[Woying] The days when Xiongying was a teacher

"Really?" Kazama Mari's face was sullen, she raised her right hand, and a long silver knife suddenly appeared in her hand.

She leaned forward, rushed in front of Aizawa Shouta, and shouted loudly: "Go to hell!!!"

The silver long knife drew a dazzling arc in the air, and slashed straight at Aizawa Shouta.

"Huh?" Aizawa Kota opened his eyes wide, and while letting go of her sword light, he made a doubtful voice, "I lost my 'personality', but the things I imagined didn't disappear?"

"It will disappear, after all, it's just an imagination, and it's not a real knife." Kazama Mari explained.

"How long can this knife last? Can other imaginary things do the same?" Aizawa Shouta asked again.

"I won't tell you," Kazama Mari slashed in front of Aizawa Shouta, "Aizawa-sensei still has time to think wildly, didn't he take me seriously?"

"It's not enough to make me serious." Aizawa Shouta replied.

He turned his footsteps, turned sideways to avoid her knife light, and at the same time used the arresting weapon to wrap around the chasing long knife.

"Come on with your real skills!"

The arresting weapon churned the blade of the long sword, and Mari Kazama yanked hard, unable to pull out the sword, but Aizawa Shouta was already close in front of her eyes, she sent the sword in Aizawa Shouta's direction, suddenly laughed Saying: "Exactly, I'll see you off!"

The point of the knife sent out was aimed at Aizawa Shouta's heart.

Aizawa Shouta had no choice but to stop, backed away quickly, and at the same time swung out the arresting weapon, throwing the knife far away.

At the moment when the arresting weapon was thrown out, Aizawa Xiaota suddenly heard a sharp wind in the air.

It was too late to pull back the arresting weapon, he made a decisive decision, and rolled down on the next one.The place where he was standing was hit by a long knife with a bang, and the blasted gravel splashed.

"I have more than one knife." Mari Kazama shouted.

Missing a hit, she immediately turned over the long knife, swept the blade across the ground, then lifted it up vigorously, and attacked Aizawa Shouta's leg.

"It's just cleverness." Aizawa Shouta still responded lightly.

This time, he didn't dodge her attack anymore. When the long knife was slashing up, he jumped up easily, stepped on the blade with his long legs, and rushed towards Kazama Zhenzhen.

Naturally, the long sword couldn't bear the weight of Aizawa Shouta, and it collapsed into silver shattered light under his trample.

Aizawa Shouta also came to Kazama Mari at that moment.

Mari Kazama raised her hand, the silver light on her hand just started to appear, then disappeared under Aizawa Shouta's eyes.

"Don't always use the same move." Aizawa Shouta warned, while reaching out to grab Kazama Mari's shoulder.

As soon as his finger touched Kazama Mari, Aizawa Shota felt his arm go numb, and a current surged from Kazama Mari's body, penetrated into his body, and finally concentrated into the arresting weapon held in the other hand.

The gray arresting weapon made of a special alloy spread out in a long curved line on the ground, showing that its flexibility was greatly reduced, making it impossible for him to use it as he wished in this battle.

"Obviously Mr. Aizawa underestimated me." Mari Kazama said, "If the teacher had been using personality all the time, this wouldn't have happened."

"It's more interesting this way," Aizawa Shouta dropped the arresting weapon, fisted, and attacked Kazama Mari, "Finally, it's a bit decent."

"The teacher is looking for an excuse for his mistake." Mari Kazama dodged his fist, and at the same time kicked Aizawa Shouta hard with his foot.

The two went back and forth like this for a few tricks.

Kazama Mari's actual combat experience is not as good as Aizawa Shouta's, but his advantage lies in his flexibility and changeable tactics, making him hard to guard against.

But when the individuality is eliminated from time to time, the means that Kazama Mari can use are greatly reduced. Ten minutes later, Yuta Aizawa saw through her repeated tricks. Yuta Aizawa stretched out his leg mercilessly and tripped her, causing her to almost smash her face into the soil.

In the end, Mari Kazama lay on the ground, with her side face pressed against the ground, Aizawa Yuta clasped her neck tightly with one big hand, grabbed her hands with the other hand, bent her legs and pressed her waist, looking down at her.

