CHAPTER 22: FINAL CALL! PLACE YOUR BETS!

My POV

I stretched again. The final tournament was going to be a straightup battle, but the question was what was going to change. The teams were totally different, which means whatever strategies I had concocted prior weren't going to be any help. Curses.

"Come closer and draw lots to determine your opponents for the final tournament." I knew what was going to happen next, but that didn't make it sting any less.

"Midnight?" Ojiro raised his hand questioningly. The provocative teacher pointed her whip at Ojiro as if to acknowledge him.

"I'm withdrawing from the tournament." There were a few questioning glances aimed at him, but my eyes were focused on the culprit of his dropout. Hitoshi Shinso had the single most irritating grin ever plastered on his face.

As Ojiro and the others spoke, I began to think. Shinso may be a jerk, but he's an ambitious one. His Quirk is pretty strong, and to add onto that, it was while under the effects of that brainwashing ability that Deku saw the vestiges of One For All.

"The vestiges just drive my point home."

"What do you mean?" I muttered quietly, not drawing anyone's attention. Unlike Grump, people could still hear me.

"If there are ghosts of the previous holders in One For All, along with what we know about One For All's creation, it makes sense that the powers of the other wielders are in there. Meaning you're not gonna be able to help him forever, ya clingy bastard."

…crap, he's right. Not about me being clingy, but the other thing. But I already knew that he had to go it alone sometime. But it's hard to-

"Well, if Ojiro is dropping out… Team Monoma, you had the next highest point value!"

"Nice job, dipshit."

Shoot. Of all the teams, it had to be the one led by a guy who gives Spongebob a run for his money with how obnoxious he is. I didn't steal his points because I had plenty.

"Me! Me! I pick me!" Monoma's voice was like nails on a chalkboard. His other teammates shrugged, as if washing their hands of this matter and just letting the copycat go off. Wow, even his own classmates disliked him? Sheesh.

"All right students, time for the final tournament! These are your opponents!"

The board behind Midnight lit up, revealing a round robin tournament bracket.

ROUND 1

Midoriya vs Shinso

Todoroki vs Ashido

Kirishima vs Tokoyami

Sero vs Tetsutetsu

Yanagi vs Kendo

Aoyama vs Monoma

Yaoyorozu vs Iida

Bakugo vs Uraraka

Of all the people to fill in, it had to be the single most irritating guy in Class B. I sighed. "Well, I hope Uraraka actually puts up a fight."

"I'm going to do my best!" I jumped as the round-faced girl's voice came from not three feet behind me. Well, I can make this fight work out for both of us.

Beyond Deku vs Todoroki, I have no idea how the rest of those second round matchups are gonna play out. At minimum, that meant that whatever intel I had going into these fights was off.

"Worst case scenario, you're dead due to not having anything planned for these extras." Thanks Grump, just what I needed to hear.

Yanagi in particular had me worried. Her telekinesis meant she could end the fight with Iida just like that. But she could have a limit I'm unaware of. To say nothing of Aoyama and Monoma, which I have no idea how that's going to work.

I turned to Uraraka after that pause with a smile. "Well, you'd better, 'cuz I'm not holding back."

"LET THE FESTIVITIES BEGIN!" Oh right, there were a few field games before the fights got started. Perfect, that would mean that I'd have a chance to strategize. Deku too.

With that touch of threat hanging in the air, I walked towards the stand, grinning a half evil grin at Uraraka. The zero-grav girl swallowed nervously and waved goodbye.

Kamui Woods POV

Cracking my neck, I turned away from the monitor on the side of the building. My team and I were on security this year to help ensure nothing goes wrong. After the Villain attack, no one wanted to take any chances.

"Heh, that Bakugo kid. How is it he keeps getting in trouble?" Death Arms muttered, stomping out his cigarette.

Mt. Lady chuckled a little. "Yeah, first the sludge villain, then his fight at the USJ, then nearly being overwhelmed in the Cavalry Battle? He's gotten better, but wow that kid needs to learn to keep himself out of trouble."

Everyone had heard about the USJ at this point. Bakugo's injury had caused some damage to UA's reputation. Even if Recovery Girl could fix him up, it still said something when he obtained a major injury from a Villain on campus.

