[My English] Uncle, I just want to be a salted fish

"Then...No. 21, Kurosawa Jin, it's your turn." Aizawa Yuta, who was wearing a bondage belt as a scarf, glanced around and finally found Kurosawa Jin who was thinking about something in a certain corner.

The dead fish eyes shrouded in clouds exuded a musty smell unique to cloudy days. Even Bakugo, who wanted to do the calculations after the test, subconsciously didn't want to go near there, only the smiling Midoriya Izuku was there What comforts.

"So, it's obviously different eyes, isn't it? Don't you think it's a pity that the personality is not some kind of evil king (beep——) eyes, but the personality is just controlling ice or something... The ability is ice plus indifference. This kind of setting of personality has long been outdated! Really, uncle, would I be mistaken, Xi Kexiu!! Blah, blah, blah..."

Trembling, Izuku Midoriya wanted to stretch out his good hand to pat Kurosawa Jin's shoulder. The moment his fingers touched Kurosawa Jin's shoulder, he immediately retracted because of the terrible resentment, and his comforting voice trembled a little. : "That... Kurosawa-san, Aizawa-sensei is calling you, it's your turn to take the test."

"Ahh, Sikexiu! Blah blah blah..."

Wearing the same style of dead fish eyes, Aizawa Shouta made several crosses on his head, striding towards Kurosawa Jin...

"boom!!"

"Ow!!"

Kurosawa Jin, with a big red and steaming bag on his head, stood in front of the white line with tears in his eyes, holding a shot put, listening to Mr. Aizawa's lecture.

"Listen well, this test is to understand the status and progress of your mastery of personality so far... But what you said, Kurosawa..." Aizawa-sensei, who made a few crosses on his head while talking, once again sternly He smashed the scoreboard on Kurosawa's head: "The shot put score in junior high school is two meters?! Just a perfect score?! Who are you kidding, you kid!!"

"Listen, Kurosawa. I'm talking about doing your best. Don't worry about using too much force. Bring out your strongest strength. This is where you learn to control your personality. It's not okay to be afraid of your own personality. .Here is Xiongying."

"!" Kurosawa stared blankly at the slovenly homeroom teacher with slightly widened eyes, and chuckled after a long time: "Ah, I got it—Mr. It’s possible, teacher, you can see clearly with your dead fish eyes! Uncle, I will definitely throw a score that makes you say ‘oh hoo’.”

The expression on Kurosawa Jin's face, who turned around to face the test line, was an excitement that he didn't even notice.

Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.hhhhhhhh. .

Aizawa Shouta breathed a sigh of relief, but he finally recovered from the bewitchment of the bewitched girl with full power just now: "Oh, that's right."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Kurosawa, who was accumulating strength, was suddenly screamed from behind, and the ball in his hand slipped accidentally, hitting his foot with a "stick" and rolling out.

Aizawa Shouta with an indifferent face: "Oh hoo."_

"..." Kurosawa, who was full of black air, made a standard gin grin, forcibly distorting the smile of a beautiful boy with a beautiful face into the appearance of an evil spirit.

Minoru Mineta, who was covering her mouth tightly, still roared indistinctly even when tears were almost falling out: "No, it's impossible, how could I feel that cute boys are cuter than girls just now?" !! Sure enough! It really is an illusion!!"

Frog Chui Meiyu: "But Zhenchan was really cute just now, gelu."

Green Valley Deku: "I...I also..."

Bakugo Katsuki: "Tsk...cut."

"..." Kurosawa Jin, who picked up the grapes, looked at Aizawa Shouta who had the same type of dead fish eyes with dead fish eyes, and said in a flat tone: "San San, uncle, I can use this thing instead of a softball ?"

Aizawa Shouta with the same flat tone: "No way."

"Tsk."

"Hey! Hey! Tsk! I heard it!" Minoro Mineta, who was struggling frantically, roared.

Kurosawa, who had hit Grape's head hard, threw Grape back to the ground and picked up the shot put again.

Compared to the other students who were laughing together, Hong Jiaodong and Baohao Keji shrank their pupils vigilantly.

Minoru Mineta, [personality] is super sticky, and this personality is manifested in his grape-like hair, so he can hit his head without being stuck, either has a protective personality, or No, it didn't touch his head at all.Hitting such a force without jumping to the head...

