[Woying] The days when Xiongying was a teacher

Back to Xiongying, Mari Kazama got the cell phone she left in USJ in the office.Looking through the mailbox, I found that since yesterday after school, Tianguihuan had sent her a lot of messages, and the last one was that he was going to the hospital, but was dragged away by Bresant.

Thinking that he had completely forgotten the Heavenly Ghoul Ring, Kazama Truly couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

At this moment, Aizawa Shouta shouted, "Come here."

There were no other teachers in the office, so Mari Kazama put away her phone and walked over obediently.

Aizawa Shouta pushed the stack of homework on the desk to her, and handed her a pen.

"I say, you write." Very concise.

"I don't know who said that my sitting here will affect my work."

Although it was true that he was injured because of himself, this attitude is too natural, and Mari Kazama couldn't help but want to complain.

Aizawa Yuta glanced at her, and suddenly smiled: "Do you have an opinion?"

Mari Kazama looked at his malicious smile, and shut up wittily.

There is no difference between Hero Intelligence and previous years. There is no need for him to explain a lot of content in the homework, and Kazama Mari knows the correct answer.

Maybe it was because the afternoon sun was too gentle, Aizawa Shouta looked at Mari Kazama who was earnestly helping him correct his homework, and felt the belated joy that accompanied the rest of his life.

There are always all kinds of noisy people around him, endless things to do, and endless questions to think about, but at this moment, he doesn't have to think about anything, and he doesn't have to do anything.

This is a rare moment of relaxation for Aizawa Shouta, there is no need to worry about any problems, just look at the quiet and picturesque scene in front of him, and reflect everything deeply in his heart.

"If you hadn't experienced the USJ incident, would Xiao Tai have any students who wanted to be expelled?" Mari Kazama asked suddenly.

Aizawa Sho let out an "ah" too dullly, and his thoughts, which had rarely stopped, began to function, realizing that Kazama Mari was setting him up.

"I won't tell you." He said in a somewhat beating tone.

"Just take it as a thank you gift for helping you correct your homework." Kazama Mari was not angered.

To this, Aizawa Shouta responded by taking out a box of energy drinks from the drawer.

Peach flavor, Kazama Mari quite likes it.

Is it random, or is it a specially selected flavor?Kazama Mari couldn't see it, and didn't ask.

Based on her experience, most of the people who asked such meaningless questions would not get an answer, and they might even be ridiculed.

It's better not to humiliate yourself.Mari Kazama inserted the straw of the energy drink and asked another question.

"How does Brother Xiao usually handle his relationship with students?"

"What's the relationship?" Thinking of her date whom she still doesn't know who it is, Aizawa Shouta's face changed for a moment, and soon returned to normal, Kazama Mari didn't see it.

"That's right..." Kazama Mari realized that the person she was asking was not right.

It was really unimaginable to ask Aizawa Shouta about relationship issues, and I was a little bit speechless.

However, under Aizawa Shouta's gaze, she still bit the bullet and continued.

"Xiao Baohao and I have a good relationship. If I make friends with Lu Gu, he will be unhappy, right?"

Seeing Aizawa Shouta's expression became strange, Kazama Mari felt a little regretful, and secretly said that he really asked the wrong person.

"There's no need to make friends."

Aizawa Shota's tone was heavy, and he was a little bit incomprehensible, which was thought-provoking, "I have never developed a relationship with a student that transcended boundaries." He said coldly.

After thinking about it for a while, Kazama realized that he cared about his relationship with Tianguihuan.

Looking back, when he was outside the school, other students would call him a hero, and he rarely took his work home to complete. He seemed to be a person who had a very clear division of work and life.

From his point of view, the students are all high school students who are ignorant of the world, and the gap in thinking is too great. There is really no need to make friends.

Reminiscing that he hadn't contacted him in the past three years, Kazama Mari couldn't help feeling discouraged.

"I never knew you," she said.

"You don't even understand yourself." Aizawa Shouta's response was shockingly flat, "Besides, you have never looked at me squarely."

For Kazama Mari, who is Aizawa Shouta?

Is it her parents' disciple, an elder, an important person, or just the teacher who fired her?

Anyway, it can't be a lover.

Thinking of this, Aizawa Shouta's mood inevitably deteriorated, and he lost the joy of talking.

Seeing him pull his face down, Makoto Kazama felt inexplicably timid, and didn't dare to say any more, so he lowered his head and continued to change his homework.

It would be more appropriate to ask Mr. Mike this question.she thinks.

After correcting all the homework, seeing that he still had a stinky face, Kazama Mari couldn't help but start to move.

"Brother Xiao has been a teacher in Xiongying for several years, right?" She tentatively asked, "Didn't you meet the kind of students who make you want to break the rules?"

"A young and beautiful female high school student, isn't it exciting?"

Aizawa Shouta let out a "ha": "There is indeed a person who makes me think about it day and night, even in my dreams."

Kazama Mari looked at him in surprise, and suddenly felt something was wrong, and was about to stand up, when a gray arresting weapon protruded from nowhere, went around the chair and tied her into a mummy similar to him.

Aizawa Yuta held the other end of the arresting weapon with his uninjured left hand, and showed that dangerous smile that sent chills down the spine.