"Well, even if he gets himself in over his head, he has the makings of a fine Hero." Although I did remember the chewing out he gave Death Arms and I after the incident for scolding his friend. That was the first time someone we saved gave us a scolding like that, let alone a kid. Still, I stand by that what his friend did was reckless… but also heroic.

All of these students that had gotten to the finals had potential, even that screechy blonde kid. But even considering that, the fight to the top from here would demand a lot from those kids, just like with Hero rankings.

Deku POV

I raised an eyebrow. "Are you positive about this, Ojiro?"

The tailed martial artist nodded. "Yeah. When I answered one of Shinso's questions, I blacked out for a bit. It was like I was moving in a fog until someone bumped into me."

I began pacing, trying to get an idea of what could activate his power. "Okay, so it seems like answering him is the trigger… but is it only a verbal response? Orisanykindofresponsethetriggerinwhichcasehecouldparalyzesomeonejustbytalkingtothemormanipulatetheiractionsohmygoodnessthatkinsofpowercouldbeunstoppable-"

"Midoriya!" I snapped out of my mumbling to catch Ojiro's expression. He was smiling.

"Take it easy. If he could get any response to work, then I'd have been under from the start. I think answering his questions or taunts will get you under his control."

I nodded in return. "Thanks Ojiro, you've given me what I need to defeat him. I won't let you down."

Ojiro's smile took on a somber note. "Don't make promises you aren't sure you can keep… but thank you."

I began to think for a moment. Shinso would probably try to rile me up, so what can I do to avoid replying to him?

Borrow some of Sero's tape? No, that wouldn't fly. It's pretty strong stuff. Cover my mouth with my hand? That would only work to a point. I could use a Smash in conjunction with it… hmmmm…

My POV

I was situated in the shade, leaning against the wall of the arena. Okay man, time to plan. Plans may rarely survive first contact with the enemy, but with a good understanding of the foe, they can be a magnificent guide.

Pulling out my spare phone, I checked my Oracle dummy email account for anything. Lo and behold, there was a communication from La Brava.

"The plasma is in the blood bank, as discussed. Meet at the usual spot at the usual time."

Perfect. Now, all that was left was the call. I knew All Might would probably be busy at this point, but it was the best time since no one was around.

The tech genius of Delphi had done a little bit of fiddling with the phone, removing its GPS chip and rendering it untraceable with an automatic VPN and other technobabble on top of that. Dialing what I knew to be All Might's number, I cleared my throat. La Brava, this had better be the right one.

All Might POV

"Well, the Festival seems to be going well so far, don't you think?" Nezu had a smile on his face as he poured another cup of tea. I nodded assent.

"Yeah. The beefed up security seems to be doing its job-"

"A phone call is here! A phone call is here!"

I fished my phone out of my pocket. Unknown number? Strange. Very few people knew my personal number. I clicked the button and held it to my ear.

"Hello?"

"This current peace is a lie… there is only rage… through rage I gain power…"

My expression changed to one of apprehension. I remembered this. This was…

"Through power I gain strength… through strength I gain victory… victory shall set me free."

He sais he would only contact us once he changed the future. But how? What did he do? "Oracle. I remember what you said that night. What have you done?"

"The Engine Hero has been sppared his horrible fate. In two months, monsters will rampage in Hosu, hunting for a killer. Figured I'd warn you in advance this time."

There's a lot to unpack. Engine Hero? Ingenium? What happened to him, or rather, what was going to happen?

"Monsters… like that Nomu guy?"

"Yes, exactly like that thing."

"And what does Ingenium have to do with this?"

"You'll find out soon enough. My operatives saved him. Farewell."

"Wait-" The line went dead. I tried redialing, but there was no answer. I lowered the phone. How was it that this guy managed to convey so much yet leave me with so many questions?

"All Might, are you okay? You appear to be rather incensed about something. And what you were speaking about sounded very relevant to the recent USJ incident."

I looked back at Principal Nezu. Right, he was here… and he heard all of that. I believe I can trust him, but how much should I reveal now?

"Well, Principal Nezu, it's a long story. Actually, it began a few months ago…"

My POV

The information has been conveyed, however cryptically. The secrecy was necessary at this point, so for now, the only thing is- "Katsuki?"

I roused from my thoughts and turned to see Toga not a foot from me, causing me to jump. How in the world did she do that? The blonde cocked her head. "Who were you talking to? And why were you doing that funny voice?"

