[My English] One Hundred Ways to Follow Shouta Aizawa

Aizawa Shouta.

I recalled the list of heroes and their personalities that the teacher gave me before, and there was no such person's name.

But now I don't want to care about that.

Knowing the man's name, I was a little happy for some reason. I strode forward and turned to face him, walking with my back behind my back and giggling.He pretended not to see me, led me to the school gate, and waved again: "Then you can go out this time."

I nodded, and walked out of the campus without hesitation under his gaze.Even though the distance is far away, I can still keenly feel that his sight is still firmly attached to my body.

Really, are you that wary?

I was quite disdainful, if I really wanted to do something, it would be too late the moment I entered the campus,

There are no obstacles near the heroic campus, so I feel that the smooth tracking of Aizawa Yuta must have his own intentions, maybe it is to see what I, the stalker, want to do. There is nothing wrong with it.

I made a call after the Heroic Wall disappeared into the horizon.

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

(You can hear me, Miss Rika.)

The person who answered the phone was named "Black Mist", a general of the enemy alliance.He is said to be a general, but in fact, the teacher puts him in the position of simply transporting personnel.

I didn’t know his real name when he first joined the enemy alliance, but for the sake of convenience, since his personality is a portal, when he uses his personality, his body turns into a black mist to condense into a 'gate', so he gets This is an ability that I think is very convenient.

It's just that sometimes she looks like an old lady, and she does her best in various matters, especially when it comes to dealing with dead karagi.

"Then come and pick me up. Anyway, there is a positioning device in the phone, so just come here." He said as he walked towards a deserted alley.

Although Black Mist's personality is very convenient, but it is conspicuous and easy to remember. Because it is not registered, I still have to pay attention. I am not the kind of person whose final plan collapses because of a small negligence. It is better to be careful. , if someone finds out, the teacher will definitely punish me to modify the memory for those people.

"Miss Li Cao, are you finally willing to come back?"

The next second, black mist came in front of me.

"Tired of playing, anyway, haven't all the brains gone back?"

"Yes, Naowu has arrived at the base, and now you are alone, miss."

"I told you not to call me Miss." Even if she said that, Hei Wu probably wouldn't listen.While saying that, I walked through the foggy door.

The black mist picked me up, it was still that dilapidated little bar, not very popular, and the decoration was very ordinary.From the outside, it looked like an inconspicuous place with a loss of business, but no one thought that behind this door was an underground passage of a huge laboratory.

I opened the wooden door behind the bar, and I entered a small dark room with a combination lock.

After entering the eight-digit password I knew by heart, I felt a sudden tremor in the small space, followed by a strong sense of falling around me. With a sound of "Ding--", the door opened.

This is the laboratory where I have lived for more than ten years, and it still looks bleak.The pale walls and harsh light made me feel no discomfort, and I stepped into my own small room under the impatient gaze of the dead wood hanging.

The room inherited the usual style of the laboratory.Pale walls, pale ceiling light, and a clean experimental bench in the center.

I climbed up to the laboratory table familiarly, pulled the neatly folded surgical drape aside, completely covered myself, and then fell asleep in this white light.

Psychic personalities have no dreams.

I opened my eyes again and was woken up by the alarm clock.

There is no concept of time in the laboratory. When those researchers started the experiment, they were in a daze. As an experimenter, I naturally had no human rights, and was forced to keep awake to carry out one project after another.

And the alarm clock in my room was specially bought by Sigang Muhang as a gift for me.

It looks like a little pig, pink and tender with a simple and honest smile.

Keeping a sitting posture, there are three pointers on its round belly, and the current time is 7 o'clock in the morning.

I still maintain the posture of sleeping, my long hair is not messy at all, and it saves part of my time.

After changing the surgical gown, I put on the clothes that Siganmu prepared for me—a pink and tender skirt.

Shaking off her skirt, she put on matching stockings and boots and walked out of the room.

"Good morning, Hang." I thought I showed a perfect smile and greeted the dead handle wooden hang leaning on the door of my room, although I didn't expect him to get up so early.

Sigang Mudiao, who hid his face behind his wide palm, couldn't see his expression clearly, but his sharp eyes focused on me precisely.

"Early? Don't look at what time it is!"

what time is it?Isn't it only eight o'clock?

I was a little puzzled, I could see that Shigangmu had been waiting for me outside the door for a long time, but isn't it normal for a girl to dawdle a little?I have saved a lot of time just in dressing up.

This may be something that Dead Hand Wood will never understand.

But that didn't stop him from whining along the way.

I was very impatient watching him chattering like a nervous attack. Although it didn't show on the surface, I was always thinking about how to shut him up.But the teacher also clearly told me before that my ability is indeed very convenient, but it cannot be used by my own people.

I am very dismissive of this.

I haven't figured out the details of the teacher, so I definitely won't disobey rashly, but I can still do it secretly.When I was drawn into this alliance of enemies by my teacher, I gave a psychological hint to everyone but not including the teacher: Never be my enemy.

I don't know the teacher's personality yet, but I have figured out the others, and the one that makes me most wary is actually the dead handle wood.Dead handle wood seems to be a single tendon that allows you to manipulate it for his own purposes, but in fact, this single tendon can also get in the way sometimes.

So far he's still pretty useful.

So I've come to the conclusion that - I still can't put my hand on Shikaki to gag that mouth.

Just when I was still melancholy, the destination arrived.