The Hero Academy in My Mind

Young people are mostly night owls. Except for Bakugo Katsuki, who goes to bed early at 8 or 9 p.m., and Midoriya Izuku, who will go out for patrol early tomorrow morning, all the other students in 1-A are lying on the bed playing with their phones. Oh, and there is also Mineta Minoru who is squatting in the corner reading a book.

Uraraka Ochako: What is this picture of Todoroki? It's white and tender.

Plum Rain Frog: It should be someone's back.

Mineta Minoru: It can't be a girl's back. Eh~ I didn't expect you to be like this.

Miroku Hibiki: You, a pervert, don't seem to have the right to laugh at others.

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At 6:30 the next morning, Izuku opened his eyes to the sound of the alarm on his mobile phone.

"It's so comfortable to have no dreams all night~" He stretched his waist and sat up from the bed, looking at the All Might figurine standing at the head of the bed with his biceps raised. The smile on the figurine remained unchanged. Izuku stretched out his finger and pressed a button under the figurine.

"It's all right now! Why? Because! I'm here! PlusUltra!!" All Might's loud and steady voice came out of the microphone of the figurine.

"PlusUltra!!" Izuku raised his right hand and shouted along with the voice of the figurine, just like when he was a child.

"Yoshi! Today is still a day full of energy!!" Izuku waved his hands and walked towards the dryer.

"Click." Pressing the button on the chest, the originally loose combat suit quickly covered Izuku's body.

"No matter how many times I see it, I will still be amazed." Izuku said this, walked to the window, and opened the curtains. The sun had risen at this time. Although it was not very bright, it still gave Izuku a sense of security.

"But why do I have the urge to jump out of the window? Is there something wrong with my brain?"

Standing downstairs of the teacher's dormitory, watching Spider-Man crawl out of the window, Izuku knew that there was nothing wrong with his brain.

"Good morning, puppet." Spider-Man landed handsomely, stretched out his hand and greeted Izuku.

"Good morning, Spider-Man, you are up so early too."

"Morning exercise is very important." Spider-Man narrowed his eyes.

"Little Spider! Wait for me! Wow!!"

"Bang!" A red figure fell from the fifth floor, his head hitting the ground, motionless.

"Uh... Is this... hero okay?" Izuku took out a wooden stick from somewhere and poked Deadpool with his feet up in the air.

"Don't worry, don't worry, this guy's [Queue] is [Recovery], even if he is torn into pieces, he can grow back. In this case, the most he has is a broken neck bone, which will heal soon." Spider-Man waved his hand. He has worked with Deadpool for at least three years, so he naturally knows this guy's character.

"Well... Spider-Man, I have a question since you came down. Can I ask it?"

"Go ahead."

"Do you always go through the window whether you are on a mission or in normal times?"

"Well...it depends on the situation." Spider-Man touched his chin and said.

"Woo-woo-woo!" Deadpool, who was lying dead, suddenly propped himself up with both hands, then pinched his nose and sprayed out two streams of blood.

"Let's go quickly. I hope that Mexican hand roll shop is open." Spider-Man glanced at Deadpool who was cleaning the blood.

"Wait a minute, I feel like my hyoid bone is stuck in my throat." Deadpool lifted his mask, revealing his face full of pits and bumps, and put his hand into his throat, and Deadpool made a series of vomiting sounds.

"The puppet and I will leave first. You can toss your throat here. Let's meet on the top of the building in the sixth section." Spider-Man sprayed spider silk from his wrist and slid out.

"Well, Mr. Deadpool, I'm leaving first." Izuku said goodbye to Deadpool politely. Black wings appeared on his back again, and Izuku flew into the sky and flew towards the city.

"Gurgle, ugh!!" Saliva mixed with a piece of cartilage came out of Deadpool's mouth.

"Don't run so fast!" Deadpool shook his hands to get rid of the disgusting saliva, and without washing his hands, he used the jetpack to fly towards Izuku who had not yet flown out of the range of the Heroes.

"Mr. Deadpool, is your throat okay?" Izuku turned around and saw Deadpool flying beside him and touching his neck with one hand.

