The living conditions of the dormitory were typical of the Japanese style of tatami, with one room for each boy and one girl. The dormitory consisted of two groups of four rooms, A and B.

Due to the special nature of their profession, there were always fewer girls than boys in the dormitory over the years, so the rooms they were assigned were smaller. Fortunately, no one was particularly concerned about the dormitory, so they just cleaned up and settled down.

Setsuna had a sudden mission to find Aizawa, so she waved goodbye to the girls who were heading to the hot spring after dinner.

The teachers' dormitory was not far from the students', and the structure of the dormitory was simple, so she soon went around to the teachers' dormitory and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Such a brisk tone could not be Aizawa. Setsuna poked her head into the door and bumped into a dazzling blonde. "Miss North American Shorthair Cat?"

"Ah, it's the kid who was very good at fighting this afternoon."

Perhaps it was the difference between on and off, but after the Shorthair Cat took off the eye-catching mechanical ears on her head, she looked a lot more normal, and the meowing from her mouth disappeared completely. She touched Setsuna's head as if they were close friends. "Are you here to see your teacher?"

Although she was a stranger, she was still a cat, and her actions were far less violent than when she was with Midaya and the rest. Setsuna stayed motionless and let her touch her. "Yes, yes, Mr. Aizawa said he would come over after dinner..."

"So you came over without even taking a bath in the hot spring?"

The Shorthair Cat suddenly laughed, turned her head and shouted into the room. "That's great, Eraser. I also want such a good student!"

"Go and take the teacher's qualification test first, then you can say such things."

Kota Aizawa took drastic measures to deal with the situation, regardless of the identity of the person, and treated everyone equally.

The black-haired man came out of the room, raised his hand to drive the Shorthair Cat away from the door, and then handed Setsuna a note.

"Open it later."

He stopped Setsuna and glanced into the room. His eyes fell on Setsuna's messy hair, and paused for a moment. "It's nothing important. Go and rest first."

"Ah …"

Noticing where he was looking, Setsuna was a little flustered and quickly raised her hand. Her hair was straight to begin with, and it was particularly conspicuous when it was messy. She had paid more attention to it before she entered the school, but after she entered the school … she even wished she could cut her hair short.

But before his fingertips could touch the coolness of her hair, they touched a patch of warmth.

"… Aizawa, Sensei …"

As she called out to him blankly, the man silently reached out his hand and patiently separated the tangled strands of hair until they became smooth again. His eyes were focused, and his actions were careful. It was as if this was not a training ground that needed to be prepared at any time, but a small cat café that exuded a gentle atmosphere after school. His lowered eyes were no longer harsh and judgmental, but calm and peaceful, which had not been seen in a long time.

Setsuna suddenly recalled the first time they met. It seemed to be in such a peaceful atmosphere. The man in front of her seemed to have been frozen in time and had never changed. However, she could not remember herself at that time.

(Then … what kind of me, again?)

"Chisaki."

Aizawa's voice woke her up from her trance. Setsuna stared blankly at the familiar face for two or three seconds before she realized that the delicate handiwork had already been completed. Her whole face suddenly turned red.

"Yes, yes!

Well, I, I'll go first! "

She hurriedly bowed and left the corridor as if she was escaping.

(Was that … an illusion?)

Walking back to her room with her head down, Setsuna could not help but recall what had just happened. After all, the plot was too far away from reality. She could not help but suspect that it was a daydream that came out of her exhaustion this afternoon. So she pinched her cheeks hard.

"It hurts …"

The dull pain hit her nerves. She muttered softly, put down her hand that was masochistic, and was forced to accept the fact.

(It was not an illusion.)

The warmth seemed to remain in her hair.

It was as if she was cherished.

She moved the corners of her mouth and wanted to laugh. However, for some reason, her actions that she usually did without any worries were so stiff at this moment. The muscles on her face seemed to be fixed by glue, and she could not move at all. If there were acquaintances present, they would most likely scream out loud. Senzaki Setsuna, who was always known for her good temper and smile, at this moment, her face was distorted like Takeshi who was tied up by Kota Aizawa.

(It's time for everyone to rest in the hot spring. It's a great help.)

She rubbed her face and thought with a headache as she turned the corner of the corridor.

After a second, she really wanted to beat herself to death for making this decision.

"… Midaya … -kun?"

She spat out these few syllables with difficulty. The green-haired boy in front of her still had some water vapor on his body. His usually messy green hair was even more ferocious due to the steam from the hot spring. His cheeks were a little red. She did not know if it was because of the hot water or because he carried a person for half a floor, but that was not the main point.

Midaya Dehisa tried to calm his breathing after the intense run as he stared blankly at the girl in front of him. His brain was as blank as the rest of his body except for the towel wrapped around his waist.

Patter.

The water droplets hanging in his hair went over his exposed shoulder and hit the wooden floor.

This crisp sound seemed to turn on a switch. Under the impact of reality, he gradually regained his senses. He trembled as he opened his mouth.

