[Comprehensive] collapse this little thing

In the international student corner, Baoli, a classmate, discovered the door to a new world during the short-term workplace experience.

Its own personality is called Horn Cannon. In fact, it can launch up to four of its own horns at the same time, and control the trajectory of the fired horns within a certain distance.Specifically, distance and speed are personal secrets that need to be worked hard, just like the explosive impact that Katsuki Bakugo can cause, and they are personality data that every hero needs to work hard to temper.

However, such a personality is not the only way to use it for simple attacks.

The seniors of the Hero Agency have kindly reminded and suggested that Baoli reconsider the flexible use of her personality, such as being able to manipulate her horns to explore relatively confined spaces, and even use it as an activity if a camera is attached. Using a reconnaissance plane with a not so far range may play an unexpected role in heroic activities.

And this girl who is a foreign student with a simple and straightforward personality... probably because her understanding of Japanese is not deep enough. Now that she returns to Xiongying, the first special way of using her personality that she came up with is that she can shoot the horn cannon to the entrance. Acts as a drying rack.

To this, Mikan: "..."

Hotaru Imai: "..."

What can I say?Can't say anything.

Therefore, Xiao Baoli proudly said that she would continue to delve into the other ways of using her personality, you can look forward to it, and then she turned and went back to her room, leaving Zuo with a shocked expression on her face. Cang Mikan and Imai Hotaru faced each other in a daze.

"Little Baoli, is she serious?"

After Kakutori Poli's room door was closed, Mikan carefully asked Imai Hotaru a question.

"……do not know."

For a while, she couldn't figure out what was going on with this overly down-to-earth thinking.

……

Going back to the dormitory to do homework, to do homework, to do design, Sakura Mikan's mobile phone screen suddenly lit up from the dark power-off state, and a strange friend request popped up in the center of the screen.

[You have a new friend request]

"Eh?"

Putting down the pen again, Sakura Mikan clicked on the reminder and thought that today's homework might not be finished. As a result, when he clicked on the friend application to check the detailed rules, his expression of surprise changed into a smile of "as expected" .

On the other side, Sigang Muhang, the current leader of the enemy alliance, looked at the only light source in the dark space - the screen of the mobile phone, and looked quite troubled to see that the application he had sent had been accepted, and the other party seemed to be friendly Send a [smile] emoji.

Although it would be more convenient for future plans to have one more heroic eyeliner, judging from the previous contacts, this eyeliner must have a hole in his head, and I am afraid that it may be difficult to correctly play the role that he should have as a "spy" .

What else could he do?The mobile phone has been ordered by those white-haired guys on the spur of the moment. I didn't even say the deposit and paid the full amount directly, and I spent a sum of funds for the enemy alliance's activities. Although the teacher left a lot of money here, it's not bad. A little bit, but... There is always a tangled feeling of being overwhelmed by impulsiveness.

Hei Wu roughly understood the general situation and looked at the young leader who had already started playing with his mobile phone. He felt that young people nowadays are really easy to be addicted to "electronic heroin" and other playthings... With the posture of starting to play, oh, it's over.

At the same time, Mikan typed on the chat software very politely:

[Mikan: Senior, speaking of it, I still don't know your name! ]

Sigangmu was stunned, his fingers touching the screen were stiff for a moment, and then he typed on the screen as if he had thought of something again:

[Dead handle wood: dead handle (しば)...Chai village (しばむら). ]

Shigaraki quickly chose between Shibamura (しばむら) and Shibaki (しばき), and soon randomly chose the pseudonym he would use next.It doesn't matter if it is discovered, after all, this phone and all social accounts have strict anti-reconnaissance mechanisms, and those guys won't be able to make devices that will be noticed by heroes and policemen after collecting money.

[Satsuma: Then Senior Shibamura, please give me more advice in the future! ]

The communication with peers is obviously unfamiliar to Niu Karaki, who was raised as an heir since childhood, but Sakura Mikan is really a qualified good netizen.If it happens that there are a lot of interesting things today, she can go from "I'm about to take the final exam, so I'm worried that I'll fail the course. After all, if I fail the course, I will be kept for tutoring." Under the suggestion of the seniors, I have strengthened physical exercise, Senior Chai Village saw you last time and felt that you are not in a good state, so you have to work harder!".

Sudakaki, who was suddenly dubbed as being in a bad state recently: "..."

