Stare at who turns into a cat [Comprehensive]

Aizawa Shota considers himself an enlightened parent, and has always held a tolerant attitude that cannot limit the free nature of cats, and never interferes with his nephew's private time and circle of friends.However, that doesn't mean he doesn't pay enough attention to it. On the contrary, it can be said that any changes in his own brat can't escape his eyes. If there is a tendency to grow crooked, he will definitely pull out the evil tumor immediately.

First, what he has to do is...

"Ms. Aizawa? Teacher Aizawa?" A colleague's voice suddenly sounded in his ear, as if he had noticed that he was distracted, so the other party couldn't help reaching out and pushing his shoulder, reminding him in a low voice: "I just called the phone number for class. The bell is ready, if you don't leave, you will be late. Besides, the transfer students in your class are still waiting, don't keep waiting for them."

"Ah, I see..." The black-haired teacher responded slowly, and finally pulled out of his thousands of thoughts, and looked forward.

The disturbing young man was leaning against the door of the office, looking at the sky with one hand in his pocket in a ruffian manner, probably because of the glare of the sun, his pair of deep green eyes narrowed slightly, but he continued to use it persistently. Eyes chasing the birds flying past the window.Although it was a slightly naive move, but because of his aggressive temperament, even if some students accidentally passed by, they didn't dare to observe his every move carefully, and all of them fled away like flying.

Only Aizawa Shouta was able to stare at him unscrupulously, and keep his eyes on the position near the neck for a long time.

Juli put on the uniform of Xiongying High School today, without needing to be reminded, he consciously fastened the buttons to the top, tightly covering the black leather belt around his neck.But such a well-regulated dress is obviously not in line with his habits. In just a short while, he has repeatedly pulled open the collar to let the wind out, kneading the originally stiff fabric until it becomes soft and deformed, and can no longer maintain the original shape. .

An ornament like a collar protruded from the neckline, half-covering its presence.

——He didn’t even want to say who gave it to him. In the end, who did he know? The ominous premonition is so strong that it’s hard to ignore.

The guardian who hit a wall for the first time last night frowned, and he still can't believe it until now. The nephew, who has always been unrepentant, hesitated and refused to answer no matter how much he asked. In the end, he was pressed too hard, so he just pretended to fight Yawned, and slipped back to the room on the grounds of sleeping.

You know, the pointer on the dial had just reached the nine o'clock position at that time, and it was not the time for cats to rest at all, so it was really a very poor excuse.

Recalling all the clues, Aizawa Xiaota stood up with a lot of thoughts, relying on the great sense of responsibility and perseverance of the senior teacher, forcibly suppressed his personal emotions, and said in a rather formulaic tone: "Come with me to the class Report it, transfer student."

Hearing the guardian calling him in such a blunt tone for the first time, Aizawa Juri was still a little uncomfortable for a while, and rarely showed a trace of confusion.However, he quickly remembered his evasive behavior, and couldn't help but feel guilty about it. He could only follow behind the man obediently, not daring to raise any protests at all.

——You can't let your uncle know about the port mafia, otherwise, before he matures, he will probably be rubbed by the Aizawa-style family rules until his life is worse than death.So he must not expose the things he knows!

The name of Gravity Manipulator is so famous that even a three-year-old child has heard of it, let alone a professional hero who has been stationed on the front line of the struggle all year round. As long as the words "Central Plains Chuya" are mentioned, one will immediately think of that one. The various deeds of the bit and the horrible world in which they live.

If it is said that Juli got on the list of parental hatred of "never want this guy to be friends with my son" based on his temperament, then, as one of the five major cadres, the young man's reputation alone is enough to win the first place.In short, his uncle is also a responsible patriarch, and it is absolutely impossible for him to let go of the private relationship between the two of them.

——Don’t mention it, don’t mention it, even if the cold war lasts for three to five days, you must keep the secret tightly.

He secretly made up his mind with the courage of a strong man breaking his wrist, his face tensed up unconsciously, showing the standard villain expression that can scare a child to tears.

