[Woying] The days when Xiongying was a teacher

Bressant arrived at All Might's residence half an hour later.

"Everbody says HI!!"

Bressant raised his hands and greeted them loudly.

"When I got the call, I was still thinking about how to spend the day." He said to All Might with a smile on his face. "I didn't expect All Might to need me. It's great!"

All Might was ashamed: "Mr. Mike, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Don't mention it." Bressant said, "You can just call me by my name. We are already colleagues, and so is Sister Truth!"

He stared straight at Kazama Mari.

Kazama Mari faltered: "That..."

"Huh?" Bressant stared.

"...Mike?"

Although he wasn't the brother Yamada he was expecting, he was a little closer than the original teacher. Bresant was barely satisfied and clapped his hands: "So what kind of party are you planning to hold?"

All Might and Kazama Mari looked at each other, and finally looked at Bressant with the eyes of "there are so many tricks?"

Bressant pointed to himself: "I decide?"

All Might looked at him eagerly, and made a gesture of please: "Please trouble Mr. Mike..."

"OKOK," Bressant couldn't resist All Might's eyes, which was too different from his usual image.

Bressant pulls out his phone.

"Is the barbecue okay? I'll contact a company that is often in charge of gatherings first. It will take care of everything from setting up the scene to taking back the items afterwards, so there is no need to worry."

He walked into the kitchen and took a look, "The kitchen utensils are quite complete," he shouted, "Sister Zhen, come and buy ingredients with me!"

All Might quickly stood up and said to him, "I'll go with you, and I can help carry things."

"I can do it by myself," Bracent said. "I want Sister Truth to come with me."

"Olmert, just stay at home and wait for the company to come to you. If you have any additional requirements, just ask them, and they will take care of them."

He was the person in charge of the party, so All Might had to sit down and watch Bressant walk out the door with his arm around Kazama Mari's shoulders.

"Why did Mr. Mike want to join me?" Mari Kazama asked.

"What did you call me just now?"

"...mike qaq"

Bressant rubbed her head gently.

"It's fine for me alone, but if there are two of you, at least you can talk to me, not to mention that Sister Zhen is so cute~"

Mari Kazama thought of All Might who was left at home without anyone to accompany him.

Seeing her disbelief, Bressant couldn't help laughing, "I just wanted to talk to you," he repeated, "Really."

"So what are you going to say?" Mari Kazama asked again.

"Tell me about USJ."

Kazama Mari stopped in her tracks.

"You're brave, really brave," Bressant said.

Kazama Mari was silent, and when Bresant saw her hands clenched tightly, he couldn't help but bent down and looked at her seriously.

"I don't have any other intentions, I just want to praise you. If I were on the scene, Eraser Head and I would be...restrained too much."

Mari Kazama's slightly curled eyelashes fluttered, and Bresant seemed to see stars emerging from inside, which was very beautiful, so beautiful that it made people feel distressed.

He hastily hugged Kazama Truth into his arms.

"It's not wrong to want to save people who are close to you." He whispered in Kazama Mari's ear, "I will choose the latter for the students who have only known each other for a few days, and those who have been with me for many years. .”

"but……"

"It's not that there is number 13, he is very powerful, otherwise Eraserhead would not agree to you fighting with him."

"……what?"

"He probably just didn't know how to express it," Bracent said. "I don't mean to speak for Eraserhead. There is something wrong with what he did, but there is nothing wrong with what he wants to tell you."

Feeling a wet spot near his shoulder, his voice is still rare calm and gentle.

"I think, if you can overcome the obstacles in your heart and absorb all the things that Eraserhead taught you, you will really grow up."

"You will be so strong that even he will be impressed."

"Want to try it?"

Mari Kazama grabbed his clothes tightly.

Bressant hugged her tightly.

"If you think what I said is wrong, just listen to it casually, don't take it to heart, and don't hate me."

Hearing Kazama Mari breathe in softly in his arms, he stroked her long blonde hair.

The delicate body leaned against him, but he didn't have any more charming thoughts, he just sighed.

So distressed.

Eraserhead is such a bastard, how could he be so cruel.

"We teachers all think so," he said.

Mari Kazama rubbed his shoulder.

"Ms. Aizawa is not wrong," she said hoarsely, "It's because I can't meet his request..."

Bressant let out a sigh: "Why are you so cute?"

"Still speaking for him," he laughed in Kazama Mari's ear, "even if he is a professional hero, few of them can fulfill all of his demands."

The wet spot on the shoulder widened a little more, and Bracent continued, "You did a good job, you did nothing wrong."

"We didn't want to blame you for the meeting that day."

He caressed Kazama Makoto's back.

"Do you understand it?"

After a long time, he heard Kazama Mari's small reply.

Bressant kissed the blond hair next to her ear.

