When the familiar arresting weapon appeared out of nowhere, no one was able to react in time.

"Hey, I'll talk."

Aizawa, who appeared out of nowhere, angrily tied Setsuna and the man in black into a ball and threw them on the ground across the hole. "If I'm not here, this is already a teaching accident."

The sudden change in atmosphere made Setsuna, who was still immersed in self-destructing thoughts, a little confused. She stared blankly at her homeroom teacher who suddenly appeared in front of her, then turned to look at the man in black who was about to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

"… Teaching, accident?"

She repeated blankly.

"Mhmm, teaching accident."

As he spoke, Xiang Ze didn't forget to glare fiercely at the black-clothed man who had curled up into a ball. Just a second ago, he had wanted to drag the other party down with him, but now, he couldn't bear it.

The matter was simple, to the point of being a little retarded.

The cause was that the rescue course of the Sunyoung Hero Course included a very important lesson on hostage rescue. The development was that the Sunyoung teachers were not satisfied with the ordinary standards in the selection of hostages. They fully carried out the school spirit of "lying about holding a teaching tour and colluding with the guardian to conceal the student's identity to create a hostage rescue crisis." The twist was that Senzaki Setsuna, who unfortunately had a psychological trauma, suddenly went berserk and self-destructed. So, everyone knew the result.

"In short …" In the end, Aizawa sighed, "That's what happened."

(To use a phrase … "Give me back my self-awareness.")

Looking at the scene of the completely fooled students besieging their parents from afar, Cha Na looked at the man in black with a condemning gaze. "Now that things have come to this, you don't have to pretend anymore. I don't remember a second person in this school who weighs more than 200 kilograms."

With some resentment, the words that came out of his mouth were naturally not as gentle and courteous as usual. The slightly mocking words were like poisonous arrows that directly pierced the back of the black-clothed man. That pair of clear blue eyes drifted to the horizon for a long time before slowly lifting the mask.

Ormet, thin ver.

"… As expected …"

No matter how many methods he used to force himself to calm down, he could not calm down. Instantly, he took a deep breath and put his hands on the shoulders of Oermatt, who had a heroic expression on his face.

"— — What if I came in combat equipment, you big idiot!!!!!"

"… Huh?"

Ormet was completely stunned by the roar, so it was Aizawa who said that. However, Setsuna obviously did not care what they were talking about. "Is that what you're angry about?"

Before his anger subsided, he spat out all the words that he usually couldn't say, "If I had used the steel needle, you would have been in trouble the moment I estimated the distance, wouldn't you?

More or less, he had the self-awareness of not being able to say the word in public!

Although I'm grateful that you're easy to get close to, can you at least consider the feelings of those who look up to you?

Risking your life to do such a thing. "

"You're brave enough to say that," Aizawa interrupted.

Unlike Ormet, who took the brunt of Setsuna's sudden anger head-on, he was the first of the three to calm down. "Where are the key points of your usual training?

You completely ignored the presence of your companions. You let your guard down when you saw the number of villains. You didn't even consider your escape route and rushed into the battlefield. In the end, you have to bear at least half of the responsibility. "

"…"

Setsuna's hot head was splashed with a bucket of cold water. She let go of Ormet's collar and turned her head in the direction where no one was around.

"… It's impossible to calm down after seeing that kind of situation."

She restrained all her expressions, and her tone was tough and even a little self-deprecating.

"And using me alone in exchange for so many hostages … It's a good deal, isn't it?"

(— — I don't want to see a second "me" in the world.)

"Not everyone is lucky enough to survive that kind of thing."

Setsuna said, and a sense of irritation rose from the bottom of her heart. She really didn't want to talk more. The noise dozens of meters away sounded very harsh at the moment. She even threw the etiquette to the elders out of the sky. She just wanted to leave, but a second before she turned around, she caught a glimpse of Ormet, who was still sitting on the ground. She hesitated for a moment, but in the end, her heart softened.

"I'm sorry, I took the initiative to be angry with you."

She said, her words were respectful, but her attitude was a little stiff. "I just hope you can cherish yourself a little more."

(— — Being my only light.)

After saying that, she lifted her leg and was about to leave, but a yearning voice chased after her from behind.

