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Dorm 1-A.
After the Sports Festival, they went through the workplace experience and final exams together.
The brats in Class 1-A were obviously much closer to each other.
On weekdays, there were more people coming back to the dorm than before.
"… So you took advantage of the situation and asked Senior Hong out?
Hahaha, you're really something, Almond -chan — "After a day of homework,
The girls who had freshened up went to the shared area on the first floor of the dorm to chat.
When Chiku heard from Uchikai that Prunus asked Senior Hong out in the meeting room without saying anything, she couldn't stop laughing.
"… Of course?" Prunus blinked.
She clenched her fists and said seriously, "Let me tell you.
The Hero Arena Tournament that happens once every four years is really exciting!
I have to be close to all the tournaments every year!
I also dream of going to the tournament! "
"Almond -chan, that's not what Chiku was talking about. She was talking about how you were able to ask a second-year senior out to play." Uchikai said submissively.
Prunus blinked. She didn't understand. "What's the problem?"
"The problem is big … Father is the number one hero, even though he has a scar on his face.
Senior is also recognized as the most handsome guy in the second year. His ability and grades are also first-class … You, a first-year junior, actually went out with him alone, that's amazing! "The cheerful Chiku laughed happily.
Prunus suddenly understood. She calmly waved her hand. "So you're talking about this … It's okay, I've known little Jiao … Bang King since we were young.
There's nothing between us ~ "
"Is that really the case …" Sha Yuzi tilted his head, and the scene of Bai Jian's invitation, as well as the suspicious blush on Senior Hong's face and the dizzy look in his eyes, surfaced in his mind. "I don't think so."
"We're just friends ~" Idiot Bai Jian smiled and raised a flag.
An Qiu, who had been reading a magazine on the side and was dragged out by Prunus for a chat, glanced at Prunus calmly and sighed in her heart.
If one were to say that Senior Hong was a natural airhead,
Then the Prunus here must be a disaster-level natural airhead.
Perhaps before Prunus understood what the senior was thinking, the senior would have already become a Buddha.
Amitabha, Senior is really pitiful no matter how I think about it.
Just let her burn a stick of incense for Senior here.
Since senior is destined to become a Buddha,
In that case, she would … give Senior Maitreya some benefits.
An Qiu blinked.
After lamenting about his kindness,
She closed the manga magazine in her hand and looked at Prunus, "So … what are you going to wear tomorrow?"
Prunus blinked and replied quickly, "Just the usual …"
"Rejected."
"No."
"That definitely won't do."
The girls in the shared living room said in unison.
Prunus: … Meow, meow, meow?
I haven't even said anything yet.
An Qiu: "It must be a T-shirt and denim shorts."
Prunus nodded.
An Qiu: "Rejected."
Chiku: "It must be sports shoes."
Prunus nodded.
Chiku: "No."
Uchikai: "It must be a plain face."
Prunus nodded.
Uchikai: "That definitely won't do."
Prunus _ (: з 」 ∠) _ felt wronged.
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Just like that, on the opening day of the Hero Arena Tournament, Prunus was like this —
Her shoulder-length almond-white short hair was tied into two cute braids. Unlike the casual clothes she was used to, she was wearing a white knee-length dress with lace. Paired with her favorite thin sweater jacket, sling bag, and stiletto shoes, she looked like a cute high school girl.
He was a little dazed. He thought that Prunus would definitely come out in casual clothes. He was wearing a T-shirt and khaki shorts. He didn't expect that … she would dress up …
This contrast was really cute.
Hong looked at her in a daze, feeling as if he had won the lottery. Pink bubbles floated behind him.
"… Ah!"
Prunus, who was jogging to the gathering point with flowers, reacted and broke down again. "Chiku -chan tricked me!"
Boom! He paused for a moment and recovered from the state of floating bubbles. "What's wrong?"
"… They said that you definitely know how to dress up, so they forced me to wear this. They said that boys and girls should respect each other when they go out … What did they mean? I said that I definitely don't know how to dress up. If I had known, I wouldn't have listened to them." Prunus pouted and complained.
Hong: Crack — (the sound of a knife being stabbed in the chest)
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"… I told you that you can't wear a dress to watch a competition!"
