Chapter 30:

"Wait, what the hell? Why am I even here with you guys?" Ojiro exclaimed as he realized that he just went to the mall with the infamous 'Bakusquad'. Mostly a term coined by Mina for the ones who hang out with Katsuki. Ojiro had a neutral opinion on the explosive teen himself seeing him as a strong opponent but also thinks he needs some anger management. Hurting a kid really bad is pretty much a sign for counseling and anger management. He will never get how Mineta even survived hanging out with him.

"Yeah, who the fuck invited these guys?" Bakugou angrily pointed at him and Shinso, who also got invited here. "Katsuki, be nice."

"Oh I'll play nice alright!" He was about to leave until Ibara reached and held his risk firmly. Mineta and Yosetsu looked at each other, amused by the site. The other two looked at each other, a little confused. "Katsuki, there's a child with us."

Ibara pointed at the boy with Latino descent. Katsuki scoffed back when Aizawa assigned to him yet ANOTHER kid. Can't that garbage man get the clue that he's not that great with kids? To be fair, it wasn't specific to him, but for some reason, the entire Botany Club. Oh, it's not enough to take care and study plants, nooooo. They had to take care of a kid too. Well, he'll let Ibara handle that. She seems to be good with kids. No, she's great with kids.

"Oi, brat. What's your name again?"

"Cruz Bonifacio." The kid quietly replied without making eye contact. From what their garbage man homeroom teacher said, the kid had been a hostage by that clown murderer for years. He probably wouldn't be surprised if this kid is desensitized to all types of violence. Still, he could tell the kid visibly flinch every he opens his mouth. He just had to soften up a bit.

"Ya got a quirk in there somewhere?"

"It's complicated." Again, a quiet reply. All of them were hanging out right now at the cafe as some kind of celebration for everyone passing their finals. Still, it doesn't sit right with him that he passed by a technicality. Ibara herself was upset that she just barely passed her final exams against a teacher. He could empathize with that.

As for Cruz, unknown to everyone, his quirk is otherworldly. Mostly limited to his vision. He could see different colored strings tied to people's fingers. The most he had seen per finger were three. All different colors. Some strings even split into different parts in varying numbers. He never really knew what it does when it first manifested. The moment Carlitos killed his parents was the moment he understood what those black strings meant. He had seen Carlitos' black strings split into thousands, possibly even millions. He had no other colors tied to his fingers.

Right now, he was taken under the wing of this group. All of them are connected by green strings. He knew it was a symbol of friendship. Sometimes these green strings would disappear. Sometimes they reappear. Sometimes it creates a string in a new direction. Only time will tell when these two will meet. There were other color strings he saw. That of red which symbolizes romance. He could see the red strings between two members of the Bakusquad. Everybody had black strings on them, but death had always been a constant. Besides, there's no way of telling who kills who. Surprisingly enough, there's no purple strings on any of them. From what he'd seen, it was for mutual hatred. The pink string was for a close bond. Four of them were connected in this gro-

"Oi, kid. Are you doing some kind of internal monologue?" The one beside Cruz, Mineta, asked him. The kid gave him a confused nod. Mineta nodded solemnly, understanding how this kid feels. "Yeah, I gotcha. I do internal monologues all the time. They would have been so cool if they weren't distracting. Annoying, right?" Cruz nodded again in confusion.

Out of the corner of his eye, Mineta spotted something with his friends, Katsuki and Shiozaki. He squinted his eyes to make sure if he was just seeing things. For a second there, he thought they were holding hands. That, or they noticed him notice them holding hands. "Is Bakugou and Shiozaki finally dating? Needs more research."

Ojiro and Shinso were having an awkward conversation and Katsuki decided to butt himself in. "What the hell do you mean you want your hero name to be Hivemind? Do you want to be that obvious to everyone on what your quirk is? Are you retarded?"

"Katsuki," Ibara said firmly while squishing his shoulders.

