Everyone on the bus was like a primary school student on a spring outing. As the bus started moving, they became even more excited. It seemed like everyone was talking loudly. The entire bus was filled with noise, mixed with the class leader's useless words to maintain order.
Even Mr. Aizawa didn't stop them. Everyone was making more noise.
The girls were sitting in the first few rows. Cymbidium Japonicum occupied two seats by herself. There was some luggage on the other side of the empty seat. Chako Hikari and Frogs Blow Plum Rain were sitting in the corridor.
Sana Ashido took out snacks from her bag as soon as she got on the bus. She knelt in the front row, hugged the back of her seat, and talked to the people in the back row.
"Xiao Kui, do you want some potato chips?" Sana Ashido said. She extended her arm and opened the bag of snacks. "Pass it to the others."
Cymbidium Japonicum took it and ate a few pieces. She passed it to Fragrant Incense and Eight Million Hundred in the back row. The snacks were passed around and disappeared without a trace.
Sana Ashido opened a box of chocolate biscuits.
"Did you bring a whole bag of snacks?" Leaf Crypsis, who was sitting in the same seat, pressed the bag in the middle of the seat. There was a sizzling sound coming from the bag.
Sana Ashido said happily, "They didn't say that I can't bring snacks. Also, what if they don't give me food when we get to the place where we're staying?" She patted the bag of snacks. "I'll just treat it as food reserves."
"How can they not give us food?" Shangming Electric said loudly in the back row. "You'll only have energy to train when you're full."
Sharo Sejima nodded. He turned around and said loudly, "Do you want to listen to music?"
The bus was even noisier. After the noisier part, everyone quieted down for a while.
Sana Ashido, who was full, turned around again and suggested to the students in the back row. "It's our first time traveling together. Do you want to play any games?"
"Let's sing together."
As soon as she heard the word 'sing', Cymbidium Japonicum immediately took out her phone from her pocket, put on her headphones, leaned back in her chair, and closed her eyes.
Oh, pretending to be asleep.
Soon, it was time to park the car.
They chatted and laughed all the way to the resting area. When they got out of the car to relax, they realized that there was a reason why Teacher Xiang Ze had indulged them all the way.
"What? Do we have to run through the entire forest to the shelter? "
"Will there still be magical beasts?"
"Ah, can I use Personality?"
Amidst the wailing, one of the professional heroes activated his personality. The ground under his feet suddenly turned into a turbulent mudslide, bringing the Class A students towards the cliff.
The Cymbidium Japonicum, who had been prepared all along, shouted the transformation slogan the moment it rose into the air and hovered in the air.
Ōta Aizawa, who had been observing the students, looked at the Cymbidium Japonicum and narrowed his eyes.
The music and light were covered by the mud that covered the sky. When everything returned to normal, the Cymbidium Japonicum also landed steadily on the ground.
Everyone who had just heard the bad news did not notice the Cymbidium Japonicum. Before they could say anything, the 'Earth Monster' in the forest, which was made of Personality, roared and rushed towards them.
"Corona Of The Moon!"
The Cymbidium Japonicum shouted from behind. The 'Corona Of The Moon' circled around and flew straight towards the monster. Suddenly, it buried itself in the monster's body. Then, there was a dazzling light, and the monster was blown into pieces of mud and stone.
"Kizuki, when are you going to … Be careful!" Midoriya Idehisa dove down and dodged the monster's attack.
The others also glanced at the Cymbidium Japonicum when she used the 'Corona Of The Moon'. Soon, their attention was taken away by the continuous attacks, and they quickly focused on the battle.
This terrifying marathon only ended when the sun set. Everyone looked at the roof of the facility in the distance, and hot tears flowed out of their hearts.
It was too tiring …
Although the rich food and comfortable hot spring bath temporarily comforted the wounded hearts of the students of Class A, when they fell asleep, they knew very clearly in their hearts that this was just a warning.
This was just a show of strength. The painful days had just begun.
"Sob sob sob, I want to stay in school and study in Hell."
Sana Ashido said in her sleep as she hugged her blanket.
*
The next day, Sensei Aizawa announced the custom-made plan and equipment to expand the potential of each person's personality.
When it was Cymbidium Japonicum's turn, he only had one request: "Transform here. Transform in front of everyone."
"!!!" Cymbidium Japonicum was so shocked that she lost control of her expression. "But, but I …"
I can't think of a valid reason to refuse.
Ōta Aizawa looked at Cymbidium Japonicum. His voice did not fluctuate at all. Instead, it sounded even stricter: "If you encounter an unexpected situation, will you transform in front of everyone?"
"Yes!" Cymbidium Japonicum immediately said.
"If you transform in front of everyone countless times, and even become familiar with the process, will you still find it strange?"
"No …" Cymbidium Japonicum's tone was uncertain. After experiencing so much, it seemed that even if she transformed in front of everyone, she would still feel ashamed.
My heart is very weak.
Everyone's curious gazes will hurt my heart.
"That means you haven't transformed enough. You're not familiar with it yet." Ōta Aizawa could hear the uncertainty in Cymbidium Japonicum's tone. "If this transformation process is the intermediary for you to use your personality, it's a necessary process. You have to face it calmly, and even grasp its characteristics, use it, and use it to its fullest potential."
He was referring to Cymbidium Japonicum's immunity to attacks during the transformation process.
