[Comprehensive] Let me go and let me die

On the way home, Ayu suddenly saw the teacher of Class A, Shota Aizawa!

When Ayou first met him at school, she had already recognized him as the unsung hero she tried to save her by jumping off a building for the first time.

The fundamental reason why he didn't recognize it at the beginning was probably because he didn't wear his iconic scarf (no)

After all, things like impressions must be the most conspicuous ones, so his body is actually a scarf (not)!

Only recognize the scarf but not the person_(:з」∠)_

At this time, he was squatting on the edge of an alley, holding a half-pack of something in his hand, and was looking into the alley.

Or... don't bother me?

I have nothing to say...

Ayou thought so, although it was the only way, but she was not familiar with the other party, Ayou felt that she needed to take a detour.

Just about to make a detour, but was suddenly stopped by the other party.

"You are... Quyou from class C of the first year."

Aizawa Shouta looked at the girl who was about to turn a corner when she saw him not far away, feeling helpless in her heart.

Why on earth would he take care of such a big trouble...

It may be that he had saved the other party by himself, which gave him some sense of responsibility that is not well-known, or the girl is usually too well-behaved and quiet at school.

Although Aizawa Shouta didn't want to take care of this at the beginning, after all, he was troublesome enough to manage a class A by himself. Since it was a general subject, the teacher of class C would naturally take care of it.

Just let those colleagues who have nothing to do all day have something to do and don't bother him anymore.

The principal also specially arranged teacher NO.13 with a gentle personality as the head teacher of class C.

After feeling that this matter had nothing to do with him, Aizawa Shouta stopped taking the initiative to pay attention to it...

until--

After a period of time since school started, a group of teachers returned home.

Except for Shouta Aizawa, who has never met girls because of his schedule and indifference, almost all the teachers have met girls more or less.

Cute, gentle, introverted, sincere, ordinary.

Unlike all suicide cases, it was a girl who had her own likes and dislikes like most girls, an ordinary girl who could no longer be ordinary.

It is such an ordinary thing that makes it difficult for all teachers to start.

There is no deep hatred, the psychology is not distorted, the idea is close to life, likes furry, and the personality is introverted and even optimistic.

no suicidal motive...

No. 13, the homeroom teacher with the most contacts, and the recovery girl with the most knowledge all said that this is really an ordinary good boy.

The discussion among a group of teachers in the office made it impossible for him to know.

They even thought of starting with their friends around them, and deliberately went around and attacked Midoriya Izuku and Bakugo Katsuki.

As they expected, the two didn't know at all!

Only then did Aizawa Xiaota officially begin to pay attention to this issue.

Ayu looked at Aizawa Shouta who had stood up and walked towards him, and secretly hated why he hadn't detoured earlier.

This is the boss who grabbed his own bag!

"I am, Mr. Aizawa, good evening."

Aizawa Yuta looked at the girl who was not as high as his chest, and she looked up into his eyes, and greeted him obediently, just like the way he made the teachers helpless in school.

It was obviously a blurred memory, but he suddenly remembered a few years ago, the girl who was scolded by him for bowing her head, occasionally raised her head to look at him secretly, her eyes were so nervous and clear.

She is obviously at the age of the most changes, but two years have passed, but she seems to have not changed at all.

"Why did you kill yourself?"

It was clearly a question question but without any question, Aizawa Xiao asked the words that all the teachers didn't ask out too straightforwardly.

Ayu opened her eyes wide when she heard Aizawa Shouta ask this sentence, she just felt a sudden skip in her heart, and felt that she was even more nervous...

Is the big guy who knows... the love amazing? !

Well it's amazing...

She looked at the unmoving eyes on the opposite side, and tilted her head.

"Must there be a reason?"

"Since there is no reason, why did you commit suicide?"

Aizawa Shouta's words began to bring doubts, which were also the doubts of all the teachers.

"You see, everyone lives from birth to death. What's the difference between earlier and later?"

Ayu looked at Aizawa Shouta with the most genuine doubts.

"And, teacher, do you expect to get off work?"

Big difference! !

After understanding the meaning of her last sentence, looking at the girl whose eyes were still clear, Aizawa Kota swallowed the words that were already on his lips.

Provocative words are useless, Xiongying's teachers have already said many beautiful words.

At this moment, Aizawa Xiaota finally really felt——

How intractable is the problem that leaves all teachers helpless.

——You can’t beat or scold, you can’t even shake her mind,

"People have to go to work after all."

He moved his mouth, but in the end he just uttered this sentence that even he himself felt pale after hearing it.

He watched the girl's eyes light up little by little, and the clear ending sound seemed to be accompanied by a smile.

It made him feel that he was reflected in her eyes and had nothing to hide at the moment.

"But, you can also resign!"

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Sitting in the auditorium, Ayou happily looked at the enthusiastic and hard-working students in each class, and took a sip of milk tea_(:з」∠)_

Today is the day she is going to die in this world, and Ayou's mentality has not changed because of this incident. She should eat and drink, and she doesn't have much reluctance for her friends in her heart.

The banquet that lasts every afternoon is not the same as whoever loses it will not be able to live.

She never felt how important she was to others.

To know--

A lot of the important things are just one's own self-righteousness.

It would be a real horror story if there were people who couldn't live without her!

Ayou feels that she has always been a more realistic person.

Seeing that the little angel's fingers were all severed in the battle between Izuku Lvgu and Hong Hong on the frozen field, Ayou sighed, got up and walked to the infirmary.

After treating Izuku Midoriya, Ayou knocked him on the head.

"Longer memory, Deku! You are really... Alas! What will you do if you don't have a healing system!"

Green Valley Izuku smirked and scratched his head.

"It's really an accident, Yujiang! I, I, I will definitely not have a next time!"

"You need to know how to cherish yourself in the future, you know! I'm also very worried about you!"

"Absolutely not!"

Seeing Izuku Midoriya, who was so swearing and almost swearing, Ayou sighed.

Forget it... Anyway, I won't see it in the future.

He said hello to the recovery girl who was watching them with a smile on one side, and after being fed with candy, he went back to watch the last game with Izuku Midoriya.

After admiring the award ceremony of the locked Bakugo Katsuki biting the medal, Izuku Midoriya and Chang An Tayin, who had been healed this time, stood on the field together.

After school, Izuku went home with Midoriya and smiled and said goodbye to the excited little angel, Ayou walked into the house.

After moving out the charcoal left over from an unknown time, Ayou picked out three pots and put them in the bedroom, as well as the jelly and the lighter.

After posting the mixed-cut video of the hero that he finally made these days, Ayou turned off the computer.

After taking a shower, I took out my favorite clothes from the closet and changed into them. After all, it is said that people who commit suicide by burning charcoal will have a rosy complexion, unlike those who stick out their tongues when they are hanged and drowned. .

Wearing beautiful clothes will make you feel better w

If possible, Ayou would rather commit suicide by slitting his wrists, but it hurts so much!After trying to survive once, Ayou decisively gave up this method.

After closing the curtains and lighting the small table lamp beside the bed, Ayou lit the charcoal fire, took half a bottle of sleeping pills, and lay peacefully on the bed.

There was an expression of peace on his face, as if he was just having an ordinary sleep.

Good night then!

It would be nice if it was really dead...

Her thoughts gradually sank, before she sank into silence, she thought so, and fell into complete darkness the next moment.