The ghost sensei also left, leaving behind a confused Tenya Iida, whose personality had been sealed, and Satakura, who was standing on the side with her arms crossed, as well as a dumbfounded Satakura, who had activated her personality based on her instinct to "control the naughty child" since childhood.

"Ah … that …"

The girl greeted him awkwardly, hoping that the student who had been pulled out of class wouldn't be too angry.

"[Nullification]?"

Tenya Iida quickly recognized what this personality was and nodded understandingly, "It's indeed a very good personality. I've calmed down now, and I'll trust the teachers' judgment!"

It didn't matter if she was good or not …

Worrying sensei knew what this guy was thinking as soon as he raised his eyelids. He stretched and planned to go to the cafeteria to reserve a seat for lunch.

Class A's USJ class and Class C's PE class both lasted for half the morning. After school, it was time to eat. It was rare for PE class to end early, so it would be a waste if they didn't take up a seat.

Tenya Iida was originally in a panic and didn't know what to do, but Satakura grabbed his hero suit and pulled him to the cafeteria.

"If you have time to be confused and can't do anything to help, why don't you reserve a seat for your Heroica classmate? Otherwise, there will be a long line later. It's not easy to finish a dangerous class, but you won't be able to eat a hot meal. You might have a mental breakdown."

He wouldn't have a mental breakdown, but this student seemed to be very easy to persuade. He actually believed Satakura's nonsense and really waved his hand and shouted that he wanted to reserve a seat for his classmate.

Satakura was speechless.

So gullible, too naive.

So the new topic Hotaru Imai heard at the dinner table today was that something big happened to Heroica 1A. It was said that the USJ stadium was invaded by the enemy, and even Ormet ran all the way there.

Hotaru Imai was eating curry calmly. Today's curry had apples in it, which was her favorite style, "I know. A few students from the next class who skipped class put drones in USJ, so they knew something was wrong immediately. They notified the teachers early, so it didn't seem to be a big mess."

"Skipping class?"

Satakura revealed a horrified expression. Why was it that other big shots skipping classes didn't affect their studies, but as long as she was distracted for a moment, she would painfully realize that she couldn't understand anything when she focused her attention again?

"Stupid Satakura."

Hotaru Imai flicked Satakura's forehead.

The students with the heaviest injuries were only slightly injured. Instead, it allowed everyone to watch the heroic battle of the real heroes at close range.

As for the teaching staff, it was even worse. It was said that teacher Aizawa's head was wrapped in bandages several times.

The students were eager to turn this accident into their own upward energy.

As a member of the Support Division, Hotaru Imai obviously knew more about Heroica's students than Satakura — mainly due to the design of the Support Division's equipment modification curriculum.

After the USJ incident, the workload of the Support Division, which was originally like a runaway horse, suddenly increased abruptly. The intranet was full of wails of "Shit, I don't know anything", "I feel like my brain can't work", and so on.

The General Division was also relatively lightly affected.

Minghai-sensei repeatedly told the students that it was best to walk together after school and not go to remote places alone to avoid being beaten up by enemies with antisocial personalities.

In this regard, he was worried: if it was the first time they met, as long as the other party was still human and could talk, it wouldn't be a big problem.

He didn't panic at all.

Satakura: … I'd better train my body. After all, even if the other party's personality was ineffective, it wouldn't help if the enemy's kickboxing was very good.

And going home together?

She wanted to, but Koimai often had to work extra classes and was addicted to the Support Division's underground laboratory. What could she do? She was also desperate.

After Ormet came to Sunyoung to teach, Sunyoung once again became a hot topic in society.

The headlines on social media were that Heroica was attacked by enemies. In the news, Satakura saw what kind of creature the enemy was for the first time. The enemy's body was full of muscles, and his entire brain was directly exposed to the air. No matter how she looked at it, it was far from an ordinary human.

Satakura sucked in a breath of cold air: the enemies the heroes faced were really … of all kinds.

It was hard to be a hero.

There were keyboard warriors in every era who used their keyboards to protect the world. The public message board of Sunyoung's official forum was already filled with trolls. From the education system to the decline of Heroes, to the high deviation rate of Sunyoung's arrogance to not allow their son to enter the school. Wasn't this just bad luck? It was a true reflection of the various attitudes of people after "sure enough, anyone can go online."

In the school's intranet forum, many students were filled with righteous indignation. They picked up their keyboards to argue for what was right, and the public message board was in full swing.

After that, there was an account that was said to belong to a student committee that called for people to not speak blindly, and to show the magnanimity that Sunyoung students should have. At the same time, it also banned the account of the student with the ID "Killing King" who was the fiercest on the forum.

That saved people a lot of trouble, sigh.

Sunyoung's intranet was actually quite rich. The Support Division and the Operations Division both had independent sub-modules that only their own students could access. There was a large amount of teaching materials and resource files inside. Heroica's students were more focused on physical training, so there was no separate forum for them, just like the other classes. There was a student forum that was shared with all Sunyoung students on the intranet.

Satakura thought for a moment, and then posted on the forum:

[Citrus: Is there a student club that teaches fighting skills in private?

It's open to the other classes and supports newcomers. It's been a bit dangerous recently, so I want to practice self-defense, at least to the extent that I can escape.]

Then, she put her phone in her pocket and left the school along with the crowd.

There were many rental houses in the Sunyoung area, most of which were rented for international students or students who came from afar to study.

Satakura and Hotaru Imai's room was one of them. Next door was the mixed-race student from Sunyoung's Class B, Bori Kadori, who couldn't speak Japanese very well.

There was still some time before dinner, so Satakura packed up some snacks and planned to go for a walk in the nearby park.

Hotaru Imai's custom-made cookie maker was fully automatic. As long as you put in eggs, low-gluten flour, sugar, and butter in the correct order, everything inside would be automatic. It even had an automatic cleaning function. Before long, it was connected to the apartment's oven and directly made delicious and crunchy cookies. Bori Kadori, who was next door, was amazed by its complete range of functions. As expected, the students of the Support Division were all gods.

Gods? Not really …

Satakura, who was very familiar with her childhood friend's metaphysical personality, put on gloves and took out the cookies from the oven. She then connected the machine to the automatic cleaning function, and after hearing the machine's buzzing sound, she left the apartment with satisfaction.