"Once judged to be hopeless, he would give up without hesitation. How could such a man retract his words —"

The tall man waved his hand casually.

"— That is to say, you also saw the possibility in him, right, Aizawa Kun?"

Should it be the will of the heavens, or the will of man triumphing over the heavens? Xiangze Xiaotai wasn't someone who was easily moved, but from the results, no one in Class A was expelled today.

Ormet, who had watched the whole process, squatted on the path that Aizawa must pass by on his way back to the office, and called out to him in a teasing manner.

However, Kota Aizawa was not someone who could be easily swayed. He could not expel 154 elites who were admitted to Sunyoung High School in a row.

The black-haired man stood there as usual, unmoved. He only gave him a lazy look.

"'You too'?

… You seem to be taking special care of him? "

Ormet hit the nail on the head. After the other party twitched unnaturally, Ormet continued with a wicked smile on his face, "As a teacher, isn't it inappropriate for me to do this, Mr. Ormet …?"

Before he finished his sentence, he frowned.

Ormet stopped joking and turned slightly to look at the corner behind him. In theory, Sunyoung High School had complete defensive measures, but the possibility of someone sneaking in was not zero.

"… That …"

If her consciousness did not show up, she would be immediately treated as a villain. Setsuna moved out of her hiding place little by little, wishing that she could find a hole to hide in, "Good afternoon, Mr. Aizawa … Teacher, Mr. Ormet."

Compared to Lin Sanjiu, who had not yet adapted to the situation, Aizawa got into his role much faster. His restless arrest weapon fell back to his shoulder, and his expression relaxed slightly, "Chisaki?

What's the matter? "

Setsuna became more and more embarrassed. Her original intention was to find a place where no one was around to confirm Aizawa's opinion of Midaya. Although she barely got through today, she still knew how stubborn Aizawa was. So, she followed him all the way here, intending to defend Midaya.

She did not expect that the number one hero in active service would have the hobby of squatting in a corner to ambush people. She was caught in a dilemma and had to eavesdrop.

Who would have thought that Midaya would receive such a high evaluation from Ormet? Setsuna felt that she had been worried for nothing. She pursed her lips, looked at the ground, and said softly, "It's Midaya Kun's matter … It seems like I'm to be nosy."

(This is, "that", Ormet....)

"How can it be nosy when you're worried about your friend?"

Ormet grinned, showing his white teeth. He was as hearty as the rumors said. "The courage to confront the teacher for your friend is something to be cherished, Chisaki."

As he spoke, he wanted to reach out and pat the child, who was not even as tall as his chest, to encourage her. However, before his hand could touch her, she had already disappeared. He looked up in shock and found the small figure more than 30 meters away. She even used her personality.

Setsuna did not know how to explain the sudden panic. Perhaps it was because her heart was beating faster because she was too close to the person she longed for. Perhaps it was because she was touched that the shadow that protected her fragmented dreams finally turned into reality. Perhaps it was just human nature to be afraid of returning home. Anyway, before everything happened, she subconsciously distanced herself from the source of her uneasiness.

(Yes, "that", Ormet.)

It would be rude to leave without saying a word, and it would be too difficult for her to go forward again. In the end, she hurriedly bowed in that direction, and then teleported and disappeared.

Ormet was left dumbfounded. He looked around in a daze, trying to find a reasonable explanation in the surrounding environment. But in the empty alley, there was only Aizawa, whom he had just blocked, looking at the legendary First Hero with a strange expression.

Aizawa spoke with a strange expression.

"Although I believe in your character as the First Hero … Mr. Ormet, have you done anything to Chisaki?"

His words were so shocking that Oermatt almost fell to the ground.

"No, no, no. You don't believe me at all, do you?

I, I think this is just an overreaction caused by Chisaki's excessive worship of me … Uh, probably? "

"Based on my understanding of Chisaki, she is not the kind of person who blindly worships others."

Xiangze narrowed his eyes. "Compared to a hot-blooded idealist, it's better to say that she's a realist through and through. It's hard to imagine that she would..." He suddenly realized that he had already gone into too much detail for the homeroom teacher on the first day. He abruptly swallowed the second half of his sentence.

But it seemed that it was too late.

This time, it was Oermatt who had a strange look in his eyes. The first hero, who had been panicking like an alpaca, looked at his colleague with a new gaze. After a few seconds of silence, he carefully raised a question that had been asked not long ago.

"Taking special care of a student like this, as a teacher, isn't it a bit inappropriate … Amaze-kun."

…

…

…

(As a teacher …?)

Kota Aizawa did not recover from this question until he finished sorting out today's class report.

It was true that Olmet was an idealist who did not get along with him in any way. Most of his proclamations were full of incomprehensible irrationality. But this time, the problem he raised did exist.

— About how to treat the student with a slightly special situation.

Squatting in the office, he could not think of a reason. He got up and walked out of the narrow space, but his thoughts were still circling around the overly troublesome student information.

