[Woying] The days when Xiongying was a teacher

At 06:30 in the morning, the worrying person was standing at the gate of Xiongying with his schoolbag in his hand. When he turned around, Mari Kazama was taken aback.

"Your dark circles are too serious." Kazama Mari gave him a worried look, "Is this all right?"

"No problem." Worryingly said.

Mari Kazama took him to the back of the classroom dormitory of the Hero Department. There were two-story-high imaginary enemies lined up in the middle of the square, and his worried footsteps stopped for a moment.

"Mr. Marksman will be training here at seven o'clock." Mari Kazama took out his phone to check the time, pointed to the brand new plastic track outside the square and said, "It is now 39:[-], and we have to wait until Mr. Marksman arrives." Finish running, or you will be accidentally injured by him."

The runway here was added by Kazama Mari some time ago. The big playground outside is too wide, and it feels very hopeless to run for a long time without being able to complete a lap.And after running here, you can also train with the marksman, and occasionally other teachers will come to give her pointers.

Now the time is 39:21, that is to say, we have to run in [-] minutes.

The worrying person realized that time was running out, so he put down his schoolbag immediately, and Mari Kazama grabbed him: "Warm up first."

When the warm-up was over, another few minutes passed.

The total length of the runway is 500 meters. Aizawa Yuta set the worryer to run ten laps. She took out the usual timer and put it on the worryer.

After the start, Shinsou Renshi ran faster than Mari Kazama. He had a good grasp of the running rhythm, but his physical fitness was not good, and he was left behind by Mari Kazama after only two laps.

By the time Kazama Mari finished running, there was still one and a half laps left.

There are a lot of training grounds for Xiongying, and Aizawa Xiaota also arranged for troublemakers to make him feel more stressed.

When he caught a glimpse of the sharpshooter, his footsteps were a little messed up.

"It's nice to be young." Mari Kazama said.

Now she was able to keep her face under the collective gaze of all the teachers.

"You are very young now." The sharpshooter replied.

Some time ago, Xin Woren sent several times to the office of the hero department to find Aizawa Shouta, and the marksman was not surprised that he appeared here.

He took out a chocolate bar from his pocket: "Would you like it?"

Kazama Mari took one casually, "Hey, this one is so crispy!"

After worrying about running around, seeing Mari Kazama standing beside him eating snacks, he couldn't help but look at her with resentment.

The sharpshooter lifted the troublemaker from the ground: "After running, do stretching exercises to relax your muscles."

Usually, the physical education teacher will also give guidance, but if you have to do high-intensity training every day, you must pay more attention to this aspect.

Seeing that he started pointing and making troubles, and he was very professional in what he said and what he said, Mari Kazama couldn't help but praise: "Mr. Marksman is so reliable~"

"Ah...sorry." Only then did Marksman notice that he had snatched Kazama Mari's job, and he paused and said, "I've never taught such a poor student, so I can't help it."

Worrying: "..."

Despite being classified as a poor student by the sharpshooter, worrying about others did not cause dissatisfaction.

He has heard worse words than this, and what he said is true. His physical fitness is really not good, and he is not top-notch in all aspects...

After losing to Izuku Midoriya at the sports festival, he was worried and lost for a long time. Later, Shota Aizawa took the initiative to find him and gave him hope again.

No matter what others say, he will never give up.

"Let's go," Kazama Mari called over the worried person who had finished the stretching exercise, "Let's go to see Mr. Aizawa."

She walked into the classroom and dormitory with her worries. Except for the hall on the first floor, there are only two teachers on each floor, and the other rooms can be freely disposed of.

Aizawa Kota brought some equipment up, and transformed the two empty rooms in the middle of the third floor into a small training ground.

Seeing the arrival of Kazama Truth and Worrying Messenger, he asked, "How long have you been running?"

Mari Kazama handed over the timer, Aizawa Yuta glanced at the numbers on it, and frowned.

