Hello once again my dear readers, here we have another little chapter for mainly comedy and a break before we dive into the elections and USJ Arc which is gonna be fun. Again please tell me if the pace is alright for you guys and ontothe reviews.
Masterblade47:Can you specify specifically where I made that mistake? I am sorry for mixing up the names but they are so similar ya know?
Kasai woke up from his nice bed with a yawn, looking to his beautiful wife beside him with a smile. The girl's dark hair splayed out against her pillow, the angelic image in front of him made Kasai smile brightly before he stood up with a yawn, the light of dawn streaming through his window reminding the teacher what he had to do today while he walked out into the courtyard of the compound. Early morning birds chirping and a few crickets still coming out with their song. After a few more moments of this tranquility, letting the whole world seem like a peaceful place for once, the teacher suddenly pressed a small switch on a wall near him and heard the sweet sounds of horns coming from his disciple's bedroom and the boy being launched out of his sleeping position and into the wall with a loud thud that echoed throughout the Dojo. That was when he saw Izuku's groggy head poke out of the window and stare down at his teacher, a little bit of loathing in his eyes.
"Come on my boy, we need to get in our morning training today. Get dressed and we should have breakfast ready by then. We need to get your body nice and trained for your day of learning heroics from the best of the best!" The brown-haired man then let out a jovial laugh before heading inside to start cooking up what they would need. Finding his daughter in the kitchen, already making a good breakfast with one of her own recipes, the smell of the eggs frying up with herbs and bits of bacon within it nearly made the father drool from want before he went about preparing what they would have for a drink, going into the fridge he pulled out the milk, some yogurt, and a couple strawberries to throw into their blender with a few bananas in. Mixing the thing up into a finely made smoothy to get their ball rolling today
"So Bulu, are you looking forward to your school day today? You have had a couple days to settle into the new routine and I hope it isn't all too intense on my baby girl."
"Oh well, I kinda am? Snipe said that we were going to have a small quiz today, just so that he knows where we all need to improve on which is going to such. But the Gymnastics team here is looking great so far Dad! Yesterday's practice was just amazing to go through compared to what we were like back in middle school!" The girl's eyes gleamed a little bit talking about that, making her father chuckle some himself as the smoothie took its proper form in his blender before he started pouring things out just as Izuku walked down into the kitchen with his pajamas still on...Well more like the clothes he happened to pass out in last night during their technique training.
"Good morning my precious little student, did you sleep well last night? I made sure that your muscles would be well and ready for their training today if you were worried about that. A simple medicinal rub is all that was needed." Kasai poured out the drinks and set the table while Bulu finished cooking up their special eggs while the bush haired boy just let out a groan.
"Fine, I guess I just...I am sorry I wasn't able to do that crane's neck blow you wanted me to learn. It seemed really useful for fighting in a crowd as well... Are we going to work on it at all before I and Bulu have to catch our train?" Izuku's tired eyes gave the two Gens a sizing up, in clear awe of how functional they were first thing in the morning before he started to drink from his smoothie glass.
"Oh no, that is reserved for the afternoon. Anyways you still were able to get quite a few of the techniques I was teaching you to deal with a crowd. Just having one sore spot shouldn't be too hard to fix. Besides, you are the kind of student who learns things better when actually doing them, so practicing against a dummy wasn't the best idea I admit. I am sure you will get the concept later on my boy." He smiled at his student and took a long, and deep sip of his own smoothie, reveling in the drink as it passed through his throat smoothly.
"Oh? Then what are we learning this morning Sensei? I hope it isn't anything that will make me too sore to attend school properly, I don't exactly have all day to recover like Bulu does with that sort of thing."
"Hey! We have gym class so us in the general studies have to do quite a bit of exercise as well. And I have my gymnastics after school that can be really intense when it comes down to it." The girl's annoyed tone made her friend sigh a bit and look her in the eyes.
"You and I both know that regular gym is nothing more than a slight warm-up for you and me and while I admit your routines can be quite physically and mentally demanding it is nothing compared to what we in the hero course go through and you would have had a whole school day to recover your muscles!" Before the girl could speak up and start up an argument once more, Kasai spoke up while he ate his eggs, the yolk oozing out full of the goodies as he pierced the over easy eggs.
"Ok guys calm down, Izuku don't worry we are only going over some light warm-up exercises and a morning run before you go to school. Just enough to get your body it's needed toning and warmed up for whatever Toshi has in store for you today alright?" Quickly blowing through the rest of his food, Kasai got himself up and cleaned his plate before heading off to prepare the needed training machine for today.
Izuku let out a shrill cry of pain as his body was shocked once more, the metal chain on is ankle transferring a very painful amount of electricity through his body before his arms were forced back to a wooden wall behind him by the elastic bands on his hands. He let out a few muffled curses while he bent down to pick up a softball once again. Turning to his teacher with betrayed eyes.
"Sensei I thought...I thought you said we were doing a light warm-up exercises! What part of this is light? Also, what is the big point of me throwing the ball like this only to get shocked?!" Izuku could smell his singed hair from here and grunted a bit, looking to the teacher for guidance who just gave his student a light smirk.