"S-s-sorry, Chisaki -san. I didn't know you were still outside. I-I-I thought everyone had gone in and wanted to hurry up?

Cai?

Stealing?

Lv Zhao? Stealing?

Yuan Niu …

Before he finished his words, the person he was carrying disappeared in an instant, leaving behind the girl who desperately tried to turn her face to the other side. She panicked and pushed him in the direction of the boy's room, but the moment her skin touched his, she retracted her hand as if she was scalded.

"I've already sent him over. So, just … just hurry up and put on your clothes!!!!"

… …

… … …

… … … …

Disaster.

If Midaya Dehisa were to evaluate what happened tonight, the conclusion could only be a disaster.

"Chisaki -san …"

After finally changing his clothes, he opened the door of the dormitory again. His eyes were trembling as he did not dare to look directly at the girl in the corridor with her back to the door. "Well, I'm done changing."

When the words left his mouth, Cha Na trembled unconsciously. He slowly turned his head to make sure that there was nothing wrong with Green Valley's body. Then, he relaxed and turned around. However, he was still somewhat uncomfortable. His gaze landed on the freckles on the young man's face. "Mm, mm …"

Silence.

"I … I just told Mr. Aizawa about the general situation just now."

Setsuna was eager to break the awkward atmosphere and suddenly asked, "Midaya Kun, do you want to go over and take a look?"

This wasn't a clever change of topic, but sometimes changing the topic didn't require much skill. As long as there was someone who was willing to cooperate, it was enough. Green Valley hurriedly nodded. "Ah, yes!

Still a little worried?

Cai???

Huan Gu Qiao Chun Chuansang

Setsuna heaved a sigh of relief and turned around to lead the way. After leaving the corridor where the incident happened, the atmosphere finally became a little livelier. Moreover, the teacher's room was not far away. She chatted with Midaya casually and soon arrived at the destination.

The door was wide open. Apparently, the teacher had guessed that they would come.

Setsuna politely greeted the teacher at the door and stepped into the room. The number of people in the room had increased. Except for those who were moved by her?

Cai?

Jiao?

Le?

Yishimu?

Lv Qiao Cang Song Miao Miao?? Lu Jiao? Fu Jiao?? "This child has caused you trouble." She gently stroked the unconscious figure on the sofa. Cai?? Mu Zhi? Huai Lu Bian Lai Song? Lu Jiao?? "No, this is nothing..." Green Valley shook his head and lowered his voice. In an instant, he leaned over the back of the sofa and looked at the young man who was sleeping soundly. He couldn't help but open his eyes. "I feel much calmer when I'm asleep." Mandalay smiled. "Yes. He's not that kind of child. " According to Mandalay,? Cai? Nai?? From?? Ke?? Wai?? Yishimu? Jiao? Changed his nickname to Ba Li Huai Wei? Illain died heroically in battle. This should be the most glorious curtain call for heroes. Society also gave them high praise, but all this was reflected in? Cai?? Nai Zheng?? Luo Jiao?? Aisho?? "'Why do we have to sing praises for the death of a person?' 'Why should a mere profession take a person away from their family?'" "Why should we? Cai?? Mu Qianlun Chunli? Li Ji Qiao? Argon Guanghuang Neon Plunder! The short-haired cat commented quietly. It was rare for her to shed her usual cheerful temperament. Her eyes revealed a bit of gentle compassion. "He is also very resistant to us as professional heroes. It's just that he has no other place to go except for us, so he has to stay here." "Now that I think about it, it's called compassion." (Maybe all heroes are like this.) (When you see people in trouble, you can't help but want to help.) Setsuna hung her hands on the back of the chair and smiled softly. "Well, I always feel that I can understand a little." "Chisaki." "Chisaki..." Hearing the two calls from behind, Setsuna burst into laughter. "It's from both sides. I can understand a little from both sides. " As she spoke, her gaze swept from the black-haired man to the green-haired boy. She vaguely thought of a certain dazzling gold. "... I will also have an answer that belongs to me." (Even if I'm confused now, one day in the future, I will.) They couldn't stay in the teacher's room for too long. The trainers had a teacher's meeting to attend. Setsuna was also tired from the day and didn't have time to wash up. Confirm? Cai? Step Huang Xie? Wu? Spit Tan Yu Huang Yitun Wushun Qiao Zhi? Tong Bi Bi Zhong Huai Wo Gongluo Qin Fat Jiaoyue Neon Long "For the time being, he was asked to give it to you. In the end, if the hot spring turns rotten, that guy will probably vomit blood." Aizawa said. Hearing this, Setsuna felt that anyone would be a little curious. After leaving the room, she took out the note from her pocket and opened it. It was a mixture of letters and numbers that she couldn't recognize. "...?" Before she could ask any questions, Midaya, who had poked his head out, was the first to call out. "This isn't Ormet's L..." (Ugh.) It seemed that he finally realized that he had exposed some important information. Midaya covered his mouth with both hands and looked at the girl who was looking at him with shock and confusion. What did he say? If Midaya Dehisa were to evaluate what happened tonight, then the conclusion could only be -