"Right, sorry. What I meant to say is, are you a dumbass?" He asked again. Ibara sighed in amusement. "Close enough."

"That's as close are you'll ever see me be nice, Ibara."

"I'm not asking you to be nice, Katsuki. What you really need is basic decency."

"The fuck does that mean?"

"You're smart. I certainly hope you could figure it out on your own." She quipped. He gritted his teeth in annoyance. He refused to lash out at her. She's messing with him as usual. Then she did that sly smile that could have fooled anyone. Not him.

"Goddammit. You win this time Iba-"

"And so, I told Mr. Yagi, I'm not going back to I-Island again. Seriously, that entire mess with Wolfram and the Shields was not something I wanna deal with. Props to Melissa for trying to help me with that support item though." Izuku and his group of friends came into the cafe. Cruz could see the string connecting Izuku and the redhead fluctuate between purple and pink. "That's new… Could hate be combined with a strong bond? Or is this intense rivalry?"

Izuku and the redhead seems to be wearing identical championship belts. The rest of his friends were a girl with yellowish-tan hair in a weird anime hoodie with a rather erotic facial expression as a design(ahegao hoodie) and a guy with a red jacket who was smoking a blunt. Izuku wore normal shorts and his signature red sneakers and he had a jacket over a tank top. The redhead wore a flannel skirt, presumably a kilt with black leggings while wearing a black muscle shirt with open sides. They all wore hats with the letter 'S' on it.

All of them were connected by green strings. A pair were connected by red. Cruz could see another color-fluctuating string of both purple and pink that connects Izuku and Bakugou. "Are they?"

Cruz's suspicions were correct. Katsuki and Izuku glared at each other once they noticed each other before they broke eye contact. Izuku gave Cruz a little wave before going at the far end of the cafe with his friends.

"Oi, Bakugou, you're not gonna-?"

"The hell do you take me for, Awase?" He angrily asked the other member of the Bakusquad.

"I dunno. I thought for a moment there you two are gonna angrily make out." Awase shrugged while stating that nonchalantly. Against all odds, he rendered both Katsuki and Ibara speechless, the latter has her hands on her mouth. Mineta and Shinso was busy trying not to laugh while Ojiro just took a sip on his coffee.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Shinso asked while struggling to breathe because of Awase's joke. Awase himself looked proud for finally telling a probably good joke. Even Ibara joined in on the chuckling while Katsuki shook his head in exasperation. "See? I told you I could make a good joke every now and then."

"D-Damn you. Pfftt.." Mineta handed Awase 5000 yen as if they made a bet about this. Everybody else in the cafe were giving them weird looks. Mineta directed his attention back to Cruz, having seen the kid feel left out.

"How's your time in Japan, Cruz?" He asked in English. The boy shrugged, not knowing what to say. "If you want we can show you some places around here. Get you a little comfortable with the place, yeah?"

"The midget is right, brat. You want to go to the arcade? I'll destroy you in Skullgirls."

*Bang! Bang! Bang!*

Everybody was startled by the gunshot that was heard inside the cafe. "EVERYBODY DOWN ON THE GROUND!" Two robbers raised their rifles in the air to show everyone that they were not joking around. Katsuki was about to do the opposite of going on the ground but Ibara forced him on the ground. The one good thing about their spot is that the robbers won't be able to see or notice them.

"What the hell?" He whispered to her. She shook her head. "No quirks." That's her answer. To a lesser man, they wouldn't get what she meant, but Katsuki was not a lesser man in this situation. He understood what she meant. Vigilantism only counted if they used their quirks.

"Okay, why the fuck are we dealing with this crap right now?" Awase complained, not wanting to deal with this right now. Unfortunately for everyone involved, no heroes were near this place. Right now, the Bakusquad and the Shiketsu Gang from the other side of the cafe was the closest thing to heroes everyone is gonna get right now.

"We're gonna have to distract them." Mineta said.

"No shit, sherlock. Just how are we even supposed to-"

"Okay fuck this!" From the other side, they heard Izuku yell in faux exasperation. He stood up without care as one of the robbers pointed their gun at him. "STAY DOWN!"