"But this is light Izuku, I only want you to hit the bullseye one hundred times in a row. If this was really hard training I would have expected you to do ten thousand times in a row to really refine that aim of yours and as to why... You told me last night about that new weapon of yours, right? This is to refine your accuracy throwing objects and really in general so keep throwing the balls. Keep hitting the bullseye and you won't get shocked. When you miss though, that's when the wonderful machine you are chained to will shock you to keep you alert and make you not want to miss again of course! Though each time you do hit the bull's eye the energy in the battery builds up and so when you fail the shock is even greater."
"And the rubber bands on my arms? What are they for?" Izuku could see the logic behind most of what he was saying and was honestly appreciating the addition to his aiming but still, those seemed like a bit much!
"Of course that is to provide resistance for your arms to right against Izuku. They make the training all the more useful and fruitful. Trust me, when you are a master training your own student I promise you will want to make something similar for your boy." The father than let out a sigh of happiness and nostalgia, looking to the clouds as he explained that and looked to the sky, a sight that sort of disturbed his student.
"Stop looking so wistful about my pain sensei! Gah!" Izuku let out another cry of pain as the thing slightly shocked him for remaining complacent for too long, and got to throw the ball over and over again. Repeating the process while his teacher recovered himself.
"Oh sorry about that Izuku, you see I was just thinking of my own teacher, to be honest...He put me through machines just like that, and I was hoping that he would be proud of what I made for you my dear disciple! Actually, we still have a few of my old training machines in the storage shed we could break out soon... I think you are ready for them this weekend." The man was honestly excited about how this was happening. The cries of his disciple whenever the machine shocked him were like music to the master's ears apparently.
Izuku did manage to eventually get those hundred bullseyes in a row, but was left a shocked, sweaty mess, in the end, laying on the metal plate that had been his platform for training for a few moments before dragging himself up and he dragged himself into his room and got his stuff ready, strapping on the web shooters and putting his uniform in his backpack. The young man doubting he would have time to change after the morning run and came down to see his master holding up the weights with a smile on his face.
"Alright then Izuku, we will need to start this fast if you want to get to school on time so strap them on and we will start the run!" Izuku just nodded at his teacher's statement before grabbing the band of weights, gasping as he felt how heavy it was but strapped it onto his arm with no comment until all four sets were on his limbs.
"Sensei...How much do these weigh again? They feel so heavy on my arms you know?" The boy then started to swing his limbs a bit while his teacher was tying a rope around his waist...A rope that was attached to a large tire behind Izuku. Looking up with a hum Sensei chuckled before sitting down on the tire, a large item in his hands.
"They weigh around ninety kilograms? It's around half your weight I believe now, we will be running to your school! Get going or you are arriving late!" Izuku bearly had time to balk before he started to run off, the weights on his arms and teacher being dragged behind him making it difficult but he was able to do it slowly, step by step and the young man thought he was going to be late for sure before he felt a sharp crack and pain on his back.
"Go faster! Faster! A sloth would laugh at how slow you are running!" The sound of his teacher's commanding voice and the sharp pain on his back from the whip were certainly enough encouragement for Izuku to start running faster, dragging everything behind him as fast as he could through the suburbs and onto the main streets of Mufustafu his teacher whipping his back the entire time and mushing him forward, much to the young man's chagrin. Though this did make him go faster than ever with those weights on going past a few of the subway stations he would have ridden on the way to his school. Hearing a couple familiar cries of outrage he turned to see Bakugou running up behind him with a cry of rage.
"Deku! Did you think your punk ass could start these runs ahead of me this time around! Don't fucking bet on it!" Bakugou kept up with the running boy, clearly, he was holding back somewhat so that they would have a fair race considering the handicaps that Deku was putting on himself.
"Oh hello, Bakugou! How has your training been lately? You haven't been to the Dojo for a spar in months! We would love to see you back there sometime soon! Faster boy! We need to get you to school on time!" With a couple more harsh whips Izuku started to run even harder, panting and sweating the entire time while his friend was dashing behind him keeping up with them with a laugh.
"You know that I can't come to your place all the time old man! Also whenever I stay for training you put me through the same insane shit you put Deku through and I am going nowhere near that if I don't have to! Though I should come for a fight with Bulu or Izuku without quirks now and then." The blond laughed a bit more as this went on, enjoying the dash they were having as he came along he missed that during the summer. This pure competition between him and his friend while they kept on with the dash. The new impairments were something that hampered his enjoyment a bit but it was fine, he could hold himself back and get weights himself some time.
"I guess not everyone is up for our style of training but still Hane misses seeing our daughter's friends alongside her in our home...Well more than ol bush head here you know?" He chuckled a bit more, glad to have this little discussion with Bulu's friend.
"Ah, Bakugou and Midoriya! Up for a bit of morning training, I see! I shall join you all in this, my friends!" Iida's proud booming voice brought the attention of all the men currently racing along the road as the blue-haired young man ran up beside them, his running form prim and perfect as always.