Mari Kazama tried to struggle, not only couldn't escape Aizawa Shouta's grip, but also found in despair that he didn't even move a finger from the beginning to the end.

The power gap between the two is terrifyingly large.

As the currently weaker side, Kazama Truth is naturally second-guessing.

"I lost." Kazama Mari said softly, "Can Mr. Aizawa let me go? It's so uncomfortable."

"Really admit defeat?"

"Of course." He nodded again and again.

Aizawa Xiao didn't quite believe it, he squinted his eyes to look at her, and under the offensive of her pitiful eyes, he finally let go.

Mari Kazama, whose hands were free, grinned and grabbed Aizawa Shota's wrist.

Aizawa Shouta's heart beat wildly, his eyes widened slightly, and he was about to withdraw his hand, but his body froze in place uncontrollably.

Kazama Mari took the opportunity to turn over, grabbed his clothes, and threw him to the ground.

The back hit the ground with a dull sound.

Mari Kazama sat on Aizawa Shouta, pressed him down with his body, then took off his goggles, and said cheekily under his complicated eyes: "I haven't finished talking just now—of course it's not that simple. Admit defeat!"

Her overly long hair slid across Aizawa Shouta's arms, her soft body was close to his, and the heat that could not be ignored came from the place where they touched each other, making him tense his body subconsciously.

Aizawa Xiaota suddenly couldn't tell if he really couldn't move, or if he sensed a misty cloud quietly falling on his body, tightly attached to him, making him feel both comfortable and fearful.

He raised his chin and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"This," Kazama Mari raised up his index finger showing off, with silver light shining on his fingertips, "a medicine that can make a hero immobile. It's obvious..."

As Kazama Mari said, she suddenly bent down, and pointed her finger at Aizawa Shouta's wrist, where there was a long and thin wound, which became somewhat conspicuous because of the bleeding.

"Strengthen the effect." She smiled slyly.

Weiliang's fingers seemed to have special magic, and they poked lightly at the softest place in Aizawa Shouta's heart.

This distance is a little close.

The thought that suddenly rose in Aizawa Shouta's mind seemed inexplicable, but also seemed natural.

Mari Kazama looked down at Shouta Aizawa.

She had never seen the former class teacher from this angle.

Aizawa Shouta didn't have his signature arresting weapon around his neck, and Mari Kazama noticed that the chest of his combat uniform was cut.

From Kazama's perspective, he could see his collarbone and chest without hindrance.

His skin is a little pale, his chin is slightly raised, his neck is more slender, his collarbone is attractive, and there are thin muscles protruding from his chest.Kazama Mari looked at him with bright eyes, and suddenly took out the phone from his pocket.

"It's a good thing I didn't fall just now." Mari Kazama said as she turned on the camera and took two photos of Shouta Aizawa.

In the photo, Aizawa Shouta not only has a good figure, but also has a pretty face. The beard on his chin and the wounds on his face made by gravel add to him the charm of a mature man.

Even the extremely frightening eyes turned into a stubbornness that refused to give in under the filter.

Just a hormonal blast.

"I've never seen Mr. Aizawa like this before." Mari Kazama felt that this morning was really worth it.

Aizawa Shouta became unable to speak or move his body after being drugged twice by her, but his eyes were still functioning. He tried very hard to send threats to Mari Kazama, but Mari Kazama pretended not to see .

Mr. Aizawa has a really good figure.

Kazama Mari thought, so good that she could hardly control her hand.

I really want to take pictures of Mr. Aizawa in various embarrassing ways... No way, stop thinking about it!

Kazama Mari was fighting fiercely in her heart.

Although it's very cool after the filming, maybe even the hatred that was expelled back then can be offset, but it will be chased and killed by Aizawa-sensei, and Xiongying can't stay anymore... No, the phone may not survive today...

Kazama Mari's face changed, and Aizawa Shouta always felt that she was thinking about something terrible.

After about a few seconds, he found that he could speak.

"Get up when you've had enough fun," he said.

The tone was so calm that it was frightening.

