[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

Shizuoka, 8:15am.

After a three-day break, all the members of Class A of Xiongying High School gathered again, taking advantage of the period before the morning meeting to discuss the events of a few days ago in twos and threes. Terrifying battle.

——If it is said that Nao Wu was specially modified to kill All Might, then how strong is Fei Shi who can kill him unscathed?

The boys and girls couldn't discuss the answer.

The premature exposure to the dangerous world of professional heroes has changed this group of chicks more or less, and they are eager to pay attention to the strength and the strong.The most obvious ones are Lugu, Baohao and Hong who have faced the threat of death.

However, at the same time, there was a strong tense atmosphere among the three of them. This strange feeling doubled instantly after Fei Shi arrived at the school, almost to the point where it was hard to ignore.

Peeking at Midoriya and Toro, who surrounded Feishi as soon as he sat down, and Bakugo, whose face turned stinky in an instant, Ashdo Sanna immediately winked wildly at the frog blowing plum rain in the back seat, and was so excited that he could hardly hold back his voice:

"What, what, what's the situation? After the bombardment, have Lugu and Baohao finally enlightened?!"

"Hmm... Should I say that Hong-chan's previous declaration of pursuit was too shocking, or should it be said that with Fei Shi-chan's charm, this situation is completely natural..."

Frog Blow pointed at the side of his cheek with a finger, looked there thoughtfully, and tilted his head slightly: "I don't feel surprised at all."

"Is that so?!" Ashdo Sanna blushed with excitement, "What kind of dizzying Shura field is this!"

Her voice was accidentally louder, causing Bao Hao, who was looking out of the window with his chin in his hands, and with veins on his forehead, to listen to Lu Gu and Hong talking to Fei Shi, and suddenly turned around: "—Hey, the black eye sockets over there! Compare me with these guys!!"

"Hey, I'm angry, I'm angry!" Ashdo Sanna put her hands behind her head with a smile.

"It should be said that he became angry from embarrassment." Frog blowing Meiyu was as sharp as ever, and it was scary, "Bauhao sauce looks like he wants to blow up all the people who are close to Fei Shichan, maybe it's because he can't join the conversation around him at all. .”

Bakugo's expression distorted: "Huh—?!"

"Well..." The old man-tailed white ape smiled dryly and tried to smooth things over, "The morning meeting is about to start, everyone should be quiet."

Erlang sighed, and poked Fei Shi, who was in the center of the topic but was out of shape from the beginning, hoping that he could save the situation:

"Speaking of which, Aizawa-sensei is in the hospital because of his injuries, right? I don't know who is going to do it for us in today's morning meeting, right, Feishi?"

The cherry-haired boy who was forced into the topic stopped being in a daze, and blinked bluntly with blue eyes: "...ah, I don't know either."

"You don't know either?" Erlang showed a puzzled expression. Just as he was about to say something, his mind suddenly became confused. The time was short, but she put down her hand in a daze, secretly feeling strange in her heart.

Huh?Just now, why did she feel that Fei Shi must know the situation of Mr. Aizawa?Obviously these two people have nothing to do with each other...

The girl with earphones was confused in the back seat alone. The cherry-haired boy who had surgery last night until late at night held his forehead and looked up at the three people who were staring at him: "The morning meeting is about to start, don't you want to go back to your seat?"

Hong's mouth moved, and he seemed to want to say something, but Lu Gu smiled at him first, looking normal: "Okay, I'm relieved to see that Fei Shijun is fine."

Fei Shi nodded calmly, watched him return to his seat, and looked at Hong again.

The cold young man looked down at him, and said softly, "...don't stay up late next time."

Fei Shi paused, and subconsciously touched the black and blue under his eyes.

Boom turned and left.

Fei Shi moved his gaze back a little slowly, bumped into Baohao's red pupils who were staring blankly at him on the way, and gave him a questioning look.

The durian-headed boy squinted his eyes and said in a low voice, "You...at that time, you were called by the teacher's name, right?"

He was referring to when Fei Shi handed over the badly injured Aizawa to them.

Fei Shi was stunned.

The door of the classroom opened at this moment, and he took advantage of the opportunity to escape from the stare at each other, followed the reputation, but met the eyes of the mummified Aizawa Shota all of a sudden.

