The highly anticipated "Xiongying Sports Festival" will begin today.

Seven o 'clock in the morning.

After breakfast, Anzawa finally walked out of the house after freezing Cheap Father 2, who wanted to go to "Xiongying" to watch the live version of the Sports Festival and wanted to crazily cheer for him.

Anzawa had no interest in the Sports Festival. He set a small goal for himself, which was to pass the preliminaries and immediately abstain from participating in the rest.

Yes, no matter how low his spirits were, Anzawa could not allow himself to abstain before even entering the field. Otherwise, what was the difference between him and a deserter?

But speaking of which, he was probably the only one in Class A who was not interested in the Sports Festival, right?

Thinking of this, Anzawa smiled comfortably. The energetic and innocent young boys and girls really made people feel relaxed.

"!!!" Suddenly, the smile on Anzawa's face froze.

He stopped in his tracks, his amber eyes filled with vigilance. "Who is it?"

"I was discovered."

The voice of the person who came with a bit of emotion, resounded in the empty street.

No malice?

This recognition did not make Anzawa relax. Anzawa frowned, but in the next second, he took a deep breath silently and said in a relaxed tone, "Since you want to follow, you should at least restrain your breath. You can't underestimate others too much, unknown gentleman."

"Ha, you misunderstood."

The voice of the unknown gentleman was full of laughter. He looked at Anzawa, who had his back to him and was in a state of alert, and deliberately asked with some provocation, "Has anyone told you not to show your fragile back to the enemy?"

"Oh?

So... you are the enemy? "

Anzawa's eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of frost, and his pleasant face was also filled with a ready to attack in an instant.

"How could it be?

This is just... "The unknown gentleman paused for a moment, and then with an even stronger smile, he said again," As a teacher, I just have a little suggestion for the student who is preparing to be a hero, Amagi. "

Teacher?!

Anzawa turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief. When he saw the other party's face, there was only shock left.

This was … an unusually intimate feeling.

Anzawa was sure that he had never seen this person before, but … the desire to get close to him was so obvious that it was difficult for him to ignore it.

His gentle and non-invasive appearance had a smile that warmed people's hearts, and his eyes had a gentle luster that flowed with a soft halo … This person's existence was like the spring sunshine that silently sowed hope, warm but not scorching.

Anzawa pursed his lips tightly. Such a person … was simply unreal.

"Ah …" Looking at the silent Anzawa, he was puzzled. Then, he smiled and took a step forward. "What's wrong?

Are you scared? "

Anzawa stepped back. The shock in his eyes faded and was replaced by suspicion and deep wariness. There was also a trace of … undetectable disgust.

Yes, it was disgust. Even he himself did not know the source of this' disgust '.

"Teacher?

I've never seen you before.

Is it really okay for you to so blatantly pretend to be a teacher of 'Xiongying'? "

"Ma, indeed, my identity is indeed suspicious." He smiled and nodded in agreement.

He raised his hand and pointed to a house. "I just successfully applied for the position yesterday. The principal asked me to take up the position after the sports festival.

As a teacher of 'Xiongying', the principal gave me the students' information, and then … Ha, I found out that Amagi -san lives near my house, so I decided to use my identity as a teacher to encourage my prospective student. "

After he finished speaking, he sighed with a sad face. "But now it seems that not only did I not have the effect of encouraging him, I even scared Amagi -san. I feel … sorry."

"Name."

Anzawa did not let down his guard, even though he believed that at this point, there was no need for the other party to lie. After all, no one would be stupid enough to lie.

"Yuya Fujiwara."

He answered and walked forward. Under Anzawa's increasingly unfriendly gaze, he stood still. He hesitated for a moment, raised his hand, and extended it towards Anzawa's head. "Sorry, I've taken up too much of your time. Hurry up and go to school."

Anzawa tilted his head and avoided the other party's outstretched hand. His eyes were as cold as ice. "I'll confirm your identity with the school, Yuya Fujiwara … Teacher."

It seems that this kid is not easy to deal with.

Watching Anzawa's back gradually disappear into the distance, the man lowered his head, and the corner of his mouth raised into a helpless smile.

A gentle breeze swept across the empty street, blowing the man's brown hair into a mess, revealing a pair of brown eyes covered by his hair. The silent gentleness in his eyes could be seen at a glance.

*

Lounge 1A.

"Ah!

Amagi -san, you're finally here! "

Seeing Anzawa open the door, Green Valley jumped up from his chair excitedly. "That's great, that's great!

