[Comprehensive] A heroine who doesn't want to be a villain is not a good hero

In the dark night, there was a rush of footsteps, with an indescribable haste.

The moonlight is sparse, and the moonlight that occasionally emerges from the cover of dark clouds casts ghostly shadows on the trees.

This night is destined to be full of uneasiness and restlessness. The birds in the forest have already been startled, and none of them are in their nests.

It's just that none of these can stop the pace of running.

Izuku Midoriya hugged Kota, buried his head forward and ran desperately towards the facility.

After realizing that it was inconvenient to move because of his disabled hand, he immediately turned to pick up Kota.

When Mrs. Guang was put down, she raised her head to take advantage of the moonlight to realize that this brother whom he no longer hated was actually full of tears.

He was crying silently, looking so pained and remorseful.

Izumizu Kota's tears immediately followed.

Kota, who persisted as always, and was not afraid to cry even when he met an enemy, finally couldn't help crying at this time.

At this moment, after he was taken away by his younger brother and left behind the strange and familiar young lady to face the enemy alone, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

But Kota knew that he couldn't just howl and affect Lugu, he leaned on Lugu's not generous back, clutched his shoulders and neck tightly with his small hands, and wept muffledly.

If Fujiwara Yuri had an accident because of this, if he died just like his parents... Izumizu Kota and Midoriya Izuku would never forgive themselves for the rest of their lives.

The embarrassing and crying combination of Izuku Midoriya and Kota Izumi immediately attracted the attention of everyone inside and outside the setting.

"Green Valley?!" Mineta Minoru's voice was distorted, and he couldn't help screaming when he saw such a terrible appearance of Green Valley.

Those who stayed behind for tutoring and those who found out that something happened and rushed back to the facility hurried over to take care of Kota and Lvgu.

Midoriya Izuku couldn't care about the pain in his body, and only grabbed Iida's arm with his good right hand.

"Where's the teacher? Aizawa-sensei...?"

Lvgu Izuku had tears streaming down his face, mixed with blood, dirt and dust, it was horrible.

But his trembling voice and almost twitching crazy movements made people pay more attention.

"What... what's wrong?" Koji Kouda probably realized something, and his voice also trembled.

"Fujiwara-san...Fujiwara Yuri is still fighting the enemy on the back hillside...for, to cover me and Kota...please, teacher, go and save her...please..." Lvgu Izuku finally supported He knelt down on the ground uncontrollably.

Before everyone could react, a black figure suddenly rushed towards the direction that Green Valley came from.

"Stay there honestly."

Aizawa Shouta's voice gradually drifted away.

Fujiwara Yuri's side.

Midoriya Izuku and Kota's successful escape finally completely angered Explosive Muscle.

He finally restrained his joking attitude and started to get serious.

Fujiwara Yuri's body faithfully transmitted the fear of facing a strong enemy to her brain, and her body secreted hormones rapidly.

Even if she didn't feel it deliberately, she knew that she was stiff all over at this moment, almost suppressing her instinct with reason.

Fujiwara Yuri knew that her fear of this kind of powerful personality was not only because of the power and pressure of the explosive muscles at this time, but also because of the fear deep in her memory.

The boy Ah Zheng who killed his brother has multiple personalities, one of which is a muscle-enhancing personality that is very similar to this one.

Those hands once took away her brother's life and almost cut her throat.

Fujiwara Yuri pulled out a very stiff smile.

It was a fear she had to face and overcome, but fortunately, she had put on a full suit of armor for herself.

In all directions, the dark particles within the perceivable range are responding to her call.

She believed in the dead more than the living.

For her, these particles, which move irregularly by virtue of their physical properties, are closer companions.

Even though they hurt her, even devoured her, she couldn't deny—

Reliance on one's own personality is almost an innate instinct of every personality.

Even if she fears her own personality, and even restricts the use and development of her personality since she was a child, it is still her most powerful shield—yes, now she has figured it out.

There is nothing more convincing than the authority and strength in your hands.

The dark particles felt her call and approached her very naturally.

A physical personality like Explosive Muscle can't notice the difference at all, but if he has a little bit of natural element perception ability, such as controlling vegetation, such as controlling wind, or being able to communicate with other life, such as communicating with any one of flowers, birds, insects and fish , he will realize—

Within the visible range of the field of vision, all individuals with life are desperately escaping from this place.

Dark particles, born with destruction and tyranny.

Contact with any object and life will only bring more and endless destruction and erosion.

True immortality, never fading, uncapturable.

