Personality is secondary disease

"The Blackest Flamebringer, can the mana be restored? ——The Dark Cross."

The correct handwriting on the note was written meticulously. Although this signature may seem strange to outsiders, it is the internal communication method of Eight Flowers and Chang An.

Two people with secondary illness found each other's companions.

It's just that the organizations that various hearts belong to are different.

"Never mind, the Flamebringer is invincible. ——The Blackest Flamebringer"

With a smile on the corner of Bahua's lips, after she replied seriously, she aimed at Chang An's seat and launched it all at once.

"Yo~xi~ It seems that our new classmates are very interested in my question. But don't express your feelings to others in Mike's class!"

Mike's loud voice like a megaphone immediately attracted the attention of the whole class to Bahua.

？ ！！

"Washing the motor, discovered by the supervisor of the realm!"

Those gazes with different looks made Bahua's porcelain white face turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, Bahua just wanted to stuff his head into the table hole.

There was silence in the air for two seconds, and then some laughter came.

"Yo~xi~ students, let's continue~"

Mike roared with a smile, and called the attention of the whole class back.

But from the beginning to the end, there was a sharp gaze that pierced Bahua's forehead.

Bahua's scalp was numb after staring at it, but she didn't dare to look up.

"Hey hey~ Bohaojun, look here, look here~" Until Mike yelled again, that line of sight disappeared.

"The astrology of the Blackest Flame tells me that today is a good time to be a quiet quail."

Bahua seriously drew a magic circle on the notebook and then threw the pencil into it. After reading for a while, he came to such a serious conclusion, and then quickly opened the textbook and continued into the class.

*

"Hey, isn't this the paratrooper from class A?" Bahua was walking towards the dormitory with a book in his arms.A yellow-haired boy walked towards him. His nostrils were high, his face was arrogant, and even his tone of voice was mocking.

"Airborne"?

When did these three words become her label?

No matter how good-tempered she is, she can't help frowning after hearing this many times.

"What, what's the matter?" Her beautiful almond eyes looked straight at the boy with dissatisfaction and disgust.

Perhaps it was because the emotion expressed in her eyes was too direct, which made the boy stunned for a moment.

"Heh... Class A is really low, what kind of people can get in?" After regaining his senses, he curled the corners of his lips mockingly, crossed his arms around his chest, and swept Bahua's figure up and down, "Look It’s really vulnerable.”

"..."

What should I do if I am suddenly provoked?call over?Or choose to ignore?

Well, the best coping strategy for this kind of person who is trying to find a sense of presence is to ignore it completely.It was like rubbing his whole self-esteem on the ground.

There is no need to find yourself unhappy, and let the effect the other party wants bounce back after ignoring it.

Bahua exhaled lightly, then withdrew her gaze, and continued to walk forward without squinting.

When Wujian Ningren saw the other party, except for the slight frown at the beginning, his subsequent reaction was as if he hadn't heard anything. As if a fly was stuffed in his heart, he took a step forward to block the eight flowers. In front of him, "What? Can't help but be dumb?"

"..." Ignore, ignore, don't be as knowledgeable as this kind of person.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!!" Facing Eight Flowers who still chose to remain silent, Monoma's expression changed a few times, and he suddenly reached out to grab Eight Flowers' arms.

Snapped……

A crisp sound resounded in the quiet corridor, and then the outstretched hand of Wujian was slapped back by a big hand that suddenly appeared.

"Buzzing like a fly!! No Road Race!!" A hoarse and irritable voice cut through the air the next moment.

Baohao raised his chin and looked at the room, his red pupils were half-closed, and the two big characters of "wicked person" were written on his face.

Monoma's eyes widened in disbelief, he looked at his red hand, and then at Baohao.For a moment, I was so angry that I didn't know what to say.

"Look at what?"

The air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder, and Bahua was worried that the two two hundred and five would start a war if they said something to each other again...

"Hmph, who do I think it is? It turns out that he is the only person in Class A who has not obtained a hero's license." Looking at the fierce-faced Bakugo, Mojian's expression is so good-looking.

But in just a few seconds, he quickly thought of a way to counterattack.

Obviously, this time he achieved the effect he wanted.

The originally calm and kind Baohaojun, at this moment Zhengyuan stared at a pair of red eyes, his brows were furrowed, his left hand was on his right arm, and he had already opened his posture and was about to rush up and beat someone directly.

Fortunately, Bahua's eyelids twitched, and he quickly caught Baohao who was about to pounce on him.

"Student Baohao...cold...calm down."

However, there was another person beside him who was not afraid of death with his neck stuck, and continued to add fuel to the fire.

"Heh, come and PK with me if you have the ability! Even if you PK, you are also an unlicensed person..."

