Silently, Katsuki steps back from his head touching the wall, having hyped himself enough as he slowly slides down upon the bench brow furrowed as he takes out from his pocket, a medal, a glistening gold one tended to but the age was shown proudly on it. He felt his thumb brush against the medallion of sorts. His scarlet soften sadly at the medal.

"You want to what?" Mystified, Mitsuki furrows her brow.

"I want to bring it." Katsuki snaps sharply scowling at his parents.

"You can't bring it in the matches Katsuki." Worriedly, Masura tells him.

"I know that dumbass I just…I just want it." Irritated, Katsuki crosses his arms over his chest.

"As a lucky charm?" Coyly, Masura offers as Katsuki simply silently nods his head.

"…Alright if that's what you want." Mitsuki sighs slowly sliding the medallion over.

"Katsuki!" Suddenly, the door is kicked open taking Katsuki aback as said blonde turns to the brunette storming in.

Katsuki stares wide-eyed as she wraps her arms around him oblivious to him hiding the medal from her.

"I'm so proud of you! The way you showed that blonde fucker what's up was phenomenal." Smirking, she drapes her arm over her baby brother joining his side smirking.

"Heh…" A shy small smirk crosses his lips.

"And the way you just smashed through that window thing was badass." Bemused, Katsumi continues on.

"…Thanks." Katsuki whispers his grip tightening around the medal.

"Oh I'm so proud of you. You're doing great." Confidently, Katsumi assures him.

"I doubt it." Katsuki clicks his tongue,

"Eh?" Katsumi says shocked.

"That blonde bastard got the best of me, that extra…" Enraged, Katsuki seethes scowls, his body begins to shake, shudders course through him as if he were about to burst.

"Did he say anything?" Lost, Katsumi furrows her brow at him.

"Nothing important just shit to rile me up." Katsuki brushes her off.

"Katsuki…" Katsumi sighs at him.

"But that extras gone out of the competition now, now he's learned his fucking place!" Proudly, Katsuki cackles to the high heavens.

"You did great Katsuki I mean it." She assures him.

"…Thanks." Katsuki sighs.

"I'm glad I finally got to see horn head and thread girl now." Relieved, Katsumi smiles softly.

"Eh?" Katsuki blurts out.

"Maybe you can introduce me to them." Teasingly, she winks at him.

"Eh fuck off!" Katsuki curses out loud.

"Oi! You should at least let me meet your friends I let you meet mine." Fairly, Katsumi points out.

"They aren't my fucking friends." Furiously, he snaps at his elder sister simply smirking down at him.

"Well I hope they aren't your fuck friends." Snickering, she smirks.

"YOU PERV!" He roars at her.

"YOU BITCH!" She barks back.

"Um guys how about we calm down yeah?" Hopeful, Hawks asks from the doorway watching the two sibling's squabble.

"THE FUCK IS HE DOING HERE?" Katsuki roars glaring glowering at bird boy.

"I FUCKING INVITED HIM!" She snaps back at him.

"PISS OFF!" He curses at her.

"YOU FUCKING HEARD ME!" Mad, she shouts at him.

"Good to see you too Bakugo, you did pretty good out there." Happily, Hawks compliments the boy but…

"FUCK OFF!" Sharply, he snaps.

"YOU FUCK OFF!" Katsumi screeches.

"Okay let's just go now." Hawks gently takes Katsumi by her shoulders slowly guiding dragging her out of the room.

"What!? But he'll win!" Angrily, Katsumi argues annoyed.

"Katsumi we're the adults remember now come on." Tiredly, Hawks reminds her.

"URGH…fucking this ain't over." Scowling, she peers in giving him the eyes which he happily returns, the two siblings glaring glowering at one another as where as soon as the door slams shut he sighs shakily taking out the medal, brow furrowing at the medal in his hands.

"KATSUMI! KATSUMI! KATSUMI!" Excitedly, the beaming blonde looks up at the brunette, a familiar medal dangling down his shoulders.

"What is it Katsu?" Katsumi stops pushing her chair back from her desk trying to study but the tugging of her trouser leg begs otherwise as she turns to her little brother.

"I wanna watch it okay come on come on!" Excitedly, the blonde whines leaping up and down from the tips of his toes.

"Alright I'm coming, I'm coming!" Smiling, she sighs removing herself from her desk joining him downstairs as he runs down, rushing towards the TV screen showing…

"And there we have it folks the winner Katsumi Bakugo!"

