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This sound brought back everyone who was engrossed in chatting and had forgotten to eat.
Looking at the time, they immediately buried their heads in their food. Cymbidium Japonicum also took the opportunity to look away.
She destroyed her lunch.
*
The fresh-filled workplace experience that had just ended.
Back to school life, everyone was a little uncomfortable.
They couldn't put their minds on their daily studies.
Looking at the absent-minded students below the stage,
Ōta Aizawa finally took out his trump card as a teacher — the final exam. After announcing the final exam,
He calmly left the screams in the classroom.
He walked out of Class A.
"Ah,
Is it only a week before the final exam? Time flies. "Cymbidium Japonicum closed the textbook.
She said calmly. She got sixth place in the midterm exam.
She wasn't worried about the written exam at all.
But the actual combat …
Cymbidium Japonicum looked down at her chest.
The place where the brooch was originally pinned was empty. She didn't carry a transformation device.
From the sports festival, except for the match against Mount Aoyama Is Elegant, the rest of the events and duels were barely passed without using her personality.
Not to mention the match against Explode.
She was forced to use her personality. In addition to the sports festival, the workplace experience, and the usual training,
Everyone was improving, and the advantages she originally had would only become smaller and smaller.
So, she had always felt that she tried not to rely on borrowed abilities.
Becoming a hero completely relying on her own ability.
It was simply a joke. But just now, she had such an understanding.
She slowly accepted her need to "transform" her personality, and encountered the change of her ability. Coupled with the terrible consequences of discovering this ability in the "Business Street Incident."
Cymbidium Japonicum was a little confused.
"Don't worry about the written exam." Eight Million Hundred at the front table seemed to speak out Cymbidium Japonicum's thoughts. "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 about performing what you have learned in the exam?"
Hey, hey, that's the area for guaranteed admission. Are you guys demons? She made the devilish final exam sound so easy.
This was too much.
Shangming Electric Company, which ranked last in the mid-term exam, had tears in its heart. It was as if it could see the future of being abandoned by the large group of people who had gone to the forest to sleep together.
Regardless of whether the victory was in their hands or whether they were wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves, Mr. Aizawa's heavy bomb successfully pulled the students of Class A back to reality. The final exam in a week's time had become an urgent matter.
During the class break, the number of people who were engrossed in reading increased significantly. 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 headed home in different directions.
Cymbidium Japonicum had to pass through a bustling commercial street and a few neighborhoods to get home. The road was not short, but walking home could be part of her daily exercise.
Considering the actual combat part of the final exam, she was not in a good mood. She was not in the mood to dawdle on the road. She just looked at the people around her thoughtfully. 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. What professional heroes protected was their 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. He carried a woman's satchel and spat out threatening words. He waved the knife in his hand and ran against the crowd.
The pedestrians who were blocking the road immediately whispered and made way.
Cymbidium Japonicum stood rooted to the ground. She looked at the robber who was gradually approaching her. 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 observed his running posture and calculated the best angle to attack.
"Go away!" The robber shouted at Cymbidium Japonicum. The dagger in his hand slid in the air. "Don't block the way."
Cymbidium Japonicum had already simulated the battle movements in her mind. But her feet could not move. It was as if she had lost control of her body. Looking at the enemy in front of her, responsibility and courage urged her to rush forward. Logic and doubt in her heart told her not to be impulsive.
The tip of her foot slid slightly on the ground and stopped.
When the robber saw that the person in his way was not moving, he cursed under his breath. When he got closer, he used his elbow to hit Cymbidium Japonicum. It was as if the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air could be heard.
Cymbidium Japonicum looked at the dagger that was coming towards her. She moved slightly to the side. The sharp tip of the dagger almost brushed the tip of her nose, causing a slight vibration in the air.
With a few staggered steps, she dodged the enemy. At the same time, she grabbed the robber's wrist and pulled it forward with force.
The robber, who was running, lost his balance because of the force. His body leaned forward. Cymbidium Japonicum took the opportunity to sweep his lower body. She circled around and kicked him hard.
"Bang!"
The robber fell to the ground. Cymbidium Japonicum flipped over and pressed the struggling robber under her body.
The difference in height between the two made it difficult for Cymbidium Japonicum to control the robber's limbs. She pressed tightly on the robber's waist and forcefully pulled his arm back.
"Crash."
The dagger fell to the ground.
Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Cymbidium Japonicum felt a sharp pain in the part of her body that was close to the robber's body. It was as if fine needles were poking into her flesh. Her legs reflexively moved away, but her hand was still tightly pressed down.
The robber's right side was like a hedgehog. A layer of fine steel needles grew out, piercing through his clothes and revealing the sharp tips. His bare arm was especially obvious. The hard steel needles emitted a cold metallic luster under the sun.