So when he entered the classroom with the black-haired teacher, the students in Class A of Year 1, who were whispering to each other, immediately fell into a frozen atmosphere, and there was an exclamation in their hearts almost at the same time: This person should come to compete with Bakugo for the first place. A villain of the throne! ... By the way, is it really okay to put these two scary guys in the same class? !

Izuku, who had a miserable experience, trembled suddenly, like a rodent digging a hole and accidentally digging into a tiger gathering place, tremblingly moving his eyes back and forth, observing the mood index of the large wild animals.At any rate, one of these two is his (nightmare-like) childhood. Judging from the experience he has gained from being beaten for many years, he feels that there is no danger for the time being.

...Although Xiaosheng's calm appearance was more terrifying than usual, like the gap before the storm, it contained a strong oppressive force that made people shiver.

He rubbed his soft, shaggy green hair, and began to pray in his heart that nothing violent would happen later.

Maybe God heard the call in his heart. The black-haired boss obviously didn't pay attention to anyone, but was meditating on himself, until he was reminded by the class teacher, and then squeezed out as if waking up from a dream. With a piece of chalk, I wrote my name on the blackboard.

The strong and powerful strokes made a sharp sound like a whistle. No wonder he spoke like a man. His aggressiveness almost leaped out of the protracted words, turning into a sharp arrow and piercing into the wall fiercely. Inside.

"—Name, Juri Aizawa, above."

The boy tossed the chalk lazily, and made a simple self-introduction when it fell into the box with precision.Not only did he not feel the cramped feeling that a transfer student should have when entering a new environment, he didn't even bother to talk about hobbies, as if he didn't mind whether he could integrate into the group at all.

"..."

It was the first time for Aizawa Shouta to come into contact with his nephew as the homeroom teacher, and now he felt more tired than before, and he couldn't take out the parent's gift to beat the other's head, so he waved it like a mosquito. Arm in plaster.

"You have also seen the situation of the class, there are exactly 20 people, so you can only sit in a row alone, is it okay?"

Shuli's eyes lit up immediately, obviously looking as if he could only wish for it, and he was about to walk to the last row with his schoolbag in his hand, "Then I'll sit..."

"You sit here." His guardian pointed to the position next to the desk, mercilessly cutting off his dream.

As we all know, sitting next to the teacher is definitely not a special favor, but the highest level of "throne" reserved for problem students.To put it simply, any behaviors such as dozing off in class, arriving late and leaving early, harassing other students in the same class, etc., can all be said goodbye to this person.

The black-haired boy froze in place as he kept raising one foot. He had obviously been greatly shocked, and his whole body fell into a state of doubting his life.

If the person who gave the order was an ordinary teacher, he could pretend that he didn't hear it, and still go his own way to occupy his favorite geomantic treasure.However, facing the guardian who has been sitting firmly at the top of the food chain all year round, he has no room to resist.

——Why did he transfer to this class...

Feng Shui took turns, and this time he finally realized what kind of hellish campus life he was about to face.

The black-haired teacher who managed to win the round raised the corners of his lips calmly, and began to use the double privileges of being a class teacher and a patient openly: "It happens that my hands are not very convenient recently, so I will trouble you to do some things for me. Mr. Shuli."

The person whose name was named was wilting at a speed visible to the naked eye, which once gave people the illusion that his height had suddenly shrunk.

——Devil, devil teacher!

Although I don't know the relationship and entanglement between these two people, it is really beyond the reach of ordinary people to firmly suppress the transfer student who has a terrifying aura.

The students in class A of the first year had a new understanding of how scary the head teacher was, and they couldn't help putting away their gossip antennas one by one, and quietly pretended to be good babies.

The whole morning passed quickly, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, the get out of class bell jingled, reminding the arrival of the lunch break.

Shuli was physically and mentally wounded, so naturally he didn't dare to continue wandering around the big devil, so he quickly grabbed his wallet and fled the classroom like flying steps.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left with his front foot, there was a shadow following behind him, chasing him like lightning. It was obviously a long-planned move.

"Hey--"

The man grabbed his arm very rudely, probably because he felt that there was no way to have a good conversation in the corridor, so he simply pulled him into the nearby bathroom with all his strength.

