Blazing Huahuo, as the well-deserved celebrity of Yinghao Primary School's First Year Class B, had always enjoyed the attention and praise that her excellence brought her with a clear conscience.

"Good morning —"

"Good morning, Flaming Spark!"

"Chi … Blazing classmate!"

"Flaming Spark is also very beautiful today!"

"Why don't you show us the move you used yesterday again?

Flaming Spark's personality is amazing! "

"Good grades, good looks, and a strong personality — Ah, I'm so envious of Blazing classmate!"

…

Facing the enthusiastic greetings of her classmates, she just coolly nodded to the students around her and calmly walked through the corridor.

Her white fingers twirled the red hair she was proud of as she looked around at her classmates, like a queen inspecting her territory.

Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes swept around, taking in all the secrets that the boys thought were hidden.

Her delicate red lips unconsciously curled up, revealing a smug smile.

But when her eyes inadvertently fell on one person, her smile disappeared.

That person was playing with the eraser in her hand, seemingly immersed in her own world.

Everyone knew that Flaming Spark had come to class, but she didn't notice.

This person — — was an uninvited guest in her beautiful and perfect kingdom.

She was like a grey mouse, hiding in the dark corner of the classroom, appearing in his line of sight again and again, ignoring him.

No matter what Blazing Hua Huo did to her, she would just laugh without a care, heedless of her orders.

Humble and arrogant.

How can she be compared to me, who is destined to be above others!

She's just a person with no personality … How dare she ignore me!

How dare she!

Flaming Spark's chest was once again ignited with anger for no reason.

Just like before, she puffed out her chest and arrogantly walked to the seat of the "gray mouse".

"Hey, gray mouse … Hey!

Hey!

I'm talking to you!

Kanai! "

Flaming Spark was even more annoyed when she didn't get a reply immediately. She impatiently pulled the hair bun on the skinny girl's head.

The hair tie loosened under her rough tug, and one side of her hair fell down, looking furry.

"Huh?"

Kanna Tomosuke, who felt the pain, raised her head in a daze. She looked at the arrogant red-haired girl in front of her, and only then did she realize that her bun hair had been destroyed.

"Hahahahaha, you look so stupid, hahaha … The gray mouse is missing an ear, a gray mouse that's missing an ear, hahaha!" Flaming Spark laughed wantonly, causing the surrounding students to laugh as well.

"Gray rat?"

Kanai touches her hair slowly and imagines that her gray hair bun does look like a mouse's ear. Now that one of the bun is loose, does that mean that one of her ears has fallen off?

Thinking of this, Kanai inexplicably felt that this analogy was somewhat interesting. She actually laughed along, revealing two cute little canine teeth.

However, her smile made Blazing Huahuo unhappy.

"Idiot."

Her smile suddenly disappeared. Before she turned around and left, she raised her arm and "accidentally" bumped into Kanna Tomosuke's desk.

The raised corner of the desk caused the books and pencil erasers on the desk to fall to the ground.

"I really don't know how you still have the face to continue staying in Yinghao."

Seeing this, the surrounding students all fell silent. They silently watched Kanai's smile disappear. She didn't cry and just slowly got up to pick up the things on the ground.

After that, the crowd dispersed, and as if nothing had happened, they started laughing and playing again.

… After all, that was the target of Flaming Spark and her circle of celebrities. Who would dare to take the risk to touch her?

But Kanna Tomosuke was indeed an idiot.

So half a semester ended, and Kanai's elementary school life was still as usual.

But she still hadn't become the hero in her heart.

As for the reason, maybe it was because she hadn't accumulated enough courage, or she hadn't found an opportunity to ignite her courage … Who knows.

In the blink of an eye, it was the second half of the first grade semester.

Bombardment Scorch, the youngest son of the second-ranked hero, Andwar, should be as proud as his father. But now, he had his head down as the homeroom teacher led him to the front of the podium. He tried his best to suppress the urge to turn around and run away.

"I've already arranged it for you.

Emperor Elementary School is the school you should go to. I'll send you there tomorrow. "

His father's rude words were still in his ears.

But he didn't actually hate the school his mother chose for him.

Transferring schools wasn't his intention.

But that person's temper was as unreasonable as the flames on his body.

He arrogantly demanded and dominated everything. He never really cared about his and his gentle mother's opinions.

And after "that incident," he never saw his mother again.

He felt that the wound around his left eye that had already healed was starting to hurt again.

