[Comprehensive] Supernatural Honmaru Experience Records

"That... come here, Eraserhead."

After school was over in the afternoon, Bresant Mike stood at the door of Class A for a long time, looking at the documents that Aizawa Shouta had packed up for a long time, and finally spoke.

"Say." Aizawa Kota didn't raise his head, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. After packing up the documents for so long, he was just waiting for Bresant Mike to speak.

Bryant Mike stepped into the class with one foot, while the other foot was still hesitantly left outside the door, "The principal asked me to tell you something..." Bryant Mike stretched out his finger and said yes, "Don't be angry when you hear that."

Aizawa Shouta instantly stopped packing up the documents in his hands, and turned to look at Bryant Mike.

"The enemy attacked the students?"

"Ah... not."

"Aurumette was ambushed?"

"It's not..."

"Midoriya Izuku was beaten by Bakugo Katsuki?"

"Not anymore, hey!"

Aizawa Shouta held his briefcase between his arms, turned his head and left quickly, "Don't waste any more of my time."

"Wait, wait a minute..." Bryant Mack hugged Aizawa Shouta's thigh and was about to burst into tears, "Can you guys finish the sentence? There is a new transfer student here. It's gone!"

The footsteps stopped, "What did you say?"

"Here, here are the documents for freshmen." Blessent Mac patted the dust off his clothes, then handed the document to Aizawa Shouta, but the latter refused to accept it.

He fixedly looked at Bresant Mike, "Did the principal tell you this himself?"

"Tell me." Sasuke Aizawa asked Bryant Mac too seriously, and the latter nodded.

Aizawa Shouta took the documents without saying a word, turned around and continued to leave.

"Hey, are you just accepting the reality like this?" Bresant Mike was calling to stop Aizawa Shouta, and Shi Shiran, the head teacher of Class A, turned his head.

"After all, it is the principal's decision, and there must be his reasons." Aizawa Xiaota carefully folded the documents and put them in the briefcase. He turned his head, as if he wanted to say something to Bryant Mike, but But he hesitated to speak, after all hesitating is not Aizawa Shouta's style, so he turned his head and walked out of the office.

He can probably guess this matter.

This incident was brought by the man with the toaster head who suddenly broke in when he and the principal were sorting things out in the office when they were about to leave work that day.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I hope Mr. Principal can give me some time."

Even in today's society full of personalities, some people have awakened and merged with mechanical personalities, but... this is the first time they have seen a metal machine with a cold head directly like this.

How to see, how to make people hairy.

The toaster didn't mind his aggressive posture at all, and his tone was still polite and humble, and in this situation, saying such words was a form of arrogance in disguise.

The small blue screen at the eyes of the toaster flickered, and the principal and Aizawa Shouta froze:

"I have always been full of respect for the Heroic Academy in the following lodgings, and I have always wanted to cooperate with your school, and I am here today for this." He said, and took out a transparent plastic medicine bottle, "This is my sincerity."

"This is a drug specially developed by our foundation. It can cure most of the injuries. Presumably the academy needs it very much." The toaster shrugged and tilted his head with a memory expression.

"For example, dry eye syndrome or something...For example, knife scars, dry eye syndrome, etc., everything is fine." The small blue screen of the toaster looked at their faces and said, suddenly seemed to remember something Like, suddenly woke up.

"Oh, by the way, half of the respiratory organs and the entire stomach are removed, and it can also be cured!"

Aizawa Shouta was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help looking sideways at Principal Nezu in surprise, but the principal didn't show any shock, and still looked at the toaster calmly, "How can you make us believe you. "Principal Genzu asked.

The toaster put the small medicine bottle on the table, "You are free to do the experiment as you like, but... I also have conditions for sending this medicine."

The toaster said, but his eyes looked in the direction of Aizawa Shouta.

"...Mr. Aizawa, please wait for me in the parking lot downstairs, please? I may get off work later today." Principal Nezu was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said to his teacher with a smile.

"Wait a minute, it's too dangerous to put you alone with this guy!" Of course Aizawa Shouta disagreed.

The principal gave him a determined look.

If this drug is real, then... this is too tempting, this is an offer that cannot be refused.

"okay, I get it."

He turned around and went to the parking lot. It was not until half an hour later that Principal Nezu went downstairs in a hurry. He raised his little paw and gestured to him for the small medicine bottle in his hand.

"Please accompany me to the laboratory first, I need to test whether it contains harmful ingredients."

There were three red pills in the vial labeled SCP-500 (Replica). Principal Nezu took one out with tweezers, scraped off some powder, and tested it.

Aizawa Yuta was watching, but his intuition told him...the pill should be fine.

Sure enough, the test results were the same.

