Chapter 22
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Bombardment Jelly didn't have much interest in this kind of small dessert, but looking at Cymbidium Japonicum's expression, he didn't say anything and silently followed her to line up.
Cymbidium Japonicum handed taiyaki to Bombardment Jelly and took a bite. "When you're in a bad mood, you still have to eat desserts."
Bombardment Jelly looked at the taiyaki seriously and took a small bite. Perhaps it wasn't to his taste, he paused for a moment before taking a second bite.
Holding something in his hand and not speaking seemed less awkward.
When Cymbidium Japonicum finished her taiyaki, she turned her head and saw that Bombardment Jelly was still holding half of it in his hand. Perhaps because he was afraid of wasting it, he forced himself to take small bites.
He looked very delicate, and a little too serious to be funny.
"Student Bombardment." Cymbidium Japonicum hesitated for a moment before asking softly, "What do you think personality is?"
"Hmm?" Bombardment Jelly looked away from the seemingly endless taiyaki. There was still a little red bean residue on the corner of his mouth. He glanced at Cymbidium Japonicum and then looked down at his left hand.
What is personality?
"Personality is something passed down to us by our parents to prove ourselves." The fingers of his left hand curled slightly and then clenched tightly.
Ormet's words in the interview, during the sports festival and after the match with Midoriya Idehisa, appeared in his ears from time to time. That was the beginning of him wanting to be a hero.
"You are in charge of your own body. What kind of person you want to be and what kind of person you don't want to be is also up to you," he said softly. His tone was so soft that it was almost as if he was saying these words to himself.
Cymbidium Japonicum didn't hear it.
"Something to prove ourselves?" Cymbidium Japonicum looked at the slightly red and swollen palm of her right hand. "What if your personality might hurt others?"
"Hurt?" Bombardment Jelly repeated the word with a little surprise. "It's just that you don't control it well."
The personality of a professional hero could only be used to deal with criminals under certain conditions. Xiongying students would follow a certain limit in their daily combat training. From the awakening of personality until now, everyone should be familiar with their own personality as well as they were with themselves, so they could reasonably control their own personality.
Control …
Cymbidium Japonicum could flexibly use known skills and adjust combat methods according to the conditions. However, she had no control over her own personality, and even lacked understanding of it.
In a society where personality was common, having no personality was a very sad thing. A person's talent was largely determined by his or her personality. It even determined the direction of his or her future growth and efforts. To a certain extent, to a certain extent, a person's future of choices.. The scope of a person's's, a person's's, and his's in's, a of of a person's.
Cymbidium Japonicum had a grandfather who was a professional hero. From a young age, she had watched his reports, interviews, and videos of him saving people in battle. She had developed the desire to become a hero. However, when she was four to twelve years old, her personality was almost zero. Her desire to become a hero was carefully protected by her grandfather, who also blindly believed in it. He had always pretended to ignore the fact that she had a useless personality, and used hard work to deceive himself to continue moving forward.
It wasn't until the age of twelve that she truly had her first strong personality and truly embarked on the road to becoming a professional hero.
However, this so-called personality was replaced three years later.
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