[comprehensive] personality, programming

The food you eat is the king of dogs.

...Although, pussycat members are all cats.

Regarding Aizawa Shouta, North American shorthair cats certainly dare not have opinions, nor dare they be dissatisfied.Catnip often exists but life does not often exist. It is not uncommon for them to know what Aizawa Yuta is like when he beats someone up. Life is more important. After all, they can't beat the really angry elimination hero.

So she took a step back.

"How can there be any opinions? It's nothing. It's impossible. The little sister is so cute..."

The second half of the sentence disappeared into Aizawa Shouta's gaze of "You want to rob me too".

Aizawa Shouta, what should I say?If I say that the little sister is cute, you are afraid that I will try to steal someone from you, even though this little sister is inexplicably attractive to cats... Cough, if I say that I don’t like it, you are afraid that you will use a restraint belt to wrap me up Come to apologize, just say what you want me to say?Men in love lack IQ?

Thinking of this, the North American shorthair cat couldn't help sighing, wanting to go on a blind date and find a man who can pamper him like this.

Next, Hong Jiao Donghong, who is at the top of the troublemaking rank, created a standard answer for North American shorthair cats.

"Yan Daoxue, the teacher is very nice and cute, and you are a perfect match with Mr. Aizawa. I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years. We will remember to give red envelopes when we get married."

Hong Jiaodong clasped his hands in front of his chest, his face was expressionless and serious, and his tone was even and unwavering. The brain circuits of class A instantly connected with Hong Jiaodong, reacting from the ignorance circle, and read the above paragraph with suddenly realized expressions.

Now the confused circle was replaced by pussycat.

North American Shorthair: The brain circuit of your class A is simply...

So terrifying.

"Ahem, the chat is over here, and a lot of time has been wasted." Mandela Cat was the first to recover from the indiscriminate news, "Your Class A, you have to pass through this place before the sunset. A piece of forest to reach the destination of the camp.”

"How long is it?" Bakugo Katsumi looked at Kirishima.

"There are still three hours until it gets completely dark." Kirishima took out his phone.

"Teacher Yandao, can you show us how you would fight Warcraft?" Hong Jiaodong's face said brightly, "I want to see it, I'm curious, I want to learn if I can."

"If you fight Warcraft..."

Yan Dao walked to the largest earth monster.

She raised her hand, and the film space instantly enveloped the monster, and the muzzle appeared in the small space, aiming at the monster's body.The next moment the program started, a monster was directly shot back to the prototype of a pile of dirt.

"I don't have enough brains, my partner is not around, and most of the fights are not technical. Generally, I prefer to choose violent crushing in single-player fights."

After finishing speaking, she put down her hand and looked at Class A behind her.

"If you really want to learn deeper skills, why don't I add some material to your clearance game? I can chase you all the way."

... Let's forget about this, we still want to live, and we don't want to tie our heads to our belts every day. The beatings before are painful enough.

Class A shook its head like a rattle, and instantly turned into birds and rushed into the woods.

Only the two teachers and all members of pussycat were left on the spot, as well as a few scraped leaves.

"Well, just leave the observation to the puppet cat." Mandela stretched. "The rest and I will prepare the children's dinner today. I guess they won't have the energy to cook by themselves when they climb to the dormitory."

I took the trail and walked to the dormitory. I was tired and my boyfriend was on the back. Except that I didn’t bring any luggage, the host of Yandao really came out to play.

The sky is getting late, the boundary between light and shadow begins to blur, the lanterns in the mountains begin to light up one by one, flowing water, insects chirping, fireflies, fish jumping, everything is embraced by love, and the boundary between life and death begins to soften.

... maybe a firework and a kiss are missing.

Thinking this way, Yan Dao stood on tiptoe and leaned close to Aizawa Shouta's ear.

"When is there a fireworks display in Shizuoka, take me to see it?".

"Okay, let's take you to see."

They were a few meters behind the pussycat and the conversation was easily heard.So they lowered their voices, and there was still some whispering at this moment.The smile at the corner of the man's mouth, the anticipation in the girl's eyes, how can it not last forever?

"Hey, hey, are you two finished?" Mandela turned his head as if he couldn't bear it anymore. "Keep up, keep up, the young couple have to wait for the place to make out, it's easy to get lost if you can't keep up here, you have to take it easy when distributing dog food, we are cats, don't eat dog food, just put us in the dog food can Is there still a king's law here?"

Mandrake didn't tell them directly, the two of them were completely reflected in the water, and they didn't even have to turn their heads too much to see what they were doing.

Interrupted by others, Yan Dao blushed from blush to neck, jumped away from Aizawa Shouta, pretending nothing happened and everything was peaceful, so cute.

After that, he walked to the camp step by step, and Yan Dao quickly jumped into the ranks of preparing dinner. It seemed that he hadn't recovered from the scene of showing affection, or being crushed by someone.

