[Heroes shouldn't be exclusive to talented people.

Although the greater the power, the greater the responsibility, the less capable people can still do something for the world.]

"She really has no personality. No wonder she can't do anything well. She's a natural loser."

"Look at her. She's stupid and dumb, and she has such a ridiculous hairstyle. Does she really think she's a China girl?

It's ridiculous. "

"Hahahaha, you're right. I was wondering why the more I look at her, the more annoyed I get. Next time, I'll definitely pull those ugly buns off her head."

"Let's not. What if there are lice in them? They're too disgusting."

"Then let's wash her hair first. She's always smiling at people. I've long wanted to teach her a lesson."

"Her expression will be very interesting. Hahahaha."

"Hahaha, sure. Call Tomiko and Little Shin over. Let's get ready!"

A burst of innocent laughter was covered by the sound of the school bell. The setting sun shone in through the wide and bright classroom windows, casting a warm golden light on their young and cute faces.

Their eyes were filled with confidence and arrogance. They laughed wantonly. Their healthy and agile little bodies were shrouded in a golden halo. They looked like angels.

They carried their backpacks and walked out of the school gate, laughing and joking. The golden school emblem on their beautiful school uniforms shone brightly.

On the school emblem, there were two artistic Chinese characters: Yinghao.

Yes, Yinghao Primary, the best primary school in the city and one of the primary schools with the most heroic alumni in the country.

Attracted by such a halo, more and more talented children squeezed into this school. It was as if entering here was already half a step into the door of a hero's career.

However, these little angels, who were regarded as God's favored children, were discussing one person in an unsettling tone. That person was their classmate, an outlier who didn't belong to these favored children.

However, their voices had long since dissipated with the evening breeze. Who could hear their words?

"I'm back!" In a narrow residential building not far from the school, a petite gray-haired girl rang the doorbell.

Her Emperor Primary School uniform was wrinkled and stained with dust. She looked rather disheveled.

"Welcome back." The girl's mother opened the door. "Hmm?

Why did he ring the doorbell today?

Didn't your father give you the house key? "

She poked her head out with a smile. She was just in her early thirties, and her beautiful facial features had not yet been marked. Her rosy face and sparkling eyes told of her carefree life as a housewife.

"Um … I can't find it," the girl answered somewhat uneasily, her almond-shaped eyes, which resembled her mother's, glanced to the side guiltily.

Her bun hair also looked coarse, far from the way it looked when her mother had tied it up for her in the morning when she went to school.

However, her mother didn't seem to notice the girl's abnormality. She was still smiling, as if she didn't care at all.

"Well, did you drop it at school?

You can ask your dad to make another one for you next time. Hurry up and change your clothes. Tonight's dinner is stewed noodles. Stewed noodles ~ "

The girl's eyes lit up and she smiled at her mother, revealing two cute little canine teeth.

The girl and her mother, who came from northern China, both liked to eat noodles.

Her father, who was born and raised in Japan, had also been infected with the customs of another country because he had studied in China for many years.

Tonight's stewed noodles should be what the whole family was looking forward to.

She returned to her room.

The girl closed the door and her smile gradually disappeared.

She put down her still damp school bag, took out the books inside, and spread them out to dry by the window.

The words on the books had become somewhat blurred after soaking in water. She could only vaguely make out the name she had written crookedly: Kanna Tomosuke.

She walked into the bathroom, took off her dusty uniform, and casually threw it into the laundry basket.

In the mirror, several bruises could be seen on Kanna Tomosuke's thin and small body.

However, she didn't seem to care about these. She made a face in the mirror, and as a result, she laughed.

Then, she was in a daze for a while. Her mind was full of fantasies about whether the fig tree in school could bear candy.

After a while, the night wind outside the window made her feel cold. She came back to her senses and hurriedly put on her home clothes.

Outside the door, there seemed to be the sound of the key opening the door and her mother calling out to her. Her father was back, and it was time to eat.

The family of three sat at the dining table. Her mother happily placed the seasoning dish in the middle of the three.

Therefore, in the silent and narrow dining room, other than the sound of noodles being eaten, there was only the warm white steam with the fragrance of noodles in the air. The soft yellow light shrouded everyone, and also shrouded the somewhat worn-out but clean tables and chairs.

But such a calm and warm atmosphere was broken by a voice.

"Kanai, I heard from your mother that you lost the key again?

This is already the third time this month. What's going on?! "

The girl's father, Yousuke Fanping, was an ordinary police clerk like his name. At this time, his tired face showed a trace of reproach.

His serious gray eyes looked at Kanai through the lens. This was the moment that made her most nervous.

