[Comprehensive] Please accept my continuous affection

"Good morning, dear listeners and friends, it's time for the familiar morning broadcast again!"

"Today is a special day, yes, the Heroes Sports Festival is held today!"

"Now Xiongying's school gate has almost become a temporary snack street and figure street. There are also professional heroes and assistants from various offices. Welcome! By the way, let me introduce myself, I am in charge of broadcasting in the morning and evening Station announcer Sen Luomian, please give me your advice.”

"Ah, by the way, although today is an exciting day, you must pay attention to safety. If you are already a high school student, it would be too embarrassing if there is a stampede."

"So that's it, because Mr. Mike has been sitting behind me and waiting for me to finish broadcasting, so today's morning broadcast will temporarily not broadcast manuscripts. Anyway, everyone, please do your best."

"Ah, that's right, repeat again, I was Sen Luomian who wanted to give up today's morning broadcast and go to the lounge to gather, but was dragged by Mr. Mike passing by to the game broadcast room to force today's morning broadcast. I hope everyone will like it Support the radio station! Above!"

I turned off the microphone and glanced sideways at Mr. Mike who was sitting next to me with his legs crossed.

That's right, today is Xiongying's big festival sports festival. Today, Xiongying, which has always been closed teaching, is open. Professional heroes will help patrol the campus and guard the streets.There will also be snack bars and peripheral stores that cooperate with the school to enter the campus for short-term one-day sales.

Aerial drones that broadcast live broadcasts are waiting in every corner of the sky, and the campus is crowded with professional hero candidates from various offices who come to watch the sports festival.

On such days, there is no need for morning broadcasts.

In the final analysis, broadcasting in the morning and evening is just a self-activity within the school. Once outsiders join, this kind of thing seems to represent the face of the school, and I like to talk nonsense and make fun of others. To be on the safe side, Fujioka-senpai and Takamori-senpai So I made the decision to suspend today's broadcast.

I was happy and relaxed, and of course agreed to the decision to give myself a day off.

But probably God couldn't understand me being so idle. When I walked through the corridor of the gymnasium to go to the class lounge on the second floor, I met Mr. Mike who was also planning to go to the battle studio on the third floor.

He usually teaches English in our class, but he knows me.

I said hello to him, and was about to pass by Mr. Mike when he caught me by the collar of fate.

"Little girl, what about your morning broadcast?" Teacher Mike said in a high voice, "I'm still waiting to hear it."

"..."

Didn't expect Mr. Mike to be my fan? !

No, the fans are probably too much, but I didn't expect him to pay attention to this usually.Is it because you have a voice personality that you are very sensitive to voices?

I said embarrassingly, "Well, because the radio station is closed today..."

"It's easy!" Mr. Mike grabbed me by the collar and took me up to the third floor, "I'll lend you the battle broadcast room, just for me to tune in!"

……

So I was forced to give another unusually perfunctory morning report.

No way, the broadcast room does not have a thick pile of manuscripts like a radio station, and even if I want to interact with the audience, I don't have the conditions.

On the contrary, Mr. Mike saw that my broadcast was over, and looked at me while touching his chin: "Hey, you are quite talented, why don't you consider coming to my office in the future?"

"Does Mr. Mike have his own office?" I asked curiously.

"Yeah, there is one with EraserHead, but it is temporarily closed." Teacher Mike shrugged, "Because the focus now is teaching."

I was a little ashamed, and asked tentatively: "...Excuse me, how long has it been temporarily closed?"

"Forgot, about three or four years."

"..."

It was almost time, and I wanted to go to the lounge to adjust my state, so I took the initiative to say goodbye to Mr. Mike.

"Go ahead, come on at the sports festival." Teacher Mike waved at me soullessly, "But if the sports festival doesn't do well, there won't be any professional hero firm offering you an olive branch, okay?"

"Understood, I will work hard." I puffed up my face, looked back at the teacher, and snorted, "Let's go, goodbye teacher!"

"Okay, goodbye, be careful not to get lost on the road."

I turned out from the broadcast room on the third floor and went straight down to the lounge on the second floor.

"You seem a little nervous?" Kusuo asked with interest, floating behind me, "I thought you were very confident."

... Am I the one who is confident?It must be Mitsuri.

I glanced sideways at Mitsuri who followed me like a Pokémon with twinkling eyes.

Is she really okay?

Although according to Mitsuri's request, he submitted the application for the weapon of the wooden sword to the teacher in advance, and got permission...but does the soul that appeared in response to the relationship also have the value of force?

The strange thing is that Kusuo didn't have the slightest doubt about Mitsuri's ability, he almost trusted her completely.

Is it because they usually communicate as spirit bodies?

I'm still a little apprehensive...

But putting aside these things, I think Kusuo and Mitsuri are also very compatible, but I don’t know if the state of the soul can still fall in love?

"It's an important match soon," Kusuo's calm tone revealed some helplessness, "Can you stop being so in love with your brain, and not everyone is like you, everything can be associated with love."

No, I believe Mitsuri is like that too.After all, she seems to be more in love than I am.

"Not everyone has to have a relationship in their life."

It is indeed the heart-breaking speech of Mr. Kusuo, a veteran dead house, it is really shocking.

"...Believe it or not, I killed you?"

I walked to the lounge of Class A of the first year, knocked on the door and pushed in, only to find that almost the whole class had already arrived.

