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This reaction was natural because he never thought that he would meet Prunus again, and the location was Xiong Ying, a prestigious high school that specialized in training heroes.
Even.
Now, she had actually become his junior.
Bombardment Scorch supported his chin and casually tapped the textbook for the hero course on the table with a ballpoint pen.
On the surface, he pretended to listen carefully to Teacher Aizawa's words, but in fact, he was thinking about her.
... He remembered.
He and she had known each other since kindergarten.
When he was three years old, he enrolled in a kindergarten that was some distance away from his home. It was an aristocratic kindergarten, and the students who enrolled were either rich or noble.
Prunus's family was no exception. Both her parents were professional heroes.
Whether it was in the media or in the hero world, they were not famous. Her parents had even worked with her father's law firm several times.
At that time, she was the same as now.
She had a light apricot-colored shoulder-length bob, a pair of round, clear eyes on her fair face.
She always liked to wear a white wool coat over her school uniform jacket. It could be said that she was dressed exactly the same as she was in the cafeteria just now.
But of course.
This kind of ordinary thing was not enough for him to pay attention to her.
What really made him remember her was her particularly slow and confused personality. At that time, he always thought that Prunus was a perfect contrast to her hero parents. Her father was a hero who could control water, and her mother was a hero who could turn her body into smoke.
They could quickly save the victims at the scene of a disaster.
They were famous in the industry for their speed and coordination.
But Prunus was different.
She was very confused, and she could never catch up with everyone's progress in her studies. Everyone could recite the English alphabet at the age of three, but she could still pronounce it wrongly at the age of six. She even wrote b as d, p as q, and Q as O. For this reason, the kindergarten teacher even pulled her out of the crowd several times and forced her to recite the order of the English alphabet in front of the class. But no matter how many times she recited it, she still had the talent to get the answers wrong.
In Prunus, she only knew how to write her name when she was five years old. Naturally, she only became proficient in writing Chinese characters when she was six years old.
Normally, kindergarten students would be able to use hiragana to write a diary when they were six years old. However, when she was six years old, she could still write Japanese characters in reverse. No one could understand her diary, and even when the kindergarten teacher asked her to read it aloud … she would still mispronounce what she had written.
Everyone could read picture books by themselves at the age of five, but she could only sit next to her friends and let them read it to her. If she had a picture book, she had to point at it with her fingers and read it one by one. Otherwise, she would not be able to read it.
But her behavior was particularly impressive. Bombardment Scorch remembered that when they were three years old, they had physical education classes that allowed everyone to exercise their bodies. But whether it was running, throwing balloons, or walking, Prunus still had the ability to fall and walk sideways. She even tripped over the obstacles set by the teacher.
As for the personality that everyone awakened when they were about three to four years old, she did not awaken it.
To put it simply, when he could easily hold a fire in his left hand and a piece of ice in his right hand, Prunus was still learning how to write her name. She would stick her innocent face on the exercise book and copy her name over and over again, seriously and persistently memorizing the way to write her name.
Thanks to this, she was gradually ostracized by the other children in the class who had awakened their personalities. They directly called her "idiot", "slow"... As for those who were more mature and self-centered, they would even knock her head from time to time and ask her in a mocking tone, "Have you learned how to write your name today?"
In response, she would always be angry and puff up her mouth, "I am trying to learn!"
... Well, he knew that she was indeed trying to learn, because every time he looked in her direction, she would be holding her little exercise book as punishment or pestering her friends to read her picture books.
But in the eyes of Bombardment Scorch, it was useless. Because he knew that no matter how much she copied that day, she would still forget half of it the next day.
She did not make any progress in her studies, and even became nearsighted because of this study habit. She had to wear thick glasses at a young age, and she was laughed at by her classmates for a while.
"... Little Bombardment Scorch, you have such a strong personality!"
He remembered that at that time, she would occasionally say such things to him, who was the center of the class.
In response, Bombardment Scorch did not respond to her, but in his heart, he complained without any malice, "Why don't you say that you are too far behind?"
...
But even so, Prunus had always been clamoring to be a hero like her parents.
... In fact, he had to admit that when Prunus Almond expressed her wish of "I want to be a hero like my parents" to all her classmates at the kindergarten graduation ceremony, everyone in the class laughed, including him. He remembered that he had a very skeptical expression at that time.
Until the age of six, she had not awakened her personality, and she could even fall when throwing a ball. Was it really possible for her to become a hero?
At least, he could not imagine such a future.
In the class, the children with excellent personalities, and the children with excellent reflexes who did not have excellent personalities, he saw that they would all become heroes in the future. But when the spotlight fell on Prunus, he could not find any possibility of her shining.
But it was also on that day that he had a new impression of Prunus Almond.
On that day, Bombardment Scorch would never forget the scene on the graduation stage.
He happened to be standing next to her that day. After she expressed her wish, he heard the mocking laughter of her classmates, the sympathetic remarks of the parents, and the helpless sighs of the tutor. Not to mention the girl next to him. She was just an idiot who did not know how to read and write, but she was not deaf. The adults said "poor girl", and the classmates said "impossible"... She definitely understood.
