I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

"Speaking of home... I always feel that we have forgotten a very important thing..."

"Eh, now that I've said that, I suddenly also..."

I don't know who brought up this topic first.

Silent, thinking, looking at each other, making eye contact.

After such a deep thought.

Finally woke up!

"Ah! Eric!"

The noisy brats suddenly shouted in unison, with the collapse of not being able to bear the reality in their tone: "You are still living on the rooftop now, aren't you??!"

Can't blame them for forgetting about it.

At first, they were shocked by Eric's life in such dire straits, so they reached the goal of unity and tried to use their own strength to help him.

The question of Eric's residence was raised cautiously from the very beginning, for fear of hurting the youth's self-esteem.

But the problem has not been resolved.

The overlord of Class A rejected any euphemistic proposals to let him stay at his home temporarily without hesitation, even if he didn't even think about it, the persuasion would be blocked.

Don't try to spoil my happiness of being alone and quiet! —Yes, Eric really said so.

He didn't even live in the school's staff dormitory. All Might wanted to keep him at first, but he flatly refused.If oil and salt do not enter, it is extremely difficult to deal with, and the younger brothers are even more useless.

Therefore, Iida-kun, the squad leader who consciously took charge of this matter, once had a headache.

They were planning to make persistent efforts, but they didn't expect the outbreak of USJ, and after-school special training was caught off guard and added to the daily schedule. Not only were they dizzy from busy work, but they were also so tired that they wanted to go home and sleep.

After the special training, it's the sports festival again, and the tense atmosphere arises spontaneously, and then there is a moment of confusion——

……what.

Forget about the question of Eric's residence, which has been dragging on for too long.

"Wow, wow, I'm so sorry that I forgot all about it!!!!"

There was another unison of howling ghosts and wolves, and they were all about to cry in unbearable grief.

Eric's brows twitched when he was quarreled by this group of brats who seemed to be falling apart.

Wherever he likes to live, the brats don't care about his unbearable combat power, why are they all staring at him?

The silly children who got poked in the sore spot: "..."

"This, this." He hesitated to speak, but actually felt guilty, "We are very concerned about your physical and mental health!"

"Even if your body and mind are all unhealthy, I will be fine."

Eric didn't take it seriously. This was the confidence of the eldest brother.

However, if you go on like this, it is really annoying.You can tell by the eyes of the little ghosts who think they are hidden. They will never be reconciled if they fail to achieve their goals.

For his own sake, Eric finally gave an answer: "Don't worry about it, I'm staying at my friend's house now."

Everyone (suddenly): "Oh, so that's the case! It's not a rooftop anymore, I'm staying at a friend's house..."

"..."

"Huh???! Friends?!"

Eric was furious: "What kind of reaction is this! Do I have friends that make you feel incredible!"

"No, no no no no that didn't mean it but we just thought ???"

——Eric, who seems to be disliked by everyone, and who is not friendly to Hong-kun, actually has a [good friend] behind our backs!

——Hand in hand, bouncing, laughing and smiling!friend!friend!

This time, the sky seemed to really fall down.

Although he is usually not liked by Eric, but he firmly believes that Eric is just a child in class A who thinks he is upright, and he feels heartbroken for some reason.

They fell out of favor.

Fall out of favor.

Uh... no.

Just thinking about it, it hurts... piercing my heart...

"Boom, boom, boom."

A large group of imps with twisted faces fell down, exaggerated as if they had a heart attack.

Eric: "...???"

No need to kick them up one by one.

The ruthless devil only gave the disciple next to him an expressionless look.

Hong Jiaodong understood.

As a result, all the brain-twitching people who were pretending to be funny and trying to arouse the softness (?) of the elder brother suddenly all "Aw!"

The ground where they were lying on their stomachs just a second ago was covered with solid and thick ice in an instant.

The cold air penetrated mercilessly along the skin that touched the ice surface, freezing the whole body stiff at once.

"Boom——Boom, Boom, Boom! You, you, you, you—ah, so cold!"

"You, you, you have learned badly! No, no, no, you are no longer our little friend!"

A group of people were grimacing from the cold, jumping around with their heads shrunk in place, trying to keep warm through exercise.

"It seems to be a little too much..."

Hong Jiaodong thought about it, and it was really a little bit reluctant to block the ground without freezing people, and his ability to control the personality of the ice element had to be strengthened.

He felt sorry for his classmates who were shivering from the cold, so he also wanted to redeem it, proving that he still wanted to be their little friend: "Shall I warm you up again?"

boom!

This time it was the loud noise of the fire.