"Oi Katsuki careful you're eyes will turn to squares." Mitsuki calls out but it falls to deaf ears the beaming boy, too entranced by the video to care while the younger Katsumi sighs softly pulling him back with the back of his collar.

"When I'm older I'm gonna be on the pedestal too All might is going to be give me a medal just like you." The young Katsuki tells Katsumi sitting in her lap as he tells her this vowing it promising it.

"Is that right?" Amused, she arches a brow bemused by his declaration.

"Yeah I'm going to be the best of the best I'll beat you!" Eagerly, he tells her.

"Heh I'm lookin forward to watching you up there then Katsuki." Katsumi wraps her arms around her baby brother bringing him into her arms as they continue watching the tape to their heart's content until the boy falls asleep in her lap. She then picks him up, taking him to bed…

"You may have forgotten sister but I certainly haven't, I'm going to win, I'm going to be number one no matter what…" Katsuki whispers brow furrowed focused on the task at hand on the promise he made all those years ago. He reaches getting the medal staring sadly down at it grimacing briefly brushing the murky memory threatening to resurface, no he couldn't focus on that right now, he had a festival to win, he had a promise to keep, he had someone he refused to let down not after all the hard work…he clutches the medal in his hand, determination flowing through him to win the sports festival.

"Am…am I seeing things?" Katsumi blinks baffled by the sheer sight of the girls from Class A1 lined up in cheerleader outfits.

"If you mean are you seeing some deranged girls wearing cheerleading uniforms then yes, yes you are." Hawks confirms.

"THE FUCK U.A!?" Katsumi blurts out.

"Wait even the inviable girl's joining in…" Hawks remarks.

"Wait…does that mean she's always naked!?" Disgusted, Katsumi blinks baffled taken aback.

"Huh you got to admit she must be pretty resolved in being a hero to do that." Teasingly, Hawks offer.

"THE FUCK U.A!?" Scowling, she repeats repulsed.

"Would you stop making a scene?" Sighing, Endeavour furrows his brow at Bombarda by his side.

"Endeavour it's good to see you how you doing?" Happily, Hawks greets him.

"…" Stoically, Endeavour crosses his arms over his chest cross.

"What are you doing here?" Hawks asks him.

"To see my son be victorious." Resolved, Endeavour dictates.

"Your son? Isn't Natsuo a bit old for this?" Confused, Katsumi furrows her brow unaware of Hawks hues narrowing.

"Not him my pride and joy." Endeavour answers as Katsumi sweat drops.

"…and Natsuo isn't?" Katsumi quirks her head to the side skeptical.

"He is my son I am proud of him in my own rite but Shoto, Shoto is different he is beyond that." Endeavor proclaims proudly.

"Right…" Katsumi mutters not quite sure what to say.

"Welcome to the first match of the final's tournament it's Izuku Midoriya from Class 1-A versus Hitoshi Shinso from General Studies. The rules are simple immobilize your opponent or force them out of the ring. You can also win by getting your opponent to call out uncle!" President Mic's voice bellows out throughout the arena as Class 1-A resides in the class box watching from above as both Midoriya and Shinso face off against one another.

"So, you can give up huh? In a way, this is a test to see how strong your spirit is. If you know what you want your future to hold you can't worry about what other people think. That monkey was going on about his pride earlier I just think he's an idiot to throw away his chance like that." Truthfully, Shinso confesses to Midoriya after president Mic announces the match to have started.

"Don't you talk about Ojiro that way! You hear me!?" Midoriya yells enraged charging forward at Shinso, his fist reeled back, ready to hit the boy but he falters, his green hues drawing a blank making Sayako furrow her brow at the familiar sight.

"That's it. I win." Smirking, Shinso mutters to himself.

"Why on earth is he moving?" Mic bellows befuddled roaring into the microphone as slowly Midoriya turns on the heel of his trainer, slowly making his way to the edge of the stage.

"The fight has just begun and Izuku Midoriya is completely frozen!? He's not moving a muscle and look at that look on his face, could that mean a quirk is at work!? Hitoshi seems to have Izuku Midoriya completely stunned." Shocked, President Mic bellows his voice echoing throughout the stadium watching on as he does so.

"This is the perfect example as to why the entrance example is completely irrational." Irritated, Aizawa grumbles under his breath.

