The Second Generation of Hong Kong and Black Heroes

"You've been smiling like this since just now, did something funny happen?" Sakaguchi Ango looked at Kirishima Genshin and asked, he glanced at his phone, raised his brow slightly, "Is it your home again?"

"Yes, he was worried about me and told me to be careful." Kirishima Yanzhen shook his phone and smiled.

Ango Sakaguchi is used to his ostentatious attitude, but thinking of his age, he couldn't help muttering: "Children nowadays are really precocious, young people~"

The little golden retriever who was being teased lifted his spirits, and said unhurriedly: "My brother also said that you are a bad old man, very bad, please keep me away from you. Now I think what he said is really reasonable."

Ango Sakaguchi: ...

He couldn't help rubbing Kirishima Yanzhen's head, ignored his words, and changed the subject: "Let's go to the teacher's office first, your homeroom teacher must be waiting for you."

The other procedures have already been done in class, now you only need to go to the office and wait for the class, and then the teacher will take it to the classroom.

Kirishima Yanzhen found from the corner of his memory that when he went to school six years ago, it seemed that the process was the same, but the teachers were not very friendly at that time.

What Xiongying said might be a little different.

"All Might work here, will he be in the office later?"

"Should be." Ango Sakaguchi lowered his voice, "But you have changed a lot compared to six years ago, so I probably won't recognize you."

"Yeah." Kirishima Yanshin is not worried about whether he will be recognized, but for the past six years he can only watch All Might on TV. Now that he sees it with his own eyes, he can be sure of his state. After all, six He disappeared for a while years ago, it should be a physical problem.

Throwing out the events of six years ago in his mind, Genshin Kirishima said again: "Speaking of which, who is the head teacher of Class A? I remember he was seriously injured in the USJ incident. How is it now?"

"You didn't investigate? It's really rare." Sakaguchi Ango, "Since you don't know, you will know when you see it later."

"You guys are not good at the Supernatural Secret Service Division. We have to handle everything by our port mafia." Kirishima Yanshin this time focused his attention on the relationship between the USJ incident and AFO, as well as the current situation of All Might. To deal with the less important class teacher's problems.

But there is also a reason that he feels that the Supernatural Secret Service Division should take the initiative to handle this kind of thing for him. Maybe this is also to test the capabilities of their port mafia.

Ango Sakaguchi immediately got the implication of Kirishima's truth and what was in his heart, and couldn't help but cover his head: "Let's stop testing each other's suspicions here. It's not a good thing that you and I have too serious occupational diseases."

Both of them are people who are used to grasping the loopholes in their words, seeing through other people's behavior trends and intentions behind them, and they happen to be in hostile camps. Even if they cooperate temporarily now, it is inevitable to take a stand.

In this way, it seems that Mori Ogai and the farming chief really must choose him as the guardian. If someone else talks like this, maybe the two of them will start fighting.

"It's indeed an occupational disease, you simply forgot to give it to me, right?" Kirishima Yanma snickered, it's much easier to look at the problem by abandoning his standpoint, and he can also find that Ango Sakaguchi is rarely stupid.

Sakaguchi Ango not to be outdone: "This is because I believe in your ability too much."

"Okay, for the sake of your trust in me, I reconciled with you Brother Anwu... No, Mr. Anwu."

"It's not big or small, call me brother!" Sakaguchi Ango said with a straight face on purpose, like an elder.

"No! My family also said that I can't call you brother, you are a bad old man."

"..." Brother Ye in your family is only a few years younger than me, this is pretending to be young!

"Don't secretly speak ill of my brother Ye in your heart!"

Yasugo Sakaguchi: ... Another mind-reading monster!

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Ango Sakaguchi sent Kirishima Yanshin out of the office and left to find the principal to go through other teaching-related procedures, leaving the little golden retriever to meet his teacher alone.

Most of Xiongying's first-grade teachers are in this office. Kirishima Yanzhen knocked on the door and walked in. After introducing himself, he raised his head and saw a familiar figure at first sight.

The man was the same as six years ago, still wearing black clothes and black trousers, with a gray restraint belt around his neck, but now the bandages covered his entire face, and wrapped up his loose black half-long hair.

In the past, he looked a bit dirty with a shaggy beard and fish eyes hanging from his eyes. He looked sleepy. He didn't look like a teacher at all, let alone a hero. On the contrary, he was quite decadent like a dead house.