Hong's scorched left hand was wrapped in flames, and the orange flame was particularly eye-catching, adding warmth to the place where the light irradiated.

Everyone froze for a moment, and then rushed forward in a swarm.

"Wow, this is—"

"Mr. Hong, you finally...ah no, I mean, you...?"

"In order to become the hero I aspire to be, I will use all the power I have."

The boy spoke solemnly, but did not hide the faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The power of ice has been proven, and there is no need to worry deeply about obsession.Therefore, it is also to catch up with a certain "teacher" faster...

Hmm, teacher?

It feels weird to call a young teacher who is younger than me.

However, he was inexplicably happy.This shows that it should be a good thing to look forward to having such an extra teacher whose strength is inversely proportional to his body.

He thought so in his heart.

"—Hmph! That's all!"

"Ah? Wait, wait for Xiaosheng, you wait... Ugh!"

Rumble!

This time, instead of being frozen and jumping into the sky, people were blown into the sky.

As soon as Bao Hao showed any signs of participating in group activities, the false friendly picture was tragically shattered.

I don't know if Bao Hao became angry because he was embarrassed to integrate into the group and his self-esteem exploded and he refused to be ignored.

In short, the scene became chaotic again.

"..."

"They're all stupid."

Eric, who had witnessed all this, could only comment in this way.

He didn't try to stop him, ignoring the chaotic scene right under his nose, turned his head and said to the dull disciple: "Come back with me later."

Hong Jiaodong was a little surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions, and agreed directly: "Okay."

Eric was quite satisfied with the disciple's reaction that he finally didn't hold back.

Although he doesn't care where he lives, but if he has the opportunity to meet like-minded friends, it's not impossible for two people who have nowhere to go to form a partnership.

Eric just mentioned this matter today, so he thought that he could take his disciples there to recognize him.

"It's about the same time, my friend should be off work soon..."

"Huh? Friends! Eric...a friend of Brother Eric!"

"I'm going, I'm going too!"

"Hands up!"

In front of Eric, a group of curious and excited little ghosts suddenly surrounded him.

The serious apprentice was pushed to the back at once, with a frozen face that couldn't see the mood, only his eyes were staring straight ahead.

Eric: "... want to be beaten again?"

At the critical moment, the smart person in the class who summed up the experience of Shunmao stepped forward, and said glibly: "I don't want to think about it, I just want to see how good your friend is. It must be very powerful and extraordinary!"

This ingenious speech that praised the two together made Eric stretch his brows, which seemed to be more beneficial.

"My friend, um, is indeed a man who can sit on an equal footing with me."

"Well, then he must be very handsome! Of course, in our hearts, you must be the most handsome."

Eric (very useful, but with a cold and arrogant expression): "Hmm."

Crisis lifted.

"Whatever you want, just go if you like."

It even achieved its purpose perfectly.

Everyone cheered: "Yeah!!!"

The after-school special training ended early today, and the students of Class A of the first year were walking on the street in a mighty manner, suddenly because of the attention of passers-by.

After the national broadcast of the sports festival, they can't say that all of them have left a deep impression on people, but their faces must be familiar.

It is not easy to say hello to enthusiastic passers-by and repeatedly answer the question "Why isn't Eric with you?" The moving speed can only be slowed down.

Eric wasn't with them, indeed.

He was annoyed, and disappeared instantly after leaving the school gate, leaving only an address for them to find by themselves.

Hong's scorched hands, surrounded by the crowd, grabbed the piece of paper.

"At the corner of the street, xx convenience store...is this here?"

The location of the place where the address was written was a bit remote. After wandering east and west for a while, fortunately, I finally found it.

What I saw in front of me was indeed a convenience store.

but……

Everyone is not sure.

They came at just the right time, and the clerk of the convenience store was handing over.

The part-time job is over, and the previous clerk is off work.

The glass doors of the convenience store were withdrawn to both sides, and a man carried a plastic bag and stepped out of the door.

Look up.

He saw the children blocking the door and not moving.

"Are you okay?"

Looking at the harmless bald uncle, he asked with slanted eyes.

Everyone: "Huh? Uh, nothing...?"

what happened.

The eyelids suddenly jumped wildly, and a strange premonition struck, but the soles of their shoes seemed to be stuck to the ground, making it impossible for them to leave——

"Are they coming?"

Appeared, what a familiar voice.

The most frightening thing was that someone answered it very naturally: "Ah, yes, here we come. But why are you standing there?"

The person who answered was of course the harmless bald uncle.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the convenience store opened again, and a boy with silver hair and golden eyes came out.

"Ok?"