"Huh? Why's that?" Mystified, Mic turns to his co-host, Aizawa glaring down at the battle below him.

"Since we're on to the induvial matches I've had some final information complied on our final competitors. Shinso failed the practical exam to get into the hero course since he also applied for general studies, he probably figured that would happen. His quirk is incredibly strong, but that test consisted of fighting for villains. Robots that would give a huge advantage over those with physical superpowers, they could show off. Despite his abilities, Shinso never stood a chance at passing." Aizawa reveals both boy's pieces of paper, their files, showing Midoriya's meek smile and Shinso's straight face with all the info on.

"So here we are. You're lucky to have been so blessed, Izuku Midoriya. Now turn around and walk out of bounds like a good little hero." Mockingly, Shinso sneers, poison-laced in his tone.

"What!? Midoriya's obeying him!?" Stunned, President Mic affirms.

"What's this!? Midoriya stopped just in time!" Mic's scream.

"No…impossible. You're not supposed to be able to fight back what did you do!?" Angrily, Shinso demands from Midoriya slowly turning to him, his green hues no longer blank. She opens his mouth to speak, he slams his hand shut over his mouth, swiftly silencing himself.

"Come on say something. I didn't know you had so much power in your fingers. I'm kind of jealous of you thanks to how my quirk works I've always been at a big disadvantage, but someone as blessed as you couldn't understand that. You're so lucky to even have such a quirk, it'll be easier for you to reach your goal!" Enraged, Shinso screeches at him making the green hues of Sayako's soften at his words as Midoriya makes his way over to Shinso placing his hands on Shinsho's body slowly pushing the taller, leaner, lankier boy off the stage or at least attempting to, of course. Shinso struggles but Midoriya easily overpowers him, continuing to push him towards the edge.

"SAY SOMETHING DAMN IT! YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" Furious, Shinso snaps reeling his fist back as the crisp crunch of bone echoes. Crimson spews out of Midoriya's busted nose, his cheek bruised courtesy of Shinso's swift punch.

"GET OUT OF THIS RING YOU LUCKY BRAT!" He roars only for his eyes to widen when next thing he knows, Midoriya grabs him performing a familiar judo flip as he gasps when his ringing ears perk up at Midnight's declaration…

"Shinso is out of bounds Midoriya advances to the next match!"

"Oh yeah, that was actually kind of an interesting match eh kids? The both of you fought bravely let's show them some love everyone!" President Mic proclaims to the high heavens as the crowd roars, confetti comes crashing down on the two.

"What's driving you?" Meekly, Midoriya questions Shinso through the cheers alarming Shinso.

"You can't help the thing your heart longs for…" Glumly, Shinso whispers turning on his heel and leaving.

"You were awesome out there Shinso!" Surprised, Shina jolts up stopping in his tracks of heading towards the exit of the stadium only to perk up at the voice calling out to him making him look up at his general studies classmates.

"We're proud of you!"

"You didn't tell us you were that good!"

"Yeah, you're the star of our program!"

"I can't believe you put up such a good fight against the dude who was in first earlier!"

"Listen to them!" One of the students points towards the crowd of the heroes.

"With a quirk like that, it would be very simple to catch a villain, wish I had it." Honestly, a hero confesses.

"I can't believe they stuck him in general studies urgh those idiots." A female hero huffs.

"Well, there are a ton of applicants each year guess some slip through the cracks." Thoughtfully, another hero considers.

"If only he had more combat experience." A robotic hero points out.

"What a waste…" His twin counterpart agrees.

"And here we have it folks, the first victor of the first final round, Izuku Midoriya!" President Mic snaps Shinso out of his trip down memory lane, looking up at the bright blue soaring sky, slowly standing, recovering from the flip. Wincing, he places his hand on the back of his hammering head, grimacing at the sharp stinging sensation coursing through his head.

"Where you going?" Curious, Bombarda perks up at Endeavour turning to leave both her and Hawks alone.

"To talk to my son not that is has anything to do with you." Endeavor huffs glaring down at the unfazed brunet.

"…I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing." Truthfully, she confesses out loud as the two see him off.

"He's probably going to give him a pep talk like you so failed to do." Dubiously, Hawks reminds Katsumi her hue twitching from his words.

"I did not fail." Firmly, she snaps sharply at him.

"You shouted." Hawks argues.