Now, the person who controls this power gathers this huge combat power.

As long as it is a slightly sensitive creature, it will instinctively stay away.

Coincidentally, no human being was ever among these sensitive creatures.

Fujiwara Xueli narrowed her eyes slightly. Although the dark particles do not have life, when she took the initiative to gather them in such a serious way for the first time, maybe it was just her illusion, maybe it was just a confirmation of her mood.

But she did feel an almost jubilant expression of those particles.

A large number of dark particles began to approach slowly.

These particles hidden in the air, soil, trees, and creatures in daily life have finally been called by their masters!

The distance between the particles is getting closer, and the attraction and repulsion act at the same time.

They seemed to be boiling, sawing and struggling, and the power was impacted and dissipated, and finally turned into her use.

"I remember you..." Explosive Muscle showed a ferocious smile, a prosthetic eye appeared from the left eye socket, and his momentum went up to a higher level.

"You are one of the people that Sigangmuhang wants to arrest, hehe..." He laughed so uncomfortable that she saw the person she hated the most from this dissimilar face again, "Really It’s all effortless.”

"After I catch you, I'll kill that brat again, hahaha... What an interesting game, isn't it?"

After speaking, he punched her.

The strength of the fist and arm after the muscle gain is unimaginable, of course Fujiwara Yuri will not force it.

She immediately dodged to one side, the fist that broke the wind was fast and powerful enough, but because of the training of the wind shield personality, her perception of any moves that attacked her was much stronger, in essence it was her The ability to feel the wind is enhanced.

Although she had a feeling of being locked in, she could still feel his possible influence and attack range through the flow of the piercing wind.

And this type of power, the biggest flaw is that the speed is not too fast, in other words, he can't change his movements instantly outside of her perception range.

At the speed of class leader Tenya Iida, she wouldn't be able to do this.

But at this level of speed, even though the movement can be large, she can still feel it and dodge it.

And his movement of adjusting the direction of attack will not be too fast than her perception speed.

"Anyone else? Hong Jiaodong...? Or... Bakugo Katsuki?" Fujiwara Yuki rolled and avoided, wiping the little scratches on his left face with his left hand.

It hurt a little, but the opponent's stronger offensive than before did not take her down immediately, so she still had room to turn around.

"Ah, you mean that durian head? That's a matter of course, hahahahahaha..."

"..." Fujiwara Xueli's eyes sharpened, no matter what, one of the enemy's goals was already known.

The enemy alliance's Sigang Muhang wants to arrest Hao Katsuki and her. Although she doesn't know the reason, she will not let them do so.

The flying knife came out of his hand. Although the flying knife controlled by the piano wire could not cause too much damage to him, it could restrain his actions just right.

After all, even if it is a personality with muscle growth, it can quickly heal in a short time and resist the damage caused by the impact to a certain extent, but for a human being, the fatal parts, such as the neck and heart, are still a problem for him .

When these throwing knives are aimed at the neck, eyes or even the lower body from time to time, it is impossible for the explosive muscles not to avoid or defend.

When the information was almost done, she also realized that this furious enemy seemed unable to say anything more.

Fujiwara Yuri silently accumulated strength.

At this moment, she looked embarrassed, but both she and the enemy knew in their hearts that those massive attacks just now, which were even treated as a game by him, did not cause any fatal damage to her.

Even though she looked in a mess covered in dust, the really serious wound could only be said to be a little scratch on her face at the beginning.

"Chi..." Fujiwara Yuri sneered, full of mockery.

Her eyes moved quickly over his lower body, but she smiled lightly, but it was enough to irritate a stupid man.

When her throwing knife cut through his trousers and narrowly missed something between his legs.

"Damn bitch! I'm going to kill you!"

Explosive Muscle completely forgot at this time that Fujiwara Yuri was also one of Sigaraki's targets, and his aura changed when he was irritated.

It is different from the state when fighting Green Valley, and the performance is also different from the previous battle.

The feeling of treating her as a prey in the game and being able to handle it with ease disappeared, and what replaced the locking feeling was even more massive anger and strength.

He gathered all his strength in his right arm and swung it towards her.

As soon as the stance was taken out, Fujiwara Yuri knew that she couldn't avoid this move.

But at the same time, she didn't want to hide.

The speed of movement of the big guy will never be as fast as that of a dexterous person, let alone he is still charging for a blow.

When the aura around him changed, Fujiwara Yuri was already fully prepared.

"What a pity..."

She smiled, and the pitch-black steel needle covered by the flying knife had already flown in front of his eyes.