"No, I'm not gonna stay the fuck down. My partner over there," He pointed at the short redhead, "Had something important so say to me and she rarely says anything worthwhile."

"OI, WANKSTAIN! THE FUCK DID YA SAY ABOUT ME NOT BEIN' WORTH YOUR WHILE?!"

"I didn't say that. You wouldn't put in the effort of inviting me to a cafe date if you didn't have anything important to goddamn say." He spat back at the redhead. The robber, still pointing her gun at Izuku, looked at them with confusion and intrigue. The other robber, who was supposed to be putting the cash in the bag, joined in on witnessing what is happening before them.

"Oh really? Ya wouldnae aboot whit tae say-" Okay, none of them understood what the redhead was telling Izuku in English. Not even Izuku seems to understand what she was saying. Judging from the pure rage that attaches itself to every word, Katsuki would guess that she's Scottish, or part Scottish. They only started understanding again at the end of it. "-n' now ya willnae care, ya wee shite."

"I did not understand a single word you said, Trish." Oh, so Trish was her name. Stating the obvious because absolutely nobody understood what she just said. She slapped him.

"I'M PREGNANT, YOU IDIOT!" Okay, she can perfectly speak Japanese. Also, "Bro, what the hell is this drama?" Mineta tapped him on the arm. Ibara was bemused by all this. Shinso looked like he's just tired of this bullshit. Ojiro was as confused as everyone. Katsuki himself looked like he's about to puke with this type of distraction.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, you impregnated Trish?" Oh now the blonde girl decided to join in. "I-I…what?!" Okay, even Izuku was caught off guard by that. That was clearly not what they had planned, from what Katsuki could tell.

The ash-blonde forced himself to tune out the conversation in favor of sneaking around the cafe just behind one of the robbers. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the final Shiketsu student, the one smoking a blunt, sneaking up on the robber near the cash register. How he got there was a mystery. With no time to think about it, Katsuki punched the robber in the temple and followed with a chop the neck, knocking her out. The other guy resorted to choking out the other robber in a sleeper hold.

"Seriously, homes, you had to go with the pregnant route of distraction?"

"Oi, hold on. Yo, wankstain, is that the Bakugou you've been talkin' shit about?" He heard a very loud and exasperated sigh. He could see 'Trish' walking towards him. He felt the people of the cafe staring at them. Izuku tried to pull Trish off but she didn't budge as she came face to face with Katsuki. Or tried to. She was short.

"Ain'tcha got a face not even a mother would love, wanker." With that smile, Katsuki was tempted to just blast her into the stratosphere.

"Trish, don't," Camie warned her friend but it fell on deaf ears.

"Ya see this belt, Bakago? We won this belt from the big man himself. And from the stories I heard from that wankstain over there," She pointed at Izuku. Katsuki glared at him, already knowing what she's gonna say. "Sounds to me like you're just a little bitch trying to act tough."

"Okay, homes, how about we take this shit and trip it down all the way to the end of the mall. We can't have a cafe brawl after we just took down two robbers." Murry got in-between the two, but it's too late. Katsuki shoved him out of the way. Ibara went over and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Katsuki." Ibara said his name firmly. He nodded, reassuring her that he won't do anything rash. Mineta, Yosetsu, Ojiro, and Shinso got behind the both of them, ready to stop any fights that might occur. Izuku mistook the action and got in front of Trish and directly face-to-face with him.

"For the record, you really need to control your friends, Deku. That's the reality here." He said, glaring at his biggest rival. Instead of glaring back, Izuku chuckled in amusement.

"Reality? The reality is, I kicked your ass last time we fought, or do I need to remind you?" The air between them was tense. They both heard some 'oohs' from the crowd. Camie was recording the entire thing. He smirked, not caring. "Oh don't worry about that, Deku. The next time we fight, I'm kicking your ass back to Musutafu."