"I was still thinking about how to punish her in my dream."

"..." Kazama Zhen swallowed her saliva, "Excuse me?"

"Begging for mercy is easy." Aizawa Xiaota drove her out of the door, "If you keep quiet, I won't be in trouble."

"Are you in trouble? I think you're enjoying it." Kazama Mari sneered at his words, "Actually, every time you play tricks on students, it's fun."

Ignoring his slovenly appearance, he is actually a very lively teacher, who usually jokes with others, likes to make cold jokes, and has a bit of a bad taste.

Aizawa Shouta responded with a very sinister smile to this statement.

It is undeniable that teasing Kazama Truth can really easily make him feel better.

As for the other students...

Aizawa Shouta pulled her downstairs and hung her on a tree.

"You think you like trees more than office doors," he said.

"No, what I like is the down-to-earth feeling." Mari Kazama tried to persuade him to change his mind.

"Really?" Aizawa Xiaota unquestionably tied the other end of the arresting weapon to the tree, and looked up to admire her depressed expression.

He was actually not angry because Kazama Mari used his teacher's morality as a joke, and was even a little happy that she would intervene in his private life.

It's just that she is so interesting that he can't help but want to do something.

If she really wants to resist, she can actually break free.

Aizawa Xiaota thought confidently.

It's just your wish.

There is also a small voice in my heart saying that she just likes to be skinny, but he consciously ignores it.

What does it matter, anyway, she only treats herself like this.He countered the voice in his mind.

"I'll see you after class," he said.

In fact, there is no need to wait until the get out of class is over, the clone of the ethereal ghost will put her down when it sees it. It does this every time, and you can get a sweet "Thank you teacher".

Not only the ethereal ghost, but other teachers were happy to do this, and it was simply not his turn to do it.

"Hey, I'm just starting class now." Mari Kazama was dissatisfied.

"Oh." Aizawa Shouta said in an ordinary tone, "What does that have to do with me?"

"You bastard!"

"Stop for me ah ah ah ah!"

Seeing that he really left herself on the tree, Kazama Makoto was a little angry, but when he saw him walking back to the teacher's building, his body shook suddenly, and she swallowed back the words she wanted to curse.

It's amazing to be injured... It seems to be a little bit amazing.

Mari Kazama stared at his wobbly back until he disappeared from sight, then hummed angrily.

Just let him be arrogant for a few more days, until the injury heals——

"Hello." A voice suddenly came from under the tree.

Kazama Mari looked down.

A boy with purple hair was wearing Xiongying's sportswear, standing by the tree trunk, looking at her with hanging eyes, as if dissatisfied.

Another defiant guy?

Mari Kazama laughed immediately: "This classmate, can you do me a favor?"

The boy who seemed a bit arrogant was unexpectedly easy to talk to.

"How?" he asked.

"The strap next to you, pull it, and then..."

Before Kazama Mari had finished speaking, the purple-haired boy grabbed the arresting weapon wrapped around the tree trunk.

I don't know what material the gray cloth is made of, it's a little cool, but unexpectedly flexible, the boy's hand paused, and the cloth in his hand suddenly swished and disappeared in front of the purple-haired boy.

The gray arresting weapon that had circled around the tree trunk untied itself, and retracted in the direction of Kazama Truth.

Hearing the exclamation of the person hanging on the tree, the purple-haired boy hurried over to catch him.

Unexpectedly, the impact of the fall was too great, and even he fell to the ground without catching anyone.

"Hey!"

Mari Kazama knocked her head on the chest of the purple-haired boy, and when she heard him grunt, she quickly stood up, "Are you okay?"

"I can't die." The purple-haired boy replied.

"That's not very good." Kazama Mari said as he untied the arresting weapon wrapped around him.

If the arresting weapon hadn't suddenly retracted to bind her, she wouldn't have fallen so passively.

Unexpectedly, he was so nice, Kazama Mari looked at his extraordinarily fluffy purple hair, and a small light bulb dinged in his mind.

It can't be the same type as the ring, right?

It doesn't look easy to provoke, but you are actually shy in your heart?

Kazama Mari suddenly felt friendly, and even the dark circles on his face became pleasing to the eye.

The purple-haired boy sat up from the ground and frowned suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Kazama Mari asked.

"I hit it." The purple-haired boy shook his hand and frowned again when he found it hurt a little.

"Go to the health care room." Kazama Mari reached out to him, "By the way, my name is Kazama Mari."

"Fearful." The purple-haired boy knocked off her hand and stood up by himself.

"Ah, Shinsou-kun." Kazama Mari wove the arresting weapon into a big bow, and hung it on tiptoes on a tree branch, "I thought you were the type who was not easy to talk about."

"My personality is brainwashed." The worrying person said suddenly.

"Hey, is it the kind of personality that can instill your own ideas on others and gain everyone's belief like a pyramid scheme leader?" Mari Kazama clapped her hands, "I'm so envious, I want it so much!"

Compared with her description, her true personality is not worth mentioning at all...

Thinking of the USJ incident that happened yesterday, the worrying person stabilized his body: "Could you be an enemy or something...?"

"No," Mari Kazama curled her lips, "I just offended a narrow-minded man."