Restart With A Bang

Chapter 4

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It all starts going to shit when he starts kindergarten with Kacchan. Somehow, he hadn't thought of it, with how naturally his mother and father seemed to treat his swearing and sarcastic words nowadays. Now take a step back and consider how he has Kacchan as a best friend, then… well, I'm sure you get the point. Who could have blamed him for letting this teensy little fact slip his mind, right?

Habit was a terrifying thing.

Well, the poor, poor teacher, who was going through the crisis management of twenty different bratty kids, wasn't going to let it slide. Oh, no. She asked him to step aside and called his parents after giving him numerous warnings throughout the day. Izuku felt like crying, mainly because it was a Passive. There was no toggle on/off for this skill, nor did he think there would be. And thus, the first day of kindergarten was also his last, much to the displeasure of Kacchan.

Izuku was secretly thrilled. Going through so many lives of the same thing over and over again bored him to tears, mainly because no matter how the dimensions or universes differed, kids all learned how to read, write count, etc., so this change felt like a breath of fresh air.

The blonde couldn't help but smother his laugh when he saw Kacchan give him a glare of death for leaving him on his own to fend off the other kids in class. Speaking of which, the ex-blonde had inherited something that made him break out into a tirade of swears, only for most of it to be converted. Just like himself. Only the complete opposite. When Izuku had heard about it over the voice channel that they shared, he had to hurriedly shut down the channel so that the laugh that burst out, along with the tears from laughing too hard, wasn't heard.

The [Good Boy Speech] Passive that Kacchan obtained was just as bad, if not worse than his own. Somehow, all he could feel was glee. If he had to suffer, then Kacchan should suffer with him too. Misery loves company and all that. Izuku readily ignored how the system was mocking him even when it was Kacchan inheriting his body.

Izuku spent the two years that Kacchan was in kindergarten frantically increasing his stats and skills back to what it had been before he was placed in Kacchan's body. It was easy, mainly because he already had most of his skills from before. Even if they were Level 1 when he was a baby, with his six-year-old body he had already unlocked everything, leaving him just as powerful as he was in his previous life.

The blonde silently called up the stats menu, musing over what had changed.

[Name: Bakugou Izuku

Level: 517

HP: 140500/140500

MP: 170000/170000

Exp: 700/5100000

Str: 1047

Dex: 997

Int: 1241

Wisdom: 1593

Charisma: 1006

Luck: 9999]

And what, may you ask, is up with the 9999 Luck? Frankly, just looking at it terrified Izuku. Somehow Kacchan's body was a magnet for Luck. Good luck, bad luck. There was no in-between.

Sometimes, he went to sleep, only to wake up to several pop-up notifications that his Luck had increased in his sleep. Other times, he somehow magically misses things falling from the sky, like a flowerpot, which would have caused normal people to die, falling from that height, but instead it makes some sort of correction in the wind and narrowly misses him. Which then increases his luck by a few stats again. What was up with this cheat body?

Then again, was it really a cheat body? The Luck did trigger several situations that forced him to grow quicker than normal, considering he was only six. If he had to put it into words, he was lucky with things like drawing lots or avoiding deathblows, and unlucky by tripping into dangerous situations and meeting some unsavoury people.

Izuku silently covered his face. His heart had beat fast in the beginning, but it was starting to do that less and less as time went by. He'd only been in Kacchan's body for six years, dammit. Six. Years. He was worried about his sanity. Then again, he used to question Kacchan's sanity once upon a time as well. How could he have been so fearless of danger, never wavering or looking scared? The ex-greenet felt like he had inadvertently discovered a huge secret.

Did Kacchan perhaps think that things like this were…normal? No wonder he was always calling people out if they even showed a hint of hesitance.

Then, of course, everything continues going haywire when his parents announce that instead of going to elementary school, they would be sending him to military school. Izuku gapes slightly at them, utterly blindsided.

"Well, military school isn't so bad. After all, I went through it too, and look how great I turned out," Mitsuki says, her facial expression at odds with her words, sending him a frantic couple of winks, gesturing to his father with his eyes.

Izuku looks at his father, silently wondering if he would allow him to go to elementary school with Kacchan instead. The man wavers as he stares at him pleadingly, so the blonde couldn't help but open his mouth to try and convince him.

"Seriously, old man? Do you think some pansy-ass school filled with other delinquent brats would do anything to change me? With their pathetic Quirks, I might as well stay with Kacchan instead of breathing the same air as other idiots," (Dad, I want to go to a normal school with Kacchan, not military school! Besides, don't the police usually involve people without Quirks?) Izuku said, flashing his trademark gentle smile at his parents.

Which was a mistake. A huge mistake. His mouth had landed him in this situation in the first place, so did he really think his mouth was going to get him out of it? Izuku wailed inwardly in despair. His dad's eyes were completely set now, no getting out of it. Izuku could tell just from the way he crossed his arms that he would not be making any concessions about this. Masaru silently pushed up his glasses, making them gleam in the light.

"Son, you really have to start learning how to control your language, and the military school will help you do it."

Izuku looked at his father with (fake) teary eyes, wobbling his bottom lip slightly in hopes that it would help him. He resolutely ignored the box that appeared in front of him with a ping.

[Fake Tears Lv. Up]

Masaru turns around, feeling like his resolve would weaken if he looked at those teary eyes any longer. "Don't look at me like that. It's for your own good. I'm not sure how you're going to survive in the future with those terrible social skills."

The blonde child looked at his parents before inwardly shrugging, deciding to roll with the punches. He did think that things were going too smoothly recently. He wasn't really a child, so things like this wouldn't phase him anymore. Even he himself didn't quite know how old he was, with how many different lives he had been through.

Later down the road, Izuku would despair for ever having thought that perhaps change wasn't too bad, with all the chaos that surrounded him. But for now, the blonde still didn't know the things that would happen and was moderately pleased with the difference in his life, taking it as a new experience that he hadn't yet gotten a chance to try.