When the young man got up, the ice chips splashed on the damaged collar fell to the ground with a splash.

It was as if the debris of the stars fell, and the crisp sound of the knocking was very light, but it was very ethereal, and it seemed to be knocking heavily into the hearts of some people.

"Finally it's normal." Eric said lightly, with unknown meaning.

He still turned a blind eye to the awakened face of the second brother, and his attitude was as calm as ever.

"bring it on."

"it is good."

What happened next was also very different.

"Do you want to continue?"

"continue."

"Can you stand up, continue?"

"continue!"

The breathless silence lasted for a long time.

It was obviously just a crude duel of [non-personality], and one side had no possibility of winning. People who were bored before suddenly had a feeling that they could no longer witness it.

I want the boy to fall a few times less, so that the final that has dragged on for a long time will end sooner.However, he was reluctant to give up, and wanted to continue watching, to see how long those two teenagers could last.

Hong Jiaodong wasn't simply being bullied. From the very beginning, he couldn't get close to the silver-haired boy, but now he has come behind him, and he was restrained after a few times of handing in. It can be said that he has made great progress.

Eric is out of water.

No, it should be said that it was impossible to be serious!Seriously?

From the very beginning, it was a steering battle.

Although he didn't say much the whole time, he put on a rather arrogant air, giving people the illusion that he was deliberately bullying the children——

But until now, no one can say "Eric is too much".

There is no one who takes a more serious attitude towards young people who are biased by obsession than him.

He was correcting the boy's movements without haste. Although he did not use a gentle method, the effect was evident.

"What the hell does he want to do?"

Someone is puzzled.

"That's a competitor. During the finals, is there any benefit for him to do this?"

Someone was stunned.

"... E. Lee K."

As the "opponent"'s father, Andeva's complexion was cloudy and uncertain. Looking at the son on the screen who seemed to have changed from not long ago, he felt inexplicably uneasy that the situation was out of control.

"There is also Jiao Dong. How does it look like to be ashamed in front of so many people!"

But even the angry Andeva couldn't get past the referee, the two teenagers who hadn't stopped, and forcibly ended the game.

The psychological process of the onlookers was indeed full of ups and downs, and finally turned into full of confusion.

They speculated about what the boy who didn't take the usual route was thinking, and the more they speculated, the more complicated they became, and it was far from the truth.

Want to ask why?

There is no such or other deep-seated reason that others have speculated on their own. The truth is very simple. It is nothing more than those three words:

"My pleasure."

*****

In Eric's heart, it was rare to be happy.

He was sure that he should have an "apprentice".

The function is similar to that of the younger brother, but the positioning should be clearer. Similarly, the degree of trouble has also been raised a lot.

The impression that it was finally recovered after a long time was sporadically surfaced in the "confrontation" with the strong boys.

The reason why it is "we" is that a part of Gein flashed with the face of the explosive boy, which made him stunned for a while at that time.

Of course.

The feeling of dislike lingers, and Eric feels that it doesn't matter to ignore such a clue, and it's better to ignore it as usual.

Therefore, more attention is paid to the latter part.

Eric seemed to see the figure of another boy from the tenacious red-and-white boy.

That shadow is naturally blurred, no clearer than fog.

In fact, neither reality nor fantasy can completely overlap. The real young man rushed towards him, but his movements were slower and softer than that of the phantom.

It was a young leopard, even though its claws were not yet sharp, it had the presumptuous ambition to hunt prey far stronger than itself.

Hong's scorched figure faded away at some point, replaced by a hazy phantom that was brave, bold, and stubborn, launching the most violent attacks one after another.

As expected, "he" treats the brat who is only brave and persistent with indifference, throws it out once when he pounces on him, and shows no mercy.

And the other party seemed to know no pain, let alone discouragement, and reluctantly suppressed the initial high-spirited tantrum, and then decided that he would definitely defeat "him", and the challenge would not stop.

trouble.

I'm so annoying.

I really want to throw the kid thousands of miles away where I can't bother "him".

Well……

And after that?

What happened after that?The bits and pieces just stopped here.

But Eric could know from the ripples of injustice in his heart at this moment that after that, or—before, there must be someone or something that "he" cares about in particular.

Because, using time as a clue, all the lost memories are on the same line.When I think of one of them, I inevitably get involved in others.

Still in a trance, still broken.Like the petals that float before the eyes with the fragments.

"He" raised his fingertips to touch a bit of moist softness, and before he exerted any force, the pure white petals slipped from his fingers and bumped to the other side of his body.

Before seeing the face of the person beside him clearly, a swaying green came into view first.

Whose long green hair was blown by the wind, covering his seemingly opening and closing mouth.

Can't see clearly.Blinking too fast.

Waiting for "he" - also he, turned his head hastily in the short-lived world of consciousness, and what he saw changed again.

The phantom of the boy who had appeared before appeared again.

The youth with an unclear face was smiling at the man in front of him.

Holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, he passed it forward, and handed it to——

"..."

"…………Um."

