Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

When Yayoi Aoki arrived in the classroom, it was not too early, and more than half of the seats were already filled.

There is no seating chart yet, so the students also choose seats to sit down at random according to their own preferences, chatting in twos and threes, and most of their faces are filled with the joy of enrolling.

After all, this is Xiongying's hero class.

The annual deviation is more than [-]. If there is an admitted student in the family, the parents will be able to stand up straight when they go out to buy groceries. It is an understatement, but in fact, they accept the envious eyes from relatives, friends, and even passers-by.

Yayoi Aoki pushed open the door, and subconsciously searched the crowd with her gaze, and at a glance, she saw a milk-blond boy sitting in the second row of seats by the window.

However, Katsuki Bakugo saw her clearly, but turned his head away calmly, looking at the unknown scenery outside the window.

Yayoi Aoki drooped his head, listlessly, and was about to turn around and close the door, when a powdery face with tentacles suddenly appeared in his sight.

"Hi—Hi—"

Yayoi Aoki took a step back in fright, and pressed her back against the door panel, while the strange girl with a different body just took advantage of the heat, robbed the iron, and took advantage of the fire to bully her further.

She was so close that Yayoi Aoki could count her long curled eyelashes.

"My name is Ashdo Sanna, my blood type is AB, and I like natto and okra the most! You are the No.1 in this actual battle, the 'Yayoi Aoki', right? The score is super-high! I think you are so good explain!"

Yayoi Aoki nodded blankly: "Ah... you, hello. I am indeed, 'that' Yayoi Aoki is right..."

"Xiao Sannai, calm down. You scared Xiao Yayoi."

Another girl with dark green hair came over and patted Ashdo Sanna's arm.

Her hands hang down in front of her chest as usual, and her long hair is tied into a big anti-Newton bow at the back, which makes people wonder whether the three years of physics in junior high school are for nothing.

"It's our first time to meet you. I'm Yubuki Meiyu. Nice to meet you. You can just call me Xiaomeiyu. The teacher hasn't come yet, Yayoi, it's OK for you to sit down wherever you want."

"...Thank you for the reminder, Little Meiyu. Yayoi Aoki, please give me more advice in the future."

[Okay, I really want to touch it...! 】

Thanking the other party politely, Yayoi Aoki tried her best to control herself, not to let her eyes fixate on the big bow on the back of Yu Fuki Meiyu—she seemed to have found a more suitable spokesperson for the Fuki Zaibatsu hair care series.

The most enthusiastic Ashido Sannai and Wabuki Meiyu broke the delicate stalemate atmosphere, and other curious students also surrounded them.

"Ear Lang rings fragrant."

A girl with younger sister hair, her earlobes are in the shape of a headphone jack.After she finished introducing herself, she looked at Yayoi Aoki with an unbelievable look, her tone of surprise was not malicious.

"It's so small! It feels like a 'sister', but it turned out to be the No.1 who defeated that Bakugo... Ah, sorry, I'm sorry."

"I've also heard about it. I heard that Aoki-san has a very special personality, which left a very deep impression on the candidates in the B and C examination rooms."

The black-haired girl who was originally sitting in the corner also joined the conversation, turning the small space at the door into a class A meeting for girls.

She nodded with a smile, and her words and deeds revealed the elegance and calmness of a young lady, and she bowed to Yayoi Aoki.

"It's an honor to meet you, Aoki-san. I'm 800 million, and I look forward to spending time with you in the future."

Since leaving Heian-kyo, apart from Sakurahime, this kind of words and etiquette that are full of Japanese aristocratic classical sense are rarely encountered in modern society. For Yayoi Aoki, she still has some nostalgia.

When she was young, she was personally taught by a great onmyoji. She once shared a banquet with a big monster, and she was also used to listening to the wonderful voice of the god of music.

These were all taught by precepts and deeds by the top people, gods, demons, and ghosts of that era, and it has almost become an instinct engraved in the bones.

Yayoi Aoki didn't even care about it, and returned the gift naturally.

The angle of the nod, the position of the arms, the arc of the fingertips, and even the uplift of the corners of the lips are all little things that the ladies and gentlemen of Ping'an capital are very familiar with.

800 million couldn't help but startled.

【This etiquette...】

[Perhaps the few families that have been brought up to this level don't have a girl of this age with the surname 'Qingmu'? 】

While the two were chatting, Ashdo Sanna lowered her voice and leaned into Wabuki Meiyu's ear: "Wow, little Meiyu, it feels like 800 million and Yayoi have suddenly gone to another world..."

Wa Chui Mei Yu stuck out her tongue: "Although I understand Xiao Sannai's meaning, what you said is kind of scary."

"Missy's feeling, this is it." Erlang Xiangxiang covered his mouth and silently looked away: "But it doesn't matter, cute is enough!"

——Cuteness is justice! ! ! !

……

"Excuse me, may--Yayoi?"

Just as Hong Jiaodong pushed open the door, he didn't expect the classroom door to be full of people. He just wanted to make an excuse and found Yayoi Aoki surrounded by a group of girls.

When he went to pick up someone at the police station, he was instilled with part of Yayoi Aoki's glorious record by the police on duty. He subconsciously walked up to the little girl, looked down at her, and found a random reason.

"Put down the schoolbag first. There are still people who haven't come."

Realizing that they were inadvertently blocking the way, the girls sat back in the seats they had chosen, but Yayoi Aoki was carrying her bag and made trouble in the corridor.

Originally, Class A had a fixed number of 20 people, with four tables and chairs in a row, a total of five rows, just enough to fill the entire classroom.

But this year there is one more No.20 person, and it is not convenient to worship in the format of Sanqi, so we can only force an extra seat on the right side by the window.