Iida -san saw that you weren't here, so he went to the school gate to wait for you. Amagi -san, did you see him? "

"No."

Anzawa did not look at Green Valley. He walked past him and bent down to pick up a blue and white sportswear on the chair in front of him. "This is mine, right?"

Wei Bai nodded. "Yes, Amagi -san, go change into it in the changing room. It's almost time to enter the venue."

"Okay."

Anzawa put down the bag in his hand and walked out. After two steps, he turned back to look at Wei Bai. "Where is Teacher Aizawa now?"

"Teacher Aizawa?" Wei Bai shook her head. "Until now, I haven't seen Teacher Aizawa."

"That …" Eight Million Dollar raised her hand slightly. "I saw Teacher Aizawa being pulled away by Teacher Mike. He should be in the broadcasting room right now."

"Thank you." Anzawa nodded at her and opened the door to leave.

Anzawa didn't just take away the sportswear, he also took away the lively atmosphere in the room. Lounge 1A became incomparably dull after he left.

"Does anyone feel that Amagi's expression is strange?" Frogblow looked at the closed door and said, "He seems very anxious."

"Yes."

Green Valley nodded heavily. "Amagi -san always seems to be at ease. Today … How should I say it?

It's like he's anxious about something. "

"Hey, Hong, do you know what's going on?

Haven't you been very close to Sky City recently? "Qeshima shifted his chair and faced Boom, who was silent with his head lowered.

Hong glanced sideways at Che Island. "I don't know."

Anyway, it's definitely not because of me, Hong added in her heart.

Although they parted on bad terms yesterday, Anzawa wasn't someone who would be anxious over such a small matter.

Hong thought so, but she felt a little unsatisfied because of this conclusion.

"Master the left side's" personality "and use it to defeat your bastard father … How about it?

Don't you think this is a very interesting suggestion? "

"

The words Anzawa said yesterday still rang in her ears. Hong unconsciously frowned. That kind of disgusting suggestion … How could it be interesting?!

"Hey, Green Valley."

"Ah?

Boomkun … "Green Valley's eyes widened in confusion. He didn't understand why Hong, who didn't interact much with him, looked at him with a hostile gaze.

*

Anzawa didn't know that the students of Class A were worried about him. He was rushing past one student after another to the broadcasting room.

He had to confirm the man's identity.

Anzawa told himself. Although he already knew the answer in his heart, that the man wasn't lying, but … In the depths of his mind, there was always a small feeling of disharmony lingering.

"Sorry to disturb you, is Aizawa sensei here?"

Ōta Aizawa, who was grabbed by Mike, heard the voice and looked over. Her exposed eyes suddenly narrowed, "Why are you here?

You should be on standby in 1A's lounge at this time. "

Anzawa passed by the staff and walked with heavy steps to the mummified man, "Aizawa sensei, have you heard of Yuya Fujiwara?"

"Ah?

Yuya Fujiwara?

A student? "

Ōta Aizawa's rhetorical question made Anzawa's hand instantly clench into a fist.

That man lied to him?

Why?

What was the purpose of fabricating the identity of "Xiongying sensei" to get close to him?

"Amagi." Ōta Aizawa walked towards Anzawa step by step, "What's wrong with you?

Who is Yuya Fujiwara? "

"Where is the principal?"

The voice wrapped in the cold wind made Ōta Aizawa unconsciously stop in his tracks. "Hey."

Anzawa raised his head and looked at the other expressionlessly. His amber eyes seemed to have lost all warmth at this moment and froze inch by inch from the depths of his eyes into glaciers, "Where is the principal?"

"…" After a moment of silence, Ōta Aizawa closed his eyes and sighed deeply, "The third year area."

After getting the position, Anzawa couldn't wait to turn around, but he was stopped by Ōta Aizawa: "Amagi, you should feel that you're not calm right now."

Anzawa turned his gaze and glanced back, "Aizawa sensei, are you joking?

I'm very calm right now. "

Is that really the case?

Amagi, you should take a good look at yourself. You're on the verge of losing control right now.

Ōta Aizawa's eyes were heavy as he looked at Anzawa's back that was quickly disappearing into the distance.

"That, eraser, is there a problem with your student?"

Mike relaxed his tense emotions, blinked and asked, "Is that really a hero preparation?

Are you sure it's not a villain preparation who sneaked into "Xiongying"? "