"— — This is also our hope for you, Chisaki girl."

So said the voice that made one yearn for her.

Setsuna stood quietly for a while with her back to them. She took a few seconds to immerse herself in the warmth, and then she closed her eyes.

"It's not the same."

She said.

"It's not the same. I'm not worth it."

Although it was good to live with the life of one's loved ones as the cornerstone to prolong one's feeble existence, dying in a glorious and valuable way at the right time did not seem so bad either.

(There's no way to love someone seriously, and I'm not very good at being loved seriously by someone.

An ordinary level of emotional communication is the best. It's a connection that won't hurt the heart even if I lose it. Misako is right. I may have lost part of my ability to be a human.)

(But there's nothing bad about living like this.)

She thought so and felt surprisingly relaxed, so much so that the extraordinarily heavy atmosphere behind her made her a little uncomfortable. So she turned around with a bitter smile. "I didn't say that I'm going to go kill myself.

For the time being, I came here because I want to do something valuable. But compared to Teacher Ormet, I'm really not worth … "

"— — Every one."

The voice that interrupted her seemed to contain some kind of excessive weight, even compared to the pain she was experiencing, it seemed to be unable to withstand a single blow. Qian Qi instantly opened his mouth and swallowed the second half of the sentence, not knowing what to do.

"Every life that I want to save."

The man said, his blue eyes seemed to be burning with a greenish-white flame.

"— — Worth it."

(What are you talking about?)

Perhaps intimidated by the aura, Setsuna took a step back.

(What are you talking about?)

Whether you admit it or not, the world is unfair. With individuality as the source, the contradictions in the class society become more and more intense. The real meaning behind it is not a superficial comparison of advantages and disadvantages, but something more cruel in nature.

— — The humans in this world are divided into "valuable" and "worthless."

(And after my parents died, I was no longer needed.)

(I was just someone's burden.)

"… Please don't."

She said hoarsely.

"Please don't say such things again."

…

…

…

"… Then, I'll be rude first."

"Okay."

Kota Aizawa glanced at the girl leaving the office from the corner of her eye. She turned her head and knocked on the desk next to her. "She's gone. You don't have to hide anymore, Mr. Ormet."

The desk quivered, and a pale golden head silently poked out from below. He hesitantly patrolled around the office, bumping into a few speechless gazes from his colleagues. After confirming that the girl was indeed out of sight, Ormet struggled to get out from under the desk. Don't ask why a two-meter-tall man could hide under a normal-sized desk. It was just that the human potential under extreme conditions was infinite.

"Why did he have to hide? It's more suspicious, isn't it?" Midnight propped her head on her hand and watched the farce. "Did Ormet do something to the child?"

"Compared to what he did …"

"Aizawa Kun!!!"

"If you're only embarrassed now," Aizawa continued mercilessly. "You shouldn't have been so serious about a minor."

Oermatt was speechless. With Qian Qi Cha's age, the occasional outburst of chuunibyou is called the natural law of growth. But with his own age, it's called hot-bloodedness to the brain.

When he was in his forties, he made a statement that only a twenty-year-old would make. When he thought about it, he felt like burning himself. "But Chisaki's state …"

"She's not stable. It's written on the poster."

Aizawa turned a page of the teaching plan and circled the title of the final exam.

"This is not something that can be solved with a few words. You're not the only one who's paying attention. Don't take your identity as a teacher too seriously."

His words were a bit harsh, but those who knew him well could read Aizawa's unique comfort. Ormet sighed and sat back in his seat. He remembered something and said, "You said I'm not the only one paying attention …"

"If it really gets worse, I'll do something."

Aizawa stood up with a folder in his hand. It was a very normal movement, but Ormet felt an inexplicable chill.

"Do … do something?"

"Yeah."

Aizawa, who was about to leave the office, paused and looked at him.

"Like dropping out of school or something.

Don't worry, I'm never soft in this regard. "

(I can't be at ease at all!!!)

After sending Xiang Ze off to class with a frightened face, Ohrmatt slammed his forehead on the table. The table, which had almost been broken a moment ago, creaked as if it couldn't bear the heavy burden. It was as messy as the inside of his head.