Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

But letting go of this question for now does not mean that the alarm has been lifted. Gilgamesh played with the little girl's long hair, and cut the topic straight to the heart.

"So, what's going on with 'Dead Handle Wood Hanging' and 'Enemy Alliance'? Yamit."

He hadn't forgotten that the will of the country, who was always so harmless as if he wouldn't fight back if he was beaten, ran away in one fell swoop in the not long past night, resulting in such an exaggerated result.

The wounds on King Lanling's body are not healed yet.

His gaze fell on the embarrassed servant, Yayoi gasped for breath, and raised his hand to heal him.

But she was only halfway through apologizing, but the boy knelt down on one knee and stopped her with his actions.

"I didn't stop the dead handle wooden hanging, and I didn't wake up my lord in time, so that you fell into that situation...you even boasted that Haikou was going to be your sharp sword. Chang Gong... feel ashamed."

With one hand resting on his bent right knee, King Lanling bowed his head, his fingertips holding the scabbard trembled slightly with force, and his voice was very low.

"Please punish."

However, his hand was suddenly covered by another hand in the next second.

The pure magic power poured into the body formed by the spirit from the part connected to the skin like a trickle, and a faint blue light began to appear at the edge of the scar, and then healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to its original state.

King Lanling raised his head in astonishment, and met Yayoi's smiling eyes.

"—Then punish Chang Gong to bring me victory in the next battle? My sword."

But Enkidu heard the hidden message behind the words.

He frowned slightly: "Yamite?"

"Well. This time it's my own war. Even Jill and Xiao En can't intervene?"

Raising her index finger and putting it on her lips, Yayoi made her request softly, but her usual soft tone was no longer there.

The tough posture that has never been seen before, it seems that every word has been suppressed in the bottom of my heart for a long time.

But at the end of the story, she frowned again, her expression full of trust, as if a little girl was acting like a spoiled child.

"……please."

Make it impossible for anyone who is soft-hearted to her to refuse.

And those two fell into that category.

But the king of Uruk sits high on the golden throne, looking down condescendingly, and the red snake pupils are obscure, making it difficult to understand what kind of emotion it is.

"Amita," he said indifferently, "promise to this king."

Gilgamesh didn't ask her to promise anything.Yayoi looked into his eyes for a moment, her smile gradually faded and turned serious.

She said softly: "Jill, I promised that this time... I won't let you die alone again. 'Yamita' will always be with Uruk and you."

Putting his hands on the armrest of the golden seat, Gilgamesh closed his eyes slightly, like a perfect stone statue carefully carved by craftsmen.After a long time, he slightly nodded his head in agreement.

"Don't forget what I taught you."

After speaking, Gilgamesh stood up and strode away.Enkidu looked at him, then at Yayoi, who was silent and silent, and left after him.

When they passed each other, the strongest weapon of the Age of Gods just rubbed the top of the little girl's hair, and gave her blessing with a smile: "Prosperous martial arts, Yamit. We will wait for you here."

Only Yayoi and King Lanling were left in the palace, and Aizawa Shouta was finally able to breathe normally, but a bad premonition struck like a dark cloud cover.

"If I could, I'd rather not hear what you're going to say. But it's obvious that you won't let me say no."

The nerves that had been tense all the time relaxed, Aizawa Xiaota sighed, relaxed his stiff muscles, and leaned back on the stone pillar of the palace, his words seemed to see through the world of mortals and give up on himself.

"So - what new trouble do you want to bring me this time? Yayoi Aoki."

Yayoi didn't speak, she still stared quietly at her, an unlucky teacher in every sense, with guilt and apology but never changing her eyes.

Aizawa Shoutapin made something interesting.

He froze for a moment, stood up straight, his expression suddenly became serious, and his tone was unbelievable: "You wouldn't—"

"Yes. I hope that Xiongying and the police will not interfere with this matter, and I will handle it with full authority."

Yayoi intertwined her hands, carefully looked at Aizawa Shouta, her tone was soft but firm: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Aizawa. Please rest assured, I will definitely bring Xiaosheng back safely!"

