AN: This one again! Why? No idea. Just go along with it. Enjoy the chapter! -xXx-
"We know you will. After all, you declined any and all adoption attempts. Just take good care of yourself and do us proud!" Old man answered. The children seemed to agree and all ran over to me. After I became one of the elders I became a bit of a pillar for the kids, ready to help no matter what's the problem. I'm trying to give back for being raised here.
"Remember you are welcome here whenever. Look at you all grown up now! I still remember when we first met you. I taught you how to do chores and first aid. You couldn't even tie a bandage properly when you were younger." Told me Akira as he ruffled my spiky hair. I managed to slip away from his hand.
"I'll be seeing you all later!" I said my goodbyes and exited Sunflower. Taking my first step towards a successful hero career.
"Where do you think you're going?" I heard a female voice behind me and felt an arm over my shoulder. I turned around and saw it was a familiar face, one that was missing from the orphanage earlier.
"Come on, let's go sit down, I gotta keep my promise after all." Akane said as she led me to a bench nearby.
"Prepare because this will feel really weird." She warned me as she touched my shoulder again.
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The place I was in changed. I was now walking down the stairs in what seemed to be an old style cabaret. One thing was weird about my sight though. It was narrow, limited as if I only had one eye or wore some kind of eyepatch. I wasn't in control of the body, I was just a viewer.
I continued walking through the completely silent club. I then stopped behind a man, he was looking down at a waiter lying on the floor. A fight happened?
"Sir. Your patronage here is very much appreciated. Thank you very much." The body I occupied expressed its gratitude and bowed slightly. What is happening here?
"The hell are you? A bouncer or something?" Asked the man with his attention now on me. He sounds drunk.
"A common mistake. But, a mistake nonetheless." I responded in a calm voice.
"Yeah? Then what the hell are you?" He questioned in an annoyed tone.
"My apologies. I am the manager of this cabaret. My name is Majima." I introduced myself as I handed over a business card.
"You're the manager? What, they got yakuza running this place?" The man laughed.
"I apologise for the crude impression I give. Despite appearances, I am assuredly a civilian. But I digress sir. I must ask that you refrain from touching and acts of violence while you are our guest." I corrected politely.
"If it bothers you that much, why don't you try stopping me by force, huh?!" Or is that face of yours just for show?" He exclaimed and kicked a seat. Correction: he is very drunk.
"I'm afraid I can't do that sir. "The customer is king," you see." I stated in response.
"Oh? Quite a policy you got there." He walked over to the table and grabbed a bottle of champagne.
"Real impressive. I'm a big fan. Here this one is my treat. Drink up, friend." I felt the cold liquid run down my face as I stood there unwavering. The waiter gasped in surprise at the customer pouring it on my head, as did everyone else actually.
"Well? How do you like your king now?" He mocked.
"Very kind of you, sir. I had always said I love this brand so much, I wish I could bathe in it. You made a dream come true!" I responded, wiping my face with my hand.
"Smug prick… You got some balls!" He yelled and took a swing at me with the bottle. I just took one step back, maintaining my professional posture. This swinging continued for two more which I dodged with the same ease as the first. I was now positioned facing the crowd with my back to the stage.
"Sir, I must repeat my earlier request. Perhaps you've had enough fun for one evening? If you insist on interrupting our business here any further-" I managed to say before I was rudely cut off.
"Then you'll do what, huh?!" He shouted at me.
"If that's how you want it…" I muttered under my breath.
"Boys! Gimme one with a beat!" The band listened and began playing an energetic tune.
"Wha-" This time I was the one that interrupted.
"If you insist that I overstep my station, sir, then I, Majima, shall dance with you. I will not however raise a hand against you. After all, "the customer is king."" I told him with a small smile.
"You still going on with that? Smartass bastard!" He exclaimed as he raised his arms, ready to fight.
"It's showtime!" I announced posing to the crowd. The drunk threw his punch which I dodged to the side with ease.
