The salted fish of strength supremacy

Are all people equal?

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka sat in the last row and looked at the front, his golden pupils were filled with unchanging indifference, those invisible emotions dyed his eyes transparent and chaotic.

A not uncommon school bullying was taking place in front of him.

"I'm dying of laughter, Green Valley? Xiongying High School?"

"Good grades alone won't make you into the hero department!"

"That's not the case!" Midoriya Izuku hurriedly stood up and explained, "There is no such rule now! Even people with weak personalities can be admitted, but there is no special case like that!"

With a bang, there was a violent sound in the classroom, and the blond boy stepped on the table with a grim expression, "Weak personality? Qu Jiu, you have no personality at all! What qualifications do you have to compete with me on the same stage?!"

Looking at the chaos, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka didn't have the slightest expression on his face that could be called good, and could even be considered boring.

At first, luminous babies appeared in Qingqing City, China, and then newborn babies with "supernormal abilities" appeared one after another all over the world. Soon, the superpowers called individuality spread rapidly. Until today, supernormal has become daily life Become reality.

But are people equal?

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka calmly shifted his gaze to the window, the sunlight outside the window unscrupulously sprinkled on the branches, reflecting the leaves into a dazzling halo.

not at all.

About [-]% of the people in the world have personality, and the remaining [-]% ​​are ordinary people who have no personality at all, living at the bottom of this personality world, that is to say: they are "defective products" abandoned by the gods, and the green valley comes out. Jiu is such a 'defective product' without personality.

"Xiao Sheng, I...I didn't mean to compete with you, I just..." Izuku Midoriya explained incoherently, with obvious timidity in his eyes.

"Shut up." Bakugo Katsuki made a grumpy voice, "Passers-by should behave like passers-by, and they are also without personality, so just stay as honest as that guy!"

Well?

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka turned his head away, and everyone in the class stared at him, including Katsuki Bakugo and Izuku Midoriya who were still in conflict just now.

Yes, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka is the second characterless in this class.

Ah, underestimated.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka made a voice in his heart that did not change his tone. As an ordinary person who does not attract attention and has no personality, it is really depressing. It is not because he cannot become a hero, but because there is no one in this world. Personality is a minority.

"Ayanokouji?" The teacher thought for a while, "I remember that Ayanokouji's choice was a general subject in an ordinary school, because it was so inconspicuous that I even forgot the name of the school."

Everyone turned their heads away in no surprise, not even interested in discussing it.

Just like Kiyotaka Ayanokōji, everything about him is too inconspicuous and boring, his grades are not high, he seems to have no parents, he is even a personalityless person, and he doesn't have any outstanding performance in school. This kind of person will not be noticed until his death. Even the school bully thinks he is too boring so he doesn't bother to bully him.

Although he looks good, he has a gloomy and silent personality, like a ghost that no one sees floating in the air, inconspicuous like a passerby in comics.

Compared with this boring guy, Izuku Midoriya still has the advantage of excellent grades.

That's right, this is Ayanokōji Kiyotaka, an inconspicuous and boring person.

……

'Lack of motivation, no vision of my future. 'This is the judgment made by the Higher Education Institute for Ayanokōji Kiyotaka.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Ayanokōji Kiyotaka has no expectations for his future. He has a mediocre attitude towards his own life. Even if he accidentally stepped on the empty stairs and came to another world abruptly, he would face it with this attitude. Yes, like a salted fish calmly turning over to the sun.

His academic performance is neither high nor low, and he hasn't joined any clubs, and he doesn't have any friends except Lugu Izuku.

Such a life is quite a failure in the eyes of most people.

"I didn't make any friends today." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka opened the can of coffee in his hand and took a sip. He looked at the beverage can in his hand and let out a sigh without any ups and downs.

"It's really hard to make friends."

Izuku Midoriya sat next to him and sighed, "If Ayanokōji has always been like this, you won't be able to make friends, because you don't have the posture to make friends at all."

