I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

It seemed like I had a very long...in short, very long dream.

Saiki Kusuo opened his eyes in his bed two hours ago, but he never got up.

The omnipotent superpower maintains a robot-like lying down straight and motionless posture, staring at the sky like this, and has been lying down until now.

He is thinking.

ah yes.It is the question of "dreams".

Even people with superpowers have dreams, but less frequently.In the dream, he can accurately confirm that he is in the dream in one second, and he will wake up after another xxx seconds.

But very strange.Really strange, this "dream".

Saiki Kusuo didn't realize that he was actually dreaming until he suddenly woke up.

He stayed in the dream for quite a long time, as if even longer than the ten years between his birth as a human being and his mediocre promotion to the third grade of junior high school.

very strange.All in all it was weird.

The superhuman who refuses to get too close to people who attract attention and has almost no friends actually met two friends at once in this dream.

Needless to say, neither of these friends fit the criteria of being "unobtrusive," but, on the contrary, were extremely conspicuous.

The main reason for one person's attention is probably the bald head and the bad taste of the battle suit, while the other person...

Arrogant personality, defiant, often irritable, often beat people.

If you are picky eaters, you will not grow taller, you will not listen to others, and you will be extremely willful...

All the faults are counted in one breath, this person seems to be described as very useless?

But, it's not.

The "shortcomings" piled up pile after pile and still refused to repent. This person has been violently complained countless times by superpowers in his dreams, but later on, people don't care so much.

What Saiki Kusuo really cared about - there was only one thing that he still brooded about after waking up.

"..."

"..."

"No matter which way you think about it, he is a super disturbing guy."

Saiki Kusuo refused to recall the little bits and pieces of the dream, even though he could not control the memory.

Saiki Kusuo refused to believe that it was a dream or not, and even more refused to remember that he was vaguely aware of a problem before the last meeting, and reminded that guy's disciple that "something may happen, be careful."

As a result, something really happened, but no one could stop it.

Saiki Kusuo refused to believe in anyone other than himself——

"..."

No.

Only this, can't convince myself.

Saiki Kusuo had to admit that for the first time he couldn't simply regard "dream" as a dream.

In fact, he just met two guys who got along well by accident in a place where he couldn't go anymore, and then he came back first.

Saitama should also go back.

In the end, only the idiot was left.

The person with super powers looked at the unchanging sky, and he would never forgive Eric's most intolerable "shortcoming".

Why look at the sky instead of the ceiling?

The answer is also simple.

The moment Saiki Kusuo woke up, the roof of their house was demolished by the mysterious super power.

The sky was clear, but it was raining, which wet the superhuman's expressionless face.

*****

Saitama walked out of the supermarket carrying a huge plastic bag, which was full of discounted items that he had struggled with his aunts to get.

As a hidden carnivorous beast, his main hunting target is of course the discounted high-quality pork set meal that only costs 666 yen, but today's performance was inexplicably abnormal, and he only managed to grab one box despite his hard work.

"Forget it, a box is not bad."

The strongest man in the world felt a little regretful, but he was also very satisfied. He carried meat and other miscellaneous discounted snacks and set foot on his way home.

For some reason, there seemed to be water swaying in the bag all the time.

Saitama finally remembered that he should take a look at the bag after punching three weirdos flat.

And wait until he really sees what's going on.

"........."

"What a joke."

In his plastic bag, where space is at a premium, most of it is not his favorite food other than pork, but...

Undiscounted ice cream as expensive as meat!

Saitama was shocked, and by the way he was shocked to remember that the real reason why he failed to grab all the discounted pork in one fell swoop was not that he was not strong enough.

Instead, when passing by the freezer, the corner of his eye accidentally caught this box of ice cream.

Because the one I met in the "dream" likes to eat this kind of food...

No, it's not the same brand, it's just that the packaging is very similar.

But this discovery still made Saitama stand in front of the freezer for an extra 10 minutes, which directly caused him to remember that it was too late to grab the meat.

Saitama doesn't like to eat this kind of cold and sugary food, but in his opinion, it's a pity to lose such an expensive ice cream, and it's better to eat it by himself.

So, the man on the way home silently ate the expensive ice cream whose packaging was somehow broken and melted most of it.

All the weirdos who tried to provoke him while he was eating ice cream turned into shooting stars at his feet and flew to the next city——No way, I don't have time to spare.

Only one person who disturbed him was not sent flying.

"Mr. Saitama! I already know your true strength! Please accept me balabalabala..."

It was a somewhat inexplicable young man who suddenly appeared in the past few days and wanted to find him as a teacher. What kind of guy did he seem to be called?Genos?

Saitama originally had no intention of accepting apprentices. He is more used to living alone and being a hero of justice.

—But this boy is really too loud.

——For some reason, I still feel that his color scheme is a bit familiar, and the move that can shoot cannon fire (or laser?) in the palm of his hand is also a bit familiar.

— oh, and more.

"First ask, are you a genius? Are you used to being beaten? Will you take out your pocket money to treat the teacher to dinner?"