"Nice going, dipshit. Now she knows." Contrary to Grump's pessimism, I might be able to keep a bit of a cover on this yet.

"First, can you tell me how you snuck up on me like that? It was like you erased your presence completely."

She appeared a little miffed at my changing the subject, but she answered me, albeit irritatedly. "I slow my breathing and quiet my movements, I even silence my mind for a bit, as hard as that is. My parents tried to get me into meditation to suppress my Quirk, so I guess I just used that to sneak around."

I nodded, my smile growing wider. "I see! As long as you can obscure someone's sight, you're practically invisible to them! That's so cool, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"The red headed guy interrupted us." Ah yes, Kirishima. I hope that doesn't land him in Toga's bad books.

"Now, are you gonna tell me why you had that weird accent or not?" She frowned, almost cute in execution.

I sighed. As much as I trusted Toga, I didn't want her to know, at least not yet. Not to mention, she still might join the League.

"Toga, I want to tell you. Believe me, it would make things so much simpler. But at this moment in time, the situation is too precarious for me to tell what would happen if the information I have got out."

She looked at me with a questioning gaze, not entirely believing that. "What did you mean when you said you had operatives? You mean you have people working for you?"

I pinched the bridge of my nose to stop the oncoming migraine. She knew a little bit, but then what would that mean if she joined the League? Would she stay loyal to them like before? I… I don't know. "Yes. I have people who I'm working with in this endeavor. People who can move freely when I cannot. I'm sorry, but I can't reveal anything more. It wouldn't be a stretch to say that the lives of everyone in Japan are at stake."

Toga's eyes widened for a moment. "What… what have you gotten into? What do you know that's so important?"

I held my head. "I can't tell you. I wish I could, but I can't."

The blonde's expression grew into contemplation. I doubt she really believed me, but I hadn't given a reason for her to mistrust me… until now, but still.

"...I trust you, Katsuki."

Trust me? …present tense?

She put her hand on my shoulder, as I had so often done to her. "You were there when I needed a friend and let me tell you things when I was ready. So I won't pry, even if you won't tell me everything."

I laid my hand on hers, happiness permeating my expression. "Thanks, Himiko."

"TIME TO GET STARTED! ALL COMPETITORS TO THE ARENA, ON THE DOUBLE!"

We winced at Mic's volume. Even through speakers he sounds like he's shouting in your ear. Toga gave me one last look before taking off towards the stands. I jogged through the entrance of the corridor to the main arena area. Time to kick some butt!

Deku POV (A few minutes later…)

I took a deep breath as I walked toward the arena. I was extremely nervous. This was my first real fight since the USJ. Sure, Kacchan sparred with me, but he always held back. Shinso's brainwashing was gonna be tricky.

"Hey, Young Midoriya." All Might rounded the corner, a small smile on his skeletal face.

"All Might, hi! I'm ready to throw down, but Shinso's gonna be tricky. Not to mention, I'm nowhere close to full control of One For All."

The deflated symbol grew thoughtful. "Yeah. At your current level, 5% or so is all you can really handle."

I nodded, looking a little downcast. "Yeah. I think I'm only here because of you and Kacchan… and a little bit of luck."

A karate chop found my head, taking me by surprise. "I just want to hear you say you'll do your best, darnit! There's no such thing as luck, and you're never going to be the Hero you want to be if you believe in something like that."

I rubbed my head. Well, he did have a point, in a way. Thinking like that in the finals will psyche me out more than anything. All Might continued, steam puffing out as he began to inflate.

"Listen, when you're scared or nervous of what's to come, JUST DEAL WITH IT BY SMILING."

He buffed up, giving his signature thumbs up. "YOU MADE IT THIS FAR, KID. YOU MUST STAND TALL!"

With that, I gave a grin and a nod as I turned to the entrance. The light was a little disorienting, but my eyes adjusted to reveal the crowd rumbling with excitement.

Toga POV

I grinned wide as I watched Izuku from the stands. Oh, I can't wait to meet him in person.

"ALRIGHT FOLKS, TIME FOR THE FURST MATCH TO BEGIN! FROM THE HERO COURSE, IZUKU MIDORIYA! FROM GENERAL STUDIES, HITOSHI SHINSO!"

I glanced to the other side of the arena to see a tired looking purple boy with a bored look on his face. He had better be amazing if he got this far.