"You do know how I talk to most of my family right?" Katsumi reminds him.

"…Yeah I don't think that's how you should do it though." Hawks offers.

"It's the only way to get through to him every family is different Hawks." Huffing, Katsumi dismisses him.

"That's enough standing around! Now let's get to our next players! He's got skills but at the expense of those creepy-looking elbow from the hero course it's Hanta Sero!" Excitedly, President Mic bellows just as Endeavour returns to their side.

"Oh hey welcome back! I was thinking of getting some snacks after this match you want anything?" Happily, Hawks greets him, however…

"…" Coldly, he ignores Hawks crossing his arms over his chest.

"I'll go see what's available afterwards." Anxiously, he smiles.

"You okay?" Katsumi raises a brow at him.

"It has nothing to do with you." Sternly, he snaps at him.

"Guessing you had a little tiff with your son." Sighing, she says.

"What did I say Bombarda!?" He demands from her.

"Nothing to do with me." She shrugs.

"Exactly you don't see me intervene with you and your brother." Endeavour sneers.

"That's because you don't care." She argues.

"So why do you care?" He demands from her.

"Cause you're my boss if you're pissed then that's something we have to deal with." Frankly, she deadpans just as Endeavour is about to dispute when…

"That was uncalled for…" Sero huffs under his breath stretching preparing himself for the fight ahead while Shoto simply stares ahead bored almost.

"Is your kid okay?" Katsumi quirks her head to the side concern clear in her tense tone.

"I said he's fine. What happens is what he brought on himself." Huffing, Endeavour grumbles glaring down at the battlefield below.

"…Riiight." Both Bombarda and Hawks share a look as the two draw it out in sync not quite sure what to make of his words.

"Verses…a front player in the competition from the hero course who got through on recommendations it's Shoto Todoroki and now for the second match of the finals! Ready…?" Joyous, president Mic bellows asking the crowd who roar as Sero stretches the back of his neck and elbows.

"I don't really feel like I can win this…" Huffing, Sero grumbles, craning his neck to the side.

"But man, I don't feel like losing either!" Determined, Sero declares smirking as he propels his Sellotape from his elbows at Shoto wrapping his sticky tape-like substance around his waist, throwing him to the side.

"Sero is attempting to throw his opponent out of bounds!" President Mc bellows stating the fact of the matter, throwing him out of bounds or attempting to as Shoto simply stares down bored at the floor below allowing him to do so until…

"Apologies…" Coolly, Todoroki exclaims, his intense blacks glaring into Sero when next thing everyone knows, he slams his snow-white boot down on the ground below, where ice sprouts out from the flat of his boot, a thing sheet of icy blue appears on the flat of his heel enveloping the stage as an icicle of ice, a practical ledge impaled the soaring sky breaking the air almost

What did you say to your kid?!" Katsumi gawks gaping at the attack.

Hmph." E Endeavour huffs clicking his tongue before turning on his heel, storming off his fierce flaming beard blistering bursting into a new fierce flame leaving the frozen Sero and Midnight well half of Midnight's form while Sero barely has any of his form escaping the icy wrath of the prison. Katsumi grimaces at the stuttering stammering Sero his teeth clattering together as the tape coiled around Todoroki who easily breaks through with his arms. The fragments of frozen tape crackle and breaks into shards, scattering to the icy ground below with ease as Todoroki stands unfazed staring at his opponent.

"D-Don't you think you went a bit overboard?" Meekly, Sero whispers shaken, stuttering from the chilly crisp depths of the ice he is encased in.

"Tell the truth Sero can you move at all?" Midnight calls out to him shuddering from the ice encasing half her form but she doesn't try to show it.

"Are you kidding? Obviously not. M-My body is F-Freezing!" Sero stammers.

"Sero has been immobilized. Todoroki advances to the next round." Firmly, Midnight calls out flailing her whip, furrowing her brow.

"NICE TRY!" Hawks and Bombarda both blink befuddled, the two share a look lost at the next thing they knew the crowd chorus roaring, raising their voices trying to cheer Sero up from the clearly one-sided matchmaking her grimace at the sorry state of that future hero's career.

"Sorry…it was a bit much. I was angry is all." Todoroki shuffles over to Sero, his hand flat against the ice as steam sews out as he tries to thaw Sero out.

"Maybe you should take a lesson from Endeavour Katsumi." Cheekily, Hawks winks at her.

