Chapter 162 Students and Teacher Appreciation Ceremony
In the spacious and bright room, there is a table and two chairs.
Fubuki sat on the chair in the middle, nervously looking at the man behind the desk who was examining him.
‘This is the president of the Hero Association, a strong man at the same level as my sister, and her aura is really extraordinary. What should I do, I'm so nervous? '
Aomori held her hero registration form, physical examination form, and ability test evaluation information in her hands, and looked at the royal sister-shaped beauty in front of her without blinking her eyes.
' is pretty big. ’ Aomori, who accidentally glanced at the measurement data, sighed inwardly.
Fubuki, who is 20 years old, has matured, and his appearance and figure are similar to those in Aomori's memory.
To be honest, Aomori had a bad impression of Fubuki when she first appeared in the original novel.
She has been living under the shadow of her sister Tornado, and she is extremely obsessed with the title of No. 1, so she occupies the position of No. 1 B-level hero. In order to keep this position, she single-handedly established the "Blowing Snow Gang". If newcomers don't join, they will be suppressed and humiliated. She regards the Heroes' Association as a vanity fair for gangsters.
Thanks to the fact that she is the daughter of Murata and his trumpet, a large number of close-ups made her popular, but how can Aomori be this kind of layman whose three views follow five senses, and has always sneered at Fubuki, a character who sells benefits.
The current Heroes Association is his Heroes Association, and no one is allowed to mess it up.
For the sake of Tornado, Aomori, as the president, has the obligation and responsibility to train a girl like Fubuki who has misunderstood her three views, and personally demonstrate what a real hero is.
"Is it Fubuki?"
"um, yes."
"As far as I know, you are Tornado's biological sister, right?" Aomori's eyes were deep, his hands were folded against his chin, his body leaned forward slightly, and secretly exerted pressure.
The first step is to use secrets to break through her disguise.
'Why? he will know ’ Fubuki turned pale with shock.
Obviously from the appearance and name, it is not possible to connect her with Tornado.
Even if they know they are sisters, few people think that they are younger sisters who look mature.
"Why would I know? It would be strange to say that I don't know. After all, I am the president of the Hero Association. There are very few things that happen in this world that I don't know."
‘Okay, what a scary man. '
Under his eyes that seemed to know everything, Fubuki felt that all his secrets had been seen through.
"Well, yes, I am Tornado's biological sister, and I didn't deliberately hide this." Fubuki tried hard to keep her expression unchanged.
"With such an outstanding sister as Long Juan, it must be difficult for you to live."
‘Not only is it not easy, it is almost out of breath. '
"It's nothing, my sister and I have a good relationship." Fubuki gritted her teeth.
"Really?" The corners of Aomori's mouth curled up, a half-smile, "So you don't have any idea of surpassing your sister?"
‘I don’t expect to be able to surpass my sister, I only hope that she can face me and respect my thoughts. '
"No, it is impossible for my sister to be surpassed."
"It is indeed difficult to surpass her, but with her awkward personality, it is even more difficult to get her approval than to surpass her."
"I know, that's why I was desperate and joined the Heroes' Association without telling her. I won't give up!" After finishing the sentence in one breath, Fubuki covered her mouth belatedly.
‘Oops, I accidentally said what was in my heart. '
"Very good, I like the way young people are aggressive." Aomori leaned back and said relaxedly: "Now, use your strongest moves to attack me, let me see if your strength is as good as Your thoughts match."
"Now? Here?" Fubuki asked, looking at the precious paintings hanging on the surrounding walls.
"That's right, don't worry, you don't have to pay for it if it breaks."
"This way I feel at ease."
Fubuki stood up, raised her hands horizontally, twisted her waist and raised her hips, her superpower burst out suddenly, and a spiral air flow suddenly rose in the closed room, spinning around her rapidly.
However, despite such a strong airflow, the paintings on the walls, the bricks and stones on the ground, and the paper and pens on the table not far away are all motionless and unaffected in the slightest.
'how so? '
Fuxue immediately remembered that a similar scene had appeared in front of her sister, and blurted out: "You also have superpowers?!"
And it has a lot of superpowers stronger than her.
"Did you see it? That's right, it's a superpower similar to yours, or telekinesis. Although it's not as powerful as the tornado, it's more than enough to deal with you."
"Tornado, Tornado, why do you open your mouth and shut your mouth like a dragon?! I don't deserve to have a name like Fubuki?!"
The mountains were undulating, Fubuki's eyes were full of tears, and he let out a yell, the super power broke out again, the speed of the airflow in the room increased sharply, and it swept towards Aomori.
"Definitely Kill Hell Lane!"
Facing Fubuki's angry blow, Aomori remained expressionless, and snapped his fingers lightly with his right hand, and the storm on his face turned into a gentle spring breeze, blowing his bangs on his forehead.