Like Katsuki… hmmm… I admit, I don't really know what to think. I know I haven't told him everything, like my meeting with Giran, but the truth is, what he's doing sounds like it's pretty dangerous. I trust him enough that he knows what he's doing, but for how long?

I glanced over to the student boxes to see Katsuki… doing something to his fingers? What?

My POV

"Bakugo? Why are you chewing your nails?"

I blinked at Uraraka's voice before looking down. Oh yeah, I was. "Ah, I didn't notice. That General Studies guy has me worried. He's gotten this far without making it obvious what his Quirk is."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. How do you fight a guy when you have no clue what his Quirk is?" Sero had leaned over the seat beside me to ask the question rhetorically. I put a finger and thumb on my chin.

"Shinso's Quirk is Brainwashing. If you respond to him after he says something, he's got you under his spell."

Half the box turned to me in amazement.

"Brainwashing?"

"What the heck?"

"How do you defend against that?"

"How did you come to this conclusion?" Leave it to Yaoyorozu to ask the pointed questions. I could answer this… I think.

"Well, for starters, Ojiro said he remembered nothing from the Cavalry Battle, despite him, Aoyama, and that Class B kid running around like the other teams. Meaning, whatever Shinso's power is precisely, he can override minds and control actions with it. As for the speaking bit, that's mostly conjecture based on the fact that the three of them still looked the same, without any marks or weird flesh-buds or anything."

Ojiro raised an eyebrow. "I didn't think you were paying attention."

I wasn't, but I wasn't about to tell him that. Yaoyorozu thought for a moment. "It's plausible… but does it have to be a direct answer to the question, or will a verbal response of any kind work as a trigger? Due to a lack of evidence, it's difficult to discern."

I turned back to the arena, anticipation brewing. "I guess we'll see."

Deku POV

"THE FIRST MATCH OF THE FINALS IS ABOUT TO BEGIN! FROM THE HERO COURSE, IZUKU MIDORIYA!"

I took a deep breath and activated Full Cowling, the green lightning igniting across my skin. My eyes met the sleepy ones of my opponent, ready to bring him down.

"VERSUS! FROM GENERAL STUDIES, HITOSHI SHINSO!"

Shinso let out a chuckle. "Just give up."

I paused. He should know better than that when I've already come this far. What was he-

"If you know what you want in life, you should strive for it. That tail guy was rambling on about his pride earlier… but I just say he's an idiot for throwing his chance away."

I glared at him before I was off like a shot. Trying to provoke me, huh? Well, provoke this!

"SMASH!" I punched him in the jaw with 5%, doing my best to keep the swirling mass of energy within me contained.

Then everything went hazy. Full Cowling faded. Oh… oh no… nononononono, don't tell me as long as he takes it as a response, even if it iisn't meant as one-

Shinso picked himself up from where he landed after that hit.

"Heh, you pack a punch. Now hand me this win by walking out of bounds." I turned around and began walking. Ojiro warned me about it, but I assumed a direct response was what was needed.

The line was growing closer. Closer… come on, I have to… to… wait, what's that?

In my foggy vision, eight spectral entities appeared before me. I didn't recognize all of them, but one of them looked sort of like… All Might?

Through the haze in my mind, I could feel One For All activating, Full Cowling flowing through me. My index and middle fingers twitched, creating a small shockwave before the power faded again.

I gasped, halting mere inches from the line. That was horrible. To not be in control of my own body like that felt… wrong. There's no other word for it. I looked down at my fingers. They were bruised, but not broken. Good.

"Deku! Smack him into next week!" I turned towards the voice to see Kacchan pumping his fist excitedly, a big dumb grin on his face. I returned the grin with a nod and powered up again.

Shinso looked absolutely gobsmacked that I had broken out of his power on my own. Truth be told, I was amazed too. What was that just now?

He quickly recovered though, shifting back into his confident self. "I gotta say, I'm impressed. I had no idea you could generate that much power just from twitching your fingers. Must be nice to have a power like that."

I clapped my hand over my mouth before I could reply. Nope, I'm not going through that again willingly! I charged at him with all of my might.

Shinso grew angrier as he realized I knew his trick. "To have a power type Quirk like that, to create a blast like that just from twitching your fingers, I admit I'm jealous of you!"

I lowered my hand and charged toward him, Full Cowling sparking to life. His power is amazing, but it won't work without a verbal response. My hands caught him in the chest and pushed, shoving him ahead of me as I ran like a madman.

