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Otoha went to school after a long absence.

Stepping into the campus with few people, Otoyu was in a daze for a moment, then calmed down quickly and continued walking towards the classroom.

Putting the schoolbag on the desk that he didn't know why was piled up with thousand paper cranes of various colors, the boy swept around, exhaled and started to clean.

After Yiyu cleaned up and took the paper crane in a plastic bag and put it aside, Baohao just stepped into the classroom.

"...You still know that you are going to school." Bakugou raised his eyebrows high, and the corners of his mouth were always lowered, with a look of "I'm not happy".

"Well, good morning." Otoha changed the subject, and smiled at Bakugou who came early.

The milk-blonde boy snorted, and sat down on the chair with a sullen face: "Physical education class continues."

Otoyu probably understood what Bakugo meant—it was nothing more than a continuation of the competition.

He nodded curtly.

Anyway, the injury is almost healed, and...

Yiyu pinched his own soft arm, and fell silent for a while.

After being fed a bunch of high-calorie snacks by Watson, I gained several pounds. If I don't lose weight, my physical skills will probably regress.

After saying hello to the students who arrived in the classroom one after another, Otoha flipped through the textbook which was completely brand new compared to the others, and felt bored, so he simply put the book aside and took out the exercise book to do the questions.

Because I thought it was too simple and I was not interested in writing the process, the homework was completed very quickly, and it was barely finished before the teacher came in.

Otoha intends to concentrate on listening to the class.

But always involuntarily being led to distorted thoughts.

——Married, a little guilty, secretly hiding private money but was discovered by his wife, not in a good mood today, not serious in class at all, listening to it like this is a waste of time, it is better to skip class.

Yi Yu patted his head, suppressed his thoughts, and forced himself to listen carefully to the class.

Then, in a daze, he dug out the teacher's family background, and Yiyu even knew what the teacher planned to eat for lunch.

Otoha: ...

Constantly clamoring to be bored in his heart, Otoyu had no choice but to give up listening to the lectures and start writing and drawing on the draft paper.

——Then inexplicably wrote a bunch of incomprehensible things called "keyline style", which seemed to be combined to make a powerful bomb.

The boy rubbed the paper expressionlessly and stuffed it into the desk box, subconsciously trying to burn the paper with ultra-small magic, but suddenly found that the magic power on his body was almost gone.

He sighed.

The brain is full of all kinds of things, the troublesome thing is the knowledge that Otoyu has not touched, and the better thing is that a bunch of small things can be deduced according to the reactions of everyone around him.

all in all.

Very "noisy".

As long as you see it, your brain will be filled with analysis, and as long as you hear it, you will automatically push out a bunch of things.

The uncertainty of being watched made him a little anxious.

He didn't know if Sherlock usually felt this way, or if the treatment he received was an enhanced version - after all, as the master of this skill, Sherlock should be able to control his thoughts.

Yiyu rubbed his temples with a headache, and he could only try to use spiritual power to make a wall to seal the surroundings, at least to isolate the sound to death.

At the beginning, the spiritual power was still very loose. After Otoha practiced a few more times and knew how to compress it, the wall slowly began to take shape.

Then the get out of class bell rang.

Otoha, who had finally made a barrier but had to withdraw because of the gathered classmates, suppressed his irritability, raised the corners of his mouth and began to deal with the gathered people.

The questions are all meaningless, "Are you sick?" "Do you want to take notes?" "How are you feeling now?"...

Too much trouble.

Otoha blinked, and made a "shut up" gesture.

The children immediately fell silent.

"I'm a little tired." The black-haired boy lowered his eyes, looking really tired, "So everyone can let me go for a while, let me catch up on sleep?"

Ying He's voices kept coming and going, seeing Otoyu lying on the table and closing his eyes, the whole class fell into a strange and extremely quiet state.

No... As expected of Otoha-san...

I have been watching the whole process. I wanted to say hello but I was squeezed out. Green Valley was a little envious and admired.

Otoyu only came to school for one or two weeks in a semester, but his grades did not drop at all, he maintained the first place steadily, and he was completely overlord in sports.

And the most frightening thing is that this person's popularity in the class is unbelievably high.

Yi Yu is really good-looking, with raised eye tails, a pair of round black eyes, and curly black hair, freckles and acne can't be seen on the child's face at all.

And he speaks very softly, never gets impatient, and is very comfortable with people.

This established the boy's attractiveness in the class from the very beginning.

Even if there is only a very short time to get along, this person has invaded the center of Class A forcefully. Even after leaving for a long time, Green Valley often sees someone helping Otoha to wipe the table to prevent dust accumulation. One or two thousand paper cranes - and then more and more.

The teacher was taken aback when he stepped into the classroom. He looked at the quiet students with a ghostly expression on his face, and subconsciously looked at the most noisy Bakugou in the class.

The milk-blonde child frowned, clicked his tongue lightly, took out the book from the desk box and put it on the table with a snap - the sound was much quieter than usual.

That guy's condition is indeed not very good, let him catch up on sleep, like in physical education class.

The others also took out their books as quietly as possible.

The teacher glanced at the black-haired child sleeping aboveboard, and was a little dumbfounded.

It was the first time she knew the influence of this student who often didn't come to class in the class.

Thinking of the greeting the principal gave him, he could only sigh, pretending not to see the sleeping child, and rarely raised his voice—even gave a lecture in a softer voice than usual.

Anyway, top students are privileged, isn't this a common "rule" for teachers?

If the child's ranking in the final exam this time falls below the top ten of the whole grade, let's train him again.

After a whole class, it was rare for Class A to finish seriously—except for someone who was sleeping.

In fact, Yiyu didn't intend to sleep at first, so he lay on his stomach and pretended to be, but he couldn't see his eyes, and he couldn't hear too much noise. In addition, the sun was shining warmly on his body, and he really felt a little sleepy.

In the soft voice of the teacher, he rubbed his arm under his head, and his shoulders relaxed slowly.

As soon as I came back, I was thinking about messy things, my brain was always in a state of excitement, and I couldn't sleep well in an unfamiliar environment.

And ever since he had the experience of activating his personality while sleeping, he had to hold the short knife even while sleeping, for fear that he would accidentally go to a high-risk world again, but he didn't even have a handy weapon.

Tomorrow will be Saturday.

The dark-haired boy's breathing slowed.

"You have to get something out of it."

He fell asleep.

The author has something to say: Because I almost wrote from the perspective of Otoha, you may not understand why Otoha suddenly has such a big influence.

If you are very entangled, go back and look it up. In fact, Otoha has mentioned that whether it is "there are more people with problems" or bandages and others to follow, it is a manifestation of his increased influence.

Moreover, it is easy for children to admit to others. Otoha is very good at civil and martial arts (even crushing in all directions), and has a good attitude. He is usually warm and caring (for example, he does a lot of small favors). Likes are normal.

But because Otoha doesn't care about these (ni), so there are not many descriptions

One more thing, my side has gone to the elf world.

You guys, you have to believe that I have taken the little hero's jump out of a serious society, and Sherlock's ability to make things happen.

I can only guarantee that I won’t send out knives, but I can’t guarantee whether your cognition of elves will explode (ni)

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