The thin girl lowered her head in a panic and stared at her bowl of noodles. The next second, she was in a daze.

The swirling soup made the coriander leaves float up and down, just like the books and notebooks that were thrown into the pool.

Her bag had been roughly turned over and thrown to the side. It was soaked in water.

She ran to pick up her bag and the books scattered on the water, leaving behind the buzzing of ridicule and discussion.

She tried hard to find the key to her house in the pool for a long time, but she couldn't find it. She should have hung it carefully on her bag.

"She has no personality. Why is a natural loser in our school?"

"Look at her dull face. She can't do anything well. It's strange that she's here."

"Yeah, isn't this the cradle of heroes?

She has no personality. Does she want to be a hero? "

"Hahahahaha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard. Hahahahaha."

"Hahahahaha."

"Hahahahaha."

"Kanai, Kanai!"

Her mother's soft voice called her attention back. She looked up and saw her mother's innocent smile.

"Dad is asking you something ~?"

After a short period of silence, Kanna suddenly spoke up, sounding like she was about to cry. "You have no personality."

"Dad, mom, does having no personality mean I'm a natural loser?"

"Can't I be a hero if I have no personality?"

"If that's the case, why did you send me to Yinghao Elementary to study? Don't the people there want to be heroes?

I can't be — "

"No. Kanai."

Yousuke Fanping seemed to understand his daughter's experience that she didn't want to talk about.

He softened his tone and touched his gray hair, which was similar to his own.

"Hero doesn't have a narrow meaning like 'a profession'.

The current media and the public are too focused on this meaning. They have forgotten the true meaning of hero. It was a meaning that existed before the Superman era. "

The girl raised her head in surprise. As a new generation born in the Superman era, she had no concept of the things that existed before the Superman era.

"Hero, since ancient times, has been a very broad concept. It is a spirit and quality that represents the ability to bravely face any difficulties and hardships. It also represents the ability to pass on optimism and happiness to others and lead them forward. Such a person can be called a hero."

Yousuke Fanping's gaze drifted away.

He couldn't help but think of himself.

Until now, he hadn't been able to become a real police officer. That was his dream since he was a teenager.

Now, he didn't even have a gun. It was the leader taking care of him who had no personality. But wasn't this also a cruel mockery?

… He, his wife, and their parents were the same. Because of their lack of personality, they had experienced too much injustice and suffering.

They were all struggling in the invisible barrier. They tried their best but still couldn't make their dreams come true.

And such a cruel struggle was soon his daughter's turn.

This knowledge undoubtedly made him suffer, but he took a deep breath and tried to adjust his facial muscles to show his daughter a warm enough smile.

Indeed.

This world was never fair.

What was more painful and despairing than becoming an alien, and an even weaker one at that?

But …

"The kind of hero that is called a profession is not something that everyone can do.

But a hero that belongs to a spirit and character. Everyone can do it.

After all, life is a battle, isn't it, Kanai? "

The girl's eyes widened. Her gaze, which was always distracted, was firmly fixed on her father's thin face with light dark circles. Her dark gray pupils shone with starlight.

"Me, your mother, your maternal grandparents, and your paternal grandparents all have no personality.

Indeed, people without personality are a minority in this world. Because of this, we will encounter more resistance and difficulties. But this is our battlefield, Kanai.

Therefore, we work hard to live with all our strength, create value, and help more people as much as we can. Aren't we the real heroes if we do that?

Kanai? "

Looking at the warm smile on her father's face, Kanna Tomosuke suddenly recalled the smile on her wrinkled face when her father helped the granny cross the road. She also remembered the holiday cards with flowers and hearts drawn on them sent by the poor children he sponsored.

She also remembered her father's slightly pale but happy and lively face after he donated blood.

He smiled and said to her, "Kanai, this bag of blood may be able to save a person's life!"

There were many, many more … Ah.

She suddenly understood that people without personality could also do a lot of things. They also had the strength to help people in need. They could also become heroes, even if it was not a profession.

That's good … This is already very good, Kanna Tomosuke thought with great relief.

"Yes!" She nodded happily, showing her small canine teeth again.

"I understand!

Dad is a hero, Mom is a hero, I can also be a hero!

I also want to be a real hero! "She announced loudly with a young voice.

"Hahaha, that's great, Kanai." Her mother clapped softly. "Little hero, Kanai!

Good luck! "

"Do you want to go to the orphanage with me this weekend?

The people there are also heroes! "Yousuke Fanping patted her daughter's shoulder and said with a smile.

Kanai nodded.

The girl's body was still thin, but the pain between her eyebrows seemed to have faded. A bright hope appeared, giving her the strength to face reality.

She firmly believed that she could also become a hero.