In order to facilitate activities, he tied his long black hair behind his head. Seeing his suddenly sunken face, the worrying person's heart suddenly shrank.

Are you dissatisfied with your performance?

While he was silent, worry made him uneasy.

Makoto Kazama saw the nervous expression on the worrying person's face, and she wanted to laugh but was afraid of being discovered by him.

Aizawa Xiao had read his profile too early, and had expected his running performance, but now he showed dissatisfaction in person, and after all, he still wanted to beat him up.

She had also seen the special training form. The form was full of training plans, which took up all the time except for classes and normal rest. If she didn't have an absolute awareness, she wouldn't be able to persist.

The worrying person didn't realize this, but he still took the initiative to express his attitude after the tension passed.

It can be heard from his words that he really wants to be a hero.

After he finished speaking, Aizawa Xiaota didn't say much, but said lightly: "Go back to class, and come back after school."

Then he continued to lower his head to assemble the equipment on the ground, and Kazama Mari had nothing to say to him, so he dragged Xinsuorenshi down the stairs.

Before arriving at the teaching building, the worrying person asked with some hesitation: "That training room..."

"It's prepared for you." Kazama Mari said.

"Why?" Xin Worry was puzzled.

Aizawa Xiaota seems to be very dissatisfied with him, and those equipments seem to be very expensive...

Kazama really thought about it, "In the words of Mr. Aizawa, it should be that you see the possibility of becoming a hero in your eyes."

The heart-wrenching person still had some doubts, and Kazama Mari continued: "Your personality can only be used on people, right? Others can't activate it if they don't answer, and the restrictions are very large. Pretty similar."

I was stunned for a moment, Aizawa Shouta is a famous elimination hero, does he have similarities with himself?

However, after hearing what Kazama Mari said, he felt that it made sense, and he couldn't help but yearn for it.

Will my future self...can become so powerful?

Mari Kazama saw what he was thinking, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Mr. Aizawa is very strict, if you can get his approval, you will become a hero in the future, and you will definitely be the best kind."

Compared with cultivating a real hero, the small matter of transforming the training room is nothing at all.

Kazama Mari and Mischievous Mischief are also friends, and his determination to become a hero is no worse than anyone else, it's just that he failed the entrance examination and was assigned to the general department. At this stage, he can get the guidance of Aizawa Shouta, and he is very grateful to him. His improvement was huge, and she was sincerely happy for him in her heart, so naturally she did not hesitate to encourage him.

She goes for a run every morning with the caregiver, and the midterm exam is over soon, and the pressure of writing questions is gone, so she wants to go out to play again.

"Aren't you going to buy a TV?" Bressant asked. "How about I come with you?"

Aizawa Yuta, who was sitting next to him, interjected at the right time: "You still have to correct the test paper."

Hearing Aizawa Sho's sinister reminder, Bressant's smile collapsed.

The test papers assigned to other teachers were almost completed, but he was delayed for a long time because of a temporary incident in the radio station, so there was no way to calculate the results.

Wanting to go out to play before finishing correcting the test papers, isn't this specially sent to the door to scold Midnight who is waiting to enter the results.

Mari Kazama felt that the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit strange, so she refused and said, "I can do it alone."

Seeing that Aizawa Shouta was about to refute, she quickly said, "I'm going to Jungle Kamui."

At the sports festival, Milin Kamui told her that she could go to his office to get the goods, but after so many things happened, she didn't have time to go there until she saw the news from Milin Kamui yesterday.

"Then let's go." Aizawa Xiaota said nothing more.

The Milin Shenwei Office is not far from Xiongying, and she is planning to go out on a temporary basis, so there shouldn't be any problems.

When Kazama Mari arrived at Milin Kamui Office, he was still on mission outside.

After talking to Milin Kamui, she bought a box of ice cream in a store not far from the office, and suddenly saw a familiar person walking by outside the store.

Black hair, a black coat, the exposed skin is full of burn marks, and there is a big bag on his back.

