Super Dimensional Injustice Exchange Group

Hinata Hajime put his hands in his pockets and prepared to leave.

"Because what she wants to boast about is my very existence.

"This talent only allows me to protect Nanami-san when facing those dangers."

"Hinata-san." An energetic old man walked up to Hinata Hajime with his back to him.

"God willing, old man."

"That's Kuzuryu's daughter over there, right? I have something to say to Hinata-san, could you please leave first?" Tianyuan Kazuo said to Kuzuryu with a smile.

"Okay." Jiutouryu Caizhai finally obeyed and left.

"Hinata-san, your aura has changed a lot in just one day. I've also heard about what happened with Nizo. You, who is in the preparatory department, were able to completely suppress that Munakata, even though the Kamizon Project hasn't even started preparations yet. Can I ask where did you get your talent from?"

"It's one day for you, but it's half a year for me." Hinata Hajime replied, "I won't participate in that plan anymore. I will find a way to raise funds for the preparatory courses. That plan is meaningless to me now."

"The duration of the God's Throne Project is also half a year." Tianyuan Kazuo responded, "You don't need to raise funds for the preparatory courses. You can continue to study at Hope's Peak Academy. Since you already have super high school level talents, why not consider enrolling in the main school."

"Forget it. If I enroll in the main campus, there will probably be a lot of inconveniences," Hinata Hajime refused.

"Is that so? Then please continue studying in the preparatory department. I will also express my wish to reject the Kamiro Project."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Tianyuan."

"Nizo, are you okay?" On the other side, Yukizome Chisa helped Nizo up from the ground.

But he found that Ni Zang Shisan's body was trembling and full of fear.

Not only was he afraid of the strength of the person in the preparatory course, he was also afraid that his talent had no meaning. His talent, which was once so high, was thrown into the abyss, and he was afraid that the meaning of his existence would be replaced.

"Hinata Hajime, that kid is really something. He actually hit me so hard." Xuezome wiped the blood from Nizo's nose with a handkerchief, "But why did you say such cruel words to them, Nizo? I know you probably don't want them to know about the corruption in this academy. But you don't have to say such harsh words."

"I know you've always been a good person, Nizou, but if you keep your mouth shut, you'll end up like this one day. I'm really shocked that Hinata that kid was able to crush you.

"The way he looked at me just now, I also felt that I was going to be killed."

Xuezome straightened Nizō's body.

"Maybe Hinata-san is somehow connected to that plan. There happens to be a student in my class who is familiar with Hinata-san. Let's ask her."

As they were talking, Chiaki Nanami and Mahiru Koizumi each walked to the door with a bento and saw Teacher Yukizome.

"Teacher Yukizome, what's going on?" asked Chiaki Nanami with concern.

"Nanami-san, I have something to ask you." Yukizome Chisa looked at Nanami Chiaki seriously, "Nanami-san, you should be very familiar with Hinata-san, right? Then can you tell me, teacher, what happened to Hinata-san, and why did he gain such a powerful power?"

"Because Hinata-san has obtained the power of the devil!" Nanami Chiaki said as a matter of course.

"The power of the devil?" Xue Ran found it incomprehensible.

"There is a game called "Devil May Cry". It's an action game with a demon setting in it. Hinata has gained the power of the demon inside." Nanami Chiaki said seriously as a matter of course.

"Ah, it seems there is no way to find out from Nanami-san." Xuezane felt a headache and shook his head and left.

Before, Nanami Chiaki had left a deep impression on her as a game fan. For example, Nanami Chiaki told her a story about a game and used the special moves in the game. She had been listening to the story until the end, when she realized that Nanami Chiaki was talking about a famous game.

Now she still took it for granted that Nanami Chiaki was immersed in the world of games and ignored the truth that Nanami Chiaki said.

"I was clearly telling the truth..." Nanami Chiaki tilted her head, somewhat unable to understand.

"That's impossible to be true no matter how you think about it." Koizumi Mahiru also complained, devil, is that possible? Nanami even specifically mentioned the name of a game.

"But what I said is true. I also saw Hinata-san's demon." Only Nanami Chiaki knew that she was telling the truth.

"Okay, okay." Koizumi Mahiru responded perfunctorily, "Let's go find them and deliver their lunch boxes."

"Okay then." Nanami Chiaki didn't want to dwell on this matter.

Chapter 42 I also have some lucky talents.