He got up in Izuku's face. He had the height advantage. Izuku smirked back, getting closer, up until Murry got in between them again. Whatever the smoker was saying, they didn't bother listening. "You want reality, Deku? You didn't beat me. You escaped me, nerd"

"Yes, I did. Who cares, though?"

"And you?" Katsuki looked at Trish. "You never beat me."

"OH REALLY? YOU REALLY WANNA FIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW, WANKER?!" She shoved her tag title championship belt to his face. "Ya think you got a chance at this, wanker? You're not worth half the time wankstain is. We're not even gonna b-" He blocked whatever she was saying by placing his hand on her mouth.

"You see this girl? See her?" He gestured down to Trish while looking at Izuku. Ibara's grip on his shoulder tightened. He wasn't going to actually hurt Trish. The crowd in the cafe was feeling tense, not knowing if chaos would break out. "This girl is your partner? She knows you a hell of-"

He wasn't able to finish when Izuku slapped his hand off Trish's mouth before going dangerously near his face. "You will NOT lay a hand on her or any of my friends, you hear me, Bakugou?"

"Oh, I hear you loud and clear, Deku." They were practically close, their heads butting. Ibara and Murry were the first to act, pulling them off each other. They haven't started fighting yet but they were dangerously close to doing so. Katsuki knew this. Izuku knew this. "But hey, maybe you should listen to her. She's protecting you from me?"

"WOOOOW, you think I need protecting? You really think I need protecting?"

"Worthless Deku."

"Egotistical dickhead."

"Scared that I'd take that championship belt away? You better listen to her-" He noticed Izuku giving Ibara a bewildered glance. "Oi, you look at me when I'm talking to you or we'll settle this here right now."

"FUCK YOU!"

"OKAY, Calm the fuck down, Izubro. Bakusimp." Camie finally decided to interrupt the whole conversation and the crowd in the cafe let out a breath they didn't know they were holding. None of them knew that they'd experience a confrontation between UA and Shiketsu today.

"Bakusimp?"

"Clearly you simpin on plant girl right there. You haven't done your fisticuffs bs cause she there giving you the touching on the shoulder. You simpin, boy."

"Oh yeah? What are you doing right now, blonde."

"Stopping the fight. I got more talent than either you two in a fight. Honest truth, fam." She's defusing the entire situation. "Hell, I can even speak in emojis. Check this: C=8."

"How the fu-"

"Hell yeah! Situation diffused, fam. Time for your time to shine, plant girl. You looked like you wanted to say something." She did a throwing motion to Ibara, as if she was passing over the microphone. Ibara pretended to catch it, already liking Camie.

"Now I see you two having deeper issues than I thought. I'm no good at this, but how about you settle the score in a proper match. Katsuki, did your homeroom teacher mention that our summer camp training would also have Shiketsu join us?"

"No."

"Of course he wouldn't. The both of you will settle your score there. Figure out how." She dropped the imaginary microphone. Izuku and Katsuki were silent for a moment, contemplating how they'll be doing this. Izuku was the first to speak up.

"Remember that type of match that we used to enjoy watching back then? When we were kids?" Izuku asked him. Katsuki nodded, knowing what's to come.

"It's the tag titles, Bakugou. You better bring three teammates."

"I know."

"What mat- oh shit." Camie facepalmed herself. "These bros are gonna get themselves killed."

"What match?" Mineta asked them. Cruz watched on, curious about the situation. Izuku and Katsuki answered his question at the same time.

"War Games"

Intermission

Peppermint Act II

Todoroki was back again in his so-called therapy. Carlos himself was rambling about something but the man was more than willing for him to let his feelings out to. Over the few months, they've been having meetings. Todoroki himself felt more comfortable with Carlos, listening to what he had to say. Still, he couldn't help but feel something was off with his therapist. As if, there was more to Carlos than it seems. The man himself looked familiar to something he saw on TV.