"DIE!" Katsumi yells firing a light blast at the boy still smiling as the fumes of pitch-black fade revealing his smiling scorched face undeterred by her outburst.

"Welcome back to the finals everyone! Sorry about that long wait the insane amount of ice from that second match has been finally cleared so let's welcome our new competitors!" Boisterously, President Mic roars to the high heavens.

"Even beautiful flowers have thorns it's the assassin from 1-B from the hero course Ibara Shiozaki!" President Mic proclaims as the others glance over at the girl approaching.

"Keep those eyes peeled I want to see a super flashy battle this time!" President Mic exclaims to the two standing opposite one another

"Excuse me please pardon the intrusion I'm not sure why you called me an assassin I've come to this festival for victory, not to take my opponent's life that wouldn't align with the values of a hero at all good sir." Shiozaki proclaims interrupting president Mic.

"Right I'm sorry." Awkwardly, President Mic exclaims.

"Gentlemen I didn't enter U.A for wicked or selfish reasons but to deliver salvation to others." Proudly, Shiozaki stretches her arms out as some strange godly light shines down upon her, practically shimmering like some saint

Where did that light come from?" Frowning, Katsumi ponders.

I have no idea though I'm surprised I don't see a book in her hand."

"It's my humble quest to spread good across the world." Shiozaki confesses to the whole world.

"Listen I said I was sorry it's my bad okay?" Sighing, President Mic repeats, waving his arms about in his box.

"I thank you for your kind understanding." Softly, Shiozaki smiles bowing her head as she turns on her heel, turning to Denki.

"Verses the boy with the electric personality, another hero in the making Denki Kaminari." Denki approaches the stage.

"So anyway…begin!" President Mic roars raising his hand up.

"What do you say me and you go out after this? I'd be happy to treat you to a bite and comfort you after your loss because this is all going to be over in 2 second's honey. Indiscriminate shock 1.3 million bolts!" Kaminari calls out roaring, sparks spewing out of his body but the vine girl simply turns her back to him, a bush of vines sprouting, spewing out of her vine hair creating a barrier blocking the electricity as vines spew out from the floor below, wrapping around Denki and hoisting the dumbstruck Denki up in the air, out of bounds, giving the match to Ibara Shiozaki.

"You got to give it to the guy he took his shot." Smiling, Hawks offers optimistically.

"I guess?" Katsumi shrugs watching the boy be taken off in a stretcher.

"Hero students cannot use support gear without a request form, and you didn't fill out any of the proper paperwork for that." Sternly, Midnight calls out, furrowing her brow at him, flailing her riding crop at him.

"I didn't know that was the rule Aoyama got to wear his belt and Sayako got to wear more layers so I thought it was fine!" Feebly, Iida calls out gesturing to the stands.

"They put in the proper forms." Frowning, Midnight tells him.

"I apologize mam it's just my heart was moved…" The boy below begins making both Hawks and Katsumi's eyes expand.

"Is he…going to confess!?" Captivated, Hawks leans over the railing intrigued.

"On TV? You got to be kidding me." Katsumi mutters.

"What do you mean? Come on that's romantic." Hawks questions lost.

"What's romantic about putting your partner on the spot? It makes them feel like they have to say yes." Katsumi states the fact firmly furrowing her brow.

"Noted." Hawks says swiftly.

"What's note-" Confused, Katsumi queries only to be cut off by the boy below.

"By my opponent's sportsmanship even though she's from the support course she wanted this to be as even a match as possible since she made it this far to have a fair fight. So, she offered to give me this equipment. I respect her integrity that's why to honour her I'd like to this gear." Earnestly, Tenya declares explaining his reasons to Midnight.

"…Aw no confession?" Disappointed, Hawks huffs.

"Thank goodness…I mean these guys are just kids they have a lot more growing up to do before they start making those sorts of mistakes." Relieved, Katsumi brushes it off.

"Mistakes?" Hawks furrows his brow about to ask her to elaborate when the sharp sound of a riding crop cuts him off.

"Such youthful vigour I'll allow it!" Blushing, Midnight proclaims to the high heavens, a ruby red tint to her cheeks as she squeals excitedly, gushing over it.

"Well with everyone on the same page let's begin the match!" Mic answers awkwardly, furrowing his brow not quite sure what to make of it all as the match begins, and Iida darts over to Hatsune, ready to fight, ready to attack, ready to end this but...