Kazama was so engrossed in her thoughts that she almost forgot that she was still sitting on Aizawa Shouta.

Aizawa Shouta's body was a little hot, and the excessively high temperature was transmitted from him, which seemed to drain the air around Kazama Mari, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Kazama Mari seldom had such close contact with other people, she realized this only after being reminded by Aizawa Shouta, her thoughts were immediately blown away, and her mind became a mess.

She looked at the former head teacher who was no more than ten centimeters away from her, and was almost speechless.

However, Aizawa Xiao stared at her too intensely, she really couldn't ignore it, so she just stuck her neck and pretended to be tough.

"I'm sorry!"

Aizawa Xiao laughed out loud.

Then there was a blur in front of my eyes, Kazama Mari didn't understand what was going on, she was bundled up by Aizawa Shota who didn't know when she was able to move, and threw it on the ground.

The arresting weapon was wrapped around her body, and the other end was held by Aizawa Yuta. Her cell phone was also dropped, and Aizawa Yuta picked it up.

"Old, teacher..."

"You still know that I am your teacher?" Aizawa Yuta stood beside her, bent down and put the phone screen in front of her, "Look at the good deeds you have done."

"Don't look at it, don't look at it," Kazama Mari shrank his neck and admitted his mistake in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

"anything else?"

"Also? Uh... I shouldn't have lied to you just now, but I didn't really want to admit defeat..." Kazama Mari said and lowered her head in shame, "I shouldn't have asked you for permission when you couldn't move. Just take pictures..."

"It's wrong to use your personality to do this kind of thing, I'm sorry I didn't think of it before..."

"I'm really sorry, I will never do this again!!"

There was no words coming from the top of the head for a long time.

Kazama Mari quietly raised her head, saw Aizawa Yuta raised the wrist of his right hand, rubbing the other hand on it, not knowing what to think.

His expression was deeper than anything Kazama Mari had ever seen, and there seemed to be something terrifying hidden in his eyes.

Mari Kazama guessed that he wasn't angry about the photo, but he also faintly felt that his state had something to do with him.

She didn't dare to speak rashly, she just looked at him with cute eyes, hoping that he would forgive her when he recovered.

Might be really overkill.

A trace of regret rose in her heart.

Aizawa Yuta put his thumb on the wrist of his right hand, and rubbed vigorously on the slender wound that Mari Kazama had touched.

The strength is getting bigger and bigger.

It seems that this can also erase the strange feeling in my heart.

He lowered his eyes.

Kazama Mari huddled up beside him, cautiously looking up at him.

There was trust in her eyes.Although tied up, she never thought that Aizawa Yuta would really hurt her.

Aizawa Yuta recalled a little inappropriately, when she first met her, she looked at him like this.

When she was watching, he often felt that he was the most important person in her life.

Aizawa Sota avoided her gaze.

"It's daylight," he said.

After he opened his mouth, the weird and terrifying aura dissipated.

Mari Kazama breathed a sigh of relief, and extended an invitation to him: "Shall we have breakfast together? I heard that there is a delicious soba restaurant nearby."

"Really?" Aizawa Xiaota was thoughtful.

Kazama Mari nodded vigorously.

"Ok."

Aizawa Shouta dragged her under a tree.

"I'm going to eat soba noodles."

As he spoke, he threw the other end of the gray arresting weapon up through the branch above his head, and then pulled hard, using the branch as a fulcrum, and hoisted her up.

Pippi was suspended in midair like an oversized caterpillar.

"As for you—"

Aizawa Shouta wrapped the other end of the arresting weapon around the tree trunk, and clapped his hands happily.

Also took the box of Strawberry Daifuku and placed it under Kazama Mari.

"Stay here."

He gave Kazama Mari a particularly sinister smile.

"Give me a good reflection."

The author has something to say:

One:

"!" Kazama Truth.

Person in charge? ? ?

two:

If the imaginary enemy has not been powered off: scanning behavior analysis... Hey, these two human beings are fighting in a strange posture

three:

Kazama Mari: Once there was an immobile Sansan lying in front of me, and I only wanted to take ugly pictures? !

What mysterious force controls me? ? ?