After that, he did not know how much time had passed, and how many people had expressed their wishes for the future. After the public opinion about her gradually dissipated, the young Bombardment Scorch dared to carefully look at the girl next to him, who was under the spotlight. Then, he was surprised by the expression on her face.
At that moment, her eyes were red, and tears were swirling behind her thick glasses. But even so, she clenched her fists hard, bit her lower lip, and forced herself to smile at the parents and classmates who were attending the graduation ceremony.
Bombardment Scorch thought that on this stage where the spotlight was focused on, no one would be able to see the unwilling tears hidden behind the thick glasses of the girl. And she did not want everyone to see her unwillingness, so she clenched her fists so hard that they were trembling.
Then he thought about it again. It seemed that during the three years he had been in this kindergarten, he had never seen this girl cry. Whether it was when she was called out by the teacher to recite the English alphabet, when she fell on the basketball court, or when she was poked in the forehead by her classmates, she did not show any signs of crying. Instead, she smiled softly.
Yes, if he thought about it carefully, perhaps when all these things happened to him, he would have cried in front of everyone. But Prunus endured it for so long.
How could she not be unwilling?
How could she not feel hurt?
It was just that she had hidden those feelings — and he was the one who happened to see the truth.
"You, you're really a powerful fellow —"
Noticing this, the young Hong Jiao Leng had already forgotten that she was on the graduation platform. She directly expressed her thoughts to the white apricot tree in front of the entire school.
"Eh?"
His sudden reaction startled Prunus. Her tears were instantly scared back by his abruptness. She blinked her wet eyes and looked at him innocently. "What did you just say?"
"… Ah?
No, nothing! "
Bombardment Scorch's face was embarrassed, and his ears suddenly turned red. What did he do just now?
Why did he suddenly talk to this person?
They had been in the same class for three years, and he had never taken the initiative to say a word to her.
When he went back, he must not let his mother play the commemorative video of the graduation ceremony. Otherwise, he would definitely see how he talked to her in front of everyone. But in fact, what made him even more depressed was that the moment when Prunus turned around happened to be the moment when they took a group photo.
In short, the moment when the two of them separated from the formation and looked at each other, the school pressed the shutter and took this moment into the school's official graduation photo. It became a commemorative photo that every graduate had at home.
"Oh, Bombardment Scorch, why didn't you look at the camera at that time?"
He vaguely remembered the expression on his mother's face when she received the photo a month later. At that time, Bombardment Scorch anxiously snatched the photo and stared blankly at that embarrassing moment.
There was probably nothing worse than a moment of regret being taken forever and then sent to everyone's home.
Bombardment Scorch, who was only six years old at that time, painfully covered his cheek. He did not expect that his important graduation photo would be destroyed by Prunus.
After that, he didn't mention how his childhood friends had called him with the picture and laughed at him, and how his mother had framed the picture despite his objections.
More importantly, in that season of cherry blossoms, he became a new student in a famous elementary school in the district.
And that slow-tempered classmate actually became his deskmate.
Bombardment Scorch: … Hello.
Prunus Almond did not know why, but she smiled a little awkwardly: … Little Bombardment Scorch, we haven't seen each other for a holiday.
Bombardment Scorch's eyes were a little tired: … Ah, yes.
…
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"Bang King?" Dehisa tilted her head and waved her hand in front of him: "Are you okay?"
— Boom, he kept disconnecting, and his eyes were blurred.
"Dehisa, you won't be able to wake him up like this!"
Feng Da, who came out of nowhere, smacked the back of Dehisa's head with a look of disdain. Then he took out the Sticky Grapes and climbed onto Boom's body. He leaned on Boom's shoulder and blew at him ambiguously, saying very sneakily: "I saw. Yo. Boom. Just now, you and Prunus …"
"… Oh." Hearing Prunus's name, Boom's body stiffened, and he instantly came back to his senses.
Then, he did not control his body temperature at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the left side of his body suddenly burst into flames.
Feng Da felt a sharp pain in his butt and jumped off Boom's body screaming: "It hurts!
It hurts!
It hurts! It hurts! "
Shangming: Feng Da, what did you do this time?
Boom: … Sorry, I was distracted.
Feng Da cried: Boom, I want you to leave the group!!!!
Boom: … Impossible.
Feng Da cried even louder: Then I'll leave the sports festival …!
Dehisa and Boom calmly watched Feng Da run away with his butt naked, and then they turned around without saying anything — they would run back after a while anyway.
Compared to Feng Da, Dehisa was more concerned about Boom's situation, so she asked him with a smile: "Bang King, just now I heard Prunus …"
Before she finished speaking, the fire and ice on Boom's body uncontrollably ran out again, and Boom's eyes blurred again.
Dehisa: … What the hell is this state where he goes berserk as soon as his name is mentioned?