"Right here, sir." I informed him by touching his shoulder. This seemed to scare him as run off soon after noticing. His punches are extremely flimsy. Mostly because of him being drunk so dodging isn't really a difficulty. It's about making it look good.
"Customer is king right?!" He threw another punch. The outcome was about the same as you expect.
"I think you had enough, sir." I reprimand him. He looks tired, probably only a couple of punches left. Another attack, this time accompanied by a grunt.
"Would you like a towel, sir?" I questioned with a hot towel in hand.
"The hell is with you?" He charged me only to fall over and hit the table he was sitting at before. He grabbed the ice pick and attempted the same.
"You little! Stop screwing with me!" I grabbed his arm and threw him over my shoulder, taking the weapon out of his loose hold.
"For your own safety, I'll hold onto this." I said as the crowd began clapping. Two waiters grabbed him intent on calling the cops, the clients approved.
"Your attention, please! As you've seen, this gentleman violated several cabret rules and has caused a disturbance for you all. We would be justified to turn him in to the police, yes. However, I ask for your compassion." My speech seemed to have caused great confusion. So I decided to follow up immediately.
"If the gentleman were given over to the police, he would lose the social standing a lifetime of hard work has built up. Is that not too harsh a punishment for a single evening's misguided actions?" I added. They seemed to understand what I meant, so I hit them with the finisher.
"Instead, I would ask the gentleman a favour."
"Me?" The now calm drunk questioned.
"Yes. As is the custom in the night life I ask that you make amends for soured wine with fresh wine. That you cover this evening's tab for the club, and treat everyone here to a night's libations. As head of sales for Soten Pharmaceuticals HQ, I imagine your annual entertainment budget clears one hundred million with ease." I showed him his business card.
"Wait, that's my… When did you?" He questioned as I got on my knees in a begging-like position.
"I do not wish to see a customer made a criminal. However, I must also ensure that the other patrons enjoy themselves. I understand this is a selfish request. But, please, will you grant me this indulgence?" Guilt him into it, I see.
"Yeah, all right! If everyone is okay with it I'd like you to let me buy for you all tonight! Would that be enough to make it up to you guys?!" He shouted out.
"My sincere thanks." I flipped around to face the crowd. "You have all heard this gentleman's appeal. Ladies and gentleman, what say you?" They began clapping again, louder than before. I stood up.
"My humblest thanks! I am deeply touched by the generosity of your hearts tonight. If you would, a round of applause for the gentleman's courage! And now, please continue to enjoy your evening!" I bowed and started walking away.
"Manager of the Grand Cabaret: Majima Goro! Sotenbori's own lord of the night!" A smirk appeared on my face as I heard a customer say that.
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"How was it?" Asked me Akane as I snapped back to reality.
"Weird, but also cool?" I answered honestly.
"Yeah it's always like that. That was my great great great grandfather, Majima Goro. I used my quirk on you to allow you to see that." She explained.
"Wait, so your full name is Akane Majima? And can you elaborate on the quirk?" I questioned.
"Yeah. My quirk is called bloodline memory. It is hereditary and allows me to see visions of my ancestors' lives, and show them to others too. I trust you know what the references for your quirk were?" She added. And ooh shit I do now.
"I'm guessing the cabaret name and maybe grandfather?" She nodded at my guesses. "And you were right, you could win a fight without throwing a punch, but you need to grapple instead." I joked.
"You know what I meant!" She shouted in fake annoyance.
"I gotta go or I'll be late." I waved her goodbye and started running towards the metro that will take me near UA.
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1A classroom, where are you! I'm about to be late! Stupid villains slowing down public transport! Ah here it is with the giant door. Oh god Midoriya is standing right there I'll just walk past, go for the cold bitch act.
"Ah it's you." I heard Iida say as I got closer to the classroom. I quickly walk by him, give a small wave to everyone and sit down at one of the empty desks.