Because they came out too fast, the bustling crowd poured out of the classroom half a beat later, and filled every corner of the teaching building with noisy voices in a blink of an eye, really as noisy and disorderly as a flood flooding a dam.

So once again, he was dragged into a deeper compartment, and the other party slammed the door shut, cutting off most of the noise.

Two teenagers of similar stature almost completely occupied the small space. In order not to stick together, Aizawa Juri shook off the shackles of the other person, and kept a little distance between them with arms crossed.

"Why, can't wait to play a game?"

Although it was a question sentence, but he was speaking in a statement tone, coupled with a casual look with downcast eyes, it was no different from provocation.

Compared with passive defense, he prefers to take the initiative and never let himself be at a disadvantage.Besides, this is not the first time he has experienced the temper of the person in front of him.

"Ha, do you think I'm a bully who casually seeks trouble?" The milk-blonde boy sneered, with disdain and arrogance showing from the corners of his eyes and brows, but he didn't realize that he was explaining what a bully does by himself.

Of course, maybe that wasn't really from his original intention, it's just that a pair of hanging eyes are too fierce, and he looks a little scary when he's not angry, not to mention his serious appearance, which looks like a fire-breathing dragon, as if As soon as it opens its mouth, it can spit out hell flames that can completely incinerate the opponent.

To use a general evaluation to describe it, Bakugo Katsuki really deserves to be the most villainous hero reserve. A person who is a little bit timid will basically tremble with fear when he stands in front of him for two seconds.

It's a pity that the guy in front of him is obviously not the type who easily fears, his expression didn't change at all, he just tilted his head, and asked in a strange way: "It's not looking for faults, and it's not fighting, so why did you arrest me here?"

Doesn't Lao Tzu look like a serious business type?

A vein popped out of Baohao's forehead, he gritted his teeth and endured it for a long time before he murmured out a few syllables, "Sports festival... you will definitely participate?!"

Once the topic started, it would be easier to talk about it later, and he didn't give the other party time to react, and he jumped out like a machine gun: "I don't have the patience to wait until after graduation, so this time You must participate in the sports festival! If you refuse, I will pressure you to sign up...!"

"Okay." The black-haired boy responded happily.

In the end, because he was yelling too loudly, the milk-blonde boy couldn't hear what the other person said clearly, so he thought of the worst answer on his own, and continued to grit his teeth and threaten: "I knew you would refuse, okay , I will blow you up right now!"

Even though he said that, sparks did not explode from his raised fist, but he slammed on the partition behind the tree, causing a slight tremor.

Due to the movement, the distance between the two of them was instantly drawn so close that they could almost feel each other's breath.Then, a helpless sigh came from his ear.

"Aren't you a good listener? What I said was—well, ah, I was going to participate."

...that's fucking embarrassing.

In Katsuki's life, Bakugo has left a strong and colorful stroke in this way.If you open his memoirs, you will probably see regretful remarks like "Are you an idiot?! Why did you follow me to ask?! Honestly waiting for the day of the game?!"

To sum it up accurately in one sentence - Damn, I was so stupid that I cried.

When things got into such a mess, he couldn't think of anything to say to save the situation for a while, but he glanced down and just caught sight of the leather belt around the other party's neck, and immediately, as if he had grasped something, he stuck his neck in disgust and said: "Who is your pet? It's ugly to have that kind of thing."

"..."

Assuming that there is a ranking list for class A that can live and die, it is estimated that Hong Jiaodong can compete with Bakugo Katsuki, or that they are tied for the first place, and no one will object.

"You really dare to say it." This time the person gnashing his teeth was replaced by Aizawa Juri, but he obviously had a better way than beating the opponent to relieve his anger, and immediately raised his hand to fix the opponent's head.

"Baohao, do you dare to look me in the eyes and say it again."

"Why don't I dare...!" The person whose name was called raised his eyes subconsciously, and met the deep green eyes, and immediately realized that he had been caught in a trap, and hurriedly struggled back.But helplessly, the hands of the person in front of him were tightly grasping his milk-blond hair, and refused to let go no matter what.

Within five seconds, he couldn't even think about which was more embarrassing, alopecia areata or becoming a cat, and his vision suddenly dropped a lot.

"You fucking... meow meow meow!!!"