The homeroom teacher stood in front of the podium and loudly announced:

"Students!

The new semester has just begun, and we have a new student in our class. Now, let's have him introduce himself! "The students' curious eyes focused on him.

Kanna Tomosuke also saw him. She lowered her head, and her bangs covered her eyebrows.

She sat in the corner of the class, so she could only see his very special short hair, which was white on one side and red on the other.

Bombardment Scorch took a deep breath.

The fear of disobeying his father finally overcame the urge to run away.

"Hello everyone, my name is Bombardment Scorch. I'm looking forward to learning from you. That's all." Unlike his special hair color, his self-introduction was very proper.

As he spoke, he raised his head, revealing his delicate facial features and beautiful heterochromatic eyes.

But the deep red mark near his left eye was even more eye-catching. It was unknown whether it was a birthmark or a scar.

Noisy whispers came from below the podium.

"Students, please be quiet!" The homeroom teacher shouted to maintain order. The noise finally quieted down.

"Student Bombardment." She looked around the classroom and confirmed that there were still empty seats left.

"Would you like to sit over there?" She pointed her finger in the direction of the window.

"I'm sorry, that's the only empty seat left."

For some reason, the noise in the class became even louder.

Bombardment Scorch looked in the direction of her finger and happened to meet the eyes of a gray-haired girl.

She sat in the corner of the last row. Her big almond eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she looked a bit dazed.

Kanna Tomosuke felt the gaze of this new student.

She slightly sluggishly waved at him and smiled.

Looking at her cute expression and revealing small canine teeth, Bombardment Scorch inexplicably felt a bit more relaxed.

He noticed that there was an empty seat in front of Kanai, so he nodded to the homeroom teacher and walked over there.

"Hello!

My name is Kanna Tomosuke!

It's nice to meet you, please teach me! "When he put his bag on the table, he heard the girl behind him say this.

"Bombardment Scorch.

Nice to meet you. "So he politely turned around and said this.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the calculation paper that Kanna Tomosuke spread out on the table. His name was written in pencil on it: Bombardment Scorch.

Hmm?

He thought he might have seen wrong, so he couldn't help but take a second look.

"So-sorry!"

Seemingly aware of the other person's confusion, Kanai nervously covered the paper with her hand. Her fingers in a panic rubbed out a blurry gray color.

"I get distracted easily … So I can't remember things clearly. So I always write down what I want to remember on the paper a few times, so it's not easy to forget."

"Ah.

I see. "Bombardment Scorch casually replied.

In fact, he didn't really care about this kind of thing. He was just curious because it was the first time he saw someone do this.

After receiving an explanation, he didn't pursue the matter. He silently turned back to his seat and began to prepare the books for class.

"Okay, everyone take out your textbooks and get ready for class!" The homeroom teacher said.

In the classroom, everyone spontaneously quieted down.???

The sound of flipping through books sounded in the classroom.

"Please turn to the first unit —"

'Strange …' Kanna rested her chin on her hand as she absent-mindedly flipped open her book. She was thinking about her new classmate sitting right in front of her, as well as the indescribable strange feeling he gave her.

The feeling of Bombardment classmate … So depressing … So sad … Was it an illusion?

But even if she didn't talk to him, just by being so close to him, she could already feel this kind of sorrowful black gelatinous aura … Sure enough, this shouldn't be an illusion.

Then, how can I make him happier?

Kanna Tomosuke thought about it and unconsciously wrote this sentence on the page.

This should be one of the things a hero should do, right?

She thought.

"Kanna Tomosuke, Kanna Tomosuke!" The teacher's voice was a little flustered.

The students let out a low roar of laughter.

Kanna Tomosuke suddenly came back to her senses and jumped up from her seat like a spring.

"Yes, teacher!"

The teacher had a headache and pinched his forehead.

Kanna, this child … "Well, forget it — read the second verse." "Yes!" Seiji exclaimed.

The moment she picked up the book, she seemed to catch a glimpse of Bombardment classmate in front of her looking back at her.

He didn't show the familiar mocking expression, but the original haze in his heterochromatic eyes seemed to dissipate a little. Under the morning sun, there seemed to be fragments of light flickering.

Strange.

At the same time, Bombardment Scorch thought to himself.

Is this the personality of this person called Kanna Tomosuke?

Why do I suddenly feel a little more relaxed … It seems, it seems that being a transfer student here isn't as bad as I thought — perhaps, it's still worth looking forward to?