The tip of the steel needles pierced Cymbidium Japonicum's palm that was holding the robber down. As the robber struggled, a longer and deeper wound appeared. Blood dripped from the wound to the ground.
The sharp pain made Cymbidium Japonicum loosen her grip.
At this moment, the robber suddenly exploded. He flipped Cymbidium Japonicum over and staggered forward to escape.
The robber had just run a few steps when he bumped into another boy blocking his way. His hair was half white and half red. His eyes were calm as he stood in the middle of the road. It seemed that he had no intention of moving out of the way.
"Boy, get out of my way." The robber used his right arm that was full of steel needles as a weapon. He waved it in the air to threaten.
Hong Jiao Leng dodged the arm that was coming at him.
Only the right side?
Then — —
His arm was instantly wrapped in hard ice. He raised it high to block. When the steel needles collided with the ice, fine ice shards splashed out.
Bombardment Jelly used this opportunity to dodge to the robber's left side. When the ice on his arm disappeared, he nimbly grabbed the robber's left wrist. He lowered his body and pressed the robber's hand behind his back. At the same time, he bent his leg and kicked the robber's leg joint.
The robber fell to his knees. Then, he was pressed to the ground by Bombardment Jelly's body. The right side of his body rubbed against the ground, making a scraping sound.
When the two of them landed, Bombardment Jelly and the robber's body were covered with a thick layer of ice as if they were wearing armor.
It wasn't against the rules to use self-defense.
The patrol officers who received the call came in time with their sirens blaring. They used professional tools to tie up the robber.
"Is he a student of Xiongying?"
"I think I saw him at the sports festival."
"As expected of a student of Xiongying, a future professional hero."
The citizens who were passively waiting for rescue saw that the robber was restrained and sighed in relief. There were whispers of discussion and praise around them.
When Cymbidium Japonicum fell to the ground, she saw Bombardment Jelly stop the robber again. Her heart was in her throat. Seeing him easily control the robber, she sighed in relief. Looking down at the wound, it looked a bit serious. Fortunately, the robber's steel needles were not poisonous.
Too reckless.
Cymbidium Japonicum thought angrily.
How could she let her guard down just because she temporarily restrained the robber? She made a mistake when she hesitated when facing the enemy.
"Can you get up?"
When Bombardment Jelly's voice sounded in Cymbidium Japonicum's ears, it sounded like a voice from another world. It was ethereal and echoed.
When Cymbidium Japonicum heard this, she subconsciously looked up and saw an open palm.
The fingers were slender and the knuckles were distinct.
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 cold. He always looked absent-minded. Although he had a 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 moved slightly with the angle of his head.
Cymbidium Japonicum reached out and held Bombardment Jelly's hand.
Different from what she imagined, the youth's palm was warm and dry. It was not as cold as ice as she imagined. The broad and strong hand supported Cymbidium Japonicum to stand up and then let go.
"Thank you." Cymbidium Japonicum whispered.
Bombardment Jelly looked at Cymbidium Japonicum's bleeding arm. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Cymbidium Japonicum.
Cymbidium Japonicum, who was struggling to find a hemostatic tool in her bag with one hand, was slightly stunned. She took the handkerchief and covered the wound. The light blue handkerchief seeped out a little bit of blood.
"There."
The patrol officer pointed in Cymbidium Japonicum's direction to the medical staff who followed closely behind.
After being sprayed with hemostatic medicine, the bleeding quickly stopped.
The medical staff observed Cymbidium Japonicum's wound: "Fortunately, the criminal's personality does not have any additional effects. There is no problem after the bleeding has stopped." As she spoke, she held Cymbidium Japonicum's fingertips so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
With the medical staff's actions, Cymbidium Japonicum's cracked flesh slowly closed: "This is as far as I can go. After the scab forms, it will take some time to recover. Don't let it come into contact with water, or it will leave a scar." As she spoke, she gently pinched Cymbidium Japonicum's cheek: "Such a beautiful girl, yet so brave. You have to be a good hero. "
"Thank you, sister." Cymbidium Japonicum smiled sweetly at her, revealing her canine teeth.
"You can't carry out hero activities without a hero license." After dealing with the criminal, the police officer walked over and asked with a serious face: "Are you students?"
He stared at Cymbidium Japonicum, his red pupils flashing with excitement, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing his canine teeth.
"Let me see your strength."
Yes, guaranteed entry. "Explosive Tyrant said in a deep voice. He lowered his body slightly, looking at Cymbidium Japonicum as if he had locked onto his prey. His hands hung by his sides, palms facing up, the air in his palms making a violent sound.
Cymbidium Japonicum took a step back with her right foot, the magic staff in her hand blocking in front of her.
What kind of weirdo is this?
Why would classmates fight for no rhyme or reason?
And what do you mean by 'Explode'? Did you not remember my name?
Cymbidium Japonicum complained in her heart, but she still introduced herself seriously: "My name is Cymbidium Japonicum."