"Welcome! I'm from Somei private aca-" The blockhead started marching towards the green haired boy.
"I heard! I'm Midoriya. Nice to meet you Iida." He interjected.
"Midoriya, you understood that there was something more to the exam, correct? I didn't know and I judged you wrongly. I say this saddened but you're better than me." He questioned.
"Told ya blockhead!" I shouted to him. Before he could answer the beam of sunshine that was Uraraka entered the classroom.
"Oh curly hair! You passed like Present Mic said! I'm not surprised that punch was amazing! I wonder if there will be a ceremony and what teacher we'll have." She just keeps going.
"Leave if you came here to make friends." Said a yellow sleeping back that appeared at the entrance to the class.
"This is the hero course. Quieting down took you a whole eight seconds. We don't waste time here. I'm Aizawa Shouta, your homeroom teacher. Nice to meet you." He introduced himself as he left the sleeping bag, to everyone's shock.
"Put on your gym clothes, we're going outside." He announced.
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"A quirk apprehension test?!" The class shouted in surprise.
"What about the start of the year ceremony and everything else?" Questioned Uraraka.
"If you want to be heros there is no time for such trivial things. UA gives us the freedom to teach how we want to, it's unique in that way." He answered lazily.
"You had tests like these in elementary school, right? But quirks were forbidden. It's required that the results don't use tests with quirk usage. Which is stupid. I swear they have no idea what they're doing with education. Shiobana, you had the best results on the entrance exam. What was your record in ball throwing?" Eraserhead asked. Oh shit I did get first place.
"Seventy eight meters." The response I received were shocked stares. What can't a girl work out?
"Now try with your quirk." I mean I used it then too to make my movements precise. I don't think I could do much else. Unless… Wait, am I about to pull an Izuku? I walked forward to the circle and grabbed a ball.
"You can do anything you want if you stay inside the circle. Quickly, full force." He informed me. Well right now I can change mine or others' perception of time. I start stretching as I continue to think. Could I change how fucking physics percieves the ball? How would I even go about that? Do the same I usually do but in reverse? What if I coat the ball in the effect instead of using it on it? That could work.
I move to the back of the ring. Focus on coating the ball in heat. Jump forward and throw. The ball goes way faster than it did ever before. My classmates look on in shock. I await the result wondering how it affected the ball's flight.
"Eighty three meters." He stated. So it only affected speed not distance?
"What? How! The ball was going so fast! It was there instantly!" Izuku blurted out loud.
"Care to explain that one?" Asked me Aizawa.
"I actually tried that for the first time ever? Can I throw one more ball but a shorter distance to confirm my theory?" I questioned. I have an idea of what happened but I need to make sure.
"Fine, we're supposed to teach better use of quirks here after all." I grabbed the ball and this time coated it in the coldness. I threw it lightly and the result was what I expected. The ball was slowly floating through the air.
"I only affect how fast it goes, the ball itself will arrive at the destination it would normally." I state confidently. Well that's something I'll need to experiment with.
"Wow! That's so cool! This will be awesome!" Exclaimed Ashido. Big mistake.
"This will be fun? You have three years to become heroes. And this is how you want to do this? From now on the person that gets the lowest score overall will be expelled." He said, shocking everyone except me. With this new ability I have an upper hand for all the tests.
"You can't do that! That's unfair!" Disapproved the invisible girl.
"Catastrophes, villains and whatever else all of those are unfair so get used to it. Welcome to UA's hero course where the teacher can do whatever they want." He responded with a scary face.
"Now let's begin with the fifty meter dash. I'll be calling in students in pairs. First Tenya Iida and Tsuyu Asui." Those two did about as expected, really well.
"Mina Ashido and Junko Shiobana." Oh shit I'm next, yeah laser boy is missing. Well time to try out the new trick.
"Ready, steady, GO!" Called the robot. My athlete technique and workout plus speed coating won me this one. 3.59 seconds, a good time. It did tire me out though. The coating thing is something I'll need to train a lot.
