[Lord My Ying] The hero is Hong Jiaodong

——The crowd is cruel, but the individual is kind

I came out of the training ground sideways under the incomparable love of my senior brother.

With my waist sore and my back hurting, I leaned on the wall and went to the nearby supermarket with my senior brother—that is, the supermarket where Saitama said beef was discounted.After the brother bent down to pick up the shopping basket, I took it habitually, and then followed behind him.

There are not too many people in the supermarket, many people are looking at us curiously, no, most of them are looking at the senior brother beside me.

Genos, that is, my senior brother, is the apprentice of our cyborg teacher Saitama in City A, and is ranked 17th in the S-level in the Heroes Association.It is said that when he was 15 years old, his homeland was destroyed by a frenzied cyborg, and he completed his own cyborg reproduction suit with the help of Dr. Cusno in order to avenge his hatred.

This is probably the handsome Jinduo, right?

"Brother." I followed Genos with a shopping basket.

The senior brother turned his head and asked suspiciously, "What?"

"I don't think I need to learn anything anymore, I know enough."

"No, the teacher and the doctor have thought about it for a long time before deciding." Genos said, lowering his head, his pale face was full of seriousness and earnestness, "Don't let the teacher's expectations of you down."

With such a statement, I have nothing to say, and in the end I can only blame my grievance.

But you think I'll just give up like this?

How can it be!

"I don't want to leave City A."

"It's okay, S City is not far from here."

I frowned and caught up with Genos again, this time I walked around him, "But I don't want to leave you and Master!"

The senior brother was stunned for a moment, then reached out to me with a mechanical hand and rubbed the top of my head, he said to me patiently, "Listen, Quan. You can't stay with us forever, you have to grow up."

"Is it necessary to leave you when you grow up?" I couldn't help but ask back with a temper.

"Xiongyinghui is a good school."

I opened my eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief, "You'd better not tell me that you arranged for me to be a hero."

The senior was silent for a while, "Master has arranged a hero department for you."

Before I could argue any more, Genos said again, "Your goal is to obtain a hero's license there, and no other petty tricks are allowed." Then, the senior brother tapped my forehead with one finger.

The cold metal was a little cold when it touched the brow.

I frowned in distress.

"You all know that I hate heroes the most, do you still want me to be a hero..." I sighed heavily, and threw two bags of hot pot base and vegetables in the shopping basket. "Do I need to live in S City?"

The senior brother with long legs and long hands snatched the discounted beef from Saitama's mouth from the crowd. Even if his hairstyle changed a little, it didn't affect him. "Yes, there are people that the teacher knows can take care of you."

"!"

I turned my head abruptly, like a hedgehog in danger

"Is that man a hero?"

"..."

"I don't need a hero to take care of me." I looked at my brother blankly, and threw the vegetables in my hand into the shopping basket.

I'd rather hire a housewife than accept a hero I've never met in that house over there.

"He is someone the teacher knows."

"I do not accept."

I strode forward and walked towards the cashier counter without looking back.

Brother followed closely behind.

"Quan, you should trust the people the teacher knows."

I stopped, took a deep breath and turned around.Brother is very tall, I need to hold my head up to look at him, although it will be very tiring, but I still do it.

After meeting his gaze, all negativity melted away, but I didn't want to hold back from it.

"I trust only you."

I gritted my back molars hard to keep my voice as quiet as possible so that no one else could hear me.

"As for the others, don't think about it."

Being able to agree to go to Xiongying High School is already my biggest concession.But this is not the reason why I am angry, the reason for my anger is very simple, the senior brother and Saitama know that the hero I hate the most, but they still let the hero I hate the most take care of me?Or is this what they mean by 'growth'?

The brother paid the money in silence, and then walked with me on the road with a plastic bag.

He didn't speak, and neither did I.

This kind of silence didn't stop until the door of the house. When I entered the room, the brother suddenly said, "Quan, you should try to believe it."

"..." I clenched the doorknob tightly in my hand and resisted speaking, then took off my shoes and walked into the living room.

There seemed to be other people in the living room.

I just turned a corner and walked into the living room, before I put the vegetables and hot pot base ingredients I bought back into the refrigerator, I was stopped by someone. Saitama sat on the soft bed and waved to me with a smile.In front of him sat a man, a man I had never seen before.

Not from the League of Legends?

I dubiously gave the plastic bag in my hand to my brother, and then walked over.

This is a listless-looking man with black hair combed back and wearing a casual black T-shirt and dark trousers.When I walked over, this strange man was also staring at me, but the look in his eyes made me uncomfortable... I've seen that kind of look.

——It’s a scrutinizing look.

"Hey, don't bully my children in front of me!"

Saitama slapped the table loudly, and slapped the table loudly while talking.

"Sorry, sorry." The man apologized perfunctorily, looking at me, "I'm just a little curious...why did you ask me to take care of her, this kid doesn't like heroes, does he?"

I subconsciously looked at Saitama.

Saitama frowned vaguely and then loosened his brows. He still had the usual look of not caring about anything. "She has to overcome this problem, whether she likes it or doesn't like it, these are all things she has to face."

The man stared at Saitama in silence, and after a while he moved his neck, "You are really bold, this child...is the experimental product you saved before, I heard that she died when she was eight years old. Starting to receive special training at the institute, the average monthly kill—"

"!"

Saitama squeezed my arm hard and pinned me to the seat.

I glared at him angrily.

"Xiaota, I didn't call you here to make fun of her." Saitama pursed her lips and looked at the calm person on the other side seriously, "You are Xiongying's teacher, aren't you? Since you are a teacher, teach the future seriously. students."

I looked at Saitama with wide eyes in disbelief, "This is the person you found for me to take care of me?!"

"Oh, yes."

Saitama answered me calmly, "Shota Aizawa, he is a teacher at Xiongying High School. He is not bad, but sometimes his mouth is a bit poisonous... Well, you will definitely get along well in the future."

Dream it!

Of course, how could such words come from the mouth of a beautiful girl like me.

So full of anger, I followed this hero and left City A, where I had lived for many years.