"Nanami, who are you going to see in such a hurry? It was the same yesterday and the day before yesterday." A man with spiky hair like a starfish and wearing a green jacket followed Nanami Chiaki to the preparatory subject.

"It's actually a preparatory subject. Coming to a place like this where there's not even a stepping stone of hope, Nanami-san is really kind." Nagito Komaeda shook his head, feeling very dissatisfied with Nanami Chiaki.

"Nanami-san, the bento is delicious. In addition to your talent in gaming, you are also very talented in cooking." Hinata Hajime and Nanami Chiaki sat on chairs and ate the bento made by Nanami together.

"Nanami-san, how can you shine as hope if you hang out with someone like that?"

Nagito Komaeda secretly watched the intimate interaction between Nanami and Hinata, biting his handkerchief in distress.

How could a bright and shining hope like Nanami be mixed with a preparatory subject that has no talent and can't even be a stepping stone to hope?

Nanami-san is clearly already so useless, yet she still wants to comfort someone who is even more useless.

"Well, I'll go home first. See you after school."

"Okay."

"By the way, Mr. Yukizome said that you can go directly to the headquarters from now on and you won't be stopped."

"I see. Thank you, Mr. Yukizome."

After Nanami Chiaki left, Komaeda Nagito walked out from behind the shade of the tree and said, "Hinata-san, I should call you that."

Nagito Komaeda concealed his ill intentions, slowly walked to Chiaki Nanami's side, and sat down.

"You can call me that." Hinata Hajime replied. He was very keenly aware of the obvious malice and twisted kindness in Komaeda Nagito next to him.

Then, the moment Nagito Komaeda sat down, the stool he was sitting on broke into two pieces, and he fell to the ground.

"Ahhh, what a misfortune. I actually made a fool of myself in front of the people in the preparatory department." Komaeda Nagito stood up from the ground with a wry smile, "But misfortune is to welcome the arrival of good fortune that will overwhelm the misfortune."

"No, you can only get greater misfortune from me." When Nagito Komaeda reached out his hand towards Hinata Hajime, the broken stool and the rattan stick that fell out directly pulled Nagito Komaeda down.

"Why... is this happening?" An excited light flashed in Nagito Komaeda's eyes. "I am obviously a super high school level lucky kid, why, why do I always feel so embarrassed in front of Hinata-san?"

Komaeda Nagito said this and tripped over his own shoelaces again.

"I see. I also have a talent of luck," said Hinata Hajime.

Hinata Hajime, whose inner demon of desire to become Kamizuru Izuru was aroused by Pandora, and who then reconciled with her and gained the power of the devil, now possessed all the abilities of Kamizuru Izuru in the original world line, that is, all the abilities of the super high school level, and won for them.

"Really? Is that really the case? There are actually people in the preparatory department who are more talented than me.

"Sparasi, this is really Sparasi." Nagito Komaeda's face was flushed with excitement, and he couldn't help but hug himself. "It turns out that there are people with such talents in the preparatory department... Then, why was I selected to enter the undergraduate program? A scumbag like me..."

"Looking at it this way, are there people in the preparatory courses who can become stepping stones to hope? Isn't a shining talent like yours, Hinata-san, hope itself?"

"Hinata-san, Hinata-san, Hinata-kun..."

"You're so annoying." Hinata Hajime rarely complained. If he had met someone else, he might have started a fight.

But this guy is so weird no matter how you look at him.

"It's so unfortunate that a shining Hinata-san like this actually scolds me like this. After all, I'm a scumbag. No. It's more like I'm too lucky to be scolded by the hope I pursue."

Hinata Hajime felt that there must be something wrong with this person.

"I see, I see. Nanami-san was attracted by the sparkling hope in you."

"It wasn't because of my hope that she was attracted to me. Nanami-san played with me before I became like this. Because I like games and she likes games too. So we agreed to play games together.

"It's not so much that Nanami-san was attracted by my hope, but rather, Nanami-san made me the hope.

"The essence of hope is something that needs to be discovered. Even ordinary people with no abilities have hope.

"That's exactly what Nanami-san told me."

"Nanami-san is so eloquent."

"No, it wasn't her words." Hinata Hajime recalled the warmth of the hug that day, "It was her actions that taught me this."

"I see. So that's how it is. Hope exists in everyone's heart. As expected, I was not mistaken, Hinata-san, you are the embodiment of hope."

Having said that, Nagito Komaeda left happily.

