After dinner?

Kōichi Murakami cleaned up the tableware and sat in the living room with his chin in his hand, watching the scenery of the back mountain on the projection.

Worrying Messenger was doing his homework in the living room. That's right, doing his homework.

Heroica also had homework, but?

Kōichi Murakami had already finished his homework during the lunch break or between classes. Thankfully, Xiong Ying left homework after every class instead of after school.

"Xin Cao Kun, if there's anything you don't know, you can ask me. I'll tell you everything I know."

Kōichi Murakami leisurely scrolled through the scenery on the screen next to him.

"No need."

Worrying Messenger secretly gritted his teeth. What was more infuriating than working hard on his homework while others leisurely watched from the side?!

They stayed together during lunch, lunch break, and afternoon break. She even finished her homework an hour before the class ended.

Heroica really couldn't be underestimated.

He was no longer distracted and seized the time to continue writing. The room quieted down, leaving only the rustling of the pen on the paper.

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Muramura Kōichi looked at the side of Worry About Others' face and was a little lost in thought. He unconsciously hummed his favorite song. Worry About Others made the tip of his pen slightly pause, but he didn't say anything and just continued to write silently.

The youth's slightly low voice hummed a soft and long melody with an indescribable gentleness. After listening for a while, Worrying Messenger only felt that the things in front of him were becoming more and more blurry. The pen in his hand suddenly became heavy, and sleepiness swept over him.

The pen rolled out of his hand, and the tune in his ear became softer and softer, becoming somewhat vague and attracting attention. He maintained his posture, and after listening for a while, the sound gradually became softer and softer, and suddenly woke up.

Too sleepy?

He thought with some confusion. Then he realized?

Kōichi Murakami was already lying on the table in a daze.

Thinking back carefully, that sudden feeling was more like being hypnotized. It could actually hypnotize me unconsciously.

He couldn't figure it out. His personality was also considered a spiritual type, so how could he be so easily influenced? He couldn't help but be attracted to it. He couldn't help but want to find out what kind of story was hidden behind this song.

He picked up the pen again. But, do I trust him that much?

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Kōichi Murakami blinked and saw that Worry Messenger had already tidied up the stationery on the table and was sitting on the side watching the screen.

"Xin Cao Kun, you're done so quickly?" He stretched. "I'm going to exercise now. Are you interested in taking a look?"

Worrywart said slowly, "It's been an hour. Let's not talk about training for now. Let's talk about hypnosis first."

"Hypnosis?"

Kōichi Murakami was a little confused. "Are you trying to hypnotize me? I have a very high resistance to it." He was worried about the person who did not speak. He just looked at him quietly with a faint smile.

Kōichi Murakami grabbed his phone and took a few photos. "Her smile is both evil and seductive. I didn't do anything just now. I was just standing here in a daze."

"Taking photos is prohibited.

Is your Mandarin really maxed out? "

Worry Messenger scratched his face. He thought that his appearance was ordinary. He had an evil smile and gloomy eyes that were not to be trifled with. But these were all?

In the eyes of the villagers, they were all points. Unfortunately, Worry Messenger's heart did not waver. He had heard similar words many times in just a few days.

At first, he was a little shy in his heart. But a person's ability to adapt was strong. He had successfully become immune to most of the words.

After all, the person who ate his face was purely looking at his face. There were no other emotions mixed in, which made him secretly heave a sigh of relief.

Precocious boys always knew a little more.

He roughly explained what had happened just now. Did he see it?

Kōichi Murakami lost his thinking expression. He rubbed his face and said seriously, "Sorry, Xin Cao Kun. I know the skill of hypnosis. I learned it because of a certain incident in the past. I didn't expect …"

He pondered for a while and said with a smile, "This song was originally a lullaby. Plus, I used a special rhythm. This is the first time I've encountered such a situation. I'll pay attention in the future."

The reason why he learned it in the past had disappeared in the storm. But it was too fast for hypnosis.

Would personality have any effect on this?

Worry Messenger could not deny it. He asked with interest, "Can you still hypnotize me like this? I don't believe what you're going to do next. Can you still hypnotize me in this situation?"

"Good question. I don't know either. This skill is currently prohibited on humans."

Kōichi Murakami made a cross. "We'll talk about it when I can control my behavior.

Xin Cao Kun, you understand that feeling.

Sometimes, I don't care about a piece of plasticine in my hand. It doesn't matter if it's damaged. "

Worry Messenger was slightly startled. "I understand." In a sense, they were the same kind. This was his self-discipline.

His eyebrows relaxed and there was a smile in his eyes. "Unexpectedly, I have a whole new level of respect for you."

"How low do you think I am in your heart?"

Kōichi Murakami was powerless. "Xin Cao Kun, I have a question. Why do you want to become a hero?"

"… There's no special reason. What about you?" He avoided the topic and threw it back at him.

"Becoming a hero is only a possibility for me. But I believe in my ability to become a professional hero."