Seeing Minoru Mineta with a big swollen head, the two members of Class A couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

After knocking on Mineta Minori, Kurosawa Jin subconsciously cast a provocative look at Aizawa Xiaota, expressing that his personality is well controlled, and then immediately realized that he was extremely ashamed of his immature performance.

"Really, Uncle..." Kurosawa Jin, who took a step back, pushed the shot put out in a daze of embarrassment, "I won't pay for the construction damage!!!"

The howling wind tore through the calm air, and the invisible ripples shattered the glass of the simulated buildings on both sides; while the building facing the Kurosawa formation was pierced through a small black hole, and then burst apart like dominoes and the shot put that was the culprit was deeply embedded in the unique protective wall of this special gymnasium, leaving a deep hole and several black residues that still had heat.

"..."

There was a dead silence in the stadium, and it took a long time for anyone to break the eerie silence.

"Fake...it's fake..." Kirishima Eijiro swallowed with difficulty, with a trembling voice: "This kind of thing... such an attack would make it difficult for Orumite to come out!!! Is this guy a monster! !!?"

Kurosawa Jin, who still kept his original posture, gasped for air like a drowning person suddenly exposed to the air, and his right arm, which was frozen in mid-air, let out a slight "pop" sound, and hung down softly.

Tooth white... The potential has exploded too much, and the body can't bear it. Uncle, I will go to the infirmary to report later like the Green Valley boy... I always feel that medical treatment is scary.Tsk.

Originally, I thought that when I turned around, there was another expression of fear and panic. Unexpectedly, when I turned around with indifferent dead fish eyes, I was greeted by the excited and admiring eyes of the students.

"Kurosawa-san, you are too strong!"

"Wow, that feels super cool!"

"Beautiful work!!"

"Tch, I will definitely defeat you."

……

Well, how should I put it, this feeling is pretty good once in a while.

Infirmary.

Kurosawa, who was fortunate enough to become a "patient" with Izuku Midoriya, spit bubbles out of boredom.

But... Jin Kurosawa, who was leaning on the back of the hospital bed, couldn't help casting his eyes on Oulu, no, Toshinori Yagi, who was nagging and telling Midoriya Izuku; On the body of the dead fish-eyed teacher Aizawa Shota who was eating an apple and reading a book.

how to say?There is always an urge to sigh.

Oh, by the way, even Aizawa-sensei got a seat here because of Olumi...cough, Yagi-sensei.

"Ugh--"

Slightly raising his eyes, Aizawa Yuta rolled his eyes at Kurosawa Jin, who had just begun to sigh, his head collapsed mercilessly, and then he turned down a page of the book in his hand unhurriedly: "Don't be so young Senior Xue let out a long sigh."

"Hey, hey! What do you mean by being an adult, Mr. Fisheye!! Uncle, my mental age is far beyond that of a guy like you who pretends to be mature!!"

"Tch, it's just you little brat."

Just when Kurosawa Jin and Aizawa Shouta were about to start a debate on the topic of pretending to be mature, a golden head squeezed in.

Yagi Toshinori smiled shyly at Yagi Toshinori who had two pairs of dead fish eyes, took out something from his pocket and handed it to Kurosawa Jin, the white teeth on his thin face were astonishingly bright.

"Sorry, Kurosawa boy, this thing is too expensive, I can't accept it."

It was a delicate card with an angel painted on it, and it radiated warmth on the broad palm.

The golden pupils shrank slightly, and the blue-haired boy raised his head in disbelief: "You know you'll give it back to me?!?" Kurosawa Jin, who even missed calling himself "uncle me", twitched his lips twice and looked at Toshinori Yagi. The expression is extremely complicated.

"It is because I know that this thing may be very valuable that I will return it to you." Yagi Jundian stared at him firmly with his blue eyes.

"...Do you know what this thing does?" Kurosawa, who had completely lost his unreliable appearance, didn't give Oulummet a chance to speak, and said to himself: "This is something that can kill life even with just one breath. A miracle of salvation."

"It's the breath of an archangel."

The moment they heard the effect of the "breath of the archangel", Izuku Midoriya and Shouta Aizawa subconsciously looked in the direction of Olumat.The thin hero closed his eyes, remained silent for a while, and then spoke.