"What kind of posture do you need to make friends?" Ayanokōji Kiyotaka thought for a moment, and then said in a calm tone, "Should I shout 'I want to be friends with you!' like Green Valley, and scare away my classmates?"

"This has never happened before!" Midoriya Izuku looked at him helplessly.

Obviously he was joking, but Ayanokōji Kiyotaka always has a way to make such words extra boring. Although there is a big reason for his tone of voice, in fact... it is because he doesn't care at all.

"It's a conversation. When introducing myself, I only said my name and said that I have nothing good at it. How can I make friends like this!"

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka took another sip of coffee without paying much attention, "I see, I will try to find my own strengths and say it when I introduce myself next time."

"Really?" Midori Izuku sat quietly next to him and said in distress, "Ayanokōji doesn't feel like making friends at all, because he hasn't acted at all, it's not so much a goal, it's more like casually telling me the same."

"Huh? I'm obviously serious about making friends." Ayanokōji Kiyotaka retorted casually, "It's just that everyone refuses to be friends with me."

"That's because Ayanokōji exudes an aura of not getting close to strangers!"

Izuku Midoriya couldn't help sighing again. Kiyotaka Ayanokōji has always looked like this since he met him when he was a child. He doesn't seem to have the slightest expectation for life. He doesn't have dreams and doesn't work hard. As long as he can live, it doesn't matter. , like a complete waste wood.

"By the way, Lugu, did you really apply for Xiongying?" Ayanokōji changed the subject, "As far as I know, Xiongying High School needs a strong personality test."

Green Valley Chujiu wilted in an instant, like a shriveled broccoli.

"I know, but I don't want to give up, I will definitely become a hero!"

Swallowing the bitter coffee in his mouth, Kiyotaka Ayanokōji thought for a while, "Although I shouldn't care about this matter, it would be better if I choose general subjects."

He took out his phone from his pocket, looked at the message on it, his golden pupils looked extraordinarily sharp in the setting sun, "The admission rate for Heroes and Heroes is only 1/300, you can pass the grades, but in terms of personality, you are green." Gu, you are too disadvantaged."

"But being a hero doesn't just depend on personality! Some heroes are more inclined to physical skills when they are active, such as..." Izuku Midori went into his schoolbag to find his notebook, but he couldn't find it.

"Hey? Why not?" He muttered in a low voice, looking for the schoolbag over and over again, "Could it be left behind at school?"

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka held the drink can, "Lvgu?"

"I left something at school, Ayanokōji, go home by yourself, I'm going back to school!" As Izuku Midoriya picked up his schoolbag and ran out, soon Ayanokōji Kiyotaka could only see a blurred back.

Standing up from the bench, Ayanokōji Kiyotaka threw the drink can into the trash can, and said indifferently:

"Well, let's go home then."

With a ding-dong sound, Qingtaka Ayanokōji opened the latest received message. He stared at the phone screen, his golden eyes slightly narrowed. This message was a bit unbelievable, which caused him to turn around without paying attention to the road ahead. He seemed to be surrounded.

Ayanokōji Kiyotaka raised his head, and three or five tall teenagers blocked his way. They looked like high school students and they were still wearing school uniforms.

It was only later that he realized that this alley was a place that students in the school had been telling them not to come here. Once they entered, terrible things would happen.

"Tch, it turned out to be a brat." The man in the middle stared at Ling Xiaolu Qinglu with disdain on his face, "Little brat, if you don't want to be beaten, hand over all the money you have on you."

It turned out to be just blackmail.

No matter what society there is, there is no shortage of righteous people and criminals. Even if the hero profession is in full swing or even saturated, the crime rate remains high.

"Hey, what are you looking at! Hand over the money!" the man yelled, "or we'll beat you to a pile of trash!"

A gust of wind blew, and the wind blew up Ayanokōji Kiyotaka's hair, revealing his pair of golden eyes.

It was as cold as if permeated with metal.