"Katsuki Bakugou and Izuku Midoriya." Well, the green boy got destroyed here. Not much of a surprise.
"Fumikage Tokoyami and Haruto Aizawa." The teacher showed a moment of surprise at the last name but hid it right after. This one is new. The familiar bird headed boy stepped towards the starting line. The other person had long black and yellow hair, black eyes and a slim figure. He looked really similar to our teacher. He ran normally, if a bit slowly. Not very athletic. The rest were the same old. It seems we replaced the tape boy and laser guy.
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Second test, grip strength. I got sixty kg's. So only a bit better than Midoriya. Shoji destroyed the competition with his five hundred and forty. I'm not really worried to be honest though. Not that I'm letting my calmness show, I maintain my cold bitch like face.
Next test, standing long jump. For this one I had no tricks. A few people cleared the sandbox, I didn't. Repeated side steps. Used the same thing I did for the sprint. Got a respectable result, nowhere near Mineta though.
Main event time. Ball toss. Uraraka flexed on everyone with her infinity, Bakugou did the same with his 700 meters. Now it was Izuku's time to shine. He looked in shock at his hand after his quirk didn't activate.
"I erased your quirk. The entrance exam was unreasonable. To let someone like you attend. You can't even control your quirk. Are you planning to knock yourself out like that during missions? I give you one last chance, don't waste it." He scolded him.
"Don't make me think I was wrong about you broccoli boy." I told him, keeping up my attitude. This seemed to have motivated him and he performed his finger trick.
"I can still move sensei!" The broccoli told him with a determined expression.
"705 meters. Good job, you might be worth something." Eraserhead responded with a smirk.
"DEKU! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT YOU BASTARD!" Katsuki rushed at the boy with an exploding hand extended forward. Our teacher caught him on the way.
"These are really stiff!" Exclaimed the now trapped firecracker.
"Special capture tape interwoven with steel wires and carbon fibers. Don't attack other students. Jesus, my eyes hurt from overusing my quirk." He explained as he let the boy go. The next test was the long distance run. Momo won this one with her scooter. I took second place because I used to running for a long time. Next were seated toe touches. I touched my toes each time and took second place. The frog quirked girl took the first one with ease. Then where the sit ups this one I won beating out even Kirishima.
"All right time for results." He showed us a graph with each place.
1. Momo Yaoyorozu
2. Shoto Todoroki
3. Katsuki Bakugou
4. Junko Shiobana
5. Tenya Iida
6. Fumikage Tokoyami
7. Mezo Shoji
8. Mashirao Ojiro
9. Eijiro Kirishima
10. Mina Ashido.
11. Ochaco Uraraka
12. Koji Koda
13. Rikido Sato
14. Tsuyu Asui
15. Denki Kaminari
16. Haruto Aizawa
17. Kyoka Jiro
18. Toru Hagakure
19. Minoru Mineta
20. Izuku Midoriya"Oh, by the way I was lying about expulsion. I just wanted you to give it your all." Aizawa dropped a bombshell, to them at least. Also Haruto Aizawa is still a mystery to me. I don't think he used his quirk during the test.
"Of course, it was obvious right from the start that was the case." Quiped Momo.
"It wasn't a lie. If sensei thought we under performed he was ready to throw us out, like his entire class last year." Now this was the real bombshell. No one was safe.
"Bravo. You did your research. I was ready to expel all of you." Congratulated Aizawa with a scary smirk.
"We're done here. In class is the schedule. Midoriya go to the nurse and get yourself patched up. Tomorrow the real school year starts, prepare for that." He announced as he left.
"Good job broccoli boy, but I expect better next time." I gave him a pat on the back and left.
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AN: Chapter is over! Who is Haruto and what's his deal? You'll find out next time. Hope you enjoyed this one! Review, follow, favourite or don't!