I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

was packed.

Well, all of them.

All the children who laughed and said that Eric was not tall in the chat group were not spared.

"What did you say behind my back? Oh, I don't care."

don't care.

Just get straight to the repairs.

Among them, there may be poor people who were innocently involved (such as a certain green-haired boy who lay down guns many times), but the principle of preferring to kill by mistake is particularly prominent here.

"I...don't accept...that night...the girl also said..."

"Erlang...Ashido...and others...all laughed and said forbidden words...Why are we the only ones——I hate it!"

It seems that there are still distorted ghosts struggling on the ground, making unwilling voices.

This question does not need Eric to answer.

In the pile of "corpses", a wise man poked out the crowd and slowly twitched his fingers a few times, and then a dying answer drifted out:

"Why else..."

"It's impossible for us to be treated the same as girls... Eric, he... is patriarchal! I want equal rights, equality between men and women..."

"a bunch of idiots."

The overlord of class A ruthlessly defeated this struggle for equal rights.

It's like he doesn't admit that he is now "mingling with kids who are not in the same world".

It's just that he decided to accept these little devils as his younger brothers, lest they be killed by random things in a place where he can't see.

Can the height of the big brother and the younger brother be on the same level?

No matter what the elder brother does, the younger brother can only follow behind, can it be called walking side by side?

Of course not.

So he didn't break the sonorous oath of "absolutely not messing with little devils".

Eric didn't feel that he was treating girls differently again.

The girl group also did not get rid of the "grinding" of the strong overlord

They sacrificed their lunch break and two hours after school, and were called by Eric to the training room that they usually borrowed with Hong to conduct devil training without any water.

"You are all too weak!"

Eric said he looked bad because the girls—everyone in Class A except himself—were so weak that they were so obtrusive.

"Before that sports festival starts, let's improve a little bit. My followers of Eric, how can you be so lazy and have no sense of crisis. Hmph, this is punishment for slandering me, there is no room for rebuttal, accept your fate!"

He is so strong, and his words are very merciless, which makes the students who are still children feel a little ashamed.

The main reason is that they knew that Eric probably didn't mean to despise them maliciously when he said this.

Compared with the silver-haired boy who didn't take the usual route, his classmates had been repaired by him for dozens of rounds, and he never had a chance to struggle even a millimeter.

The disparity in strength is too great, to the point where you can't even look up.

What else can we do?

I can only accept the training honestly while admiring it.

In the first few days, only the girls were called to meet up with Hong Jiaodong, who was supposed to report every day.

Later, the boys found it strange and quietly "followed" them over. When they saw this astonishing secret, they ran over cheekily while yelling.

Eric didn't seem to notice that there were more and more boys in the crowd, and he didn't object to this phenomenon once.

What he should do, it doesn't matter how many people get in.Before long, basically the whole class was there.

Although Eric never said it once, everyone gradually knew it.

The nominal "punishment", in fact—

It was a special training specially prepared for them.

The teenagers don't care about giving them special training now. When it comes to the sports festival, they are competitors.The reason is of course easy to understand.

And his special training method, to be honest, is as simple and rude as ever, which is exactly his style.

Group battles.

One side is all the members participating in the special training, and the other side is only Eric himself.

Want to improve?No matter how much it is said, it is useless to fight directly-this is the method that Eric thinks is effective.

And this time, the girls didn't miss out, but the treatment was a little gentler.

"Anyway, let us breathe a sigh of relief and tell us where the shortcomings are, Eric!"

"Are you stupid? It's so obvious that you still don't use your brains!"

"No, no, no, I still have to rely on Green Valley——Green Valley, I'll trouble you to analyze it this time."

Because the overlord's behavior style is really domineering, he basically doesn't care about anything except beating people, and Izuku Midoriya stands out and becomes one of the most popular existences.

Although his personality is good and bad, it seems to be very unstable (from the perspective of an uninformed person).But he is good at using his brain and has strong analytical skills. When watching other people's battles, it is easy to point out the problems that still exist in the classmates who were forced to scramble by Eric.

Izuku Midoriya, who had reached the peak of his popularity, blushed and was also flustered, flattered: "Ah, ah, if I can help!"

The special training is on the right track.

If we can continue this positive energy even if we are exhausted until the start of the sports festival, the spirit of Class A will be completely new in the coming year, and everyone will be shocked...

