So the UHD incident happened on Friday. Over the weekend, Principal Kawaii took it upon himself to call all the parents of the students of class 1-A and tell them that UH and the police were working in tandem to ensure that no future attacks would happen.

"The safety of our students is our utmost concern," Principal Kawaii said over the phone to Angry Explodey Mom.

"Fuck off!" she yelled at him as she hung up the phone.

"Oh, well, huh, that's not what I expected." The principal laughed, and drew an asterisk next to Explochan's name on the class information roster. "Let's make a note about that."

Green Mom, on the other hand, was relieved to hear the Principal's assurance of safety. "I give you my word as principal that UH is still a safe and reliable school. Please put your faith in us."

"Okay," she said over the phone, as she peeked into Green Boi's bedroom. Precious Green was doing pushups in his room. She had been watching him for the last five minutes, and he had done about 500 of them. "He's gonna be really hungry after all this exercise," she mumbled to herself. "I'll make a large lunch."

…

When the students returned to class on Monday, there was an air of normalcy. The students sat in their seats, making cheerful classroom banter. Invisible Girl said, "Guys! We were on the news all weekend!" She clapped her hands. "Although nobody saw me…" She sighed. "That's the shitty part about being Always Invisible."

"Yeah that sucks," Electrodude replied. He leaned back in his chair. "But the rest of us, we're like celebrities now. Everyone's talking about how a class of freshman UH Hero Course students kicked ass and won against all odds."

Red Boi agreed. "Yeah, a couple kids in my neighborhood asked for my autograph."

Headphone Girl twisted one of her earjacks around her finger. "I think the news was more interested in the fact that UH got attacked, not on us specifically."

Duct Tape Dude laid his head on the desk. "I think the news is more interested in how the hell we survived the whole ordeal. And when I think about it, I wonder the same thing. Who knows what would have happened if All American and the rest of the teachers hadn't shown up."

Grape Baby shrieked, "Waaaah! Shut up! I'm gonna piss my pants if I think about it—"

"GROW A PAIR YOU TWO-FOOT-TALL LITTLE FUCKER!" Angry Boi roared.

Engine Legs charged to the front of the classroom and declared, "Actually, now is a great time to talk about it!" He stood at the podium and banged his hands on it. "Tits-chan and I have agreed that we should spend this time in homeroom class decompressing the emotional toll that the situation had on us."

Rich Tits nodded, stood up, and started passing out papers to each student in class. "Yes, Legs-kun and I have created a list of counseling resources available to UH students. As you know, hero-work is a stressful and mentally taxing job. It often involves making difficult choices. It often involves not being able to save everyone. And that can weigh heavily on a hero's soul, crushing their spirit and breaking them down. Even the top pro heroes have confidants and friends to counsel them through rough situations."

She handed one of the papers to Green Boi. The front side of the page was a worksheet that said:

This is merely a guide to help you process a lot of things. It is yours to keep, and you need not share it with anyone.

1. Describe your biggest fears as a hero. Please be as specific as possible.

2. Are these fears rational? If No, then why do you think you fear it? If Yes, then what are steps you can take to prevent these fears from coming true?

3. Many of us wonder "what if?" or "what would have happened?" While that can be good in terms of growth, it can be dangerous in terms of feeling regret. Write one "what if this had happened" scenario and write one "what did happen" scenario. Explore the results of both. Is all well that ended well?

On the back of the sheet was information on how to seek counseling and emotional support.

"Wow, you guys really worked hard to make this, huh?" asked Six Arms.

Tits-chan nodded. "Yes. We hope that you can take these papers home and, at your own convenience, fill them out. As for now, we'd like to have a class discussion, to clear the air about some of the things we're feeling. Who would like to start?"

Grape Baby raised his hand. "I was so scared!"

"So was everyone else," Sugar Daddy said, rolling his eyes.

"Speak for yourself," Explochan said, "I was angry."

