[Comprehensive] After leaving Yokohama, I joined Xiongying

The heroic sports festival is still talked about many years later.

On various social software in Japan, the number of clicks and downloads of the battle videos of the heroes who jointly built the golden age of the hero society has always been high, let alone Hero Sports, which can be called the debut battle of several heroes Just like the debut of All Might, who once supported the entire hero society, the number of clicks and downloads has reached a terrifying level.

If you want to make a ranking similar to "your favorite hero" with dozens of well-known or lesser-known heroes at that time, you can find a wonderful thing, that is, it seems that the top few have been here. Appeared at a sports festival for one year.

But those are things to talk about later. Of course, this also means that after decades or even longer, the information of this sports festival will also be kept in people's hearts.

Among them, of course, is its victor, the only three honor winners in the Heroic Academy.

And there is no doubt that Uchiha Itachi is one of them.

"Congratulations, Uchiha-san."

The words of congratulations were uttered from the mouth of the principal White Mouse, and Itachi nodded reservedly towards the other party, his warm eyes were still indifferent.

It was as if everything had been expected by the boy, not only the final victory, but also the congratulations from Principal Mouse.

For a moment, the headmaster of the White Mouse, whose IQ was so high that humans could not guess, seemed to see something in the boy in front of him, but he was still just smiling, and his tone was softer.

He didn't forget what kind of person the last Uchiha was.

The principal, who smiled harmlessly, thought of Uchiha who had studied in his school more than once, so his attitude on the surface became softer and more sincere.

He coughed, and didn't feel offended by the bland reaction of the boy in front of him, and happily moved on to the next topic.

"Then let's get back to business, according to the agreement, I will open the authority of the Xiongying Archives to you for a day." He looked up, although there was a sense of cuteness, but it didn't make people feel contemptuous of the small guy in front of him, "Only one day , when do you want to come? Tomorrow?"

"No." Unexpectedly, Itachi was not as eager as Principal White Rat expected. He tilted his head and thought for a while, but still declined this exciting proposal.

Principal White Rat nodded understandingly, "Then, let's change it to the day that Uchiha-san wants to come,"

There was a cute smile on his face, and it was the illusion that Itachi Youzhong stood in front of him for a moment, not someone else, but a certain Mr. Assassin far away in Italy.

But an illusion is an illusion, he nodded, bid farewell to Mr. Principal and left.

That's right, that's why the ferret released the water and put it insane.

The reason for this can be traced back to the situation a few days before the sports festival.

A phone call came to Oda House without warning.

On the phone, the polite principal claimed that he had learned about Itachi's general strength from an old friend, so he hoped that Itachi could give some guidance to the students during the sports festival.

"Well, it's actually inappropriate for me to say such a thing," the slightly distorted voice of the principal came from the other end of the phone.

"But since the USJ incident happened, and the target is clearly directed to Class A, the school has to pay more attention to these children."

"Teachers and schools will help of course, but the strength of peers is also essential."

"So Uchiha-san, I make a request to you as a sincere teacher."

"Please stand in front of the children as an insurmountable roadblock in this sports festival and on the road ahead."

After a long silence, Uchiha Itachi agreed.

And, to Nezu's surprise, he did better than he expected.

If Nezu’s request is to let Itachi be an insurmountable wall among his peers, then what Itachi has done is to give children hope while becoming this high wall, making them feel that they can still cross the roadblock .

Then when the children are ready to challenge again, let them find that the blocking stone has been raised again. 】

This cycle goes on and on until these children truly become able to stand on their own and are not overwhelmed by any difficulties.

In general, the original request time limit is extended.

"..." All Might, who knew all this, was silent for a while, and said with difficulty, "Uchiha-kun is such a gentle child."

He's so gentle that he's about to cry for the future class A.

"Haha, it's really amazing to get a good evaluation from All Might, Uchiha-san." Nezu picked up the black tea, raised it to signal All Might to pour it into his cup after being rejected.

"However, Uchiha-student's words, I think it's even a little sweet." He recalled the evaluation of his old friend from a foreign country, and showed a humane smile, "If, as my old friend said, this kid puts the class From the point of view of my children as juniors."

All Might's beady eyes instantly: "Huh?"

"Oh, it seems that you didn't notice All Might." The principal, who was sipping black tea, patiently answered the question for the pillar (crossed out), "In my opinion, although Uchiha-san is not good at words, but The heart to love my classmates as younger brothers and sisters is indeed true."