"...Is Bakugo-san still not here today?"

Before that moment came, the squad leader Tenya Iida frowned, and his brows couldn't stop beating.

Participating in special training is still not the "whole class" in the true sense.

Bakugo Katsuki knew the news a long time ago, but he never appeared on the training ground once.

"Bang Hao, his self-esteem is too strong."

Kirishima Eijiro, who was relatively familiar with Bakugo Katsuki, sighed.

"Xiaosheng's dissatisfaction with Eric from the beginning has turned into death and will not admit defeat and seek peace, let alone train with us.

Izuku Lvgu understood the temperament of his childhood sweetheart, so he naturally knew that it was absolutely impossible for Xiaosheng to give up his face to come here, because doing so would be tantamount to admitting defeat.

"But Eric doesn't care..."

"So, it's because Bao Hao couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart."

"Then what should I do, it's impossible to continue looking at Bakugo--"

"Wait a minute."

Someone said uncertainly: "Maybe, the sports festival will be a good opportunity to clear up the past?"

Ok……

Some truth.

*****

The ice cube created by Hongjiaodong didn't last a second before it shattered.

Crash.

Shards of ice of different shapes are flying in the air, and the transparent crystals are projected by the light, reflecting countless rays of light with rainbow colors.

Among them, the boy's constricted pupils and a flash of disappointed expression were also reflected on the crystal surface.

"..."

"Strength, is it not enough..."

He whispered, looking down at his frosty palm.

The ice made with all the effort is still like fragile glass, which can be shattered if it is smashed at will. Even if he has made psychological preparations in advance, Hong Jiaodong still feels a bit disappointed.

The depressed mood has not completely dissipated from my heart, and I won't even let myself be cheered up again.

"Snapped!"

Hong's scorched head fell downwards, which was slapped by someone.

"Depression and disappointment depend on who hit you. If you don't match me, you are now—well, still weak, but much better than before. It doesn't matter if you are proud."

Hong Jiaodong: "So, should I be proud..."

"of course."

Eric just patted the boy.

The individual training between him and the second brother has not stopped, but the place has been changed.

Although the second brother is silent and occasionally chokes to death when he speaks, he is obedient and hardworking. Eric doesn't say anything, but he admires such a person in his heart.

...Why number two?

Too much nonsense!He can be called whatever he likes.

The special training on the last day of the weekend is also over.

Eric's expression was calm, but his subordinates rubbed the half-squatting half-white and half-red hair into a mess like a chicken coop.

He was a little satisfied after he had achieved this step, and he left without any fuss, as usual.

He was also the same as usual, as if he hadn't noticed it all the time, Hong, who raised his head with his messy hair, fixed his eyes on him, locking on his back, with flames that were not frozen by ice in his eyes.

Others thought that Bakugo Katsuki was the most unconvinced to him.

But the fact is that Hong Jiao Dong, who is considered to have a good relationship with him and has been traveling with him very early, is the one with the most victorious desire to win.

Constantly and constantly defeated, the fire in the boy's eyes is still burning.

With the personality of "Bing", even if he encounters countless setbacks, Hong Jiaodong has no intention of giving up on "wanting to defeat this boy".

Eric felt that this was very interesting.

——I...challenge...

However, some strange noises suddenly appeared in his mind.

— Defeat... until then...

It seems to be squeezed in without hesitation from the time of ancient times, bringing a complex taste that is more difficult than a headache.

--I……

--teacher!

A strange sound suddenly exploded, and Eric frowned, but he woke up.

"Sports Festival, I will have a formal showdown with you."

"It's just a different venue, the result will not change."

"I know."

"Oh?"

"Until I prove the result I want to show, Eric, even in the face of you, I will not back down."

"I'm very confident."

With his back turned to the scorched silver-haired boy, he smiled slightly.

"So, next time I will try my best to fight back."

"what?"

"Eric, you can't just turn around and vent your anger on me just because Mr. Aizawa was injured during the day and pinned your head."

"What did you say—"

Hong Jiaodong has a lot of opinions on this: "Unless there is an equivalent exchange, I will not compromise."

Eric: "..."

"........."

"Go home, talkative brat!"

Hong Jiaodong calmly "rolled" back.

Before rolling, he tried to reach out, trying to touch back the blow he just suffered.

"Snapped!"

Before the paw touched the silver hair on the top of Eric's head, it was slapped off mercilessly.