Talented Flame

Rewa attaches great importance to training, and specially spent a lot of money to hire a special mutant teacher to teach us how to properly use our abilities and maximize our attack power, but she is very busy and rarely comes to see it.Just sent Sister Frost to check the post periodically.Sages and Feng Shi are already adults, and their abilities are also practical, so their training content will be much lighter than others.Lorna has an offensive ability, but because she is pregnant, the training intensity is basically not there.So Andy and I are honored to be the two hardest students in the training room.

The things I burn every day can probably be piled up into a man-high hill, and the size of the ashes is not small, but obviously this kind of exercise is very effective.The teacher who taught me was named Merry, but she didn't want to reveal her name, so I just called her Miss Merry every time.Her skills are very good, but she doesn't talk much in class, and she doesn't care about my personal situation. Every time she speaks, she is cold.

"Good morning, Iris. I need you to blow up this car."

"Good morning, Iris. I need you to burn this safe without destroying the flammable paper inside."

"Good morning, Iris. I need you to melt this chain." She pointed to the chain on the ground that seemed to be thicker than my arm.

"Good morning, Iris. I need you to visualize your abilities, like we talked about earlier."

Well, anyway, I'm just a lighter with no emotions.

Miss Merry taught me to turn the flames into pillars of fire for greater destructive power.This work is very exhausting, and I do my best work at the beginning every time, and I am basically exhausted after class.You need to sit in the training room for a long time, because you will lose the strength to walk.

And if the Frost sisters don't come to check the post at this time, then I can only move to the corner.Sometimes I see other people training, or I stagger into the room after staying in the house for an hour.

I found that my flame is not omnipotent, it does not burn everything.I'm really at a loss for bullets.But it's not helpless that can't melt.When the bullet is at rest, it can't resist my pinch of flame; but as long as it is fired from the gun, I can't counteract the bullet body ten to ten.Once Miss Merry asked me to conclude a Firewall area, and she shot the bullet through the middle.In the end, the bullet on the target became somewhat fluid in shape, but its attack power did not weaken.

Ms. Melly also wants me to increase the thickness of the firewall, but that also needs to take into account the further enhancement of the ability to morph the ability, which requires a lot of time to train.Reva doesn't need me to create a form with flames, so my training in this area is suspended to focus on improving attack power and the ability to create artificial explosions.

God, I miss the days of organizing radiators in the underground.

My classes with Andy are sometimes linked together, rarely together.But if I'd just finished the flame visualization and Andy was next in class, we'd be rounding up because I don't have the strength to walk.At this time, Andy would look at me, then turn his back on me and start his practice.His teacher was a man named Croush, also cold and businesslike, and sometimes I suspected that he and Miss Merry were of the same family.

After watching his training sessions, I feel that Andy is no better than mine, they are all equally hard.At the beginning, Andy demolished the house again and again.Although this is in line with the character design in the plot, I think he did it to reduce the burden. When he used his ability in the underground organization before, his control was already very strong.

When Andy met me in the classroom, he just took one look, then turned around and went to the other side of the field for training.

Usually there is no communication.

Of course, there are also unusual moments.

Like this time.

Andy was ahead of me in today's class, leaving glass shards all over the practice room.Miss Melly still raised her eyelids expressionlessly, "Iris, I need you to explode your ability to concretize."

Why on earth would I ball up my ability and explode it?

Naturally, I have a lot of MMPs in my heart, but I won't tell them.

Alright alright, come on, hope I don't get smacked against the wall this time with a self-inflicted shockwave.

The process of making a fireball is as exhausting as ever, and the flames formed at the beginning seem to be conscious, rushing out desperately just to stay between my hands.

Ok, enough energy, the next step is compression.

"Miss, I need you to hurry up." Miss Merry urged with a straight face.

Well... hurry up.

I can only detonate while compressing.

It turns out my behavior was still flawed, as the detonation was so close to me that I was again knocked to the ground by a self-inflicted shockwave.

The glass shards on the ground dug into the left arm supporting the ground logically.

