[Woying] The days when Xiongying was a teacher

After strolling with Hong Jiaodong for a while, Kazama Mari found out that Bakugo Katsuki had sent her another message.

Bakugo: Is that why you show off the cup? !

Bakugo: [Link]

Kazama Mari clicked on the link, and a bold red title jumped into her eyes.

unbelievable!Someone did this to Andeva's son in the street!

The subtitle of the small one is also very imaginative.

There is also a picture, which is the scene of Kazama Mari holding her hand beside Hong Jiaodong. It was taken from behind her, and her face was not photographed.

Kazama Mari finished reading the content: "..."

TO Baohao: I didn’t expect you to like watching this kind of news

Bakugo: Shangming sent it to me

Bakugo: Why are you with that half face?

TO Baohao: Met by chance

TO Baohao: The mug signed by All Might is too tempting qaq

Bakugo Katsuki didn't send any more messages, Kazama Mari looked at the expressionless Hong Jiaodong again, "Boom classmate, I have something to tell you..."

"?"

Kazama Mari handed over the phone, Hong Jiaodong glanced at it, his calm expression cracked a bit.

"I think everyone in Class A may know about it."

Looking at the photos on the screen, Hong Jiao Dong's heartbeat showed signs of getting out of control again.

With difficulty, he handed the phone back to Kazama Mari.

"……fine."

He didn't care about other people's opinions, let alone such an exaggerated title and content, no one would believe it at all.

Kazama Mari also thought so, so after shopping with Hong Jiaodong, he forgot about it when he returned to Xiongying.

However, only one day has passed since the Xiongying Sports Festival, and the heat has not yet subsided. More people saw and forwarded this gossip news than they thought.

Before the official class the next day, Mari Kazama saw a troublemaker in the office.

It was raining heavily outside, and the sound of thunder came from time to time, and the volume of the worrying voice couldn't help but increase a little.

"Are you with No.2 from class A?" He asked Kazama Mari.

Bressant, who was drinking water, choked: "WHAT?!"

The other teachers also stopped their movements and looked at Kazama Truth.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Kazama's head suddenly became dizzy, and she quickly changed the subject, "What are you doing here?"

"Look for Mr. Aizawa." The worrying person still looked at her suspiciously.

"He's downstairs in the archives," Bressant put in.

Xin Woren thanked her and walked out of the office.

Aizawa Shouta had no classes in general subjects, and Mari Kazama was thinking about why people wanted to find him, Bressant came over and put his hand on her chair.

"I said, Sister Truth—"

Although he knew that what he said was not necessarily true, Bressant still felt a sense of crisis.

He had already decided in his heart to pursue the truth in the wind.

However, Kazama Mari is different from the young girls he usually meets. She neither pays attention to material things nor loves vanity. She only wants to improve her strength, and she can only see her idol All Might in her eyes, which makes him feel very troublesome.

Aizawa Shouta entered the door with a document, saw Bresant standing in front of Kazama Mari, with a deep expression on his face, and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

The teachers in the office watched the excitement and explained to him without hesitation: "Kazama has a new boyfriend!"

"It seems to be freezing."

"Didn't that little classmate just say No. 2 in Class A, right now, it's him!"

"........."

Aizawa Shouta buzzed for an instant, his thoughts were disconnected, and his mind was emptied into a blank.

"It's not that I didn't!" Kazama Mari didn't notice his abnormality, and shook her head again and again, "Please don't say any more!"

Aizawa Xiaota felt that he might not have had breakfast, and his head was a little dizzy. He pressed his forehead and asked weakly: "What's going on?"

Kazama Mari had no choice but to talk about the cup.

Thinking of her eyes shining when she saw All Might, the other teachers thought it was understandable.

Only Bresant and Aizawa Shouta couldn't let go of this matter.

Seeing Aizawa Kota go to class, Bressant lifted her collar and carried her to the next meeting room.

Thinking that if he confessed now, there would be almost no possibility of success, the words in Bresant's mouth circled and became: "I know you are doing it for All Might's signature, but if you do this, if you get burnt and frozen What if I like you?"

"How could it be?" Kazama Mari refused to think about this possibility, "Boom students only want to study."

"I mean just in case!" Bressant made a sinister assumption, "Think about it, if this kind of thing really happens, what will Eraser Head do to you?"

Kazama truth froze.

Bressant warned: "You can't be so intimate with other boys in the future, you know?"

Kazama Mari succeeded in being shocked by him.

"Ok, I see."

He can't impress sister truth for the time being, but he can keep sister truth away from those men!

Hearing her promise, Bressant shook the mustache above the corner of his mouth in satisfaction.

Kazama Mari counted the elders who had given her the same warning, and felt that if she followed what they said, she might not be able to find a boyfriend for the rest of her life.

Coming out of the conference room, Mari Kazama met the sharpshooter who was about to go on patrol.

"Tian Gu went to participate in extracurricular activities today." Marksman said.

Kazama Mari didn't know what kind of expression to put on, and the marksman patted her shoulder lightly.

There was an identical notification text message lying in her mobile phone, and the sender was Tian Guhuan.

When the sharpshooter left, she clicked on the text message that she had deliberately ignored since the morning.

After thinking about it, he replied "Come on" to Tian Guhuan.

Other than that, she had nothing to say.

We didn't say we wanted to be together at all, and we were so confused when we broke up.

Kazama Mari sighed.

At noon, I met Bakugo Katsuki. Seeing Kazama's lost look, he thought she was affected by the news, and despised her severely.

