Cymbidium Japonicum looked at Bombardment Jelly's focused expression as he ate his noodles. She couldn't help but imagine the various consequences of snatching the noodles from his mouth.
Cymbidium Japonicum's heart, which had been clouded by dark clouds, suddenly felt a trace of joy because of this discovery. Her smiling eyes curved slightly. Just as Cymbidium Japonicum was about to lower her head, she suddenly met Bombardment Jelly's gaze.
His mouth was slightly open as he ate the noodles. When he suddenly met Cymbidium Japonicum's gaze, his expression was a little confused. He sucked the noodles into his mouth and blinked his eyes.
She was caught peeking. She didn't know how to pretend to inadvertently avert her gaze. Cymbidium Japonicum could only brace herself and look at Bombardment Jelly. She also blinked her eyes.
Bombardment Jelly looked at Cymbidium Japonicum as if he was waiting for something. When he saw that she didn't seem to want to say anything, he put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm done eating."
This sound brought back everyone who was so engrossed in chatting that they forgot to eat. They looked at the time and immediately buried their heads in their food. Cymbidium Japonicum also took the opportunity to avert her gaze and finish her lunch.
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Having just finished a fresh workplace experience, everyone was a little uncomfortable when they returned to school life. They couldn't immediately focus on their daily studies.
Seeing that the students were absent-minded, Ōta Aizawa finally took out his trump card as a teacher — the final exam. After announcing the final exam, he calmly left the classroom and walked out of Class A, leaving behind the screams in the classroom.
"Ah, it's only a week until the final exam? Time flies. "Cymbidium Japonicum closed her textbook and said in a calm tone. She was sixth in the mid-term exam, so she wasn't worried about the written exam at all.
But the actual combat …
Cymbidium Japonicum lowered her head and looked at her chest. The place where the brooch was supposed to be was empty. She didn't bring any transformation equipment with her.
Judging from the Sports Festival, except for the match against Mount Aoyama Is Elegant, the other events and duels were barely passed without using his personality. Not to mention the match against Explode, in which he was forced to use his personality. In addition to the sports festival, workplace experience, and daily training, everyone was improving, and the advantages she originally had would only become smaller and smaller.
Therefore, he had always felt that it was a joke to not rely on borrowed abilities and rely on his own abilities to become a hero. But just as he came to this realization and slowly accepted the fact that he needed to "transform" his personality, he encountered a change in his ability, and the terrible consequences of discovering this ability during the "business street incident".
Cymbidium Japonicum was a little confused.
"Don't worry about the written test." Eight Million Hundred at the front table seemed to speak out the inner thoughts of Cymbidium Japonicum, "But I don't seem to be able to do the actual combat part."
Bombardment Jelly slowly stood up from his seat, "Isn't the exam just about performing what you have learned in the exam?"
Hey, hey, the area for guaranteed students, are you demons? How could you make the demon-like final exam sound so easy?
It was too much.
Shangming Electric, the last place in the mid-term exam, had tears in its heart, as if it saw the future left behind by the large group of people who went to the forest to sleep together.
Whether it was the victory in their hands or the wailing and howling, Teacher Aizawa's heavy bomb successfully collected the scattered thoughts of the students of Class A. The final exam in a week's time had become an urgent matter.
During the activities between classes, there were obviously more people immersed in reading, and the topic of discussion also changed from "my professional experience" to "the knowledge that I still can't learn."
After school, Cymbidium Japonicum and Chako Hikari said goodbye and went home in different directions.
Cymbidium Japonicum went home through a relatively prosperous commercial street and several neighborhoods. The road was not short, but walking home could be part of the daily exercise.
Considering the actual combat part of the final exam, she was not in a good mood and did not have the mood to dawdle on the road. She just thoughtfully looked at the people around her. The pedestrians coming and going were either in a hurry or laughing with their companions. As part of society, they lived ordinary lives. But even ordinary people had their own unique lives and lives.
"Ah! Robbery — "Just as she was thinking, a shrill scream suddenly came from the front.
Cymbidium Japonicum looked in the direction of the sound. A man wearing a black hat suddenly rushed out of an alley, carrying a woman's satchel. He spat out threatening words, waved the knife in his hand, and ran against the crowd.
The pedestrians blocking the road immediately whispered to make way.
Cymbidium Japonicum stood rooted to the ground. She looked at the robber who was gradually approaching. It was as if she could see the ferocious expression on his face and the silver light reflected off the dagger in his hand.
"When facing a robber with a dagger, first step is to open up some distance and grab his wrist …" Firearms Spearhead's words rang in her ears.
Cymbidium Japonicum's gaze fell on the robber's wrist. She sensitively observed his running posture and calculated the best angle to attack.
"Move!" The robber shouted at Cymbidium Japonicum, and the dagger in his hand slid in the air. "Don't block the way."
Cymbidium Japonicum seemed to hear the sound of the dagger cutting through the air. She knew that the time had come. She had already simulated her movements in her mind, but her feet were unable to move.
It was as if she had lost control of her body. Looking at the incoming enemy, her heart was filled with hesitation and fear.
