About my brother and I are both gravity making this thing

060 Backward three flips

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Although I saw the anger that could distort the facial features on the face of Bakugo Katsuki as expected, but because the audience's expectations were not met, I got thunderous applause and pouring booing at the end of the game.

But it doesn't matter, my purpose from the beginning was not for their attention, and naturally I have no reason to care about the dissatisfaction I caused.

When I got back to the spectator stands, Xiang Hiyue kept on cautiously inquiring about me.

I watched him make amends, and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, if I wanted to beat you up, I would have done it long ago." I didn't wait for your apology.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and yelled at Ninzu Yushi, "Look! I said that based on my friendship with Zhongyuan, it must be fine!"

"Tch, I don't know who was fidgeting with fear just now." Shido Ryo snorted contemptuously, then moved his head closer, and began to ask questions about my abilities.

Mr. Sakaguchi is sitting next to him, he let me say what should be said, and he will make a very deliberate and obvious cough to remind me to stop here.

Atobe, on the other hand, sat on the side without saying a word, but his eyes were glued to my face anxiously, as if he wanted to see me completely.

I felt a little guilty, and my ears were burning.Until he turned his head and looked at him unbearably, he preemptively said: "The final project paper on the history of international relations will be submitted in mid-July, and three compulsory credits are required. There are two versions in English and Japanese, in PDF format, and send to Assistant teacher Yamada's email address, student number and name."

My attention was instantly diverted.Whatever shyness, embarrassment, or guilt, was snatched by Atobe suddenly like a hydrogen balloon, and then let go and disappeared without a trace.

Why do I have to mention something as incomprehensible as the final homework when I am in a good mood? ? ?

And then—

"Didn't you give me a suspension from school?!" I grabbed Mr. Sakaguchi's collar with my backhand and shook it vigorously. Could it be that the mind of the deputy head of the Supernatural Secret Service Division is filled with the seawater of Yokohama Port? !

"I just asked for a leave of absence for you. If you can keep up with your studies, why suspend your studies and postpone your graduation—you let me go and hear that?!" Mr. Sakaguchi's round-frame glasses were shaken from the bridge of his nose. Years of clerical work This civil servant couldn't find time to exercise at all, and his complexion began to turn slightly pale before I tossed it twice.His collar was so wrinkled that he couldn't see it when he parted my hand.

Atobe sighed in a low voice and pulled me away after saying "crazy girl".He apologized to the professional heroes who had to divert attention from the field to our side of the drama, with a polite and embarrassed smile on his face, as if he was ashamed of me.

"Lawsuits pay attention to the basic law, and homework requires materials!" I slapped the armrest of the seat dissatisfied.I am a genius who can go to Hokkaido to look at the stars by myself in order to write elementary school summer homework!If even this kind of high school education is not enough, what face do I have to meet Chuya and the researchers who raised me?The scientific research expenses that have been spent on me are enough to match the GDP of a small country in the third world for more than half a year (I don’t know if this rumor is true, but let’s just take it as it is, anyway, no one can pursue it if it is true) get).

Mr. Sakaguchi, who was afraid that I would continue to mess around, compromised and promised to provide me with the supporting data and materials needed for the final homework. Hearing this, Atobe raised his eyebrows and looked at me, "I used to wonder why the data in your homework is so accurate. It's so high, it turns out Miss Zhongyuan's connections are so deep."

It is of course very strange that a child from an ordinary family can obtain information that even the young master of the chaebol may not be able to obtain.

The rich always get more, at least when it comes to access to information.

On a deeper level, the emergence of this gap will also involve a series of social problems such as class solidification.

I stood up angrily.Mr. Sakaguchi asked me what I was going to do, I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at him, and said to buy Coke.Maybe it was because my air pressure was too low, and Xiang Riyue who wanted me to help carry it thought about it and still didn't dare to ask.But in the end Atobe still followed, and I felt unusually troubled.

To be honest, hiding the fact that I have super powers from Atobe and Akashi once brought me a lot of fun-for example, Atobe was obsessed with white roses for a while, but it was the summer solstice and the sun was full Every day, I can be hurt by the white roses that are so white that they reflect light, so I used gravity to create a storm that completely exceeded the forecast of the Meteorological Bureau, and all the white roses in the Ice Emperor Garden were blown away overnight.