Bai Jian was still pouting and complaining. She felt that she was the only one who had dressed up seriously, and the feeling of betrayal was even greater. However, she would never blame Hong, who didn't know anything, so she had to point the finger at the three girls in the dormitory.
When Hong saw her pouting and complaining in her little cute clothes, he felt that she was even cuter. He nervously turned his head away and did not look at her.
"Is there still time?
I'll go back and change into the normal one … "
Bai Jian cried and took out her phone, intending to walk back to the school dormitory. After all, she had an appointment with Hong earlier than usual, so she could probably … But, before she could turn her whole body back to the school dormitory, she felt a tight grip on her wrist. Someone had grabbed it.
She turned her head back and met Hong's awkward and tangled expression.
"Little Bombardment Scorch?" Prunus tilted her head.
"… Don't change it." She subconsciously grabbed Bai Jian's hand. Her greenish-gray eyes looked away with a conflicted expression, and she whispered, "Just wear it like this."
"But …" Prunus looked hesitant.
"I think you look good in this." Hong shot her a straight shot.
Prunus's face instantly turned red. She looked at Hong blankly.
As for Hong, he looked at her awkwardly for a moment and regretted it instantly. Maybe Prunus really felt uncomfortable?
He must be feeling too good about himself for asking her like this.
… Looking at her expression now, it was obvious that she was troubled.
(BU-SHI)
Therefore, Bombardment Scorch, who felt that he was being rude, immediately changed his words. He blushed and said, "No … Forget what I said. If you want to go back and change, you can go. We made an appointment early …"
"… Uh, no, I'll wear this!"
Prunus's little heart was beating faster and faster. She interrupted him with a red face. Since Little Bombardment Scorch said that her clothes were good, she would wear it like this!
— No one had ever praised her like this before.
Although she usually didn't care about this kind of appearance, she was really happy to be praised by Hong.
Prunus lowered her head shyly.
"Is it really okay?" Hong widened his eyes. He was afraid that he would make things difficult for her.
"… Yes, it's okay!"
Prunus blushed and nodded vigorously. When she saw Hong's confused expression and eyes, she anxiously looked away and casually lied, "Ah, the bus is coming. Let's go, Little Bombardment Scorch!"
She even pulled Hong's clothes and forced him to run away from the school gate.
— — Wearing, wearing cute clothes … That's great! '
Speaking of which, she shouldn't say that she wouldn't be nervous on a date …
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The journey to the competition venue was very long.
According to the plan, Hong and Prunus had to take the bus to the subway station first, then transfer to the subway station to the competition venue. After that, they would take about half an hour to take a direct bus to the venue specially built for the competition. The bus journey added up to about two hours, which was enough time to go back and forth from Osaka to Kyoto.
Apart from that, because the Hero Arena Tournament was a global event that everyone was eager to attend, there were naturally many people who arrived early just like Zhang Heng and his friends.
Therefore, whether it was the subway or the direct bus, there were many people.
"So many people …" Prunus finally got off the subway. Looking at the long line of people waiting for the direct bus, she felt dizzy again.
"Are you okay?"
With so many people, Hong consciously stood on the side of the surging crowd, so as to avoid the passers-by bumping into the small Bai Jian.
"Yep, yep. Once I think about going to the competition, it doesn't matter how hard it is," Bai Jian explained stupidly. Once again, he wagged his tail obsequiously. "I'm so sorry for forcing you to come with me … No, speaking of which, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been able to come. So, Little Jiao Jue, you're a great deity to me now!"
Prunus flattered him directly. Hong looked at her and smiled helplessly, "It's okay. Speaking of which … you really want to watch the competition.
I'm a bit surprised. "
"Yes, yes. Although I want to watch the competition every year, I especially want to go this year —"
Prunus blinked and suddenly said in a low voice, "After all, I heard that … the Vine Maniac, a disaster relief hero, was invited to the competition this year!
He's usually introverted, so no one pays attention to him! "
She said in a low voice and jumped up and down happily — like a little fangirl who was about to meet her idol.