After a few seconds of embarrassment, he struggled to recall his own character design—mainly the character design that Mikan forcibly added to him, like a real high school sophomore hero and science chief, he responded coldly: "I see .”

Imai Hotaru, who had already moved her notebook to the bunk bed, glanced down, and found that Mikan was chatting with someone who didn't know who was holding her mobile phone, and raised her eyebrows: "Mikan, who are you talking to?"

Mikan: "The former senior, the one I met in Hosu City."

Imai Hotaru's inner alarm bell was loud: "What do you think of this senior?"

If this unknown guy has bad intentions, kill him!

Satsuma: "Well, what I really want to say, aesthetics, is a bit hard to describe."

Hotaru Imai: "..."

Very good, don't worry, with Satsuma's brain circuit, I shouldn't be able to think of more complicated content.

Satisfied, Imai Hotaru sat back on the bed and planned to think about her new design content, but put down the dead handle of the mobile phone again, feeling a little mixed in her heart.

Noisy, this was his first reaction - but he was somewhat prepared for this, after all, in the previous few occasional meetings, this girl kept talking about useless content.but……

However, the fresh breath of real students, and the apparently weak but peaceful attitude brewed under the envelope of peace, made people feel painful and strange.

If All Might, the symbol, dies, you people, you lambs bathed in a false peace—will feel the same pain as myself, right?

Still in the dim light of the enemy alliance, the thin boy curled up, and in the dream, blood and tears appeared intertwined, intertwined and tumbling, and finally cultivated a flower garden called evil.Thousands of hands tumbled out of the sea of ​​blood from the mountain of corpses, and clung to the shoulders, forehead, and even all over the body along the legs of his trousers, wrapped in the sticky and pungent rust smell unique to blood, making it impossible to avoid. There is nowhere to hide.

The ceiling collapsed into a geometric figure like an abstract painting, and was distorted from the ground to the sky into a blood-stained appearance; the boy covered in blood-stained palms stood in the center of the world, looking around alone.This kind of dream has happened many times since childhood, but not even once, the boy has waited for the redemption he once expected.

——Because even in reality, such a rescue has never happened.

All Might, All Might.The famous hero never appeared from the beginning to the end, and the rest of the heroes other than him also never appeared.

"..."

Hei Wu stood a little tangled at the door of the enemy alliance's "employee dormitory" Sidingmuhang's room.Different from other members of the enemy alliance, he is more directly under the command of Allforone. Although he also accepts the assignment of Sigang Muhang on weekdays, in more cases, his emotion towards this young leader is more inclined to "Accepted the entrustment of the previous boss and assisted him."

The child's nightmare frequency is frighteningly high. Generally speaking, it is very likely that the hand that was always worn on the head was knocked off during sleep.Originally, he was too worried about the black mist—maybe he felt that the room was a bit noisy, anyway, it was rare for him to go in kindly and wake up the young leader from the endless nightmare, but this time, he reached for the doorknob. The hand hovered in the air.

"Leave it alone."

The computer screen suddenly lit up, and the voice behind the screen was very familiar to him, it was from his former boss Allforone.

"Ah? But..."

The black mist was a little hesitant. Apart from affecting the quality of sleep, the quality of work the next day, and even the rationality of decision-making...can this kind of nightmare have any other effects?

"Leave it alone."

Allforone ordered again, even though Black Mist didn't understand the specific reason for doing so, fortunately, that was the former leader he admired with all his heart, and he was also the target he really wanted to be loyal to, so the young man only hesitated for a moment, and then acted kindly Walk away from the room door.

"So, what the hell is going on here?"

After struggling for a while, Hei Mist still chose to ask questions.

And allforone on the screen did not refuse to answer this question, and said leisurely: "When the seeds break out of the soil, it will have a certain impact on the soil, which is a matter of course."

This statement is very ambiguous.

What is the seed planted, what is the content of the cultivation, why is the dead tree hanging that is obviously the "soil" chosen as the next leader of the enemy alliance-all kinds of doubts are silted up in the In my heart, but allforone did not intend to explain in such detail.

"Then...you don't have to worry about this kind of situation in the future?"

After all, things like bumping hands while sleeping are just random events, and there is no guarantee that the child will make some small movements every night when he sleeps, or that he will honestly lie on the bed in an upright posture every night.

"Well, leave it alone."

Allforone ordered.