"My special skill, that's it" Aomori's figure in Fuxue's eyes suddenly enlarged, he stood up at some point, walked around the desk, and came in front of her, covering her entire field of vision with one palm like covering the sky.
With a muffled snort, the airflow defense layer that Fubuki had laid in front of him was like a thin film that could be broken with a single poke.
Aomori bent his other fingers, stretched out his index finger and tapped her smooth forehead lightly, pushed her back on the chair, and said, "You are already dead."
The second step is to instantly destroy her defense with unparalleled strength.
"Am I that weak? Is there such a big gap between me and my sister?" Fubuki bit her lip, with rainy pear blossoms and despair in her eyes.
"Much bigger than you think."
"Really?" Fuxue buried her head in her own safe haven and closed herself off.
"However, I think you have the hope of becoming someone that no one, including your sister, can ignore." Aomori put on a gentle tone.
"Is there really hope?"
"Of course, I'm the president of the Heroes' Association. If there is hope, there is hope."
That's right, the president of the majestic Heroes' Association won't have the time to deceive himself.
Fubuki suddenly had a light in her heart, she raised her head, looked at Aomori expectantly, and asked, "What should I do?"
"Come be my student." Aomori opened his arms, as if tolerant of everything: "With my teaching, even if the probability is as slim as 0.0001%, I can turn it into 1%."
"Only one percent?"
However, this made her more convinced and made her feel more at ease.
"Why do you want to help me?" Fuxue still had doubts in her heart.
Aomori said with a smile: "I like people who are self-improvement the most. What's more, do you need a reason to help others? Spontaneously helping all those in need, this is the first important quality that a hero must possess."
"Spontaneously help all those in need?" Fuxue repeated this sentence, gaining a deeper understanding of the hero.
To be honest, before she just wanted to follow in the footsteps of her sister Tornado, and then wanted to become a hero. Now, she has a real interest in the profession of hero, and her respect for Aomori has also increased a lot.
"So, what's your answer?"
"It is everyone's wish to be taught by President Aomori personally. Of course I am willing to be your student." Fubuki wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled again.
"President Aomori? Teacher."
"is teacher."
The third step is to establish a common front, gain trust, and achieve!
"You go back first, and I will give you a teacher's ceremony in two days." After Fubuki's mood stabilized and she couldn't see anything strange, Aomori asked her to go home first.
"OK, all right."
‘Appreciation Ceremony, I’m so looking forward to it! ’ Fubuki left happily.
Saitama passed her by, entered the room, saw the chair in the middle, nodded to Aomori, and sat down without thinking.
Finally saw the true face of Saitama-sensei, but Aomori's heart was extremely peaceful.
"Saitama?"
"Well, I am."
"My name is Aomori, and I'm the president of the Hero Association."
"Ok, I know."
"Huh? Didn't you call me to receive benefits? I'm the first in the ability test?" Saitama said while stroking his hair.
"Hmm? Hmm. About the same." Aomori couldn't help laughing, it was indeed Mr. Saitama in his memory, he was always upright, no wonder he couldn't find a job.
"But before that, you have to fight me." Aomori stood up, and took the initiative to walk in front of him.
Saitama also stood up and asked strangely, "Why?"
"Well, in order to better estimate your strength. If you perform better, the benefits will be doubled!"
Actually, when Aomori saw Saitama-sensei with a full head of hair, he had a whim and wanted to take this opportunity to beat him up and take a precious video. I am afraid that there will be no such opportunity in another year or a half.
"No problem!" Saitama's eyes sharpened immediately when he heard that the benefits had been doubled.
"You go first."
"Oh, good." Saitama heard from Glasses that the president of the Hero Association is the strongest human being in the world. Knowing that his three-legged cat kung fu is definitely far inferior to the opponent, he let go of his hands and feet and used it with all his strength.
Clenched fists with both hands in front of his chest, swaying from side to side, slid erratically in front of Aomori, and his fists shot out like bullets.
Aomori stretched out **** to block his fists one by one.
The fist didn't work, Saitama didn't feel discouraged, he stepped on the table suddenly, spun and jumped into the air, and then assisted by the ceiling, and rushed towards Aomori together with gravity.
Aomori grabbed his arm and swung it towards the floor, but his feet almost pinched his neck.
In this way, Saitama kept changing his tricks and attacked Aomori. Aomori only focused on defense, and stroked Saitama's hair from time to time.
About an hour later, Saitama fell to the ground exhausted, panting and waved his hands and said, "I can't do it, I'm so tired."
"Then let's call it a day."
During this hour, Aomori also figured out Saitama's bottom line.
At present, his strength should be slightly weaker than that of the prisoner, but in the real fight, there is no doubt that Saitama will win.
Saitama is worthy of being the representative of the actual combat faction. His talent, intuition and experience in combat are not comparable to ordinary people. He seems to be defeated, but he often has incredible coping methods. Coupled with his amazing endurance, he can only be said to be defeated. The weirdos he killed did not die unjustly.