Tits Girl took a piece of chalk and wrote the words, "scared" and "angry" on the chalkboard. She said, "Yes, fear is a natural human emotion, and it is nothing to be ashamed of. Fear is what we have developed over millennia of evolution, in order to prevent us from doing dumb things, or to protect us from dangerous situations. Being scared is natural. Acting in spite of that fear is what makes us heroes. And as far as I know, we all acted in spite of our fear. All of us are heroes."

Earphone Girl whispered, "I'm so glad Rich Girl is our Class Rep."

Laser Belly, who was back in class, and back with sass, said, "I felt powerful!"

Rich Tits wrote the world "powerful" on the board as she asked, "Why?"

"All my life, I have dreamt of being a hero so that I could sparkle in the limelight! But after fighting for my life in an isolated area, and getting no screen time at all for it, I realized that my priorities were not honey sweet at all. Once I released my need to be dazzling, I felt freed from the mental chains locking me into a one-dimensional character troupe." He stood up, twirled around and struck a pose. "I don't NEED to be flamboyant to gain attention. The truth is I gain attention because I AM flamboyant!" He raised his hands in the air. "This is who I am! I am vivacious and vicious! I am charming and alarming! I kill with my smile, and I kill with my bare hands! I'll be a hero that protects others, and sparkles while doing it!" A ray of sunshine and glittering bubbles twinkled behind him.

The class clapped for Honey Sweet Laser Belly. He bowed and took a seat. Rich Tits wrote buzzwords like "charming", "flamboyant" and "dazzling" on the board. "Anyone else have something to say?"

Blushy raised her hand. "This isn't really a feeling. It's a question." She turned to Green Boi. "Green Boi, what happened? How'd you break your legs?"

"Uh… hehehe…" He laughed nervously.

Rich Tits wrote "broken legs" on the board.

Blushy waited for an answer. Green Boi grew more and more awkward as the silence dragged on. Finally, he said, "I tried to use Go Green Power Ranger—that's what I call my quirk now— but it was too powerful for my legs and they broke."

Blushy sighed and shook her head. "Green Boi, you really need to learn to control your damn quirk!"

Froakie added, "He broke his fingers too because of it. Ribbit."

"Bean Child-kun, you really must learn to control your quirk," Rich Tits chided him as she wrote, "Bean Child needs to learn to control his quirk," on the board.

Green Boi shrunk in his seat and mumbled, "Oh no, I'm even getting reprimanded by Tits-chan…" He braced himself to be yelled at by Explochan too.

But Explodey Boi didn't yell this time.

Green Boi was sitting in front of him, so he turned around to see what Angry Boi was thinking. Angry Boi had his arms crossed in front of his chest and was pouting. When he noticed that Green Boi was staring, he growled, "WHAT?!"

Greenie freaked out and returned his gaze to the board.

Explochan frowned. Then he banged on his desk and roared, "You know what Miss Titties, I have something to say." He put his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair, and kicked his feet up on the desk. "If any of you idiots had died that day, I'd be eating ass right now."

"What an asshole," retorted almost everyone in the class. Green Boi however, was happy to hear him say that. He was so happy that he started to cry while he attempted to translate, "No, guys, he means he's happy that everyone is okay."

"Why can't he say that like a normal person?" asked Duct Tape Guy.

Rich Tits wrote, "Explodey Boi needs better communication skills."

Pinky raised her hand next. "Guys I'm worried about Ninja Eyes-sensei. Is he gonna be okay?"

Tits-chan wrote, "Get well soon Ninja Eyes-sensei!" while Engine Legs explained, "He'll be out for a few weeks recovering, so in his stead, Principal Kawaii is gonna teach the class."

"And do we know if Astronaut Guy is okay?" Pinky further inquired.

"He should make a full recovery soon as well."

Rich Tits wrote, "Full recovery!"

"Good." Pinky sighed. "They tried their best to protect us. I'm so thankful we have teachers like them."

Rich Tits wrote, "Thanks to our brave teachers!" on the board.

And, as if on cue, the classroom door opened. In walked, none other than…

"Ninja Eyes-sensei!?" shouted Class 1-A.