"Who told you to do that to that half-faced bastard!"

"I already know I was wrong..." Kazama Mari sighed.

Thinking of the rumors about Toroko Dong and Kazama Shinri that were circulating in the class, Bakugo Katsumi gritted his teeth.

Mari Kazama was afraid that he would educate herself like others again, so she quickly asked, "Which firm are you going to practice at?"

Katsuki Bakugo reported the name of his firm.

Kazama Mari's uncomfortable mood was washed away at once: "The tide bursts the bull king?!"

"What's wrong? No way??"

"No, no, it's very good, hahahaha!"

"What's the problem, tell me!" Bakugo Katsuki shouted.

"No hahahaha, Senior Tideburst Bull King is awesome and strong, very suitable for you."

"But your expression is totally different! Don't take me for a fool!!!"

"They won't harm you," Kazama Mari forced her smile back, "That's the No. 4 hero. He's really amazing. Maybe he can learn a lot."

It’s just that during this process, he may be complained by the trendy Niu Wang about his bad personality, and then change his hairstyle and dressing style hahahahaha.

After giving class A two days to think about it, Aizawa Kota was responsible for reporting the students' volunteers and contacting the office, after which the on-site internship could officially begin.

On that day, Aizawa Shouta and Kazama Mari escorted the students to the station.

After sending the students away, Kazama Mari's voice became sweet and soft: "Mr. Aizawa~"

Aizawa Yuta glared at her: "Speak well."

"Don't you think this is cute?" Mari Kazama blinked.

Aizawa Xiaota put on a cold face: "Show me how cute you are?"

Glancing at the admonition in his eyes, Mari Kazama no longer had a playful smile on her face, but instead said, "Ingnim's spine was injured, your information is inaccurate."

Aizawa Shouta knew that she was reminding him of what he promised that day, so he deliberately paused for a moment, seeing that she was losing her composure, and then said slowly: "I asked for leave today."

Kazama Mari originally planned to tie him into the car and drag him to Iida's house no matter how much he objected. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help cheering.

"Ms. Aizawa is great!"

Noticing the strange eyes of the people around him, Aizawa Shota let out a breath, looking at Kazama Mari with an intriguing expression.

"I am no longer your teacher."

He said something that had been lingering in his heart for a long time.

What's more, the students outside often call him the name of the hero directly, which can save a lot of trouble.

Mari Kazama followed him to buy a ticket, with joy in every move.

"Then what do you want to call the teacher?" Mari Kazama asked repeatedly, "Eraser Head? Brother Xiao? Sau-chan? Or... Xiaota?"

Aizawa Shouta's usually calm footsteps were a bit messed up.

He lowered his head slightly, his long black hair blocking his cheeks that were heating up.

"up to you."

"Then what if I want to be called Aizawa-sensei?"

Kazama Mari's voice was crisp and lively, and the rising tone at the end of the sentence was mixed with coquettishness, even if she was deliberately antagonizing Aizawa Xiaota, this way of speaking made him choked up at all.

He stared at Kazama Shin's bright emerald eyes, and a little hot spark flashed in his eyes.

"You don't regret it."

Threatening himself with his personality every time.

Makoto Kazama was angry and a little helpless about this, she flinched a little in her heart, but said: "There is nothing to regret about this."

"Really?" Aizawa Shouta pulled the arresting weapon around his neck with one hand, his eyes were even redder.

Seeing this, Kazama Mari turned around and ran away.

"I'm going to buy a drink—!"

Aizawa Shouta stood where he was, slowly lowered his hands, watching her figure nimbly shuttle through the crowd until she completely disappeared from sight.

He put his hands in his pockets, waited quietly for a while, Kazama Mari appeared in front of him again, and handed him a bottle of water.

Aizawa Yuta took it, feeling the cold temperature in his hands, and said, "I have already contacted the Iida family."

Kazama Mari hesitated, "I still don't feel very good."

Iida Tianqing was injured not long ago, and before he left the hospital, they went to ask him about the process of his injury...

"Don't worry so much." Aizawa Yuta said, "I have already obtained his consent, and the content of the conversation with him will also be included in the report."

The truth revealed in his calm voice was extremely cruel.

"Knowing a little more about the hero killer may make others live longer under his hands."

Hero is such a profession.

Injury, or death, is possible at any time.

He has confirmed that she is capable enough to bear these now.

However, the words that made her a hero were delayed.

Three years ago, Mari Kazama called him from a public phone at this station to question him.

"Aren't you afraid that after dropping out of school, I will become an enemy?"

"What can you do as an enemy?" He asked calmly.

He couldn't do what he wanted to do, so he could only steal things and fight, at most he robbed a bank with others, and then he was arrested and taken to the police station. Doesn't this prove that his decision to fire himself was correct?

Kazama Mari thought of this even more angry.

She didn't know what else to say, so she could only say harsh words to him: "You wait for me!!!"

"It's useless to wait any longer," Aizawa Shouta's tone still made her extremely angry, "You won't become an enemy."

Because——for those who wanted to be heroes since they were young, falling into an enemy was more unbearable than not being a hero.

That year, Aizawa Shouta lost three students in his class.

A family that couldn't get out of the shadow of personality marriage assassinated many ordinary people during the holiday.

One injured his leg in a tragic explosion during the on-site practice, and could no longer stand up.

The last one is Kazama Truth.

Three years have passed, and she has not become an enemy.

I almost forgot even the harsh words I once let go.