For some reason, the silly faces he saw at a glance made him raise his eyebrows.

"What are you thinking about?"

The eldest brother asked: "Although I don't know—forget it, I'm too lazy to ask, let's freeze you into ice sculptures and put them in a row."

Such a decisive killing, but relying on intuition alone, he was about to execute all the innocent children who hadn't written their hearts on their faces!

"It's nothing, Eric, these children are cute, you have to be nice to them."

Everyone: "?!"

When he was about to be stunned, the bald uncle was like an angel without hair, and stopped the elder brother's atrocities in time.

Eric: "Tsk, how cute is it. Okay, for your sake, forget it."

Uncle Bald: "However, I didn't expect so many people to come. Are they going to play in our house? Well, food...it seems impossible..."

Before the words finished, the children in Class A were really deeply moved by the uncle's kindness and gentleness. They scrambled over each other: "It's okay! We took the liberty to visit, so why bother the host so much? Don't eat, don't eat, um, we Sit down for a while and go!"

The bald uncle nodded, looking very embarrassed: "How about that..."

"no problem, no problem."

"Oh, okay."

After this conversation, the bald uncle and the innocent children were very relieved. Probably only Eric glanced at his friend and saw through the man's true thoughts:

——Ah, it's really nice to invite such a group of brats to dinner without spending money!We are poor, okay?

But he didn't expose him.

Direct introduction: "Saitama, my friend, a man who is as strong as me. Of course, I am the strongest, there is no doubt about it."

"It's okay, it's just so-so. After all, unlike Eric, I already have fans all over the street."

Light...ah no, Saitama-san also replied.

"Is it useful for fans?" Eric was quite displeased with the "fans" who would only scream when they saw him, and frowned when he heard it: "It's better to be a hero like Saitama in a low-key way. City is the best."

"No, no, you're better off like this."

"I don't think so, you're fine."

"I know you are comforting me, it's okay, I'm used to it."

"What comfort? Knowing that you are a man worthy of respect, I will not use comfort to despise you!"

The two strongest men in the world stopped at the entrance of the convenience store and started to praise each other, but both of them were honest and righteous, and there was no reluctance.

Everyone in Class A who couldn't get in the conversation was stunned.

They don't know what's going on, and they have an inexplicable feeling that these two people are worthy of being good friends, but they give people a very similar...

Huh, but why.

These two people don't look alike, do they?

After all, one is an adult (a part-time job in a convenience store), and the other is a short boy (who has a weird temper and is extremely picky).

Forgive them for their youth and ignorance, they can only secretly wonder, but words cannot describe that feeling.

The ignorant teenagers and girls here have finished muttering to themselves, and the two who are bragging to each other seriously haven't been able to tell the difference yet.

Some people really can't stand it anymore.

Izuku Midoriya was pushed by someone behind him, and he couldn't stand still for a while, so he could only bite the bullet and interrupt them awkwardly: "Well, I'm sorry, I seem to have heard...Mr. May I ask, is your hero's name?"

Not only asking on behalf of everyone, Izuku Lvgu himself is also extremely curious, if you don't ask, you will definitely not be able to sleep when you go back tonight.

A boy who dreamed of becoming a hero since he was a child, has a book dedicated to recording heroes and their personalities, and knows a lot about heroes who are active in today's society.But he had no impression of the bald-headed hero in yellow combat uniform at all.

If the opponent is really a hero as strong as Eric, then surely it shouldn't be?at least...

However, Saitama: "Huh? I'm not a professional hero."

"……what?!"

"I'm just a hero for fun."

It's just that the man who regards "hero" as his hobby speaks in a straightforward tone, but he doesn't know how much shock his words have brought to young people who regard "professional hero" as their lifelong goal.

"Do you have to have the status of 'hero' to be a hero?"

The scene became quiet for a moment.

The young people were stuck by rhetorical questions that obviously had no redundant meaning.

They can probably answer "yes".

Because the country's laws and school education clearly stipulate that if you don't get a license, you must never use your personality to others.

With this level of restraint, if you can't use your personality at will, you can't do anything. It is impossible to save people in need. You can only get a hero license...

No, when it comes to this, why do you have such confusing doubts as "If this is the case, what does a hero represent?"

They are still too inexperienced, and they haven't reached the point where they can think deeply about such issues, so it's completely normal to be stunned.

In the final analysis, Saitama's thoughts are not in line with the values ​​of this heroic society, and they cannot be compared in general.

In the end, the group failed to achieve the goal of "visiting Eric and his friend's house". They were meditating on the thinker in the convenience store, and then went home at a erratic pace.