"Yup, it's me you little shits," said the mummified teacher. "Good fucking morning."

Green Boi pointed out the obvious. "Sensei, you're wearing a cast on both arms and your face!"

"Oh really? Am I?" was Eyes-sensei's sarcastic reply.

"How'd you open the door?" asked Blushy.

"Why are you here?" asked Engine Legs. "You should be resting!"

"Meh," replied the teacher, walking toward the front of the class. "My wellbeing is irrelevant."

"No it's not!" shouted the entire class in unison.

"Please go home and rest right this instant," demanded Engine Legs. Rich Tits agreed, saying, "Sensei, you really took a beating. Even though you're a pro, you need time to heal."

Ninja Eyes scoffed. "As if I could even rest when I was so worried about all of you." He looked around. "Looks like everyone is here. One, two three, four… nineteen? Are we missing one? Shit! Who died!?"

Invisible Girl raised her hand. "Did you count me?"

"Oh, maybe not. My vision is a little blurry." He counted again. "Nineteen, twenty. Good. All are accounted for. Good." He turned around and looked at the chalkboard. "What's this?" He leaned closer to read the words. "Scared, angry, powerful, dazzling, Bean Child needs to learn to control his quirk, get well soon Ninja Eyes-sensei, full recovery. Did you write this about me? Aw, you kids might just make me get sentimental. Now everyone sit down. I have some news to tell you."

So Engine Legs and Rich Tits took their seats. Ninja Eyes stood at the podium and said, "So we're gonna have a sports festival."

"Sports festival?" murmured the class.

Spikey Red got excited. "Alright! It's time for the UH Sports Festival! Let's go kick some ass!"

But Zap Boi palmed Spikey's face and said, "Hold up, don't get too excited."

Headphone Girl asked, "Uh, don't you think it's too soon to have a sports festival?"

Martial Arts Kid nodded. "Yeah, the villains could launch an attack when we're all in the same place."

Ninja Eyes agreed. "Yes. And that's what I told Principal Kawaii. But he insists that holding the Sports Festival despite the recent attack will be a giant 'Fuck You' to the SVC. Besides, he noted that we killed half of their members, and the other half are either in the hospital or in jail. They are in no position to attack again, if we assume that they brought their entire club to attack All American at Disaster Land. In addition, Principal Kawaii is tripling the security force at the festival."

Green Boi muttered, "Yeah, that makes sense. Plus, their leader got shot up pretty bad. Unless they have a villain with a healing quirk he'll be out for months."

"And its unlikely that they have one," added Ninja Eyes, "because people with healing quirks are almost always scooped up into the medical profession. It's rare that they would stoop to villainy."

"Oops, did I mutter that out loud…?" Green Boi laughed awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.

"Yes you did. Anyway, I'm still against the idea of forcing you students to compete in a sports festival so soon after fighting for your lives. However, Principal Kawaii argued that, when you become pro heroes, you'll have to deal with that sort of mind-blowing trauma on the daily basis. Besides, a little bit of fun might help you guys overcome it. On top of that, the UH Sports Festival is a very important event. We can't let a villain attack scare us into ruining years of tradition. That's Principal Kawaii's rationale."

Grape Shit Baby raised his hand. "Uhh, fuck tradition. I don't want to get murdered."

"Then drop out of school!" said both Green Boi and Explochan at the same time. Green Boi continued, "I'm getting sick and tired of your whining. Don't you know the UH Sports Festival is the most watched sports competition in the world? It's pretty much comparable to the Olympic Games that were held back in the previous millennium."

(That's right, Hero School Plus Ultra is set in the future. It's 3019.)

Rich Tits explained, "Grape Baby-kun, the UH sports festival is something that people all over the world look forward to each year. It's also watched by the top hero agencies. This is where we'll get scouted for internship positions."

"Or where millions of people will watch us get murdered," grumbled Grape Baby.

Red Head further explained, "Don't be such a wuss Grape Baby. Don't you know that this is a chance to prove ourselves? Even if we do get attacked, it'll look so cool when we defeat our enemies! We'll totally get scouted."

