Hello, I've be thinking if I should translate this chapter or not, because is another training and where our little baby Aizawa shine, otherwise is this too long, take three chapters and most of it is, like this one, a crazy thing created to improve their minds and show more about the characters (Jirou coff coff). But fuck off all this. I wrote that shit, so I gonna translate that crap and I'll gonna learn that stupid language in fucking details.
Kyouka woke with a knock on her door. She shifted in bed and thought it was her imagination until she heard the delicate beating again along with Momo's voice calling to her.
"Momo? Is that you?" The girl asked, sitting up and rubbing her eyes quickly. If her best friend was knocking on her door it should be important.
"Sorry to come in like that," Momo apologized, opening the door and putting her face into the room. "But I'm worried."
"Worried about what?" Jirou returned from the bed, awake with concern. "What happened?"
"That's what I want to know." Momo said, now entering the room, dressed in her uniform. "Why have not you packed yourself yet?" She crossed her arms, realizing that her friend was still in her pajamas. "We are gonna be late!"
"What? Why?" Jirou uttered dizzy reaching for his cell phone "Shit!" She exclaimed after seeing the time. Classes would start in 10 minutes "I didn't hear the alarm! I'll get ready now," explained the girl running through her room and taking her uniform.
It was under Yoarashi's coat, hanging from Kyouka's chair. She threw Shiketsu's coat into bed and began to take off her shirt when she realized that Momo was still in her room without giving much importance to the fact that her friend was changing clothes.
"Momo, you can go without me. I don't want you to be late because of me!" Jirou disguised, her hands still at the base of her shirt.
She knew that Momo did not mind exposing skin, from her own or others. But no matter how many times she and the other girls had seen each other without clothes, Jirou wasn't changing her clothes in front of her.
"Stop talking and hurry up! Luckily you still have something to eat before class," Momo countered impatiently.
"Momo!" She moaned in embarrassment and gesticulating toward her body.
"Ah..." Momo understood the reason for her friend's embarrassment. "Okay, but be quick."
"Thank you," Jirou said, pulling her shirt out as soon as Momo turned her back.
"And have coffee before class!" Momo commanded turning to her friend, Jirou shrank and hid behind her shirt "If when you reach the room we are not there, meet us in the locker room." Momo continued, not paying any attention to Jirou's embarrassment. "Today's training should be as heavy as yesterday."
"Yes! I'm going to eat," Jirou agreed. "Now just get out!" She murmured irritably.
Momo left with a giggle. She would never understand why Jirou was so ashamed of her body. The create heroine quickened her pace and sighed. As deputy rep it was her duty to have called Jirou earlier, now the punk girl had to choose between a decent breakfast and arrive at class in time. She must have known that Kyouka-chan was going to miss the time today. She was very tired the day before and still slept late because of Yoarashi.
By the way, was this a Shiketsu coat that your friend threw on the bed? No, even if it was, Jirou would have a good explanation for that. It's not as if Jirou took a boy she barely knows to her room so late at night. It just did not suit her friend's style. And even if Yoarashi had gone upstairs to her room - which clearly did not happen – They would have left their jackets in the doorway, right?
I don't have time for this. Yaomomo thought, she was late and was thinking silly things! What would Iida-kun and Todoroki-kun say about her silly behavior?
Jirou was very, very late. She had an extra cup of coffee because she knew the day was going to be heavy today. But she didn't realize that this extra cup had taken so long. She had passed through the classroom and everyone had left, that was expected. She only realized how late she was when she arrived in the dressing room and there was no one there either. Then she started to run to the training camp indicated on the Momo's note left in the locker room.
Today they would be in Ground Beta. And it was there that Jirou came breathless. Classes 1A and B were there, and also 2A and B and all classes of Shiketsu, including the second year. Teachers were talking on a field high. Jirou did not know how much she had lost.
"Since Shiketsu has more second-year students and a whole extra class the first year, some first-year students can fall against senpais," Aizawa sensei continued. "So choose your classmates for this training. You have five minutes to decide.