Kōichi Murakami hugged his legs and shook his head. "No matter how small the possibility is, I'll try. This is a promise I've made."

He had denied the possibility of becoming a hero from the very beginning.

What did a professional hero mean?

Hero, Ormet's fanatical fan … His pupils shrank. Was he overestimating himself or was he indulging in fantasy?

Thinking about it carefully, wasn't that the case for him?

I really underestimated you. You're using Ormet's standards to ask for yourself.

How far can you go in such a situation?

He curled the corner of his mouth. "Then I'll have to work hard."

"Yeah, being a hero is so difficult.

But Xin Cao Kun, I think you have the possibility of becoming a hero. "

Do you know what you're talking about?

An inexplicable emotion rose from the depths of his heart. It made his heart ache, but more than that, he was in disbelief.

"After all, Xin Cao Kun is much stronger than me.

Xin Cao Kun has a strong personality, but Xin Cao Kun is stronger. That's great. "

I'm envied by others?

My personality is envied by others?

What kind of joke is this?

He wanted to laugh, but he also had the urge to question him loudly. In the end, he could only force his expression to remain unchanged. "… Is that so?"

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Kōichi Murakami tilted his head. Would it cause trouble for others if he directly expressed his thoughts in this situation?

He didn't know what he was worried about.

"But if Xin Cao Kun only relies on her personality, her ability is not enough."

Kōichi Murakami stood up and looked around the room. The lights were already on. He suddenly felt a little emotional. "Her weakness is very obvious. Have you thought about how to make up for it?"

He raised the iron plate that sealed the side of the room.

Outside the living room was his courtyard. Usually, he would go out and walk to the right. This time, he directly removed the iron plate, revealing the training equipment in the courtyard.

"This is where I usually do basic training and equipment testing. But most of the time, I'm over there." He pointed in the direction of the mountain on the other side.

"It's a wonderful feeling to run in the mountains. I'll take you there to try it when I have the chance."

Kōichi Murakami raised a 50-kilogram bracelet with one hand and shook it casually. "I can lift you up with one hand."

"…" Xin Cao quietly walked forward and tried to lift it up. He couldn't lift it up. He tried one by one, but all the bracelets didn't move at all.

"I've already pasted a note on it. You can give it a try."

Xin Cao pretended to be fine and leaned against the horizontal bar. "It's quite ordinary. It's not very suitable for me."

"Xin Cao Kun, I want to ask about your personality test results when you entered the school."

Xin Cao suspiciously moved his eyes, scratched his head, and spat out a terrible number.

He was a little angry. "So what? Isn't having a strong personality everything? No matter how hard you train, you can't be as strong as someone else's finger!"

Xin Cao regretted it after he said that. He was too impulsive. He kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything else.

"That makes sense. Have you tried it?"

Kōichi Murakami shrugged and didn't care. He hung on the horizontal bar and started to walk in circles. "Training may not allow you to destroy everything by moving your finger, but it at least gives you more possibilities."

"Xin Cao Kun, your personality needs to interact with others to be effective. You just need to make a sound to be effective. So, as long as you achieve this goal, it's fine."

"It's easy to say. My personality is 100% effective the first time I face an enemy. But after the first time, they will be prepared for the second time."

His voice was low. "I've tried it before. It took me a long time just to get the entry ticket to Xiong Ying. In the actual test, my enemy was a robot.

Isn't it funny? What can a personality like that do? "

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Kōichi Murakami stopped walking in circles and stood on the horizontal bar. "What do you think of me?"

"Not a very useful personality. You're also disobedient. You're timid and weak. That's not good, right?" Xin Cao looked at him nervously.

Kōichi Murakami stood on the horizontal bar and started to walk in circles with his eyes closed. He even had a smile on his face as he spoke.

"I thought so at first, but you're very strong." Xin Cao Kun didn't mince his words. "Come down first. There are mosquitoes here. Let's talk inside."

"No, Xin Cao Kun. I'm fine now."

Kōichi Murakami jumped down lightly and landed beside him. "I think Xin Cao Kun underestimated your potential."

Xin Cao Kun led him?

Kōichi Murakami sat in the corridor.

Kōichi Murakami habitually curled up into a ball and swayed around him. "You know my personality. In short, it allows me to realize my ideas faster."

"I want to be a hero.

For this, I started to make plans when I was very young and carried them out until now. Although a lot of messy things happened along the way and I didn't realize everything, haha. "He laughed self-deprecatingly and curled himself up a little tighter.

Xin Cao Kun looked at this person who was about the same height as him curled up into a small ball. He felt a little depressed and a little regretful. He secretly crossed out these words. I don't have the luxury to sympathize with others.

"So what if other people's personalities are strong? It has nothing to do with me. I can only control myself. This is my greatest weapon. Xin Cao Kun, don't underestimate yourself."

Kōichi Murakami emphasized that sentence again. "Do you want to try?"

Xin Cao Kun closed his eyes. The moonlight scattered on his face. He opened his eyes and looked straight at Murakami.

"What do you want?"