Instead, a familiar classmate who was closer to the door greeted me: "Sen Luo is here? Is the morning broadcast over? We all listened to it!"

I:"……"

How embarrassing and ashamed? !

The squad leader also greeted me with a smile: "Since Sen Luo is here, everyone in our class is also here. Let's cheer each other on before the sports festival!"

"Hey, circle around? I feel a little ashamed."

"What's the matter, stand up and stand up."

"Yes, let's work hard together! Go all out to get good results!"

"Then put your hands together...well, don't look reluctant, you are so out of group!"

"One or two—come on!"

"That's great." Mitsuri sighed softly in my ear, "It's really great that everyone is united."

I glanced at her sideways, and found that she had a smile on her mouth, but her eyes were far away, probably because she suddenly thought of something in her life.

Time passed extremely fast, and not long after, the salute that heralded the opening of the sports festival was fired in the stadium, and Mr. Mike's high-pitched voice was sent to every corner of the stadium by loudspeakers.

"Is Mr. Mike actually commenting on the competition of the first grade?" I muttered to myself, "I thought he was commenting on the second grade, and he just came here to adjust the sound."

Maoyou happened to be not far away from me. He seemed to have heard my thoughts, turned his head and explained to me in a low voice: "Ms. All Might will be the narrator for the second grade. By the way, the live host It was the principal who appeared on stage in person, so if there is no accident for us, it should be our head teacher, Teacher Xiangshan."

Ah, that is Teacher Midnight.

It's exactly the same as last year's first grade sports festival.

Hearing Mr. Mike's introduction to the venue, the squad leader turned around and waved silently to us who stayed quietly in the waiting area, reminding us to enter the venue with an air voice.

We stepped into the sun-drenched gymnasium with the background sound of Teacher Mike's "The first grade is the hero class A of the first grade!"

Kasuga-san took advantage of the opportunity to walk around and sneaked up to me, lowered his voice and said to me, "Speaking of which, the sports festival for the second and third grades should also start at the same time, what a pity, I also want to watch the sports festival for the second grade."

"Let's watch the recording at that time." I said, "There is no other way."

Haruhi glanced at me: "You don't seem to be interested in Toro-senpai's competition at all..."

"..." I felt a little helpless, "Just watch the recording and broadcast."

The auditorium was not as full as it was seen on TV last year, but there were deafening cheers after the show.

Classmate Mao You spread his hands and said: "No way, no matter how you say it, the live competition in the second grade is more exciting. Just watch the recording of our competition."

I breathed a sigh of relief: "That's okay, there are so many people, I always feel a little nervous."

"..." Classmate Maoyou gave me a strange look, "Sen Luo, do you still think you're born?"

"A little bit."

"It's amazing. I thought you were so slick on the radio, there shouldn't be any tension."

At this time, Haruhi, who had been quietly listening to our low-pitched chat, suddenly interjected, "Should you be the one who will take the oath later? Have you thought about what to say?"

"...? Who? Me?" I was at a loss, "Is that the one that Bakugo-senpai made last year? Wait a minute, why was it me?!"

Classmate Maoyou smiled and said, "Oath is the No. 1 entrance exam. Isn't this the default rule?"

"...!!! No one told me at all!!!"

I was in a weird state of anxiety.

Especially when we stood under the rostrum with the class and looked at Mr. Xiangshan, who was wearing a strange combat uniform, standing on the podium, looking at us with a half-smile.

I always feel like she is looking at me.

"The first item, students take an oath." Teacher Xiangshan shook the pointer, "Class A of the first year, Sen Luomian, take the oath on stage!"

...! !

Depend on!It's really fucking me!

If there is such a link, say it in advance!

Do you guys who played very brain cells on the spot understand?

Classmate Mao You quietly poked my back shoulder and lowered his voice: "You are too stiff, come on stage quickly, come on! You can do it!"

I can blow your head!

You you on the line!

Even if the heart is crazily erupting dirty words.

Even though Kusuo had covered his mouth reservedly, covering the upturned corners of his mouth.

But I still had to keep my face stiff and expressionless, stepping up to the podium step by step with heavy steps from the middle of the road that the students lined up on both sides.

When I stood still in front of the microphone, I found a large mass of black heads under the speaking platform, all of which were casting their eyes on me.

Hey, hey, the one on the side introduced to the classmate, "This is the daily announcer, Sen Luomen, he looks cuter than expected." That classmate, you stand too far forward, even if you lower your voice, I can hear it.

Also, isn't it a matter of course that I'm cute? Why should I be surprised by this fact.

I took a light breath.

The familiar microphone gave me a sense of stability.

Just treat it as a habitual broadcast.

"Hey hey-"

I even did an audition.

"Good morning, friends from the first grade of Xiongying, everyone must have heard of me more or less."

"Come on, please remember my face."

"This is the face that will make it to the quarterfinals of the sports festival in the next three years."

"Tsk." Kusuo commented, "It's not as powerful to say that it's the top eight."

I rely on!Am I not confident!If you say first but only get second, isn't that a real slap in the face? !

I don't have the blind self-confidence of that Bakugou senior in the second grade!

Mitsuri clenched her fists: "I will let A Mian get No.1!"

The author has something to say: I fell asleep halfway through writing last night.

Again, I can only try to update every day, but it may not be possible.

Don't wait for the update, because it's really boring to have a negative score without an update for two days.

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