The black-haired man's gaze is far from complicated for the teacher to the students, as long as you look carefully, you can find the difference between the two.

Fei Shi's low-pitched cold snort came from his ear: "...you are really a disaster."

"Did it hurt you?" He blocked back without looking back.

Baohao was silent as if he was choked, and it took him a long time to let out an unwilling "tss" between his teeth, and turned his head away with a dark face.

Taking all the interaction between the two of them into his eyes, Aizawa Shouta's eyes dimmed, he looked away, and walked up to the podium listlessly, announcing the news that the Heiyo Sports Festival was coming soon.

Immediately, the dull atmosphere in the classroom was swept away, replaced by a surge of excitement and fighting spirit.

However, among them, someone who has been numb since hearing the "super-large event attracting national attention" seems quite out of place.

The unmotivated grandfather raised his hand almost as soon as Aizawa finished speaking: "I can apply not to participate—"

"No." Aizawa interrupted him coldly, turned his head and left, "The meeting will end here."

He paused, tilted his head, and said in a stern tone, "During lunch break... Fei Shi, come to my office."

There was a moment of silence in the classroom.

As if he didn't feel anything, Aizawa opened the door and walked out after saying this, leaving the students behind him looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Could it be because of something out of my mind?" Kirishima turned his head to look at Feishi worriedly, and suddenly found that he was looking at the place where Aizawa disappeared with an indistinguishable expression, his eyes were dark and inorganic, and a wave of The indescribable indifference seemed to suddenly become very distant.

Fei Shi, who was actually just thinking, didn't notice the gaze of others.

He just thought that Hibari Kyoya was very reliable in his work, and that Aizawa Shouta should not have noticed any abnormalities around him, which meant that he was looking for something else...

The sakura-haired boy took out his textbook absently, and thought indifferently——

Then you can only see that you are not the body.

Outside the tidy apartment door, the young man with cherry hair paused to open the door.

The people behind noticed immediately: "What's wrong?"

"...No, it's nothing." Fei Shi said with the same tone, opened the door, "Go in."

The eyes of Osamu Dazai, who was still lacking in interest just now, immediately lit up, slid into the door with a "chiliu", stood at the entrance, opened his mouth in an "O" shape like a child, and built a small canopy over his eyes with his right hand, looking happily around.

"Oh...is this Mr.'s house? It's very clean as expected~"

"So hurry up and change my clothes." Fei Shi walked in, grabbed his wrinkled collar expressionlessly, and carried him into his room.

After all, don't look at this person who has been healed by Fei Shi and is happy as if nothing happened. A few hours ago, he was lying on the operating table dying, and the clothes on his body naturally didn't look good.

If it wasn't for Fei Shi's ability to fly to Thunder God, it would be impossible to take him out during the day.

Incidentally, during the operation, this suicidal madman's survival awareness was so weak that he had almost no awareness of survival. It took Fei Shi a lot of effort to pull him back from the gate of hell, and he was in a relatively impatient state at this moment.

Osamu Dazai, who was caught, blinked obediently, and quietly approached Fei Shi, with a friendly smile on his face: "Mister, are you angry?"

Fei Shi glanced at him sideways: "Stay away from me, your body is covered in blood."

"Hey...? It's not my fault, it's all the dwarf's fault." Osamu Dazai puffed up his face angrily, thinking of a slug that had shown off in front of him before, with iris-colored eyes It was dark.

This revenge is not black mud.

Osamu Dazai was gurgling with black bubbles in his heart, the corners of his mouth curled up in a strange arc, he quietly stretched his hands into his arms, then changed into a mournful and wronged look, and threw himself into Fei Shi's arms on purpose, with a long tail, and wrapped his arms around him waist:

"It's too much--what do you mean? That is, does the husband despise me? Does he despise me? Hey, is that right..."

Fei Shi, who was viciously attacked by a dirty rag (?), froze: "...don't get close!"

"No~ want~!"

"...you are so dirty."

"It's okay to hug~"

"Hey, don't touch me!"

"Come on~"

"Osamu Dazai!"

Seeing the black marks left on his shirt, the cleanliness doctor couldn't bear it any longer. One of his hands forcefully cut Osamu Dazai's hands behind his back and pressed them to the ground.

There was a muffled sound on the wooden floor, and Osamu Dazai snorted, "Uh...sir, don't do this, I'm afraid of pain."