Jirou was a bit lost for a few seconds, then saw Ashido beating a high five with the 1-B boy who loosen scales, Hiryu. She searched quickly for Momo, if she had to have a pair, she hoped it would be with her or Kaminari. It did not take long to find her friend.
"Momo!" She called, waving when she saw the heroine of creation.
"Kyouka-chan, I'm glad you're here. "Momo smiled at her. "You had coffee, didn't you?" She asked narrowing his eyes.
"Yes, Mom," Jirou Joked, rolling his eyes. "So, duo training?" She continued, putting her hand on her hips.
"Yes. Me and Kendo-san are anxious to know who we will be against," Momo answered apprehensively and clasped his hands together.
"Kendo-san?" Asked Jirou disappointed. "Hm, I thought we'd be a pair." She confessed, rubbing the back of her neck.
"Oh, no, Kyouka-chan! Don't misunderstand," Momo interrupted. "It would be great to be a duo, but we have to pick someone outside our class. Didn't you hear Aizawa-sensei?"
"Uh ... not everything, I got to the end…" Jirou sighed, annoyed. "Damn, why this?" She growled grumpy. She knew almost no one outside her class, it would be horrible have to be the one who looking for a duo between strangers.
"Hey, Jirou," she heard a monotone voice behind her.
"Hey, sleepy," she teased, turning to Shinsou.
"I... Er..." He began, looking down and with his hands behind "I thought ... you are basically the only person in the 1-A that I kind of know... And we haven't seen each other for a while..."
"Sure!" Jirou agreed knowing what the indigo hair boy meant. "Good thing you showed up, I started to think I'd have to do it with Monoma"
"Do you know each other?" Momo smiled.
"Kind of" Jirou replied, returning his smile. "Hey, what you got in there?" Kyouka asked when she realized that Shinsou was holding something in the back.
"Oh, yes," He remembered, pulling a silver sword and offering it to Jirou. "I thought, since the first round is combat, any help for you would be good."
"It's for me?" Jirou thanked taking the sword and testing its weight.
"Yeah, I got from the equipment table," he explained, pointing his thumb back. "I think it's a little heavier than your usual one, but it'll do."
"Of course," Jirou agreed, manipulating the sword with his fist in a dance through the air. "Thank you, Hitoshi."
"How did you know that Kyouka-chan knew how to use swords?" Momo asked.
"Are you kidding?" Shinsou returned with her usual monotonous "She kicks my ass with them every week."
"That's because you always leave your guard open from the right," Jirou countered with a grin.
"Ah..." Momo uttered with a smile and raised eyebrows "Jirou-chan, why didn't you tell me that you were so close?" She asked, tilting her head.
"Not much, right, Hitoshi?" Jirou disguised with a nervous smile on the boy. She thanks the heaven for being Momo, not Ashido, she knew how that conspicuous little pink head worked.
"Enough," agreed Shinsou unaffected.
"Well, Kendo and I are going to talk about our strategy, see you later." Momo said goodbye waving his hands.
"Ah! Yes, about that" Kyouka started worried "Please explain to me what will happen. I was a little late."
"Do I still have time to regret being your duo, Jack?" Shinsou joked with a tired smile. Jirou punched his shoulder and looked away hiding a laugh "Okay, okay. " He agreed with a half-smile rubbing his arm to relieve the pain "Basically will be a bid UA vs. Shiketsu. It will be divided into two stages, combat and rescue.
"We split into doubles from different classes but from the same school. As Shiketsu has more students then they will mix it all and some first-years can fight against second-years. Nothing is quite right, we are going to choose colored ribbons and tie on the wrists, then they will release us in the Ground Beta and we will have to find others with the same ribbons and take it out of them. Each school has a pair of ribbons of the same color, and we have no way of knowing who from Shiketsu will choose the same color as us. The fight ends when the duo has both of their opponent's ribbons, and as long as one of them has the ribbon, the duo can still fight. Then come the ransom, which the sensei will explain after combat training."
Jirou let out a long sigh.
"That's a lot of information."