"When don't you want to hide and transform? When everyone looks at your transformation process and feels that it's normal, then they've truly accepted your personality."
"Yes! Sensei! "Cymbidium Japonicum said loudly, as if this would make her seem more confident.
Then … let's begin.
Cymbidium Japonicum stretched out her hands.
"Face everyone."
The demon's voice sounded again.
Wah — Aizawa sensei, you're even more demonic than Mike sensei.
And so, Cymbidium Japonicum turned around and stood in the middle of the field. She faced the familiar audience with a red face.
The students of Class A all looked at Cymbidium Japonicum encouragingly.
It's fine. We've seen it before. We're used to it. There won't be any other reactions.
Cymbidium Japonicum took a deep breath, stretched out her right hand, straightened her fingers, raised it, and shouted loudly, "The power of the Lunar Prism! Change my voice! "
The familiar music and dazzling light, as well as the sudden loss of control of her body.
Familiar with it, familiar with it, familiar with it.
It's no big deal.
Cymbidium Japonicum's mind was filled with such thoughts. She steadied her slightly shaken mind, and then looked at the shocked students with their mouths agape.
Changed, changed?!
Even if it changed, it gave us a warning so that we could be mentally prepared.
It was so sudden that it was hard not to be surprised …
Wasn't it supposed to be "chivalrous"?
What was the Lunar Prism?
Not only did the slogan change, even the movements changed.
It seemed more complicated …
The light was also more dazzling …
What was this?
Did her personality level increase?
What a mysterious personality.
It's — it's a sailor suit!!! Benefits, benefits!
Cymbidium Japonicum maintained her frozen pose and looked at her completely still classmates who had forgotten to practice: "…"
'Liar. You said that you would support me with a calm expression, but now you're even forgetting to raise your jaws.'
"So beautiful! Kizuki -san, you're even more beautiful now! " Mount Aoyama Is Elegant happily came over to communicate with her. "Did you arrange all these movements yourself? Where did the light and music come from? I also want to have my own light and music when I appear. That way, I'll definitely be a shining hero. "
After being questioned by Mount Aoyama Is Elegant in such a rational manner, she seemed to be able to accept it a little.
But it was strange to put Aoyama and rationality together. And if everyone thought that she was doing this on purpose, wouldn't it feel a little like she was trying to please the crowd?
But she was forced to do this, so she couldn't choose to cancel this process.
But what if she could cancel it? Would she be able to discover a method that didn't require the transformation process if she was familiar enough with her personality?
Cymbidium Japonicum rubbed her chin.
"No matter how many times I see it, I still think it's amazing …" Bombardment Jelly, who was sitting in the cauldron, said in a low voice.
"Please shut up."
At this moment, Ōta Aizawa, who had returned to the training ground, saw Cymbidium Japonicum's appearance and asked calmly: "Finished transforming?"
Cymbidium Japonicum nodded and looked expectantly at Ōta Aizawa. She didn't know what Sensei would have her practice.
"Change back."
"Ah?"
"Continue to transform until none of them have the time to look at you."
Was that possible?
Of course it was possible. The reason why people were surprised was because they saw something that they had never seen before, something that they couldn't imagine. But Cymbidium Japonicum's transformation was different from what they had expected, so they were surprised by it.
But Cymbidium Japonicum was standing right in the middle, continuously transforming, transforming, transforming, transforming, transforming, and transforming. Anyone would be visually tired.
Don't even mention looking up at Cymbidium Japonicum. Just by hearing the music, they could imagine her doing that action in their minds.
… It seemed that tonight's dream had already been reserved.
In the end, no one was willing to be distracted by Cymbidium Japonicum.
Most likely, the transformed Cymbidium Japonicum was like a colorful ball in a karaoke room, flashing with colorful lights and accompanied by music.
The power brought by the music made everyone even more passionately immerse themselves in the arduous training.
Cymbidium Japonicum's voice was hoarse from all the shouting.
The transformation was like a cassette. In the end, let alone feeling ashamed, she was so tired that she didn't feel anything at all.
When the body was being controlled during the transformation, it was more like a disguised form of rest — I liked the relaxed feeling of being able to move without needing to control myself.
Aizawa -sensei announced the end of the training time. Everyone fell to the ground weakly, their stomachs growling, their muscles aching, and they had no strength at all.
Cymbidium Japonicum sat on the ground and felt that she really didn't feel ashamed of transforming. She pinched her face and felt that her skin had become thicker.
As expected, she lacked practice and public display.
"I'm so hungry … Food, I want to beg for food." Shangming Electric was lying on the ground, rubbing its hollow face on the ground due to excessive discharge.
"Oh, you have to cook your own dinner."
Wh … at …!
"They actually didn't give us food." Sharo Sejima wanted to go back in time and beat himself to death on the bus.
What kind of hellish training was this?
It was simply torture.
Fortunately, with everyone's efforts, they managed to fill their stomachs, soak in the hot spring to relieve their fatigue, and return to the dormitory.
Everyone was lying haphazardly on the tatami, too lazy to say a word. Some of them had even fallen asleep.
Cymbidium Japonicum, who had just returned from the bathroom, walked past Chako Hikari and lay under the quilt. She heard Chako Hikari, who was breathing steadily, suddenly mumbling in her sleep.
"Moon, moon prism … power, transformation, hmm …"
She even hummed a few accompaniment melodies.
Sorry, I let you be brainwashed.
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