Fei Shi looked down at him with a very cold expression: "You asked for it."

Osamu Dazai wrinkled his face miserably, and turned his head to look up at him with difficulty, his hair was disheveled because of the fight just now, his breathing was slightly panting, his voice was hoarse with some unknown meaning due to the unhealed cold, the corners of his eyes With water in his mouth that seemed to be there, he spoke intermittently: "Don't... sir, it's too much."

Fei Shi: "..."

...Did he think wrongly?Osamu Dazai's appearance inexplicably made him have a weird association... Obviously both of them were wearing clothes on their bodies.

The cherry-haired young man frowned strangely, seeing that the corners of Dazai's eyes didn't look like fake tears, thinking that there might be hidden wounds on his body that hadn't been healed, he finally loosened his strength slightly and said: "I haven't used any force yet, you ghost!" what is it call?"

"Hmm..." Osamu Dazai responded with a vague meaning, his voice was soft and tactful, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes, "That sir is also great."

Fei Shi: "...what are you talking about?"

The sky was bright and bright, and his clothes were intact, straight, and wrinkle-free, but listening to Dazai Osamu's words, he always felt that something was wrong.

Faced with his suspicious eyes, Osamu Dazai looked innocent, counting one, two, three in his heart...

"Osamu Dazai who killed a thousand swords—! Get the fuck out of my side right away——!"

The earth-shattering, heart-piercing roar came out of Dazai Osamu's arms suddenly, accompanied by the crackling noise of a building collapsing, which stunned the unsuspecting Fei Shi: "Are you on the phone too?"

Osamu Dazai laughed silently and tremblingly, pulled his hand away from him, rolled over and wrapped his arms around his neck, took out his mobile phone and deliberately moved closer to let the person on the opposite side hear his lowered voice, while wiping away the tears from his laughter, he put on a pose says:

"Then how can I do it? Chuya, now we are at a critical moment... Well, sir, don't worry about the little man, you can only have me in your eyes... Haha..."

He couldn't help letting out a laugh, but it achieved an astonishing effect. There was a moment of silence, followed by an uncontrollable and ferocious scream: "I killed you——!"

With a "click", the phone was hung up.

Uchiha Feishi recalled the faint sound of metal shattering before hanging up and fell silent, always feeling that he was the next one to be crushed.

He glanced at Dazai, who was covering his stomach and laughing until he beat the ground, put his hand away with a wooden face, went back to the room, took out two sets of clothes, picked up one set, and prepared to take a bath.

In the living room, Osamu Dazai was leaning on the sofa and laying on the ground like a boneless man. When he saw him come out, he waved to him with a very happy smile: "Can I wash with sir?"

"You're dreaming." Fei Shi coldly rejected him, walked to the bathroom and put on the doorknob, but looked back before going in.

I don't know when he quieted down, Dazai who was watching him with soft feather-like eyes from behind was startled, and immediately bent his eyes to cover up: "What's the matter?"

Fei Shi was silent for a moment, then sighed silently: "Put on my clothes first, and then I will take you out to find a place to live."

Osamu Dazai's smile seemed to fade a bit: "Is that so..."

"I'm with you." Fei Shi added lightly.

Dazai was stunned.

A few seconds later, sparks rose from the dull iris eyes.

Fei Shi looked at those gentle and bright eyes quietly, then turned and opened the bathroom door: "I'll come out soon, don't touch anything in my room."

There was no one answering quietly behind him.

Fei Shi frowned slightly, and turned around helplessly, his tone seemed to have a headache: "Did you hear that?"

The young man who leaned back against the sofa and lowered his head silently was thin, with a dazed expression, but hurriedly lowered his eyes the moment he turned his head again, to avoid revealing any emotions that were about to overflow.

"...Well, I heard it." He responded in a low voice, and an extremely soft smile slowly appeared on his lips: "...I listen to Mr.

Fei Shi looked at him quietly for a while, his brows and eyes were slightly relaxed, and he turned his head and went into the bathroom.

In the quiet living room, Osamu Dazai slowly curled himself up, listening to the faint sound of water next door in a very peaceful heart, after a while, he suddenly bent his mouth into a "w" shape.

Since I specifically told him not to touch the things in the room...

Then of course he has to look for it!

The black-haired young man jumped up and happily floated into Fei Shi's room.