~ PART FORTY THREE ~

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CHAPTER FORTY THREE

Hi.


PREVIOUSLY


He sighed and just looked down at my paper before beginning to flip through it, eyebrows raising slightly as he turned each page.

...Well, I feel like I'm about to be in deep shit.

No idea why... just, a feeling.

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At some point, Aizawa had switched back out with the original teacher, though I noticed that he had taken my paper with him.

And I will admit that I was slightly afraid that my paper would end up lost because of that fact.

Hehe...

Maybe it would be for the better... I mean, even just trying out for this school is asking to be caught for my not-so-legal-activities...

...especially due to the course I'm trying for...

...The analysis course...

...taught by none other than Nezu himself.

Yea, this is a complete death wish.

Meh, when have I ever opposed death?

I'll wait.

Exactly.

Anyways, somewhere during the time I spent in my own head, everyone else had started to finish up, and soon enough you could see all the packets (unfinished or not) flying up to the front.

Seems like time is up.

In the next few minutes, there was a lingering silence as the supervisor left the room with the student and I assumed we were going to be waiting on a different teacher to explain the practicals.

Now, you may be asking, why in the world would you be taking the same practical assessments as the people going for the hero course? THAT, my good friend, is a wonderful question.

No, but actually it was because the analysis course was so little known, even if it was a course at the prestigious U.A. highschool, and they didn't have... well... literally anyone try out for the course. Ever.

Well, that's actually probably not true, but you get the point.

So, due to that little detail, there was no specific practical test made for analysis course students.

So here we are.

Anyways, about a minute ago Present Mic walked in and started talking so I should probably start listening.

"...three robots and each of them has a set number of points. There are the one pointers," a picture of a robot is highlighted and enlarged on the screen. "The two pointers," the same happens with a different bot this time. "And the three pointers." Again, the same thing happens, though it was pretty useless as the information packets already explained everything, well, that's probably inconsiderate. Some people may not have seen them.

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