But what is directly proportional to the fun now is also the annoyance after the lie is exposed.

"When are you going to confess to me yourself?" Atobe, who was standing behind me, suddenly asked while waiting for the vending machine to throw out the drink, which made me stand upside down with fright.

Just as I was staring at the change in my hand, pretending to confirm the change, I heard Atobe say again, "...Forget it, buy me a can of Fanta."

Even though I was curious as to why this young master who never drank carbonated drinks would make such a weird request, I was relieved immediately and impatiently spent money to eliminate the unwarranted disaster he brought.

This lie is too long, almost from the year we met.And in order to complete a lie, more lies will be made up in the future.If Atobe is willing to inquire, he will definitely be able to hear a lot of rumors about my past at Lihai University.Then through these rumors, he will probably find that concealing ability is not an important matter to me at all. Many times I will use my ability unscrupulously outside of school, and those rumors are not completely groundless.

I am a little afraid that what they mind is why I have become the one who has been concealed after we have known each other for so many years.

That's why it is said that friendship is still the best plastic.Because in order to maintain a psychological defense line, everyone will always tacitly hide many things from each other.

People always like to describe the relationship between two people with nothing to say, but is it really necessary?I was a little irritated, and I was sophistrying with my anxiety in my heart.

——If two people can prove that two people are friends only by talking about everything, then a person with a dull personality will never have friends in his life!Moreover, among the children I knew at the time, there were not many people with personalities.If I wanted to deal with them, I would stand out with superpowers.

Do you know how school bullying in Japan came about?There are many reasons, and sometimes it becomes very simple - even if it's just a little weird surname, even if it's just a little dull personality, it's easy to be excluded.

I randomly handed Fanta to Atobe.

I really hate Mr. Sen.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have known this group of difficult guys—"Hiss!"

I jumped away the moment the cold, wet metal touched my face.

Atobe still kept holding the can of Fanta and stretched out his hand, "Didn't I ask you all the time? Still thinking about something messy?"

Think you will be angry?

I stared blankly at Fanta in Atobe's hand, and I didn't want to take his face from the corner of my eye.It seems that as long as I can't see his expression, I don't have to face his dissatisfaction and the long-standing deception that has probably been detonated.

And as long as Atobe does not appear in front of me, it is impossible for me to become so submissive.

Is this the feeling of being taken over by someone?

I rubbed my head irritably, but my head never lifted up.

The grape-flavored carbonated drink was held by Atobe, which was very incompatible with the impression of the little rose prince who was able to turn over a non-alcoholic champagne tower in my memory.

The things Atobe likes always make me think that I know a middle-aged man who is actually in his 40s and [-]s.In many ways, he has the leeway that ordinary people of the same age do not have, and he is so comfortable even when bonding the cracks between us that were unilaterally torn apart by me.

Regardless of Akashi who is hundreds of kilometers away, Atobe and I have spent almost ten hours a day together for more than a year.But why did so many new things that I didn't know appeared when I came back to my senses?

Am I so indifferent to the people and things around me?

Is this a mistake to reflect on?

No... After all, why do I feel flustered?

If it wasn't outside with people around, I'd definitely start biting my thumbnails!

I know it's a bad habit!It was so bad that Mr. Dazai didn't raise any objection when Mr. Dazai applied hot pepper water on my ten fingers to correct me.

"Why do I have to be angry with you?" Atobe frowned, as if he could really read his mind, "Or do you think I'm Akashi's control freak?"

Hey, why are you still boasting about yourself.

Hearing that Atobe suddenly said bad things about Akashi, for some reason I felt like laughing, so I could only purse the corners of my mouth.The change coins were rubbed against each other in the palm of my hand and made a light sound.Atobe continued to take care of himself, with his usual pride and arrogant tone that is not annoying (well, I have to admit that this is just my opinion, it is said that his opponents on the court are still very dissatisfied pleasing to his temper), "Who do you think I am? How bad your nature is, don't I know after so many years? My uncle has always been magnanimous, and..."

"Since you know that you are afraid, it means that you still have a conscience and are thinking about repenting a little bit?"

Maybe I heard it wrong, Atobe's voice seemed to be a little laughing.

I groaned suddenly, not even knowing what it meant.

