The Hero Academia I Dream

Chapter 142 The next day’s patrol and crusade invitation

Young people are almost all night owls, except Bakugo Katsuki, who goes to bed early at 8 or 9 in the evening, and Midoriya Izuku, who will go out on patrol early tomorrow morning. The other classmates of 1-A are lying in bed and playing with their mobile phones. There is Mineta Minoru squatting in the corner looking at the notebook.

Uraraka Ochaco: Hum, what is your picture? White and tender.

Tsuyu Asui: It should be someone’s back.

Mineta Minoru: Isn’t it a girl’s back? Hey~ I didn’t expect you to be Shoto Todoroki like this.

Erlang Xiangxiang: You seem to be a pervert who has no right to laugh at others.

…….

At 6:30 in the morning the next morning, Izuku opened his eyes in the alarm of his phone.

“A night without a dream, so comfortable~” I stretched my waist, sat up from the bed, and looked at All Might’s figure standing on the head of the bed with his biceps. The smiling face on the figure remained unchanged, and Izuku stretched out. The finger pressed a button under the figure.

“It’s okay! Why do you want to ask? Because! I’m here! Plus Ultra!!” The loud and steady voice of All Might came out from the microphone of the figure.

“Plus Ultra!!” Izuku raised his right hand as he did when he was a child, and shouted together with the voice of the hands.

“Yo Xi! Today is still a full day!” Izuku waved his hands and walked towards the dryer.

“Pattern.” Pressing the button on his chest, the previously loose Combat Suit quickly covered Izuku’s body.

“No matter how many times I watch it, I will still be amazed.” Izuku said so, and walked to the window and opened the curtains. At this time, the sun has risen. Although it is not very bright, it still gives Izuku a sense of peace of mind. .

“But why do I have the urge to jump out of the window? Is there something wrong with my head?”

Standing downstairs in the teacher’s dormitory and watching Spider-Man crawl out of the window, Izuku knew that his head was not the problem.

“Morning, Deku.” Spiderman landed handsomely and reached out his hand to say hello to Izuku.

“Morning, Spider-Man, you are so early too.”

“The morning exercise is very important.” Spider-Man narrowed his eyes.

“Little spider! Wait for me! Wow!!”

“Boom!” A red figure fell from the height of the fifth floor, his head on the ground, motionless.

“Uh…this…Heroes is okay?” Izuku didn’t know where he took out a wooden stick and poked Deadpool with his feet upright.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, this guy’s [quirk] is [recovery] that has split his whole person apart, and he can grow out again. In this way, at most the neck bone is broken, and it will be well soon.” Spiderman posed. Waved, and worked with Deadpool for at least three years, naturally knowing this guy’s urination.

“Hmm…Spider-Man, I have had a question since you came down. I wonder if I can ask?”

“Say it.”

“Do you always walk through the window whether you are out on a mission or in normal times?”

“Well…it depends.” Spider-Man touched his chin and said.

“Ulululu!” The dead servant who was lying on the body suddenly propped himself up with both hands, then pinched his nose and sprayed out two bruises.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

“Hurry up, I hope that Mexican hand-rolled door opened.” Spider-Man cast a glance at Deadpool who was cleaning up the bruises.

“Wait for me, I feel like my hyoid bone is stuck in my throat.” Deadpool lifted his mask, revealing the pits and pits on his face, and put his hand into his throat. Deadpool let out waves of vomiting. sound.

“I and Deku are leaving first, you can toss your throat here, or meet on the top of the sixth fan.” Spider-Man sprayed spider silk from his wrist and slid out.

“Then, Mr. Deadpool, I will go now.” Izuku politely said goodbye to Deadpool, and black wings appeared on his back again. Izuku flew up into the sky and flew towards the city.

“Grumbling, vomit!!” The saliva mixed with a piece of cartilage came out of Deadpool’s mouth.

“Don’t run so fast!” Deadpool shook his hands, shook off his disgusting saliva, and without washing his hands, he directly used the jetpack to fly to Izuku, who had not yet flown out of U.A.

“Mr. Deadpool, your throat is better?” Izuku turned to see Deadpool flying next to him and touching his neck with one hand.

“It’s just a new piece of cartilage.” Deadpool’s voice was a little weird.