"It's a good thing that there's no one here where All Might lives," he said with a smile, "otherwise I'd be on the headlines of the entertainment section after being hugged by you for so long."

"Did I hug you?" Kazama Mari snorted softly.

"Of course not, but I'd be happier saying that." Bressant let go of her, took her hand and walked slowly ahead.

He didn't look at Kazama Mari, and finally let Kazama Mari relax a bit.

Holding hands like this reminded him of when Kazama Mari was young.

"Sister Truth, do you want me to carry you?" He asked.

"Never."

"Okay," Bressant said with some regret, "Do you still remember when we first met, you liked to follow Eraser head. Once I went climbing with him, and you insisted on following him, but it didn't work out. Halfway up the mountain, I was tired and didn't want to go, so I carried you up."

"He doesn't want to talk to me at all." Mari Kazama said angrily.

"Yeah, he always thought you were a nuisance, but I'm different, as soon as I saw you, I thought you were so-so cute!" Bressant said.

She's so cute that he wants to take a look at it from time to time, and when he looks at it, he realizes...she has become so outstanding.

Even people who have watched her grow up can't help but want to be heartbroken.

There is a supermarket on the street where All Might lives. Bressant bought a lot of ingredients and ordered two cases of beer for the supermarket to deliver to All Might's home.

"So much?" Kazama Mari was a little surprised.

There are more than 20 bottles in two boxes.

Bressant didn't take it seriously, "It may not be finished."

He also thought about saving it for All Might, and he couldn’t drink it, so he said, “If you can’t finish it, take it home and put it in the big refrigerator downstairs.”

Then at night, several beers popped open at midnight.

In addition to dealing with barbecue ingredients, Bressant also cooked several special dishes. The principal went to take care of his hair after eating. The recovery girl left with him. Several teachers either had tasks or had to go home first. There were seven people left. stayed.

Marksman pulled out the grill and was ready to start grilling the fish.

Midnight took seven cups and put them on the table.

"Let's play truth or dare!" She filled the glass with beer, and took out a deck of playing cards from her coat pocket. "Whoever draws a ghost card, choose truth or dare or drink."

Because it was a rest day, everyone didn't wear hero costumes. When midnight came, they put on a large denim jacket outside.

The pockets of the jacket looked bulging, but I didn't know what else was inside.

Bresant was sitting next to Kazama Mari. She was about to speak when a black figure sitting on the right was Aizawa Shota in a black shirt.

She looked at Bressant on the left and moved closer.

Bressant took her hand.

She was wearing a sweater today, and when she sat down, the length was less than the middle of her thighs, and her hands were placed beside her legs. When Bressant touched her, she seemed to have been burned, so she quickly pulled her hands away.

Kazama Mari looked at him suspiciously, and heard him say to Midnight: "It's really worrying for you to host."

"You talk a lot." Midnight drew seven cards and threw them on the table.

The company in charge of the party placed a golden glass vase on the table with a bright bouquet of flowers. The cement manager was afraid that they would break the vase when they were having fun, so he was about to take the vase to another table and flipped a card .

"It's not me." He carried the vase and left.

"YEAH! It's me!" Bressant yelled, "I want a drink!"

He didn't drink much when eating, and if he chose truth or adventure, Midnight would never let him go.

His volume was too loud, Mari Kazama moved the chair a little towards Aizawa Shouta, and seemed to hear Aizawa Shouta chuckle.

"I thought Mr. Aizawa wouldn't come." Mari Kazama said.

It is rare for her to take the initiative to talk to him, so Aizawa Yuta glanced at her unexpectedly.

"All Might called himself, so he had to come," he said.

However, he is not the kind of person who cares about what other people think, it is his own thinking...

Kazama Mari took great pride in not exposing him.

A new round of card drawing began, and she picked up one at random.

"what?"

"It's Sister Truth." Bresant leaned over and glanced at the cards in her hand.

"Choose the truth," Midnight said, "Kazama has only come to Xiongying for less than a month, and everyone wants to know you better~"

"Ok!"

Mari Kazama quickly agreed, and Bresant didn't even have time to stop her.

"Then I'll start asking." Midnight smiled excitedly, "Who is your favorite hero besides All Might?"

The ethereal ghost present, Bresant, and even herself may be the answer, and Aizawa Xiaota must have a pretty face when he heard the answer.

All Might shouted: "Why exclude me?"

"Plus you don't need to answer, can't you be more conscious, insist on me telling the truth!" Midnight picked up the orange on the table and threw it at him.

"All Might is so cunning," said the cement manager who sat down again.

"Do you still want to hear the answer!" Bressant yelled, "It'sme! I'llsay!"

Is this confidence a bit too much?Aizawa Xiao thought too much, did something happen that he didn't know about?