It's just that after the pinnae of the ears, the face seems to be getting hot.

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The Heroes Sports Festival successfully came to an end at [-]:[-] pm, a one-day event.At around one o'clock, Atobe, who was still in the group preliminaries of the Kanto Division in the afternoon, led the tennis team and left first.

The rest of the time after the sports festival is free for the students to move around freely.I led Mr. Sakaguchi to walk among the temporary yatai shops. On the way, I met many students wearing heroic sports uniforms. Most of them were unfamiliar to me, and some of them had a little impression, but few of them could name them. indivual.

Many people's first reaction when they saw me was to hide aside. If I hadn't been strong-willed and confident, I'm afraid they would really suspect that I was a pathogen or something.

I domineeringly signaled to the boss who sells takoyaki that I want no chopped green onion, no seaweed, and only bonito flakes. There are many rustling discussions behind me, as if being poured into the bottom of the oven and constantly burning charcoal fire.

"I have a hunch." I suddenly said to Mr. Sakaguchi in such a way.

Mr. Sakaguchi is holding snacks that I can never finish eating by myself in both hands, and under his right arm is a rag doll half the size of his man—hey, it must be helpful for him to ask to go shopping with me Am I conscious of mentioning things? ——Mr. Sakaguchi’s description is haggard, and he doesn’t have a strong willingness to talk to me. His flat shirt collar is also wrinkled, quite like a code farmer or financial migrant worker who has just finished 36 hours of continuous high-intensity work (no offense, in short, he is haggard ).

He raised his eyelids and glanced at me, and after getting a response, I had the motivation to continue chatting with him, "I think soon some journalists who are not afraid of death will come to me with a microphone and invite me for an exclusive interview."

"I've already thought of the title for them. It's called 'The monster who destroyed the world!? The hero who saved!? Straight hit! The true face of man-made abilities!'"

"What kind of premonition? You are clearly persecution paranoia." Although Mr. Sakaguchi didn't roll his eyes, I know he must have done so in his heart!He looked at me with no doubt helplessness, "Betting on the reputation of the Supernatural Secret Service, that kind of 'mold' will not appear in front of you, nor will they appear in front of you—don't get me wrong, your If the mental state suffers because of that, we'll be in trouble too."

All right.I shrugged.But to be reasonable, in the face of such a big and stubborn brat, I really can't find a second person with a better temper than him (not counting, I am very obedient in front of Zhongye!).

But at the same time...how should I put it?

It seems a bit hypocritical, and it may be an illusion, but it is indeed tolerant.It's like looking at the flowers that I planted by myself, the trees that I planted, and the cats that grew up.

To this day, I can't understand the complex emotions of human beings. Even though I am one of the most common mortals, I still understand many truths.

For example, don't name things that require objective evaluation, and don't call them by names.

The combination of numbers and letters may be very blunt, but their biggest advantage is that they are accurate and will not be repeated, and will not be mixed with too much personal love.

Because from the moment you use this string of symbols to call someone, the cold reality will severely break the desire to indulge in fantasy.

If you really grew up in a lab, you must have had a researcher who loved you very much.

During the period when I was corrected from the bad habit of biting my nails, Mr. Dazai occasionally kindly took me to the home theater to watch on-demand videos to distract me.

The projected light beam illuminated his harmless and gentle side face, and when he turned his head to create a very bad movie-watching experience for me, those light spots still danced on his crow-black long eyelashes.

Mr. Dazai completely disregarded the moment of suffering of the protagonist in the movie, and only said:

After all, you are a guinea pig in essence. How can anyone name a guinea pig who might die in an experiment one day?

Even if they have achieved success from you from a consequential perspective, that’s why they gave you the name Sen Yelu, but in the final analysis, Xiaoyu, your researcher must have poured a lot of twisted love into you.

You are worthy of being loved.You also get a lot of love.

So forgive Akutagawa-kun, there is nothing wrong with him being jealous of you.

But oh, aren't you just too selfish sometimes?

Your goal is quite clear, and you are always moving in the direction of Zhongye.It's true that you can ignore those guys who want to hurt you with impure purposes.

But those who have been following you all the time, those who have been paving the way for you, will also be left behind.

If one day, you find that you can't live so selfishly, don't be overwhelmed by the shame you once thought was "unnecessary".