Hero Academia: My Personality Is The World

February 25th.

There is less than a week left before the official admission of Xiongying.

Just two days ago, the examination for general junior high school graduates has also ended, and they will officially enroll in three days.

Takesu speculates that nine out of ten times Midoriya Idehisa became the heir to ONE.FOR.ALL.

He had wanted to see if Midoriya Izuku could behave as he used to.

However, he received a notice from Olmet, claiming that outsiders were not allowed to watch the Xiongying exam, including escort students.

I had no choice but to give up.

“Anjun, the school uniform has been delivered.”

Eight million hundred had already skillfully opened the door of Wu’an’s room and delivered a gray school uniform that had just been delivered and packed in transparent bags.

“This more than a month is really going to suffocate me.”

Wu An took the school uniform from eight million hundred hands.

Originally, I had only one month left to avoid being targeted by Naomasa Tsukauchi and these policemen again.

Wu’an has had an extremely leisurely time during this time.

Especially under the premise of establishing such an inexplicable relationship with eight million hundreds.

But for a person who likes to pursue excitement and pleasure, trying to constantly push his limits.

Such a day passes for a while, let him live for a long time, it is absolutely unbearable.

Even the office worker who longs for a peaceful life like a plant can’t suppress the growth of his nails?

“Are there still the last three days? It’s really exciting. ”

Wu An threw his school uniform on the side of the sofa.

“Is An Jun looking forward to Xiongying? In fact, I am too, there are elites who stand out from the national examinees. ”

Eight million pairs of hands clasped together, with excited anticipation on their faces.

The corners of Wu An’s mouth turned up slightly, and he suddenly took her plain hand and leaned back.

The two fell on the sofa.

When Eight Million Hundred reacted, her lips had been taken away, and in the next second, a very familiar feeling passed into her mouth.

“Hmm-”

……

……

In a speakeasy.

One was wearing a bartender uniform, but his facial features and body power were a black and purple mist, revealing only a pair of slender golden eyes.

On the other side of the table, there is a young man whose face is covered by a palm and looks to be about 17 years old.

At this time, the TV behind the two people was suddenly turned on.

The twinkling snowflakes make it difficult to see who is on the TV.

After a while, a hoarse and deep voice came from the TV, “Hang, black fog, are you ready for Xiongying’s invasion plan?” ”

The dead-handled wooden crane twisted the transfer under him, faced the TV, and spread his hands: “Don’t worry, teacher, there is a brain that the teacher gave me, it will definitely be able to kill, that symbol of peace, Olmet!”

The voice of the dead-handled wooden hanger is also very hoarse, and with a hint of indescribable excitement.

The man who can’t see his true face on TV, the teacher who is dead-handled, and also Olmet’s nemesis, ALL. FOR. ONE said, “This is to kill Olmet, and it is also a plan to cultivate you, but in addition, I have a very concerned existence.”

“Huh?”

The dead-handled wooden crane let out a puzzled sound.

Black Mist spoke up: “What you are talking about is what Yi Rotten said, that student called ‘Wu’an’.”

“According to Yi Rot’s intelligence, he seems to have been targeted by the police recently, his activities have been suspended, and the line through which we can contact him has been interrupted.”

Black Mist said again.

ALL. FOR. ONE’s tone carried a hint of expectation, “Although he is a heroic person, he actually uses such an extreme method to pursue strength, hehe…”

“I have some interest in this little ghost, after the action starts, black fog, you pay attention to the performance of that little ghost.”

Speaking of the back, ALL. FOR. ONE couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The dead-handled wooden crane reached out and grabbed his neck, trying to dig out all the meat, and said unconvinced: “That’s just a madman who simply pursues strength and doesn’t have any ideals, right?”

“Madmen are also very terrible, dead handles.”

ALL. FOR. ONE taught, “But what you have to learn is that anyone can master it, and when you learn that, you can grow further.”

“…… Be. ”

Although there is still a little confusion and dissatisfaction in his heart, the dead-handled wooden crane has always unconditionally obeyed ALL.FOR.ONE’s words.

“Hehe, if one day, Olmet takes the heavy hero candidate and stands in the ‘hero’s pair, what kind of mood will he have? Huh

WITH THAT SAID, ALL. FOR. ONE couldn’t help but laugh again, even a little crazy.

That’s it, as long as it makes Olmet despair, he will be happy to do it.

BUT AT THE SAME TIME, THIS IS ONE OF THE REASONS WHY WU AN EXTREMELY DESPISES ALL.FOR.ONE.

The so-called hatred is only for a person, and your pattern is only to this extent.

Both as a “hero” and as an “enemy”.