mouth curled up in an inconspicuous arc.

After class, Mari Kazama saw Aizawa Shouta by the wall.

Aizawa Yuta lay with his head tilted, his long hair covered half of his face, as if a head had suddenly grown out of his sleeping bag, which looked a little scary.

Mari Kazama squatted down and brushed his hair away, his side face looked unexpectedly handsome.

Kazama Mari looked more and more pleasing to the eye, and couldn't help but think, it really looks better when she is asleep.

Thinking of Aizawa Shouta's usual appearance, Kazama Mari was a little angry.

She imagined the pen she usually used, and gently drew marks on Aizawa Shouta's face.

Aizawa Shouta who was sleeping soundly frowned lightly, Kazama Mari was so nervous that he didn't dare to take a breath.

Fortunately, Aizawa Xiaota did not wake up.

Kazama Mari breathed a sigh of relief, and instead of stopping there, continued to add a few strokes to his face.

After finishing the painting, she saw that the corners of Aizawa Shouta's mouth curled up slightly, as if he had a sweet dream.

Kazama Mari breathed a sigh of relief, and instead of stopping there, continued to add a few strokes to his face.

After finishing the painting, she saw that the corners of Aizawa Shouta's mouth curled up slightly, as if he had a sweet dream.

Kazama Mari stared at him blankly for a while.Seeing his tough facial features and the unshaven beard on his chin, it mixed with a sexiness that ordinary people don't have, but also a bit mature and stable.

Glancing at his masterpiece again, Kazama Mari almost couldn't help laughing out loud, quickly put away his personality, and slipped away quietly.

When the bell for the next class rang, Aizawa Yuta suddenly opened his eyes and got out of the sleeping bag.

It seems to be dreaming of the truth... Was she passing by just now?No wonder he wasn't woken up.

He stared at the empty corridor in a daze for a moment before putting away his sleeping bag.

Walking into class A, he first commented on yesterday's actual combat training, and then mentioned the matter of the class selection committee.

The students in Class A were not as excited as before.

The entire classroom was silent, and the students stared at him with wide eyes.

"What's the problem?" Aizawa Xiaota asked slowly.

Thinking back on what I said just now, I should be right.

Aoyama elegantly took out a mirror from the desk, raised it up and pointed it at his face.

There are three horizontal bars on each side of the cheeks that radiate outward. If it is a girl, wearing cat ear props and the like may make her cute, but... Seeing Aizawa Yuta's unshaven beard and dead eyes, Class A's The students thought this combination was scary.

Which warrior did it?

The students in Class A admired that person in unison.

Aizawa Shouta let out a "huh", "Hurry up and decide." He took out the sleeping bag and slipped into it skillfully.

The people in Class A may not be clear, but Aizawa Yuta can definitely guess that it was Mari Kazama who did it.

Who else would do such a thing but her.

I heard she is going on a date at noon?

Then just hang her up at the door of the office.

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