Aizawa Shouta, who was shocked by the amount of information, said with a blank expression: "I can't make the decision on this matter, and I can't afford this responsibility. If you want to negotiate, I must at least report to Principal Nezu."

But noticing Yayoi's increasingly apologetic eyes, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, stepped on the brakes with his tongue, and forcibly changed the topic like drifting.

"—If I say so, what are you going to do?"

Not wanting to lie to the teacher, Yayoi shifted her gaze to one side, and answered honestly.

"Without your instructions, Mr. Aizawa, the students should have not leaked information to the outside, and everything is still under control. I think Mr. Aizawa was called here by Jill and Xiao En from the very beginning, and it is still possible I haven't had time to contact Xiongying."

"Mr. Aizawa has never held up his mobile phone to take pictures before, so I guess, the communication between you and Xiongying should be done by text message instead of video. So..."

She pursed her lips, and her voice became weaker as if guilty.

Then Aizawa Xiaota helped her complete the second half of the sentence: "So, as long as you control me, and even communicate with Xiongying normally on my behalf, you can achieve your goal without anyone noticing."

Yayoi quickly corrected: "I won't use my personality on Aizawa-sensei! It's enough just to restrain you! I, I should... within a day or two, it will be resolved..."

Feeling unbelievable about Yayoi's decision and thoughts, Aizawa Shouta couldn't help emphasizing his tone: "What about Bakugo? How are you going to ensure his safety!"

"Xiao Sheng will be fine."

In this regard, Yayoi showed unusual calmness and certainty.She answered without hesitation, almost declaratively.

"What they want is to take a small victory, put pressure on Xiongying in terms of public opinion and social influence, build momentum for the growth of the enemy alliance, and draw me out by the way. Instead of incurring my revenge on the enemy alliance. Diaojun and... that person, No matter what, I won’t attack Xiaosheng.”

"that person?"

The emotions in Yayoi's words were not deliberately suppressed, and Aizawa Xiao was too keen to extract the wrong key words.

He asked: "Aoki, who else is in contact with the enemy alliance? ... No, do you have any personal entanglements with 'that person'?"

Yayoi didn't reply immediately.

Lowering her eyes, she thought for a while, then suddenly let go: "If Aizawa-sensei, you must contact the outside world, can you just tell All Might... sir?"

"All Might?"

Aizawa Shouta was still in shock. His first reaction was that Yayoi planned to kidnap the No.1 hero (although he still finds it funny to use this word for All Might), but he reacted quickly. Come here, Yayoi doesn't need to do it many times.

and so--

"What message would you like me to convey to you?"

he asks.

Yayoi smiled calmly: "I just think that Mr. All Might would like to know the whereabouts of that person. I can feel that he has hatred for that person...he should know."

As she spoke, she turned her head and lowered her eyes to stare at her intertwined fingers. It took a long while before she whispered.

"Just tell him—AllforOne, here we come. Mr. All Might will be here."

[All for One?who is it? 】

Because it has always been manipulating and playing with power behind the scenes, the name AFO is not a familiar name to the public, or even ordinary professional heroes.

Muttering and repeating the name, Aizawa Shouta faintly felt that he was touching some hidden, long-buried secret.

But he flatly refused: "It's too late. All Might is not around now! Even if he uses the hero's privileges to expedite the process, he feels that there is at least a need to—"

"It's okay, Mr. Aizawa, please don't worry. You just need to tell me where Mr. All Might is now."

After interrupting Aizawa Shouta, Yayoi turned his head with a slight smile, and looked at the cloud-shrouded dragon and the fallen god who were stepping behind him.

"Master Yimulian, please forgive me."

Aizawa took a deep breath.

He understands that at this moment, the student in front of him is no longer the "Yayoi Aoki" he is familiar with, or in other words, he has finally spied the most naked person rooted in the shell of the "troublemaker" until today. the nucleus.

Aizawa Shouta has no right to say "no".

Because——she didn't allow it.

The author has something to say:

I'm back from a business trip! ! ! ! !

Heh, I have been sitting in front of the computer for a whole day today, and I am already a distinguished customer of the manuscript box who has saved manuscripts! ! ! !

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