The young man was taken aback by his question, but he still answered honestly: "I don't know how to define a genius, but I believe that I can fulfill the teacher's request and never carry it. Being beaten...does it mean actual combat training? It must be no problem." ...Eh? As long as I have money, I can give it to the teacher!"

Saitama: "Wow! That's great! Then you'll be my student from now on!"

The honest boy, Geros: "...Thank you, sir! But what about your ice cream, sir?"

The remaining bit of ice cream had completely melted, and it was very wet and uncomfortable.

Saitama didn't care, he was suddenly very happy now.

"Now I also have a filial disciple. Well, come on, Geros, I can't be compared to the jelly that Eric shows off every day!"

Geros (stay): "?"

The excitement of successfully becoming the master of the super master has not dissipated, and Geros does not understand why Saitama-sensei is so excited...

There was another feeling that he couldn't express.

It seems that although the teacher is laughing, in fact, he is not happy at all in his heart.

*****

There's nothing spookier than waking up and having a dream come true—probably.

Today is the first day of school for new students after the entrance examination for Xiongying High School.

I don't know what the atmosphere in other classes is like, anyway, Class A of the first year is shrouded in a strange atmosphere all day long.

"The roll call has begun. Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijiro...Midoriya Izuku...Toki Koto..."

First, Mr. Aizawa, the head teacher of Class A, weakly called on the podium.

Everyone's names were read out in public, and the audience was so quiet that no one looked around excitedly and whispered to each other.

The expressions of the students are numb, and the only expectation is on the list that Mr. Aizawa seems to have not finished reading.

No more, no less, a total of thirty names were read.

"Very good, everyone is here. Then, let me give you..."

Mr. Aizawa put down the list, and was about to get to the point, when a startled voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of the dead silence for a long time:

"That, that! Aizawa-sensei! Our class...is there only thirty people?"

Mr. Aizawa: "..."

This question is very strange.

Thirty students in each class is the most normal, and under normal circumstances there will be no more or one less.

However, as soon as these words came out, all the eyes of the students below were focused on the head teacher, and some even clenched their fists, with panicked and absent-minded expressions, anticipation and despair.

Aizawa-sensei's hand froze.

He didn't want to say anything more, but before the students reported, he checked the list himself, which also attracted strange looks from other colleagues except Olmert.

Now it can be confirmed that he and Olmert are not the only ones who still remember a strange dream clearly.

These students...

I have been together in that dream for more than a year, and now I really see the students who have just entered school, and I still remember them.

They are desperately seeking a key answer.

However, this answer was destined to disappoint them.

"That's right." Teacher Aizawa's tone was calm, and there was nothing unusual about it: "This year, Class A of the first year of the Hero Department is the same as usual, with a total of 30 students."

"But?!!"

"It's missing! There must be one missing! It's the one—"

"That short one, who is especially popular with girls and always bullies us boys, but we all like it very much..."

Whose name is almost ready to be pronounced, but for some reason, everyone is so stuck in their throats that they can't say a word.

From teachers to students, no one is in a happy mood.

For some reason, other people couldn't help but look at some two people in the classroom while feeling extremely depressed.

After that "dream", I had only met my new classmates twice, but they all knew everyone's name and personality.

This familiar strangeness is really sad.

—— Mr. Hong...and Mr. Bakugo.

——They look really...

"..."

"If there are no other questions, I will continue to work and class."

Aizawa-sensei opened his mouth seemingly ruthlessly, and brought the topic back.And slowly turned to face the blackboard and wrote a few words.

Use this gap.

He opened and closed his eyes, pretending not to see the stage, the whole class drooped their heads, and many of them quietly raised their hands and wiped their eyes fiercely.

……

……

"It's almost half a month later than that time. Could it be that there is no hope?"

On the roof of the building under the setting sun, the sigh of the No.1 hero sounded.

Olmert had just destroyed an underground research institute that was conducting illegal human research.

The information was obtained from the "dream". The address of the underground research institute has not been changed. It was only because it was not destroyed by a teenager who woke up half a month ago that Olmert came to deal with it.

Sure enough, there was largely no change, only seemingly unimportant details were missing.

Olmert does not deny that he still has quite naive thoughts.Thinking about whether boy Eric would appear again like in his dream, he came back to Xiongying High School again.

Mr. Aizawa immediately reminded him not to expect too much, let alone confuse dreams with reality.

Moreover, the most troublesome thing is not only the problem of failed hopes, but——

"Don't let those kids think too much, it hurts them more."

That's right, that's what Olmert is most worried about.

Looking at the sky from the top of the building, he couldn't help but think that the day he first saw Eric the boy in the "dream", there seemed to be a sunset that seemed familiar to him.

Looking further into the distance, at that time, I also saw sludge and seaweed flying all over the sky, and I heard the sound of cracking and cracking in my ears, as if it was freezing, and there was such a crystal clear sound in the sky, which made the whole city dizzy. down to zero...

"........."

"……snowflake?!"