"Uh, unless we die?"

"Well then I hope you fucking die," said Pink Alien Girl.

"Why is everyone so mean to me?" Grape Baby started to cry. "Aren't my fears legitimate?!"

Green Boi answered him, "Not if you want to be a hero! Heroes must be ready to risk their lives to save others! Heroes should be ready to die to protect others!"

Angry Boi leaned forward and hit Green Boi on top of his head so hard that his face smacked against his desk. "But heroes shouldn't charge into situations they know they can't handle!"

"Oh shit, that hurt!" whined Green Boi. "Owie!"

"Yay! Explochan agrees with me!" cheered Grape Baby.

"Who the fuck," Explochan began, sparking blasts on his palms, "told you that you could call me that?"

Grape Baby had to excuse himself from class because he pissed his pants.

Ninja Sensei chuckled and said, "You little shits sure know how to cheer me up. Work hard to get noticed during the Sports Festival. You only get one chance per year, and three chances during your high school career. Don't waste it."

"Right!" all the students said.

…

During lunch everyone was excited to talk about the Sports Festival.

"Arts Kid-kun!" Invisible Girl called out. "I need to find a way to get noticed!"

"Uh… but isn't your whole quirk like, the opposite of being noticed?"

"That's my problem! So what should I do?"

"Uh… wear a flashy costume?"

"But that ruins the point of my super power…"

"Um… I… uh… I don't know how to help you."

Birdy, Sugar Daddy, Duct Tape Boi and Spikey Red were standing nearby, and they overheard the conversation. Spikey Red said, "Hey Invisy, I have a question."

"What's up?"

"I don't mean this in a rude way at all, but how did you pass the entrance exam? You know, since you don't have an offensive quirk?"

"I got a ton of rescue points."

"Rescue points?"

"Yeah. That's the points you get from saving other examinees who are in trouble during the exam. Since I'm invisible, it was easy to avoid robot attacks, while I wandered around, scooping up people who were injured."

Duct Tape Dude shook his head. "What are you talking about? There was nothing about rescue points in the exam guidelines. I read the whole booklet."

"Oh, it's not in the exam booklet. It's sort of a hidden feature of the exam. That way, UH can accept a well-rounded balance of students, not just kids with the flashiest and most violent quirks."

Sugar Daddy was just as perplexed as Duct Tape Dude. He asked, "But… wait, they seriously have another point system built into the exam, and don't tell the students about it? Isn't that unfair?"

Invisible Girl shrugged. "I think it's okay. After all, if they told everyone that we need to save people during the exam, everyone would be trying to save everyone and it'd get hectic."

Birdy asked, "So then how did you know about this extra point system?"

"I spend a lot of time on Reddit and I found this one subreddit about giving advice to pass the UH entrance exam. A couple of people there were talking about how they got accepted because of rescue points. But I didn't see anything about rescue points in the exam booklet." She scratched the back of her head. "Honestly, it was kind of a risk on my part to believe people on the internet. But I did, and I got in. So I'm pretty sure there's rescue points as well as style points and robot villain points."

"Wow…" the boys all said in unison.

…

Meanwhile, Blushy, Glasses and Greenie were walking to the lunch room. The three of them were talking about the festival. Blushie was super pumped up. "Now's my chance to get noticed! I'm gonna sign with a good agency and make tons of cash! Then I'm gonna take care of my parents and everything is gonna be okay!"

Glasses Boi clapped for her. "Such a noble cause! I applaud you!"

"Thanks! I'm gonna work really hard to get scouted during the festival, since I need to make tons of money! I need fat stacks of cold hard cash!"

Green Boi laughed at her enthusiasm. "You're so excited Blushy! It makes me excited too!" Well, excited wasn't the proper word. He clenched his hand into a fist. He thought about how useless he was during the UHD incident. All he could do was buy two seconds for All American. He thought, Everyone is gonna do their best during the sports festival. I have to do better than my best. I desperately need to get good.