"Jirou-chan!" She heard Midorya's voice. "I'm glad you arrived before training. It's all right?" He asked worriedly.
"Yes Yes. I only missed the time, Midorya, sorry I worried you." She nodded. "So you already have a duo?"
"Ah yes! Minami-san from 2- B agreed to be my duo" stated Midorya with a smile from ear to ear
"A second-year student?" Jirou and Shinsou asked in surprise.
"Yes. His abilities to disappear whenever he wants are very useful to avoid stealing the ribbon. So even if I lose mine I can still continue to fight" Midorya began to murmur unconsciously "Likewise, he is very agile and strong, making the rescue simpler since, even though he can only take one person at a time, the speed of it compensates for the little..."
"We understand, Midorya," Jirou interrupted straining shoulders. "Well, we'll go... uh, there," she continued, pushing Shinsou aside, wanting to escape Midoiya's paranoia.
"Uh? OK! See you." Midorya said goodbye, heading to the other side.
"You told me he was weird, but I didn't believe you," Shinsou commented, walking beside Jirou.
"You should keep your faith in me, snooze," Jirou said, pretending solemnity.
"I'll keep that in mind," Shinsou returned with a sarcastic smile.
"Go outside the Grand Beta," said the voice of Present Mic in the speakers, "UA through the front gate, Shiketsu through the opposite gate. You will find a table with the ribbons! Choose yours, tie on your wrist and get ready! YEEEEAAAH."
"Come on! Just one delay a day is enough," Jirou joked, running out of the gates.
Shinsou did not run after her, just followed with the others. When he reached the table with the dozens of ribbons of various colors and sizes he noticed that Jirou was testing several of them, rubbing them close to the earphone.
"What are you d...?"
"Shh!" She squeaked and continued what she was doing.
She left the ribbon in her hand and changed it to another, a deep purple with a thicker fabric. Shinsou raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.
"There, hurry up, get that one for me," Jirou ordered, pointing to a specific ribbon near the others in the UA.
"Which? Be more specific," Shinsou muttered, trying to understand that.
"The purple with red stripes!"
He obeyed in disgust and handed the ribbon to Jirou.
"Can you tell me what all this is for?" He asked impatient.
"Just a minute." Then Jirou rubbed the ribbon with her fingers close to her lobe and smiled. "Perfect! Here, put yours on." She handed the ribbon to Shinsou.
"Do you mind explaining?"
"Colors have sound frequencies, if I focus well, I can hear them." She started tying at her wrist and pulling one side with her teeth to tighten it better. "Sorry I didn't explain before, but you had to make sure we got the best ribbon before the others."
"Okay, I still don't get it."
"You said we don't know who from Shiketsu will choose the same ribbon as us, right?" She asked, Shinsou nodded. "So I thought it would be better if we found them first, so we can make the first attack and prepare ourselves better."
"Well, that would be great. But how do you intend to find them by the ribbons? He asked, raising his wrist and pointing at his ribbon. "Are you physic or something?"
"I told you." She said incisive "The colors have sound."
"Is that something about your quirk, or is it true?" He said dismissively.
"It's true." Jirou rolled her eyes. "Colors are no more than frequencies of light. Our eyes only catch a certain frequency range, our ears are more sensitive and my... well, still more sensitive. I just need to focus a lot and I can find the frequency of a specific color. The problem is distance. The further, the harder, so I wanted to choose this ribbon. Violet and Red are the colors that cover most notes. So instead of trying too hard to filter out a single note, I can focus on any note between the D and the sharp G.
"That's ... incredible," said Shinsou, impressed.
"Thank you," Jirou blushed.
The two heard a horn like a trumpet. Then they heard the voice of the Present Mic shouting "Staaaaart."
Huehuehue I want to hit Present Mic sometimes huuehuehe Jeeeeez, Had a lot of words that I didn't knew here. I had some work in this chapter, I believe the next is going to be worse, but, if I want to learn that crap, I need discovery new words (And some fucking gramma! Sometimes English is too simple to get the exactly translation).