[My English] It's not a problem if you can communicate with your fists

On the first day after the small holiday, I, the "star of hope in general subjects", enjoyed the treatment of being respected and kept at a distance by my classmates as always.

At noon, Xinsao sat next to me with the plate, as if nothing had happened.

But thinking about it carefully, Xin Cao and I really didn't have any particularly serious friction.

So I filled out the application form I got from the head teacher while gnawing bread with peace of mind.

As I said before, the school will reconsider whether or not to enroll ordinary students into the hero department based on the performance of the students at the sports festival.And as the third runner-up in the sports festival, I naturally got a place to transfer to the hero department.Anyway, if I really leave the third place in the sports festival in the general department, even if I don't say anything, the media will be able to spray Xiongying to death.

"That's great." Xinsao pushed the cutlery aside, stretched his head to look at the form in front of me, "You're leaving our general department soon."

I rolled my eyes: "... If you don't want me so much, do you want to have a farewell party?"

"That's okay," Xin Cao refused my proposal without hesitation, "I'm afraid they will try to kill you out of jealousy."

"It's the same as if they killed me." I bit the bread and stopped the tip of the pen in front of the "Target Class" column.

There are two classes of Hero Science students in Xiongying this year.Under normal circumstances, I should follow the school's assignment and exchange with the student with the worst grades in the hero department. However, according to the teacher in charge, there is no student who performed poorly in the hero department at the sports festival. "Temporary loan students" are temporarily taking classes with the Hero Department.

In this way, my student status is still hanging in the general department.But relatively speaking, this policy gives me the right to choose to follow the class. At the same time, if I regret it during the borrowing period, I can go back to the general class directly.

So the question before me became which class should I choose.

Most of the Hero Science students I know are in Class A, and Bai is also a recommended student in Class A. Considering interpersonal problems, Class A seems to be the safest choice.But the head teacher of class A has clearly stated that he doesn't want to teach me anymore. Thinking about it this way, it seems that I should go to class B.

If it was Daddy Cheap, he would definitely let me go to Class A.

Anyway, judging from the current results, the overall level of Class A and Class B is too different. Since I want to choose a class, I naturally go for a better one.

So the question now is whether to deal with Mr. Aizawa.

To be honest, I don't think I can handle him.Although it's just a feeling, Aizawa-sensei is probably the type I don't want to deal with--I'm afraid I won't be able to resist fighting him.

"what happened?"

Staring at the tip of my pen, Shinsao raised his head suddenly and asked.

"It's nothing, just thinking about which class I should go to." I put the pen on the table, took out a new utility knife from my pocket, and tossed it up and down unconsciously, "I always feel that it's not suitable to go to any class..."

"Have you no idea?"

The boy with the purple seaweed head opened his inverted triangular eyes with an expression of disbelief.

"What can I think? It's not like you don't know that I didn't plan to go to the hero department."

I accelerated the speed of throwing the knife, and the dark red utility knife drew a striking arc in the air, which made the general science students who were looking here all lower their heads and pretend that they hadn't done anything.

Xinsao showed a "can I hit you?" expression.

"No, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist twisting your head from your neck afterwards." I replied seriously, "Even if there is a law on the protection of minors, it would be very troublesome to go to a correctional center for a few years. .”

"...I always feel that you are more dangerous than before when you come back from vacation!"

"No, it's just that I wouldn't tell you my thoughts so directly before."

When Xinsao and I were arguing endlessly about "Which class is more suitable for me, Class A or Class B", the boy with blond hair and red eyes walked around behind me at some point, and before I could react, he took a pen and scribbled on the application form. He made a crooked "A", then slapped the pen on the table heavily, and threw us an extremely chic back.

"..."

"..."

Shinsao and I stared at Bakugo's back and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"That person just now must be Bakugo Katsuki." The purple-haired boy withdrew his gaze from Bakugo's back to me with a wooden face, "Are you familiar with him?"

No, I don't know Bakugo at all.

I really wanted to answer this categorically, but before the words of negation blurted out, I actually felt a little guilty in my heart, "Let's be so-so."

"What do you mean by so-so..." Xin Cao rolled his eyes, he didn't seem to want to complain about my ambiguous attitude, "Then what are you going to do now, go to the teacher and get a new watch?"

"Forget it, Class A is Class A, it's not bad anyway..."

At present, the overall level of Class A is indeed higher than that of Class B. According to the normal situation, ordinary students who transfer to the Hero Department will definitely give priority to Class B, because ordinary students who have not taken the Hero Department may not be able to follow The progress of class A.

But that's not a big deal for me.In the final analysis, the training courses of the hero department are nothing more than conventional teachings such as combat and assistance, and I have received these trainings since I was ten years old.

Shinsao stared at my face, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

I picked up the ballpoint pen that was destroyed by Bakugo and filled in the rest of the application form, then randomly rolled the paper, swallowed the bread in twos and stood up to say hello to Shinsou.

"Then I'm going to submit the application form."

The boy said "Oh": "I'm done eating too, let's go there with you, anyway."

I glanced at the half of the food left on the plate, and I didn't make a sound.

He must be feeling uncomfortable. After all, he is the one who wholeheartedly wants to enter the Hero Department, but the one who finally gets the admission is a guy like me who is even paddling in the entrance exam.

I kind of want to comfort him, but I don't know how to comfort him.

To be precise, I should not be qualified to comfort him.

We walked side by side in the corridor leading from the cafeteria to the teaching area.During the lunch break, most students gather in the cafeteria, and those who are not in the cafeteria also rest in the classroom. There are almost no people in the corridor, and the silence is suffocating.

When I walked to the area where the general department was located, I subconsciously quickened my pace to leave such an embarrassing atmosphere behind.

Xinsao suddenly called out to stop me.

"Yucheng!"

I stopped and turned to look at the boy's expression. He returned to his usual unmotivated appearance, as if I hadn't obtained the qualifications for the hero department. We just had lunch together like before the sports festival, and then we were in front of Class C classroom Say goodbye to each other and go back to your seats.

But for some reason, I had the illusion that he was leaving soon.

"...We are still friends, right?"

Finally, Shinsao asked a question that seemed insignificant to me.

I think I should answer this question well, but I really don't know how to answer him.Obviously what Xincao asked was "Are we still friends", but I intuitively felt that this was not what he wanted to ask.

I made a fist.Trying to squeeze out a smile that is not much better than crying: "Of course."

"Ah."

The boy smiled lightly.He turned around and flashed into the classroom of Class C, throwing encouragement with a sighing tone down the corridor.

"Come on in the hero department, take my share with you."

The author has something to say:

Hold on to the current heart-fucking stock holders, how is your heart?

All the male lead candidates Li Kajiang and Xinsao have their own initial affection, but the specific methods are different

Kajiang's first impression of the heroine is "a scumbag who can beat people", and Xin Cao's first impression of the heroine is "a tomboy who beats people very painfully". Anyway, it is not a good impression hhhhhh

Long before the sports festival plot, Xin Cao cared more about the heroine, but because he didn't get the heroine in various cross-server chats, Xin Cao himself didn't know exactly what kind of feelings he had for the heroine. So this line was aborted under the circumstances of Kajiang’s high-profile brushing presence (if you don’t follow the Kajiang line, you will be invited by the heroine to work in the office of Yuki’s family)

No, it feels like it suddenly became a third-rate romance, let’s stop this topic, all in all, help Kajiang strangle a competitor before talking about it (?