Shinso brought his fists down on my back, trying to dislodge me as he continued to rant. "Because of the way my Quirk works, I've always been at a disadvantage, but someone as blessed as you wouldn't understand! You're blessed enough to have a heroic Quirk, it'll be easy for you to reach your goal!"

I pushed through, doing my best to keep from talking. I know what he's been through, and I know that frustration he's expressing. But I couldn't tell him anything right now, which was sort of irritating.

We're getting close to the edge of the ring now, so, it's time to make my play. I have to win this, for everyone who's helped me!

"Say something, you lucky brat!" Shinso punched me in the side of the head, which hurt, but nowhere near enough to make me lose focus.

With a shove, I forced him to stagger backward. Then, with a swift Full Cowled kick to the chest, I sent him tumbling over the line.

"Shinso is out of bounds! Midoriya is the winner!"

Breathing heavily, I stood straight. My opponent gathered himself from the ground.

"Shinso. Why do you want to be a Hero?"

The purple headed boy looked surprised before shrugging and turning away. "You can't help what you admire."

I nodded. I knew exactly what that felt like. I admired heroes and wanted to be one, even though it was out of reach for most of my life.

As Shinso turned and walked out of the arena, I could hear the rumblings of the crowd, commending his efforts and pointing out his wasted potential.

"You hear that? There may be some hope yet."

The purple haired insomniac didn't turn to look at me when I spoke but he did stop for a second before smiling and leaving the stadium. I smiled in return. Hitoshi Shinso… you might have a chance.

Toga POV

I cheered for joy. Izuku is going on to the next round! Yay!

My pocket buzzed. Who was calling me now of all times? I hit 'talk' and held it up.

"Hello?"

"Enjoying the show, little lady?" Giran? He probably picked me out of the crowd. Darn. Well, no sense in trying to avoid him now.

"What's up, why are you calling?"

"Straight to business. I can respect that. I recently got a new shipment of blades. Knives, machetes, you name it. I figured you might be interested in buying a few."

Well, that was nice of him. I don't know what exactly I want yet, but I guess if this guy supplies vigilantes as well as Villains, I can choose later and still get stuff from him.

"I'll come by after the Sports Festival."

"Wonderful. See you then."

I hung up and stared at my phone, the device feeling weirdly heavy in my hand. This conflict was probably going to be decided one way or the other. Only problem is, am I gonna decide it, or will it be someone else?

Deku POV

My fingers stung a little bit as I entered the box for our class. That fight was intense, but not a lot happened. That's probably gonna change going forward.

"Deku! Down here!" I saw Kacchan waving at me to come down to a seat on his left, Yaoyorozu to his right.

I whipped out my notebook and took a seat, flipping through the pages to try and determine a strategy. "Todoroki's going up against Ashido next. I think it's fair to say that Todoroki is going to win."

Kacchan nodded beside me. "Yeah, no contest."

Uraraka just gawked at him from the other side of me, trying to get a word out. Iida's arm began to chop the air at him, seemingly flummoxed. "Bakugo, to dismiss someone's chances out of hand is very unbecoming of a class representative! Even if her chances are slim, I'm sure Ashido has a strategy that can carry her to victory."

Yaoyorozu added her two cents. "Perhaps she has a strategy, but will she have the time and precision to pull it off? Not to speak ill of a friend, but Ashido has been more focused on having fun than improving her Quirk so far."

The explosive blonde shrugged at Iida's accusation. "Besides, a strategy alone isn't gonna cut it with a guy who can freeze a building solid in seconds. She needs to move fast enough to dodge him too, and we've never seen that kind of speed from her."

Ashido grinned from her spot on the arena floor. She appeared very confident in herself, but had she earned that confidence? I don't know. I flipped through my notebook to find Ashido's note page. "Well, whether she wins or not is gonna be dependent on the amount of acid she can produce. If she can match Todoroki's ice, or at least burrow through, then she might have a chance."

Kacchan kept his eyes on the match. "When have you seen her produce that much acid? But, assuming she has a chance, there's also the composition of her acid to consider. It could become unstable when the ice melts. A few different acids combust when you add water."

Iida furrowed his brow. "There's a lot more at play here than I realized."

Kacchan might be overthinking this, but he has a point. I stared down at the arena. Was it my imagination, or was Todoroki's expression colder than it was earlier?