"Anyway, forgive my rambling. Anything you got to say about your father, Shoto?" The man asked him again. He would ask him about his father once a week. Shoto stayed quiet for the first few times he asked but eventually, he started talking about the issue. Carlos would listen to him intently, letting him vent his rage about his father and all that he did. "-and he just, I don't know what to say."

"I see. You truly do hate your father and what he did to you."

"More than you think."

"And with that, you refused to use your flames? Isn't that a foolish act?" Carlos asked a question but it felt more like a suggestion. "Is he trying to make it obvious or is he being subtle and failing? I could never tell."

"What are you-?"

"What I am trying to say is, even if YOUR quirk is the genetic results of your father and mother's DNA, it's still yours. You own it." Todoroki blinked. He never thought about it that way. "Besides, using only your right side, not your mother's, but right side just to spite your father and becoming the number one hero? It will never work."

"Why wouldn't it work?" Todoroki leaned in, genuinely curious.

"Well, Shoto, remind me; why did your father implant his ambitions unto you? Is it for you to use his fire?" It was a simple question from Carlos, even then, Todoroki's eyes widened in sudden realization. He swore he saw a manic grin on Carlos for a split second just as it disappeared. He paid no mind to it in favor of what the man had told him. "It wouldn't matter if you become number one without fire, does it now, Shoto? In the end, you still become the number one hero. That's what he truly wants, no matter how you get there." Carlos' tone was incredibly soft, as if there's more to this than just therapy for him.

"Y-You…"

"Well, that ends our session for today. Don't worry, UA's paycheck is the only one getting damaged here! I'll be seeing you after your summer camp, Shoto!" Carlos went back to his cheery tone. It felt like he didn't care about giving Todoroki something to reflect about.

Intermission Over…

"Well, we got a big problem." Awase said the obvious. The Bakusquad ft. Ojiro, Shinso, and Cruz the kid was busy talking about what they just got into.

"More than a problem." Mineta gritted his teeth in annoyance.

"You're not joining us in War Games, right, Ibara?" Katsuki asked his friend, who was tending to Cruz. After that event in the cafe, they called the police and the robbers were arrested. The students got away with it since they didn't use their quirks. "No, I won't. Sorry, even if I wanted to be part of it, I wouldn't put up much of a fight."

"That's fine. We just need one more." Katsuki reassured her.

"Two more, actually. I'm not joining in. You know how much I suck ass." Awase said. Katsuki and Mineta nodded in agreement. Awase hasn't had that much hand-to-hand skills, to begin with. Mineta's face lit up as inspiration struck.

"Hey, Ojiro."

"Huh?"

"War Games. C'mon, Team UA versus Team Shiketsu!" Mineta already joined in, knowing not a lot of people are willing to work with his friend regardless if it was for UA. That, and when Aizawa had them do quirkless combat, only Shoji, Katsuki, and Ochaco gave Ojiro any real trouble. Ojiro narrowed his eyes at the two but he could practically see Mineta's pleading eyes. Well, he can't leave something he inadvertently joined in anyway. "Fine, I'm in. One condition."

"What?" Ibara asked. Ojiro pointed at Katsuki. "Be my sparring partner."

Katsuki blinked for a second there before smiling. He found himself a sparring partner and a hell of a good one, too. He reached his hand out for a handshake, and Ojiro answered it.

"Seriously, you guys in the hero course are insane. Who even is gonna be your fourth and final member?" Shinso asked them. He was dragged here by Katsuki himself so they would talk about how he sucked in combat and how they would fix that. Awase's face lit up with another idea.

"Not a lot of people are gonna work with this guy cause he's an asshole but I know someone who will. They'll be willing to put aside any grudge for the sake of the team." He said. Ibara already knew who he was talking about but she had her doubts. "Awase, are you sure they'll be willing to join in on the fight?"

"Well, they're the best fighter when it comes to quirkless combat in 1B. Probably even a match for Ojiro over there. Besides, I'm pretty sure she wants to have a good fight every now and then. If she declines, well, you're gonna have to carry me through this."