"Then, I'll start trying." If the headmaster's scar disappeared, it would be too conspicuous, but with dry eye, there is no such concern.

……

It turns out that the "exchange condition" that the toaster said was to let a transfer student come to the class...

Just like that, Aizawa Shota rubbed his refreshing and comfortable eyes, and walked towards his apartment with his briefcase in his hands.

In fact, after today's "Chinese class" ended, he found a postcard on the podium with a line of handwritten words on it.

"In order to avoid being wronged by the child's lack of language skills, I specially asked the teacher to come over to teach everyone Chinese... Hahaha, isn't it a bit too doting.

——by Lie Su”

Thinking of this, Aizawa Shouta rubbed his temples with a headache, and continued to walk towards the apartment.

Why...all the troubles I have come to find him lately.

Carrying two bottles of sports drinks left over from the students' distribution, Aizawa Kota took out the keys, but when he saw the soft light in the upstairs window, he was stunned for a moment.

Oh yes...that kid.

Putting the drink and the document bag on the ground, Aizawa Yuta began to dig out his pockets, searching all over, and finally found a rubber band in the pocket of his jeans.

Reluctantly tied up his disheveled hair, Aizawa Shouta took a look at the reflection of the decorative glass on the door, and after confirming that it was appropriate, he took out the key and opened the door.

...It's really troublesome, he didn't tidy up like this when he met the freshmen at the beginning of school.

Opening the door, a sweet and spicy smell wafts in with a fresh smell of cabbage.

Zhujina, who was wearing an apron, looked out from the kitchen holding a spatula: "Anihasai?"

Aizawa Xiaota was taken aback by this Korean sentence, he let out an ah, and after reacting for a while, he nodded and spit out a good word.

After a day of class, he watched all the 15-year-old girls and boys in the class, and now when he saw Zhujina again, Aizawa Shouta sighed, this child looks really young.

If he can deal with the teenagers in the class freely, but for her, Aizawa Shouta can only respond in a hurry in the way he treats children.

But when he was in a daze, the 12-year-old girl's kimchi ramen was already cooked.

"Wait... that, don't carry it, this is too hot, I'll do it." After Aizawa Yuta finished speaking, he found the girl standing there motionless and looking at him.

Only then did Aizawa Shouta realize that he seemed to have triggered the girl's personality inadvertently, he sighed, and he stepped forward to take the pot from the girl's hand.

His "elimination" of personality cannot eliminate Zhujina's personality... Aizawa Xiaota sighed, sure enough, he should contact the healing girl to take care of her tomorrow.

At this time, he felt his clothes being gently pulled.

Zhujina pointed to the remaining half of the kimchi ramen in the pot, and then pointed to the downstairs, "All might" she said.

Aizawa Xiaota was taken aback: "What?"

The girl pointed downstairs again with her finger: "Give it to All—might".

Only then did Aizawa Shouta realize that she was talking about Orumite.

"Ahaha, it's like this. It's the first time I saw a girl with such a standard English pronunciation. I couldn't help but chat with her." In a weak state, the thin Oulumite raised his bowl and took a big mouthful of ramen. Then he gave Zhujina a thumbs up.

"GoodJob Gina Girl!"

Aizawa Shouta noticed that when Olumite swallowed, he still frowned slightly.

Even the slightly spicy kimchi ramen is too stimulating for Orumite who has lost his stomach.

Oulumite's body could no longer be dragged on.

Seeing that Zhujina found "Youth Jump" from the bookshelf and began to sit on the floor to read the book, Oulumite secretly put down the ramen bowl.

"She's a good boy..." he said, "I just said that I hope I can try her food when I have time when I was chatting with her, but I didn't expect that she would bring it to me tonight."

Aizawa Shouta doesn't really want to talk about it now, he took out the registration form for transfer students from his file bag, "This is the information for freshmen, please have a look."

On the form, "Wuji Maoxue" is impressively written in the name column.

"Well, the personality is supersonic running, but the name doesn't seem to be related to the ability." Olumet rubbed his chin and analyzed, "It seems that the head and elbows of the combat suit are designed to be hard and impact-resistant. Also, we should focus on physical training for this child, and with her speed, it should develop well..."

Zhujina finished flipping through the manga magazine, and saw two people touching their heads on the sofa, as if they were studying something, she couldn't help but tilt her head, put down the magazine, and walked in the direction of the two.

When she saw the form, her eyes lit up instantly, and she pointed to Wuji Maoxue's one-inch photo.

"This is the uniform of a humanoid SCP, we came from, a place!"

Oulumite was stunned for a moment, and suddenly recalled that when he rescued the poor mentally ill riot patient from Zhujina, the clothes on Zhujina's body, and the ones on her ID photo...

It seems exactly the same.

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