Senzaki Setsuna, 15 years old. Personality: Space Movement.

Marked as a key observation target since the first personality census in elementary school. The growth rate of her personality far exceeded that of her peers. She was the first person who could move objects heavier than her own weight without strict training.

After a few labels, it was so bright that it made people question why they did not see this girl in the list of recommended scholars.

Of course, this question quickly disappeared from the rest of the evaluation. The twelve words in black and white were neatly arranged in the personality test conclusion. It was unavoidable.

[At the age of 13, she was involved in a villain's attack with her parents. As the only survivor, her psychological evaluation was mentally unstable. Not recommended to work in industries with strong disputes.]

[Mentally unstable. Not recommended to work in industries with strong disputes.]

He stopped in front of the door, looked up and glanced at the sign that was full of girls' hearts. On the black cushion-shaped base, three hiragana and one Chinese character were outlined in pink flower font, as if they were afraid that passersby would not recognize that this was a cat cafe.

— Cat's Eyes.

He paused for a moment, but still pushed the door open and went in.

"Welcome —"

The creaking sound of the door opening mixed with a certain someone's business-like smile. The girl who had been in his mind just now was smiling like a flower. She was no different from any other girl of her age on the streets. She didn't seem to be mentally unstable at all.

"Ah, Mr. Aizawa … Uh, no, teacher?

… No, this is a shop. I should call you Mr. … "

Such a peaceful conversation, even the hidden troubles were not worth mentioning. Aizawa looked away and lowered his head to rummage through the shoe cabinet. "Whatever you like."

"Even, even if you say so, the attitudes of the two sides are still not the same …!"

The girl on the other side was still in a dilemma, as if she was facing a matter of life and death. At first glance, she was clearly a child. Who would have thought that the burden on her shoulders was not much lighter than that of many adults?

He was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Today, you are looking for me because of Midaya Kun?"

"…"

Setsuna, who was still in a dilemma a second ago, suddenly froze in place. Her blue eyes guiltily glanced to the side.

"Almost. It's not that I don't believe in Mr. Aizawa … but Midaya Kun's personality has just awakened. It can't be helped that he can't control it well. Can't you give him more time?"

She even had the leisure to worry about others at this time. Aizawa closed the door of the shoe cabinet and walked past her. "Villain won't give him a chance. Since he started late, if he wants to catch up with you, he will have to put in more effort."

He paused for a moment, then turned around. "You seem to be very concerned about him. Is it because you came from the same country?" She quickly denied it. "… No, that's not the case for Bao Hao …"

In fact, from what he saw and heard today, Setsuna's attitude towards Bao Hao was just short of taking a detour, let alone treating him the same way.

Setsuna's face turned pale. She did not expect that she would betray her interpersonal relationships completely in a moment of impulse. However, it seemed meaningless to play dumb in front of Aizawa. She had to tell him honestly, "Midaya Kun is my friend. As for Bao Hao … I can't quite adapt to …" She racked her brain to find a relatively neutral word, "a powerful person."

“

Her words were very tactful, but it did not affect Aizawa's ability to understand. "Powerful" obviously did not refer to her combat ability. Otherwise, she would not have treated Ormet that way. Thinking of this, a new question popped up.

"You ran away when you saw Mr. Ormet because you 'can't quite adapt to powerful people'?"

He deliberately misinterpreted her words. As expected, she looked up in a panic. Her usually calm breathing stagnated for a moment. "No, that … Mr. Ormet is, should I say, someone I look forward to very much or …" She felt that something was wrong halfway and hurriedly changed her words. "I'm not saying that I don't respect Mr. Aizawa.

It's just … a matter of closeness, right? "

She subconsciously changed back to the familiar way of addressing Roland. Her hands were clasped together uneasily behind her back.

"Maybe I'm … too dependent on Mr. Aizawa?

Although I'm just a regular in the shop, whenever I have a question, I'll always get a reliable and reasonable answer from Mr. Aizawa. So, I've unconsciously become willful.

It's the same with Midaya Kun. I thought that if I opened my mouth, there would be no turning point … "

She looked like a kitten that had done something wrong. She lowered her head, but secretly looked at Roland from the corner of her eyes.

"… Did I cause you any trouble?"

For a teacher and a student, this kind of dependence was clearly overboard. However, it came from a girl who was usually too sensible. If Roland forcefully stopped her and made her go in a direction that was even more difficult to grasp, it would be even more of a loss.

Kota Aizawa was speechless for a moment. In her more than ten years of teaching experience, she had no experience that could be used for reference. She was defeated without knowing why.

"Isn't it inappropriate to take care of a student like this … Aizawa Kun?"

This kind of relationship was really disgraceful for a teacher.

But as "Mr. Aizawa" …

"… No, it's nothing."

When he came back to his senses, he had already said such a line. Aizawa paused for a moment, and as if nothing had happened, he distanced himself from the source of the trouble.

"Since you 'look forward to' that Mr. Ormet, do your best in tomorrow's afternoon class."