"Hmm." Aoyama looked at Guan Yuekui's (bowl-sized) fist elegantly, bowed his head aggrieved.

She looks very sweet, why does she feel like a little devil?

Damn, Xiongying High School is full of scams.

"Pfft——" Liri Yuchazi looked at Aoyama's elegant and shriveled expression, and couldn't help but let out a laugh, but she was afraid of hurting his young and fragile heart, so she immediately covered her mouth, her round face puffed up, and her cheeks bulged. The blush is more pronounced.

Other people around who heard their conversation had smiles on their faces.

Minoru Mineta took a step back silently, for fear that Kanyuekui's "fist" would hit her on the head, which would be "grape juice".

"The next group, Shoko Muzo, Ye Yintou." Aizawa Shouta turned his face away again.Although his face was covered with bandages due to the injury, his facial expression could not be seen at all.

But the students in class A seemed to be able to feel the head teacher's "killing sight" through the gaps in the bandages.Everyone pursed their mouths and looked at Mr. Aizawa obediently.

Guan Yuekui from the "Accident Center" even put on a serious look, pretending that she didn't gossip just now.

Ye Yintou took off his gloves and shoes, and walked into the arena without a sound; Shoko Muzo bent his body slightly, opened his tentacles with membranes, and listened vigilantly to the movement in the arena with the duplicating ears on the top.

Ye Yintou's personality is really suitable for stealth, and Shoko Muzo's personality is good at investigation, no one dares to act rashly, and the situation becomes stalemate.

Guan Yuekui also held her breath a little nervously. While waiting, her eyes couldn't help wandering. She saw Midoriya Izuku staring at the battle situation while holding a small notebook to take notes.

Because of the serious injury in the USJ incident, he was not allowed to play in the classroom actual combat, so he was more focused on participating in this training from another side.

Really trying.

The corners of Guan Yuekui's lips are curved, although she has been working hard towards the goal of a professional hero since she was a child.But after entering Xiongying, I found that there are many people who are strong and hardworking, and if they relax a little, they will be left behind by their companions.

So, try harder.

Guan Yuekui watched the one-on-one confrontation every five minutes.After all, she postponed the admission time, and she lost a period of time to get to know her classmates, and she didn't know much about their personalities and characters.This kind of time is the time for her to make up for this knowledge.

Although the classmates in the class are easy to get along with, she sometimes feels a little difficult to integrate.

Maybe it's still too little time together - want to be a good friend and partner.

After the class was over, Class A, who stretched their muscles and bones, returned to the teaching building from the training ground talking and laughing.

"I think my battle uniform needs to be changed again." Erlang Xiangxiang whispered, "When I designed it before, I wanted to match my personality too much, and I didn't think much about it."

Only then did Guan Yuekui suddenly remember her battle uniform—of course not the one on her body. After receiving the admission notice, she also submitted her own battle uniform design.

But at that time, her ability was always on fire, and the battle suit she designed was also for it, so it was time to change the design idea of ​​the battle suit.Do not serve "capability", but serve yourself.Besides, I don't know what "ability" will become next time, and if I can transform, I don't need a battle suit at all.

I have to design combat uniforms from the perspective of strengthening my own abilities. Like before junior high school, I only wanted to rely on fighting skills, physical fitness and mind to analyze combat.The battle suit needs to enhance the mobility of the body, it needs to increase the strength, and...

Just as she was racking her brains, a series of exaggerated laughter came to her ears: "Is Class A wearing combat uniforms for special training? There is no way, as long as we relax, our Class B will surpass you."

Guan Yuekui looked up and saw a blond boy with his chin raised arrogantly, the corner of his mouth drawn into a nasty arc, and he laughed arrogantly: "Living under the pressure of Class B hahahahahahaha."

"Who is he?" Guan Yuekui asked in a low voice.

"Nairo Monoma from Class B." Sana Ashido approached and replied, "I like to provoke Class A very much."

Guan Yuekui's eyes fell on his face again, this person felt weird...ah, he obviously has a protagonist's face, how can he say something like a villain?

In comparison, Bakugo is more consistent in his words and deeds, without such a sense of weirdness.

Guan Yuekui was still a little dissatisfied with being provoked like this, and clenched her fists to be a little less elegant: "Will he not be beaten like this?"

But since no one in class A showed an angry expression on their faces.

Then forgive me for being chivalrous in this way.

The voice just fell.

"Oh!"

An orange-haired girl walked out of the class B team, punched Wujian Ningren unconscious, left an apology, and simply carried him back to the team.

"..."

It seems that I understand why everyone is calm.

After returning to the classroom, Guan Yuekui was called by Mr. Aizawa to the teacher's lounge.She pushed open the door nervously, thinking she had made some big mistake.

"Guanyue-san." Aizawa Yuta got straight to the point, "I noticed that your personality is different from when you were recommended for the entrance examination, and you also asked for leave because of your personality."

Aizawa Shouta holds the personality registration form of Kanzuki Kwai in his hand, and sees that the registration has changed from "unknown" to "fucking fire", but in the training just now, the personality she showed definitely does not belong to one of them.

Guan Yuekui bowed her head. She hadn't told anyone other than her family about her unique personality. Grandpa thought it was better to keep it a secret, so he came up with a set of rhetoric, which is that her personality is:

"Magic." Guan Yuekui's eyes fell on the edge of the paper at Mr. Aizawa's fingertips, "My personality is magic, but it is unstable, it will change, and I will fall asleep when it changes. I don't know why it is like this .”

This is actually the truth. People from the Guanyue family have done a lot of research and analysis on Guanyuekui's personality, but the results are inconsistent.

Kantsuki Aoi couldn't see Aizawa Shouta's expression from his bandaged face, and had no way of knowing whether he believed the words.

Aizawa Shouta didn't believe it.

However, there are too many uncertainties and secrets from the birth of personality to the present, and even after five generations of development, the reasons behind it cannot be found.He believed in Guan Yuekui's sentence "I don't know why this happened".

It should still be observed for a period of time.

"As teenagers grow up, there will be situations where their personalities are unstable." Aizawa Shouta followed Kantsuki's rhetoric, as if he didn't pursue it, "If you have any problems, you can ask the school for help."

Guan Yuekui nodded, and when she opened the door to go out, she looked at the teacher nervously again.

However, this kind of secret was noticed and the anxiety was quickly replaced by another big event:

A major upcoming event at Xiongying High School—the sports festival.

The author has something to say:

Ah, the three-character name is really inconspicuous.

It's a pity that I didn't name Kwai the moon-watching little sunflower. Every time I get into a fight, I can say:

"Mother Sunflower has started class."

"What should I do if the second elder among the children is not good, most of them deserve a beating."

"Just a beat."

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