"Oh? Are you a classmate of my dear disciple young man? It is nice to meet you, I am Kasai Gen, father, author and teacher of this snail! It is very nice to meet you, young man." Izuku let out a small yelp as the whipping became harder while he ran and everyone engaged in a conversation except for him, seeing the gates of the school up ahead Izuku let out a sigh of relief, this would end soon enough and he would be taking classes away from his crazy master, at least for a moment.
"Yes, I am! I am a proud member of UA's hero course sir! And I must say, Midoriya is one of the most exemplary heroes in our class that I have seen so far, you must be an excellent trainer in order to input those values into my friend. I myself aspire to reach him in terms of work ethic and determination to be better than my current self! I am blessed with a quirk that allows me to boost my speed for a short amount of time yet your student has nearly caught up with me using my highest gear!"
"Well my boy, you are welcome to come to our Dojo at any time and join in a training session if you have the pocket change that is! Though...I don't think it would be best if you learned martial arts from myself sadly, and the dojo doesn't have anyone in at the moment to help with that." Looking back for a moment, Izuku saw his teacher looking up and down Iida's body assessing it like a judge would a show dog. Nodding his head looking at the large, heavily muscled thighs and legs of his classmate and muttering something to himself.
"But why? Izuku's proficiency in martial arts and training seems like a valuable asset for any up and coming hero to have! Especially one with a physical quirk like my own that requires getting in close to do my best work" Iida was confused at what the older man was saying, it was clear on his face he was thinking of the way he fought Denki yesterday and how efficient it was in taking down the boy who wielded electricity.
"It's your build son, see you have one built for heavy leg strength and that's not a bad thing mind you. It's just I have been building Izuku's body here for years in order to best use my own style which is a bit of a mix of everything I have learned over the years rolled into my own personal martial arts. You have the build of someone perfect for a kicking art like Tae Kwon Do, an art I am sadly not too proficient in. I have a friend who is quite good at it actually, though she is sadly not within Ryozanpaku at the moment she is traveling abroad with her husband on some sort of business venture... Anyways when she next gets in I will be sure to send a message with Izuku so you can come and learn from her. Until then I can get you some letters and such teaching you the basics of the art if you so wish" The master was still contemplating this seriously, placing his hand under his chin and sticking the tongue out in thought as the four men approached the gates of the school.
"Oh thank you, sir! I will be sure to learn the most I can from this person whenever I can! Though do you mind if I come in now and then for some training? My house has some of the most up to date work out equipment but I have realized that my methodology may not be the best. So if you do not mind I would love to join in a physical training session if I could, maybe on a leg day?"
"Of course you can join in then! Heck, we can even provide you a few weights of ours when needed! Then this little race of ours will be a bit more even, Bakugou you should join in on it! I don't have any martial arts to suggest to you sadly but we can at least refine your physical conditioning"
"Uugh... I guess I can't fucking get out of this now can I? Sure I will join in on a workout or two with you two damn nerds, just so I won't be falling behind Deku alright? Also, I don't need no damn martial art, those complex ideas and moves only make my mind run slower in a fight." Izuku nodded at that idea, knowing how the last time he tried to give the boy a few pointers it just kind of made Bakugou's pure talent with combat a bit muddled. So both had decided that he should stay purely a fighter based on his own instinct and senses. Finally, Izuku arrived at the gate a few moments ahead of his friends and nearly collapsed onto the ground in front of him with a groan.
"T-tired... My muscles are aching so early in the morning." Kasai, with a simple hum, went about taking off the boy's weights and letting Iida pick the collapsed mess of a friend off to their classroom, the boy letting out a groaning thank you as his body recovered slowly.
"Midoriya, will you be fine to do our heroics today? I would hate to see you wiped out because of your own training this early in the morning." Izuku just nodded his head, not wanting to think too much about what was going on today when he spied some pink hair dashing towards them, a silver ball in her hands.
"Oh hey Izuku, did Bulu's dad wipe you out so much last night you can't even get to class on your own? Man, that must have been training more intense than what she told me on the subway! Anyways I spent last night refining our new little baby and it should be fine to go out into the field for testing today." Slipping the ball into her friend's backpack, the girl gave the boys a nice wave before dashing off to the support classroom, eager to start another day of her favorite thing.
"That girl is...Curious to say the least, though she seems nice enough. Anyways I do hope you are right about being ready for today. With those words, Iida got into the classroom that was abuzz with activity, ignoring the chatters of his classmates he delivered Izuku to his seat before heading off to his own.
"Um...Is he alright? Midoriya looks a bit...Deflated right now." Mina's concerned voice cut through the rest as she looked to the boy who seemed to cool and so strong yesterday just lay out like he had lost a fight with a truck.
"The nerd is fine, he is just tired from training in the morning. Knowing him the shitstain will be fine at the end of homeroom. Might get chewed out by Aizawa-sensei but that's it." Bakugou's rough tone as he sat down calmed most people down just fine as they settled down and into their seats when the bell rung. Signaling the start of yet another day for the young men and women of UA.