At that moment, Explosive Muscle's eyes widened suddenly, and then severe pain spread throughout his body.

Fujiwara Yuri threw the spike-shaped weapon towards his eyes at a faster speed than him.

When the pain spread all over his body, he also punched out with his last fist fiercely.

Fujiwara Yuri was instantly sent flying.

It's a pity that the severe pain made his strength unstable, and at the same time, he lost his target and swayed.

Although it hit the mountain behind her, it did not cause excessive damage to her.

This is probably the best verification of the effect of a strong personality on the improvement of the wind shield during this period of time.

Why is the explosive muscle not found?

For one thing, the flying knives constantly fluttering blinded his vision.

Secondly, and most importantly, these are not ordinary steel nails at all.

A weapon made of condensed dark particles.

Although the power of the flying throw is the physical power of Fujiwara Yuri.

But what actually affects its movement speed are the dark particles in the air that she arranged in various positions early on.

In other words, it used her power the moment it went out, and then relied on the force between the dark particles.

To be more clear, what Fujiwara Yuri threw out was only something the size of a small steel needle.

But according to her orbital calculations and personality control, as the flight moves, it attracts the dark particles in the air likewise.

When it reached the front of Explosive Muscle, it was already a long black needle.

Even if he immediately increased the eyelid muscles, it was useless.

The moment a sharp object pierced his skin, the wound caused by the dark particles would instantly deteriorate.

The damage caused by particles with destructive properties is almost irreversible.

Explosive muscles howled, and blood flowed down his eyes, and he covered his eyes in pain, no matter whether it was a prosthetic eye or a real eye, they were all destroyed.

And such wounds are still getting worse and spreading outward.

Fujiwara Yuri watched him screaming in pain with a calm face.

At the beginning, when her strength suddenly awakened and she lost control, Ah Zheng, who was attacked by her, was instantly eroded to nothing, not even ashes left.

And now she is in good control of the blow from her personality, just like that, has exhausted all her strength, and now she has no way to control the dark particles—unless she forcibly activates the dark particles in the blood in her body , controlled with blood.

Without her controlling and subduing the dark particles attached to his wound, this injury would only continue to worsen, and eventually his entire body would be filled with dark particles, tyrannically corroded and dead.

True virus-like abilities and personalities.

And she is the source of such a virus, the most terrifying source.

Explosive muscles kept struggling and screaming, waving their fists indiscriminately, and the huge impact brought countless gravels to fall.

Fujiwara Yuri knew that the movement here would definitely attract other attention.

She leaned against the gable and panted.

Thanks to him knocking her out, although it caused her some damage, it also caused her to basically stay away from the range of his waving and hitting people.

He was like a beast trapped in a cage, and in the end he had only the fate of being injured, bleeding and exhausted to death.

Fujiwara Yuri worked hard to recover.

Protecting himself with the wind shield personality is a little too much, and his temples are aching, but it's already good.

The dark particle's personality control has been exhausted, and his whole body is a little sore, but he can still endure the treatment, which is not a very serious injury.

Overall, she won this round very well.

Until the extent of his struggle gradually became smaller, the dark particles may have eroded into his brain, and the pain finally reached the point where he could not maintain consciousness.

After he stopped moving much and only twitched his body occasionally, Fujiwara Yuri finally showed a smile.

Holding the dagger in her hand, she walked to the edge of Explosive Muscle.

The eyes of this hideous guy seemed to have been hollowed out, and the scarlet blood was mixed with a few traces of black ominous color.

As if feeling some danger in his body, his arm twitched twice, and his fingertips moved, but he couldn't do anything.

Fujiwara Yuri watched him quietly, like a fish whose stomach had been disemboweled and its internal organs hollowed out, struggling for the last time.

She didn't reach out until he was completely motionless.

With a frighteningly calm attitude, he held the dagger and slashed lightly at his neck.

No matter how hard and tenacious a human body is without individual protection, it cannot compare to the sharpness of a sword.

Blood flowed out, and Fujiwara Yuri's strength was well controlled.

Familiar with the structure of the human body, she knew very well that she just cut off his throat and vocal cords.

Then her hand holding the knife wiped across his empty eye sockets, and the black thing disappeared.

After doing all this, she slowly left this dead body in her eyes, wiped the knife with the hem of her clothes, and then cut off the piece of cloth.

"Who?" Fujiwara Yuri suddenly looked up.

"It's okay... right..." Aizawa Shouta's voice stopped abruptly, and he was breathing heavily as he hurried over.