Cymbidium Japonicum stood rooted to the ground, as if she was scared stiff.
The robber cursed under his breath and elbowed Cymbidium Japonicum, knocking her away. "Get out of my way!"
Cymbidium Japonicum was pushed to the ground. Her butt hit the ground hard, and her palms scraped the stone tiles on the ground. The burning pain in her palms and the numbness in her tailbone woke her up in an instant.
She listened to the robber's footsteps fading away. She lowered her head and looked at her red and swollen palms, slightly lost in thought.
"Swoosh!"
A thin layer of ice appeared on the ground and spread towards the robber. The moment it touched his feet, it rose from the ground with a rumble and instantly wrapped around the robber's legs. It climbed to the height of his thighs and hindered his movements.
It froze him in place.
"Phew —" Bombardment Jelly slightly bent his body, his sharp gaze locked onto the robber's body. When he exhaled, there was a faint mist around his mouth.
He slowly walked towards the robber.
The robber's legs were unable to move. Looking at the approaching boy, he forcefully waved the dagger in his hand and shouted, "Get, get out of my way!"
Bombardment Jelly raised his right hand. A thick layer of ice formed on his right arm to block the incoming dagger. There was a teeth-numbing screech, and fine ice shards flew in the air. At this moment, his other hand grabbed the robber's wrist and forcefully twisted it.
"Crash."
The dagger fell to the ground.
The robber screamed and grabbed his wrist. He struggled and twisted, but he was unable to break free from the ice.
Bombardment Jelly looked at the robber expressionlessly. He slightly glanced behind the robber. His right foot stepped on the dagger that had fallen to the ground. When he raised his foot again, the dagger was already firmly frozen under the layer of ice.
"Are you okay?"
Cymbidium Japonicum was frightened by her own cowardice. She sat on the ground and looked down at her palm, but her vision and thoughts were unfocused.
Bombardment Jelly's voice sounded in her ears. It was as if the voice came from another world. It was ethereal and carried an echo.
Cymbidium Japonicum subconsciously raised her head and saw a flat palm.
The fingers were slender and the knuckles were strong.
Following the outline of the arm, she saw Bombardment Jelly's face.
His different-colored pupils were calm and the expression on his face was also very cold. He always looked absent-minded. Although he had a very handsome face, he was stingy with rich expressions.
"Hmm?" Bombardment Jelly and Cymbidium Japonicum looked at each other. Seeing that she did not respond, he tilted his head in confusion. The hair on his forehead also moved slightly with the angle of his head.
Cymbidium Japonicum reached out and held Bombardment Jelly's hand.
Unlike what she had imagined, the youth's palm was warm and dry. It was not as cold as she had imagined. The broad and strong hand supported Cymbidium Japonicum to stand up and then let go.
"Thank you." Cymbidium Japonicum said in a low voice.
Bombardment Jelly nodded and turned his head to look in the direction of the robber.
The patrol officer rushed over with his siren blaring. Looking at the frozen robber, he had a distressed expression. Although the criminal had lost his ability to attack, he could not be taken away. He could only handcuff the robber first.
Bombardment Jelly walked to the patrol officer's side and explained what had happened. He bent down and touched the ice with his left hand. In an instant, the solid ice turned into hot water that emitted steam.
Cymbidium Japonicum looked at the conversation between Bombardment Jelly and the patrol officer from afar. Her mood was terrible. She wanted to hurry home, but felt that it was not good to leave alone, so she could only stand there stupidly.
When Bombardment Jelly turned around, he saw Cymbidium Japonicum standing in the same place. He was slightly surprised, but walked towards her.
The two walked side by side, but did not speak. The surrounding environment returned to the noisy atmosphere of the commercial street, making the silent two people even more awkward and weird.
Cymbidium Japonicum felt that she should take on the responsibility of changing the topic. After all, Bombardment Jelly did not look like someone who would take the initiative to talk: "Student Bombardment, are you also taking this road home?"
"Oh." Bombardment Jelly nodded.
"I've never met you before, otherwise we could go home together." Cymbidium Japonicum said politely.
Bombardment Jelly turned his head and glanced at Cymbidium Japonicum. His gaze was always very direct, like a small animal looking at a human, pure and direct: "I've met you before."
Bombardment Jelly had actually met Cymbidium Japonicum many times.
"Ah?" Cymbidium Japonicum widened her eyes in surprise, "I've never noticed."
"You're very busy." Bombardment Jelly said frankly.
Cymbidium Japonicum was very busy on her way home … She was busy queuing up to buy the food from the popular shops on the business street or the old shops, busy looking at the new clothes in the shop windows, busy playing with the stray cats on the road … In short, she never noticed Bombardment Jelly walking silently in the crowd.
"…" Cymbidium Japonicum scratched her head embarrassedly: "Sorry, then I'll treat you to thick fish. I've recently found a super good place to eat."
Bombardment Jelly did not speak. His gaze fell on Cymbidium Japonicum's hand: "Don't you need to apply medicine on your hand?"
"Ah, this …" Cymbidium Japonicum shook her hand indifferently: "It doesn't hurt at all."
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