"I was fortunate enough to observe the way Uchiha-san treats his younger brothers and sisters at home, which is similar to how he treats his classmates."

He continued to take a sip of tea slowly, and smiled at the recovered All Might.

"However, if Uchiha-san's personality is similar to his mother's, this kind of feeling must be taken for granted."

"After all, you know All Might, he is Mio's child."

**

When entering the class, almost everyone was not in their own position as a matter of course, the whole class was chaotic, and there was no wonderful guess about the super strict and self-disciplined class atmosphere guessed by the outside world.

As soon as the door was opened, the eyes of the whole class swept over in unison.

"What, it's Itachi." Shangming Electric, who was standing by the door, took the lead in expressing his thoughts on behalf of everyone, and stepped forward to grab his friend's neck in two or three steps.

"How about it, did the teachers give you a special reward?"

"not at all."

"No way—seeing that you were called out by Mr. Aizawa, we thought there must be some special reward for such a brilliant performance this time." The blond boy lowered his head in frustration, like a big dog that has lost its soul.

Itachi hesitated, reached out and rubbed the hair of his friend beside him.

Shangming Denki sighed, and even rubbed against it unconsciously—this was a habit they developed during their training. At first, after finishing warming up one day, he looked at the boy holding a black cat and rubbing his head with a subtle expression. In the end, the other party mistakenly thought it was envy and followed me... I don't need to talk about the humiliating process in the middle!In the end it became a habit.

But it's a habit, at least I still remember that this is not his home or the training ground he often goes to, Shang Ming Electric shook his head like a dog, shaking the boy's hand off his head.

"Don't touch other people's heads casually." He covered it up with a guilty conscience, "I won't grow tall!"

Itachi looked back blankly.

"Duplicity is not a good habit." Wa Chui, one of the onlookers, said suddenly.

"That's right, and it's not the first time we've seen you being rubbed on the head by Uchiha-kun with a blissful face!" Ye Yinto also leaned over while pulling Uchiha-kun's shoulders, revealing an air of envy , "That's great, I also want to be patted by Uchiha-san."

For this kind of thing that only children and girls would envy, the boys just stood on the sidelines and watched, for fear that they would be divided into the camp of "despite what they want but refuse" by the girls with wonderful thoughts.

But girls are different.

After Wabuki Meiyu said meaningfully, "A gentleman shouldn't let a girl down", Itachi raised his hand in a daze, and said calmly towards where the girl might be.

"Then... touch your head?"

Then the whole person was transparent so it looked like clothes floating in the air rubbed over slowly, and soon Itachi felt a soft touch from his hands.

Hmm, it feels similar to Sakule.

Itachi opened his face coldly, his brows and eyes softened a lot unconsciously.

"It's almost like an old father and his daughter returning from a long trip," Kaminari, who didn't know when he came to Kirishima's side, secretly complained, obviously expressing disdain for this phenomenon.

However, his good brother Kirishima-kun did not get his points smoothly, and after nodding in a serious manner, he quickly drew inferences from one instance.

"In this case, you are the son of the old father?" The red-haired boy thought of such things as Kaminaru pitifully borrowing Itachi's homework in the morning, and felt that this speculation was very reliable, "If you think so, Uchiha Sang’s behavior is that the old father beat his son.”

"That's domestic violence."

"Oh oh oh that's right!"

Bao Hao, who had listened from a distance, turned his face away from the two funny comparisons, and clicked his tongue in a moderate way.

And when the boys were discussing Papa Uchiha and his daughters, Ye Yintou, who felt that petting his head was very good, waved his hands to attract friends, and brought several girls to enjoy Papa Uchiha's petting dog's head.

"I, I also want to be patted on the head!!" The self-pitying Minoru Mineta looked at this scene of fatherly kindness and filial piety enviously, feeling that he had been wronged like a ball, "Let the requirements be lower, let the girls You can touch my head too!!"

The class was noisy for a while, until the sound of pulling the door sounded again.

The big devil of the class, the head teacher who controls the life and death of a class, appeared in front of everyone in class A.

The homeroom teacher, who was not at all gentle because he was surrounded by his class for the first three times in the sports festival, watched with a cold face that the little boys in the class broke through the upper limit of mobility and returned to their positions in three seconds. He glanced over slowly and calmly. walked up to the podium.

When he saw the vacant seat, Aizawa Shouta's gaze didn't pause, which meant that the teacher knew the vacant seat—Iida Tenya's absence.

Itachi's thoughtful eyes withdrew from the teacher who was calmly saying that he was on vacation, and concentrated in front of him again.

