I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

shocked.

Really, they were deeply frightened.

It's a bit similar to the situation when facing the overlord of Class A who can't be defeated no matter what... No, it's not the same.

Neither Mr. Saitama nor Eric was serious.

But the former, in order to give them a "proof", very seriously poured out a tiny trace from the bottomless and boundless sea water.

The unsuspecting young people were caught off guard and crushed to the ground at the same time. They could only intuitively perceive the vast distances, and they couldn't even think about how deep the sea was.

The latter did not do this before, let the little devils who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth make trouble for him, and listened to the little devils arrogantly saying that they would trample him under their feet, and never really got angry.

Perhaps it was not until this moment that everyone in Class A took advantage of Saitama's blow to truly realize how much Eric indulged them.

"Although Eric disliked you for being too weak, oh, he probably really disliked you in his heart, but, um—that's what I meant, I didn't mention anything just now."

Saitama said.

After such an experience, all members no longer had any objections, shut their mouths and sweated hard following the absolute powerhouse.

Count down.

On the first day, no one completed the training mission that was cut in half after Saitama considered it, and the whole army was wiped out.

On the second day, someone finally struggled with half his life to barely meet the standard.

No need to think too much about the candidate, it must be Baohao Shengji, who is not willing to fall behind others, and Hong Jiaodong, who is not inferior to the former.

Except for bug No. 1, the two powerful characters at the top of Class A held their breath and walked forward side by side. In the end, they also fell to the ground side by side, and no one was able to grab the front and fall to the back.

On the third day, it was still those two who rushed to the front regardless of the outcome, but a little later, there was an additional Green Valley Izuku.

In order to enter Xiongying's campus, Izuku Midoriya also experienced a devil training that is almost the same as this.After adapting to the rhythm, this young man with astonishing perseverance stood out smoothly.

With these three people taking the lead, especially after seeing Lu Gu's perseverance, other people who couldn't keep up with the rhythm also gritted their teeth and ran as if they were going all out.

As a result, the overall atmosphere has taken on a new look. Even if Eric is not there, the cohesion of Class A has exploded unprecedentedly.

Of course, there are also people who couldn’t finish the run until the end. Saitama follows at the end every day. If you pick it up casually, you can pick up a bunch of "corpses" whose souls floated out of their bodies.

Holding and dragging a bunch of children, the man who was buried by the children could not show his head, and he seemed to be floating on the road. This eye-catching and beautiful scenery really shocked the passers-by, and almost caused a supernatural anecdote on the street. ...

In addition, not only the innocent passers-by, but also the sweaty young people were caught off guard by a greater shock before long.

The reason is that finally someone suddenly blessed his soul and remembered a certain sentence that Mr. Saitama said at the very beginning.

"Um, Mr. Saitama, what you mentioned earlier, the price you pay for getting stronger through training...can I ask, what is it?"

It is conceivable that before asking this sentence, the innocent children who have not yet touched the adult world have never thought about the cruel "hell" they are about to step into.

But they just asked.

The gate of hell opened with a bang, bringing with it bone-chilling ice and snow comparable to Eric's "personality".

"Oh, you want to know?"

Mr. Saitama probably felt that he had nothing to hide, looked at the top of their...heads, and told them readily.

Before the naive child figured out why his gaze fell on the top of his head.

"It's nothing, just before becoming stronger."

Under the staring eyes of the children, Mr. Saitama said quietly: "My hair is quite thick."

——My hair is quite thick...

——The hair is quite thick...

— hair, thick...

--head……

Everyone who was lucky enough to hear this heartfelt statement was dumbfounded.

It was stupid at first, then stiff, and finally, a shiver from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, plus a burst of shiny hair—no, no, no, chills!

Touching her beautiful and beloved hair, thinking that they might leave her, the girls who could bear it with their muscles, but couldn't bear the loss of their hair, cried first.

Excluding the special cases who had no hair, the boys stayed for a long time before covering their heads in unison, their complexions flickering and changing.

Even for a guy like Hong Jun who is recognized as the most handsome and cool guy in the class, without his hair, there is always something missing, as if he has lost a vital part of his life——

The worst one is probably Mineta-kun.

His personality and hair are closely connected, his eyeballs rolled up on the spot, and he fainted from the blow.

I won't say much about other bloodbaths, I just need to know how much psychological pressure his younger brothers have endured during Eric's absence.

After hearing all this, Eric: "..."

"……a bunch of idiots."

Apart from this, he didn't want to say anything.

"Do you think that if you come to someone casually, you can become stronger by running bald! You overestimate yourself!"

"Woo! Is this comforting? But we don't seem to be comforted at all! We can only be happy if we touch Brother Eric again...Ah!"