I'm not a person who is very afraid of pain, so I was just shocked in my heart, and my expression didn't change much.

I moved my arm slightly to look at the wound, and the glowing blood slowly oozes out.

"Excuse me, Miss Merry. I may need to deal with this..."

Miss Melly turned her head and left, announcing the early end of today's class.

It's good to have a half-session break for a little injury, but I guess I'll have to ask Lorna if there's a medicine box.

I had heard the cuckoo say that Lorna's room seemed to be third or fourth from the left, so I knocked on the third door on my bleeding arm.

"Boom boom boom" no one answered.

Is it such a coincidence that Lorna is usually in the house.

As soon as the slander in my heart stopped, the door in front of me opened.

It's just that it wasn't Lorna who opened the door, it was the bastard who threw the glass all over the place.

"Excuse me," I immediately put a smile on my face and put my left arm behind my back, "I thought this was Lorna's house."

Andy frowned at me, his dark brown eyes bright as ever.

Just when I thought he was going to close the door and go back, he staggered and grabbed my arm hidden behind him.

The light in the blood has dissipated, and it looks no different from a normal wound at this moment.The uneven glass shards were embedded in the flesh, and I suddenly felt that it was amazing that I could hold back my voice.

"Did you get stabbed by broken glass in the ground during training?" Although it was a question, the tone was sure, and I could see from those eyes that if I behaved better now, Andy would turn black at any time.

"...I can handle it myself." I bowed my head guiltily and wanted to withdraw my hand, but in front of him, I would never be able to hold back, "...you let go first, Andy."

"Andy...it hurts..." My voice was a little nasal because of the pain, and there were tears of pain in my eyes, showing cuteness to Andy.

In the next second, the person opposite was out of breath.

Hmph, you used to show me how cute you were in the underground organization.

"I'm sorry, I..." He sighed with pity in his eyes, and took my other hand into the room, "Sit on the bed."

I obediently did as Andy dragged a large first aid kit from under the bed.

"Where did you get this? They didn't match me."

"I specifically want it." The boy held my arm with one hand, and picked out the broken glass in the wound with tweezers in the other.The movement is extremely light, but the sting is inevitable.Fortunately, I am also very resistant to pain, and I can endure it as much as possible.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon."

I couldn't help but want to take a few more glances at the way the boy was concentrating on doing things.Under the rolled-up sleeves is a forearm that reveals the muscular lines, a few spots of light hang on the eyelashes, and the brown eyes are like glass beads soaked in water vapor.Pursed lips are pink...

Andy looked up when the last shard of glass landed in the tray, and met my brown eyes in surprise.

...Um, peeking was discovered.

Unexpectedly, he didn't respond, he just lowered his head and bandaged the wound with gauze.The Adam's apple that rolled up a bit caught my attention again.

After the dressing was finished, Andy knelt down on the ground and began to pack the tools.

"Thank you...then, I'll go first." I stood up consciously, walked around him and walked towards the door. When I was about to go out, someone pulled me back into my arms.

"Satisfied with watching it just now? Huh?" He turned sideways and blew on my ear, laughing softly.

I just felt the temperature on my face suddenly rise, and the hands around my waist gradually tightened and felt a warm and numb touch, pulling me a little closer to him, and then a little closer, until... the breath blended with each other .

This was an aggressive kiss, and the sound of water between lips and tongue left an ambiguous atmosphere in the room.I kept adjusting my breathing, but his gradually moving hands around my waist stopped my plan at all.

"...um...Andy..." I snorted unconsciously, put my hand on his chest, the dim eyes of the person in front of me instantly covered him, but the movement stopped.

"Be obedient, don't move around...or what will happen next...what you said won't count." He lowered his head again to enclose my lips, biting my neck gently before letting go.

Afterwards, the hooligan raised his head and said, "Seeing that you are injured today, I... can't do anything to you."

Is it cheap to be good?What do you call doing nothing?

I pouted and wanted to accuse him of his behavior, but he snapped back.

Okay, okay, what else can I do if my partner doesn't love me?