After the ruthless head teacher left, the classroom was quiet for a moment. After confirming that Aizawa Shouta had left, there was a bang, and the noisy painting style resumed.

The students whose enthusiasm had not dissipated even wanted to have a small after-school party, but fortunately, because of the sports festival, everyone's hands ached, their hands ached, their legs hurt, their bodies were bruised and bruised. In short, in the end, this wonderful proposal had to succumb to reality.

Even so, the children, who are deeply emotional, prepare to go home in a large group, and then they are blocked by people who recognize them on the road.

I always feel that the time after the sports festival is more tiring than before.

Class A fleeing from the crowd thought to themselves, and burst into new laughter as if they were looking at each other.

"Student Wei Bai looked so embarrassed just now, hahaha!!"

"Don't tell me you look like Kirishima, don't you hahahaha!"

"It's just that Kirishima was squeezed into cakes just now hahaha!!"

"If I'm a pancake, wouldn't Bakugo be a lightning bolt?!"

"Lightning... Pfft, it's really a big and fat lightning hahahahahahahahahaha!!"

"Shut up! Sinet!"

"That... Katsuki?"

"what?!"

"You have a flower on your head."

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

"I didn't expect Bakugo to be the most popular? Hahahaha, he has the same temper as that stinky gutter hahaha!!"

"To shut up!!"

Noisy and chattering, the teenagers, like a group of elementary school students on a spring outing, took off their seriousness in battle and returned to their most authentic appearances. They smiled strangely when they thought about Itachi.

Erlang Xiangxiang poked the waist of his friend with a speechless expression, "Look, here we come again."

"That's right... the eyes of Weasel-chan's old father."

——The girls in class A still see through everything today.

Finally we broke up at the last fork, and the source of the noise was far away from me, even Itachi couldn't help exhaling after walking a long way.

There was a slight smile on the young man's face.

It is a warm smile that is completely different from the gloomy look under everyone's eyes.

It's just that the laugh didn't last long before it was completely suppressed.

His gaze was attracted by a figure in front of him.

The person squatting by the flower bed is wearing this white suit, holding a small dried fish in his hand to coax the white cat on the opposite side, but the lonely cat man does not bow down for the dried fish, but meows after seeing the weasel With a cry, Biuji jumped off the flower bed and rubbed against the boy's forehead and feet.

The man's gaze also shifted along.

It was also like this that Itachi saw the opponent's face clearly.

The golden shattered hair reflected the evening light. When he smiled, his eyes seemed to be shining with light. There was a faint smile on the corners of his lips. Even the hand holding the small dried fish looked white and slender, yet powerful. of the joints.

The man stood up, and the funny little dried fish was taken back. He leaned against the flower bed behind him and stood with his knees bent. Although there was a smile on his face, there was a cold light of scrutiny in his eyes.

Seeing that the white cat at the foot couldn't attract the attention of the two-legged beast with a good smell even by acting coquettishly, it whimpered and walked away with its haughty tail.

At this moment, Itachi had no intention of appeasing the cat touching porcelain, his hand was tightened for a moment, and then slowly let go.

The boy hesitated for a while, but he still spoke under the scrutiny of the smiling man.

"Sensei Yamabugiri." He called the man in front of him.

And at the same time

Midoriya Izuku, who was dawdling (unilaterally) to bid farewell to Katsuki Bakugo, walked around a corner and bumped into something.

"Hey" he touched his forehead blankly and looked forward, the next second he was so frightened that tears burst out of his eyes——

"Mrs. Mrs. Mrs. Zai?"

Why would Dazai-sensei hang from a tree? Murder? Who would do such a simple murder? No, the most urgent thing now is to quickly save Dazai-sensei!

The author has something to say:

About two or three things on the way home:

Chang An is actually not in the same direction as Brother Itachi, but he doesn't know why he left with Brother Itachi

After everyone left, he looked at Brother Itachi with excitement

Brother Weasel: Meow meow?

Chang An controlled the prehistoric shadow in his body, and called out to Brother Weasel who used crows as illusion in depression and excitement: Best friend! !

Itachi ·Although I don't know what happened, but still...Brother: ...Best friend?

(Boss Hong, who hadn't gone far, moved his ears, realizing that things were not simple)

And then... Brother Carrot Itachi started to go online for real ＿(:3」∠)＿Let the silly kids in Class A live a miserable life of always thinking they can eat carrots Kaka Kaka (Hello)