"Bet you love how fast this gear makes you huh Iida?" Merrily, Mei proclaims smiling beaming brightly hands on her hips as she remains unfazed by the turbo hero darting over to her.

"She's got a mic?" Perplexed, Sayako furrows her brow leaning in when noting her bringing the mic strapped to her head close to her lips.

"Don't your legs feel wider than usual? That's to be expected. I designed those leg parts specifically for speed and mobility." Mei informs Tenya, her voice broadcasted throughout the ring.

"Is this…is this normal for U.A students?" Lost, Hawks quirks his head to the side.

"If I said yes would you be surprised?" Katsumi says.

"No. No I would not be. Not in the slightest." Hawks exclaims just as Tenya charges at her only for Mei to dart high into the air with some sort of pole, tripping Tenya up who cries out in shock startled.

"But of course, I can still easily evade you with my hydraulic attachments and I've got sensors in every direction. It's impossible for an opponent to sneak up on me." Mei continues on, complimenting her inventions, gushing.

"What the heck is going on!?" Lost, Tenya furrows his brow as he is moved all over the place as if the limbs attached to him had control of him like a marionette.

"Yeah all we need now are the flashy stickers and the five ninety ninety crap." Crudely, Katsumi remarks amused almost at the splendor.

"Riight…" Hawks draws out.

"Still those nets are pretty good." Fairly, Katsumi shrugs.

"Kat you're kidding me." Hawks huffs at her.

"What? Do you know how defenseless Kane is without his throat, we gave him a taser once but he kept zapping himself." Katsumi exclaims.

"How? He kept dropping it?" Hawks assumes.

"No he wanted to know what it felt like." Katsumi grimaces at the memory.

"So he did it to himself more than once?" Hawks furrows his brow.

"He did it under the basis that it was a dare but…Haneul and I had other ideas." Disgusted, Katsumi glances to the side.

"So what?" Hawks asks.

"So we took it off him he was…he was getting weird with it." Katsumi concludes the tale.

"How do you mean weird?" Hawks pries.

"I don't want to talk about it." Katsumi shudders slightly at the murky memory.

"Riiight. Hey…how long has this match been going on?" Hawks asks groaning like a child.

"About ten minutes." She shrugs.

"How does she have any air left in her?" Hawks argues annoyed.

"That was fun but I think I've shown off everything that I wanted to. I suppose it's time for me to wrap this show-up." Hatsune sighs walking off stage.

"Uh, Hatsune stepped out of bounds so Iida advances to the next round." Midnight answers awkwardly relief laced in her tone.

"I can't believe I let you trick me!" Angrily, Tenya screeches.

"Sorry about that I needed to use you to make a name for myself." Mei answers.

"Is it over?" Hawks yawns.

"It's over Hawks it's all over." Katsumi pats his shoulder.

"FINALLY! FREEDOM! Hawks cheers joyous just said bird boy flees to who knows where…

"Offence and defence in one the dark samurai and his darker shadow from the hero course Tokoyami Fumikage versus the great creator she was admitted because of recommendations and I think we can all see why also from class 1-A Momo Yaoyorozu!" President Mic bellows loudly into the air as another match takes place between Momo and Tokoyami.

"Hey I'm back!" Beaming, Hawks returns.

"Course you'd be back for bird boy." Bemused, Katsumi smirks.

"Aw are you jealous? I'd always come back for you Katsumi." Teasingly, he winks at her.

"Die!" She snaps at him earning a small chuckle just as the alarm blares and…

"Let the match begin!" Boisterously, President Mic's voice bellows just as Katsumi's ruby reds narrow noting the shocked look of the ponytailed girl clearly in her own world.

"Go dark shadow!" Swiftly, Tokoyami orders summoning his shady counterpart from his stomach.

"I've got her!" Dark Shadow declares assuring Tokoyami as he spews out of his stomach diving at Momo whose black hues widen when seeing the monster dive at her, snapping her out of her thoughts of her planning of her strategies as she forms a shield trying to defend herself. Ruthlessly, the head hammers into her shield time and time again until she drops one making her form another as she then furrows her brow when noting the endless strikes cease.

"Now it's my turn to attack!" Momo tells herself, stretching her arm out forming a weapon only then as she feels the ice-cold metal in her plush pillowed palm feeling the weight to be cut off by the shift slap of a familiar riding crop.