She hesitated for a few seconds, but still chased after him: "Davi?"

Dubi tilted his head and glanced at her: "It's you."

The last time we met, he almost killed her.

"You want revenge?" he asked.

His expression was very flat, as if he was used to seeking revenge.

Kazama Mari didn't know how to reply for a while.

"Ah, by the way," Dabi said, "I don't know your name yet."

Kazama Mari reported his name, and Dabi immediately changed his voice and called out, "Xiaozhen?"

Mari Kazama rolled her eyes: "I don't know you that well, do I?"

"I have pursued you seriously." Dabi pointed to the backpack behind her, "Look, I'm still trying to make money."

"What are you—?"

Dabi suddenly reached out her hand, Kazama Truth had been preventing him from mobilizing his personality, seeing this, he quickly backed away, and at the same moment of avoiding him, she lightened her hand, and the ice cream was snatched away.

"Thank you." Dabi said holding the ice cream box.

"..." Kazama Truth.

"Strawberry flavored?" Dabi looked at the box in his hand for a moment, with a bit of disgust on his face, seeing Mari Kazama staring at the ice cream box, he laughed again, and opened the box.

"This is my latest job." He said while digging ice cream with a spoon.

"Is that a gun?" Kazama Mari said firmly.

"Yes," Dabi asked, "are you going to arrest me?"

He knocked on the wall beside him with his hand, "This seems to be an Internet cafe," his blue eyes slightly curved, and the words he said were like a joke, "There are a lot of people."

If he uses personality, everyone in the Internet cafe will...

Mari Kazama stabilized her expression: "I'm not a professional hero, why bother?"

Dabi's smile deepened.

"I thought All Might's fans were as passionate as him."

Mari Kazama pretended not to hear his sarcasm, and instead asked, "Why do you hate All Might so much?"

"I won't tell you." Dabi turned around, raised his hand casually and waved, "Let's go."

Kazama Mari did not catch up again.

He finished the ice cream that didn't suit his taste, changed cars several times, came to a basement, and kicked open the door.

"Can't you be more polite?" Yilan asked who was puffing on the sofa.

Dabi threw the backpack on the coffee table, and there was a loud bang, and he also lay down on the opposite sofa.

"I told you to put it in a different box, it was noticed." He put his legs on the coffee table, facing Yilan.

Yilan wasn't nervous at all, and took a leisurely puff of cigarette: "Who found out?"

Dabi said, "A little liar."

Kazama Mari obviously wanted to arrest him, but because of his threat, he had to pretend nothing had happened.Seeing her so aggrieved, Dabi became inexplicably happy, so she didn't expose her immature acting skills.

The money is not in vain, he thought suddenly.

Yilan slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and suddenly smelled the sweet smell of strawberries floating from the opposite side, and immediately took a deep breath, the unfinished smoke rushed straight into the trachea, and he was so choked that he coughed.

Through the lingering smoke, he looked at Dabi with complicated eyes, "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person..."

Looks ferocious, acts domineeringly, but likes sweets?

This contrast is too great.

Dabi: "???"

What the hell is Yilan thinking about all day?Dabi changed the subject: "When will you take me to the enemy alliance?"

"Wait for a while," Yilan waved his hand, put the cigarette in his mouth, and opened his bag with both hands to take a look. "It is very difficult to gain the trust of the enemy alliance. I have no other way but to wait patiently." .”

He is considered to be a well-known agent in the underground, but the last time he introduced Fenbe He Yuanren to him, he didn't even see the person in charge of the other party.

This kind of organization is either stunned or well-established, no matter what kind, he doesn't want to offend rashly.

"You can do whatever you want," Dabi said, crossing his legs, "as long as it takes me to the enemy alliance."

He's only interested in the organization the Hero Killer has been with.

As for the rest...

Suddenly remembered Kazama Mari's bewildered expression when he robbed the ice cream.

Gee.