Originally, he wanted to sit next to 800 million or Wabuki Meiyu, but remembering that he was the extra one, Yayoi Aoki sighed, and walked straight to the extra set of tables and chairs.

Hong Jiaodong frowned: "Yayoi?"

Yayoi Aoki waved his hand, three steps at a time, decisively occupying the geomantic land where he was in a daze in class: "This is my seat, Jiao Dong-kun~ I have a good view!"

Hearing this, Hong Jiaodong didn't say anything, just walked to the last row and turned around, and sat on the seat on the right side of Yayoi Aoki.

"Please advise."

He said.

Yayoi Aoki glanced forward unconsciously - in this way, Katsuki Bakugo was right in front of her.

But even though he passed by Aoki Yayoi, Bakugo Katsuki still had the expression of a second uncle, put his legs on the table, and quarreled with Iida Tenya who ran over and scolded him for "disrespecting the hero's table with a long history". Bustling.

Yayoi Aoki lowered his head sullenly.

Noticing that the atmosphere between the two was not right, Hong Jiaodong thought for a while, and instead of asking directly, he opened the memo on his phone and began to edit the information.

[Have you had a fight with Bakugou? ]

[Hmm... I didn't know there were special rescue points in actual combat, so I accidentally won the first place.It seems that Xiaosheng's self-esteem has been hurt. ]

Yayoi Aoki wrote here, deleted, edited and edited several times before finally finalizing the words, let Hong Jiaodong read it.

[After all, Xiaosheng had never lost before.Xiaosheng is very smart, regardless of his personality or grades, he is an all-around genius. ]

[But he is not the strongest.He can't beat me yet. ]

As if realizing that his tone was too unfriendly, Hong Jiaodong thought it over and added.

[Even if you don't take the first place in the actual combat test, after he enters the hero, he will lose.It's just a question of who loses.Nothing to do with you.Don't overthink it. ]

[I know it too!but……]

Yayoi Aoki lay on the table in distress, her head rolling restlessly on her arms, like a ball of fluff.

[However, if it is not dealt with properly. 】

【I always feel...Xiao Sheng will do something irrational. 】

【for example--】

"That, that...!"

Midoriya Izuku's voice appeared at the door, attracting the attention of the students in the class.

Not used to being stared at by others, he paused on the spot, gesticulating in a hurry, and didn't think of any suitable opening remarks, looking silly.

Bakugo Katsuki kicked the table leg impatiently.

[For example, Xiaosheng will vent his anger on Deku. 】

Yayoi Aoki kindly rescued Izuku from Midoriya: "Izuku, here."

Hearing the familiar voice, confirming that he was in the same class as Yayoi Aoki, Izuku Midoriya heaved a sigh of relief, and was looking over there excitedly, when he suffered a severe mental blow.

Tenya Iida and Katsuki Bakugo, the two people who don't want to be in the same class the most...!

Difficult, is it possible that after making a wish to All Might's figure, do you have to pay the same price? ? ? ?

If the exchange is equivalent, then there is one more! ! ! ! ! !

Green Valley Izuku seemed to hear the voice of his heart breaking.

Then in the next second, he understood where the extra price came from.

"That shaggy-haired little transparent! Bressant Mack was right! You passed the exam!"

Liri Ochako appeared at the door, seeing Midoriya Izuku and her companion, she clasped her palms together happily, showing a bright smile.She looked in expectantly, and met Yayoi Aoki again.

"Ah—and Princess Butterfly is here too! That's great, we're in the same class."

Yayoi Aoki was full of question marks: Wait? ? ?What is Princess Butterfly? ? ?Are you talking about her? ? ?

"Pfft."

Aoki Yayoi silently turned her head [-] degrees, and looked at the table next to her: "...Jiao Dong-jun, you were the one laughing just now."

Hong Jiao cleared his throat, trying to pretend nothing happened.

Yayoi Aoki grabbed his sleeve and said word by word: "I heard it."

"……Feel sorry."

So Hong Jiaodong admitted too readily: "From a certain point of view, it is indeed quite appropriate. Don't you like it? I thought girls didn't hate 'princess' and the like."

At least when his sister was young, today she was Princess Rose, and tomorrow she was Sakura Fairy, the schedule was very full.

Yayoi Aoki was speechless to this straight man's speech, and even felt that it made sense, so he couldn't refute it? ? ?

...Within 5 minutes, she will see the wonderful quotes of the straight man appear on her desk.

Yayoi Aoki stared at Hong Jiaodong with a puffy face, like an angry but not so angry cat, stretching out its paws just around the corner, thinking whether to scratch, or scratch, or not scratch.

"Enough is enough. Noisy, where do you think this is? It's too unreasonable."

Aizawa Shouta, who appeared at the door at some unknown time, startled Midoriya Izuku and Urihi Ochako.

He didn't care, he didn't even enter the classroom, just leaned against the door lazily, with a weak voice, as if he hadn't slept all night last night and couldn't get up.

"Shota Aizawa. Some of you should have met me. Your future homeroom teacher. Please give me your advice."

"Time is limited, stop wasting it on meaningless things. Put on your tracksuit and gather at the playground. Hurry up."

Tenya Iida raised his hand: "Excuse me! Mr. Aizawa, please forgive me for being rude, our first class should be..."

"I've said it all, time is limited, don't make me repeat the same words again. Iida Tenzai."

Aizawa Shouta stroked his long, drooping hair upwards with five fingers, completely revealing the expression on his face, which contained a slightly nasty expression, which always gave people a bad premonition.

"Compared to the formalism of playing house, I will take you to do something more interesting."

He laughed like a five-hundred-year-old demon.