“Spider-Man is going first. We have to be faster.” The wings on Izuku’s back changed sharply, turning into the look of a jetpack on Deadpool’s back. The jetpack on Izuku’s back sprayed blue. Flame.

“Oh, your [quirk] is very special! How about selling it to me? How about I buy it for 30 million?” Deadpool stretched out three fingers, whether there was any clean drool on his fingers.

“[ quirk] can’t be bought or sold, it’s better to say that [quirk] can’t do anything…” Izuku remembered that [FALL FOR ONE] that guy was a BUG.

“Can’t you? You, like the little spider, are not willing to sell your own baby. I also wanted to buy the spider sensor in his head, which is also 30 million. He also didn’t sell it, unhappy, blablablabla… …” Deadpool put his arms around his chest, his mouth kept talking like a machine gun.

‘I think I know why Spider-Man and Mr. Deadpool are playing well. ’

‘Because both of them are particularly capable of speaking. ’

Izuku’s red eyes flashed with helplessness. The Spiderman with a broken mouth was already very annoying, but now there is another deadpool who can be sturdy, and he is simply convinced.

Izuku turned on the Bluetooth in the headgear, connected the phone to Bluetooth, played two soothing songs, and adjusted the sound to the maximum.

At 7:10 in the morning, Izuku and Deadpool arrived on the roof of the sixth floor at the same time. Spider-Man was already sitting on the edge of the roof and eating with a Mexican hand roll. Spider-Man who heard the sound turned his head and saw the two of them. .

“You two are so slow, my hand rolls are almost half eaten.” Spiderman said, throwing the two bought hand rolls to the two of them.

“Why mine is still sweet sauce?” Deadpool took a bite, frowning slightly, he prefers hot sauce.

“Mr. Deadpool, if you don’t mind, I have a tube of hot sauce here.” Izuku said as he took out a hot sauce like toothpaste from his small backpack, and handed it to Deadpool, who knows several languages. The text on the hot sauce knew that it was Maozi’s stuff, and he took the toothpaste without hesitation, uh, hot sauce.

“Thanks, how did you know that I like Maozi’s hot sauce?”

“Actually, I leave that tube of hot sauce to Xiao Sheng, but if Mr. Deadpool likes it, then give it to Mr. Deadpool.”

Bakugo Katsuki in the cram school was suddenly upset, and an explosion almost blasted a kid into the sky.

“Hot! What are you doing! Almost hurt a child! Don’t you want to get a temporary license?!!!”

“Damn! Laozi got it!”

“Hey, hey, hey, um, it’s still Maozi’s hot sauce delicious.” The dead waiter, who was full of hot sauce, patted the headgear Izuku was wearing while eating.

“Your quirk is completely different from what I heard, is it fake?”

“After a long rest, my personality naturally changed.” Izuku said lightly.

“How old are you? Talking such old-fashioned things.” Deadpool patted Izuku’s headgear again.

“Have you finished the hand roll? Let’s start today’s patrol after eating.” Spiderman wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and looked at Izuku and Deadpool.

“I’m fine.” Izuku wiped his mouth with the back of his hand in the same way.

“Why do I eat the slowest every time?” Deadpool still had a little hand roll left.

“Oh, yes, in addition to patrols, I also received an invitation this morning. I think Deku can participate together.” As if thinking of something, Spiderman took out his phone from his pocket and clicked on a text message.

“What invitation? Is it a prom invitation? A beautiful girl!” When Deadpool heard the invitation, he rushed forward.

“It’s not a prom invitation!”

“Pop!” With a kick to Deadpool’s face, Spider-Man threw the phone to Izuku, and Izuku took the phone.

“Explaining meeting on the crusade of the Bashai Association? What organization is the Bazhai Association of Death? And why is there a task of rescuing the hostages?” Izuku asked while sliding his phone.

“I don’t know the details, but it should also be fighting criminals. Do you want to participate? Deku?”

“That’s just enough.” Throwing the phone back to Spider-Man, Izuku patted his chest, and finally there is something big to do!

“It looks like you are very excited, so take this momentum and complete the patrol this morning.”

“Oh!!”

“Although there are no big girls, I still have little spiders.”

“Go ahead!”