???

Brother, are you in a panic when you have nothing to do, just picking things up everywhere? ?

Bahua has been in school for so long, and this is really the first time he has met this kind of classmate.

It has completely refreshed her understanding of Xiongying—it turns out that Xiongying not only has a school master who works hard, but also a child who picks things up everywhere...

"Let go, labor and management are going to blow his dog's head off today!"

Baohao grinned ferociously, while breaking away from Eight Flowers' obstruction, the sparks on his right hand had exploded.

"Hehe, I remember that classmate Baohao was grounded and fined for cleaning and writing inspections because he used his personality privately before? Hmm... how does it feel to be grounded?"

Continue to add fuel to the fire without fear of death.

what to do?I really want to throw away this vicious dog and blow his dog's head off!

At the moment when he was dazzled, Bakugo had already broken free from the shackles of the eight flowers, and smashed towards the mocking object with sparks.

But Wujian was not intimidated by his terrifying aura at all, because he had just touched Bakugo's body, and now he has copied the other person's personality.

He raised the corners of his lips and looked at the furious Bao Hao playfully, and also waved the palm of the explosion spark, but he just stood still.Like a cunning hunter waiting for his prey to jump into a trap.

stop……

This... is this a private fight?Wujian deliberately asked Baohao to hit someone, right?

If you let things go on, you will be punished by Mr. Aizawa, right? ?

No!

But I definitely can't hold back by myself!

Before Baohao punched down with the second punch, Bahua quickly found a way to deal with it, and swung out his personality with a pen, "Kuro card, sleep—let them all sleep for a while!"

After the words fell, some tiny dots of light floated out from a ball of white light and landed on the heads of the two confronting people.

In the next second, the two arguing people collapsed on the ground unexpectedly and lost consciousness.

That's it... just fine...

Bahua looked at the two people who had passed out, and let out a long sigh of relief.Then his eyes went dark, and he fell straight down.

*

"On an empty stomach, and did a lot of exercise that consumes blood sugar. Fortunately, it's just a simple coma..." The healing girl's voice came faintly to Bahua's brain.

She forced her heavy eyelids up, and vaguely saw several familiar figures standing at the end of her bed.

"Will it have any effect on Bahuajiang's body?" Midnight's worried voice came over vaguely.

"Severe hypoglycemia can lead to shock or..." The healing girl sighed, and looked down at the case data in her hand, "Compared with the measurement data in the morning, it is several points lower. Regarding the cultivation of her personality, You'd better think carefully about the specific plan... Otherwise, it will be very bad for her future development."

"Midnight, let's discuss this matter carefully later. The question now is how to deal with this kid. Are you fighting with me again?" Aizawa suppressed his anger and stared at the boy who was tightly wrapped in his binding cloth. Really explosive.

After being discovered by Kazuka Kento and sent to the infirmary to wake up, Bakugo has been angrily looking at everyone and displeased.When Mr. Aizawa rushed over, he was rushing out of the ward.Then he was directly tied up by the teacher with a piece of cloth.

It wasn't until he saw the pale Baoduo Bahua on the bed that this guy calmed down.

And after hearing the healing girl's words, those red pupils filled with resentment trembled for a moment, then frowned, looking at the villain sleeping on the bed in shock.

The side effects of her personality are so big?

He still thought it was just a simple hypoglycemia this morning...

So... it's all because of me that I'm lying in bed now? ?

laugh……

Never before, Bakugo quietly lowered his eyelashes, and a trace of inexplicable and complicated feelings came up deep in his heart, which made him feel very uncomfortable—it was very uncomfortable for himself.

"Ah~ah~erase, Baohaojun also committed some serious fights. I think, why not punish Baohaojun for taking care of his benefactor, Bahuajiang? By the way, be our little Bahua's special training partner In the previous sparring, I think Baohaojun performed very well~ In the future special plan, I feel that I need someone to supervise my Huahuawei~" Midnight flicked just to feel depressed, and flicked two fingers on the chin twice , and then with a flash of light in his long eyes, he came to such a weird conclusion.

Logically, the strict Mr. Aizawa would not agree, but...

Aizawa-sensei stared at Bakugo for a few seconds with eyes full of bloodshot eyes, then nodded and agreed, "That's it. But, go back to the [-]-word inspection report, plus three days of cleaning. More than that. "

"……cut."

"..." Baoduo lay powerlessly on the bed, obviously wanting to speak out and refuse to train with the devil, but he couldn't get up the energy to speak out, so he had to watch them leave his ward one by one.

Kamisa...save the child...she is a patient now...how can you not ask the patient's wishes?

And that vague and weird smile at midnight... what the hell?

Bahua couldn't help wondering if Midnight kissed her aunt.