After I go back, I may have to think about it again and again for a while, and then I can't help but think, Mr. Saitama, Eric's friend, is an expert from somewhere...

however.

After the little ghosts drifted away, they thought they were "superior": "Hahaha, it's too easy, why don't we just leave now, I thought tonight's plan would be ruined."

Saitama raised the feed bag that he had been carrying all the time, and yelled: "I bought two dozen beers! Eric, don't get drunk!"

"very good!"

Eric deserved to be quite generous: "The annoying little ghosts are gone, let's go!"

They are all bold men (?), since they got together, they must use wine to connect their feelings.

Although the taste of beer is not very good, but Eric can reluctantly make do with it. It is also an anecdote to have a night of drinking with recognized friends.

It's just that in the process of drinking beer with fried food.

"Hey, I suddenly remembered, Eric, didn't you say before that you still want to bring your apprentice here today?"

"Apprentice? What apprentice?... Oh, I remembered, I seem to have an apprentice. Forget it, forget about him, and talk about it later."

In this way, the world's strongest duo happily spent their first night living together together.

Saitama came all the way from the next city to join Eric, not just on a whim.

Although this is the reason he said verbally, anyway, he is a vagrant and can only work anywhere, so he might as well come over and join up with friends who don't have a place to live, and we all make do to live together.

"After all, I can still rent a house anyway. You are worse off than me."

"I said it all because I don't care about these foreign things!"

Eric retorted first, but after that, it was rare that he didn't reject Saitama's suggestion like he rejected others.

Two men (?) living together was a bit awkward at first, but there is no problem in the world that cannot be solved by a night of boisterous drinking.

They started from the setting sun, chatted and drank, and didn't stop until the sun, which sank behind the tall buildings in the distance, jumped into the sky again.

This is the first time Eric has been drinking since he became what he is now.

The fruit beer that was fooling people before was not considered wine at all.

A long time ago, Eric had a premonition that he knew in advance that his drinking capacity must be good.

He didn't seem to be drunk at all. He finished the two dozen beers that he couldn't stop. Saitama, who claimed to be a social person who couldn't drink, fell down first. At this time, the sky was bright and he was still drunkenly hugging the legs of the chair. Don't let go, and Eric, who looks like a teenager, is fine.

The face is not red, the heart is not beating, the breathing is smooth, and the eyes are clear.

"Horrible...alcoholic..."

The drunk man who hugged the chair leg muttered in a daze.

"You are too weak."

The drunkard who heard this drunken speech gave a sharp comment.

This Saitama is obviously a strong man on par with him, but he is not strong at all when drinking. He is also the fastest drunk among the people who drank with him...

But who has he been drinking with?

Can not remember.

After all, this is just a shallow impression that can't be grasped at all.

The light of the morning sun passed through the open window and quietly shone into the still narrow room. It just happened to land on the side of the young man who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Before his silver hair could shine, his half-closed eyes entered the half-darkness of the room, but there was a golden light pouring down slowly.

After sitting quietly for an unknown amount of time, only the slanted beam of light shifted with the passage of time.

"What do you think of those children?"

Eric suddenly spoke.

Originally, there was no one to inquire about the silence, but for how long to wait, a vague voice sounded from the side, breaking the cleanliness of the morning.

"Not bad...they are quite energetic, um, it's not at all like what you said before, hiccup, it will piss people off."

"They're not even close."

Eric paused for a moment, then chuckled faintly.

It wasn't a disapproving smile, but rather a hint of more subtle satisfaction, or perhaps self-satisfaction.

He never expresses his true thoughts easily, and he has to be very lucky to hear some compliments.It seems that you can find points that make him angry at random, and sometimes you feel that he really looks like a child.

However, when he calmed down, it was as if there was an elder who had gone through many vicissitudes and witnessed the growth of those young people. He was usually strict, but only behind his back would he show a little softness.

This is the contradiction that exists in the "boy" named Eric.

"So, if you're free, do me a favor."

"Well."

Saitama turned over slowly, cheering up a little.

Mainly, Eric actually said something that asked him to help.

Even if the two haven't known each other for long, Qiyu has also realized that this short man is extremely arrogant in nature and hates to owe favors to others. It must not be easy for him to ask for help.

Thinking of this, Saitama had no choice but to solemnize:

"you say?"

"Help me keep an eye on this place." Eric said, "I found out that there are a few bastards who came out of nowhere and wanted to trouble my little brother who is not yet in the limelight."

"Is that so... But, isn't it more convenient for you to come by yourself?"

"I have something to do, I have to go out."