Seeing the fallen enemy and Fujiwara Yuri, who had no serious problems, he didn't react for a while.

After that, he immediately walked towards the enemy who was still bleeding slowly, squatted down and began to check the enemy's condition.

"The method is a little cruel, and it may cause some unnecessary disputes." Aizawa Shouta's eyes stayed for a while on the eye sockets that seemed to have been gouged out by the explosive muscles, watching him fall to the ground and couldn't even make a sound Bloody muscles, he said calmly, taking out the handcuffs and locking his hands.

Even if you are injured, you can't take it lightly.

"So, is the teacher blaming me?"

Fujiwara Yuri stood not far behind Aizawa Shouta, watched his movements, and seemed to have no intention of approaching him.

Hearing what she said, Aizawa Shouta turned his head almost subconsciously.

His dark eyes stared at her tightly, and all her emotions could not be hidden in his eyes.

Holding the "murder weapon" dagger, Fujiwara Yuri instinctively avoided his sharp eyes, even though she knew he meant no harm to her.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Because Fujiwara Yuri subconsciously lowered her eyes to avoid staring at each other, she could only hear Aizawa Shouta's cold voice.

When Aizawa Shota walked towards her, for some reason, Fujiwara Yuri unconsciously took a small step back, and Aizawa Shota's footsteps also paused.

Fujiwara Yuri's hesitation and entanglement were automatically attributed by Aizawa Yuta to the situation he was most familiar with.

A newcomer rookie professional hero is on duty, but because of a little tougher tactics in catching the enemy, he may even kill the enemy by mistake, which naturally produces a feeling of timidity and panic that "I am very bad".

"Don't think about it." Aizawa Xiaota still walked in front of her, the little girl covered her eyes with her bangs, and lowered her head even more, under the shadow of the tree, he couldn't see her expression clearly, "You did a good job. "

"You just protected yourself, and your companions. I'm already very happy to be able to complete self-defense."

"As for hurting the enemy..." Aizawa Yuta rubbed her head, "He is not a good person... For a novice like you, being able to protect yourself and catch the enemy at the same time is already very good , As for the method and measure...you can think about it later."

"..." Fujiwara Xueli didn't speak, but the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.

What Aizawa Shouta said was of course mostly comforting.

For experienced professional heroes like them, this set is clearly not acceptable.

But for Fujiwara Yuri, who is delicate and sensitive, and has not even obtained a temporary license, this is enough.

To put it simply, just coax it.

"Don't think about it now, go back and gather with everyone immediately."

Aizawa Shouta signaled her to go back to the facility, and he wanted to take back the captured explosive muscle, and wait for the police to come to deal with it.

As for the injury, let's just let it go, just take it back and make sure you don't die.

Although Aizawa Shouta is not considered a radical among professional heroes, he is neither, but he has no sympathy for this kind of enemy who threatens the lives of his students and makes them hurt and suffer, not to mention that this is a heinous crime The gangsters of many professional heroes exploded their muscles.

The so-called humanistic care... He has never been in favor of talking about the treatment of some heinous criminals.

Tolerance of them is a crime against those who were wounded or even killed by them.

It's just that there are always a group of unclear idiots who insist on improving humanistic treatment and giving them a chance to reform.

Aizawa Xiaotai doesn't like this, so naturally he won't blame Fujiwara Yuri for going too far, besides, it's good that she can save her life, who cares if she is too ruthless.

But he also knows that some bullies and the media will find faults from this kind of place, and then lead to a series of alarmist remarks, so that the impact on her will be worse.

He had already made plans in his heart to let her take care of the matter. To be honest, let's say it was the enemy he caught.

Anyway, he is a professional hero who doesn't appear in front of the media very much, and he doesn't care about his reputation in this regard.

Maybe the Fujiwara family will help her with this matter.

But one size fits all.

As Fujiwara Yuri's teacher, his attitude is like this.

What measures other people take to prepare has nothing to do with him.

He just does what he should do as a teacher, and that's it.

"Mr. Aizawa, one of the purposes of the Enemy Alliance's operation team is to capture Katsuki Bakugo."

"Please order the protection of Bakugou immediately."

"Also, I am applying to use personality, please allow the teacher."

Aizawa Shouta suddenly looked at Fujiwara Yuri.

The calmness in her eyes made him uneasy.

The author has something to say: In the world view of little heroes, professional heroes are not allowed to make up damage

There are really many restrictions on professional heroes, and it feels very troublesome

I finally went to see the Wandering Earth today, it was pretty good hehe_(:з」∠)_