[My English] One Hundred Ways to Follow Shouta Aizawa

With the ringing of the class bell, the physical education class began.

It was also the start of a day that seemed like a nightmare to me.

Heroic High School is a school for cultivating heroes, and for the elite Class A, it focuses on cultivating the qualities of heroes themselves.In addition to their own sense of justice and responsibility, what heroes need more is-combat power.

However, combat power is something I don't need at all.

I looked around at the students of Class A who were doing basic warm-ups, and stared blankly at Shouta Aizawa, at a loss as to what else to do. I hadn’t experienced physical education, so naturally I didn’t know how useful these warm-up exercises were. What's the use.

Liri Ochako kindly reminded me: "Do some warm-up exercises, otherwise you may strain yourself later."

I blinked and made a distressed look: "But I don't know how to warm up."

Liri Ochako smiled when she heard the words, and she warmly moved forward and began to teach some small methods of warming up.For example, pulling the legs, such as pulling the back, such as lowering the waist, etc... But as I was doing it, I found something wrong.

"Liri-sang...why...?" Is this kind of warm-up action that can perfectly show the figure?Isn't there something like squatting?

"Ahahaha." Liri Yuchazi's eyes were erratic, she seemed to be looking for a reason to get away with it, but her pretentious appearance couldn't deceive people, and the voice in her heart even more straightforwardly stated her purpose.

【It's not for Mr. Aizawa!What to do now. 】

For Aizawa's sake?For him what?

But before I figured out why, Aizawa Shouta blew the whistle and ordered everyone to gather in one place.

"Then, let's run around the playground three times to warm up." He seemed to give the order casually, and none of the students around him resisted. I was sweating profusely, not to mention three laps, just half a lap would kill me.

I swallowed my saliva, looked at Yuta Aizawa and raised his hand resolutely: "Mr. Aizawa! I can't run!"

But who knew that Aizawa Shouta just glanced at me and didn't think about it, but seeing the students who had gradually moved away from me, he gritted his teeth and followed their pace.

Perhaps because of my concern, the leader, Hong Jiaodong, didn't run fast. Except for Baohao Katsuki, who led the way, the rest followed behind Hong Jiaodong steadily.

At first I was able to follow with ease, but I couldn't adjust my pace or my breathing. It didn't take long for me to be out of breath and my eyes darkened.

He was originally at the end of the line, but the more he ran, the heavier his legs became, and the further away he was from the last person.

But the more this happened, the more rampant the unwillingness in my heart became. I gritted my teeth and stuck my neatly manicured nails into my palms, not caring what marks would be left.But the more you insist, the more difficult your body will be.

The throat cavity is like a broken blower, operating with a whirring sound, trying to transport a large amount of oxygen to the lungs for supply, but the oxygen content is negligible, and the lungs still hurt, and there is a breath of air from the throat without exhaling. The smell of blood seemed to spill blood from the inside out in the next second.

After about one lap, Bakugo Katsuki had already passed me for the last lap, and I saw him cross the finish line easily with a blurred vision, heading towards the next goal without even looking at the big team go.

I staggered and almost fell to the ground, but thanks to the momentary tightening of my arm, I had to fall on that person again.

I turned my head to look, one red and one white, it was hot and frozen.

After stabilizing his body, he also took advantage of the situation and let go of his hand. I tried my best to say a few words and thanked him softly, but his response was to accept this thank you with a slight nod.

They ran three laps, but I couldn't hold on for just one lap. I stumbled across the finish line, and suddenly lost strength and fell face down.I closed my eyes, preparing to face the ensuing pain, but what I fell into was the embrace of a scent of lemon.

I knew who the owner of this embrace was. I wanted to recover my strength and jump out of it, expressing that I didn't need his care, but my body let myself stay inside.

There was a sigh above his head, and then his body was lifted horizontally by him with a slight sense of weightlessness.

"You study by yourself for a while, and I'll go to the infirmary."

Immediately afterwards, my mind relaxed, and my eyes were dark.

When I woke up, I was lying on the not-so-soft mattress in the infirmary. There was no nurse girl around me, and I was the only one in silence.

The physical waste is worthy of being a physical waste, and he fainted from exhaustion after running 1000 meters.

My body was still sore after exercise. I rubbed my legs, lifted the sheets and got out of bed. Just at this time, the door of the infirmary was opened.

I followed the voice and looked up, and saw that the person who came was rather annoyed: "What are you doing here?"

Aizawa Xiaota didn't know what kind of temper this person in front of him was throwing again: "Today is not over yet, you are still my student, it seems that there is no problem if the student faints and the teacher comes to see it."

He seemed to have no problem talking.

"Then what do you do now?"

He put his hands in his pockets, walked to the bedside, and pulled me up from the bed: "It's time for get out of class to end, and you will not be my student if you leave this campus."

"That's right!" I couldn't wait for this. I don't want to be supervised as his student anymore. If I were to run another 1000 meters, I'm afraid I would stay on that horrible runway forever .

Although he is a road idiot, but as the end of school is approaching, there are many students guiding the way along the way.I had already changed out of my gym clothes in the infirmary, thanks to Liri Ochako kindly remembering me.

The bright red coat stood out among a group of people wearing school uniforms, and the gorgeous appearance and eye-catching blond hair attracted a lot of attention.

"Ah! It's Licao sauce!"

Li Ri Ochako ran towards me while waving her hands, and took my empty arm, chatting kindly and enthusiastically.

But I don't feel bored at all.

"I didn't expect Li Cao-chan's body to be so poor. You need to exercise hard."

"Ah, thanks to Mr. Aizawa, he was the one who sent you to the infirmary."

"I know this, I have already thanked him very much." But when he said this, he had a bit of gnashing of teeth.

Aizawa Shouta glanced at me without changing his face and heartbeat, not thinking about it.

But this time of intimacy with the little cutie didn't last long, we separated at the intersection, she walked towards home, and I followed Aizawa Xiaota back home.

No, back to my "home".