With his hands empty, Brother Eric finally ruthlessly escaped from the encirclement of troublesome women.

And he stood at the highest position in the training ground that he occupies every day, and he looked down condescendingly with his golden eyes: "Don't let me think about it! Instead of worrying about the impossible, huh, I should worry about why you are so weak outside. Get an internship."

Everyone: "...internship?"

"Internship... oh, internship! Ah, ahhh! I'm going to start looking for a studio for an internship!"

The things that should be the most nervous and worrying were unexpectedly forgotten by them in unison.

After the sports festival, workplace internships came in force.

Internships in the workplace are equivalent to practical exercises experienced by the seedlings of heroes before they officially enter the society.

This is included in the importance of the sports festival mentioned earlier.

Professional heroes will also pay attention to the potential stocks that shine in the sports festival, and then invite the fancy hero students to come to their studios for an internship for a period of time.

This is a test for students who are immature in all aspects of their experience level, and at the same time, it is also an excellent opportunity.

Students submit applications two or three years in advance to enter the studio of professional heroes. If they are approved, they can directly join the studio where they stayed during the internship after graduating from Heroes in the future.

Everyone in Class A should also attach great importance to workplace internships that will directly affect the future.

however.

before submitting the application.

Mr. Aizawa announced to them the number of studio invitations each received.

result--

Well, it's no surprise at all.

90.00% of the invitations were concentrated on Eric alone, and the number even far exceeded the number of invitations received by the No.1 sports festival in the past, which was shocking.

For the remaining few percentages, Hong Jiaodong and Baohao Katsuki shared most of them, and the rest were the sparse others.

"... so miserable."

"...But, you still have to live strong, everyone."

They can't be jealous.

Eric is worthy of being the "big brother", with his strength, he should be convinced.

Oh, right.

Before getting anxious about the studio, one more question.

Just because it is a workplace internship, rookie freshmen who are fledgling must seriously choose a game name for themselves.Not surprisingly, this will be their official hero name in the future.

It's just that, the hero names of everyone in the class were basically settled within one class, and there was only one person who hadn't figured it out for a long time.

That man was Eric.

His time was delayed for a long time, and he even asked for leave in the middle, and he was almost close to the deadline for early studio application.

Everyone hasn't seen him in the past few days, so they don't have a chance to ask him what hero name he thinks of, and which studio he plans to go to.

"Ah--"

"None of your business."

"Hey? I haven't asked yet, so indifferent!"

Eric still ignored any protests.

The main reason is that I don't want to talk about it, and the secondary reasons are:

He hasn't figured it out yet.

and……

--hero?

He hesitated inexplicably.I was a little uncertain whether I really wanted to embark on this so-called "heroic" path.

After thinking about it, I was really bored, and the rare good mood was dispelled.

Therefore, the collective training ended early this afternoon.

Eric disappeared the fastest, and no one could detect it in time.

Throwing away the annoying little brothers, he returned to the rental house where he temporarily lived with his friends.

"Choose a name? Well, it's really tangled. Personally, I think it should match my own characteristics."

Saitama thought with him.

It was probably a slip of the tongue—well, it shouldn't be an accidental slip of the tongue: "It fits the characteristics, um, I think about it... Maybe it's the silver dwarf, the little hero with fluttering hair..."

Saitama (suddenly aware): "Uh."

Eric: "..."

Saitama: "..."

"..."

"I'm sorry, Erik, I'm absolutely not complaining about your smooth and shiny hair!"

"Oh, is that right, buddy, I believe in you." Eric said with a cross on his head, "Then what name do you want, bald man in cloak!"

Saitama: "..."

The two men who were at the peak of human strength looked at each other.

Well, sure, their friendship is now (temporarily) turned into a plastic affair.

"There's nothing more to say, Saitama!"

"Speak with your fists if you're a man, Eric!"

They were full of murderous intent, and the life-and-death duel between the two had only one life to live, thus kicking off the prelude!

——Boom.

——Boom boom boom!

Passer-by A who lives on the first floor of a rental apartment building, just below a certain room, is still hugging a pillow today, shivering for unknown reasons.

"Thunder? An earthquake? Why is my floor rattling and my ceiling rumbling and shaking? Suddenly it's so cold, ah, ah, ah——Ah!"

The fact is, there was no thunder and no earthquake.

It's just that the world's strongest duo lived upstairs from him, they were gnashing their teeth, their veins burst out, and they were wrestling their arms for a showdown.

Whoever loses admits to being a jealous bald/angry short.

This is—a battle of destiny that cannot be defeated, with dignity and reputation on the line!

……

So, finally.

Who will win and who will lose?

The author has something to say: - Guess who won?