"That's the hero you admire?" Hong was a bit surprised. Why did Prunus have so many fans like Dehisa?
"Yes!" Prunus covered her red cheeks.
"Didn't you say that he's not famous?
How did you know him? "Hong looked at the excited little fangirl and asked seriously.
"Because …" Bai Jian opened her mouth to explain, but suddenly, she stopped herself from saying what she wanted to say and playfully said to Wink, "I'm not telling you."
Hong's expression froze — damn, why are you so naughty?
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After chatting with her for a while, she finally arrived at the venue with her.
"Oh, you're the son that Andwa mentioned to us before!
Over here, over here, you can sit in the special seats! "
When the ticketing staff saw the "tickets" that Hong handed over, he happily led Hong and Prunus to the VIP seats on the first floor near the venue.
Prunus and Hong looked at each other — damn, it's so advanced!
Prunus immediately became anxious. She carefully grabbed Hong's coat and asked with a panicked expression, "Little Bombardment Scorch, didn't you say that you didn't need to pay for the tickets, so it shouldn't be …"
Hong was a bit embarrassed. "I don't know. Dad probably did something unnecessary —" Really, he only said that he wanted ordinary seats. How conspicuous did he want him to be?
Thus, the two high school students were led to the special seats by the venue staff.
And it was the kind of seat where there were superheroes around —
Hong: awkward.jpg
Prunus: sitting on pins and needles.jpg
"Bombardment Scorch!
You're here! "
Just as Prunus was wondering if she should go to the restroom to calm her VIP nerves, a voice that made her want to apologize out of reflex was heard again.
— It was the voice of the person who made her fail and then return to the passing line!
Prunus instantly straightened her back and looked at the source of the voice, petrified.
Hong also looked awkwardly at his flaming father. He stood up and looked at the end of the auditorium — many media outlets were fighting to take pictures of him, and even a pageboy was following him with an anxious expression. "Mr. Andwa, you can't come out yet. You have to prepare for the ceremony —"
"I'm just here to talk to my complacent son!"
The flaming uncle exhaled hot smoke from his nostrils as he spoke righteously. He strode boldly to Hong's side. "Bombardment Scorch, you're finally interested in this kind of occasion, aren't you?
You're indeed my complacent son! "
Prunus: My complacent son lost.
Bombardment Scorch Himself: Please don't say it.
"Dad, I didn't say that I only want ordinary seats …"
"It's rare that you're interested. Of course, I have to let you watch from a closer position!" Andwa usually didn't listen to others properly.
"… I'm not particularly interested!" Hong, who was standing in front of his father, anxiously explained.
"If you're not interested, why did you specially ask me to get you a seat?
Bombardment Scorch, you're too dishonest … Oh, the little girl is here too. "
The little girl was stiffer than a rock. "… Hello, Mr. Andwa."
He hadn't seen the little girl for half a month. Andwa, who was more used to her wearing clothes other than the hero suit, looked at her with interest. Suddenly, he noticed something.
Eh, that's not right.
During the sports festival, the little girl had told the two children about the handsome Bombardment Scorch.
And the Bombardment Scorch baby had also interceded in front of him for this girl's workplace experience.
A while ago, the Bombardment Scorch baby had even taken the initiative to ask him for tickets to the game that he had always said he wasn't interested in …
And there were two tickets.
And the one who appeared here was the adorably dressed Shirley.
So, as expected, the Bombardment Scorch baby …
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— Is he still appreciating Shirley's performance?!
— Is that so?
As expected, the Bombardment Scorch baby isn't honest!
Andwa's eyes widened. After coming to a completely wrong conclusion, the flames in his body suddenly burned brighter because of his own wit.
The Bombardment Scorch little princess was speechless. He suddenly had an ominous feeling.
The little girl: Mr. Andwa?
Andwa thought to himself, … Since this is the child that the Bombardment Scorch baby appreciates, he must get to know this child well!
Although he was thinking in the wrong direction, Andwa, who gave Prunus a high evaluation in the workplace experience, was full of enthusiasm again.
Finally, he came to a conclusion. He suddenly reached out his hand to Prunus. "Little girl, next time, come to Hong's house for a …"
"— — Dad!!" Hong turned pale with fright and hurriedly interrupted his father's words.