Todoroki POV

I sighed. It was clear that my opponent wasn't going to take this seriously. Irritating, especially with my current mood.

Ashido was stretching with a massive smile on her face. "I'm gonna enjoy melting your butt, Todoroki!"

I stood completely still, right foot positioned for my attack. Restrained cold fury waited below the surface. Midnight glanced between us before raising her whip. "Second match, begin!"

Ashido took off, sliding towards me on her acid in a serpentine pattern, swaying quickly yet rhythmically as she 'skated' in for an attack. It wasn't super strong, because it wasn't melting the ground beneath her as she went.

She raised her hands and gathered two balls of acid, ready to hurl them. But unfortunately for her, she wouldn't have a chance.

"Apologies."

Ice surged forth from my foot. In my rage, She didn't even realize it was coming until it was practically on top of her. With an incredible burst of cold air, the Heaven Piercing Ice Wall sprouted forth. Ashido's torso and limbs were covered in ice, with the massive ice wall extending above and beyond the stadium walls.

My opponent shivered, droplets of acid leaking from her fingertips in a futile escape attempt. It must be difficult to produce when she's cold. "T-t-that w-was insanely ov-v-verb-b-board!"

Midnight called out to her. "Tell me Ashido, can you move at all?"

"N-n-n-n-n-no." Her shuddering voice flatly emerged. Her confidence had been flattened in one fell swoop. That's fine by me, but she was right to a degree.

"Ashido is immobilized! Todoroki is the winner!"

I walked up and began to thaw her out. "I'm sorry. I was… distracted by unpleasant thoughts of someone else."

"Second Gate! WRRRYYYYYYY!" A cyan explosion erupted from the ice wall, evaporating a large chunk off the top and boring a hole with the heat. A familiar blonde was glaring at me through the newly formed hole.

My POV (seconds earlier…)

"Apologies." When Todoroki's foot shifted, I was on the move. Training had boosted my reaction speed to unreal levels, allowing me to see that the ice wall was going to endanger my classmates. Last time it was a near miss. This time though, it was coming too fast for that… oh crap!

I grabbed an arm on either side of me and threw myself to the floor, taking them with me. "Ow!" "Bakugo, what-"

*CRCK!* Ice shot through where our heads had been, halting mere inches from the people in the row behind us. I raised my head to look from side to side. Deku was beside me on the left, and Yaoyorozu was rubbing her head on the right. "Bakugo, why did you… you…

I growled. "Todoroki won the match. But he was reckless in how he did it."

Getting as close to the back of the seat as I could manage, I activated the Second Gate level of Sword Skill and aimed it at the ice. "Second Gate! WRRRYYYYYY!"

"Die ice! And die, Icyhot bastard! You nearly fucking killed us!" For once, I let Grump have that one.

A massive hole was blown in the ice with the additional heat, enough for me to glare down at Todoroki for nearly taking our heads off.

"Kacchan, don't shout at him. Try to restrain that fury for your match." I heaved a sigh and sat in my now cold and wet seat. Todoroki was going too far. Who knows how the crack in the dimensional barrier has affected him? He may well be more savage in battle than before.

Deku powered up with Full Cowling and smashed through the last of the ice to clear his seat. I controlled my explosions to clear out the bit left in Yaoyorozu's seat as well.

"Thank you for saving me. I know that a warning wasn't feasible at that point." I nodded to the black haired beauty with a smile as she took her seat as well.

A break was called to clear the ice. As Endeavor went to work, I sighed, trying to think of a plan. What sort of changes would result from this altered festival? I guess we'll see, because right now, it was impossible to tell.

I leaned into my knees, assuming my "thinking pose", as my mom called it. The dimensional barrier's crack was clearly going to alter more than I had realized. Todoroki's control was precise, so for him to lose it more than the previous timeline must mean that something went wrong. But what could have happened? Also, there's also what could be seen in the Sports Festival by the other schools. Would there be a mole or traitor there too? Maybe. Regardless, in this new timeline, I need to be careful. Otherwise, more could happen than I'd possibly be able to predict.

Cut! This chapter took a while, but I think it turned out very well. What's up with Shoto? Will Toga make her choice? Will Bakugo still win this? What will Stain say? Will the LOV make an unexpected move? Find out on the next episode of RAKB!

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