"I know." Explode's muscles tensed up. He gritted his teeth, waiting for the right time to pounce on his opponent.
You know?
Cymbidium Japonicum looked at Explode's expression and realized that he really wasn't joking. Her expression became serious.
At this moment of mutual hostility, the two of them were ready to fight.
"Gurgle gurgle."
Cymbidium Japonicum pressed on her wriggling stomach that was hurting a little. Ah, why are you blindly shouting at a time like this? You don't even know what's going on.
Explode's palms paused for a moment.
"Fighting hunger with satiety, that's an unfair victory." Cymbidium Japonicum decided that she couldn't fight without knowing the reason. "Is this how you communicate? Is this how you build friendship with your classmates?"
"What kind of bullshit friendship is this!" Explode shouted loudly, raising his right hand and making a "pa pa" sound. His back arched slightly, the muscles on his shoulders bulging.
"Little Sheng —" A clear voice suddenly interrupted.
Cymbidium Japonicum looked in the direction of the voice.
A green-haired boy ran towards them. His hair was slightly curly and fluffy. When he ran, he looked like floating seaweed in the water. His eyes were unusually big, and there were faint freckles on his cheeks. His expression was worried.
He ran in front of Explode in one breath, blocking the middle. He put his hands on his knees and panted. "Found you."
"Get out of my way, Stinky Jiu." Explode waved his hand roughly.
"Explode, you won't even let a female classmate go?" Another boy with red hedgehog hair ran over. He had a shallow scar near his right eye. "We didn't see you in the locker room. We thought you would miss lunch because of practice again."
Sharo Sejima glanced at Cymbidium Japonicum. "You must be Cymbidium Japonicum. I'm Sharo Sejima."
"Hello, Sharo." Cymbidium Japonicum smiled gently at Sharo, revealing her canine teeth.
"I, I'm Midoriya Idehisa." Midoriya Idehisa whispered shyly.
"I know." Cymbidium Japonicum's smile didn't change. Her gaze fell on Explode. "And Explode."
Explode snorted, turned his head, and resumed his relaxed posture.
"Let's go to the cafeteria. It's getting late." Sharo said.
"Kizuki, you still don't know where the cafeteria is, right? I'll take you there. "Midoriya Idehisa said enthusiastically.
This was a great help.
Cymbidium Japonicum looked at Idehisa gratefully. Her gaze made him scratch his head, not knowing what to do.
The two of them walked in the direction of the cafeteria.
Explode and Sharo didn't follow.
Cymbidium Japonicum turned her head to look at their backs. She felt that Explode's back was puffed up with anger, like a child who was angry because he didn't get a toy. From head to toe, every strand of his hair was exuding anger.
"That's Sheng's temper." Idehisa scratched his head, choosing his words carefully. "When school started, I also wanted to compete with Explode."
It was just that he never succeeded.
This was a frightening competitive spirit.
Cymbidium Japonicum wrinkled her nose. She found it a little funny. "I know."
The two of them walked in silence for a while. Midoriya Idehisa finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He stammered, "Kizuki -san … Um, I want to ask, do you know the professional hero 'Puppet Master' Hideki Watsuki?"
Cymbidium Japonicum was a little surprised that Midoriya Idehisa would mention his grandfather. She turned her head to look at him.
She just happened to meet Midoriya Idehisa's gaze, who was looking at her with a face full of surprise. His eyes were wide open. Joy overflowed from his eyes. The freckles on his face jumped with his master's smile.
Cymbidium Japonicum couldn't help but laugh as well. Her small canine teeth were exposed mischievously.
"'Puppet Master' is very powerful. I've seen his battle videos." Midoriya Idehisa seemed to have changed into a different person. His shyness turned into a strong desire to confide. "His personality can always win by surprise in battle. He's also very useful in rescuing people. He has a very strong personality. I remember there's a video of him in … "
Midoriya Idehisa talked non-stop as he walked. He suddenly stopped talking and looked at Cymbidium Japonicum's expression. He said embarrassedly, "Am I too long-winded?"
"No." Cymbidium Japonicum shook her head. Her nose was a little sour. "I just didn't expect someone to remember it so clearly. After all, he's a third-generation professional hero."
"Every hero can't be forgotten, and they won't be forgotten." Midoriya Idehisa's expression was especially serious.
Cymbidium Japonicum smiled and nodded.
"Ah, we're here."
Stopping in front of a building, Cymbidium Japonicum smelled the aroma of food in the air. Her stomach began to squirm.
"Let's have lunch together."
However, as soon as Cymbidium Japonicum walked into the cafeteria, she was discovered by the girls of Class A who had been waiting for her. She was pulled to a seat specially reserved for her and chose the omelet rice that Leaf Crypsis had recommended.
Her classmates were easier to get along with than she had imagined.
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