Now this ghostly bandage made him only able to see the outside through the seams of the bandage, and both hands were hung around his neck with plaster casts. He looked like a seriously injured patient.

Kirishima Genshin:! ! !Uncle Aizawa is actually you!

The well-behaved expression he had prepared was a little stiff for a moment, and the perfect camouflage was broken in a moment, and it was rare to show a real expression.

"Kirishima, right? I'm your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa." The moment Aizawa Shota saw him, his attention fell on Kenma Kirishima's blond hair and green eyes, and he happened to miss him at this moment expression changes.

But even if he noticed, he probably just interpreted Kirishima Yanma's emotion as surprise at his appearance.

Kirishima Yanzhen adjusted his expression in an instant, and said politely with just the right amount of worry: "Hello, Mr. Aizawa. That... Teacher, are you okay?"

"Well, it's okay, come to the classroom with me in a while, now you sit here for a while."

——Uncle Aizawa, you can still continue to attend class after being injured like this! You are really amazing!

Kirishima Yanzhen's expression was subtle but he had no objection, and his gaze involuntarily scanned the entire office again, thinking that he would not meet other acquaintances again.

"All Might is not here, we will be able to see him when class starts." Aizawa Yuta obviously misunderstood his actions, but unexpectedly explained it thoughtfully.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Aizawa." Kirishima Yanzhen took a look at him, feeling that compared with six years ago, he didn't seem to have changed, and he still looked cold and warm.

When the class bell rang, Aizawa Shouta took Kirishima Yanma to the classroom, seeing him struggling to hold the lesson plan, Kirishima Yanzhen couldn't hold back from stepping forward.

"Ms. Aizawa, let me get it for you."

Aizawa Shouta was also seriously injured six years ago for protecting him, and this time it was the same for the students, and the two injuries were caused by AFO!

Tsk, sure enough, after pulling people out of the dark, they must be hacked into pieces!

Aizawa Yuta looked at him, his eyes seemed to fall on his face intentionally or unintentionally, especially those green eyes, and then he nodded.

Relieved, Kirishima Yanshin took the lesson plan and followed him into the classroom step by step.

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The moment he walked into the classroom, everyone in the room focused their eyes on Yanzhen Kirishima. Most of them were curious, and some were surprised.

Kirishima Genshin looked back with a surprised gaze, and saw it was Tomoko Dong and Izuku Midoriya.

His pupils moved slightly, and he looked away from the scorching eyes at Toro without a trace, blinked instead, and smiled at Izuku Midoriya.

"Kirishima-kun is really you!" Izuku Midoriya couldn't help shouting, and the students all looked at him instantly.

Realizing that he had lost his composure, he immediately covered his mouth, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he scratched his head in embarrassment.

Aizawa Yuta just glanced at him and looked away indifferently, and said, "Good morning, students, this is a new transfer student from our class. Kirishima, introduce yourself."

Kirishima Genshin put the lesson plan on the table, turned around and took a step forward.

"Hi everyone, I'm Kotoma Kirishima. I transferred to Xiongying because of the guardian's job change. I'm currently neighbor with Mr. Midoriya. Please take care of me in the future."

The boy's blond hair shone like gold in the sun, his emerald green eyes were as clear as jewels, and his smile was as bright as a breeze blowing the heartstrings, which made people feel good.

"It turns out that they are neighbors with Green Valley."

"Kirishima-kun is so pretty."

"Damn it, there's another pool of noodles!"

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Hearing the noisy discussion coming from below, Aizawa Shota simply chose to interrupt, and said to Kirishima Koshin: "The matter of transferring students will be discussed after class is over, Kirishima, you sit behind the 800 million first. If you need to change positions later, you can talk to me again.”

"it is good."

"Green Valley, you know Kirishima, so you can show him about the class."

"Yes."

"Now let's go to the morning meeting first. Everyone is preparing for the sports festival that I mentioned earlier." As soon as the serious matter was mentioned, everyone withdrew their gaze from Kirishima Yanzhen and looked at Aizawa Eliminate too.

Kirishima Yanzhen sat back in his seat, but felt that Hong Jiaodong who was beside him was still looking at him. He ignored him at first, but since he kept looking at him, Kirishima Yanzhen finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He turned his head, and sure enough, he saw the boy with half red and half white hair frowning slightly, as if he was struggling with something.

Kirishima Yanzhen remained calm and gave him a flat smile.

Then Hong Jiaodong who got the response suddenly said, "Kishima, you look very kind, have we met before?"