Andwa: What's wrong?
Hong's face turned red. Dad, what are you trying to do?!
Andwa: I just want to know more about the child you admire.
Hong's face continued to turn red. … Why didn't you say so earlier?!
Andwa felt wronged. … You were the one who interrupted me.
The little girl and the nearby superheroes were speechless. They unknowingly started to eat popcorn.
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After sending away Andwa, who was here to cause trouble and act cute, Hong felt that his stamina had been completely depleted.
Prunus hugged the popcorn and looked at the handsome second-year boy who was slumped in the chair. She smiled and comforted him. "This time, it's Little Bombardment Scorch's turn to sit in the wrong position."
"Ah ah." Hong looked at the sky helplessly. "Let me die for a while."
"Hehe, you're just talking to Mr. Andwa. Do you have to be so tired?"
"… You don't understand." Fortunately, you don't understand. After all, the problem lies with you.
Hong glanced at Prunus resentfully.
Prunus: 0v0?
Hong: I'm so angry.
They continued to wait. Unknowingly, both the VIP seats and the audience seats were full. After a bald guy in a yellow cape and a handsome robot arm sat down beside Prunus, the opening ceremony began.
The opening ceremony was led by Andwa, who was now ranked number one and the new symbol of peace. He used his personality to light up the torches around the venue and ignite the competition.
"Wow, super cool. Janos, who's that guy?"
"Teacher, who's Andwa, the number one on the professional hero list?"
"Say, if I were to get a move like his, would my popularity rise?"
"Teacher, you're already very strong. Even if you don't do that, people will discover your strength."
The two men spoke in a calm but serious tone. Their voices were quite loud and Prunus heard every word of their conversation. Prunus looked over curiously.
"… I heard that today's competition will be divided into groups according to the abilities of the heroes, Janos.
Of course, I want to watch the competition of the gorgeous guy … Ah. "
The bald guy said as he crossed his arms and accidentally touched Prunus's arm.
"Sorry." The bald guy raised his hand to apologize to Prunus.
"… No, no, no, it's okay!"
Prunus shook her head hurriedly. She was the one who felt sorry. A mere high school student sitting in the VIP seats.
After apologizing, Prunus carefully looked at the bald guy next to her who was seriously watching the opening ceremony. From the way he spoke and his aura, he should be a famous person, but she could not call out his name …
Who was he?
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On the other hand, Saitama was also lost in thought.
She got two VIP seats for the "quadrennial superhero arena competition" from King. That was why she and Janos wanted to come all the way here to see the powerful heroes and learn how to increase their popularity.
But she felt that the heroes sitting next to her who were qualified to enter the VIP seats were not as strong as the auntie at the super discount meeting yesterday.
Especially the soft little girl next to him. She didn't look like a superhero.
Prunus: … Wait, I'm not taking the blame for this.
Or are all the heroes in this place the type that hides their strength deeply?
Saitama rubbed her chin and looked troubled.
Right, in case the friends sitting in front of the TV did not understand, she might as well explain it to them.
King was her hardcore gaming buddy. His daily hobby was girls' romance games and all kinds of video games.
And because his figure was seen five times in a row at the scene where Saitama killed the monsters, he was naturally judged as a super S-level hero and was pushed to a particularly high position by the public.
And the two tickets were naturally obtained by King from the founder of the event who respected him.
But because the opening day of the event coincided with the release day of the game "Doki Doki Warring States", he transferred the tickets to Saitama and Janos.
Hearing that the tickets were hard to come by, Saitama, who was eager to increase her popularity and was greedy for small gains, decided to attend.
— Well, but now it seemed that this competition was just like King's.
"… Janos, as expected, after seeing the competition schedule, I feel like going home." Saitama looked dispirited.
"Sensei, if you stay, you might see someone you can refer to."
"— Okay." He dug his nose. "That's right. After all, we spent money on the tickets."
Prunus, who had never met a human who looked down on the competition to this extent, was shocked. … Is there something wrong with the person next to Bombardment Scorch Sensei?
Boom: Don't make eye contact with him.
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