Subconsciously raised his hand, but smashed the phantom.

Eric naturally didn't come across flowers that didn't exist in reality, but he came across ones that were still alive.

"It can be over."

His right hand clasped the boy's sweat-soaked neck, and he just patted his neck twice with this movement.

"Do you want to exhaust yourself to death?"

"I……"

Hong Jiaodong couldn't blink, because the big beads of sweat would take advantage of his slack at any time, making his entire vision hazy.

He was tense until now, his physical strength and mental strength had reached the limit, and he could barely squat down due to the perseverance that came from nowhere.

"Okay, it's alright."

This……

Could it be an auditory hallucination before losing strength and dizziness?

In my impression, Eric's voice seemed to have never been so soft.

Bang Jiaodong couldn't be sure for a while.

But he... seems to have really heard:

"You passed my test."

"It means——I approve of you. Why, are you speechless with joy?"

Hong Jiaodong: "..."

It's true that I can't speak... But, it's not because I'm happy... Maybe, there's a little unspeakable joy?

No, wait a minute.

The young man who was exhausted to the limit, at this very moment, was more conscious than ever before.

There was a flash of inspiration, and in addition, an item was shaken out of his pocket and landed briskly at his feet.

"……lighter?"

"what?"

"You gave me...the lighter. I think...that's what you mean, right?"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Eric said.

"That lighter, oh, I don't know how it came about, anyway, I just picked it up, because it was useless and took up space, so I threw it to you. That's right, it's that simple. Huh? Do you want to refute me?"

"Do not……"

It seems that there is no way to refute, the cause and effect are very clear.

Hu Jiao freezes to think.

He just took it for granted.

"Now, you can admit defeat."

"Okay. The result of the game... I lost."

"Then you can—"

"but I……"

—A fire that is ignited, driven, and poured with fuel will never go out.

Boom, Jiaodong, and again... In short, he fell down.

No injuries, just fell asleep from exhaustion.

He didn't lie miserably on the cold, unthawed ice.Eric kindly resisted—well, scooped it up.

"First, mine."

Facing the dark crowd.

Under the drowning of the loud screams that almost pierced the eardrums.

The silver-haired boy's complexion was pale, and the corners of his mouth were curved.He only said a few words, but his handsomeness soared into the sky.

The first sentence is the previous champion declaration.

As for the second sentence, well, it is concise and clear enough, in his usual style.

"It's not you who are the champions, it's so noisy!"

This sentence is aimed at the little ghosts who threw the banner and jumped down to surround him, especially the girls.

The little girls did not know whether they were excited or touched, and tears filled their eyes.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooload

"Suddenly I'm so envious of Mr. Hong! No, I also want to hear that sentence, from Eric's mouth, recognize me! Appreciate me! There are people who like me!"

"Yeah, I too—"

Eric: "...When did I say the last half of the sentence?!"

That's right, this is the troublesome woman.

Will use tears as a weapon, add oil and vinegar without authorization, and force him to compromise, so that he has to endure the shame of having his hair touched——

"It's so annoying, you brats! Get your stuff and go away!"

Everyone in Class A was taken aback.

They actually received a cake bought by Eric (with Mr. Aizawa's money)!

The quantity is calculated, I bought 22, counting Mr. Aizawa, one for each of the 21 people, and the classmate Bakugo who had a problem with Eric was not missed. However, the extra one disappeared, and Eric did not Admitted that he ate it himself.

Everyone nodded vigorously: "Okay, okay, Mr. Aizawa must have stolen it behind our backs!"

Eric put his arms around his chest, and reluctantly responded with a face: "Hmph."

Aizawa Shouta: "..."

Mr. Aizawa's teeth were inexplicably itchy, and he really wanted to clean up some smug kids.

……never mind!

He doesn't care about minors.

That's it, not to mention the uproar that occurred in all walks of life afterwards.

The sports festival is officially over, and Eric, as No.1, boarded the highest podium.

cough.

Well, when the awards were presented, the No. 2 classmate Hong Jiao Dong and the No. 3 classmate Katsumi Bakugo didn't seem to be standing on the stage.

Who told them to stand up, even if the podium is designed like this, the podium for the second and third places is a bit shorter than the No.1, but, plus my height——

Or is it a little bit higher than the tallest champion?

Eric: "Hehe, the mere weak have no right to choose! The world is so cruel."

and so.

He ruthlessly drove away the second and third runners who were not as skilled as others, and occupied the podium by himself.

Aloof and stern, disdainful of all heroes!

The author has something to say: intelligence unlock:

Name: Eric (real name: ???)

age:? ? ?

The upper limit of strength is unknown

Suspected to be a king

Mysterious female subordinate leaves the country

I have received stalking apprentices

……

Other information will be unlocked later [Babies who already know don't spoil it! !No spoilers! ! ! 】

This chapter of the sports festival is over.Write some happy daily life later, and then there will be the hero killer and afo not far away.Devils! !As long as my coding speed is fast enough, Jia Geng will not be able to catch up with me, so give up! (beating chest)

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