"What a strange person," Hinata Hajime commented, "But actually, I don't hate him."

Then I remembered something.

“It’s just for me now.”

Next, a big incident happened at Hope's Peak Academy. That is, during the super high school level ability assessment, someone sabotaged the event, planted a bomb in the venue, and gave the judges laxatives, resulting in three people being expelled and one person being suspended indefinitely.

Because of this incident, Chisa Yukizome was transferred to the preparatory department. It seemed like a punishment, but in fact it was an investigation into the Kamukura Deru plan.

"Hinata-san." Hinata was looking out the window at the empty playground when his name was suddenly called.

"Is there anything I can do for you, Teacher Yukizome?" Hinata Hajime replied. He had a good impression of Chisa Yukizome who had shown him kindness before.

Now, Hyuga Hajime is a magic mirror. If someone treats him well, he will treat them well. If someone treats him badly, he will ignore them. If someone dares to attack him, he will let them know that super high school level despair is also one of his talents.

"That's right. I hope you can help me check on the kids in my class if you have time. They have always been good kids. As for the preparatory courses, Counselor Tianyuan said that you don't have to take them anymore. You can do whatever you like anytime."

"Oh, I see. Thank you, old man." Hinata Hajime stood up from the table casually and said to Xuezome.

"Wait, Hinata-san, I need to ask you something."

"I was told not to say anything like that."

"Can't you say it?"

"Actually that order doesn't matter to me."

I have been reborn. I will continue to update later.

It's like a suicide note. But I don't plan to use it right now. Just treat it as a melon.

But I'm not impulsive and can't think straight about this kind of thing.

It also tells everyone that I am not irresponsible and I have tried my best.

Just treat it as a melon and read it patiently. I am not trying to be pitiful, but just explaining where I have been for so long. I will also talk about my future plans. This suicide note is very appropriate in this book, and it can be regarded as a side story of this book. You can all enjoy the melon.

Before publishing this suicide note, I went to a mental hospital and asked my family to call Shabi and show him the suicide note. After I was discharged from the hospital, I didn’t ask my family whether they had called. I didn’t dare to ask, for fear of hearing any news about stomach pain. I don’t know if they had read it, but I want to show it to the readers. He can also see it. Because I haven’t written some of the content yet, this article is the complete version.

This is a matter between me and a person named Bing Yuxin.

My memory is so good, how good is it?

Fortunately, on the first day of kindergarten, I was beaten up by the other kids when I was playing cards with others.

I remember that when I was in kindergarten, I didn’t want to eat at noon, so I waited for my family to pick me up. It rained that day.

I wanted to go home so I clung to the iron gate, and I changed kindergartens twice because I didn't want to go to school.

I watched Dyna's Starlight Warrior and Ultraman Zaas in kindergarten.

I went to my aunt's house to play with my sisters. The TV was playing Tiga and the episode that was on was Goodbye, Obike.

After I met my friend, I went to his house and was bitten by his dog through my pants on the first day.

During the summer vacation, I went to live in Pengze with my parents. They went out to play during the day and brought back mung bean paste popsicles.

My mom bought Saint Seiya instant noodles while playing mahjong at Aunt Maomao's house and I won fifty cents, and then her family gave me one cent.

My parents had a big fight and got divorced because my dad felt that my mom had betrayed him, and my dad cut my mom's face.

When I was a kid, there was an alien area in the zoo that I always wanted to go to, but I couldn’t get there on the map, so I complained to my family about it.

I can still remember something that happened so long ago clearly.

But it's not mainly because of remembering too much. If it's just ordinary memory, it doesn't matter if it accumulates too much. But this time someone really went too far.

I have no responsibility.

Just like the first time I ran away from home, it was because those two scumbag teachers pushed me too hard.

Human beings are terrible. They always feel comfortable hurting others. I was like that in the past.

Then I was admitted to a mental hospital and lay in bed for a month. My father was there to take care of me, and he cried and told me to live a good life.

I didn't say anything, I just remembered this kind of thing. At least my family still cares about me.

After I got out, I tried my best to survive.

After I got out, I have never been happy. But I don’t need that kind of thing. I just want to pretend to be a normal person and survive.

But the damage suffered in the past is difficult to make up for. After all, my memory is better than anyone else.

Dizi said that general depression will only make people forget more and more things. He was right. Just like Chiyo, he didn't remember saying he didn't want to play games in a duo with me.