Lava Explosion in My Hero Academia

Soon, the time came to the day of the workplace internship.

"Have you brought your combat uniforms?"

"Normally, you can't wear combat uniforms in public anymore. Be careful not to lose them."

Under the leadership of Mr. Aizawa, the classmates arrived at the station after taking on their combat uniforms.

Since the places chosen by everyone are distributed all over the country, they will also be here separately and rush to their respective destinations.

"In addition, you must be polite with professional Hero(es)! Let's go!"

"Iida, if you really have any trouble, you must tell me." After Aizawa-sensei announced the dismissal, he left alone, and Midoriya Izuku also stopped the fan who was about to turn around. field.

After that, Green Valley also received the invitation of the professional Hero(es) to "Twenty-Three", and he was also the original head teacher of All Might and the partner of the seventh owner of [ONEFORALL], so he is now standing with excitement. it's here.

But he was very worried about Iida. Although he always smiled in front of people, Midori could see the deep hatred in his eyes.

And obviously there is a better place to go. This time Iida chose a small office in Hosu City. It happened that a few days ago, the news also reported that the Hero(es) assassin was found in Hosu City. There is no connection between the people, and they don't believe in killing Lugu.

"Well, I will, are we friends?"

Hearing his friend's concern, Iida also turned his head and gave a bright smile, but when he turned around again, his expression was instantly darkened.

"I didn't expect you to go to your father's office, boom."

On the tram, I was too idle, chatting with the people around me.

Sitting next to Masata was shockingly loud. In the end, he chose his father's invitation to go to Endeavor Office for an internship.

"After the sports festival, I visited my mother and confirmed something from her.

Obviously he was a lot more cheerful than before, looking at his hands.

"From her mouth, I learned that my father has never forgotten his family. Maybe there are other reasons that led to his practice for so many years."

"So this time I want to see him at work and look forward to the answer."

A harmonious family is really important. . . It's better to own home!

Listening to the twists and turns of the story, Zheng is too emotional. Although there will be minor conflicts in his own family, most of the time is full of laughter.

"Let me say, your dad just doesn't express his feelings!"

"What do you mean?" Suddenly heard Masata's sentence, he turned his head and asked.

Changed to a comfortable sitting position, squeezed his chin too much, "Actually, your dad called me during the sports festival. At that time, I thought I was a very approachable uncle. Maybe he wanted to surpass All Might. His obsession is too deep, so I ignored your feelings."

Endeavor's office is in Tokyo, so the two of them soon arrived.

"Wow, it's Endeavor, this office is really magnificent!"

Looking up at a building towering into the sky, I sighed too exaggeratedly. The professional Hero(es) is indeed rich. The size of the Hero(es) office is better than that of a chain company.

Obviously, Endeavor had also said hello beforehand, and the two walked into the elevator in the awe of the front desk.

The place where Zhengma and them are going now is Endeavor's private office, which is located on the top floor of the building. When they came to the office door, they rushed forward and knocked on the door.

"come in."

A deep magnetic voice came out from inside, and then the figure of Endeavor sitting on the sofa appeared in front of the two of them.

Even in the office area, the flame on Endeavor's beard did not go out, which is also a sign of his toughness.

"Welcome to the world of professional hero(es). These are the jobs you need to do in the next week. Take a closer look."

Seeing his son appear here, Endeavor's face was obviously lightened a lot, but his words were still pitiful. He patted a stack of paper on the coffee table, apparently beckoning the two to take it for themselves.

"Let me see, the first morning I sorted out the papers, and the streets patrolled in the afternoon; the next day I started free travel."

Looking at the empty two lines of the schedule, I was a little confused. This is different from what I thought. What the hell is the free schedule?

Seeing the stiff expression on Masata's face, Endeavor also knew what he was thinking, and explained:

"Except for emergencies in some cities, Hero(es) usually acts on the first day after receiving a commission, just to let you experience the work of Hero(es) if there is no commission, and then you will follow me to act. "

Should I say that I am a real father? When I was a student, I followed NO.2 for the Hero(es) activity.

"For now, you will get familiar with it first, go to the dormitory and put your luggage away, and then I will let someone lead you to the street in the afternoon."

He took a key out of his pocket and handed it to Boom.

"The dormitory is on the 10th floor. Okay, let's gather in the afternoon."

When I walked out of the office, I stretched too big, "It's so awesome! Boom! Maybe you can fight tomorrow! What kind of villain(s) do you think you will encounter?"

The police glanced at the imaginary wife, and poured cold water on him:

"How can there be so many villain(s) to catch you every day? Hero(es) activities are not only fighting criminals. It is Hero(es)'s responsibility to resolve disputes and cooperating with the police. Don't think too much about it.

Soon, the two of them came to the dormitory where they were going to live in the past few days.

"Are the apartments the same? The conditions are really good!"

I don't know if it was specially arranged or all rooms are like this. At this time, the room is about 30 square meters. The bedroom, bathroom and kitchen are all available. It can be said that it is a very comfortable accommodation.

"Then I'll go back to my dormitory first. See you in the afternoon." Naturally, the two would not live in the same room, but Masata's room was a bit earlier.

Closing the door, opening the window, feeling the cool breeze coming from the pavement, I narrowed my eyes too pleasantly.

"I don't know if anything interesting can happen in the afternoon."

Overlooking the traffic-bound street outside the window, I was thinking too much.

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