"Don't talk about getting carried with me here. Seriously, my body isn't fit for wrestling." Mineta complained about his lack of height. He only started beginning to have a little bit of muscle after Katsuki insisted(forced) him to train just for the sake of staying fit. He gotta say, his friend isn't wrong about staying fit.

"Oi, hero course, isn't that Midoriya over there?" Shinso pointed at Izuku, who was accompanied by some shady guy in a jacket. The hair color was all too familiar. Katsuki narrowed his eyes in suspicion. "You go ahead, that shit doesn't sit right with me."

Katsuki slowly approached them. They seem to be talking about something while the guy had his hand around Izuku's neck. He would listen but he didn't care enough. "Oi, Deku, the fuck happened to your other friends? They finally ditched you and you got yourself close to some sex offender-looking asshole?"

He could see Izuku gulp and sweat was coming down of the nerd's forehead. That definitely did not sit right with him. As much as he hates to admit it, the nerd rarely gets nervous and tense. He's mostly relaxed even when they were… This doesn't sit right. He slowly took his hand out of that pocket of his shorts, ready to explode the motherfucker if he needs to. "Seriously Deku, who the hell is this-"

"THIS IS A VIDEO GAME MEETING! DON'T GET CLOSE, ASSHOLE!" Izuku yelled at him. Hidden under that nerd-ass sentence was a warning. He growled in annoyance and was about to strike the guy anyway but the bitch stood up. He recognized that face. It was the same guy who attacked the USJ. "Oh, don't worry! I'm just a fan of Midoriya over here. Got a little too excited."

He let go of Izuku's neck and started walking away. Katsuki was tempted to go after him but that wouldn't be a great idea. "Oi, Tomura. What's All For One's end goal here." Even when he was gasping for breath, Izuku still had the time to be a little bitch. There was something that bothered Katsuki. "All For One? Who the hell is he?"

The villain paused and turned his head back to respond. "I don't know and I don't care. You should be more worried about MY end goals. Anyway, thanks for the insight about Stain. Next time we meet, you're dead." He said before walking away and disappearing into the crowd.

"What the fuck was that, Deku?"

"Call the police. Tomura Shigaraki just gave me an interview. First of all, I had it under control. Second of all, I'm not gonna go and bitch about not needing your help so thanks anyway."

"Tch. Fuck off. Only I get to kick your ass. Remember that." He walked off, alerting his friends about what just transpired. The police came by to get Izuku out of there. The nerd's friends followed him to the station like a flock of sheep. Katsuki's squad went about their day.

5 days before Summer Camp…

The word about their dispute with the Shiketsu Students hopped around the entire school just after two days. While they are technically on break right now, the broadcasting club still insisted on seeing them for the Livestream. Katsuki didn't want to go but Mineta just had to target his pride, making him force everyone involved into the Livestream.

There he is, with Mineta, Ojiro, and Awase. He knew Ibara won't come with them for this one but he's fine with it. He still extended his invitation to her anyway, which she politely declined. Now the four of them are here, sitting with Jirou, who was now a member of the broadcasting club.

"Seriously, what were you thinking when you challenged Midoriya for the belt? We both know he did it by legitimately beating All Might." He groaned at the stupid question. Mineta answered it for him.

"We all know All Might is holding back when he fought against Midoriya and his partner during Shiketsu's final exams. He didn't BEAT All Might, oh no, he just passed an exam and was rewarded the championship belt for it." That was true. Nobody could beat All Might. Jirou backed down from that answer.

"Right. Let's talk about you, Mineta. Honestly, I'm surprised that you're even part of these War Games. Mind telling us about what this War Games is." This time, it was Katsuki's moment to answer.

"Two rings connected and we'll be inside of a big cage. The twist for ours is that there's gonna be weapons hanging from above. Tables, ladders, chairs, bats, kendo sticks, trash cans, and just about anything that is a weapon."

"So, ultraviolence?"

"Ultraviolence? This is just violence."