Especially the first blood of Mr. Saitama, the crab monster with tiger-level strength died tragically at the hands of Saitama who had not yet started training. Aomori felt that the result would be the same a few times.
It's just that the back is invincible, all these combat skills have been discarded, and there is no need for these bells and whistles.
It should have only been a month since I started exercising, and I have grown from a difficult tiger-fighting level to a casual tiger-abusing level. This upgrade speed is like a rocket.
Next month, maybe you will be able to fight ghosts.
As expected of Teacher Saitama, Aomori sighed sincerely: "Your foundation is very solid, there is no need to waste time going to the place where heroes start. From now on, you are a B-level hero, and carry out your hero activities in Z City. "
"Oh, okay." Saitama didn't feel anything special about it.
"As for welfare"
"What are benefits?!" Saitama immediately stood up, looking lively.
"Do you want money or a house?"
‘Is this really the choice? Fortunately, I have already thought about it. '
"Of course it's money!" Saitama clenched his fists and said loudly: "I'm used to living in the house now, so it's troublesome to move suddenly. Money is different, improving life will be immediate!"
‘As long as you like it. '
Immediately, Aomori asked Saitama to go to the finance department to receive the bonus and his smartwatch.
Two days later.
Fubuki, who specially dressed up to look even more beautiful, happily came to the Heroes Association to find Aomori, and received a teacher apprenticeship ceremony from him.
"Dengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdengdeng! 'Super invincible plain but easy-to-use platinum armor'."
Fubuki's smile froze when Aomori unveiled the mysterious veil of apprentice ceremony.
"Teacher, it should be the kind that moves by itself, and then it is responsible for protecting me?"
"Of course not. You are the hero who protects others, not the one who needs to be protected. This armor is for you to wear. Don't worry, it is designed according to your body proportions. There will never be any inappropriate fit."
Thank you so much.
"Teacher, why?"
"Have you forgotten why you became my student? This is a tool specially made by the teacher to help you surpass the tornado."
"Rely on this thing?" Fubuki expressed doubts.
"You try it on."
"oh."
With the help of the auxiliary device, Fubuki easily put on the bright silver platinum armor.
"How does it feel?"
"Good weight!"
"That's right, this is its first feature, heavy!" Aomori explained, "You need to maintain the output of superpowers when you move, otherwise it's hard to afford it with your physical strength alone. This will exercise your superpowers. The ability to continuously output capabilities."
"Um!"
"Here, put on your helmet and have a look."
"Teacher, I can't see it. Am I wearing it wrong?" Fuyuki's voice was muffled when speaking through the helmet.
"That's right. That's its second feature, black! The helmet has no openings, it's fully sealed, and the breathing holes are in the rest of the armor. You need to use supernatural tentacles instead of eyes to observe the world. This will exercise you superhuman perception."
"Huh! Alright."
"As for the last feature, it is to use its unpretentious appearance to seal your disastrous appearance, so as not to waste time on these foreign things. I think you spent no less than half an hour on your makeup today. "
"Well, it's a woman's nature to love beauty, so it's no big deal if it's only been half an hour."
"Big mistake!" Aomori said with a serious expression, "Half an hour for makeup, half an hour for makeup removal, one hour a day, 30 hours a month, and 365 hours a year. These 365 hours are used for cultivation. Okay? Do you want to surpass your sister?"
Fuxue seemed to sigh, and said in resignation: "Yes!"
"Then do you have any questions?"
"No!"
"Starting tomorrow, you will wear this suit and report to the place where the hero started under the hero name of 'Iron Armored Warrior'. You will stay for a month. This is the first homework the teacher gave you."
"yes!"
After sending Fubuki away, Aomori came to the third floor of the Hero Building, where a secret laboratory was established.
The person in charge is Dr. Genos.
"Ginos, how does it feel to be here?"
"Pretty good." Dr. Genos in a white coat replied.
"Is there any progress on that meteorite?" Aomori was referring to the Yamadam spirit stone won by lottery, which was given to Dr. Genos for research, to see if he could recreate a transformation with less side effects props out.
"President, it took only 10 days to get that stone, how could it be so fast? Do you think this is an observation diary?" Dr. Genos said angrily.
"Okay, you keep working hard."
Aomori walked around and found nothing wrong, so he left the third floor and went down to the fourth floor.
The access authority here is only owned by him, and it is the most private place.
Tonight, he will enter the instance again here.
Before Aomori had reached level 20, a level 20 dungeon was opened.
This time, the entry is a new level 20 copy.
【Ding! Do you want to enter the level 20 dungeon immediately? 】
"yes!"
The familiar black hole appeared and swallowed him in.
At the moment Aomori disappeared, Blast, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly shook his body.
"There is another spatial fluctuation. No, I still can't find out where it is. Who has been using the power of space? Could it be a god?"
Blast looked at the void in front of him with a solemn expression.
(end of this chapter)