"It's just a new piece of cartilage." Deadpool's voice was a little strange.

"Spider-Man is leaving first, and we have to go faster." The wings on Izuku's back suddenly changed and became the jetpack on Deadpool's back. The jetpack on Izuku's back sprayed out blue flames.

"Oh, your [Quiz] is very special! How about selling it to me? How about I buy it for 30 million?" Deadpool held out three fingers, with saliva still on them.

"Quiz can't be bought or sold, it's better to say that [Quiz] can't be sold..." Izuku remembered that [FALLFORONE] was simply a bug.

"No way? You are just like Spider-Man, you don't want to sell your treasure. I also wanted to buy the spider sense in his head for 30 million, but he didn't sell it either. He was unhappy, blablablabla..." Deadpool crossed his arms and kept talking like a machine gun.

'I think I know why Spider-Man and Mr. Deadpool get along well. '

‘Because they are both very talkative. ’

A trace of helplessness flashed in Izuku’s red eyes. It was already annoying to have a chattering Spider-Man, and now there was another Deadpool who could tell dirty jokes. He was simply convinced.

Izuku turned on the Bluetooth in the headset, connected his phone to the Bluetooth, played two soothing songs, and turned up the volume to the maximum.

At 7:10 in the morning, Izuku and Deadpool arrived at the rooftop of the building in the sixth section at the same time. Spider-Man was already sitting on the edge of the rooftop eating a Mexican roll. Hearing the sound, Spider-Man turned around and saw the two of them.

“You two are so slow. I’ve eaten almost half of my roll.” Spider-Man said, throwing the two rolls he bought to the two of them.

“Why is mine still sweet sauce?” Deadpool took a bite and frowned slightly. He preferred hot sauce.

"Mr. Deadpool, if you don't mind, I have a tube of hot sauce here." Izuku said as he took out a tube of hot sauce that looked like toothpaste from his backpack and handed it to Deadpool. Deadpool, who knew several languages, knew it was something from Russia as soon as he saw the words on the hot sauce. He took the toothpaste, uh, hot sauce without hesitation.

"Thanks, how did you know I like Russian hot sauce?"

"Actually, I left that tube of hot sauce for Xiaosheng, but if Mr. Deadpool likes it, then give it to Mr. Deadpool."

Bakugo Katsuki, who was in the cram school, suddenly felt unhappy and almost blew a little kid into the sky with an explosion.

"What the hell! What are you doing! You almost hurt a kid! Don't you want to get a temporary license?!!"

"Damn it! I know!"

"Baaji, baaji, ah, it turns out that Russian hot sauce is delicious." Deadpool, who had a mouth full of hot sauce, patted Izuku's headgear while eating.

"Your personality is totally different from what I heard. Is it fake?"

"I've rested for a long time, so my personality has changed naturally." Izuku said lightly.

"How old are you? You're talking so old-fashioned." Deadpool patted Izuku's headgear again.

"Have you finished eating the hand roll? If you're done, let's start today's patrol." Spider-Man wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and looked at Izuku and Deadpool.

"I'm fine." Izuku wiped his mouth with the back of his hand in the same way.

"Why do I always eat the slowest?" Deadpool still had a little hand roll left to eat.

"Oh, by the way, in addition to patrolling, I also received an invitation this morning. I think the doll can participate together." Spider-Man seemed to have thought of something, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and clicked on a text message.

"What invitation? Is it an invitation to the dance? Big beautiful girl!" Deadpool pounced on it when he heard the invitation.

"It's not an invitation to a dance!"

"Pah!" After kicking Deadpool in the face, Spider-Man threw the phone to Izuku, who took it.

"A briefing on the crusade against the Hachisai? What kind of organization is the Hachisai? And why is there a mission to rescue hostages?" Izuku asked while swiping his phone.

"I don't know the details, but it should be about fighting criminals. Do you want to participate? Doll?"

"Of course." Throwing the phone back to Spider-Man, Izuku patted his chest. Finally, there was something big to do!

"You look very excited, so let's carry on with this momentum and complete this morning's patrol."

"Oh!!"

"Although there is no big beauty, I still have Spider-Man."

"Get out of the way!"