Nullification's personality wasn't strong, but it wasn't weak either.

In a sense, if such a personality was used properly, it would definitely be the nemesis of many strong personalities. It could play a surprising role in Hero activities.

However, a certain someone didn't even think about using his "personality" properly.

Worrying Student raised his eyebrows and saw Satakura, the last student to enter the class, with a pen in his mouth, looking at the textbook with a frown.

This class is about … conic curves?

The amount of calculation is not small, but it shouldn't be to this extent.

The top students were worried about their classmates. They knew that Xiong Ying's teaching content differed greatly from class to class. Every time they thought of this huge difference, their desire to be a hero became as anxious as a passerby struggling to walk in the wilderness.

He didn't reveal too much of his feelings.

At that time, the youth who wanted to be a hero didn't have anything extra in his heart. In accordance with the principle that people who walked different paths should not make plans together, he didn't want to have any unnecessary contact with most people.

There were many people with the same mentality in the normal subjects.

In the cafeteria, Satakura put curry into his mouth with a bitter face and complained to his childhood friend.

"Ah Ying, do you know!

After entering high school, the homework suddenly became very difficult!

I thought that entering Sunyoung was already the end, but I didn't expect that it was just the beginning … There are indeed a few people in our class who are super difficult to get along with, but it doesn't matter. Just like before, everyone will be harmonious in the end! "

Hotaru Imai picked up the bowl and drank a mouthful of miso soup. He looked at his childhood friend who had a vivid expression and thought to himself that the homework in high school was indeed difficult. After all, the support department started teaching finite element analysis in the first week, and the homework speed was as fast as a rocket.

And these classmates were actually able to keep up.

In the end, Hotaru Imai put down the bowl without batting an eyelid. "Idiot Satakura."

Hotaru Imai's lips curled up slightly when she saw the latter's face quickly fall.

Although it wasn't good to bully others, after all, only she could bully Satakura. This made the short-haired girl, who looked quite handsome and heroic, feel quite good.

This seemingly sincere and strange friendship had been maintained from elementary school to high school. Even if one was in Class C and the other was in Class G, there was no sign of it weakening.

After all, according to Mi Cheng, if the two letters were to be written by hand, there wouldn't be much of a difference between C and G.

How could there not be much difference?

Hotaru Imai thought about it and resisted the urge to complain.

When Oermatt joined the teaching team of Hero High School, he attracted a large number of reporters. One day, he even triggered the Hero High School's barrier, causing most of the students to think that the school must have been invaded, and they all rushed out to chase each other.

Class C was a relatively calm class, but they couldn't handle the large group of people outside who were shouting that the school was about to be invaded. Everyone, run as if it was the end of the world. Thus, Sakura Mimi packed her bag and planned to take the opportunity to slip away with the crowd.

Not to mention other things, she could skip one class.

Just as she took two steps out of the classroom, she heard a thud. A student who was flying in the sky fell to the ground with his face on the ground.

"… I'm sorry."

Satakura apologized sincerely.

His personality was the type that could not be seen or touched. There was no particularly obvious trigger mechanism, and it often caused the innocent people around him to suffer together with him. This man clearly had the personality that had been nullified and could fly. When he raised his head from the ground, his expression was abnormally incredulous.

"What's going on?

I won't fall from the sky after I'm in second grade! "

Worried, she looked back. Is your personality still an uncontrollable AOE attack?

Satakura's face was sad. She felt that she really couldn't explain it.

'There's nothing I can do. I'm also in despair.'

Not long after, the alarm was lifted. The so-called invasion of the school was nothing more than a large group of reporters swarming in.

With such a ruckus, it was impossible for the class to continue. Satakura calmly took out her collection of manga from her backpack, intending to find a place in the school to finish the rest of the chapters.

Then, he walked along the base of Xiongying's wall and found that there was a big hole in one part of the wall.

Oh my god, if I didn't remember wrongly, the Hero's Barrier is a wall with thick metal plates embedded inside, right?

This knowledge was forcibly instilled in her mind by Koimai, so there shouldn't be any mistakes.

She looked out of the hole and saw a thin guy standing crookedly, wearing strange clothes.

'Hero costume?'

Shika thought for a moment. She guessed that it was probably one of the Heroica students who slipped out of the school wearing their "strange clothes" — and their aesthetic standards were terrible. Who would let their combat suit be full of useless decorations?

'His chuunibyou syndrome hasn't subsided yet,' Satakura thought to herself.

Perhaps by this time next year, he would be crying and begging the Support Division to change the style of his combat suit because it was too embarrassing.

After a glance, Shika looked away. After all, it was rare for her to have a break, and manga was more important.

So, Satakura adjusted herself to a comfortable sitting position close to the wall and happily opened her new manga.

…

After a long time, Phyllostachys Amoena who was standing outside the door looked away.

He withdrew his gaze.

'Just a weak-looking small fry, there's nothing worthy of my attention.'

Rather than wasting time here, it would be more efficient to go back and think about how to kill Ormet.

After a short commotion, the class continued in the afternoon.

No one was willing to take on the most important role of the new class monitor. After everyone pushed the responsibility to each other, the homeroom teacher sighed and decided to draw lots.

"Who would want to do such a thankless task?"

The first student crossed his legs.

After someone stood out, dissatisfaction quickly spread in the classroom.

Everyone avoided the position of class monitor as if it was a huge bag of chores. There was a clear difference between this and the Heroes Section, who fought to be the class monitor, and the Support Section, who randomly picked the best student from each class.

"Sigh …"

As the homeroom teacher, Mr. Ming Hai couldn't help but sigh.

In the end, after looking around and confirming that no one was brave enough to take on the role of monitor, Satakura, who was sitting at the back of the classroom, raised her hand with trembling hands.

"Sensei … Um, if no one is willing, I can probably do it."

Shika blinked and looked a little hesitant. She was quite confident in managing children younger than her, but if it was someone of the same age …

"Understood, then it's you!"