"Yaoyorozu you're out. This match goes to Tokoyami!" Midnight calls out to Momo making her coal blacks widen when hearing the news looking down to see her out of bounds.

"Yikes, another fast-overwhelming victory is it possible Tokoyami's dark shadow is the greatest quirk ever I think so?!" President Mic decides for himself after Tokoyami bows before Momo, giving her his respect. He turns on his heel and leaves her, leaving her to stare down at the stage glumly at her one-sided defeat.

"I….lost…I didn't even…do anything." Miserably, Momo whispers hurt laced in her tone turning on her heel, and makes her way to her door, bowing her head as she leaves.

"So I'm guessing that's confirmed it for you." Casually, Katsumi remarks standing by Hawk's side.

"Maaaybe…hey where you going?" Hawks draws out before furrowing his brow at her noting her fleeting form.

"Go check on Katsuki." Unfazed, she shrugs her shoulders.

"Right want me to come?" Hawks asks.

"And have you miss out on bird boy please." Playfully, she smirks.

"If you're jealous you can say it." Haughty, Hawks offers.

"I'm not jealous Hawks I'll see ya." She dismisses him heading off.

"Still slamming your head in your face I see…" Katsumi furrows her brow noting her brother's head to the wall.

"…" Silently, he remains in the zone.

"I'mma just leave you to it." Katsumi mutters as she leaves the room only then to furrow her brow by the ponytailed girl nearby on a bench brow furrowed staring at the soda can in her hand by the vending machine.

"A balance…" Meekly, Momo whispers in her own little world.

"Oh you're that girl." Katsumi approaches the girl.

"H-Huh? O-Oh my g-goodness. Y-You're Bombarda!" Embarrassed, the ponytailed girl gasps at the sight of the brunette before her.

"That is my hero name yes." Katsumi confirms.

"I-I remember seeing you and Fatgum in his sidekick days." Momo smiles shyly.

"Oh you're a Fatgum fan." She assumes.

"Y-Yes his quirk is similar to mine you see." Momo reveals.

"Good to see a fan of his. I…I saw your match you doing okay?" Katsumi quirks her head to the side seeing her saddened facial features.

"I…tell me how do you find the balance?" Momo asks her.

"Balance?" Befuddled Bombarda blinks.

"Balance between strategy and just fighting." Frowning, Momo answers.

"Oh…to be honest I don't know." Bluntly, Bombarda deadpans.

"You don't? Not even you?" Mystified, Momo says shocked.

"Well I normally listen to my gut but if I take a break and let my sidekicks distract them that's when I'm normally good at strategy. I will admit though I'm not the best at it my friend firefly is the chest player in the agency you know she actually won a tournament in chest, shoji you name the strategy game and she won it." Katsumi smiles softly at the thought of Haneul hiding said trophies despite Kane's insisting on putting them on proud display.

"F-Firefly is another one of my top heroes. Yes her story of her family coming here from Korea was very awe aspiring and…" Amazed, Momo smiles shyly.

"You know she and I were rivals once, she was the class representative too." Bombarda exclaims.

"R-Really?" Momo says surprised.

"Yeah. She and I weren't friends at first she was logical I was emotional she was planning I was fighting, she was thinking and I was running my mouth off. No matter what strategy she came up with when it came to fighting, she was too busy in her head to think…she was a lot like you overthinking things." She explains to Momo.

"What did she do to break out of it?" Momo questions.

"I don't really know I guess she stopped when she started hanging out with Soundspark then me. Sometimes you got to let your body move instead of your head I know it can be scary but your gut is just as trustworthy as your brain understand?" Unsure, Katsumi shrugs.

"I…I think so." Shyly, she bows her head.

"I think you'll be a great hero." Katsumi tells Momo.

"You…you really think so?" Momo asks anxiously.

"Yeah you'll still have offers out there even with this loss, you were still impressive in the cavalry battle, you'd be surprised how much teamwork is valuable compared to quirk powers when it comes to hero business." Bombarda response.

"Really?" Momo exclaims.

"Really I may have this flashy quirk but I wouldn't be where I was today with my team." Truthfully, she tells the girl.

"…Thank you Bombarda." Momo smiles softly.

"Don't mention it I'll see you if I see you." Bombarda dismisses the girl turning her back to her and leaving, heading back to the arena.