"Well, moving on from that, again, I'm hella surprised Mineta is a willing competitor for this one. I mean, he's a coward." The room got even more silent as Mineta looked up. He gave Jirou a blank stare while Katsuki sighed in exasperation.

"...what?" The small teen asked quietly at Jirou, who repeated what she said. "…you're a coward?"

"I'm…a coward?" His voice was low and Jirou nodded in full confidence. "I mean, you're the one that gets scared the most. You're also too much of a coward to sacrifice yourself when it counts. I wouldn't think you'd m-"

"I'm not a coward." His voice was barely audible. Jirou shook her head in disagreement. "I mean, you fight like a coward."

"Is that how you call it? Fighting smart now means fighting like a coward? Is that what you think I'm doing? That I just run away for no reason?" Mineta asked her. Katsuki hid his growing smirk behind his hand. Awase looked on, ready to stop a fight. Ojiro was there, eating his takeout noodles.

"You kinda are a-"

"Yeah, like any other person, I'm afraid to die, Jirou. That's why I hate self-sacrifice. I'm sorry if I don't want to be a useless corpse laying on the ground. I'M SORRY FOR NOT BEING BORN LOOKING LIKE ANY OF YOU!" He raised his voice on the last one. Yep, just as Katsuki expected, Jirou woke up Mineta's fighting spirit. "You don't think I deserve to be here, don't you? A lot of you don't think I do. Admit it, you don't think I deserve to be in the Hero Course."

"I-I mean…"

"Well newsflash, Jirou, I busted my ass to get here. I WORKED HARDER JUST TO BE ON THE SAME LEVEL AS YOU GUYS!" He stood upon the table and pointed viciously at Jirou. "I ONLY FIGHT THIS WAY BECAUSE I KNOW I WILL NEVER BE AS STRONG AS ANY OF YOU! I'm not strong but I do believe that I'm smart. If I could outsmart people, I wouldn't need that much strength."

"If you know that you're not that strong, why even bo-"

"THIS IS THE ONLY THING I GOT LEFT, OKAY?! You think I want to just live a boring life? A dead-end job? Is that what you think I deserve? Just sit around and be nothing? Let people tell me that I'm nothing? I want to be a somebody, damn it. Most of you just try to take this away from me."

"You said it yourself, you don't want to sacri-"

"Who would want to die, huh? Tell me, who wants to die? I don't want to die, but guess what, innocent people also doesn't want to die. We have a mutual agreement there. If there's even a little bit of chance that I could do something to make sure that everybody lives. That I don't have to sacrifice myself and no innocent people have to get hurt, I'll take it. If the heroes die, then who will stay and save them?" Mineta sighed as he let all of it out before continuing, "I gotta give credit where it's due. Midoriya, if you're seeing this, thanks for setting me straight. I did a lot of thinking after what you said to me at the USJ."

Mineta was not thankful for the ability of making things tense. He was reminded, however, that he has friends now in the form of the 'Bakusquad'. Katsuki placed his hand on his friend's shoulder. "You got balls for saying that, midget."

Both of them chuckled as Jirou was left dumbstruck. Awase being Awase, he decided it was time to interrupt. "To be fair, I'm not gonna be part of the four versus four War Games that'll happen on summer camp. Which is why I made a call. She said that she finally got here. Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce you to,"

The door to the broadcasting club's room was kicked open as a red(orange)head in a leather jacket over her shirt. She's wearing boots and tight pants. She's wearing biker gloves.

"May I introduce you to, Itsuka Kendo."

"Sup."

{- To Be Continued...

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Bakugou: Title match next chapter?

Title match next chapter.

Bakugou: Hell yeah. Why War Games?

Why the hell not?

Bakugou: Is this gonna be a thing now?

Maybe I'll make a spin-off solely for the championship belt. Maybe a little feud between you and Ojiro. Just a thing between UA and Shiketsu. What would you guys think of a spin-off like that? Anyway, leave a like, comment, subscribe. PEACE!