The Hero Academy in My Mind

Spider-Man was writing the lesson plan for tomorrow's class. The only sound in the room was his typing. Without Deadpool's usual mess, his typing speed was more than twice as smooth as usual, but for some reason, he felt awkward.

There were no boring ads on TV, and no crazy talk from Deadpool lying on the sofa. It was completely his own apartment. It was quiet, too quiet. Spider-Man's typing sound gradually slowed down. He looked at the ceiling and put his hands on the chair.

'When did I get together with Deadpool? It seemed to be a social practice... I was such an idiot at the time that I actually believed the bastard's lies. Now when I think about it, I still want to punch him in the face. Why did you, Deadpool, follow me wherever I go to work! Bastard! ! ’

“Where the hell are you now, you bastard?!”

“Eh? Spider-Man, are you calling me?” Deadpool poked his head out of the doorway and tilted his head.

“I’m back.” Spider-Man got angry when he saw Deadpool. He stood up from his chair and sprayed spider silk at Deadpool, wrapping him up.

“Eh hey hey?! What did I do again? Spider-Man, why are you unhappy again? Woo wow wow wow wow!!” Spider-Man pulled the spider silk over and swung his right fist.

“Bang!” Deadpool was punched away without knowing the situation.

“It hurts!!! Wow!! Spider-Man, you’re so heavy-handed!”

“Boom.” Deadpool crashed into the cabinet where he kept beer, making a loud noise.

"Deadpool, you bastard, you haven't been in school all day, where have you been?"

"How can I have one! I'm on a commission! Hey! Don't take my cape off!" Deadpool suddenly fought with Spider-Man for his cape.

"Where did you get this damn cape from!"

"Don't pull it! My clothes are torn, so I just found a piece to put on. Don't pull it, it's torn!!"

"Puff!" The cape was torn open and then Spider-Man pulled it open, revealing the body covered with blood scabs and wounds. Spider-Man was shocked by the bloody scene.

"You... why are your clothes torn like this?"

"I completed the commission. Those guys were pretty ruthless. That's it. I'm going to take a shower and rest. I have to go out later. There are two commissions in one day. It's really busy, but it's good to stretch my muscles..." Deadpool stood up, shook his hands, and walked into the bathroom. Before closing the bathroom door, Deadpool suddenly thought of something and took out the diamond ring that had been stored in his body for more than five years from the small bag on his waist and threw it to Spider-Man.

"What is this? Huh? Ring? What's the matter? Do you want to get married? I can't tell? Uncle? Have a partner?" This is... How high is the quality?

"Since you are so free, please help me wash it. It seems to have been in my stomach for five years and was just taken out."

"This thing has been in your stomach for five years? You don't have stomach stones? Ugh~ You even ate diamond rings." Spider-Man wrapped the diamond ring with a spider web and walked to the kitchen sink. They all ate takeout or food from the canteen, so it was the same whether there was a kitchen thing or not. But since Deadpool bought beer from the canteen, the dining table in the kitchen has changed from a clean table to a full of beer cans.

"So this thing was taken out of Deadpool's stomach? Uh... disgusting." Spider-Man said, but what he was thinking in his heart was.

'To be able to take such a small diamond ring out of his stomach, what kind of injury did Deadpool suffer? '

"Hey! Little Spider, help me get a new pair of shorts and combat uniforms, they are in my closet."

'Ring, I shouldn't sympathize with him, take your uncle! '

"Hey, I'll take it." Spider-Man resigned himself to taking Deadpool's combat uniform from his closet. Actually, he had quite a few combat uniforms, but he was used to throwing clothes around. Whether it was combat uniforms, pajamas, or even underwear and socks, he threw them all into the closet, even though he had clearly arranged the places for his clothes.

"Combat uniform... here, pants... here's a pair... sniff, they're clean, I won't take the underwear for this jerk, just take a pair of socks." Spider-Man put the clothes at the door of the bathroom.

"I didn't take the underwear, you can get it yourself later."

"Oh, okay." Deadpool was using his towel to wipe his own blood scabs. Some of the wounds had not recovered completely, and some were still throbbing. If it were an ordinary person, he would have rolled on the ground, but Deadpool had long been accustomed to injuries, and these injuries seemed to him like commonplace.

The blood scabs were washed by the hot water from the shower head and turned into blood water again. Deadpool's bumpy face appeared in front of the bathroom mirror. At this time, Deadpool was not as playful as usual. On the contrary, he was very gloomy in the mirror.

"I seem to have forgotten to bring back the takoyaki. You can search it. The takoyaki in that shop is quite good." Ah, I thought you would say something shocking when you stood here, but it turned out to be just for takoyaki?

"Kukuku, it hurts quite a bit, hiss~" Deadpool dug out a few bent bullets from his waist and thighs with a knife and placed them next to the sink.

"I'm used to the pain. Ha~ Am I really out of my mind? I actually accepted this kind of shitty mission. Ah~ I really want to watch movies and eat popcorn with Spider-Man."

"Knock knock, hey, Deadpool, I washed your ring for you, it doesn't smell anymore." Spider-Man opened the door without hesitation. Anyway, this bastard always opened the door suddenly when he was taking a shower, so it's okay for him to return the favor.

"Ah? Thanks, I'll give you that thing."

"Fuck you!" Spider-Man threw the diamond ring at Deadpool with force, hitting Deadpool's head.

"At least put it in the box when giving someone something! And what's the point of giving someone a diamond ring? I can't afford it, right?! Baka!" Spider-Man shouted loudly, then walked into the room, locked himself in the room, and continued to knock on the lesson plan.

"Hmm...Spider-Man is really troublesome. Does he like formalism? Well, give him one next time." Deadpool touched his head hit by the diamond ring, picked up the diamond ring from the ground, and put it in the pocket of his belt.

"Now, I have to go to Jonah after a break. I hope this mission can be over soon." Deadpool said, wiped himself with a towel, and walked out of the bathroom.

"No underwear? Forget it, just relax." Deadpool didn't want to wear underwear at all. He put on his combat uniform and pants and took out two new swords and pistols from the cabinet. He took the sword in his hand and played a knife flower. Deadpool narrowed his eyes.

"I am Deadpool, resurrected again!"

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