The lady is in charge of cooking, and the man is in charge of all kinds of heavy work. The division of labor is perfect. Izumizu put the washed potatoes next to the chopping board, and then quickly ran away.

"Xiaoyandao is great at cooking." Looking at a table of delicacies, Cat Mandela chopped the potatoes in his hand. "Have you studied before?"

"I learned from the recipe." Yan Dao smiled. "Because there is a father who can't cook, and two older brothers who can't cook, so I have to be responsible for cooking since I was a child."

"Eraser head is so lucky." Mandela teased Aizawa Shouta who came back with firewood. "Xiaoyandao's cooking is really delicious. Now that someone is in your mouth, the parents might want to beat you to death. It's a bit of a waste to be with you."

Aizawa Shouta did not answer Mandela Cat's teasing.

Because the parents of the host of Yandao not only want to kill Aizawa Xiaota, whether they have talked with Aizawa Xiaota or not, whether they are from this world or another world, if they start troubles, they will all rush to die Future son-in-law Aizawa disappeared too.

At 07:30 in the evening, Class A successfully arrived at the destination.

"Thank you." Passing a glass of water to each of the collapsed students in Class A, Yan Dao retreated to let out the prepared dinner. "Dinner is ready, drink some water and wash up, and you can eat."

Class A wanted to dance a few laps around the host of Yandao to show their excitement, but the outstretched hand was mercilessly shot by the death ray. Class A clicked and turned his stiff head, looking at the head teacher who had received a lot of stimulation today.

"Wash your hands and eat, because this is the first day, and it is estimated that you have the strength to go through the forest, so we cook the food. From tomorrow onwards, except for breakfast and lunch, we will provide it. You will have to cook your own dinner."

... To be reasonable, isn't this really revenge from the teacher?

Class A fell silent.

"Hahaha, this is true, even the tradition of your heroes." Mandela came over to explain. "Hurry up and wash up and eat, most of today's meals are made by Xiao Yandao."

However, Class A still stubbornly believes that this is revenge from the teacher.

If they were retaliated by the teacher, they would naturally have to retaliate. As for how to retaliate...

Sitting at the dinner table, taking the first bite of food, Class A once again unified their thinking.

So, just eat more of the dishes made by senior sister Yandao, and save less for the teacher.

Seeing through the gang of little bastards under his hands, Aizawa Xiaota raised his eyebrows with chopsticks.

"There will be training starting at seven o'clock tomorrow morning, especially for those who get up in the morning, you'd better eat more now."

The real revenge begins tomorrow.

Class A...

Class A, who has never been able to play well with the head teacher, swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Then they decided not to reserve any of Yandao-senpai's dishes for Aizawa Xiaota.

The moment students and teachers looked at each other, the invisible battlefield was filled with gunpowder.

Class A: Damn, let's die together, teacher!

The battlefield is full of wind and clouds, and there is no one dish left that is very face-saving. However, the consequence of eating too much is that Class A didn't digest much until after soaking in the hot spring. Compared with the teachers who had already fallen asleep, they all stood in the corridor swim up.

Early the next morning, Class A appeared in the Hesu open space with a pair of dark circles under their eyes.

"What are you?" Yan Dao was astonished. "Who did you let hit?"

"No, we ate too much yesterday, but it doesn't affect the training." Tenya Iida raised his hand weakly.

"Are you really sure you can do this?" I was afraid that I would fight you in a while and kill you by mistake.

"We're sure."

So Yandao's main engine took a good posture, and the muzzles of the guns appeared one after another.

"Come on, I'm your first training today, or the previous request, just put me on the ground."

The first training session was as difficult as ever.

Within 5 minutes, all Class A was knocked down.

While they were still lying on the ground, Aizawa Shouta came forward with a kind smile.

"I knew you couldn't beat her. Yandao was not only your first training, but also the last training after your camp. In order for you to fight to defeat her at the end of the camp, we are now conducting a second targeted training." train."

Take a look, isn't retribution coming?

Class A: ...

So you're here waiting for us.

The training that followed was extremely brutal, such as scalding pig's feet with boiling water, stewing yourself in an iron pot, and beating the master to death with random punches. The training methods were unconstrained and unconstrained.

Yan Dao, who had nothing to do, was sitting next to the training ground, and Aizawa Xiaota was leaning against the book tree. Both of them were holding watermelons in their hands, and kept the same frequency of eating melons as Izumizu Kota.

Strictly speaking, the Yandao host is not a hero. She is a teacher sent from outside Yokohama, so Izumizu was too willing to say a few words to her, and Mandela was also very pleasantly surprised.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Class B also arrived at the dormitory. Class A, who was about to be trained (reported) and trained (rehabilitated), seemed to see a savior at that moment.

Class A: Quickly save us, our head teacher, he is a real dog!